time passes so quickly!

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Time passed by so quickly and we’ve watched you grow, mature, become million sellers, record breakers and achieve individual success. Thank you for remaining so humble, caring and loving to your fans worldwide like you did since day one. Thank you for bringing so much joy to our lives for the past 5 years and to many more years of happiness together! WE ARE ONE! 엑소 사랑하자! ♥

stardew valley gothic

• the time passes so quickly yet so slowly. it’s been a week, it’s been months, it’s been years. you do not age. nobody ages. the children don’t grow up. you start forgetting everything about your life before. you live here. you’ve always lived here.
• when it rains, you hear strange faraway howls and screams that fill you with primal terror. you never stay outside for long on rainy days.
• your crops grow within days. you plant seeds in the ground. ten days later, the fields are overgrown with corn.
• you find things when you dig in the dirt. roots, clay, stone. books. skulls that don’t look like they belong to any animal you know.
• there are only two channels on tv. the weather and the fortune teller. it doesn’t matter when you turn it on, the weather program is only just starting. “it will be sunny tomorrow” the weatherman says with empty eyes and a too-wide smile. you flip to the fortune teller’s channel. “the spirits are in a bad mood today” she says, “be careful”. you shiver, and decide not to go to the mines today.
• have you always been so strong? you can chop down a tree in minutes and you can carry hundreds of stones in your backpack.
• you wake up at exactly 6 every morning. you can’t wake up earlier, or later.
• sometimes your scarecrows are not planted where they were yesterday.
• you hear whispers in the old community center. you can almost see something indiscernable out of the corner of your eye. you bring offerings, hoping to appease the spirits.
• today it’s winter. you swear two days ago it was summer.
• the berries you found in the woods have a strange metallic taste. their juices stain your mouth red. you keep eating them anyway.
• nobody ages. nobody ages. nobody ages. what year is it?
• you keep bringing offerings in the old community center. honey, milk, wine, peaches, dead animals. there are never enough offerings.
• the fruit bats that live in the small cave near your house leave fruit for you. they bring you out of season fruit, exotic fruit, fruit that comes from halfway across the world, fruit that you’ve never seen before.
• the wizard granted you the power to understand the spirits that live in the old community center. now you wish he hadn’t.
• every night when you get home, you lock the door and close the windows. every morning when you wake up, your cat is somehow inside the house.
• the train passes through stardew valley sometimes, but never stops. you can hear howls coming from it.
• you try talking to the people in the village, but they always seem to be repeating the same things. “do you have any blueberries?”, asks lewis for the 14th time this month.
• there are things in the mines. don’t go into the mines.
• “we’re insulated from the rest of the world here” says demetrius. now that you think of it, you have never received a letter or a phone call from the outside world. is there even an outside world?
• there is a bath house, north of the town. there is never anyone there, but the electricity works and the water runs. when you enter the locker room, there is a bathing suit just your size waiting for you. the water in the big bath is milky. you can’t see the bottom. you enter it anyway. when you exit, you feel happy and energised. you have nothing to worry about. come back soon!
• the bus to calico desert is out of service. the road to calico desert is out of service. do not go to calico desert. do not ask about calico desert. do no think about calico desert. there is no calico desert.
• you are out late at night, gathering berries. at exactly two am, something knocks you out. you wake up in your bed the following morning. don’t think about it. go to sleep.
• you try staying up past two am the following night, only to be knocked out again. go to sleep. go to sleep. go to sleep.
• you have been here for a couple of weeks, or maybe for decades. nothing changes. you can’t die. you can’t die. you can’t die.

🍂Time passes by so quickly!! I can’t believe it’s already the start of a new semester!! :;(∩´﹏`∩); The beginning always feels a little daunting but hopefully everything will swing right back into routine soon! ✨(*≧∀≦*) ✨ I hope this school year is filled with new adventures and old friends 💖!!

they love each other, okay. 

song is “If I Could Fly” by One Direction

please do not repost anywhere else! 

all the love xxxx

-Dianna

[TRANS] STARCAST interview with BTS after Jungkook’s graduation

☞ BTS is still the same as they were then [back when Jungkook entered SOPA]. If there was something that has changed, it would be this graduation. Therefore, we will begin a mini interview that we prepared. 

“It seemed like just yesterday when I had entered [SOPA], so I think that time passes by quickly. Now that I have graduated, I feel that I need to act and behave more maturely and responsibly.” (Jungkook)

The members who watched Jungkook’s graduation probably felt different from anyone else.

