this took so much more effort than it should have omg

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First off, i just wanna say thank you so much to everyone for all the super nice and encouraging notes! It always makes me to happy to see that my work is making people happy and your notes really help to motivate me to do my best at this comic!

Yep!!! That manga is one of my favorite things in the whole world so it really really influenced my comic.

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anonymous asked:

I don't wanna call it too soon but this is the CUTEST PHIL LS maybe ever. Can't wait for you to say a little on it (especially re his many verbal eyerolls at chat, and the cat paintings...)

ughhhh yes there were definitely so, so many cute little anecdotes and jokes, and a lot of interesting tidbits that i took note of while watching: 

  • he opens the show by saying that he “welcomes” people calling him dad and appreciates all the father’s day messages. amazing
  • he bought his own dad a tasting selection of jams and marmalades which immediately made me irate bc it sounds like the perf gift for my father except i would never think of it bc i’m not as creative as phil ugh. phil probs buys everyone the best presents and i’m envious of people who are good at that
  • i loled at the fact that some vintage family drama sent like nine of phil’s great uncles to australia why is that so funny. also hearing re-confirmation of just how huge phil’s family is was kind of refreshing
  • the whole centipede anecdote killed me omg jst the image of phil freaking out and calling dan into the room (whether it was in his bedroom or somewhere else, i don’t rly feel like weighing in on that debate) and then dan obviously proceeding to freak out even more than phil (which we can very vividly picture based on his reactions in the piece of art that is phil lester vs. praying mantis.) it was just such a cute story lmao, i loved the way that phil called the bug a creepy crawly and said, ‘dan’s not a fan of those creepy crawlies either’ ughghghghhh. and i love that phil is definitely forever and always going to be the designated bug-catcher in their house even though he’s scared of bugs too, jst bc dan is always too busy having an actual breakdown any time he sees an insect
  • the random interjection of him screaming ‘bear’ from the bear kayak video made me lol
  • when he’s talking about bryony’s cat paintings and says he and dan are the only ppl who like them, i like that they pretty much always share tastes in everything, be less conjoined pls 
  • him narrating his thought process when he bought the fairy light twigs: ‘what i need in my life is some light-up sticks’
  • his plan to change up the dresser trinkets for every video is interesting and referring to the setup as a ‘tableau’ lmao–as i’ve said multiple times i don’t believe this room is his primary living quarters so i def took this idea to change up the background every time he films as further confirmation that this room is basically a set 
  • martyn has been in a ‘plane incident’ at one point in his life, didn’t know that
  • the way he talked about louise’s baby was so cuteeeee, his huge grin, the way he immediately went into a higher pitched voice, cheeky suggesting ‘phil’ as a name and then saying philippa could be a boy’s name but getting a bit nervous to make the general point about not needing to gender names and just saying ‘i mean’ a lot and giggling. then his feigned indignation when someone suggested ‘daniel’ lol he’s cute
  • learning dil was pregnant made him want to ‘rip his face off’ ok calm down mate
  • the fidget spinner omg: the way that he needed to make clear that it was no ‘2 pound friend present’ lmao i read this as him jokingly being a bit salty that dan didn’t appreciate all of the time and effort and ‘good money’ he put into this loving and thoughtful gift ahhaha. it was jst such a comfortable and warm little comment i loved it. and i love that he thinks it’s beautiful bc of the colors and i was lit dying at the whole story of him lying on the floor and trying to show off to dan that he could balance it on his nose and then utterly failing. adds more context to the way that dan was so fond last week when he talked about phil injuring himself with it
  • he doesn’t like killing animals, and always finds a way to trap them and throw them outside 
  • when someone asks him to give them a nickname and he comes up with, ‘ma more like mars expedition’.. wtf he’s adorable
  • kath could ‘open a brownie farm’ PHIL PLS 
  • ‘stop calling me dad though bc it’s inappropriate,’ he says with a barely concealed smile as he complies with everyone’s wishes to clean them. why does he love being called dad i need to lie down 
  • traditional lester thing is to get fish and chips when they’re all together
  • his sheer excitement about wonder woman was amazing omg. ‘she kicks so much butt but she has a personality and more movies should be made with a woman as the main character like that’ yAS phil 
  • thoughts on chris pine: he originally jst says he’s ‘funny’ but then when someone in the chat says ‘chris pine is fricking hot,’ he basically agrees and adds that he is ‘distracting’ and ‘radiating out of his face … what is that face? how do you achieve such a face?’ fucking amazing.
  • he always finds coins that are from 1997 lmao only he would notice that and think it’s some secret conspiracy by the universe jst to fuck with him
  • this week’s beauty tips:
    • change your face wash every 3-4 months because your face gets used to it. also you might want your face to smell like something different (his face currently smells of tree sap)
    • don’t spray hair spray directly into your mouth bc it tastes really bad and probably isn’t good for your health
    • drink lots of water (again)
    • put tea bags on your eyes and the caffeine will make you feel more energized and also you’ll look beautiful with teabags on your eyes
  • i’m certain that phil giggling, ‘but they’ve seen it from space and it’s a globe!’ single-handedly debunked the flat earth conspiracy
  • he goes ‘poot’ when he sprays febreze,,,, jesus christ. also of course he had a vanilla cupcake scented air freshener once,,,, have i mentioned that i am so fucking in love with phil jesUS 
  • his spon of dan’s vid was interesting to me, he kind of seemed to think of it at the very last moment even after he’d said goodbye to a bunch of people, and focused more on sponning it than sponning his own vid or anything from the gaming channel. he said it was ‘very funny’ which i’ll admit only added to my confusion about the objective or intention of dan’s video bc it didn’t strike me as trying to be comedic in any way. i wonder if phil genuinely found it funny and what he liked about it hahah, i honestly would pay for him to give it an honest review
  • his lil meows at the end before he clicked out were v pure i adore him

ya i love phil, ik it’s breaking news to yall but i really, really do. his live shows are always exactly what i need and he makes me so happy 

(phil live show: giant centipede attack - 6.18.17)

Undo (2)

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10
Epilogue | Epilogue: We Meet Again

Description: You’re wandering aimlessly when you meet him: the tall man who looks like an angel, the bright red hair on top of his head resembling fire. This angel boy tries to help you, but you soon find out more about him that turns your world upside down.

Warnings: age gap, mentions of death, sexual themes

Word Count: 2,114

Pairing: Park Chanyeol x Reader

Author: Admin Xiufairy :D (thank you for such an awesome reaction for part one omg)

That night, it was like your whole world crashed down on you. Memories of the past - the correct past - flashed in and out of your mind, you couldn’t single in on one but you definitely saw a lot of Chanyeol. You heard so many angry voices and crying; you simply couldn’t stand it.

But when Chanyeol put his hand on your shoulder again, everything went away. You attempted to control your breathing, but how could you with all this information being stacked on you at once?

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For You / Ieyasu x MC

Week 2


Whenever she asked him questions about himself, he always felt something cold move across him, as if he were iced from the inside, his organs and nerves being protected by a sheath of frost. In that moment, though, when the words slipped past her lips, he thought he might break, that if he said anything the ice would shatter and he would splinter and crack. So he waited until his voice sounded normal before he let the words fly:

“No,” he sneered, “I don’t need you anymore tonight. Or any other night. Know your place, kitchen wench.”

She took a long time to respond. “I’ll see you tomorrow then, milord,” she said, quietly, and though he didn’t look at her, staring hard at his book, he had felt her eyes on him the whole way, bearing down and heavy, until the moment she passed through his door and melted into the night.

The problem was that she was greedy for information: she wanted to know how he had been raised, and if he had any siblings, and who his friends were, true friends, and whether he preferred one flavour over another. And sometimes the air grew so hot not only with the questions she was asking, but the manner in which they were asked — honest, guileless and a little too foolish for a cook from Kyoto — that he felt strangled by their weight and frequency and inevitability.

She wanted to know so much; she wanted so many answers. And he understood it, he did— he wanted answers, too. He wanted to know everything about her as well, but while she had made her intention as clear as an arrow’s twang, he couldn’t bring himself to reciprocate, in part because of who he was, who he was meant to be, but also because he wasn’t sure whether it was worth the endeavour. If she was worth the effort.

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Unexpected Ties // Zach Dempsey x Reader

Originally posted by ofmylenes

A/N I’ve been on a break from writing but I’m back! Here’s some translations for the chapter since quite a few phrases are in spanish.

(Y/M/N) = your mom’s name

Hola mija como te fue en escuela? = Hello my daughter, how was school?

Bien papa, que pass? = good dad, what’s up?

Tu eres mi prioridad = you are my priority

Gracias mi amor, te quiero mucho = thank you my love, I love you so much

Prompt: Hey this might sound a bit weird but I had this dream where my dad married Zach’s mom so now that makes us step siblings. Can I have an imagine where how life would be like having him as a step brother, live life omg like protective older brother type! Also I’m Hispanic so there’s a bit of difference between us. Thanks!

You sat in your assigned seat next to Zach in math class.

“Zach,” you acknowledged.

“(Y/N),” he replied annoyed.

“So,” you cleared your throat. “How was your day so far?”

He turned his body towards you. “You know, just because our parents are dating doesn’t mean we have to get along.”

You scoffed. “I didn’t try for you ass wipe.” 

“What did you call me?”

“An inconsiderate ass wipe. I’m trying to do this for my dad. At least I care about my parent’s happiness.”

Zach’s fists clenched. “Don’t think I don’t care about my mom. I’m not trying because I know they’re not going to last. My mom deserves better than whatever your dad is.” 

You held your word. You knew if you said anything more it’ll be something you’d regret. You decided to let Zach have the last say to avoid anything getting worse and couldn’t wait to get this day over with.

You were sitting in your room doing your homework when your dad walked in.

“Hola mija como te fue en escuela?” 

“Bien papa, que pass?”

“I invited the Dempseys over for dinner.”

You sighed and continued your studies. “That sounds…interesting.”

Your dad cleared his throat. “I was thinking of proposing to her tonight.”

Your pencil dropped and you quickly swiveled your chair around. “What?”

“Listen mija, I don’t want to do it if you’re not okay with it. Tu eres mi prioridad and you always will be.”

“Papa, do what makes you happy. You deserve love as much as anyone else. You have my blessing.” 

He kissed the top of your head and gave you a big hug. “Gracias mi amor, te quiero mucho.”

“Te amo, papa.” 

He had a giant grin plastered on his face as he closed the door to your room. Your mother passed away from brain cancer five years ago and you’ve never seen your dad so broken. Of course you loved your mom graciously, but you knew that your mother would only want happiness for your father. And now that Ms. Dempsey would become your step mom, you had to push your problems with Zach aside for him. Yours and Zach’s hatred should not come in the way of what your dad deserved. 

You stabbed the asparagus with your fork and cautiously ate it while sitting next to May. Zach was on the other side of her and Ms. Dempsey and your dad were across the table. Your dad was attempting to hide his nervousness, but everyone could tell something was off. The only noises filling the room were chewing and clinking of silverware against the plates.

“So Zachary,” your dad began. “You play basketball at Liberty High?”

He raised his head from the stack of greens May left on his dish. “Yeah I do.”

“That seems exciting. I’ve been to a few of your games. You’re a great player. The team won because of you, you know!”

Zach cracked a smile and laughed a bit. You were shocked at the sight of him being amused in your presence for once. 

“Thank you but I’m not all that great.”

Dempsey not showing off for once? What a surprise. You held your sarcastic tongue back.

“Do you ever see (Y/N) around school? Are you guys good friends?” Ms. Dempsey questioned.

“I wouldn’t say we’re exactly-”

“We’re friends. Good friends,” you interrupted. 

He gave you a confused look and you mouthed to him the words ‘you’ll see’.

Your dad glanced towards you and you gave him the signal.

He stood up.

“I have an announcement to make. Karen, we’ve been together for three years and those three years have been the best of my life. After (Y/M/N) passed away, I felt like I could never find love again, but you proved me wrong. You accepted my past and made me feel like a man who found his first love. I love your children and I know you adore (Y/N) so much which means the world to me. So mi amor,” he got down on one knee and everyone’s eyes widened except May who was clapping and squealing. “Will you marry me?”

Tears were glistening as she nodded her head ferociously. 

“Mommy can I be your flower girl?” May questioned.

Everybody giggled except Zach.

“Yes, sweetheart. And (Y/N),” she took a hold of your hands and stared at you with her glossy orbs. “Will you be my maid of honor?”

You smiled and wrapped your arms around her shoulders. “Of course.”

You loved Zach’s mother. She was sweet, caring, and feisty but all for the right reasons. The only reason she has such an attitude was because she always protected her children. Sometimes you wondered how she gave birth to someone like Zach.

