he is so humble and precious


Today is the birthday of a young man so amazing, so fantastic, the world stops when his name is mentioned (or at least my world)

Today is the birthday of the one and only Min Yoongi also known as Suga or Agust D.

The first time I discovered Suga was a year and a half ago. Indeed, I had just signed up to kpop amino and someone added me to a ‘Suga appreciation chat’. And since i then wanted to fit in I was like ‘yea of course i know him’ while quickly searching for him. And before i Knew it I was trapped. 

Min Yoongi is passionate

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So…. dangerous

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He is so talented. He can rap, dance, compose and write lyrics… and I’m sure there’s so much more that he can do that we don’t know about

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Today we are celebrating the birthday of the one and only be loved Kwon Soonyoung aka Hoshi!

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Hoshi is one of the most talented people in the work.

After all, what can he NOT do?

He has amazing dance skills(and plays a huge role in choreographing seventeens dances)

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He can sing

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He even participates in writing and composing

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He can be extremely cute and fluffy and extremely respectful to his sunbaes

(Hoshi is a huge Shawol. I don’t know who needs to be saved more. Key or Hoshi as he is about to explode from happiness)

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But he can also be extremely sexy and dangerous.

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Soonyoung is also extremely  kind to both his fans

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and his members

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(And look at just how much Hoshi grew up, going from a child to a young man)

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He is so playful yet gentle

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He is someone who carries the stress of choreographing Seventeen songs, and has to make them noticeable, beautiful and catchy for people to remember. I cannot even imagine the mental strain that puts of him as choreography is such an essential part of Kpop and more so of Seventeen. However, Soonyoung doesnt complain. Instead, he takes all the stress and pain and uses it to work harder, only letting his emotions take control at certain crucial moments.

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He is extremely loyal to his group and shows just how much he cares and loves what he does. Dancing and Soonyoung should be similes because one cannot exist without the other. 

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But I hope that Soonyoung does not just fully bottle up his emotions util he explodes. I hope he had places to outlet his anger and frustration and pressure. After all Soonyoung is so young, born only in 1996 yet he has so much burden on his shoulders, a ‘burden’ that could affect not only him but also the careers of 12 other people.

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I hope he sees to at least gets to call his family as often as possible and that they support him.

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I hope that the members are there for him. And I believe that they are. After all, Seventeen is a group that has to carry themselves , literally.

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And i hope he never falls out of love with dancing.

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I hope he never stops smiling

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Because a smile as precious as his deserves nothing more than to shine brightly.

Carats are here for Soonyoung! True Carats will understand his choices, or if he wishes to have different experiences. We genuinely love him because of the joy and happiness he brings us every single day.

Soonyoung is talented, handsome, kind, caring and loyal. He has so many talents and skills and so many people screaming his name. Yet he remains humble, peaceful and loving. And that is amazing.

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Happy Birthday Soonyoung!

We love you!

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Reflecting on yesterday’s episode I think what really gets me is how much the boys character growth was tied to their vulnerabilities rather than their strengths.

   Magnus, who’s wanted nothing more than to be strong enough so other people don’t have to put themselves in harm’s way, learning that having strength means being able to ask for help.

   Taako, whose protected himself behind proud facades and his accomplishments, letting himself humbly learn from someone else and sharing his deepest insecurities with his loved ones.

   Merle, who for the entire freaking campaign has been plagued by the relentless doubt that he’s worth anything compared to his friends, having the deity he’s spent his whole life worshiping tell him even though he isn’t the same Pan he knew that Merle is still indescribably precious to him.

I’m still just utterly wrecked by all these emotions man, it’s such good character development ;-;

anonymous asked:

Hello what do you love most about yoongi and good luck choosing because I literally can not choose

Okay, so like you said, there’s no way I choose ONE thing that I love most about Yoongi. So I’m just blather on about a bunch of things I love about him instead 

  • His passion for music. I’ve talked about this a bunch of times, but I’m gonna say it again. THE BOY WROTE A SONG CALLED “FIRST LOVE” ABOUT A PIANO! Imagine loving music so much that you consider a piano to be your first love :”)) I wish I was as passionate about anything as he is about music

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  • He’s so freaking relatable. I love when he’s just in the background of a shot looking dead on the inside or something. I’m like same :)))








  • When he’s in his element on stage. Is there anything hotter? 
  • The fact that he’s admitted that he used to look down on idols:

But clearly loves his members and fans so much and goes along with all the idol-y stuff he has to do without ever seeming bitter or resentful about. He’s even said that he wants to continue being in BTS for years:

