for being as out of shape as i am

I love the Chosen Children, in case people get confused

So I want to take some time to make my feelings clear on some stuff in case anyone misinterprets me, as my posts/ comments can sometimes seem to contradict each other

First of all, I’m a human, and therefore my feelings on things are complex

Secondly, I am very open to hearing other people’s opinions and so my opinions are constantly being changed and shaped as I see and learn new things through the eyes of others

Third, I try to be objective and am very much in favor of constructively criticizing a character no matter how much I love them

Fourth, I’m super emotional and yeah I get angry sometimes when I see characters I love getting bashed, or seemingly getting bashed and it takes me a moment to calm down and I’m likely to lash out at first

All this being said I want to make it clear that I do not hate any of the Chosen Children, not a single one, I like all 13 of them for reasons, and I dislike all 13 of them for reasons. Some of them I love because there are more things about them that I like than things I dislike, and some I think are just okay because I dislike more things than I like. But I think every single one of them is worthy of praise and every single one of them makes me happy for one reason or another. At the same time, I think every single one of them has moments where I think they deserve criticism whether it be because I feel the writing was mediocre or because they actually have character flaws (which btw is fine, character flaws are good but that doesn’t mean we don’t acknowledge that they are flaws)

Digimon is my favourite series of all time, I can’t not want to love and praise every character that appears in it

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Recently found this on Facebook and it sums up my hate for people who breed these dogs perfectly.
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This is AMAZING!

For those who can’t go to the link, the following is what it says:

FYI, none of this is mine. It was posted by Bilton veterinary centre, the same one as in the picture. All credit goes to them but I felt it was important to get word out about some of the breeds of dogs that are riddled with health problems. If you own a pug that’s perfectly healthy that’s cool, but it’s doesn’t change the fact that an alarming number of short nosed (almost no nosed at this point) dogs have extreme difficulty with tasks like breathing and blinking.

 "So I am going to have a rant now and I apologise in advance if this upsets anyone, but here goes.

   Last week, I managed to reduce a lovely family to floods of tears.  They had brought their new dog in to come and see me.  There was a young lady, her husband and their two children of about 8 or 9 years old and they were all already absolutely besotted with their new pet - their first dog, and they had been planning it for several years.

   The dog was a 5-month-old French Bulldog that they had picked up from a breeder about 4 weeks previously.  They were concerned that their new dog may have “a chill” as the dog had sore runny eyes,  difficulty in eating and kept making a choking sound.  They had also noticed the dog had a “funny smell” about him. As I examined the dog it became quickly apparent what was occurring and my heart sank.

  This dog was yet another increasingly popular “short-nosed” breed that was suffering horribly from a myriad of problems - all related to its poor breeding and its unfortunate anatomy. After the examination, I found that this dog had: 

 - Eyeballs too big for its eye sockets. So much so, that when he blinked, the eyelids didn’t fully cover the eyeballs.  (Imagine going out on a windy day and not being able to blink!) This had resulted in deep painful ulcers forming on both eyes that in the short term would require intensive treatment and could feasibly result in the rupture of one or both eyeballs. 

  - The bones forming the front of his face (the maxilla) were so squashed by virtue of this style of this breed (called the brachycephalics), that the soft-tissue structures of the throat are compressed and forced backwards -  obstructing his larynx.  Amongst other things, his soft palate was so elongated (relative to his skull) that it kept getting trapped over his wind-pipe.

 -His nostrils were completely occluded, so absolutely no airflow was possible through his nose.  All of his breathing had to take place through his open mouth.  This meant that whilst he was eating/sleeping he was going through bouts of asphyxiation and so would have to spit the food out or wake up and open his mouth - purely so he would be able to breathe.  This explained the “choking” sound that there were hearing all the time.  He could just manage to breathe with his mouth open, but this then exacerbated the problems with his soft palate.

 - The skin fold over the top of the nose (caused by the squashed face involuting the skin) had caused a crevice of around 2-3 cms deep, where the skin was rubbing against its self.  In this area, the skin was ulcerated and was full of liquid pus.  It was this that the owners were smelling.  This was incredibly painful for the animal and he cried every time I tried to clean it.

 -The skin around his feet, ears, armpits and groin was red raw and inflamed.   He clearly was very itchy and had been licking at these areas repeatedly - which had, in turn, made them more sore and painful.  This is very typical of a condition called “atopy” which is very common in many breeds, particularly the Bulldogs (French and English). So at this point, the shocked owners asked what needed to be done to sort him out.

  So I had to explain that he would need: 

 - Bilateral eyelid shortening surgery that would allow the dog to blink properly and prevent further ulcers from forming.  As well as long-term medication to improve the quality of his tears.

 - Complex soft tissue surgery of the back of the throat to, (amongst other things) shorten his soft palate to facilitate his breathing.

 - He would need both of his nostrils opening up so as to allow adequate air flow to be possible to allow him to breathe/exercise/eat/sleep properly.

 -He would need a “face-lift” to remove a large amount of excess skin on the front of his face, to try and open up the fold that was causing so much infection and pain.

 -He may need allergy testing, food trials, anti-inflammatories etc to try and manage the atopic skin disease that he has. 

 *He needs all of this fairly urgently.  

 *He can’t have all of this done at once and so will require several anaesthetics and complex procedures to be done over a period of time.   

*He is only 5 months old. 

*He needs all of this doing - just so that he can live a vaguely normal life.   


 Also - he is not insured.  It transpired that the new owners looked into insurance but the premium was so high for this breed, that they felt they couldn’t afford it.  To move forward, he would have to go to a specialist veterinary unit (sadly recently set up to deal with the increasing number of very poorly brachycephalic dogs with extreme conformational issues) and this treatment could cost upwards of £8,000 to correct.

 Once I had discussed all this with the owners - they were understandably distraught.  They had hoped for a “cute” and “cuddly” family pet that they had seen examples of spread throughout popular media.  They had no idea that these problems even existed.  Instead, they now have a much-loved dog that is miserable, has a long journey ahead of it and one that they cannot afford to have fixed.

 The family left the room in floods of tears, armed with medication that would temporarily alleviate some of the symptoms and try to make the poor little dog more comfortable.  From what I have later found out, this dog has gone to a rescue centre to be rehomed.  It may have moved away, but its problems most certainly will not have done.

 Pugs, Frenchies, English Bulldogs and Shar-Peis are amongst the breeds which are increasingly being abandoned in vast numbers as people cannot cope with their ongoing problems, illnesses and costs.  It upsets us all hugely when we see how many of the problems frequently associated with these breeds are now classed as “normal”. I will commonly hear “Oh it is normal for this breed to struggle with A, B or C”. NO IT ISN’T NORMAL!