“(Y/N),” Zach called out your name. “We need to talk. Kitchen. Now.”

You rolled your eyes and knew what was coming. You followed behind his giant footsteps.

Zach finally broke. “Married?!” 

You sat at the island chair. “Hey, I don’t wanna be siblings either but we have to learn.” 

“How?! We’re nothing alike, we can barely speak to each other without wanting to rip each other’s heads off, we-”

“Zach, we don’t even talk for more than a few seconds to even get to know each other.”

“And you always cut me off!” he exclaimed. 

You got off the seat and stood directly in front of him. “Listen, our parents love each other and nothing is going to get in the way of that. Even us. Got it hot shot?” 

He closed his eyes and let out a breath. “Fine.”

“And you have to try. This can’t be a one person effort.” 

“Whatever,” he shrugged.


“Okay cool, step sis!” he sarcastically remarked.

You grinned. “That’s better.” 

Your phone rang from your pocket and the caller ID made your heart sink. You denied the call and it immediately rang again. You built the courage to finally face him.

“I gotta take this.” You excused yourself from Zach and went up into your room. You closed the door gently.

“What do you want Alex?”

“Listen to me (Y/N), I made a mistake and I miss you. I still love you and I want us together again. Please give me another chance. I’m begging you.” 

Just hearing his voice made a tear slip down your cheek. “Your decision to sleep with your ex was not a mistake. You knew exactly what you were doing and nothing is going to change the pain you’ve caused me. It’s over and it’s permanent. So please, stop calling me.” 

“(Y/N) I’m sorry I-”


“I just-”

“Alex stop.”

“I love you and-”

Zach barged into your room and took the phone from your hands.

“Listen dude, if the girl tells you to stop calling her then stop,” he demanded.

“Dempsey? What are you doing there? Having sloppy seconds?” 

“No Standall, you nasty fuck, she’s actually step sister and as her step brother, I suggest you leave her the fuck alone or your body’s going to be snapped in pieces.” 

“Whatever. I wasted my time. Fuck you both.”

He hung up the phone and threw it on my bed. You were at a lost for words at the way Zach defended you.

“You okay?” 

You sniffled and wiped your nose. “Yeah, thanks. You didn’t have to do that for me.” 

“You told me to try so I did. Also, no girl deserves to be talked to like that, especially my sister.” 

Zach ruffled your hair. 

You teasingly gave him an unamused demeanor and swatted his hand away harshly, causing him to gasp in pain.

“I think we’ll get along just fine.”

Just Don’t

I’m sure there’s already probably a post out there about this but here’s a list of things not to say to someone with a chronic illness:

1. “But you don’t look sick.” - I read this article about a girl who’s really sick with a lot of different chronic illnesses, and she said that if she had a dollar for every time she’s been told this she could afford the various surgeries she needs to survive. I’ve said it before, it’s a blessing and a curse to not look as horrible as we feel. On good days, I like to pretend that I’m normal and I can blend in. On the bad days, I hear this a thousand times. Do you think that by telling me this I magically feel better? Because that’s not how this works. Y’all are lucky I don’t look how I feel because you’d run screaming. The reason this offends us is because it comes off like you’re not believing us. Please don’t do it.

2. “You’re too young to have that.” - Thank you. I’ll just tell that to my body. Did it fix me? No? Shocking. Again, this is offensive because it seems like you’re not believing us. Please don’t do it.

3. “At least it’s not cancer.” - Omgggggg. This one pisses me off like no other. There’s a post about this I’ve seen on here and the best line is something like “Who told you it was okay to rank suffering?” <——- READ IT AGAIN. That is never okay. You come off as so ignorant when this comment is made. Just because you actually know something about cancer doesn’t mean you know anything about how it would compare to my illness and it’s so ignorant to even try to compare them!!!! Did you know that the most commonly used drugs to treat autoimmune diseases are chemo drugs? And we stay on those for LIFE. Also, what’s one of the most feared things for a cancer survivor? A relapse. This is like waking up to a relapse every day of our lives. This is offensive because it’s ignorant. You know nothing about my illnesses and yet you’re going to try to compare it to something else and the fact that you’re trying to compare two different types of suffering when you know nothing about the one is just wrong. It’s just wrong to even try to say one person is suffering more than another. Don’t do it. —–> this section also includes the “this person I know had cancer and is living an inspiring adventurous life” people. Just stop. Honestly. Do you think I’m just sitting here bitching and not trying my hardest to survive? Do you think I enjoy this? Do you seriously think that if I had any way to live like that that I would still be sitting here? Omg. Please don’t do it.

4. “My aunt’s sister’s cousin’s dog’s brother’s friend has that and she’s fine.” - I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve heard this shit. Okay the dog part is exaggerated but not much! Like please, tell me how this person you’ve maybe seen twice in your life and maybe even talked to once is just doing fine. Did you ask them about their illness? Did you ask them how long it took for them to get diagnosed and what life was like during that time? Did you ask how many medications they’re on to keep them going in a semi-normal life? Did you ask them how they’re actually feeling underneath that smile? Did you ask them if they’re going to cry when they get home from being in so much pain from spending a day pretending to be normal? You didn’t? Didn’t think so. Again, ignorant. Please don’t do it.

5. “You just need to be more positive.” - Seriously? Please, tell me more. Explain to my joints that since I’m thinking happy thoughts they shouldn’t be aching any more. Explain to my lungs that I should be able to breathe now. You know, I know that being positive is something I need to work on and that it can help me with my overall happiness on good days. But this is offensive because you imply that I’m not trying hard enough and that this is a simple illness that can vanish if I put in enough effort. Like I’m not doing everything I possibly can. Like I’m just being lazy. Being positive is not going to change the nights I spend alone in too much pain to sleep. Ignorant. Please don’t do it.

6. “Are you sure it’s not all in your head?” - Man…this is the worst. Like there is no way that this comment could be helpful. You are indicating that you don’t believe the person speaking and that you aren’t listening to anything they’re telling you. If somebody is telling you about their illnesses they’re telling you about real shit. Shut up and listen. Plus, this also bothers me because it’s derogatory towards anyone with mental illnesses. So what if it was in my head? Does that make it any less real? If you care about somebody does it matter where their pain is coming from? More ignorance. Please don’t do it.

I think that most people just don’t really grasp the reality of the situation and the fact that you can get sick and never get better. I think most people honestly think they’re helping in some way but these things make us feel even more isolated and make us want to reach out to people even less. Saying these things shows us that you know nothing about our lives and that you aren’t listening to what we’re saying. Because in all honesty, none of these things have anything to do with our own individual situations. So if you really care about the person who’s opening up to you about their illness, listen to what they say about what their life is really like. You can ask questions we love it when someone shows a genuine interest but don’t say ignorant things. If you don’t know what someone is going through, then don’t pretend like you do. Don’t compare one case to another, don’t compare one disease to another, don’t judge us by our appearance or our age, don’t make assumptions about our mental health or our mindset. There are so many stigmas against us anyways so if somebody you care about is trying to inform you please listen. Thank you.

Seventeen As Band/Marching Band Members

Seungcheol: Trumpet

-He’s got the confidence *cough cough arrogance* of a trumpet player
-But also the talent and hard work to make up for it
-He would be shameless in his boastfulness and use any excuse to tell people that he made first chair
-If you genuinely compliment his playing he’ll get vry shy and be all bashful and flattered

Jeonghan: Clarinet

-He looks like he’s nice but is probably talking shit about the rest of the band
-Loyal af to those who earn it but will be neutral and non-expressive if you rub him the wrong way
-Probably joined band because his parents made him but decided to stick through it anyway.
-Is good at clarinet without trying and always gets first chair without actually practicing

Joshua: Euphonium/Mellophone

-Tries his best even when other people are slacking off
-Is generally a chill person in band class
-Is the only person who actually listens to the drum major during marching rehearsals

Junhui: Snare

-Acts nonchalant but takes percussion more seriously than he gives the impression of
-But no one complains bc dang boi you looking fine
-Causes people to miss their dot because they were distracted by his beauty or just plain shocked at his lack of clothing
-People think he’s showing off because he twirls his drumstick between his fingers really fluidly and like all of the time but in reality he does it subconsciously and didn’t notice he was doing it until Flutist!Seungkwan slapped it out of his hand one day

Jihoon: Oboe

-Refuses to do marching because he thinks it’s a waste of time and they don’t march oboe(he refuses to switch instruments)
-Takes AP Music Theory as well as band
-Jihoon: “Well at least I’m first chair”
-Jun: “You’re the only oboe in this class”
-Jihoon: “Shouldn’t you be hitting something”
-Thinks highly of his playing AS HE SHOULD because it’s the most beautiful thing
-The rumor is that after he left his audition into the band the band director had to take a break, cry, and come back to continue auditions
-Coincidentally, his next audition was Percussionist!Vernon so the band director ending up crying after that audition for the complete opposite reason

Soonyoung: Colorguard (I’M NOT EVEN SORRY)

-Is the most hype of everyone and  cannot stay still for the life of him
-Was a dancer until he say flyers for guard try outs and was like “guns? Swords? DanCING WITH FLAGS??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP”
-Is friends with all the marching band kids and knows everyone’s name in the program
-If you don’t march and are only in band classes then you don’t count in his eyes lol (unless you’re Oboe!Jihoon because he may or may have a small {LARGE} crush on u)
-Is the person who cheers and yells encouragement after each run through
-If you are mean or negative to him or someone he loves then he may or may not “accidentally” whack you in the back of the head with a rifle or swoop your legs out from under you with a flagpole

Wonwoo: Sousaphone

-Very chill and content with chit chatting with everyone
-Is probably the only one besides GuardMember!Soonyoung and Piccolo!Seokmin who is genuinely happy to be there
-Low key has resting bitch face but as soon as you start talking to him it’s a 180 flip and he lights up completely
-Has tipped over and fallen during runs several times over the years
-Mellophone!Joshua is always the first person to run and help him up
-Clarinet!Jeonghan is always the first one to start laughing and the last one to stop laughing
-If DrumMajor!Chan happens to notice Wonwoo fall while he’s conducting, he can’t help but stop immediately and bust out laughing

Mingyu: Marimba

-Thought about marching in the battery but was like “naw, it’s heavy and I’ll get all sweaty and ugh too much physical effort” so he stuck with front percussion and is very good at it
-Wears low cut tank tops or no shirt at all when on the practice field because “I am not about to get a farmer’s tan that will never go away”
-Still gets a major sock tan and will  complain about it incessantly
-Mingyu: “But it’s so noticeable!”
-Joshua: “When you think about it, we all have terrible sock tans… Is it like our own friendship mark thing?”  
-Jeonghan: “Shut up Joshua”
-Soonyoung: “BE NICE TO HIM”

Seokmin: Piccolo

-Can’t tell if he’s playing his instrument or just screaming
-Always smiling and making stupid faces back and forth with GuardMember!Soonyoung until DrumMajor!Dino catches them and tells them to knock it off
-They stop for like ten minutes then start again
-Enjoys sneaking up on people and then playing the highest note he possibly can directly into their ear
-He did this once to Oboe!Jihoon and never ran away so fast in his life because you better bet Jihoon ran after his ass
-Jihoon may or may not have put rainbow stickers all over his piccolo as a form of retaliation
-Didn’t work though because Seokmin LOVED THE STICKERS and kept them on until the next competition where DrumMajor!Chan was like “no you cannot march with those on your instrument, it’s not uniform with everyone else”
-So that they could all be uniform with rainbow stickers
-DrumMajor!Chan shot him down immediately, but let Seokmin stick stickers all over him because he felt bad that he ruined Seokmin’s fun

Minghao: Saxophone

-This sassy diva omg of course he’s a saxophone player
-Was forced into marching by his parents but stuck with it because he liked the people who marched and wanted to stay friends with them
-Is naturally really good at playing the saxophone and doesn’t have to try very hard
-Wanted to do winter guard during the off season but was too scared of what the rest of the band would think
-Was almost convinced by Percussionist!Junhui to do indoor percussion but Saxophone!Minghao took one look at the fair share and was like “NOPE”
-Always talks to Percussionist!Jun during stand by
-DrumMajor!Chan doesn’t tell him to stop because he knows he’ll just start talking again
-DrumMajor!Chan has no problems putting Percussionist! Junhui in his place tho lol boy gets told off a lot but Percussionist!Jun always has a clap back, even if it doesn’t really make sense
-Chan: “Jun, for the love of God stop talking, and put on a shirt!”
-Jun: “It’s too hot, why don’t you take off your shirt!”
-Chan: “??? No?”

