-CLAY STOP STALLING AND JUST LISTEN TO THE FUCKING TAPES
-jeff fuCKING ATKINS DESERVED SO MUCH BETTER
-awww hannah imma cut every bitch and asshole who ever hurt you
-TOO MANY SHIPS TOO MANY SHIPS
-fuCKING KISS HER CLAY
-I love tony so much he’s so precious aww
-why do courtney and bryce have to breath
aww ok :( even just otayuri week headcanons or drabbles from you would be awesome! ahh i love thse prompts so much <3
Ahhhh, I can do that for you, nonny! :D Day 2′s prompts are Social Media or Celebration; I’ve written bad-at-social-media!Otabek, now let’s try the reverse.
Otabek is surprisingly good at Instagram? Mostly because he lives away from his family, and he needs a non-taxing way of keeping them updated about his life. He posts multiple times a day - shows off his daily meals so his mother doesn’t worry, photos of him practising on the rink so Yuri doesn’t nag him about it.
When he starts dating Yuri, he posts a photo of their hands clasped together, and captions it ❤, and Yuri just about dies.
When they’re not together, Otabek posts a photo of Yuri every few days. The caption is always around the lines of: “#myheart #imisshimalready”. Yuri video-calls him to sulkily tell him that he loves Otabek a lot, and misses him a whole lot, so if Otabek can just stop being a fucking sap and making everything worse, that would be great.
He comments on all of Yuri’s posts? And is the definition of Embarrassing Boyfriend (almost on par with Victor, it’s like Otabek is taking classes from him or something), but he’s so terribly earnest in his affection for Yuri that Yuri can’t really complain about it.
Drunk!Otabek posts a video one night rambling about how wonderful Yuri is, how much he loves Yuri, and how he’s going to marry Yuri one day, just y’all wait. Victor screams, Mila screams, Georgi screams; Yuri just stares at the looped video in stunned silence.
Otabek wakes up the next day to way too many Instagram notifications, but the most important one comes from Yuri’s account - yes.
The pain was beginning to overcome you, and you felt like you were drowning. Suffocating.
You didn’t think there could be any feeling worse than heartbreak, but here you were again
— back in square one. All of the pain was still there, though this time, you weren’t just holding a heart torn in two. You now had the note Shawn wrote for you, thoughts of guilt, and the voucher laying on the edge of your bed. The walls you built around your heart had become so high, that when they were knocked down by the letter and finding out that you were too late, you took the hardest fall yet.
Part of you wanted to redeem the voucher and go to the show that Shawn was having in your hometown in four weeks, but the other part was telling you that the universe was working against you and that you should just give up on the boy. You were unsure of which side of your conscience to listen to, but you knew that you had to choose quick. You were done and tired with everything. Tired of crying yourself to sleep every night, tired of blaming yourself, tired of running in circles, and exhausted of your heart getting smashed to millions of pieces every time you tried to pick up the segments to your messy life. Heartbreak changed you, but for the worse. It felt like everything in your life was flipped upside down, but one thing remained the same: you wanted Shawn back.
Polysanders cuddling maybe Virgil had a bad day so they all cuddle togther and fluff fluff fluff pleaseeeeee
Yaassss!!! I love Polysanders!! Let’s go! (Unedited, sorry for mistakes)
Time seemed to stand still as Virgil sat at the dinner table, doing his very best to hold back the flood of tears threatening to spill from his eyes. That day had been a bad day, which was really bad. To put it in perspective, a good day for Virgil was like an okay day for you and me. An okay day for Virgil was like a bad day for you and me. And a bad day for Virgil was even worse.
“May I be excused?” Virgil asked for what seemed like the millionth time. He kept his voice at a low mumble so he wouldn’t give his sadness away.
“Aww, come on, kiddo!” Patton said with a smile. “You’ve spent all day cooped up in your room. Don’t you wanna spend time with us?”
He did. He actually did want to spend time with his wonderful boyfriends. He wanted Roman to hold him tight so he could feel safe. He wanted Logan to give him reassuring facts and statistics that shot down all his unreasonable worries. And he wanted Patton to remind him how much they loved him.
But Virgil was too embarrassed to show his vulnerable side to them. He needed to keep up his chill charade.
