#certain someone wanna see aegis laughing

[rederla]

Laughing Aegis! xD

come and get it, minato-san! L-O-L

[ragingbookdragon]

Don't Bleed Me Then Push Me Away

Kyle Rayner x Batbrother One-Shot

Word Count: 2K Warnings: Explicit Language, Angst

Author's Note: Based off this ask about Batbro being a Lantern! Enjoy! -Thorne

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He burst through the door leading out to the roof, one arm wrapped around the man’s back, the other slamming the door shut. Huffing, he set him against one of the overhead vents before hurrying back to the door, yanking something from his belt. He shoved it against the door frame, just at face height and clicked a button, watching a red-light flicker on.

Sprinting back over, he knelt in front of the man who was moaning lowly, pawing at his side; he grabbed the hand. “Kyle, babe, don’t.”

“It hurts,” he moaned, dropping his head; he tugged the jacket away from his side, eyes widening at the crimson blooming larger and larger. “Oh God, I’m gonna bleed out.” He looked up, meeting his eyes. “(Y/N), I’m bleeding out.”

(Y/N) shook his head. “You’re gonna be okay.” Pressing a finger to his ear, he shoved the other against Kyle’s side. “Black Ops to Batman, come in.”

I read you, Black Ops. What’s your status?

“Not good. Green Lantern’s down and I’m not looking too hot either.” A blast sounded from below, on one of the floors beneath them. “We’ve got incoming enemies from the lower floors.” (Y/N) craned his neck, peeking over the side of the building before ducking again. “Tanks are in the courtyard.”

I’m sending the Batplane to your position.

“Negative Batman, anti-aircraft missiles were spotted earlier.” He breathed heavily, mind working in overdrive as he tried to think of a plan, but nothing was coming to him. Kyle’s blood was warm underneath his fingers and with how wounded the Lantern was, not even his ring could heal his injury.

—ack Ops. Black Ops. (Y/N)!

He shook himself from his stupor. “I’m here.”

I’m sending the Batplane.

“You can’t!” he yelled. “It’ll get shot down!”

I’m willing to take that chance if I get you and Kyle out.

“Dad I—” another blast sounded, this time from the rooftop door and he spun, listening to the screams of the men who’d taken a C4 charge straight to the face. (Y/N) yanked out his side arm, dropping the few who managed to survive and come out. He pulled the trigger one more time but all it did was click. Empty. He started hyperventilating, unable to decide if Kyle needed his attention more or if he should worry about getting them to safety.

But where could he take them? They were on the rooftop surrounded by tanks and soldiers. There was nowhere to run. They were at the end of the line.

(Y/N) looked back at Kyle. Sweat dripped down his face, his black hair clinging to his forehead; he looked clammy and ready to pass out. He glanced down at their hands pressed together, Kyle’s atop (Y/N)’s, and his eyes widened. The power ring.

He grabbed Kyle’s hand. “Kyle, gimme your ring.”

“What?” the Lantern moaned weakly. “My ring?”

(Y/N) nodded, slipping it off; he put his hand to his mouth, yanking the strap with his teeth before biting the tip of the middle finger, tugging it off. He slipped the ring on his finger and waited. He swallowed thickly, muttering, “Come on. Come on. Come on.”

“(Y/N),” Kyle whispered, and he looked at his lover. “It’s not working.”

“It has to,” he retorted, tears stinging the corner of his eyes. “I don’t wanna die here.” He leaned forward, one hand coming up to clasp the side of Kyle’s neck, his thumb brushing his cheek as he pressed his forehead to the man’s. “I don’t want us to die here.”

Kyle swallowed, a ghost of a grin on his lips. “I love you, (Y/N).”

He shook his head. “No. Don’t say that now.”

“I don’t know if we’ll get another chance,” he countered, nosing the soldier. “If we die here, then I want you to know that I love you.”

