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A/N: sooooo after that mama performance of the holy trinity, I felt some type of way. This is the result, enjoy :) ___________________________________________________
Word count: 1.215
Dean started to pace around his dressing room, nervously playing with a tiny velvet box in his hands.
When the door suddenly swings open, he quickly put the box in his pocket, hiding his hands behind his back afraid you had walked in, but as he recognized the faces of his good friends Zico and Crush he immediately relaxed.
“What’re you hiding?” Zico says raising his eyebrow at him.
Crush closes the door behind him as he sits down on one of the nearby couches.
“It’s nothing” Dean says sighing, running his hand through his hair.
He couldn’t recall the last moment he was this nervous. Before performances he got healthy nerves, but the nerves he was feeling right now weren’t good for his blood pressure.
He quickly checked his appearance in the mirror and fixed a piece of hair which was parted from the rest.
“Okay, so you’re acting all kinds of weird bro, what’s going on?” Crush says crossing his arms.
Dean looked at the both of his friends who weren’t going to let his behavior slide. He put his hand in his pocket, revealing the black velvet box, opening it to reveal a 3 karat princess cut diamond ring.
Zico’s mouth dropped to the floor and Crush immediately jumped up from the couch in pure shock.
“W-wh-this? H-when? Who?” Zico stammered.
“(Y/n) obviously, dumbass.” Dean said closing the box again
“You’re asking her? Tonight?” Crush finally said, taking the box again to inspect the ring.
Dean nodded. “Do you think she’ll say yes?” he nervously asked biting on his lower lip
“That’s what you’re worried about? Of course she will.” Zico says putting an arm around Dean’s shoulder, comforting him.
“She’ll be crazy not to say yes to this” Crush says playing with the box.
Dean snatched the box out of his hands. “Don’t play with that, it cost more than my apartment” he frowns.
“No but seriously, you’ve been together for 4 years now, she’s not going anywhere. You’ve been through so much together, there is no way in hell she’ll say no” Crush says sitting back down.
“Yeah, yeah I guess.” ___________________________________________________ “Everybody! Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you all so much for the support you have given me for the past couple of years. This year has been especially precious to me as I got to introduce you all to my beautiful girlfriend (y/n)”
The crowd went wild and all eyes were turned on you. You were shocked at his sudden public outburst of affection, something he rarely did. But given the fact it was your 4-year anniversary, you understood a little.
You get butterflies in your tummy as your boyfriend stares at you lovingly, smiling widely holding out his hand
“Will you please come up on stage with me?” he asked.
Your eyes widen and you furiously start to shake your head, trying to get him to stop whatever he was doing.
Zico laughed through the mic “Ah come on (y/n) don’t leave him hanging”
You stood frozen in your place as you felt thousands of cellphone camera’s pointed to you.
“(y/n)! (y/n)! (y/n)! (y/n)! (y/n)!” Crush chanted to get the crowd going.
They all joined in and with that your legs automatically started moving towards the stage.
As you walk up the stairs onto the stage Crush takes your hand leading you to Dean.
The smile on his face was contagious so you hide your face in with your long sleeves, eyeing the crowd. The ocean of lights was absolutely breathtaking and you heart started to pound harder and harder in your chest.
You had no idea what he was going to do, maybe serenade you? But you could already tell you were going to have a hard time trying not to pass out in front of thousands of people.
Dean took your left hand intertwining your fingers. You were still covering your gigantic smile with your other hand as he never lost eye contact with you.
“Jagi” he sighed
The crowd screamed in response to his voice.
“I just wanted to tell you that you make me so happy” he started.
“aaaaaaaaaaawwhhh” Crush said teasingly.
“Give me a moment guys” Dean joked to his friends who were standing next to the two of you, with their arms around each others shoulders, and with that you knew something else was up.
Dean smiled at you sweetly. “We have been through more then anyone can imagine in the short 5 years we’ve known each other and the 4 years we’ve been dating, I literally fell in love with my best friend and I don’t know what I did to deserve you” he says sighing and looking down.
Tears start to prickle your eyes at his sudden confession. You love him so much it’s almost annoying.
“With every choice I make I think of you, you just make me a better version of myself and I don’t know what I would do without you”
The crowd was silent but all of the flashlights were still focused on the two of you.
