So long story short an “army” that goes by the name of Venny is pretty good at making celebrities notice bangtan. She got a retweet from wale from an old cover from namjoon and even got tinashe to notice hobi. 

But heres why you SHOULD NOT treat here as the best namjoon stan ever because she is not

*i dont want to bring up the past but a lot of people are comparing her with namjoon because VENNY IS PROBLEMATIC SHE MADE A LOT OF RACIST REMARKS AND NEVER APOLOGIZED OR OWNED UP TO THEM AND EVEN REPEATED THEM UNLIKE NAMJOON*

So basically many armys AND HER claim that the collab happened because of her WHICH I HIGHLY DOUBT BECAUSE ME KNOWING NAMJOON HE WOULD OF SAID SOMETHING HIMSELF

so then venny venn diagram releases these on her twitter (WHICH IS NOW PRIVATE COINCIDENCE I THINK NOT)

Okay but e ven before i knew that this was fake I HIGHLY DOUBTED IT namjoon would of done something himself he has the full capability to dm and message intl armys he has done so before

also she sounded soooooo shady i wasnt buying it


so then seeing this beef wale assumed namjoon knows venny venn diagram not knowing the real situation



I feel really bad for her BECAUSE SHE IS SO PETTY

okay but basically i dont know what to do

the whole situation is so petty and stupid, like did this girl REALLY have to do this, being a namjoon stan since pre-debut i wouldnt be this thirsty to get namjoon to notice me, like i dont really know what to do because she already has done it and really cant take it back.

but hey im happy this happened because the twitter memes about her are so funny

peace, love, and support namjoon’s mixtape

*note* so many people are supporting namjoon remember when everyone used to fucking hate him people are giving him so much love i love armys we are amazing we need to protect namjoon 

i feel bad for namjoon bc this is affecting his career, some “armys” are no different from antis using namjoon as a fucking target for everything, i remember him mentioning that he wont feel as if his life has purpose until his music affect the lives of his fans and now when he actually gets to know an intl “army” its about something negative and false accusations against him. Imagine how hard breaking he would feel GREAT START TO HIS SECOND MIXTAPE UGH


atfirst i thought it was stupid to hate on  venny as what she did was a harmless petty joke but this can really affect namjoon’s image in his rap career as wale knows about this

imagine how ashamed he felt goddamn

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Uh, jagi…what time do you end today?

She was too busy typing away on her laptop that she barely even noticed the text notification on her phone. It took a second notification to come in for her to notice.

Ah, I’m guessing you’re working OT. You’ll be in your office yes?

“Shit,” she mumbled under her breath. They were supposed to have dinner together at their favourite street stall. She checked her watch while contemplating on whether she should make a run for it. The stall was only two blocks from her office.


Another notification. This time it came from her laptop’s mail inbox.

I’ve attached the second file here. This has to be linked to the previous paragraph. In the file, there are also audio interviews with the locals. I need you to phrase it and include them in the last section.

It was her chief editor. She groans, on the brink of tears as she rubs her eyes. Guess that rules out the possibility of meeting him. Why did no one ever told her adulthood would be so bitter?

I’m sorry Yoongs…There’s a big project going on and my chief wanted me to piece it together. Get a raincheck for that dinner?

She sighs as she watches her text flying off in binary codes to his phone. Usually, she was the type to see life as half full but now, her glass was completely empty.

“Is the raincheck possible now?”

The sound of his voice startled her. “Oh, what are you doing here?” she asked, surprised at the unexpected visit.

“Would it be too cocky for me to say that I predicted how the events of tonight would play out so I bought the food beforehand?” he grinned.

The smell of freshly cooked noodles awoke her sense. She was now dizzy with hunger, not even realising that the last time she ate was almost 10 hours ago. “Cocky or not, you brought food,” she squeals in delight as he uncovers the box.

Yoongi chuckled at his girl. It was a bittersweet moment for him. Yes, he was happy to see her delighted but it only showed how hard she has been pushing herself all day to the point where she forgot to eat.

