Yoon Dowoon ❤️: Dowoonie’s face when he’s focused on his drumming is really beautiful. You can see how much he loves it and how much passion he puts into his drumming. The way he just gets into the song and moves his head according to the beat is really adorable to watch. Sometimes he frowns or smiles during a song and even tho his fancams are rare, when you find one you can’t help but be captivated by this handsome maknae~
Heeey! So this is really random but it’s a part of the Jack imagine series so enjoy! There will be no imagine tomorrow because I’m heading over to my best friend’s house to spend New Years Eve with me mates haha, I’m so sorry! LOVE YOU THO xx
WARNING : sibling fluff ( might be cringy for some people haha)
a cold saturday morning, I shifted closer to the warm body holding me
and turned to face my boyfriend, Joe. One of his jumpers was keeping
me on but I only had my underwear on from last night’s actions. Our
bare legs were tangled and I smiled as I felt his lips on my
forehead. I buried myself in his chest as he held closer, if that was
even possible. Saturdays were our favourites because they were the
days where we could have our lazy routine and we loved every second
of it. I took in a deep breath, inhaling his scent. “Morning,love.”
Joe mumbled with his raspy sleepy voice. “Morning.” I repeated,
looking up to meet his tired blue eyes. He smiled and pressed his
lips against mine softly. I let myself get lost in the moment,
enjoying the start of this day. I pulled away when I heard my phone
ring. Joe groaned as I got out of his grip and rolled over to reach
for my phone on the bedside table. I frowned as I noticed that I had
a few texts and missed calls from one very special person. My twin
brother. The worry grew as I saw his texts. ‘Answer, please!’, 'It’s
really urgent’, 'I need you’, 'help me’. I felt Joe wrap his arm
around my waist, into a spooning position. “Who is it?” He
mumbled against my back. “Jack.” I said, immediately calling him
back. After two ringtones, he picked up. “What’s wrong?” I said
as I heard him answer. I heard him cough a few times before he
finally spoke. “I’m dying and I’m all alone. Can you keep me
company?” He replied, his voice was hoarse and deeper than usual. I
rolled my eyes and felt the weight growing on my chest waving over.
“Are you serious?” I scoffed with a small laugh. Jack started
coughing again on the other side of the phone and I felt quite
concerned. He was rarely sick but when he was, it was hard and long
so I knew he wasn’t lying. “Yeah. Please, come over.” He asked
and I sighed, not wanting to give up on my day with Joe but also not
wanting to leave my brother alone.
“Where the hell are Conor and
Josh?” I asked, relaxing onto Joe as he was starting to fall back
asleep. “They’re out to some shops. Please, Y/N. I need you.” He
insisted and I sighed, looking over to Joe. “Alright, I’m coming to
your rescue. Give me an hour.” I said and hung up, immediately. I
wasn’t mad at him for being sick, I knew he really wanted me to come
but I felt bad for Joe who I promised to that we’ll always have our
Saturdays. “I need to go babysit my idiot sick twin.” I said with
an amused smile on my face and Joe groaned once again. “Can’t he
take care of himself? He’s 23, come on!” Joe said, holding me
tighter. “Apparently not.” I sighed and enjoyed his cuddles a
bit more. “Okay, let’s get ready then.” He said and quickly let
got of me and got up from the bed. I frowned in confusion, looking at
him making his way towards the bathroom. “Wait, you don’t mind
coming?” I asked, surprised by his reaction. “Of course not!”
He yelled from the bathroom and I smiled to myself. A few minutes
later when I was still sitting on the bed, checking a few things on
my phone. I heard Joe come back in the room. “What are you doing?
Don’t we have a shower to take?” He said, casually and I let out a
small chuckle. “Oh, do we?” Joe smirked and walked back to the
following room. “Yes! Now, come on!” He replied and I shook my
head before joining him.
while later, after getting dressed and showered, Joe and I drove
towards my brother’s place. Once we parked, we walked towards the
front door and I opened it with the spare key I had to their house. I
quickly spotted Jack laying on the couch, eyes closed, absolutely
knackered. I felt bad watching him so tired and sick. Joe closed the
door behind him as I made my way towards Jack. I bend down putting a
hand on his forehead, feeling his body heat. He was boiling. I
brushed a piece of his hair out of his face and he shifted, groaning.
“Hello, sleepyhead.” I spoke softly and watched him rub his eyes
like a child. “Hey.” He said, just above a whisper and gave me a
very tiny little smile before he started coughing. I sighed watching
It was always like that, we both needed each other so much.
