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The ‘Exchange’ Program #3

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Au: Badboy!Jungkook

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

#1  #2

Summary: To say you were excited was an understatement. Your brother had left for Korea and in exchange you get a replacement, also known as an exchange student. Expecting a smart, nice boy,  practically the boy version of you…you got the complete opposite. A bad boy with bad habits.

A/n:I love this gif omg and I’m sorry it’s short (plz don’t kill me)

“Y/n, please be careful around him” Mark warned.

“Maybe if you would tell me why, I could be careful around him” you laughed.

“Okay so” he begins “You know my friend Ashley over in Korea?” he asked with you nodding your head, eager for him to continue. You look over to Jungkook being invited to sit with the populars. You roll your eyes mentally, ‘Of course he would sit with them’

“She’s told me all about this guy Y/n, she goes to school with him. He’s bad news Y/n” he takes a sip of his OJ.

“How do you know its him? I ben theres a million Jeon Jungkooks in Korea” you said.

“She sent me a photo, what can I say I was interested in the guy?” Mark shrugged his shoulders causing you to laugh.

“And what is so bad about him?” you’re curious to find out what he had been doing wrong in Korea. You look over at the table he was sitting at, you found him staring at you. You quickly looked away trying to not make it that obvious.

“Well, he’s been expelled from two schools. For what I don’t know, but Ash thinks its because he fucked a teacher” Mark chuckled.

“Oh my God” you gasped shaking your head laughing.

“He’s a fighter too, apparently he’s like this ultimate street fighter up there. Always skips classes, smokes, player at heart, speaking of hearts he doesn’t have one. And for him to be more of a douche apparently him and his friends motto is ‘Hump them and dump them’“ Mark finished.

The anger boiled up inside of you, you absolutely despised men like that. In fact they shouldn’t even be able to call themselves men. 

You stood up from the table and gave him a death glare, you clenched your fists and walked out with your friends closely following you.

“Tell me about Y/n” Jungkook groans as he readjusts his sitting position. The blonde girl with a nose piercing Jungkook barely knew the name of stated.

“All I know is that she’s a goody two-shoes and is really smart” the blonde girl pushes out her chest, hoping to get him to notice her.

“She’s always so happy” another girl pipes up, slurping her slushy “It’s kind of annoying actually.”

“What about her friends?” he asks again.

“Mark and Jackson? They’re both rich, Jackson is dating Mia and Mark…well everybody knows he has a massive crush on Y/n. She’s a smart girl but she’s so oblivious to everything” Brad chuckled to himself, laying his hand on his girlfriends thigh.

Jungkook felt a pang of jealousy inside him as he watched Mark leaning into you, making you laugh. He didn’t know why he felt this and he didn’t like it.  

“Hey..” he whispered as he climbed into your small convertible. Still angry from what you have been told, you didn’t answer him and sped off in the direction to your beloved home.

Once you got to your room you slammed the door right in Jungkooks face, obviously not intending to but the comment that his friends and him made really started to annoy you.

Jungkook walked into his room sighing to himself.

“Why is she all moody?” he asks himself and starts to get un dressed. He started to think what he did today that annoyed her so much.

“Of course I didn’t do anything wrong, if it’s about that stupid maths game..” he snickered to himself and rolled his eyes.


You dropped the plate and cursed to yourself. You had been avoiding Jungkook for so long you thought you were gonna get away with it and go to bed, but obviously not.

“Are you okay?” he asked whilst charging down the steps. He’s asking if you’re okay? Has he eaten something weird?

“Yeah, I’m fine” you smile at him, picking up the plate.

“Really? Because you’ve been ignoring me all day” he smiles, a smile that makes you melt inside.

“W-what?” stuttering, you can’t comprehend what’s going on.

He stepped closer to you, your breathing became more erratic. 

“W-what are y-you doing?” you stuttered again and backed away hitting your back against the kitchen counter.

He came and pressed his arm against the wall, trapping you from moving.

“What do you think I’m doing?” he calmly said smiling to himself, obviously proud of the effect he has on not only you but to all girls.

