he took a photo of her :3


Okay so couple weeks ago I watched the movie butterfly effect and with the last highlight reel I’m basically sure about this theory.

So, for the ones who have not seen the movie it goes like this (I strongly recommend you watch the movie though);

A boy named Evan, goes through hard times during his childhood and his teenage years. But he cannot remember these key moments in his life he blacks out and wakes up after everything is done. He starts writing down everything in his journals so he can keep track of everything.

Later in his life he realizes that he has the power to go back in time and undone his and his friends’ mistakes. He does this by looking through his journals and recalling the memories he must go back to. He goes back dozens of times but every time he undoes something, another one goes wrong. In a surprising turn, he finds out his dad had the same abilities and his dad did the same in his lifetime by looking at the PHOTOS he took. YES photos. Does it sound familiar? Because it should. Who do we see always taking vids and pics throughout the whole HYYH + WINGS eras?

Jin is Evan in their story, trying to save the boys over and over again, trying to make everything right. See also, how exhausted Jin looks in the end of the most recent highlight reel. He’s been trying to save these boys for so long.

‘Coincidentally’ one of the times Evan uses this ability in the movie is when the girl he loves commits suicide and he goes back to save her. Which we see Jin do in Highlight Reel 3. Whenever Evan goes back in time and changes something their lives change, things disappear, the way their lives go change, but there are always reoccurring scenes. Throughout HYYH and Wings there are scenes we see too often but always in different settings. Almost like these things happen but in parallel universes. The parallel universes that Jin creates every time he goes back in time to save the boys. Few of them are;

Taehyung with wall painting and graffiti

Taehyung getting arrested

Yoongi with his fire obsession and his piano

Jimin with water

Hoseok with pills

Jimin / Hoseok in hospitals

Jimin drowning / in or around bathtubs

Namjoon with a lollipop

Namjoon with phone boxes

And of course, the obvious; couples

The never-ending connections between Jungkook/Yoongi, Jimin/Hoseok and Namjoon/Taehyung which not so surprisingly leaves out Jin, because he’s the one trying to save them.

In MVs there are a lot of scenes implying the butterfly effect itself for instance

In highlight reel Jin said: “Yesterdays many encounters and goodbyes existed for this moment. Every alley and crossroad I walked through were all meant to lead me to this place.” Saying that every little thing done in the past led him to the place he is now, which is basically the definition of butterfly effect.

Or for instance in I Need U Japanese Version MV when Jungkook burns the flower in his hand, the camera instantly cuts to the photo of the same flower behind Yoongi starting burn as well, meaning Jungkook’s actions affect Yoongi’s life.

There are a lot of butterfly imagery in the MVs as well. Not even mentioning there’s a song called Butterfly and one of the album’s name is WINGS.

So, let’s talk about hyyh1 and hyyh2. My theory is that HYYH2 could be a different reliving of HYYH1 where Jin had to go back in time because well, our boys fucked up. With Taehyung killing his father/ brother, Hoseok swallowing those pills, Jungkook getting in a car crash, Yoongi burning himself in his hotel room and Jimin drowning himself. HYYH2 with Run MV is Jin’s another attempt so save these 6 boys. Also at the end of BS&T Japanese Version we see Jin going to the place Namjoon works and saying, “Long time, no see” where Namjoon is startled to see Jin. This could also contribute to the theory that after everything went downhills in BS&T jap verse, Jin fighting with Taehyung included, Jin had to try again.

I believe their hairstyles and colors as well as their clothing style changes between I Need U and Run eras to imply a different universe, but we can never be sure.

I want to note that in Run MV where the boys are vandalizing the cars in the tunnel Jin is the only one sitting in the car not doing anything and when they start to run he’s the one who gets them out of trouble, he’s the one who’s waiting to save them. 

If we tie things with the Korean version BS&T MV it explains the duality of the universes. Jin sees another dimension through the mirror in the end of BS&T which could be tied to HYYH era as every time Jin tries to save the boys he creates another universe. BS&T also shows the evil temptations the boys are facing and Jin once again sacrificing himself and saving the boys.

Also coming to the Highlight Reels, to me, as the whole story is still connected to the book Demian by Hermann Hesse, the girls represent their Beatrices. In the book, Sinclair thought he had fallen for a girl he saw in a park and named Beatrice. He thought about her as the days went on and finally decided to paint a picture of her. As he painted he realized what he was drawing resembled no longer a girl but the face of a young man. He finished the painting only to realize he had drawn Demian. Because Demian was the one he was longing for. The pairings Jimin/Jhope, Jungkook/Yoongi and Taehyung/Namjoon are Sinclair and Demian to each other.

the demian connections were also said by @/angelakiss_tale on twitter so kudos to them for making me realize.

I’ll add things as I connect the dots, I’ve still yet to understand all the individual stories told in Highlight Reels. Especially Jihope+the girl story dumbfounded me.

[translations] 2017.07.11 NCT 127 Cherry Bomb fan sign at Yongsan (Haechan‘s fan accounts)


1. OP: What did Haechan receive from Jeno and Jisung for your birthday?
HC: What did I get… Ah, I got cash.
OP: From Jisung?
HC: Both of them. Jisung always gifts money, but Jeno gave money to me only this time round.
OP: And, what about that 1000 piece puzzle?
HC: Puzzle? *looks at Mark on purpose for him to listen* Not yet! I didn’t even touch it!
Mark: Ha…………….. [musicstar1l22]

2. Haechan entered the venue after Johnny, a lot of focus went to him so he started walking really slowly it was so cute kekekeke

Initially HC couldn’t open the cap of the bottle, after some struggles he passed it to Mark for help. After that he spilled the water on the table, so he used tissue to wipe it.

Throughout the fansign he and Mark kept interacting with each other. When Mark used his clothes to wipe his glasses, HC judged him. When it was time for their ment, the sequence was Mark -> Donghyuck -> Taeyong. While Mark was holding the mike, the 2 of them (HC and MK) started conversing among themselves, Donghyuck used his shoulders to touch Mark’s.

Haechan placed 3 pens (used for signing) in between his fingers, and used that hand to hit Mark’s thigh.

OP showed the Polaroid she got of Haechan. Haechan is amazed because it’s his first time seeing the actual thing. He added that they really took 100 photos [soldhc]

3. Haechan: Hello~
OP: I’m noona!
HC: Noona~~
OP: Yeah! Any type of drinks you like?
HC: Nothing in particular, but recently I have cravings for barley tea
OP: Oh barley tea! Any fragrance you like?
HC: Fragrance? I only think of perfume.. Cl.. Clean…
OP: Clean warm cotton!
HC: Thank you! *OP says he kept the eye contact with her until she walked away* [990802_MarkLeee]

4. OP asked Haechan which color would represent him the best. He said he has no color. OP asked why. He said,”Because I can fit any color so it’s LIMITLESS colors!” [soldhc]

5. OP asked Donghyuck if he changed his signature, and the reason for that change. Haechan says just before Firetruck he fixed his signature in a rush, so he decided to change it this time! [962O1]

6. Haechan has been listening to DPR LIVE recently [moonandwin]

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Wrong Place Wrong Time (30)

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Part 30 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language and Adult themes.)

Summary: You end up in the wrong place at the wrong time and it has negative repercussions. Main characters include: Reader and EXO.

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4  Part 5 Part 6  Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15  Part 16  Part 17  Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25 Part 26 Part 27 Part 28 Part 29  Part 31  Part 32  Part 33  Part 34  Part 35 (Final)

Word Count: 3,910 (Maybe a little more or less)

You backed away slowly from the board room, edging your way back to the stairs. You heard him slam the laptop shut slowly making his way into the hallway towards you.

“Step closer to me and I’ll scream.” You breathed, lifting one foot up onto the bottom step.

“If you walk up those steps, what I do next will be out of my control.” His face was menacing, he began walking ever so slowly towards you. You climbed up another step, keeping your gaze on him.
And another.
And another.
You spun around quickly bolting up the stairs as fast you could, trying to ignore your abdominal pain but you weren’t fast enough. Catching up to you, he yanked you by your hair dragging you backwards, causing you both to tumble down the staircase. You screamed as loud as you could.

“HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! CHANYEOL! BAEK- AGH!” You closed your eyes in pain as you felt a knee come into contact with your chest, you were both scuffling on the floor, but he was bigger and stronger and had the upper hand. Pinning you down underneath him, he pressed his forearm against your neck constricting your breathing, you were desperately gasping for air now, trying to claw at his face, but you were unsuccessful in your attempts.

“Get off…Get…off.” You gasped, your body was slowing down now, you were running out of oxygen.

“What the fuck is going on!” You heard somebody racing down the stairs; suddenly his weight was being pulled off of your body. You gasped for breath, your body jerked upwards as the oxygen hit your lungs.

“Kris, are you out of your fucking mind! What are you doing to her?!” It was Yixing who had run down the stairs; he was dragging Kris away from you across the carpet floor. “What the fuck is going on?”  

You sat up, still gasping for air, looking ahead of you at Kris, he was staring at you wide eyed his face red and his body shaking.
“Don’t you even dare.” He hissed at you. Trying to break from Yixing’s grip to lunge at you again, but Yixing’s grip was much too strong, he wasn’t going anywhere. You flinched moving backwards quickly as you saw Baekhyun, Jongin, Junmyeon and Chanyeol coming down the stairs as well, all looking sleepy.

“What’s going on down here? We’re trying to sleep, goodness me.” Junmyeon groaned, looking between you and Kris confused.

“It’s Kris.” You pointed at him; your hands were shaking crazily. “He’s working for Red.”

Junmyeon looked at you blankly for a while then laughed at you in disbelief, rolling his eyes. “Are you being serious, you woke us up for something we all already know. He’s working undercover we’ve been through this before, go to bed damn it!”

You shook your head violently, trying to slowly get up from your spot on the floor, Jongin ran over to help, allowing you to shift your weight onto him for support.

“No you don’t understand.” You continued, looking at Kris who was staring at you in rage, but you carried on anyway. There were five other pairs of eyes here now; there was nothing that he could do to you. “He’s working with Red. I heard him talking to someone in the board; they were planning to assassinate some of you, Baekhyun first.” All five pairs of eyes widened looking down at Kris. He was closing his eyes tightly and then you saw tears slowly streaming down his face.

“Kris? That can’t be true; you can’t actually be with Red can you…” Jongin swallowed hard, looking at Kris. But he didn’t reply he only continued crying silently his shoulders were shaking violently with every sob. Yixing let go of him in disgust as though he was a disease and walked closer to where you and Jongin were stood. At this point everyone had begun to descend down the stairs. Tao had Kyungsoo slung over his shoulder and Jongdae was holding a pistol in his right hand.