(Y/N)’s jaw tightened. “We’re not dying. Not now. Not today.” A wave of power surged through him, crashing against his soul like a tidal wave. “I refuse to give in. I won’t.” he shut his eyes, focusing on the feeling of Kyle’s skin against his own. “I’ll get us to the other side.”

A flash of green light burst across the sky, followed by an other worldly voice. (Y/N) Wayne of Earth. You have the ability to protect the ones you care for without fear. Welcome to The Green Lantern Corps.

He opened his eyes, the suit of green flooding his vision; a breathless laugh passed his lips and he gazed at Kyle. “I told you.”

Kyle snorted pitifully. “Yeah, yeah.”

(Y/N) grinned. “How do I work this thing?”

“Anything you can think of. If you can will it, it’ll come to life.”

He stood, looking down at the soldiers in the distance. “Any qualms against killing?”

Kyle shook his head. “Rules have been rewritten. Lethal force against enemies of the Green Lanterns has been authorized.” He gasped, leaning down to the ground and (Y/N) held out his arms.

“You need medical attention.”

“I’ll be fine,” he wheezed, shaking his head. “Go.”

(Y/N) knelt. “I’m not taking any chances.” He looked around. “I know who to call.”

“Who?”

He leaned forward, pulling Kyle into his arms. “Try not to move.” (Y/N) stood to his feet, eyes directed to the sky as he shouted, “Supergirl!”

A rush of wind gusted over them, almost knocking him off his feet and he looked over, seeing her red cape billowing above them. “(Y/N)?” she questioned. “You’re a Green Lantern?”

“For the moment,” he answered, holding Kyle up. “I need you to get Kyle to the Batcave back in Gotham City. Now.”

She glanced at the wounded man. “Oh my God, what happened?”

“Mission gone bad,” (Y/N) said. “Kara, please. Hurry.”

Kara nodded, lowering down to take Kyle from (Y/N); he grasped at (Y/N)’s shoulders. “I’m not leaving you.”

He shook his head. “You need to get to a hospital, or you’ll die.” He smiled. “I can take care of this.” (Y/N) met Kara’s gaze. “Go.”

She took off, ignoring how Kyle screamed at her to take him back.

(Y/N) flew to the ledge, standing atop it, and a gun went off; he raised a hand, imagining an aegis and sparks flew when the bullet ricochet off the bright green shield. He felt a renewed sense of strength and took a single step off the ledge, raising his hands high above his head; and the soldiers along the ground all gaped in terror as thousands of glowing arrows appeared in the sky, all the sudden coming down in a fury of green hellfire.

***

Kyle came to with wide eyes, sitting straight up on the med bay bed, though it proved to be a terrible decision as pain swelled through his side and ebbed outwards every which way. He gripped his abdomen, hissing with displeasure.

��Hey, take it easy,” someone commanded, pressing a hand to his shoulder and he cocked his head up, Jason coming into focus beside him.

“(Y/N),” he blurted out. “Where’s (Y/N)?”

Jason shook his head. “He hasn’t come back yet.” Kyle’s face dropped and Jason was quick to reassure, “But he didn’t send the code-word, so we know he isn’t dead yet.”

“What?”

“We’ve got a code-word we’re only allowed to use if we know for certain we’re not going to make it.” Jason leveled Kyle with a firm stare. “(Y/N)’s still out there somewhere.”

Kyle shoved his arm off. “Then I need to be up helping.”

“With what? He’s got your ring.” Jason put his hand back on the other’s shoulder and this time pushed him back on the bed. “You just lay right here and recover. We’ll do everything.”

“I can’t just lie here, Jay,” he retorted, though he made no move to get up. “I need to help you.”

“(Y/N) would want you to rest,” Jason shot back, and Kyle scowled.

“Screw you for using him against me.”

He snickered. “I’m just saying what you know you should be doing.” Jason reached over, pressing a button, and Kyle felt the world slow down, his vision growing dark as sleep washed over him. “There you go. Let the morphine lull you back to sleep.”

