The Visitation, Walnut, paint, gilding, rock-crystal cabochons inset in gilt-silver mounts, c. 1310-20 // by Master Heinrich of Constance (German, active in Constance, ca. 1300) by Miguel Catalan

Hi everyone and lovely starlights! I can’t believe I reached 4,000 followers! It’s my 4th follow forever already! Recently, my life has changed so much, I finally got a job and I don’t have much time to post or make gifs like before :( Thank God we have weekends haha! Well, first of all I would like to thank all of my followers! I’m so thankful you noticed my blog :) Then, I would like to thank my mutual friends for texting and supporting me all the time! You really made me happy last year and of course you’re still making me happy this year, too! Sharing our interests and talking about our 6 adorable dorks is very important to me! A big thank you to all VIXX gif makers who make my dash beautiful and support VIXX! So, it’s time to mention my favourite blogs! I love you all!

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@achahakyeon @alovelystarlight @amaltamale-blog @angeltheangelsangel @animeart17kpop @animeotaku08 @around-vixx @asianpoprockstar @at-taekwoons-mercy @ayoghosty @bikksu @bfwonsik @burnt-enough-starlight @bigseuegsobtob @beautiful-lair-1990 @banannamilk @bunny-hyuk @byu1bit @brieannakeogh @brekineee @beanhongbin @blackmamma1110 @chahakyeo @chahakyeonn @cha-inyeon @chalight @chasassyeon @chavixx @ch-y @chyogi @cinnamon-roll-leo @coffeeprinceleo @coffee-prince-leo @cookiekpoplover23 @danger06 @darkest-angels @darkfoxvixx @darknesskai @deathbyvixx @destroy-hakyeon @diamondacequeen @diciana @dokyuml @dolbaekees @fyeah-vixx @eikaaprincess @elializareli @elisastarlight @elletastic96 @elvencantation @enyze @estrellada66 @fairy-taekwoon @fan-girl-zone @forever-a-starlight-mar-mar @forever-vixx @fthyung @fychakyeon @fywontaek

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@galaxymagick @german-vixx-leo-fan @glamournessmygod @glorious-soobooty @gothshik@gotvixxtheofficial @gotxx @gyeoulsoldat @hadeshik @hakyeon-etc @hakyeon-go-go @hakyeonsass @hakyeons-fabulous-forehead @halfmoon6748 @hamjisinset @hansanghyuked @hansanghyuks @hellojungleo @hemoglobiniseverywhere @hongbin-gifs @hongbin-my-king @hongbins-wife @hong-buns @hong-butt @hongbyn @hongqueen @hongtits @hugbin @huntingfire2001 @hush-haveuseenher @hyogbin @hyukgifs @hyukkiesdeliveryservice @hyuks-pink-turtleneck @hyvked @i-love-vixxxx @ilyhakyeon @i-wontaek-your-shit @jaehwaniverse @jaehwans-thighs @jongtaekwoon @joycabildo24 @jrocklover90 @juliasaucedo16 @justbeingmerightnow2 @just-leo001 @kenbinnie @kenihavehongbin @killthedemoninsideyou @kimseoulhoe @kim-wonshik-killed-me @kingravi @kitty-bunny-light-me-up @kongsook @k-ws

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Today and Forever

Ok I’m finally getting around to writing this! Thanks to @a-broke-in-heart for the prompt, I’m actually a really big fan (phan) (i’m sorry) of this one and I can’t wait to get started!

Word Count: 1310

~October 15, 2022~

Dan’s POV

The wedding is in a week. I’m freaking out. A lot. It’s not that I don’t want to get married. Although marriage is really just a social construct, I love Phil, and Phil wants to do it. I don’t need a document or ceremony to say I love Phil, but he thinks we do, and that means we do. 

However, if we must have a ceremony, I might as well make it as fun as I can. I proposed to Phil on his birthday in January, and ever since then I’ve been trying to piece together the perfect vows. It’s like a puzzle. There are so many pieces, and so many of them feel like they fit. But only one piece fits in a specific place. I love so many things about Phil, but I can only put them together perfectly in one way. The most important part, however, is that Phil doesn’t know.

