There’s one mantra in PR: if a mistake is made once and corrected, it’s a genuine mistake. But if it keeps being made, no matter how dumb, it’s intentional. And that’s kind of how you distinguish PR Stunt from reality.
what they say: Jeonghan is such a popular member, you don’t understand what it’s like to bias an underappreciated member
me, in my head: Jeonghan is so much more than a pretty face and a “swindler”, and everything else he has been portrayed to be. He has showcased consistent growth and expansion in his talents along with a comfort in who he is as a person. He no longer clings to his title of being the angel, nor is his hair his defining quality. As someone who openly stated that he can’t do much without the members and is lacking, he has developed a talent for MC-ing and maintaining an entertaining atmosphere on his own. Jeonghan’s emotional intelligence proves to be an asset to his relationships with others, as he is able to read the member’s emotions and quickly deduce what to do to bring them comfort or note a discrepancy in behavior. He is able to convey these observations well when needed, in an understandable and gentle way. Since pre-debut he has been noted to be the member with the best personality. He can be mischievous but that doesn’t mean he’s uncaring or untrustworthy, in a sense he causes a small commotion because he finds his brothers cute and enjoys seeing their reactions to situations. On the note of emotional intelligence there is also comfort he has in his own emotions, as he is able to openly express his insecurities and thoughts on things that many idols would not feel very confident in doing so. He will openly cry over friendships that mean a lot to him, because he loves that deeply. His intelligence goes beyond that sphere - he is a quick thinker, resourceful and down right clever in achieving what he wants. He’ll come up with a course of action on the spot before anyone can react. OFD Staff members were even impressed with his quick thinking. He is not caught up in “the pride of a man” or pride in general, he’s a humble and will take everything in with reason, even if it invalidates his identity. He is comfortable in who he is and understanding of why he gets these comments - though you can see the slight disturbance in his eyes at these times (the boy is TIRED stop it). As a performer, Jeonghan has shown tremendous skill in integrating the emotions of the concept in his face, demeanor and actions. His vocals alone have improved quite a bit since debut, he has found the way to utilize the beauty and uniqueness of his voice. His dancing is fluid, sharp and gracefully articulated from torso to limbs. It’s like he transcends on stage in front of your eyes.
He was a freshly graduated young adult without a clue on what he wanted to do with his life and what he could do with his life due to his assumed mediocrity. Despite wanting to quit when times became difficult for him as a trainee, he didn’t. He preserved and is living the dream that found him.
His role model is Lee Taemin, as Taemin has shown growth in talent since his debut and has been noted for being skillful as an overall performer. Jeonghan is constantly striving to be better, for himself and for Seventeen. But people are more interested in his hair and soft features as opposed to his drive. Don’t tell me he’s not underappreciated just because he’s popular.
If I had the necessary computer skills I would totally make a masterpost entitled 'Louis is loved by all the boys' with relevant multiple images and gifs to correspond because I am convinced that all of the boys were/are in love with Louis and I don't blame them in the least.
Don’t worry, anon, I’ve got you!
He just tears out a chest hair!! And Niall just…lets him!
Niall GUSHING about Louis’s music and supporting him!
“I thought it was a very honest interview. I thought he was brilliant in it. But he knows that none of us every thought that, or think that. He’s an unbelievable guy, a great singer and someone that if…if…y'know, I’d say that we would have lost the plot along the way if we hadn’t had Louis. He was a very very very, extremely vital member of One Direction.” - Niall on the Observer interview.
Castiel has died and been brought back to life more times
than he can remember, but for the first time, coming back to the bunker feels
like coming home.
Sam and Dean turn in early, both clearly exhausted. Castiel
assures them he’ll still be here in the morning, and he means it. Still, he
doesn’t blame Dean for the doubt that flickers across his face.
It’s hours later, when Castiel is idly walking the hallways,
that he hears Dean cry out, muted and feeble. Castiel moves quickly down the
hall and doesn’t bother knocking, just pushes open the door. Light from the
hallway spills into the darkness and falls across Dean on the bed. He’s still
asleep, but very obviously in the midst of a nightmare, his feet kicking
fitfully at the sheets.
“Dean,” Castiel tries softly, taking a few steps into the
room. Drawing closer, he can see the tension on Dean’s face, and the sweat
that’s broken out across his brow. “Dean.
But Dean doesn’t wake, he only whimpers, and Castiel can see
tears start to leak out of his eyes.
Castiel moves right up to him, bending down and shaking his
arm gently. “Dean, it’s just a dream.” When Dean still doesn’t respond, Castiel
grips his shoulder instead and sits on the edge of the bed. Then there’s a loud
clatter of glass, and Castiel looks down to find a large pile of beer bottles
by his feet.
It’s then that Dean finally wakes, gasping and jerking
upright. Castiel pulls his hand away as Dean’s arms start flailing out in
panic. His t-shirt is soaked in sweat and sticking to his skin.
“It’s alright, you’re okay,” Castiel says quickly. “It’s
“Cas, you –” Dean gasps.
“I’m sorry, you – it looked like you were having a nightmare,
I was trying to wake you.”
