Can we talk about Keith’s handwriting for a sec?? Because omfg it’s adorable. hIS ‘i’ AND HIS 'y’ AND 'g’ AND 'a’
AND LOOK AT HIS 'u’ AND ’d’ AND ’t’
IS THAT NOT THE MOST ADORABLE THING YOU’VE EVER SEEN? THIS BOY, THE IMPULSIVE, IMPATIENT, CRANKY, EMO, RED PALADIN TAKES HIS TIME TO WRITE LIKE A LITTLE ANGEL CHILD. IM SORRY BUT I JUST CAN’T LET GO OF HIS HANDWRITING GUYS.
MY POINT IS: KEITH KOGANE HAS THE CUTEST HANDWRITING IN THE UNIVERSE.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME
Jaehyun, Taeil, Yuta, Doyoung, Winwin, Mark, Haechan, Johnny, Taeyong, Ten
Yuta Nakamoto. Our Healing smile, our Takoyaki/Yakisoba
Prince, our world. A mountain man. Yuta is one of the first people I got drawn into when getting into the NCT fandom. I love him and his personality, and he confuses me the most.
I want to start with his smile. HIS HEALING SMILE, THE BEAUTY THAT IS HIS SMILE. Seriously his smile is one of the best smiles I had ever seen in my life time. And let me tell you I had seen a lot of smiles. (That was a lot of smiles)
His eyes. Those chocolate brown eyes I had fallen in love with, his eye shape too. So cat like and beautiful.
CHERRY BOMB ERA! Is there more to say? He looks perfect, to the hair, to the outfit, to his gaze. Also my favorite SLEEVELESS SHIRT. SM may be shit, but at least they got some things right. AKA, sleeveless shirt.
The one thing I personally think Yuta is known for is his sexiness. A TEASE, I TELL YOU, HE’S A TEASE. Yuta, don’t you dare think I didn’t see that smirk. I LIVE FOR THAT SMIRK.
Firetruck era Yuta I personally love, because it amuses me so much. (Cherry bomb era is for the win, for sure) His hair is just so big and fluffy.
Those SEXY MUSCULAR ARMS. I have 3 words for SM. BLESS YOUR SOUL. This outfit is everything, please more of sleeveless Yuta.
But DON’T GET YOURSELF FOOLED. This is why Yuta is confusing, when he’s all sexy, in a second he’s the most adorable dorkiest person ever. (Wtf is this boy doing? He’s so weird)
He’s really good at soccer. He played soccer for many years, and WHO DOESN’T LOVE SOMEONE WHO PLAYS SPORTS?!
Note: These pictures aren’t mine credit to the original owner.
Yuta, my boy is savage and we all love it. I couldn’t really find any gifs of him acting like one, but look it up on YouTube or something and you will see with your own eyes.
Yuwin!!! YUWIN IS PRECIOUS, SO PROTECT THEM WITH ALL YOUR HEART.
Look at Yuta embarrassing Winwin, so cute. Couple goals
Peter Q takes Tony out in his ship n drives him to the edge of the galaxy to let him watch a supernova explosion taking place as his birthday present bc he knows that Tony is a nerd and the look on his face is honestly just the most adorable thing he’s ever seen
• ok so • you’re at the mall just minding your own business • (looking at your phone and not knowing where you’re going tbh) • when you bump into this boy • and that’s how you end up with a smoothie all over your shirt • you’re kind of dazed still from the collision • but when you snap out of it • there’s this adorable boy in front of you apologising repeatedly • avoiding your gaze but you can see the blush on his cheeks • and you can feel your heart skipping a beat when you make eye contact with him because he’s actually so adorable???
Drunk raven expressing her feeling to bb, the really deep ones and the more cute ones too :))
Sensitive ears were great and all, unless the music was cranked up to a hundred hertz. Then, the only thing that could be heard was a constant thump and nothing else.
That, and he always got a gnarly headache that battered at his temples for the remainder of the night.