The other sides were continuing their conversation about who knows what—Virgil was too focused on trying not to cry to listen—when a soft whimper silenced them. They all turned their heads to Virgil, who had his head hanging low, his hood up, and his eyes watery.
“Virgil?” Roman said in almost a whisper.
“Virgil, what’s wrong, love?” Patton asked.
“I’m sorry,” Virgil squeaked out before standing up and running to his room.
His boyfriends didn’t hesitate to run after him, concerned for their anxious emo smol baby I love Virgil so much what?
Logan was the fastest one there, knocking on the door way more than his usual exactly three knocks.
Roman didn’t allow Virgil to finish his plea before he pushed Logan aside and burst through the thankfully unlocked door.
“My love! What ails you? Tell me so I may bring it an unforgiving death!” the fanciful side exclaims, sweeping Virgil, who had gotten up to lock the door off his feet.
Virgil was genuinely surprised that Roman wasn’t laughing at his tears or calling him weak like his mind told him he would do.
“You… You’re not laughing?” he said.
“Oh, my dear, of course not! What kind of prince would laugh while his loved one suffers? The only thing I’ll be laughing at is the destroyed face of whoever hurt you,” Roman said.
“Please tell us what is troubling you, dearest, so we can help aid you in improving your emotions,” Logan said, walking up beside him.
“Yeah, tell us what we can do to make our little ball of moonlight feel better,” Patton added, skipping towards them and planting a small kiss of Virgil’s nose.
Before Virgil told his boyfriends about his horrible day, Roman set him down on the bed and sat next to him, both their legs dangling off the side and Roman’s arm wrapped protectively around Virgil.
“Aww, well I know what’ll fix that!” Patton said after Virgil finished explaining. The others looked at him curiously. “Cuddles!”
“Brilliant!” Roman exclaimed, scooping Virgil back into his arms and heading to his room. That was where they always cuddled since Roman had the biggest bed.
Before Patton could follow them, Logan picked him up as well and carried him just as Roman did with Virgil.
Roman and Logan set the other two in near the center of the bed before climbing in themselves and hugging the trait closest to them.
Patton smiled at Virgil from where he lay in Logan’s arms. He reached out and grabbed Virgil’s hand, holding it as tightly as he could without discomforting Virgil.
“I love you,” Patton said happily.
“As do I,” Roman added before Virgil could respond.
“I do as well,” Logan said quickly.
“I love you guys too,” Virgil mumbled happily before closing his tired eyes and allowing himself to drift off, knowing he was safe and that his magnificent boyfriends would always be there for him.
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Hello! Jungkook scenario when he gets the reader pregnant not plan (you guys are dating ) you tell him & end up aruging and he blames you saying mess up things tell you to leave with the baby. You leave Korea for 4 years, come back with your daughter you guys see each other again. He wants to fix things but you dont after a few months you give him a chance.
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Jungkook Pregnancy Scenario
Everything in life seemed perfect. You had the job of your dreams, you lived in a beautiful city, and you had the perfect boyfriend. It was like a movie, or a fairytale.
But today, you realized that life isn’t perfect and that all good things must come to an end.
“Pregnant…” You watched as a look of pure terror spread across the face of your “perfect” boyfriend, Jungkook. “Y-yeah…” Your heart sank. This wasn’t quite the reaction you thought you were going to receive. “How?…” You knew it wasn’t planned. You thought you took all the precautions, but not even that had worked. “I don’t know…we did everything we could but…” your voice trailed off. He puts his head in his hands as he collapses onto the bed next to you two. “Listen Kookie…” you say as you gently take a seat next to him.
You wrap your arms around him and lay your head on his shoulder, “Everything will be alright…we’ll be okay…” He raises his head again, “Really?” A small smile forms on your face, “Of course, Kookie.” You rub his back, “This was an accident…but we can deal with it, we can get through it.” He looks at you, “Wow…are you sure?” You smile and gently cup your hands around his face, “Of course, Kookie. We just need to be calm.” He smiles back, “Wow, you’re being so brave, (Y/N).” He kisses your forehead. “Thank you, but I couldn’t do it without you.” He lets out a sigh of relief. “Of course, I’ll be there with you all the way through it.” Your smile begins to grow wider. “I’ll hold your hand through it and try my best to make it seem as painless as possible.” You giggle, “Thank you Kookie, but that won’t be for a long while.” Jungkook furrows his eyebrows at you. “What do you mean? We can’t wait too long, you won’t be able to get it if you do.” Now you’re confused, “Huh? Jungkook, what are you talking about?” You start to loosen your grip on him, “I’m talking about you getting a…you know…abortion.”