 These trendy flat-faced breeds are some of the most expensive puppies to currently buy.  There is serious money for people who sell a litter of these puppies and so the incentive to breed is VERY high.  It must be said that there are responsible breeders who are trying to “back-breed” these types of dogs to have longer noses, smaller eyes, more open nostrils etc and try to reduce the incidence of these conditions, and these people should be applauded.  However, puppy farms and irresponsible owners are rife, and these “breeders” don’t seem to care a jot about the long-term prognosis and what the future holds for “their” breed. 

 It is also worth noting that many of these breeds are unable to give birth naturally now too (due to the shape of the puppy’s skulls) and so the mothers often go through multiple caesareans… 

 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE STOP AND THINK before you buy.  Come and talk to US about the breeds that you are interested in - and we shall give you the whole picture.

 I am completely exhausted and totally demoralised seeing these type of problems on a daily basis.  There are enough horrible illnesses, diseases and potential accidents out there without being destined to be unwell before you are even born.

   Whilst people are still buying these dogs, people will still breed them and the problem will never go away.“

Found a “fan” page dedicated to “White Storm”...

And I am in utter disbelief. Storm is a proud African woman. Being African is a huge part of her personality, who she is, what has shaped her into the person she has become. To whitewash her is to pretty much strip away everything she is on top of being RACIST AS FUCK! And they had to nerve to say and I quote because I can’t make up such fuckery, “Imagine how pretty she’d be if she was white”. EXCUSE THE FUCK OUT OF ME. White hair and blue eyes against ebony skin isn’t pretty? Ororo means beauty! (I bet they refuse to refer to her by her actual name.) In canon men like the likes of Thor, Loki, T’Challa, Dr. Doom, Dracula, Cable, Quicksilver, and Wolverine just to name a few have shown interest in her. But she isn’t pretty to you because she’s black?

Tell me

Storm isn’t


She is a strong, gorgeous, black woman in a comic verse that already greatly lacks diversity and yet, you hate that she is black. To the creator of that blog (which I will not name here, because they don’t deserve the attention) the artists doing white rendering of her and your followers you should be embarrassed, you ignorant, bigoted peasant. 

Originally posted by heckyeahreactiongifs


      A chair, a table, a lamp. Above, on the white ceiling, a relief ornament in the shape of a wreath, and in the centre of it a blank space, plastered over, like the place in a face where the eye has been taken out. There must have been a chandelier, once. They’ve removed anything you could tie a rope to. 
      There’s a rug on the floor, oval, of braided rags. This is the kind of touch they like: folk art, archaic, made by women, in their spare time, from things that have no further use. A return to traditional values. Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?

Thank You David Oyelowo

I’ll probably never get a chance to go to a Star Wars thing (at least not any time soon) and definitely not a Rebels thing but I just really want to thank David Oyelowo for his amazing voice acting as Kallus.

He helped to make a simple, one dimensional character someone we loved to hate and see get knocked around. He managed to give off some great malice and utter evilness and yet was able to provide so much more emotion as the writing changed and he became more fleshed out.

Obviously the writing and animation are amazing and had a great part to play in this but Oyelowo is Kallus and he too has helped to shape such a simple cut out character into a complex human being and I am always amazed and so thankful when actors are able to do this because it adds so much depth to a story and makes it feel all the more real.

People aren’t black and white, people make mistakes, they let fear and hatred govern them at times and others can suffer because of it. But such a person can change and can grow and can work towards fixing the aftermath of their actions, even if they can never go back and change what they’ve done. Being able to portray a character like this, and to do it well, is something worthy of a quick essay and thank you because it’s acting like this and the portrayal of characters like this that gives me hope in these dark times.

So thank you David Oyelowo and the crew of Star Wars Rebels for this amazingly complex character.
Gigi Hadid accused of racism after Asian eyes video
A viral video shows the 21-year-old at a restaurant with friends. Gigi holds up a cookie that is shaped like the Buddha and squints her eyes in an imitation of his face.

‘So you know this is racist right?’ Gigi Hadid comes under fire on Instagram after her sister Bella posted a candid clip of the model squinting her eyes to imitate the Buddha

  • A video posted by Bella Hadid shows her 21-year-old sister at a restaurant with friends, who are singing Happy Birthday to someone
  • Gigi holds up a cookie that is shaped like the Buddha and squints her eyes in an imitation of his face
  • Twitter users have called the video racist, and pointed out that they are 'not surprised’ and this isn’t the first time she has faced accusations of racism
  • People have called her out for modeling Afros and dreadlocks in the past

Supermodel Gigi Hadid is facing online backlash after a video surfaced showing her squinting her eyes to imitate an East Asian person.

In a clip posted by Bella Hadid and later deleted — but not before the video had spread and been shared by other accounts — Gigi is seen smiling and making the offensive facial expression while out with friends.

In the hours since it has been shared, other social media users have chimed in to criticize Gigi, with some claiming she has exhibited 'racist’ behavior before.

The very short clips features Gigi and friends at a restaurant, where several are singing Happy Birthday.

Gigi holds up a cookie in the shape of the Buddah, then smiles and squints her eyes to imitate his face.

'This is y'all woke palestine queen? Gigi out here mocking Asian people. i would say she’s cancelled but she never started [sic],’ wrote one poster.

Other people shared similar comments, with one saying: 'smh she’s been cancelled. She’s made fun of Asian people, and done so many racist things but nobody pays attention.’

'Why am i not shocked about gigi hadid being racist again,’ wrote another, while yet another said: 'ppl are so blind to anti asian racism as someone thats had to deal w ppl making fun of my eyes for 16 yrs i hope gigi hadid falls in a hole [sic].’

Several pointed out that Gigi’s boyfriend, Zayn Malik, is of Asian descent, his father being British Pakistani. However, Gigi’s father — Palestinian-American developed Mohammad Hadid — is also Middle Eastern.

However, as some have said, it doesn’t matter if the intention to be racist isn’t there — the ignorance that something is racist can alone be part of a racist act.

The claims of past 'racist’ behavior seem to be referring to the time Gigi was accused of cultural appropriation while modeling.

In 2016, she wore colorful dreadlocks to walk in Marc Jacobs’ runway show — a choice that was not hers, but the designers. She also once modeled a blue Afro on the cover of Vogue Italia.

In 2015, Instagram followers were also quick to attack her for showing off henna tattoos on her hands, to which she had a speedy response:

'Before you go all “cultural appropriation” in my comments, check out the last name. Hadid. Half Palestinian & proud of it,’ she wrote.

“Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. No specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required, but would prefer a warm spirited, non-racist. Cynics, critics, pessimists, and ‘stick in the muds’ need not apply. Voluptuous figures a plus. Any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to Mary Poppins, Claire Huxtable, Snow White, or Elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. I am dubious of actresses, felons, and lesbians, but don’t want to rule them out entirely. Must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, James Taylor, and sleeping late. I have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of Autumn. I once misinterpreted being called a ‘coal-eyed dandy’ as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. I wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. All I want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.”