Beast Boy scowled and glared at his drink, wishing he could be far away from here.
Today hadn’t been a good day. They’d nearly lost a bus full of kids to some idiot who thought blowing up bridges would be a fun pastime, and all Beast Boy wanted to do was lounge on the sofa, eat some pizza, and call it a night. He was sore, tired, and the horrors of narrowly missing getting burned to a crisp were still far too fresh on his mind.
So yeah, a club really wasn’t where he wanted to be.
But Robin had been determined to celebrate their success, probably to help lift the team’s spirits, or whatever. He took another swig of the brandy, wincing at the burn of the liquor in his throat. Beast Boy appreciated the gesture, he really did, but he just wasn’t feeling this tonight.
A hint of lilacs tickled his nose, and Beast Boy turned to see Raven leaning over his shoulder. “Hey,” she shouted, her voice barely carrying over the booming music. “Dance with me.”
He blinked. “What?”
There was a laugh. “Come on!” She snagged his wrist, tugging him to his feet, and stumbling as she led him to the surging bodies on the dance floor. Strobe lights dazzled in his eyes, but Beast Boy could still see the way Raven fumbled on her feet.
She jerked him close, attempting to sway to the beat. Her motions were jerky and unbalanced, and Beast Boy caught a strong whiff of liquor mingling with her natural scent.
Well, she’d at least been drinking. She had to be, asking him to dance and all.
The empath in question twirled a bit too hard and managed to throw herself off kilter. Beast Boy lurched forward and snagged her by the shoulders just before she could come crashing down onto the floor. “Uh, Rae?” he shouted. “How much have you drank tonight?”
Raven blinked, her gaze out of focus. She giggled, letting herself lean into his touch. “I dunno,” she slurred, “my brain feels funny.” Her face screwed up as she paused to think, creating the most single-handedly adorable expression Beast Boy had ever seen grace her features. He bit back a snort.
Oh yeah. Raven was definitely smashed.
“Come on, let’s get you off the dance floor.”
He led her away from the strobe lights and disco balls and towards a balcony just across from the bar. Cool air tickled his skin, and he instinctively threw an arm across Raven’s shoulders. Wouldn’t want her catching a cold, right?
She didn’t seem fazed by the motion, instead wrapping an arm around his waist and leaning into him. “Mmmh,” she hummed, “you’re warm.”
Beast Boy gulped, feeling his face grow hot. He could really smell the alcohol on her now that they were out in the crisp night air. Damn. She really must have been going at those shots.
A little table caught Beast Boy’s attention, and he guided the inebriated empath over one of its chairs. “Here, why don’t we sit for a bit?”
Raven laughed. “You’re such a cutie, Beastie. W-why’re you so cute?” She jabbed him with a finger as she spoke, her expression accusing. Beast Boy blinked.
“I-I dunno. You think I’m cute?”
She rolled her eyes. “Isn’t it obvious, B?” Raven lazily twirled a finger in her haphazard hair, waggling her eyebrows at him. “You are very, very cute.”
Beast Boy blanched. This…this was bizarre. Raven exuded a forwardness he was completely unfamiliar with, fueled by her concoction of liquid courage, and it was starting to scare him. Did she…like him? That was impossible!
Raven slumped into the chair, her glassy eyes flashing. “If I didn’t feel so…woozy… I’d kiss you right now.” Her expression quickly morphed from enticing to pained, and she dropped her head in her hands. “Ugh, I think I’m gonna be sick.”
Beast Boy let out an awkward laugh, reaching out to rub her back. “Yeah, that tends to happen when you drink to much…” He whipped out his communicator and dialed for Cyborg. “I think it’s time for you to go home.”
Raven’s hand curled around his wrist, prompting him to look up and meet her gaze. He blinked, his breath catching at the intensity swirling within her violet irises. “Take me out. Tomorrow. For lunch.”
Beast Boy balked. “W-what?”
