this guy just takes great photos

Analysis: Astro as Boyfriends...

To the anon that requested this: I sincerely apologize about how ridiculously long this is;;; it’s like rly long i’m so sry but once you get me started on Astro as BFs, I could go on for hours, okay? like they’d be the best boyfriends EVER don’t fight me on this <3 T~T

JinJin

  • literally the softest boyfriend in the world
  • always wants to make sure you’re happy and comfortable
  • if you’re not though
  • he becomes like this unstoppable pillar of emotional and physical reassurance and support <3
  • he’ll always snuggle you until you feel better
  • or until you’re ready to talk about whatever’s bothering you
  • loves to bear-hug you from behind
  • and just totally wrap you up in his arms
  • SUCH a good listener
  • incredibly patient!!
  • loves showing off for you but gets embarrassed about it easily
  • buys you little presents all the time
  • just lil things
  • like “i saw this and thought of you” type of gifts
  • bc you’re always lowkey on his mind
  • lowkey what am i saying?? ur highkey on his mind

now.

  • let’s talk about skinship =u=

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stargazer606  asked:

Finally! Could you do reactions of RFA+v and saeran going to a con with MC. And she is a super hardcore cosplayer.

~No prob! I’ve never been to a con so I apologize for not being super knowledgeable on this but I will try my best…^^;;


Yoosung

  • He actually wants to dress up, too!
  • He goes as a LOLOL character
  • Has been helping you put together a great cosplay
  • Feels super proud to walk around in your outfits together
  • Freaks out happily if someone wants to take a photo of him
  • He feels like a real warrior that day
  • Is low-key getting protective of you when guys ask to take a picture with you
  • Will be holding you close and holding your hand for the remainder of the con
  • You both end up making a ton of friends and just having a blast

Jumin

  • What is a…con?
  • He is so confused
  • Ends up going with you but has body guards surrounding you at all times
  • You’re trying to get him to relax because people want photographs and stuff and slowly he eases up and lets people near you
  • Asking what everything is
  • Which is exhausting
    • “Who is this character, who is that? What are they supposed to be? Is this edible? MC come here and explain what these people are doing. Are these valuable?”
  • Buying all the things
  • Decided that he wants to put on his own con
  • For cats
  • The money will go to animal shelters and to help feed cats

Zen

  • He’s heard of this before
    • “Sounds fun!”
  • As long as your cosplay isn’t too provocative
  • He doesn’t want men staring at you!
  • You guys actually come across some people cosplaying as him!
  • He is so flattered~
  • Ends up taking pictures with them and posting it online
  • He loves it!
  • One girl asks to get a photo and then says “great Zen cosplay” like she didn’t even realize it was actually him
  • He is so proud of your outfit honestly and taking a zillion pictures of you all around the event
  • He would definitely do this again

Jaehee

  • She really isn’t into the idea at first
  • Until she remembers all of the Zen merch she could find there
  • Loves your cosplay as well but honestly she is zooming off to find merch the minute you get there
  • She’s got so much stuff by the end of the day
  • Takes photos with Zen cosplayers
  • Overall, when you met back up, she expressed that she did in fact have a lot of fun
  • And she actually wants to do this again
    • “Maybe you can help me with a costume, too?”

Saeyoung

  • He’s super into this
  • He will be just as hardcore as you are and also dress up
  • But also would have a merch booth selling models and stuff he created
  • Just the coolest stuff ever
  • He makes a killing, money wise
    • “More money for my baby and my baby cars!”
  • Would get in on all of the crazy antics that go on
  • Straight up running around with you
  • Taking video of everyone he pranks there and posting it
  • Screams for you when you win the cosplay contest
  • Has possibly created a whole website dedicated to you and your cosplays

V

  • He is actually very involved and excited
  • As long as it makes you happy, he will be there for you!
  • Thinks that you are amazing
  • Starts to research and understand cosplay etc
  • Though he isn’t completely unfamiliar with it, he’s done a few shoots for people in their costumes
  • Just excited for all of the photo ops
  • Glued behind his camera the whole time
  • Mostly taking pictures of you but also of all the other cool cosplays he comes across!
  • People start asking for his card so they can hire him
  • It was a really fruitful evening for you guys!

Saeran

  • If it’s something you’re into…
  • Low-key stoked, he loves this shit
  • Will cosplay as a villain
  • Scaring kids that are there at the con if he gets the chance
  • Won’t get out of photos that people are trying to take of you
    • “Hey, I just want MC, can you step aside?…”
    • “No.”
  • Drags you around the merch tables
  • Freaks out when he finds stuff he is into and ends up buying a good amount
  • Gets tired of the crowds and enjoys sitting at the panels while he eats candy and relaxes for a bit
    • Every time you pass another cosplayer:
      • “Your outfit is way better than that..Tch…”
d.w.

Title: d.w.

Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader

Word Count: 5489

Warnings: Swearing, Nudity, Mentions of Sex, Mentions of Blood

Summary: Under the hold of a ruthless djinn, Reader finds herself in her perfect world with a strangely perfect man she’d never seen before.

A/N: This is loosely based off 02x20 – What Is and What Should Never Be. Enjoy!

Originally posted by black-little-demons

Reader

It was quiet, so very quiet, and bright. It’s never been this bright in any of the dingy motels you and your sister found yourselves bunking in. But, then again, this wasn’t some crappy motel. No, based on the sheer white curtains that framed the clean windows, and the tidiness of the gleaming hardwood floors, you quickly concluded that this wasn’t anything you were familiar with.

A white fur rug peeked out in the corner of your vision before your eyes landed on the matching white night table near your head. Slowly, you propped yourself up on your elbow, but found it rather hard due to a tight hold around your waist. You looked down, confused, to find your bare torso being held by a large, strong hand.

You gulped, trying to remember who the hell this was. And though his name didn’t surface, you remembered hunting something – the djinn. You let out a shaky sigh, recalling its tattooed hands over your face.

Could this perhaps be your wishful reality?

Slowly, you lifted the blanket, thinking, please don’t be-

Yup – you were fully naked, wrapped in the strong hold of some strange man. You slowly twisted in his grip, careful not to wake the owner up as you stretched your neck to meet the reason behind your nudity.

Your eyes first caught the sharpness of his jaw and you already found yourself trying to recall the steamy night before. You followed the well-defined line, mentally admitting defeat against your memories. You gazed over his high cheekbones, stubbed chin, pouty lips, and perfectly sloped nose. You finally landed on his closed eyes, wondering what color they were. Blue? Brown? Grey? Whatever they were, you were sure they’d be just as beautiful as the rest of him.

He suddenly shifted from his side to his back, removing his warm hand from your body. The movement caused the comforter to slide down, exposing his defined chest. And though it was just as godly as the rest of him, the little inking on his left collarbone is what really captivated your attention. There, scribed in an elegant cursive, were your initials.

Your breath hitched as you quickly jumped out of bed and took several steps away from him. He stirred at the sudden movement, but didn’t think much of it.

As he sunk back into sleep, you stared at him, eyes wide, and you swallowed your fear. You glanced to the ajar door before your eyes caught your reflection. The black scribble on your collarbone was only so visible in the distance, so you rushed towards the hanging mirror.

d.w.

Your fingers brushed over it as confusion set in. What the fuck was this? Matching tattoos?

Breathing heavily, you quickly and quietly got dressed. You looked through the drawers, running into his clothes every now and then. Finally, you were fully dressed in jeans and a cropped black tank top under a tight and sheer white long sleeved shirt. You grabbed your phone, and long black combat boots before leaving the room.

Immediately, you dialed your sister’s number. “(Y/N)?” her tired voice rang.

“(Y/S/N)!” you exclaimed, before realizing the man was still sleeping and lowered your voice. “Hey, where are you?”

You heard her chuckle lightly. “We’re about to board our flight. Are you okay?” she replied, a slight hint of concern laced in her words.

You made your way down the stairs and sat at the steps once you reached the end. “Board your flight?” you repeated as you pulled on your boots. “Where’s the djinn?”

“Gin?” she asked, chuckling. “Are you drunk? It’s not even nine yet.”

You huffed as you tied your laces. “No, idiot. The djinn. The fucked-up creature we’re hunting. Look, I think it changed my reality somehow. Like, it made a wish come true or something.”

“Okay… where’s Dean?” she questioned.

You looked back up the stairs, finding them empty. “Dean?” you repeated. “That’s the name of the hot guy I woke up beside?”

She laughed. “I gotta go, just put the bottle down, okay? I’ll see you at Dad’s.”

You froze. “Dad’s? Wait, (Y/S/N/N).” But the line went dead.

Did you just hear her right or was the reception just bad? You didn’t have time to sit around and brew in your fast thoughts. You hurriedly shot up and began searching for your keys. You scoured the living room before making your way to the end table next to the door. A stack of envelops caught your eye.

Dean Winchester. The first one read.

You shuffled through them, finding your name or rather a variation of it. (Y/N) Winchester. Holy shit, that hot piece of ass was your husband. You looked back to the stairs, making sure he wasn’t up yet. Turning back to the letters, the next couple of lines captured your attention. It was addressed to your hometown.  

Suddenly, the same soft hands, that were clutching you in bed, snaked around your waist and you felt your back against his hard chest. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. His scruffy cheeks tickled your skin, but it didn’t last long as he looked back up. You followed his gaze to find a mirror hanging up on the wall and your reflection staring back at you.

Green. His eyes were green, and it suddenly put jumping his bones into perspective. “You’re up early.” he smiled, tightening his grip on you.

You melted into him, loving the way his body felt against yours. “Yeah, I, uh, had a bad dream.” you replied, placing your hands over his.  

He turned you around, so that you were facing him. “Well, then why don’t we go back upstairs and I’ll help you feel better.” he suggested with a little wink.

It seemed as though obtaining oxygen was abruptly hard as you found it increasingly tougher to breathe. You were about to nod until you felt a hard pressure against your hip. You glance down and found he was just as naked at the bottom as he was at the top.

Your head snapped up and you felt your cheeks flush. “Wow,” you breathed before you could stop yourself.

He chuckled, a little blush creeping onto his face. You couldn’t decide what was cuter, his laugh or his pink cheeks. “If I didn’t know any better, I would think it was the first time you’ve seen it.”

Your heart pounded against your chest as he pulled you closer to him. He leaned in, gently attaching his lips to yours. They were just as soft as they looked. “Um,” you breathed, pulling away. “Why don’t you go up and I’ll meet you there.”

He smirked, giving you one last peck. “Don’t be too long.” he almost begged, making your knee weak.

You gulped, nodding. “Mmhm.” you hummed, watching him walk away. Even his ass is hot.  You found yourself thinking.

When he finally disappeared back upstairs, you glanced back at the letters in your hand. It pained you so much to say this, but you had to get to the bottom of this. Placing the envelops back in their spots, you grabbed the keys to your car and your black leather jacket that laid next to it.

You opened the door, looking back to the stairs. “Once I found out if this is real, I’m so going to see you naked again.” you quietly promised him and yourself as you left the house and got into your car.

You drove down the familiar streets of your hometown. The melting snow framed the roads and covered most of the neighbourhood, including a light blue house. Your childhood home, the one that was unfortunately invaded by werewolves. You let out a shaky breath as you parked the car, and made your way to the door. Your hands shook as you found the courage to knock.

Heavy footsteps grew closer and closer until the door flew open. “(Y/N)?” your father asked, a smile surfacing his confused face.

