and completely lose my shit

some people make me feel so worthless, it hurts sometimes, I just wish to sleep for over a week without dealing with anything.

So you know that painting of The Death of Socrates?

You know, the one in which Socrates takes the hemlock perfectly calmly while all his friends completely lose their shit around him?

I thought wall guy was my favourite reaction

You know, nice and melodramatic, face first into a solid stone wall

But then I zoomed in further

And found this guy

“Uh… see you later, pal”

anonymous asked:

Could you write an imagine where Loki turns Y/N's Boyfriend, T'Challa into an actual Black Panther. Y/N doesn't know so when she sees the black panther staring at her and walking closer to her she freaks out and maybe runs away from it thinking that it will attack her. But then Avengers explain what happened.

Ms. Y/N, Sir has requested your presence in the lab

You glance up at the ceiling, a habit you picked up from Steve and Bucky, “Any reason why?”

I am not at liberty to disclose; however, it involves King T’Challa

“Shit. Tell them I’m on my way”

The door to the lab is open by the time you get down there, and you practically sprint inside.

“Tony, what’s wrong?” You glance around the lab, “Where’s T’Challa?”

Tony chuckles, scratching the back of his head, “That’s actually the problem …”

There’s a soft sound behind you. You whip around, coming face to face with the largest black panther you’ve ever seen. Letting out a high-pitched shriek you scramble backwards, slamming straight into Tony’s work bench. “WHY … WHAT … HOW … TONY!!”

Tony groans, “I told you to stay hidden until I told her what happened! Now look what you did!”

The big cat hisses at Tony, but when it, he, turns back to you he lets out a soft, sad sound. “Tony, you have 10 seconds to explain why there is a panther in your lab, why you called me down, and where the hell my boyfriend is, before I completely lose my shit”

“Y/N, I really do have an explanation, I promise. The panther is … T’Challa”

Your eyes zero in on the panther, who lets out a soft chuffing sound, before walking closer. Slowly you slide off the table, and T’Challa hesitantly approaches you, “Babe? Is that you in there?”

Suddenly you have a lap full of purring cat, rubbing his face against yours. You look up at Tony, eyes wide. “Loki did it. We were out, responding to a call when Loki showed up. He seemed to take a particular interest in T’Challa, and decided to turn him into his namesake.”

You gently rub behind T’Challa’s ears, “How long will the spell last?”

“We don’t know for sure, but Thor said that Loki’s transfiguration spells usually last about a week”

“You’re gonna be a panther for a week” T’Challa snorts and lays his head in your lap, “Has anyone called Shuri? She needs to know about this”

“I was hoping you’d call her?”

T’Challa lets out a huff, nuzzling into your neck, “Fine. I’ll call Shuri, it’ll have to be a video-chat, or she probably won’t believe me”

JARVIS pulls up a holographic screen, already calling Shuri. She answers at the second ring, “Y/N. It is a pleasure to hear from you. I had intended to call you tonight, I have not heard from my brother in 24 hours. Do you know where he is?”

You chuckle, “That’s actually what I was calling you about. T’Challa was … turned into a panther, and will probably be this way for about a week” you rush. T’Challa sits beside you, in full view of Shuri.

“Brother?” He lets out a soft chuffing sound, “What happened to you?”

“Loki hit him with a spell at their last battle, tuning into his animal name sake.”

Shuri puts her head in her hands, “Damnit, brother, only you would get yourself turned into a panther”

“Thor said that the spell should wear off on a week, but until then he won’t be able to make any decisions regarding Wakanda.”

“Of course. You will keep me updated on any progress with the spell?”

You nod, “Definitely, we’ll call let you know if anything changes”

Shuri gives you a small smile, “Thank you, Y/N. However, I must go now, I need to inform the council what happened to their king”

T’Challa hums, low in his throat, “Goodbye, Shuri”

Having your boyfriend turned into a large, protective cat has its ups and downs. For one thing, you get all the cuddles you could possibly want, on the downside, he refuses to let anyone else near you.

“Y/N! Come spar with me”

You groan, burying your face deeper into T’Challa’s fur, “Do I have to?”

