deer i love you


- Mercy comes in many forms.
- You’re confused.
- It’s not so bad Wynonna, up there. I saw Wyatt, and he is so damn proud of you. But I will kill us both before I let you walk in service to the devil.
- If I die they can’t use me.
- Two birds, one stone.
- They baby’s coming. You can save it. Aim high.
- I will do my best.
- Take one out on my way down.
- Or me…

[TRANS] LOVE YOURSELF 承: Her - Jin Thanks To

Ah, the album has come out well.

Thank you so much so our Bang Shihyuk PD-nim who looks like a deer and worked like crazy to bring us wonderful songs, I love you. Thank you so much to our poducers and staff who worked hard and wrote wonderful songs for us together with Bang PD-nim. Bighit’s mother Vice President Choi Yoojung, thank you so so much for taking care of my mental health. My soul friend, Director Yoon Seokjoon, thank you for welcoming me warmly whenever I come visit. Director Shinkyu, thank you for making my dream of having a drink with you come true. Director Chaeeun, thank you so much for your long messages full of kind words every time we have good news. Director Lee Hyuk, arigatou gozaimasu for welcoming us energetically every time we come to Japan. To our Bighit staff who are always working hard and full of energy, thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thanks to our company staff - our family members - I’m living a good life like this. I’ll support for only good things to happen to our staff.

Ah, our family, fighting.
Thank you so so much to our hair & make up family. Truthfully I do look handsome in the mirror, but with styled hair and makeup I shine. Kya. Thank you so much. Jjanggu, live long ㅠㅠ

And our ARMYs
Every day I pray. Pray that only good things will happen to our ARMYs and you will always be happy. Thank you so much, for letting me live a happy life. Thank you ARMYs so much, I support and adore you guys so much, ARMYs are seriously the best.
To our ARMYs who suit every beautiful modifier. I love you ARMYs.

im sorry but i had to (i hc that dwyer is actually really tall but only looks normal height cause he has terrible posture)




mood: Chani meeting Astro in the Japan airport after KCon Japan and yelling “BINNIE HYUNG!!” at Moon Bin & Youngbin getting hella jealous then going on vlive a week later still bitter

One Wrong Move

Dean Winchester x Reader

1550 Words

Story Summary: After a rough night, Dean is woken up to find the reader has not returned home yet. Worried, he goes out looking for her.

This is for the SPN HIATUS WRITING CHALLENGE 2017 - WEEK 1. The prompt is “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover and you’re annoying me.”

Warnings: Angst!! 

Dean’s POV

“Damn it Dean, wake up!” Dean heard Sam yelling at him as he lay sprawled across his bed. Groaning, he picked up his pillow, attempting to cover his head with it, hoping it would make his annoying brother leave him alone for at least a couple more hours.

“Not now. You need to get up!” Sam continued. Cursing, Dean rubbed his eyes, glancing at the bright red numbers on his alarm clock.

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Please Don’t - Haechan

*The repetitive notion of you unowrthiness was clawing up inside you, you weren’t good enough for him- you never will be.

anon request

Characters: Haechan, Reader

Pairing: Haechan/Reader

Genre: Angst // Hurt/Comfort

Word Count : 2K

It didn’t take long for you to start throwing yourself into the familiarity of self doubt once you and Donghyuck started dating. You could rack it up to about a solid month of conscience-free bliss before you started looking in the mirror a little too long in the mornings and staring at the girls on the street a little too hard as you walked by. It had been easy enough to block out at first, chalking it up to your dating inexperience and the fact you just wanted to be the best you could be for him. But then, as weeks and months dragged you through a mental mud puddle, you couldn’t ignore the nagging insistence that you were never going to be enough for him.

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anonymous asked:

#9 Clexa - please and thank you!

“Friend groups are basically vaginas.”

“Um, what?” Clarke snorted as Octavia nodded to show she was serious.

“They are, though,” Octavia said. She looked around the group, from Clarke to Lexa to Lincoln to Raven. She bumped Raven’s shoulder with her own. “It’s like, they have to have that perfect balance, right? You fuck with the pH, and you end up in the doctor’s office with your feet up in the stirrups and a two-week supply of clindamycin. Am I right?”

“Sounds like you need better vag maintenance,” Raven said, laughing and bumping Octavia back.

“She’s just showing off,” Clarke said. “We had a pharmacology exam this week, and she’s been spouting off med names for days.”

“I’m making a point here, people,” Octavia said. “We all know what happened to Bellamy’s little squad when he and Gina got together. It tipped the whole balance of their group and then suddenly none of them are hanging out anymore. I’m just saying, it’s a delicate thing.”

“No, you’re just saying it’s a vagina,” Lincoln said, and Octavia grinned.

“Vagina squad!” She put her hand in, but no one followed her lead. They all just rolled their eyes and laughed. All except Lexa.

Lexa couldn’t bring herself to laugh or participate. Her mouth was dry, a desert scorching up her throat. Her stomach roared with a protest she couldn’t put to voice, wouldn’t dare admit out loud. She couldn’t shake Octavia’s words about tipping the balance, tearing them all apart. 

She glanced to her left, subtle, discreet. Took in Clarke’s profile while the others were distracted. She mapped her angles, fast, familiar, took in the line of her nose and lips. The bright blue of her eyes catching in the sunlight. Her stomach protested again. Her heart ached.

She cleared her throat after a moment and turned.

“Hey, where are you going?” Clarke called after her, and Lexa whirled back around. She plastered on a tight-lipped smile.

“Bathroom,” she said, and Clarke nodded, accepting

Lexa splashed some water on her face, cooled the heat creeping up her pale neck. She felt sick to her stomach as she always did when she thought about her feelings, thought about Clarke. They had always been flirty, a little too touchy, a little too affectionate to not be something more. Except they weren’t. They weren’t anything more, and Lexa had never been brave enough to tell Clarke how she felt. She was too afraid of rejection, too afraid of making things awkward, ruining the perfect balance of their group.

But god, did she wish she could. There were times when she would look at Clarke, when Clarke would laugh and loop an arm around her, when they would stay up late talking about everything and nothing, and Lexa would physically ache. Desperate to come clean, desperate to try. Desperate to find out if Clarke was desperate too, desperate for her.

When the door to the bathroom opened, Lexa glanced up in the mirror. She gave the same tight-lipped smile when she saw Raven in the glass, slinking up to the sink beside her.

“Hey,” Lexa said, quiet.

“You okay?” Raven asked, and Lexa nodded.

“Of course,” she said. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Raven shrugged and began washing her hands. Lexa finished washing hers and made her way toward the door. She was about to pull the heavy thing open when Raven’s voice broke the silence again.

“You’re in love with her.”

Lexa’s stomach dropped so fast and forcefully that she nearly threw up. She froze at the door, one hand gripping the handle so hard that her fingers hurt. Her mouth watered. Her head spun. Her heart began to race.

“Clarke,” Raven clarified. “You’re in love with Clarke, aren’t you?”

“What?” Lexa’s voice trembled around the word.

“You know,” Raven said, “you shouldn’t listen to that pH balance shit. I mean, for your actual vagina, sure, but as far as we’re all concerned…”

Lexa turned the slightest bit, just enough to look at Raven over her shoulder. Wide eyes like a deer caught in headlights.

“I think you can’t help who you love,” Raven said, shrugging her shoulders. “You just love them, and when you love someone, you should tell them.” She gave Lexa a soft smile that Lexa couldn’t bring herself to return.

She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. She just nodded, unable to do much more, pulled open the door, and left. Raven’s words stayed with her with every step though, every step back to their group, back to Clarke.