and when people spread the videos around makes me happy too

anonymous asked:

I wish you write a fic where Aaron is on his way to a meeting and it's a long train journey. To kill time, he starts scrolling through his phone. He goes over all the stupid text convos with Rob. And then looks through the photos that he's taken of him and Rob. And reminiscing the little story behind each one. And he realises how happy he is with Robert. We don't usually get things from Aaron's POV and how much Robert means to him. Would really like it if you wrote this insanely fluffy fic. :)

i changed it slightly if thats okay (very slightly) but this was the most!! fun to write anon, so thank you for this gorgeous prompt! (it got a bit long, so enjoy.)

we keep this love in a photograph

aaron reminisces about some of his happy moments with robert on a train journey home (1,811)

Aaron settled into his seat on the train, a cup of tea in hand as he began his long journey home to Emmerdale. He’d had to get the train down to London for a few meetings, and he wasn’t exactly looking forward to the three hour journey home. He didn’t deal well with long journeys at the best of times, and he was bone tired and just longing for his own bed, in his own flat (and maybe a pint, before he slept for at least two days.)

London was busy, and exhausting, and it was the first time in a long time he hadn’t gone with Robert by his side, his husband there to distract him from boring train journeys and busy cities with a smile and an overly enthusiastic list of things for them to do together.

Robert.

Aaron barely held in a sigh as he thought about his husband. They’d been fighting a lot lately, over ridiculous things, and it was driving Liv, and his mum, and everyone else insane.

Rooting for his phone, Aaron sat back in his chair and glanced at his screen, seeing he had a few messages from Adam, and Liv. Replying to the work related texts from his best mate first, he turned his attention to Liv’s snapchats, wondering what ridiculousness his sister had sent him now.

“Robert, why does your face look like that?” Liv asked, her camera pointed at a serious looking Robert, who was hunched over his computer.

Robert glanced up, rolling his eyes at Liv, his blonde hair ruffled and out of place. “If this goes on your snapchat story, I’m going to let Aaron make dinner for the next month and you can get scurvy.”

Aaron couldn’t help but laugh at Robert’s response, and the cheeky face Liv had pulled in the next snapchat she’d sent him.

Liv was brilliant, she really was.

Feeling more lonely now than he had before, Aaron started to scroll through his photo album, skimming through the thousands of photos and videos he’d somehow ended up with. He’d never really considered himself a sentimental person, but he had a lot of good things to document over the past few years.

Pausing at a recent photo of Robert, Aaron felt his heart swell with love for the man in the photo. He’d taken it one lazy Sunday morning, Robert in bed with the duvet pulled up around his waist, reading a new book.

He was always lost in his own world, when he read, Aaron remembered, totally lost in the pages until he’d read it from cover to cover. After a quiet, sleepy round of Sunday morning sex, Robert had decided he’d stay in bed and enjoy his book for a while - Aaron had gone to get them both a cup of tea when he’d come back to see Robert so enthralled in his book, he’d had to take a picture.

It was one of those little things he’d learned about Robert after they’d decided to give their relationship a proper go, his love for reading. Aaron knew the easiest way to keep Robert happy, or brighten up a day was to just buy him a new book, the newest science fiction novel or murder mystery.

Aaron wasn’t a reader, really, but he liked seeing his husband so invested.

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WARNING: YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENTER THE TERRITORY OF AN EMOTIONAL ARMY, WHO SIMPLY WANTS TO APPRECIATE AND CHERISH AN ANGEL KNOWN AS JUNG HOSEOK. You have been warned!

Now, who is Hoseok for me?

Hoseok is my so called ‘THE bias’ of BTS (since all of them are my biases… oops).

Hoseok is my inspiration.

Hoseok is my sunshine.

And somehow he is hated and under appreciated.

Why is that, however?

Perhaps it could be because he is too kind

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It could because he genuinely loves and cares for his members

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And in generally is kind to all. After all, there are those who can’t fathom the idea, that someone might actually be nice and supportive to other people.

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Maybe he gets hate for trying to stay positive. Some people feed on negative energy and thus really wish to bering someone with good vibes down, they want to bring down that precious smile, to destroy it.

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And of course, one of the biggest reasons people hate him is because he is so talented. And as a result he achieved fame along side his members

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And it pains me, oh it pains me so much to see this amazing, beautiful young man get hurt.

It hurts me so much to see people throw insults at him simply because of jealousy, because the feel threatened.

Hoseok deserves the universe.

Remember the video, when on his birthday he saw a video filmed to wish him happy birthday? Remember how emotional he got, how touched and honoured?

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He didn’t waste any time, making sure to thank all the people around him, to hug them, hold their hand, anything to express his gratitude.

******

This is a young man who had the ability to do a full solo song for the groups album and he chose to write a song about his mum, for his mum, thanking her for all she went through. 

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This is the young BOY who said to himself that the only way he can make his mother proud, the only way he can repay her for all her sacrifices is to ‘become successful.’ Even if that meant selling his all.

Selling his body to endless practice

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Selling his private life

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And even selling his own emotions.

What does that mean?

Well, on one hand Jhope is a sunshine, on one hand he is Hobi.

A sunshine with a smile so pure

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A sunshine with a laugh so genuine

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A sunshine who just loves to play around

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Yet on the other hand, he is Jung Hoseok.

Someone with a deadly passion

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Someone with extremely powerful emotions

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Someone rather serious

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Someone who smiles much more calmly

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And honestly, I love that calm side just as much as I love the sunshine side.

Because part of the allure of Hoseok is that he is a very full rounded human being. A very beautiful one inside and out. And so what i hope is that Hoseok actually allows himself to be himself (whatever that truly is). 

Im sure that his members are alway there to support him.

Hoseok’s existence seems to be making everyone happy.

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But its those precious moments when Hoseok is happy for himself, content with his own self that he shines like the amazing star he truly is.

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When he allows his emotions to overtake him

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That my heart just fills with happiness to the brim as I realise that yes, I do love this young man in some sense.

It is then that I smile because he gives me happiness, a reason to be excited, a reason to work hard.

Which is why I wold like to ask more people to pay attention to tis amazing young man.

Looks are subjective, dance is subjective and so is the ‘great’ rap style. Just because he doesnt fit your ideal type does not mean that you have to start creating movements in order to bring him down. If your favourites do not deserve to be destroyed, the neither does Hoseok, or any other innocent soul.

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I hope Hoseok stays happy.

I hope he IS happy.

I hope he gets more opportunities to shine, to create his own work, develop his own self both as an artist and as a human being.

I hope he stays healthy because unhealthy Hoseok is broken Hoseok and nobody wants that. No, not because people would stop stanning, but because we do not want him to be in pain.

But if he is, I hope he does not feel like he is a Burden to BTS or ARMYs.

Because he isn’t.

Angel Hobi down mean perfect Hobi for me. It means a relatable Hobi, someone who is human, kind, emotional, loving. Angel Hobi means that by being himself, Hobi gives us one more reason to smile and go through our day.

And it would pain me if he doesn’t know what he means to me, to us.

We ARMYs support, love and cherish Hoseok to the fullest and i pray to all entities that he knows that.

Because his smile is one that must never fall.

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Because his smile is one that deserves to forever stay genuine.

Lets spread the love for this amazing young man!

Thank you for reading!

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Bring It Back

A/N: So for some reason I’m super stocked about sharing this. I have an idea for a part two involving some smutty, smutty action, so let me know if you’re down for that. I would love feedback on this one. Also I know the year doesn’t match what happened in reality, but it’s fiction so I can change it. 

Word count: 1,920

March 1 st 2017
Pickering, Canada

From y/n: Your mom said you were back in town? Want to meet up for coffee?

You felt your heart race only half a second after you sent the message. Today was the day. Today was the day to tell Shawn how you really felt about him. He’d been gone for months and you’d spend those months debating whether or not come clean, but this was draining you to keep in and you weren’t sure how much longer you could bare it.

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Living Together!

Hey guys, so as many of you have seen or heard from someone else by now, Signe (Wiishu) and I are in fact living together at this moment. 

I’ve seen a lot of support from people all over social media where it was posted and that means a lot to us, I very much appreciate it. However I have also seen a lot of dislike for the situation being thrown around and needlessly so. Some people are mad that I even have a girlfriend, some are skeptical of everything happening and some even say it’s “blocking septiplier” 

First off yes, I have a girlfriend. I’m still a human and these things do happen, did some of you think I’d be single forever or just pretend to be for the sake of keeping up a front? I’ve always said I like to be honest and share and that’s what I’m doing. Expecting me to stay single is selfish and narrow minded, please don’t be one of those people. It’s OUR relationship and we make our own decisions in it, it’s not up for debate or negotiation. Some stuff in my life is not dictated by what viewers of my content think and that sounds douchey but you know what I mean. 

