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Sassy- D.O. EXO

Originally posted by kaisoo-af

D.O. (Kyungsoo) x You (HANA) and Baby Areum

Words: 2475

Full of baby fluffs/sassy child

“Where’s daddy?” 

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Smelling the air of Korea again, it brings a lot of memories. Summer is officially here and that means travel. Areum and Jenny are both sitting with me, side by side. We are waiting for our luggages. They told us to leave first because.. Some celebrity? But yeah, I didn’t even see any.


What the– Gaww.. Why are girls so noisy and pitchy when they scream? Stop screaming. Jenny is chasing Areum.. Play? While I– Oo~ Our luggage! “JEN!” I hollered to her. She scoops up Areum and brought her over.

“What’s up with girls and screams?”

I just shrugged. Who cares. Our luggage are here. I grabbed the two luggage and we headed towards the noisy exit. Areum was saying something and with these noise, I can’t understand a thing she is saying. Areum is three now.. And wow.. She’s three now.


I looked up in the direction that Jen pointed and saw I black car, “IDOLS!” she said. I scrunched up my brows and watched it drive past. Some girls were running in our direction. I waved my hand for a cab and finally.. Finally out of this noisy airport.


Jen sat in the front with the driver. He’s a middle aged man. He’s conversing with her about America because she told him that we’re from America and that we’re here to visit. Areum is sitting next to me in her booster seat that we brought along, but she knocked out already. OH! I had a weird dream… Well, it wasn’t weird… It was like.. Unexpected, SURPRISE! In your face Kind-of-dream. I dreamt of Kyungsoo.. I dreamt that he met his baby girl and I panicked. I tried to run but he kept stopping us asking for answers and who she was. I-


I looked up at her and hummed to her.

“You okay?” I nodded and she turned back continuing her conversation with the driver. I looked to my baby girl and she is so sweaty.. I wiped her sweat from her fringe that are glued to her forehead and she moved a bit, sorry honey buns.. Her pouty lips. Too adorable. And her cheeks, ugk, to die for.


Areum woke up halfway to Auntie Annie’s new condo. It’s in the city now, nice. But it’s a more quieter side of the city… so the same kind of area when we last visited. Areum was talking so much with the uncle and laughing. He said that it was a good thing that I taught her Korean because Korean Americans now and other Asians are starting to lose their native tongue.. Like me. BUT HEY! I. Got. This.

We got off and he gave Areum some of the candy he had near his front seat and we thanked him before he left. It was early morning around 7AM. She’s probab–


We held onto our luggages and Annie– “You’re here!! She’s–” she stops and covers her lips. Jen and I both giggled at her. Annie’s reaction was priceless. She chose not to believe me when I told her I have a child now. Areum held my hand and tugged on my pant.

“She’s so cute.” coming closer towards her, “Hi.. I’m- What am I? Grandma?” I laughed and nodded, “Yes.”

“Come to grandma.”

She shook her head. I pat her back, “It’s okay. It’s only grandma. We’re going to stay with her for the summer. Introduce yourself.” She walked up a bit with her large sad eyes and bowed a bit, “Hello.. I’m Areum.” Her voice-super shaky.

“Awh, don’t cry.”

And she did. She turned around to me and she pouted tears on the verge of spilling. I hugged her and wiped away her fallen tears, “Don’t cry. Grandma just wants to know your name.” She nods and I stroke her short hair, “Shall we go in?”


Annie gave us our individual rooms. Her apartment.. condo .. what ever it is, is HUGE. It’s like a whole– I can’t even explain. Where did she get the money? She has 3 bedrooms and two baths, so, Jen had one. Baby and I shared one.

We set all of our things in the room and unpacked. Areum was looking around the room with a lollipop in her hand and wiping it, “Mommy,” I looked up at her and she wiped the extra goo off her lips, “Come here baby.” I motioned for her to come. She smiled and ran over, “It’s stuck to my hair.” she brushed her hair out of her face. I grabbed some napkins and wiped her lips.



“When..” she brushed her hair behind her ears, what in– “When. when is daddy coming?”

Daddy? I – dad?? Like her dad? My dad? Who told her anything about dad being here? I just gave her a dumbfounded look.

“Grandma said daddy is here.” she whispers. Damn it.. Mooooom~ I just smiled, “Dad’s still very busy okay?”

“I want to see daddy.”

Why is my child so emotional today? I.. Why all of a sudden? I kissed her cheeks, “Oh sweetie.” she’s going to cry and it’s just not going to end well today. Don’t do this.. Not today. I hugged her and sat her in my lap, “Daddy is still very busy. Daddy.. Dad will come when he isn’t busy, ok?” she nods and plants her face in my chest. I brushed my fingers through her short locks, “Want to go out today? With mommy?” Her large eyes looked up and met mine. It’s kind of red and nodded, “Yes.” I smiled and kissed her head, “Let’s go then.” pulling her up with me.


Jenny was tired so she slept and Annie.. Lady went out. Areum and I are going to the cafe to grab some drinks. She’s wearing her cute sundress. It’s a sky blue but a little bit lighter with white rimming the bottom of her dress. AND it has a bow on her stomach. It’s not too short or too long. I’m wearing a white tee and blue denim jeans with a jean jacket and a cap. She’s wearing a hat too since the sun is really.. It’s just hot.

I bought her some orange juice and a caramel iced coffee and headed for a nearby park for her to play at. She swung my hand back and forth, back and forth.. Like her dad. The resemblance is no joke. I think I’ve said it before right? That they are the same?… I believe so, “How is it so far?”

She nods, “It’s good.”

“Aren’t you tired?”

“No. Mommy is here so I’m not tired.”

You sweet talker. I smiled and nodded along. Nice. We walked about two blocks… with her in my arms as I carried her. She got tired.. I’m Super tired. And my drink that will fall and spill, “Mommy is so pretty.” she pats my face. I smiled, “Is that why you’re so pretty?” I asked her. She nods and thumbs up, “Yes.” I planted a soft kiss against her cheek, “You’re so sweet.”.. I think we.. where are we? There’s some girls here, but they look like tourists with their cameras hanging around their necks. Yea, Tourists. They were taking photos of this building and some guys coming out and entering a van in front of it. Now, that area is empty but that car. SHADE! I quickly walked towards the shade, thank goodness. I was going to pass out.

I placed her down and she drank her juice then pointed at the building in front of us, “What is that?”

“A building..” I chuckled a bit.

“I know.” she brushed her fringe and twirled. SUUURE You do little girl. I just chuckled and shook my head. She sung and sung her little butt off to some nursery rhymes and korean songs then idol songs. It was so cute. I shouldn’t have showed her any korean songs. It’s so funny. Her little butt was wiggling cutely. I laughed then checked my phone. Some updates on instagram. I recorded her on snapchat and posted it. She’s so silly. She wanted me to take photos of her, so I did. I showed her too because she wanted to look at them. So photogenic. She went back and did some peace signs and kisses. She twirled and twirled then stopped and suddenly bowed in the direction of the building– OH.. they’re looking, “Areum, let’s go honey.” she nods at me then bowed again at the men in caps. They waved at her.

She skipped over and grabbed my hand, “Let’s go mommy. I’m.. tired.” I pulled her up and carried her again since I was done with my drink and she laid her head against my shoulder, “Mommy.”

I hummed a yes, “Is daddy here yet?” I continued walked back the direction that we came from and the car early past us, “Hm.. no. He said not now.” I feel so guilty lying to her. He doesn’t even know about her existence. The car suddenly stops and the door opened. Hm? They probably forgot something or the—


Baekhyun… I looked at him then her. She looked up and pointed at him, “He was the one waving.” I looked at her him and he came closer, “is that you?”