You couldn’t let this sucker think he owns you in away, you remembered Mark telling you once you could be sassy if you wanted too…so here it goes.

“I think you’re trying to make a move on me but as I re-called last night, you said you had no interest in me and would never make a move on me, or something like that” You smiled and patted his chest “Don’t quit your day job”

You slid out of his arms and walked away casually leaving him in a dumbfounded mess.

“What the fuck just happened?” Jungkook whispered to himself. He turned around to look at the stairs as you walked away.

“Two can play this game kitten, two can play”

Someday Your Child May Cry

Previously: Question | Preparations | Irrational

4. Confession

With Scully taking a shift guarding Gibson, Mulder is free to take Diana to dinner, which he does. She fills him in- a bit- on where she’s been, these past six years, but since there’s a good deal she can’t tell him, they spend most of the meal talking about Gibson, about the possibilities he might represent. When they’re finished eating, Mulder drives Diana home.

In front of her building, Diana reaches across the center console, laying a hand on Mulder’s arm. Her soft smile takes him back years, back to the days before any of this… before cancer, before labs full of clones, before mysterious children appearing out of nowhere only to die… before Scully.

“Listen, Fox, why don’t you come up for a little while?” Diana asks him. “I don’t think either of us is ready for the evening to be over just yet.” Mulder hesitates. “Just to talk,” she reassures him. “We haven’t seen each other in years, Fox. I’ve missed so much since I’ve been gone… won’t you come up and fill me in on everything you’ve found since I left?”

Mulder glances at the clock on the dashboard. He’s due at the fertility clinic first thing in the morning… but it’s only eight-thirty, not really that late, especially not for him. He shrugs.

“Why not?” he says, and Diana beams. They get out of the car, and as he steps up onto the sidewalk beside her, she takes his arm, leading him into the swank apartment building. He gazes around the posh lobby as they pass through, impressed.

“Counter-terrorism must have paid a whole hell of a lot better than the X-Files,” he observes, as they step into a walnut-paneled elevator. Diana chuckles.

“I’ve made some wise investments over the years,” she says. “A few of them have paid off quite handsomely.” She cocks an eyebrow at him. “From what I understand, you could afford better than your Hegel Place apartment yourself, these days.” He ducks his head, and her face softens with sympathy. “I was sorry to hear about your father, Fox,” she tells him. “That must have been very hard. I know your relationship was… complicated.”

“To say the least,” grumbles Mulder. “What makes you think I inherited anything, though?”

“I assumed you would,” says Diana, as the elevator arrives on the seventh floor, and the doors slide smoothly open. They exit into a wide, stark-white hallway, and Diana leads him to the right. “I mean… there wasn’t anyone else to inherit his money, was there? Unless he willed it to your mother, which didn’t seem likely to me.” Mulder remains silent. Given the dubious origins of his father’s fortune, he doesn’t like to think about it that often, much less spend any of it… though, lately, he’s been wondering if maybe he could offer to pay for the next round of treatment for Scully, should tomorrow’s attempt prove unsuccessful.

“Yeah, he left everything to me,” he admits, finally. “I haven’t really felt the need to change the way I live, though. I’m fine the way I am.” They arrive at Diana’s door, and she lets them in. Her condo is spacious and lushly-appointed. It definitely doesn’t look as though she’s just moved in.

“It came already furnished and decorated,” she says, as he gazes around. “I traveled pretty light when I came back… I really didn’t want the added stress of putting together a place from scratch, not when I was anxious to get back to work as quickly as possible.” She crosses the living room to the bar along the wall, and from underneath, she brings up a bottle of Johnnie Walker. “Can I fix you one?” she asks, holding up the bottle, and he thinks for a moment. Dr. Parenti hadn’t said anything about alcohol. Mulder assumes that if it had been imperative that he abstain in the hours before his donation, the doctor would have mentioned it.

