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BTS Reaction #29 - He sees you sleeping with a stuffed animal that he bought you

anon asked: May I have a BTS reaction please? He comes in and sees you sleeping with a stuffed animal he bought you? Thank you in advanced😄😄😊💕

Seokjin: To him you were already the cutest thing on the entire planet. When he saw the small fuzzy plushie squished to your chest that he had bought for you while on your he wouldn’t be able to wipe the smile off his face.

He’d probably flail around, dancing the happy energy out, then taking thousands of pictures of you until he accidentally woke you up with one of his squeals.

Originally posted by cuteseokjin

Namjoon: He’d smile down fondly at you asleep on the couch with the teddy stuffed animal smashed against your face.

/What a cute dork. They almost look like they’re suffocating though…/

He’d step closer cautiously only to jump back with a start when you let out a loud snore. Unfortunately he’d land on the coffee table and break the glass top, waking you up from your peaceful sleep and probably cutting his foot a little.

“Well you looked super cute before I woke you up. Just to let you know. I’m glad I bought that for you…”

Originally posted by rapnamu

the other members are below the cut due to length~

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Marry me? | Tom Holland

Request: Hey there!! I love your imagines! I was wondering if you could do one where Tom proposes to you in a really elaborate but sweet way? I’m in the mood for some fluff 😊😊

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Tom swore he read every article on how to propose. Every single thing he saw gave him ideas on how to propose, but he always deemed them too mundane for his angel. He went through every idea in his mind but nothing seemed good enough. He was slowly going insane and he so desperately wanted to tell you about it to calm him down but he obviously could not. “Hey, so I’m going mental trying to propose to you, have any suggestions?” Definitely not.

He knew you hated when he spent too much on you. Your humble personality always felt guilty spending his money but really, Tom never minded as long as he got to see your bright smile afterwards. He had to find the perfect middle ground, or at least to a point he deemed necessary. He knew you deserved only the best, and he was determined to give it to you, only he had no clue what it was.

He even went so far as to ask everyone you were close to, your friends, your family, your co-workers. He always ended up with half-baked ideas that he would forget by the time he started a new plan. How long had he been planning this proposal again? He sighed as he continued on his search for the perfect proposal all while you waited in the dark.

It took some time and loads of work but Tom had finally crafted the perfect proposal. Or at least, he tried. “Dude, what if she doesn’t like it? Is there still time to move it? Oh god, she’s going to say no,” he let out his frustration to Harrison who replied with, “Shut up Tom. She’s going to say yes. She loves you mate, big proposal or not. Plus you already booked those tickets.”

You would be lying if you said you were not a bit worried of Tom’s frantic state. You would notice him late at night pacing and muttering to himself and him having conversations with Haz that you could not hear. “It’s guy stuff, dicks and things.” You rolled your eyes at them but let it slip because you trusted them wholeheartedly. Plus, you would not forget the night you brought it up to Tom and he replied by pulling you closer and kissing your forehead. “It will make sense in a while. Just not now, but when it does, you’ll laugh the hardest you have ever.”

It was after a long day of work, your boss literally gave you three days worth of things to do and accomplish within the day. You lugged your tired body home and fell flat against the sofa. “No honey I’m home?” You heard your boyfriend tease. You groaned a reply into the throw pillow and he laughed before he stood you up. “Come on, I’ve run us a bath.”

After unwinding and spending too much time in the warmth of the bath, you and Tom got out and put on your comfiest pjs. Tom knew you loved his sweaters so he gave you his favorite one to wear for the night. He prepared your favorite food, with the help of your mum and his mum, and set it out like a picnic on your bed.

“Okay, what’s up? Why are you so romantic tonight?” You asked as you ate the last of your meal. He sent you the same smile he used when he asked you to be his girlfriend and laughed at your waiting face, “when you love someone like I do, you do everything you can to try and show them you love them.” “You’re such a cheeseball.” “Only for you,” he singsonged before leaning up to kiss you, which you gladly accepted.

“So, I’ve been thinking.” “That’s never good.” “Shut up. So Ive been thinking that we need a vacation.” “Tom, you know-” “Too late!” He dropped an envelope on your lap and ran out of the room. You knew getting up to fetch him would be no use so you opened the envelope and were met with two tickets to London and a letter. 