You looked around the crowd, people were looking behind you so your eyes followed.
A picture of you and Dean smiling at each other was displayed on a huge screen. You’ve never seen that picture before, but it was already your favorite picture of the two of you together.
You both looked truly happy and carefree. Something you wish to always be.
“That” he said pointing to the picture. “Is how I feel every single time I lay my eyes on you.”
He let go of your hand and from there on out everything went by so fast.
He got on one knee, revealing a black velvet box, opening it for you.
You were in complete and utter shock. You would have never seen this coming, as Dean didn’t seem like the type to feel the need to claim you with marriage.
Of course you’ve talked about it, but never in a serious matter, and since this was happening, he was down on one knee in front of you showing you such a beautiful ring held by the most beautiful man, you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing anymore.
How did you become so lucky? How did this even happen? Where did those 4 years of your life go, because to you your relationship with him never got old.
Every time you see him you fall in love all over again. You don’t know why but you were always a little self conscious about yourself, thinking he could find a better girlfriend, but this just took all of that insecurity away.
He wanted you. No. He needed you. And he is all you need as well.
“(y/n) would you make me the happiest man alive?” he smiled up at you.
“Will you marry me?” he says not believing he actually said those words out loud.
Your tears were streaming down your face as you kneel down with him, taking his face between your hands, placing a sloppy kiss on his lips, nodding, resting your forehead against his.
“Yes”
The crowd goes wild.
Zico and Crush started to jump around the stage like happy babies.
“Yes” you repeated.
Dean’s face lit up and he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you in for one of his bear hugs as he kissed the top of your head.
“I love you so much jagiya, forever.”
“I love you too, forever” you say sniffling into his chest.
That, was the start of forever.
Boyfriend Dean: Moodboard 5/??
This daddy will use aegyo to make you smile and eventually talk to him. But please don’t fight with him. He already has to deal with 11,*silent sobs* 8 idiots everyday so please have mercy on him.
he ain’t goin down without a fight bro. “Geulae, two can play this game.”
Yi Xing? Why would you ever fight with a fluffy unicorn?
You think that you will be giving him the silent treatment? Oh, no. It’s the other way around.
At first he will be like “ oh no u didn’t.” but he is a sweetheart so he will soon apologize.
He will cry so don’t give him the silent treatment. Don’t even fight with him. Homie is ugly when he cries.
the kid is gonna stare right into your soul until u talk to him.
“I don’t need you. I got chicken.”
This little brat? He will either whine or aegyo u to death. or maybe even both. he danger bro.
“Waee?“
or “jagiyaaaa”
**I don’t own the gifs*
Xiumin:
Luhan:
Kris
Suho
Lay
Baekhyun
Chen
Chanyeol
D.O./ Kyungsoo
Tao
Kai
Sehun
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honestly i just wanted to try writing like this
and this was the first concept that came into my mind
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genre | badboy au, gang au. summary | she doesn’t know him but the hazard growing around him like a freshly watered bush was definitely something she noticed about jeon jeongguk. warnings | mention of drugs. word count | 5717.
The slick material of the leather jacket dared to get wet by your sweating hands as you waited for the door to be opened; your cheeks painted in a rose tone again when you thought of how many days you were behind on returning the jacket. But it wasn’t entirely your fault - you have never expected the jacket to smell as good as it did and it was hard separating yourself from the very odorous material, even though it wasn’t yours and the action of pressing your nose against alien fabric was strange, weird even.
But the scent was fading now and you truly felt like a hypocrite because you only returned the jacket to its rightful owner when it lost its scent - you weren’t surprised at all; you might have been feeling bashful but you didn’t expect different from your naturally curious and intrusive behaviour.
What acting project is Yixing going to have in 2017? Thank you.
movie with huang bo
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the prompt: can I request a donghyuck fluff scenario, can it be set like in high-school and you’re a year older so often come over to help mark study at the dorms which is when he sees you!! and he’s really nervous around you & the older boys notice except mark
words: 1309
category: fluff
author note: if haechan doesn’t get off my bias list i am going to slap someone the boy has been looking too good lately. i feel like i suddenly realized i love my best friend since childhood. anyway i thought this was cute so enjoy!
- destinee
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The first time Donghyuck saw you, he realized what people mean when they say love at first sight. If love was sweaty palms, forgetting how to speak, and a heartbeat so loud it could lead an army into battle.