Tears glassed over your eyes as you threw your arms around him. “Dad,” you respired, swallowing the lump in your throat.

Though bemused, your father wrapped his arms around you. “What’s wrong? Are you alright?” he worriedly asked, pulling away from the hug and shutting the door.

“You’re real,” you whispered, ignoring his questions. Laughing, you dried your tears and looked around the house. “It’s all real.”

Your father placed a caring hand on your shoulder and escorted you to the living room. “Honey, are you feel okay?” he asked again, his bushy brows furrowed.

You smiled, looking around the room, your eyes landing on a bookshelf scattered with frames. “I’m great,” you smiled, taking in the family photos. You found on with your sister in a cap and gown. And another with the family on a trip somewhere sunny and sandy.

Your father stared at you. “Okay,” he said, not quite convinced. “Well, aren’t you a bit early?” he asked. “Your sister and Josh don’t get in until later.”

“Josh?” you asked, looking back at your father.

He slowly nodded. “Her boyfriend.” he clarified, an obvious tone in his voice.

You nodded. “Oh, right. Yeah, Josh. Great guy.”

He nodded along with you. “Dean just called. He was looking for you. Is everything alright between you two?” he crossed his arms over his chest, watching you carefully.

You blushed, recalling the exposed interaction. “Oh, yeah.” you chuckled, looking back at the pictures. Your heart soared at the new reality you were granted.

“Okay, well I got to go to work.” he said, his voice suddenly distant. You turned around to find him at the door, pulling on his shoes. “And I’m sure you have to do the same.”

You walked over to him, nodding. “Yeah, yeah. I better get going too. But, I wanna see mom before I go.”

He looked down at you, like you were crazy. “(Y/N),” he said slowly. “You know your mom is… dead, right?”

You froze, gulping down the urge to scream. “Oh,” you whispered. “Yeah, yeah. Sorry, I just, um, you know miss her.”

You quickly crashed into his chest again, throwing your arms around him.

He returned the hug, about to let go, but you held on tighter. “I really missed you, Dad.” you muttered against his shoulder, trying to blink back tears.

He rubbed your back, then pulled away. “I’ll see you tonight, honey.” he assured, flashing you a sad smile.

You returned the grin, then exited the house and made your way to your car. You looked back at him as you unlocked the car. “Love you!” you called as he locked the door.

He waved back at you. “Love you too!” he replied.

You smiled widely and got into your car. Could this really be happening? You thought as you drove off. You had to make sure this was real and not some sort of joke. Maybe the djinn did grant your wish, though you never really said it out loud.

You knew where you had to go to make sure this was real, this was your new life. And since you knew this town like the back of your hand, you speedily drove to the nearest community college located a couple of hours away and found the cryptozoology professor.

“I don’t remember seeing you in any of my classes,” he said as you took a seat across his desk.

You gave him a convince smile. “I sit in the very back and try to keep to myself. I just really love hearing what you have to say.” you effortlessly lied, interlocking your hands together.

He returned your friendly smile, asking, “So, what can I do for you?”

You shifted in your sit. “Djinn, can they really grant wishes and stuff even if you don’t say them out loud?” you questioned.

The professor nodded. “That’s how the legend goes,” he confirmed, eyeing you carefully. “But, of course, its all just a myth.” he stated in a clear, stern voice.

You nodded. “Oh, yeah.” you agreed. “Yes, it’s just a myth. Thank you for your time.” And with that, you exited the room.

You smiled, realizing this was your life now. The hot husband, your dad well and alive. And though your mother was gone, you couldn’t be more content with what you were given.

You got to your car, about to get in, when you noticed a little girl in a clean night gown. Her blonde hair blew in the wind as others walked passed her. You furrowed your eyebrows, making your way towards her. An abrupt weight crashed against you, stumbling you back.

“Watch where you’re going,” some girl spat.

You ignored her, turning back to the little girl only to find her gone. Just when you thought your life was perfect, a sprite decided to haunt you.  Perhaps it was all in your head, and the hunter in you just couldn’t wrap around the fact that this was your life now. Either way, you were going to ignore it.

You drove back to your house as the moon began to take the sun’s place. You entered to find Dean standing in front of that mirror again. He was wearing a clean-cut suit and was messing around with the neck of his tie.

Damn, he looked even hotter with clothes on. You thought as you bit your lip at the sight.

His eyes landed on you once you shut the door. “Hey, where have you been? I called you like a million times.” he said, dropping the knot and walking towards you. He placed a quick kiss on your lips.

You put a hand on his shoulders, pulling him back in as you remembered your promise earlier that morning. You bit his lip, causing him to gasp, and slipped your tongue into his mouth. He pulled back after a minute, breathless and smirking. “What was that for?” he whispered, erupting your heart.

“For leaving without a proper goodbye this morning.” you replied, your hands trailing down his chest, pushing the suit jacket off his shoulders.

He laughed, taking a step back. “Babe, we can’t now. Your dad’s waiting for us and you’re not even dressed yet.” he protested, readjusting his jacket.

“Waiting for us? Where are we going?” you asked, as he went back to fiddling with his tie.

He shot you a confused look. “Your dad’s birthday.” he replied, then let out a frustrated huff.

You pulled your hands away from his tie, and redid it yourself. “Right. Yeah, I’ll go get ready right now.” you reassured, finishing up the knot and dashing upstairs.

He looked back into the mirror, astonished by your quick work. “Don’t take so long!” he called after you.

You rushed into the bedroom and found a short, black dress already laid on the bed. You walked towards it, feeling the velvety fabric. You smiled swiftly throwing it on and brushing through your hair with your fingers. You slipped into some matching heels and grabbed that same leather jacket.

Hurrying downstairs, you found him leaning against the door, staring at the ceiling. He’s so hot. You thought once again, biting your lip.

He’s beautiful green eyes shot to you as a cocky smirk itched on his face. “You’re looking hot too, baby.” he complimented, making his way over to you.

Shit, did I just say that out loud?

“If it wasn’t for the fact that your family is probably pissed at us for being so late, I’d take you right here, right now.” his voice went deep with lust as he snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you towards the door.

You leaned into him, slightly pressing your thighs together at his words. “Stop fucking teasing,” you whispered as he shut the door and led you to his sleek black car. “This car is beautiful.” you gasped while Dean opened the passenger door for you.

“Yeah.” he agreed proudly, shutting the door behind you.

You felt the leather seats, taking in the husky scent of cologne and whiskey. He got in and started the car, the engine giving out a throaty purr. You melted into the seats, thoughts of what you two could do on them made you cross your legs tightly.

Dean didn’t let it go unnoticed, flashing you one of his famous smirks as he drove down the street. “Want me that bad, huh?” he teased, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You laughed at the adorable sight, understanding more and more why it was him. “I get it now. I get why you’re the one.”

He shot you a quick glance before turning back to the road. “Took you three years?” he joked, pulling into the parking lot.

You swatted his arm playfully. “Shut up,” you muttered, getting out of the car. “You know what I mean.”

He laughed, taking your hand and leading you to the door. “I love you.” he whispered in your ear as your father, sister and the man – you assumed was her boyfriend – came to view.

You looked up at him, shocked to hear those words. “Finally!” your sister huffed, standing up to greet you.

You turned back to her, a wide smile taking over your features. “(Y/S/N),” you laughed, pulling her into a tight hug. “You look great!” you said as she pulled back.

She looked down at her flowy pink dress. “Oh, thanks,” her smile wavered. “You too.”

The man beside her cleared his throat, looking at you. “Josh,” you smiled, turning to him and also pulling him into a tight hug.

He hesitantly hugged you back. “Good to see you too, (Y/N).” he said, pulling away.

You turned to your dad, giving yet another hug. “Dad!” you exclaimed, a little too loudly. A few people near you began staring.

Your dad pulled away after a few seconds. “It’s like you haven’t seen me in years, much less this morning.” he joked.

You forced a little laugh, taking your seat between Dean and your sister. “Happy Birthday.”

He smiled, giving you a little nod. “Thank you, sweetie.” He turned back to your sister. “So, what’s this exciting news?”

You shot your head to her as she blushed and brought her left hand up. “We’re getting married.” she laughed, gazing loving at her fiancé.

Dean laughed, giving Josh a pat on the back while your father wiped a tear from his eye.

You, on the other hand, screamed and grabbed her arm closer to you. “Oh, my god!” you cried, examining the ring. “(Y/S/N/N), this is amazing.”

You looked up to find her staring at you like you’ve grown three heads. And that’s when you realized the entire restaurant silenced. You nervously chuckled. “My sister’s getting married,” you explained as the diners began nodded and clapping for her.

In the corner of your eye, you caught Dean biting his lip to hold back his laughter. You nudged his arm, muttering, “Shut up,” and turned back to your sister.

“I’m suddenly feeling very old.” your father joked and the entire table laughed.

Dinner went by quick, and you were slowly getting the hang of things. It was like you really did belong here.

Back at your father’s house, you, Dean, your sister, and Josh stood at the foyer as your father turned in upstairs.

“Well, it’s getting late.” your sister sighed, looking up to Josh. “We should get some sleep too.”

Your smile dropped. “Wait, the night’s still young. Let’s go celebrate.” you suggested.

She gave you a confused look. “Guys, do you mind giving me a moment alone with my sister?” she asked, keeping her eyes on you.

A gentle kiss was pressed to your forehead before your husband and your soon to be brother-in-law left the room.

“(Y/N), are you feeling okay?” she asked.

You nodded. “I’m great, (Y/S/N/N).”

She scoffed. “Stop calling me that. Where did you even get that name?”

“I always call you that.” you drily chuckled.

She shook her head. “No, you don’t. Listen, we don’t talk to each other unless we have to.”

The light in your eyes slightly died and you took a step back. “We… we don’t? But, you’re my sister.”

“Yeah, that statement didn’t really apply all those years you ruined my relationships.” she humorlessly chuckled.

Your heart broke at her words. “(Y/S/N), I’m so sorry.” you breathed.

She shrugged. “No, I’m over it. This is just how things are. Look, you show go home and get some sleep. This has clearly been a really big day for you.”

You nodded, forcing a small smile. You watched as she turned around and made her way upstairs with Josh trailing behind her.

Tears picked your eyes at her words. Were you really that cruel to her? Ruining her life? Caring hands found yours and you looked up to find your handsome husband with a sad smile. “You okay?”

You let out a dry chuckle. “Everyone keeps asking me that.”

He nodded, pulling you to the door. “Come on, let’s go home.”

He led you to the car and opened the passenger door for you again. You were about to get in, when you noticed a figure under one of the streetlights. It was the little, blonde girl. However, this time, her nightgown was torn and bloody.

You pushed passed Dean, and made your way to her. “(Y/N)!” Dean called as a loud horn honked to your right.

The tires screeched and you snapped your head towards it. A car, a few itches away from you, stopped with an angry driver cursing at you. Dean pulled you back and out of the way as he apologized to the driver.

“What the hell was that?” he demanded as the car drove away.

You looked back at the light to find the girl gone. Sighing, you looked back to your worried husband. “Sorry, I thought I saw something.”

“We’re going home.” he breathed, holding you under his arm.  

He made sure you got in this time before starting the car and driving away. The moment you got home, you slumped down on the couch and tried to wrap your head around the fact that your sister, the one you thought would die for you, doesn’t speak to you anymore.

“Baby, you coming to bed?” Dean asked, taking a seat beside you.