Dearest Y/N,

Hey love, I know how much you love your excuses but I promise I have taken care of everything already. Yes, everything. I had Harrison check. Here are two tickets to my hometown, a place that means a lot to me and to us. There’s a whole world of memories I wish to share with you, I figured what better place to start than London? (aside from our own home of course)

p.s. you can;t say no because i already bought tickets :)) love youuu

“So what do you say?” He said as he peeked his head back in your room. “Well you’ve left me no choice Holland.” You laughed as he started doing his “happy dance” he looked like a flailing chicken. He then attacked you on the bed, careful not to crush the tickets. “London, here we come.”

“Tom, seriously, all I want is to shower then sleep.” He shushed you as he continued to walk you into his house. He insisted on blindfolding you which confused you as you had been to his house multiple times already. “Tom, I swear if I fall on my face, I’m taking you down with me.” He laughed but continued further into his house with a finger to his lips. He slowly let go and you reached out to him. “Tom?”

When you were met with silence, you untied the blindfold and let it fall. In front of you was the love of your life down on one knee with a smile as bright as the sun itself, it was a smile he only reserved for you. Your eyes widened and your heart rate quickened, he’s proposing, he’s proposing, he’s- he grabs your hand and suddenly you’re back on Earth staring into his eyes.

“Y/N, love, there is so much I want to say but not enough time nor words to say them. I truly believe I am the luckiest man alive, or rather who ever lived. And there’s one reason, one person, one amazing human being, that made that happen. She is the light of my life. I honestly don’t know how I lived without her because she’s the first and last thing on my mind every single day. When I feel like giving up, or like the world is against me, just knowing that she’ll be there when I get home gets me through. When I feel sad or down, seeing her smile would instantly brighten my mood. Suddenly with her, the future wasn’t so scary anymore. My future became our future and I cannot imagine it any other way. They say love is a funny thing and that it’s all some social construct, but how can you explain the feeling of being so content and enamoured with one person that it physically hurts when you’re apart? She is my air, my lifeline, my endgame. She’s my best friend, my rock, my universe, and someday hopefully my wife. It’s you. It’s always been you. There will never be another you. There’s nothing in this world or any world I would rather do than grow old with you, Y/N. I love you when you’re all dressed up showing off your perfect body. I love you when you’re dressed like this in sweats and flight hair. I love you when you wake up and when you fall asleep and everything in between. I love you so much that this little speech does not even begin to scratch the surface of everything I have yet to say. But I’m cutting it short because I know that there will be another time. 

Will you marry me?”


Hope you liked it! I’m sorry it’s not so elaborate (I got carried away and figured my original plan was too long to be one imagine) but I really enjoyed writing this!
 I probably will do a part two about everything Tom had planned for them soon ;)

Not Jeonghan’s baby.

“Pay up loser,” you said as Chan begrudgingly placed the agreed amount into your awaiting hand. You smirked and pocketed the money before grabbing your controller.

“How about doubling it?” you teased as Chan stood up from the couch.

“Aish Y/N-ah! I’ll be broke! Stopping trying to take my money,” he whined as he walked into the kitchen. You laughed and followed him.

“Well you are an idol now so you should be paying your best friend back for my wonderful, never-ending, unwavering support,” you said with a cheeky grin.

“Ice cream and coffee. That’s it!”

“Haha! I win!” you exclaimed excitedly. You didn’t really want to take all his money, but you couldn’t say no to coffee. Minghao walked in as you were mid-happy dance and laughed at your ridiculous limb-flailing.

“So I’m guessing you asked her,” he said, giving Chan a knowing look. Chan’s eyes grew wide and he looked at you worriedly. Realising he’d misunderstood the situation entirely, Minghao mumble something incoherent and left the room flustered.

“Hm, what’s with him?” you asked as you went to grab a water bottle from the refrigerator. As soon as you turned your back to the door to grab the bottle, Mingyu and Soonyoung peeked around the corner.

“Have you asked her out yet?” Soonyoung whispered. Chan shook his head in response.

“Hurry up, we haven’t got all day!” Seungkwan whisper-yelled. Chan shot him a glare but turned his attention back to you as you turned back around.