- Matthew Gray Gubler, on his perfect woman.

When we came to make Zombies, Run!, I deliberately put a line in the very first mission, when you, Runner Five, are just arriving at Abel Township, the tiny, shivering remnant of humanity left after the zombie apocalypse. I had one of the characters say: “If you can move above a slow shamble, we can use you.” Why? Because I am so sick and tired of the best and nicest exercise-based treats being reserved for people who are already in peak physical shape, and I’m sick of the notion that having fun while exercising is something you have to earn; that, until you look a certain way, moving ought to be boring and unpleasant if not outright painful. Your body is there right now. You did not have to earn a thing. It is a gift. You are a hero every time you step out of your front door to do some exercise.
Waking Up To SVT || Valentine’s Day Edition


The wind rushed into the room as he set the items in place, hoping you wouldn’t wake up mid-surprise to a half finished event. He had woken up early to prepare everything for you, hoping you would love the surprise with all your heart. 

He watched as you turned to your side, your hair falling over your face delicately. With a smile, he set down whatever he had been holding and walked over to you, moving your hair out of your face as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “Damn I adore you so much,” he’d whisper to himself.

Seungcheol: Seungcheol would be the cliche movie man. He’d have a platter of food in the kitchen that he actually made like wow man, he’d have a bath running, full of flower petals and it would be very fragrant. And when he woke you up, he’d have the sweetest smile “Happy Valentine’s day my love.” After eating breakfast in bed, he’d bring you to the bath and let you have some alone time to hopefully gush about what he was doing for you to your friends, yes he set up a phone in there. And after the bath, you’d come out in a robe, and he’d be sitting in a heart made of flower petals serenading you with ‘your song’. 

Jeonghan: Jeonghan would be the type to be too lazy to do anything too extravagant, but he would still try. You’d wake up to a coy Jeonghan who confidently says he didn’t do much, but when you look around the room, you’d see it filled with heart shaped photos of your previous dates. And the tv would suddenly turn on and a video would pop up and it would be edited clips of you guys laughing and having fun, and at the end of the video, there would be a photo from your first date, and a text would come rolling in “I, Yoon Jeonghan, will forever love you, no matter how much you annoy me. Happy Valentines day (Y/n)!”

Joshua: Joshua would be the type to go all out while keeping it simple. He’d have bears, he’d have chocolates, he’d have roses, ya know the typical Valentines day stuff Anyway, you’d wake up to the sound of his guitar playing from somewhere in the house. You’d run out into your living room/dining room and see a feast on the table, you’d see the note that told you to sit and eat as things got prepared, but being the sneaky person you were, you ran around the apartment, looking for Joshua but to your dismay he wasn’t there.  “Hi (Y/n)!” He’d greet from the screen cutely, “If you didn’t do what I told you to do, you would see that I am not in the house right now, but please don’t be alarmed, just go look out on the balcony and you’ll see where I am.” You’d rush to the nearest balcony, swinging the door open to look out and see Joshua up on the hill behind your apartment complex. He’d be surrounded by bouquets and bouquets of roses that spelled out “I LUV U”, waving to you, you’d smile cheekily before running to your front door and rushing down to him.

Jun: Jun would do the most normal thing out of all the members while also being romantic. He’d buy a crap ton of heart shaped balloons and throw them around the the room, filling them until you couldn’t see your ceiling or floor. Each balloon on the floor would have a little note stuck inside of it, and in order to read it, you’d have to pop it open. And the balloons floating above your head would have a little gift along with a note, in fact when you woke up, you were hit in the head with a teddy bear. After going through all the balloons, you’d open the door to your room to see him in the kitchen cooking breakfast in an apron. “Good morning (Y/n), happy valentines day.” he’d give you a playful wink as he set down the pan and sauntered over to you, giving you a chaste kiss. 

Hoshi: Hoshi would practically fill your apartment with stuffed bears. Starting from small to big, you would wake up to a small stuffed bear the size of your face stuffed in your arms and you would squeeze it bc it told you to, “Good morning darling, I hope you had a nice sleep.” And when you sat up, you would see another pillow sized stuffed bear sitting on your desk with a box of chocolates and a note. “I hope for our love to be as sweet as these chocolates. P.S. I made them so I hope they taste good <3” And each bear you encountered as you followed the flower petal arrows would give you a gift and a heartfelt note until you were led back to your bedroom where he would be waiting in a bear onesie with a bouquet of roses.

Wonwoo: Wonwoo’s would be simple but special, something so simple you could predict what was going to happen. You’d wake up in his arms, his husky voice the first thing you hear. “Good morning, I hope you slept well.” You’d be blindfolded as soon as he saw you were awake. He’d carry you over to what you thought was your dinner table, and he would feed you the delicious foods he had made earlier that morning oh how much ingredients he wasted rip and after breakfast, he’d lead you to the bathroom where he’d take off the blind fold and let you wash up in the warm bath that he had prepared. And when you were done, you’d get out and follow the trail of thornless roses. When you got to him, he’d have the biggest smile on his face as he saw you were smiling and he’d forget everything he had planned and just hugged you. “Happy Valentines day (Y/n), I really, really, really love you.”

Woozi: Woozi would do something that he knew he could do. And what can he do you ask? He can make you a song. Woozi would be in his studio, making a song describing your relationship and how he felt when he saw you. On Valentine’s day, he would present it to you in an old fashioned way, a cassette tape tied to three balloons. You would wake up to the gentle hands that belonged to Jihoon and rise slowly, unaware of what he was doing. And once you became aware, everything seemed to fall in place, a balloon floated your way with a cassette tape and you would look up to Jihoon who was now standing in the doorway. “Come on, you gotta find the cassette player to listen to it.” Your morning would be filled with a treasure hunt to find the cassette player, determined to listen to what was on it -of course you knew it had to do with music, but nonetheless, you wanted to listen to it, and feel the effort and heart that Jihoon poured into it. When you finally found it and ended the treasure hunt, you’d sit down in the living room and place it on your coffee table to play as you sat on the couch and cuddled with him. “I love you (Y/n)” he would say as the song finished. 

Seokmin: Seokmin would be normal on Valentine’s day. He would wake you up with his smile that could compete with the sun and give you a giant hug. The day would be filled with tons of skinship, every chance he’d get, he’d be hugging you or giving you sweet pecks on the cheek. He’d have individual pieces of chocolate in his pocket that he’d bring out at random times in the morning and he’d literally stuff it in your mouth. And when you’re least expecting it, he’d bring out a giant bundle of balloons that each have a rose tied to them and he’d walk around the house with them and each hour at the same time, he’d give you one along with a peck on the cheek. 