“You heard me.”
“O-okay,” he stammered, “I will.”
Raven smiled. “Good. Now excuse me while I go throw up.” She hauled herself to her feet and staggered off, leaving behind a very, very confused Beast Boy.
Well, he supposed today hadn’t been a total disaster…
Here you go, anon! One silly tale of a drunk Raven mustering the courage to hit on BB! xD Enjoy!
can i request an nct u reaction to you wearing a short skirt ? thank uuu
Taeil: He would see you wearing the new mini skirt you bought that day and his cheeks would instantly flush a deep red in colour, accompanied by a small smile he couldn’t contain. He’d try and keep himself composed but in reality he would be a trembling mess on the inside; his heart pounding against his chest. Trying his hardest to keep his thoughts pure.
“You look r-really pretty Y/N.”
Taeyong: He knew how much you loved the cute little tennis skirts but you didn’t really have the guts to buy one, so he bought you one as a gift, but he basically bought it for the both of you. He would give you it and tell you to go put it on and let him see. Once you changed you’d emerge from the bedroom. His eyes would lock right onto you and he wouldn’t be able to look away from you. He’d notice how you felt a little bit uncomfortable and walk up to you, dampening his lips. He’d wrap his arms around your waist, complimenting you.
“I don’t know why you didn’t buy one sooner, it looks amazing on you.”
Doyoung: He’d act in a similar way as Taeil. Turning all shy as he thought how angelic you looked in your new skirt, the words in his head would become a jumbled mess as he tried to compliment you on how you looked. Saving himself from any embarrassment, he’d smile fondly at you finding the most simple yet also appropriate way of expressing how he felt.
Ten:Being the cheeky yet also shy boy that he is, he will be helping you organise an outfit for going out with your friends and you’d show him your most promising one. Once he saw that you were wearing a really short skirt, his mind would go into overdrive. A smirk would form on his face accompanied by a faint dusting of pink on his cheeks, his confidence overpowering his shyness. He would walk over to you, reaching out for your hands. He’d plant a kiss sweetly on your cheek, just below your eye and giggle.
“How can someone be so beautiful?”
Jaehyun: He’d be a little bit paranoid when he saw you wearing a mini skirt as you were about to leave your apartment to meet up with your friends. He’d walk over to you as you were about to walk out the door and hug you tightly. The sudden affection would surprise you slightly. He’d leave a soft kiss on your temple as he pulled away from the hug, but not letting go of you completely. He thought you looks amazing but he knew it would draw other guy’s attention. Just the thought of it made him slightly jealous which would cause him to emphasise the fact you were his girlfriend.
“Wow, my girlfriend looks stunning. No one better try to take you away from me.”
Mark: He’d be the cutest, most adorable shy boy you ever did see. He’d also be like Taeil and Doyoung but 10x’s worse. His cheeks would be the deepest shade of pink; his heart would be pounding in his chest; he wouldn’t even be able to make eye contact with you because he’s just too pure and precious. You’d take this the wrong way though and think he doesn’t like it, which would cause him to reassure you that it wasn’t like that.
“No Y/N, You look so pretty, I-I didn’t mean for it to seem like that!”
Description: You’re casually strolling around your local dog park. Nothing unusual. That is until you get made into the biggest fool alive. Oh yeah and its in front of the most attractive boy you’ve ever met. Great.
Warning: Adorable puppies and the misuse of commas in about every other sentence. Good luck.
The slight breeze brushed against the red, orange and yellow leaves that kissed the clean blue sky. Surrounding birds were gaily tweeting their special songs, nestled between branches. My black lab, Grizzly, and I were exploring the dog park I always said I would go to but never had the time to visit. School had given me the wonderful temporary release from my daily confinement called Christmas break.