“Can I offer you some advice?” you asked. Chan gave you a confused look then nodded.

“Teach your members how to whisper properly.”

Chan’s cheeks turned red and he avoided your eyes. You smiled at the rare sight of a flustered Lee Chan and walked closer to him. He looked up and into your encouraging eyes and suddenly felt this wave of confidence. He cleared his throat.

“Y/N, I’d really like it if we went out,” he said with a smile. You laughed as you closed the short distance between the two of you and pulled in into a hug.

“I’d really like it too,” you said. Chan wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly. After a few minutes, you pulled back.

“Guess you’re not Jeonghan’s baby anymore,” you laughed. Upon hearing this, Jeonghan burst into the room and pulled you apart.

“Nope, no way, not happening, I no longer approve of this,” he yelled. You, Chan and the other members were all hollering with laughter at Jeonghan’s outrage. Your eyes met Chan’s and you somehow managed to smile even wider. You couldn’t believe what just happened.

~A/N~ This was just a random idea I had and thought it would fit Seventeen pretty well. Requests are open.

The Strange Case of Starship Iris (Podcast) - TV Tropes
The Strange Case of Starship Iris is a sci fi/mystery/comedy/thriller radio drama set in the year 2189, after Earth narrowly won a war against extraterrestrials. It follows biologist Violet Liu, the only surviving crewmember of the science vessel …

HEY so starship iris has a TV tropes page now, which automatically makes us a thousand times more legit than we were 24 hours ago, when we did not have a TV tropes page. i may have done a happy flailing dance. you should definitely check it out.

(also, and i’m not suggesting anything, but there’s lots of room to add to it. you know. if you needed a reason to give the show a re-listen.)


Summary: Human AU, Sister!Reader, no supernatural. It’s Dean’s wedding day, and you reflect on all the time it took to get to this moment, including the part you played. Later, your brother decides to return the favour.

Words: 1,528

Dean x Castiel, Sam x Jess, Reader x ?

Warnings: None. Loads of pride-y fluff

Your name: submit What is this?

“I’m hot. Are you hot? It’s really hot in here, don’t you think?”

Dean was rambling, pacing back and forth in front of you in his kitchen, pulling at his shirt collar distractedly.

You smiled stepping forward and stilling him with your hands on his chest before straightening his tie.

“It’s a bit warm, yes.”

“How are you not burning up?” he asked, eyes wide with nerves and excitement.

“Well,” you chuckled, curtseying sarcastically, “I’m wearing a dress.”

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“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Elsa muttered under her breath. Her roommate, a son of her mother’s friend, had another bad habit she just couldn’t stand. What man leaves all his hair in the bathroom sink A F T E R he shaves?! She stopped at a pole with a wanted roommate sign stapled to it. She grabbed the flyer and cue her flailing happy dance. Upon realizing others were around, Elsa cleared her throat and straighten herself out. She texted the number immedietely and hoped for a message back. She definitely wanted to meet and hopefully get a new place to live. Besides her mother would be able to afford whatever the cost was. Elsa took a shortcut to her home and stopped for coffee. Back on her route, she noticed a man standing near the crosswalk and she recognized his behind to be her roommate. Not working? Taking advantage of my money… she thought to herself before storming towards the man. “Hey! You think it’s okay leaving all that nasty hair in the sink, huh? That’s sick and your disgusting! You know what, I’m not living with you anymore so you better find someone else who can deal with your disgusting living habits, you filth!” She yelled and held her coffee tight. She was ready to throw the hot liquid at him. He’s been incredibly rude and has proven to be a mess since the day she moved in. Maybe Beacon Hills wasn’t for her. “Hey, are you listening Mark?”


Emma Approved, episode 70: Glossary of words and phrases

Even if the truth is scary, wouldn’t you rather know than live in the dark?
= Look at my mad foreshadowing skillz!

She is out with a dental emergency
= Don’t worry, fandom, she’s not going to walk in on any kissing today!

= God, I missed you. It’s so great to see you again. And hear the sound of your voice. And see your beautiful face. I’m sorry you’re hurt. I’m sorry I walked out. I can’t stay mad at you. Please let’s make up. I want everything to be okay. I’m so worried about you. I will kill Frank with my bare hands if your heart is broken. I love you. I love you. I love you…

I thought you hated those things.
= It’s getting harder every day to hide my feelings for you.

