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[FANACCT] 170611 KNK “해달별" Fansign Experience at 제일라아트홀 (Fanboy)

Hi again! 

I’m here with my fanaccount for KNK’s fansign during their “해달별" promotions.

This was a notably important fansign for me because I’m pretty sure this is my last fansign event before I leave Korea on the 22nd…

I’m so sad. ㅠㅠ

Anyway, it was a really awesome event and I’m glad I got to see my favorite group up close and personal again.

I did a video about their fansign before during “U” era too.

Without further ado, let’s get started!

KNK’s fansigns are getting more competitive nowadays, with fans buying more than 10 albums to have a chance to get in. I originally bought 9 albums, but after seeing a fan next to me at the CD store buy 10, I bought 3 more, totaling up to 12 albums overall. And I got in!

On the day of the fansign, I found the building where it was held and headed to the B2 floor. Some fans were waiting to get in, but the staircase and entrance was rather narrow. I showed my Alien Registration Card to verify my identification (though a passport works just as well) and the staff told me to pick a card that was on the table. The assorted cards were all face-down, and this was to determine my seat number. I got number 63. 

I took my seat, but the rows of chairs were all close together and narrow too, not allowing much room. This was a noticeable inconvenience when fans had to squeeze past each other in the rows. I spent a huge amount of time before coming to prepare a fanletter for my bias Seungjun, so I had to write down all the post-its for the members that I would put in my album.

Soon the members appeared and the fansign went underway. They looked so handsome as always, but they look especially good with the suits in this era aghhhh. 

Sorry that my picture’s quality isn’t too good, but this is how the fansign was conducted. The order was: Jihun→Inseong→Seungjun→Youjin→Heejun

MEMBER INTERACTIONS (with pictures and gifs!)

I’ll fast-forward to the interactions I had with each member. I’m sorry that I forgot some things that happened, but in the thick of the moment, it’s hard to process and take in everything that happened (for me). Luckily, I met someone at the fansign that was kind enough to take a video of me when I went through this great experience. I was really nervous again, because they’re my favorite group and this was my last time, so I was even more anxious. 


So leader Jihun was first this time around~ Actually he was rather quiet today as well; when I met him at a fansign last year, he was rather soft-spoken too. But it’s not necessarily a bad thing. I pointed to the questions I had brought for him on the post-its and told him I was a part of an international KNK fan group on Facebook, and I gathered some questions other Tinkerbells wanted to know about KNK. He was listening and then all of a sudden, said, “Ah. International,” in English. THAT WAS FREAKING CUTE AHH. He was really handsome up-close, though. He looked mature and cool when he was in thinking mode, but then he lapsed into squishy mode when he smiled and it was just adorable.

He really thought deeply about the questions I wrote. I guess he had to think a lot about how to answer them. But another factor was that time was really limited and the staff members were quite strict so they moved our albums to the next member by force, cutting our time short. 

Blue post-it note:
Q: Which member is really the closest to Jihun-hyung…?
A: I’m close with all but umm… Heejun?!
Jihun had some trouble answering this question but dang, I didn’t expect him to think so seriously about it. ㅠㅠ I’m sorry if I had to make you pick a favorite! I know you all love each other LOL. 

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Where do you draw the inspiration when you make the choreography (for KNK)?
A: There’s just times when suddenly… Ttak! 
I forgot what other little things we said after he answered those, but I had to move on. I gave him high-fives as a farewell and moved over to… Inseong!


Next was my second bias, Inseong. I greeted him by saying, “Inseonggie hyung~” hahaha because he’s just a fun, cool guy. He grinned and asked, “Hyung?” I SWEAR THIS WAS SO REMINISCENT WHEN I FIRST MET HIM in person when he asked me, “Am I hyung?” LOL. But he is just killing the visual game nowadays. He looked especially handsome today. He asked me where I’m from and I told him America, more specifically Hawaii. 

Bottom post-it note:
Q: Is there a place you really want to visit (vacation-wise)?
A: Hawaii

That’s probably why he cleverly wrote his answer as “Hawaii” for my question, but I’m not complaining! Inseong is really easy to talk to. 
I told him that his hairstyle for this concept suits him very well and that he looks really handsome. He was really happy to hear a compliment and ahhh he was just an excited hamster. I assured him that he was already handsome but now, even more. I basically complimented him a lot because he deserves more love and attention!!

Top post-it note:
Q: The most difficult point of this promotion…?

A: Live…!?

He explained that singing live was one of the toughest parts of promotions. I asked why, and he said it’s because he has to sing rather high. I understand him because him singing the chorus in “해달별" while dancing pretty vigorously looked really tiring… But he pulled it off! I told him he was really good and that he’s doing well. I feel like he was insecure a little about his performance as a vocalist and how well he does and I wanted to reassure him. It was time to move on so I told him bye~ Inseong really does have a warm heart and he’s such a nice person please give him lots of affection and reassurance


*sigh* I really can’t express how great and caring Seungjun is. I can tell he truly loves and adores his fans, and it shows from the way he treats them. He said my name like, “Junior?” in a cute tone and I said cutely too, “Seungjunnie-hyung~” AHAHAHAHA. He immediately looked at my questions and more antics ensued.

