((WHOAAAAAA THIS BLOG REACHED OVER 1100+ FOLLOWERS!! Thank you so much everyone for your love and support ;__;; Ahhhh I’m happy that everyone is enjoying this blog as much as I am!! Have a copic doodle of Tamaki eating cake to celebrate!))
((Ahhhh this took longer than I intended to finish but here we go! Seriously, it always surprises me that people like what I do here like whyyy. Thank you all so so so much from the bottom of my heart for all the support, the follows, the likes, the reblogs, the comments and messages, everything. It all means so much to me. We’ve come a long way, through ups and downs, and it’s all thanks to you. Thank you once again and look forward to more updates to come soon! ^^))
hey everyone! sorry to break it to you, but this is only a follow forever for my current mutuals. i DO wish that i could include everybody but tumblr is an asshole and for some reason won’t let me. so, maybe next time! but anyways, thanks to all of you who i do follow and to those that follow me but i’m a picky asshole and haven’t followed you back. hope you don’t mind! i’m so so happy that i remade my blog because it’s like the fresh start that i seriously needed to get away from all of the bad shit, toxicity and negativity on my old blog. even if it was there for five years, i’d rather enjoy my time on here than have so many followers or whatever. so, anywho, you’re all so amazing, thank you! here is the first follow forever on this blog and i hope to make many many more for different occasions. oh, i also almost have 300 followers on here already, so that’s pretty cool! thanks dudes.
Mystic Messenger Guys Pregnancy Series - Finding Out #1
Being the wife of the executive director of the C & R International was never an easy thing to do. Yes, Jumin made you feel as if you were the only girl in the world. He was always showering yo with love and affection…and as much as you hate to admit it…he always showered you with gifts. He spoiled you rotten but you never let it go to your head. Yes,being his wife was a blessing and you could not be any more grateful. However, being his wife, also made it impossible to be out of the public eye. Everywhere you went, someone was there taking pictures, Everything you did was already on the news. And honestly it was making you sick, physically sick. You woke up one morning to immediately rushing to the nearest bathroom and throwing up. You groaned as you finally got the chance to breathe. You thought for a moment before widening your eyes. You quickly stood up and rushed to lock the door before searching the cupboards for a pregnancy test. You always had one in case one of your nights with Jumin got a tad reckless. You waited anxiously as the test began to work its magic..and there it was…a blue cross.
Yoosung To you, you and Yoosung had the perfect fairy-tale life. After the whole big bang that happened during that first 12 days when you first joined the RFA, you and Yoosung finally managed to meet. After many dates, game nights of LOLOL and a very awkward marriage proposal that involved him spilling spaghetti on you and you chocking on a piece of cake, the two of you were finally married. He had finally stop playing LOLOL as much as he used to and became a veterinarian, to everyone’s surprise, but not to you, to you he was the hardest working guy ever. Everything was perfect…until a few days ago. You had began to feel just downright awful. You had headaches,stomach pains and had been sick quite a lot. Yoosung, being the worrywart he was, fretted lover as if you were dying. You promised him that you were fine and that you booked a doctors appointment. After calming him down and convincing him to go to work, You got dressed and headed towards the doctors where they examined you. You waited patiently for the doctor to come back and when he did, he uttered a sentence that almost made you faint “Congrats Ms.Kim, you are pregnant” 707 You and Saeyoung were not married. Yet. And wanna guess why? He had his heart set on marrying you in a space station. Yes , a space station.You were completely fine with it. I mean how long have you known him for? You knew that he was absolutely crazy and had the wildest ideas. But you still loved him, and he loved you., The kisses, the hugs, the late night conversations, the all day gaming sessions, all those moments were so precious to you and the same to him. Everything would be perfect. Only if your parents would like Saeyoung. However, it was quite the opposite. They hated him. They thought he was too loud, too irresponsible, a criminal, a shady guy. They wanted you to have nothing to do with him. And it broke your heart, and Saeyoungs too. Enough to get him into another mental breakdown, but you helped him out of it. It was you and him against the world. However, you did still love your parents. But they basically disowned you when you rejected their request for you to break up with Saeyoung. But..How would they react when that afternoon, on the toilet seat.. that you were pregnant with Saeyoung’s Child? Zen Zen had been on a stage tour recently and , lets be honest, you have never felt as lonely as you were now. You missed his presence, his cheesy pick up lines, his kisses, his hugs, his muscles and oh the list just goes on and on. Its like that saying ‘ absence make the heart grow fonder’. You just missed him desperately. Before he had left, you both had a memorable night, just so that the two of you left on a high note. You had been married for a few