Seungkwan: Flute

-Likes to gossip with Clarinet!Jeonghan but always accidentally warps information or takes it out of context so it sounds weird
-Seungkwan: “Yeah so then Jun told Chan to take of his shirt”
-Jihoon: “this is why I don’t freaking march”
-Soonyoung: “oh but you should!” *spaces out with a derp face because now he’s picturing Jihoon shirtless under the setting sun with the wind blowing his hair*
-Doesn’t take criticism well
-Chan: “Flutes, play louder next time” -Seungkwan: “Maybe you should conduct better next time”
-Is really supportive of the new kids and tells them fun stories to cheer them up when they feel overwhelmed
-Seungkwan: “Yeah and then Wonwoo just tipped right over and everyone kept going”

Vernon: Bass Drum

-Thought that being a percussionist would make him popular with the ladies so he auditioned but had no experience playing drums before
-Didn’t think it would be very difficult, but was dead wrong
-He was so bad he made the band director cry, but the director let him join anyway because they needed more percussionists
-He actually worked really hard and got better at percussion and even decided to march
-He wasn’t experienced enough to do snare yet though (which is what he really wanted to do) but was content with being put on bass drum
-Followed the influence of Percussionist!Junhui and also never wears a shirt, but people yell at him for it instead of staring at him lol
-Asks Percussionist!Junhui to teach him how to spin a drumstick between his fingers because he thinks it looks cool
-Spent the next six hours practicing it until he got it down perfect

Chan: Drum Major

-The most responsible even though he’s the youngest
-Commands respect from everyone marching because no one likes to see Lee Chan angry like it’s just not fun for anyone because he’ll pout for days
-Tries to keep everyone on task and is generally successful in this
-Made up his own little drum major salute for right before performing and everyone agrees that he looks so cute while doing it even though he’s trying to be professional and manly
-He’s the glue that keeps everyone from falling apart, and the marching band wouldn’t be nearly as good without him

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“No one asked her to the dance.” Killua’s arm was slung over his face, shielding his eyes from his best friend’s too bright ceiling lights.

“Eh?!” Gon raised his head, chest down on his bed next to Killua. “I thought it was girls choice!”

“That’s a Sadie Hawkins dance, Gon. This is Homecoming.” Killua sighed, having to move his arm from over his eyes as he realized it would difficult to roll them any other way. His head lolled to the side, deep blue eyes regarding the dark haired boy beside him.

It was a school night and Killua knew he should be getting home soon but he’d prefer not to. Sometimes, Gon was the only source of sanity he felt he had, besides Alluka of course.

“N-no one asked her? Are they crazy?!” Gon almost yelled, mouth hanging open and eyes blinking almost several dozen times in a single minute.

Gon was absolutely shocked, flabbergasted as to why no one would ask Alluka Zoldyck, the sweetest and smartest girl he’d ever met, to a dance. Alluka was incredible, and his best friend’s little sister, which meant she was his little sister, too.  

Killua, on the other hand, was furious. It made his blood boil that anyone had the audacity to ignore his shining star of a sister, Alluka had cried. He was willing to start putting his fists into people’s faces.  

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Me Rewatching ML: Gamer

Tikki helps Marinette remember her schedule, or at least aims too as much as possible. 

Marinette’s home is right next to the school. 

25, Tikki hangs outside the purse again.

Tikki doesn’t recognize the video game’s music, suggesting that Marinette hasn’t played UMS around her. 

There is a move in USM called the Kitty Paw. 

Marinette’s unaware of this competition, so it probably wasn’t too broadcasted around the school. That or it just went over her head and she’s been more focused on other things. 

Adrien bleps when playing. 

Kim brags about his baefriend, is surprised to see Max lose. 

Max needs a few seconds to calm down at the face of his loss before he can be a good sport about it. 

It looks like Kim is giving Adrien shade XD

Alya, who is usually a huge push for Marinette to spend time with Adrien by any means, even skipping out on responsibilities Marinette wanted to do herself (Climatika with Mari wanting to babysit Manon); doesn’t approve of Marinette making a choice to try and spend time with Adrien. Evidently it’s due to her thinking Marinette won’t be serious about representing the school. 

Bustier appears to be a common host for a lot of the school projects. She really likes to be involved with her students. It’s really nice to see. 

Marinette is determined to beat the score in five minutes. She is confident that she can. 

Adrien is up to see what Marinette can do and is the only one to move and let her have the chance. 

Kim is unaware of Marinette’s gaming skills.

It appears Alya is too, being unsure about Marinette going for this. 

Max assumes Marinette doesn’t know how to play. Marinette is quick to correct him. 

Love seeing her play with her dad, he so huge and she so smol. They both furrow their brows when getting into the game and haunch forward. They both also move their arms around when getting into the battle, Marinette has a victory dance and Tom dramatically flops on the couch when he looses. During this time Tikki must just hide away in Marinette’s room. 

Max doesn’t seem too sure about Marinette’s skill but is up to face her. 

Kim is the first to cheer Max on.

Marinette is well practiced, suggesting that she and Tom play often, and under a time limit of five minutes, she is beating Max in possibly one. Adrien awed, as are Alya, Kim, and Rose. This backs that Alya is unaware of how good a gamer Marinette is. 

Even in gaming Marinette plans out her moves. 

Victory dance.

I say she beat Max in about a minute or two. 

Kim is the only one not cheering for Marinette. 

Max really doesn’t take loosing well. That suggests to me that he hasn’t lost often before, and by Kim’s bragging, perhaps Adrien was his first loss ever, and then Marinette is his 2nd and she beat him even faster than Adrien did. 

Marinette does feel guilty about making Max sad. But is over it as Adrien proposes practicing at her place. 

Alya is very set that Marinette represents their school well, this matters a lot to her, more than being the ultimate wingman. It’s kinda curious, I can see her caring about representation and having a good reputation, but with most of the season having her a huge Adrienette supporter, this is kinda odd. 

Max is very upset with his loss to Marinette, declaring that it’s a travesty (false and absurd). This probably is his 2nd loss, and it’s a sore blow to loose quickly again and in a shorter amount of time. And possibly due to Marinette being a girl, which socially is uncommon and Max himself assumes Marinette didn’t know what she was doing. I’d blame Max’s akumization on him being a sore loser about this than on Marinette, and not knowing how to really cope about losing aside from bad mouthing the outcome, even more so seeing that he thinks he should be in it and deserves to be in it. Those are proud thoughts right there. 

26, Tikki hangs outside the purse again, this time scolding Marinette for joining the competition just to spend time with Adrien. And personally I’m not really seeing the issue? I know Marinette’s not going in represent the school, but I don’t get the impression that Max was doing the same. By how he talks, he was doing it to show he’s the best and thus far isn’t taking it too well to not being the best. 

I can agree it’s a selfish choice on Marinette’s part, but this is also a huge step for her too. Up at this point, if the list I’m watching really is the most likely the canon of the s1 episodes; this is Marinette’s first real effort on her own to try and spend time with Adrien, with no one suggesting or pushing her to act on this. It is unfortunate that she made Max upset, but that comes with competing, you win and you lose. But over all, this is a big step for Marinette confidence wise, she’s making the move on her own for once, and I don’t see this being a bad way to spend time with Adrien, playing games together. 

But to see Tikki against it, for Marinette upsetting someone unintentionally just to spend time with her crush… it really seems Tikki is against Marinette being selfish, to always put others before herself, to be a constant giver and supporter. It’s what a true LB should be, but there is a drawback to being a constant giver and there can be a point that you just give too much and you can only support and make so many happy all the time and not have something for you. It is ok to be selfish, especially for your own personal happiness and comfort. You’re no good helping others if you yourself are spread so thin or you’re unhappy, when you don’t allow yourself to give into your own wants, it can be damaging. Something Plagg seems to get as he does encourage Adrien to give into selfishness (Lady Wifi, thinking he should’ve looked despite that breaking LB’s trust). There is a middle to being selfish and selfless, and with Tikki and Plagg divided as two opposing sides, it makes sense that they would have opposite views on selfishness. 

I don’t think Marinette is entirely at fault for giving into her selfishness, she has been struggling this whole year so far to spend time with Adrien but largely just fumbles with him. It’s not a solid choice on her part, but this is a big step in her development. She is confident and comfortable enough to try and move to spend time with her crush. It’s not ideal, I can agree, but this is a step forward. This also provides Max a chance to learn that losing is a part of life, and by his reaction, it is something he needs to learn. 

Adrien stands poised before Tom and Sabine. Tom taught Marinette everything about gaming. 

Adrien is surprised that Marinette talks about him. Most likely to him thinking they’re not the best of friends due to her behavior. 

Shipping parents ;3 also it’s so nice to see Tom accepting of Adrien and not the jealously protective dad. It is an amusing trope but it’s nice to see it not done for once. 

Accidental hand touch, mutual shyness. So awkward. Looking at each other when the other isn’t. 

By Marinette’s reaction and frustration with her parents, suggests to me that this happens a lot. That maybe every time Marinette brings over a new friend and it’s their first time meeting that friend, her parents are super excited and invade Marinette’s space a lot to feed said new friend, involve them and learn about them, to a point that Marinette has a hard time hanging out with said friend alone. And Tom offers to be included here so there is a chance that in her household, Marinette may not often get a lot of solo time with new friends that she brings over and it’s frustrating for her. I’m guessing anyway.

And with how Max is as an akuma, pushed by his emotion and what drives him, yeah he is someone that is very proud. 

Marinette is such a chill player. And it’s a shame Alya isn’t able to see that yes, Marinette is able to focus on the game. 

Omg, Marinette looked ready to murder Tom. 

Adrien longs for cookies, but they’re out of his reach. 

And it looks like between the two, Tom is the worse invader. Quite the social butterfly. 

I wonder how long ago Marinette made that charm. I speculate before she got the earrings since she has gotten luckier after Tikki, and with her dealing with bad luck before, that would push for her to have the charm then. 

Tom is shipping them so hard. 

I want a quiche now. 

While Marinette’s reaction to the akuma is “oh shit that’s not good”, Adrien seems to give it a “seriously?!” glare. He is also defensive seeing an akuma with his “civilian” friend. 

Adrien’s the first to react to danger. Is a little flustered to wind up close to Marinette. 

Adrienette hand reach. 

That has to be one of the more serious faces I’ve seen Adrien make before he transforms. He isn’t too pleased this time. 

Thus far, this is the biggest effort Adrien makes in getting a civilian to safety. It looks like he took Marinette a street or two away from Gamer. 

Marinette isn’t impressed with Max. 

Chat is touched by Marinette’s concern for Adrien, and of course just has to show off this whole Marichat sequence. 

Chat is surprised that LB knows UMS. LB is defensive, most likely because Max also assumed she didn’t game because of being a girl. Chat though is happy to find something they both like. 

Animation error, HM shouldn’t know what the ring looks like untransformed. 

Chat mimics Tom. 

CATBUG ROBOT. Love it’s design. 

Pacific Rim vibes. 

ZUKO SPIN. :OO if this is a reference to AtLA, could Marinette possibly be a fan of atla? Pleeeeeeeaaase? 

I think she just shouted Lady Bombs. 

All the references, bless this episode. Now I feel like I’m watching Super Smash Bros. 



Now Alya is up for supporting Marinette playing with Adrien. Girl I’m getting mixed signals here. Also Max is still being a bit of a sore loser, still being proud. I can’t quite say if Max really learned anything this episode, I suppose so over all but still…

Actually I wound up seeing the storyboard for this ep and I wish this one scene had stayed in, where Adrien moves to give Marinette’s charm back but Nino pulled her away before he could and he pockets it, deciding that he’d give it back later. Why couldn’t that stay in?

VIXX Bodyguard Leo 'Ain't No Sunshine'

@taekw0onie​ asked: omg~ i am back again! and i have finished scrolling the latest post that i haven’t seen :3 and I MY EYES CAPTURED A LOT OF BODYGUARDS :3 would you mind adding drabble expansions on bodyguard leo and ravi? nehehe. and also leo’s nightmare expansion :3 sorry if this is too much. but i love your writings :3 so i’m always asking from you >///

A/N: Oh my! That’s awesome you like my writing so much. Thank you! *hugs* All of the others you mentioned have been requested except for bodyguard Leo so he’s all yours. I hope you like it and good luck with your studies honey, you’re going to do fine. WARNING: Brief references to violence.

This is a drabble expansion of a reaction I wrote here.

Blindfolded as you were it was hard to keep track of time. But you didn’t think you’d been held hostage for more than two days. Bound and gagged you sat on a dirty floor. Your struggles had resulted in a few injuries: wrists and ankles rubbed raw and your shoulder burned like fire. Though you were uncomfortable, you weren’t worried. He was coming. 