“Gonna…kick your…ass,” Kyle slurred before his head dropped down, eyes slipping shut as his consciousness faded, Jason’s amused hum echoing in his ears.

***

Kyle liked to be touched. He found physical measures of affection just as important as verbal ones. And (Y/N) liked to touch. A hand on a thigh, a kiss on a temple, a finger looped through a belt-loop, a toe brushing an ankle, digits carding through hair; he was content to simply be in contact. His favorite way was to touch was when he and Kyle were laying in bed, the latter’s back pressed to (Y/N)’s chest, one of the soldier’s arms wrapped around the Lantern’s waist, the other arm under Kyle’s head, folded back so he could brush through his lover’s hair.

It was uniquely intimate and sweet at the same time, and (Y/N) would simply lie there, breathing in the scent of Kyle’s minty shampoo, brushing the dark strands until they felt like silk beneath his fingers. And Kyle would hum contently like a cat, grunting if (Y/N) stopped. On the rare cases that he did, the Lantern would pout like a child and turn over in (Y/N)’s arms, burying his face in the soldier’s throat, nose brushing his lover’s Adam’s apple, breath warm against his skin. (Y/N) would chuckle, the vibrations rumbling through Kyle as the soldier’s arms twisted, cocooning the Lantern to his chest, legs tangling like ribbon.

It’s the feeling that Kyle had at the very moment, and he blinked blearily, inhaling deeply as he forced his mind to rise above the sleep clouding his brain. The comforting scent of cedarwood and gun metal wafted up his nose, a hint of tobacco hidden within. Warmth spread across his body, hot air puffing against his temple, as he finally felt the pressure over the left side of his body.

He opened his eyes, seeing a familiar set of dog tags and he tried to jerk up when someone’s hand rested on his chest, a comforting deep voice murmuring, “Easy, babe.”

Tears stung Kyle’s eyes and he fumbled for the hand over his heart, clenching the fingers through his own as he whispered, “Fuck you.”

“Hmm,” (Y/N) chuckled lowly. “Wasn’t expecting that.”

“You sent me away,” he hissed, barely restraining the tears. “I thought you were going to die.”

“Not yet.” He retorted, kissing Kyle’s temple. “Go back to sleep.”

“No. I’m mad.”

“Mmm, no, you’re actually relived I’m back alive and spooning you on a crappy med bay bed.”

“Don’t try to change my mind,” Kyle shot back, trying to wiggle, but (Y/N) had him in a tight grip. “I want to yell at you.”

(Y/N) sighed and pulled away, gazing at the Lantern; Kyle opened his mouth to start berating him and he merely leaned forward, pressing a kiss to his lover’s lips. Kyle’s eyes went wide as he made a noise of complaint, but it quickly faded as heat flooded his system.

They pulled away and (Y/N) patted his cheek. “You can yell at me in the morning. Go to sleep.”

Kyle glared at him, though he let his head fall to (Y/N)’s shoulder. “I’m going to kick you in the crotch.”

“Yep.”

“And yell at you for leaving me.”

“Uh huh.”

“Mock me at your own peril, Wayne. I’ll fight you.”

“Ooo, I’m so scared of the green space ranger with fancy boots.”

“You are a major douche.”

(Y/N) nuzzled his head. “I know. You love me though.”

Kyle swallowed the lump in his throat, and he turned, burying his face in (Y/N)’s throat as he whispered, “Don’t ever send me away from you like that ever again.”

He smiled, carding his hand through the Lantern’s hair. “Never again.”

“Promise me.”

“I promise.” (Y/N) kissed Kyle’s head. “Go to sleep. I’m not going anywhere.”

[ggukkiedae]

Omg can we get a drabble or bulletpoint reaction of vmin dancing with yoonmi during her 18th that they celebrated & them reminiscing & kinda tearing up on how their aegi’s all grown up but yoonmi prolly be like “i’m always gonna be your aegi bc youll always be my oppa”

sure hun! i’m assuming you’ve read the start of the surprise on here, so enjoy for 95s fluff! 🥰 sorry it took so long though aksjdhf uni is driving me crazy 😭

reminder: italic conversations are spoken in english

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“Alright, hyung. My turn.”

