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Burn For You
Miles x Y/n
hurt/comfort(?)
fluff
Background (Miles and I were set on a mission together, we had to pretend to be dating and it was starting to feel real, now it was the night before they returned to HQ)
Y/Ns PoV
"I requested a seperate room" He spoke, apologeticly
"Yes", I muttered acknowledging him, he shifted on his feet "I should-" he started "Yes" I said turning away from him, "Yes" he replied leaving swiftly, I closed the door with a heavy sigh.
I paced as I contemplated my feelings, I think I love Miles, he makes me feel beautiful, thats the problem... he loves Gwen, everyother spiderman always loves Gwen.
Noone's PoV
Miles, too was pacing for different reasons, 'I've loved her since Miguel brought her in, since the moment our eyes locked as she greeted everyone...But she does not love me, i almost thought she did, this mission -Miguels almost evil for it- showed me a side of her I have never meet, a side I adore' he thought, as he quicked his pace, the tux he wore hugged his biceps as he raised his hands to his face to wipe it painstakingly.
Both they're pacing stopped, at the exact same time, in the exact same spot, as if they were in the same room, closure they both needed it, Miles was quick to her door, just as she opened the door to step out.
"I-" He started, cut off by he opening the door wider and muttering 'come in' almost bashful."I- we should head to dinner, I saw a chinse place across the roa-" He suggested, wanting to ease the tension -beating around the bush-.
"I do not want any dinner!" She was angry, rightfully so, Miles had avoided her each night after leaving the mission sight, like she didn't matter, like...he didn't care.
"I have spent the last few nights, wanting to be alone with you, wanting to talk to you, wanting to know!" she mumbles the last part as if he shouldn't hear, he stays silent, not knowing what to say or do, "I understand...that you do not want to talk to me, that am annoying, we should get that ch-" she answers for him, "Bug!- that is not what I want...you are mistaken" He uses the nickname he gave her, to mask as the perfect couple, it felt wrong to part with it so easily.
"Miles...you have avoided me after each mission....you've said but a few words to me-" she says, her lip quivers slightly, "To keep myself from saying the wrong things" He gestures to his mouth as he speaks, "You cant even look me in the eye-" hanging her head as if she realized a cruel fate, "I can't bring myself to when all I see is pain I caused", he's deafeated, fighting himself from lifting your head.
"I am the one who forced you into that position" she argues, "No- I forced you" He clarifies, "I have spent the last nights in agony, cause I knew you wanted nothing to do with me, I made this mission difficult and long and it was just a Recon" miles wiped his hand against him chin, "It was supposed to be easy, fake date in, break up and you collect info after flirting with the Target, No strings attached and yet-" he chokes.
"and yet-...this could not be anymore different, is that what you hoped to say?" she finished, lifting her head to gaze in his eyes, any hope she had for her feelings slowly disappearing as she turned away from him, "Chinese sounds good, we should head out-" she changes the subjected as she picks an oufit from her suitcase.
"Everything i said at the club was true", his words came out, abruptly, she turned to face him, but before she spoke "I cannot stop thinking of you....from the mornings you wake, to the evenings you sleep, to the dreams you inhabit…my thoughts of you never end. I am yours, Bug. I have always been yours." he speaks the truth, whats in his heart.
She blinks once, twice, "I don't understand" more as a statement, she does understand, she just doesn't believe it. "I do not know how to be any more clear!" Miles says, frustrated as to how he can explain his feelings, no, feeling.
" Don't get angry!" she counters, "I am not angry." "I…You look angry...look at you, you're flushed." "Yes, that is what happens." "When your is angry?!" She shouts, "When one burns for someone who does not feel the same!", He finally shouts, "You… burn for me?", she's confused, what about Gwen.
"Why do you think I got jealous?" he questions to answer the unspoken question, "Why do you think I made you jealous?" she murmurs "If you would have only looked at me this week for longer than two seconds, you would have seen...It is you I cannot endure-" He's cut off, "I Burn For You" she finishes for him, for them, for eachother.
They lean into eachother, as they're lips meet it speaks volumes, passionately, everything they needed to say, I Burn for You, always.
A/N
yelp hope u like it
xoxo,
Bee -KC-
Afraid
Hobie x reader
Soft!Hobie
(Background: Y/n was hit with a fear toxin on the mission, now she's having a panic attack)
"When i wake up, am afraid..." you muttered, in the corner of Miguels office when the toxin took effect, the team tried to comfort you, while Miguel and LayLa look for an antidote.