“Please,” he says, and Diana pours both of them a drink, bringing them over to the sofa and taking a seat. Mulder sits beside her and she hands him his glass.
It’s easy to talk to her, as easy as it had been when they’d first met, and Mulder relaxes within minutes. Diana listens attentively, refilling their glasses at regular intervals, as he relates the adventures that he and Scully have had over the past five years, the things they’ve done and discovered together, the near-misses and narrow escapes, the myriad of personal losses they’ve both suffered- her, especially. When he finishes, Diana is quiet for a moment, looking thoughtfully into her glass of whiskey.

“You and Agent Scully must be very close,” she observes. “To have gone through so much together. I didn’t realize how much….” Diana looks almost embarrassed. “I’m sorry that I was so dismissive of her before, Fox, when I said that you could have used someone to back you up. She’s obviously been much more supportive of you than I realized.”

“Yeah,” says Mulder softly. “She really has been… and she’s paid the price, that much is certain.”

“Are you….” Diana looks away again. “You and Agent Scully, are you-“

“Together?” Mulder finishes for her. “No… it’s not like that. She’s, uh… I mean, we’re close, she’s my best friend, but….” He shrugs, not quite sure how to sum up the frustrating enigma that is his ever-changing relationship with Scully these days. One way or another, he doesn’t feel right discussing her with Diana. Scully is one of the most private people he’s ever known in his life, and he’s relatively certain she would be horrified that Mulder has already told Diana as much as he has.

“Well, in that case,” Diana says, carefully placing her empty glass on the coffee table, “I don’t need to feel guilty if I do this.” She slides closer, taking his face in her hands, and presses her lips to his.

It’s been so, so long since someone has touched him like this, and he goes along without hesitation. The whiskey has fogged his mind just enough that any protests he could come up with are quickly drowned- at least, until Diana reaches for his belt. He pulls back sharply.

“Diana,” he says, struggling to master his breathing, “I can’t. I’m sorry.” Diana frowns in confusion.

“Is there someone else, then?” she asks. “Apart from Agent Scully?” Mulder shakes his head.

“No, there’s no one,” he says. “And at another time, I’d be all for it, it’s just… there’s something I have to do tomorrow morning, and I can’t… I mean….” He sighs. “Look, there’s no delicate way to say this, but I have to provide semen first thing tomorrow morning, and I’m not supposed to… uh… provide it in any other circumstances for at least forty-eight hours beforehand.” Diana smiles, amused.

“Fox, if you’ve inherited your father’s money, you can’t possibly be so hard up for cash that you’re selling that,” she chuckles.

“I’m not being paid,” says Mulder hastily. “It’s not like that at all. It’s, uh… it’s a favor, actually.” He swallows. “For Scully.” Diana’s face goes cold so quickly, Mulder can feel the blast of ice from where he’s sitting.

“You’re helping Agent Scully have a child.” He nods. “And then… what? Are you going to help her raise it?” He knows it’s going to upset her, but he feels like he owes her the truth.

“If she’ll allow me to, yes, I am,” he says. Diana looks away from him.

“So when I asked you about having children, and you told me you had no intentions of ever becoming a father… that was a lie?”

“No, Diana, it was true back then. But… I guess….” Diana stands abruptly and takes her glass back over to the bar, refilling it. “I’ve changed, Diana. My circumstances have changed, and I feel differently about it now.”

“What, specifically, has changed, Fox?” she asks coldly, her back still to him. “From what you’ve told me, from what you’ve learned, the world can’t possibly look any safer for a child than it did when you used that as en excuse for me. So what’s changed?” Mulder remains silent, and finally, Diana turns to glare at him. “Because from where I’m standing, the only change I can see is the woman you would be having a child with.” Mulder looks at the floor. “So what you’re really telling me, Fox, is that you didn’t want to have a child with me.” He could deny it, certainly, but he doesn’t. He nods. “But you would consider it with her?” He meets her gaze.

“Yes,” he says. “I would.” 

The last vestiges of warmth flee from Diana’s face. She tilts her glass back, draining it in one.

“I think you should leave now, Fox,” she says.

He doesn’t argue.