As for Signe stopping Septiplier from being real, that’s just completely and utterly ridiculous. Septiplier was never and never will be a real thing, the fact that I even have to make that clarification is beyond ridiculous too. Mark and I made it pretty obvious it was a joke or exaggeration from the get go and have said so again since. It’s perfectly fine to ship septiplier and post pics of Mark and I as septiplier (within reason of course, no smut) in fact I enjoy it cos mark and I are great friends but to say my current existing girlfriend is stopping a made up relationship from happening is both insulting and just flat out wrong. Again don’t feel you can’t post any septiplier stuff at ALL, that’s not what I’m getting at. Just that some stuff is beyond the limits of what I think is cool.

If you don’t like any of what’s happening that’s fine and it’s your right to feel however you want about it but don’t go posting publicly about it because all it does is make people involved feel bad and bring them down. Which is a real shitty thing to do. 

You guys know how nice I am and how I love you all and respect/appreciate everything you do but I also have to set boundaries and tell you when some stuff is not cool because that’s how this works, I”ve always said it’s a two way street and if this connection and interactivity has to continue and stay strong then this stuff needs to be said. 

I’m really sorry for the long post and I really hope it doesn’t sound too negative or like I’m ranting, there were just some thoughts on my mind and I would also appreciate if people didn’t spam the tag with “leave youtubers alone” or “respect youtuber’s relationships” etc. because that just goes overboard in the other direction. 

Signe and I are super happy together and moving in together is a HUGE deal, it’s a massive step and it’s a new thing to get used to. The last thing we need is people spreading doubt or rumours about our relationship adding extra stress that doesn’t need to exist. For those of you out there who are happy for us, we really appreciate it and it means a great deal to see the support. Will Signe be in videos at some point? who knows! We haven’t thought that far ahead yet and don’t want to do too much too soon. 

-Jack

Do Kyungsoo//Denouement

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Summary: The world is black and white to everyone. At least, until they reach 18, and realise who their soulmate is or meet them for the first time - and then colour will burst into their life, one shade at a time. You’ve been desperate to graduate high school and move away, but you can’t run from fate. - ft. big brother Yixing 
Scenario: Soulmate!au 
Word Count: 5,977

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Night Shifts. [Smut]

A/N; I am so sorry that this took me ten million years to write. This wouldn’t have been possible without the bad influences in my life! ( @we-are-like-a-timebomb ,  @writing-obrien . @dumbass-stilinski and the wonderful @mandylove1000 <3 ) Enjoy! xoxo 

Pairing: StuartxReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: NSFW.

Word count: 5,716

Listen to this.

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Wait for You

Requested: Can you do one where you wake up in the middle of the night and shawn is awake next to you and he’s scared that when he goes on tour you’re going to break up with him and you reassure him that you’ll call him as much as you can and that you guys will make it through

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Your name: submit What is this?

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Pulled out of your peaceful sleep, you open your eyes. Rolling over onto your side,you glance over to your boyfriend, expecting him to be fast asleep. Surprisingly, you catch him staring up at the ceiling, but he looks over to you when he notices that you’re moving. “Why are you up?” You question, your voice raspy and full of sleepiness. Letting him wrap his arms around you, you breathe in his scent, and treasure the feeling of being this close to him. You’re even more aware of how special these little moments are right now because he’s leaving the next evening for tour, while you have to stay behind because of work and school.

“I’m just thinking, I’m sorry I woke you.” He says, lightly kissing you on the head, “Go back to sleep.”

You hear in his voice that something is bothering him, “You didn’t wake me. What are you thinking about?” You question. You can sleep when he’s gone. And after tonight, you know you won’t be able to wake up in his arms for almost a month, so while you still can, you want to take advantage of every moment, even if it means you’ll be tired in the morning.

“Leaving,” He admits as his grip unconsciously tightens around you.

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(Zimbits, slight AU, 2.8K, under a cut because it got long.)

They asked him every year. Sometimes, even more than once a year if he wanted to be on Samwell’s promotional material.

Jack said no every time because he really didn’t have any interest in having his face plastered on billboards and on every brochure and course calendar they handed out to students, both prospective and current. He’d had enough secondhand publicity from his parents’ careers and he wasn’t going to go seeking it out while he was at Samwell.

The only allowance he made was when he was photographed with the rest of the hockey team because he understood that hockey was a big selling point when it came to convincing people to attend their school. One of the team photos was enlarged and put up in the sports complex, right between the women’s volleyball team and Samwell’s dance team. It had already gotten vandalized this year by some drunk LAX bros and had to be replaced (which the university was not happy about and last Jack heard, the bros responsible were on suspension from the team).

The university couldn’t get Jack, but they got Ransom and Holster to agree to photos other than the team one. There were some of them pretending to study in the library, or looking happy and not-stressed as they socialized. These ended up on the cover of last year’s Campus Life magazine and both Holster and Ransom both joked that they were wasting their time at school when they should be modelling instead. It still didn’t stop the recruitment team from continually asking Jack who refused to change his mind.

Little did he know it was about to be changed for him.

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anonymous asked:

Hey! Do you mind doing the RFA+V+Saeran reacting to MC being a YouTuber? Thank you and I love your blog!!

sure thing! and i’ll just drop my channel so that y’all check out my like.. 3 videos lmao

MY CHANNEL

i’m doing this with the prospect of being a normal youtuber. like, not a big one, just a chill small channel with a decent following lol.


Yoosung

  • He’s actually so amazed!
  • You had yet to tell him because you weren’t sure if you were ready to do so.
  • You were a bit self-conscious about it.
  • But one fateful day, he came across one of your videos because they appeared in the suggestions.
  • !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • His s/o’s a YouTuber!? That’s so awesome!
  • He burst into the living room, where you were casually watching a movie while eating some snacks.
  • WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME!? I JUST SUBSCRIBED!”
  • You shot up the couch, cheeks all red, and looked away bashfully.
  • I wasn’t sure you were going to like them…”
  • “Are you kidding!? I love them!!! Let’s make a video together one day! Let’s make a channel together!”
  • He was so supportive of you and your hobby/job.

Zen

  • He was pretty impressed because he’s a big personality in showbiz and tbh he would be pretty excited.
  • Waits for you to tell him, but you just… don’t. 
  • Eventually you guys are having take out (a miracle bcs that rarely happened) and he asks you about your channel.
  • You almost choke on your soup.
  • I-I… W-Well you see.. it’s just a hobby! Nothing serious. Not that good, to be hone-”
  • He cuts you off by pressing a kiss to your forehead and grinning. 
  • Will you include me in one of your videos?”
  • You were about to reply before he, once again, interrupted you.
  • Because I bet you’d love it if your channel had even more beauty on it, since it already has a delicious babe in every video.”
  • You grab the nearest throw pillow and chuck it at his head, your blush spreading like mad across your face.
  • I’ll think about it.”
  • But obviously you would let him.
  • You’d let him do your hair and he would let you do his, you’d actually been planning it after the first party ended. 

Jaehee

  • Tbh, she wouldn’t so impressed. 
  • She just thought it was unexpected, since she never even saw you with your cameras around. 
  • And she rarely had time to browse YouTube. 
  • But that doesn’t mean she wasn’t supportive of your dream/hobby/job.
  • When you told her, she asked you if you could please show her all of your videos.
  • Every time you turned around, there was a cute little smile on her face.
  • And a blush.
  • And she just looked so cute that you wrapped your arms around her and gave her a quick kiss.
  • So, do you like it?”
  • She pulled back from the embrace, a pink hue visible all over her cheeks, before fixing her glasses.
  • Of course I do. You look adorable in all of them, I even read the comments. And I think some people are a little bit too friendly for my liking.”
  • S’cute.