"Your so mean, I don't like you" choking on a sob, she opened her eyes slowly "Fuck you, anyway" you suffled away from, Gwen, who was rubbing your arm in comfort.
Gwen and the others were startled by the outburst, except Hobie, who was sitting a distance away, but rose from his sit, crouched by the you and held your hand, "Why are you Afraid?" he asked, though he's voice wasn't above a whisper.
Your tense shoulders fell, somewhere in your head you processed Hobie's voice and rough palm, "When I...when I wake up am afraid, somebody else might take my place", you spoke shakingly but your breathing calmed, and squeezed Hobie's hand and raised your other arm, 'hug', he embraced you without thought, and pulled your face to he's chest as he rested his head on your hair...
"Noone will ever take you away from me, love, never be Afraid", he muttered in your hair, its getting so much harder to hide his feelings for you.
{Part two?}
masterlist
NEW HOBIE SHOT
AM SO EXCITED!!
Reck the flower bed
HOBIE BROWN
Roof Fever
x readerGN
"Come on, come on, come on" A young Hobie rushed you out the back door, "Coming , dont rush me", I whisper shouted at him, "You really must stop coming so late, my mom is so suspicious", I commented when we were far enough from the door.
'Every night, Hobie and I would go hang out somewhere, alone. Young and dumb.'
"Where's the fun in that?" He asks leading me through an alley, "Where to?" I finally ask as we get to the other side and he stops, "T'is roof, just one more block" He smiles over his shoulder, grabbing my wrist and running through another alley.
'We always did this, when its too dark, maybe we're scared and wanted to be close'
We got to the building, eventually. "Come on" We race to the top and finally on the roof, I remember it so well, the roof, the view, Hobie's hand slipping into mine. There was blankets on the ground, so we sat close.
'Its not like am falling inlove...i just want you to do me no good'
"Ye' like?" He asks softly, searching my eyes for regret or something, "I love it" I giggle picking up sunglasses that rested near me and putting them on, "Your a certified mindblower".
"Le's dance" He suggest standing and extending a hand to me, "Without music?" I hesiste, "We've never needed it" He reaches out again, i accept this time.
'We danced like strangers, blissfully inlove'
"Did you call off the search for your soul?" I question, with a raise of an eyebrow, "I'll put on hold for now", 'for you' He thinks, twirling me. "Come on, come on, come on" He encourages me to do a dip, I do.
"Happy birthday Hobie" I mutter, pulling closer to him, "Hm, Thanks love, Your my number one party anthem" He whispers to my ear.
'I love you', thats what i forgot to say that day.
(A/N)
SO yeahhhh.... i wasnt expectiing it either....ik its short
but if u still want Reck the flower bed, tell me request and stuff
Xoxo,
Bee
Spider
Miles Morales, Hobie, Pavitr, Gwen + (mentioned) Platonic!Yandere!Miguel x child!reader (GN)
Summary: Deciding to cause some Mayhem, Hobie, Miles, Gwen and Pavitr go looking through Miguel's office in his absence, only that what they find there, isn't quite what any of them expected. Who'd have thought Miguel was the type to have a secret Apartment...only that that might not be the worst thing in there...
TW: Kidnapping, dark!content, yandere, threat of violence (not towards reader), MDNI, I do not condone this behaviour, this is just fiction
Day 2 of my Yandere Writetober
After Miles' official introduction into the Spidersociety, he’d loved spending his time there. Not only because he’d be able to hang out with Gwen, Hobie and Pavitr, but also because he felt like part of something bigger. He’d made up an after-school club to his parents and had somehow managed to keep the lie up to this day, which took a lot of studying and doing his best to actually attend class to make his parents trust him.
One afternoon the four spiders were hanging out when Hobie suggested doing something less boring, like breaking into Miguel’s office and checking out his hologram Programm. And while Miles and the others knew that there were some serious consequences if they’d get caught, the energy Hobie had was infectious and they soon found themselves sneaking through his door after making double-sure that Miguel and Jessica were on a mission.
The thrill of sneaking through his office, using his floating platform and the holographic floor to show each other nice or funny memories from their respective universes was just the thing four teenagers needed to have the time of their life’s.