Mingyu: Mingyu would wake up hella early to cook you food. Knowing that food is something that you both love a lot, that’s what he did, he woke up at the ass crack of dawn to make a whole bunch of your favorite dishes. He’d even go as far to make his own assorted chocolates and chocolate strawberries. When it was time for the big reveal, you’d wake up to the smell of nice ass foods and dishes that he had made and run out to your kitchen/dining room only to be blocked by Mingyu. Knowing you’d wake up to the smell of food sooner or later, he stood in front of your bedroom door, blocking it with all his might and gifts that he didn’t make in his hands. He had went out and bought a large bouquet of your favorite flowers, along with some roses and a medium sized teddy bear. “Good morning, I know you love my food but hear me out first okay sweets?” 

Minghao: Minghao’s wake up surprise would be a thing you’ve never seen before. You’d wake up on the living room couch with a tray of food before your eyes, and there would be a note telling you to eat up and stay in the living room. And you wouldn’t notice it at first, but the Tv would be on, and it would be playing this sweet song that COUgh he wrote himself couGH and you’d hum along to the melody after realizing it was playing. And all of a sudden the song would stop and a video would play, “Good morning (Y/n)! If you are still in the living room, I want you to get up and walk to the kitchen and open the oven, there’s some stuff in there.” And when you did as asked, you’d see that there was a cake-along with a note and a stuffed cat. You’d feel him embrace you from behind, and he just wraps his arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder. “Happy valentines day my love”

Seungkwan: Seungkwan would do THE most for you. He would plan for his morning surprise like two months ahead just to make sure he had everything he needed and that everything would go as planned. You’d wake up to his soft singing voice, a song that he had made himself would flow to your ears as he played the instrumental. You’d open your eyes to see him sitting at the end of your bed with a giant stuffed bear and he’d have the purest smile on his face as he saw you beam. “Happy Valentines day,” he greet. And you’d think that this is it, but no, he has more. Seungkwan would bring you out to a living room full of photos with notes and small gifts. “I love you so much, and no matter what I won’t forget about you, not today, not tomorrow, not ever.”  And after getting ready, he’d take you out for breakfast. 

Vernon: Vernon’s would be very pure. Like this extremely pure being, everything he’d prepare for you would be pure, sweet and heartfelt. Everytime he went to buy, or taste, or look for things for this special day, he would try to remember what you like and if it would suit your taste. The whole day, he is worrying whether or not you would like the things you’re doing for him, or even if it’s enough. You would wake up to shy kisses on your cheeks and lips, the first thing you see when you open your eyes would be Vernon’s eyes. He would kiss you on the lips as soon as you make eye contact and pull away from you all shy before pulling you from your bed and bringng you out into the living room. The ceiling is filled with balloons that have photos of your dates hung upon them, and couch is scattered with handmade chocolates and oragami notes. “I hope you like it,” he’s say timidly as he walked up to you and kissed the top of your forehead. “Happy Valentine’s day.”

Dino: Dino’s would be a very new approach to things. He is a newbie to life, and a newbie to long-term love. He would get you the regular teddy bear from the store and he would set it on your computer chair. He’d set up notes around your house, telling you which way to go, and nice little things he had thought but never told you. “I know I don’t say it a lot, but I appreciate that you’re here with me on this journey of life as we start our careers and experience new things as adults. Happy Valentines day love.” And he’d pop out from behind the couch with those little confetti poppers and scare you, pulling you into a back hug as he kissed your cheek. 

BTS Reaction: Their crush gets into an accident and is hospitalized

This is for you Anon! Hope you enjoy it! 

Rap monster/Namjoon: He’d be ashamed that he couldn’t be there. Even if it was an accident. He’d beat himself over it, thinking that no matter what, he should have protected you. You’re his inspiration, and he wouldn’t bear the thought of you being hurt.

“Y/n…be okay. I failed as your friend…Please come out of this better, I’ll be with you no matter what.”

Originally posted by chimchams

Jin/Seokjin: His eyes would go wide as soon as he heard the news. At first, he wouldn’t want to believe it, but after seeing his members’s expressions, he’d just leave. He would immediately go to the hospital. He would be so scared that you were in bad shape. Jin would be shaking seeing you in the hospital bed asleep. He’d let a few tears escape knowing that he wasn’t there to protect you.

“What am I going to do without you here? Get better soon, please? I’m going to miss seeing your pretty face at the dorms and helping me take care of the guys.”

Originally posted by syubbie

Suga/Yoongi: Yoongi would probably be mad at himself. He wouldn’t say much to his members, but they would all see how frustrated he is and how anxious he is to get out of whatever they were doing. Once they were done, he would immediately go and see you. His eyes would be glazed with tears once he saw the condition you were in. I think he’d regret not confessing his feelings towards you earlier, thinking that maybe he could have changed something, so you wouldn’t be hurt.

“I should have protected you. Y/n, when you feel better, I’m not going to hide my feelings anymore. So feel better soon…”

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

J Hope/Hoseok: He be crying so much. If he wasn’t able to see you right away, he’d act very distant from everyone. He wouldn’t want to practice or do anything. All his thoughts would be on you and why he didn’t protect you.

“Y/n-ah, please be okay. I should have been there.”

Originally posted by featureless-spy

Jimin: I think Jimin would be very scared. He wouldn’t really know what to do. He’d start to tear up and walk out of the room so the other members wouldn’t see him. He’d take out his phone and start messaging you and calling you, thinking that all of it wasn’t real. When you wouldn’t answer, he’d start to freak out more, and ask the members to take him there. He wouldn’t stop until someone did. On the ride over there, he wouldn’t stop asking if you were alright. His heart would clench up and he wouldn’t be able to stop the tears rolling down his eyes from thinking of how hurt you must be.

“You’re going to be alright. You’re not seriously hurt…Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay…I don’t want to see you hurt, it makes me hurt too, so please, please, please be alright.”

Originally posted by ohparkjimin

V/Taehyung: I think Taehyung would have the biggest reaction. He’d want someone to take him to the hospital immediately even if they were doing something important. All he would have in his mind is how hurt you were and why he wasn’t there to stop it.

“Yah! I need to see her! Take me to the hospital right now!

Originally posted by leojuseyo

Jungkook: Jungkook would be frozen. His mind would be a jumbled mess. He doesn’t want to believe that you would get into an accident. His eyes would shift to all the members, not believing what he was hearing. He’d just be in complete shock. He wouldn’t be able to focus during practice, and he still wouldn’t be able to get his thoughts together while on the way to the hospital.

“Not Y/n…this is some joke, right? She’ll step out of the room laughing, right? She can’t be hurt…”

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Keith’s mother, a theory

I was immensely excited when Haggar was revealed as Altean, not just for the possibility of further development between Allura and her prejudice, as well as a possible redemption ark for Haggar herself, but because it in turn means one very overlooked aspect is a bigger deal than previously thought. Where are the Galra women? Haggar’s identity means there have been no female Galra represented in the show, if you exclude Allura’s shapeshifting in season one.

