the boys of silence

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Poppy: C'mon Bae! It will be Fun!!

Kandii: I know but is TYING ME REALLY NECESSARY!!??

Annie: Yes It Is! Your Good at making SoftCore FLUFFS and SINS–
*awkward silence*

Poppy: OoOoOoO~

Kandii: ……

Kandii: BOI–

YEEEP this is the way my Baes drags me in on making fictions and oneshots they tie me up–

Green Bunny Bae/ @poppystarry
Blue Winter Bae/ @anniepuffle

// @o0jaywolf0o @blazeen @mscheckacheck fuckin help me im getting dragged on making Fluff and Sin oneshots for Eddsworld ships jfc//

Monsters

[REQUESTED]

kim yugyeom | reader pov | angst, fluff | 833 words

“monsters haunted his mind — and he kept it all to himself.


I slipped under the covers, laying on my side as I tried to listen for any signs that the boys are back home.

Silence. 

You could practically hear a pin drop.

I sighed, looking over at my digital clock, the bright red numbers of 02:48 shining bright in the darkness. I didn’t like them coming back so late, really. I mean, they’re human beings. They need their rest and sleep.

Just then, I heard the front door getting pushed open, and I froze to make sure I wasn’t hearing things.

Yep, I wasn’t. I heard Jackson’s low voice muttering something, and the rest mumbling something else in reply. I smiled. Finally at ease that they’re back, I closed my eyes to try to sleep. 

But sleep didn’t come, for some reason. I was mentally tired for sure, but my body seemed the opposite. I probably shouldn’t have drank coffee in the evening. I tossed and turned, checking the time every now and then. 

At 4am or so, I gave up trying to sleep and went out of my room to just check on the boys. There were a few times where they would not be sleeping, some of them still working on whatever they felt they were lacking in. That’s where I’d come in to pretty much force them to sleep. They needed it. 

I walked past Jackson’s shared room with Mark, and I quietly turned the door knob. Both were in deep sleep, snuggled under the covers. Wonderful.

I moved to Jinyoung’s room. He was still reading a book of some sort. His eyes met mine and I narrowed my eyes at him. He chuckled, nodding and putting his book away. 

“I’ll go to sleep,” he relented, sliding under his covers. “You go to sleep too.”

I nod, my eyes darting to Youngjae who was sleeping soundly on the thick mattress on the floor. Youngjae pretty much slept wherever he wanted to — he changes bedrooms everyday. I don’t have to worry much about him since he valued his sleep enough.

I closed the room door, tiptoeing to Jaebum’s room. He was asleep, too. 

Last room — Bambam and Yugyeom’s. I opened the door, quietly hissing when the door let out a small creak. 

Bambam was asleep, alright. He was sprawled all over the bed, his arms and legs everywhere. I snickered to myself, but immediately stopping when I caught sight of Yugyeom. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, his back facing me, his body slouched. I frowned in worry. 

I soundlessly went over to Bambam’s bed, pulling the covers over him, before making my way to Yugyeom.

He was obviously in deep thought. He jumped when I sat down beside him, not knowing that I was in here all this while. 

“Why aren’t you sleeping?” I whispered, not wanting to wake the Bambam.

Yugyeom smiled weakly, shaking his head. “I’ll sleep soon.”

There was obviously something wrong. 

“What’s up?” I asked.

“Nothing.”

“It’s obviously not ‘nothing’. Talk to me about it,” I persuaded.

“I said it’s nothing,” Yugyeom raised his voice a little, gritting his teeth. I flinched.

“I’m not leaving till you tell me what’s going on,” I said firmly.

Yugyeom seemed to break down then. He looked away, inhaling sharply. His eyes glistened from the corners. I rubbed his back, my hand stroking the back of his head a couple of times.

“Whenever you’re ready,” I said softly.

“It’s just that…” his voice cracked from the tears he held back and he trailed off, dropping his head. I nodded, patiently waiting for him to continue.

“I don’t know. I just feel like I’m bringing GOT7 down. I can’t do anything. I can’t rap like Mark. I can’t sing like Youngjae. I’m not funny like Jackson. I—” Yugyeom cut himself short, his tears flowing freely now. “I really don’t know what to do.” 

My heart ached seeing him like this. I pulled him in a hug, and he rested his head onto my shoulder. I let him cry into it. 

“Yugyeom…” I said. “You know you dance well, right? Really well. You’re just nineteen. Put yourself beside all nineteen-year-olds, you’re that shining piece of gem.”

I continuously rubbed circles into his back. Yugyeom seemed to be calming down enough. 

“Hit the Gyeom was such a trending topic after you won that show, you know? Even the members are still talking about it,” I said. “You’re a key member in the team. All of you are. You guys obviously wouldn’t be GOT7 as long as one member is missing.”

Yugyeom had stopped crying, just sniffles here and there.

“So don’t ever see yourself as a useless member of the team.”

He mumbled a ‘thank you’, pulling away from the embrace. His eyes were pink, obviously tired from the day’s events.

“Don’t think so much about it, alright?” I cooed. “Just go to sleep.”

He nodded, lying down onto his bed as he gently held my hand for a brief moment. “Thanks.”

I shook my head, smiling, before leaving the room. I shot him one last look, which he returned with a reassuring smile.