About half an hour had passed and they were strewn around the room looking around. Hobie was probably dismembering and taking components from the different machinery, Gwen was trying to use the holographic floor to look at some classic concerts and Pavitr was playing around with the floating platform. Miles had taken to exploring the shelf’s in one of the corners of the room. Usually the room was so dark that you’d hardly be able to see them which is why
Miles had to use his phone's flashlight to see around. The shelves were filled with some gizmos and gadgets, some files strewn around, some boxes and blueprints. Nothing of particular interest to Miles, or at least nothing until his light hit a picture frame standing about where Miguel's eyes would be level with it.
Given that Miles was not quite as tall as Miguel, he had to rise to his tiptoes to even get an idea of what it depicted, he thought he recognized the image from the video Miguel had showed him when telling him about the dangers of ignoring canon events. It was a picture of his late daughter.
Miles had to swallow hard. He tended to forget what hardship Miguel went through because of how much of a douche he was to him. Something in Miles compelled him to take a closer look at the picture so he reached out to it and tried to take it, but instead of coming down from the shelf, he was only able to pull it slightly into his direction. Then there was a quiet but noticeable ‘click’ before the shelf with the picture on it opened a gap.
"Guys? Uhm, there’s something over here,” Miles called out to his friends who all ran over to him.
“What’s up?” Pavitr asked as he looked around, without seeing anything.
“Well, I think this shelf- let me just-“ he stuttered as he took a hold of the side of the shelf where the gap had opened and pulled.
“Whoa, a secret room? Cool,” Gwen mumbled in awe and slight confusion.
“I knew that bloke had somethin’ to hide, he ain’t right kosher, y’know,” Hobie shrugged and was the first to take off into the secret passage, the other three hot on his heels.
Miles wasn’t sure what he had expected to hide in the secret room, but he was sure it had been anything but what they found there.
Behind the shelf was what seemed to be a full apartment, with a nice open concept as Pavitr noted offhandedly, which in itself wasn’t so strange, after alle, maybe Miguel just liked his privacy.
Or at least that was what the four would have thought if it wasn’t for the plushies, toys, coloring books and other children’s stuff strewn throughout the different sections of the big room.
“Maybe Miggy over here is a bit more kinky then we gave ‘im credit for,” Hobie joked as he picked up a princess coloring book from the kitchen table and leafed through it.
“I don’t know, something about this seems weird, right guys?” Gwen looked around and received nods from Miles and Pavitr, “Maybe we should leave…”
Miles wanted to agree, wanted to get out of there and act like they’d never been there, but his stupid spider-senses had to start going off the charts right that second as he heard something from behind one of the three doors leading out of the room, the only door with more locks on it then on an average New Yorker apartment door.
“You guys feeling that?” Pavitr asked, confirming Miles’ fear that he wasn’t the only one whose senses were acting up.
Not bothering to answer, Hobie and Gwen were the first ones to go towards the door, quickly followed by the other two.
Hobie had already taken hold of the door on both sides ready to take it off its hinges when Gwen stopped him.
“If we break it, there’s no denying what we did anymore, maybe we should try this differently. These locks seemed to be electric, maybe we could overload them to reset them or something.”
Miles quickly realized that with ‘we’ Gwen meant him so he pushed himself to the front and got ready to electrify the locks.
A few seconds later there was a shrill beep and a click and with high anticipation, Miles took hold of the door handle and… It opened without problem.
With bated breath, he opened the door.
“Daddy?” a soft, quiet voice, doubtlessly that of a child, called out to them and all of them stood there like frozen as they stared towards the small kid sitting on a fuzzy blue rug surrounded by dolls and plushies. The child tilted their head, looking at them in confusion.
“Hi, are you friends with Daddy?” they asked, but none of them were in the mental state to answer them, all too shocked.
Suddenly a voice called out from speakers somewhere in the room.
“Y/N go into your room immediately please,” a voice - all of them recognized it as Lydia’s - said and after a slightly disappointed ‘okay Aunt Lyd’ from the child they left through a sliding door in the wall opposite of the four spiders which immediately closed (and probably locked) after them.
“Miguel has been informed of your intrusion, I’d advise you to take your leave immediately, and if you enjoy your heart beating I’d tell you not to mutter a word of this to anyone, now leave.”
With a heavy heart and many questions the four ran out of the secret apartment, making sure to close the shelf after them, before they disbanded and returned to their original universes. All of them couldn’t get the child out of their head, but especially Miles couldn’t help but feel he’d seen them before.