Yoonmi turned her head and saw Taehyung approaching her. She looked up at Yoongi who sighed and placed her hand in Taehyung’s before pressing a kids on the too of her head. “Happy birthday, Princess.”

Before she could say anything, she found herself being pulled back to the center of the stage. A laugh escaped her as she went along with Taehyung’s dancing.

“You’re growing up,” Taehyung noted.

She smiled at him. “Yes, I am. I guess this means no more Disney marathons with sugar-induced comas?”

“Like you’d ever give that up,” he laughed. “Or us, either. That’s when you eat most.”

“That’s a lie!”

The two friends laughed before falling into step with each other once more. She let her head come forward to rest on his shoulder, slowing down from the excited and flamboyant spins and twirls they started with to steady sways.

“You know,” he began, “you don’t have to give up being a kid yet. There are still groups debuting with maknaes your age.”

She snorted. “You mean like Daehwi in AB6IX? Or the maknae in Baejin oppa’s new group?”

“Exactly!”

“Oppa,” she lifted her eyes to meet his, “I think I reached the peak of my maturity when I was nine. If you’re worried I’m going to turn into a washed out adult, then you have nothing to worry about.”

He sighed in relief. “Good. Thank you, aegi, I needed to hear that before someone else steals you.”

“No one’s going to steal me.” Just as she said that, a certain Park Jimin had pulled her to himself, greeting her with a smile. “I stand corrected.”

“My turn!” The elder of the 95s was practically bouncing in his shoes. “Sorry, Taehyung, but you took way too long already.”

Taehyung just laughed and walked back to the rest of the boys who were trying her cake. Once she turned back to Jimin, she found him already looking at her. It was as if he was trying to see into her mind with how focused he seemed to be.

“Oppa,” she poked his cheek, “what’s going on in that head of yours?”

“Nothing,” he shook his head. “I guess I just realized why dads would cry in those videos of 18th birthday parties that we searched up for ideas. I just got hit with the fact that you’re growing up. You’re going to be an adult by out standards in like two weeks!”

Right. The Korean age means she adds another number to her age as soon as new year hits. She’d be 20 in Korea within the next few weeks.

“I don’t think it’s that big of a deal.”

“I knew you since you were twelve, of course it’s a big deal.” Jimin had looked down and stared at their feet while they danced. “You used to stand on my toes while we danced like this. Now, you’re in a dress and heels, perfectly dancing without my help.”

“Many things to point out here,” she laughed. “You chose my outfit, I don’t do dresses. You’re leading, which means you are technically helping me. Also, I’m heavy now!”

He scoffed at her. “Please, you’re as light as a feather. My little aegi needs some cake in her. Or am I not allowed to call you aegi now?”

The sudden solemn expression on his face tugged at her chest. Sure, Jimin would always joke around about how she was his Busan Baby since Jungkook took the title of Jimin’s Busan Boy. It never really occurred to her how seriously he took her nickname, especially since the only other person who called her aegi was the one and only Kim Taehyung who babies her arguably the most out of the boys.

“Oppa,” she gave him a reassuring smile, “don’t looks so sad. I know I’m going to be an adult soon, but I’m still your Busan Baby. And it’s not like you have to stop calling me aegi anytime soon. You are my oppa, and, since I’m your maknae, that still makes me your baby, doesn’t it? So don’t be all upset.”

Jimin just pulled her into a tight hug. “Fine. Only because my aegi says so. How about we get some cake in you?”

The smile she heard in his voice made her smile even wider. “Sure.”

[afabledjourney]

Prologue: A Humble Beginning

Sounds of laughter rang out through the field. It was, for once, a clear day- recent snows had proven the weather harsh and made travel impossible, but today, there was not a cloud in the sky.