“I went to all of the members’ graduations. But, for this graduation, it felt like some accident might happen and that a lot of people would gather, so we were a bit worried. It was a relief that it ended safely.” (Suga)

“I’ve seen Jungkook since he was 15 years old. It felt as if I was raising him for six years. He really seems to have improved a lot, so I’m proud.” (Jin)

One more thing that has changed. When Jungkook entered [SOPA], BTS were rookies. But, after three years have passed, they have now become Daesang artists. 

“After thinking about it, it’s really amazing. After the graduation ceremony ended and I was coming down, male fans were taking pictures of me while saying ‘Jungkookie-hyung.’ It feels like our fans have diversified?” (Jungkook)

BTS’ album release on the 13th is coming up. I wonder how they prepared.

“We are now in a time where we are moving from winter onto spring. I feel like [the album] will really match well with that vibe. [This album] will have [songs with] calm vibes as well as upbeat songs, it’s a very diverse gift set.”

“Every time an album comes out, it’s burdensome. We compose while thinking that every moment is important. It is now the beginning again. It will be okay as long as we work hard during promotions.” (Rap Monster, Suga)

Starting with the Gocheok Dome concert, BTS is also leaving for their world tour. They conveyed their excitement about the world tour ahead.

“Of course we are awaiting it. Especially for South and North America it’s been a long time. They are waiting for us with incredibly passionate energy. Therefore, we are more excited. We think it will be really fun.” (Jimin, Suga) 

After [Jungkook] paid, he turned around and left a supporting message for his friends* who are also graduating. 

“There will be those friends who go to university. There will also be those friends who become employed and go into social life. I hope that we can all work hard and set on foot towards each of our dreams. After experiencing social life, it seems that hard work pays off. Please fly together towards your dreams with Bangtan’s new song.”

*T/N: ‘Friends’ refers to those in Jungkook’s graduating class, not necessarily people he is friends with.

Trans cr: Kylie @ allforbts
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[translation] [From. #NCT_DREAM] #20170825 Thank you for celebrating our 1st Anniversary with us.

Mark: Even though we are unable to enjoy this moment anytime every single day, but the moment of our 1st anniversary came really fast. Before the time we have continues to pass by even quicker, let’s enjoy each day even more~ Thank you and thank you again =)

Renjun: Everyone has been witnessing our growth for the past 1 year! We will continue to become an NCT DREAM that is more outstanding! Thank you for your support for us all this while! Thank you! ❤︎

Jeno: Czennies everyone! I’m really thankful that you have been spending this 1 year with us! Let’s continue to meet each other and create good memories for a long time! Together! In addition, I will become a better Jeno! Thank you Love you~! =)

Haechan: Czenni–e!! We welcome our 1st anniversary with DREAM, thank you so much for all your love and care! We will become the DREAM, Haechan, everyone is proud of, we will continue to work hard! Thank you love you! ♡

Jaemin: Czennie~ Hello *^^* It’s Jaemin. It’s the 1st year anniversary of DREAM!! It’s unbelievable but I feel like time passed by so quickly..ㅠ.ㅠ It felt like DREAM just debuted yesterday.. Czennies, you will still love us no matter it’s 5 years, 10 years or 100 years right?! Czennies, I always miss you guys and I love you ❤︎3❤︎ NCT DREAM fighting from now!!!

Chenle: Dear NCTzen, thank you for your support for the past 1 year! We NCT DREAM will continue to work hard! Please give us a lot of support from now on alright~! ^^

Jisung: Each and every Czennie makes NCT happy~ Thank you so much for being with us for the past 1 year, I will always be Jisung PARK who is working hard! Thank you!! ♡x100000000000

Baby in the Tower

A Wattpad request. I do not own any of the Avengers or Bucky. They belong to Marvel. 

Warnings: brief mentions of death, fluff

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x fem!reader, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Pietro Maximoff, Wanda Maximoff. 

Originally posted by nerdyfandomimagines

“Hey,” Bucky’s soft voice made you look up. You were certain your eyes were bright red from all the crying you’d been doing. “You okay?” You shook your head and broke down in sobs again. Bucky got down on the floor next to you and wrapped his flesh arm around you. “It’ll be okay.” You nodded and leaned closer to him. You and Bucky had gotten really close since you were hired as a doctor by S.H.I.E.L.D. It was one less thing for Bruce to worry about.

               After crying for what seemed like days, you pulled away from Bucky and stood up. “I have to go pack. The funeral is in a couple of days. Try not to break yourself while I’m gone.” Bucky let out a soft chuckle at your attempt at humor. He watched you walk toward you room and sighed. He’d never seen you so down before. Then again, he imagined that’s how anyone would act if they just got news their sibling died. He just hoped you’d be okay.