“Baekhyun oppa..” I said and bowed. Great not what I planned at all. He came running as I placed her on the floor. His arms engulfed me and he told me how much he misses me and I smiled, “Thanks.”

“Who’s this?” he squatted. She walks up towards him and looked at me. I stared at her too, “Hello, I’m Kang Areum..” she bowed. He had a large.. HUGE smile and patted the top of her head, “You’re so cute. How old are you?”

She held up two fingers, “Three.” We both chuckled at her clumsy mistake. He took her hand and helped her, “Three. That’s two earlier” He looked up at me then stood up, “Where’s her mommy?” I scrunched my brows, what is he talking about? I’m right here– Oh.. I looked around us–

“Mommy,” she held onto my jacket.

“MOMMY?” out of surprise. His face says it all for Byun Baekhyun. I nodded, “Surprise?”

“Since when?” crossing his arms.

“It’s a long story?” shrugged a bit with a chuckle.

“Baekhyun, we have to go!” his manager shouted. He said ok and patted her head, “Give me your number so I can contact you.” I stood shocked, “My N-number?”

He hummed a yea and I nodded, “Okay..”

We exchanged numbers and he was saying how the boys are going to flip. I held onto his arm, “Don’t tell them about her… just yet.” He scrunched his brows, “Why not?”

“Just.. I’m not really ready…– just say it’s a surprise but just don’t mention my child.. Just yet?” He nods, “I’ll contact you.” he said before he walked back towards the car. What a meeting. I looked back at the building with Areum being fussy now, I didn’t know they got a different building.. Hmm.. interesting.

“Let’s go honey.” carrying her again.


I hollered a taxi and got us to the nearest food.. Restaurants because my child is hungry and ooh… AHH! It was a really quiet place with not much people. We both hopped off the taxi and went in. The auntie who works there took us to a table and handed us the menus before leaving. I don’t really care if it is extravagant or whatnot at least.. You know.. It’s food. Areum can do a lot of greasy food.. Her poo will.. You know, diarrhea.

I sat her down across from me and ordered her some kimbap with some of the glass noodle dish. I’m a bad mother I know.. First time mother. But don’t worry, I ordered her soup that isn’t spicy. And for me, I ordered kimchi jjigae with rice for both of us.

“She’s so pretty.” the auntie complimented her. We both thanked her. Areum did her little bow and threw in her honorifics and it continued from there, saying that she is well mannered and super pretty. I couldn’t thank her enough for the compliments before she left to tend some other people who sat two tables away.

“Mommy,” she began again with her hair. What is up with her and her hair? “Hm?” I answered, she batted her eyes and I gave her a crooked smile, “Do I look pretty like how the grandma said?” Where did she learn to bat her eyeballs at me? And why is she leaning across the table like that with her eyes all big? I chuckled and nodded, “Mhm, Areum is the prettiest in the world.” I pinched her cheeks. She smiled a warm smile with her heart shaped lips… the same smile as her daddy’s. Hmph.. guilty. I feel guilty. Her dad is somewhere here but I’m.. I’m keeping her from knowing it. She’s going to hate me so much.

 “Thank you” As the auntie placed our food on the table. I grabbed some food for Areum and she began to munch on them and saying how it was delicious as I began to dig into mine. She loved the glass noodles the most. She hardly touch the kimbap. I made her eat some because.. There is NO WAY I can finish it by myself after this meal, “I want ice cream.” as she ate her food. She just stared at her plate. I nodded, “After you eat.” She smiles and nods. The people who came in after.. I swear, they keep staring at us. I can see it from the corner of my eye.

We were stuffed.. Like a turkey on Thanksgiving Day. I asked for a box so I can take it with us because her kimbap.. And her noodles. I wiped her lips with a napkin and turned towards the other table who is basically watching us. Who– Chan–


“Chanyeol?” I whispered. Baby girl looked over too.

“Hana?” I laughed hearing his voice. That super deep voice, “Chanyeol?” He smiled and walked over with a hug. I hugged him too and–

“Mommy,” I looked at her– oh yeah, “That’s my daughter.” I told him. He looked at us and –

“Since when?  Why didn’t you tell me?” he chuckles.

“Yeeeaa.. Long story.”

“How old are you?” he squatted down to her eye level. She smiled, “Three,” with her two fingers again. We laughed and he helped her with her fingers. “Where’s her dad?” they both looked at me. I forgot how my face suddenly hardened– “Mommy says daddy is still singing.”

Seeing someone else pop in from the door– was my dream.. Some sort of foreshadowing th– “KYUNGSOO!” the other guy from the table screamed. He bowed to them and— OH NO. My heart just dropped. Kyungsoo..

my dudes

my buddies

my pals

Let’s be real for a second in terms of like where this show is headed with regards to my favorite character (surprise it’s Lance jk no one is surprised)

Recently this tweet happened:

And some people are taking this really well and other people… not so much. Which makes sense since all of us have been like #thirstin for something more for Lance and have been met with a lotta nothing, but I think this tweet is actually a good thing.

So in this recent interview with Kimberly, Josh, and Jeremy, Jeremy basically says what he’s been saying since day 1 that’s been echoed by a lot of the other cast members and crew.

Basically: Lance will step up to the plate and he’ll become more of a leader and take on more responsibility but at the end of the day…




And when people ask for more about Lance in terms of his character, you don’t really hear much beyond this, which is exTRemEly frustrating but just hear me out.

It might not be this deep but I think it’d be cool if there’s a reason for the Voltron team being so adamant in the fact that “Lance is Lance.” And he will always be no matter what. This can go one of two ways.

1. Lance is Lance because he will always only be comic relief. 6 seasons of comic relief. That’s him. He’s Lance. A flirt. Cocky. Goofy. Sure he might have some moments like we’ve seen in S1 and S2 but for the most part he’s there to be the team goofball to make everyone laugh (or groan with frustration and annoyance)

Which is shitty and terrible and I will be so angry if this is what goes down but for now let’s move onto the MUCH BETTER option 2.

2. Lance does become a leader (maybe a co-leader? Right hand man? stays the Blue Paladin and just kinda steps up more? whatever) but no matter how tough things get, no matter how worn down the team is, no matter how hopeless the situation seems, Lance can still be Lance. And I don’t just mean he’s able to crack a joke at a tense time to lighten the mood, though that also is a part of it. I mean that he is able to keep a level head and calmly think things through even in chaotic or near impossible situations

That he is always concerned about the well-being of other and is willing to lay down his life for his friends (AKA PEOPLE HE JUST MET)

That he’s also not afraid to call out these friends when he thinks they are making a mistake (there seems to be a running theme with this one…..)

That he’s also appreciative of his friends and pays attention to their needs/wants and their strengths

And that he will always go down swinging

But maybe most importantly, and this is what I hope the Voltron team is trying to get at, Lance will never lose his joy and excitement and happy go-lucky demeanor. This is what makes him the Blue Paladin (and also why I think he would make a great Black Paladin but anyways….). He’s the glue of the team and this means more than just being the comic relief and making ill-timed jokes.

I really love the Lance that is able to start a weird space spore fight or wants to knit sweaters for Arusians. I love the Lance that enjoys doing a crazy dance while explaining their extremely dangerous plan to defeat Zarkon. I love the Lance that has fun coming up with wild ideas about what else could be locked up in Beta Traz. It’s not that he’s not taking his job as a Paladin seriously but rather that he is trying to take this crazy situation in stride as much as possible. We know that he can be worried, insecure, and lonely, but this never stops him from being who he is. He stumbles, loses confidence, regains it, and stands back up again ready to start swinging at the next asshole who decides to come for him and his friends.