You looked up at him to find him only in his boxers. You trailed your hand down his chest, cursing the unlucky moments that he just happens to be shirtless in. “I really fucking want to,” you groaned. “But, I just can’t, knowing my sister barely speaks to me.”

He knitted his brows together. “I didn’t think that really bothered too much. It’s kinda how it’s always been.” he shrugged.

You rubbed his bare shoulder, loving the feel of his skin. Your eyes landed on the little tattoo again. “I’m going to fix it.” you vowed.

He smiled. “I’m here if you need any help.”

You leaned in, not able to resist him any longer. He responded, trailing his hand up your thigh and under your dress. “Why don’t we take this upstairs?” he smirked, brushing his fingers over your lace panties.

You moaned against his jawline, nodded. “Yes,”

Your eye suddenly caught the headline in the newspaper on the coffee table. Fire burns down hotel. “I just need to grab something,” you whispered as he kissed and sucked on your neck. “I’ll meet you upstairs.”

He pulled away, eyes narrowed. “Are you actually coming up this time?”  

You nodded, flashing him a smile. “Yes.”

He nodded and hurried upstairs. “I’ll be waiting.” he called over his shoulder as you reached for the paper.

You skimmed through it. “All victims’ dead.” you whispered. “But, I saved them.”

You looked up, trying to make sense of the news, when she appeared again. She stood in front of you with two skeletons hanging by their hands behind her. You kneeled before her. “Hey, are you okay? Do you need help?” you whispered.

The image was suddenly gone and you looked around for any proof that it was there to begin with. Why was this sprite and your hunting life following you around? Maybe you needed to get rid of the djinn to full live in this new life.

You shot up and rushed to the door, grabbing your keys on the way out. Quickly, you got into your car and drove back to your father’s place. You tried to be very quiet as you creeped in and rummaged through your mother’s silverware.

Finally, you found it, but the sound of tiny footsteps made you stop in place. Slowly turning around, you found your sister inching towards you with a bat. Easily, you disarmed her and brought her to her back.

“(Y/N)?” she asked, pushing you off her.

You got up to your feet and helped her to hers. “You should be embarrassed by how easy that was.” you joked as she flicked on the light.

“What are you-” she cut herself off, noticing the box of cutlery beside you. “Are you stealing mom’s sliver?” she questioned.

You glanced down at the box. “Yeah, I, uh, owe someone money.” you lied, grabbed two knives.

She furrowed her brows, scanning you up and down, noticing you were still in your dress. “I can’t believe this. Did you even go home? Does Dean know?”

“Does it look like Dean knows?” you hissed back. “Look, I have to go. Just tell dad I love him.” And with that, you pushed passed her and got back into your car.

As you started the engine, the passenger door opened and your sister got in. “Get out,” you ordered, as she shut the door and pushed aside the duffle bag you found in the trunk.

“No, I’m coming with you.” she said, pulling on her seatbelt. She was still dressed in her sweatpants and t-shirt.

You stared at her and scoffed. “It’s dangerous.”

“Which is why I’m coming with you.” she replied. “Whatever stupid thing you’re doing, you’re not doing it alone.”

You sighed and waited for her to change her mind. However, she was still so stubborn and stayed glued to her seat. You rolled your eyes and started the engine, driving down the road and into the highway.

“How far is this place?” she asked.

“A few hours.”

She snapped her head towards you. “I have school.”

You glanced at her before turning back to the road. “Oh, yeah. Medicine, I bet.”

She nodded. “Yeah, you knew that.”

“You’re the one that forced yourself in here. Don’t blame me.” you shrugged.

She rolled her eyes, mumbling, “Whatever.”

Hours passed and you finally arrived at the same old warehouse that you hunted the djinn in. “Where the hell are we?” your sister asked.

“Lawrence, Kansas.” you answered, parking the car. You grabbed the duffle bag and the two knives before getting out of the car and making your way over to the entrance.

“What’s in the bag?” she questioned, quickly following behind you.

You pulled out a flashlight and clicked it on. “Lamb’s blood, and a few guns.” You decided it was far passed lying at this point if she’s going to come in with you and hunt this son of a bitch.

“Why the-”

You cut her off. You had no time for her questions. “I have to dip the silver in it to kill the djinn. It’s the monster we were hunting before it changed my reality. Now, stay quiet and keep behind me at all times.” you ordered as you led her through the same hallway you walked through the first time.

You reached an opened room, spotting the same two skeletons hanging by their hands. Your sister let out a disgusted sigh at the sight. “Shh.” you shushed her, noticing the little girl.

She, too, was tied up with a blood bag attached to her. You gulped, the sound of footsteps pulling you away from the girl. Quickly, you grabbed your sister and scurried behind some barrels.

The djinn made his way to the girl as she whimpered and begged for him to leave her alone. He stroked her cheek, whispering for her to go back to sleep. After she passed out, he pulled the tube connected to the blood bag and let the blood drip into his mouth. And once he had his taste, he returned the tube to its spot and left the room.

You emerged from your hiding place, making you way to the girl. You couldn’t remember much after the djinn attacked you. “What if I’m like her?” you wondered aloud.

Your sister tugged on your arm, pulling back to the exit. “Come on, let’s go.” she demanded.

You tore your arm away, the fog finally clearing up. “You’re not real.” you replied, holding the knife up.

“What?” she asked, outraged. She grabbed your shoulders and shook you. “You feel that? That’s real.”

You pulled away. “No!” you yelled. “I read somewhere that you can’t die in your dreams.” You said as you held up the knife and pointed it to your gut. “I’m like ninety percent sure this is a dream.”

“No.” she said, shaking her head. You ignored, bring the knife down to your stomach. “NO!” she yelled, making you freeze.

Your father suddenly began walking towards you dressed in the same clothes he was murdered in. You looked to your sister, the image of Dean creeping up behind her. To your left, Josh came to view as well. They surrounded you, watching you.

“You couldn’t leave it alone, could you, babe?” Dean asked, the disappoint rich in his voice.

“You were happy.” your father smiled.

Your tears began streaming down your face. “This isn’t happiness.” you whispered, chocking back sobs.

Dean made his way to you, pulling you into a sweet, desperate kiss. “Yes, it is. I’m here. I love you.” he begged.

You pulled back, taking a few steps away. You looked between all four of them, and gulped. “I’m sorry,” you said as you pieced the knife through your stomach, the blood bubbling up through your mouth.

“HEY!” a deep, familiar voice called, two hands holding your face.

Your hands suddenly fell and you tumbled onto the figure in front of you. The owner caught you with ease as another figure to your left emerged. It was all so blurry and dark. You wanted to open your mouth and ask where you were, or who this was, but you found it extremely hard.

“(Y/N),” you heard your sister whisper, trying to meet your gaze. You looked to her as someone came up behind her.

“Is she okay?” he asked.

The person holding you readjusted your weight on him, and pick up with one hand under your knees and the other on your back. “She will be.” he reassured. “Did you kill it?”

“Yeah, it’s dead.” your sister replied, as the guy behind her untie the little girl.

Your vision blurred as you fell in and out of consciousness until it all went black.

Your eyes opened to the feeling of a cool, damp cloth over your forehead. You slowly sat up, slightly wincing in pain. You looked down to your throbbing arm to find it sewn with stitches. Your eyes took in the unfamiliar room painted with dull colors.

“You okay?” the deep voice asked from your right.

You snapped your head to find him sitting on a chair near your bed. The same sharp jawline, stubbed chin, pouty lips and high cheekbones engulfed his features. And those gorgeous green eyes, so fucking captivating, stared back at you.

“You.” you whispered, staring at his covered collarbone. You looked down to yours, tugging on your shirt to see your skin.

It was bare.

“You remembered?” he asked, those prefect eyebrows coming together.

You swallowed, wondering if he knew who he was in your altered reality. “Huh?”

“You remembered that I woke you up from whatever the djinn had you under?” he explained, trying to read your features.

A relieved sigh escaped your lips as you nodded. “Oh, yeah. Yup, I remember that.”

He let out a short breath, nodding along with you. “Okay, well, I’m gonna go wake up your sister. She’s gonna wanna talk to you.”

He got up to make his way to the door, but you stopped him, grabbing his wrist. “Wait,” you called, urgently. He turned to you, that same look of concern on his face. “What’s your name?”

“Dean Winchester.”

Merry belated Feast of the Winter Star!! @otagen
I’m you’re stand-in Secret Santa but I’m really glad I could draw this. You’re farmer is great and all I could think about with you’re request was “bad winter sweaters” and no one actually looking at the camera while they’re trying to do their holiday photo. They all make a great little family~  Cheers!!

anonymous asked:

Hi! Can I have a model MC with RFA+Saeran+V? Thank you very much in advance! :)

Hope you like it!^^

RFA + Saeran and V with a model MC

Zen

  • Guess who made it to the hottest celebrity couple’s list this year?
  • At first, he doesn’t really enjoy the sexy photo shoots you eventually do, but he won’t judge or get possessive.
  • Because he tries to be understanding of you career as much as you understand his.
  • Plus, he loooooves the attention you two get. He reads social media comments about how people can’t help but imagining you two fucking… which… arouses him more than he would admit to you or to himself.
  • It’s so great when you go with him to his premieres, and he’s always on the first row of your fashion shows, and there’s so much buzz all over the media because of that.
  • That photo shoot you two did together almost got banned for being too sexy, the chemistry was too obvious and everybody could tell you two definitely had sex after it was over.
  • Sometimes, the attention bother you two a little, which makes the private and reserved moments more special.
  • In moments like this, you two go to your family’s house, or just hop on his bike and leave to his secret place.
  • You two take a lot of selfies, but just the closest ones have the right to see such exclusive pictures.

Yoosung

  • Well, he did not see that coming…
  • Poor boy gets even more insecure, why would someone so talented, beautiful and relevant date him?
  • He getting all self conscious only boost your need to show your affection in public. People will know you’re taken by him, and nobody can say shit about it.
  • And most of the time, it works, he’s looking at all these guys envying him, and he won’t lie, it’s a great feeling.
  • But media can be really mean saying you’re dating a minor or weird shit like that, and there goes all the confidence you’ve been trying so hard to build up on him.
  • So you take him to your photo shoots, introduce him to everybody you work with. Designers, photographers, editors, everybody! Just to show them you’re dead serious about this relationship.
  • One day, you took him to one of your fashion shows, you even managed to make him meet you backstage.
  • All the other models l o v e him, he’s so sweet and devoted to you, and it’s cute how he is trying not to look at them so you won’t get mad.
  • They are all around him as if he is a puppy, and you keep telling them to go easy on him, are you jealous? He won’t deny he kinda likes it.
  • Next day, there is a photo of boy Yoosung being pampered by all those gorgeous models all over the news
  • No need to say it would take a lot to make his confidence go down after that.

Jaehee

  • She’s legitimately proud for all of your accomplishments.
  • Also, she loves how you don’t let fame get the best of you, you manage to keep sweet, humble and it’s nothing like a diva.
  • Of course sometimes she’s a little insecure, what someone like you could even see on a dull owner of a coffee shop?
  • But just a little affection in public and some public statements from you about her on interviews, and she forgets her insecurities.
  • She helps with everything she can, she cooks for you, trains with you (she taught you some judo stuff) and makes sure nobody bothers you when you’re resting before a major campaign or fashion show.
  • Seriously, she basically manages you better than your own manager.
  • You’re constantly bringing her along in your gigs, and she’s legitimately honored to be surrounded by so many talented and inventive people.
  • People you work with really like her because she always offer coffee to them, courtesy of her coffee shop, of course.
  • And they always manage to pay her back, giving her hair products, make-up, designer clothes, everything that fascinates her about your world.
  • She often gets shy because of all the attention she usually gets through you, and sometimes she has to excuse herself from all of this.
  • But she felt so proud when you got a GLAAD Award for being such an LGBTQ icon on the fashion industry.
  • Which you two celebrated by yourselves, on her coffee shop.