539481  asked:

Dear introverts, I am a Belgian psychiatric nurse for a few years and I encounter a lot of introverts with the same problem like depression, anxiety, perfectionism, ... I would like to do something to help introverts in daily life, with mental problems of problems with fitting in in this society but I do not have a clue where to start. Can you please tell me your ideas? Anything is helpfull! Thank you 😄😄😄

Any advice or ideas, guys? 

anonymous asked:

i understand you have a right to your privacy but you've been pretty absent for about six months now and you haven't even given us a vague explanation as to why. All i really need is an "I'm okay" from you and i'll feel 90% better but you silence tells me you're not okay and thats what worries me. I'm not worried about you as a blogger I'm worried about you as a person. so please i don't need your life story i just need a yes or no, are you okay? If anyone can make it through tough times its you

I’m 200% okay. 

A lot has happened while I’ve been gone. I was given a leadership position in my organization, I began an internship where I code and write news articles under a pseudonym, went on a life-changing trip to Israel, and I made some really big life changes. I’m going to see my favorite band in a month and absolutely die. I’m planning on starting a clothing company soon to make clothing in a vein that I’ve never been able to find. I haven’t been ignoring you guys, I just haven’t checked Tumblr. 

This isn’t a goodbye, I may be back again some day, but the past few months I’ve been living life to the fullest and trying not to let social media drag me down. If you want to hear from me a little more often, you can follow my newly birthed artsy instagram


Creepypasta #1168: A 911 Call

Length: Medium

“911, what is your emergency.”

“There is someone on my porch, I don’t know him, and he won’t go away.”

“Alright, please tell me your current address?”

“12 Twin Bluff Road”

“I’m sending the police now, but I want you to stay with me. Tell me what this man is doing.”

“I’m, I’m trying to remain calm. Alright, my house sort of juts out on one side, so I am walking to a window in that jut where I can see the front door.”

“So you are the only one there?”

“Just me and the man.”

“So what is happening?”

“Nothing as of yet …Oh god…”


“The man is sitting there on a chair. He is just smiling at me. Oh god. Oh god.”

“The police are on their way.”

“Good. He is just sitting there. He’s not moving. Why is he smiling at me? What is happening, ma’am?”

“I don’t know. You know what? Move away from the window.”

“I’m not sure that is a good idea.”


“What if he tries breaking in my house? I’d rather see him.”

“It is your safety versus your house’s. I’m going to try to help you.”

“Ok. I’m walking deeper in my house.”

“I want you to affirm you are the only one there. Often times criminals don’t work alone.”

“I don’t hear anything. I’m alone in a bathroom. But I can only think about that man. Now that I think about it… something was wrong about that man. I need to see him again to tell you what exactly.”

“The squad car is only five minutes away.”

“Good, good. I’m going to see the porch again.”

“Are you sure you will be safe?”


“Report what is happening, second-by-second.”

“I will.”

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causticgrip  asked:

As someone that works in the industry you do, please tell me what is considered proper etiquette in your opinion for tipping when some of the order is takeout. I don't want to be a shitty tipper. Also, I love your face!

HI! ok, so, i feel like this can vary wildly based on the type of place you’re getting it from. do they do a majority of takeout with basically nonexistent dine-in? a suuuper casual place, over the counter, in & out in three minutes with minimal stress packaging your order? is it a host or manager handling the transaction? is it a server or bartender handling it, in more of a sit-down place? (that usually means they are juggling their customers in house with your to go order, & getting hit with a lot of takeout can totally fuck up their ability to give good service in house. AND sometimes the kitchen gets super pissed about takeout, if it’s a less casual place, takeout can be a more rare occasion & piss the kitchen staff off, increasing possible tensions between front & back of house relations, the kitchen staff sometimes misdirecting their anger towards the server for no reason, blaming them for the to go order.)

i would err on the side of a few bucks if it’s like a deli or very casual mostly take-out place, i mean depending on how challenging or large your order might be. if a host is handling it? they probably are getting paid a higher hourly rate than a server, so, your choice of course but somewhere around ten percent, or more if they really go above & beyond. if clearly a manager is taking your money? they’re salaried & probably not even allowed to take tips, & it will just end up in the house drop if they’re honest. if it’s a server or bartender? ten to twenty percent. if they’re slammed & are taking time out from their guests to help you or if they are exceptionally helpful or fast etc., definitely as close as you can to twenty percent, or more if they’re awesome.