Your eyes widen in horror, “W-What, no?! Jungkook, no that’s not at all what I meant” He lets go of you, “(Y/N)…then what do you mean? You can’t expect us to raise it.” Your heart drops. “Why not?…” Piece by piece, you’re perfect reality was crumbling. “We’re still so young! We’re not ready! I’m not ready!” Your hands begin to tingle, “B-but…we can’t just…abandon it.” Jungkook throws his hands in the air, “Well I can’t just abandon my life!” Your eyes dart to him filled with shock, “I’m sorry, but it’s the truth! I still have so much I want to do. And I can’t do it with a kid!” You slowly shake your head. “Jungkook…” He stands up, “Shit, (Y/N). What do you want me to do?! I didn’t want this!” You stutter, trying to say anything but he cuts you off. “I didn’t agree to this, okay?! This isn’t fair to me!” He says, raising his voice even louder.
What he says begins to anger you. “Are you being serious? You are at just as much fault as I am! You played just as big of a role in making this as I did!” He jerks his head towards you, “This has to be your fault! I did my part!” He balls his fists up in anger, “You know what? You always screw things up! And now look what you did!” Your eyes begin to water, “Stop it! Stop blaming me, this isn’t my fault!” He starts to pace around the room. “Jungkook, I am not giving up on this baby. We brough-” “No! You did! This isn’t my problem!” You gasp at what was just said, “Jungkook, you are the father! There’s no changing that! You can’t just-” He waves his hand, “You know what? If you want to keep this baby so badly, then fine. But do it without me.”
More and more of those shards of your storybook life break apart, and they seemed to be stabbing at you right in your heart. “You can’t expect me to do this alone!” The pool of tears in your eyes begin to flow down your red hot cheeks. “I’m not dealing with this!” “You have to!” You walk over to place your hand on his arms, but he shrugs you off. “Don’t touch me!” He scoffs. “Jungkook please…please don’t leave me alone.” He turns his back towards you. “It your choice, (Y/N). You can either stay with me, or you can take the baby and leave.” More fragments of your once flawless life spiral down around you. You take in one last breath, steadying your breathing.
“Fine…” You make your way to the door, and before leaving you take one last glance at your now lost love, who’s back is still facing you. “Goodbye Jungkook…” You slam the door behind you. Crash.
There goes your fairytale.
~4 years later~
She giggles as you tickle her tummy. You two were on a plane to Korea, where you once lived. You continue to make her laugh, making funny faces or noises, and tickling her over and over. She laughs one last time before falling forward and placing her head in the crook of your neck, “Aww, thank you for the hug, darling.” You hold her tight, never wanting to let go. She was the love of your life. You would do anything for her.
You decided to take your daughter to Korea to show her more of her background. Once you moved to America where you raised her, she wasn’t able to be exposed to much of her own culture. You had about a week off from work, so you decided to use the time to expose her to her heritage. Plus, you missed your hometown.
Hours passed and you were finally able to unload the plane and make your way into the airport in Seoul. You balanced her on your hip as you used your other hand to carry your guy’s luggage. Before you knew it, you were in a taxi to head to your hotel, which wasn’t to far from the city you grew up in.
The next day, you were holding her in your arms as you walked down the streets you once knew. Every little detail, you told her about. Every little nook and cranny in the city, you had a story to tell from it. She listened, even if she didn’t always understand what you were saying. You took her to your favorite spots. The coffee shop, the store you always shopped at, even the library where you met her father. As you walked down the aisles with her and looked at all the different books, you couldn’t help but think of him. Each day she begins to look more and more like him. She has his nose, his eyes, she even smiles like him. It hurts. Her father was a man you grew to hate, and to see him in her makes it that much harder.
Before heading back to the hotel, you decided to make a stop at your favorite grocery store. You made an excuse to yourself, saying you needed some food. But really, you wanted to look and see how much has changed.