Phil really wants this wedding to be perfect, and I’m going to make my contribution: an amazing surprise with the vows I’ve been working on for months. I’ve finally gotten them perfect and I can’t wait to read them to Phil. With the wedding only a few days away, I’m trying to memorize my vows in my room (yet another part of the perfect surprise) when I’m suddenly interrupted.

“Hey Dan, what are you up to?” 

I jump at Phil’s abrupt appearance, dropping the index cards with my vows written on them all over the floor. I scramble to pick them up before Phil sees any of the writing, and set them on my bedside table. “Fuck, Phil. You scared me.”

“Working on your vows?”

“What? No. I’m preparing my next danisnotonfire video. I’m just gonna wing it with the vows.”

“Wing it? How can you wing it on something this important!?”

“It’ll be fine. It’ll be better than fine.”

“You promise?”

“I promise.”

Phil sighs. “Fine, but if you mess up the wedding, we’re getting a divorce.” Phil softly hit me on the arm before walking out. I let out a deep breath. That was close. 

~October 18th, 2022~

Tomorrow. The wedding is tomorrow. I’m freaking out even more now. I’ve completely memorized my vows, yet I still don’t feel ready. I read over them one last time in the mirror before going out to the living room. I promised Phil I’d watch a movie with him tonight after my live show. It gives me less time to prepare, but as I said, I’d do anything for Phil. 

I walk into the living room still trying to change my head from wedding preparation mode to domestic time with Phil mode. I find Phil pacing the room nervously. “Phil, what’s wrong?”

“Dan, we’re not ready. You haven’t rehearsed vows, I’m a nervous wreck, and the possibilities of things that can go wrong are endless! And nobody’s gonna come. Why did we have it on a Wednesday, Dan? What is wrong with us?”

“Phil, calm down. My vows will be great, you’re going to be fine, the rehearsal dinner yesterday went perfectly fine, and everyone RSVP’d. They’re going to show up.”

“I guess you’re right…” Phil looks like a sad puppy but then the fear returns to his eyes. “But what if someone gets sick? What if they lose the rings? What if-” 

I cut Phil off the best way I know how: kissing him. I softly press my lips to his, and he kisses back. After a few all too short seconds, I lean back. “Better?” 

“Much.” Phil smirk. “Is that the way you’re going to kiss me tomorrow?” 

I grin back at him. “Tomorrow and for the rest of our lives.”

We curl up on the couch, seeming to have forgotten about the movie we planned to watch. “Dan, you always seem to know how to make me feel better. I love you.” 

“I love you too.” I run my fingers through his jet-black hair until he falls asleep in my lap. I stand up, gently resting his head on a pillow. I smile down at the beautiful boy sleeping on the couch. “Tomorrow…” I whisper, planting a kiss on Phil’s forehead. He smiles at me in his sleep and I return to my room to rehearse my vows one last time. 

~October 19, 2022~

Phil’s POV

I’m so nervous. Dan’s going to come down the aisle any second. I haven’t seen him all morning, as it is tradition, and it’s making me really anxious. Being without Dan for even a few hours messes with my head. I look around the park. We decided to have our wedding in the park, just like Dil and Tabitha’s. Everything around me reminds me of Dil and Tabitha’s wedding. The only difference is me. 

Luckily, Dan was right about people showing up. An RSVP is pretty solid, I guess. Maybe having the wedding on a Wednesday wasn’t that bad of an idea after all. It is a pretty important date. I find it hard to believe. 13 whole years ago today, Dan and I first met in person. And now, we’re finally getting married. 

Suddenly, the music starts to play. Since neither of us is a bride, I did allow us to waver from tradition just this once. l smile as the pianist plays Interrupted by Fireworks and Dan emerges from behind a makeshift wall. He’s wearing nothing but black, as I’d expect from him, except for a single blue rose in his suit pocket. His hair is naturally curled, the way only I’ve seen it, and he has a smile wider than even I’ve ever seen. 

I find tears falling down my cheeks. The experience is just too overwhelming for me. The love of my life, looking beautiful as ever, is walking down the aisle to the tune of Interrupted by Fireworks to get married to me. It’s so powerful the tears are forced to fall. 