“What’s going on down here? Did someone try breaking in?” Jongdae asked, suspiciously raising his gun around the room. You shook your head and told him what you had just told everyone standing around, his mouth dropped open along with Minseok’s Kyungsoo’s, Tao’s and Sehun’s. Jongdae pointed his gun towards Kris.

“Wait!” Kris sobbed loudly, looking up at everyone through red eyes. “I can explain, I can explain it all. Please!”

“Explain? Explain!” Junmyeon shouted, racing over to him and punching him in the mouth. “How the fuck can you explain this? This…” Junmyeon paused for a moment. “You were in on trying to kill Baekhyun; you’re the reason why Kyungsoo is paralysed!” You looked over at Kyungsoo, whose eyes widened in disbelief.
Junmyeon punched him in the face again harder this time. “Give me the fucking gun Jongdae!”
You closed your eyes as Jongdae passed Junmyeon the gun, waiting for the bang.

“Wait!” Jongin shouted. “I want to hear what he has to say. Why Kris, we work for Genesis why… Fuck this is just like Luhan all over again.” Jongin shook his head, the situation proving to be too much for him he sunk down slowly onto his haunches staring at Kris through angry eyes.
Baekhyun was right; you really couldn’t trust anyone in this house.

“I have a reason” Kris cried, looking around the room. “I did it to save her.” You all frowned in confusion what was he talking about. Junmyeon still kept the gun pointed at Kris’ forehead, breathing heavily in and out.

“To save who? Her?” Minseok pointed at you, instinctively taking a step closer into your direction. “Why would she be in trouble?”

Kris shook his head, reaching into his back pocket. “No not her.” He breathed, pulling out a wallet and opening it up, he slipped out a small square photograph, passing it to Junmyeon.
He was confused frowning at the photo he passed it around to the rest of you. When it finally reached you, you frowned as well. You were staring down at a little girl, she couldn’t be any older than the age of 3, she was wearing a yellow summer dress and her hair was tied neatly into two bunches.

“Who is this…?” Yixing asked, taking the photo carefully from you and staring down at it equally as thrown off as everyone who had seen it before him.

Kris took in a deep breath slowly standing up to his feet, Jongdae still had the gun trained on him.
“It’s my daughter.” He breathed.

“Your what?” Sehun laughed in disbelief. “I don’t…Your fucking what? You’re a dad?”
You were all staring at Kris now in astonishment; you weren’t really sure how to feel. The situation was growing weirder by the second.  “Well Damn it, why don’t we just all lay out our dirty laundry here. I can’t keep up with this house anymore. Chanyeol you don’t have any kids with Y/N do you?” Minseok elbowed Sehun in the stomach, unimpressed by his statement.

“Shut the heck up Sehun.”

Jongdae slowly lowered the gun from Kris’ head, but still kept it tightly in his hands.

“I don’t understand what she has to do with you assassinating Baek.”

Kris turned his attention to Baekhyun and then Kyungsoo, looking at them through sad eyes.
“He’s wanted Baekhyun dead for a long time now, since Baek saw Red kill his sister. He was old enough to remember the event. So he’s always been scared that Baek is the most likely to expose him. So when I ‘joined’ Red corp he told me that he was planning to kill all of us. All of the illegitimate children, but if I wanted to stay alive then I’d kill Baekhyun for him. I refused; I told him I couldn’t kill a brother of mine even if I didn’t know him. This was a lie obviously I knew Baekhyun from working with you guys here. But then he did some digging, Luhan had told him that me and Jongin were secretly working for Genesis, that’s when I first realised that he was corrupt and was actually on Red’s side. He didn’t know Tao was working for Red at the time though so he never got a chance to tell Red that he was with us too, he died before he did.”

Jongin’s eyes widened even more.
“What, you’re telling me that Red knows i’m double crossing him?” Kris nodded. “Fuck Kris, why didn’t you tell me? Shit!”

“I didn’t know until recently!” Kris shouted back. “He did some background digging on me and found out about her.” He pointed at the picture that was now in Chanyeol’s hand. “He’s been blackmailing me ever since, what was I supposed to do! I’m sorry Baekhyun. Kyungsoo I can never rectify what’s happened to you I know that. But what was I supposed to do?! She’s my daughter, I had to protect her she comes first! I couldn’t let him kill my baby girl.” He was crying harder now.
Despite the seriousness of the situation you couldn’t help but laugh out a little bit, Kris looked so ugly when he cried. Junmyeon frowned at you and you bowed in apology.

“Kris why the fuck didn’t you tell me this shit, we would’ve dealt with Red sooner if only you’d said something.” Junmyeon took the photo from Chanyeol and handed it back to Kris.

“Then I wouldn’t fucking be paralysed…” Kyungsoo hissed. “I don’t want to see his face, please take me back upstairs.” Tao sighed heavily, mounting up the stairs, Kyungsoo still over his shoulder. You all stood there in silence for a while, it was clear that Jongin was the most affected by all of this.

“So what now?” Yixing asked from beside you, turning to look at Junmyeon, who admittedly was looking a bit lost himself. You wondered how Junmyeon was still keeping himself together after all the drama that had been going on in his house and having to be the mediator of it all. He stood there in silence not saying anything. Minseok cleared his throat stepping forward.

“We need to get rid of Red as soon as possible and I mean it this time. Baekhyun, Sehun and Chanyeol get yourselves in the office, you know what to do. Jongdae, I’m counting on you to come up with a new strategy and field arrangement since Kyungsoo is out. We have Kris and Tao now though, so use that to your advantage. Junmyeon, I think you just need some sleep we’ll deal with the rest from now on.” He nodded at the men and walked towards the board.

You walked to the living room, dropping yourself on the sofa letting out a long exasperated breath. Was it too much to ask for just one day of peace in this house? You were trying to catch up on all of the current events that had happened to you up until this point:
Chanyeol had taken you to the worst club you ever had the pleasure of going to which landed you here. Minseok had tried to kill you multiple times and Sehun was his sidekick. You befriended Yixing and Baekhyun somewhere along the lines who filled you in on the dynamics of this madhouse. Jongdae was shot and nearly died. Sehun and Minseok almost killed you for entering Luhan’s room. You were involved in a mission that went wrong in which you had survived and Jongin had kissed you. You then allowed Minseok to open up to you and somewhere in the midst of it all you had developed some type of feelings towards him. Jongin turned out to be a traitor shooting Chanyeol and Yixing but then you figured out he wasn’t really a traitor when he had kidnapped you; which is when you thought Minseok had burnt to death but he really didn’t. This was also at the same time that you had realised that Kris was actually alive. Sehun still hated you. You shared a kiss with Minseok that Yixing had walked in on, exposing you to the rest of the house causing a war between Minseok, Yixing, Jongin and apparently Chanyeol, your best friend of 10 years who suddenly confessed his love for you. And if the house couldn’t get anymore stressful than that, the man that you were developing feelings for had sex with another woman, you ran away from home getting shot by the person who was supposed to be your arch nemesis, finding out that Tao was still alive. Kyungsoo was now paralysed. Sehun still hated you and Kris was the father of a little girl.

You let out a breath.

‘Just breathe’ you told yourself.

In and out.

Your head was spinning.

“Hey are you okay?” You let out the breath you were holding, when Yixing came to sit next to you.

“No.” You didn’t bother turning to look at him.

“Does it hurt?” He raised his hand to your neck and stroked it softly, causing you to flinch from his touch. He looked at you sadly, lowering his hand and placing it in his lap.

“Y/N I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you that night. But you threw that water and…I just get so easily triggered when I’m already riled up. I know that’s not a good enough excuse but I really didn’t mean to hurt you, you’re the last person in this house that I ever wanted to lash out at. The truth is I’ve had a crazy past and…” He sighed. “Look I know I shouldn’t be using this as an excuse, but I’ve had so much happen to me that once I’m already emotionally shaken it only takes the littlest things to tip me over the edge and I do the craziest things. When I’m angry my mind goes blank and I just keep going until I’m stopped, that’s why it’s important for me to keep calm at all times, otherwise I’d never be able to contain myself. I’ve always only ever been handed the short end of the stick in life, it ends up all building up after a while, you know?”

You looked slowly towards him, once he had finished talking to you. You were kind of at a loss for words.

“I…umm… what happened to you?”

He laughed sarcastically, dimples setting into his cheeks. “Where do I start? The part where I saw my uncle shot in front of me or the part where I had to shoot my mum?” Your eyes widened in astonishment and not the positive kind.
“I was raised by my uncle for 3 years my parents were abroad trying to start a business making a better life for us. One day my uncle, little brother and I were shopping, just a normal lovely family day out when a gunman ran into the shop, stealing some items and money from the till, my uncle tried to help the woman behind the till but he got shot…” Yixing’s eyes were glazed over with tears that hadn’t fallen yet. “So my parents returned home, they forgot about the business for a while I was 9 at the time and my brother was 7, we were both so traumatised and emotionally unhinged by the event so they took time out to look after us properly. Just when we were getting back on our feet, happiness was taken away all over again. I remember it was one weekend in the summer, my mother had been a witness to a crime that she was never supposed to see, she didn’t know they had followed her home. They were wearing all black I remember it clearly. We were scared. Me, her and my brother were kneeling on the living room floor terrified. One of the men gave me his gun, he told me to shoot my mum. This way he could get rid of the witness and he had me convinced that I couldn’t tell the police because I would be the one that shot her so I’d go down for it. He told me to shoot her or he’d shoot my brother. Obviously as a mother, she wouldn’t allow the second option. So she told me to do it.
So I did.
I hugged her and kissed her harder than I ever had in my life, so did my brother. She whispered that she loved us and to never forget it…then I pulled the trigger.” He let out a shaky breath, a tear rolling down his left eye. He quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand. “A couple years after, we started to try moving on so my father went away again to grow the business him and my mother had started together. Me and my brother moved in with my grandmother. You know the end of that story. So you see Y/N I’m always losing everyone that’s ever shown me love and compassion. My mother, my uncle, my grandmother, the girls I had dated. And now you.” He looked over at you sadly, making you feel awkward and guilty. You straightened your back thinking of something to say but you didn’t really know how else to reply other than saying; 

“Yixing I’m sorry. I made you…the bathtub.”

He shook his head at you.
“Don’t blame yourself for that Y/N. I’m emotionally unstable; I guess it just really hit me hard that time. I’m sorry for making you feel like this is all your fault. Listen Y/N I’m not going to lie to you I have feelings for you, I really do. When I kissed you I honestly felt something, you have to understand that you’ve given me the most love that I’ve experienced in a very long time and you also need to understand you’re the only girl we’ve actually spoken to and not just slept with in such a long time, so  I guess it’s kind of overwhelming for our hormones, some more than others. But I’m also not blind,  I can see you don’t have feelings for me back so I’ll drop it. It just pains me that it had to be Minseok over me. But please just don’t rub it in my face okay?” He bowed his head at you and left the living room before you even had the chance to reply. That was a lot stranger than you were expecting, but it definitely lifted a weight off of your shoulders. You felt as though you could breathe again. You were comfortable enough to say that you had worked things out with Yixing and you could move on from there. You were also glad that he had explained why he had done the things he had done to you, so you could move on from thinking that he was a bad person.