Her eyes widen in awe at all the pretty colors, like usual. You let her pick out a snack, as do you. You make your way to the checkout line, making sure to keep balance of the little one on your hip. As your waiting, she starts to feel fussy. She begins to whine, and you start to rub her head as you coo at her in an attempt to calm her down. “Darling, it’s okay. We’ll be at the hotel soon and you can take a nap okay?” You rock her back and forth, soothing her.
“(Y/N)?” You heard a familiar voice behind you call your name. Your heart drops, praying it’s not who you think it is. You decide to ignore the person, paying your full attention to your fussy child. “(Y/N)…Is that you?” You sigh. Please….please don’t let it be him. You turn around, your heart racing. And just your luck.
It was him.
You stayed silent. She clung to you, put off by the stranger. “Oh my god…” He says. You still didn’t respond. Instead, you rubbed her back and tried to turn away. “Hey…” He puts his hand on your shoulder, and she whines even more. “She doesn’t like strangers.” You say, turning away from him once again. “(Y/N), don’t be like that.” You let out another sigh. He’s right. You shouldn’t be acting so childish. Thankfully, the cashier calls you over. “Hold on.” You say, as you walk to check out. You pay and thank the cashier. “Your daughter is very beautiful, by the way.” You smile. “Thank you very much.” you reply, smiling down at your daughter. You begin to walk out the door, hoping he forgot about you. “Wait!” Damn. You stop, letting him catch up to you. “(Y/N)…” He says once again. You turn around, finally giving in. “Yes?” A smile creeps onto his face, but you continue to remain unamused. “It’s uh…been a while. Huh?” You nod your head. She clings to you once again, hiding her face in your neck. “That’s uh…” “Yes, it is.” You rub her back once again, reassuring her that everything was okay. He pauses for a while, looking at her. At the both of you.
“What’s her name?” He says, keeping his eyes on the both of you. “Areum.” You say flatly. He smiles, “It fits her well. Beauty. Just like her mother.” You frown at him, letting him know he was crossing the line. He lowers his head in apology. There was a silence between you two. “Listen, we should probably get going.” “Wait!” You look back at him, both arms wrapped around Areum. “Um…How long will you be staying here.” You hesitate, keeping your arms around her and a safe distance from him. “Why do you want to know, Jungkook?” He seems a little hurt by what you said, but he continues. “If you had any free time, maybe we could catch up?” You were hoping he wasn’t going to say that. “I don’t think that’s a good idea…” He sighs, “Listen, I know we left off on a rough patch, but…” You shake your head, “Jungkook…no, I’m sorry.” He tries to step towards you, but you back away. “Please, (Y/N). I’ve been wanting to talk to you these last few years-” You start to get irritated, “Oh, really?! Then how come I never received a call or text, huh?!” You raised your voice slightly, which startled Areum as she squirmed in your arms. You turn to her, cooing at her once again and reassuring her that everything was okay. You sigh once again, lowering your voice to a normal tone. “Listen, Jungkook. I don’t want to talk to you, and that’s that. Now please, let me and my daughter leave.” You begin to turn around once again.
“No! Please! (Y/N) I regretted everything that night! I shouldn’t have let you go! I should’ve been there for you. I should’ve been there for her! It was the biggest mistake I ever made, and I’m sorry!” He rambles, and you stop in your tracks once again. He continues, “The day you left, I wanted to run after you and apologize. I wanted to take back everything I said that night. It was wrong, all of it! I don’t truly know why I never did, I just…I was to scared.” You stood there listening, with your back facing him. You listened to what he was saying, feeling conflicted. “I was hoping that maybe…maybe you would come back to me. That you would try and smack some sense into me, and convince me to stay with you and raise the baby with you. But you didn’t…you shouldn’t have. I didn’t deserve it. You were right for not coming back to me. And I was wrong for leaving you all alone to raise a child by yourself.” Your expression softens slightly as you continue to clutch onto your daughter. “I’ve never been able to live with myself since then. I kept telling myself to call you. To get back in touch with you. But, I was too ashamed. I didn’t want to face you.” You quietly sighed to yourself, you began to feel torn.
