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Hoshi Appreciation Rant

Okay but Hoshi is honestly so talented??? Like, his dancing is lit (as per usual) and of course we all know about him choreographing most dances (with help at times, performance unit I see you) but like…that’s incredible. A ROOKIE is in charge of choreographing dances for the group they’re in. From day one. Not like the chance was given after a few comebacks and he got to throw in a few parts that he made up, NO it’s his literal job to do the entire dance to every song. Okay so we established that he’s amazing already. He doesn’t need to do anything else bc he’s already gifted. But hERE HE IS being a great singer too!! And I’m so glad that he gets lots of lines in songs (sometimes more than jihan and they’re vocal unit) to show off that great voice. So we got a great dancer/choreographer/vocalist. Okay cool. Hoshi you can stop being amazing now, you already won. NOPE THERES MORE! He has been helping Woozi write songs too!!! Now that he has taken an interest in writing, is there anything that he can’t do? I’m telling you, Hoshi is coming for us all. Either stan him now or don’t get mad when he takes over the world. You have your chance right now. If you’re not Team Hoshi then what are you doing? So we got all of those skills that he possesses and you think he’s done yet? Really? You think it’s all over? Noooooope his personality is top notch. He’s funny af and he doesn’t have to be mean or rude to be funny. His members love him very much and light up when he (and the other gag trio members) are around. He can work a sexy concept (y'all saw that solo stage. You know the one) and his aegyo is next level. He’s well rounded. What more could you ask for? Hoshi is truly talented, hilarious, great at variety, hard working, GORGEOUS, and is just a good person all around. He’s everything I could ever ask for in a male idol and I’m so proud to be a Hoshi stan.

lenathemushroom  asked:

May I request a with Kris? You've been dating a few years and buy him a couple ring. He gets annoyed and you have an argument. Make it a happy ending. Love you Xxx

You gently held the tiny box as you made your way back home. You had spent weeks freaking out over what to get Kris for your anniversary. His gifts were always so heartfelt and meaningful. For your last anniversary, you got him a card from the drugstore down the street and bought him a plushie. Honestly, you felt as if your roles were switched when it came to anniversaries. Wasn’t the girl supposed to give good gifts and the guy supposed to give really crappy ones?

It’s not like you didn’t love Kris or forgot your anniversaries. It’s just that you were never good at giving gifts. Honestly, you didn’t expect or want that much so you figured Kris wouldn’t make that big of a deal either, but he always outdid you every year.

And with every passing you felt like crap.

This year, however, would be different. You had been saving up for this gift for a few weeks and were so excited to show it to him. You had stumbled upon these couple rings when you passed a jewelry shop and curiosity got the best of you. You were just browsing initially, but when you saw the rings you instantly fell in love. 

You and Kris were never really into couple clothing or items but after four years, you figured why not? It was a public display of your love for each other and a symbol of your relationship.

You quickened your pace a little bit so that you would hopefully beat Kris home, but when you opened the door and saw the table set for dinner and few candles lit, you knew that he had already been there for a while. Normally, this would make your stomach turn in guilt but not this year. This year, you were giving him something that had meaning and that you had put thought and effort into.

And the poor guy wasn’t even expecting it.

You were just hanging up your coat when Kris walked in, dressed up in a suit and carrying flowers.

“What’s the occasion?” You asked him as you gave him a hug.

“Happy anniversary, Baobei.” He handed you the flowers as you leaned up to peck his lips.

“Thank you so much. They’re beautiful.” You looked him up and down and then realized your casual attire. “I can’t help but feel under dressed.”

He took the flowers from you and put them in a vase that was waiting on the table.

“Well, go and change and then we’ll have dinner, okay?”

You ran off to the bedroom to find a beautiful evening gown laid out on the bed with matching shoes and accessories. You couldn’t help but stand there with your mouth hanging open as you marveled at the extravagant fabric.

You put everything on and quickly fixed your hair. You heard the front door open and slowly made your way to the dining room. You couldn’t help but gasp when you found a man playing the violin as Kris sat at the table and waited for you.

“You really pulled out all the stops, didn’t you?” Kris stood up and pulled out your chair.

“You look beautiful. And yes, I did. But only because I wanted this year to be special.” You sat in the chair as Kris pushed you into the table and sat down across from you.

“I also have something special for you.” You put the ring box on the table and slid it over to him. “Happy anniversary.”

You watched his face as he took the box and opened it.

You were confused when his face scrunched up and he looked up at you.

“Why did you get this?” Well that wasn’t the reaction you were expecting.

“Well, your gifts are always so heartfelt and mine are just generic and boring. This year, I wanted to actually get something special. This way, we always have something that reminds us of each other.” You held up your hand to show him the ring that was already on you finger.

“How much did these cost you?” Now you felt as if you were being interrogated.

“That’s kind of rude to ask about a gift.”

“You know that I don’t like you spending all your money on these kinds of things!” He was starting to raise his voice, which you didn’t appreciate. You could tell things were getting heated because the violinist had stopped playing and made his way out of the room

“Yes, but I wanted to Yifan! I don’t see why you’re getting so upset! I thought you would be happy.”

"How can I be happy when my girlfriend is going out and wasting her money on little things like couple rings?”