“Yes, you’ve skipped out on training because of T’Challa’s … problem. I can’t have you getting rusty”

“Fine”

Gently nudging T’Challa off of you, you and Steve head down to the gym. “I’m thinking we can spar, and then go for a run”

“Alright”

You and Steve quickly stretch and take your positions on the sparing match, T’Challa resting on the side.

“Ready?”

Steve lunges forward, trying to use his size to overwhelm you. Fortunately, you had training with the Dora Milaje, and knew how to take down a man over three times your size. The sparing goes on for a while, everything is fine, until Steve actually lands a hit.

“Shit!” The punch lands right in your ribs, and suddenly Steve isn’t anywhere near you.

Steve’s pinned under T’Challa’s bulk, his teeth bared and poised over Steve’s throat, “T’Challa! No!”

You lunge forward, grabbing onto your boyfriend’s scruff before he rips the Captain’s throat out. Thankfully, T’Challa does get off of Steve, but he makes sure to keep you behind him. Steve sits up cautiously, “He’s heavier than he looks”

“Yeah he is. I, um, I think it would be best if we called it a day, Captain” T’Challa lets out another rumble, and uses his head to nudge you toward the elevator, “Alright! Alright! I’m going, babe. Calm down. I get it, no sparring when you’re not human.”

Eventually, the two of you end up in your apartment, T’Challa laying gently on top of you, making it so you can’t move.

“Did it bother you that I was sparring, or that I was hit?”

He gently nudges your side, where you can feel a burse already forming.

“I’m sorry I worried you” T’Challa huffs, nuzzling against you. “Let’s take a nap, kitty cat. I’m tired”

T’Challa settles on you more firmly, making sure that you are warm and comfortable. You can’t help but feel safe whenever your boyfriend is around, no matter which form he’s in.

You wake up decidedly more comfortable than when you fell asleep.  Curling up on your side, you sniggle deeper into your blanket.

Shooting up, you look around your bedroom frantically, because you distinctly remember falling asleep on the couch with T’Challa. “T’Challa? Babe?”

The bathroom door opens and out steps your, now very human, boyfriend, “Hello, darling”

Eyes wide, you scramble out of bed and fling yourself into T’Challa’s arms. “I missed you”

His arms wrap tightly around you, “I was always with you”

You sniffle, tears blurring your vision, “I know you were, but you couldn’t hold me when you were a panther.”

“Do not cry, beloved, I am here now. Come, lay with me, I have missed having you in my arms”

“We need to call, Shuri”

T’Challa chuckles, “I will call my sister later. For now, all I want to do is lay in bed with you”

“Of course, I’d never say no to you”

You can T’Challa end up lying in bed for the rest of the afternoon. Curled up together, and comfortable, finally happy to be back in each other’s arms.

Bear: Stuart Twombly x Reader

Pairing: Stuart Twombly x Reader 

 A/N: This is my first reader insert. This is also the first smut that I’ve done on here so bear with me. I also feel like the story line was all over the place, so I apologize in advance. Also, I apologize for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes as I’ve procrastinated really hard on this, starting this in like early April and not finishing it until 1:30 in the morning today, and I am way too tired to proof read. 

@writing-obrien

Warning: NSFW 18+

Word count: 4,814

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Stuart’s POV 

 How do you deal with having a crush on the hottest girl in the office? Be a complete asshole and ignore her all the time, of course. Admittedly not my best decision, but it’s kept me from fucking her in front our co-workers, so that’s something, right? And I can’t help it. It’s not my fault that she could literally be wearing a paper bag and I’d still get a hard on. The way her jeans hug her curves and the shirts that make her look sophisticated, yet sexy at the same time. Or when she wears these cute little sun-dresses and sandals that make her legs look amazing. It can make any man fall to his knees. And to make matters worse, I was her supervisor. 

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[ Only did the hyung-line for now since I really couldn’t come up with anymore ideas that wouldn’t be repetitive to the previous, so until then this is all I could give :( but thanks so much for requesting @xxred-vengeancexx !! hope you enjoy it nonetheless :) ]

Seokjin

 “Jagi, come on! We were supposed to leave six minutes ago!” 