Your captors had been stupid, not realizing who they were nabbing for ransom. All they knew was that you looked important. Somebody who’s life would be worth money to someone. Both you and your temporary guard had done your best to defend yourselves. While he tried, he wasn’t as seasoned as your regular protection. Your normal guard had been away, otherwise they never would have gotten the chance to lay a hand on you. 

It was after they discovered your clan they started to piece together who you were. That’s when fearful whispers of ‘The Wraith’ began floating around. Thoughts flashed back to the guard protecting you in Taekwoon’s stead and his last moments. You felt no sympathy for what your kidnappers had unleashed upon themselves. Hell was welcome to have them. 

That’s right, you thought. The Wraith is coming. And he’ll be pissed. 

The moniker still amused you even though you knew it was well earned. Athletic and intimidating with the skills to back it up, it wasn’t wise to mess with something Taekwoon called his own. But under that abrasive exterior hid a sweet, loving man. No one would guess at the smile that was hidden beneath the scowl. The gentleness of his touch. The kindness in his heart. He only showed that side to you.    

It had been an effort to get him to see you’d be good together. Taekwoon was focused more on the work aspect of your relationship but it was obvious he felt a deep affection for you. After much pestering on your part, he came around and the two of you had been devoted to each other since. There was no doubt that he was searching frantically for you. That it would only be a matter of time. 

Lost in the darkness it wasn’t your eyes that told of his arrival, but your ears. Screams echoed in the chamber and you knew your deliverance was at hand. A macabre smile twisted your lips. Gentlemen, meet my love. He will not forgive you, and there will be no mercy. 

After a short amount of time a scuff came from your left and you shied away. 

“Shh, shh. It’s just me. I’m here. You’re safe now.” Taekwoon removed your blindfold. Even in the dim light, your eyes were having trouble adjusting. When they finally focused the first thing they took in was your beloved’s face. 

“Taekwoon.” Although at the moment he looked nothing like your Taekwoon. Pale, blood-spattered and eyes nearly black with rage, he looked the very embodiment of his namesake. It was his shaking hands and infinite tenderness with which he undid your bindings that you recognized as your Taekwoonie. 

The journey back was a blur. The only thing standing out in your memory being that Taekwoon was physically touching you in some way at all times. Safely back home you were exhausted and Taekwoon looked the same. It was doubtful he had gotten any sleep either in the past few days. But you couldn’t get in bed this dirty. Before you could even voice your concern, Taekwoon was leading you straight to the bath. 

Leaving you to stand in the middle of the room he started filling the tub. Moving around comfortably he grabbed towels and added rose water to the bath. You wished he wouldn’t fuss but knew he needed to. Needed to physically do something since he’d been unable to for days. Carefully he removed your clothes obviously looking for further injuries, but reluctant to ask directly. Finally he eased you into the warm scented water then took a seat for himself outside of the tub. 

You picked up the cake of soap but he plucked it from your hand. As if you were made of spun glass he ran the soap over your body, a cloth in his other hand following its path to get you clean. Lightly he dabbed at the raw spots on your wrists, frown deepening when you winced. 

Time felt suspended in the humid room while you reconnected. There was no talking and only the occasional rippling of the water disturbed the silence. He was helping return you to normal. Return you to his. Bracing his elbow on the edge of the tub he rested his head facing you. Eyes tracing your face he used his free hand to cup water and trickle it over your skin to rinse away the last of the suds. I’m still yours, you’re still mine, flowed wordlessly between you.   

Helping you to your feet Taekwoon wrapped you in a fluffy towel to stave off a chill. Pulling you tightly to his chest he said, “I’m so sorry. I should have been there. It’s my fault.” Guilt seeped through his voice like an infected wound. It had to be drawn out to heal. You raised your hands to frame his face. He would not hold you fast but could not completely let go. Loosely he held your naked body to his own clothed one.   

“It is not your fault, my love. I promise you, it’s not. You saved me.” Holding his gaze, you tried to will your feelings to reach him. His eyes welled. Bowing his head, Taekwoon buried his face in the crook of your neck, shoulders shaking as he cried silently. 

As you held each other the chaffed areas on your wrists and ankles stung in the open air but you didn’t care. Of the wounds inflicted in the past few days, yours would be the easiest to heal.​

Imagine you're Gray and Zach's older sister and went to visit the park, but then you started to work with Owen... - Part 1

Owen Grady x reader

Requested by: Anon

Part 2 here

It had been years since the last time you and your brothers saw your aunt Claire. Gray don’t even remembered how she looked like in person. So, your parents had an idea: spend the summer vacation on the island where your aunt worked. Only the three of you.
*beep, beep* You heard it and looked at the window. Your little brother was at the driver’s seat honking to rush you. You went downstairs with your bags. You aproached the car, and look at Zach and his girlfriend. That girl didn’t want to let him go. You rolled your eyes.
“Hey c'mon tiger, we need to go!” You said openning the car’s door.
“Zach, please!” Gray shouted. He was really excited.  
“Coming…” Zach said and finally get in the car. Your parents drove you to the aeroport.
“Take this sweetie. You’re the most responsible here!” Your mom handed you your tickets. After that you said goodbye to your parents and you walked into the plane. You pulled up Zach’s hood and took his headphones out.
“Zach please stay close to me. I don’t want to be your babysitter. You’re 16 for god sake!” You gave him a threatening look. But he ignored you.
You said that because a couple years ago your brother ran-away and you spent hours trying to find him. Unlike Zach, Gray was mature for his age and never gave you problems.
Your younger brother were a dinosaur enthusiastic. His room was a sanctuary. The walls were covered with dinosaur pictures. All the toys were dinosaurs. Even the sheets and pillow were with dinosaurs.
He didn’t shut up all the entire way: in the plain, boat and even in the monorail. You glanced at Zach. He was socializing with two girls. Boys will always be boys.

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By Chance (Pt.3)

Member: Chanyeol

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Sorry I took so long to update. I’ve been really busy.

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13 coming soon

“Wanna meet up?” he asked.

“W..What?” you questioned him.

He gave a low chuckle and said: “Y/N-ssi…how do you feel about meeting up?”

You blinked a few times, swallowed, licked your lips and said: “Chanyeol-ssi..I..” he then interrupted you and said with a laughing tone, “What? Are you flustered?” Your cheeks heated up and you bit your lower lip and inhaled a breath and said: “Is that even okay? I mean…”. “I wouldn’t have asked if it wasn’t. it possible?” he said in an amused tone.

You chewed on your thumbnail and said “I guess yeah…” you heard him laugh before he said: “Is any time okay with you?” you understood what he meant by his question, your guesses were suggesting that he probably wanted to meet during the week, some where quiet and late at night. You gave him a sound that signaled your approval then you heard him speak and say “Good. Do you mind me picking the place?” with an apologetic tone. “No it’s fine..I understand” you told him walking in pointless circles.

“Okay, so there’s this nice quiet cafe in the street between Hapjeong station and Sangsu station, they have really good stuff, can we go there on Wednesday?” he said with a slight nervousness in his voice.

We? Why did this sound so sweet? And why did it sound like he was asking you out?

“Yeah that sounds fine” you told him twirling your hair around your fingers. He stayed silent for a while and said “I’m sorry to ask you this but…can we meet at like 12..A.M?” you actually heard the wince in his voice when he said the last part of his sentence. You smiled to yourself and bit your lower lip once again and said: “Chanyeol-ssi..I’m not like other girls, I understand. 12 A.M is fine”

He sighed, he actually did.

“That’s a relief then” he told you playfully and then continued “Uuuhhh..then I guess goodnight?” you laughed and said “goodnight”, and with that you hung up the phone.

You stood still in your place, your heart beat was racing and your ears felt like they were on fire despite the fact that your feet were ice cold and your palms were sweaty. You were excited, nervous and just…happy. Who knew in your lifetime, you would actually be talking to freaking Park Chanyeol and meeting him in the time span of two days? If you didn’t know any better you’d say this was all a long ass dream, and if it was then life is just too cruel.

“How do I even sleep now?” you asked yourself in a low excited whisper. You walked to your bed and tucked yourself under the covers and smiled to yourself and clutched your stomach in an attempt to stop the overly excited butterflies in it and closed your eyes to sleep.

The next morning you barely made it out of bed, you were too excited to get some proper sleep and the wheels in your mind wouldn’t stop working. You seriously could not believe that this was all happening. And to you out of all people.

You made your way to the kitchen and greeted Han Byul in a sleepy voice, she tuned around and placed a couple of toasted breads in front of you and said “Wow! You look like shit” you yawned, stretched your arms and said “Yeah..Sand-man was slightly late last night” she laughed and shook her head saying “I have some field work today so I’ll head out first okay?” you nodded and sipped on your morning coffee and waved her a goodbye. “Thanks for the food” you yelled to her before she could close the door behind her. “Yeah yeah..tomorrow’s on you” she yelled back. You smiled and took another sip of your coffee, ate your breakfast and made your way to your room to get dressed so you could leave to work.

The day went by normally, you still had so much work on your plate and unfortunately, you didn’t receive any texts from Chanyeol to brighten up your day. And it didn’t help the fact that you barely slept last night, You were so sleepy to the point that you had to make an extra effort to perform your everyday tasks, and no amount of cups of coffee or energy drinks could help you. You just needed to sleep. You sighed and hoped this day would come to an end soon.

By the time the day ended you were so low on energy you wanted nothing more than the comfort of your bed. You got into your apartment and dragged your feet to your room, took a lazy shower and then crashed on your bed and slept instantly.

The next day, you woke up to a buzzing and a screaming phone. You extended your hand from under the pillow where your head was also buried and looked for your phone around the mess that your blanket created. You got a hold of it around your fingers, pulled it under the pillow and swiped it open with still closed eyes. You slowly opened your eyes and squinted at the brightness of the screen and saw that you received several text messages. You quickly got up and opened them.

They were all from Chanyeol.

-Hey you, how was your day today? I just finished a recording for Mnet. ^^ received at 09:24 PM.

-Why aren’t you replying? received at 09:30 PM.

-Haha! I guess you’re busy I ended up talking to myself.  received at 09:45 PM.

-Y/N-ssi…Is everything okay? received at 11:17 PM.

-I guess you slept? Goodnight..Pikachu” received at 12:39 AM.

You cursed yourself for sleeping so early, you quickly typed your reply and said “Omg! Chanyeol-ssi I’m so sorry! I was so tired last night I practically collapsed onto my bed”. You hit the send button and chewed on your inner cheek. Waiting for a reply from him was gonna eat you alive, so you decided to go brush your teeth and wash up, maybe you’d kill those few minutes like that before they kill you.

You hurriedly got out of the bathroom and snatched your phone off of your bed and opened it. You saw his reply which read: “Haha, It’s okay Y/N-ssi, I don’t mind. As long as you don’t sleep and forget about our…meeting tomorrow ^^.”

You smiled to yourself and texted back: I won’t…trust me. 

A few minutes passed and your phone signaled the arrival of a new message. “I trust you just like how Ash trusts Pikachu ^.~”  you rolled your eyes and shook your head at the message displayed in front of your eyes and left your phone to get dressed for work. You got out of your room and looked around for Han Byul who seemed to be missing. You found a sticky note on the refrigerator that read: I thought I told you breakfast was on you hoe! -.- but since you slept in, I made it. It’s on the counter.

You smiled and said out loud “I’m sorry Byul-ah! What would I ever do without you?” and then you went to consume her ready made breakfast.


You tossed and turned endlessly in your bed. You glanced at the small bunny shaped alarm clock that was placed beside your bed to see that it was three minutes passed 3:00 AM.

You couldn’t sleep. You just couldn’t.

The idea that you were meeting Park Chanyeol himself tomorrow night was consuming your entire being. Texting was something, but meeting him was something else. Not to mention that texting him alone was enough to send jolts of excitement all over your body. What were you even gonna do tomorrow?

You groaned and got up and walked to the kitchen to fix yourself a nice glass of warm milk to help you sleep. You sat at the kitchen table and scrolled through your phone looking at tweets and pictures as you gulped down your glass of milk. You almost spilled your milk when your phone rang and the caller’s ID showed that Chanyeol was calling you. At 3:00 freaking AM.

You quickly hit the answer button and held the phone to your ear and said “Hello? Chanyeol-ssi…”

How did he even know you were awake?

“Oh! Did I wake you up?” he said in a surprised tone, clearly not expecting you to pick up.

You laughed and said: “No you didn’t I was already up. I couldn’t sleep”.

“That’s good. Not that you couldn’t sleep but that I didn’t wake you up. I was scared that I might”. You giggled before you said: “You didn’t no worries..I’m sorry but could you wait a bit?” you slowly walked to Han Byul’s room to make sure she was asleep. You peeked through her door and you saw her even breathing. Yup! She’s asleep alright.