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Klaus – His Witch 3

Words count: 1324

Warning: None




The plan was in action, you’ll be getting your daughter and Klaus and Hayley are protecting her.

“You got the ashes?” You asked Elijah who handed you a vase full of Viking’s ashes. “Okay, and the knife?”

“Kol and Davina are getting it.” Klaus said and you nodded. “And we have Kol’s magical cuffs.”

“Okay, let’s begin.” You said and closed your eyes. You started to say the memorized Latin words, over and over. You felt power running through you as you resurrect Esther as we need her blood to kill the evil witch also known as Dahlia. With repeating the words one more time, you felt it. Esther is alive. Slowly a hand comes out of the grave, and then another and soon a face. You saw a beautiful woman with blonde hair and brown eyes. The Mikaelsons sure are blessed with good genes.

Esther gasps for air and looks around.

“Mother.” Rebekah said walking up to her mother. Before she could say anything else though Klaus vamp speeds and cuffs her hands, so she wouldn’t be able to use magic. Esther was confused, as she looked at her hands.

“It’ll stop you from using magic.” Klaus said.

“I know you just came back to life, but we need you.” You said, just as Kol and Davina arrived with the need knife. “We’re going to kill your sister.”

“We got it.” Davina told you smiling. You gave the teen a smile of your own, she reminds you of your daughter at times.

“You can’t possibly be serious.” Esther said, as Rebekah gave her a dress to wear.

“I can and I am.” You said with a force in your voice. “She has MY daughter, and I’m getting her back.”

“And she’s planning on taking MY daughter.” Klaus said and you nodded.

“We’re not letting her do that, like you let her do to me.” Fraya said with her arms crossed in front of her chest.

“Marcel sent me a text.” Rebekah said and opened the text. “She’s in place, we have to go now.”


“Freya, came to apologize?” Dahlia said and you came out from behind her. Slowly Klaus, Elijah and Kol did as well. “I see you brought company.”

“Yes, I want my daughter back.” I said glaring at the woman in front of me.

“(y/n) It’s nice to finally see you face to face.” Dahlia said smirking slightly.

“I’m not sorry for not feeling the same.” You hissed.

“Give her, her daughter and let’s be done with it.” Klaus said from your side.

“Let’s cut the chit chat.” Kol said. “You’re out numbered and you’re going to die anyway, so just giver her daughter, and let’s be done with it”

“Foolish boy!” She hissed and pushed the Mikaelsons back to a circle, so that they’d be taped and for Fraya to not be able to use magic. “Now it’s one to one.”

“I’m not so sure.” You said and Rebekah came to the room with her mother by her side.

“Sister.” Dahlia said as she saw Esther walking with her head held high, when Dahlia recovered from her shock she looked at you. “Looks like I’m not the only one who came prepared.”

You frowned but before you could question her, three men came in holding your daughter. She had tear running down her face making your heart break.

“RELEASE HER!” You shouted as your baby girl’s head snapped up to look at you.

“Mum, help me. Please.” She sobbed. Dahlia took out a white oak steak and burned it you frowned in confusion as you saw her moved the ashes around the room, so the Mikaelsons would inhale it.

“Sister stop this.” Esther cried as she saw her sister kill her children. You didn’t know what to do. Help them and risk your daughter’s life, or save your daughter’s life and risk the lives of the Mikaelsons and hundreds upon hundreds of vampires. You didn’t need to choose as Esther was distracting her sister. “You are angry at me, not them. I left you not them.”

In a swift flick of your hand the circle around them Mikaelsons disappeared and Freya and you used your magic to stop the Original vampires from choking. Klaus vamp speeded to your daughter and killed the three men, he whispered something to her and she left the building after glancing your way.

“You are all fools!” Dahlia shouts as she turned to look at you all. “You think you can trick me.”

“It’s you and me now, Dahlia.” You said as Elijah gave you the knife, it had Esther’s blood on it, and the ashes of a Viking. “You will die.”

You started to mutter under your breath, the Latin words you learned long ago. It was to drain Dahlia from her power, making them leaver her body painfully and go back to earth. The wind picked up as your voice got louder. Fraya was keeping Dahlia from using magic on you and everyone else was distracting her, making her un-focus. You knew this spell was dangerous. It drains you, make you feel tired. But unlike your victims your powers return in a few days, because of your vampire blood. You felt blood running down your nose, but you didn’t stop.

Klaus who noticed the blood came to your side.

“Stop! She’s weak enough.” He shouted over the wind, and Dahlia’s screams.

“No she’s not.” You said and gave him the knife, you knew you’ll pass out any moment. You resumed the spell anyway and tears started running down your face uncontrollably. Your knees weakened, Klaus gave Elijah the knife and held you by your waist. Your eyes started dropping as Dahlia let’s one last scream before Elijah kills her.

“I’m sorry sister.” Esther says. Klaus carries you bridal style as you passed out, he sighed in relief when he heard your hear still beating.

“Where did (Y/D/N) go?” Elijah asked Klaus who was looking at you in worry.

“Our house, with Haley, Davina and Marcel.” Klaus said not looking up at his brother.

“You better go then.” Esther stated. “The girl would want to know what has happened to her mother.”

Klaus didn’t argue. He vamp speeded to his home, to be met with (Y/D/N) sitting on a sofa her leg bouncing up and down, in anticipation. Davina next to her holing her hand in comfort, Hayley held Hope in her arm and Marcel was looking out the window for any sign of danger.

“You’re back.” Hayley said before her eyes fell on you, and she gasped before turning to look at your daughter. When (Y/D/N) eyes went wide as she looked at you, she was by your side in not time.

“She’s a live, just a little drained.” Klaus informed everyone. “I’ll put her in bed, she needs all the rest she can get.”

(Y/D/N) followed Klaus to his room, where he laid you down. (Y/D/N) sat beside you, holing your hand and looking at you sadly. Klaus took that moment to look at both of you. It was obvious that you two are related, same eye, same nose shape a different hair color, but everything else is the same. He heard (y/d/n) crying softly.

Klaus found himself walking to her, he pulled her into his arms as he did to you when you found out she was kidnapped.

“She’s going to be okay.” He said as (Y/D/N) clutched his shirt, and cried in his chest. “I promise you, I’ll protect her and you. I am forever in debt to your mother.”

Klaus said as he looked at your still body, only sign of you being alive is the soft rise and fall of your body. He truly cared for you and your daughter. He’d do anything to protect and take care of the both of you. He promised himself that he would never let anything else happen to you.