Jumin

  • You had to show him your channel as well because he was such a klutz with technology.
  • When he noticed the quality of your videos and the size of your audience, he immediately offered to sponsor your videos.
  • He also noticed how good you were at what you did, he was surprised.
  • You knew better than outright refusing his offer.
  • To him business was something serious, and this was obviously business related. 
  • So, you knew that if you refused right away, without thinking it through, he would go and lecture you about the importance of rare business opportunities.
  • You were quiet for too long though. 
  • So? (Y/n), what do you think? Yes, no? I honestly think that it’s a great opportunity for both your channel and the company. YouTube is a great way of doing publicity and you would obviously benefit from C&R’s publicity.”
  • You noticed the fierce gleam in his eye.
  • He was serious.
  • He also looked very cute when talking about business. 
  • You couldn’t help but offer him one of the smiles that always and without fail made him melt.
  • You also felt guilty, because you felt like you were just taking advantage of him.
  • How about this, baby? You sponsor some of my videos? I just… I honestly don’t want to feel like I’m taking advantage of you. I hate the prospect. And I know this is business and that I should think logically, but I don’t care. I have a moral code I must follow and that’s that. What do you think?”
  • You were blushing. 
  • It always made you flustered, talking business with him.
  • It was overwhelming and also slightly hot.
  • He just smiled at you and grabbed your hand, his thumb brushing along your knuckles. 
  • We have a deal, my love.”
  • “And I have one more condition?” you continued.
  • He raised a single eyebrow, smile still present on his lips. 
  • He knew that tone of voice, you wanted to get away with something.
  • I… I want you to be in one of my videos!”
  • He was taken aback. 
  • Take it or leave, Mr. Han.”
  • Mr. Han… 
  • You were pinned against the couch in an instant, his lips hovering over yours.
  • Deal.”

Seven

  • Obviously, he already knew about your videos.
  • He thought you were adorable and sexy and perfect. 
  • And he constantly created bots that left loving and supporting comments on your videos. 
  • Once Saeran settled in his house and was used to you, he decided to bring it up.
  • Why?
  • Because you had stop uploading videos ever since you joined the RFA.
  • He knew the reason. You were too busy with the organization and helping him. 
  • He loved you so much.
  • Huh? Oh…” you rubbed the back of your neck, a sheepish smile on your face, “Yeah… Um, I guess I do have a decent following and I’ve been reading the comments asking me to upload but… I’m pretty busy.”
  • “I’ll help you.”
  • You looked at him dead in the eye.
  • A video with Seven. Now that would be something.
  • A creative spark lit inside of you and a grin started spreading on your face.
  • Would be willing to wear a paper mask and be in one of my videos?”
  • That was easy.
  • A devilish smirk appeared on his face before nodding once, already plotting the weirdest most random video, fitting for your comeback. 
  • He’d help you blow up, just like he helped Zen. 
  • Of course, he’d ask you first. 
  • And you know… Along the way… we can make some other type of video.. In which we do thinks like fuc-”
  • You threw your slipper and it landed right on his face.

Saeran

  • He also knew you were one.
  • He chose you after all.
  • (This is after Mint Eye btw, he’s on the road to recovery)
  • And I think that this baby would binge watch the videos he didn’t already while helping himself to some ice cream.
  • But he wouldn’t create supportive bots.
  • Instead, he’d look up at the negative comments, trace them, and suddenly the owner’s laptop would have a strange virus. 
  • No one messes with his angel.
  • He’d low key be your fan.

V

  • This nugget underwent surgery and when he watched your videos he was astonished. 
  • The way you handled the camera and edited your videos as A+++++.
  • He’d offer to help you with the filming process. 
  • YOU’D TAKE THE OFFER RIGHT AWAY.
  • And offer to pay him.
  • But he REFUSED. 
  • Why would you even offer that? 
  • “I’m doing this because I genuinely want to help and want to make you happy.”
  • Bless this sweet baby. 

I lost inspiration at Saeran and V aslfja sigh. sorry this was shitty.

My Message to the World

I am not a popular Tumblr blog, right now as I write this I only have 124 followers. This post won’t be seen by enough people to even spread my message but I still need to share it. I want everyone to see this. I want what I am about to write invoke a feeling in the reader. I want people to read this and really think about how they look at the world. This will probably be a more personal post and I will make another more general one. 

If you really are interested in what I am going to say then under the cut will be a bit about myself, a speech I heard, my thoughts on equal rights for the LGBTQ+ community, and a short story that I wrote to contribute to the movement. If you care, actually care then read this. I am begging you to spread my message. I am so insignificant but I want to do something no matter how small my contribution is

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reactsjks  asked:

hello! could you write the reaction of bts who discover the drawing book of their girlfriend, with a drawing of them. thank you. sorry if u cant understand. ツ

Hi! I’m sorry this took so long! Kat and I have been super busy! But thank you for being so patient! And we got you, no need to be sorry! Thank you so much for the request! Here you go!

-❤ Kat & Sar 💖

BTS Reacts to Your Drawing of Them

Jungkook: You guys would be moving in together after almost a year of dating. The two of you would be unloading boxes in his apartment, when Jungkook finds something intriguing. In one of the boxes, there would be a sketchbook. Curious, since you had never mentioned having an interest in drawing before, Jungkook starts to look through it. There were many drawings of landscapes and nature, different things that he knew you loved. Suddenly, he stops. There, in your sketchbook, is a drawing of him. Jungkook stares in awe. He notices how detailed it is, how you captured every little bump and mark on his face. He would break out into the biggest smile, knowing that you paid so much attention to every little aspect of him. Although he always knows, Jungkook couldn’t help but feel more loved by you, and he couldn’t help but fall in love with you all over again.

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Jimin: You would be together at Big Hit, keeping Jimin company while he practices the new choreography. Unbeknownst to him, you had brought your drawing pad. Every now and then he catches you staring at him, focused, before looking back down at whatever it is in your lap. Jimin walks over, and discovers just what it is that you’re doing. He freezes. You’re drawing. But it isn’t just a random drawing. It’s him, dancing. “Is that how you see me?” You stare up in confusion at your beautiful boyfriend. You come clean, telling him about how you see him as hardworking and passionate. Jimin doesn’t say anything. He’s no longer looking at the drawing, but he’s staring at you. You see a small smile spread on his face, and your eyes widen as he sits down next to you, leaning his head on your shoulder. “I really love you, you know?” You nod your head in response, never really understanding just how much that one drawing means to him.

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Taehyung: It would be late at night, around 2 am. Taehyung would seemingly be fast asleep. You on the other hand, are restless. You’d have the bedside lamp on and your sketchbook in your lap. With the room fill with the dim light, you start to draw him. His handsome face that’s now relaxed, the little smile in his face from a good dream that’s playing in his head. The only thing that’s missing are his eyes. His beautiful eyes…that are now open!? You’d squeal while he’d chuckle, his voice still raspy from sleep. “I appreciate your talent baby, and that you love to draw me specifically. But, you need to rest. It’s late, come cuddle with me.” You give in, putting your drawing aside and snuggle into his arms. You fall asleep, while Taehyung is now unable to. He stays up, staring at your drawing in admiration, never understanding what he had done to get a girlfriend as special as you.

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Hoseok: You would be drawing digitally on our laptop, while Hobi is in the other room. After awhile your stomach would growl, and realizing just how hungry you were, you closed the laptop and headed to the kitchen. You would run in, Hobi coming out, saying that he wanted to go watch some funny YouTube videos. Laughing, you’d just shake your head and continue on to the kitchen. Jhope gets to the laptop and opens it up, and realizes that whatever you were doing was left open. There, on the screen, was a drawing of him. A big smile on his face, blushing cheeks and his eyes would form into slits. Suddenly, a loud squeal would be heard throughout the house. You run back into the bedroom, worried that something happened, before realizing just what is going on. “Y/N! You’re drawing me!? I’m so flattered! Oh my god you’re so good at this I can’t believe you drew me! Aww babe! You’re so cute!” Hobi yells, squishing your cheeks together “You should’ve told me! I would’ve done an aegyo pose!” You just laugh and shake your head. “It wouldn’t have been the same. I just want you. My usual sunshine of a boyfriend.” A small blush would spread on your cheeks, before jhope places a tender kiss on your lips and you both snuggle in to watch YouTube videos. Never before had Jhope been more grateful to the Internet. 

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Yoongi: It would be late, and Yoongi had already headed to bed. You would usually join him, loving how he’d cuddle up to you unconsciously, but you were feeling restless. It had been a while since you’d been together, with him on tour, that you just wanted to be in his company. Almost on its own, your hand reaches for your sketchbook and you soon start to draw. Soon, you drift off into sleep. Yoongi wakes up in the middle of the night to find you asleep over something. On a closer look, he finds a drawing of himself. He sees himself smiling, his eyes crinkled in happiness. Amazed by your talent and just how closely you pay attention to him when he isn’t looking, his gummy smile takes up his face as he reaches for you, picking you up and carrying you to bed with him. He falls asleep with you in his arms, thinking that maybe he should smile more often if he gets too see your drawings. But only for you. 