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really not looking forward to work tomorrow so trying to keep the anxiety away with happy doodles of my mains

Could Have, Should Have, Did

Soulmate!AU Ushijima x Reader where everything you draw on your skin also appears on your soulmate’s skin.

Your first impression of your soulmate was far from ideal.

At the tender age of fourteen, you watched enviously as your friends gushed about the marks on their skin.

“Look! He drew me a flower!” One of the girls exclaimed as the others gathered around her, chattering excitedly.

“That’s adorable!” Another replied as she rolled up her sleeve. “My soulmate drew me a cat!”

There was a collective set of “aww”s as they jostled each other for a closer look.

“What about you, [name]?” One of your friends asked, having noticed how you hadn’t joined in on the conversation. “Did your soulmate draw you anything?”

Although you were quick to object,the way you had self-consciously tugged at the hem of your sleeve didn’t go unnoticed by your friends. With a conspiratorial glance, they overwhelmed you with sheer numbers and exposed the blemished skin of your arm eagerly before bursting out in peals of laughter.

“W-What is that?” A friend wheezed, succumbing to another fit of giggles when you shot her an angry glare.

“Actually!” Another was quick to chime in. “Man, I feel sorry for you, getting stuck with a  soulmate like that!”

“’I’m an idiot’,” mocked the third, repeating what had been scrawled messily across your arm much to your growing chagrin. “Who would write that on themselves?”

Once again, the three of them returned to their fitful chuckling, leaving you to tug down the sleeve of your sweater as your face blazed like a wildfire.

“S-Stop it!” You made a futile attempt at calming them down. “Why does it matter that much? Just leave it alone!”

When it became apparent that your friends had no interest in respecting your wishes, you huffed and tromped out of the room, more than willing to leave them to their own devices as you barricaded yourself in the bathroom. Without a pen, you made do with grabbing your mother’s eyeliner off the counter and scrawled a fierce reply onto your skin.

You… really… are… aren’t… you? 

Satisfied with your disdainful response, you hid the words under a layer of warm cotton, pushing them out of sight and out of mind.

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Title: Marriage is What Brings Us Together Today 

Pairing: SidLink

Tags: Marriage, Fluff, Sweetness, Kissing

Summary: The day has finally come! Prince Sidon and Link are about to be married. However, before the wedding can take place, there is a little tradition that must be held beforehand. Those involved in the marriage must meet before the vows are exchanged and reveal any information that might have otherwise be withheld. 

A/N: Thank you for the request, too-tsun!! I’m sorry this took so long! I ultimately chose marriage and hope you like it! 

This is also posted over on AO3 so if you’d like to read it there! Reblogs, comments and kudos are very much appreciated! 

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He was 50% certain that there was a 100% chance of him projectile vomiting.

Lying flat on his back, Link stared up at the ceiling and tried very hard to quell the insane whirling of nausea revolving in his stomach. The light, modest breakfast he had eaten just an hour past was turning on him, maliciously attacking his insides in a desperate attempt to be free of the confines of his stomach. Zelda had, thankfully, brought along some kind of sweet tasting medicine that was supposed to help out with ailments such as the one he was currently suffering from but it hadn’t kicked in quite yet.

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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes

Word Count: 2,589


“C'mon Shawn! I wanna be there as soon as the gates open!”

She bounced up and down impatiently on her toes, filled with incredible impatience as she waited for her boyfriend to come out of the bathroom. Patience is a virtue and usually she had plenty to spare. He had even told her once that she had the patience of a saint while a delayed flight meant they ended up in an airport somewhere for hours on end. Shawn, however, was not blessed with bucket-loads of this virtue and grew bored after an hour. From her position in the doorway, she could see him playfully roll his eyes with a bemused smirk on his face as he sprayed on some cologne. Her impatience faltered for a moment as the familiar scent of him wafted in her direction.

“Alright, alright! I’m coming, jeez!” he exclaimed jokingly as he shooed her out of the bathroom. That’s all it took for her to dart back into the hotel room, grab her backpack and rush out of the room. A low chuckle told her that he was following her and she didn’t need to turn around to know that he was probably shaking his head at her excitement.

“So you’re telling me that - even though you’ve travelled so much - you have never even once been to Disneyland?” she asked him as they drove towards their destination, the pure disbelief evident in her voice.

“Nope, not once. I’ve never really had enough time when I’ve been near one” he answered sneaking a glance at her before his gaze reverted to the road. It was no surprise to her that Shawn had a ridiculously busy schedule but she thought if she were famous, she would be a diva when it came to freeing up her itinerary to stop by the one place she had always dreamed visiting.