Grizz was crazy excited, running around in the new expanse and sniffing everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) in sight. One earbud in my ear was singing the new song by my favorite artist that I’ve been DYING to hear. No seriously. I was almost in a car crash because of my ranting to my amused but slightly scared friend about its release. Skipping with the beat, it was unfortunate I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings. A tennis ball soared through the air and came into contact with my head. Considerably dismantled, I didn’t notice the gnarly branch peeking out of the ground waiting for its next unsuspecting victim (the first being the adorably clumsy human you’re about to meet).
“Oh my gosh! I’m terribly sorry! I didn’t see you!”
The most gorgeous (British) voice traveled through the air meeting my delighted ears. Graceful footsteps sounded across the grassy terrain stopping near where I sat.
“Here, let me help you.” An elegant pale hand reached down to aid me.
“Oh, thanks. It’s really alright. That happens a lot more than it should.” It was completely embarrassing to have fallen in front of a complete stranger. I couldn’t quite get the courage to look up at him yet.
“So idiot blokes like me hit you with tennis balls making you fall over branches in a dog park often? You must be quite special.”
Oh gosh. He’s laughing. Can this get any more embarrassing? Is it possible to spontaneously combust from embarrassment? If it is, let it happen.
I slowly look up at him and am completely taken aback. There are no words. What are words? HOW DO YOU ENGLISH? OH NO HE’S TALKING TO ME!! BRAIN!! WORK!!
“Uh, I-I-I’m Tom. Again, terribly sorry. I was just playing with my dog.”
“I-it’s really fine. My name is (y/n). I’m here with my dog, too. Uh, I mean, obviously. Its a dog park. Its not like I’m here to kidnap dogs or anything. Oh gosh, that probably sounded terrible. I have a dog. I love dogs….heh.”
“You’re completely fine, though? Nothing got hurt when you fell?” he seemed genuinely concerned. Cute.
“Only my ego. I guess there wasn’t much of it there anyways.” Then he laughed. Did he think I was funny..?
“Hah! That’s hilarious! (phew) What breed is your dog?” “Grizzly is a black lab.” “Oh cute. Little Tessa is an American Staffordshire Terrier.”
It was as if they knew we were talking about them when our two bounding dogs barked their way over to their owners.
“Hey buddy! Did you make a new friend? Oh really? Isn’t that fun? Yeah you were a good boy weren’t you? Good dog.”
Reaching down to pet Tessa, Tom watched as I completely dropped any nervousness I previously had. Looking up, I noticed him staring.
“Oh sorry. I’m a bit puppy crazy..” “Not don’t apologize.. do you want to meet Tess?” “Um.. of course!”
“Okay okay. Ha! You really love pups, don’t you? Tessa. Meet (y/n). She’s my new friend.”
Tessa inched over to sniff my hand and immediately started nuzzling it. She flopped onto her back, begging for a scratch.
“Aww! Hey baby girl! Aren’t you adorable!”
While I played with Tessa, Grizzly leaped over to Tom. Shying away from his hand, Grizz seemed to be playing a game with the brit, letting him get close but not quite touching. Tom seemed a bit disappointed.
“It’s ok. He does that with everyone he likes.” “He likes me?” “Definitely.”
Feeling better, Tom and Grizzly started to chase each other around the field. After playing with the puppies for a while, it was time to head home.
“I better get going. The fam might worry..” “Oh yeah of course… it was great to meet you and Grizz.” “Likewise.”
Calling Grizz and making our way out, I took a last glance at our new friends and left the park.
(Jk its not over XD)
“What’s up, Tom?” “ I really liked spending time with you and Tessa seems to really like you too and you’re really cool and I think you’re really pretty and.. and..” “Tom?”
He sighed. “Yeah?”
“Do you want my number?” I tried to stifle my laugh as he let out the most relieved sigh.
“Yes.” I hand him folded piece of paper. “I figured.”
I then left feeling confident and proud of myself with the way I left things. I felt pretty cool.. you know until I tripped walking down the street. I really hope he didn’t see that. I look back and see him laughing and waving.