months now and the fans gladly accepted you. Well…Echo girl and her fans still held a bit of a grudge. But you never paid much attention to them. Recently you had been feeling sick. You had a fever and was throwing up quite a lot. You took the day of work and called Zen, who immediately started panicking and began to already plan his way home. You stopped him and said that you were fine before laughing. You suddenly froze and it was as if the cogs in your mind had began turning. Sexy night + Fever + Throwing up. You face-palmed and began to laugh hard. To the point tears were coming out of your eyes. You even forgot that Zen was still on the phone very confused. You sighed as you picked up the phone and said in between giggleS “Ohh Don’t worry sweetie, i think im just pregnant!” “…..” “WHAT?!” Saeran You and saeran were far from being the perfect married couple, but you were both happy. He still had mental breakdowns and he still was quite isolate and reclusive, but could anyone blame him? After all the crap with Rika, the mystic eye, His mother, His father ,V and his brother, you would be worried if he wasn’t affected in some way. But he trusted you. He let you into his heart. You offered him the love he was deprived from for so long.You stayed by his side no matter what he did or said to you. But honestly, it was not easy. Sometimes the hurtful words he said to you, really hit you hard. You knew that he would never actually mean it. You knew he was not being his real self. But you couldn’t help but fee a tiny bit hurt. And this was one of these times. You had been throwing uo for the past few days and it had finally made him snap. “WHAT THE F*** S WRONG WITH YOU, YOU STUPID LITTLE COW”. He screamed out. And you just accepted it. Because you loved him. You knew he didn’t mean it. But, the tears on your face came down even harder. This time hurt much more than the others. This was because.. You were pregnant with his child.
V V treated you as if you were his queen. He loved you so much and you loved him back. You were not married nor engaged. Just boyfriend and girlfriend living happily together in his apartment. You loved him, you really did , with all your heart. But you feared that he did not love you as much as you wished. And that was because of her. You glanced at the small photo V kept on his desk. You glared cold at it. Rika. The woman who injured V so horridly. Who hurt Yoosung, Saeyoung, Saeran and Jumin emotionally. You could not understand how V could still love her for such a long time. He finally broke up with her once Zen and Yoosung sent her to a mental health rehab centre. And that is when he began to develop feelings for you. You were so happy with him, but you couldn’t not help feeling just a bit hurt that he was still in love with her. But, what could you do, they were engaged after all. Anyone would be hurt by that. And he was still refusing the eye surgery and time was running out. He was not listening to anyone, not you, Jumin, anyone. And it was worrying you. But perhaps..Perhaps you being pregnant could change everything? Surely, SURELY, he would consider having the eye surgery if it meant possibly never having the chance to see his own son or daughter…
AHHHH I DID IT! Okay i really wanted to start a pregnancy series with mystic messenger cause lets all be serious…its what we all need. AND THANK YOU FOR A 100 FOLLOWERS AGDWEFBJEIOFIEJFOIZ. I was so happy but yeah! do you like this idea?if so please like reblog follow and request for more!!
[The ~feel~ of statistics majors at Elsewhere U has changed somewhat since I sent you that ask (dangerous was perhaps the wrong word), but here’s an extended piece about them that is totally not also a love letter to my chosen subject]
Science majors are always treated more warily by the gentry. This is both a blessing and a curse; we’re less likely to be fucked with, except perhaps out of spite, but it also leaves the greatest mystery we’ve ever seen out of our reach.
It’s tough, being a truth-seeker.
Every department has its own inclinations when it comes to attempts to study Them. Brave physics majors strap bodged-together chronal stabilisers to their arms and go spelunking in those places that time bends unnaturally, reeling back out days or weeks or months later sobbing unintelligibly about relativity. The smart chemistry majors favour esoteric methods of detecting Them, importing enough hazardous substances that it’s surprising none of them are on terrorist watch lists; we try and avoid the choking fumes of their labs and darkrooms if possible. Biologists tend to keep to themselves and be blacklisted in turn; nobody’s attempted to gather samples from Them since the chrysanthemum incident, and the tensions are manageable. Maths is essentially arcane to Them, too logical to make any sense, and more than one student has traded their way out of a tight spot with a neatly penned proof of Euler’s formula.
As at every other university, statistics majors get overlooked. It’s hardly a surprise; it’s the kinds of subject that you either do for a lack of a better idea (and the alleged “amazing job security”) or because you really love statistics. Students in the department because of the former are usually fine, having no particular drive to hunt out knowledge beyond the mundanities of coursework. That cadre of us, though, who take what the lecturers give us and turn it on our environment? Well, I’d call us the most successful informal research group in the university.