The bullying in the TMNT fandom is beyond ridiculous. Fans don’t ship this and some other fans ship that. I tend to stay away from these topics because they only attract bitter hateful people with nothing but spiteful things to say.

Some fans left the fandom due to this, because they didn’t feel safe sharing their opinions or art or stories or even OCs because of the HARASSMENT AND BULLYING they were getting on every platform. And i am talking to both sides, shipper and non shippers!

You’re ruining the fandom over something so petty and unimportant! NEWS FLASH not everyones agrees with you, just take a look at politics (shit that actually MATTERS). I don’t know who the hell most of you think you are to try to repress other fans from sharing their opinions and creations. Who gave you this fake authory you think you claim ? And to abuse it to enforce YOUR opinions on the other party. Disgusting! What are we back to the 50’s ? What’s next segregation?!

It’s 2017!! People fought and still are fight LONG and HARD for FREEDOM OF SPEECH ! You have NO RIGHT what so ever to attack a person for having a different opinion than you, THEY HAVE EVERY RIGHT to hate or like whatever they wish to hate or like!

Fans have a right to post whatever they want! Whatever they want! YOU, dear selfentitled HATER have the option to scroll past what they post. No one should have to defend themselves for having an opinion that literally affect NO ONE.

And a word of advice, to save face, when you “preach” people to stop the hate and then post hate targeted towards others yourself THAT is called hypocrisy, and you’re no better than those rabid fans who attack anyone with a different opinion.

Congratulations, you made people who loved TMNT (probebly since they were young children) hate it and avoid it. By being petty hateful pricks. Was that your goal ? To cleanse the fandom of anyone with a different opinion? What do think you’re doing excatly? Hm? “Bettering the fandom”? “Cleansing it from the haters”? Bullshit, you’re just as much of a hater as the ones you claim are “haters”

Get your heads out of your asses you selfentitled jerks. Thanks for ruining the fandom by being PETTY humans who are WAY to obsessed with a cartoon to actually ruin it for other fans. YOU DO NOT IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM OWN THIS FANDOM. YOU HAVE NO AUTHORY OVER OTHER FANS. STAY IN YOUR LANE! ENOUGH HATE!

After this i have nothing more to say.

Sweet Tears Pt. 2

Jungkook x Reader { Cat Hybrid Au! } (a)(f)(eventual smut)

Warnings: Mature themes, Language, Abuse, Violence

Who could have known that taking home a hybrid would change ones whole life? How could y/n have guessed he would affect her so much? All she wants to do is help, but she doesn’t even know if he’ll let her.  

Wordcount: 4k+ 

**Thank you so~ much for reading! I really hope you enjoy this chapter plus the rest to come. This chapter is definitely longer, and more calm, but it’ll speed up again soon. I hope to make all of my writing long, and entertaining for you. Please send me feedback and your thoughts, I would love to hear from all of you.




Previously: “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Were the only words you were capable of saying, over and over again, softly without fault. It was like a lullaby to both you, and the boy who’s name you hadn’t even had time to ask. Him falling asleep to the sound of your voice, and you falling asleep to the rise and fall of his chest, ended the first night of many more to come.

His screams had stopped, but his hands still firmly clutched the covers. His face was dry of rain, but drenched with sweat and tears. You let your head fall lightly on his stomach, head still pounding as a dizzying nausea spread over you. Soft sobs and gasps for air left both of your mouths, chests shaking up and down in unison with every breath.

Waking up was harsh. Your neck had cramped up due to the position it had been in for, who knows how long. Your hair, and clothes, were damp, sticking to your skin in the most uncomfortable ways. Your legs had fallen asleep from the weight of your body being rested on them. Moving your ankles and toes cause little prickles to sting your skin, encouraging you reach down and rub your legs in an attempted to stop the feeling.

Getting up was a struggle, as you grabbed onto the bed post, using what strength you had left to pull yourself up. All your muscles were sore, and you started stretching in multiple ways, trying to get some relief. Looking around you at your surroundings in the midst of rubbing a knot in your neck, you realized you weren’t in your room, but one of your many guest rooms.

Confusion flooded your mind as you looked around. White and grey curtains draped from the top of a large window directly in front of you, the part down the middle of them revealing a dark and starless night. Tops of buildings, and the light of the city, filled what you could see.

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You promise? I promise. part two

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Warning: angst, swearing, smut

part one

You sat next to Daryl as he lit up a cigarette on the front of Hershel’s porch. You both sat in silence and you leaned your head on his shoulder, feeling his muscles work as he brought the smoke up to his lips.

“I saw Merle today” he said bluntly.

You lifted your head up and looked at him in shock. “What-”

“He wasn’t real, it was just an illusion cause of the blood loss an’ everything”

Daryl had gone out looking for Sofia again today and he came back in bad shape, but Hershel was able to fix him up.

“What did he say?” you asked, thinking back to a time when you used to watch Merle taunt Daryl, and you’d get angry whenever he went back to him like a loyal dog.

“He helped me. I had to climb up the side of some cliff and he was motivating me to get up”

“Motivating you how?”

“Telling me to stop being such a pussy, to toughen up and remember who I am” he offered you a smoke but you declined. “He practically saved me, that asshole” he let out a small laugh.

“He didn’t save you Daryl” you said, making him look at you in confusion. “He wasn’t there, that was all you. Don’t think that your brother is saving you all the time just cause he’s there. I mean, like you said, it was an illusion, you got yourself up there, you don’t owe him anything.” You finished, looking out at the fields.

“You’re right” he nodded his head and wrapped an arm around you, bringing you closer to him.

You leaned your back against the car as you mindlessly kicked dust around on the floor. You were waiting for Rick to get back with Daryl from Woodbury, Glenn and Michonne kept you company. You were starting to drift into a daydream when you heard shouting from the forest.

“Rick!” you heard someone shout. You and Glenn exchanged glances before you ran to the sound, Michonne trailing behind you. You came to a clearing when you saw Rick and Daryl arguing, little did you know who else they were with. You stopped in your tracks to catch your breath back, but then Michonne came from behind you with her sword raised.

“Hey!” you shouted, aiming your gun at her as she ran past you.

Then everything happened at once. Rick stepped away from Daryl and pointed his gun at her and that’s when you saw who was standing behind him, Merle. Your heart skipped a beat and you were shocked when you saw Glenn lunge for Merle, Daryl holding him back. You looked at Merle, confusion written all over your face. You remembered back in Atlanta when you went to find him, but all you found was his amputated hand.

“What the hell is he doing here?” Michonne and Glenn shouted in sync as they were struggling to push past Daryl and Rick. Daryl had enough and pushed Glenn back, telling him to back off.

Your eyes flicked over to him and he held the contact. He knew you weren’t happy to see Merle. You were never a huge fan of him and Daryl saw the hatred glowing in your eyes.