Lance is adaptable just like water. He might come in different forms (serious, competitive, caring, homesick, flirtatious, etc) but at the end of the day it’s all of it is a part of who he is. He might need to get better at figuring out the appropriate timing of being leader Lance or flirty Lance, but it’s not like he has to lose the more immature part of him to become a more well-developed character.

So when people say “Lance will always be Lance,” I’m actually pretty fucking thankful. I’ve read some Langst where Lance becomes more “Keith-like” to cope with his insecurities which……. I’m conflicted about. I don’t think he needs to go as far as NOT be him in order for the team to learn to appreciate him more. So I think this affirmation from the staff that Lance will always be himself no matter what makes me believe that he will be what keeps the team together through the difficult and tumultuous times to come. That even despite his clear self-doubt he will be able to put the team and others first and maintain his role as the glue. That he will still manage to grow and change as a Paladin AND maintain the things that make him Lance.

There will be growing pains, of course, (I’m guessing a lot to do with Keith) but just because he’s insecure doesn’t make him weak. Lance doesn’t have to become more serious or stoic in order to be taken more seriously or be more “mature.” Then he wouldn’t be the Lance we know and love. He can withstand the challenges to come and develop as a character without sacrificing these integral parts of himself. He is capable of SO MUCH and I can’t wait for him to unlock the potential that was always there within him and makes him who he is.

Punk (Chap. 11)

Originally posted by coporolight

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: ~2500

Warnings: Language, mission/war related violence and gore, shooting, battle related injuries/casualties/mayhem

A/N:  My sincere apologies for how long this has taken.  I’ve been dealing with some personal things and, quite frankly, it took away all desire to write.  I hope you like this chapter, the photo with the shield later on in the story is actually the inspiration for the entire series.  So you can get inspiration from anywhere :)  I want to thank everyone who stuck around waiting and who has been so helpful and kind to me.  Also, I’m very excited to continue writing more chapters!  Thank you for your continued patience.

As always, feedback is always appreciated.  Please let me know how the ‘action’ plays out as I am always looking for ways to improve my storytelling.  Thanks!

Your face fell in horror, but you seemed to be the only one moving, the rest of the world seemed to be stuck in some sort of time lapse.  Bucky was still just crouching there, holding the boy, with that stupid, beautiful smile still plastered to his face, not yet seeing the danger, not yet registering your alarm.

No no no no no no NO!  Your mind was screaming the words as you tore your gaze away from the scene.  The man was getting closer.  NO!

You bolted forward, shoving the woman into the alley screaming for Bucky to run, ripping your vocal chords in the process. Your legs felt like they were trudging through molasses, like some force was pulling you back, weighing you down. And each step on the pavement felt like an elephant stomp making the ground shake.  But it was as if you weren’t moving any closer.  But you had to.  You had to.   Because what was about to happen could. not. happen.

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Yeee I’m back with some content: my shot for @gemanimate #2
I put a lot of effort in it despite my graduation and other stuff (portfolio/website/CV/HALP). Pearl turned out better than Rose, I know. But I really tried my best with her (don’t know how many hours I spent animating rose’s hair…).
I think I had a good idea when I decided to use my style instead of SU style (like in my past shot for the first gemaninate) and I think I improved a lil bit since then. But let me know what you think! :)
Can’t wait to see the whole project! There are so many high quality shots!!

see you as soon as I can with the Wip video.

Beautiful In White (M)

Originally posted by cuteguk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Adorned in an exquisite ivory A-line dress, you’re the most beautiful Jungkook has ever seen you. After all, it is your wedding day.

Word Count: 7,182

Genre: Angst (?), smut

A/N: I originally planned this to be an angst but then my thirsty ass ended up incorporating some smut into this. Please let me know what you think about the angst though, did I do it right? I would like to improve so any constructive criticism would help! Oh and everything in italics are flashbacks.


The only word that could come close to describing your mere presence as he watches you weave your way through the round tables. You’re being pulled into an awkward hug every second by guests as they try to figure out how to overcome the barrier that is your dress without ruining your hair and makeup. He watches as you converse animatedly with the guests, some of whom he does and does not recognize.

You tuck the strands of hair that frame your face behind your ear, only to have them fall back to where they were just seconds ago, but he gets a brief view of your face. Your cheeks are stained with a light pink tint, your lashes expertly curled in a way that showcased the eyes Jungkook fell in love with, face properly contoured – a term which Jungkook unwillingly learned after having to watch too-many-to-count make up tutorials with you – and your lips, smothered in god knows how many different brands of lipsticks. The end result of four hours of makeup was nothing short of perfection. Jungkook mentally curses the stupid rules and superstitions that forbid him from seeing the bride before the wedding day.

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Punk (Chap. 8)

Summary: You’re head over heels for your best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 4284…oops

Warnings: Same as always

A/N: Okay here it is chapter 8.  Let me know if the flow of this chapter is okay, if it makes sense.  I’d like to get a better feel of how I construct scenes so I can improve for the future.  I LOVE feedback, you have no idea.  So don’t be afraid to lemme know how you feel!

Also, there is a line in here with an asterisk (*) after it.  It is a paraphrase from Criminal Minds season 3 episode 8 said by Penelope Garcia to Derek Morgan and it is something that has always stuck with me and I just thought it was so perfect for this chapter.

Perhaps watching Investigation Discovery’s documentary on the world’s most notorious serial killers at one o’clock in the morning while finishing off the leftover apple pie in an essentially deserted tower wasn’t the smartest move.  Every sound was suddenly more sinister and every shadow could be hiding a deranged murderer who wanted nothing more than to chop off your head and keep it in the freezer, which had startled you so badly when it spit out ice cubes into its inner bin that you spilled an entire glass of water on Ferdinand who ran shrieking from the room and knocked over what was probably a very expensive vase. Fuck.

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Love in Color

Originally posted by inhindsightt

Written by Danielle

Word Count:2,059

Category: Fluff with slight angst?

Warnings: I don’t know if this is really a warning, but I felt like I should add it. If you’re color-blind in anyway or deal with anything similar this may be sensitive to some. Writing this definitely me think about how some people may not see colors and I tried to grasp the feeling in this fic.

Request from @palebun-16 :  Hello!! Could I request a peter Parker x female reader soulmate au where when you see your soulmate you start to see colors and peter sees them but only as spider man? And then the rest is up to you! Thank you!

A/N: Thank you for your request @palebun-16 ! This request really made me think. I thought it was a super clever idea and then I got scared because I had no idea how I was going to do it justice. It’s such a cool concept that I didn’t want to ruin. It was definitely a challenge for me! I’ve always struggled with writing but really appreciate the support and feel like I am improving. :) I hope you like it! Let me know what you think and requests are still open! We do have a few still were working on so it might take a while, but we are determined to do them all so thank you for your patience! 

Living in a colorless would can get quite boring, well to you at least. Everyone seemed to be used to seeing in black and white until finding their soulmate. A lot of people didn’t even seem interested in seeing colors, but that was not your case. Being a hopeless romantic gave you the dream to find that one person that would be your true love, and along with that came with the dream of seeing color. You couldn’t help but imagine what it felt like to have that one person that cared for you so deeply, and to care for them as well; having each other’s backs and going through life together as a team.

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YOI Artist Blogs
Master Google Database for all YOI Artist Blogs! Open for anyone to edit!

As a huge fan of the incredible fan art that’s been produced in YOI fandom, I thought I would start a master database of all of the artists in YOI! 

Since I can’t possibly follow every single YOI artist in all of Tumblr, I’ve only listed the artists I follow currently. 

If anyone else wants to help collaborate by editing this doc and adding to it, please feel free to do so! If you are an artist, please feel free to add yourself; if you’re a fan, please feel free to add someone else whose art you like. 

Click here or the title for the link to database

This database categorizes artists by: ships/characters drawn; NSFW; requests; commissions; repost policy; and preferred language!