= Please don’t cry; I’m here!

He definitely seemed to make you happy…
= You’re damn right I thought you had feelings for Frank!

But…I thought that-
= I’m so confused right now.

That’s good!
= That’s friggin’ AMAZING!!! Hey, I could confess my love RIGHT NOW!!! O frabjous day! Happy dance! Kermit flail! Bohemian Rhapsody headbanging!

I was afraid that I would have to go over and kick his ass for leading you on
= …at which point I’m sure he would have beaten the snot out of me.

Maybe I’ll steal his pomade.
= I hate that guy…buuut…maybe not as much as I did before.

Oh, there’s no need to resort to that kind of violence.
= Look at me, I’m bantering with Alex just like nothing ever happened!

It’s not important.
= It does make me feel deliciously vindicated, though.

How many times does that make that?
= Gawd, I suck.

= You.

= You.

Well, we managed without you! But it wasn’t easy. Luckily, Maddy stepped in.
= Please change the subject.

If you just listen to me, I think that-
= Please don’t shut me down.

Oh! I almost forgot! Maddy brought this for you! Look! She has a profits and loss projection for the next five years.
= Seriously, man, change the damn subject already!

And! She installed budgeting software on my computer!
= I’m just gonna keep babbling until you get the hint.

This is great.
= This is the worst.

I guess I should get back to my office, then.
= My heart is broken and I’m beyond embarrassed.

Lotta catching up to do.
= Are you SURE you don’t want to hear me confess my love? No? (Dammit.)

Alex came back to tell me that he is in love with Harriet.
= Character growth does not mean I’ve gotten any better at interpreting romantic clues.

This is the perfect situation to test what I have been working on this past month.
= I’m not sure I have the strength to do the right thing here.

Alex’s happiness matters most.

It’s okay.
= It’s the exact opposite of okay.

As my friend? Is that what you want?
= So, you want to be friends?

I just want you to be happy! So come on! Hit me with it! I’m ready.
= Yes! Well, I mean, I…gawd, no wonder you’re confused.

Wait, where are you going?
= Don’t leave me!

Just…don’t go anywhere.
= It could take a while to magically pull a bouquet of flowers from somewhere.

I told you I could get a girl flowers.
= Please think this is adorably romantic, because I really have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to this sort of thing.

But…flowers are romantic.
= I’m so confused right now.

But flowers are ROMANTIC!
= Huh? wait… *gasp* Holy Oprah! No. WAY.

Emma Woodhouse
= I love you.

If you let me, I will spend every day trying to make you happy.
= This is the closest anybody’s going to come to a marriage proposal in a modern Austen adaptation.

Say something.
= Right now, I’m more tense than a fandom five minutes out from a Kissing Day episode drop!

I was just making sure!
= God, for two smart people, we can certainly act like idiots, can’t we?

Just out of curiosity, how-how was that?
= Hit me with your tagline, baby!

Oh, very Emma Approved.
= Your lips are freakin’ MAGIC, you glorious man!

*gasp* Harriet!
= Oh my GAWD, am I EVER going to stop unwittingly screwing that girl over?

Felicity...what did you do? (3x20 Thoughts & Observations)

Happy Friday! What a week. I am still not over what all went down in 3x20 Wednesday night. It feels so surreal how extremely canon Olicity is now. It’s a glorious feeling. I don’t think I will ever get sick of all the beautiful gifs scrolling across my dashboard. I think this episode will get us through the rough patch we’re facing next week and the two weeks after that–because of course, with Arrow, the last three episodes of the season are always action packed.

I rewatched 3x20 last night. There have been so many wonderful analyses and breakdowns shared already about that gorgeous Olicity lovemaking scene. I’m still not coherent enough about that scene to do much beyond flail and do a happy dance for my OTP. I did come up with a smattering of other things I noticed in the episode. My thoughts and snarky questions are beneath the cut.

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My action plan to justify flying to Australia to see Nathan Page in a play - DAY ONE HUNDRED!!!!!

Today marks the ONE HUNDREDTH DAY of my Action Plan!