(i’m an anomaly, though, as i like to pay forward all the nice tips i get & try to bring up the curve &make up for those who no doubt leave nothing, like we’re talking 30-50 percent, sometimes 100 percent, & multiple times in my life, someone has run outside after me to make sure i didn’t make a mistake. it just feels fucking great to make someone’s day, though! )

anywho, all this is to say that sometimes take out can be even MORE of a bitch to handle than serving people sitting down, so definitely at least SOMETHING,  & it’s up to your discretion as to how much they hustled or struggled to get you something delicious to eat in the comfort of your own space & aren’t forced to interact with more people than you want to that day! 

thanks for the question & hey i love your face right baaaaack. smooches!

Drink your morning coffee to cure
last night’s hangover because for three weeks
straight you have been binge-drinking, drowning
memories of your ex-lover to no success.
Take a seat in your sofa and try
to remember what she said last night when you drunk-called her,
try to remember if she said anything at all.

It has been only three weeks since she left
and you’ll tell yourself,
“There must have been still some love left
for me, because she picked up the phone, didn’t she?
Otherwise, why would she?” Please, don’t.
Because, again, you were too inebriated to even remember
that she did not say anything at all.
You need to decide to finally get sober
so that the next time you’ll call her you won’t forget
that she did not say anything at all.

Three days later
and you’ll be thinking that without the alcohol you will never
have the courage to dial her number.
But it’s okay,
don’t even consider touching your phone.
Drink your coffee, pet your cat, listen to the news,
think about meteor showers and seashells
anything that will keep your mind off
what you’d tell her when you call her or see her or
the moles on her face which you used to
trace like constellations or how she smelled like strawberries
the last time you saw her.

You are doing a great job being sober, you will believe
that the worst is over, for you have already crashed
rock bottom and you won’t let yourself slip
any much further.

Whisper to yourself,
“It’s okay, it’s going to be okay now,”
over and over and over
until you feel certain that it is
because honey,
the worst is not yet over
it is only the calm before the storm.
—  kabalintunaan // dear younger self (part 1 of 2, part 2 here)

darkangelin  asked:

Good morning! 😊 I just wanna ask, what is this concept book from BTS? What it will including? Also wanna thank you for helping us so much with your answers! <3

anonymous said: Ohh please tell me what does a concept book has???

anonymous said: Hi! Just wanted to know if the Wings concept book is available on their official website? Or only for the members of their fan cafe? Did they include the cost of it as well? Thanks in advance!

anonymous said: Hi! Just wanted to know if the Wings concept book is available on their official website? Or only for the members of their fan cafe? Did they include the cost of it as well? Thanks in advance!

anonymous said: Hi, i’m new to the fandom and this might sound utterly ridiculous and ignorant - but for the Wings Concept Photobook - do you know if they have an english translated version? Thanks !

Concept book contains behind the scenes photos from the WINGS era. So this would include the production process, exclusive interviews, behind stories. This would be content from Hoseok’s intro video filming, each member’s short film, and the BST music video. It will also have photos from their first BST comeback stage to THE WINGS TOUR concert. It will even contain photos of their outfits for this era. You can check out the preview photos they posted here. As for price, it is 55,000 KRW (~$48.46 USD) not including shipping costs. As stated in our FAQ, most if not all merchandiseis available, on various sites (ex., kpopmart,, Pre-order started yesterday, so you can start ordering now. As for the translations of the interviews, it is not stated whether there will be translations…Sorry…
- Kylie

anonymous asked:

Please fuck me up with vmin smut, I'm obsessed

I’ll try to find you some!