“Are you still there?” you asked him quietly, almost whispering.

He chuckled and said: “Yup..” you smiled and the line went silent for a bit as you walked back to your room.

You then heard him break the silence and say: “Oh! Uhhh..I’m sorry I called at such a time but…it’s just that we didn’t really talk for what I consider a while now and..I..missed you”.

You froze in your tracks and your heart just sank and melted at the same time. Missed you? Did he really just say that?

“ what?” you asked him wanting a confirmation for what you just thought you heard. “Uhhh..” was all he said with his famous thick, honey like voice. He then laughed what would be classified as an awkward laugh and said: “I should..I mean I have to go, manager hyung will give me a hard time if he finds me on the phone at this goodnight~” he finally said.

“Y..yeah sure..goodnight” was all you managed to say due to your flustered state. And then the line went silent.

Geez! Now you have another reason not to be able to sleep tonight.


You saw nothing but dark circles when you looked at your face first thing in the morning. You sighed and rubbed your eyes and washed your face. That day, you took extra care in applying your makeup.

As the day went by, you were getting more and more nervous. Tonight, you were gonna go meet Chanyeol. Alone. Away from the cameras, lights and the screaming fans. Just him, alone as a normal person.

Tick tock, tick tock

It was already 11:00 PM and you were still in you room, not dressed. You hastily went through your closet to pick an outfit.

An outfit, an outfit. Why was this so difficult.

You settled on a pair of black skinny jeans and an oversized pastel yellow fuzzy -not too hot- sweater, let your hair down and slowly walked out of your room towards the apartment door. Tonight, you really thanked the heavens that Han Byul was an early sleeper.

You took the bus to where you and Chanyeol agreed to meet, along the way, not once did you stop biting and chewing on your bottom lip. To say that you were nervous and excited was an understatement.

You finally arrived at the described cafe, and before you entered, you placed a trembling hand on your chest and took a deep breath to calm yourself down. You kept replacing the idea that Chanyeol was a celebrity with the thought that he’s just like any other person. And that this was just a regular outing with a guy.

Except that Chanyeol wasn’t like any other person, and this “outing” was far from regular.

You walked through the door, and the bell that hung above the door rang into your ears. The cafe’s staff -at least the ones who saw you- greeted you. You looked around for him as you walked passed the slightly empty cafe.

And then there he was.

He sat far back at a corner table. He wore a white t-shirt and a beige cardigan or sweater, you couldn’t really tell. And a black cap that slightly covered his face. You walked up to him in small steps and waved your hand in front of his face as he was busy with his phone. “Chanyeol-ssi?”

His head shot up from his phone and he looked at you with big, round brown eyes and instantly smiled a big toothy smile. “Pikachu! You’re here!” he said excitedly as he got up from his seat and bowed a little.

You bowed back and nodded at him. He then quickly moved from his place and opened your seat for you and gestured you to sit down. You thanked him and sat down.

He then went back to his own place, sat back down and pulled his cap off of his head for a moment to ruffle his red hair and pull the cap back on backwards.

“I hope this place wasn’t so hard to find” he said as his palms rubbed his knees. You shook your head “No, I actually discovered that I often pass through here but I never paid attention to this cafe” you said looking around the small cozy place.

“Yeah, not a lot of people do. That’s why I like it.” he said flashing you a smile.

The waitress then came and placed a couple of menus in front of you, Chanyeol told her that he’d be having his regular and then he turned to you and said: “What will you be having?” You hesitated for a bit and looked around the menu, you then lifted your head and told him “I’ll have what you’re having” he smiled at you yet again and told the waitress.

“Your hair is red” you commented.

“Hm?” he said looking at you with his cute wide eyes.

“When we first met your hair was black” you told him shyly trying to strike a conversation.

“Aaah! You’re right! I dyed it because I was shooting something” he replied nodding. He suddenly gave you a cheeky grin and said: “Y/N-ssi…” you looked at him wondering what he had in mind.

“Aren’t you gonna eat that?” he asked pointing towards the ketchup bottle that was placed in the center of the small table you sat at.

You rolled your eyes and surprised yourself when you playfully hit him in the arm. He instantly grabbed his arm and rubbed it and gave you dramatic sounds that suggested you hurt him. You laughed and said: “Stop with this Pikachu thing! Where did it even come from?”

He stopped his dramatic reaction and looked at you “Well, that day, when we met, when I bumped into you remember? Actually that day, I was playing Pokemon Go and I was trying to catch Pkaichu when we crashed into each other. And when you fell to the ground and I talked to you and you looked at me, you made a face that looked exactly like Pikachu. So I just called you that” he said in his famous word elongating form of speech while his hands were moving in an explanatory manner. And then he pursed his lips together making his dimple appear and avoided your eyes.

Cutest thing you’ve ever seen.

You stared at him and pursed your lips together and then just burst out in laughter. “Alright then. If you like it you can use it” you told him wiping the small tear that lingered in the corner of your eye.

He laughed too and said: “I’m already using it. See? I even saved you like that on my phone” and pointed his phone at your face.

You looked at it then back at him but before you could say anything the waitress came with your drinks in the tray she carried. She placed the drinks at the table and left. You thanked her and took a sip of your drink. You looked at Chanyeol who was doing the same and said: “Mmm..this is really good Chanyeol-ssi.” He looked up from his drink and said: “Isn’t it? I’m telling you this place is everything” you nodded and continued drinking.

This was nice. You spent the entire time talking, joking and laughing as if it wasn’t the first time you both meet and sit together. He was nice, friendly, warm, comfortable and easy to talk to. He put you at ease and you felt like you were yourself around him.

He told you about everything. What his life was like as a celebrity, his band mates, the crazy schedules, the concerts and tours. Everything. You did the same. You told him why you came to Korea and your friend Han Byul, when you became a fan of EXO, your family. Everything.

It was all too nice and surreal and strangely intimate.

“So Chanyeol-ssi..” you spoke after your laugh faltered from the story he was telling you about him and Baekhyun. You couldn’t continue what you were saying because he was shaking his head in refusal. You looked at him with confused eyes and then he opened his mouth to say “We need to change that”

“Change what?” you asked him still confused. “If I call you Pikachu it’s only fair that you call me oppa no?” he said with the most charming face expression you have ever seen on a man before.

“O..oppa?” you asked your cheeks heating up. He chuckled and you were really surprised when his fingers came in contact with your cheek and he pinched you “How could you be this cute?” he asked really amused by you.

Your cheeks were on fire now. You placed your hand where the impact of his fingers lingered. “Can you do that Pikachu? Can you call me oppa?” he asked sweetly placing his elbows on the table and leaning playfully towards you. You kept silent but nodded your head in agreement to his request.

He leaned back with a side smile plastered on his face. He then checked his watch and said: “It’s getting really late. I should take you home”

They way he said those words made you feel like he was the most dependable person on earth. You thought it was really manly of him to simply impose on himself the burden of taking you home.

“Chanyeol-ssi..I mean..oppa” you said with a shy tone and then continued “It’s okay I can just take the bus” shaking your head and hands in refusal.

“Now what kind of person would I be if I let you go home at a time like this alone? I made you come here at such a late time, it’s only normal that I take you know to make sure you get home safely” he said fumbling with his wallet and placing a couple of bills on the table.

Gosh! Not only was he taking you home he was even paying.

“Come with me, I parked at the back” he told you standing next to you and placing a hand at the small of your back once you got up. His action made you blush so hard you wanted to just run and hide in the corner away from him. He was really charming when he took the lead like that.

He opened your door and you got in fastening your seat belt. He jogged to his side of the car, got in and drove. “I didn’t now you drove” you told him as you played with your hair. He gave you a low breathy laugh and said: “Of course I do”. His hand then reached for the AUX cord and he gave it to you “Let me hear what kind of music you listen to” he said focusing on the road.

You loved how casual and intimate this small gesture was.

You plugged in the cord and played your favorite song that wasn’t EXO. He stopped at the red light and looked at you with wide eyes. “This is your favorite song?” you nodded as you sang the lyrics. “No way Y/N! It’s mine too!” he said with the most excited way you’ve ever heard from him. Your eyes widened at him and you said “Get out of here!” he laughed and swore that it was, and turned the volume up. You both chanted the lyrics loudly exchanging glances and laughs.

You never stopped laughing that night.

Your fingers were pointing the directions to him while your lips were busy singing the song with him. He finally stopped at your place and turned the volume down and looked at you “Let me walk you to the door” he said unfastening his seat belt. You smiled and nodded and did the same and got out of the car.

You both walked in a unnecessarily slow pace til you reached the big gate of your building.

“I really enjoyed this Y/N” he said towering over you.

“Me too” you said avoiding his gaze.

He chuckled and said: “I’d like to do this more often. Hang out with you like today”

“I’d like that too” you told him looking him in the eye this time and smiling.

He smiled back and stood on his tiptoes for a moment and said: “well then..goodnight” you flashed him a smile and wished him a good night as well. He locked gazes with you for a while before he climbed down the stairs and went back to his car. He stood by the vehicle and put his hands to his mouth and cooed in a slight whisper: “goodnight Pikachu~”

You giggled at him and said waving your hand “Goodnight Chanyeol oppa”. You watched him flash you a final smile and a reaction that made it look like you shot an arrow through his heart as he clutched his chest when you called him oppa before getting into the car and driving off. You saw his arm extend out of the window and wave you a final goodbye. You shook your head and rolled your eyes and waved back with a smile that never left your lips that night.

Bit of a short version than I’d have liked but I managed to fit in all the ideas I had. This one is again for @georghiousophia (who has perhaps one of the most difficult to spell URLs that I’ve ever type). I hope you enjoy it - I should be uploading a couple more one-shots today because I’ve been writing them over the course of the week. Enjoy, my darlings!

Prompt: Omg I loved it so much THANK YOU ❤️🔫 PLEASE DO PART 2

“Castigations and Celebrations” (Part 2)

Part 1

Your wooden dining table took up a lot of space in your sitting room. The dimly lit apartment was cramped and untidy but it was home. 2 windows let a little evening moonlight into the room and it complimented the yellow glow of the candle that sat in front of you. The solitary cupcake sat on a plate in front of you – gloating. You quickly blew out the candle protruding from the top and sighed as the wonderful smell of a freshly extinguished candle filled your nose.

Happy Birthday, you thought to yourself.

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{Fairy Dust}

Fairy Tail one-shot

Pairing: Nalu

Rated: K

This is my very first Fairy Tail piece, so sorry for the mess guys. This thing turned out so long omg. Enjoy :D

“Are you okay, Natsu? Do you want something to eat? Dinner’s ready you know. I made your favourite…” Pause. “You’ve been there for hours.”

“It’s okay Luce” was all she got for an answer. Nothing else was said, and after a while, Natsu heard her sigh, followed by her steps going downstairs.

As soon as his wife left, the pink haired man looked through the window. He felt a heavy weight on his chest, pushing from the inside out, trying to break free.  The room was dark, the only light coming from the moon and the stars. The warmth of what he called home felt very distant from the room he was in. Numb, the pain in his chest was something he overlooked- sitting on their bed, all he could do was stare and wait. He watched as the moon rised in the sky, trying to reach its highest peak. In who knew how long- hours, maybe minutes, the moon would fade behind a shadow, giving way to the awaited eclipse. 

His hand was shaking slightly on his lap, though he barely noticed. His mind was far away from the farm house where they lived. Up in the sky, focused on every inch the moon advanced, the fear that had been building inside him started to grow and grow, making his body shiver under the warm breeze of summer. The fear of what was coming, fear of what would happen that night- fear of what he’d become, of what could happen to his wife.

The blonde filled his thoughts. For as long as they’d been together, Lucy had never truly seen him like that. Usually a cheerful young man, full of joy and laughter, it would be shocking to see him during those very few nights, when the moon covered and his hand trembled as much as his soul. He guessed she should suspect something, as during every eclipse their bedroom door would be locked, and her husband wouldn’t show up until the next morning. However, Natsu really couldn’t tell how she felt, as she would never say a word about the matter, nor would she ask.

His heart ached with guilt- eight years and a half, and Natsu hadn’t mentioned it once. She deserved to know what her husband was, and yet he never could bring himself to say it. Shame, fear, the possibility of Lucy leaving him was strong in his mind. Who would be with a monster? Eventually he would have to tell her, he knew it. But for the moment, as long as he could protect her of himself, he would leave things as they were.

However, that night felt different for some reason. A strange feeling in his gut, a weird tone covering the moon, an unusual smell in the air. His body felt light, until he suddenly felt something lifting on his back. 