Blue post-it note:
Q: POKEMON or DIGIMON, you can only choose one
A: *marks Pokemon* but went the extra mile to show his UNCONDITIONAL PREFERENCE FOR DIGIMON LIKE WHAT THE NOOOOOOO

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Is there a member you want to live with for the rest of your life?
A: Inseong Jihun

At first, he took a look at the blue note and I reiterated, “You can only choose one!” Without hesitation, he answered, “Digimon!” I was like WHAT THE HECK, NO YOU CAN’T CHOOSE DIGIMON OVER POKEMON OMGG.

He was so firm, he was like, “Digimon~” in a cute tone and I told him, “Why??” He seemed a bit sympathetic and marked Pokemon, but said, “Digimon~” again and decorated a box around the word Digimon. DANG IT SEUNGJUN. I was like OTL because I came dressed in a Squirtle hoodie because I thought he loved Pokemon more but that happened. I mockingly complained, “I came dressed like this too…” Seungjun chuckled and then proceeded to gently grab my arm and draw a little heart on the Squirtle patch design on my hoodie!!!

SJ: *in a Korean accent* Hearteu~
I internally died at this cute action like I AM NEVER WASHING THIS HOODIE AGAIN LOL

I also made sure to give him the letter I worked on. He then looked at my second post-it, which he thought about for a moment. At first, Seungjun wrote Inseong, so I asked him why. He said because Inseong is funny. BUT THEN LAST MINUTE Seungjun scratches out Inseong’s name and writes Jihun AND HE DIDN’T EVEN GIVE A REASON WHY LOL. So that made think like HMMMMM this ship really sails itself huh… Now I had to tell him that this was pretty much my last chance to see them…

Me: Actually, on the 22nd, I’m leaving Korea, so this is my last chance to see you guys. I’m really glad I got to see you guys often while I was here.
SJ: *in a cute pleading voice* Don’t go~ (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH)
Me: I don’t wanna leave either!

And then this happened.

OMG I was so flustered when he asked when I’ll be back with that cheeky smile that I accidentally lapsed into English hahahaha. He probably didn’t understand what I said, but I had to move on ㅠㅠ!! Wait for me Seungjun, I’ll be back!! I really want to cry now… Hahahaha. And it ended cutely because I kept shaking his hand, and then…

Thank goodness. He is the best and he’s always so sweet!!


Okay I’m going to start off my account of Youjin because right when I got to him, he asked me, “Are you a fan of Seungjun?” BWAHAHAHA he called me out!! I told him that I liked all the members but yeah, Seungjun was my fave… If he noticed that, then wow… 

And then it was like another round of deja vu because I told him I was from Hawaii and that he should come, and he replied, “I want to go too!” LIKE THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT WE SAID LAST YEAR AT THE FIRST FANSIGN LOL.

He looked over my questions and I told him they were from other international fans. He got super excited over the Overwatch question and his inner fanboy came out. 

Yellow post-it note:
Q: Which heroes (do you use) when you play Overwatch?
A: Roadhog, Reinhardt, and… the last part was a bit illegible but I think he wrote the name of a Korean Overwatch player named 후아유. [If anyone wants to help me out with deciphering that, it’d be much appreciated~]

He was so happy when talking about his mains for OW, but I had to tell him that I actually didn’t know the game at all loooool. I wish I could’ve nerded out with him but idk ㅋㅋㅋ He even asked me, “Isn’t Overwatch quite popular in America?” lmaooo which is true but yeah, I’m clueless.

Blue post-it note:
Q: What are you most afraid of??
A: Bugs! 1인칭 horror game.

So Youjin seems to be the least fearful in the group so I also wanted to know what scares him. He wrote “bugs” and I couldn’t believe like this guy didn’t flinch for the ghost prank or a VR zombie slashing him but he’s afraid of insects??



But Youjin is a cool chill guy who loves gaming so hit him up yo


Heejun, Heejun, Heejun. You never know how he’ll be like. I heard from a friend that he’s different every time which is kinda true. The first time I met him, he was comical but on the quiet side, and we were kinda awkward… BUT THIS TIME WAS JUST OMG LOL.
He spoke some English to me even though I was talking to him in Korean which was cute. He said things like, “Where are you from?” and “Really?” Soooo silly. I complimented him on his English pronunciation and I DIDN’T NOTICE THIS UNTIL MY FRIEND SHOWED ME THE FOOTAGE SHE TOOK AND-

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG. Heejun’s also quite chill but he’s so funny agh.

Yellow post-it note: 
Q: Is there a concept you want to try?
A: BTS’ Blood, Sweat, Tears 
hOLY SHIZ IS IT WEIRD THAT I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE HEEJUN IN THAT KIND OF CONCEPT? he already bares his chest sometimes like omfg and I can totally see him pulling it off like shiz I AM READY

Blue post-it note:
Q: Heejun-ah~ Please write down your favorite color!!
A: Black, gray
Heejun forgot because he even asked himself out loud, “Which colors do I like?” I told him, “Why don’t you know??” HAHAHA. 

I told him I was l was leaving soon and he just replied, “When will you be back?” LOL. IDK, I wish I knew, then I wouldn’t have to leave y’all ㅠㅠ I told him bye and he was like, “bye bye!!!” 

