happy won day

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Happy 22nd birthday, Jeon Wonwoo! Thank you for all the hard work that you do for Seventeen and us Carats. Thank you (along with your fellow members, whom you work so harmoniously with) for providing us with a constant source of joy and motivation. Watching you achieve your dream inspires us to work hard towards our own, seeing you smile (with that beautiful nose crinkle) brightens our own moods. For all that you’ve given us, we wish you happiness in return. We admire that you are able to pull through after times of sickness and adversity and are always open to learning new things. Although an “idol,” it is the everyday admirable human traits that you possess that are what make you awe-inspiring in our eyes. That your success was mostly due to blood, sweat, and tears, along with love and passion for what you do. Stay healthy and may your birthday wishes be fulfilled ^^.

  • Someone: Otabek deserves bronze.
  • Me: Otabek deserves gold. Otabek deserves a day to surpass Yura, Otabek deserves to be recognized, Otabek deserves to shine too by his talens and recognized by everyone. Otabek deserves the best in the world. Otabek deserves all possible love. *Doesn't stop*

I FUCKING MET CHRISTINE AND ELIJAH AND I GAVE CHRISTINE A BADAZZLED NYC HAT AND ELIJAH A CONDUM WITH DONALD TRUMP ON IT THAT SAYS “I’M HUUUGGEEEE” AND ELIJAH THOUGHT IT WAS SO FUNNY HE PUT IT ON HIS STORY AND I TALKED TO THEM FOR A LITTLE WHILE IM SO FUCKING HAPPY THEY’RE THE GREATEST PEOPLE AND ELIJAH WAS SO KIND I COULD TELL CHRISTINE WASNT REALLY HERSELF AND I THINK SHE WAS JUST TIRED AND SHE HATES NYC SO ITS FINE IM JUST BEYOND THRILLED THAT I GOT TO MEET THEM AND ELIJAH ACTUALLY WANTED TO TALK TO ME WE’RE NOW BEST FRIENDS THEY ARE SUCH BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEINGS WOW

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✨ Throwback to a few weeks ago at the Barnes & Noble Get Pop Cultured event that was happening nationwide. I had a really great day as DSoD Kaiba there– and even took home Judge’s Choice in the costume contest! I look forward to this hopefully being a continued event yearly. ✨

“*squeal* YOU WERE GOING FOR IT. YOU WERE LIKE ‘YEAH!!!’“

(。+・`ω・´)   Akui and Tsuki’s adventures at the con! Tsuki-chan and I were passing by, then we stopped by a group of awesome people who gave us strawberry pocky and we decided to play the pocky game! XDDD

ヾ( ・`⌓´・)ノ゙ TSUKI-CHAN’S WEEEAK. SHE BROKE OFF.

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Tagged ages ago by @knkinky @knkism & @knk72 for the selfie thing, the first is a selfie I took with my twin ( @dino-channie ) and our mom, we cute af. (I’m the one in the middle btw). Then later that day we went to go meet JRE since He’s here in town to see K.A.R.D and we ran into our old friend there ( @starlight-gzb ) (I LOVE YOU LET’S MEET AGAIN MORE OFTEN CAUSE ITS BEEN LIKE 4 YEARS) not a selfie but come on I had to share this pic, I covered the other girl’s faces cause idk them. I told him I love him and he said I love you too and after this pic I got a hug ♡♡

Anyways, imma tag @lnsoeng @henmi @knkruinedmylife @hoe4youjin @kimyoujinis186cmofpuregoodness @lalondead @seunqjun @keunakeunkeunkeun & @heejun you guys don’t have to do this though. 

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Joseon Gunman ▶ Choi Hye Won

Did you forget what kind of child I was? I was a slave, too.

Twas the night before Emperor's Day

Twas the night before Emperor’s Day, and he fought all alone, in a four foot deep trench, lined with plasteel and stone.

I was traveling the warp with gifts for the land, when i saw this lone guardsman making his brave stand.

I looked all about, I looked near and far, no Chimera, no Basilisk, nor Techpriest or Commisar.

No Sergeant yelled orders to the guardsman - no backing to fight this ridge full of xeno form from pure evil, attacking.

His armor in tatters, his eyes nearly blind, A sobering truth raced through my mind.

His position was doomed, was my only thought and this soldier’s brave stand would all be for naught.

 The guardsman stared unblinking, silent and alone, his lasrifle at the ready against his shoulder bone.

His gaze was so calm in the face of calamity, the perfect picture of a guardsman of humanity.

Who was this brave hero whose position I’d spied, warring against this unstoppable tide?

I now knew that all humans I would see this night, owed their lives to these guardsmen who were willing to fight.

Soon all round the galaxy the children would play, and grownups would praise the bright Emperor’s Day.

They all lived their lives every month of the year, Because of brave guardsmen like the on standing here.

A tear came to my eye for those who stood alone, on a cold Emperor’s Day Eve on a planet far from home.

Their great sacrifices I could never betray; So I drew my burning sword to join in the fray.

The soldier did turn and I hear a rough voice: “My Emperor, rest easy- This death is my choice;

I fight for a freedom that may never be found, but not ever shall I waver on Your sacred ground.”

Then the Guardsman turned to face the incursions of the foul xenos and their unholy perversions;

I kept watch for hours, until the night was still and the guardsman lay broken on the bloody red hill.

I could not just leave on the cold grim dark night, this guardian of honor so willing to fight.

And as the guardsman lay dying, his soul strong and pure, he cried: “Ave Imperator! It’s Emperor’s Day! This world is secure!”

I kneeled before the fallen, A great victory he’d won. “Happy Emperor’s Day my guardsman, rest in peace, my son.”