You were exiting the living, making your way towards the staircase when you saw a figure standing near the door, dressed in all black and wearing shoes.


The person turned around. It was Minseok.

“Oh.” You carried on walking towards the staircase.

“Y/N wait.” He run up to you grabbing your wrist. “I’m going to the house. Come with me?”
You shook your head, but he pulled on your arm harder this time. “Please.” He begged. “I’m trying to apologise to you here, and you won’t give me a chance. You can’t ignore me forever Y/N.” He was right you couldn’t. Before you could answer back he dragged you out of the front door and down the road.

“Minseok I have no shoes on!” You hissed, trying to drag your hand away from his grip, but instead he just lifted you up onto his back and swung your legs around his waist. He was really intending on giving you a piggyback ride all the way there.
The streets were dark and quiet, it was early hours of the morning and the streetlights were dimly lighting up the way. When you reached the house, Minseok pushed the flower pot away again and retrieved the key, opening the door and slipping the both of you into the house shutting the door behind himself. He ran into the garden with you still on his back, the grass was longer than the last time you had visited with him, it was in need of a good trim. He dropped you onto the grass. You lay flat on your back looking silently up at the stars.

“Y/N…speak to me please…your silent treatment is the worst.” He lay next to you staring at your face. He was so unbelievably close, you could feel his hot breath on the side of your face. You remained silent.
“Y/N please.” He put an arm around your waist and pulled you onto your side so that you were facing him directly. “Look, I said I’m sorry I didn’t mean what I said before I’m an idiot. I don’t think before I act, you should know that by now.” His hand was still draped around your waist. You were staring at him now and you were angry with yourself because your anger for him was slowly diminishing, staring into Minseok’s beautifully carved eyes you couldn’t find it within yourself to hate him. Your relationship with him had come such a long way and it would be a shame to throw it all away because of him slipping up for one night and one night only. He was now able to talk to you openly and willingly and that made you feel great in a way which you couldn’t explain, the longer you stared into his eyes the more your breathing relaxed and you felt at ease.

“You want to know the truth of it all? I…there’s something about you that I can’t help being drawn to and I know it’s not love. I know that Y/N, but…there are these feelings that I can’t explain. I don’t understand. I’ve always lacked emotion ever since I lost my parents, ever since I left this house, and now all of a sudden I’m starting to feel things I’ve never felt before I don’t know what to do with myself. I don’t know how to treat a girl, because I’ve never had to, I’ve never wanted to. Not after I lost my parents. But then I open up to you one day…now all of a sudden I can’t stop.” He leaned in closer to you, your noses grazing each other. “These clichéd textbook moments we keep on having Y/N…I’m really not prepared for them to stop.” He brought the hand that was draped on your waist to your cheek and began lightly stroking it with his thumb.
“I enjoy these moments way more then I should Y/N.” He planted his lips on top of yours, slowly massaging your lips and his together. And then you melted, as though nothing had happened before as though he never made you angry in the first place. That over familiar smell filling your senses and the taste of him filling your mouth. You broke apart for a breath of air momentarily but pressed your lips back against him, the feeling was almost euphoric; it was nothing like you had ever felt before, nothing like the previous kisses you had shared with Minseok. He lowered his hand to your waist again, pulling you towards him and dragging your body on top of his. His fingers were digging into your hips and your hands were gripping onto his hair, all the while you lips were still pressed together.  

“I told you two to stay away from each other! What part of that didn’t you fucking understand!”

You ripped your face away from Minseok in shock and he pushed you off of his body, back onto the grass. The both of you quickly standing up and looking towards the door. Minseok frowned stepping in front of you instinctively.

“Sehun, what the fuck are you doing here?”

“I told you to stay a way from each other. What part. Didn’t you. Fucking. Understand?” Sehun walked towards your direction, his expression was cold and his voice was dark. Gripping a knife in his right hand, he squinted his eyes at you and you were sure that was the scariest you had ever seen him.

“Sehun.” Minseok breathed. “Put that down.”

Tag: @holyzombiechild

Felicity is the most misogynist thing about Arrow.

Felicity has consistently, from as far back as season 1, viewed every other woman has her competition. She’s thrown every other female character under the bus to better herself and it genuinely baffles me that Felicity fans accuse those who dislike her of being misogynist, because Felicity has - since her conception - been the writers primary tool to facilitate their own misogyny.

Felicity dug into Moira’s background (granted she was enlisted to do so, however she continued even after she was specifically told to stop). Felicity then used the information she’d found on Moira (that also involved Thea) as she saw fit, with no regards for the women in question. She told Oliver, simultaneously dismissing Moira’s privacy, driving a wedge in the Queen family, viewing Oliver’s opinion as higher than either Moira or Thea (who the info ACTUALLY concerned) and faciliated the writer’s need for Queen Family Drama and more Oliver-man-pain.

Felicity made a petty remark of “What was it fantasy island?” Because she found out about Shado and Sara being present on Lian Yu. Oliver is traumatized and is hallucinating about a dead Shado, is consumed with guilt over her death and has consistently expressed that the island was too horrifying for him to talk about. And Felicity gets so jealous over the mere existence of a dead girl who was a part of Oliver’s life literal years before Felicity even knew he existed, to the point where she makes scathing comments and flippant remarks about his trauma.

Felicity needs to be reassured and explicitly told that SHE is Oliver’s ‘girl’ when Sara joins the team, because she doesn’t see Sara as an equal and is so threatened and intimdated by another woman joining the team they needed to literally specify that Felicity is The Girl ™. God forbid women work togehter and value each other without being pitted against each other.

Felicity called Oliver’s own mother diabolical AT HER FUNERAL, clearly not having any respect (if not for Moira as a person then she should have AT LEAST have respect for what she meant to Oliver), and this disgusting comment is never addressed or considered out of line in the narrative whatsoever. She also made a similar quip after Amanda Waller was shot.

Felicity is rude, dismissive, ashamed of and disrespectful to her mother near constantly. She looks down on her for not being as intelligent and slut shames her for her dress, despite the fact Donna raised Felicity single-handedly and dotes on her daughter completely.

Before I go on I’d love to point out that ALL OF THIS SO FAR (with the exception of the Waller comment) took place in Seasons 1&2, because people seem to forget that Felicity has always been awful, and they’re viewing the earlier seasons with rose-tinted glasses because seasons 3&4 were just THAT BAD.

When Season 3 started, Olicity was suddenly a thing, and they shoehorned in some flashbacks to try and make it more feasible, one of which included Felicity randomly walking into her boss’ office at QC after hours with no purpose, spying a photo of Oliver on a desk and commenting aloud to herself how cute he is and how “its a pity you’re dead”. This doesnt have anything to do with her treatment of women, but atleast her lack of respect for the dead is a consistent character trait!

Felicity continues to throw Thea under the bus, what started with Felicity telling Oliver about Thea’s true parentage, driving a wedge in the family and neglecting to tell Thea (or moira, who’s secret it was to tell), continues with Felicity outright telling Oliver not to save his sister because it might result in his death (a risk that Oliver has already stipulated that he’s willing to take).

But it gets worse!! A newly resurrected Thea is struggling with bloodlust and is too traumatized to return to her apartment because of what happened there, she moves in with Laurel, because Felicity and Oliver wanted to drive off into the sunset and play house. Months later it’s revealed that Felicity has been consulting with the team behind Oliver’s back the whole time and not once did she suggest they return and not once did either of them consider that Thea might need him. Its also never once addressed that Felicity was wrong for lying and keeping secrets, because Felicity is never wrong!!

(Also in The Flash, Felicity straight up told Eddie that it was completely fine for him to lie to Iris if it was for her own good!)

Then, when Felicity finds out Oliver fathered a child years ago that he didn’t know about, her temper tantrum caused such a distrubance in the team dynamic that they got killed and Barry had to go back in time to correct the timeline to stop it from happening. So Barry obviously knew about the kid.

William’s mother straight up tells Oliver that she doesnt trust him or his intentions and if he wants to get to know his son then it has to be a secret and strictly as a family friend until she’s convinced he’s in it for the long haul (this makes total sense given the Oliver she knew was a selfish, egotistical playboy who was NOT father material, she needs to see that he’s changed, and not overwhelm her son unnecessarily if it turns out that he hasnt).

When William is kidnapped and Felicity finds out about him as a result, she is petty and juvenile while they’re working, completely dismisses and gets snappy with Samantha when she apologizes, even when Samantha takes full responsibilty for what she asked Oliver to do, and not once does Felicity ever ask about William’s wellbeing. Felicity is surpised to discover that William - like Oliver - likes baseball, and makes YET ANOTHER SCATHING COMMENT AT OLIVERS EXPENSE by saying that they should hope the resemblence ends there, because she apparently thinks that her fiancee has absolutely no positive qualities whatsoever that might be nice to pass on.

Felicity then breaks up with Oliver for lying to her, even though he didnt want to but had to if he wanted to know his son. Even though she spent months lying to him mere weeks earlier, even though she told Eddie that lying was okay. Even though she told her mother the prior week that it was okay if Quentin kept things from her because she should trust he had a good reason.

Felicity then keeps the apartment (yknow the one that used to be Thea’s until she had to move in with Laurel to deal with her trauma), as a result Oliver slums it out in the Arrow cave, because depsite running for Mayor, Oliver is unemployed. Felicity has a CEO salary but of course she keeps the apartment. She’s Felicity. God himself shit her out and she is completely right all the fucking time even when shes a self-righteous, hypocritical piece of shit.

Felicity makes bitchy comments about the breakup when theyre trying to work even though she was the one to end it, she then tells Oliver that he will always be who he was on that island. She basically told him the most traumatic experience in his entire life is all he will amount to, and the person he is as a result of his trauma is not someone she can love and its his fault that he’s that way because apparently she’s a victim blaming piece of shit as well as a hypocrite.

Laurel dies and on her deathbed tells Oliver that Felicity is the best thing for him despite the fact she loved him too. The writers wanted to 10000000% make sure that we all know that Felicity is The Girl ™ and anyone at all that might’ve potentially maybe been competition just pales in comparison, my guy.

Diggle is traumatized by the situation with his family and Felicity makes YET ANOTHER INSULTING, DISRESPECTUL “JOKE” AT OLIVER’S EXPENSE by saying Diggle is “one illegitmate child away from a great Oliver Queen impersonation”, making another dig at William, yknow the kid that she dumped Oliver over, the one Oliver didnt know about himself until shortly before she did, the kid that Oliver had to say goodbye to, before he’d even gotten the chance to be a dad to, in order to keep him safe. (But she loves Oliver so much guys! Honest! So totally cares about his wellbeing and whats best for him, even at the detriment of herself, I swear!)