Baby Boy by SineVestigio [Vmin, 4k]

Top & Bottom by TheHalesNyx [Vmin, 4.6k]

I Feel Pretty by Levetrate [Vmin, E, 3k]

bigtown boys by stoplight [Vmin, 6k]

original pink by tkac [Vmin, 2k]

i’m a teepee, i’m a wigwam (calm down, man - you’re two tents) by bazooka [9.4k]

the one thing that’s real by syubnugget (mianderings) [4k]

The Incident (and all that came after) by taetae_s [28k]

in your arms by kamuu (kamyams) [4k]

tell me we’ll never get used to this by cumulus [3k]

every kiss is a cursive line by vmingif [1.8k]

also try our vmin tag here~

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[movie playing in background]

kolton: [whispers] z… do you maybe wanna.. go to your room?..

zia: um.. m-maybe.. i don’t know, if i’m.. ready, kolton..

kolton: mm.. babe, are you su-

zia: yes kolton.. i’m sure.. i’m sorry, i just. i’m not ready.. 

kolton: uh.. okay thats fine, we can just make out then?

zia: actually.. i’m not feeling very good, i think i just wanna chill alone for a little

kolton: zia.. i’m sorry.. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable..

zia: its not you, i just need to rest.. i haven’t been sleeping well lately and my tummy hurts.. see you in a few days?

kolton: see you, babe. lemme know if you need anything.

Big Bang Reactions - Thinking Your Missing

Kwon Jiyong

You hadn’t been answering your phone the entire day before, but it was okay at first because you both had busy schedules. He was used to having some days where you couldn’t talk. But still, it was unlike you to not shoot a text or something. So the next morning when he woke up and you still hadn’t responded to him, he was starting to freak out. He would call all the other members, your manager, your friends and the more “sorry I haven’t seen her” he got the more he got worried. 

“Jagi. please, please tell me your okay call me back.” 

When you finally did call him back a some hours later with the fantastic story of how your phone fell in the toilet. When you asked why he he looked so upset he told you about how worried he was. 

“Jagi I thought something happened to you. I’m just glad your Okay.”

Originally posted by jiyonggifs


Youngbae had finally finished the tour in Japan with the boys and had headed home excited to surprise you. He hadn’t told you the exact day he was coming home for this reason. So when he came home to find the house trashed and you not there he was instantly worried. He called your phone but there was no answer. Panicked he called Jiyong and told him about the state of the house and your disappearance. Jiyong immediately tells Youngbae to call the police. 

When he does however the police tell him that you were already at the police station. Youngbae rushed over to the station to find out that you had been robbed. You had been lucky enough to slip out of a window and take the car to the station. When you told him the story he just held you for a while hoary that you were alive. 

“That was so scary Jagi. I’m glad your okay.” 

Originally posted by fantastic--babies

Choi Seunghyun 

Seunghyun regretted the fight that you had both gotten into the moment you had walked out the door. He wanted to go after you but he knew that you both needed a moment to cool off. The argument was silly and pointless and he wanted to apologize as soon as it was over. 

He waited for a few hours and no return Seunghyun was starting to worry that he had been to rough on you. 

“Jagi, please call me back. I’m sorry. Really. It’s dark and I’m worried.”

When after another hour you didn’t return or respond to his message, he put on his shoes and headed outside to your favorite places. He had almost given up when he decided to stop by a cafe that you both visited often. 

“Jagi. I’m sorry please come back.”

He smiled happy when you took his hands. “I’m sorry too.”

Originally posted by onq-niel


Daesung had fallen asleep and woken up to an empty bed. He yawned lazily pouting because he was hoping to wake up to you. He figured you were downstairs and stumbled down them calling your name. When he searched the entire house and you weren’t there. He called you and you didn't answer and thats when he started to get worried. 

“Jagi! Where are you Jagiiii?” 

After another thirty minutes went by he was gnawing at his nails and calling everyone who might knew where you where. He was becoming slightly hysterical by the time he was on the phone with YoungBae.

Just as Youngbae was getting up to put his shoes on, the front door clicked open and you walked in food in hand. 

You explained that you went to get food for the both you and that your phone had died on the way back home.  The food almost got knocked over as he hugged you. 