I wasn’t able to figure out some of the answers for categories for many artists, as they did not have an FAQ page, or it wasn’t immediately apparent on their page, but did my best! I know I’m missing a TON of amazing artists, so if anyone wants to help, I think this would be awesome. :D 

Currently listed artists include:

@1o8k @aina-p @alpakappa @amelin-art @ask–viktor @ammeja @badlydrawnyuurikatsuki @badlydrawnseung-gil @blau678 @brilcrist @campaignofmadness @chaotichero @cookiecreation @crimson-chains @cubisticking @dedemidianart @doodlesonice @dorkishdorkish1905 @gairanelixir @hasuyawwn @kaciart @kamisartvonkunst @kantonliu @lamenart @mikkapi @minatu @nerfitisketch @niyaokul @redzonest @sakihokoru @seek-victory @shynii @themightynyunyi @yukipri @yurionniiice

If you are an artist above and would like to be properly categorized, please check out the doc. ^_^

Please reblog! <3 

If you have any suggestions as to how this database can be improved, please let me know!! ^^

Desperate for Love [Suga Angst]

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

“Desperate for love is a weak emotion.” 

You wanted him to grab your hand, hold it and make you feel loved and warm just by the slight touch. You wanted him to look at you, like you were the only girl for him, the only one who could capture his heart. You wanted to have those lips on yours, giving you the first kiss worth remembering. You wanted him to love you, feel the same for you as you felt for him.

Min Yoongi was cold when you knew that deep down, he was a warm hearted person who cared. Under all that fake stone hard face, you knew there was once a different Yoongi. Although he was rude and mean towards everyone, including you, you still found yourself in deep, deep love.

You wished that you could say that you could see who the nice Min Yoongi was. But you couldn’t. He wasn’t readable. His mysterious vibes and personality was something any other human would avoid. He wasn’t someone you wanted to involve yourself in.

The problem was, you couldn’t keep yourself away from him.

He was beautiful.

He was beautiful with whatever scar he had over his heart that made him the way he was.

Min Yoongi was your roommate of three years and through all those years, never once have you heard him laugh or seen him smile. He didn’t do smiles, he smirked.

Since the day he moved into your apartment after contacting you and asking if you were still hiring out the guest room, you had accepted him after searching up him on Facebook. He was hot, was your first thought when that profile picture of him appeared on your screen, late that evening.

Now, three years later, it still felt like you knew as much about him as you knew three years ago, nothing much, even if you were now his girlfriend of a month.

After years of threats and deals from your side, you were now his girlfriend but that didn’t mean that he was any different. He still made it pretty clear that the two of you should keep your lives separately although you lived in the same apartment.

“Food’s ready!” You shouted and placed down the two plates of creamy pasta that you had made for yourself and Yoongi.

A few minutes later, Yoongi appeared with a towel over his shoulders, his hair still wet from the shower. Your eyes automatically travelled down his tight fitting tee before up to his well sculpted face again. “Uhm- Here.” You said, blushing before giving him his fork.


You nodded and sat down in front of him on one of the bar stools.

This was what he could do to you. One moment you could be perfectly fine, talking like a normal person and even singing to one of your favourite songs. But whenever he looked that good, which was basically everyday, you couldn’t help but fangirl over your own boyfriend, on the inside.

“How was your day?” You asked, taking a bite from your pasta.


Once again, you nodded and bit your bottom lip, not knowing what to say next since he didn’t ask you about your day.

“I had a great day today, I went to the interview I told you about two days ago. You know the one for the skin care company?” That somehow caught his attention because he looked up to you from his phone with raised eyebrow.

“The Face Shop?” You nodded, gulping down some water. “Yeah, that one. I know you told me not to apply for that work but there’s absolutely no other choice. I’ve been trying to find a job - for what - over a year now.”

“I told you I don’t want you to work at that place. You can find another job, Y/N.” He said, looking at you with a seriousness that you had never seen him in before.

“Why? I need money and they’re kind enough to let me work there. I’ve met the boss as well. She’s really kind and she’s young, perfect. I don’t want to get into a fight with an old lady again.” I explained, remembering back to my previous job that I said up from because of the bossy bitch of an owner.

The fork he was holding on was set down with a thud before he stood up, his breathing hard.

“I’ll tell you once again, Y/N. I don’t want you to work there and it’s best if you listen to me.” He warned, making you completely shocked. “What?”

“Listen, we can find you another job, okay?”

“No. This is my chance, Yoongi. My boss even told me that she was going to pay me more if I could do my work. I won’t just give that up because you said so. And what’s up with that tone? Why would you use that tone with your… with your girlfriend?”

“You gotta be kidding me,” he sighed and pulled a hand through his hair. “Are you using that against me right now? So what if you’re my girlfriend? Do you even consider this as a relationship? Have you even had a boyfriend before? How childish are you, Y/N?!” Shocked and angry, you stood up as well and walked over to his side, facing him.

“So what if I consider this as a relationship? So what if you’re my first boyfriend? So what if I’m being childish? At least I’m not being moody twenty-four seven, like you!” You snapped, glaring at him.

He didn’t even budge a bit. He just stared at you. Before he burst out into laughter.

If it was any day but that day, you’d be happy to finally hear his laugh but then you realized that this wasn’t a laugh that told you that this was all a joke, that he was just kidding, that everything had been a prank.

No, it was a humorless one and you hated it more then his stone hard, careless face.

“Agreeing to this ridiculous thing was a big fucking mistake. You’re naive, bothersome and nothing but a big fucking mistake. You’re desperate, Y/N.” He picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth before throwing it on the not up eaten plate of pasta. He was turning around, stalking towards his room when you decided that it was enough.

“Do you even like me, Min Yoongi? Or am I just what you just called, naive, bothersome and a fucking big mistake? Oh, and let’s not forget desperate. Is that everything you see in me?” You asked, swallowing the lump in your throat. This was not a time to look like a loser.

“That’s exactly what I think of you, Y/N. The only reason I agreed to the whole boyfriend and girlfriend thing was because I felt bad for you. You’re desperate for me to show you any kind of affection and it got annoying, I had to do something. And then you’re naive, not even realising that I don’t want anything to do with you.”

You took a few steps towards him with your clenched fists by your side to keep you sane. “Why are you like this? Why are you treating me like I’m nothing when all I’ve done is to care for you?”

He looked at you and something in his eyes flicked before it vanished and he was back to his stone cold face. But this time, there was a frown on his face.

“You want to know why?” He asked before continuing without even waiting for my response.

“You’re not my style. You’re not someone I can fall in love with. You’re childish and annoying and carefree. You fall too easily and you love too hard.”

It hurt, what he said, it hurt like a thousands of needles just went through your whole body before repeating the same process for several times. God. “That’s not the only reason, isn’t it?” You asked, challenging him to confess everything.

“There’s more than those things about me, right? You’re cold to everyone. You’re rude and you don’t care about people who cares for you. Why are you like this, Min Yoongi? Why do you treat people like they’re not worth a shit?” With each question, you took a step closer to where he stood, just outside his room.

He seemed shocked about your questions because something flicked in his eyes once again, but this time, it stayed. He looked so fragile that you were afraid that he was going to break. You had never seen him react to something you said like that. He’d usually just ignore it because, apparently, you were annoying.

“Answer the damn question, Min Yoongi.” You said, this time, you took two big steps until you were a few feet away from him. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”


“You’re not her.”

It was enough but he didn’t stop there.

“You’re not her and you will never be her. You’re name’s not Ji Hyo. You don’t have her short, wavy hair. You don’t look like her and you don’t even have the same accent. You don’t have dresses and you don’t use make up. You’re desperate for my attention when I was the one desperate for her attention.” His eyes softened but his shoulders stiffened, as well as his whole body.