TL;DR in conclusion, Felicity is a misogynist tool that the writers have been employing from day one. Its a common trope in fiction. She’s the token female character that all other females get compared to/dismissed for. They pit women against each other at every available oppprtunity and have Felicity become this untouchable writers-pet that is never called out and can never be wrong and she’s just so great and can do everything and everyone loves her and no one seems to question any of the horrible things she does because she is so righteous in her writers-pet bubble!

And because she’s a woman they try and champion this as ground-breaking and feminist, when its actually extremely misogynist and anti-feminist, especially when you consider that if the tables were turned and OLIVER was the one doing all this shit to Felicity, then people would be out for blood and screaming misogyny from the rooftops, but because Felicity herself is a woman, they think that it makes her exempt.

But felicity isnt a woman, she’s not real, she’s a puppet being controlled by men and theyre using a female character to get away with misogyny.

The whole idea of The Girl ™ and the concept that one female character has to be the 'Alpha’ and something happens to every other female to prove that she is clearly The Best of the women, is always inherently misogynist and exists to fasciliate pitting women against each other.


ok so in 7th grade we had a english/science teacher (it was a small k-8 school with 60 7th graders) and we absolutely drove crazy to the point where she quit mid year and we were so happy cuz she was really mean. so some other dude took her place he was cool and all he taught us about erasing our digital footprint which was like deleting everythinng about you on the internet,he also always took photos of us which was cool too until one day in the morning before class he gets arrested and we then find out he was a child predator he has touched some kids at a previous school. then we got another teacher he was cool. that was the story on how we had 3 teachers in one year

TimSteph and Photography

(With all the dark and angsty headcanons I’ve been doing lately, I need to do some happy ones otherwise my head will explode) 

Headcanon that Tim has a thing for taking candid photos of Stephanie when she doesn’t expect it. He likes to hide where she won’t see him and take pictures of her doing normal everyday things like drinking coffee or folding laundry. He has them all compiled in a huge photo album titled “Stephanie’s Prettiest Moments,” and by now he’s got hundreds of cute photos in there. Some gems: 

• A photo of Steph, taken from behind as she dances around the kitchen in sock feet while making pancakes 

• Blushing Steph standing in a doorway, trying not to smile as a toothbrush hangs from her mouth and her hand can be seen trying to block her face from the camera 

• Steph sleeping on the floor with her legs propped on the couch and Alfred the Cat curled up on her stomach. A book lays sprawled open next to her 

• Angry Steph flipping off the camera as Alfred tends to a gunshot wound on her leg. Dick can be seen laughing in the background 

• Sick Steph curled up on the couch, snuggled cozily in a blanket so only her eyes and nose are visible. Piles of tissues and stacks of DVDs surround her and steam can be seen from a bowl of soup on the coffee table  

• Steph posing with a new CD she got for Christmas, perched happily under the tree with a Santa hat and tinsel wrapped around her neck like a scarf. She’s in fluffy snowman pajamas and reindeer slippers, and there’s the smallest hint of an eggnog mustache on her lip 

• Steph early in the morning without any makeup on yet, smiling as she watches cartoons. The photo is taken from around Tim’s body, and his arm can be seen around Steph’s shoulder, so it’s clear that he was trying to be sneaky and took it while they had been cuddling side by side on the couch together   

• Steph with tears streaming down her face, in the middle of throwing a pillow at Tim while the ending scene from Toy Story 3 can be seen on the tv in the background

• Steph half asleep with a freshly brewed cup of coffee in her hands, wearing one of Tim’s old shirts that stops at her knees paired with knee length cat socks. Her hair is in a wild disarray, and despite her tiredness she’s giving a small smile to the camera  

• Steph sitting in a library, books scattered around her as she reads with a look of intense concentration on her face, her brows wrinkled in thought and her teeth chewing her bottom lip. The camera is angled from just below the table and half the screen is blocked by it, as if Tim was trying very hard not to be seen taking the picture 

• Steph trying to get what looks like eggs and flour out of her hair. Various ingredients scatter the kitchen, and one can easily deduce it was taken after a food fight gone wrong. There’s cocoa powder blurring the camera lens, giving the photo an odd appearance  

• Steph sitting on a picnic blanket atop some grass, gazing at the sky as pink and green fireworks burst above. It’s dark, so you can see mostly only shadows on her face, but the lights from the fireworks make her eyes appear to glow  

• Steph running on a treadmill in workout clothes with ear buds in her ears. The photo’s taken from at least twenty feet away behind an elliptical machine 

• This one is taken from what’s obviously the inside of a closet, and you can only see through a small crack in the door. Steph is seen in their bedroom, wearing an old t-shirt and sweatpants as she dances around the room and sings into a hairbrush 

• Steph with her eyes half closed and pink frosting on the corner of her mouth as she bites into a cupcake 

• Steph laying back on a beach towel, wearing a purple bikini and sunglasses. She can obviously see Tim taking her picture, but she’s too busy relaxing to care 

• There’s one photo where it’s actually Tim in the shot, and this one was clearly taken by Stephanie. Tim’s sleeping with his head on multiple papers and files on his desk, a cold cup of coffee and some old takeout containers beside him 

• Steph sleeping sprawled out and taking up the entire bed, her hair tangled around the pillow like golden seaweed and the covers in a heap on the floor, likely after being kicked off in her sleep 

• Steph sitting on top of Damian, who’s red faced and looks ready to kill. The shot is blurry, as though the person with the camera was laughing when he took it 

• This shot is blurry as well. It’s a close up selfie of Steph’s face with Tim’s face rushing into the frame, planting a huge impromptu kiss on her cheek. Steph looks surprised, as if shocked out of focus, and one can easily deduce that Tim snuck up on her for a peck  

• Steph from behind in a long mauve gown, her arms up and her fingers working intricately on her hair. Her face cannot be seen, and she’s too busy concentrating to notice that Tim’s in the room. There’s a floor length mirror in the frame, so you can see Tim as well, clad in a nice tux and his hair gelled back with a camera in hand  

• A blurry photo of Steph laughing, her nose crinkled and her eyes shut as she giggles at something funny Tim said 

• One is taken by Cass, who hijacked Tim’s camera and snuck up on the couple, getting a shot of them with their faces an inch away from each other, caught as they leaned in for a kiss 

• Steph leaning over the back of the chair to the batcomputer as Bruce points to something on the screen. Jason is next to Steph, but he’s the only one who noticed Tim and his camera. He’s smiling wryly as he holds up the middle finger with one hand and gives Steph bunny ears with the other 

• Steph in the middle of the ocean, awkwardly surfing a high wave. The shot is angled as though Tim was dropping the camera as it was taken, likely to help Steph out because she’s actually falling off the surfboard 

• Steph in the opposite end of a booth at a diner, grinning and laughing as Tim’s finger dots a dollop of whipped cream on the tip of her nose    

PaleyFest Recap

My life has been completely crazy in the last 2-3 months (both personally and professionally) and I was sure I can not make it to Scandal PaleyFest even though I kind of wanted to. I stopped watching Scandal after 508, and I am not planning to watch it ever again (unless they fire Shonda and all the cast extras), but I am still a strong Terry fan even though they both annoy me greatly at times

Originally posted by n-wordbelike

Last minute, everything kind of fell into place and I decided to jump on the plane and go (I bought the ticket a whiiiiiile back, just in case).

I had a great seat, 2nd row in the middle, and Tony/Kerry were sitting conveniently right in front of me :-)

I did not want to watch any recent episodes and was very happy when the presenter announced we are watching Sweet Baby aka the pilot. It was great to watch the “real” Scandal on big screen, not have Mellie or Joke or Papa Pope pollute the screen, and whoop and cheer at all things Olitz and Olivia Pope with fellow Gladiators. 

The panel itself was shorter than the ones I attended before, but it still had its gems and things I will never forget. I am not great at taking pictures throughout the panel, so I don’t have any of Terry hand-holding, knee and back-rubbing or touches and kisses and stuff, but I am sure it is all well documented elsewhere. 

I was once again floored by how much love and connection you can sense from Tony and Kerry (I honestly barely paid any attention to anyone else). 

My favorite moment was Tony’s speech (of course!) and I also liked Kerry describing Harrison’s funeral scene. I felt it was genuine and touching, and Kerry became a pro at giving us some BS so it was great to hear her speak candidly. 

After the panel ended, the mass stampede to the stage began (it is truly crazy how it happens). Since I was right in the middle, I was in front of Kerry and she thankfully didn’t veer left or right to sign and take photos, so I was able to catch her attention. We probably had a 3 second interaction where she said hi while looking at me (which felt incredible!), then she took my phone and asked twice at least if I am in a frame :-) She is SO nice and friendly and warm and GORGEOUS, I was not prepared for that, and I saw her before, just not that up close and personal. 

Afterwards I tried to shuffle out of the crowd which was quite a workout and moved to the side of the stage where Tony was. He somehow noticed me too, so I have a selfie with him as well :-)

I also met some of the fellow Gladiators I know from before, so it was great to catch up with them! Even though Scandal is no more for me, I still appreciate the joy I get from interacting with the cast and meeting fans/friends I made though the show. 

p.s. Enjoy the pictures! :-) 

MC get’s her payback...in kitty lingerie

Hope you enjoy! :3


☼ he knows he shouldn’t have teased you

☼ or that he should’ve at least stopped after the fiftieth time you told him to

☼ but you were just so adorable when you were mad

☼ he couldn’t resist going on with it

☼ Saeyoung’s a weak man that way…

☼ he underestimated how angry you could get though

☼ and just how devious you could be when you wanted to

☼ which was especially bad, because you knew him better than anyone

☼ meaning that you knew exactly how to push his buttons

☼ by combining the two things he loves the most: you and cats

and he didn’t get to enjoy either!

☼ in fact the only way this could have gotten any worse is if you’d modeled on his cars

☼ God, just the thought drove him nuts

☼ it all started with you going to bed in it

☼ which was torture because you wouldn’t let him do anything about it

☼ it got particularly bad when Saeran left for a couple of days

☼ now you not only slept in the sexy lingerie, you walked around in it

☼ you looked so good in that kitty lingerie he could barely focus

☼ especially when you got out the big guns

☼ where on earth did you find all these cat ears and tails to match your underwear?!