  • His savage lyrics:

Example: “If I’m the sun, you’re the moon, because when I rise, you go down”

Example: “Like your parents, my heart hurts every time I see you, I’ll put a period at the artery of your music career”

Example: “All ya fried rappers should be thankful I am an idol”

  • His sad/touching lyrics: 

Example: “The things I could only imagine became reality
My childhood dreams are now in front of me
I was a nothing that performed in front of only two people, now Tokyo Dome is right in front of me”

Example:  “ Dream, may all of creation be with you
Till the end of your life
Dream, wherever you are,
Will welcome you
Dream, may your trials
End in full bloom
Dream, though your beginnings might be humble,
May the end be prosperous”\

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Happy birthday to beautiful, precious Daehyun who works tirelessly doing what he loves, is so humble about his incredible talents, is so dedicated to his team and adores his Babyz so much. 

I love this moment even though I tear up even thinking about it everytime; he sang a song on this show that his father sang at karaoke to cheer him up during the hiatus, and he was so thankful to be singing on stage again in front of his fans that he couldn’t hold back his tears. Being an artist is his life and you can see his passion in everything he does. We’re so grateful to have him and the rest of B.A.P back together again ❤️❤️❤️

Happy Birthday Daehyun!

Rumplestiltskin sacrificed his key bargaining chip with Regina–his true identity–over a teacup that reminded him of the woman he loved. From behind bars, he traded all of his power away for Belle, even though he believed she was dead and had no hope of ever seeing her again. The memories attached to that object were so precious, so powerful, that winning the cup back was the only thing that mattered.

The scene humbles me every time I see it. His haunted eyes, the desperation, the edges of despair beginning to creep in…and the immediate relief when he has the cup back in his possession. How cradling a fragile porcelain shell allows him to slip back behind the mask to dwell on happier, simpler times; to feel hope even though he believes his true love is gone forever. Even though he knows he was the one to drive her away and believed himself to be responsible for her death.

Don’t ever tell me Rumplestiltskin doesn’t adore Belle with his whole heart. Don’t ever tell me he’s not a man who can be wholly honest and completely vulnerable. Don’t ever tell me he’s not an utterly romantic fool.

Don’t touch me.


A hastily assembled collection of why Chris is precious.

- Badass bassist
- Incredibly faithful (Kelly 4eva)
- Apparently really fucking great with kids (6 CHILDREN *AND* HE’S A ROCKSTAR??! HOW????)
- Wrote two of his own songs that are both bangers 🤘🏻
- Got over his alcoholism thanks to Matt and Dom and is so very humble and thankful because of it
- Allegedly cried once while singing his song, “Save Me” because it was about his struggle with alcohol
- So humble… he’s friend’s with his kid’s friends dads from school and hangs out with them and for the longest time they had no idea he was even in Muse… THAT humble

I hope y'all might appreciate Chris just a bit more now because he deserves it


Hello, PSA- if you ever forget how Andy Samberg is too pure and good for this world then just watch this video and listen to his adorably shocked/bashful “hi” at the beginning and consider the fact that he didn’t even prepare his Golden Globes speech because he was a) sure that he could never win over the other talented nominees and b) too busy being in love with his wife on their honeymoon to remember to write one. He was so shocked and it just shows how humble and precious he is, please protect this man at all costs. Thank you, that is all.

anonymous asked:

Harry talks, him dealing with your out of control hormones when pregnant.

I kinda just documented the whole pregnancy bc this talk got me excited. Xoxo


The day you and Harry found out that your family was expanding by one precious little human was quite literally the happiest day in both of your lives. There was nothing but loving words whispered amongst misty eyes and heavily beating hearts as Harry would gather you in a long, tight embrace; the fourth pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter bearing witness to Harry’s hands palming the soft skin of your belly from above your sweater and his kisses dropping down to your head, your damp cheeks, your dainty fingers.

The day your OBGYN confirmed what the both of you already knew in your hearts Harry had started documenting the pregnancy. He insisted you stand next to the wall, a sports bra on with your arms slightly cradling your still flat belly. With his Polaroid camera he took the first picture of hundreds. He had even gone out to purchase another vintage leather journal to start to document your eating habits, your sleep, mood, and any other comments he found pertinent. You loved how excited he was; he had a lighter air about him and as you two would lay in bed at night he would play with your fingers in the moonlight, giving breath to endless possibilities for your, his, and the precious baby’s lives. “Jus’ can’t stop thinking about the babe.” He’d have a far off look in his eyes that would cause you to fix him with a watery smile. “I can’t believe he or she is in there… a part of me and you, love.” And he’d pepper your face and belly in kisses amidst “I love you’s.”