It quickly became clear to Shawn that this was a bigger deal to her than he had originally thought when she plugged her phone in and blared a Disney soundtrack through the speakers, singing along animatedly. Sure, he liked Disney movies as much as the next guy and was never bothered when she insisted on watching Frozen for movie night for the hundredth time (he had a soft spot for Princess Anna, but she didn’t need to know that). But he couldn’t deny that he was surprised when she faultlessly sang along to several characters’ lyrics at once while One Jump Ahead played or when she squealed each time she saw the distance on road signs to the theme park gradually decreasing. The second her trainer-clad soles hit the asphalt (she was taking no prisoners today and sore feet were absolutely not on the agenda), she grabbed his hand and practically ran along the travelators from the car park. He reassured her that they were early and she grinned sheepishly, saying she just got excited. Besides, his legs were so much longer than hers that she would have to sprint for him to even need to break out into a jog to stay with her. His stature often came in handy in large crowds - if she somehow got detached from him, she could guarantee that she could easily spot his curls above everyone else given the fact that he was usually taller than 95% of the crowd. There wasn’t much of a chance of that happening though since his hand always had a firm grip on hers. Plus, he was always checking behind him to make sure she was alright.

He had a feeling that a firm grip on her hand wouldn’t cut it today, that maybe he would need a leash on her to have some hope of keeping tabs on her. He could practically feel the electricity of her giddiness buzz on his skin - she was brimming with energy. A ball of pure, unadulterated excitement. When they reached the turnstiles, they could hear the faint cheery music beyond the threshold and he was sure she was going to combust. Nothing could have prepared him for the moment they entered the park. She didn’t squeal, she didn’t cry, she didn’t babble uncontrollably like part of him had expected her to.

Mouth hung open slightly, she slowly walked out onto the red brick street of Main Street USA and looked around with awestruck eyes as she drank everything in. This wasn’t the girl that casually sang along to Love Is An Open Door with him on his couch as she rested her head on his shoulder. This was her younger self living vicariously through her. No - this was just her and he was watching a childhood dream come true in front of him. Unable to resist, he walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. Anchoring her back to the ground, he spoke in her ear.

“Well, is this everything you’ve ever dreamed of?” he said quietly leaning around her slightly to gauge her reaction. She nodded almost imperceptibly with her mouth still agape. He swallowed the urge to kiss her. Too soon, too many kids around he thought.

“Everything and more” she breathed as her eyes landed on the castle in the distance, sandwiched between Minnie’s Candy Shop and The Market House Delicatessen. She almost asked Shawn to pinch her as he smiled and settled for a kiss on the top of her head instead. Leaving her side for a moment, he walked towards an old-time newsstand filled with brochures.

“Then what are we waiting for?” he returned to her with a map of the park in his hand. “Let’s go!”

It was like holding a flame to a firework. She needed no encouragement and was gone like a shot. First on the list was Space Mountain and she had somehow coaxed him along and convinced him that it was never too early in the morning for a rollercoaster in the dark. Begrudgingly, he found himself sat next to her with a safety barrier around his shoulders as they listened to the countdown for blast-off. Afterwards, she laughed as she stood on tip-toes to ruffle his curls that stood up wildly on his head from the G-force of the ride. She laughed even harder when they viewed their photo only to realise that his hair was almost flattened back against his head and his teeth were bared in a half-smile half-scream. Despite also being in a fit of laughter, she noticed the tinge of pink colouring his cheeks and her heart lurched.

“You look so cute in it” she said fondly as she smiled up at him. She loved it when he blushed. “You definitely look better than me!”
They burst into another round of laughter as they looked at the frantic deer-in-headlights look on her face again.

Lunch consisted of crêpes drenched in Nutella while they rushed to make the next showing of a live stunt show. A meticulously planned schedule was inevitably interrupted when she spotted a Meet & Greet with Princess Tiana which set them back about twenty minutes but it was worth it for the photograph and the look on her face. Another considerable amount of time was spent in one of the stores in Adventure Land trying to decide which pair of Minnie Mouse ears she should buy - classic red bow with polka dots or an entirely sequinned pink pair? She insisted that it was a dilemma and after much debate, she settled on classic red. But she couldn’t leave without buying Shawn a Toy Story cowboy hat, of course. Pretending to shake his head in disapproval as he sported the hat, he couldn’t help but marvel at how adorable she looked wearing the Minnie Mouse ears. Absolutely worth the trouble, he thought.