☼ it was a constant battle between his brain and his other brain

☼ more often than not, his other brain won…

☼ about two weeks into your game, Saeyoung finally caved and begged for forgiveness

☼ of course you made sure that he’d really learned his lesson about teasing

☼ now he was the one who had to walk around in kitty lingerie for everyone to see

bi josh proof masterpost

okay so i’ve been getting heaps and heaps of questions recently asking for evidence and proof of why i think josh is bi. keep in mind that this list is fairly short for now but i’ll keep on adding to it whenever something comes to mind/something new happens. i also keep a bi josh tag for everything bi josh lmao. masterpost is under the cut

p.s i’m not forcing anybody to believe that josh is bi nor am i trying to push josh to “come out”. 

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Things You May Have Forgotten About TDM

•Liam was part of the children’s league for a while

•Liam and Cole had a sister named Claire who died instead of gaining powers

•Chubs went to go to the bathroom one night without his glasses and fell to the bottom of an empty pool and couldn’t get out because he twisted his ankle

•Liam was born on a greyhound bus and was the miracle bus boy for 3 years

•When ruby was little she didn’t want to wear a dress on her dad’s birthday so she took it off and walked around in just her batman underwear (and Im not saying liam found out about it and asked for a copy of the picture but there’s an interesting photo in his wallet of a six year old in batman undies that always makes him smile)

•Ruby is basically confirmed as SUPER HOT in the first book when they were in that wal mart with all the kids she still had that red dress on and all the boys were staring at her and she was like ???? and liam goes “they’re just distracted by your…face.”

•In NF when wouldn’t it be nice came on the radio and Ruby cried because she thought everyone was asleep and liam grabbed her hand

•The other orange Ruby escaped Thurmond with (Martin)

•Liam=confirmed superhero nerd
“Steve Rogers is a perfectly legit name”
“[Chubs] Hawkeye here managed to fake to the bottom of a pool”

•Cate’s nasty boyfriend Rob

•the only thing they found of jude was his shoe

•The only reason chubs thought everything was going to be okay was because he thought Ruby and Liam would still be together in NF

•Liam was the only one out of the black betty gang who could pass for 20

•Vida made Chubs glasses so he could see better

•liams motorcycle from ITA

•We never got a backstory for Vida

•Clancy’s face was plastered all over Thurmond because he was the first one there

Being Married to Jeonghan...
  • ok so imagine being married to Jeonghan
  • I imagine him to be a super dorky husband
  • and a lil cringey too lol
  • like he’d wake you up in the mornings with a kiss
  • or a boop on the cheek
  • he’ll keep poking you until you wake up annoyed and you’re like “ughhh jeonghan let me sleep” 
  • and he’s like “good morning lol” and plants a kiss on your cheek 
  • aaaaand he’s already made your morning
  • the two of you would probably make breakfast together since its kinda your thing
  • like you would alternate days on who gets to pick the meal for breakfast
  • “i want pancakes”
  • “nooo jeonghan its my turn to pick we’re having waffles”
  • *pouts*
  • he ends up loving the waffles and wants to make them everyday and it starts to get old and you’re like wHY 
  • anyways
  • you two would always reserve weekends for dates
  • you two do all sorts of things
  • like go to art museums or gardens or parks
  • or the typical movie and dinner
  • but its always an adventure with jeonghan
  • like when you went to the garden for a date
  • it was his idea to take aesthetic pictures of each other
  • and boy did those photos look amazing
  • you two looked beautiful among all the flowers
  • and for your birthday
  • Jeonghan pretended to forget and you being your naive self really thought he did lol
  • but before you could get all sad and stuff jeonghan surprises you and hands you a collage of all the aesthetic pictures the two of you took that day.
  • you cried i mean i would too because its freaking jeonghan being a sweetheart
  • and as he hugged your crying form he did that classic jeonghan smile and it was so pure
  • sometimes you two would get into deep late night talks
  • and it was really comforting to know that you both could rely on each other to be shoulders to cry on
  • one night the deep talk somehow got to the topic of kids
  • jeonghan admitted he kind of felt scared about being a father
  • and you’re like don’t you have a bunch of kids already aka 17
  • he’s like “yeah but that’s different”
  • “what about Chan?”
  • “true but you know like a kid from me and you”
  • cue a blush from you
  • he blushes a lil omg so cute
  • and you’re like “i guess we’ll have some whenever we’re both ready”
  • and he’s like “are you ready?”
  • “…yes”
  • “whoa really????”
  • “yeah and I think you’ll be an amazing father. You’re just underestimating yourself.”
  • he thinks for a bit and he’s like “sure why not lol”
  • that was an aju nice night
  • soon you figure out you’re in fact pregnant
  • jeonghan kind of fangirls
  • now that you’re pregnant jeonghan is more protective of you
  • he tries to look out for you as much as possible making sure you’re safe and well
  • sometimes he’d make the members look out for you
  • one time you went to victoria’s secret cause you thought you grew a little bigger
  • and you saw the best sight ever
  • chan awkwardly standing and being surrounded by all these bras and panties and a blush spreading across his face
  • you burst out laughing in the store and everyone stared and once they saw who you were laughing at they stared at chan
  • chan: i uh um *runs out store*
  • you tell jeonghan what happened and he dies laughing too but remembers to remind chan not to be awkward and that he is always his first baby
  • a few months later you find out the baby’s gender
  • its a girl!!!
  • both of you freaked out in happiness
  • jeonghan wanted to go baby shopping after that appointment
  • you guys ended up buying a bunch of cute smol baby clothes
  • and a crib
  • you two basically bought an entire nursery
  • jeonghan suggested the nursery be painted rose quartz and serenity
  • and you’re like hell yeah
  • and that nursery is the most aesthetically pleasing nursery ever omg
  • then the baby shower came
  • all the seventeen members were invited of course
  • they made the event fun and there was even a karaoke machine with all of their songs
  •  you’re like i love this song
  • ahem
  • so they brought gifts
  • Seungcheol bought a car seat. what a responsible dad
  • josh got a smol seventeen onesie aww
  • jun got a mini version of that carrot costume he wore on ofd omg
  • soonyoung got a cute lil hamster plushie with 10:10 eyes and said its supposed to remind the baby about her fav uncle
  • wonwoo got a smol version of that plushie with glasses that was supposed to be him in aju nice era and said that the baby will end up liking this gift over soonyoung’s
  • jihoon got a soft blanket with seventeen’s logo on it with a matching bib along with a seventeen poster to hang up in the nursery
  • seokmin got a bunch of baby toys so the baby would never be bored and stay happy like him :)
  • mingyu brought a bongbong plushie that was probably about the same size as the baby once she was born! 
  • minghao bought a mini kermit like that keychain he has along with a smol baby sized sunglasses. he told jeonghan to make sure she dabs in them
  • Seungkwan got a baby t shirt that said “seungkwan stan”
  • hansol got a stitch stuffed toy
  • chan got a onesie that said “jeonghan’s baby” to clarify that he is not his baby when in fact his own daughter is
  • you gushed at all the gifts so much that your hormonal ass started crying
  • “aww dont cry (y/n)!” said jeonghan as he hugged you
  • the members copied jeonghan and you all ended up in a giant group hug
  • you were so thankful though 
  • then the day finally came
  • your water breaks!!
  • you’re like uhhh whAT DO I DO
  • so you scream for your husband
  • “y/n what happened?”
  • “uhhh my water just broke???”
  • “oh. OH!”
  • you two make it to the hospital and you felt like you were dying
  • so you decided to take it out on jeonghan
  • you squeezed his hand so hard you were surprised when it was still attached to his arm afterwards
  • anyways your daughter finally arrives!!!
  • yay!!!
  • and jeonghan is smiling but tears are flowing down his face
  • it was a beautiful sight
  • a tiredly attractive crying smiling jeonghan holding his tiny newborn daughter for the first time
  • you cried too
  • then the baby cried
  • but omg you both fell in love with your daughter
  • you two agreed on naming her (d/n)
  • and seventeen fanboyed when they saw her for the first time
  • jeonghan was so protective omg he would make sure they were holding her right 
  • the nurse took a family photo and even one including seventeen
  • those two pictures are framed in (d/n)’s room!
  • when you both came home jeonghan didn’t expect to lose so much sleep
  • he’s normally sleepy af and he’s even tireder with his beautiful daughter screaming at 3 am
  • he’s a secret gentleman so he tells you to go back to sleep when she starts crying
  • just because you two are parents doesn’t mean everything you used to do is on hold.
  • you started continuing date nights after (d/n) was a few months old and trusted seventeen to babysit her
  • you and jeonghan always took family photos
  • and the both of you were obsessed with your daughter
  • matching family outfits happened often
  • one date you two decided to go to the aesthetic garden and recreate the aesthetic pictures except this time you each held (d/n)
  • and for jeonghan’s birthday you gave him a collage similar to the one he made you except it included the updated pictures with (d/n)
  • he was so happy omg
  • overall a happy marriage
  • you two ended up having another kid and it was a girl this time too!
  • the both of you watched them grow up 
  • aww
  • and as time passed, you and jeonghan loved each other more and more each day
  • honestly jeonghan is the cutest husband
  • and funnest
  • god i love him
Puppy Cuddles // Joe Sugg

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Then could i request a imagine where jack or joe and his girlfriend the reader go shopping for a puppy?


Can i please request a imagine where the Joe and the reader who is his girlfriend go shopping for a dog and at the end joe falls asleep cuddling the puppy?

A/N- im posting twice today bc this got requested twice and i felt inspired. so here ya go :)


You had grown up on the move. Your father’s job prevented your family from settling down. From the day you were born, you hadn’t stayed in a town for more than 5 years.

You and your little brother had grown accustomed to the fast life. You two had grown accustomed to not having many friends. You two had grown used to having all of your memories squished together because you could never remember where or when he had broken his foot. Or where or when you had accidentally crashed the car.

You and Y/b/n were okay with always moving. You were grateful for the experiences you had. The moments you cherished. The photos you took. The long car rides where you would see who could sing the loudest or who could stay quiet the longest. He always won.

But there was one thing that you absolutely hated about always being on the move.

You never had a pet.

No fish, no rabbits, no hamsters, no birds, and no dogs.

You had always dreamed of buying a dog. Ever since you met Frankie.

Frankie was your, one of many, neighbor’s dog. She was a 3 year old Bolognese. For the 4 months you lived in Arizona, you offered to walk her every morning. Her owner, Kelly, was an older woman who loved to bake cookies.

So every morning, after you were done walking Frankie, you would sit and eat cookies with Kelly and talk about anything and everything. It had become your guys’ tradition.

You cried for 2 weeks when you moved. That was by far the hardest transition ever.


So here you were. Seven years later. Your parents finally settled down in South Africa almost 2 years ago. That’s how you met Caspar. Who then led you to Joe.

Joe was absolutely perfect. He was everything you ever imagined and more. He was your soul mate. And you were his.

You had been together for nearly a year now. And he asked you to move in last week.


“Alright, I think that’s the last of it,” you dropped onto the couch next to your boyfriend.