The boy stops in front of me and takes my hand, smiling. I stare hopelessly into his eyes. I love him more than I thought possible. All I notice is his eyes, as I almost mindlessly read my vows off the index cards I had hidden in my pocked. Then Dan begins to say his vows. The fear creeps back into my stomach. He’s winging it. I quickly remind myself that he said he’s got this, and I trust him. The fear rooted in my stomach lets up a bit. 

“Phil…” Dan looks into my eyes. I try to listen instead of becoming mesmerized by his eyes again. “It’s been 13 years. 13 years since I met you. 13 years since I hugged you. 13 years since I loved you, and I couldn’t love you any more. 13 years is a long time you know. There’s time for a teenager to fall hopelessly in love. There’s time for a young boy to feel alone in the world. There’s time for worldwide travels. There’s time for three houses, two cities, and two dogs. But there’s only time for one love, Phil. And that’s you. Thirteen years ago it was you, today it’s you, and it will be you forever. Today and forever.” 

Dan smiles at me and I repeat his phrase back at him, taking his hands in mine. “Today and forever.” 

We turn to the priest beside of us that neither of us have really bothered to notice until now. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husbands. You may kiss the groom.”

Dan smirks at me as I lean in and press my lips to his. I can sense the love in this kiss. It’s not the same love as it used to be. It’s a new, undying love. I can tell this is only the beginning for us. Today and forever.


Part 2

Pairing: EXO Chanyeol X Reader X Baekhyun

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 1310

A/N so I’ve decided to do this in parts just bc… why not lol


The garden party had buzzed with anticipation – the problem was, you’d had no idea what for. Chanyeol, your best friend, was hosting the party. It was a summer evening; the sun was setting while pockets of light were strung between the trees of Chanyeol’s large back garden. There were many tables scattered on the lawn, picnic chairs tucked neatly under them. The sizzle of the barbecue merged with the gentle murmuring and laughs of the guests. A soft smell of cooking meat floated throughout the garden; Chanyeol’s friends Kyungsoo and Jongin were in charge of the food. It was common for Chanyeol to host parties and you’d agreed to go without hesitation.

After all, you were in love with him. Tall, handsome and with a personality no one else could ever surpass, you’d fallen for him years ago. You’d grown up with him and watched him shape and mature into the man in his twenties which he was today. The only issue was that he had a girlfriend. And you couldn’t even bring yourself to dislike her; she was lovely. Ara and Chanyeol were almost perfect, you completely understood their attraction towards each other. Yet you couldn’t shake off the idea that you and Chanyeol yourselves would be a match made in heaven. Couldn’t anyone else see quite how close you and Chanyeol really were? The overly touchy-feely best friends that would irritate any normal girl – but for some reason – Ara didn’t mind. It almost annoyed you, you wanted her to be jealous.

The only other person aware of your suffering was Baekhyun. Chanyeol’s closest male friend and another of your best friends. The two of you had been playing a casual game of Truth or Dare one day, and after asking whether you’d marry, kiss or avoid Chanyeol, Baekhyun himself and Jongin, he’d easily worked out that you had a crush on his friend. That was before Chanyeol had even met Ara, and Baekhyun had been there for you throughout each step of their relationship, comforting you when they had first become official.

You’d opted to wear a pretty, flowy, summery dress that hung above your knees. Your hair was styled specifically for the party, and Baekhyun had earlier found some flowers for you, asking Ara to weave them into your hair.

You hadn’t realised the garden party was going to be a step far too tall for you to reach. You’d be giving Chanyeol away. Everyone had suddenly voluntarily gathered under the open marquee. You had a glass of champagne in your hand and curiously made your way over - suspecting Chanyeol was going to make a clichéd speech of some sort - where you settled next to Jongdae, another of Chanyeol’s friends. You weren’t sure what was happening, but everyone seemed to have made a circle around Chanyeol and Ara.

Suddenly Chanyeol was down on one knee and clasping Ara’s left hand in his own.