Hours slipped away in what felt like minutes as they shot at aliens to help Buzz Lightyear defeat Emperor Zurg, screamed some more on Big Thunder Mountain and wandered aimlessly lost in the Alice in Wonderland maze. The sun began to drop in the sky and painted it a vibrant shade of orange as they spun lazily on the teacups. Delighted screeches and laughter of the kids around them filled the air as they spun the wheels to go ‘faster, faster!’. Leaning his elbows on the wheel between them, he smiled at her as the setting sun did the thing that she loved the most: setting his brown eyes ablaze into a radiant shade of auburn. A curl hung low on his forehead and the sight of him in front of her caught her more off-guard than anything in the park had all day. And that was really saying something.

“Where do you wanna go to eat, princess?” he asked with a cheeky grin. She had almost broken out of her reverie that she was already deep in until he uttered that pet name and sent her crashing way down into the centre of the Earth. Six feet under. She imagined burying herself under the soil. Goodbye, cruel world, she thought, and screw you, Shawn, for that one time you called me princess. Clearing her throat and shaking her head in an attempt to collect her scattered thoughts, she tried her best to be nonchalant but his smile never faltered letting her know her lacklustre efforts were in vain.

“Planet Hollywood?” she suggested, her voice a little too high and she cringed. Although she was hopelessly flustered, it gave them both an oddly warm feeling to know that he still had that affect on her after all this time. Hand in hand, they strolled to Downtown Disney and the lights began to gradually blink to life as dusk settled on the park.

“Okay but we have to be back for the parade and the fireworks” she said with urgency.

“We have plenty of time, the parade doesn’t start for another two hours. Don’t worry” he reassured her, chuckling slightly but giving her hand a squeeze. Running on sugary treats and adrenaline will only get you so far so they wolfed down burgers and fries, letting out a satisfied hum or a ‘this tastes so good’ mumbled around a mouthful of food every so often. Once the feral stage of hunger had been quelled, they debated which movie each item from all the movie memorabilia surrounding them was from over another round of drinks. Lost in their own world, time continued to pass unnaturally quickly (or so it seemed) and they found themselves jogging back to the park despite the stitches brought on by their burger-filled stomachs.

“I swear if we miss this parade I will kick your ass, Mendes” she huffed out as she slowed her pace to a hurried walk but her chest continued to heave.

“Ah, the happiest place in the world eh?” he laughed nudging her with his elbow. They found a viewpoint for the parade on Main Street USA in front of an emporium and they caught their breath. Aware of the families of young children around them, he dropped his voice so only she could hear him. “For the record, you couldn’t kick my ass no matter how hard you tried.”

Shooting him a death glare, she knew all he would have to do was hold out an arm against her head as she would thrash her arms futilely in his direction and it would be game over. But she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of having that admittedly hilarious mental image for that comment though it seemed her dirty look alone gave him enough amusement. The lightning-fast change in her expression when the fanfare and music started was comical and he was afraid that if he smiled any more that day, his face would surely break. Mickey Mouse’s unmistakable voice filtered through the speakers asking visitors to clear the parade route and enjoy the show. The palpable electrical buzz he felt from her was back and she looked happier than most of the kids on the street. The footpaths quickly became crowded as the parade music started and the sweet smell of cotton candy and marshmallows wafted from the numerous candy shops. As the first float made its way down the street, she stood on her tip-toes and huffed out a frustrated breath. Shawn noticed and looked down at her to realise her view was blocked. Suddenly, his arms were around her waist and she was hoisted atop a nearby old-style mailbox.

“Better?” he asked looking up at her and keeping an arm around her waist to steady her. She could see above the rows of people in front of her perfectly. Beaming down at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck. “Much.”

The colours and lights of the parade floated by. Characters in full costume bent down to high-five kids lining the streets and the atmosphere was so joyful and heart-warming that she let herself believe for a moment that there was more good than evil in the world, even as the Cruella de Vil and Gaston passed by. Getting deep and philosophical about life in Disneyland of all places almost made her laugh but it put her at ease. Pressing a kiss to the mess of curls on top of Shawn’s head, she smiled contently to herself and allowed herself to be a little girl again for just a little while longer. Eventually, the parade ended and the crowd gushed out onto the street as the castle burst into life. Light projections made Tinkerbell appear on the front door as the first burst of fireworks erupted from behind the castle. A variety of beloved Disney characters flashed across the outer walls of the pink brick building as a corresponding track from their soundtrack blared from the speakers, the bass and crackling of the fireworks thrumming through her chest. It was an overwhelming experience. The good kind. She sang along to Friend Like Me and wiggled her hips along as the Genie coated the castle in a shade of blue. Shawn watched her in amusement, swearing that he had brought a child with him. That thought was quickly forgotten when the music transitioned into Love Is An Open Door and they exchanged a knowing glance while the young girls in the audience grew increasingly excitable.

“It’s crazy, we finish each other’s-” he started.