“Thank god,” he sighed, hugging you. “I’m never asking anyone to move in again.”

“What about your other 5 girlfriends?” you asked sarcastically.

“They aren’t worth it,” he paused, “no one is except you.” He brushed a hair out of your face and tucked it behind you ear.

“Awwww such a romantic.” You laughed, pulling his lips to yours.

Once he pulled away he said, “We’re done yet though.”

“Yes we are?” you said confused, you had unpacked the last box merely minutes ago.

“Nope. We need to get one more thing,” he smiled, pulling you off the couch.

“What are you on about?” you asked as Joe pulled on his shoes.

“Just grab your jacket and let’s go!” he opened the door, waiting for you.

Reluctantly, you grabbed your jacket and followed him.

“I hate surprises.”

“I know,” he kissed your hand.

“Can you just tell me where we’re going?” you asked, looking at the shops you were passing.

“You’ll see in about 2 minutes.” He looked at you, winking.

“I hate you, Joe Sugg.”

“Mm, no you don’t.”

“I do. I really do.”

“No, you really don’t.”

“Just tell me where we’re going!” you pleaded.

He stopped, “you tell me.”

You looked at the shop he stopped in front of, gasping.

The Animal Shelter was written in big, bold letters above the door.

“Joe…” you whispered.

“Let’s go pick our new family member,” he smiled.

“Yes! Let’s go!” you squeezed his hand, following him inside the shelter.

Your heart melted as soon as you saw the animals. You wanted all of them.

“You can pick whatever you want,” he said, leading you towards the counter, “but I assumed you would want to look at the dogs.”

“Can we?” you asked, looking at the employee behind the counter.

“Yep! Just follow me.” She led you to a long corridor full of kennels.

Your eyes began watering.

“Y/n, love, are you okay?” Joe wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Yes, I just want them all.”

He chuckled, “maybe someday.” He kissed your temple, letting go of you.

You slowly began to walk forward, spending a few moments with each dog.

It wasn’t until you got about halfway down the corridor when you saw him. He was a very thin German shepherd. You could tell he had been underfed. When you knelt in front of his kennel, he hesitated, but slowly walked towards you.

“Hey lil guy,” you put your hand against the bars, tears slowly falling from your eyes.

He nudged you hand, then licked it.

“Joe,” you whispered, feeling Joe’s presence as he knelt next to you.

“Is he the one?” your boyfriend asked, putting his hand on your thigh.

“Yes. He’s the one.” You smiled, standing up. “Okay, what do I have to sign. He’s the one. I want him.”

The employee smiled, “Very good choice. He’s been here almost 3 months now.” She opened the gate, letting the dog out.

“Can we pick his name?” you asked.

“Seeing as he’s still a puppy, yes.” She smiled, putting a leash on the dog, your dog.

After about a half an hour of paperwork, and many tears, mostly yours, okay all of them were your, you and Joe left with your new family member.


“Not that I don’t like it, but why you choose that name?” he asked, petting the dog that was currently sat on his lap. Joe was spread out on the couch, head in your lap.

You laughed, “The first dog I ever fell in love with was named that.” One hand was running through his hair, the other was lightly petting your new puppy.

“Hmm, well it was a good choice.”

“Thank you.”

“Frankie Sugg. It has a nice ring, don’tcha think?” he looked up at you.

“No seriously, thank you. It means a lot to me that you did this for me.” You smiled at your boyfriend.

“I wanted to share your first memory of having a dog with you.” His eyes sparkled.

“I love you Joseph Sugg.”

“I love you too, Y/n Y/l/n.”

You spent the rest of the night talking about how to tell the fans.

“Maybe we could do a Q&A? Or a something like that,” you said, scrolling through the ideas on your phone. “What do you think babe?”

When you didn’t get a response, you looked down at your boyfriend.

He was asleep. His arms were holding Frankie close to his chest, Frankie’s head was nuzzled into Joe’s neck. They both lightly snored as you snapped a pic.

You knew exactly how you were going to tell the fans you had added a new addition to the family.

Swifthaal/Gyllenswift Timeline 2010

Following the modifications of the Buzzfeed article about Taylor last week, I decided to make a timeline of Taylor and Jake Gyllenhaal’s relationship. (Might be helpful for the newbies, you got to understand the PR side of her short-lived ‘relationships’.)

Do I think that it was a real relationship? No, I believe that it was purely a PR stunt, though somewhat more believable than Connor, Harry, Calvin and Tom (IMO). Now, this brings State of Grace, All Too Well, WANGBT, The Moment I Knew, and other songs on the table. Did she write those songs about him? Who knows; she wrote them, not me. Anyway, I’ll explain more after the timeline (at the bottom). 

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Could her face get any sadder

The Hooters Girl, Cheerleader and Catholic School Girl

This blog is my idea. Just a reminder for those who put in requests for stories, I’m slowly but surely working on them. Again I do have a life outside Tumblr. Also once again if any ladies(cunts) would like to be the subject of one my stories(or guys have a wife/gf) again the following info.

Your first name(can be a phony first name)

Age(18+ please)

Physical description(a pic would be preferable but not mandatory)

Where would you like to be kidnapped from? A nightclub, college campus, your place of employment, your home, the mall, the beach, on spring break, traveling outside the US, from 24-7 gym, a phony photo shoot, a Craigslist connection.

What would you be wearing?

Are you a vaginally and/of anal virgin(for the purpose of the story)

Who would you like to be sold to. Could be businessmen from the Middle East or China, a Latin American or Asian brothel, Latin American drug cartels, African warlords, an underground bdsm website.


With our business starting to grow, I started getting custom requests for slaves. I had a representative from a brothel in Thailand email me one day for a request of 3 types of slaves. They wanted a cheerleader, a Hooters girl and a Catholic school girl. And they wanted them in their uniforms. The only problem with a Catholic school girl is we had to make sure that the girl was at least 18. One line I refused to cross is underage slaves. So I decided we’d do a phony model shoot and do this for all 3 slaves. Probably the safest way to do this.

So we put ads on Craigslist. All 3 were headlined “models wanted”. All three requested they wear their uniforms and of course be at least 18.

It probably took a week before we got a response(the other responses were spam). Finally we got a bite. A Hooters girl. Her name was Joy. She was 19. She worked at a Hooters in Richmond VA. She was also a student at Richmond University. We arranged to meet at an office we recently purchased in Charlottesville VA that we used as a front.

We met on a Monday night after her shift was over at 10pm. I brought Rick to be a cameraman and and Sydney and Tara as office workers. Joy was petite and curvy. She was 5'2" probably around 100-110 lbs, long dark hair and beautiful tits/ass. She wore her uniform as requested which of course consisted of a white tank-top with the Hooters logo, orange shorts, pantyhose, white socks and sneakers. And she clearly seemed like an airhead.

I had her fill out a quick form(just to make it seem legit). Then we started. We started with poses such as with a serving tray making it seem like she’s at work. Little did she know that the photos we were taking were ones that the brothel owners would use when renting her out to different clients.

After about a half hour of shooting, I suggested to Joy that we tie her up. That a portfolio with bondage pics would in the long run be worth a shitload of money. She a little hesitant at first but after a little convincing, she decided why not. I took some rope and first tied her wrists behind her back then her ankles. Then some more rope secured her elbows together. Then a few more photos and then rope around her body and around her thighs. Then the coup de grace. I took rope to attach her wrists and ankles putting her in a hogtie.

It was at that point Joy was starting to complain.

“This is starting to get a uncomfortable”

“Just want to get a few more pics. Then I’ll free you ”

“No let me go now!”

At that point I took a cloth and stuck it in her mouth and took duct tape and gagged her.

“Mmmppphhh mmmppphhh mmmppphhh!!!” As she was trying to say let me go.

We took a few more pics and then I basically dropped the bomb on Joy as I started stroking her hair.

“Joy. How gullible you cunts are. You really let someone tie you up like this this late at night? Using the phony photo shoot is becoming the main way we acquire our slaves”

“Mmmppphhh!!” What did he mean by slave she thought.

“Yes. You are now a slave. You no longer are free. You have no human rights. You are now now just 2 tits and 3 fuckholes, a piece of meat to be used and abused for a man’s pleasure. Merchandise. A piece of property”

As I was telling her this, I was feeling her up. Fondling and groping first her tits then worked my way down to her pussy which now felt a little damp. I’m sure she didn’t mean for that to happen. I then took a black hood and placed it over her head. Then we placed her in a cage and brought it to our van.

Within the hour, Joy would be back at our slave training facility strapped to the arch back device being subjected to sensory deprivation, being edged and listening to a disorientation tape. It was now beginning its training. Its transformation. From an independent woman to an obedient and compliant slave.

To be continued.

Just Us- Part 1

Yoongi-Centric *.*

*Word Count* 4,178
*Genre* Angst, Parenting, Happy
*Pairing* None


“Daddy, where’s mommy?”

What the hell was he supposed to say?

Mommy left because daddy couldn’t treat her right, it’s actually daddy’s fault for yelling in mommy’s face and telling her to get the fuck out and leave if she wanted to.


He couldn’t say that.

He didn’t want to risk his daughter hating him too.

See things were perfectly fine 4 hours ago.

He was working of course. working on a new song that he needed- no wanted to finish by tonight. His phone turned off so he wouldn’t be disturbed, he didn’t need any distractions while he was working anyway, if he wanted to get this finished he needed to be concentrated and isolated. He’d been sitting in the same spot since practice ended, which was about 6 hours ago, to say he wasn’t exhausted would be a lie, he was in fact beyond exhausted.

Yet even as tired as he was he was still determined to get his work done, get it over with, then he could move onto the next thing.

And by next thing, he means more work.

His original plans were to finish the song he was working on now then start working on another song he wanted to get halfway finished by tonight also. If he got halfway through the next song then he would be able to finish the entire thing the next day, then work on another song.

Of course, it doesn’t only take a day or two to finish an entire goddamn song that could probably be the next hit, or in their album if it gets accepted. It, in fact, takes days, weeks, months, years. 

Took him years to finally release his mixtape, it could take him years to finish the song he was working on now, but you never know. Yet again he’s determined he knows exactly what words he wants to put in this song, he knows that the beat he created fits well perfectly with this song. He knows it so well to be positively sure he can finish this entire thing by tonight.

As focused as he was, his mind still kept drifting off to unnecessary things when he couldn’t come up with anything, it’s like as soon he went off track, or moved his eyes elsewhere besides his computer screen his mind would think about something else. He didn’t even know what that something else was seeing as the thought left as fast as it came. He couldn’t just simply put words into a song, he wanted his words to have meaning, he wanted the fans he cared so dear for to feel how grateful he was towards them. 