Jin didn’t see it, his focus being on the stairs, but his hyungs all rolled their eyes at his exactness with time. It’s not like they were in a hurry - but Jin being the mom that he is couldn’t stand the thought of being late, not even to this simple event. 

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” 

Now it being his turn to roll his eyes, he couldn’t help but scoff. You said that same phrase twice already - and look who still has yet to come down. You. Turning his back from the stairs and gazing down at his watch, he mentally counted the seconds that went by. It was until finally the clicking of your heels could be heard that brought his attention right back. 

“Oh, thank go-…” 

He went to give you a sassy remark, playfully mind you, only for the words to get caught in his throat at the mere sight of what you were wearing. The dress itself wasn’t all that bad, it was just…the v-cut cleavage that it portrayed. Jin could feel his mouth turn dry, gulping down to moisten his throat again, but failing when you finally made it to the bottom. Doing a little twirl, you raised an eyebrow to silently ask him how you looked. 

Silence was all you got as well, him only staring at you with his mouth wide open. It wasn’t until the boys actually caught sight of you from where they sat - basically mimicking their elder’s expression. 

“Holy shit…” Jungkook voiced first, mummers of agreement following after. 

Jin had finally snapped from his trance when he heard him speak, quickly blocking you from being seen by the others. Clearing his throat, he calmly asked them to meet the two of you in the car. 

“But, hyung-” 

“Now!” 

Not needing any other persuasion, the rest of BTS quickly raced out of the door, leaving the two of you behind. Jin now looked at you with darkened eyes, his mouth now closed and words finally pieced together. 

“Have you lost your mind, jagi?” 

“What ever do you mean, Jinny? Don’t you like my dress?” You spoke in a soft, taunting voice, yet again doing another twirl. Suddenly being grabbed by your waist, he pulled you in close to where you could practically feel him through his dress pants. 

“You did this on purpose, didn’t you?” He slowly glared down at you, the smirk on your lips only deepening. “You think this is funny?” 

“Since you were rushing me every five minutes, I decided to have a little fun with my outfit. No harm done. I’m ready now, like you wanted - so let’s go.” You went to pull away, only to be yanked right back. Letting out a small squeak in surprise, you stare up a Jin with no longer a smirk, but now in confusion. “Jin..?” 

Once again staring in silence, Namjoon had returned to see what was taking the two of you so long - as if he didn’t have a pretty good idea. “Hey, we leaving or what?” 

Not even a second later did Jin toss the keys toward the leader, not even bothering to look in his direction. After Namjoon clumsily caught them, by the looks of things - you two were definitely not making it to the party.

Yoongi  

 Going out for a drink was his idea. He just didn’t think he would regret it. 

Yoongi was sitting in the secluded area with his members, now no longer in the mood to drink as his hyungs practically ogled you from afar. They thought he wouldn’t notice, but his mind was sharp. He noticed the minute you stepped out of your car. 

But, he certainly couldn’t blame them. Tonight, you had needed a night out just as much as they did - with all the stress of school, and work - life in general. So going out to the club was something you looked forward to. And what better way of celebrating your one night of freedom than a black skin-tight cocktail dress and platform pumps to match? You were looking like a whole meal; and any guy with eyes and a dick could see that. 

Unfortunately, that’s what broke the camel’s back for Yoongi. The fact you were catching attention from not only his hyungs - but also other men. You had left to grab yourself another drink, turning him down multiple times, saying how ‘you got it, it’s fine.’ That was 10 minutes ago. Once the beat of your favorite song hit your ear drums, off you went to shake what your mama gave you. And onward came the stares from other men. 

“Suga, can you believe the moves on that woman,” Taehyung commented, clearly drunk off his ass. “Y/n has the whole club watching her - I always knew she turned heads~” 

“In that dress, hell yeah.” Hoseok chimed in. 

Yoongi could practically feel his blood boiling, he was so angry. He knew they would only say those things to get under his skin for kicks - and of course it worked -  but didn’t mean he wanted to admit it. And what he really hated was that he had no plausible reason to be angry with you for wearing such clothing. You were your own person, it was your body, you could wear whatever you felt comfortable in. 