When your morning sickness got bad Harry was right there with you, holding up your curly hair and rubbing your back. He’d make you warm tea before scribbling intently in the journal. You’d watch him curiously and he’d raise his head “finish your tea love..”

Your first sonogram filled both of you with a feeling that was indescribable. You had never seen Harry so humble, so soft spoken, and in awe. The room was nearly silent; it felt too holy too precious for any words. In that moment Harry would feel the closest he had ever felt to you.

You were the sweetest woman many people had ever met, even sweeter than the candies you had found yourself craving like crazy. So it came to a surprise to Harry when your first really bad mood swing surfaced. It would be over something silly like the lack of scented candles in your home (you enjoyed them more now that you were pregnant). Harry would be taken aback but would quickly compose himself as you felt a vicious temper flare. “It’s ok, love…” and “you want to go shop for some? We can go right now.” Harry knew you like the back of his hand so he knew his calm tone and sweet, coaxing words would help bring you down; you were his wife after all.

But Harry was the absolute best during your third trimester when the pain in your feet became unbearable and even the mere mention of Harry leaving to the store had you breaking down in tears. He’d massage your swollen feet for hours without complaining, engaging you in silly conversation that would have you laughing so hard the baby would kick. And he’d drop everything to be by your side and comfort you, showing you the polaroids of your growing belly and the sonograms that would make your feel so content. And when you wouldn’t be able to sleep at night, he’d wake up at the call of his name and help you rub cocoa butter on your round belly and tell you stories about his band days, causing you to giggle and forget that your back was aching and your stretch marks were spreading.

And when that fateful day came when your water broke, Harry was right by your side, never once leaving you even when you cursed his name and cried during labor and delivery.
And once your precious little angel was in your arms, Harry would call your name softly before giving you the leather journal that had been by his side as he was by your side through the pregnancy. You’d hand him your precious baby before opening the journal with shaky fingers.

I’ve never thought I could love her more than I did yesterday, but as I held her in my arms, the doctor affirming three times that life is growing inside of her, my love for Y/N grew tenfold….”

With tears you would flip to another page, the first sonogram stuck to the thick page. The fact that Harry had written little love notes amidst the documentation of the pregnancy would cause you to burst into tears.

“Shush, love. Don’t cry..” Harry would murmur lovingly down at you, the small addition to your family asleep and looking so perfect in his arms.
And you’d smile up at him through your tears, three words on your lips and an intense, burning love deep in your heart.

Alessandro Giuseppe Antonio Anastasio Volta, an Italian physicist more known as Alessandro Volta.

If I were to ask you “Who discovered electricity?” you would probably answer “Thomas Edison”, but fuck no. (If you actually look it up Edison didn’t do shit, he simply took the credit for something that Heinrich Gobel created and commercialized it.) (To be honest there isn’t an answer to this question: the discovery of electricity has been a process that started with the Greeks)


He discovered that particular chemical reactions could produce electricity, and in 1800 he constructed the voltaic pile (an early electric battery) that produced a steady electric current, and so he was the first person to create a steady flow of electrical charge. Volta also created the first transmission of electricity by linking positively-charged and negatively-charged connectors and driving an electrical charge, or voltage, through them. The SI unit of electric potential is named in his honour as the volt.

He wasn’t the prettiest guy ever but he discovered something SO important and I’m proud of him. Despite his professional success, he tended to be a person inclined towards domestic life (translation: he was humble and cute). He lived for the sake of his family. He was also widely idolised by his students during the 40 years in which he worked at the University of Pavia. He was precious. 

I’m also gonna include his children’s names because they’re funny: Zanino, Flaminio and Luigi. 

Next time you think about electricity, I hope Alessandro Volta will pop up in your mind bc he totally deserves to be recognized and appreciated. 

dreamknightjaebummie  asked:

I want to get into BTS, but don't know how? Like I know who Jimin and Namjoon is but the rest I'm like what?????? And the only song I know is Blood Sweat and Tears. I need your help!

oh, damn. OKAY. *rubs hands together*

Let me start member by member, yes? Oldest to youngest.

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Kim Seokjin, stage name Jin. ‘92 line, vocal. The mom of the group, basically because he can cook. LOL but also is just so loveable. Mood maker, always positive and loves to be that cringe-y, borderline embarrassing person who LOVES everyone SO MUCH. Always giving kisses and hearts. Always making dad jokes. Was discovered on a college campus by Big Hit, simply because he was so attractive. Fun fact: turned down a scout from SM because he thought it was a joke.