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Namjoon: “Baby, what’s this?” Namjoon asks as you come out of the bathroom. You freeze as you see him on the floor, reaching for something under your bed. You realize that it’s your sketchbook. “Oh, that? That’s nothing! Here, I’ll take it!” Before you reach him though, Namjoon had already opened it and began looking through. All the landscapes you’ve drawn, flowers, nature, and people. Specifically Namjoon. “Wow…sweetie this is amazing. You have a great talent. Why haven’t you shared this with me?” You shrug, saying that they aren’t that great. “What do you mean? I’ve never seen anything more beautiful…wait. Is that me?” A blush spreads across your cheeks as you realize you can’t hide it anymore. He’s looking at a drawing of himself, with earbuds in and a book on his lap. He looks up at you with a sly smile. “Baby, you should’ve told me you wanted to draw me. I’ll be more than happy to model for you.” He gets up and heads to the kitchen, going to make you breakfast before he stops next to you. “If it means getting to be in the presence of my beautiful girlfriend for hours while all her attention is on me. And only me. Then you can draw me anytime sweetie.” 

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Seokjin: The two of you would just be hanging out in the living room; him watching a movie while you’re snuggled up next to him. Jin gets up, saying that he wants to get some snacks. “Alrighty! Grab me my favorite please!” You tell after him. He raises his hand in response and you settle back into the couch. You reach over the couch and grab your sketchbook that you were drawing in earlier. You start to finish the drawing of Jin that you started when he enters the room once again. “Okay so I have chips and your favorite chocolate-Yah! Is that me!?” Jin yells, surprised. You shrug casually. “Of course! Who else would I be drawing?” Jin continues to stand there flustered. “But- but you never told me you could draw!” You laugh in response, enjoying just how embarrassed he’s getting. “Well you never asked silly!” Jin continues to stand there, frozen, before finally coming back to reality. He walks over and watches you as you finish the drawing of himself. Suddenly, a small smirk crosses his face. “…I do look pretty good though. I didn’t think my beauty could be captured on paper.” He says, half-jokingly. You shut the notebook closed and playfully hits his arm. “That’s why I never told you! You’re so full of yourself!” You both laugh at this before he pulls you close to him once again, and unpauses the movie. “Only because of you honey. Only because of you.”

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Last Game Novel English Translation (Ch 1 Part 1-Invasion)

As requested I began translating the Last Game novel! Things to keep in mind are this follows the movie storyline (not the manga, it is indeed a bit different), and there are INDEED SPOILERS. So only proceed if you want to be spoiled.
 I’m planning to split each chapter into two parts (8 chapters=16 parts total)

Prologue Translation

The five unparalleled geniuses, the “Generation of Miracles.”
And the one the five of them acknowledged, the “Phantom Sixth Man.”
And then he appeared before them, as if it was fate that they were all gathered in the same generation.
Kagami Taiga.
The one that was the same as the Generation of Miracles, but didn’t become one of the Generation of Miracles. He held the same gift as the geniuses and the last one to awaken-“The Miracle that didn’t become a Miracle.”
He met his fated Shadow, and became a true light.
The Light fought his rivals and increased his brightness, and finally led his team to win the Winter Cup and become the number one team in Japan.

And now,

The Light and Shadow arrive at a new stage.

Click the ‘read more’ to continue to the first half of Chapter 1!

* I revised some of the sentences a bit to give a better visual to match the scenes in the movie. 

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The Reunion

Prompt:
Where Harry comes back home and Y/N missed him too much for words.


6 months.

That’s how long it had been since you had seen Harry in person. Of course there were the daily calls, texts and face times. But nothing could ever compare to the feeling of seeing him in person. There was something just so magical about his presence, that it made you crave him every second of the day. Whether that be the loving gaze with which he looked at you, or the glint in his eyes that sparkled with love and pure happiness.


At times, you wondered how you had gotten lucky enough to get someone like him. Someone so pure, so mysteriously beautiful. Someone whom you loved with all of your heart, body and soul. And to think that he loved you back all the very same. Harry had never failed to tell you how much he adored you, how every moment spent together was the best of his life. There was never a dull moment between you two. As spontaneous as you both were, there was always one thing or another to talk about. But even when there wasn’t, the silence was very much treasured, with the both of you dwelling in the comfort of the others’ presence.

It was always hard when he left. A lot of the nights were spent awake, wishing you could be in his arms right then. It was hard for him as well, he knew that you had trouble sleeping alone, and he wanted nothing more than to hold you. But the movie was important, and he knew that you would pretty much kill him if he ditched the shooting and came back home for you.

You had always been appreciative of his career, as he had always been of yours. You were a book writer, one of the best of the time. Harry always asked you where your inspiration came from, and once when you replied with “You”, he couldn’t have been more surprised, yet happier than ever. Honestly, he hadn’t expected to be such an important person in your life that you would actually write about him. But it lit him to the core that the love of his life loved him back just as much as he did.

While he was away for his movie, you had been busy with your own book. But successfully, he had completed his movie just as you had gotten done with your book. The book was about a long distance relationship, which was pretty much inspired from your own, and you couldn’t wait for Harry to read it. He had been working hard for his movie, as well. Considering that it was his first, he tried to put his everything in it. As busy as the both of you were, you never failed to think of the other throughout the day. The usual phone calls may have been reduced on the days that were busier than others, but you still managed to make it work.

Today was the day that he was coming back home and you couldn’t have been happier. He didn’t have to do anything for a couple of months now, and you were the same. The two of you made sure to clear your schedules beforehand, so you could fully enjoy each other’s presence.

The trailer for ‘Dunkirk’ was to be released that day as well. Harry was more than excited for you to see it, as he had raved to you about it many times before. You yourself couldn’t wait, so when you woke up that day with your phone blowing with notifications of people freaking out, your first instinct was to click on the link straight away. The short video absolutely blew you away. The movie seemed so fascinating, and you felt immensely proud that your very own love was in it. You couldn’t help but notice just how good he looked. Needless to say, you were bursting with pride. Just as you were going to call him, your phone dinged with a text message:

Getting on my flight back home, love. Can’t wait to see you!


Of course, you had forgotten about the time zone. However, you felt your heartbeat fasten as you read the text. He was coming back home, back to you. You will be seeing him for the first time in months. The trailer definitely hadn’t helped your patience. After wishing him a safe flight, you decided to clean up the house. That got done soon, and you still had around two hours until his plane would land. Therefore, you settled for watching the trailer again. After watching it endlessly (you just couldn’t get enough), you finally decided to get ready to head out to the airport.

You wanted to look good for him, especially now that you were seeing him after such a long time. You settled with blue jeans and a tank top, with a cardigan above. Setting your hair in its usual waves and applying a little makeup, you were good to go. Taking your phone and keys, you headed out to your car. As you arrived at the airport, you were thankful to see no paparazzi around. You went inside, and soon the announcement came that the plane would land in a couple of minutes.

As the time for Harry to come out neared, you felt your heart racing. You didn’t know why you were so nervous. You had been together for a long time, and had been through this many times before. However, there was always this lingering fear of whether you two could fall back into your usual routine again.


That fear was whisked away as soon as you saw him coming out of the luggage department. He looked as good as ever, with a duffle bag in his hands. You were quick to run towards him, calling out his name. That was enough to grab his attention, and he dropped the bag to the floor as soon as he saw you. Spreading out his arms for you to jump in, he couldn’t have been happier. He had waited so long for this moment that he almost wondered how he had been able to go so long without you. His hold on you was tight, as he cherished your presence.


“I’m guessing you missed me, huh love?” he teasingly said with a smirk. That smirk was soon lost though, as he felt your body trembling, he pulled away to look at the tears streaming down your face, with your eyes shut tight. “Hey now, don’t cry sweetheart. I’m here now, ain’t I? Goin’ nowhere, I promise. Jus’ me an’ you now.” 


You nuzzled your face in his neck, still overwhelmed by the fact that he was actually back. Harry felt his own eyes watering, he had missed you just as much. And to see you crying, that was a sight he couldn’t bear watching. He wanted to see you happy, and he wanted to be the one to make you happy. “Baby, please don’t cry. Wanna see you smile. ‘S been so long, hasn’t it.”  You pulled back to look him in the eyes, as he wiped away your tears. 


“I’m sorry, I just missed you so much, can’t believe you’re actually here. It feels like a dream.” You replied, with a tearful smile. “Wouldn’t do this in a dream now, would I?” he said as he smashed his lips with yours. The kiss was slow and passionate, yet filled with impatience and excitement. Every kiss, it felt like the both of you fell in love once again. And all you prayed was that this feeling between the two of you would never die.

As you two pulled away, there were huge smiles etched upon your faces. You leaned closer to him and whispered, “I saw the trailer, Haz. I’m so proud of you, I can’t explain it in words.” He smiled back as he replied, “Thankyou baby, couldn’t have done it without you.” “I love you”, you said, as you held on to him tightly. The two of you had now resorted to a quieter area of the airport so you could have your reunion in private. “I love you too, pet. Missed yeh so much while I was’ away.”