He just couldn’t help to feel possessive. 

“I mean, the legs on that girl. They could go on for miles in that dress. How come you don’t invite her more often, hyung?” Jimin grins in his direction, enjoying to see him squirm. 

Finally he sighs, “You assholes know I love her - watching someone you can’t have be stared at like she’s nothing but tits and ass is frustrating enough. The comments aren’t really fucking helping, either.” 

With that being said, Yoongi stands. Not saying another word - or even giving them a single glance - he leaves. Whether you noticed or not that he was gone, he didn’t want to ruin your fun. 

Namjoon 

“What the hell are you wearing?” 

Namjoon couldn’t believe his eyes - his baby sister dressed in nothing but a bathing suit, with a flimsy crop top and shorts. You had appeared into the living room with that on, nearly making poor Jimin choke on his popcorn. 

“Kim Y/n, I asked you a question: what the actual fuck?!” 

“Calm down, Joonie, I’ve decided that we’re going out tonight. There’s this swimming area that a friend of mine told me about, and recommended to go at night. So, obviously, I came down here to take you guys with me.” 

All eyes remained on you, some not even on your eyes anymore. Once noticing that, since it was oddly silent between the boys all of the sudden, Namjoon completely loses his shit. “Yah! Eyes up, you perverts! This is my little sister!” 

“She’s not so little anymore~” Hoseok teased, his tongue sticking out just to spite the leader. “Plus, night swimming sounds fun! This night’s been nothing but dead so far - this is the excitement we need!”

“I’m sure Jungkook is excited enough,” Taehyung giggles, pointing in the direction where the maknae now sat with a throw-pillow covering his lower-half. 

“Shut up!” He hisses, clearly embarrassed. 

“Oh, that’s it!” Namjoon quickly stands up, taking you by the arm and practically dragging you into another room. “You’re all banned from even looking in my sister’s direction, or prepare to have a foot up your ass!” 

To your dismay, he drug you in the direction of his room where he would lend you his clothing to wear, that was definitely large enough to cover every inch of your skin that he felt would trigger any suggestive thoughts.

 That left behind the conflicted members to sit in the living room with the image of you in a bathing suit burned into their minds - daydreaming about ‘what could have been, but never was.’ 

It wasn’t until Jin broke the silence by clearing his throat. 

“So does this mean no swimming?” 

 Hoseok 

 The costume party was banging - everyone was having a great time. It was just a little something to celebrate Hobi’s fire-ass hixtape finally being released, and he thought it be great to just dress up - sort of like an early Halloween.  Everyone was there - from his hyungs, to his manager, his producer, co-workers, friends, the whole shabang. The only think that was missing was you. 

You had told him you wouldn’t be able to make the party do to complications at work, and forcing you to work the night shift. Of course he was crushed his number one supporter couldn’t make it, but when you told him that after work, he could have you all to himself, that brought that sunshine smile of his right back in no time. 

Wandering around the party, greeting and thanking the guests for coming, Jimin was quick to zig-zag through the crowd to come and catch him by the arm. Seeming to have been looking for Hoseok all around the house, Jimin was a little winded. “H-Hyung…you are the luckiest man…in the whole entire world.”  

Raising his eyebrow in confusion, Hobi nods anyway. “Thanks, I worked really hard on the-” 

“No, no, not that. I’m talking about-” Soon, Jungkook was next to join the two of them, also appearing to be a little winded from running all around the house. 

“You are so getting laid tonight!” 

This only seemed to push Hoseok even further into the dark; what on earth were they talking about? Not even having to say the thought out loud, Yoongi appears right behind him to answer all of his questions with a simple statement. 

“Your girlfriend’s here.” 