“Have you ever loved someone so much that it hurts just by knowing that she could still have such an affection on you everyday because of her damn company?! Her face is everywhere I go and now, I’ll need to hear about her from your mouth as well?” You gulped and watched as his forehead made a small crease between his eyebrows.

“I love her even when she’s not here but I don’t love you even when you’re here, constantly. I miss her when the last thing I want is to see her but I don’t miss you even if you leave home for days. I need her as if she’s my oxygen but I don’t need you even if you give me everything that I need. I want her like she’s some kind of obsession but I don’t want you, because you’re too easy.”

“Stop, please, stop.” You said, collapsing down on the floor when you felt like your legs would give out any time.

He looked down at you before saying something that would break you and leave scars all over.

“I will never be able to let her go, like I can let you go.”


Hello my butterflies!

Hope you guys are doing great and enjoying your weekend. I’ve missed you guys dearly, I’ve missed writing one shots and spending some time here on tumblr. 

And tomorrow’s bangtanboysoneshot7′s seventeenth anniversary! Wow, it’s been over a year since we started this blog and I’ve met so many great people here and improved my writing as well as gotten steps closer to ARMY and BTS by heart. 

I hope you enjoyed this one shot, please let me know if you did by giving it a heart and if you want a part 2, please let me know about that as well! 

I miss & love you loads! Please take care! ~

[SUMMARY: Negan doesn’t allow his wife to work in the sanctuary on Valentine’s Day. Although she still tries to so that she can gain respect, Negan leaves the men with a warning so he could have her all to himself.]

Smut/Semi Fluff

Negan and Ebony.

Keep reading

BTS reaction to having a crush on you, their new choreographer

requested by anon


“You’re really pushing me to do my best, I bet it’s really exhausting teaching us-oh what a surprise, I brought more food than I usually eat, here you need to eat too!”

*totally brought it on purpose to sweep you off your feet with his cooking*

Originally posted by i-am-called-k-pop-trash


*gives his all during practice trying to convice you he’s not as lazy as he seems* 

“You teach us so well. Let me teach you something in return.” 

*takes you with him to the studio to work on new songs*

Originally posted by minyoongiaesthetic


*asks for extra hours, just you two so he can get to know you better improve*

“Is this how you do it? Can you show me again?”

Originally posted by pikakira7x


*since he’s the lead dancer he works very closely with you*

“How do you think it will look if we include this move in the choreography?”

*smiles brightly when you praise him, because he want to impress you with his talent*

*dance-teacher-mode activated*

Originally posted by hoseokxx


*shy af*

*sneaks glances at you every so often trying to catch your attention, keeping his eyes on you in the mirror to make you look at him*

Originally posted by sosjimin


*making jokes and meme-faces left and right, 24/7*

“Y/N-nim, look here! I have the best move out of all other hyungs!”

Originally posted by vthesecretoilet


*comes up with creative ideas to incorporate in the choreographies*

“Y/N-nim, do you think we can change this part a little or? Maybe it doesn’t fit, what’s your opinion?”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

*this gif will be the death of me*


Reason Living full piano cover
Original by SCREEN mode; cover by me
Reason Living full piano cover

Reason Living full piano cover…
I reli like this song >u< especially its arrangement (the strings are so nicesu ahhh =v=)

Tbh this cover is not reli satisfactory ;-; 
There are mistakes and details I ignored I know T^T
God I wish I had three hands ((no
I tried to improve it many times to include more details already, but for now this is all I can muster, it is still not quite satisfactory and my hands are hurting… OTL I’ll see if I can improve it further when I hv time TvT

Despite everything, hope you like it… ;u;


10 Ways to Manage Your Time on a Busy Schedule

Sometimes life decides to throw everything your way at the same time, and this can lead to stress, no social life and little time to relax and get your head together. This can ironically lead to more stress which is not ideal when you’re trying to organise your busy schedule on top of everything else!

Listed below are my Top Ten tips on managing your time on a busy schedule. Don’t feel you have to copy all do all of them and if you have a method or routine you follow I’d love to hear about it! It took me ages to find what worked for me, and I researched and tried many different ways of managing my time before I stuck with these, so be patient with it, and you will find what works for you too.

1. Have a calendar - This is a massive part of my time management, but there are so many different types of calendars these days it can be hard to know where to start. I have a wall calendar which I find helpful, but I tend to use it only to outline important dates and social events as there is not space to include everything I need to do. I have recently found, however, that the calendar on my phone works really well for outlining everything in my day, and even though it means you have to spend 10 minutes every day planning out your next day, it’s really worth it. Google Calendar is also a great way of sheduling everything in your day, especially if you carry your phone or laptop everywhere. Alternatively, having a monthly prinatble is a great way of keeping track of what’s coming up (COMING SOON!).

2. To-Do List - This helps me to prioritise everything and catch up on all my work, but like with calendars, it can be difficult to know where to begin. I lay mine out on a spreadsheet or a table because I find that heavily organising it can help, but the ‘Notes’ app on my phone also works when I am very busy. I recently bought a Pukka Pad To-Do List Planner which is so good for my every-day to-do list.

3. Have a morning and evening routine - Structuring your mornings and evenings is very beneficial when there’s so much to do, and it can help both your productivity and healthy mindset for the day. It has taken me a while to find out what works for me and it has only been recently that I have stuck with something (this was very difficult at first but it has made me a lot more productive and efficient during the day).

4. Eat the frog! - Not literally. But what I mean by this is that it’s really beneficial if you tackle your most difficult or unwanted task(s) first. Get them out of the way during the most productive part of the day (the morning), and then you can look forward to the more enjoyable tasks later.

5. Reward yourself - This doesn’t mean spending lots of money or taking really long breaks, but make sure there is something to look forward to once you finish a task. Even if it’s making yourself a coffee, buying yourself a cookie, or even taking a short walk around the block during your break, this will allow your mind to relax for a minute which is very beneficial to your productivity and health.

6. De-clutter your workspace - It sounds weird, but if you work (or even live) in a tidy environment, it really does help to clear your mind. Messy or cluttered workspaces or bedrooms can lead to stress, depression and unhappiness, so make sure you take the time to declutter your desk or bedroom floor because this will keep you healthy and clear your mind.

7. Minimize distractions - Distractions are everywhere nowadays and are more tempting than ever but make sure that you turn off your phone or block the apps on your laptop whilst you’re working so as not to distract you. Have music or the radio on in the background if it helps but don’t start raving to it when you’re supposed to be working, as this can waste a lot of time that you could have spent on more important things!

8. Try to pre-prepare when possible - It is always good to get ahead, and it can save you a lot of time in the long run. Do important assignments or tasks as soon as you get them so as to stay on top of things, and don’t put large projects aside if you know the deadline is a while off - chances are you’ll forget about it until a few days before it is due, and then go into panic mode meaning you won’t be working to the best of your ability. Also use any small spaces of time you have to do something productive, whatever that may be. It may be tempting to take longer breaks or scroll through social media, but those small chunks of time add up, and you could end up getting lots more done if you use them wisely!

9. Say ‘no’ to things - This is especially hard for me because I like to please people. However, you can never please everyone so if there’s something you have the option to decline and you know you already have a lot of work to handle, you should say ‘no’ so that you can focus on your other tasks, and get them completed to a higher standard. Also be aware that you can delegate tasks if you feel you are struggling, especially if you are working as part of a team.

10. Make social time - This is important for your mental wellbeing, even if it can seem hard to fit it into your busy schedule. Even if you meet up for a coffee with a friend during your lunch break or see your family at the weekend, try to socialise at least once a week (4-5 times a month). A great way to do this is to agree to meet up with someone at a time where you would otherwise be on your phone or watching TV, as socialising can help your mental wellbeing as well as build networks and improve your mindset.