The Fans, no Army, was just 1 of the things he always had on his mind 24/7, the feeling of not wanting to disappoint lingering in each members hearts. He wasn’t planning on letting them down, after everything they’ve done for him and his team. 

For those, he can’t see, for those he can’t remember, for those he can’t personally be close to. He wants them to hear him, to feel how he feels, to speak and have a connection with him through his music. To share something he loves so very much with people that continue to cheer him on, even tho he doesn’t know them(Personally)it means a lot to him. That’s one reason he works so hard.

Another reason he works so damn hard is not only I himself and the fans, but also for his team. Believe it not he believes not everything is about the fans, nor even himself when it comes to music. He thinks about his members to, their dreams too. Jungkook and Taehyung’s love for singing, Jimin and Hoseok’s love for dancing, his leaders love for rapping, and his Hyung’s love for singing also. Not only he but his members enjoy the thrill, the thrill of being on stage, the beating in their hearts louder than the fans screams that proceed to make they go deaf, the sweat trailing from his forehead all the way down to his chin and the music, the music that they enjoy making. For them is also another reason.

Out of sheer anger and hatred, he also works hard because he wants to prove the people that said they couldn’t do it wrong. Wants to tell them that they made it, and there going higher, higher than the very top. Wants to grab their success like a pile of dirt and throw it right in their face, like little children bullying another child. Even tho he’s angry and his hate burns strong somewhere deep inside of him, he’s better than that, and if he ever sees those people again, the ones who looked down on him and his team, he’ll just simply wave and smile. The reason for that is because he’s at the top, and there at the bottom, he could just simply crush them, with the lift of his foot, stomping on them like they were just merely bugs. But he won’t, because again he’s better than that, he’s already successful, but his hatred doesn't just fade away.

The last and 1 of the most important reasons, is because of his child.

His daughter.

His daughter’s existence was in fact known among his fans, his entire relationship was known throughout the country. 

He can still remember the day the media found out, sitting in the living room with his fellow roommates, eating the breakfast Jin had cooked which was always a bit too salty for his liking. His daughter only 3 mouths old in Taehyung’s lap playing with her little fingers, he can still remember the squeaky sound that erupted out of his daughter’s mouth made as he played with her while he simply watched the news. Then there it was. 

“Big News: Rapper Min Yoongi, Also known as Suga from k-pop group called BTS debuting under BigHit Entertainment, only 3 years into his career and he has already been confirmed to be in a relationship with someone and not only that he was caught seen by a fan who took pictures of him and saw him with not only his girlfriend but with a baby! Is this baby his? The fan eventually uploaded the photo on twitter and now fans are demanding answers!  What is Min yoongi hiding! More news on-“ 

His brain could only think about the words that had been said, he can remember how much panic he felt, for himself and for his group, Minhee to. The assuring words they whispered to one another after the news had been shared. The love and fondness, he loved her so much to think how far apart they are now, break his heart a little. 

He and his partner, Minhee at the time, were not married, fortunately, it’s not that he didn’t love her but he just wasn’t ready for marriage, but his dumbass should’ve thought about that before getting her pregnant. Her parents, of course, wanted them to get married, but he and his parents politely refused (It was mostly him, he was rude about it to be honest but he hates her fucking parents), leaving her father frustrated and angry. In all honesty, he could care less about how her father feels, her father claims yoongi’s always been out for all the money that his daughter has, which is so completely untrue and useless he always just drops the subject. He still loves her somewhat, and still takes care of his child but music……his music. He doesn’t want to blame everything on his job but, music is one of the reasons why he and Minhee split up, and because he was supposedly more focused on the fans and work that he didn’t have any time for her, is what she said.

His daughter stays with him and the other boys only on the weekends, he only keeps her for 3 days and unfortunately on some of those days he has to work, which means sometimes she has to sit on the hard wooden floor that’s located in their practice room and watch them dance. Other times she has to sit backstage as they do interviews or on stage performances,  she even has to sit in his studio and watch him type aimlessly on his keyboard. Sometimes he feels bad for her, they only have small conversations when he’s working, but when he’s not he focuses all his attention solely on his daughter. 

But today, things just aren’t going his way. 

His pale fingers went limp on his keyboard, his head snapping towards the door when knocks were heard. He took a deep breath and sighed, relaxing his body, he really didn’t want to be bothered right now, all he was trying to focus on doing was finishing his work. Who could be knocking on his studio door at this time anyway, didn’t the others leave?

“Who is it?”

He felt the words leave his mouth before he could even process he had said them himself. 

With his words, someone opened the door just enough to pop their head in, that head belonging to Jimin. He watched as Jimin slowly opened the door and made his way inside, the light from the hallway brightening up the dark room more than his dim computer screen did so. He wasn’t really curious as to why Jimin was still here, the kid was probably practicing, he just wondered why he didn’t notice him here before.

“What do you want?” He heard himself say

Jimin only smiled shutting the door behind him, yoongi heard the soft click of the door and watched as Jimin lazily leaned against it “It’s nice to see you to hyung" 

Frustration and Irritation are all he felt in this moment. He really didn’t have time for games, not to mention he couldn’t quite come up with anything. In his head, he was so fucking sure he knew exactly what he wanted to do, but being interrupted made all his thoughts fly away. He’s blaming jimin for this. Jimin was basically wasting his time and he needs every second he could get, if Jimin wanted to tell him something, he better hurry up because he can feel himself running out of patience. He wondered if his expression showed how frustrated he was because Jimin quickly lifted himself off the door and stood straight.

“Have you been here since practice ended?” He only nodded, moving his mouse upwards watching on the computer screen as the pointer appeared again from hiding. “I’ve been here the entire time, didn’t you know?” He found himself asking a question, which was taking up more time, the time that he oh so very much needed. Jimin raised his hands up in front of him and shook them along with his head, taking a seat on one of the beanbags next to his chair. “Ani, I’ve been here since practice ended too, but since I didn’t see the guys leave I thought you were with them" 

"Right.” He said squinting his eyes when his computer screen popped up something about a software update, it’s been asking him about an update for months now, it’s not like he didn’t want to update his software, believe me, he would love to get rid of this annoying pop up that seems to even pop up when he’s working. It’s just that he’s afraid that if he updates, then everything will be gone, all his files all his music, it’s happened before too.

Jimin only sat still, quiet with his hands fidgeting in his lap. Yoongi didn’t mind him being in here, but he’d really wish Jimin would stop tapping his foot and biting his nails, and of course the fidgeting is what he hates most. It’s obvious he has something to say. So he decides to just get this over with.

He closes his eyes, let’s out a big breath he didn’t even know he was holding in and turns his computer off. Turning his computer off means he’s done, done for the night anyway, he still has so much work he has to do, he’s not even finished with the first song to move onto the next one. He just shrugs to himself, he guesses that’s just more work for him tomorrow then he had originally planned, oh well he doesn’t care. 

He says this now but in fact, he does care, just thinking about how much work he’s gonna have to do tomorrow, he tries not to get stressed out at the thought.

He spins himself around in his chair and faces Jimin, who’s currently staring at him in confusion.

“What are-”

“Cut the crap, what do you want Jimin" 

Yawning, he puts his entangled fingers behind his head. Jimin only hangs his head down, and for some reason, Yoongi gets the feeling that whatever Jimin’s about to say can’t be very important.

"Hyung……Minhee, she, she called me…" 

Yoongi only rolls his eyes, he’s happy he turned his phone off, he didn’t want to hear from anyone when he was working, if he would’ve heard from her he’d be pissed. Pissed only because she would of most likely started an argument about something completely unnecessary. The love he has for that woman has been slowly fading ever since they called quits on their relationship. 

That was when Nari, his daughter was 2 she’s 5 now.

Even if he’s thinking a lot about the situation his only comment to Jimin’s sudden confession is "What the hell does she want?”

Jimin smiles sadly at his words. “She wanted to know when we were coming home…” Yoongi moved his hands from behind his head letting his left arm fall down on the arm of the chair and using his other arm to combed his fingers through his bright blonde hair. “What does she mean? ‘when are you coming home’ is she at our house?” If she was at their house he would be extremely angry it’s not even Friday so she has no reason to be there, if his daughter isn’t there then he could care less about anything she has to say. He immediately felt his blood boil and rise up to his face. 

“Call her and tell her she needs to leave”  

The look on Jimin’s face showed nothing but pure panic, the venom in Yoongi’s voice was no joke.

“Ah, hyung you shouldn’t-" 

"Fine I’ll do it” He shut jimin up real quick, grabbing his phone and roughly pressing each number, he was clearly angry he could still be working right now instead of dealing with something so unnecessary. As soon as he had dialed the number she had immediately picked up the phone, saying hello and waiting for his reply. 

“Why are you at my house?” He tried to say as nicely as he could, but trying to pretend you’re not angry is hard for him, so he’s pretty sure she heard how irritated he was.

She huffed on the other side of the phone and he’s positive she rolled her eyes.

“Don’t get an attitude with me, I’m not happy to be here either.”

“Good, then you should leave”

“Believe me I wish I could, I’ve been here for hours waiting for you”

“No one said you had to wait for me.”


“You’re wasting my time, what do you want?”

For a few seconds, all he heard was silence, she coughed a little and made him wait a little longer before answering his question. “It’s Nari…..” Instead of leaning back in his chair he quickly rose up from his seat moving things out the way rather roughly on his desk his hands searching for his car keys. With no luck finding the keys on his desk he patted his body with both hands up and down holding his phone between his head and his shoulder until he found the keys. He was ready to leave if there was anything wrong. His anger quickly turned into concern, Jimin not having any clue what’s going on just left the studio but he assumed Jimin was getting his stuff. 

“What happened? Is she okay?”

“I’ll tell you when you get here…”

“No, tell me-" 

The call had ended before he could even finish his sentence "Motherf-” he decided not to let the word completely slip his mouth and breathed out instead, hurriedly putting his phone in his back pocket, rushing to leave he almost tripped as his foot hit the orange beanbag jimin has sat on just a few minutes ago, quickly catching himself he was happy when he found Jimin already ready to go with his bags as soon as he stepped out the room of his studio, without explaining he motioned jimin to follow him out to his car.

The ride home was quiet jimin didn’t ask any questions because he had felt how tense Yoongi was and he didn’t want to make any false accusations and make him tenser. Yoongi even cut on the radio and actually let a very stupid song play just to distract him from his thoughts. It didn’t help much.

Once they had reached home, he had quickly stepped out of his old car and made his way to the doorstep nervously fumbling with his keys, he was in fact so nervous that he even dropped them, twice.

“Hyung maybe I should do it-”

“I got it!" 

Jimin had jumped in surprise at his tone, he hadn’t meant to yell at him he really hadn’t he was just so..he didn’t even know what he was talking about, he rarely ever yelled in the first place he even found his throat hurting a little. He would’ve said sorry for scaring jimin, but a moment after he had shouted the door opened.