Almost snapping his neck in two by how fast he started looking around, just those four words changed his mood from ‘Happy Sunshine,’ to “Hyperactive Hoseok.’ It wasn’t until he finally caught a glimpse of your face that sent him into full sprint mode - nearly knocking over people who were unfortunately in his path. But, when he finally did catch up to you…

“Oh, my god…” 

The costume you had chosen was nothing but sinful. How the black lace complemented your skin, its tightness contouring your curves to perfection. Not to mention how straight up short it was; you were by far the sexiest french maid he has every laid eyes on. He felt kinda stupid now for dressing up as a bumble bee…

“Surprise! I got to leave early from work, so I thought I’d just throw on this old thing and come on down before it was too late!” All he did was stare with his mouth hanging open, but the way he was doing it looked as if he were horrified. “What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy to-”

Before you could even think about doubting his happiness, he didn’t hesitate to grab you by the hips, pull you in close, and just claim your lips as his. It was hot, passionate, and unexpected; you definitely flipped that switch within himself that only you got the privilege of seeing. 

After a couple of minutes have passed, and the desperate need of air, you two pulled away. Breathing heavily, you both stared at each other with hooded eyes, now just standing there - holding each other. 

“You have any idea what some of my hyungs said about you, jagi? I admit, you are a goddess, but this? What are you trying to do to me?” He traced your bottom lip with his thumb gently, a smirk slowly growing on his face. “They’re even staring at you right as we speak.” 

Turning your head to the side, slightly, and you’ll be damned. There they were just mere meters away - eavesdropping. As soon as they’ve realized they’ve been discovered, they were quick to make it look like they were minding their own business. Chuckling slightly, you return your attention back to the man of the hour. 

“Or maybe they’re just jealous that a grown man in a bumble bee costume gets to have a little fun with his sexy maid once this party is over~” 

Hoseok hums at the proposal, hands traveling up and down your lower back slowly. “How exactly did you manage to leave work early?” 

“For good behavior.” You couldn’t help but to make it sound more sensual than it really was. But, Hobi didn’t mind one bit. 

“Is my baby gonna be able to keep that up for the rest of the night?” 

Pretending to think about it, you decided to be a tease and pull away from his hold. Turning in the other direction, you threw one last sentence his way before walking in the other. “Get rid of all these people, and I just might.” 

Hoseok has never ran so fast in his life. 

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anonymous asked:

Murtagh lives. Per Ron Moore Hollywood Reporter article.

OMG I AM COMPLETELY LOSING MY SHIT RIGHT NOW!!!

Moore: We’re pretty much allowed to do what we want. We always try to do the book version first. We make changes because it doesn’t work for some reason, or maybe we changed a character that means you have to follow a different path – like our Murtagh [Duncan Lacroix] is alive, and clearly that’s a change from the storyline.

Originally posted by etudiant-en-ph2

Cure (3)

Bucky x reader

Notes: trigger warnings! Implications of sexual abuse, mentions of torture, swearing, injuries, memory loss, recuperating, fluff, angst and obviously, eventually: smut.

A/N: Here’s part three! Bucky finds out about his past and wants to see his files, shit happens. 

Originally posted by natpekis

“So.. what you’re saying is: I was captured during World War two, after I fell off a train to my death, but I wasn’t really dead of course, and then brainwashed and tortured into killing a shitload of people before you found me again and snapped my crazy ass out of it”

Sounds about right.

“Yeah, Buck” Steve shifts a little, looking helpless and worried, sharing glances with Y/N and Sam.

I don’t think I can take any more of this. It feels as if it’s true, I know it is; but how the hell was I still sane after that?

Are you? Really?

Shut up.

Honestly. If I’m anything like the voice in my head, claiming to be me, I’m a real asshole. 

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DDR and the mvp Dribbles

Context: a few friends and i were playing what was supposed to be a short, spur of the moment dnd game cause we were all in the mood. there were three playing, A pathetically squishy elven cleric (ramiel, male) and two fighters; a dragon born (donner, male) and a half-elf (dagger, female (my character)) together we were DDR

the guy playing donner had played another game before with everyone else at the table other than me where he had taken a young child under his wing; her name was poppy but he lovingly called her dribbles and because the image of a two year old girl on the shoulders of a shredded dragonborn was too hilarious, dribbles stayed with us in this quest.

anyway, after a few scuffles and fights, ramiel set off a trap that had us all running uncharted style from falling rocks and a flowing lava like substance. Dagger and Donner both failed a perception check and fell through an open hole in the floor, the damage knocking us both unconscious. ramiel tried to go down to help but because he had the worst hp even the (much MUCH) lessened damage he took knocked him unconscious.