That is absolutely astounding to me!

 One hundred hours of cycling!

One hundred days of loving and appreciating my husband!

One hundred posts written!

 Time for a happy dance!

[Flailing! Dancing! Dancing that looks like flailing!]

I did ride a bike today for an hour, and my husband felt loved and appreciated, but I don’t want to talk about either of these things today.

In honour of reaching this milestone, here are 100 things that I have learned so far from my Action Plan:

1.   I have no natural sense of balance.

2.   Falling on pavement hurts.

3.   Falling on grass hurts.

4.   Falling into bushes hurts.

5.   Falling into cactus REALLY hurts. And cacti are vindictive plants.

6.   I am most vulnerable to injury when my bicycle is not moving. (And especially when I put it in motion. Oh god. Please avert your eyes!)

7.   Aqua-biking may be my favourite activity, ever!

8.   Three-year-olds should never be allowed to hold their Christmas puppies’ leashes.

9.   Riding uphill is less scary than riding downhill.

10. I do not like to go fast on a bicycle. (Someday I hope to want to go fast on a bicycle).

11. The recumbent bike is heavenly on days when just setting foot in the gym feels like an accomplishment.

12. I will do just about anything when asked to by someone with an Australian accent.

13. It is very hard to find a competent bicycle to rent in Hawaii.

14. If you can neither inhale nor exhale without pain, your ribs may be broken.

15. It is a VERY bad idea to fall asleep on an untethered air mattress in the ocean.

16. Music makes cycling much more fun.

17. Texting with friends makes indoor cycling much more fun (but also negatively impacts the quality of your workout.)

18. Mean people suck. Bullies are the worst form of mean people.

19. Working out in your underwear in a public gym is disrespectful.

20. The “morning crew” at my gym are much too serious for my taste, and should be avoided.

21. Having the ability to “bank” workout time helps to make working out every day possible.

22. I can ALWAYS cycle on an exercise bike, no matter how tired I am.

23. Oversized handlebars on a rental bike are the stuff of nightmares.

24. Smiling is contagious.

25. If you smile at a man on the beach, it is a very good idea to have smiled at his female walking companion first.

26. Nathan Page has beautiful legs.

27. It is possible to fall off an exercise bicycle. Sleep-deprivation increases this risk.

28. Smuggled wine consumed after midnight (post-workout) in a gym with girlfriends tastes FANTASTIC!

29. It hurts when your children resent your exercise plan.

30. My husband should be canonized.

31. Tumblr friends who are willing to write ridiculous fan fic with me via PM in order to get me through a horrendous workout can never be adequately thanked.

32. Most men do NOT wipe down the exercise equipment at the gym after they have used it. Most women do.

33. Shorts must be chosen very carefully when cycling.

34. Chafing is disastrous when combined with an everyday cycling regime.

35. Purple bikes are the coolest.

36. I do not possess sufficient cycling skill to remove one hand from the handlebars while cycling without risking death. Ever.

37. The clothes you wear when cycling should reflect your level of skill.

38. Only Nathan Page should wear spandex cycling clothing. (However, he is encouraged to do so as often as possible. And to post pictures.)

39. Having to stop a bicycle by pushing backwards on the pedals can cause me to have a panic attack.

40. When I have a panic attack because my brain has forgotten what it needs to tell my feet in order to stop a bike, it is a really bad idea to simultaneously try to dismount the bike, while it is still in motion.

41. Riding a bicycle outside is fun. Really fun.

42. I am a very competitive person. I will not back down from a challenge, once I commit to it.

43. Just because a bicycle has a rusty chain doesn’t mean it can’t give you a great workout.

44. Few things are more rewarding than watching a puddle of sweat form underneath your spin bike.

45.  Animals are not afraid of bicycles. (In fact, they tend to gravitate TOWARDS bicycles).

46. Riding a bicycle around a blind corner, at dusk, is a really bad idea.

47. Cycling on an exercise bike, with your eyes closed, while listening to jazz, is nothing short of heavenly.

48. Cycling on an exercise bike, with your eyes closed, while listening to jazz, should only be done at a gym where you know NO ONE.