“Put the sword down!” Rick said, pushing the gun against Michonne’s forehead. She hesitated before lowering it and everyone took a breath.

“Well I guess everyone’s missed me!” Merle said, laughing at everyone but he stopped when his eyes landed on you. You shifted in place, feeling a little uncomfortable. “And I see you still have (y/n) following you ‘round. She aint get you killed yet?” he turned to Daryl.

“Say that one more fucking time!” you shouted, raising your gun and strutting towards him. You blocked everything out and you only focused on him, not realising that you were now holding the gun up to his temple.

You saw him smiling and you came back to reality, Daryl was trying to pull you away and after a while you finally let him. He slowly took the gun out of your hand but you kept your eyes on Merle.

“I missed you too” he said, pouting his lips at you.

“Shut up Merle!” Daryl said, still watching you to make sure you don’t try anything. You took a step back and Glenn started talking.

“He is not coming back with us! Do you know what he did to me? To Maggie!”

“And he was hunting me down” Michonne added, keeping her voice low.

Rick placed his finger and thumb on the bridge of his nose before turning to Daryl and Merle. “He can’t come back with us”

Daryl looked around at all of you but you didn’t look at him. “So, you just gonna make me choose? He’s my brother Rick”

“I understand that but-”

“You can’t ask me to leave him.”

Merle stood silent up against the tree as he was watching everything unfold.

“If he goes, I go” Daryl said, making you look up at him. He held eye contact with you but quickly looked away.

“You don’t have to do that” Glenn said, his voice soft. “You don’t owe him anything!”

Daryl looked over to you and you spoke up. “We’re your family now Daryl, sometimes water is thicker than blood” you said, making Merle scoff.

“I aint leaving him”

Anger started to bubble inside of you at this point. How could Daryl be doing this once again. You had seen this happen repeatedly in the past, he would always go back to Merle no matter what. You remembered all the times when Merle would make Daryl take the blame for some shady shit he would do, and it was always you who had to find the money to bail him out. Or times when their father would beat Daryl, and Merle would say nothing as he watched it happen.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” you asked, your voice surprisingly calm.

“(Y/n)-” Daryl started but you cut him off.

“No! Don’t say anything. You can go off with your brother and hope that he’s changed, that maybe hell actually look out for you for once!” you raised your voice, taking everyone by surprise. “He’ll get you killed Daryl, he only cares about himself but you still run back to him! You always give him a second chance!”

“Like you always gave me one?” Daryl shot back, making adrenaline pump through your body. You felt a familiar fight coming on. “You’re out here judging me for giving my brother all the chances in the world when you do the same shit with me! I mean how many times have I promised to change? Huh? It aint happening, he’s my brother and he always will be, so get used to it!” he finished, his chest heaving from how angry he was.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes as you felt like an idiot for actually giving him all those chances. He was right, he wasn’t going to change. You walked up to him, ready to slap him but you stopped yourself. Instead, you kept your voice calm as you spoke.

“Well you’re shit out of luck Dixon, all your chances have run out” you spat, turning on your heel and walking back to the car.

“What’s this?”

You stood in front of the counter at the police station, $1000 sitting in front of the man.

“Bail for Daryl Dixon” you said, tired of going through the same procedure nearly every week.

He hesitantly took the money and started counting it. Once he was done he showed you to Daryl’s cell and you looked at him disapprovingly. He avoided eye contact when the cell door slid open and he walked out. Once you were outside you trailed behind Daryl, he was heading in the direction of your car until Merle pulled up beside him in his truck, music blaring.

“C’mon brother, there’s a party down at Andrews!” Merle shouted out the window over the music, completely ignoring the fact that he had gotten his brother into this mess.

“I’m heading back with (y/n)” he shouted back, continuing to your car. Merle eyed you up and down before laughing. “Shit! She bail you out again? How much do I owe ya?” he smiled, looking at you.

“About $8000” you said, rolling your eyes as he scrunched up his face.

“You’re ripping me off”

“Whatever Merle” you said as you and Daryl got in the car and drove off.

“Thanks for bailing me out again” Daryl mumbled as you got closer to your apartment.

“It’s nothing” you said, knowing that you got paid enough to bail him out every day.

You parked up and walked to your door, walking in and kicking your shoes off. You stretched out your arms and fell back on the sofa, letting your body relax after a long day.

“You alright?” he asked, sitting next to you.

“Long day” you smiled at him.

“How about I help you relax a little more?” his voice was low, and you giggled as he kissed your neck, his hands roaming under your top and over your waist. You let your hands drift over his body and you took his leather jacket and shirt off all while he was kissing and sucking your neck. He used one hand to take your top off and then expertly he unhooked your bra and immediately took your boob in his mouth, his tongue swirling around your nipple. You moaned as his hands explored your body, warming you up. He moved down to your jeans and undid the button, you lifted your lower half up to make it easier for them to slide down. He growled as his fingers dug into your thighs and you eagerly reached for his belt, undoing it and helping him take it off. Once you two were completely naked you laid on your back, Daryl climbing on top of you and holding himself up on his hands. He kissed your lips, forcing your mouth open with his as he bit your bottom lip. He kissed down your jawline and then to your neck, making you moan at his touch. He grabbed his cock in one hand and pumped it a few times before pressing his tip against your entrance, slowly rubbing himself up and down before slowly pushing in, making both of you sigh from pleasure. He held still for a moment, enjoying the feel of you around him. He dropped his head to the crook of your neck and began to move. It started off slow but he quickened his pace as your moans got louder. He breathed against your neck and started to suck at your it, making sure to leave a dark bruise afterwards.

You could feel your high coming on quickly, between Daryl’s grunts and thrusts, your body was experience an immense amount of pleasure.

“Fuck” Daryl said, his voice strained as his release was coming soon. You grabbed into his shoulders and dug your nails into his skin as he fucked you harder, making you squeeze your eyes shut. You could feel him begin to throb in you and he moaned your name, sending you over the edge. You curled your toes and grabbed onto the side of the sofa, gripping the material in your hand. You arched your back into him as you saw stars flash right in front of you.

Daryl thrusted in you a few more times before he finally pushed in hard one last time, holding himself deep in you as he spilled his seed out. He gripped onto your neck and squeezed as your tight walls helped him through his high. He pulled out of you and you bent your legs so he had space to sit down. He pulled his boxers on as his chest rose and fell. You placed your legs back on him and you pulled the small blanket onto you from the floor. Daryl rested his hand on your calf and kissed your thigh.

“I love you” he said, his breath back and his eyes on you.

You raised your head and smiled at him. “I love you too Daryl”

It had been a couple of hours since you got back to the prison. You were feeling angry and heartbroken, two emotions that should never be mixed. You stalked to your cell and shoved everything you owned into a bag. It wasn’t a lot, a few clothes, your gun and a hunting knife. You zipped up the bag and slung it around your shoulder.