Later on, the members picked random seat numbers from a box and the chosen fans could take a selca with them. SO LUCKYY. I WASN’T CHOSEN BUT UGH IT’S OKKK. 

Then they played 공기, which is a Korean bean game similar to Jacks. Jihun got really competitive and he almost kicked the stage LMAOOOO. Seungjun was really bad at it and he ended up last. Youjin was first, followed by Inseong, Heejun and finally Jihun secured a place by a hair. Seungjun’s punishment was dancing to their title track with aegyo LOOOOOL he tried his best but he looked so awkward omg

And that was it.
My last fansign with them.

I love them so much, because they’re all so wholesome and show their personalities unabashedly. All of them are SO DIFFERENT and the dynamics are just so interesting and charming. 

SORRY I cut it a little at the end but I have to go to class ㅠㅠ I’ll tweak this a bit later maybe but I hope y’all enjoyed this!!!!

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Father's Day fic thing: Luke getting a message unexpectedly from Vader (can be about anything really, from his mom to "I saw what you did in that last battle, good piloting but HOLY HECK NEVER DO THAT AGAIN") and Luke gets Emotions

This gets real fluffy, real fast. After Luke decided to show up all beat up with no inital explanation.

Luke groaned as he flopped back onto his bunk. His entire body was sore, every muscle aching, and he would swear that even the tips of his hair hurt. About the only part of him not in pain was his prosthetic hand, and that was simply because the false nerves in the synthskin registered pain, sent that information to his brain once, to document in the initial injury, and then ceased firing to avoid a continuous ache.

He was sure the damage to the synthskin – skinned knuckles, for all intents and purposes – had happened when he’d punched the destroyed console of the ship he’d crashed, though he hadn’t noticed until far later, once he was allowed a moment’s rest in the back of the shuttle Wedge had picked him up in.

Luke clenched and unclenched his fist, watching the wires and metal bones move where the synthskin was torn away. He hadn’t damaged any of the components, which was good, though he would have to get the synthskin replaced sooner rather than later if he wanted to keep the delicate wiring intact. He didn’t really want to visit the medbay for his other minor, if painful, injuries, knowing Leia would find out exactly how bad of shape he was in if he did. He had managed to talk Wedge out of dragging him to the medbay the instant they landed back at the base, at the price of allowing his wingmate to fuss over him and put bacta patches on the worst of his cuts. A healing trance would ease the worst of the aches from the crash. There was no use wasting pain meds on him, and he could really do without yet another entry into his med file.

He had barely managed to sink into a light healing trance, the Force swirling around him and through him, dulling the pain and healing the bruises and cuts on his body, when the holotransceiver on his bedside table beeped at him. Luke seriously considered ignoring it. He had been promised a few hours rest after his debriefing, so it wouldn’t be anything important from Command. And they would use his comlink frequency anyways. But the third beep was accompanied by a sharp nudge in the Force; it wanted him to take this call.

Sighing, Luke sat up and grabbed the device. He didn’t recognize the number, but the Force was still encouraging him, so he accepted the call.

Only to nearly end it again the instant it connected.

But surprise kept his fingers frozen, and by the time he could think to move again, Vader was already speaking, and it was too late.

“Your recklessness nearly got you killed today, my little one,” Vader said. He spoke with such easy nonchalance, as though comming his Rebel son was an everyday occurrence, that Luke nearly missed the possessive.

Luke scowled. “How do you even know about that?” he demanded. He glanced over at the door, checking to make sure that he had locked it.

“My son, you cannot expect to crash a stolen shuttle and get into a fight with half a dozen loyal Imperial citizens at a local cantina without reports of it reaching me.” Luke thought he could detect a slight bit of humor in his father’s voice.

“They started it,” Luke muttered. He hadn’t meant to get into a fight, but the wanted bulletins made his face rather infamous, and he hadn’t exactly known that that cantina was very Empire-friendly until he’d walked in and been set upon by a handful of angry and enthusiastic civilians interested in his rather substantial bounty.

“I am aware of that,” Vader said. There was an awkward pause, as neither of them were sure what to say. Luke was not quite sure what the protocol for this sort of situation was. He should probably end the call, because talking privately with the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Navy could get him in trouble for treason, even if, or perhaps especially because, the man was his father. But curiosity won him over, and he sighed.

“What do you want, Father?” The term of address slipped out far easier than Luke had expected, and it startled Vader as much as Luke, if the slight twitch of the Sith’s helmet was anything to go by.

“There was… blood at the cantina.”

“Yeah, that typically happens when there’s a bar fight.”

“Not all of it belonged to your assailants.”

Luke blinked. Had Vader really gone to the trouble and risk of contacting him just to find out if he was injured? That idea sent a little flutter of hope to Luke’s heart. If his father cared about his well-being, there had to still be good in him, right?

“One snuck up on me with a vibroblade,” Luke admitted. “Look, it’s no big deal, I’m fine. Just a few scratches. Nothing the healing trance you interrupted couldn’t fix. Besides, why – ”

Vader interrupted him. “You know how to initiate a healing trance?” Luke couldn’t be offended at the surprise he heard in Vader’s tone, because it was laced with pride.