Jumin

  • The elegant stride, the perfect posture, the look in your eyes… you felt very familiar to him at first.
  • Then he remembered, you modeled for one of his company products! You did such a great job, and you were so professional and hardworking.
  • His father noticed that too and made a move on you during break, that’s why he remembers so vividly, oh god…
  • Apologizes one hundred times and makes his father apologize too, which flusters you, because you were completely fine with this before.
  • He doesn’t like seeing you just in underwear on billboards all over town, but he would hate to see you act unprofessionally and not doing a gig just because your boyfriend told you so.
  • But he will introduce you to all the most renowned photographers and designers to get you to the more high artistic fashion, think less Calvin Klein ads and more Vogue Japan editorials. (shhh, don’t tell him some of them can be really sexy too)
  • When you two get tired of the spotlight, he plans a trip to one of his private beaches (Yes, one of)
  • And will sue any magazine who gets exclusive shots of your little vacation
  • Talking about another power couple. He doesn’t really like the attention, but he can’t hold back a soft smile whenever he hears things like “just imagine their kids”, because he’s definitely imagining.

Saeyoung

  • When he hacked into your phone and saw you through the CCTV, he fell off his chair in shock
  • You’re… you’re that girl from the car show! The one who convinced him to take one of his babies
  • He wasn’t really fond of the idea of getting that particular car, but you managed to convince him with strong arguments about the car’s features and maybe with your sweet smile.
  • So yeah, he’s pretty much a fan now he knows your name and where to find your portfolio.
  • When you two get together, he doesn’t really enjoy the idea of seeing you in car shows like a product that comes along with the cars
  • So he does what he did to Zen, a Tripterbot to spam pictures of you so you can get better gigs.
  • Which slowly starts to work, as you’re getting more job offers for photo shoots and even some fashion shows.
  • Even with the whole agency thing being over, he’s still not confident to be seen in public with you
  • So he starts to wear masks and paper bags when you start getting famous, and people think your boyfriend is trying to make public statement or he’s a mysterious dj or something like this, which only helps increasing your popularity.
  • He feels like a proud mom when you get to be spokesperson for a famous car brand. You’ve come a loooong way since being an accessory at car shows.

Saeran

  • You weren’t a big deal when he led you to Rika’s apartment, so he thought you would still be suitable according to all his research
  • And let’s say he really wanted to take a pretty face to paradise when RFA would get finally destroyed…
  • But as he got to know you, he noticed you were so much more than a pretty face, you were actually a very smart lady starting a business with hair products under your name
  • When you get together, he takes as his personal mission to help you with your business and make you a big deal in this industry.
  • Congratulations! You got a boyfriend who works as your social media analyst, he knows exactly what you should post to get attention from model agencies and customers to your business.
  • He feels really weird and flustered though all the process of taking pictures of you, but deep down he loves to help you and you both know that
  • When it comes to your relationship, he’s obviously not comfortable about being seen in public, so yeah… he keeps it at a low profile
  • The media just knows you’re taken thanks to a mysterious tattoo you have on your nape, and there are all the speculations about your boyfriend being that famous singer who last music video had you as a feature, or a politician, maybe someone from the royal British family? You never confirm or deny, so the buzz keeps going and boosting likes on your Instagram.
  • Another move your social media analyst made sure to pull it off.

V

  • Match made in heaven
  • It’s just… perfect! He wants to be the photographer of every one of your photo shoots
  • And when is not possible, he makes sure to get you to work with someone he trusts that will do a good job.
  • Of course he’s very professional and won’t mind you sharing the camera lens with another model
  • It’s not because he’s your boyfriend, but he’s genuinely your favorite photographer to work with, you love how he’s able to capture so many different nuances from you, you can be sexy, you can be high-fashion or very pure and ethereal with just a few clicks from him.
  • But he’s modest and says it’s all your doing, he’s just capturing what it’s in front of his eyes.
  • He also always have the best shots of you in fashion shows, well, not only you, but of all the other models. The media, however, always points out how your pictures are obviously being taken by someone who’s in love with you.
  • Both of you think it’s cheesy, but… it is kinda true, actually.
  • Again, power couple. You’re so respected on your work fields. If separated, you two are great, together you are able to make it look it’s magic.
  • However, you’re both very discreet. But he’s planning a book of random pictures he took of you when you weren’t modeling (though it looks like you were)

okay but think about Even and Isak and social media if Even ever got on board

  • imagine the snaps
    • Even loves sending Isak ridiculous snaps with the face filters and witty one liners. they usually make Isak roll his eyes but some of them are actually kinda funny and Even’s cute no matter what filter he uses so there’s that
    • Isak isn’t much of a selfie guy because he’s a self conscious lil bean but on the nights they aren’t together he sends Even snaps of his spread of homework with captions like why am I like this or will you ever fuck me as hard as this biology paper is
    • sometimes when they’re together Even takes sly photos of Isak because his boy is just so effortlessly beautiful and it blows Even’s mind and he wants to capture those moments for when he isn’t feeling so great so he can remind himself that while the world may seem bleak and hopeless there will always be Isak’s light
    • if Even’s feeling good Isak usually gets random snaps through the day, just little things that capture Even’s attention. sometimes it’s bright flowers or a black and white shot of buildings or clouds or literally just a snap of what’s right in front of Even as he walks. these are Isak’s favourite sort of snaps because it’s like seeing the world through his boyfriend’s eyes
    • when one of them is getting crushed under the horrifying weight of being a student or just being alive the other will send a cute little video saying something like you got this I love you you can kick this is the ass and it’s almost always followed by a blank snap that just says you need me to come over? because like hell would they let the other struggle alone
    • Even has been known to send Isak a snap of the front door to the kollectivet captioned are you going to let me in or what? after Isak’s sent him a particularly stressed out snap
  • facebook
    • Even doesn’t really use his facebook, he mostly got it because there were some groups in his classes where students swapped ideas back and forth and it was pretty helpful
    • Even and Isak are totally that couple that tag each other in stupid memes and just say ‘you’ ‘me’ or ‘us’ and everyone thinks it’s adorable
    • Even’s favourite thing to do is to find kitten photos and tag Isak in them with comments like ‘looks like you’ and when the boys see that they lose their collective shit because yes Isak you are just a tiny kitten definitely and Isak is so embarrassed and he’s going to kill Even
    • it’s hard to argue with it though seeing as the second Even runs his fingers through Isak’s hair the boy practically melts Even is convinced that if humans could purr Isak would
    • Isak gets revenge by tagging Even in hundreds of posts that try to say Terminator or some shit is the best movie ever made
    • sometimes they’re actually cute though and they’ll tag each other in those posts that are like ‘tag someone who changed your life for the better’ or ‘tag the love of your life’ and whenever the girls (especially Eva, who knew Isak way back when) see it they can’t help but swoon and sigh a lil because #goals
    • Even’s facebook has almost no posts because he doesn’t really see the point in documenting everything he does, but the few posts that are there are usually check ins where he’ll have ‘finally got Isak to watch *insert movie here*’ 
    • any photos of Even are where he’s been tagged in someone else’s photos. Eva is the worst for taking photos on a night out but hell if Even could say no to her when she’s so happy so yes okay he’ll bend down and take a photo with her 
    • Even’s favourite photo is one with Eva and Isak. he has his arm snug around Isak’s waist and he bent down a bit to accommodate Eva’s wish for a selfie and she surprised him with a kiss on the cheek and the photo got snapped just as Isak’s jaw dropped and he yelped out a hey!!!
    • Eva just captioned it with told you I’d steal him ;) and it became an iconic photo in their friendhship group
  • Instagram, the Skam fave
    • Even totally has notifications on for Isak’s insta because he’s extra af
    • Even’s instagram is probably what he uses most because he quite likes photography, he likes capturing the little moments in life that grabbed his attention
    • it’s very aesthetically pleasing and he actually got a lot of followers who’d have guessed?????
    • but every so often he’ll post a photo with Isak and it’ll literally be the cutest sappiest shit because that boy is so in love and it’s so obvious and his phone gets blown up with notifications to the point where he turns them off because he knows he’s dating the most gorgeous boy in the world he doesn’t need to see a thousand comments telling him what he already knows
    • Isak doesn’t use his instagram much, but Even always leaves cute little comments sometimes just a lil heart emoji. he especially leaves cute comments on the photo Isak posts of Even, things along the lines of wow what a good looking boyfriend you have you must be happy ;)
    • Even definitely looked at all the older things Isak was tagged in, and he even buys Eva a muffin at school as thanks for posting all those things with Isak in because they are a fucking gift
    • Even literally can’t get over how much of a baby Isak looked just a year ago??????????? sometimes he looks at Isak for ages until Isak can’t take it any more and asks what Even wants and Even just shows Isak one of those photos from Eva’s instagram and he’s just like how was this a year ago what the fuck Isak you look 12 I don’t understand this is keeping me up at night

JUST EVEN AND ISAK BEING THEIR CUTE SELVES ON SOCIAL MEDIA AS WELL AS IN THE REAL WORLD!!!

2

What an evening! Great show, David did a great job hosting and performing! I don’t know that this was his type of crowd per se, his dry witty sense of humor kind of fell flat on the older audience at times, but he was stunning and funny and endearing anyway!

When we got to the after party, we waited by the door where the artists we coming in, and waited… and waited… didn’t see David. Finally I decided to take a lap around to make sure we didn’t miss him, and my husband waited at the table. There’s a rooftop balcony, and as I made my rounds I saw him out there. I texted my husband to drop everything and get to the patio stat!! It appeared as though he was starting to be surrounded and asked to take photos, so he graciously took a bunch and then Brad-guy started wrangling him away to try and whisk him inside. I/we were the last to see him. I just walked up and said “Hi!” And he said “Well you must be freezing!!” and out his arm around me, and I said “Not anymore!!” He laughed and we took our pic and I told him he did a great job and he was very gracious. Then my husband jumped in and reiterated what a great job he did and again, he was super thankful and appreciative. Then Brad edged him out and we never saw him again.