He was at the dorms, trying to complete his never ending pile of homework, when he heard Mark laughing at something. He heard a softer voice as well, and he just assumed it was another one of Mark’s endless study buddies, since the boy didn’t know how to stop befriending everyone.
It was okay at first, until the laughter got too loud for Donghyuck to focus. He must’ve read the same page five times through before he realized he would never be able to understand the content with two disrespectful people on the other side of the wall.
He sighed, and with an annoyed groan rolled off the bed he had been studying on. It was actually Taeyong’s bed, since his room was the quietest and easiest to work in.
Tucking a pencil behind his ear, Donghyuck walked into the kitchen. Just as he opened his mouth to scold his older friend, he saw you and his mouth suddenly went dry. Like sawdust had covered his tongue and rendered him mute for the next five minutes.
“Are we bring to loud?” Mark asked.
Donghyuck could only nod.
“Sorry,” Mark said. “We were just celebrating since both Y/n and I passed our exams.”
Y/n?
Donghyuck and you made awkward eye contact. You tucked a stray lock of hair behind your eye and muttered a small hello.
Donghyuck couldn’t breathe. A thousand Arabian horses ran through his ribs, shaking him into backing away and retreating into the safety of Taeyong’s room.
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“We’re home with food!” Taeyong yelled for all the dorm to hear.
High school and college aged boys came out of the woodwork, all abandoning their studies for some well-needed nourishment.
“Where’s Donghyuck?” Taeil asked, setting down some more takeout boxes.
“He was in Taeyong’s room,” Mark said.
Taeil and Taeyong exchanged a look. They knew Donghyuck found comefort in the elder boys’ room, so it was probable that he was having difficulty with something. Although, it was just as probable that he simply wanted to take a nap without the two energetic freshmen named Jisung and Chenle to wake him up.
“I’ll go get him,” Taeyong volunteered.
He entered his room to see Donghyuck studying hard over his science textbook. “Food is here.”
“I’m not hungry,” the younger boy muttered softly.
Taeyong took the chance to sit on his bed and pat Donghyuck on the shoulder, “Is something wrong?”
Donghyuck turned around and positioned himself to look at Taeyong, a look of annoyance on his face. “I can’t breathe. I feel like I’m drowning in the deepest ocean and it’s all her fault because I was fine until I looked into her eyes and now I can’t seem to think about anything but her.”
Taeyong was impressed. Donghyuck had never shown so much emotion for someone at one time before. “Have you told her that you like her?”
“I haven’t even talked to her,” Donghyuck said in an are-you-kidding-me-type of voice. “She’s Mark’s age and she might like him.”
“What if she likes you?” Taeyong said encouragingly. “What if she felt the same way you did when you looked at her.”
Donghyuck fell onto his stomach, hiding his face in Taeyong’s pillows, “That is absolutely impossible since I am wearing the equivalent of a trash bag and she was wearing tumblr aesthetic blog clothes. Those don’t go together.”
“First of all,” Taeyong held up his pointer finger, “I’m going to pretend I know what that is.” He held up a second finger, “Second of all, have some confidence in yourself. You’re on the coolest dance team in Seoul. Where’s that confidence?”
“Down the toilet with my dignity,” the boy said, his voice muffled by the soft fabric.
“Alright my overdramatic friend,” Taeyong pulled him up by the shoulders. “You have to eat, still. If you don’t, you’ll never have the energy you need to grow.”
Donghyuck rolled his eyes and stood up to get food. “Yes, Mom.”
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Mark was oblivious to a lot of things. Mostly because he was busy and had a time-consuming schedule that allowed little time for an analysis of his surroundings.
But the fact that he couldn’t see Donghyuck’s crush was just ridiculous.
Donghyuck decided to make an effort to try and get to know you better, but Mark seemed to always get in the way.
For instance, when you and Donghyuck were chemistry partners for combined chemistry, he pretended to have forgotten his textbook so the two of you could share.
Mark, one row ahead of him, turned around with a friendly smile. “I brought a spare that you can use.”
“That’s helpful,” you quipped, elbowing Donghyuck playfully. “Now we don’t have to share.”
“Right…” he said, bitterly thanking Mark for the textbook.