“I may not be able to best you in a lightsaber duel, but I’m not completely untrained.” He crossed his arms over his chest and tried to bite back the wince as the motion pulled on one of the deeper cuts on his bicep. “Why do you even care?”

He needed to test his theory, needed to know if Vader’s concern was really concern, or just a ruse to draw him in. Too late, he considered the idea that the call was being traced and Death Squadron would be knocking on the Alliance’s door tomorrow. There was nothing he could do about it now, if that was the case. Their conversation had been going on long enough to have established a point of origin on Luke’s end.

“Is the Rebellion capable of treating your injuries?”

Luke frowned. “They’re minor. They’ll heal in a week. You’re avoiding the question.”

“My ship has the finest medical facility – ”

“I’m not setting foot on the Executor, Father. Why do you care?”

Luke held his breath as Vader fell silent. His father turned his head away for a moment, a display of embarrassment Luke had never expected him to make. When he finally spoke, his voice was much softer than it had been.

“You are far too valuable to me to lose, my son.”

Jealousy ~

Yousef is Jealous™ of Isak of all people and Sana finds it funny (and maybe even likes it a little bit). Based on a text post from @iipsychotic-angelii


Yousef is playing video games with Elias when Sana rushes out of her room carrying a backpack, wearing minimal makeup and dressed in her usual black. Mrs. Bakkoush is sipping tea and reading the newspaper in the dining room and Sana gives her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek.

“Mamma, I’m going to Isak’s house, will be back in two hours.” she says as she quickly runs out the door.

“Text me when you get there!” Mrs. Bakkoush yells at the closed door.

Isak. This is the third time he has heard that name. Who is this Isak and why is Sana always talking about him? He wonders if he should ask Elias, but decides against it.

Yousef didn’t like the feeling burgeoning inside him at the thought of Sana and some faceless boy; but he has no right to feel that way so he crushes the notion before it leads him to a corner of his mind he really didn’t want to visit right now.

He tries to focus on the game, but for the next three rounds he loses.


Yousef hears laughter in the kitchen. He walks over and see Sana’s face crinkled up in the most adorable way as she points the boy’s startlingly scarlet cheeks. Isak.

“I told you!” she says in between giggles. “I told you you wouldn’t be able to handle spicy chai but of course you had to try.”

Isak shakes his head and inhales and exhales a few times. “It’s not that I can’t handle it, it’s just…a lot of intense flavor.”

Sana raises her hands and finger quotes, “Intense flavor huh? You face is a tomato Isak.”

Jokingly he huffs in an indignant manner. “Whatever. Let’s go finish the project. We barely have a page and its due Friday.”

Sana smiles and nods as she puts away the cups.

Yousef watches this easy camaraderie between them with increasing frustration and when they finally notice him his expression is not exactly friendly.

“Ehmh hmph.” Isak coughs. He smiles at Yousef as he walks out of the kitchen and Yousef tries his best to return it.

Sana and Yousef remain rooted to their spots. The silence is so awkward that he breaks it with the first thing that comes to his mind.

“He’s a really close friend isn’t he?”

Yousef regrets it as soon as he says it because he doesn’t want to seem like he’s prying but Sana doesn’t look offended.

She shrugs her shoulder and simply answers, “We’re biology buddies. Well technically chemistry buddies now.”

Chemistry buddies? Yousef should leave it at that, he really should. But he continues, “How long have you known him?”

Sana’s eyes twinkle mischievously and she has a curious look on her face now. Yousef wonders if he gave too much away.

“For about a year.” She says slyly and offers nothing more.

He’s at a loss how to proceed but she saves him the trouble as she excuses herself and walks away.


Back in her room Isak is babbling away about chemical reactions but Sana’s mind keeps going back to that wounded expression on Yousef’s face. She guesses that’s how she must’ve looked when she saw Yousef and Noora at the party.

Is this wishful thinking? Is she projecting and imagining certain things when in reality there’s nothing there at all?

She doesn’t know why she didn’t make it clearer, she could’ve simply said “we’re friends and nothing more” and dispelled all confusion or speculation.

But for some reason, she didn’t.

It ends up leaving her with a funny feeling in her chest, a weird sense of joy mixed with vindication and something else she didn’t dare put a name to.

Isak snaps two fingers in front of her face.

“Helloooo. Sana to Earth, Sanasol to Earth!”

She rolls her eyes at him and tries to focus on their project.


It’s the third time he’s seen her rushing off to Isak’s place and now he just has to ask Elias. “What kind of project requires that much after school work? I mean we never had something like that in Bakka.”

Elias, oblivious as always, replies, “Sana’s a perfectionist. Her grades matter a lot to her, so I’m sure she’s just overdoing it as always.”

Yousef drops it at that. But his thoughts remain elsewhere and Elias beats him every round again. He’s beginning to get real tired of losing.


Sana walks Isak outside and Even is there waiting for him. Their faces light up simultaneously and they greet each other with their usual passionate kiss.

She looks at them and wonders how it feels to be fortunate enough to find that kind of love.


Yousef watches from the window above as the two boys wave goodbye to Sana. He feels like an utter fool.

She looks up as she’s about to go back inside and spots him at the window.

He’s frozen and doesn’t know if he should duck or just pretend he was looking at the sky and honestly this is so stupid stupid stupid.