“Leon-” a figure began to speak, but was cut off as she was pelted with a snowball. Attempting to keep a straight face, and inevitably failing, she called to Leon again. “Leon! It’s time to keep going!” “Aw, but mom! It never sn… snew back home! I wanna play a bit more, pleeeeeease?” The young boy looked up at her with pleading eyes, barely visible under the hood of the cloak he wore. “... I… I believe the word is ‘snowed’...” spoke another figure, an older-looking man. “Aegis, have you not taught our son anything?” “I’ve been trying, dear. You know this as well as I do.” The woman’s gaze was cold, mismatched eyes focused directly on her husband. “He won’t make a suitable ruler if you don’t teach him how to be a normal human!”

“Maybe he doesn’t want to be ruler, Val! Have you ever considered that?! Have you ever thought of anything except your Gods damned Fell-” “Ma, dad, don’t fight again!” interrupted another child, one who looked quite similar to Leon, but with long, lilac hair in place of the short white hair of his twin. “I can be ruler too! I’m older anyway!” “... I suppose he’s right, dear. They have the same blood-- Leon! Stop this instant, Luca will get sick if you throw that at him!” Val paused mid-step. “... Interesting. Somehow, I had forgotten that.”

“That’s not like you,” Aegis responded. “And it’s not like Luca could have a different mother. It’s not as if you’ve been laying with other women. … Right?” The man tensed. “Not in recent years,” he responded bluntly. “None of them were capable of producing a proper heir. The children had to be kil-” He stopped as a snowball hit him in the back. He turned to see which of his children had thrown it, and found that Luca was now wielding a handful of snow with bare hands. “Luca, where are your gloves? We can’t have you getting frostbite if you’re to become King, now, can we?” Luca just stuck out his tongue and threw the snow at his father.

The four continued their trek, Val taking the lead. His wife was only a pace behind him, discussing their journey in hushed tones. “Dear, you’re certain this visit will go over well?” “Positive,” he responded. “It’s necessary for the children to meet the rest of their family, isn’t it?”

“I suppose it is.”

——

Golden eyes fluttered open as light shone down upon the fields of Ylisse. The man felt pangs of hunger— He didn’t remember the last time he’d eaten… Or where he was, or how he’d gotten there. All he knew was the dream he’d had, and his name… Or, a name. Perhaps not even his.

“Hey!” A voice cried out from across the field. “Hey, you!” The man stood, and turned to the source of the voice- three figures in the distance, one waving to him. The two parties began to approach each other, however, a taller figure put a hand on the shoulder of the one who had been waving, holding him in place.

“Milord, this is no place to be chatting with strangers. We are near the Outrealm Gate, you can never be sure if anyone here is of our own world...” “You’re always so cautious,” the other figure responded. “Look at the state this man is in.”

It was true- Even from a distance it was clear that he was malnourished and lost.  “There’s no way he can be a threat to us,” they continued, breaking free from their companion’s grip and continuing forward. The two behind them glanced at each other; the taller sighing before they both followed after their friend.

The man froze as they came close, eyes wide. “Are you alright?” asked one of them- he recognized them as the one who had been waving to him. “You shouldn’t be wandering this close to the Outrealms in such a sickly state.” He blinked. “Ah… Yes. I’ll be fine.” “Are you positive? You look like you’re on death’s door.”

The man frowned. “I’m just lost. I don’t even know you.” “You- You don’t know the Prince of this land?” the tallest of the group asked, genuine confusion overtaking his usually stern expression. “I mean, if I do, I don’t remember him.” “Hm. Milord Caelius, I told you this man couldn’t be of our world. He doesn’t even know of you.”