Maybe it was because we were used to cry in each other’s arms while
our parents where yelling and throwing stuff at each other while our
older brother, Conor, was trying to calm them down. Or maybe it was
simply because we were twins. But it didn’t matter at all because we
were siblings after all.
“Hey, mate.” Joe smiled at his friend
and Jack smiled back before sitting up very slowly. “We’ve bought
you some stuff!” Joe spoke with a wide smile before getting
everything out of the bag he was holding. I smiled at how he wanted
to help, he was such a great guy.
was around 8pm when I sat between my brother and my boyfriend on the
couch, turning on one of Jack’s favourite show of all time. As soon
as I sat, I felt Jack put his head on my lap and I smiled at his
gesture because it reminded me about how he always did this with our
mother. I smiled up to Joe as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders
and I leaned into him. “Thank you for helping today. You really
didn’t have to.” I spoke softly, inhaling his scent. “It’s okay,
I totally understand. I would have done the same if it was for Zoe.”
He said, kissing the top of my head, tracing patterns along my arm.
“You’re an amazing sister, you know.” He whispered and I looked
up, meeting his blue eyes, pecking his lips. “I hope so.” I said
and we chuckled slightly. “Nah, you’re terrible.” I heard Jack
mumble and softly slammed his arm.
We just continued on watching the
show but soon enough, Joe was falling asleep and I knew Jack wouldn’t
be long too. “Thank you so much.” Jack whispered, staying as
quiet as possible so he wouldn’t wake Joe up. “You don’t have to
thank me.” I whispered back and he looked up to me from my lap. “No
but seriously, thank you for being such a great sister. I love you.”
He spoke with a smile and I passed a hand through his hair. “I love
you too, jerk.” I whispered as I watched focus his eyes on the TV
again and we all fell asleep on the sofa pretty quickly.
considering that the last time there was a Big Incident, Leo posted a scolding message and then deactivated his twitter, I don’t think he deleted his Instagram and locked his new twitter account outta being hurt. I think he did it as a punishment because let’s face it: we broke his trust.
VIXX always trust us. They sit down next to us and knows nothing will happen to them. They like to be close because they know no one will touch them. this tho, this was kind of a low blow, so i can see it as a punishment. we don’t deserve the looks into his private life–minyool, vacations, etc–if we can’t control our shit.
of course, not all of us are to blame for the few actions of a group of delulus, but i figured this was just something to think about in case anyone’s feeling too shitty about what’s happened.
The morning sunrays sipping through the
worn out curtains in a motel room fell on Dean’s face. The hunter growled in
his dream and rolled to the other side, throwing an arm across the bed in
search for you. When his hand hit the mattress, he frowned in confusion and
opened one eye to see, that the other side of the bed was empty. Still half
asleep, he lifted on one arm to look around the room.
The bathroom door opened and you walked
out, smiling, as you saw a sleepy face of your man. He stared at you unconsciously,
his hair, ruffled from the last night, sticking in all directions.
“Good morning, sunshine ” you greeted him
happily, walking over to the window and pushing ugly yellow material aside to
let the sun in.
“Morning” Dean mumbled, falling back on the
mattress with a heavy sigh. He blindly patted the top of a nightstand, looking
for his phone. “It’s five in the freaking morning ” he groaned into the pillow.
“It’s also a beautiful, summer day
starting. Perfect weather for a morning run.” you said, reaching for your duffel bag to
change for the exercise.
THERE WAS AN ANON that asked if i used any references for drawing Dante and like man idk what the fuck happened to the ask after i published it so i`ll just answer it here
so i actually posted this before x and but say if you’re referring to the latest drawing
this one i actually referenced some of my old drawings from last year as well as Noah Centineo [for his general face and nose] and Ezra Miller [for his eyes and a little of his mouth]bc up until now i’ve still only got a very abstract image of Dante’s face, its somewhat consistent but I don’t have a solid idea like i do with Ari’s
the glasses tho the glasses are bc @andiree [i always cant mention her url]
A surprising amount of people asked for Burgerpants and Grillby. Like, specifically. In the same sentence. To my knowledge, they don’t know each other??? Is there something I’m missing here???? I say as I decorate the edges wall to wall with burgerpants’ face
Also no more icon requests please, the next set is my last one.
I kinda wanna move on and just draw stupid comics about my dumb headcannons while spiralling deeper into hell (ﾉ´з｀)ノ