“Sandwiches” she finished.

“That’s what I was gonna say!” he said in mock shock in perfect time with projection Hans, splaying a hand across his chest. Throwing her head back in laughter, she had to raise a hand to readjust the mouse ears on her head. The fireworks finale lit up the sky in amazing technicolor and the sparks reflected in her eyes. Grateful for the loud noise of the exploding fireworks, Shawn gushed out a breath at the sight - she was beautiful. And he swore he could see tears welling up in her eyes but she insisted she ‘never cries’ so he decided not to tease her about it and gaze at her for just a moment longer before pressing his lips against hers. Breathing out a muffled giggle against his lips, she reciprocated and wrapped her arms around his neck to try and bring him closer (or lower, given the height difference). Pulling back but still brushing her nose against his, she whispered a ‘thank you’ keeping both hands either side of his face. A smile spread across his face for what he was sure was the millionth time that day.

“Anything for my princess.”



A/N: Have you ever been overloaded with the most fluff ever? YOU HAVE NOW. Okay, so I’m the most unromantic person ever but Disneyland is my second home hence the fluff fest that you just witnessed. This isn’t a descriptive as I would’ve liked it to be but I was trying to portray it as accurately as possible and failed miserably because you can’t ever describe Disneyland accurately. So, please let me know what you thought! x

Under One Condition: Chapter One

Originally posted by amsimaria

So, this is the first fic I will have posted. Go easy on me aha.

I hope you enjoy it!!  I recommend reading the parts in order. :)

I will continue to uplaod weekly, if not this fic, one of the other four currently active. thank you!

This fic is a Jimin x reader, featuring Taehyung.

warnings: mature content, smut, kinks, swearing

Chapter List:

Chapter one            Chapter two           Chapter three           Chapter Four      Chapter Five (In progress)

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(Chapter One)

You nervously tapped the edge of the table as you waited, checking your phone every now and then. He was late, with not even a text to explain or comfort you. Taehyung had never been late for one of your meet ups before, and you’d known each other since the early years of school. This seemed odd to you, and you started to feel extremely anxious. 

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Crave ❖ Kai scenario (request) PART I

Anon requested: Can u please do a Jongin CEO scenario thanks I’ll cry

Word count:1553

Admin- Luna

Style - Part 1: angst // Part 2: ;)

*this gif is not mine, credits to the owners*

“Tell me. Just talk to me! I need answers!

You’re mad, he’s cold. The only way you can find to describe your current situation with your husband.

You really don’t understand how things have turned like this through the years, you would like to figure at what point your relationship started to fall down, even though you two seemed so close and in love at first. 

 You would like to fix it all, but you know that maybe you’re not strong enough. The weight is too heavy, especially because you feel he doesn’t care the same. He’s not interested anymore.

I really don’t know, Y/N. Maybe, it’s just a phase.” Chanyeol runs his fingers through his hair, as always, but his eyes, his whole expression is cold enough to chill your entire being.

You don’t believe him. It can’t be “just a phase”, and you both know it.

Then, why don’t you break up? 

Is that because you’re too afraid of living alone after all that time? Or is that because of money? You know you both don’t gain a lot, and it would be difficult if you didn’t share your salaries.

Perhaps, you cannot admit that you still love him as hell, although he doesn’t seem to feel the same anymore?

You used to cry every day, but as time goes you’re starting not to feel anything more, just like him. When you come back from work you don’t even dine, you just drag your feet until your bed, and lately it’s getting difficult even to sleep.

The situation is desperate, and you don’t know how to deal with that anymore.



You’re starting to feel even more stressed because of work, and this doesn’t help your depression at all; In your company, you are in charge to manage the international relations, since you are one of the few people who actually speaks english really fluently, and you are now organizing a long and tiring business trip to the States with the new CEO.

So these days everyone in your office and in your company in general is excited to know who the new CEO will be, now that the old one just retired. Everybody thinks it will be his son, the smart and cool Kim Jongin: you already saw him a couple of times, and you know he’s just a few years older than you, but you actually don’t care a lot about him; you just hope the trip won’t take long and once you’ll come back home, you will fix the situation together with Chanyeol.

I already know him pretty well,” you hear one of your younger colleagues talking about Mr. Kim. “I’m sure he will help our company a lot to make it raise again and pay off our debts. He’s so intelligent, and his looks are no joke.” You smile and shake your head hearing that, already imagining what kind of superficial ass person he will be. That’s just how businessmen are, after all.

The day of the presentation ceremony finally comes: as expected, a suit-dressed Kim Jongin is sitting in front of the employees and the journalists, and you have to admit that he’s not that bad. At all.