Walking through the courtyard, the whole group was staring at you with questioning glances.


You continued to walk and ignore Ricks calls. He soon caught up with you and was walking by your side.

“Hey” Rick touched your shoulder but you angrily shrugged it off. “Where are you going?”

“I’m leaving”


“I need to be on my own. Feelings get people hurt and the longer I stay here the harder it’ll be to watch people go”

“No one’s going-”

“Look around Rick!” you snapped, stopping to face him. “T-Dog died, the farm is gone, Lori is dead and now Daryl is gone!” You saw the hurt in his eyes but you started walking again, leaving Rick standing on his own as you opened up the gates and left for good.

“Where is she?”

Daryl paced around in your cell, Rick standing just outside, watching him as if he were a caged animal.

“Where is she!” he shouted louder.

“She left” Rick replied.

Merle laughed from outside. “She was right, you’re shit out of luck!”

Daryl lunged forward but Rick held him back. “Shut your mouth jackass!” Daryl said.

He pulled away from Rick and ran a hand through his hair. “How long ago did she leave?

“A couple hours ago, maybe”

Daryl said nothing as he grabbed his crossbow from the floor and staked out of the cell.

“Where are you going?” Rick asked, walking with Daryl to the main door. He said nothing but Rick knew what he was thinking. “Daryl it’s too dark, go in the morning-”

“Na, the tracks won’t be fresh” he grumbled.

“Let her go little brother” Merle said, his voice echoing against the walls.

“This is your fault!” Daryl suddenly turned and punched Merle in the face, making him drop to the ground. “She was right about you man, go to hell!”

He turned and walked off, leaving Rick to help Merle as he left the prison in search of you.

anonymous asked:

RFA, V, and Saeran dealing with MC as a scientist for a 6 month NASA mission to the ISS? I love your writing! Keep being awesome!


  • he literally doesn’t know how to feel
  • MC gone for 6 months? terrifying
  • MC going to the ISS for their job? amazing
  • he spirals out of control in his life in a sorta passive way
  • like MC just walks to the kitchen one night and he’s eating lucky charms at 3 am because he couldn’t sleep thinking about MC’s mission
  • but then he also makes pancakes with the shapes of stars the day before they leave?
  • he’s a bit of a wreck while MC is gone, at least for the first days
  • he calls MC from time to time 
  • plans a big space-themed meal for when MC gets back


  • lowkey worried but appears super happy 
  • like ok she is super happy she isn’t faking it
  • but she’s also worried and doesn’t want to show that to MC because they don’t need that kind of negativity when going to such an amazing mission
  • much like Yoosung, she makes drinks and sometimes latte art with little planets or stars on the days leading up to the mission
  • she reads up a bit on the ISS and how phone calls would work there to be sure communication with MC won’t be too hard
  • while MC is gone, Jaehee stresses out lots- much like she used to before meeting them- but luckily, talking with them helps reduce that greatly


  • has he ever been not supportive of something honestly
  • it came to him as a bit of a shock, since going to actual space wasn’t something he thought he’d hear MC would do
  • but boy howdy is he amazed and proud
  • he doesn’t like the idea of MC going to space for half a year- that means he can’t hug them, or kiss them, or even cuddle- but he tries to tell himself as soon as MC is back, he’ll give them the time of their life to make up for it
  • the days leading up to MC leaving are pretty hard for him, since he’s not a fan of knowing MC has to leave for such a long time, but he distracts himself by taking MC out on nice dates 
  • while MC is gone, he starts drinking more even though MC expresses worries about that on the phone, and he tries not to be spotted outside too much because he can hear the gossip articles about how “musical actor Zen has not been seen with partner for months” writing themselves


  • hhhhhhhhnnnnnnng
  • he’s absolutely wrecked
  • proud? of course! he’s super happy to see MC going so far in life! 
  • but being away for 6 months-
  • it almost feels like he’s being stabbed
  • he can hardly stand a month away from MC on a business trip
  • he genuinely tells his assistant to look into trips to the ISS, maybe he could go? maybe?
  • he knows he can’t. it’s just a childish attempt to feel better
  • MC calls super often- more than they had planned to- even before they leave, just so Jumin gets used to hearing them on the phone instead of right next to him all day
  • while they’re gone, Jumin acts a bit off. He’s always fidgeting with pens, asks his maids to please keep Elizabeth 3rd in his sight at all times, and his employees claim he’s been more strict


  • when MC tells him, his eyes light up
  • hjkhkjhjhhow fucking cool? MC is actually going to the space station??
  • he constantly says he’s bummed that only MC gets to go
  • keeps asking MC to take lots of pics
  • on the inside tho, he’s much more sad
  • he feels almost vacant at the thought of MC not being there for such a long time
  • he realizes how he’s gotten used to them being around, and even though they have a heartwarming farewell and promise to come back, he feels like it’ll be forever
  • reads up all the webpage on the ISS almost daily because it makes him feel close to MC after the calls


  • oh boy
  • MC almost felt guilty telling him- they knew how badly he could react to them leaving for such a long time
  • he tries to take it in slowly and maintain his cool
  • MC will call- they’re not gone forever- they will come back, they’re not escaping
  • it’s… not the easiest thing
  • the weeks before MC has to leave, he sometimes shuts himself off in his room to just lay there
  • but the day before, he seems to be relatively ok; he makes breakfast, talks with MC about the station, and even wishes them good luck with a big smooch and a tight hug
  • his brother stays with him during those 6 months, to make sure he takes care of himself and takes his meds, and also give him some much-needed company


  • the smile he gives MC shows nothing other than sheer happiness
  • he hugs them tightly, and keeps congratulating them
  • he wants to do a space-themed photoshoot before MC leaves
  • of course he knows he’ll miss MC a lot, and gosh knows how well he’ll be able to manage them being gone, but for the meanwhile he just wants to focus his positive feelings
  • when MC has left, he tends to invite the RFA over at least thrice per month because he feels lonely
  • sometimes when they’re all over (even Yoosung, who comes only because he has to) he calls MC so they feel included

Hello! I’m gonna be honest, I really want a Switch in time for Splatoon 2 and all my previous Switch funds went towards a new laptop which i need to do school and freelance SO I am taking some fun commissions where all profits go directly to me fillin that Nintendo Switch shaped hole in my heart so I don’t dip into life funds which are being acquired through my usual work.

Pls contact me via ask or message to ask questions and work out details! If there’s something not listed here you might be interested in, ask me and we’ll see if we can work something out.


look guys I drew DIGITALLY.

here’s some Blitzbee~ I really felt like drawing them since theres not a lot being made out there, so, here I am contributing to the shit ship that I fell into

I’m a little out of shape with digital, school has really been keeping busy from posting on here XD Enjoy!