But… black tie Duchovs warmed this girl up on a cold-as-balls windy balcony and I could DIE. That is all. :)

WHY DID NOBODY TELL ME ABOUT THIS HOLBY CITY SHIT #3

THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO REPLIES TO THESE AND HELPS ME UNDERSTAND AND LAUGH, U IS SO NICE

-LOOK AT BAMBI AND CHEEKBONES™ THEY ARE BONDING AW
-“WASHING MCHOTTIE’S HAIR” I’M DYING BAMBI SHIPS ITALIAN CHEEKBONES
- THE BANTS BETWEEN BAMBI & CHEEKBONES OMG AW
-I WOULD 100% JUMP THAT NEW GUY WITH THE BLUE EYES THAT’S TALKING TO ZOSIA IF I WASN’T GAY
-HE LOOKS LIKE JOEY MCINTYRE FROM NEW KIDS ON THE BLOCK 0MG
-HE’S THE NEW GUY AND HE LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE FROM NEW KIDS I’M DONE
-YALL KNOW HIS NAME IS NOW NEW KID™
-OKAY I’M CHEEKBONES™ THO LIKE DO THESE FUCKERS EVER DO WORK LIKE ZOSIA AND NEW KID™ OVER HERE TAKING FUCKIN SELFIES LIKE PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO DIE STOP BEING HAPPY
-CHEEKBONES™ DOING THAT LITTLE LOOK AT ZOSIA AS SHE LEFT I SHIP IT I SHIP IT
-BUT LIKE IF THE SHIP NAME ISN’T CHEEKBONEZ (WITH A Z)I CANNOT SHIP IT
- POOR LIKKLE DOM
-CHEEKBONES™ LOOKED SMUG WHEN ITALIAN GUY™ WAS ALL LIKE “I MISSED YOU” LIKE YEAH BISH I KNOW YOU MISSED ME STOP BORING ME WITH THINGS I ALREADY KNOW
-NO BUT LIKE THAT IS A SHIT HOLIDAY I MEAN HE’S ITALIAN GUY™ CANT HE COME UP WITH ANYTHING LESS SHIT
-BUT LIKE THIS LADY TALKING TO DOM IS EVERYTHING I ASPIRE TO BE
-IMA0O0O NEW KID™ IS A BIT DESPERATE FOR PRAISE
-LOVELY LESBIAN LADY™ SPEAKS FRENCH OH SHIT I NEED A COLD SHOWER
-LIKE CAN LLL™ GET MORE PERFECT??
-LISTEN TO ZOSIA DOM COME ON BOIII SHE IS RIGHT
-FFS ITALIAN GUY™ CHEEKBONES™ WAS ALMOST FLIRTING AND YOU HAVE TO BLOODY SAY I CAN’T COME?? I AM NOW IMAGINING ZOSIA IN YOUR PLACE #CHEEKBONEZ
-WHAT IS GOING ON WITH BERLIN
-I DON’T UNDERSTAND
-I DON’T TRUST ITALIAN GUY™ NO MORE
-HOW IS JOAN WOKE AF BUT HER DAUGHTER LIKE WATCHING PAINT DRY
-YES SHORT BLONDIE GIVE DOM DAT POLICE CARD
-SHIT DEN ITALIAN GUY™ IS MARRIED??
-FUCK HIM UP CHEEKBONES™ HE DON’T DESERVE U #CHEEKBONEZ
-BITTER CHEEKBONES™ IS GREAT
-NEW KID™ IS ALWAYS IN THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME HE’S LIKE BAMBI 2.0
- HE MADE A HOLE IMA0 THIS POOR GUY GONNA BE KILLED BY CHEEKBONES I WILL PRAY 4 HIS SOUL EVEN THO I’M GOING TO HELL ANYWAYZ
-BITTER CHEEKBONES™ IS ME WHEN YOU’RE IN A GROUP PROJECT AND YOU LET OTHER PEOPLE DO SOME WORK CAUSE THEY’VE DONE FUCK ALL SO FAR AND THEN YOU JUST REVIEW THEIR WORK AND GO FUCK IT THIS IS DOG SHITE I’M REDOING IT
-BAMBI TAKING HANSEN PHOTO I’M DYING HE LOOKS GREAT
-LOVELY LESBIAN LADY™ CARES 4 ALL DE STAFF AND GIVES THEM OVERTIME WHEN THEY NEED THE MONEY I CAN’T PERFECTION IS TOO MUCH
-ITALIAN CHEEKBONES HAS GONE DOWNHILL #CHEEKBONEZ
-DOM UR NOT HANSSEN 2.0 STOP SAYING THESE WISE QUOTES LAST WEEK IT WAS ITALIAN GUY NOW IT’S YOU JEEZ
-I’VE JUST REALISED THAT OLLIE, ZOSIA’S BOYFRIEND WHO DOM WAS SHITTING ON 2 WEEKS AGO, AND NEW KID™ ARE THE SAME PERSON I DON’T KNOW IF MY BRAIN IS GETTING ENOUGH OXYGEN BECAUSE IT TOOK ME 55 MINUTES TO REALISE THIS
-IS IT JUST ME OR IS THE ARTEM CHERNICK/HIS DAUGHTER/FLETCH STORYLINE HELLA BORING LIKE WE ALL KNOW THAT IT’S JUST GONNA END UP WITH FLETCH AND SYDNEY DOING THE SEXY TIMES
-BAMBI TRYNA GET CHEEKBONES™ INVOLVED AWW
-FUK U ISAK STOP TEXTING DOM HE DON’T LOVE U NO MO
-ZOSIA BEING ALL SUPPORTIVE AW
-I MISS SERENA
-I MISS MY LESBIANS

Bless jikook shippers yall are great lol you guys are so observant. I would never have known that Jungkook was hiding behind Jimin in that army room photo. Ugh they’re so cute. They were sitting so close lol and instead of moving or even just taking the picture together Jungkook tries to hide his big ass self behind Jimin lol

Cheer Up Buttercup

Prompt: Grayson’s been down lately so you spend the day showering him in compliments 

 A/N: So I’m a totally Dolan Twins fanatic and their Coachella posts have got me in my feels so I decided to write an imagine based on Grayson so, I hope you guys enjoy ♡

warnings: Pretty crappy and horrible time skip transitions so my apologies. 


You sat at the counter, twisting left and right as you ate your bagel. You kept glancing up at Grayson who stood at the stove, making pancakes for him and Ethan with his back to you. 

The twins had asked you the week prior if you would go shopping with them for Coachella, and you accepted, always grateful to help people out. But, as soon as Ethan let out inside the apartment and you caught a glimpse of Grayson, you automatically knew something was wrong, by the way his shoulders slouched and his eyes were constantly looking down.

You of course asked him if he was okay and he mumbled a yes, kissing your head before going to make breakfast; you didn’t believe him one bit. 

Through the whole time of dating Grayson, you have never seen him upset. You’ve seen him angry, embarrass, and of course those occasional sad moments while watching a movie, but him and Ethan both were always so upbeat and happy. This, was something new for you. 

You sat your bagel down, taking your phone out your pocket and opening snapchat. 

“Whoa Gray! Look at you cooking without your shirt!”

Grayson turned around at the sound of you speaking his name, seeing you sitting there with a grin as you angled your phone at him. He couldn’t help but to grin back, a spike of happiness at your compliment and happy face.

“Thanks babe,”


Graysons happy mood lasted through breakfast, but it quickly vanished when you guys slid into the car. You sat in the back, laughing as Ethan went crazy with his dace moves, doing his best to keep control of the wheel in the process. 

Grayson was leaning against the door, gazing out the window silently. 

You guys pulled up the mall and you all got out. Ethan went ahead of you two, excited to shop. Grayson slowly followed him and you ran up, grabbing a hold of his hand.

“You look good today,” you said, “I mean, you look good everyday. Actually, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you not looking good. Even in those horrible looking screenshots, you look good,”

Grayson smiled, looking at you as you stared in front of you, rambling on about his appearance. He squeezed your hand, planting a kiss on your cheek.

“You look good too Y/N,”


The shopping portion went rather well. You gave the boys your opinions on their outfits and helped them throw some stuff together, while finding some stuff for yourself; you also made sure to throw compliments at Grayson about his hair every now and than just to see him smile at you. You helped take pictures of them with some fans and some even asked for you to join in the photo as well, which made you happy.  Now, the three of you were sitting in the food court. 

“Thanks for tagging along Y/N,” Ethan said through a mouthful of food. You smiled at him, shrugging a bit.

“Yeah of course. I’m always glad to help. You guys, are gonna look great at Coachella. Cameron too,” 

“And, it’s all because of you,” Grayson said making you smile at him.

“It’s a shame you can’t go with us, but I’m sure New York will be even better,” Ethan said before standing up, “I gotta pee so I’ll be right back,” 

You watched as he walked away before looking back at Grayson who sat across from you. He picked at his food, his mood and expression changing within a second. You pulled out your phone, doing your best to not make it noticeable when you snapped a few pictures of him; of course he noticed.

“Why are you taking pictures of me?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked up at you.

“I couldn’t help it, you’re very pretty,” You said still looking down at your phone. 

Grayson grinned for about the thousandth time at your thousandth compliment since this morning. 

“I like when you smile. It makes me happy,” you said, looking up at him finally. 

“I’m always smiling,” 

“That would explain why I’m always happy,” 

The two of you stared at each other happily. Grayson opened his mouth to tell you something, but was cut off by Ethan running back over.

“Yo Gray, some of the guys are here. They wanna hang for a bit,” He exclaimed before looking at you. “You don’t mind do you Y/N? Being the only girl?”

You shook your head, “Nah. Of course not,” You and Grayson stood, throwing out your trash and following Ethan towards their friends. 

Grayson still seemed pretty down, even with the guys being around. He held onto your hand tightly and you listened to their conversations, laughing along to some jokes. They’d constantly bring you in, not wanting you to feel left out, but you didn’t mind just listening. 

You heard Grayson sigh quietly and you slowed down your walking pace, him doing the same with out questioning. You waited until the others were out of hearing range before speaking.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, glancing at Graysons now serious expression. 

“What? Nothing,” 

You stopped, causing him to stumble at the sudden action of you jerking him. He looked at your concern expression and sighed.

“Are you sure you can’t come to Coachella? I can pay for you and I’ll also pay for another concert ticket for you and Y/B/F,” 

“Gray,” you said sighing, “I told you I was fine with not going. You guys are already paying for Cameron to go, plus I want you to have fun for once without me tagging along,”

“But, it won’t be fun without you,” he said frowning.

“Is this why you’ve been so upset? Because I’m not going to Cochella?”

He sighed, “It’s not just that. You’re gonna be in New York which is across the country. I’m afraid you’re gonna like it better there and not want to come back or you’re gonna run into some hot, 23 year old model and fall in love,” 

“First of all, that’s illegal because I’m underage and second of all you’re a hot model Gray. You don’t think I’m upset about you staying here in LA while I’m somewhere else? You’re gonna be surrounded by all these smoking hot girls-”

“You’re a smoking hot girl!”

“I meant girls hotter than me, and I’m paranoid that you’re gonna run into some hot 23 year old model and fall in love,”

“That’s illegal because I’m underage,” 

You rolled your eyes at him throwing your own words back at you. 

“I’m serious Y/N!” He exclaimed, “It happens in movies all the time!”

You reached up, grabbing his face and bringing his lips to yours. Grayson was caught by surprise, but quickly kissed back, wrapping his arms tightly around you. You two finally pulled away in a time span that didn’t feel like enough.

“Better?”

“I might need a few more,” 

You laughed, nudging him a bit, “Later, right now we need to find the guy,”

He groaned, but took your hand away mumbling as he pulled you along.

“There you two are! Where have you guys been?” Ethan asked as you two got closer.

“We got distracted by something, sorry” You said.

“ You okay Grayson? Your face is pretty red,” 

Grayson glanced at you before looking at his brother, smiling.

“Never been better,” 

So there's this guy on one of the craft groups I follow...