You even find yourself staring insistently at his tanned skin, meaty lips, dark and deep eyes, and when he looks back at you, you start blushing and you look away like a teenager with some hormonal crises.

Just stop it, Y/N. He’s your boss, and you have a husband. And a dignity.

After the ceremony ends, you get to know him personally: you do a formal handshake, but you don’t feel really comfortable with his black eyes pointed so directly on you. Your heart races a bit, and suddenly ices when you see the way he’s eyeing you from head to toes,with a cheeky and totally unexpected side smile. You smile back, even though you feel kind of disrespected right now, and that’s official: you don’t like him.



The day of the departure comes so fast, and you barely finished your program. You’re already tired and you still haven’t arrived to New York.

You say goodbye to Chanyeol before going to the airport, kissing him after a long, long time, and you feel something is not okay, besides you two. There is something stranger that doesn’t make you feel alright when you get close to him, but you convince yourself it’s just an impression.

Everything will get better at my return. Just wait for it, Park Chanyeol.

The flight goes better than expected. It’s just you and Mr. Kim in his private jet, and you try to make a conversation during the rare moments you’re both awake, so that you now know a bit of his character, which is more complicated than expected. He likes to study people’s attitude, asking them personal questions about things they like and following carefully the way they move; he doesn’t seem to care about what do you own, or where do you usually spend your vacations. His attentions are totally addressed on your personality, and you low-key appreciate it.

You almost feel like, at first, you were wrong about him.

Once arrived, you immediately show him the whole trip program, and you start to feel a bit pressured knowing you two will have to stay stuck to each other all the time, “You’ll be my personal translator, Y/N. I trust blindly you and your english skills. Don’t leave me even for a single second.” says, again looking at you so intensely. His facial expression is serious and determined. You nod nervously and start walking fast toward the huge hotel in front of you. You don’t know how you will survive, but you need to.

Time flies at the Big Apple; the first three days pass so quickly thanks to all the meetings you two are having every day, and talking two languages at the same time continuously tires you a lot.

Plus, your CEO always tries his best to make you feel uncomfortable, keeps on staring at you, your hands, and sometimes even your mouth when you’re talking with someone. You need all your self-control not to yell at him to stop with this behavior, but you’re not even sure you’re understanding his intentions well. Gosh, he’s so confusing.

At the end of the fourth day you feel so shattered and all you want to do is just to drink. You didn’t imagine the whole thing to be this hard, and you need to let out all you deepest feelings: first of all, you’re worrying so damn much about your husband. You would like to know what is he doing right now and his rare and short texts are not helping at all.

One, two, three shots… at some point you stop counting them and just swallow the strong liquid without even thinking. “one more, please.”

The same also for me, thank you.”

You suddenly turn your head hearing that deep voice behind you, and you fast translate the phrase to the bartender: Jongin just entered the pub you were in and he’s now looking at you in that state. You know your eyes are red and swollen, and you noticed dark circles around them when you looked in the mirror of you room before. Your hair is a mess and the lipstick is basically gone. But, perhaps because of the alcohol, you don’t care at all.

What happened, Y/N?” he swallows his shot and coughs a bit after that, “You don’t look… like… okay.”

Oh, how did you notice?” a voice inside your head is now yelling at you for have said that to your boss, but you don’t give a shit, and he neither. “Well… here’s the fact. My dumb ass husband has been acting like he doesn’t know me anymore since some months ago. He doesn’t talk to me, he refuses to have sex, and justifies it saying it’s just a phase, but it’s not. Now, don’t ask me the reason, because as you can see,” you say, pointing your index at your face, “I still didn’t figure it out, and it’s destroying me.” you pronounce the last phrase with a broken voice, even tho you really wanted to remain calm and look strong.

At first, Mr. Kim doesn’t say anything. He just stares at you, as always, but the usual light you see in his eyes has now faded a bit. “I am really,” he softly puts his hand right on yours, “really sorry to hear this, Y/N.” and he actually looks like it. You should be surprised of his action, but you cannot think so well in your conditions. Right now, you’re forcing yourself not to cry in front of him.

He gets even a bit closer to you, always keeping his usual eye-contact. “I would like to make you feel better… but I don’t know how…” his voice is now almost a breathe and has become even deeper than normal. The atmosphere is so intense, and you can feel the danger from skin to bones.

You would like to let it go and follow your instinct, just abandon yourself for a second. His strong presence and aura, combined to the alcohol effect, have both now stunned you so bad.