Revealing Jin.

"Your home-”

“Where is she?" 

Passing Jin her started to look around the house for his daughter, he headed straight to his and Jins bedroom first, the door being shut, he attempted to open it but Jin stopped him.

"Wait, she’s sleeping”

“I won’t wake her” He said coldly glaring as he looked back at him, he tried to open the door, but he was again stopped, not by jin.

By Minhee.

“Fancy seeing you here”

She said smiling her voice even till this day still music to his ears, quickly taking in her appearance she still looked the same, like the same woman he had fallen in love with, but he and her both knew she was long gone, somewhere far away, probably dead. He didn’t know, but he missed her.

His face hardens doing the opposite of what his thoughts are hinting him to do.

“Oh really?”

Her smile drops hearing the sarcasm in his voice, not like any of her smiles are real anymore.

“Well this is my house” He finishes 

“Whatever…” She mumbles quietly crossing her arms, over her chest. Here she goes again wasting time and not getting straight to the point.

“What’s wrong with Nari?”

“I lied”


"I said I lied okay…”

“What?” He says again but mostly to himself not sure he had heard her completely. “You lied, lied about what?” he continues. She looks down at her hands, and from anyone’s point of view it would seem that she’s feeling guilty for whatever she lied about, but he’s not falling for it, he knows her too well to fall stupid to her tricks.

He’s not buying it.

“Stop fucking wasting time and tell me what’s going on” he snaps

She doesn’t jump only looks at him sternly.

“I lied about Nari, she’s perfectly fine..”

Finally letting go of the door handle he’s been holding onto since he got home, he walks up towards her slowly. “Then why the fuck-" 

"I wanted to talk to you..”

He can’t believe this, he literally can’t.  "You called and made me come all the way fucking home just so you could tell me something? Couldn’t you have said it over the phone? it couldn’t have waited? I was fucking working-“

"It’s important yoongi-”

“So important to the point where you had to lie and bring our daughter into this?” he accused his voice raising just a bit, he could see jin behind him and jimin to his left, them both wanting to do something to stop the argument, he could tell they wanted to, but they dared not to.

“Yes, that important!”


“If I had asked to speak to you in person would you have come?”

“Like hell, i would”

“That’s why I brought up Nari, because I knew you would listen if she was involved, this is important yoongi so how about you listen to me for once in your fucking life!” she said yelling at him his face only inches away from hers now. He stepped back at her sudden outburst putting distance between them rolling his eyes.

“Fine,” his voice still cold even though he agreed to talk.

“Hurry up, I don’t have all night”

Jin reached out grabbed Jimin’s wrist and walking out to the room giving them both a small smile before completely exiting leaving them both standing alone in the silence. 

“I met someone..”

He rolls his eyes, this is so stupid. He moves his hand to his back pocket, hoping to find his cigarettes there, but they aren’t he hasn’t smoked since high school but he had a sudden urge to start again.

Letting the thought leave his mind he focused on the situation again.

“So? what does that have to do with me?”

She lets out a breath and sits down on the only couch in their house, she waits to speak and again he think’s she’s only wasting more time. He’s getting tired, not like he wasn’t tired before, like he said he was beyond exhausted but he had something to keep him focused something he was determined to finish. 

But this, this was just boring and utterly useless, he couldn’t even bring himself to really care.

“I’ll be in America for at least 3 months, with him….” she whispers afraid if her words might start something.

They do.

“How about you fucking stay there forever?”

“That’s not what I’m say-”

“Stop with the bullshit! just fucking leave! that’s obviously what you’re saying right?”

She stands up angrily standing right in front of him, her fist balled up to her side.

“No, yoongi you know that’s not what I meant!”

“It obviously is, you wanna leave, just fucking do it! Please, fucking leave! We’ll be perfectly fine without you, so go up there with whoever the fuck this guy is and don’t come back! we don’t need you-”

He hears it before he feels it, the pain stinging the left side of his cheek.

He was shocked but he didn’t show it on his face, she had never hit him, even when they were together. He would be lying if the tears in her eyes didn’t make his heart ache a little, but no she brought this on herself.

“Why are you so selfish yoongi….why do you only think about yourself, you don’t give a damn about how others feel.”

He listens to her words carefully, but he doesn’t even try to compare himself with her words. 

He smirks.

“Your right, I don’t give a fuck, now fucking leave never comes back.”

His cold words pierce her, and he can see it to them way her eyes widen slightly and the tears in her eyes threaten to fall, but before they can she quickly grabs her purse and hurriedly rushes to the door.


He just stands there. In the silence, his body oddly cold even tho the house is warm. 

She’s joking. 

She’ll come back, right?

He didn’t even mean what he said, he didn’t mean it. He didn’t mean to say any of that, but his brain spoke instead of his heart. Like it usually does.

He sighs making his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass from the cabinet and filling it up half way with foist water. God, he was such an idiot, he should’ve kept his mouth shut, and usually that’s not even a goddamn problem for him. But as soon as he says her face, heard her voice, he doesn’t know why but he just got so angry, even the thought of her made him angry.

He throws the glass cup in the sink, ignoring the loud clanking sounds it made, walking back into the living room him and Minhee stood in just a few minutes ago, and he lays himself down on the only coach they have. Staring at the TV, staring at nothing but the black screen it displayed.

He just wanted to sleep, sleep his stress away. Minhee would be back tomorrow he knows she will, she wasn’t really gonna leave.

Everything would be perfectly fine tomorrow.

7 am is the last thing he see’s before his eyes close, leaving him in nothing but darkness.


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Sunday Keepsakes | Nathan x Reader

disclaimer: i know nathan is not a good person. i am not putting a blanket over his actions in this fic. i, the writer, understand he’s not an innocent character and has made many terrible choices. im just answering people’s requests, please dont put me under the fire for it.

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Anonymous asked:   Hi could you write a fluffy NSFW nathan x reader but they’re married?

i loved writing this sooo much… i tried to age him mentally as much as i could, hopefully its not too ooc! enjoy <3

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Rain was the soft sound you’d woken up to. It pattered against the windows that were still covered by pulled down curtains, and when you rolled over you found the other side of the bed empty. You groaned disappointedly and brought yourself to sit up. Tired and hazy from your slumber, the blankets wrapped around your waist as you tried to crawl off the mattress, and you barely registered clumsily picking them off the floor before venturing out the door.

The hallway floors were cold against your feet even in early spring, and you shivered thanks to the exposure of only being dressed in a baggy t shirt.

“Nathan?” You yawned, fingers running along the wall as you peeked quietly into your child’s room. It was empty save for the the crib, and you smiled at the silence. Your baby was still sleeping soundly, and you realized this had been the first night in weeks that you’d had a full night’s sleep.

You called out for your husband again and shifted your fingers through your hair, then you turned into the living room and leaned against the wall at the sight before you.

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anonymous asked:

1 / 2 Few years ago I met Eleni along with D and R. She was very helpful to me. So I proceeded to take a selfie w/her and D jumped in the pic, grabbed my phone took the selfie. So all 3 of us in the pic. As he walked away he told me to NOT post the pic on social media cos Eleni doesn't like her pic taken. I respected that. There were always pic of her near D but never a posed selfie. Until this year! Selfies of Eleni out with D and the group has been posted online by the team.

2/2 Now she’s in pics with the team and friends at public outings. Like we got yesterday. Nothing is dropped unintentionally. Every photo is planned. Make no mistake Eleni wasn’t a last minute thought for pic released yesterday. She is now being portrayed as a good friend as well as Manager. Imagine my shock seeing so many pics of her this year. When D said she doesn’t like her pics to me, Eleni didn’t say anything. After all, she works for him.


Anon, remember Eleni’s position has changed dramatically over the years. During Hedwig Broadway, she was Darren’s assistant. Nothing more. And i honestly believe her sole mission was to do her job. I do not believe at the time she had any evil intent.

When Ricky started his own business, he hired her and everything changed. When i say she was his shadow, I mean she watched every move like a hawk. There is one video of him mentioning M unprovoked to a fan in reference to Halloween and I know of one other instance were this occurred. Make no mistake, mandated by her (very dangerous move if you ask me, mention her to one wrong person and you have trouble.  Darren is terrible in this situation and wears his emotions on his sleeve). I would venture to bet she was the mastermind behind fake christmas which would have been brilliant aside from one fatal flaw, Hedwig Blue Nails.  And I would not be shocked if she is behind selling this friendship btwn the roommies.

I also believe another intention of yesterday was to sell that D is cool with his team. That there is nothing but love. To try to make it so he can’t blame them when he comes out; Sad for them, Ricky is so beyond incompetent it is near impossible not to see not matter what you believe. .

I am curious to see how this all unfolds. Clearly, most important is her exit.  Needs to happen immediately.  But getting rid of Ricky is also extremely important. He chose Team Beard.  He has not worked for Darren in years. Does not care about him as a human or his well being. As long as he is bringing in $$$.  And I would guess he had extra incentive to promote her over him. So  I am really hoping D ends their business relationship as soon as he is contractually able.  And that would include Eleni who works for him.

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Jack had never met Sasha before, but he already knew he hated her. He’d only seen her in one of Rhys’ old photos that he took out when he was feeling nostalgic, although Jack knew that he kept it in the nightstand drawer on his side of the bed.

Sometimes, when Rhys wasn’t home, Jack would carefully take it out and look at it. Although he’d never say it to Rhys, he loved the goofy smile that he wore on his face in the photograph. It was the same one he wore whenever Jack cracked a stupid joke or said he loved him, but it looked different on his younger features. He had to have been no older than 17 when the photo was taken, sprawled out on a couch with his friends. One of them, a girl in a weird hat whose paleness nearly rivaled Rhys’, had her arms folded in mock annoyance. The blonde next to her, whom Jack recognized as Athena’s girlfriend Janey, was cracking a wide grin that showed off her braces. A Hispanic-looking kid could be seen lurking in the background, a bandana holding his ponytailed hair from his face and thick goggles hanging around his neck. He appeared to be laughing at what someone had said off camera. Jack wished he could ask Rhys what had been so funny– he knew that Rhys still remembered– but Rhys wasn’t particularly fond of talking about his life on Pandora, and Jack didn’t want to push him.

And then there was Sasha, whose mere presence pissed him off. She was on the couch next to Rhys, snuggled against his side. He had his right arm wrapped around her shoulders– his real arm, not the cybernetic one he had now– and Jack felt a twinge of jealousy. When was the last time Rhys had held him like that? He ached to be near him, to lean against his chest, to breathe in the sweet smell of his skin. After the fight, it was like he’d forgotten how to live on his own. He made a mental note to work in some extra cuddle time when this whole ordeal was over. But first, he thought grimly to himself, he needed Sasha’s help.

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