His name is Sam. And he knits jumpers

And then takes photos 

Of himself in front of the things that inspired them

And he just makes me so happy

Because he has such great talent

And he is everything I want to be in life

You go, Sam. You live your dreams

EDIT: Sam has a website where you can check out even more of his fabulous work! Www. Colorknit . Com
Telling

This is Part Seven in “Together”

Pairing: Jensen x Reader x Jared
Words:  1028

Read “Needy”
Read “Deserving”
Read “Loving”
Read “Vacation”
Read “Try”
Read “Remember”

This part was requested by @scxrchy

A/N: After “Together” and “Our Girl” are finished, I will no longer be doing poly stories. 



           “I want to tell,” you said, looking at Jared and Jensen as the three of you got ready for the con panel.

           “What?” Jensen looked over at you, obviously confused as to what you were talking about.

           “I want to tell them we’re in a relationship.”

           Jared stopped what he was doing and joined Jensen looking at you, “Y/N, it’s not exactly something people will accept.”

           “I know,” you said, “But … I feel like they’ll find out. I feel like they’ll just see us and know. And I don’t want to have to pretend in front of them. It’s not fair. They’re amazing and they deserve to know what’s going on. And if we’re gonna tell them about my injury, then we tell them about where we were and why.”

           Jensen sighed and ran a hand over his face, “Do you think we’re prepared for backlash?” he asked.

           “You’re really asking if I’m prepared for backlash,” you said, looking at him, “Because I’m the unstable one.”

           “Babe, don’t take it like that. I just know that we’re going to get hate for this. And I don’t want to see you, or us go through that.”

           “I don’t want to hide.”

           “Then we’ll tell them,” Jared said.

           You looked over at him, “Yeah?”

           He nodded, “Yeah.”

           Jensen sighed slightly, “Okay. Okay, we’ll tell them.”

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Monsta X reacts: a very hot guy asking for his number and praising his s/o

requested by anon~

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Originally posted by garisanee

Shownu; The two of you were just enjoying the view of the Hand River when a hot guy approaches the two of you. At first Shownu was confused, thinking that you probably know the guy. When the hot guy asked for his number, Shownu would go ‘uhh’ before glancing to your side then back to the guy. And before Shownu could tell him that he couldn’t give his number that easily, the hot dude had already started praising your sense of fashion and whatnot. Shownu would be so taken aback and confused af since he doesn’t know if he’s hitting on him or on you. He’d make up excuses that the two of you had to go since there’s an emergency and leave without hearing the hot dude’s response.

Hi, can I have your number?” 

“uhh…. *looks at you*”

“You’re so beautiful with that outfit of yours, Miss. I bet you have a good sense in fashion.”

“T-thanks…”

“A-ah! Oh no, we have to go now. I just received a text from our friend that our other friend was brought to the hospital. We’re so sorry, good bye. *drags you away from the hot guy*”

Originally posted by sh0wnu

Wonho; Both of you were at the club when a very hot guy approaches the two of you. When the hot guy asked for Wonho’s number, he’d be so flushed that he’d just laugh it off and avoid eye contact. He’d also reject him tho since he’s dating you and why would he give out his number to some stranger. But then, when he heard the guy praising you, he’d look at him with a blank expression and would casually send a text to one of your friends to distract the very hot guy while the two of you make your escape. And when the hot guy’s distracted, Wonho would come to a decision that the two of you should just stay at home and eat ramyeon.

Hey dude, can I have you number?”

“*bursts out laughing* Man, sorry I can’t.”

“Oh, alright. Damn girl, you look oh so fine tonight with that black dress of yours. *eyes you from head to toe*”

“*sees your friend* Oh hey, [yf/n]! We want you to meet a friend. *gently pushes the hot guy towards your friend and quietly grab you by the hand and leave the place* We should’ve just stayed home and cooked some ramyeon..”

Originally posted by minqhyuk

Minhyuk; Minhyuk would be so confused when a very hot dude approached the two of you while looking at clothes.He wouldn’t know where to look at, at the very hot guy or at the cardigan that he just picked. When he asked for his number, Minhyuk wouldn’t be able to respond since thousands of thoughts came rushing in. But when the hot guy decided to give up on asking for his number and praised you instead. Minhyuk would be in shock that he’d just stare at the guy then back at you and would just blurt out that he needs to pay for your clothes and his clothes, making the two of you excuse yourselves.

Hi, can I have your number?” 

“*blanks* *why is he asking for my number? wait how much was this cardigan*”

“I guess that’s a no then? Hahaha, anyway, I just wanted to say that your hair is pretty amazing and–”

“Babe, I need to pay for our clothes *innocent*.” 

“O-okay, please excuse us. *drags Minhyuk towards the counter*”

Originally posted by monbeboo

Kihyun; Kihyun and you were busy choosing a hair color at the counter when a hot guy, aka. the hairstylists, approaches the two of you and straightforwardly asked for Kihyun’s number, leaving him speechless as he just starts to let out an awkward laugh. He’d also glance to your direction before telling him that he doesn’t have any phone (but then he has one… but he doesn’t know his number…. or does he?) and would bring his attention back to the set of samples in front of him. When the hot guy praises you, his ears would perk up, making him snake and arm around your waist and purposely call you by your endearment. overprotective kihyun on.

“O-oh, sorry but I don’t have a phone… *scratches the side of his head*”

“It’s alright. Oh, your eyes are really pretty. I can look at them all day long *jokingly winks at you*”

“*chuckles* Thanks, I get that alot–”

“*snakes his arms around your waist and pulls you closer to him* Baby, which color should I choose?”

Originally posted by changhyuk

Hyungwon; You actually had Hyungwon as your model for your funshoot when a very hot guy decides to come in and say hi to the two of you. The conversation was great until the hot guy asked Hyungwon for his number, leaving Hyungwon dumbfounded. He’d stutter at first and decides to give him a number, not his number but maybe Hyorin’s or Bora’s number instead. And when he starts praising you, he’d chuckle would go along the praises but with s subtle ‘that’s my girl’ kind of thang.

Oh, by the way, can I ask for your number? *faces Hyungwon*”

“A-ah, yeah, sure. *punches Hyorin’s number in the hot guy’s phone and innocently smiles at you*”

“And man, your shots are really great!”

“Well, that’s my girl, she takes really awesome photos and sometimes, some magazines would buy her shots!”

Originally posted by wonhontology

Jooheon; You were just casually strolling at the park with Jooheon when a random hot guy approaches the two of you. Ar first, he thought that it was some gangster that he would protectively put his arms around you but when he sees that he’s harmless, he would flash a smile but he’d still have his guards up. When the guy asked for his number, his eyes would widen like saucers and gawk at the hot dude. He’d casually reject him and would awkwardly look away. Once the hot guy’s praises left his mouth, the smile on his face would be gone and would have a little chat with him and would casually tell the dude that you guys had to go and whatnot.

Hey, can I have your number?”

“W-what? *eyes widened* Sorry but I can’t give you my phone number*”

“Oh, it’s alright. *looks at you* My, my, you really have a nice figure!”

“T-thanks…”

“*chats for a while* Oh, man sorry, but we have to go since we have to check whether our kid’s alright in her tummy *lying lying lying*”

Originally posted by changhyuk

I.M; Changkyun would find it really weird when a very hot guy asked for his number. Shouldn’t he be asking for your number? But then, Changkyun would be that type of person who’d give his friend’s number to some stranger. He’d be like ‘yeah sure’ and gives the hot guy Jooheon’s number and quietly snicker when he saw you gape at him. When the hot guy started praising you, he’d be like Hyungwon and go along with the praises but when he thinks that it’s going overboard, he’d protectively sling an arm around your shoulder and tell the guy off.

Hey, can I have your number?”

“Yeah, sure, here you go. *punches Jooheon’s digits in the hot guy’s number and notices your shocked expression, only to snicker quietly*”

“Thanks and by the way, you’re really beautiful.”

“O-oh, thanks.”

“Yeah, my angel’s really pretty that no one can beat her.”

How You Two Meet (5 Seconds of Summer Blurb)

Summary:  How you and one of the boys of 5 Seconds of Summer meet, and he posts about you.

Requested: no

Warnings: no

A/N:  I got this idea based off of looking at the boys instagrams.  These will be based off either a photo or the themes of each of the boys’s instagrams.  This may not be my best work, as I am just recovering from surgery, and I’m in a lot of pain, and my mind is a little foggy.  I apologize if it’s not the best, but I just needed something to distract from the pain.

Disclaimer: None of these photos are mine, some are off their instagrams or off google images.


Ashton:  Writing Session

“So guys, I have someone new that I would all like you to meet, Y/N Y/L/N.”  John introduces you to all the boys.

“Hi, Y/N.”  The boys all say in unison, almost like you’re the new substitute teacher and they are your class.

“Today, you and Ashton”  John says motioning over to a boy with the polaroid camera, “will be writing together.  I’d say work on the chorus on the song we were close to finishing yesterday.”

Ashton, claps his hand together, then pushes himself up and walks you over to the door, and opens it for you to walk out first.  Ashton guides you into the other recording room.

Ashton walks over to one of the guitars, and sits down in front of you.

“So, here is a part of the song we finished yesterday, but I still can’t figure out the chorus and the bridge.”  Ashton says before he starts playing the guitar and singing.

As Ashton plays and sings, you notice just how he gets into the music.  You notice at times during the song, he closes his eyes, and there is a crease between his eyebrows in the front of head when the times of when he can’t think of what comes next.

“Try the g then to the e minor.”  You say after Ashton kept pausing at the same part in the song.

After Ashton tries that, he says, “That works out perfectly.  And after the e minor, change to the c chord.”

“After the C, change to an a minor…”  You say.  After figuring out the bridge, the chorus came easy to both of you.

After figuring out the chorus, and the bridge, you both had finished the song.

“So, we have about a half and hour to spare our writing session is over and we meet the rest of the guys.  There is this sandwich truck right outside the studio, it makes the best sandwiches, you want to grab some while we wait around for the rest of the guys to finish?”  Ashton offers.

“Yeah, sure.”  You say smiling.  

When you and Ashton get back, Ashton asks Michael to take a polaroid of you two in the studio.  He says that “we always take photos with people we work with”.  You didn’t think much of it, until later that day you find that you were tagged in one of Ashton’s photo with the caption, “Best partner for writing, I just wish @michaelclifford knew how to actually take a photo without cutting her head off, lol”

Calum:  At the Club

You had been in LA to visit a friend, and she convinced you to go to a pre game with her, before you guys went out clubbing.  You’re a social person, but you’re not much of a “hardcore partier”, so like always, you were the designated driver, or the friend holding back your other friend’s hair at the end of the night.  The pre game wasn’t too bad, you ended up meeting some really good people, and was looking forward to the rest of the night.  
When you arrive to the club, you are immediately dragged onto the dance floor by your best friend.  You love dancing, so you were out there most of the night.  After your feet started to hurt, you and your friends decided to sit at the bar, to cool off for a bit.  

“Here’s a drink from the gentlemen over there.”  The bartender says handing you a drink, pointing over to a tall, and handsome young man.  

You wave politely, but you don’t drink the drink.  After a few minutes, you hear someone behind you ask, “Did you not enjoy it?”  

You turn around to see the boy that ordered the drink.

“Oh no, I mean actually, I wouldn’t know.  I don’t drink.”  You admit.

“Oh, well that puts a twist into my plan.”  He says rubbing the back of his neck.

“Plan?”  You ask raising your eyebrows.

“Yes, well”  He says taking a seat down next to you, “ I would send over you a drink, then that would give me an excuse to come over here to talk to you.”

“Okay, and then what would happen next?”  You ask putting your head in your hands looking at him with a smirk.