The shaking of his hands had turned violent. The weight that a few minutes before had been aggressively quiet, was now pushing harder and harder. Overflowing his head, slightly stabbing, turning into a pain that every minute grew deeper and deeper, until it was unbereable. Darkness was suddenly all he could see, and a buzz, all he could hear. In the sky, the shining moon was barely covered, showing the first stage of what was yet to come.

When the pain started to step back a little, Natsu found himself against the door, a bit more conscious than before. Strange, he thought, as the beast that lived inside him would never let him be in control. He could feel how his enhanced senses got everything around him, from the rough surface of the wooden floor, to every noise that came from downstairs. However, he could only watch and feel, as the control over his body was near to nothing. He felt as if looking through a glass, being himself for the moment, but not entirely.  Every action took a lot of effort from him, every movement that wasn’t dersired by the beast. He thanked that it only moved to the bed, without attempting something else.

Not for the moment, anyway.

His focus was now downstairs. Natsu could hear it so loud that his head hurt. Lucy’s hands baking bread as boredom took over her, their cat’s paws scratching against the dinner table, the boiling stew, the fire in the stove. Every moment, every breath, every heartbeat. One, two, three, all at once… Wait, three?

His own heart started to pound faster, the thing purring pleased inside him. Realisation hit him as he heard Lucy humming in the kitchen, and then the sound coming all the way to the stairs. Step by step, he heard her walking towards the room he was in, every second building fear inside him. Lucy shouldn’t come in- he couldn’t hurt her. He knew he had locked the door, that she would stay outside as every time, that the beast wouldn’t try to get out of their little room, nor catch her. 

But still, something didn’t feel right.

Lucy’s trail stopped in front of the door. A knock against the wood, and her hand looking for the handle to open it, as always. Every time she would try, and every time she would fail.

“Nat… su?” she stopped. The door was open. 

A first. Panic ran through Natsu’s body. How could the door be unlocked? He was sure he had turned the key about three hours before, and not once he had approached to lift the lock. Then how…

As the door opened wider and wider, his mind went back to the blackness that struck him before. The beast must have had unlocked the door -strange, as it had never tried to run before. The light of the hallway illuminated the bedroom as Lucy timidly came in. Her hands held a bowl filled with homemade food.

“Natsu? Are you okay? I was bringing you some dinner when I heard some strange noises and… oh my God”

When her eyes finally caught his figure, her expression transformed into a terrified one. Her knuckles turned white as she held the bowl strongly between her fingers, frozen where she was. Natsu was petrified too- the panic, the shock, the fear. He could feel the beast growling slightly when they saw Lucy under the doorframe.

Natsu suddenly realised how he probably looked like. The first stage of the moon usually didn’t do more than enhance his being, but with the fast pace of the ritual, his body would start to change. With a lot of effort, he barely could lift his own hand to see it himself. Expected or not, all he found were now huge fingers and sharp claws.

A shiver ran through him. He could get how terrified Lucy should be- finding a monster in your bedroom, which was at the same time the man you love. Struggling, pushing, demanding, he was able to give a step back and interrupt the growling of the beast to finally find his own voice.

“Luce…” Natsu’s voice was hoarse and weak  “You have to run. Now.”

When she heard his voice, her face suddenly changed. She looked confused and scared, but trying to push it aside to understand the situation. Natsu was as terrified as her, surely more, and yet the situation made him internally smile. He knew she was trying to put everything together, piece by piece, finding an answer.

Lucy’s eyes searched his.

“Natsu? Wha… what is this?”

He was about to try to answer when a sudden image filled his head. Two near hartbeats beated as one in front of him. For reasons he didn’t know, the beast got particularly interested in this. Natsu suddenly felt hunger, and his eyes grew wide as the monster approached Lucy against his will.

“Lucy! You must run! Get away from here!” he managed to get out in his desperate attempt to stop his own legs. She seemed to doubt for a moment before she stood firm.

“No. I can help you”

There was no time. He would have thought her stubborness was cute in a normal situation, but given the desperate moment he was in, all he could think was on how to get out of this. Natsu’s head hurt, but he didn’t stop trying until he finally felt his body respond at his command and his legs to stop walking towars Lucy.

Staring at her blankly, he knew he had no time, that it was just a moment. So without saying a word, he faced the window and jumped, hearing Lucy scream.

“Wait! Natsu! I can help!”

He ran without aim, trying to get as far from the house as he could, ignoring Lucy’s calls, his name cutting through the wind. Although it was too much to ask, he wished that Lucy stayed home.

The monster fiercely fought for control over his legs, trying to make he stop, to turn back, yet Natsu’s will was stronger. Hope filled his heart, and newfound energy helped him run faster. As long as the moon wasn’t fully covered, he could fight for his own body. And so, he kept running.

However, the eclipse was developing, slowly but surely. He was changing, burning, exploding. Light burnt his back as skin was replaced with harsh scales of a red brighter than fire itself. Pain flowed throughout his whole body as the wind hit hardly against his face and tall grass cut his legs. The beast pushed harder and harder, trying to give way to the horrendous demon beneath him, taking away his humanity like an invisible thief. Natsu’s time was running out. And, despite knowing this, all he had in his mind was to run faster, get as far as he could. Far from home and far from Lucy.

In the distance, the sillhouete of a building trimmed against the darkness of the sky. Natsu’s quick eyes traced the structure from afar, praying for the barn’s door to be open for him to hide. His legs hurt, and tiredness started to take over him. Unlike moments earlier, Natsu felt completely drained. The brightness of the moon retreated more as he reached the barn’s doorframe and so, unable to run anymore, he got inside.

His eyes felt heavy and his entire body ached. Barely able to walk, he let himself fall on top of a pile of hay. His conscience was slowly fading, his sight was blurred and his body was no longer under his control -neither under the beast’s, surprisingly. Useless, his hand hanging loose next to him, his fingers pathetically touching the soft floor. He was pathetic, unable to fight anymore, waiting for his fate to come and strike once more, hoping for the sun to not take longer than it should. He had to come back home, go back to the warmness that filled his soul- his wife’s hugs after coming back from work. that heartbeat ever lasting.

The heartbeat. The monster started to growl low, excited. Pleading for Natsu’s body to move. Go find Lucy…

Suddenly, he felt more awake, despite his body not answering at all. Lucy. She might be looking for him, still shouting his name. A groan escaped his lips, unpleased with himself. He wasn’t far enough, nor he would ever be. He should have run more. But his legs hurt and his mind flew, knowing that even if he wanted to, he couldn’t run longer. He could have never made it. 

“I’m pathetic”

The final and brightest traces of moonlight came through the tall window of the barn, the eclipse almost complete. There was no more time. The final touches were approaching -tail showing, horns growing. And as the light started to vanish, his mind, at last, faded as well, giving into the darkness.

A door was shut.

The thud startled the man, violently dragging him out of his dreams. Quick steps, heavy panting, soft hands. Pink, the petticoat’s cloth gently kissing his skin under Lucy’s weight. Her face was filled with horror and concern, and her mumbling was incomprehensible. His name was all Natsu caught out of her self-talking - which she always did when she was nervous. Happy as if he was drunk, he wanted to smile, but was greeted instead with the awful feeling of not being able to. Outside, the moon was fully dark, being the barn completely under the shadows.

Lucy’s hands flew all over his body, desperated to do something for him. A growl began in Natsu’s chest, slightly threatening her and catching her attention. The man watched as Lucy turned to face him, her expression harsh and firm, as if daring the beast to say something.

“Shut up, I’m trying to help” she said, and kept with her work.

Natsu had no idea what she was doing, but his concern was somewhere else. The growl had been growing since her last words, building up hatred, feeding the bloodlust the beast always held. The pink-haired man was startled once again with an extra pounding sounding somewhere near, and the feeling inside him started to grow. Panicking, Natsu felt as if he was going to pass out- Lucy was in danger, and he couldn’t even tell her to back off.

However, deep down in his fire, something else was mixing up with the rage. A soft feeling, as if a song was going on inside him. His eyes darted slowly over to Lucy, hoping to find something, and to his utter surprise, her lips curled in a soft pout, a humming coming out of her throat. Natsu’s eyes grew wider, surprised to identify her singing as a low lullaby, noticing how the beast’s inside grew and loosened at the pace of the song.

The Lullaby seemed to peace the monster, a soft smile escaping Lucy’s lips in a tiny victory. This went on until a few minutes later, when the growling began again as soon as the sound was caught by Natsu and the creature’s ears once more. A beat, that is, which made the monster go mad again. But this time, no humming would calm him down, as Natsu’s body sat straight and looked at Lucy with murderous eyes.

When she noticed his stare, Lucy jumped back and got distance between them both. But of course, that wouldn’t stop the monster at all. Natsu felt lighter the weight on his conscience, as if the creature’s prescence was fading. In spite of this, their body kept moving. The panic that the man felt moments before just grew and grew as Lucy’s back hit against the barn’s wooden wall. No escape. The blonde seemed to quickly realize it, her eyes widening as the demon kept walking towards her, non stop.

“N-Natsu… Stop… I know you’re still there…”

He wanted to tell her it wasn’t him the one acting, that he was there for her even when she couldn’t see him,  tell her he couldn’t stop, that he couldn’t fight this anymore.

“The dust…” she said as she fell, her back against the wall and her hands covering her face “… it’s not quick enough…”

Dust? What was she talking about? He wanted to ask, but all that came out was a growl. He could see her body trembling with fear as the monster was just inches away from her.

“You never hurt me before… In this state…”

Her right hand moved slowly away from her face, showing her usual soft smile again. Natu’s mind couldn’t even process it as her hand flew all the way to her belly, touching it slightly.

“But i know why you are trying now. And I guess you know too.”

His claws dangerously approached Lucy’s figure. Natsu could feel his heart pouding faster, wishing with all his might for the monster to stop. And his call might have reached his own body, because that demonic hand that he hated so much only reached for her hair and gently moved some locks of hair, revealing her face. 

She was crying.

“And so I’ve been saving this for a long time now. Remember mom?”

Something cracked inside him. A little light coming to his mind. The other hand that was still covering her face went to her left hip and pulled out a tiny flask. The contained substance glittered slightly but not much, given the lack of light. Natsu hadn’t even noticed, immerse in his wife’s speech, but his body had stopped moving. Lucy suddenly looked right into his eyes. Tears strained her cheeks, but not traces of fear at all.

“I knew what you were from the very first eclipse. And when i told her, she gave me this. This is Fairy Dust.”

So that was what she was doing. She knew. And she tried to help himHis chest felt lighter a moment after, and as adding to his surprise, his whole body started to shine slightly.

A growl sounded deep inside his being. The monster was suddenly desperate, hungry. The hands that moments before had stopped were now moving slowly. Natsu’s fear grew. The claw was going straight forward, towards Lucy’s belly. And yet, she didn’t dart her gaze.

“She told me you wouldn’t hurt me, but to keep it just in case. I think she referred to this moment as that case. I know… I know you wouldn’t forgive yourself. So I can’t let you hurt me. Us. So I need your help Natsu.”

She took his face, taking the monster by surprise, stopping him from touching her.

I need you to wake up”

And as Lucy’s voice echoed in the grim silence of the barn, those few words seemed to do just right. Natsu’s hands dropped by his side and his entire body started to ache. A momentary glitter covered his skin and a few seconds later, all his demonic features retreated. His scales, his tail, his claws… Freedom was his as the dust took away the unwelcomed being and left a normal man behind. 

When it stopped, he felt as if completely drained of all force. Without being able to help it, he fell forward, being stopped only by Lucy’s tiny hands. Quickly, her arms embraced him, and his shoulder felt wet moments later.

Her voice was faint. “No more secrets, okay?”

“It’s a promise, Luce” he said, and hugged her with what was left of his energy.

 After that, all they knew was each other’s presence, and they didn’t need anything else. They remained there for minutes, maybe hours, until the sun started to show and the eclipse was long since finished. They really couldn’t tell, nor care. When it was long since her tears had dried and his trembling had stopped, they let go of each other, and their gazes finally met.

“Luce. There’s one more secret.”

“Huh? What’s that?”

The man stood up and reached a hand to help Lucy do the same. After that, he slightly touched her belly, his hand covering it gently. She looked at him stunned, but smiling, and so, he grinned at her.

“Did you know we were waiting?”

She laughed and took his hand without a word and turned around, guiding him outside. They walked home through the tall grass that now shined under the sun’s light.

“Of course i do, stupid, that was the whole deal" she laughed softly and squeezed his hand “Now, let’s go home.”

The man smiled brightly at his wife. Her golden hair was being gently moving by the wind, her smile as bright as the sun itself, her soft hands holding his. And remembering all she had done for him, and all she would, he promised he would never be as helpless as that night. For her.