Only when he was lying in bed that evening mulling over the events of that day again did he remember.
Months ago his father had taken one of his files home with him, a missing persons report, a little child had disappeared right out of their childhood bedroom without any hint as to what or who had taken them.
In the upper corner of the report was a picture of a smiling toddler with an white area below where their name was…Y/N.
Hobie I love you
You texted him but he usually never responds back after you say that. Is he losing feelings? Does he not care for you anymore? Was it like he forgot about your existence the minute you guys stop talking. You couldn't get these thoughts out of your head. Hobie was always busy fighting so you barely could find him or he would come back home. Miguel makes him work his ass off so you hated him for that.You understand that he's not always there but you sometimes want him to be. You hear someone downstairs and surprise surprise. It was Hobie Brown. You we're about to greet him before he walked away. Was he not happy to see you or something? It was 3 days ever since he came back home. But it was somewhere around 3 in the morning. As he walked into the kitchen you we're left looking stuck at him.Something is wrong with him. So you walked in the kitchen after him. Calling his name. You spoke in a soft and sweet tone. Like sweet honey! He looks at you tired as you notice his under eye darkening the last time you saw him. He got no sleep. You walk towards him kissing him softly yet passionately as he quickly returns it. His hands quickly grabbing your hips and pushing you against him holding onto you as you broke the kiss and smile at him softly. He continues to hold you against him. Not wanting to let go anytime soon. He starts noticing you slowly dozing off into his chest. He kisses you're forehead and takes you upstairs slowly and gently placing you on your bed with him still holding you never letting you go. He smiles to you as he also drifts off to his deep slumber.
Luv ya too... Now get some rest.. You need it..
Should I finish this. 🧍🏾♀️
The Wolf and his Coyote / Jeon Jungkook
Hello!
You can call me Tyacee, i will be writing fics on this account and i really hope you enjoy them!
Tbh, this one comes from a dream i had and it was actually Yoongi and not JK. However, i am a strong JK bias and therefore am writing it with him. I will be writing more about the other members and Astro members in the future!
Summary; Jungkook is the leader of the biggest biker gang in Korea. He is never interested in people unless they can benefit him in some way. That is until he runs into a girl who is the only person who appears to not be afraid of him. New to Korea, Amalia is an artist who spends most of her days working on her comics at her friend Minhyuks diner who also happens to be Jungkooks favourite hang out spot. What will happen when Jungkooks, a man who's heart seems to be frozen in ice, interest is peeked for the first time since he can remember?
Pairing: Gang leader jk x Tsundere, artist Amalia
Rating: 18+ do not interact if you are a minor!
Genre: Biker gang bts, action, romance, there will be some smutty scenes, violence, humour.
Warnings: potential triggers, blood, violence, criminals, gangs, fights, unrequited love, each chapter will have individual warnings.
word count: 1,371 (future parts will be longer, this is mostly just an intro)
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4
She was always sitting in that same booth. Every day of the week at the same time with her tablet just drawing away. She was very quiet and so he never noticed her even tho him and his gang were regulars at the diner just like she was. The first time she caught his eye was when some thug decided to come onto his turf and try to assault the staff at his favourite diner. He was on his feet ready to step in but then he saw this girl get up from her booth and start whacking the low life with her backpack, which appeared to be filled to brim and heavy. Before he could even do anything, the guy was grabbed by the staff and thrown out. The vermin who thought it was acceptable to pull this little stunt on his turf, was left with a busted lip and a black eye thanks to the woman with the bag and this made him laugh. Who exactly was he tho? The guy standing next to his booth on the opposite end of the small diner. The guy who was staring at the girl in awe after what he had just witnessed.
He walked up to the girl who seemed like the bravest woman he had ever met. She was also very cute and different. She was a foreigner with her long brown hair, big brown eyes covered by glasses and pale white skin. She also had several tattoos on her arm which he liked, as well as a cute nose ring. People stared as he approached her, mouths dropping open as he never approached people without cause and usually, those causes were negative. They all seemed terrified of what would happen to the girl but she just looked up at him with a raised eyebrow and a look that defied his aura of power.
“That was very brave of you what you just did. You could have gotten seriously hurt you know?” He said to her with his signature smirk.
“what’s it to you?” She responded before starting to gather her stuff.