“Take the whole thing,” he smiled as he pushed the box of noodles. “Eat all you want. I bought enough.” He sits beside her, feeling content at seeing her eating. Ah, his girl is so hardworking. Sometimes even more than he is.

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He sighs in relief as soon as the hot water hits his back. The morning was cold and foggy, the perfect weather to sleep in. Unfortunately, he had a dance practice to attend to. His mind keeps wandering back to the person lying in his bed. God, she was beautiful. If he had no plans today, bet on it that he would still be in bed right now. Though sleep might be off the table.

“I forgot you had a dance practice today,” she yawns.

Her petite body was covered up to her chest with the blanket yet his eyes could perfectly see her bare. He had to stop himself before his eyes started roaming her silhouette. Any longer and he would have her below him, squirming against his grip.

“I’ll be back for dinner,” he assures her with a tight smile, hiding the lust that was growing in him.

From the reflection in the mirror, he could see her get up from the bed. The way her hips subtly sways in the light was threatening a growl from escaping his lips. He stood frozen, his mouth agape as he stares at her curves. The seconds slowed down as he watched her daintily put on her favourite baggy button down shirt. He presses his head against the mirror, trying to slow his rapid breathing.

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Spring Day

Originally posted by parkjmin

Spring Day

Parts; One

Pairing; Taehyung x Reader

Genre; Fluff

Word Count; 3.090

Synopsis; Confessing whilst being drunk is not the best move especially when you forget about it.

You woke up to someone ringing your doorbell, which was really annoying and especially because it was still dark outside, You quickly glanced on your phone which said it was 5 am in the morning. This person who was ringing your doorbell better be ready to die did that person know what for a crazy week you had, with all those damn deadlines and taking care of your little niece.

You stepped out of bed and put a robe on before walking to the door. “Ya stop ringing that doorbell!” you shouted at the person behind the door through the speaker. You weren’t wearing your glasses so looking at the screen to see who it was, well that was not going to work, so hopefully, it wasn’t some lunatic. You made your way to the door and of course bumped into something hard. “AISH!” you were holding your knee when you were finally at the door. “Who is it?”

“Just open the door!” this sounded like Taehyung, it better not be Taehyung because it would be a shame to have to kill him, as he was the most adorable fool on this planet but then again why would he risk his life when he knows you don’t like to be disturbed whilst sleeping. You opened the door and met the smiling face of Taehyung, he didn’t give you time to yell as he quickly pushed you back inside. “Get dressed you babo.” he turned you around and pushed you to your bedroom and closed the door when you were in it. You could hear him going around in the kitchen and you were hoping he wasn’t trying to make you breakfast because the last time he tried that, your kitchen almost exploded.

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RIP ksoo’s long hair :“ tho i kinda curious how is he going to rock the north korean dialect and the tap dance and the army style short hair (again). ‘Swing Kids’ will be his 7th movie project and his 5th as a lead role, which is a big accomplishment for an idol-turned-actor. Congrats actor soo! So proud of you ⊙♥⊙

Maybe (Negan X Reader) Part 3

Relationship : Negan X Reader

Trigger warnings : sadness, 9 years gap, walkers, death, violence , fear, blood, unprotected sex (eventually), panic attacks, rage, smoking,cursing.

Rating : Mature + (Please do not read if you are under-aged) [eventual smut]

Summary :

Reader knows Negan pre-apocalypse and she shares a history with not only him but his wife Lucille too.

Author’s notes:

So basically this is a story about the Reader and Negan. How they met each other, pre-apocalypse and how they reunite somewhere around mid-season. I didn’t have that much to go on about his life nor Lucille so I just went with the flow. I don’t want to say too many things cause it will ruin the story but I really like how it turned out. I hope you like it.

P.S It’s my first Negan fic, ‘cause I’ve fallen for his charm. XD

CopyRight: I do not own Negan,Lucille, The Walking Dead nor any of the other characters mentioned in this story.  No copyright infringement is intended.

Maybe Part 3

Originally posted by hughxjackman

You roll , burying your face in the pillows, legs spread. You haven’t had such a deep sleep in forever. Maybe it’s because you feel safe around your college crush or maybe it’s because you logically assessed their defense on your way inside the compound… who knows but more importantly who cares , right now, when you’re so comfortable and entangled in a world beyond the real one, the world of beautiful dreams.