“Don’t ever leave me again Jagi.”

Originally posted by y0226d


Seungri knew that it was normal to have a few days where you didn’t really talk due to how busy his schedule was. But when day three hit and he had a break he called you to find that your phone was off. Still he didn’t let it bother him because you both knew that each of you were doing concerts every night. That night though he still hadn’t gotten a response and the same with the next morning. 

He decided to call your management and the panic began to set in when they tell him that you hadn’t answered you phone because you were in the hospital from dehydration. When he finally made it to your room he almost burst out in tears as he saw you in your weakened state.

“Ahh Jagi. You have to take care of yourself.”

Originally posted by cheonjaes

20th Place - Lai Guanlin Requested Scenario


Summary: in which your boyfriend got 20th place and you could tell that he wasnt his normal self afterwards

Genre: fluff

Message?: this is so late oml ALSO VERY SHORT IM SO SORRY


“Guanlin…” I muttered, hearing the ringing tone for what felt like the millionth time today, “please pick up.”

I began biting my nails as I looked at the ground, just wanting to know how my boyfriend was doing.

“Hello?” Guanlin’s voice said, taking me out of my thoughts and making me gasp.

“Guanlin!” I exclaimed, “oh my god! Finally! How was it?! You’re through aren’t you?! What about Seonho?!”

“Y/N,” Guanlin sighed, only now making me notice how depressed he sounded, “yes, both me and Seonho are through.”

“What’s wrong?” I asked, suddenly concerned.

“Nothing,” he breathed, “only 20 got through by the way.”

“Yeah but you’re in the top 11 so that doesn’t affect you,” I chuckled, “right?”

Suddenly I heard a sob.

“Guanlin?” I asked carefully, “I thought you said you were through?”

“I am!” he exclaimed through sobs, “and I should be happy but- but..”

“But what?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

“I’ll explain,” he said, “now please come and open the door, I need a hug.”

I dropped my phone, running down the stairs as quick as I could and opening the front door, almost immediately pulling him into a hug and feeling his tears on my shoulder.

I rubbed his back gently as I brought him inside and closed the door.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, “explain.”

He came out my shoulder and looked at me with teary eyes.

“I became 20th,” he said quietly before leaning on my shoulder again.

I tried to take in the information he’d just told me as I rubbed his back soothingly.

“But I tried so hard,” he cried into my shoulder, “why—”

I nodded, trying to soothe his shaking body.

“I-I want to g-go home,” he sobbed.

I gasped quietly. Knowing that this had really affected him, I sighed, “I know. I know you miss home but honestly? Look how far you’ve come. You can’t possibly give up now! You’re in the final for god’s sake!”

He came out of my shoulder, looking at me and wiping his tears away.

“I know it hurts but you need to trust the national producers,” I said, “I know you miss home but look how far you’ve come! I’m so proud of you.”

I leaned up and kissed his cheek as he gave me a small smile, nodding.

“Thank you,” he sighed, “I’m being silly.”

I shrugged, “not really, I understand it’d be upsetting but you need to think about the positives as well.”

He nodded, “thank you Y/N.”

He pulled me into another hug, this time me resting on his chest.

“Now,” I said, “films?”

So one half of the arena is a sandy canyon, which pleases NDGO. (Also, we have some claws, a crossbow, and a spear so far. Nothing too special, really.)

The other half is… the… ocean?

Oh my god. Don’t tell me. Don’t freaking tell me.

Neptune’s afraid of the ocean? Really? You shame your namesake, friend.