Her response baffled him for a moment before he regained his composure. People always had the same response to him. Either they looked petrified and would back away, or they would do anything to get a piece of him. He knew why, with his shoulder length jet black hair, his many piercings including a lip and eyebrow, and his arm adorned in tattoos, his chiselled jaw and dark eyes, he was incredibly handsome but also very intimidating.
“well I wouldn’t want a pretty girl like you getting hurt on my turf if you know what I mean.” Taking a step closer to her.
“your turf? Who even are you?” She looked at him confused while taking a step back.
Who was he? That was the question. Jeon Jungkook. That was his name. He was the leader of the biggest biker gang in South Korea, called the Bangtan Group. Although he was the youngest of the big 7, he was also the strongest and most intelligent which led him to being in charge fairly quick.
“You don’t know who I am?” He asked, taking a step closer again. Her question surprised him. Everyone around knew who he was.
“Ah Mr. Jeon, pardon my friend, she’s new in town and doesn’t really know about the area much. Please excuse her.” Minhyuk, the owner of the diner, stepped up between them and said to Jungkook with a deep bow.
Usually if anyone would have stepped between him and someone he was interested in they would be on the floor before they could finish their sentence, however Minhyuk was not only the owner of his favourite diner but also someone he respected greatly as well as a family friend. He looked at him and then at the girl and gave her another smirk.
“My name is Jeon Jungkook. You can call me Jungkook, consider that an honour.” He said before spinning on his heel and walking out of the diner followed by the rest of his crew.
The last thing he heard before exiting was a muffled “as if” from the girl. This made him smile. He wasn’t used to people not being afraid of him. This girl was…. refreshing.
He got on his bike and waited for his crew. His second in command, Min Yoongi, arriving by his side first.
“Do you know her?” He asked.
Jungkook thought about the question for a moment before smiling to himself and revving his engine.
“Not yet, but I will.” He replied and drove off, followed by his 6 friends.
As the guys exited the diner, Minhyuk turned quickly to look at the girl.
“Lia, you can’t just talk to him like that!” He said sounding worried.
“why not? He just looks like some kid who thinks he owns the place to me.” She replied, looking out the window at the motorcycles speeding away.
“Thing is, he kind of does. Actually he owns everything and everyone. That was the leader of Bangtan Group.” Minhyuk replied while rubbing his temples which had started to throb with an oncoming headache.
“Ok so? I’m not scared of him. He’s just a person like all of us, he’s not above anybody just cuz he’s the leader of some gang.” She rolled her eyes with the statement.
“Its not just some gang Amalia! Its Bangtan Group! The biggest gang in the country! You very much should be scared of him.” He said sounding exasperated.
At this, Lia just shrugged. She wasn’t going to let herself be intimidated by this bully. She didn’t leave everything, and everyone, behind and move to a whole new country across the world just to be bullied at her only friends diner. That was not her style.
“Anyways, I’m going to head out. I have a deadline and there’s too much going on over here for me to concentrate on my work. Are you ok?” She said looking him up and down.
This made Minhyuk laugh. He met Amalia while he was travelling abroad. The trip was originally supposed to be 2 weeks long until he found an art school that pulled his attention. He decided to leave Korea for 3 years and live abroad. Lia was in his year and most of his classes. She was always quiet and never really spoke to anyone but for some reason he wanted to talk to her as soon as he saw her on the first day. One day he worked up the courage to sit beside her in class and to his surprise she showed him a smile when he did. From there, they started talking and he realized that she was just a very shy person but once she opened up she was very loud and had a surprising attitude to her that he liked very much. She was also the kindest and most loyal person he had ever met which made him want to stay by her side. They became friends very quickly and the day he had to come back to Korea had been a very sad one. However they stayed in touch and over the past year Lia had made plans to move here for reasons she still hasn’t shared with him. Whatever those reasons were, he was over the moon at being reunited with his friend.
“Yeah I’m fine thanks to you and your backpack. What even is in there? It broke his face pretty bad!” He asked.
“Oh you know, just some books. Hardcover.’ She said with a wink ‘Anyways I’ll head out now if you’re fine. See you later!” She gathered her things and waved to him before heading out to catch her bus.
He watched her go and wondered how someone could be so brave. When the low life attacked him, not even his male coworkers came to help but this girl had the courage to stand up against him. Thats what made her shine in his eyes. He knew tho, that when she looked at him it was not in the same way he did her. His heart throbbed before he sighed and got back to work.