For four years, he left you alone. And in those years, your hatred grew for him more and more. You were stuck raising a child with no help whatsoever. And you love Areum. You would go through that struggle all over again if it was for her sake. But you couldn’t deny that it was incredibly difficult. You spent so many restless hours throughout the day working at one of your three jobs while Areum was at daycare, or you were spending countless, sleepless nights feeding her while your stomach growled because you only had enough money for her formula and baby food.
And you blamed him. You blamed him for all of it.
But now, he’s here, begging for your forgiveness. Something you never thought would happen, not even in your dreams. You thought he had moved on. You thought he found someone else as he continued to live his life without a care in the world. When in reality, he never stopped thinking about you. “I completely shut down when you left. I didn’t leave our -er, my house…for I think almost a month. They had to kick my door in and force me out. It took a long time to get back on my feet, but I did. And I got a job. A real job. I raised money, and I…I set money aside so I could go see you and…her.” You raised your eyebrows, shocked. You slowly turn around. He continues once more, “I…I guess I don’t need to use it to fly to America anymore. I had also been saving money to send to you, to help you out. But, I was still too scared to face you.” You stared at him wide eyed. “I’m sorry I should’ve sent it to you a long time ago I just…” You nod your head, urging him to move on. “M-my point is…” He takes a breath, steadying his voice. “My point is, I never stopped thinking about you, or the baby. And I regret the decision I made more than anything else in my life. It was a huge mistake. and I…I want to fix it.” He pauses, breathing in once more. “I want to…fix us.” Your expression has completely softened. You look down, trying to decide. Maybe…it’s worth it to have a little talk with him? You take in a long breath, readying yourself to say words you never thought you’d ever say to him..
“Areum and I are staying in the hotel down the street. If you stop by around this time tomorrow, we should be there.” You let out a shaky breath still surprised by what you’re saying. He smiles widely, “I will, don’t doubt it for a second.” You nod to him, “We need to go now, she’s getting cranky. But…we’ll see you tomorrow?” He nods, a giant grin across his face. “Yes, you will. I promise!” You nod once again, this time offering a small smile. “Goodbye Jungkook…I’ll see you at the hotel.” You say, as you walk off.
You begin to walk the opposite direction of him. Areum lifts her head to look up at you. You gaze into her big, sparkling eyes. Once again, you were reminded of how much she is beginning to look like her father. But for the very first time, this reminder didn’t bring hatred towards him. No. This time you felt a warm feeling spreading through your chest.
Maybe this fairytale will have a happy ending after all.
For the Drabble Game can yew do 17 & 42 with Min Daddy😍😜😂 (my baby Suga) and if yew could make it a Mafia!AU that would be even better!! Btw I love your blog so so much!❤️❤️You're a great writer and and even better person!! I love you so so much!! Also remember to take time for yourself. Writing can be exhausting and stressful. Don't over work yourself❤️❤️
Aww thank you so much and thank you for worrying!!~~ 💖
17. “I’m up to the challenge.” (#42 was taken already, sorry 🙇)
Min Yoongi (Suga) x Reader
Genre: College/University AU, Mafia AU
Word Count: 637
No, you wanted nothing to do with this. You just showed up in the wrong place at a wrong time. It was still early and you thought you could prepare for the class in silence. You certainly didn’t expect to see seven guys examining a bunch of guns.
“I like this one. I think I will take it,” one of them said as he lifted it up in the air checking it’s quality. He pointed it around, stopping once he saw you on his target.
“I’m sorry! I was just… I was just passing by… Yeah…” you quickly bowed down and ran away.
“Who the heck was that?” Namjoon asked.
“We should stop her, she could rat us out,” Jin explained.
“Rock, paper, scissors who gets to do it?” Namjoon questioned but Yoongi interrupted him.
“No need. I’m up to the challenge.”
You ran as fast as you can. Surely that couldn’t have been real guns. Who in their right minds would bring so many in a public place like this. Maybe they were roleplaying? You were so lost in thought you ran straight into a person and fell backwards on the ground from the hit.
“Well well well, I’m glad I took the shortcut. I knew you will go through here…”
It was the same guy who pointed his gun a few moments ago. You stared at him as he slowly approached you. You wanted to get up but your body was frozen. You had no idea why (yet) but you were scared. He bent down and pushed a strand of your hair behind your ear. He looked around and leaned in closer.