You stood up and slammed your hands on the table.

“It’s not stupid, Kris! It is a physical, outward symbol of our dedication to each other! Something you talk about all the time. You say how I’m your one and only and there isn’t anyone else in the world that you would rather be with. Well, now I can see that these ‘stupid’ things don’t matter to you!”


“NO!” You had had it. You actually put your heart into something and it ends up to bite you in the butt. “Don’t baobei me!” You took off the ring you were wearing and stormed out of the room.

"Where are you going?”

“I’m taking all this crap off and then I’m going out for a drink.” You pulled all the jewelry off threw it onto the bed. You were about to take the dress off when you felt Kris’s hand on your wrist.

He turned you around to face him. You could tell he was hurt. Part of you felt guilty but the rest didn’t care.

How dare he put down something that I had put so much thought and effort into? Who does he think he is? He’s allowed to do nice things for me, but as soon as I do something for him it’s not okay?

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to get so upset back there. It’s just…” He turned away and you could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes.

Oh god, what did I do?

You reached up to touch his face. He normally wasn’t so vulnerable in front of you. Especially after a fight.

“I didn’t want you to go out and buy those rings because…” he pulled out a tiny, velvet box from his suit jacket.

Oh my God…

“I had already went out and bought you a ring.”

This isn’t what I think it is…

Your suspicions were confirmed when he got down on one knee and the violinist ran in and started to play.

”_______, I know I can be a little emotional at times and say some really stupid things. Like just then. But, I would never think that our love and dedication to each other is stupid. I know that you’re probably really angry with me right now, but I can’t live another second without you as my wife. So, _______, will you marry me?”

You felt warm tears stream down your face and you sat on your knees in front of him.

“God, I’m so stupid. I’m so sorry.” You rested your head on his shoulder as he held you.

“Does that mean…”

“Yes, of course I will marry you.” You felt his lips crash into yours you stayed like that for a while. You had to breath so you pulled away and rested your forehead on his.

“I love you so much.”


Dawwwwwwwwww I love you too lenathemushroom!! You know you are the only person who hasn’t requested anonymously? Seriously, guys. I don’t bite! Please request. I’m going to be putting some original ideas up but those can only get me so far. Request! Request! Request!

Knock, Knock Ch. 10: With Cinnamon

(I’m having too much fun making chapter headers, OK?)

This chapter gets a little spicy. Hope everyone enjoys! 

Catch up on tumblr: Ch. 1 | Ch. 2 | Ch. 3 | Ch. 4 | Ch. 5 | Ch. 6 | Ch. 7 | Ch. 8 | Ch. 9

Or on AO3.

Killian was on a slippery slope. Sure, he’d accepted that he was well over half in love with his incredible neighbor. But he’d also accepted that acting on that could lead to losing her forever.

It was his worst nightmare, really, that he’d wake up one day, knock on his bedroom wall to ask Swan if she’d help him with a project, only to be met with an annoyed stranger grunting about the noise and leave me the fuck alone. After all, it wasn’t so crazy to think of Emma bolting. It only took a little bit of embarrassment to have her avoid him for a week and a half. If he pushed her too far, made her face too much – or worse, she simply didn’t feel the same way – she’d surely find a new shitty ass apartment in six hours flat.

And he couldn’t have that happening. It’s not as if he were alone in the world or anything. Will and Robin, they were there for him. He had friends and clients. He had a sparkling, captivating personality and was perfectly capable of making new friends.

But he didn’t want to. There was something so easy about his friendship with Emma, something so right and he wasn’t going to lose her.

He also wasn’t going to turn into a messy ball of bloody nerves around her either. Which was easier said than done, considering how every minute with her he was worried about overstepping his boundaries and scaring her off and being too obvious with his yearning looks and doey eyes (direct quote by Regina via Robin at the most recent football match).

(To which Will responded everybody knows; nobody cares and Killian almost decked him. Again.)

He’d made it clear to Will before the bloody football game that he would never be speaking to Emma in that manner ever again. Further, that he owed Emma a glowing apology, not to be delivered one second before it was truly genuine.

Of course, the sodding git maintained he “hadn’t told a lie” – insisted that Killian just wanted in her pants. He’d explained that it wasn’t just anything.

And he must have been particularly persuasive with his attempt at a menacing expression, because Will shut his gob for the first time in years and had simply watched the game.

Small miracles, right?

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anonymous asked:

If you've never been overweight, then how can you be a fitness blog... Sorry I don't mean to offend but if you've always been fit can you really relate to the struggle of being born thicker, never having your baby fat shed, and being 20-30 pounds overweight as a teenager? I appreciate your blog I'm just kind of jealous and upset that you've never felt the struggle of the wandering eyes to your mid section when in a bikini ....

Let me just clear some things up because it find this message quite rude.

To run a fitness blog means you want to get fit, it doesn’t mean that every fitness blog has an overweight blogger looking to get fit. Fitness means fit (!!) not weight loss.
Also running a fitness blog means I can relate to anyone of any body type looking to get fit, not to relate to just overweight or underweight or whatever, fitness comes in all shapes and sizes.
I have had a struggle of being unfit and kind of unhealthy hence the creation of this blog.
This is a blog for all people, of all shapes and sizes looking for fitness.