“Well then, I would compliment you on your dancing, and wait until a really good song would come on, and then I would get you up to dance.”  

“Pretty solid plan.”  You nod. “Now, mister man with a plan, when were you ever going to plan on giving me your name?”  You ask, laughing lightly.

“Calum.”  He says smiling, putting his hand out for you to shake.

“Y/N.”  You say shaking his hand.  “Now, Calum, would you like to dance with me?”  You offer standing up.

“Hell yeah.”  He says.

After a night of dancing, and laughing, and just a great time, you and Calum end up taking a photo together, and exchange each of your information.  

The next day, your phone is blowing up with notifications, and comments on instagram.  You recognize the picture or you and Calum, in which he posted on his account captioning the photo

“I thought I partied hard, until I met this one, and the only thing she had was water.”

Luke: On Vacation in Bali

“Girls vacay here we are!”  You best friend screams as you guys get to the resort in Bali.

“It’s so gorgeous.”  You comment looking at the infinity pool, and how blue the water is.  

“I know.  Now, let’s get settled in, and change into our bikinis, so we can get into the water, because I am warm.”  You other friend says fanning herself.

After figuring out who gets which room, and unpacking everything, all of you change into your bikinis, and go out into the pool.  It wasn’t until about fifteen minutes after getting in, that a group of guys the same age as you all joined you guys.  You and your friends didn’t mind them too much because they weren’t jerks, and they weren’t bad to look at.  You and the blonde haired, blue eyed one kept making eye contact with each other.

After a while, the boys and your friends began to talk, and all of you started to become friends.  You ended up learning that the guy you kept looking at was named Luke.   You and Luke became very friendly as time went on.  He would flirtingly poke fun at you, in which you would respond by splashing him, and that just turned into a splashing war.  

As the vacation went on, your friends and the guys were all together most of the time, and your friends would pair off with Luke’s friends.  On the last day, you asked Luke if you could take a photo of you and your best friend on the infinity pool at you two are “looking out over Bali.”

You never really thought much about you and Luke after the vacation was over.  You thought of it just as a friendly fling that lasted for a week and a half on vacation.  But when you got home, you noticed a follow request from Luke.  You obviously accepted, and noticed he posted a photo and tagged you, your friend, and Michael in it, captioning it,

“Who did it better?”

Michael:  You Are His Photographer

You and the photographer for the Sounds Live Feels Live tour are pretty good friends, and when you told him that you were thinking of taking the plunge and moving to LA, and offered for you to stay with him, and that he would help you get many different shoots as he could.

The first shoot that he gets you is with Michael Clifford from 5 Seconds of Summer.  Your friend kept telling you how great of a guy he is, and that the photos won’t be professionally published, but they will be posted on his social media accounts, which will give you more exposure.

You and Michael have been in contact over the phone before, but never actually met.  You both decided that the beach would be a perfect place to shoot, and both agreed to meet there at sunset.  You get there, Michael is sitting there looking relaxed on a bench looking over at the ocean.  You slowly lift up your camera, and take the shot.

“You must be Y/N.”  Michael says, turning his to the direction of the shuttering of the camera lens.  “Or at least I hope so, if not, some random stranger with a good camera just took an awesome shot of me.”  He says laughing, getting up to walk over to you.

“I’m Michael.”  He says reaching out his hand, in which you take it and respond, “And I’m Y/N, as you know.”  You say laughing.

“So, where would you like me to go first?”  He asks.

“How about”  You begin as you think, “Lean against the rail, and look out in the distance at something.”

Michael does as he’s instructed, and the shoot went on smoothly and quickly.  After, you invited Michael over to the place you are staying at, so you can edit the photos, and you could send him his favorite ones.  

“I like this one.”  He says, pointing at the one where he is leaning against the railing.

“Me too.” You agree.

After a little bit of editing, Michael posted it with the caption, “Beach gothin’”  and gave credit for the photo.

A/N:  I apologize if this isn’t my best work.  I am currently recovering from surgery, and I’m in a lot of pain, but I wanted to start the blurb series, and since I’m on bed rest, I thought it would be a perfect time to.  Requests are open, I should be well soon!  I hope you all have a lovely weekend!