Everyone: /sitting in completely stunned silence/

Dagger (ooc): did a trap door seriously tpk us?!

Donner and Ramiel (ooc): /laughter/

DM: hang on, does anyone have any health potions left?

Ramiel (ooc): i have one, yeah.

DM: okay /silent for a few seconds/ the pain you feel on impact causes your vision to black out and you can feel yourself slipping into the darkness; is this the end of DDR? 

when suddenly you, ramiel, feel a sharp pain of something being shoved up your nose and come to consciousness coughing and spluttering, choking on some liquid of some sort. you open your eyes and instead of the faces of your beloved companions above you, the drooling, dirt smeared face of dribbles appears before you.

DDR (ooc): /decending into hysterical laughter as this is all going on/

Donner (ooc): /just completely losing his shit/ fucking dribbles saved us oh my fucking GOD

in summery: we got out mostly alive (ramiel died after that but we fixed it!!) and Dribbles got ‘SAVED THE GAME’ scrawled in huge capital letters on her character sheet.

PRODUCE101 – 10 Moments That Made Me Completely Lose My Shit

I want to forget this negativity about the final episode, and I want to start cherishing this wonderful time with Produce 101 Season 2. There were 10 moments that dumbfounded me completely. Some of them turned me into a screaming shitty fan girl, others made me burst into ridiculous laughter, and there were those moments that changed my though self into a crybaby. And yes, these are the things I want to remember when I think back on this amazing time we had with 101 fantastic trainees.

(These moments aren’t posted in a particular order.)

#1 CRYBABY JISUNG PLACES THIRD

MMO’s Jisung is best known for his bubbly and quirky personality. However, he showed after his team’s 10 Out Of 10 performance a completely new side of himself – an emotional crybaby. But when he placed third during the very first elimination episode, I completely lost my shit. I didn’t expect that. I was so touched by his happy tears… I started to cry as well. 

Originally posted by lookgoodkpop

Unfortunately, it wasn’t the last time I burst into a flood of tears because of him. And that means I basically cried more and more and more along with our MMO hyung’s emotional outbreaks. Thanks for turning me into a whiney bitch, Jisung!

#2 DONGHO FUCKS YOU WITH HIS EYES

Girls all around the world went crazy when the first team performed their Boy in Luv show. However, when the second team arrived on stage and started their own version of Boy in Luv… I completely lost my shit – within the very first seconds.

Originally posted by yourmomentofkpop

Dongho’s team hasn’t won this competition, but he won everyone’s attention with his extremely sexy expression – which also turned into his trademark. Yes, even the trainees backstage started to recognize that Kang Daddy Dongho is a sexy beast. His nickname Sexy Bandit is definitely well deserved.

#3 NO ONE’S SAVE FROM SEONHO’S LOVE

I always thought that Seonho stands in Guanlin’s shadow. He hasn’t had much screen time, and despite his handsome face, he was easily forgettable – for me. But holy shit – the last elimination episode before the final proved me so fucking wrong.

Originally posted by ong-seungwoo

He made me completely lose my shit with his incredible bromancy behavior among his hyungs – especially the bromance between him and Minhyun. Have you ever seen such a perfect maknae? As WANNA ONE’s actual maknae, I hope Guanlin carries on Seonho’s skinship work. Just do it, bro!

#4 TAEHYUN GOT THE SICKEST MOVES

My first bias of the show was Taehyun thanks to his incredible dancing skills. I wasn’t sure if he can beat his first performance during the second episode, but HELL YES… he did – and it started with just one smirk.

Originally posted by aceyng

Boom! After that the probably best dance performance of Produce 101 happened – and yes, this made me lose my shit… obviously. With Shape Of You he revealed a completely new side of himself, and stole everyone’s show. 