You start to get closer and closer…

A/N

Holy Jisoos, I cannot believe I actually made it. It’s 2:45 am rn but I HAD to finish this first part, I wanted it with all my hearteu ;-;

I’m sorry if you waited a bit longer for your request, but I wanted to make sure it was as I wanted it to be. (does this even make sense? I don’t think so)

Let me know if ya’ll liked it, it’s so important for me, and

STAY TUNED FOR PART II: SMUT & PLOT TWISTS ARE COMING. 

goodnight!  ❥Luna.


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Shim Changmin to Jung Yunho

To the world’s strongest dancing machine Yunho-hyung,

Hi~ hyung, who am I, I’m the ‘Choikang-debut’ (and a bunch of descriptives that OP didn’t manage to catch), your dongseng, Changmin.

At an happy occasion such as this where we get to be together with our fans, and with hyung looking so happy! Yet, I’m forced to share my feelings to hyung in front of all these people, oh, no, it’s to confess, because I deeply love him. But I can’t help but feel a bit annoyed at SM Ent for making me do it, because as hyung knows, I’m shy in front of strangers. But despite feeling embarrassed and put on the spot, I’ve decided to gather my courage and wrote this letter.

We’ve known each other for almost sixteen years now, although so many things have happend in between, I was able to continue to this day because I conquered it all with hyung. We’ve had many days of happiness, we’ve also had a lot of tiring times, no? So that’s why I believe that it’s because I see my big bro who is by my side always embracing everything with your passion and always putting in the most effort that I was able to continue til today.

Everytime I feel the burning of your passion, it feels like a bubbling oil field from beneath the ground, like an oil field in Texas USA… ah… actually, huyung’s massion is even more incredible than that.

Why? Because oil fields dry up eventually, but hyung’s passion is inexhaustable like energy from the sun. So amazing, my handsome hyung (heart❤)

I’m joking, but in truth as long as I’m with my hung who is so much more innocent, more passionate and more kind-hearted than I am, I believe that we can walk together a further, sparkling future!There are too many things I am thankful to you and my gratitude is too great to put into words, even though I knew this beforehand, but I believe that with hyung there’s nothing we can’t accomplish. So hyung is the most amazing hyung! (hoho^O^).

Ok this embarrassing letter is approaching its end. Hyung, don’t get sick in the future, stay healthy! We’re no longer at that age anymore, so don’t dance so much okay? Even though your passionate stage manners and imposing aura is important, but that kind of passion is too much burden. Our bodies, in specific my body is frail, I’m already worried that it might be falling apart. Even though hyung is a solid and a real manly man, but please don’t forget that I’m a frail and tender, will get blown over by a gust of wind, glass-made Seoul-boy.

No matter the time, let’s always be like the way we are now, a group who will expand out of Asia and aim for the world with best stage and best music, all in all, hyung is the best, absolutely handsome, that is all.

2017 September 24, 

The practice was supposed to start at but hyung is late so am writing a letter instead at 6.02pm and waiting for hyung, Changmin 

P.S.: This life I’m going to exhaust my all til the very end, come next life, maybe we can distribute some of that passion to others, I’m not opposed to reliving this life (shy #∀#)

Jung Yunho to Shim Changmin

To the adorable Chandolla:

Writing a letter like this, it’s a bit embarrassing. Though I’m not good with words, but being able to read the letter out on stage, it’s a new experience.

These fourteen years, no, including trainee era is sixteen years now. We met each other as high schoolers, and the time has passed so quickly. The first time I met Changmin you were still innocent, and all this time, be it hard, or happy, crying, or laughing, you always stood silently by my side, I’m so~ thankful.

Actually, our styles are not the same, and personalities are different as well, us two being TVXQ together is not an easy thing, but when I’m with Changmin, there are always more happy days than hard and trying ones.

When faced with times of adversary, there’s no despair, you always continue on silently in your own way. As time pass I’ve come to understand that this is the real you, who shares the same values as me, and even during hard times always act like it’s fine. Hyung is not very good at expressing feelings, so even if it’s embarrassing, I wouldn’t have made it on my own, because you were there, I was gained so much more strength.

2010 at the CB stage in SMT, was probably the most nervous time bar none, when I held your hand, I had felt, maybe the two of us can set foot on a new path.

Before army service at the Japanese live, I cried like a child, That time, you patted my back and comforted me, right? Changmin seems to have become more dependable than hyung, you make me grow in ways like a rival would, stays by my side like my family would, calming me, looking at you who forces me to turn and re-examine myself, I feel like I’ve grown as well.

TVXQ is almost 14 years old. We who have grown up in the army seem to have become more mature, from now on let’s continue being the charismatic TVXQ, ok? 

Thank you, love you, Changmin-ah! 


170930 Your Present in Seoul

*** translated from a fan who went to live and transcribed their letters to chinese***