“…and I just can’t imagine a life without you. Ara, will you marry me?” Squeals of delight, gasps and cheers erupted around the marquee, even the flames of the barbecue seemed to crackle in approval. You did your best to stop spitting out the champagne in your mouth. You had to place your glass down on the table to your left, gripping onto it so tensely it felt like your knuckles were going to protrude out your skin.

Jongdae’s cheers of joy echoed in your ear and he turned to look at you, grinning widely.

“Aren’t you just so happy for them?” His smile faded slightly as he noticed your condition, gripping onto the table for support while your skin had become an uneasy white. His brows furrowed in concern. “Are you okay?” You choked into your hand, still covering your lips as you spun around. You caught Baekhyun’s eyes for a moment, before weaving your way out the tent and leaving the rest of the crowd to cheer in happiness as Chanyeol slid the shimmering ring onto his new fiancée’s hand.

You’d been able to handle them as boyfriend and girlfriend, but engaged? You’d lived in the reassurance that one day they’d break up, that you’d be there for Chanyeol and he’d suddenly come to his senses, acknowledging your feelings for him and reciprocating them. But now there was no chance; it was plainly a schoolgirl fantasy. You jogged into his house, finding the upstairs bathroom and locking the doors before letting the tears fall. You’d been in this room a thousand times, staying at Chanyeol’s was something you’d often done.

You’d just been there a few minutes, sitting on the floor with your back to the door, before you heard footsteps dashing up the stairs and a familiar out of breath voice.

“Y/N?” Baekhyun. He knocked at the door. “Y/N, are you in there?” You swallowed.


“Are you okay?” You sniffed in response, your head falling into your hands as you cried.

Baekhyun’s heart broke when he heard your muffled sobs. He let his body slide down to the carpet, where he sat in the same position to you, back to back.

“Did you know about this?” you asked, wiping away a tear. Baekhyun was silent for a moment.


“You knew about it all along? Chanyeol told you he was going to propose? Why didn’t he tell me? I’m his best friend!” you spluttered, rambling in distress.

“Open the door before you get mad and break something.” Baekhyun ordered. You were still for a moment before reaching up to the lock and clicking it open. You scooted to the side where you came into contact with the bathtub, using that to lean your back against instead.

Soft dark eyes met yours. They held pity, sorrow, guilt and something else that you couldn’t quite grasp. He sighed as he sat down next to you, stretching his long legs out parallel to yours.

“Why wouldn’t he tell me something like that?” you mumbled, letting your head fall to the side, landing on Baekhyun’s shoulder. He flinched before uncertainly bringing a hand up to your head and gently stroking your hair. You stayed like that for a while, he was your shoulder to cry on, a comfortable silence sans for your soft tears on his jacket. “Why are they getting married so fast? Does Chanyeol know what he’s doing? Does he really even love her?” You drew back, regarding Baekhyun’s irises which were eyeing your tear stained cheeks.

“Y/N… Chanyeol’s choices are his own, and if he wants to get married, then… There’s nothing you can do.” Baekhyun sighed. You blinked, another tear running down your skin. He half smiled, reaching to wipe it away. “Please stop crying,” he whispered.

“But maybe if… if Chanyeol had just told me before proposing, I could have stopped this,” you returned, your trembling voice as quiet as his.

“Y/N, no. You couldn’t, and you shouldn’t. Chanyeol loves Ara.” You seemed to zone out, not listening to his harsh words and instead allowing spiteful feelings to brew inside you.

“In fact –” you cut him off, “you could have told me. You know how I feel about Chanyeol, why couldn’t you tell me and I could have put a stop to this!” you accused, rising to your feet. Baekhyun stood up with you and gripped your wrists in his own hands. You fought back for a moment, until after a moment’s hesitation, he pulled you roughly into his chest and held you in place with steel arms. You proceeded to cry further into his chest; his warm biceps locked around you, managing to comfort you.

“It hurts doesn’t it,” he began, his chin resting on your head, “when you love someone but they just don’t notice it.”


Chapter 1 | 2 |

Member - Yoongi x reader

Genre - Angst, Fluff, (future) smut

Word count - 4.8K

Summary - In a world where humanity was overruled by science, where everything not ordinary was shunned, where sympathy was an abstract concept, you found him. He, who was extraordinary in a way the world could never see. He, who did not want to become who the world wanted him to be. He, who was called Min Yoongi.