Soon enough, you two headed for home, your hands were intertwined as you drove home. You could feel his gaze burning into your skin, and you turned to the side to face him. “You’re staring.” You stated the obvious. “I am.” He replied with a smirk. “May I ask why?” you questioned, with a smile on your face. “How about no?” he said, at which you let out a laugh. These playful conversations were one of the most cherished things in your relationship, and you missed them a lot while he was away.

“I swear you only get more beautiful every time I see you.” He complimented. Heat rose to your cheeks at the comment. It was strange how even after all the years of being together, he still had the same effect on you as he had on your first date. “Have you completed your book?” he asked, genuinely interested. “I have, yeah. Just need to get the editing done, but that can wait.” You replied. “I can’t wait to read it. I’m sure it’s amazing.” He replied, ever so appreciative of your work. In reply, you raised his hand to kiss it, as you continued driving to your shared home.


That night, you two lay in bed cuddled into each other, just sharing stories and experiences that you had during the time you were apart. He told you about his movie, while you told him about the ideas that you had for new books. You two snuggled deeper into each other with every word. Secret words and promises were shared in the dark, in the solace of your own home. You both cherished your time together, enjoying the blissful time that you had. You were both so caught up in each other, that time became irrelevant. All you two wanted was to just hold each other tight enough that you would become one. And in that moment, you wished for nothing else than to have the beautiful boy next to you, yours forever.

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you did this number, but if not, then please number 20. :-)

I’m not even sure what this is tbh it just popped into my head

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“Something’s clearly wrong,” Beca said, casting an anxious glance at Chloe, who was still sitting in the corner of the sofa. Her knees were drawn into her chest and she was scrolling on her phone. There was a crease in her forehead she only got when she was frowning. “Maybe if you told me what it was I could help.”

“There’s nothing wrong,” Chloe said, not looking away from her phone.

Beca sighed and ran a hand through her hair. She wasn’t good at this. She wasn’t used to it. Chloe was always the happy one.

“Don’t you have somewhere to be?” Chloe asked. She didn’t say it particularly harshly, but Beca still recoiled slightly.

“No,” Beca said. “We got everything in the studio done today so I thought I’d come home early. I thought you’d be happy to see me.”

It was Chloe’s turn to sigh.

“I am happy to see you.”

“Yeah, you really look it.”

Chloe had to bite her tongue so she didn’t snap back. “It’s just… since you posted that picture of us on your Instagram, some of your fans have been… well, they just aren’t happy that you aren’t single.” Chloe said.

“What?”

Chloe handed Beca her phone so she could read the string of hateful anonymous messages that Chloe had received on her tumblr.

“Oh my god,” Beca said softly. “Chlo’, I’m so sorry. I had no idea this would happen. I thought they’d be happy for me.”

“It’s okay,” Chloe said.

“No it isn’t,” Beca replied. “It is absolutely not okay.” She handed Chloe her phone back. “Baby, I’m so sorry they did this. I’ll post a video or something and tell them to stop.”

“No, don’t do that, it’ll make it worse,” Chloe said. “I’ll just turn off anonymous messages and stay away from social media for a few days.”

“You shouldn’t have to do that,” Beca said.

“I knew something like this would happen,” Chloe said. “Your fans are always so… intense. I knew they’d react strongly to you getting a girlfriend.”

“But we’ve been dating for years!”

“But they’ve only just found out,” Chloe said. “They just want you to be happy. They think I’m some new girl who just showed up. They think I don’t know you and I’m just interested in you because you’re famous.”

“But you make me happy! I’m gonna post something,” Beca said, pulling out her own phone.

“No, you don’t have to.”

“Yes I do,” Beca said.

She scrolled through her photos and found an old selfie of her and Chloe and wrote a long paragraph before posting it to Instagram.

Chloe’s phone buzzed like it always did when Beca posted something.

She clicked on the photo, and read the description.

‘This is my girlfriend @aca-Beale. We’ve been dating for around five years. This photo was taken on the day we graduated college together. She’s been my best friend since the day I met her. She makes me feel so loved and so happy and I love her more than I thought humanly possible. She has been there through all my highs and lows. When I got rejected for the third time by a record label, she stayed up all night with me while I cried. And a year later when I got my first number 1, she stayed up all night with me and partied. She is everything to me.
I know you weirdos care about me, but sending my girlfriend hateful messages online isn’t cool. She is the most important thing to me in the world, and today I came home to find her practically in tears because people who call themselves my fans hurt her. I want to be able to share cool moments of my life with you guys, but if this carries on then all of my social media will go away. I know most of you would never do something like this, but I’m hoping you can spread the word that it’s not okay. I love you guys, but I love her more.’

Chloe wiped her eyes and Beca pulled her into her arms.

“I love you too,” she said.

“I love you more.”

“It isn’t a contest,” Chloe said, finally smiling.

“Luckily for you. I’d definitely be winning.”

Let me give you the world (SFW)

Originally posted by abcadz123

A/N: Hello! So i’ve been hella inactive, so i wrote this thingy with OtaYuri to celebrate a very late Valentine’s day. It’s heeeelllaaaaa long, but I hope you guys enjoy it. It was fun to write ♥ I think Yuri is like 18 here or something?? I don’t know, maybe??

There’s no proofreading at the end because I’m way too lazy guys, help

Words: 3,541 (I am so so sorry omg, under the cut for obvious reasons)


Otabek opened his eyes at the first ring of his alarm, (Yuri hates him so much because he’s the kind of person that gets up when it’s time), he poked a hand out of the blankets to turn it off, not wanting to wake up Yuri just yet.

Once the alarm was off he turned around to leave a kiss on Yuri’s forehead like every morning, however, he was surprised to find out that Yuri wasn’t laying right beside him, instead, a pink note was laying on his partner’s pillow. Otabek frowned, rubbing the sleepiness off his eyes and taking the folded note in his fingers. His name written in Yuri’s elegant calligraphy.

Otabek, I prepared like the cheesiest shit for Valentine’s day. You can’t laugh. Go to the kitchen.

-Yuri

Otabek felt his cheeks getting warm as a big smile started to pull at the corners of his mouth. He got up with a jump, walking (more like running) towards the kitchen. Yuri Plisetsky preparing something for Valentine’s day? The the Yuri Plisetsky who gets all flustered when Otabek brushes his har with his fingers? That’s definitely something forward to see.

He stopped by the entrence of the kitchen when a delicious smell filled his nostrils. He peeked into the room and his mouth watered when he saw his favorite breakfast waiting for him in the counter, a tablet and another pink note laying beside it.

Press play, dork

-Yuri

Otabek turned on the tablet and pressed play to the vide where he saw Yuri leaning against the counter.

“Yo, Otabek”, he brushed his blonde hair back with his hand. “Ah, I think I should say something… sweeter…”, he cleared his throat, looking away as his hand traveled down to scratch at the back of his neck, Otabek noticed how his cheeks started to turn pink. “Good morning, Altin. I made your favorite breakfast and also the smoothie you like, that one is in the frige”, he pointed to the fridge in the video and Otabek turned just to see another pink note.

“I can’t be there with you because I have more things prepared for you”, a happy smile broke into Yuri’s face. “But enjoy this breakfast because I woke up very early to make it! A-ah… and I made it with love”, Otabek laughed and at the same time Yuri did in the video. “Enjoy your breakfast and keep following the notes!”, he waved and the video ended.

Otabek was tempted to replay the video, but he remebered the note in the fridge, so with long steps he made his way to it, opening it up as soon as he took it.

Your smoothie is inside! After breakfast you’ll have to go to /men’s shop/ and said to the first employee you see that you came for “My best present ever”, like that, if you don’t say it they’ll not give it to you

-Yuri

Otabek rolled his eyes, reading the note over and over again. He could hear Yuri’s voice inside his head and his heart was jumping excitedly at Yuri’s next surprise. So far, Otabek didn’t know what to expect, turning back at his breakfast his stomach growled, desperate to dig in that glorious-looking plate, though, Otabek started to lead to the bathroom before anything else. His bladder about to explode.

He found another pink note in the bathroom’s mirror.

You look stunning today.

-Yuri ❤”

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The Only Reason

Requests: Could you do number 12 with J-Hope please?

12) You and your bias are in a long distance relationship and he plans a surprise visit.

Member: BTS J-Hope x Y/N x (ft. Namjoon)

Type: fluff


You had woken up in a particularly bad mood this morning and you couldn’t quite put your finger on why. It had started innocently enough; wrapped in your blankets with the perfect cold to warm ratio across your sheets. You slowly peeled yourself from bed, entered a relatively pleasant shower, and had all of your desired clothing clean for the day. 