I hope this list helped - sorry it’s so long! Please feel free to contact me for further information or guidance - I’m always happy to help or chat! Let me know your own methods and routines for time management or if you’ve tried any of mine, and if there are any posts, printables, or anything else you want, as I love hearing from you and helping you stay organised and reach your goals. :) x


I wanted to actually talk about this? I know it’s probably silly and all but a lot of artists seem to have the same kinda vibe as me sometimes and I wanna let you all know it’s okay to not improve as quickly as others and it’s okay to have a hard time w some stuff and then like?? I dunno I hope this video can vaugely be of some help though and thank you so much for believing in me.

in Japanese, I can tell my accent is bad but don’t know where I’m going wrong

like, individual phonemes are alright but when I’m actually speaking I sound distinctly Unjapanese

any other Japanese language learners got any tips for improving my accent?

Proof of Improvement :)

Anon: *tells me my art hasn’t improved*

Me: Oh really? *gets out stacks of evidence*

First drawing of Jack (not much more than a stick figure) XD

Newer drawing of Jack - just look at the difference!!

First ever Sam

Newer Sams

Sam (and Tiny Box Tim) now ^-^

First ever drawing of Jack and me

Newest drawing of Jack and me

First ever Septiishu art

New Septiishu art - there’s less time between these, but I think there is still a little improvement :)

I’ve even tried some chibi art! ^-^

First ever chibi

Newer chibis! ^-^

I know I felt down last night and had a lot of doubts… I ended up doing this really quick drawing to express how I felt, it was more of a doodle than really practicing and I wasn’t really in the right place mentally to make it look good… so I know it probably looks pretty bad and it’s not really detailed but it portrays well how I felt at the time and often feel because of the way my mind is…

But looking back and comparing my art side by side like this, even someone like me who doubts myself can see that there have been improvements! When I first started, I couldn’t do much more than stick figures - look at what I can do now! I’m not amazing yet, I know I still have a lot to learn, but I think it is obvious that I have made progress. I’m learning. I’m not the best artist in the world, but I love making art and I absolutely love hearing how much people enjoy what I create. That’s what matters! <3

I realised after last night that it was one anon versus tons of people saying that they love my art and that they do in fact see improvement! One person trying to get me down, against a whole group of wonderful people supporting me. I shouldn’t listen to just one opinion. I shouldn’t just give into to negativity so easily, and I know it’s something I need to work on. 

But I’m not going to let what happened stop me from doing something that a. I enjoy and b. gives enjoyment to you guys who love seeing my art. I’m not going to let the minority spoil it for the majority. I love making art, I love making you guys happy - I shouldn’t have to give that up!

Hopefully you guys will see even more improvement, and I hope that I can make art that you (and I) are proud of. Especially you @dark-markiplier, you have been amazing with your support and advice on how to improve! I couldn’t ask for a better friend or art teacher. I love you and I hope that I will always make you proud with what I do <3

~ Laura

Midnight Masquerade - Part 6

Originally posted by beautiful-as-vampire

Genre: Vampire! AU | Angst | Fluff (Although, it’s beginning to become partly College/Uni! AU, and even some elements of Soulmate!AU cx)

Synopsis: Your best friend drags you into attending a masquerade ball with her, only to abandon you in the middle of the strange dance. Standing alone in the midst of a flurry of people, the events that play out here change the course of your life; only to leave you wondering; who is under the mask? 

Pairing: Reader X Yoongi (Ft. the other boys of BTS cx)

Word count: 2495 (Longest part yet cx)

Warnings: Mentions of biting (I believe that’s it?)

Series: Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5 | Pt 6 Pt 7 | Pt 8 | Pt 9 | Pt 10

(A/N: Finally finished this after a bit of writers’ block! I’m pretty happy how this turned out, but as always, I would really like to hear what you guys think!! Please let me know if you like how the story is going, or if there’s anything I can improve on, because I’m sure there’s a lot!)

The world around you seemed to stop, as your eyes remained fixated on Mina, her lips still curled up into a mischievous smirk, settling down into her seat and taking out her laptop amongst other things. How could she act so… normal, like nothing happened, like she wasn’t supposedly dead only a few days ago?

“What’s going on?” You hissed quietly, trying not to interrupt the lecturer. “How are you even here? And why do you look so… pale?” (Although, you reckoned you knew the answer to the latter.)

Mina looked up from typing frantically, turning her head to glance over at you, the familiar sparkle shimmering in her eyes. “(Y/N), you know we’re in the middle of a lecture right now, right?” She asked, her eyebrows raised expectantly. “Unless you want to miss out important stuff, you might wanna start writing.” She chuckled under her breath, looking straight ahead once again, leaving you in a fluster yet again.

You threw your arms up in frustration, huffing as you put pen to paper, beginning to scribble away as you tried desperately to focus on the professor’s rapid speech, his arms moving around as he pointed to the projection screen. And yet, you found your thoughts drifting off once again, as your writing hand slowed down, your eyes beginning to wander around the hall. You sighed, only for your breath to hitch as you spotted the guys from before, sitting a few seats down as they stared over at you, their eyebrows furrowed in confusion, it seemed, their eyes darting from Mina to you to Mina once again.

“What’s the big deal?” You muttered under your breath, frustrated to no end at the constant questions you were left with, your head still spinning. Your eyes shifted over to one of them specifically; the man with the jet-black hair, his slender fingers reaching up to brush his fringe away from his eyes. His gaze bored into you, as your eyes became fixated on him also, a sense of familiarity nagging at the back of your head. The two of you stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, before the man finally tore his gaze away from you, turning to face the front once again. You did the same; and yet the strange feeling that overcame you, remained, constantly present in the back of your mind, urging you to find out more. You felt a strange connection to the man, drawing you towards him. You felt a strange need to be around him, and you wondered if he felt the same, or if you were simply delusional.

Your mind finally returned to reality, and you glanced ahead, only to realise that you had missed most of the lecture lost in the abyss of your own thoughts. A deep groan escaped from your throat as you realised you were going to have to get the notes off someone. You glanced over at Mina’s laptop, the screen covered in lines of writing, and you sighed, pushing your hair back as you leaned over to Mina, who was packing her things away, humming a tune.

“Mina…?” You asked hesitantly, as she turned to face you once again, a strangely sweet smile on her face, the vibrant colour of her lipstick contrasting with her newly pale skin, causing you to inwardly grimace. You felt like you didn’t even know her anymore; this new, elegant Mina was not the person you grew up with.

Pushing your thoughts aside, you asked, “Do you mind if I… uh, take a copy of your notes?” Mina met your anxious gaze with a cocky smirk, as she teased, “Were you too busy staring at Yoongi to take notes, hm?” You simply sat there, your eyes widened as she threw her head back in a laugh, saying, “Yeah, sure, I’ll email it you.” Yoongi? Was that his name? How did she know him? How had she even noticed you staring? She seemed to be intently and frantically typing the whole time. You felt a blush rising onto your cheeks at being caught, looking back in the direction of the boys, only to notice they were gone. You felt a strange tinge of disappointment - although you couldn’t tell why - picking up your things and following after Mina like a lost puppy.


Yoongi leaned back in his seat, exhaling in slight boredom. The lecturer droned on and on, monotone voice beginning to send Yoongi to sleep. His eyes began wandering around the hall, coming to a stop when he noticed Mina sitting with that girl again. His gaze fixated completely on you, only for you to shift your body around, your eyes stopping when you noticed him. Despite Namjoon looking up from his notes and nudging him to pay attention, he found that he couldn’t take his gaze off you; an invisible connection beginning to form between the two of you. However, it felt more like this connection, this string of fate between you was merely being repaired, rather than created anew.