Sana tilts her head and raises her eyebrow. Then she gives him a slow smile and he remembers how to breathe again.

She goes back inside and he presses his forehead against the cool window.

On one hand he’s laughing at himself for being such an idiot, but on the other hand, in a place deep inside his heart, he’s so relieved.

And that relief both scares and thrills him at the same time.


idk how this came to mind,, but i thought it’d just be funny and i can totally see monty doing all of this like omg wowow. i’m australian by the way and idk i think his commentary would be funny.

  • He’d so ask if you’re jet lagged every day.
  • You’ll reply with an eye roll.
  • He’ll snigger.
  • He nicknames you things like ‘aussie’ and ‘roo’.
  • He learns the national anthem for you.
  • You hate him for it.
  • He plays it whenever you get up to do a presentation in front of the class.
  • You glare at him.
  • He’s been contacted about bullying. He insists it’s friendly banter. You wish you could say otherwise.
  • “Hey, Aus, can you please pass me that boomerang?” He asks when asking for a pen.
    “Monty, we don’t use that word in replacement for other objects.”
    “Well, you should.”
  • He’s always like, “Yes, this is my girlfriend, she’s from Australia.” or “She’s from the land down under.”
  • He thinks you’re invincible because of the snakes and deadly animals surrounding the place. You aren’t.
  • And when you get hurt or stub your toe and scream bloody murder he’s like, “Toughen up, you’re Australian.” and you’re like, “That doesn’t make my life pain free, dickhead!”
  • “I forgot you had an accent.” He’d say after you not talking for five minutes.
  • He really wants to go there and visit your pet kangaroo.
  • Yes, you’ve told him there aren’t pet kangaroos in every household.
  • He narrows his eyes, disbelieving. “I’ll see that out for myself when we get there.”
  • Totally googled Australian facts after meeting you for the first time.
Tell It To The Barista

In which Riskua starts working at a coffee shop

A little ficlet for @tsume-yuki​ for her fic Tell it to the Marines. Because the coffee shop AU didn’t yet exist and I love TITTM so much.

A peaceful little job, Mama had suggested after they moved to this town from Melring. Riskua needs to get out more, apparently.

Riskua is fairly certain that this hadn’t been what she meant. Actually, knowing her mother, it might have been exactly what she was talking about.

Whoever thought coffee shops were peaceful needed a reality check. It’s Riskua’s second day. The store manager just quit and walked off, and with her three of the employees. Which leaves just her and Law, a guy who’s working here surprisingly not to pay for his classes - he’s some sort of genius and has a full scholarship, also his father is apparently kind of over the top when it comes to giving him money - but because he genuinely loves coffee. And another reason, but Riskua doesn’t yet know what it is.

It’s the morning. This is the only coffee shop near the university campus. And there’s only Riskua and Law manning the shop.

Law gives her a look akin to one a general might give his troops just before heading into battle.  “At least we’ll be prepared for the zombie apocalypse, Ris-ya,” he says.

She gives him a lopsided grin and twirls her pen before clutching it like a dagger. “My father always says to beat them off with a stick. It never made sense until now.”

Law gives her a mildly exasperated look, and then there’s no time to speak anymore. The masses have arrived. It is time for battle.

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Congratulations to Me Part Three

A/N- This is the third and final part of Congratulations to Me, hope you enjoy it.

Congratulations to Me Part One

Congratulations to Me Part Two


Once again major props to @winchesters-favorite-girl. She’s been a major part of helping me write and develop this series. 

Warning: Underage drinking and unwanted advances

*4 months later*

Okay, in hindsight coming to the party probably hadn’t been Y/N’s smartest idea. But when Johnny, the boy she’d been crushing since the start of the semester, invited her she’d couldn’t say no.

He’d shown interest in her and she’d been feeling homesick, guess going to school across the country did that to you. Here she was, stuck in the middle of nowhere. When accepting college offers going to school in Kansas sounded great, but that was before she stopped talking to her reason for thinking so.

The night had started out great. By the time, she’d gotten there the party was already in full swing. Music was blasting, people were dancing and the alcohol was following. Y/N danced with some girls from her literature class and chatted with different people from the party.

Johnny had been sticking close to her side all night. His hand barely left her hip and he’d been filtering strong all night. At first the attention had been flattering, but after a while it was getting concerning. He followed her everywhere and had quickly become possessive, kissing her and clinging to her.

Johnny had her pinned to the hall down some hallway kissing her neck. Y/N had tried to leave multiple times, but he came dragging her back in. Y/N pushed him off again.

Johnny whined, “C’mon now babe.”

Y/N nervously pushed him back even more, thinking quickly, “I’ve got to use the bathroom.”

Johnny sighed, but allowed her down the hallway. Y/N hurried inside and promptly locked the door behind herself, thinking quickly. She didn’t have many options, there didn’t seem to be any chance of Johnny leaving her alone and she didn’t see how she could push out past him.

She needed help.

Y/N panicked, she needed help soon. She could only hold Johnny off so long. Y/N tapped her phone in her hand. Who to call, who to call? Y/N sighed, she knew who she needed to call, but that didn’t make it any easier. She hadn’t talked to them since their fight, they’d tried to call her and talk, but she’d shut them out.