Yet you couldn’t shake the rotten mood that hung over you. You felt edgy and mildly perturbed at even the smallest of inconveniences. When you poured your cereal, but a few pieces had missed the bowl. When you looked down and noticed your phone hadn’t been completely plugged in last night and already sported a 50% battery. Nothing was life altering, but enough to have you annoyed. 

After procrastinating for the better part of the day, you finally decided to crack open your laptop and go over some online homework. You hadn’t heard from your boyfriend yet, but you hadn’t really expected to considering he was on the opposite side of the world. Maybe that was what was irking you as well. 

Your boyfriend, Jung Hoseok, or better known to the world, BTS member J-Hope, was indeed on the opposite side of the world from you. When your best friend had drug you to a Korean pop convention, you never thought you’d wander into a VIP area when looking for the restroom. You never thought you would accidentally trip over the feet of a very attractive and very talented Korean rapper. And more over, you never thought that same Korean rapper would melt into a heart-eyed emoji whenever he made eye contact with you. 

You didn’t know what Kakao talk was until Hoseok had scribbled his I.D. on your palm before running off to perform. You took a picture with your phone, quickly washing your hands once you had found the actual bathroom, and downloaded it once you were home. It took him only three minutes to reply after you added him and the rest could be considered history. 

You jumped as your phone began to loudly ring near your thigh. Your heart leapt, hoping you would find Hoseok’s familiar face waiting for you on the other side. You lifted up the screen to find Namjoon smiling up at you instead. You sighed, furrowing your brows. Why would Namjoon be calling you?

Granted you were at ease with most of the boys in Bangtan, but rarely received calls from them. You had several chats with a few members, but never over voice to voice calls. 

“H-hello?” you stuttered, trying your best to not sounds as confused as you felt. 

“What’s up, Y/N?” Namjoon’s deep voice chuckled. “I bet you’re wondering why I called.”

“Very intuitive,” you smiled. They didn’t call him the man with the sexy brain for nothing. 

“So I finally talked Bang-pd nim into allowing me to finally move forward on that Wale collab,” Namjoon continued. You could hear the excitement in his voice. 

“That’s amazing Joonie!” you gasped. You felt happy for your friend. Wale was one of his favorite rappers and you knew this was a huge opportunity for him. You couldn’t help but wonder though, why was he calling you?

“For our next holiday, they’ve agreed to fly me and one of the manager hyungs out to meet up with him, but that’s where I’m going to need a little help,” Namjoon sighed. His tone had changed, signaling that he would mention the reason as to why he was calling. 

“From me I’m guessing?” you hummed, already knowing. 

“Precisely,” he laughed. “So we need someone to pick us up from the airport and bring us to the hotel. Wale’s people are going to take care of everything after that.”

“Oh,” you sighed. BTS were international super stars and their leader was calling you to pick him up from the airport? It didn’t make sense. “I mean…I guess, but…Namjoon…you’re a BTS member…do you really want to carpool with me? Shouldn’t you have like…a driver in a Rolls or something?”

Namjoon choked on the opposite side of the line, spluttering into a coughing fit. “I wish it was that glamorous. So will you do it?”

“When?” you grumbled, feeling oddly perturbed again. Perhaps it was because you got to see someone so close to Hoseok, but not Hoseok himself. 

“A week from today, so next Sunday at around noon,” Namjoon confirmed. Your heart immediately dropped. That was you and Hoseok’s anniversary and you had agreed to Skype date for a full twelve hours. Binge on movies, eat snacks, and make up on all of the time you had lost during the past couple of months. 

“I know what you’re thinking,” Namjoon continued, not even stopping to hear your response. “I already talked to Hobi. He said it would be fine if I stole you away for a few hours.”

You felt a streak of anger shoot through your body, causing your shoulders to tense. Did he now? 

“Well, if Hobi thinks it’s alright,” you said through barred teeth. “I don’t see why not.”

“Thanks, Y/N! You’re the best!” Namjoon all but giggled. “I’ll see you then!” 

You hung up the phone, biting your lip. “Sure…I’ll see you then.”


The next week passed as an emotional whirlwind. You hadn’t heard much from Hoseok, especially since you had unintentionally caused an argument about the whole Namjoon situation. It was the day of your anniversary and as you begrudgingly climbed into your vehicle, you still hadn’t heard anything from him. 

“Stubborn, grumpy old man,” you hissed, launching your car into drive. “Pain in the butt anniversary non celebrator.” 

You could never seriously insult Hoseok, not even when you were angry. The man was too full of sunshine and warmth to deserve anything derogatory shot his way. 

As your thoughts rolled one after another, the drive to the airport which usually took an hour seemed to take five minutes. You pulled into one hour parking and drug yourself from the car, adjusting your clothes and running a nervous hand through your hair. Seeing Namjoon wasn’t as good as seeing Hoseok, but you were still happy to have him around. You locked your car, unfolding the “Mr. Kim” sign you had created as a joke to stand in the terminal with. 

You made sure to check all of the signs and arrival times to make sure that he was on schedule. You stood near the baggage claim, unfolding your sign as there was only about five minutes left from when his flight would land. You felt the strange nerves of anxiety begin to rumble in your stomach. You hushed yourself, chuckling at your own absurdity. It wasn’t Hoseok. 

Until it was. 

Your heart nearly fell to your feet as you watched your barefaced and sleepy boyfriend step onto the escalator. His eyes quickly searched the baggage claim, finding yours in a matter of seconds. A large grin spread across his face as he took the moving stairs by two, launching across the crowds to rush towards you. 

“Hoseok,” you whispered, shaking your head. “Hobi. Hobi!” 

You were nearly sobbing as he reached you, his arms wrapping around your waist and his face buried deep into your neck. The feeling coursing through your body was unexplainable. You felt like you would simultaneously explode and collapse. Your heart and head were in the clouds, but your feet were anchored in their spot. You felt like you were being pulled apart by two separate worlds, but struggled to keep your head in this one. 

You felt like you had entered a dream as he leaned back and took your face into his hands. He wiped away at the tears streaming down your cheeks and smiled. 

“Why are you crying?” he cooed, his smile as bright as sunshine. 

“Are you really here?” you hiccuped. 

“I’m really here,” he hummed. “Were you surprised?”

“Was this the plan all along?” you cried, shaking your head. 

If it was possible, Hoseok’s smile grew wider. “Of course it was. You thought i would give up any time with you on our anniversary to my hyung? Plus, why in the world would he make you pick him up?”

“I don’t know!” you grumbled. You stomped your foot with a pout. “I didn’t know if funds were tight at BigHit, have you seen the music videos you all have been putting out lately? The cinematography is just…”

“Y/N!” Hoseok interrupted with a laugh. 

“So Namjoon didn’t come?” you asked, looking past Hoseok’s shoulder to the nearly empty baggage claim area. 

“Nope, it’s just me and you. And a week’s worth of cuddles and Netflix to attend to,” Hoseok smiled. “If you’ll have me of course.”

“Well, you did fly all of this way,” you sighed, your smile now matching his. “It would be rude for me to turn you away now.” 

“Oh, so that’s the only reason?” he grinned, peppering your cheeks with kisses. 

You looked up at him through your lashes, pushing him away before whispering, “Maybe not the only reason.” 

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Not Okay

In which Simon is feeling insecure because he has been sent hate, so you, being the bigger YouTuber, decided to do something about it. 

Requested? Yes


I woke up to the birds chirping outside and the sun shining through the windows of Simon’s bedroom. We had been together for so long, and moving in with him and some of the other boys was one of the best decisions in my life. I rolled over, hoping to curl up to Simon’s sleepily warm body, only to curl up on cold bed sheets. I opened my eyes to see I was alone in bed, which was a first.

I struggled to sit up, and pushed all the messy strands of hair out of my face. The door to Simon’s bathroom as open, and I could just about see him standing in front of the sink, staring at himself in the mirror. I shielded my eyes from the sun with my hand.

‘Si?’ I asked, my voice groggy with sleep. But Simon didn’t budge. He just continued staring at himself with an empty expression. He was topless; he usually sleeps in just his boxers. 'Simon,’ I repeated which made him snap out of his trance.

'Hm?’ He asked, brushing through his hair with his fingers awkwardly, then pulling a loose SDMN t-shirt over his head.

'What are you doing?’ I asked, my voice laced with a giggle.

'Nothing,’ He said but he didn’t sound too happy. I ripped the bedsheets off my bare legs and got out of bed, walking up to him and wrapping my arms around his waist. I looked up at him with a smile  that burned my cheeks. 'Good morning, handsome.’ I leaned up to kiss his cheek.