“Or he could be an amnesiac,” interrupted the third member of the party, her voice loud. “It’d only add to the list of things wrong with him.” “Wh- What’s wrong with me, exactly?” “Milady, with all due respect-“

“ENOUGH!” the leader- Caelius, was it?- shouted. “We don’t even know the man. We shouldn’t be making assumptions about his personal life.” The Prince bowed to the man, a sight which made his companions chuckle. He never was the most coordinated, and a royal bowing to a random starving man? It was ridiculous. “My name is Caelius, I’m the Prince of Ylisse. These here are Faramund, my… Guardian, and my sister, Liane. And you would be?” “... The only name coming to mind is Luca, so I think it might be mine.” Luca’s face expressed his confusion- He wasn’t even certain, but he was definitely thinking his hardest to recall…

“Luca? That’s a nice-” Caelius started, but Faramund put a hand in front of him. “Is that not foreign?” Luca hummed, and began to protest, when Liane spoke up. “Uh, foreign or not, I think the guy needs help?” “Exactly. Sister, you share my sentiment. We can talk over a proper meal.” “Milord, milady--!” Faramund argued, then let out a long sigh. “... I suppose I’ll let you off the hook for now, Luca.” He turned, giving Luca a side-eye for a few moments before taking to the head of the party. Luca swallowed nervously, then shakily followed after the three.

This was going to be a long day, he decided, as Faramund ushered them into a small village, interrogating the villagers to see if a certain someone was around to cook for them. Caelius tried to stop him, though he knew it was in vain. Eventually, a young man gestured for them to follow him- He surely couldn’t be older than thirteen, Luca pointed out, but Faramund argued it was the best they could get.

“So, yer highness,” the boy spoke in between hums as he cleaned a pot. “What’s bringin’ ya here today?” “We were doing our patrols when suddenly Caelius found this random guy in a field!” Liane piped up, “He insists we can’t go home ‘til the guy’s eaten.” “The guy has a name,” Luca spoke through a mouthful of bread, much to Faramund’s disgust. “Oh! Well, howdy, sire!” the boy’s face lit up as he… Seemed to only just take notice of Luca. “What’s yer name? M’name’s Danny, or ‘least that’s what everyone calls me!” Luca couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re sure excitable… Hey, Danny. Name’s Luca. You live here alone?” Danny’s expression hardened into one of sorrow for a moment, then he shook his head and continued smiling. “Yeah, my ma’s not here anymore. Caelius makes sure I’m taken good care of here, though.”

“So Caelius is��? I know he’s a prince, but why’s he do patrols?” “We’ve been dealing with a lot of threats from neighboring countries recently,” Caelius spoke, pausing to take a sip of his drink. “Danny here’s a member of our group, actually. He mostly supplies rations, and-” “I can fight!” Danny snapped, slamming the pot he’d been cleaning down. “Y’all just don’t let me!” “With all due respect, Daniel, you’re still incredibly weak from the last injury you sustained, aren’t you? You’re far too young to fight.” Faramund interrupted. “That’s true, but-”

Before the conversation could continue, the sound of frenzied footsteps rang out in the entrance.

“Caelius, your highness! We’re under attack!”

[ask-svt-hearteu]

“to all admins (who are so beautiful it is sO UNFAIR) : it’s me!!! sofia ahaha and im sending this a lil early because i wont be home for christmas (:p) and i’d like to thank all of you because i can’t send over gifts due to the ocean. damned water. somewhere in december, i think on the 14th??? i will have known this blog for 5 months ! which isn’t that long but im looking forward to spending many more weeks and months on this wonderful blog. all the admins are so, so friendly, nice, amazing, interesting, beautiful, etc etc. thank you for talking to me ! thank you for being here for me during the tough times! thank you for your advice, thank you for your jokes, your rants, your posts, your everything. this blog has given me as much joy as seventeen does. really! i’m so happy i stumbled upon this blessing of a blog when i was still a baby carat and needed more knowledge. 