Sam and Dean.

Y/N sighed and opened her phone, she had no guarantee that they would answer, hell with them they might even have different numbers now, but nonetheless they were her best bets. Y/N’s finger hovered over the call button next to Dean’s number and let out a deep breath. She jumped when someone banged on the door.

“Y/N,” Johnny hollered.

“Be right out,” She tried to sound controlled, but it came out shaker than she would have liked.

“Hurry up.”

Y/N waited for the floorboards to creak as Johnny backed away from the door before she pressed the call button. Y/N held her breath as the phone rang, praying that Dean answered.

“Hello?” Dean’s gruff voice asked as the ringing stopped. Y/N was so relieved she whimpered.

“Y/N?” Dean asked uncertainly, worried why his sister was calling after ignoring them for months.

“I need help,” her voice was soft and scared, setting Dean more on edge than he already was.

Dean was suddenly more alert than before, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m at a party and his guy won’t leave me alone. I tried to leave, but he just keeps kissing me and he’s a lot bigger than I am. I can’t get away from him. I’m scared Dean.”

Dean felt every nerve in his body set on edge. There was no way Dean was going to let this guy get away with taking advantage of his sister.

“Where are you?” he asked as fear began to flood through him, knowing he couldn’t get to her in time.

“At 312 on Bergen Street down at the University.”

“Which University?”


“You’re in Kansas?” Dean questioned as he began to realize that you’d been down the street from them the entire time.

“Yeah I uh-” She was interrupted by Johnny yelling through the door again. “Dean you gotta hurry, he won’t stop.”

Y/N heard whispering on the other end and then, “Y/N?”

It was Sam.


“Listen, we’re on our way right now okay? We’ll be there in five minutes.”

“Hurry Sam.”

Y/N bought herself another 2-3 minutes in the bathroom before Johnny all, but threatened to knock down the door.

Y/N slowly opened the door, trying to quickly move down the hallway and away from Johnny, but he was hot on her trail.

“What’s wrong babe,” his voice was wobbly from all the alcohol he had that night. “You were in the bathroom forever, was starting to think you’d slipped out the window.”

If only she would have fit. Y/N grimaced and tried to continue to head for the door, but he grabbed her arm pulling her back into him. His arms circling around her waist tightly. His lips found her neck once again and Y/N tried to shrug him off waiting for her brothers to hurry up and get here.

She heard them before she saw them. The second the front door slammed open she knew it had to be them from all the noise. She heard her brother’s rough voices shouting at drunken college students asking where she was.

Y/N knew the chances of the boys hearing her over all the noise was slim, but she still shouted, “SAM! DEAN!”

Relief flood through her as she saw her brothers come flying around the corner. Before she could say anything, she felt Johnny being ripped off her. Y/N stumbled back and into Dean’s waiting arms. Y/N instantly relaxed knowing there was nowhere safer than her big brother’s arms.

Sam had pulled Johnny off her and shoved him away, positioning himself between Johnny and his sister. Sam stood tall, towering over the young man.

“What the hell guys?” Johnny asked, clearly not realizing exactly what he was in for.

“What the hell?” Sam’s voice was dark and menacing. “You’re trying to take advantage of our little sister is what and that sure as hell isn’t happening on our watch.”

Johnny visibly gulped, clearly wary of the much bigger man threatening him, “Sister?”

“Yeah, sister,” Dean spoke up for the first time and his tone was as dangerous and challenging as Sam’s was. “A sister you’re going to stay far away from, understand? You’re going to keep your hands to yourself, because, well… I’ve got a gun and I’m always packing. You really don’t want another visit from me. Got it?”

Johnny stumbled back and nodded aggressively.

“Good,” Sam said, and before Johnny could react Sam swung his fist, knocking the teenager to the ground. He nodded at Dean and the two brothers ushered Y/N toward the front door and out into the cool night air. Dean guided her into the back seat of the impala and Y/N leaned back into the familiar feel of the worn leather.

Sam and Dean slide into the front seat and instantly turned around to face their sister. Worried showed on both their faces and Sam was the first one to speak, “You okay?”

Y/N sighed, she knew she was safe, Johnny wasn’t getting anywhere near her with Sam and Dean here now, but she was still pretty on edge and shaken up.

“I don’t know,” she admitted honestly and saw the murderous looks that flashed across both her brother’s faces. “That was pretty terrifying and I’m still shaken up about it. But I know I’m okay now, thanks you guys for coming.”

“Of course, that’s what brothers are for.” A bit of an awkward silence fell over the car before Dean spoke again, “What are you doing at school in Kansas?”

Y/N shifted nervously in her seat, “I wanted to go to school closer to you guys. I didn’t like being all the way across the country from you and so I thought this would be great, I would be five minutes away. I wanted it to be a surprise, I was going to tell you at graduation, but obviously that didn’t quite work out.”

“Y/N,” Dean shifted as much as he could in the seat to see her. “We really messed up with that. Sam though we should leave, but I was sure you wouldn’t mind. Turns out you cared a lot more in the past then we realized. I know we haven’t always been there for you, but we are so proud of you and we love you so much.”

“It’s okay, I forgive you.”

“Seriously?” Sam asked, raising his eyebrows. “You’ve ignored us for the last four months and now we’re just forgiven?”