The familiar feeling never left Yoongi’s mind, as he studied you carefully, noticing how your hair cascaded down your shoulders naturally. His eyes glazed over as his mind casted back to the night of the ball, and the girl that had - somehow - stumbled into his room. He recalled how her hair was the same hue as yours; her eyes held the same enchanting look as yours. A suspicion began to grow in his mind, as he wondered if the nagging thought in his mind was indeed correct. He vowed to find out more about you, one way or another, and work out why he felt such a strong need to be in your presence.


Sitting in the cafeteria, you quietly ate your lunch, Mina rambling away. Your mind wasn’t focused on the words coming out of her mouth, however. Instead, you were more concerned with the black-haired man. There was something so strangely familiar about him; from the way he constantly brushed his hair away from his eyes, to the distinct gaze in his eyes. As you thought about the translucent tone of his skin, your mind slowly began to make a connection between the “vampire” you had met at the ball - the one who had left you with a seemingly permanent scar on your neck - and the man from the lecture hall. A sense of foreboding rose through your chest, as you contemplated the possibility that they were one and the same. You couldn’t be sure - his mask covered most of his face after all - but the connection was there, and it scared you. You made a mental note to somehow find a way to question your mother, as you were certain she knew something about the matter.

“Earth to (Y/N)? Are you even paying attention?” Mina waved her hand in front of your face, bringing you back to reality, the thoughts pushed back to the back of your head. A small smile crept onto your face at her antics, as Mina finally seemed to be reverting back to her old self, despite the clear differences in her appearance. The smile soon faded however, once questions began to flood your mind again, as you squinted your eyes, studying her carefully.

“What?” Mina asked, her mouth stretching into a small O-shape. “Is there something on my face?”

“How are you alive?” You said abruptly, your tone surprising cold. “I could’ve sworn you were dead. I saw your lifeless body, Mina.”

“Ah… that’s a long story, you see..” Mina replied, her tone slightly anxious, as she fidgeted in her seat. “Besides, you probably won’t believe me anyways…” She mumbled the last sentence under her breath, and yet you surprisingly heard every word, your arms crossing over your chest.

“We have time. And trust me, I already have some ideas. I doubt it’ll shock me after what happened that night.” You self-consciously adjusted the turtleneck you were wearing, ensuring it covered the scar on your neck.

“I guess you deserve an explanation…” Mina sighed, settling in her seat. “It all started when we got separated in that massive place. I looked around but I couldn’t see you anywhere, what with that crowd of people.”

Mina stopped somewhere in the flurry of people, realising you were nowhere to be seen. “(Y/N)?” She called out, and yet there was no response. Wandering through the hall, she noticed how the elegant people around her were staring at her, their tongues flicking out briefly, running across their lower and upper lips in a swift motion, almost in a ravenous way. She furrowed her eyebrows, a strange sense of foreboding settling at the pit of her stomach at the way the people were gazing at her. This was definitely a strange ball, the people near like nothing she had seen before. They were all hauntingly beautiful, with their sculpted figures and clear skin. They were so strangely pale, she noted, pale beyond any human.

Her head swiveled around to spot a large door, the frame decorated with the most intricate carvings. Something about that door beckoned to her, enticing her to enter and discover what was inside. A few others followed behind her, also fixated on the same door. These others however, were like her, their skin tones much more human-like.

Walking slowly towards the door, Mina rested her hand on the cold handle, pushing it open, the door swinging open to reveal a darkened room, Mina only just able to make out what looked like a strange sort of labyrinth. Something inside her urged her forward, as she, along with the others, cautiously stepped in, attempting to navigate through the maze. Glancing upwards briefly, Mina spotted a glass window enclosed another room that looked over the maze, her eyes widening slightly as she saw those… “people”, mingling and conversing, some watching the maze intently, glass in hand.

“What is going on…?” Mina whispered out loud, spinning around when she heard the distinct sound of shuffling, and footsteps, like someone was coming closer. “I’m not staying to find out,” she thought to herself, spinning on her heels, only to run further and further into the maze, the same sound of footsteps following close behind. The sound became louder and louder, closer and closer, the cheers from above increasing as Mina felt a cold hand clasp her mouth, the other arms securing her in place. Her screams and protests were muffled by the hand, a sharp sting of pain spreading throughout her body as she felt something sink deep into her neck.

The last words she heard before she passed out was, “Now it’s simply time to see if she’ll turn, or if she’ll die, and we can finally feast…”

You didn’t realise you were, quite literally, on the edge of your seat throughout her story, your eyes wide. You finally began putting the pieces together; her lifeless body, the deep bite on her neck. She must’ve woken up after you ran, meaning that she was, in fact, one of them. What did that mean for her? Looking down at the table, you realised Mina had not touched her food even once, your hands shaking ever so slightly as the realisation hit you.

“So.. as ridiculous as this sounds…” you started, lowering your voice, although with the events that had unravelled in front of you, it didn’t seem as unbelievable anymore. “You’re basically a vampire now?”

“Apparently so,” Mina responded, flashing you a grin as the sparkle returned to her eyes. “At least, that’s what Seokjin told me.”

You stared at her in confusion, until she realised you had no idea what she was talking about.

“Oh, my bad.” She laughed, continuing, “After I woke up, the other people around people looked… disappointed, I suppose and they all moved away. All of them except a few. Seokjin was the first to approach me, he took my hand and helped me up,” she recounted, a smile on her face as she spoke at this new person. “Yoongi was there also - the guy you were staring at during the lecture - Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook…” She counted off her things, rambling a list of names, and yet you continued to stare in confusion.

“They’re the only ones who actually bothered to explain what had just happened - I was confused as hell obviously - everyone else just walked away disappointingly.” She tutted, as you sat there, absorbing this new information.

Your blood ran cold as you realised that your suspicions were in fact correct - the mysterious man that had left you with the scar on your neck, was the one and same as Yoongi.

“Shit.” You cursed, as you yanked down your turtleneck, your fingers gently touching the mark. It burned under your touch and you retracted your hand in both pain and surprise. A white-hot searing pain spread through your head at this very moment, as you screamed out, your vision rapidly fading. It felt like deja-vu; this was the second time you were passing out in the past couple days, except this time it felt much more intense.

Mina immediately ran to your side, catching your convulsing body before you fell off your seat, as others began to rush over to you, a murmur spreading throughout the hall. A group of people pushed through the crowd, kneeling by your side, nodding at Mina. “What’s happening to her?” Mina asked in desperation, her question focused towards Namjoon who was anxiously staring at the scar on your neck. He reached to touch you, only for a low growl to come from Yoongi’s throat, as he said, “Don’t touch her.”

“Yoongi hyung…” Another boy, Jungkook said cautiously, slightly fearful by Yoongi’s sudden change in demeanour. “Your eyes…”

The others glanced from you to Yoongi, Namjoon attempting to take Yoongi away from the scene, advising him to keep his head down. “Yoongi, calm down, you’re going to blow your cover at this rate.” He walked him away, as Jimin offered to carry you, gently sliding his arms underneath your body, picking you up as he glanced down at you, sweat drops sliding down your face.

“Take her to the nurse’s office now.” Seokjin said with authority, his emphasis on the word ‘nurse’. Jimin nodded in understanding, walking away with your limp body, a few of the boys following close behind him.

“Seokjin, what happened?” Mina asked in desperation, clutching onto his arm with worry.

“Honestly, I can’t say for sure.” He replied, meeting Mina’s eyes with a soft gaze, encouraging her to calm down. “Although there’s a clear mark on her neck, meaning she was bitten at some point, this isn’t normal. It’s not normal for someone to react so… violently. This isn’t a normal case of a human being turned,” he said in a hushed voice, only worrying Mina even more.