#5 MMO TRAINEES? MORE LIKE MMO GOSSIP SQUAD

Not exactly one of my favorite “moments” – but every single time MMO’s trainees appeared on screen during episode 1 and 2, I’ve started to lose my shit.

Originally posted by cherry-jimin

Mnet didn’t show their evaluation performance, but thankfully – they revealed a lot of their gossip during the first two episodes. Oh yeah, the MMO Gossip Squad was born. Especially Jisung shined more than anyone else with his unique kind of humor. Thank you Mnet for revealing their stupid conversations.

#6 배고파 // BAEGOPA

I already knew that Seongwoo was funny as fuck. But during the tenth episode I completely lost my shit when he introduced us to his own version of BTS’ Boy in Luv.

Originally posted by 116fanxyzihoes

What the fuck, dude? I will never be able to listen to this song with proper lyrics again. NEVER! Thanks, Seongwoo! You ruined Boy in Luv for me. Now I can’t stop laughing when this song appears on my playlist.

#7 LOSING YOUR SHIT IN FRONT OF THE QUEEN

When Mnet announced that TripleH are going to make a song for the Produce 101 trainees, everyone went full nuts. I would lose my shit as well. But when they finally arrived, the other trainees who had no chance to work with HyunA, E-Dawn and Hui couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw Korea’s current sex symbol.

Originally posted by lai-guanlin

As someone who has already seen HyunA live, I can confirm – this is exactly what happens to yourself. Your mouth opens widely, you start to drool and you probably stop breathing. However, it was so incredibly sweet to see how awkward and shy the trainees started to act when HyunA greeted them. Gosh, too cute!

#8 DANIEL THE PANTY DESTROYER

Do you think this is fun, Kang Daniel? You’ve already destroyed enough ovaries with your previous performances, but doing THIS made countless ladies probably pregnant – with or without their ovaries.

Originally posted by nctaetrash

Yes, I’ve lost my shit. I’ve lost more than my shit. I think I’ve lost my virginity for the second time. And I blame this sexy bastard (plus the other Kang) and his sensual performance during the ninth episode of Produce 101. Fuck you, Daniel! Oh, wait… fuck me! 

(This is clearly a joke, guys. I obviously still have my virginity.)

#9 SEXY BANDIT KILLS EVERYONE

Brutal force is what makes men sexy, right? Yeah… well, not really. But when Kang Dongho starts smashing – he smashes everyone. And yes, that’s actually freaking hot.

Originally posted by goddanik

The revenge for his team’s maknae Guanlin made me lose my shit, because Kang Real Namja Dongho fucked everyone. EVERYONE! No one was save during the arm wrestling competition, and no one was save during the punching contest. Sexy Bandit just killed them all.

#10 EUNKI AND JUNG JUNG’S BROMANCE DANCE

There was only one moment of Produce 101 that forced me to pause – yes, during a live stream. I’ve danced ballet and modern for a very long time, and I absolutely still have a certain connection to this kind of dance. And when Jung Jung suddenly appeared on stage and started dancing “freestyle” together with Eunki – I COMPLETELY LOST MY SHIT!

Originally posted by congstellation

Oh my God, boys! This was one of the best moments of my entire life – and I am not someone who ships boys with boys (I usually ship boys with myself). I fell in love – with Eunki, Jung Jung, the dance and Group D. Thank you, thank you so much for this perfect moment that proves that I’m the worst creep ever. Thank you!

If you want to check out my previous Produce 101 shit… yeah… here it is. I write a lot of inappropriate but also sweet stuff.

PRODUCE101 – BURN IT UP VS ENERGETIC

PRODUCE101 – 10 MOMENTS THAT MADE ME COMPLETELY LOSE MY SHIT

PRODUCE101 FINAL – THOUGHTS AND OVERWHELMING EMOTIONS

PRODUCE101 – HOW THE PERFECT BOY GROUP WOULD LOOK LIKE

TOP5 SEXIEST PRODUCE101 TRAINEES: #5#4#3#2#1

PRODUCE101 EPISODE 10 – FEELINGS, FRUSTRATION AND FEAR