but please, you guys, get enough rest okay? i heard that someone (like joshua’s wife cough) doesnt get enough sleep and i swear im flying over. all of you are humans and you need rest. you all are in school and you need rest from school (which can be a pain lets be honest) and a break from writing. remember, we, as your readers and fans, care more about your health than how fast you answer our asks. we want you all to be happy and we wish we could give you back the happiness youve given us with this blog. i hope that in 2018, the blog will earn many,many more followers, the admins will make many more friends, and get more supporters (ok but i still dont understand why and how people send hate to the admins?? like fuck you man, these people work so hard arghhh don’t send them hate just because you’re pathetic and lonely and deprived of love and all the good things in life. Legit everytime I see a post about a hater i want to throw a pan at the shithole who hated on these amazing creatures. @jun @minghao @hoshi @scoups jom let’s go beat up the haters im bringing my frying pan and my sunat knife y’ALL BETTER WATCH OUT LATER KENA I SUNAT YOU) drink water, not alcohol : okay sO YOU’RE TELLING ME THAT A HUMAN IS ALLOWED TO BE A TALENTED WRITER, PRETTY ENOUGH TO BE A MODEL AND BE A SINGER ????? JESS IDC WHAT YOU SAY YOU ARE G O R G E O U S YOU’RE SO QR3UBFD-BGQIF and you’re so talented and friendly and n i c e. You’RE SO HARDWORKING AS WELL YOU’RE IN YOUR LAST YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL AND STILL WRITE ON THIS BLOG AS OFTEN AS YOU CAN (it really touched me when i told you me and my best friend were fighting and you sent me tons of dino pics and tagged me in pictures of him. that really cheered me up , thank you :D) i think you’re the first admin i started to talking to hahahaha and even though im really annoying you still talked to me? like ?? i heard that you’re in your last year of high school and i wish you the best of luck !!! do only what you want to do. Don’t stress about choosing the right college/uni or the right course, just do what you want to. Please take your time with the blog, college tends to stress writers out and whenever you feel stressed rEST PLEASE. pls make many many new friends in college and have a better diet than ramen 24/7 which doesnt sound too bad but that’s a lot of sodium. i hope everything goes well for you but remember if anything goes wrong or u just wanna talk im here! love youuu bb. 10:10 : ok sERI. WE REALLY NEED TO FIND TIME TO TALK because whenever i text you you’re in class and whenever you text me im about to sleep (damn these timezones) sighh. it’s okay if i ever have kids, i’ll sell them and buy a plane ticket to meet you. okay when i first started talking to you i was really impressed because you’re really..tough? like i really people with thick skin and people who don’t give a shit about what other say and tbh i’m trying to be more like that. people like that are so cool !! and ur so pretty and cool sighh im so jealous (you have vv nice lips dONT TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY I JUST THINK THEY’RE VV PRETTY oR dO I) also you’re really smart ! like you’ve gotten full marks for a test like woah hoshi is so lucky. i hope you remain thick skinned and brush the haters away, but it’s okay to feel bad once in a while, you’re only being human. but you can talk to me any time you feel down or u just wanna talk or rant or vent. i hope you don’t stress about school, please take a break if you have to (i dont want you to go away i want you to get the rest you deserve)anyways i love you ! my name is soonyoung, call me soon : APA KHABAR MY MALAYSIAN FREN ahaha im soooo happy i met you on tumblr. *ur the aesthetic queen* . i hope that we meet in person soon or one day because we live in the same country and won’t it be cool to see each other? we should have a photoshoot together. speaking of photoshoot im very happy to have a model sensei to teach me how to pose. also ur one hell of a sweetheart. you always share fandom things with me and i tend to fangirl in the middle of tesco or class because of you. hmm if seventeen ever come back to malaysia we should meet at their concert, given both of us are going. i’d really love to know more about you lmao you’re so interesting and you’re really patient with me!!! which is reallly nice. okay bb let’s find a date when both of us are free and leggo have some fun. i hope you don’t ever have to feel sad. well actually i think sadness is vital to humans so maybe anger. i hope you’ll continue to be very peaceful and freak out w carats and