Negan is driving, his left elbow leaned on the window, just like the previous day. He places a hand on your thigh and you palm it, smiling.

‘I can’t believe we haven’t seen a walker in 2 years’ you tell him, feeling relaxed and peaceful.

‘Told you we’re going to be alright’ He takes your hand and brings it to his lips, leaving a short peck.

*Knock knock knock*

‘What’s that knock?’ you ask, frowning.

‘What knock honey?’ Negan mimics your actions and returns his gaze on the road.

‘Is there a man in your trunk?’ You stand up a bit and turn your body around, looking towards the back seat.

‘Y/N what the fuck are you talking about?’ he looks behind too.

‘Are you seriously not hearing that?’ you come back to your previous position when out of nowhere a heard of walkers is blocking the way.

The dream quickly escalates into a nightmare.

‘Negan watch out’ you yell in your mind, repeatedly shifting your body in reality. Sweat took over your body and you shake your head left to right.

The knocking becomes louder and you wake up, jumping into a seating position,  scared.

But the sound persists.

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hailtalia  asked:

Petition for Troye to create an army of short wizards to rebel against the tall wizards that make fun of the short ones

he could cast a spell on himself to be taller but hes stupid n dumb n he’ll definitely do that instead

dialux  asked:

LISTEN I LOVE YOUR JOKES SO: you’re obviously high or hungover so I’m going to rescue you and tell the teacher why your answer wasn’t as strange as it sounded, but you’ll owe me.

Sansa hated running late especially to Professor Baelish’s class. She hated it for multiple reasons. The first being that Baelish already made her uncomfortable and she didn’t want to give him any reason to give her more attention. The second reason, and honestly the most important reason, was the notes left on her desk.

She had to bit her cheek to keep from smiling too wide when she got to class. Not only did she arrive just on time she wasn’t disappointed to see a little card on her desk. Unfortunately, she was unable to look in the card because Baelish had begun his lecture. It didn’t really matter because she knew that the note would contain some cute drawing and a pun.

She saved them all and had a little collage in her apartment. Margaery had made fun of the board, but Sansa knew the little notes were a bright spot to her day. One of her favorites was a drawing of the periodic table with Cu and Te in a pink with the question “Are you made of copper and tellurium because you’re CuTe”. The pun was cheesy, but it never failed to put a smile on her face.

Her thoughts were broken when Jon Snow stumbled into class. She had known him growing up because of her siblings, but was shocked when they ended up in classes together at law school. She knew that he had served in the Army for a short period, but the service had done him well.

He was still the shy and occasionally brooding boy that she remembered, but now he had muscles that had not been present as they grew up. Sansa didn’t even know she was a fan of forearms until she found herself distracted during a lecture when he pushed his sleeves to his elbows and continued taking notes.

She knew he must’ve been out late because his hair lacked that effortlessly tousled look and genuinely looked like an actual case of bed head. His wire framed glasses did nothing to disguise his red rimmed eyes. She assumed he attended Robb’s bachelor party the night before, but it confused her why he wouldn’t skip class. Everyone had three free passes if it wasn’t an exam day and she couldn’t recall him using his free passes. Not that she was keeping track of Jon Snow’s attendance. She absolutely wasn’t.

Baelish looked annoyed at Jon’s late entrance. She knew that it was likely Jon would be called on when it came to discussions of the assigned reading and lecture. She almost winced fifteen minutes later when Jon was called on with so much disdain dripping from Petyr’s voice.

“So, Mr. Snow how would you handle a client who has admitted guilt to you?” Professor Baelish asked.

“I’d advise my client on plea bargains and work out the best plea deal for my client” Jon’s answer was surprisingly steady despite his obvious hangover, but all wrong for this class.

Sansa could feel the shocked looks their classmates were giving each other at Jon’s response. Any other professor Jon’s response would have been acceptable, but Petyr was notorious for encouraging students to bury their evidence and base arguments on introducing an entirely new suspect. She could feel the lecture Jon was about to receive and she couldn’t stand it. He’d just owe her big time for this intervention.