49. Snow is slippery.

50. Ice is more slippery than snow.

51. Making up life stories for the people who are working out around you is a great way to get yourself through a difficult workout. (But try to remember that you do not actually know these people, and that your stories are not representative of their real lives. Harder than it seems.)

52. Attraction is about communication.

53. Flirting is fun. Really, really, really fun.

54. Confidence is more important than your waist measurement.

55. Throwing out clothing that does not suit your personality feels fantastic!

56. Getting lost on a bicycle just means extra minutes for the bike bank.

57. There ARE muscles in my legs. And my arms! (Now if we could only find those elusive cheekbones!)

58. Nathan Page is adorable when he speaks the words “push bike.”

59. I should never wear white (anywhere on my body) when cycling. It invites disaster.

60. A bicycle will NOT fit into a Toyota Matrix.

61. No workout feels better than if you have illegally broken into a gym to accomplish it. (Even if you just pushed open an unlocked door to get in. And cycled in the dark. With spiders.)

62. Hearing of others’ workout success inspires me.

63. Setting a reasonable goal, that you can accomplish – no matter how tired or busy you are – is the most important part of beginning an exercise routine.

64. Although family members find it difficult to cope with having an exercise fanatic living in the house, they eventually give up and stop complaining.

65. Texting, with accuracy, while riding a bicycle is an acquired skill.

66. Spiders can hide (and lay eggs) under bicycle seats.

67. Your arms get a workout through cycling as well. (Seriously. This is WILD!)

68. The road to hell is paved with gravel.

69. Always pack 2 pairs of headphones when you go to the gym.

70. Reading a novel when riding an exercise bicycle is NOT cheating.

71. Bikes parked in sand using a kick stand will fall over. It’s just a matter of time.

72. Threatening to lick people, or objects, may not be a mature way to get your way, but it works.

73. Conflict, when handled with care and an open heart, can lead to friendship.

74. I should never cycle after 3 glasses of wine.

75. My singing voice improves significantly after a cycling workout.

76. Nathan Page is skilled enough to ride a bicycle without a helmet. I am not.

77. It is difficult to hear GPS directions from a cell phone (which is buried in a backpack) while cycling.

78. Making myself do an harder workout than I planned, or was required to do, is effective punishment for a whiny brain.

79. Sleep is overrated.

80. Intimacy is about much more than sex.

81. My children do not want to hear about my cycling adventures. Their friends do.

82. Taking a picture of my legs, in my bathroom, after dark is really difficult.

83. Cycling shoes were conceived by the devil.

84. Get to the 6 am spin class early, or you will not get a bike.

85. There are few things more motivational than Nathan Page’s image on a water bottle.

86. The idea of riding my bicycle in Australia – on the wrong side of the road – is really starting to freak me out.

87. Dreaming about cycling is not a sign of acquired skill, just of obsession.

88. Always tell someone WHERE you are going cycling, so they can organize the search party.

89. You MUST replace your cycling tights if you lose too much weight. Not doing so is a really bad idea.

90. This challenge is no longer about cycling, or even about justifying a trip to Australia to see Nathan Page in a play. It’s about connection, and finding meaning in life each and every day.

91. The search for connection is what gets me out of bed. Being motivated to exercise is easy, when it’s viewed as a practice of “connecting.”

92. Cycling is a wonderful form of meditation.

93. Connecting with beauty is powerful, life-affirming, and altruistic. Beauty is everywhere.

94. Relying on the support and care of others is not a sign of weakness, it is a celebration of connection.

95. Writing a blog every day about riding a bicycle for an hour is MUCH more difficult than the act of riding a bicycle every day for an hour.

96. I am more afraid of flying than I am of spiders.

97. “Do whatever it is that scares the shit out of you!” is the best advice I have ever gotten. Thanks, Nathan.

98. I have totally and completely fallen in love with cycling. I can’t imagine my life without cycling being a part of it.

99. I am already dreading what it will feel like to not connect with so many of you, every day, when this is all over. (Sigh).

100. I was most likely lying when I said that this challenge is no longer about Nathan Page. Of course it is! (Not entirely, but he is still the catalyst to this insanity!) This is the best mid-life crisis – EVER!

Thank you all for coming on this journey with me! It would not have been possible to make it 100 days without you!