“I missed you guys and yes, you have let me down a few times, but at the end of the day you’re there when it counts. You came and saved me tonight. You haven’t missed everything over the years and you always have the best intentions. You’re my brothers and I love you guys.”

“We’re going to try harder to make it to things now. No more missing because of hunts.”

“Yeah,” Dean agreed with his brother. “And we’ll make it up to you for missing this one.”

Y/N laughed, “Alright, but let’s go home. You can sweet talk me with all the wonderful things you plan to do for me there.”

The boys smiled as they turned back around in their seats, happy to finally have their little sister back.

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Rose festival at Kamakura Museum of Literature



Kamakura Museum of Literature is holding “Rose festival”.
I really want to visit the historical architecture that became the model for the Fujigaya-Jogakuin senior high school in “Sweet Blue Flowers”  written by Takako Shimura :-)

ID #52128

Name: Ieva (pronounced A-va)
Age: 19
Country: Lithuania


i’m really awkward, so… To be honest, I probably love a lot of things. I love history, think it’s satisfying to know one’s past. One can learn a lot from it. I enjoy maritime and normal archeology, paleonthology, but will probably study veterinary.

I love music a lot, can play 3 instruments, can sing. When I was younger, I wanted to be a singer. Not gonna happen though. My favorite bands are twenty one pilots, imagine dragons, onerepublic, pvris.

I also love watching films, like marvel but romance can do some good too. My favorite move at the moment is No kiss list (i know that it’s a crappy movie, still love it)

I am fluent in lithuanian (obviously, but seriously, my language is no joke), german and english.

I love sports. hiking, kayaking, swimming, cycling, running, pilates. But am really lazy, so yup.

I adore reading, am seriously addicted - always read a book in a day.

I love travelling, even though I haven’t visited many countries. My dream is to work with elephants someday. I really want ro visit Australia and Iceland.

Speaking about animals- am obssesed with dogs. I also adore cows (they have such nice eyelashes) and the elephant is my spirit animal.

I don’t have a lot of friends irl, ‘cause lithuanian society is conservative, my views are too western. I am ace and support the whole community fully. I’m all for equality, am a feminist.

Also, I’m really bad at typing, so it’s guaranteed that this has some typos. Sorry c:

Preferences: people from 17 to 25, not rude and all for equal rights

legendarycandypenguin  asked:

RFA+V+Saeran reacting to MC being a foreigner. I'm german so I'm wondering how they would react to noticing the accent when they meet MC for the first time.


  • He’d notice when he sees you that you’re not Korean, most likely finding your foreign looks to be really pretty.
  • One of the first things he’d tell you was that you’re beautiful, admiring your looks.
  • He’d probably point out your broken Korean, correcting you to help you with it. 
  • When he introduces you to people, he’d brag about where you’re from, proud of having an ‘exotic’ partner. *eye roll*
  • Really wants to visit the country you’re from


  • When he first sees you, you’re 10x cuter that he expected just because you’re foreign.
  • He’d immediately ask where you’re from, wanting to learn a lot about it.
  • He suggests modeling, since your unique looks would get you far.
  • Always taking selfies with you
  • Always…
  • Asks you to teach him your native language.
  • He gives up quickly, but makes sure to learn things such as “I love you.” and “Good morning.”


  • Would immediately become fascinated with things about where you’re from.
  • Wants to learn your native language, and does really well.
  • She would help you anytime you got stuck on words in Korean, sometimes explaining stuff for you if you can’t figure out how to say it. 
  • Really loves how different you look from everyone else she knows.


  • You being foreign doesn’t make you any more or less beautiful to him
  • He’s used to all different looking women flirting with him, since he travels so much for work.
  • Probably already knows the language you speak, helping you with your Korean
  • Sometimes you guys slip in and out of different languages while talking to each other, confusing everyone around you. 
  • Literally offers to move to your home country if it would make you more comfortable.


  • He found out while doing the background check and his heart skipped a beat
  • MC is a hot foreign person. 
  • He wouldn’t tell you he knows in the chat, just randomly brings up stuff about your country to see what you say, or says things in your native language.
  • Once everyone sees you, he brags that he knew before everyone else
  • Also brags about dating a hot foreign person.
  • Tries to embrace any traditions from your country, bringing them up to you.

  • (Since he can’t see) He notices when you begin to speak, your Korean slightly accented and broken.
  • He asks where you’re from, telling you that your accent is beautiful.
  • He’d learn your native language on his own, surprising you with it.
  • Would want to visit your home country as much as possible, loving that it made you who you are. 
  • He also suggests you consider modeling, that he would take pictures of you if he could still see.


  • Would probably act indifferent, but would be really hyped
  • You don’t look anything like anyone else he’s seen, and it’s oddly comforting.
  • Would only learn a few words in your language, just picking up on what you say, but he wouldn’t make an effort to learn the language.
  • If anyone is ever rude to you for your broken Korean, he will fight them 
  • Though he isn’t very patient himself when you get stuck, getting frustrated and asking you to get on with it.
  • He’ll apologize in his own way, though, actually letting you hug him, and will be nice the rest of the day
Lie to me [Part 1]

Summary: You couldn’t imagine that your short stay in Stockholm would eventually lead to meeting three boys which are definitely keeping some big secrets.