“He’s not wrong to advise his client on taking a plea bargain. Your methods wouldn’t work with a client like this and more than likely they would confess during cross examination. Better to avoid trial all together” Sansa argued.

“Ah, you’re correct Miss Stark and why you’re one of the star pupils of this class. Others should take note” The lecture seemed to continue like Sansa’s correction was a normal every day thing.

She tried to fight the blush that was rising when she noticed Jon’s stare. The only word to describe it was intense. When class was over she made sure to hurry out before Jon or Baelish could flag her down. She could tell Jon was disappointed when he realized he wouldn’t catch up to her.

Once she was close to her apartment she allowed herself to take a deep breath. She really thought that her crush on Jon Snow would’ve disappeared with all the other high school fantasies that seemed to die out with undergrad. She really didn’t want to deal with those feelings because nothing good could come from them.

She decided to distract herself with finally reading the note. She giggled when she saw two hastily drawn knights with the quote two knight, won’t be just any knight. Her heart raced when she saw the address to one of her favorite coffee places and 7:30 next to the address.

Maybe the best way to get over her dumb crush on Jon Snow was to meet the mysterious person leaving these sweet notes?

Sansa straightened her cardigan as she sat at a lone table in the coffee shop. It was 7:55 and it was slightly crowded due to some open mic night that was ending. She wasn’t how long was appropriate to wait before deciding she had been stood up.

She felt awkward when she saw Jon Snow heading towards her table with two cups in his hand. She gave him a small smile when he sat down across from her and handed her a mug. She took a small sip and sighed at the delicious nut meg taste.

“I’m sorry I’m late. I had this whole thing planned and completely forgot about the open mic night” Jon started, but stopped when he noticed her choking on her drink. After a few awkward pats against her back she was able to regain her ability to breathe.

“You’re the one leaving the notes?” Sansa wanted to make sure she had heard him correctly and that her brain wasn’t short circuiting and making up what it wanted to hear.

“Well, I remembered you liked puns and shit I should have just asked you out. Robb and Theon are really the worst at giving advice” Jon cursed under his breath “I really wanted to get tonight right especially after you helped me out in class today”.

“What did you want to do tonight?” Sansa was genuinely curious as to what he considered had gone wrong.

“I, uh, well I wanted to give you your favorite latte and say something like I like you a latte, and hope to God you may agree to go on an actual date with me.” Jon told her with a shy smile and red creeping up on his cheeks.

“Good news, I like you and your excessive use of puns and would be happy to go on an actual date with you” Sansa couldn’t help but smile at Jon before leaning across the table to give him a quick kiss.

Years later, when Jon was ready to propose he left the same card with two knights and instructions on where to meet him. Sansa said yes.

i’m not being obtuse, but you’re acute girl available here

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Sleepless Night

Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin

Genre: Eventual Smut

Age: 16+

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Jimin groans out of ultimate boredom as he rolls around on his bed. He was restless and there was nothing he could do to chase it away. For some reason, anxiety pulsed in his veins, pulling him away from a peaceful sleep. He could feel the exhaustion weighing down on his eyelids but he couldn’t keep them shut for more than a minute. He lets out a frustrated sigh when he was suddenly hit in the face by a pillow.

“Shut up, oh my god! I’m trying to sleep,” Jungkook whines angrily before stuffing his face in his pillow.

Jimin scowled at the sleeping beast. “Rude,” he mumbled as he throws back the pillow.

He sits up on the edge of his bed, contemplating on what he was going to do when he notices the dim light peeking through the small crack beneath the door. His heart quickens at the thought of having one of the members to accompany this sleepless night.

Jimin scoured the dim living room with his eyes before settling on a figure sitting on the balcony. He walks over and pokes his head out.

“Oh, Suga-hyung,” Jimin said, grinning at the older member. He took a seat before Suga could protest.