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Min Yoongi, stage name Suga. ‘93 line, rapper. Ugh, not to get emotional but Yoongi’s background. From Daegu, his parents didn’t support his dream of becoming a rapper. Went through a lot of hardship to get to Big Hit, was part of the underground rap scene previously (along with Namjoon.) Produces many of their songs. He works A LOT (think: tremendous work ethic) and stays up super late because of this, infamous for sleeping anywhere and any place he can. His mix tape Agust D is lit af, that’s just fact. Although he seems serious and is very driven, he’s actually incredibly silly and adorable. Min Marshmallow.

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Kim Namjoon, stage name Rap Monster or rapmon. ‘94 line, rapper, leader of BTS. Incredibly intelligent. So smart, his IQ his second year of high school was 148. Always learning and adapting to everything around him, taught himself English and is now basically fluent. Is really the glue that holds BTS together. He shoulders a lot of their problems as a band but also has struggled with personal issues which he’s been fairly open about in his raps. Him and Seokjin are shall we say, not the lead dancers - but HE PUTS HIS SOUL INTO IT, OKAY.

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Jung Hoseok, stage name J-Hope. ‘94 line, rapper, lead dancer. Was part of a street dance crew before BTS, won awards for his dancing. Is the sunshine, mood maker of the group but also dependable and strong. Is THE MOST EXTRA. CAN PULL OFF GIRL GROUP DANCES LIKE NO OTHER. ALTHOUGH, when he puts on a ball cap and dances… like GTFO.

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Park Jimin, stage name Jimin. ‘95 line, vocal, lead dancer. Was a contemporary dancer in a performing arts school in Seoul before being found by Big Hit. Is outgoing but more soft spoken than some of the other personalities. Is often called mochi by fans because he’s freaking adorable - but then holy hell, when he flips the switch. Park Jimin can sit tf down because his body rolls are out of control. (also his voice is that of an angel, try and tell me otherwise). He’s also just very kind and thoughtful to his members, gets shipped with everyone.

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Kim Taehyung, stage name V. ‘95 line, vocal. I love his voice. Just …. love it. Also from Daegu, like Yoongi. Taehyung seriously marches to his own drum. Oftentimes called eccentric and charming by the other members, Namjoon says he’s enviable because everyone likes him after meeting him. Taehyung and Jimin are really close friends. Taehyung has the ability to go from adorable and precious to fucking sinful at the drop of the hat. Dead. Also an ~actor~! Was in the drama, Hwarang: The Beginning, in 2016, along with SHINee’s Minho.

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Jeon Jungkook, stage name Jungkook. ‘97 line, vocal, dancer. The devil. Honestly - how to describe? The golden maknae, so called because he’s freaking good at everything. Sports, singing, dancing, games. You name it, Jungkook’s got it. He’s also incredibly humble and down to earth, never boasting about himself. Was so intimidated by the rest of BTS that he barely spoke during debut. After finally coming out of his shell, he’s a damn meme. Always doing random dances or faces - runs when girls appear. 


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How I Met Your Mother

MEMBER/GROUP: Kim Minseok / Xiumin // EXO

GENRE: fluff, comedy, slight angst

WORD COUNT: 4,063 words (jesus I have no life)

SUMMARY: Minseok leans back in his seat with a grin. “How I met your mother? Well, your mother and I were best friends.” His fifteen year old daughter’s eyes brighten. “You fell in love?” Chuckling, he nodded. “Well, yeah, but there’s a lot more to it. It’s a long story, buckle up, kids.” 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: yes, i was watching the show again and yeah this happened okay enjoy :) 

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look at him he’s so humble and precious and amazing and beautiful and kind-hearted and ethereal dONT SLEEP ON HIM YA FAKES


Minseok sets his newspaper down and looks at his children in surprise. “What?” 

“How did you meet Mom? You two are so different, but you’re still so in love. How did that happen?” 

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to win the hand of pasithea

y’all, i wrote a draft of this back in january during a cross-continental flight while ridiculously sleep-deprived in order to submit it on time for a flash exchange. i only just now finished it, thanks to @crispypata‘s beta work. @clairelutra THIS IS FOR YOU, THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND SUPPORT, PLEASE ENJOY (also on ao3)

In which there’s this really great, kinda dark akuma that gets absolutely no screentime because there are kwami to save, freakouts to be had, and teenage shenanigans to steal the show.

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