16. What is your favorite hair color for each member?
namjoon - blue/silver
(picture material bc why not)
seokjin - dark brown/black
yoongi - pink? turquoise? silver?? BLACK?? IDK
/sighs/ so cute
hoseok - just part his hair and i’m happy light brown or black/dark brown
jimin - the jimin colour aka orange ooor black
taehyung - blond. i’m weak for blond tae, don’t ask
jeongguk - light brown/dirty blonde/whatever you wanna call it
22. Your favorite photo of each member?
lmao i’m gonna spend an hour answering this ask bc i keep getting distracted by pics of the boys (i have so many favourites jfc)
(let’s settle on recent favourites. i won’t finish this otherwise)
33. Who’d win in a dance battle? Jin or Namjoon?
they’ve both improved so much buuuuuuut i think namjoon would win
49. What kind of concept would you like to see in the future?
anything the boys want to do (tbh it’s nice that they feel comfortable/confident enough to share their personal stories/struggles, and it’d be wonderful if they continued expressing their feelings through songs)
Alrighty so, I’m going to take this to mean a literal flesh wound
I think Oliver doesn’t have many scars on him, one above his left rib from falling off his bike one summer, and another one that’s more faded on his lower back from a surgery he had one time. He’s not ashamed of them in any way, and they don’t hold any big significance because they are from inconsequential events.
Connor does not have many either, but he has two on his back, one on his upper back just under his neck, and on the side. He got them when he got in a literal fight with a then boyfriend of his. It started out as a shouting match and then the ex had enough and pushed him into the wall where a very sharp decoration hung. It ripped through his skin and gave him those. Thankfully, they weren’t deep, but those spots will be permanently pink and fleshy. The other guys he’s been with avoid touching those spots like the plague, giving him looks of disgust after seeing them. He was worried of what Oliver would think of them. He noticed them first time they made love, like really made love. When they were through, lying there together, he saw them when Connor turned around.
“What happened here?” he whispered
“N-nothing,” replied Connor.
“Can I…can I touch them?”
Connor’s breath hitched, but he moved so he was lying on his stomach. The way Oliver’s fingers made the lightest and gentlest of touches over them, the way that he didn’t flinch or sneer at them, made Connor burst into tears then and there. No one ever made an effort to understand them, until Oliver.
I’m not really okay today. After a 5 week battle in the ICU, I lost my grandma last night. After coming home from the hospital around 2am, sleep wasn’t going to happen. My body hurt from crying and my mind was racing while I tried to lay quietly. And I missed missed missed my grandma. But it was too dark and I wanted light. I wanted to see the sun. Two minutes to log on, and there it was. Beorn carried me along all the beaches and up the hills and we followed the sun.
Star Stable Online has helped me through so many things in the last two years. When my herniated disc was crushing my sciatic nerve so terribly last October-February and I couldn’t even walk more than a few minutes, leaving me couch and bed bound my life on pause, SSO gave me the ability to explore and adventure. During my dad’s mother’s battle with lung cancer at the same time, SSO gave me an outlet for my depression. Even if I couldn’t get up and do the most basic thing or help at her house, at least I could help in this fantasy battle against a squid demon and max my horses. That was enough fulfillment to get me through physical therapy and back to life. This community gave me the human interaction I desperately desired as well as give me some amazing, loving friends to cherish.
I told Lea last night, this game makes me feel free. I have Gwendolyn to take me away to somewhere else, and my pixel pons to carry me upward and forward and downward. It probably seems strange, but this game means so much more to me than just a game. It’s given me so much joy and comfort. Even when I take breaks and the game goes through dry spells, I think I’ll always come back to Jorvik. There is a whole lot of good there and it’s special to me. I’ll need it again this week.
Me, writing a jot of a fan fiction because I couldn't write a decent fan fiction to save my life
I adjusted my backpack, which of course, contained the skull. I was ready to head out when Lockwood jogged up to me “Sorry, I wanted to lose George” I replied with one of those things that are supposed to be chuckles, but are more like heavy breaths. He tucked my hair behind my ears, planted a kiss on my forehead and said “Be careful, I love you.”
“I will, I promise” I replied, and awkwardly I added “Love you, too.”
Then I stepped off into the misty night.
“i summon an image of a cockroach, but like–it’s wearing a dress and has a little bow, it’s a pretty lady cockroach for him and…well, no, that’s heteronormative, i don’t know what he prefers–i summon whatever kinda cockroach he wants and is into.”
guys please please PLEASE listen to The Adventure Zone the boys are so goddamn wholesome and important