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anonymous asked:

hi i need new clothes for school and parties/going out but i have no sense of fashion lol do you think you can put together some outfits please if you dont mind? :)

hey yeah sure, idk what you’re into or what your style is but i sorta put a lil bit of everything and most of this stuff is on sale

brick red ribbed v neck top with ripped boyfriend jeans
white off the shoulder top with blue cuffed shorts
olive textured sweater with frayed ankle jeans
distressed graphic rock ages tshirt with ripped black shorts
army green dress with a black button up cardigan

Going out/parties:
mauve off the shoulder choker neck top with a black suede lace up skirt
black lace up bodysuit with light blue skinny jeans
mocha velvet body suit with black ripped jeans
blue satin romper with black leather jacket
burgundy ribbed tank top with black high waisted shorts

BTS Metahumans Au

*based on the Metahuman Au Profile I created

Parts: 4 / ?

“There were five of us at one point and we were like a travelling circus, with an array of abilities,” Yoongi reminisced. The bittersweet taste of memories flooding back.

Jimin follows in step with the slow pace and listens intently, absorbing everything.

“There was Jin, a time manipulator. He can see the future, travel back to the past, stop time and create a whole other timeless dimension. Then Namjoon, a legitimate genius. He has telepathic abilities and will not hesitate to fuck around with your brain.”

Jimin chuckled at the aggression, “You don’t seem too fond of him.”

“Nope, not at all,” Yoongi said, shaking his head before continuing with his story. “There was Jungkook, a hot-headed schmuck that loves to test my patience. He can change his atomic state and basically walk through walls. Also, don’t touch his bare skin because he absorbs energy and it can be fatal. Lastly, there was Taehyung,” Yoongi sighs.

This time, Jimin noticed that the tone of his voice softened. Almost as if it hurts, even more, to think about this Taehyung.

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July 12, 1991

JC Dobbs, Philadelphia

“State Of Love And Trust” is performed for the first time at this show.

Matt Chamberlain: By the second or third song, people were moving closer to the stage. By the end of every gig at any of these places, people would be like, “Fuck, yeah!” and be totally into it. Converts. At that time, Eddie took it so seriously. After every show, he’d be drenched, speechless. He wouldn’t talk for a while. He was jumping around like a nutcase for an hour. It was a cathartic experience for him at the time. The one thing I remember about him that made me kind of laugh … I thought it was so great. He wore a Butthole Surfers T-shirt from the Locust Abortion Technician album: the one with the disturbing image of the Ethiopian children. He wore that shirt, and he had these army shorts with a hole in the butt that he would gaffer tape up. And white Doc Martens. He would wash his clothes in the hotel room. Everybody was broke. I had to loan Stone twenty bucks at one point because he didn’t have enough money for lunch.

Pearl Jam Twenty, p. 57


his body racked with sob as he pulled me in tighter. digging his own bitten down nails into my arms and shoulders as he used me as a tether to this world. to stop him from being drowned in his own misery. I could feel his heart beat smash against his ribcage, as if his heart was a bird and his ribcage the cage it longed to get out of. his drew in ragged breath and his body shook at each breath as he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. his world was slipping away and I was the only thing holding him to stay. his nail I knew for a fact had a least left a marks on my shoulder. he had to know that even though all I wanted was friendship, I didn’t want to see him in pain. ever. but I knew like every obstacle anyone would face he would overcome it and after he should thrive, oh lord he would thrive. 

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Sleepless Nights

Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin

Genre: Smut

Age: 16+

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The pair fell into a silent trance of devouring the cold beer and blankly gazing into to the starry night. Quite ironic how the blanket of the blinking sky starkly contrasts the mood that hung heavy between them. They each thought the other was too consumed in his own personal issue when it fact, the thing that’s keeping them both quiet was the person beside them.

Yoongi struggled with diminishing his demons and lewd thoughts; disgusted at himself for looking at the innocent boy that way. Jimin was desperately trying to repress the sudden lust that was bubbling in him; afraid he would scare away the older guy.

By the next hour, Jimin downed the last drops of his third bottle. The alcohol already seeping into his brain and pumping through his veins. He was looser than when he first joined Yoongi as he let out a big sigh.

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