'Good morning,’ He smiled weakly. He wasn’t being his usual self.

'What’s wrong?’ You asked, reaching up to his face with one hand, caressing one cheek softly. He looked genuinely upset.

'Nothing, I just want some time alone.’ He said, taking my hand and bringing it back down. He carefully pushed me out of the way and left the room, leaving me standing there, confused.

For the rest of the day, Simon locked himself up in his room as he filmed and edited his videos. It felt wrong to leave him alone, but that’s what the other boys suggested I should do.

Little did I know that this would go on for the rest of the week. Josh claimed that he was just having a moment, and that he’d be fine within the next couple of days, but I was still worrying my ass off. I couldn’t remember a time where Simon had been acting this weird.

Being a YouTuber myself, I decided to sit down in front of my cameras one quiet afternoon. If I couldn’t reach Simon, I figured I’d reach out to the viewers. That, and I knew he watched all my videos. I hated talking about it, but I had more subscribers that Simon did, so I hoped this would reach as many people as possible.

'Right guys, here I am, sitting in an oversized SDMN sweater and literally nothing else.’ I said to the camera, and then laughed at how awkward I was. 'This video is going to be a little more serious than my other videos are, so get comfortable because we’re going to have a talk, like mature adults do.’ As I spoke, I got myself comfortable too.

'I think you guys might have noticed that I’ve been a little inactive lately, and so has Simon. If you don’t know who Simon is, then either you’re a new subscriber or you’ve been living under a rock.’ I laughed. 'No but seriously, Simon and I have been dating for a long time and lately he’s been acting… he hasn’t been acting like himself.’

I shuffled around in my seat. 'Now, I have Twitter. I get nice messages from you guys all the time on Twitter, but I also see the hate. Not only towards me, but towards other people as well. And recently, I’ve seen a lot of that hate going to my boyfriend. A lot more than usual, a lot more than what is healthy. And I know that recording this video probably won’t make a difference because the people that hate is will still hate us, if not more.’

'I just really don’t understand what the point is behind sending hate. Like, why would you do that? Why would you waste your time on making someone feel bad? It’s just something that I would personally never do and that I would never support.’

'I guess what I’m saying is, if you have nothing nice to say, don’t say it. And I’m pretty sure that phrase is copyrighted by primary teachers, but I’ll say it anyway.’ I laughed again.

'Just please stop spreading the negativity, and spread positivity instead. You know, try it out! It’s a good feeling, I promise. And it makes people happy, so where could you possibly go wrong? Anyways, that’s what’s been on my mind lately. Thanks for watching and I’ll see you in the next one, ciao!’ I smiled and waved at the camera, then stopped recording.

Within an hour I had finished editing and making a thumbnail, and it was now processing on my channel. After that, it was up, and as usual, I immediately got many different notifications on all different social medias. I left my phone and computer and went into the kitchen to grab an apple. I was hungry, but not too hungry, and not in the mood for a light unhealthy snack either. I figured an apple will do.

'Ooh, you uploaded a new video!’ Vik exclaimed. He was sitting at the kitchen island behind a laptop, clicking about. And then I heard my own voice from the video and cringed. I heard someone’s door being opened from upstairs, and then footsteps coming down the stairs.

I looked up and to my surprise it was Simon. His blonde hair was a mess so that the front of it was plastered to his forehead. His eyes were a darker shade of blue and looked tired, matched with the bags underneath his eyes. He probably hadn’t slept well in days. There was stubble growing from his cheeks and he was wearing his oldest clothes. Not even socks. Not even a necklace.

'Hey,’ I smiled at him.

'Can I talk to you?’ He asked. I bit my lip and nodded, no matter how much I was scared of what he was going to say. I followed him back up the stairs and to his room, where he sat down on our bed and I plopped down next to him, sitting crosslegged.

'Come here,’ He said and enveloped me into a hug, so I was squished between his long lanky arms and pressed against his chest. I wrapped my arms back around him and smiled happily.

'Simon, I can’t breathe,’ I struggled to say. He let me go a little.

'I want to cuddle,’ He pleaded with big, lighter blue eyes. I giggled at him as we wormed underneath the duvet and cuddled up to each other. Simon’s arms were quick to find my waist and wrap themselves around me. 'I’m sorry I haven’t been acting normal,’ He apologies and started planting kisses all over my face.

'Si, don’t apologise.’ I laughed as he continued kissing me. He stopped for a second and smiled, dimples appearing in both his cheeks. I leaned in and fluttered my eyes closed, pecking his soft pink lips momentarily.

When I pulled away, he pouted. 'That was such a short kiss.’ He complained, making me burst out laughing even harder.

'By the way, stubble doesn’t look too bad on you.’ I complimented with a wink, placing one hand on his cheek and going in for another little kiss. 'Also, don’t listen to the hate. I get how difficult it can be.’

'Especially when everyone ships your girlfriend with one of your best friends.’ He rolled his eyes dramatically.

'I’m pretty sure Chris ships himself with me more than the fans ship him with me.’ I giggled and booped his nose.

What I said made him smile, and he strengthened his hold around me and pressed me closer to him, rocking me back and forth.

'You’re the best. The best girlfriend. I love you,’ He whispered in my ear.

Low Levels

Jack could always tell when his blood sugar levels got low.

His hands would shake, only a little at first, and his vision would get slightly burry on the edges, but not enough to hinder him.

Those were the two most telling signs, and there were other smaller less significant ones that he had picked up over the years of having diabetes. And for the most part, he was good at not letting them get too low. Because it had happened a handful of times, and always left him feeling like complete shit after he woke up.

Passing out was not that fun, no matter what anyone said.


There were very few people that actually knew of Jack’s diabetes too, because he didn’t feel as if it was a fact that needed to be spread, and if he was being totally honest, he thought it made him seem weak.

He knew that that was a stupid reason for not telling people, and he kept an identification tag on him at all times, just in case, but that was how his mind worked.

Of the few people to know though, Joe was surprisingly not one of them, despite the two having been dating for over a year now. Only Conor, Mikey, and Josh knew from their group.

Conor because he was Jack’s older brother and had thus grown up with it, Mikey because he caught the teacher scolding Jack one day for letting his sugar levels get too low, and Josh because during their year of living together, Jack had unfortunately let them get too low again and had passed out. To which Josh had had a full on freak out, calling Conor, and panicking.

Jack hated that those three knew, but was thankful that they hadn’t revealed his secret to anyone else.

And he knew that Joe deserved to know, it wasn’t right keeping something from the man he cared so much for, but no matter how many times Jack tried to tell Joe, he just couldn’t bring himself to admit to that weakness, and so he kept it a secret.


Which meant that when the signs of low blood sugar did begin to show, Jack had to try to hide them.

Although that wasn’t always that easy, because it turned out his boyfriend was very observant.

“Are you alright?” Joe frowns over at Jack, reaching for one of his hands, but the younger man jerks back suddenly.

“Fine!”

Conor glances up from his phone, sat on the other side of Jack as they get ready to film a video, surprised by the sudden outburst from his younger brother.

“You’re shaking though.” Joe reaches forward again, but pauses halfway as Jack tries to pull back further, his back pressing against Conor’s shoulder.

“Jack…” The older Maynard says in a warning tone, already catching on to whats happening.

“I’m fine, Conor!” Jack snaps, jumping up from the bed. He waits for the world to settle before staring down at the other two bodies, trying his best to ignore the blurriness creeping in at the edges of his vision. “I just need to grab a drink.”


He stumbles slightly in the hallway, bracing himself against the wall as he shakes his head, hoping it’ll help with the increasing blurriness. From behind him, he can hear mumbled voices, but they sound distant, and are fading in and out.

Taking another step seems exhausting, so Jack leans back against the wall heavily, clenching his hands into fists, trying to lessen the shaking that’s slowly traveling across his body.

“Jack?” He opens his eyes, not realizing they had closed, and turns his head to look back to the doorway, seeing Joe standing there, worry spread across his face.

But his boyfriend is shifting, his body is turning sideways, and growing taller. Or is Jack shrinking?

“Jack!” He hears faintly as darkness takes over and the floor gives out.

Then he feels nothing.


“Why isn’t he waking up? Conor, why isn’t he waking up?!” Joe’s frantic tone hits Jack first, and he lets out a small groan, his hand blindly searching for his boyfriends, wanting to reassure him and shut him the hell up. Because Jack’s head is pounding, and he cannot handle a worried Joe right now.

“Relax, he’s coming to.” Conor’s more calm tone cuts through the fogginess, and Jack blinks open his eyes as his hand connects with another, fingers slipping through his.