“She might not survive.”

anonymous asked:

hi! I'm not sure if you've done something similar to this scenario before but could I request rfa + saeran with mc who's really into art and music? like could talk about it for hours and goes to galleries and concerts all the time? ps I love your blog :>> thanks!

You’re the sweetest oh my goodness thank you so much for your kindness!! I’m not really that knowledgeable with art or music but this was still a lot of fun to write! Let me know if there’s any way I can improve it but I still hope that you enjoy!! :)


  • Yoosung adores the fact that you’re passionate about art and music
  • It’s like he sees his own love for LOLOL in you whenever you talk about art and music, and he absolutely loves that
  • He’s doesn’t have the greatest knowledge about art and music, in fact he’s pretty clueless, but Yoosung is definitely willing to learn more from you
  • After seeing your love for art, Yoosung decides to take you to an art gallery for your first date together and this boy tries to prepare himself
  • But Yoosung is completely lost on what any of the art means and gets embarrassed when you see him looking clueless
  • You take Yoosung’s hand into your own and explain the art pieces to him, relieving this poor boy
  • Yoosung starts to develop his own love for art thanks to you, even painting you a picture of your favorite art piece for your birthday


  • Zen was literally shaking from excitement when he heard about your passion for art and music
  • Never in his life had Zen found someone with such happiness when it came to two of his favorite things
  • He loves to play the piano for you and watch your eyes fill with happiness
  • Not just because Zen was showing off, he partly was, but seeing you so happy when it came to music made Zen’s heart sing with joy
  • You always get front row seats to all of Zen’s musicals and even the rest of the cast can see your love for music
  • For your anniversary, Zen takes you to a concert of your favorite musical artist, the two of you smiling the entire time
  • Zen had to constantly remind himself that he’s not dreaming when he found you and loved the fact that your passion for art and music is just as large as his own


  • Jaehee is excited when she hears that your obsessed with art and music
  • Of course the first type of music she makes you listen to are songs from Zen’s musicals while she explains to you how Zen’s music is true art
  • But Jaehee is also totally willing to listen to your type of music and finds out that she really enjoys studying art with you as well
  • She loves visiting art galleries with you and her favorite thing in the world is the look of happiness in your eyes as you look at a piece of art
  • Jaehee also loves taking you to concerts of your favorite musicians although she makes you promise to go to Zen’s musicals at another time
  • She even gets so into music with you that the two of you have friendly debates about each of yours music preferences
  • Jaehee is honestly so happy that you got her into art and music, it’s a good way for her to unwind after a long day of work appreciating something with the girl who she loves


  • Jumin is intrigued by your love for art and music
  • He was forced to learn all about proper art and music when he was younger so he’s a bit confused at first as to why you’re such a fan
  • But the first time Jumin sees your eyes light up when you view a piece of art makes his heart race
  • Jumin takes a mental photo of how happy you looked when looking at the art and decides that he wants to share your passion
  • The first time you take him to an art gallery, Jumin’s not that impressed since V’s taken him to plenty in the past
  • But again, the look of utter happiness on your face makes Jumin himself happy
  • And from that point on, any piece of art that you see and like Jumin will immediately buy it for you because he’s Jumin Han what else do you expect?
  • He loves having long conversations about art and music with you and enjoys telling you his own input as well
  • Jumin is happy that you have a passion for art and music, he’s always happy to discuss them with you plus it’s something that the two of you can bond over, making Jumin extremely happy


  • Seven is interested in your obsession with art and music
  • He’s never really understood art or its meaning and finds music just something that he can use for background noise
  • But whenever Seven sees your love for art and music, he decides to try and hopefully build a closer relationship with you
  • The first time you took Seven to an art gallery, he was bored out of his mind and was still confused by the art even after your explanations
  • When you took him to a concert, that was more fun to him since he would find the musicians soothing, no matter what type of music they played
  • He’s gotten a lot better when it comes to you wanting to talk for hours about art and music, Seven use to fall asleep within the first few minutes of the conversation, but he’s improved greatly
  • Seven makes it his new mission to love art and music as much as you do since the happiness in your eyes when you talk about art and music is something that Seven wants to cherish for forever


  • V’s finally done it
  • He’s found his soulmate when he meets you
  • Never in his life had V met someone who shares such a passion for art and music as you
  • The two of you will literally spend all day just talking about art like the other RFA members have to call you two to make sure that you’re both still alive since neither one of you go on the messenger and just chat to each other instead
  • V absolutely loves taking you to galleries, the two of you will spend hours there just appreciating the art and holding hands
  • He also dedicates his own newest gallery opening in honor of you and has a private look at the gallery with just the two of you
  • Since his eye sight is still poor, V enjoys listening to all different types of music with you while cuddling on the couch
  • Plus the two of you go to concerts basically every other night since V has connections from other artists
  • V never imagined that he’d find such happiness in his life until he met you, the two of yours passion for art and music is what makes your binds together inseparable


  • Saeran was honestly so lost as to why you were so into art and music
  • He just didn’t get the appeal and why you were crazy in love with art and music
  • One day you convinced Saeran to go out in a date with you to a gallery, to which he annoyingly agreed to
  • The moment he saw your eyes light up at the gallery made Saeran realize that if something like art made you truly happy, then he’d start trying to appreciate it more for your sake
  • Over time, Saeran started to find his own love for art and music, it even became somewhat therapeutic for him when you and him talked for hours about art and music
  • He loves taking you to concerts and you’ve even caught him smiling a few times when you weren’t looking
  • Saeran is truly happy that he’s found something for you and him to bond over, though of course he’d never admit it out loud

anonymous asked:

Can we get a blurb where harrys gf for some reason is not feeling appreciated/loved enough cause all of her friends bf sends their girlfriends flowers at work and sometimes chocolate? Harry would used to do that but he hasnt for a while can it be cute/smutty at the end tho? pleaseeeeee :D xx

A/N:  I apologize for taking so long to write this.  It was a struggle for me to come up with the right circumstances for your request.  Valentine’s Day seemed to make the most sense.  Let me know what you think.

Bring Me Flowers

Valentine’s Day is coming.  Fuck.  That thought was enough to make you frown on this beautiful day as you exit after your soul cycling class.   Momentarily, you perk up, remembering that you have a boyfriend this year for Valentine’s Day. This is the first time in years.  There’s only one downside:  no one knows you’re dating Harry Styles.  It seemed like a good idea when the two of you had talked about it before the holidays, agreeing that you weren’t ready to bring your friends and family into your relationship just yet.  But now your friends were starting to feel sorry for you, and they were wondering where you disappeared to every so often.  Just yesterday at work, you had talked with your friend Susie.

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Hide and Seek

Eek okay, first Avatar story, first story told with almost an entirely one person cast, first story that deals with some nasty child treatment that made me feel a bit ick writing it. But the thought came to me and it just exploded out over a few days. So here it is, please let me know what you think and how I can improve!

Warnings: Child torture/abuse, mild blood and gore, Zuko is very, very unhappy

“You will learn to firebend, Prince Zuko,” Ozai said with a smile. “Your life depends on it.”

Zuko knew today was going to be a good day.

It started with Father asking them if they would play a game with him. Father never spent time with them, never showed any desire to see them unless necessary. Azula saw him more than he did since Father was currently supervising her firebending training while they looked for another teacher. She’d run off the last one and the one before that. Zuko thinks she’s doing it on purpose, because she enjoys hurting people, because it makes their father proud, maybe both. Since Zuko wasn’t firebending yet, Father never wants to see him. It seems every time he does, Father spends all his time glaring at him, as if that would make him any less worthless. Seven was a little late for someone to start bending but it wasn’t impossible because he had to be a bender, Father and Grandfather said so.

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