College!AU Seokjin
  • major: broadcasting 
  • minor: hospitality and tourism management 
  • sports: tennis team 
  • clubs: cooking club, on campus news channel + interns at the actual city news channel 
  • it is important to point out that the only person out of his crew of friends aka bts he is the only one with a car and all the members keep fighting over who seokjin is going to let borrow his car for the weekend and most of the time seokjin is like this is a Headache and gives it to hoseok because hoseok is nice and also jungkook can’t double park and namjoon drives at a snails pace
  • but yeah he has a car mostly because he has to drive to get to the city news headquarters that is like way too far from campus and the cars like a hand-me-down from his family so it’s kinda old but seokjin always keeps it clean and freshly painted and he has those cute like air fresheners that hang from his mirror because god only knows what the members do in this poor car when he’s not around
  • but seokjin’s car is not the point of this au moving on he’s a broadcasting major and hopes to have a job in news when he’s older, preferably as an anchor at a news station even (a famous one would be even better) and everyone thinks that honestly he’s a perfect fit for the job
  • a) because he’s handsome b) because he has a good voice and c) did i mention he’s drop dead handsome? like imagine waking up, turning on the tv, and there’s seokjin telling you it’s gonna be a sunny day and that the government royally screwed up again. wow. a Dream
  • seokjin’s original major was hospitality and tourism management because he had wanted to go to culinary school but thought that that was way too much of a stretch so maybe working in at a hotel or as an event planner was kind of similar to cooking for many people in a restaurant, but after a while he made it his minor because someone had suggested he should be on TV with those good looks
  • and being an actor was just as a far off as being a chef so he was like what else is on TV? the news
  • and seokjin’s like pretty well informed too, like he enjoys reading the paper and listening to political podcasts (which jungkook and taehyung always whine about in the car if seokjin is driving them all into the city they’re always like “hyUNG this is so sad and the words are so boring let’s listen to something more funnnn” and seokjin’s like “how does radio disney sound for you kids?” and they’re like h Y U N g and seokjin’s like no we’re not listening to any of those songs w swear words in them and yoongi in the passenger seat beside jin is like oh my god seokjin we are all in C O L L E G E 
  • but yeah he like does the weather reporting and reads of the news that goes on on campus but he’s also fascinated by journalism and when he’s at his internship he’s always mingling w the interns that aren’t doing broadcasting but the ones who’re working under the journalists and sources because they’re so cool and know so much and ok some of the stuff they tell him he’s not supposed to know but seokjin is so charming that he could get mr. krabs to tell him the secret to the krabby patty. 
  • not interested in sports broadcasting even though every season the baseball coach sends over half the team to get jin to show up and broadcast live through the university’s athletic channel stream and seokjin’s like no thanks but the coach is like bribe him. tell him he’s pretty. and the team tries but seokjin is like listen i know your coach just wants more people to watch the show for my great face and not the game so im not gonna do it. and the teams like sigh ok but also seokjin is right that’s exactly why the coach wants him to broadcast
  • seokjin is also on the tennis team and everytime he practices the court is full of girls and boys pressed against the fence around the net trying to take photos of him and he’s like flattered but also like !!! be careful you guys i have a very strong swing i dont want any balls going over the fence and hurting anyone!!! 
  • when they play doubles seokjin’s teammate sandeul is always whining about how another fan of seokjins had asked him to get her seokjin’s signature and he’s like seokjin pls im so tired of this someone stole my racket last week thinking it was yours
  • and seokjin’s like im sorry buddy but im cursed with this Beautiful Face what can i do…..
  • sandeuls like let me whack you with this ra- and jin’s like i will end you 
  • and so one day you’re actually featured on the campus new channel because you won an award in your major and it’s nothing hUGE but it’s something so you get an invite to be on the morning segment and you kinda want to turn it down because cameras,,,the whole student body watching you,,,ahhhhhhh no
  • but like your friends are like what nO do  i  t and also they’re like “you’ll get to do it with seokjin, and you know everyone loves seokjin!!! you can’t let this chance go!!!!”
  • and you’re like well like you know who seokjin is but you’re like even if i do this interview it’s not like he’s going to magically fall in love w me or something (Lmao little do you know)
  • so you’re just like fine whatever and you try to wear something nice and you show up and it’s obvious you’re worried because you keep fiddling with your phone
  • until you hear a sweet voice go; “don’t worry. it’s not like this is cable television or anything.”
  • and you look up to see THE seokjin standing beside you with a kind smile on his face and his signature pink tie on and ok wow he’s super handsome up close are his eyes sparkling?? ok wait not the point
  • and you’re like ahHA it’s easy for you you do this every morning and seokjin’s like chuckling like you’re not wrong but seriously don’t sweat it
  • and he like ruffles your hair and goes to sit in front of the camera and you’re like 
  • well one your heart is beating because ok,,,,ruffling your hair?? what is this some romance comic but two; holy shit you’re on in two minutes
  • and the minute seokjin is introducing your name and the award you’ve won you can feel your palms getting sweaty but it’s like somehow you catch a gentle, encouraging smile that seokjin passes on to you and suddenly your throats just a little less dry and you manage to stutter out a little speech about the award and not make a fool out of yourself
  • and all in all the segment with you is only 7 minutes long, but you can’t leave the set till seokjin is done talking and right at the end you notice that seokjin’s sweating a lot and that he keeps trying to move his fingers casually toward the cue cards that are beside you but are too far away and if he just grabs them everyone will see it in the shot
  • and you’re like wait shit did he forget the headlines??? and you can hear seokjin’s lines wavering a bit and he clears his throat right after the weather report and you’re like oh no and seokijn is like “now for more headlines, the real information about campus life and activities, the headlines…”
  • like it’s obvious he’s stalling and the crew is panicking and so you casually put your award down on the table and slip the cue cards into your lap so the camera cant see and without looking at him, you drop the cards in jin’s lap under the table you two are sitting on and like
  • he just needs one glance down to remember the first couple of words and BAM everything comes back to him and he’s making the announcements smoothly and the crew is like thANK GOD the main cameraman even needs someone to like dab the sweat off his forehead for him because that was close
  • can you believe this drama at the on campus news channel like wOW 
  • but yes everything ends and the seokjin turns to you and you’re like !!! good job and he’s like,,,,,,,,,,,,,listen i owe you my life
  • and you’re like ok chill not your life it’s just a show but seokjin is like no no ive never messed up on a broadcast and idk whats happening with me today maybe i was too distracted but really you saved me
  • and you blush like oh,,,,it was nothing quick thinking you know!! and you like get your award and jump off your chair like well!!!! this was interesting and nerve wracking!!! thanks for having me
  • and you do a bow to all the film + broadcasting students and you’re like oh no class is in fifteen
  • and you run off before seokjin can flag you down and give you his number because hey you wanna know why he was distracted?
  • because you were so damn cute
  • ALSO because you see him the next day in the pharmacy off campus buying flu medicine and he’s got tissues sticking out of his pockets and like a neck warmer on and you’re like
  • …….. he forgot his lines because he was also getting sick……..
  • and you walk over like hey!! and he’s like o H and hides behind the cap he’s wearing because he’s like  don’t look at me im usually a 10 but today im an 8 because i look horrible
  • and you’re like no no you’re still like above a 10 don’t worry
  • and seokjin peeks from under his baseball cap like ,,,,,,why thank you *commence a long string of sneezes*
  • and you’re like hey, you should try this tea my mom gave me when she was helping me pack for this semester. whenever i get a cold it always works and im good the next day! and seokjin is like a one day cure for the cold? ill take it i have the morning news to do tomorrow
  • and you’re like cool!!! ill bring some over to your dorm and seokjin’s like ok!! thank you ill pay you back with some good food and you’re like no no you’re sick and he’s like yEs im sick im not dying i can still make some kimchi fried rice.
  • and so you show up to the dorm with your tea bags and seokjin still has his messy hair under his baseball cap and a big sweater on and some sweats and it’s kind of a shock because you’re used to him being all spiffy and well kept when you see him on the campus channel
  • but now he looks like you know,,,,,,like every other sick and stressed kid in college
  • and like seokjin has got his ricecooker on and he’s got all these containers of sidedishes that he’s made and you’re like making him tea
  • and like you barely know each other but somehow it’s very serene and domestic
  • and when you’re done and seokjin drinks like 3 cups of your tea and you eat like 3 portions of his rice 
  • seokjin is seeing you to the door and he’s like
  • *cough* “is it ok *sneeze* *blow nose* if one day when im *cough again* better i can take you out for *blow nose and cough at same time, apologize* dinner as a thank you?”
  • and you’re like a thank you for??? and he’s like for that time you saved me and you’re putting your hands up like wAH no no it’s fine
  • but seokjin is like no i must i must and even though he sounds like he’s dying and he’s sneezing all over the place, he’s stubborn till the end until you agree
  • as you’re walking to your own dorm though you’re like
  • wait………….
  • did i just score a date with the handsomest guy on campus????
  • and yes. yes you did
  • when you text your friends about it they nearly sprints their way down to your dorm like W H  A T WE NEED TO GO SHOPPING FOR A DATe outFiT and you’re like i can just wear that- and they’re like nO this is SEOKJIn the FACE OF Our schoOL you are going to have to look GUD
  • and you’re like oh my
  • so the date turns out to be at this pretty fancy place in the city that you’ve heard about and you’re like is seokjin,,,,,the son of some guy with a company or something how can he afford this place
  • and like you see him coming down the street and he’s in like a suit and looking like a+ like yall about to attend a wedding or something and hes got his hair back and you’re like oh,,,,,,,this is so,,,,,,Fancy
  • and you’re like hi!! and seokjin’s like “you look amazing.” and you’re like “you look even better!!” and seokjin laughs like “for the first time, i have to disagree - you’re stunning.”
  • and he offers you his elbow like we’re back in the fifties or something and you go inside and like ,,,, you get this nice table and you’re the youngest ones there and you’re like um seokjin how did you,,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,get us seats here? Are you rich? Are you the prime ministers secret son you can tell me i will keep it a secre-
  • but seokjin is like no no i know the chef of this place, he gave a talk on campus for one of the classes in my minor. we kind of clicked you know and he’s always calling me over to have a taste of his food. his names kidoh.
  • and you’re like ……kidoh? and seokjin’s like “interesting, right? he’s seoul’s youngest chef.”
  • and you’re like looking at seokjin like this guys life is just…..full of surprises isn’t it
  • but over dinner like you and seokjin end up bonding so much over the things you guys like and care about and seokjin always seems to unapproachable because he looks like he’s so far above others, but in reality he’s just a dude who loves to cook and make corny jokes and in a lot of ways he’s really just……normal
  • he does admit that he’s really careful about his appearance but he’s like how can i not be when that’s all people see me for
  • and you get a hint of the sadness behind that statement, the fact that people forget that there’s a person with feelings under his breathtaking smiles
  • and you don’t expect it but seokjin’s like let me drive you home and you’re like you have a car??
  • and seokjin’s like yes i just didn’t want to park it out here because it’s pretty old and i thought it might be embarrassing but once you see it you’re like seokjin this car looks new and he’s like that’s because i break my back cleaning it all the time
  • and while he’s driving you he tells you the stories of what jimin, yoongi, and taehyung have all done to his precious car and you’re laughing like nO way and seokjin’s like nO Im telling the truth it’s like im friends with a bunch of five year olds sometimes
  • and you’re like seokjin i love the way you nag about them it’s hilarious and he’s like heY i do not NAG. i woRRY and you’re like hehe it’s cute!!!!
  • and it is cute he’s concerned for the people he loves. this softie
  • and like when you get dropped off youre like hey seokjin wanna hear a secret
  • and he’s like ooo ok and you’re like leaning over like “i liked your kimchi fried rice more than the food at the restaurant. don’t tell your friend!” and when you lean back giggling into your hand seokjin just
  • he just gently takes your wrist and pulls you back to him and kisses the side of your lips with a whispered thank you
  • and like you sit in the car looking at each other in the like moonlight and it’s cute you wanna kiss him again but like it’s enough for the first date and seokjin watches as you go inside just to make sure you’re safe
  • and ofc he sends you a good night text because like seokjin is the best man on this planet he is so soft and caring and wow ok im getting off topic
  • but yes after that you and seokjin meetup more often on campus, sometimes in the area where the news channel is filmed because seokjin is always studying lines during lunch and you’re honestly just fine watching him all concentrated as you munch on his homemade snacks
  • you also listen to him do a mock announcement and then clap and he’s like the aplause is not necessary and you’re like why not you’re so cool seokjin
  • and he’s like trying to hide the smile but he can’t
  • sometimes you’ll go over to his dorm and you two will look up recipes on youtube or online to try and make
  • most of the time you both end up with the ingredients all over your faces and fingertips and when you reach up to put some avocado paste on seokjin’s cheek he chases you until he gets you in a backhug and kisses at the spot behind your ear that he knows is sensative
  • it’s cute you guys make dinner for his friends and jungkook is like “hyung. i think you two should just get married and adopt us all as your kids so you can both cook for us everynight.” and seokjin is like jungKOOK and you’re like skhfldngseifw and yoongi is like “no no the little twerp is right.” and jungkook’s like im like 5 inches taller than you yoongi i have been for like two years and yoongi with his mouth full of noodles “you’re still a twerp jungkook.”
  • you go to see seokjin play tennis and like it’s not a competition so you come out onto the court and seokjin helps you learn how to hold the racquet and whatnot
  • when he puts his hands around your waist to keep you steady you can literally hear sandeul from the other court whistling like GET IT SEOKJIN and seokjin is “i repeat. everyone im friends with is five.”
  • you and seokjin doing little face masks together because he gets you into them and you’re like “did i put this on right?” the first time and he’s like “no it’s upside down come here.”
  • when you had to go away for couple of days for a trip with your class seokjin sent you videos of him eating for a straight thirty minutes not saying anything until the end. he affectionately called these videos “eat jin”
  • you responded by doing the same and naming them “eating without jin” and seokjin was just like yEAH but you wish i was there
  • seokjin is tall and he owns a lot of like long sleeved shirts that you love wearing because they’re big in the shoulders and seokjin is like “…..hey listen you have your own clothes…..did you get a stain on this sweater? come here i will kill yo-” and you’re like “SORRY but they’re nice and they smell clean like you” and seokjin is like “if you weren’t so cute- i sWEAR.”
  • you start watching the school news everyday now lmao all your friends are like “i thought you didn’t care about campus news?” and you’re like “ofc i do. especially if my cute as heck boyfriend is reporting it to me. btw did you know i got him another pink tie for our anniversary and look he’s wearing it-”
  • and one day seokjin and you come to his dorm after going to his tennis practice together and seokjin is gets a call and he’s listening to the other person for a longtime and you can’t really read his face but you’re like ???? and when he hangs up after saying thank you one hundred times you’re like “what is it??” and seokjin’s like “you know the place i intern at?” and you’re like “the big news channel right?” and he’s like “yeah.” and you’re like taking his hands in yours like “well???? what???” and he looks at you and he’s like “they’re officially hiring me. they’re officially hiring me to help report the news.” and you’re like ……..HOLY SHIt and you jump up and down and just grab his cheeks and kiss him like one hundred times
  • and seokjin is like ,,,,,,,,this is fOR real this isn’t just the free news channel for the uni this is,,,,,actual television and you’re like oh MY GOD im so pROUd and you lean in to kiss him again but this time seokjin kisses back
  • and he’s usually very tender with kisses but this one is full of adrenaline and like you’re both already kinda sweaty because you came back from tennis but like what the frick ever you like go down right there on the floor of the kitchen
  • and like seokjin pulls you ontop and is just like
  • well you know there goes his tennis uniform and all that woooo
  • and you two are lucky yoongi doesn’t walk in on the dorm but like seokjin is just holding you close and his forehead is against yours and he’s like
  • “this is a miracle.” and you’re like whaT no you’re destined to be on the TV screen and he’s like no no well yes the job is a miracle but the real miracle he was talking about is ofc……you
  • and it’s cute you and seokjin are two glowing flowers two sweet and kindhearted for this world
  • afterwords you try to get taehyung, jimin, and namjoon to help you make a special cake for seokjin but like with those three all you get is a bunch of icing everywhere so you’re like baking cookies with seokjin’s face on it instead sounds easier
  • you throw a party for him and seokjin is just so surprised because honestly not a lot of people show him they appreciate him a lot but ever since you’ve been around he actually feels loved like really REALLY loved
  • and it’s cute he spins you around in a hug while jungkook is trying to sneak one of the seokjin cookies off your tray and you’re like heY don’t those are seokjin’s present 
  • and yoongi wiggling his eyebrows @ you 2 like “i think seokjin already got his present~~~” and taehyung’s like GOOD ONE BRO
  • and you’re like “seokjin.” and seokjin with his face in your neck like “hmm?” you’re like “i think you were right. your friends are all five year olds.”
  • lmaO you excitedly gather everyone in the study hall to crowd around your laptop to watch seokjin’s first day on the job and you’re like lOOK At him. my professional baby 

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Oh look, what is this? It’s a dumb teaser photo is what. Because shiftinghide just looked so happy and I had no idea what else to do with it lmao.

Anyway, it is one of the mannny photos I took of their ancestor group this Närcon, which I only now got around to editing due to technical issues. 

It was the first time I actually shot and directed multiple people and while it was a lot of fun it was also REALLY hard. It took a long time to make things work and on top of that the light was super sharp and difficult for a beginner like myself to work with. I have to say, the ratio of “great” photos to mediocre or even bad ones was… not very forgiving. But it was a learning experience and I do like a fair amount of the photos I did take, It was just also a good reminder of how technically limited I am.

Oh well. Hopefully I’ll finish the photos soon enough, sorry for the wait, you guys!

Imagine doing the Tough Mudder with Team Kings of Con

“When are you gonna get here?” you asked the guys on FaceTime, since you’d already arrived in your own car.

“Uh, I think we’re probably about fifteen minutes away,” Jared said, scratching his side.

“Babe, stop scratching your pits and put your hands on the wheel.”

You heard the whole car erupt in laughter as Jared did as he was told.

“I will ensure that his hands stay on the wheel,” Richard told you, authoritatively, “I may be short, but I can still kick his chair when he’s out of line!”

“Thanks, Speight,” you laughed, “Now hurry up and get here. I’m bored.”


“Loving the shirt!” Jensen told you when they arrived, motioning to the ‘KINGS QUEEN OF CON’ tee you were wearing.

“Thanks,” you grinned, accepting Jared’s hug.

“You nervous?” he whispered.

You shook your head, “Just ready to start.”

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