Dean stares at him, his chest heaving and his eyes glassy and wild.
“Are you,” Castiel says, starting to feel a little
uncomfortable. Perhaps he shouldn’t have intruded. “Are you alright?”
Dean takes a few more breaths, then one hand shoots out to
yank at the lapel of Castiel’s coat. Castiel is tugged forward, then Dean lets
go only to wrap both arms around Castiel’s back and bury his face in his
Castiel hesitates only a moment before he’s bringing his
arms up as well, pulling Dean in tight. Dean exhales heavily, his breath hot
against Castiel’s neck.
It takes a while for Dean’s breathing to even out, but when
it does, Castiel loosens his grip and tries to move away. But Dean only holds
him tighter, hands fisting the back of his coat.
“Nope,” he mumbles. “This is happening.”
Castiel smiles, and then on instinct, and without really
planning to, he tilts his head and presses a kiss into Dean’s hair, just above
It was apparently the wrong thing to do, because Dean
freezes, going totally rigid in Castiel’s arms.
Stiles and Derek have been friends forever (as well as being secretly in love with each other). All of their friends are hoping they can finally get together in time for prom and are willing to push as hard as they need to in order to make it happen. (It takes an equal amount of kind pushing from their friends to get Derek to propose five years later, but Stiles and Derek could never find it in themselves to be angry since it worked out perfectly for them).
Maybe today you are your strongest self, and you’ll go for that long run, or finally take that cooking class, or finish that paper early. Maybe today you’ll move mountains.
Or maybe today the ceiling is low, and the world is small and your problems are large. Maybe today the most you can hope for is that you will take a shower, or brush your teeth. Today, the little things will be your Big Things, and that’s just what today is like.
Face today’s challenges, whatever they are. Bask in your accomplishments. Glory in your successes, however big or small. You deserve to feel victorious. You are brave and brilliant and strong and you will conquer this day, but today is not yesterday, and it’s not tomorrow either.
Your limits exist on a sliding scale. The only thing that doesn’t change is that
You know what I’ll never really get? The fact that Ron Weasley thought the spell “Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow” would actually work. For one thing it was told to him by his older twin brothers who are known to be pranksters, and for another almost every actual spell is 1-2 words that sound vaguely Latin and are not a ridiculous rhyme. Sure one could argue that without going to Hogwarts he didn’t know all that spell knowledge but he grew up around Magic and would have definitely heard spells said in the household.
Mostly I’m just salty about this because I can’t hear the word “sunshine” without immediately thinking of this silly rhyme.
izzica answered your question: “IM GOING ON A RICK AND MORTY HYPE whoooo has some suggestions I can…”
morty who’s super duper drunk off ricks stash and is super sad??? maybe morty who trashes ricks garage (lab) bc he’s just so angry at rick being gone (turning himself in??). morty just being troubled bc rick, his only friend, is gone.
Thank you for the suggestion! I honestly really wanted to draw the trashing the garage thing (a+ idea btw), but as you can see my skill with backgrounds is suuuuuppperr limited lmao ;;;
Jensen tiredly drudges up the stairs in his Malibu home, grumpy as all hell. He just lost $2,000 at a poker game and it’s safe to say that he’s ripshit.
Although he’s not concerned about actually losing the money, being a successful movie director has set his ass up for life.
It’s just the fact that he lost. He’s a competitive fucker, always has been and always will be. It’s in his DNA.
And to add fuel to the fire, his friends refused to give him another chance to win back his money. Claiming it’s too late and they needed to call it a night. It’s only midnight for Christ’s sake. Old bastards.
Genre : Fluff, romance,comedy,implicit language,sexual innuendos Pairing:Jungkook x reader Length: 29K words Summary : This is a series based on all of your first times with jungkook, from your childhood till adulthood
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THE FIRST TIME YOU CONFESSED TO EACH OTHER
2 days ago, Lusty&Nancy Bar, L.A, 00:42 AM
of alcohol and smoke was heavy as Jungkook was drinking his last shot of
martini before collapsing on her lap. She chuckled as she ran her soft fingers
through his raven hair. Those majestic looking lips, that gorgeous nose and
long lashes, could drive any girl insane at his sight, but only one girl could drive
the latter over the edge. He untied his tie as he dropped it on the cold ground
before making himself at home, sleeping on her lap. Jungkook was never
completely drunk, but had this tendency to collapse at random moments and wake
up randomly just to take off his clothes. He sniffled a few times before grabbing
onto the soft hand that was caressing his ears.
you….” he murmured half coherently “…Y/N”
face fell into a scowl as she heard your name coming out of his beautiful lips,
one more time. Every time, it would be the same story. He would hit her up,
they would talk for a few hours and he would end up drunk, sleeping on her lap.
Who was she? His business partner Park Sooyoung. Tall, brunette, pretty and a
bright future ahead of her. She made heads turn by her presence only. Being a
year older than Jungkook, she often talked informally to him even if he was her
superior. She never had any feelings towards the boy, but she couldn’t help but
feel irritated every time he mentioned your unknown name before casually
sleeping on her lap.
really wonder who she is, for turning him into a mess” she sighed
Jungkook’s eyes suddenly sprung open “Do you think she still remembers me?” he
unbuttons the first buttons of his dress shirt “Sometimes, I keep on wondering…
if she actually cares about me?”
