Hoseok was really nervous for a special stage, but Yoongi was there to calm him
There was also the time Yoongi was almost in tears for Hoseok during the bungee challenge because he knows how terrified Hobi is of heights. He just kept encouraging him and reassuring he’d be fine
Comforting Hobi about the banana boat. He even said he’d save him lol
And of course the infamous ‘Crying Yoongi’ As I stated in a previous post, for Yoongi to so readily cry in Hoseok’s arms, and how quick Hobi was to embrace him, just goes to show that wasn’t the first time and that they are really close
2. The fanboying:
These two are each others biggest fan, and I love it. Yoongi has said 2017 is Hoseok’s year, and Hobi has said many times how highly he thinks of his ‘Favorite hyung’
Because really, what are words?
3. How Hobi always brings the life out of Motionless Min Yoongi. They are so dorky together lol
Hobi keeps a smile on Yoongi’s face
4.Somehow always near each other/with each other. ALWAYS
Sleeping/lying together seem to be their thing, along with secret dates
In rooms full of nothing but space, Yoongi thinks the best space is next to his SeokSeok
Caught bae slippin
The couple outfits: They are the kings of matching, and love when they do
The couple rings: They think they’re slick, but we notice lol
5. They ship themselves.
Like they used the boy love emoji, came up with their own ship name and took said name and turned it and their craziness into a sub unit lol
Bonus: Just some of my favorite moments
Smooth Yoongi, smooth…
Back that ass up Hobi, He’s ready 😂
My light and dark babies
What is love, if not the fact that Yoongi didn’t kill him after this? 😂
Tell me these don’t scream wedding photos. I’ll wait 😂
so cute! *squeals*
Food tastes better made with love
Most married couples can’t even do that XD
Or remember an anniversary 😂😂
And lastly, what ever the fuck this is. 😂 even being a Army vet, I still have no explanation for this. But hey, If they like it, I love it 😂
So there you have it, My thoughts on Hoe-seok and Yoongles. They make my lifue and I love them 😄
anon you sent me into a tailspin and i went and looked up more photos of zygote bangtan and SPECIFICALLY predebut photos and i screamed and laughed my ass off for a good 45 min, LOOK AT THESE LUMPS OF CLAY. THESE LIL TENDER MORSELS:
This pose is probably not staged and jfc the clothes and THAT angle make him looks so EXPENSIVE! HOW CAN SOMEONE BE THAT GORGEOUS?I JUST- WOW IM SPEECHLESS. THE HAIR IS PERFECT. THE JAW. THE LIPS. WOW EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS PHOTO SCREAMS PERFECTION.
phil lester sits criss-cross applesauce atop a world of his own creation and smiles. he stands in scuffed shoes and cares steady, holds consideration in gentle palms and offers it like the worst kept secret. jokes, delicate and airy, translucent flower petals and lavender blush and making the world a bit brighter. well meaning words settle whisper quiet into hearts, moulding them into something better, something softer. the rosy brightness of adoration blooms steady behind his eyes and glows for something good.
phil lester sits on his old bedroom floor and tells a camera about his day. ten years later he performs his last show on a worldwide tour, best friend by his side and tucks memories laced in silver and gold in his back pocket for safekeeping. he stumbles and a million hands reach out to balance and propel him forward. happy screams and photos and tweets and art and unadulterated love put down roots in his chest. vines creep across his ribcage and beat in a rhythm only he can hear, safecomfortablewarm. he locks it there, vivid and precious.
phil lester smiles, sunlit and breathtaking, the turn of his lips smeared on and dripping joy like a fingerpainting. he inhales colour and light and sound and exhales creativity, his fingers itch for something just out of his reach. mind floating away, barely there clouds dancing and wispy, and lying back among them and dreams about flying. determination is sharp in his veins and laces through his lungs like string tugging him along, do this make that write this down plan this out. add another rung and climb higher. he twists lovely things with clumsy fingers and adds another line to the autobiography titled how to make the stars appear dim next to this.
phil lester looks at the sky, twinkles wistfully and wonders if he could be up there. he doesn’t realise he’s been flying for years.
General Mustang is my ideal prince. And Riza’s saying “Sir, look at all these shippers who wanted to see our children, grandchildren and the entire family tree that started from us but have to deal with just this one photo”. I’M SCREAMING. (and yas, those mustachios deserved to be censored)
ANYWAY, this is the last screeshot redraw for now, BUT NOT my last Royai piece ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I have a little project in mind, let’s call it an illustrated fanfiction. So stay tuned if you wanna know more, or you better run away from here! ‘Cause my obsession just reignited ♥