“We have some things to discuss but this is not the right place, don’t you think?” he whispered, as he set his gun against your back. He picked you up and shoved you in the direction of one of the buildings. Once you two were behind it, he cornered you between the wall and his body.
“Look, I don’t know what you saw but one thing I do know is that I don’t want this to get ugly, so how about you and me make a little deal?” he asked you and you quickly nodded as his gun was still pressed to your side.
“First of all, not a word about what you saw this morning and what is happening between us right now to anyone ever, you understand? This is the most important part, so I need to know that you get this. If you as much as peep,” his eyes suddenly became dark, voice stern. “I will kill you.”
Your eyes widened. No, he could never. As if reading your mind he lifted up his gun.
“You think this is not real? Let me demonstrate,” he said as he fired a shot right above your head. You swear you were about to fall from the shock but he gripped your arm, holding you in place.
“Now that we got that out of the way, the other thing you should now is that I will be watching you. Closely. So you better not slip up,” he took your hand and gave you a phone. “You report to me every few hours for the next week while we find out if you walking in on us really was an accident.”
Was he seriously suspecting you of something? Maybe he mixed you up with someone?
“But-” you were about to protest.
“No buts. You either comply or you die. Simple, right?”
His eyes narrowed on you. He was waiting for you to answer and you nodded again.
“Good,” he smiled content. “Great, this was easier than I thought. I will see you later. You better hope I do…” he said, walking away and leaving you alone and still unsure of what just happened.
Hey girl, big fan <3 I was just wondering what you would call the types of haircuts Veruca and Glam have had, I'm interested in maybe getting my hair styled like that but it's a pretty ballsy step for me to take. Do they have a name? Do you have models/pictures/references of those type of haircuts because I'd need one to show a hairstylist :) thanks, keep up the AMAZING work!
aww thank you so much ^ u ^ <3 it’s basically a really long deathhawk that’s not spiked up with V/Bettie Page bangs. I don’t think it has a name though, it’s just a frankenstein of different haircuts put together haha or a safer looking Yolandi. Here are some girls with hair like Veruca’s ^ u ^! murderotic‘s old hairstyle in the gif is basically it (she’s like a real life Ruca * 0 *) If you do get your haircut I’d love to see ^ 0 ~ goodluck!
Aww this is a cute one!!! And I’m so happy to hear (read?) you say that, thank you!!! Hope you enjoy! ~mun Ashe
-Shu: He’s honestly surprised his s/o had stayed with him so long, especially after he changed so greatly after Edgars apparent death. But he’s thankful none-the-less, he won’t show it in obvious ways but he really is. He shows it in little ways, like sharing his headphones, holding you close, and whispering how much he loves you and is thankful for you once you’re sound asleep in his arms.
-Reiji: Reiji is similar in that he doesn’t understand why you’ve stuck with him so long, espescially with how cruel he tend to be and his constant inferiority complex towards Shu. He shows his appreciation with surprising you with random (not drugged! #bonus) cups of tea when you’re stressed and confessions of his gratitude when he knows you aren’t listening.
-Ayato: He’s always bringing up the mischief you used to get into as children and reminiscing about the good times. And of course you’ve stayed with him this long, he’s the best! But he is happy to have you and tells you so every once in a while, just don’t expect it to be often.
-Laito: He loves his s/o so much for staying by his side even during the…not-so-great times with his mother. It’s because of you that he’s starting to figure out what true love really is, and he tries to thank you every day for that.
-Kanato: He’s silently appreciative of how you’ve put up with his temper tantrums for so long, but especially loves how you were always willing to do what he wanted all the time. From a young age, you guys had regular tea parties every week, something you still do to this day! He shows his appreciation by letting you hold Teddy…sometimes.