✧ a/n:

[please read this part] most of you may have noticed my change in format for my masterlists! it’s now divided into type and members, but originally it was all put under one post. i desperately need your opinion on this! do leave a note and let me know if you guys preferred the original masterlist or the masterlist now :) thank you!

☼ remember to leave a request or ask if you have any!

☼ here’s my masterlist if you’d like to see more of my conten

anonymous asked:

can i get an aesthetic board and maybe a playlist for a transmasc nonbinary dave? skulls and the macabre are appreciated and this dude likes music like twenty one pilots and disturbed. thanks m'dudes

Coming right up!

The Judge - Twenty One Pilots

Johnny Boy - Twenty One Pilots

Migraine - Twenty One Pilots

The Sound Of Silence - Disturbed

Immortalized - Disturbed

Miss Jackson - P!ATD

tell us if theres anything youd like changed in either of the things!

@yetanotherdavekin

- Mod Kark and Dave

My best movies ever:

1. Chatroom
2. Prozac Nation
3. Trainspotting
4. SLC Punk
5. Requiem for a dream
6. Third person
7. Girl, interrupted
8. Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo
9. Mr. Nobody
10. Nowhere boy
11. Breakfast at Tiffany’s
12. Reality bites
13. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
14. Buffalo 66
15. Sid & Nancy
16. The silence of the lambs

EDIT: 17. On the edge of innocence
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LGBT+ books: Radio Silence by Alice Oseman

“I think everyone’s a bit bored with boy-girl romances anyway,” he said. “I think the world’s had enough of those, to be honest.”

The first read through of S4 how it went
  • Amanda : my baker street boys. Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson.
  • (*closes script*)
  • (Silence)
  • Mark: ...
  • Steven: ...
  • Ben: ....
  • Martin: .........
  • Mark: so...Ben what do you think?
  • Ben: ...
  • Steven: Ben?
  • Ben: ...*murmuring* they didn't get together?
  • Mark: what?
  • Ben: My character and Martin's.
  • Mark: ...um...no Ben, obviously.
  • Martin: *snuffled crying sound.*
  • Amanda: Martin?
  • Ben: *passes Martin a tissue whilst patting his eyes too*
  • Ben: ...it's...just...they were..they were...*choked cry*
  • Martin: THEY WERE IN LOVE!
  • Moftiss: Martin, are you okay?
  • Martin: *shoving off chair and kicking over table* DO I LOOK OKAY?
  • Moftiss: ...
  • Martin: YOU MACHINES *grabbing Ben's arm and pulling him up* HOW COULD YOU QUEERBAIT LIKE THAT? JOHN AND SHERLOCK WERE AND ARE IN LOVE-
  • Ben: *tugging on Martin's sleeve* it's-
  • Martin: IT'S NOT OKAY! *to moftiss* YOU...YOU...LIARS YOU SAY THEY ARENT IN LOVE THEN EXPLAIN WHY YOU MADE ME REDO THE ANGELOS SCENE TEN TIMES UNTIL I DID THE PERFECT LIP LICK OR WHY YOU MADE ME AN BEN STARE AT EACHOTHER FOR TWO HOURS THAT DAY SO WE HAD ENOUGH EYESEX OR WHY YOU TOLD ME TO SHATTER MY HEART WHEN SHERL PROPOSED OR WHY-
  • Moftiss: MARTIN!
  • Martin: you know what this is what I think to that *kisses Ben*
  • Moftiss: ....
  • Martin: YEAH LOOK AWAY WHATEVER BUT YOU MISSED THIS OPPORTUNITY YOU-
  • Moftiss: *run to underground bunker*
  • Martin: ...
  • Ben: ...
  • Martin: ...
  • Ben: you know you can do that again anytime.
  • Martin: 😏

I love soft spoken, shy boys so much. The easy silences between comments, the little looks of acknowledgement. Wow.

Whether your personality blossoms into vibrant eccentricity once you feel more comfortable, or if you stay a beautiful array of pastel nuances. You’re lovely and your shyness, your anxiety, your uncertain whisper of a voice are all aspects of your amazing self, and I hope you know that.

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— Yves Navarre, Friends Gone With the Wind

again, i just wanna …. like, reiterate? congratulate? applaud? skam for SHOWING that it is 100% COMPLETELY okay for a boy to cry about the status of his current relationship and where it’s at, given just how COMPLEX that relationship has gotten, and show that he’s feeling pain, and anxiety, and worry, and that it feels like torture and that it DOES INDEED HURT, to the point where tears just start to flow, without even trying to hold them back anymore.

that’s it’s OKAY for a boy to cry about his love life, in the silence of his room, where he can’t even speak to his dad anymore on the phone and has to lie to him, saying he’s okay, when he’s literally in tears.

that, in fact, since friday, isak’s cried 3 whole times, once out of happiness, and twice in pain, and that it is COMPLETELY valid and okay for a boy to cry in happiness as well as sadness too.

honestly? thank god skam are normalising the fact that it’s okay for a 17 year old boy who dresses in “snapbacks and sports jackets”, whom most would assume at face value to be “a guy who lacks in empathy and emotion”, to show him as one of the most “strongly fueled and driven by emotion” 17 year old boys i’ve seen in a LONG LONG time.

recently ive seen a lot of taakos in crop tops n short skirts n thats good content, but also, ive seen almost no fat taakos in crop tops OR short skirts
thats a crime, that ones punishable by crime