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Gang AU

Who: BTS, Jimin x Reader

Word count: ~ 4K

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Originally posted by bangtanboysloves


It was a city you really wanted to visit someday and this year you and your best friend Luna decided to go there for a few days.

It was a rainy day and you were sitting in the bus from the airport to the central station.

“Wake me up when we are there! I’m going to sleep!!”

“No problem. I know you need you’re sleep.” You knew her lack of sleep would instantly turn into bad mood and this is something you didn’t want. So you tried to be as quiet as possible and maybe close your eyes for a short nap, too. To your luck most of the other passengers in the bus were as tired as you, leaving a calm and quiet atmosphere throughout the bus.

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Little One

Requested By Anon

Pairings: Peter Parker x Short!Reader

Scott has created a chatroom.

Scott has invited Y/N, Peter, Wanda, Vision.

Scott: Which one of you can help me get out of training today? Any ideas?

Peter: We all have training today. I don’t think Mr. Stark or Cap would approve.

Scott: Please.

Wanda: Why not? I’ll cover for you.

Vision: It would be unfair to all of us if Scott didn’t train today.

Scott: I really want to visit my daughter today. C’mon!

Y/N: I’ll help you. I’ll keep Steve distracted until we can come up with an excuse for you.

Peter: How will you do that? Will he even see you?

Y/N: I am short! Not invisible!

Peter: Whatever you say, Shorty.


Peter: That makes you a shrub.

Vision: Peter, stop teasing her!

Wanda: No, keep teasing her!

Vision: Wanda!

Wanda: Vision!

Peter: But she gets even cuter when angry!

Wanda: I am hoping that you finally confess your feelings to her.


Wanda: Looks like it might take a while…

Peter: You’re not tall enough to reach my face to punch me, but I surrender from your adorableness. It’s too much for me.

Wanda: Just tell her and maybe you two will finally stop fighting!

Peter: There’s nothing to tell!

Wanda: You tease her because you like her!

Peter: No, because she’s short!

Y/N: Wanda why are you talking to a spider? Odd.


Peter: I don’t think it’s fair if Scott gets excused. I’m swamped with school work but you don’t see me bailing.

Y/N: UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE HERE, I will help. Steve is with T’Challa right now, I will stall him.

Peter: Hi, I’m some people. It makes sense you would help Scott. Both of you are so tiny.

Y/N: Shut up, you sound like Thor.


Peter: … You shrink, remember?

Scott: Right.

Wanda: Wait, Scott. Why don’t you just ask Steve for the day off? I’m sure he won’t mind.

Scott: I did that last week. I can’t ask again.

Vision: Another reason why Scott should not get out of training. 

Scott: You would understand if you had children.

Vision: Do Y/N and Peter count?


Peter: I’m not but Y/N is.

Scott: Yes. That counts. How do you manage with them?


Peter: I’ve seen 10 year olds taller than you. .

Vision: It is extremely exhausting, Scott.

Y/N: Vision is not even two years old! He’s not in charge of me!

Peter: He should be since he’s taller than you, Little One.

Scott: If it wasn’t for you and Steve, I think Y/N might have murdered Peter by now.


Peter: Are you saying that because you’re not tall enough to ride any of the rides?

Vision: Oh she has tried fighting him several times but Peter just hugs her in response.


Peter: What are you gonna do, Frodo Baggins?

Wanda: Will you two finally make out?

Y/N: What?

Wanda: Nothing.

Peter: The message is there. We can see it.

Wanda: … It’s almost time for training, see you there!

Wanda has left the chat.

Y/N: Peter distracted me! I didn’t get to stall Steve. Sorry, Scott!

Vision: My plan has been a success. Now, Scott, there is no way out of training.


Scott has left the chat.

Vision has left the chat.

Y/N: I don’t think I’ll attend training today, not if you’re there!

Peter: Steve won’t wike that, wittle won. Plus I’ll miss you wevy much, wittle won.

Y/N: Stop it.

Peter: Make me.

Y/N has added Thor.


Y/N: Thor, Peter is being mean.

Peter: No, I’m not!


Y/N: Hey!


Peter: I’m sorry! I don’t mean to offend her. I like her, a lot! Wanda was right!

Thor: You must make it up to her and the only way for you to do that is in battle. Prove that you are a worthy warrior and I will forgive this.

Y/N: Wait, Thor. I know Peter was joking, I was too. Please don’t fight him.

Thor: Oh, I was going to suggest he fight my brother but if that is the case, Lady Y/N, I will not make him do that. But I will not allow anyone else to jest about your height.

Tony has joined the chat.

Tony: Shorty, Kid, why aren’t you two at training? Steve’s waiting.


Tony: What?


Tony has left the chat.

Thor has left the chat.

Y/N: I should have told Thor that Tony calls me shorty too.

Peter: We should help him.

Y/N: … But we have training.

Peter: …And he did flirt with my aunt.

Y/N: He’ll be fine.

Peter: Guess we shouldn’t keep Steve waiting any longer.

Y/N: Oh and by the way,

Peter: ?

Y/N: I like you too.




Y/N has left the chat.


Peter has left the chat.