-Subaru: He doesn’t understand why you’ve chosen to be with him and be his friend for so long. You’ve dealt with all his self-loathing and anger for so long, but haven’t once thought about leaving. Why? He just doesn’t see why you stayed, but sometimes when you’re both drifting off to sleep, he whispers a thank you and sometimes you swear you can even hear him say “I love you”…
“When I was little I asked my papa why he always held my daddy’s hand.” Sarah smiles, waving her arm in her parents direction. There Papa is, his hand intertwined with Dad’s. Papa’s hair is gray finally. Daddy went gray completely almost decade and a half ago. Sarah remembers them looking younger, but this is just as good.
pre: i see there’s a lot of EXO-Ls in my notifications so this one is for you guys! i hope you can find this relatable as that’s what this is for—exposing your deepest secrets on tumblr so we can all hold each other. if you enjoy, make sure to like and reblog! i’ll be following those who reblog from @mandopoppies ^^ (i hope you guys are thirsty for another :>>>)
come up with the most obscure tumblr usernames istg like “byunbaekhyunsleftbigtoe”
but i mean they don’t care bc the rest of exo stans have gotten used to it and just accepted it so good job
they’re either horny or screaming there’s no inbetween
probably those people in your youtube comments like “aT 3:47 YOU CAN PAUSE AND SEE BAEKHYUN’S NIPPLE”
pretty soft when you first meet them but then
the moment you say you like exo they’re like oH YOU’RE IN FOR A REAL TREAT BITCH
if their friend stans the beagle line you just know they’re probably staring at their computer monitor waiting for some fan to release leaked photos of chanyeol’s ass during the making of the ko ko bop m/v
probably want chanyeol to get a real tattoo because they look fucking hot as shit on him
in a few years i won’t be surprised if they have a kid and make the middle name something related to him
every day there’s 500 new chanyeol stans
competitive with other chanyeol stans
secretly stan jongin like cmon guys
their ovaries have to die at least 47 times daily otherwise they’ll punch someone
basically they’re always telling you that chanyeol is impregnating them through their ears and they can’t stop
why are there so little of you like wtf
like fucking there needs to be more jongdae stans because the jongdae stan community needs to have more thirsty screaming puppies otherwise i swear they’re gonna do something insane
probably read a xiuchen smut and wanted to find it again but couldn’t find it so they’re pissed
pissed themselves when mma misspelled his name and wanted to set fire to the comments section
i swear they’re always screaming
if they’re not screaming they’re probably pissing themselves over blonde jongdae
how do they get turned on by jongdae in 51 layers of clothes
know that eventually jongdae is gonna release a solo but can’t prepare their uterus for it
“he’s not satansoo he’s saintsoo”
treat !! him !! like !! the !! angel !! he !! is !!
one of the much more mature stans in the exo fandom but will lose their shit if you talk shit about his hair
deep in their confused hearts they have a soft spot for chanyeol and they know it
the church of kyungsoo is a wonderful place
have probably been in the exo fandom for awhile now
the type of people that wear earbuds or headphones without plugging them in because they want to show to you that they just don’t want to talk to you
if they’re actually listening to music don’t talk to them they will fight you
they might as well live at church because they need to be blessed with holy water 24/7
if jongin shows one centimetre of skin they’re instinctively wet
need to seek help
want him to be the father to their children
either read smut daily or write smut
probably run a nsfw blog or at least follow one
sensitive kittens that need to be loved
probably pissed off at something or someone
read a smut where kris was a dom with bdsm in it and can’t stop reading smut at this point
turned on by him rapping
probably read gay taoris smut despite them not being into taoris all that much
“he deserved better”
idgaf attitude 25/7
have so many funny yixing moments compilation videos (thx go fighting)
either love him because he’s innocent or love him because he’s innocently sexy
would gladly learn about “his biology”
have read a yixing fluff where he takes care of you when you’re sick and just went “aww”
or have read a yixing smut where he was dom and showed the fucking sexy ass side of his (probably included butt spanking)
know him for more than being exo’s dancer
yixing !! needs !! to !! be !! protected !!