(hey, didn’t Sun arrive at Vale via boat? Doesn’t that mean Neptune was on the same boat, or…?)

dreamteamsims  asked:

Hi lovely, how are you? I was wondering if you could please tell me wcif the lovely desk (the one with the typewriter on it) you used on Rowenas BEAUTIFUL Bedroom? I love your style so much, like seriously all your interiors and pictures are so aesthetically pleasing ❤️

Thanks so much little bee!! c:: imcryin 

and you can find it right here

[TRANS] 170624 Gahyeon Fancafe Update - Welcome welcome, I have arrived!!!!♥

Hiiiiiii~! Gahyeon has come! Keke, It’s been a long time since writing a letter like this, right??
During the time of not writing letters or seeing you, how have our fans been!
I’m curious!! I’m curious, so tell me~~~>< As I said before, I met my friends and went to school, went to school, spent a lot of time with my family, and the most I did….hehe, I thought about you guys, hehehe, ah right!! I also did indoor fishing~ I really didn’t know the time was going, keke, Later I’ll try again!!
And I went to an escape room cafe… Why is it hard???Keke If there are people who do it well, please teach me your secrets~ Hehe, it’s really hardㅠㅠ
Also! Our V App after a really, really long time!! Did everyone see it?? If so, scream~~!~~!!!! (Yengyeyenggyeyeaheorufndsonfifgnofdngoidfg) But I laughed a lot, so my face hurts.. Kekekekekekeke
Will everyone laugh that much?? I needed to do the mission and solve the problem, so it seemed like I couldn’t communicate with you very much, so I’m very disappointed, but during the next V App, let’s communicate a lot, hehe. I wanted to perform the mission to all my members, but I didn’t know how to do it, so after hitting them I failed, hehe. But I wanted to be first to succeedㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
Even so, I’m glad Yoohyeon’s wish was similar to mine..hehe
Go to Wolmido for Disco Pang Pang! I’m really not going to fall and will ride it well! Hehe
Of course, all the arm muscles come together sometimes you get bruises, but I really like Disco Pang Pang♡♡
If it doesn’t happen!!!!! I’ll cryㅠㅠ Heguheygyu If we go, I’ll ride the Viking!
I’m eating hot dogs, chicken skewers, grilled shellfish, noodles, hehehehe, it’s a happy imagination, kekekeke
If it’s possible, kekeke, please give us more support and interest, kekekekeke
I already miss our dreamer unnies, oppas, friends, and dongsaengs…ㅠ Even so, I will endure! I will try to wait!!
You guys, don’t be too sad and be only a little sad, and we will meet again~~~~~~~~ I love youuuuu~~~~♡♡

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Send me a ▲ for an unpopular opinion

Using “Neurotypical” as a bad word is infuriating. Like please fucking stop. I’m still not over the time that a ND person was scolding me for not understand every aspect of their condition automatically and saying it was probably hard for a “neurotypical like [me]” to understand. Like I can not begin to tell you how offensive that was, how belittling of every struggle I’ve ever gone through that was, and how much it still bothers me now. And that’s what I see every time I see post or comment treating “neurotypical” as an insult, or as some weird new gatekeeping mechanism. STOP. Just because your are ND, that doesn’t mean everyone who doesn’t get you is an evil Neurotypical™. Don’t be an asshole.

And same goes for those who use “the neurotypicals” as some easy scapegoat for EVERYTHING.

“I wish the neurotypicals hadn’t taken away the word ‘triggered’ from me”  um no sweety that was us, that was fellow neurodivergents. News flash: ND people can be assholes just as much as neurotypical people can – sometimes even more so because a few feel like their condition gives them the right to be the end all authority on every ND experience out there.

anonymous asked:

Princess, I feel like where ever I go there is unpositivity :-( Tell me how to make other ppl happy!!

Don’t be a me and don’t kill yourself trying to make every single person happy! It’s absolutely impossible and it’s not your responsibility. It’s ok if you enjoy making others happy, give them a gift or make them something or even give them a compliment! But don’t feel like you have to please everyone and make every person happy; it’s unrealistic and unhealthy for you mentally!

anonymous asked:

how are you so smart? tell me your secret oh wise one :0 ((like, really please im just some hs noob thats really really interested in this kind of stuff))

it’s mainly just spending time learning more about things I’m interested in; you should check out the resources  page of my blog for more info on different resources you can use (for astronomy/astrophysics). If you’re interested in something, follow your passions and learn more about it! That’s how you go places. Anybody can be a genius if they study/work/put a significant effort into what they’re doing. If you’re passionate about something learn more about it!!