The first thing he sees is a disapproving frown on his older brothers face, and when he tilts his head slightly, he sees a distraught looking Joe.

“Wha’ happened?” Jack’s tongue feels heavy, and the pounding in his head dramatically increases, as if the pain is aware he’s awake and wants to further torture him.

“You’re a bloody idiot, again. That’s what.” Conor answers, helping him sit up, steadying him with a hand on his shoulder until Jack gives a little nod.

“What the fuck, Jack?” Joe finally blurts out, his hand in Jack’s tightening its grip. “Why the hell wouldn’t you tell me you have fucking diabetes?! This is kind of an important thing to tell people!”

“You told him?” Jack asks Conor, who gives him a pointed look, “Yeah, alright, fair enough.” He sighs, taking the bottle of juice handed to him. After taking a long drink, he finally looks back over at Joe, who’s staring over at him expectantly.

“Babe…I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?!”

“Joe.” Conor warns.

“If you hadn’t just passed out…” Joe shakes his head, sitting down heavily beside Jack, “That was bloody terrifying you know.”

“Again, I’m sorry,” The younger man lifts their intertwined hands onto his lap, rubbing his thumb across the back of Joe’s hand. “I didn’t realize it was that bad.”

“I took your numbers, Jack.” Conor’s voice turns tense, “When was the last time you even ate?”

Taking another drink of the juice, Jack buys a little time before answering, knowing both are not going to be happy with his answer: “Uhm, yesterday some time.”

“What?!”

“Jack!”

He flinches at the harsh tones, “I’m sorry, okay?! I got busy! And then we got home so late, and I was exhausted, and just fell into bed! I meant to eat something, but I just…forgot.”

“For fuck sake’s…” Conor mutters, starting to pace. “You can’t just forget to eat, Jack! We’ve talked about this. With mum, with the doctor, with the dietitian. You cannot forget to eat, it messes with your level’s, and hurts your body!”

“Conor…”

“No.” He whirls around, glaring over at Jack, “There is no excuse. So stop being an idiot, and remember to eat! And stop hiding it from the people you love!” With that final word, he turns and walks away, leaving a stunned Joe and a guilty Jack.


“Why didn’t you tell me?” Joe asks quietly a minute later, his free hand tracing Jack’s tattoo.

“Because I’m an idiot.” The younger man tells him, “And I don’t know,” He shifts, feeling embarrassed, “Guess it makes me weak.”

“Having diabetes makes you weak?”

“Like I said, I’m an idiot.”

“You aren’t an idiot,” Joe tells him fiercely, moving his hand to Jack’s cheek, turning his boyfriends face to his own, “And it doesn’t make you weak. But you should have told me, so I could have reminded you to eat. Jack, I was terrified when I saw you collapse. I had no idea what was going on!”

“I know, babe,” He leans into the touch, “And I really am sorry.”

“Please don’t forget to eat anymore.”

“I promise to try harder at remembering.”

“You shouldn’t be trying, you should just be doing.”

“I know,” Jack leans forward, kissing Joe quickly, “Thanks for fussing over me.”

“I always will,” Joe smiles back, “Now come on, let’s go get you some food and find a movie to watch.”

“But, the video…”

“The video can wait!” Conor calls out, waiting for them a few feet away, “Food and relaxing first.”

“Yes, sir.” Jack rolls his eyes, but smiles at his older brother as Joe leads him towards the kitchen, a silent thank you passing between them.

“Piss off.” Conor laughs, shoving at Jack’s shoulder when he’s close enough.

CEO!Namjoon

And now it is time for the second half of the 94 line, our amazing leader, my lowkey spirit animal who looked so cute at Jungkook’s graduation dinner, like the hair was niCe, the clothing was nice as always, it was just a really good look, very boyfriend material, Kim Namjoon aka Rap Monster aka joon

  • This is gonna feature a bit of father!joon bc I can’t resist (all of the father related posts are here) this is also gonna feature youtuber!joon (here)
  • Visuals are up first bc I got some images in my head and I need it
  • I’m gonna add in some blonde!joon bc have you ever seen blonde!joon in a suit it screams CEO!joon
  • Blonde!joon is such a nice look like whether it’s the blonde with the buzzed sides or the blonde with the fringe or even the grayish/silver blonde pretty much all the blonde shades on Namjoon have been incredible and I never get tired of it
  • Like he’s been blonde a few times and you’d think by now it wouldn’t really affect me like I should be used to it but nah it still hits me every time bc he looks s o good do you ever just see a picture of Namjoon and have to appreciate it for a minute bc he’s just so breath taking and then you remember that he has an amazing personality too like woW
  • But CEO!joon does change his hair color all the time, every few months, he’ll go to the office with a different color, he’s done pink, purple, blue, red, pretty much all the colors
  • Namjoon’s fashion is v v important to him, he likes to put in the time to make sure he’s looking niCE, he wants to make sure he’s representing his business well with his cute lil outfits
  • He switches it up when it comes to suits, he likes to keep the classic black suit with a white dress shirt for date nights and more personal events but his office suits are more varied, sometimes he’s got a dark blue suit (if anyone remembers the Epilogue concert teaser, you’ll know the exact look I’m talking about bc that look is entirely CEO!joon) sometimes it’s red or pink or white
  • Some days he’s got a tie, sometimes it’s a bow tie and on some days he just ditches the tie idea entirely (also side note I just thought of joon with a loosened up tie and a white dress shirt and the black dress pants and it’s just oh shi T)
  • He doesn’t always wear suits, it depends on why he’s going into the office, if he has a meeting or something more business related, he’ll wear a suit but if he’s just going in to check on the products or the employees or to design something, he’ll wear one of those amazing Kim Daily outfits
  • Okay so Namjoon is a fashion designer and his company grows s o much so quickly bc he’s got all of his subscribers supporting it and spreading the word
  • It starts off with him just showing some design sketches he’d made and then everyone was telling him he should sell them as merch and that they’d love to wear it and after a few weeks of thinking about it, he finally launches his first few shirts and coats and a scarf
  • He doesn’t expect too much from it but then everyone loves it and he sells out so quickly so he has to restock the following week and then soon he’s releasing more designs, more products, he gets some dresses and skirts and pants onto the site
  • Pretty soon, he’s starting an official fashion line and he becomes an official designer and he’s just s o happy bc he expected maybe one or two people to buy the original shirts and now here he is, the CEO of an extremely popular fashion company
  • Now he’s got his own office, he’s got people calling him and asking him to dress their celebrity clients for awards shows, he’s got his collections in fashion shows around the world
  • He started off in this tiny apartment in LA, making random videos about his day and now he’s got so many different stores all around the world selling his clothes
  • He’s starting to work on building his own store in LA but since his bby girl was born a few months ago, he puts it on the back burner bc she’s his top priority
  • His office would have a view of LA, similar to his old apartment, he gets to look out at night and see all of the lights come on and it’s really beautiful
  • His office is a bit messy bc he has sketches everywhere, he’s got fabric swatches hanging off of everything, he’s got color swatches, notebooks, pens, glues everything he needs to design
  • The furniture is all really modern, they don’t have the typical angles like the bookshelf looks like a giant Tetris piece but he makes sure everything is still functional and he gets really protective over bby girl when she visits the office bc she’s in that exploring phase that most toddlers have so she wants to see what’s up with the book case but that’s a real easy way for her to bump her head on it
  • It happened once and Namjoon felt s o bad bc she was crying and kept rubbing at her head and it was obvious that it hurt pretty damn bad and he just kept giving her head gentle kisses and he had to give her five pieces of chocolate before she’d calm down, after that day, he doesn’t let her out of his sight around the office
  • Okay but head canon that Namjoon has fashion collections for both of his bbys, he designs a bunch of kids’ clothing bc he figures it’s time for an actual collection since people have been asking for it forever
  • He makes a video about it for his channel and he has bby girl and bby boy model the clothes and he’s giggling behind the camera the entire time as they’re “strutting” down their “runway” and posing and he can’t stop smiling bc those are his munchkins looking so proud to represent their father’s clothes
  • He’s also got several collections based off of you, the very first one he did, he actually spent a really long time designing it and getting every detail right and he gets s o fucking happy whenever he sees you wearing anything he made but especially when it’s the collection he made for you
  • He even lets them design a few things and they’re actually pretty cute so he makes them one of a kind clothing so they get to wear their own designs
  • He’s makes a lot of custom clothes for bby girl and bby boy like a lil jacket with “Kim #~″ on the back (you and joon are #1 and #2, bby girl is #3 and bby boy is Kim #4)
  • He takes this one picture for Instagram where all of you are wearing your jackets bc he’s proud as fuck of his cute family
  • “My Kims”