But your job? You job was to break him. To make him into something more ‘decent’ from the ‘unwanted creature’ he was seen as. Your job was to make him fall before what the world wanted. Not fall for him yourself.

But you see, human nature is funny.

It does exactly what it’s not supposed to

Originally posted by taecheol

You looked at the case file in your hand with nervous excitement tingling through you.

It was no ordinary file and no ordinary case. It was the record of one of the rarest cases in the history of mankind. A case which had been deemed hypothetical, something that only filled the pages of textbooks until just 15 years ago the first of this type was spotted, in a remote village in barren the landscapes of Ireland. It was a young female in her early teens who had mysteriously died days after being identified. After her, a handful of such people had been discovered but they either died or disappeared days after being found. Years later, he was the first ever case to be discovered and admitted in an institute. And he was your patient, your case to handle. This could just be the biggest breakthrough of your career.

Min Yoongi, read the name on the file.

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Overnight- M.C. Imagine:

can I get a 154 w my main Monty please? btw better than porn owns my soul

And #154 is:
“There’s only one bed…”

Warnings: mild language, pervy Monty, obscene gesture, and implication of sex and sexual favors
Word Count: 225
Reader x Montgomery de la Cruz

Wattpad: spikedcherrycola🍒

“Atkins, Walker: room 1309.” said Heyman as I stood with my cheer bag and duffle
“De la Cruz, Y/L/N, room 1310.” said Coach Heyman
“Wait, but I am chick.” I said
“Yeah well we’re doing this co-ed style because we don’t have enough rooms for every cheerleader.” he says
“Should have sold more dollar Valentine’s.” Montgomery said
“Fuck off Montgomery.” I say and roll my eyes, giving him the finger and take the room key
We walk into the room and flip on the light.
“There’s only one bed!” I exclaim
“Looks like we are sharing a bed.” Montgomery says
“Hell no! I’ll sleep in the bathtub for that matter.” I say

I shower and brush my teeth as Monty is already settled in bed.
“Just great.” I huff
I walk over to the bed and climb in, as Montgomery places his arm on my waist.
“Don’t even think about it de la Cruz.” I warn
“How about you crawl under the blanket and give me a little sucky suck.” Montgomery chuckles
“In your dreams Montgomery.” I laugh
“Or I can..” I cut him off
“Put your hands anywhere in my shorts de la Cruz and you’re dead.” I say
“Oh come on y/n.” Montgomery says
“I mean it Montgomery.” I huff
“Well good night then.” he huffs and turns over


Hello Suga Loves,

I want to tell you about my gold mine experience tonight from tinder bitches!. So i matched with this guy he’s black we shall call him London because that’s where he’s from. I see his pics and he dresses well and every photo he got a new car. So we exchanged numbers blah blah skipping over he tells me “what do you think I want from you and be honest” me playing dumb I’m like “you want companionship while you’re here , right?!” I know exactly what this motherfucka want. He’s hinting at sex but is trying to say he doesn’t want anything from me 🙄. I don’t like when people beat around the bush like if you want sex be upfront about it! But he’s acting all innocent like I’m not gonna do anything with you, I’m gonna follow your lead. Something in my gut was telling me something isn’t right, the way he was talking as if he didn’t want sex but kept bringing it up. Then we start texting and he’s like I want to give you cash to go shopping . I’m like 👀👂🏼so he tells me to take a cab and he will give me the money, I don’t trust it because a cab from me to him would have been like $60 and if shit went left I would’ve been assed out 60 bucks, so a bitch took the train close enough and then took a cab for $10 😩. So I get there he puts $1300 in my bag yes hoes I repeat $1300 we get it poppin and I’m currently in a cab on my way home. I left my house with $10 in my bag and my debit card I kid you not, and come back with $1310 lmao. 07-22-16

I’m a thick bitch with cellulite , we all have a chance in all shapes and sizes.

Happy hoeing!!


etsyfindoftheday | wedding week 2017 | 6.15.17

DAY TWO: floral wedding finds
featuring: floral headpiece + veil by mignonnehandmade