The more tests you and Mark had, the more you would come over to the dorms. Each of the boys knew you and vice versa, so it was never awkward.
Haechan hated those hours you spent at the dorms. Half of him wanted to see you, but the more listened-to half decided he should stay in his bedroom and not make a complete fool of himself in front of you.
The other boys noticed of course. At least the older ones, who could all remember their first crushes and how nervous they were.
They eventually convinced you one night to stay for a movie, so that they could set a plan in motion.
As soon as the movie started, Doyoung sighed, “I could really use some popcorn right now.”
“How many bowls would we all need?” Hansol asked before doing a head count.
“Four bowls,” Johnny answered. “Want to get those for us, Donghyuck.”
The poor boy jumped at his name he was so nervous. He was thrilled to get away from you for a few minutes, even if it was just to pop popcorn. “Sure.”
“Oh,” Yuta sighed, “Four bowls is a lot so someone else should go with you.”
Ten nodded from beside the Japanese boy, “Why don’t you go with him, Y/n?”
You, a casual and laid back person up for anything, agreed. “Alright.”
Mark suddenly pushed you back onto the couch. “Y/n’s a guest, guys. I’ll help Donghyuck with the popcorn.”
All of the older boys groaned and threw their heads back simultaneously.
You began to text someone while waiting for the popcorn. “I know what you guys are trying to do.”
Sicheng choked on his water, causing Kun to hit him harshly on the back.
“You do?” Jaehyun asked after shaking his head at the other two.
“Of course.” A soft blush played on your cheek. “You’re trying to set Donghyuck and I up.”
“Yeah, well it’s not our fault Mark keeps ruining it,” Taeyong pouted.
“I think it’s funny,” you said.
“Do you like Donghyuck?” Sicheng asked.
“Of course I do,” you answered.
You were too busy looking at your phone to notice Donghyuck and Mark had returned to the living room.
Donghyuck’s cheeks were red as he passed out the bowls of popcorn to everyone.
“Sit by me,” you said confidently, patting the seat beside you. All of the boys watched you, impressed with the way you handled the situation.
Donghyuck eventually relaxed as the movie began to play. The humor of the movie drowned out the anxiety of having you next to him. He was also relieved that you, too, liked him back.
He didn’t even blush that much when you slipped your hand into his.
“Wow,” Mark said quietly, shoveling popcorn into his mouth. “Didn’t see that one coming.”
Doyoung slapped him.
~the end~
“Oppa,” “jinjja,” “sarang,” “gomawoyo,” “unnie,” “oetteoke,” and every single other single word that you know in Korean and use entirely outside the context of the rest of the Korean language is a total bastardizaton of it. There are subtleties and nuances to the language which you neglect and essentially illustrate are unimportant to you when you use these words because you want to sound cute or use the language as a fad. This applies to the addition of “-eu” at the ends of words to mock Korean pronunciation. Asian ethnicities in general (and many others) have been historically and contemporarily mocked and ridiculed for their pronunciation, while English speakers are praised for speaking one sentence improperly and with poor pronunciation. It’s Eurocentric and it’s bullshit and accessorizing other languages just contributes to it. It’s treating the language and culture half-heartedly, as something unimportant, at least not important enough to you to actually invest time in properly understanding. It is disrespectful and cursory. It’s the same shit that happens with Japanese language. Either take the time to learn the language or use your own. You don’t get to pick random words you don’t fully understand, nor do you, as non-Koreans, get to use relationship words such as “oppa” and “unnie” which denote cultural relationship stratifications which you are just not a part of if you are not Korean. Please respect the language and the culture and stop reducing it to some sort of commodity.
“Cultural appropriation is the adoption or use of elements of one culture by members of another culture. Cultural appropriation is seen as controversial, even harmful, notably when the cultural property of a minority group is used by members of the dominant culture without the consent of the members of the originating culture; this is seen as misappropriation and a violation of intellectual property rights. According to critics of the practice, cultural (mis)appropriation differs from acculturation, assimilation, or cultural exchange in that the “appropriation” or “misappropriation” refers to the adoption of these cultural elements in a colonial manner: elements are copied from a minority culture by members of the dominant culture, and these elements are used outside of their original cultural context—sometimes even against the expressed, stated wishes of representatives of the originating culture.”