Stuffy and Cold

Request: Because I am apparently complete trash for H/C these days.. some sick!Tae?

omg this was sooooooooooooooooo cute to write and I love Tae so much! Send in more requests! I’m feeling less lazy lately and I love all of this cute stuff. SEND MORE IN PLEASE! (this gif fits perfectly)

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You jumped to your feet when you heard noise from the kitchen. It was only noon and you were pretty sure that you hadn’t invited anyone over. You snuck out of your room and behind the wall that was shared with the kitchen and peaked inside.

“Tae?!” you asked in shock as you came out of your hiding spot. Taehyung turned to you and smiled. “Why are you back so early?”

The kettle that was on the stove began to whistle but only for a second because Taehyung was quick to turn off the eye of the stove. He turned to you again and you got a better look of him. His eyes looked red and heavy and he slumped where he stood. He looked a bit paler than usual and you could hear his efforts at breathing.

“Are you sick?” you finally concluded but asked anyways.

“I guess so. I wanted to stay for the whole day but our manager told me to come home,” he explained to you. You saw him rubbing his arms, trying to warm himself up. He froze for a minute and pulled the “I’m about to sneeze” face but it never happened. “Agh! That’s been happening all day!” Taehyung grumbled in frustration. He rubbed his nose harshly and began to breathe heavily through his mouth.

“Ok. Before you infect everything in the kitchen, go to bed,” you told him. “I’ll bring you your tea and some soup.” He nodded at you and shuffled towards the bedroom. You grabbed some disinfectant wipes from under the sink and wiped down whatever you could. You weren’t a germaphobe or anything but you wanted things to be clean in the kitchen.

You heated up some soup and put tea in a clear mug before going back to your room. Taehyung had changed into a long sleeved shirt and pajama pants and had already dozed off. Even though he was sick he was still cute and you couldn’t help but smile at him. You put his stuff next on his bedside table and went back into the living room to let him sleep.

You took out your laptop so you could work on some things. Even though you were home for the day you still had things to do. You typed away on your keyboard and kept an ear out for Taehyung.

As time ticked by Taehyung stayed asleep and you wondered if you had some sort of cold medicine. You could hear him starting to snore and he sounded uncomfortably congested. You snuck into the bathroom and opened up one of the cupboards. You searched for some cold medicine and maybe even something to help him sleep but you saw nothing. You looked back at him and contemplated whether you should make a quick trip to grab somethings for him or not. He still looked and sounded fast asleep. He had shifted onto his stomach and his left arm was hanging off of the side of the bed.

You decided that if you made it a fast trip things would be fine. You quickly grabbed your things and hurried out the door. You rushed yourself towards the small pharmacy that was nearby and went straight for what you needed. You grabbed some medicine and some extra tissues and vitamin C drops. As you looked to see if there was anything else your phone received a text. You looked to see Taehyung had texted you, complaining. You frowned, wishing you had left earlier. You checked out as fast as you could and went back to your place quickly.

You walked in and called out to him. You took the plastic back into the room and smiled at him even though he was pouting. “I woke up to cold soup and an empty house,” he said sounding stuffy. “Plus, cold tea.”

“I’ll warm it up for you. In the meantime, sit up and take some medicine,” you told him, digging into the bag and getting out the medicine for him.

You grabbed the soup and tea and heated everything up for him again. You squeezed some lemon into his tea even though he would hate you for it. You walked back slowly, trying not to burn yourself or spill everything onto the floor.

“That stuff tastes so bad,” Taehyung sighed. You put the hot things next to his bed and put the back of your hand on his forehead.

“You’re burning up bad,” you sighed.

“Well, I feel cold,” he tried to sniff but he was so congested that it was useless trying. He reached for the tea and blew on the hot liquid before taking small sip. His face scrunched up in disgust and he looked up at you with wide eyes.

“Why jagi?!” he gasped. He coughed a few times and spilled the liquid onto the sheets.

“Tae! Be careful. And the lemon is good for you so drink all of it,” you scolded him.

“Ugh!” he groaned but continued to sip on the tea. “Will you at least cuddle me?”

“But… you’re still sick,” you shook your head.

“Jagi! I have no strength to drag you into this bed. Please?” he pleaded, giving you puppy dog eyes. You stared at his adorable expression for a minute before giving in.

“If I get sick you better take good care of me,” you warned him. You pulled off your jacket and slipped off your socks before climbing into the other side of the bed. You opened up your arms and let him rest his head on your stomach. You put one arm on his shoulder and the other played with his hair. You pulled the blankets farther up to keep him warm and turned on a movie on the TV in your room.

“I can’t see the screen,” Taehyung stated simply.

“Then go to sleep,” you teased him. You weren’t expecting him to listen though and his snores filled the room before you knew it. You knew the fever he had would make him tired but you didn’t know he could fall asleep so fast. You kissed the top of his head and brushed his hair out of his eyes, a bit happy that he fell ill because he was so busy and you could take care of him. He needed a rest from things and you were more than happy to help him rest.

Just Be Mine

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You find yourself in a weekend retreat because of your parents company and so does Park Jimin. Little did you know there was more to this week-end than politics and boredom.

Word count: 7665

Being your parents’ daughter wasn’t hard. They cared about you more than anything in the world and always did everything in your best interest. You loved them and they loved you, and it had been like that from the moment your were born. Being the daughter of one of the country’s most important companies’ CEO however, wasn’t such a pleasant task. It came with many benefits; there was no doubt about that. You lived well off and had more opportunities and experiences that most people your age could only dream of, and you were immensely thankful for that. Having to put with the expectations that came with it, however…

It wasn’t that your parents expected you to do or be anything other than yourself, but eyes were always on you and you had to maintain an image that reflected not only yourself but also your family and the company. Even if it was something you were groomed to do since the beginning, it didn’t come naturally for you and as hard as you tried you always ended up doing a mediocre job at it. Having to constantly to put a façade and play ambassador simply wasn’t a game you liked to play.

“Do I really have to go this time?” You whined to your mother as she helped you prepare your luggage.

“Honey… We’ve talked about this, it’s important that you come with us to these sorts of events… you already missed the New Years’ Gala! I can assure you’re going to have fun!” She tried to unsuccessfully cheer you up about the whole situation.

“But… Mom… it’s an entire weekend! Do I really have to…?”

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Hurts like a car crash

(Part seven out of seven of the apology)




physical suffering or discomfort caused by illness or injury.
“she’s in great pain”
synonyms: suffering, agony, torture, torment, discomfort More
careful effort; great care or trouble.
“she took pains to see that everyone ate well”

To say that {Y/N} was sacred would be an understatement, in fact, there was no word on the dictionary to define how she actually felt; that’s what was scary.
She was honestly at a crossroads, she knew that to her, Luke was her boyfriend, that was it. But as hard as tried to hide the existence of Calum from her; it failed.
She thought Luke liked her, but, not as much as Calum, he loved her, she knew that to be a fact, but she knew loving her best friend would be wrong.
{Y/N} sat in her black Range Rover trying not to cry, she hated crying, it made her feel weak.
While she attempted to fight back tears her phone began ringing; it was Luke of course, but she didn’t answer, deep down, she was afraid that if she had told him that she was pregnant he’d leave her.
She quickly hit decline then picked her phone up again.
{Y/N} couldn’t stand the silence, she needed someone to talk to but she didn’t know who.
She could call {Y/B/N}, sure, but she’d most definitely convince her to tell her where she was and then tell Luke; so no.
She could call her mom? But then her mother would ask who got her pregnant in the first place, and that’d be another story she’d have to explain, being that she told her mother the other day that things were going great.
There was only one person left, someone that she absolutely knew she could trust even in a situation like this; She decided to call Calum.
The call gave two rings before Calum decided to pick up, “Hello?” He asked; an obvious smirk on his face.
“Calum? Are you busy?” She asked while tying to sound as if she wasn’t crying.
“I’m never to busy for you baby girl, what’s wrong? You sound sad.”
She tried her hardest to wipe her eyes as vision began blurred by tears.
“I just, I just really need someone to talk to.” She spoke again, busting out into a fit of tears, “But-but I don’t want you to get mad at me.”
She sobbed.
“I could never be mad at you baby, where are you right now?”
“I’m at the park, the one broad street.” She whispered.
“Okay.” He spoke, “I’ll be there an a little bit.”
Luke was on the verge of destruction, he had called {Y/B/F}, and the rest of the guys to help find {Y/N} Calum of course was no help, complaining about the fact that he had other things to do than to find Luke’s run away whore; which pissed him off so he hung up.
Once the rest of the guys got to Luke’s they immediately started asking questions.
“Alright mate, when’s the last time you saw her?” Ashton asked.
“I-I-I-uh.” Luke tried to form words, but nothing would come out, only jammed up parts of a sentence.
“It’s alright Luke, take your time.”
He took a deep sigh before trying to speak again.
“It was before he doctors appointment.” He spoke, thinking about that moment.
The was her lips tasted like strawberries, and the how her hair smelled of her wild berry shampoo.
“Okay. Have you tried calling the office she went to?” Luke laughed aloud as he stared at Ashton.
“Yeah. It’s not like I’m a complete idiot.” He spoke. “He’s just trying to help Luke, calm down.” {Y/F/N} spoke, causing Luke to stand up.
“Yeah? Well who the hell says I need your fucking his help, huh?” Ashton reacted angrily, immediately standing up to be face to face with Luke.
“If I remember correctly it was you who called us here; something about a missing girlfriend?” Michael stood up as soon as Ashton said that.
“Alright guys, calm down and remember why we’re all here in the first place.” Michael said, trying to bring the tension down.
Luke gave another smirk before waving a hand in the air.
“I promise you mate, I'f it weren’t for the fact that {Y/F/N} was sitting right there, and that I’m trying to find my girlfriend, I’d beat your ass.”
Ashton laughed off his comment and sat down, Luke following suit.
“Hey, doesn’t {Y/N} have an iPhone?” {Y/B/F} asked. “Uh, yeah why?” A smiled appeared onto {Y/F/N} face as she pulled out her phone.
“I swear if guys actually used their brains it’d be a miracle.”
{Y/N} sat on the old brown bench that rest directly in front of the swings.
A smile appeared onto her automatically as she watched the play ground, adults taking turns pushing one another back and forth.
She began to wonder if that’s were she’d be one day, maybe with less drama but still.
Suddenly, being pregnant didn’t seem like such a big deal.
Before she could think about anything else someone behind her grabbed her shoulders.
“Hey kitten.” Calum’s voice rang behind her.
She let out a sigh of relief once she knew who it was.
“Hi” She spoke as she watched him take a seat next to her.
“Are you okay? You seemed really worked up earlier.”
“Yeah. Wait, no….” She stuttered undecidedly.
“You can tell me anything you know.” He spoke, looking at her, “Guess now that I bring it up I should follow my one rules.” He spoke lowly, probably assuming she would hear.
“What?” She laughed.
“Look {Y/N}, I don’t know what Luke told you about me. But I think he might have lied to you.” A thousand questions began to run through {Y/N’s} mind before she actually decided on one to ask.
“I-I don’t understand.” She stuttered.
He took a deep breath before opening his mouth again.
“{Y/N}, I’m your boyfriend. Luke was just-just a friend. You and I had got into an argument but-but that doesn’t change how I feel about you.”
Without a word Calum slammed his lips against her’s, and for a moment, she kissed him back.
She came to her senses immediately and jumped up from her seat and Calum stood up too.
“{Y/N}, calm down, you look angry.”
“No. I-I love Luke.” She she spoke before walking towards her car.
“Fuck” He cursed before following behind her.
“I can’t pin her location.” {Y/B/F} spoke.
The five of them had been trying for hours to find {Y/N}, but to no avail, “Thanks for trying guys. I guess I’ll just have to-” Luke was interrupted by someone pounding on the front door.
Luke gave the group a look before getting up to get it. He swung the door open to reveal an sad looking {Y/N}.
“Oh my god.” He spoke “Where the he-” He was once again interrupted, but this time it was by a hard slap that {Y/N} had delivered to him, causing his face to sting immediately.
The sadness that he thought he had seen was replaced with a cold dead stare.
“Your such a fucking lier!!” {Y/N} spat. Giving Luke a hard push backwards.
“Woah, okay, {Y/N} you need to calm down.” She gave another angry look before pushing past him and into their normally shared bedroom.
He gave the guys a quick look back, signaling for them to leave. And they got it.
“Hold on {Y/N}, let’s talk. First off where were you.” She looked at him with disgust before scoffing.
“I was at the doctors Luke.” She spoke plainly, standing in the middle of the bedroom.
“And?” Luke asked.
“Why do you care Luke? Oh, that’s right, you don’t. Your just lying to like you’ve been doing, and you’ve had me fooled this far.”
She tried to leave but Luke slammed the door shut and stood in front of it.
“What.the fuck.are you taking about?” He asked as he blocked the door.
For the third time today {Y/N} began to cry.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about Luke. You lied to me about who Calum was.” She spoke as she walked up to him.
“You told me he was my friend!!” She yelled, smacking his chest. “You told me he didn’t love me, you did!” She yelled again though tears.
“I-I thought you loved me.” She began to sob, falling into his chest “But I guess not-” Luke cut her off by slamming her lips against his softly.
“I’m so sorry.” He spoke through the kiss,
“I wanted you to be happy.” He spoke again. “And-and I thought happiness would be with me.” He brung his hands through the back of her shirt, running his long calloused finger tips on her spine as he started to kiss her neck.
“Luke.” She moaned, “We can’t.”
“He immediately removed his mouth from her neck, a small frown on his face.