giggle whenever he mispronounces something because he’s just so innocent and it’s just cute
live for when pervhan comes out to play
even if they say they aren’t a hunhan shipper they are deep deep down (but they don’t know it)
probably like miracles in december and will play it when they’re sad
“how is he so talented”
died laughing when he did the rap from growl on exo showtime because they either cringed or found it genuinely funny
probably write smut in their free time
dreamed about having a kinky sex session with luhan because pervhan is just their idol
“that good good is a song about how good luhan’s dick is”
junmyeon with curly hair is their new aesthetic
they’re 80% of the time the most mature exo stans out of all of them and they embrace that fact
the type of people to happily draw out a graph demonstrating exo’s success because they’re both smart and proud
know that junmyeon can be a sexy beast but want to keep that fact hidden because they don’t want the other stans to stan him
probably like red velvet
don’t understand why people only see him as the leader and nothing else
have probably made the wrong first impression due to their resting bitch face
either just joined the exo fandom today or been here forever
once they stanned sehun their fashion style probably changed dramatically
like cute things which scares people
aren’t scared to say that sehun is a brat
love the fact that he’s a brat and will roast him for that
but at the same time it’s only okay for them to say it not for the other stans to say it
roll their eyes when the other stans say there are too many bc there can never be too many sehun stans
shower in holy water
either left the fandom years ago, or are still here dwelling in old ot12 videos and sobbing while telling people to fuck off
really soft but just sensitive and scared
why are they so hard to find
annoyed bc people never saw how hard he worked
saw his reply to luhan on weibo and thought “aw he’s such a soft sweetie”
need to be loved
the type of people that only listen to the chinese versions bc its the law
love minseok for who he is not how he looks
overwhelmingly supportive to the point where it looks more like an appreciation campaign instead of fandom love
will gladly walk your ass into hell if you diss him
i swear every comeback the only thing they’re posting and talk about is how his voice is literal sex
but it’s not like we blame them bc everything they speak is truth
the type of people to end fanwars by posting a cute gif of minseok and being like “he asks you to stop arguing”
have probably read a fluff and was like “aw”
but then read smut and was like “mMMMM YES XIUDADDY I’M THIRSTY FOR YOU” snort
so many of you
blog is almost entirely reblogs of chanbaek smut
if not chanbaek smut it’s proof that chanbaek is real
the people that take screenshots of their favourite smuts to read later
playlist is almost entirely made of songs that flaunt kyungsoo’s vocals
find humor in chanyeol being harassed
strongly believe that chanyeol is now a bottom
think that kyungsoo isn’t too soft anymore
have cried after watching an old video of hunhan
read hunhan fanfics and got the feels
“he’s like a wife to me” references 25/7
read a fluff and have found themselves in the eternal loop of smut fics and can’t stop
saw yixing and luhan a few months ago laughing and are relieved
probably used to stan hunhan
ships them more as friends tbh
isn’t that 67% percent of the exo fandom if not more
Hi! I know that I just followed so you don’t have to do the request; but I just found your blog and I love your writing! I would really love it if you could do a Tom Holland imagine (though if you think Peter Parker might work better, go for it) where the reader is a piano/violin player (I play both but again whichever you prefer) and I don’t know either he sees the reader play one day at a small gig or they’re friends for ages idm, but I’m sure you’ll do a great job of it! Thank you in advance!
A/N: aww, thank you so much love, you are the sweetest ♥
You entered the building with your best friend. She was showing you around the studio she danced at. As she showed you where she danced, the first thing you spotted was a piano. If there was a piano anywhere, you just couldn’t just hold it in, you had to play it.
‘’Oohh! A piano!’’ you squeal, running up to it.
Your best friend let you go and play because she loved it when you played. You actually had a gig for tonight at the cafe down town. You needed a little practice before you went to perform. You went up to the piano and sat down, you placed your fingers on the piano keys and started to play. Your best friend started to dance along because she loved to dance.
As you played, you smiled at her goofy dancing. Little did you know, there was a guy in the other room who was overhearing your piano playing and really enjoying it. His name was Tom Holland.
Requested by @patheticforaesthetics : “Can I have an imagine where the reader is part of the original cast of hamilton (she plays Lafeyetts wife and Jefferson wife cause she sings a lot) and her husband Ben Platt visits her after the show!”
Ben was a busy person. So were you. But that didn’t stop you guys from surprising each other with things all the time. Like this one time.
It was a cold day and you had a pretty much booked day at the theatre. You were in Hamilton, you played Lafayette’s and Jefferson’s wives, and it was a very frantic day for, not only you but the whole cast.
It was a two show night, and you had rehearsal that morning and you offered to help with the costumes that morning before rehearsal as well.
So you did as you could to help with the costumes before rehearsal rolled around.
Rehearsal seemed to drag on for forever and when it finally ended, you all went out for lunch, which was kind of hectic. You and Jazzy talked about the latest trends basically the entire time while everyone else around you buzzed to each other.