This is the difference between telling a non-English speaker to learn English or leave the country and telling an English speaker to bother to learn whichever language it is they want to participate in beyond a casual, single word usage that misappropriates what the word means or intends.
Yuta 2017 V-day Card ;))
(Hopefully no one did this lol I’m not very creative)
Bar tender: what do you want to drink?
Jisung: H2O on the rocks. Extra lemon.
Bar tender: ok
Jisung: oh wait!! Make it sprite I’m feeling a little crazy today
can they all plEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD be put in a unit together???? ALSO THEIR DANCING IS SO SHARP ?????
I’m so jealous of this Y/N person, like they always get to kiss and hug the person i like 😫, and sometimes they fight with that person I like and get all moody and bratty but the person I like forgives them in the end. Like you lucky bitch, fuck you.
Oh. My. God. was the first hthing that came to his mind when he saw the unfamiliar ceiling above him and your sleeping figure next to him. But first things first: Jin checks wether he still has some clothes on or not. Luckily he still wears some. Next step: Checking his phone to recall the events of last night. But there is almost nothing except some stupid pictues Jimin and Taehyung had made. Jin sighed and decided to wake up up, hoping to get a few more information from you.
It took a long time for Yoongi to wake up at all. When he finally woke up, you were already up and awake. First he just stares at the unfamiliar person standing a little far in front of a wardrobe, that didn’t belong to him either. The confusion is big, and as he tries to figure out how he end up here he realized a big black hole in his memories. Groaning and growling he sat himself up and started talking to you with a “Hey you!”. Hopefully you had some coffee!
Hoseok woke up with your face right above his, staring into his eyes. After the obligatory fearful scream he was actuslly pretty chill. You two formally introduced yourself again and tried to fill up the holes you both had in your memories from last nights events. Later you two decided to have a nice breakfast and Hoseok told the other boys about his whereabouts.
Namjoon wakes up, sees you and his surrodings and thinks: Where the fuck am I and who the fuck is this?. The fact that he has no answer for this questions bothers him more than the fact that he is lying in the same bed as the sleeping figure of you. He tries to recall last nights events or at least the name of the person lying next to him, but there is nothing but emptiness where those memories should be. When you moved and woke up, Namjoon decided it would be best to talk to you about it, even though it could get a little awkward.
Jimin probably was so drunk last night he thought it would be a good idea to start flirting with you. But now when he was lying next to you he became flustered. He couldn’t recall anything from last night. In his panic he decided to call Taehyung, to get him to save Jimin. Of course Taehyung had to scream as soon as he picked up the phone, which woke you up. Jimin’s plan of vanishing without you noticing was destroyed. Now he had to talk to you, which wasn’t so bad after all, but it was still uncomfortable to him.
This boy is awake before you are and already had breakfast when you finally came back from the dead woke up. He lies next to you so he could look at your face so the first thing you saw was him aross from you, with a bag of chips. “Hi! I am Taehyung. Apparently I’ve spent the night here. Sooo who are you?” You didn’t know if you should like the sight or if you should be scared. But that was of no interest to him. “Do you know what happened last night?”
Jungkook wakes up and is oblivious to the fact that this bed is not his bed and that this room is not his room. So he is utterly confused when he sees you stepping into the room because hey wHY IS THIS GIRL IN MY ROOM. A few seconds later he realizes that this is in fact not his room and not his bed. He jumps up as if he was stung by a bee, which catches your attention. “Oh! You’re awake! Is you headache as bad as mine?” Instead of an answer you are hit with a “Who are you?”. This explaining is going to take a while.
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wow look at me working hard!
This is the first BTS Scenario on my blog wohoo!
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Description: “But it’s time to face the truth. I will never be with you.”
Genre: Angst // Smut (This is probably the definition of emotional rollar coaster)
Pairing: Oh Sehun x Reader
I never before had been so conflicted about ripping a piece of paper up. I thought I never wanted to hear from him again, but when he showed up at the door…something changed. Was he being serious? I must’ve stared at the piece of paper for hours. The more important question, however, was what exactly did he want from me? I spent the next week debating on whether or not to text him.
What we do for kpop groups
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Buy their albums
Talk about them 24/7
Screw up our sleeping schedules
Constantly feeling proud of them
Save a lot of pictures of them