“You love him; don’t you?”

“What? No.” She laughed.

“It’s just, I’m-we’re-Luke. I’m pregnant.”

“FUCK!!” Calum yelled as he hit the steering wheel. He thought for a moment that {G/N} actually loved him, he loved her, and was that so wrong? Having a feeling like that for someone? He thought about that’s as he drove through the poring rain.
He had somehow managed to stay sober for a while in, but that recorded had disappeared as he had made it to the closest ABC store for a Jack Daniels.
“I fucking loved her!!” He yelled again, putting the bottle to his lips.
The roads were slippery due to the rain, but Calum didn’t care. He was only concerned about {Y/N}. Suddenly his vision began to change, things started to move slowly and he could hear the cars behind him began to honk loudly.
“Oh fuck off mate!!” He yelled, sticking his middle finger out the window.
Calum could see the “Road repair” signs but decided to ignore them. Taking matters into his own hands he began to drive into them, laughing as he did so.
After driving for a little while longer he began feeling the car move slower, but he was on the highway.
“Great. A fucking flat.” He laughed, but kept driving. As his car drive slower cars began driving by faster then he could see, and soon his car came to a screeching stop; causing the cars behind him to slam into the back of him.
Calum of course wasn’t wearing a seatbelt.

anonymous asked:

i know we can credit this blessed hug to the amazing god Oh Sehun, however i fully believe that this all happened because you were at the concert, the ChanBaek queen. IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU GETTING TO SEE IT LIVE <3

Hello there darling~ <3 (to the anon who asked this pls read till the end if you can ^^) First of all, 





BASICALLY, I COULDN’T TAKE ANY VIDS BC I WAS SO SURPRISED AND I WAS JUST GAPING AND MY EYES WERE JUST WIDE AF AND I WASN’T EVEN ABLE TO SCREAM CHANBAEK/BAEKYEOL (unlike the fanboy behind me yes fanboy, who was screaming “ChanBaek” like there was no tomorrow)

But I srsly wasn’t able to say anything. I was just staring and thinking: “Did I just fcking witness one of the most glorious BaekYeol moment ever live?”

And upon realizing that I was:

Just kidding! (no not really I felt like crying and worshiping Oh Sehun right then and there but I can’t coz there’s still a bunch of songs left for the concert and I can’t be a crying mess just yet)

AND YASS THEN HERE’S COME THE DELULU ME. No BaekYeol text post created by me is delulu free so…keke

You know it’s weird bc Cy was resistant af and he’s smiling as if he’s super shy AND WHEN WAS CY EVER SHY TOWARDS INITIATING SKINSHIP WITH OTHER MEMBERS. His reaction srsly screams “What what what omg omg omg omg omg.”

And isn’t Bh and Cy rly close? They’re obv comfortable around each other and it was obv in their vroom vroom broadcast and they also said so themselves. SO there ain’t rly any reason to get embarrassed abt a simple hug when they’ve done similar stuff.

These also happened on cam so why weren’t they embarrassed to do skinship here? Did time change it? How so? They felt awkward after finding out that they’re being shipped with each other and that there r ppl like me who honestly considers that Bh and Cy might be something more than friends? Nuh-uh I think that’s not the case.

Bc hello? Would Bh and Cy keep being in the Vapp together and having interactions if they rly did feel awks when they know that can spark shippers’ delusions?

coz they did this during exo’luxion in manila too. The “forced and awkward hug” as anti BaekYeol ppl would call it wasn’t the only BaekYeol moment okiiee? Just, no. I don’t think Bh and Cy is that bothered abt being shipped with each other. If you wanna know why I think that’s the case read this.

And y’know Cy’s able to do skinship with Kai, Ksoo, Sehun, all the other members without an ounce of shame. But why in the world is Cy acting like he’s gonna do skinship with a fellow member for the first time when Sehun is bringing him and Bh to do a fake kiss which I think is a part of their exo’luxion perf but they usually do the fake kiss bet. Jongdae and Junmyeon (I think. correct me if I’m wrong)

But here comes the almighty Oh Sehun. It seems like he took notice of the big ass ChanBaek banner that the BaekYeol shippers in the PH created (God bless CBFUPH) and made an effort to display in their area. So maybe the Oh so generous Sehun thought “why not give them the pleasure to experience some fanservice?”

And y’know, if Bh and Cy just outright did the fake kiss without any hesitation then I would’ve fangirled so hard but I’d know that it was fanservice and it ain’t that special. Coz it may not be obv but I am still somehow rational. (a lil bit I think haha)

But anw~

they were supposed to do a fake kiss. Just ONE FAKE KISS which the other members could do with no worries but WHY WAS BH AND CY (esp Cy) BEING SO DAMN RESISTANT AND EMBARRASSED ABT IT. Bh and Cy’s reaction says a lot for me tbh.

Bc who tf gets shy for hugging a friend. Srsly who? And they’re the same gender what’s there to be so shy about? Bc they’re guys? Duh Bh and Cy hugs other members with no shame. And that’s srsly what irked me the most. WHY DID BH AND CY LOOK SO EMBARRASSED (in very diff ways)

In general, Cy isn’t rly shy. He CAN do fanservice with no worries seeing as how he acts like Kai’s fan and how he usually clings around Ksoo. And Bh is just plain fond of skinship bc it’s quite obv with how he does it with other members. 

But they were just so awkward (yes it was awkward I know) and shy when they were being dragged by Sehun to do a fake kiss or hug! And tbh the fact that they were awkward only made it more special for me. Bc being plain platonic friends would mean that they can hug easily and with no hint of awkwardness.

Coz we all know feeling awkward while hugging your friend would either mean u ain’t close with them, u had a fight with them, OR there is tension bet. u two that can only occur when one has feelings for the other. In other words, sexual tension. I AIN’T SAYING THERE WAS ACTUAL SEXUAL TENSION DURING THE HUG OKAY I’M JUST SAYIN’ THE POSSIBILITIES. CHILL! LEL


they SRSly HuGGE D eVEN IF IT waS JUSt FOR a sEC


Not to mention Bh pulled down his hat before he and Cy hugged. For what reason? To cover something? I THINK BH WAS EXPECTING HE AND CY WERE GONNA DO THE FAKE KISS LOL HS CRUSH MATERIAL AF. HNGGGSS.

Then Cy pushing Bh away bc it’s feels awkward hugging ur crush aye? No srsly I have no idea why Cy didn’t want to hug Bh that much. Fishy fishy~

Huhu and I saw it live. If you darlings saw it live the feels would be doubled up! I swear! Their chemistry in real life is so strong! I mean on cam it is already strong, but in real life, you’ll just realize why ppl ship them so much together bc once they’re beside each other it’s just so…UGHH!


I read this theory that Bh and Cy might have gotten a lil bit of a fight. And that the fight is most likely Bh’s fault. Sehun knew abt it and as the nosy maknae that he is, decided that he should make things even MORE awkward (or maybe hoping that they’d male up) by forcing them to hug.

Which is actually a tad bit believable bc Bh is being one clingy pup. And not to mention before the hug, Cy was the one who was turning away and Bh is just standing there.

And while they were hugging, Bh was kinda trying to hold on and Cy pushed Bh and acted like nothing happened. But that is just a theory I read and we don’t know if it’s real and I’m deluded…so yeah! HAHA

And ofc, let us all take a moment to appreciate our instigator, the almighty: Oh Sehun.

They were selling a bunch of these before the concert. There were KaiSoo ver. Hunhan ver. and BaekYeol ver. Each ver. has diff pics. The one Sehun is wearing is just 1 out of the 5(?) designs I saw for BaekYeol. I think it’s obv our country’s EXO-Ls are BaekYeol and KaiSoo trash HAHA.

Just look at our BaekYeol president. Isn’t he looking majestic and beautiful just doing his thing? And Bh is just there smiling to himself as if he’s abt to get a hug from his long time crush. Oh wait, isn’t that what’s rly happening? Kidding kidding keke. no not really :P

And a short info abt my experience in exo’luxion in Manila ^^ (u can skip this if u want)

I SUGGEST YOU DARLINGS GO TO VIP SEATED OR LOWER BOX. Or just anywhere just MAKE SURE YOU HAVE A SEAT. Bc if you think being in VIP floor means you get to enjoy the most, nuh-uh. I was in the VIP floor, I might be one of the closest ppl to the stage but I could barely see them! In the end, I needed to move to the back part where I won’t die of suffocation to at least see them. And see EXO live I did, but during certain times, I could only see their back.

Plus my legs hurt like hell rn bc I was standing for 3 hours straight as well as jumping around bc it was so fun like a party and even tho ur tired you’ll be hit by adrenaline and just start jumping around and screaming coz “Some awesome song which isn’t in their albums + Machine + Drop that + Run” was plain jumping and jumping courtesy of DJ!Yeol in a suit who was blond AND IS SUPER HOT AF IN REAL LIFE HIS BICEPS ARE THE REAL DEAL. Plus Cy was the most energetic amongst all the members in my opinion, he kept on encouraging fans to sing with them and to scream and he was also the one who threw in the most ad-libs.

And make sure to bring catchy stuff! When I was being suffocated at the front part of the VIP floor which is very near the stage Bh was dancing JUST IN FRONT OF US so I raised my fan with Bh’s face in it along with a lightstick and once Bh saw it he raised his eyebrows while smiling and dancing and I didn’t want to be delusional so I’ll just say that he looked at my direction and that was more than enough for me. If you guys wanna get a certain to look at your direction, know where he’s positioned and bring a catchy item so they’ll notice it! Bh is mostly at the right side btw bc I was there. Jongin picked up a chicken drumstick stuffed toy happily so just think of any good stuff! :D

And remember, it doesn’t matter if the members notice you or not (at least not for me) what matters most is that you enjoy the concert and to have fun! Don’t spend the entire concert taking pics/vids bc you always see EXO on screen! Put your gadgets down for at least one song and lose yourself for a moment bc I barely took pics/vids and I can honestly say I had the time of my life just watching EXO perform live and taking in the fact that I’m seeing the real boys I thought I can only see through screens. It was overwhelming and absolutely amazing.

But I still wished I could’ve been sitting down HAHA. And also, don’t forget to have a bottle of water with u bc u r gonna be thirsty af (literally) after screaming ur lungs out and jumping like crazy. All in all, it was fun! ^^ Although, it was kinda sad that yixing wasn’t there. Srsly I felt annoyed that he wasn’t with the other members but I needed to enjoy so I just sucked it up haha.

SILVER OCEAN! Which is wider btw I just wasn’t able to take a pic of it all.

SOOOOOO much confetti fell down during unfair and it was like snow it was sooooo beautiful and precious <3

that’s Bh. So HD I know. U can see Bh’s pores from my pic, thank me later.

That’s Bh and Cy. And again with my HD pics, u can thank me later.

Jk. So those are my low quality pics bc I didn’t take much and I was shaking haha. Okay that’s all, feel free to ask me if you have any questions! ^^

Lastly, to the anon who sent this ask. Thank you so much for sending me a message <3 and omg omg that is so nice of you to say! The hug happened bc I was there?? Nawwww although I think it was all thanks to the other Filipino CB shippers, I’ll just think that it did happen bc I was there haha.

And me? A ChanBaek queen? Dayum my ChanBaek queen is puppy store tbh (she was in the concert but I have no idea what she looks like) But thanks for thinking that darling! I’m beyond flattered by your words and I’m honestly touched that you’re happy for me, it means a lot bc I AM VERY happy that I saw the BaekYeol hug live TT___TT Thank you again, I love you~ and I hope you have a great day!

One last picture of Bh and Cy looking like two high school students who have a crush on each other so they feel extremely shy when their friend forced them to hug keke it is so cute! <3