Don’t look so surprised! Statistics is the science of observation and patterning. Not only to we know how to analyse for a trend, we know how to tell whether there’s a kernel of truth in it or if it’s just noise; the deceptions of a regression with p = 0.07 are not too different to some of the misdirections of the gentry. Provided you’re smart about data collection (RIP Tumblr user no-this-is-a-knife), there’s not a lot They can do to screw with you as long as you keep everything digital and speak softly. Walking the line between observing Them and alerting Them to your intentions is very possible as long as you’re canny about it. Interestingly, the proportion of Slytherin students in the department is greater than you would expect from a subject so knowledge-oriented.
There are some great projects being run in our downtime. Demography of the gentry would be both a fool’s errand and a slow death, but there’s plenty you can do by surveying the human population or simply watching common areas. That’s what I’m working on, actually; we’re using some of the chem students’ detection techniques to investigate the distribution of the gentry around the campus. Early results are confirming the rumours that arts students are most likely to run into Them. There’s other projects as well, of course, like the two students who’ve cracked the university’s database of missing persons reports and are analysing it against the year to look for the most dangerous times.
To be clear: we mean no harm by what we do. It’s easy to think of us as a coiled snake in the grass, but I would never dream of using my research against anyone (human or gentry or otherwise). Anyone seeking to fight the gentry is probably better off burying themselves in the mythology stacks anyway; research that could conclusively prove cause and effect is well outside our capabilities. All we’re really about is helping people do what they were already doing, like find somewhere weirdness-free to study for finals.
The official Elsewhere U message boards keep deleting our threads - I’m almost sure it’s foul play at this point, one of the staff They have in Their metaphorical pocket - so we’ve been pushed into informal channels. r/ElsewhereStatistics is a good one-stop-shop for passing students, and our Tumblr network is pretty extensive. It’s important to be able to coordinate, to ask questions; this research methodology isn’t exactly something you can run by the lecturers.
While it’s disheartening to know that this work will never leave the university (statistics journals reject so many regular papers, and there’s no scientific field pertaining to Them that we could publish under like applied statistics groups usually would), it’s worth all the toil and more. On a practical level, we’re helping people; just the other day a sobbing fine arts major grabbed me after class and gave me a thank-you hug for publishing those preliminary maps of gentry activity on campus. She can paint in peace now! How wild is that? Most of us would still do it regardless of the thanks, though. After all, the most praise in the world can’t top the simple euphoria of discovery; there’s nothing like that ephemeral moment after the results come back when you can truly say that you know something no-one else knows.
Well, I’d better be getting back to it; these numbers aren’t gonna crunch themselves. Come visit us down in the computer labs sometime (bring coffee!). And remember: following our will and wind, we may just go where no one’s been.
HAPPY EASTER SUNDAY! I’m extra happy because it’s also my birthday today, and I just got back from an awesome lunch with my parents. Enjoy the boys in bunny ears - I know I do.
also YO WHAT UP WHAT IS UP WITH 1800 FOLLOWERS????? There were only like 285 of you in January you guys aren’t making very good decisions I have no idea where I’m going why would you follow me? Just kidding ahhhh I love all of you thank you so much! I hope you continue to stick with me in the coming time! Thank you!
Ahhhh thank you very much for thinking that. Here! Have some tiny Riddlers as a token of appreciation. I love your work, and to have you follow back is unbelievable. Keep it up and have an amazing day! :’D
hello everyone, it’s linh! i’m excitingly greeting you with my first follow forever because i recently hit a milestone! 🎉 9k!! ahhhh it feels really surreal ;;; it took me so long to make one because i’m shy and i’m not good at expressing myself 👉🏻👈🏻 i’ve had this blog for almost 6 years now (wow can u believe) but i fully turned into a bts blog back in 2014 and didn’t start making content until a year ago. i’m extremely thankful to those who reblogged or liked my gifs/once in a blue moon gfxs, for all the kind messages i’ve received, and to have people even following me (´⌣`ʃƪ) it’s even an honor to be some of your guys’ favorite blog because honestly my blog isn’t worthy enough djalskd but my heart beats ten times faster when you guys mention it!!
i also want to thank the blogs i follow for blessing my dashboard with amazing content and your lovely selves! you all make the whole experience worth while! to the few mutuals that i’ve talked to, you’re all soso delightful and it’s a pleasure meeting you ♡ everyone, let’s keep going until the end of time with bangtan! cheers~
I recently reached a milestone of 20k follower here, so this is a thank you to you all; me and one of my dogs, aha! This is Gemma, and often seen lying around in my Instagram stories, she’s so beautiful I can’t help it. But seriously, thank you all!!!