I would like to give you an answer but—“
Jeon for you” he pointed at her before erupting in a fit of giggles “We’re
still workmates remember?”
only workmates” she clenched her fist
sounds like a sexier title as well. Right? How about Director Jeon?” he ran a
hand through his hair before crouching his shoulders “That’s supposed to be my
future title…” he grabbed her hand in his “Do you think I can do this?”
the question should be: Do you want to do this?” she replied in a heartbroken
right…” he laid his head back on her lap “What do I even want?” he laid the
back of his hand on his forehead “I just want to go back home” he felt a tear
slipping from his eyes
bring you back home?” Sooyoung smiled at him
The word home had a different meaning in
Sooyoung’s suggestive context
Today, Dorms at Seoul University, 12:32 PM
sipping on your lemon tea as it was the start of a new semester in your area.
You and your friends were about to have a blast for the last remaining weeks of
summer before tackling another stressful term. It might’ve been your second
year at Seoul University, but you never felt more than welcomed whenever
stopping by campus. You’d usually go back home during the summers and get back
to the dorms during the school year, but this year it was quite different, as
you had to get back to the dorm earlier. Something about a change of roommates
was occurring in your department. The dean’s daughter made a fuss about wanting
to change rooms so they had to rearrange the rooms. Knowing that you were the
only scholarship student in the residence building, they chose to make you move
out to make more space for the new tenant.
little brat, I swear to god, she’s so spoiled and idiot” Jimin groaned as he
watched you pack your belongings
that, Jimin” you nudged his arm “I mean, she does have a right to do this.
She’s still the dean’s, one and only daughter.”
change the fact that her IQ is lower than Hoseok’s grades. I despise people of
her type the most”
“Why do you
hate on her so much?”
she ruined your summer! You had to get on a 3 hours train ride to pick up your
stuff Y/N. Why can’t you realize that she’s an annoying brat? She purposely
made you move your ass from your vacation break to come in town.”
probably didn’t mean it that way! I actually decided to drop by in advance, so
stop it” you patted his arm
doesn’t change the fact that you need to leave your room” Jimin rubbed his
temples “Damn you, stupid Park Chaeyoung”
thought she had something for you though…” you raised a brow at him “Like a
tiny crush?” you winked
Whoah, that’s the best joke I’ve heard in a century” Jimin flushed a slight
tint of red “Girls like her are what I want to avoid the most.” He scoffed “In
the last two years I’ve lived on campus, I never saw a girl as whiny and as
spoiled as her. Do you realize that her majesty has a personal slave that holds
her goddamn haute couture Gucci bag? Even Taehyung who owns the whole Gucci
collection doesn’t do that kind of shit”
she asked nicely” you replied “It’s her last year before leaving for Ireland.
That’s the least I can do to help her, as a student”
problem with you Y/N” Jimin pointed at you “You’re way too f*cking nice to be
it’s just a room” you rolled your eyes
moving to the science department dorms! Do you realize how creepy most of these
thought they were brilliant though “you grabbed your clothes “Namjoon Sunbae is
such a cutie. He was the best T.A I ever had in my years here”
an exception, I’m talking about the weird guys who are in the engineering
department. They always become weird as f*ck around finals.” Jimin sighed “They
apparently become crazy because of their work load. Take Yuta for example! He
didn’t even last a semester in there! He gave up halfway and changed programs”
He sighed “These poor beings.”
you talking about those weird rumors of them being perverts? The boys who are
taking engineering at Seoul U, are cute though, well that’s what I always
thought” you commented “They’re not crazy”
they seem all normal, but that’s because you’re a girl. They won’t show you
their real nature” Jimin pressed his back on the wall
you? Mr. Psychology. Stop digging too far inside my brain with your
manipulative talks” you stared at him
you talking about?”
you so concerned about me, talking to the boys in engineering?” you raised a
suspicious brow “Is it Jungkook who told you to look out for me, again?”
So Megamind is a bit of a show-off, a rockstar and a mad scientist with an audience. Given his coloring and Minion, it’s easy to picture his people as semi-aquatic.
Have you ever heard songs underwater?
Specifically, the heavy bass notes you feel in your bones and the high notes which warble and dance their merry way to your ears?
I was just thinking about Back in Black and Highway to Hell, and the theatrical intimidation of those scenes, and I wondered if Megamind was subconsciously recreating a part of his culture.
(The police at City Hall, shaking like leaves in the wind and parting for the conqueror, like this is a king and everyone knows it - just look at him dance his way up the steps)
(Hal, once personally targeted, angered beyond reason and drawn away from Roxanne)
(Megamind, standing in a fountain giddy with success, and swarmed by cheering “positive feedback”)
I wonder if it’s partly the cultivated hive-mind of Metrocity, and partly…not so much telepathy as it is an energy. Like you’d find in a concert, or a play, where your emotions are pulled and tugged at will, Megamind comes from a people who use what they’ve built with their hands and the songs with the required tone and pitch to direct the crowds.