So, I watched the new movie 👀
I'm very normal about him, I promise
finally watched across the spider verse and I get it now. Miguel and Hobie I get it
Hobie Brown likes your tattoos.
You were asleep, warm in the comfort of the cushions and pillows of your own bed. With your stomach flat on the mattress and a leg draped on a pillow, it was the position most comfortable to you. You planned to sleep in until late in the afternoon but you flinch once you feel cold rings on your hip.
The shorts you were wearing didn't differ from your underwear, covered the same parts but just had different labels. So the tattoo on your left hip was completely exposed to whoever sees you. You felt the space in front of you dip.
"I didn't expect you here so soon," you mumble, a small smile on your lips as your eyes peek open a slight bit. Though, you didn't need to. You knew who it was from his presence alone.
His fingers continue to trace the outline of your tattoo, staring at it with no other intention than to admire it. "Wasn't s'pposed to." You hear him chuckle. He snuck out again.
"Hobie, at this rate, you'll get fired from your job," you say, trying your best to contain the giggles from the ticklish feeling of his fingers. You know he always did what he wanted and answered to no one but you couldn't help to be a little worried.
"Don't worry 'bout it, love." His hand starts to roam further up — to your other tattoo on the right side of your back, making your tank top rise and your skin crawl from the sudden cold of the steel from his rings. He laughs slightly, watching your shoulders rise from the contact of his accessorized palm on your back. "Most stunning thing I've ever laid my eyes on," he says as he leans to plant a kiss your shoulder.
"You talking about me or the tattoos?" you ask teasingly.
"What, 'gonna make me choose between one or the othe'? A bit cruel, innit?" He jests before his lips move to the space between your shoulder and neck.
A happy sigh leaves your lips as you turn to lay on your back, arms pulling him with you to envelope him in your embrace. "Missed you.."
He grins as he rests on top of you, hands finding their way around your waist and face comfortably at the crook of your neck, savoring your scent. "Missed you, too," he murmurs quietly against your skin.
Ya’ll im ab to start my sophomore year n im so done w ts already.. my body aches
i've been thinking about hobie spiderverse since i came out of the movie theater, about how on a superficial level he acts like every other stereotypically alt character, stealing and instigating and bantering and being chaotic and rebellious and looking Cool™ but on a second look it's so so clear that every single thing he does is motivated by kindness and compassion towards his friends in general and miles in particular, and that's so viscerally truly punk of him
the already famous palm suggestion that makes miles break out of miguel's containment thing. miles initially reads this as condescending but hobie's genuinely trying to help
already he's looking out for miles by trying to keep him away from hq, a place where he knows miles isn't welcome and might be in danger
now, they get to hq and he immediately starts lifting stuff to homebrew a watch for miles, a guy he's known for five minutes (bc you can't convince me he didn't already have a bunch prepped for gwen and the other spider-people he trusts). he even lampshades it with the line above.
he's questioned miles' motives to join the spider society and he knows they're the same as his own: it's literally just to get a watch, to have a means to travel dimentions, to see his friends, to build community. he's already made the decision to grant that ability to miles without subjugating him to the oppressive restrictions and requirements of the spider society. at this point we know he's strongly ideologically opposed to the society and he later in this scene admits he's only there to look out for gwen, just like miles
this one makes me insane. it's a "are you safe at home in your dimension? do you have one? do you need a place to stay?" bc we know he's given one to gwen, who's not safe and does not have nice parents and has been crashing in hobie's dimension for the previous months
and then he tries again to warn miles off the spider society
and when push comes to shove and all the other spider-people are set on stopping miles from going home and changing his timeline he's the only one in miles' corner
btw notice how the palms thing is the first and last thing he says to miles in this film?
anyway. he was in this movie for like 15 minutes tops, showed up exclusively to hype up his friends and protect them by whatever means necessary, adoption papers and illegal interdimensional tech included, and he looked that cool the whole time while doing it. most character ever.
Como estrelas são lá do céu Nosso amor é teu Rapunzel E esse amor vai te guiar Pro teu sonho então se realizar Teu sonho, se realizar 🎶
Barbie como Rapunzel (2002)
DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN.
Ok but imagine this: jimin modeling calvin klein underwear
I just sat there for...apparently 4 1/2 minutes (?) just staring in despair at Jimin and Hobie’s pelvic/hip regions. Dear God, what have I become.
JIMIN PLEASE
E X Q U I S I T E.
cr. qdeoks