kpop fans across the glose and i hope that one day you’ll see naega hosh up close and p e r so nal. ilysm bb xxx my i geddit because wo ai ni so ur my love heh : hello my wife /name twin ish / dancer girl / jun’s / blessing to thie world. oh my god we need to talk moreeeee. ur so funny and we’re so alike (like we both swear like pigs) but we’re different because you’re so good at dancing! heck, whenever i dance i blind people from a 5 kilometre radius. all the other admins say you could dance my i with jun and i am sHOOK BECAUSE ho l ee s h i et also do you know what i would give to see you dance with jun? i’d give up all my memes. yeah, that’s right. my knowledge of all memes and vines and fre sh a vacado. apart from your dancing skills, you’re very, very pretty. i can’t believe you think you’re ugly , sweet jisoos, you’re have… the beauty of all the sunsets in the world. you’re actually really nice (stop protesting) because you’ve listened to me rant about all the damn drama in my life and you gave me advice. and you’ve never lost your patience with me. jeez i love youuuu !!! you’ve laughed with me and sent me dino pics to make my heart explode and you were there when i did something really stupid on kakaotalk. sighhh good times amirite? well we can still talk on tumblr. i hope you continue being yourself, the amazing person you are. xx love you to bits. seventeenteenteen : i survived. you havent killed me yet. i have stuck to dino faithfully. well actually, my first bias for like, a week, was memesol but then dinosaur found his way into my heart. i know y’all are busy and it may be hard but please rest. please don’t read mean comments, please love yourselves, please eat well. please do anything that would make you happy. each and every one of you are so, so important to me and i hope all of you are healthy. the8 please rest, i hope you get better soon. scoups, i hope that fever is gone. dino, i hope you find someone that makes you really really happy and i hope you wake up with a smile on your face each day and i hope people will stop prying into your personal life because you deserve to find someone you love and you deserve to be able to love that person without hate. i hope all of you don;t feel pressured to keep away from relationships because of selfish “fans” and i hope all of you will be happy. @josh @hoshi @jun you guys, please take care of your aegis. @josh wish ur gf luck for college, @hoshi stop killing these girls w ur visuals and @jun im waiting for u and sophia’s dance duet. i love all of you with all my heart <3333 thank you for a wonderful 5 months, i hope many more will come. love, sofia xx add on : i wrote this note before jonghyun killed himself and i’d just like to say this to everyone. the admins and the readers ; please ask for help. you are not alone. people are here for you. mental illness is not and will never be a light topic. suicide is never the answer. i know it’s hard but you need to stay, because we need you. i need you. it doesnt matter if we are close friends or complete strangers : you are so important. you are strong and brave and kind and smart and beautiful and you can get through this. you have people willing to listen. if somehow the whole world refuses to listen, im here. there are people around you who care deeply about you and please, stay. if any of you feel sad about the recent tragedy, take a break from tumblr, okay? i love all of you and please, stay safe. — sofiafabulousphan”

Admin Jess: Sofia, bb T^T I honestly can’t express how much your words mean to me. I love you so so much thank you for everything. I honestly won’t deny, it’s hard. I think it will always be difficult to a certain degree to run this blog. Not that I don’t love every second of it believe me, I just (LMAO LEAVE IT TO ME TO START TEARING UP IN THE MIDDLE OF TYPING THIS) I’ve never wanted to do something I wanted to just because I can.  I don’t run this blog expecting anything in return. I do it because I genuinely love, love the happiness it brings other people, because I love seventeen and I love doing it all. If I didn’t love it with all my heart I don’t think I would have held up this long. You’re right, it’s my last year of high school. My hardest year because I decided to take a multitude of difficult classes. I have cried tears over so many classes (I’m crying writing this response omfg PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER JESS), I have had plenty of mental breakdowns, a lot of crying whenever someone simply asks me if I’m ok or suggests I get more sleep. I have been an emotional wreck all year. It is my fault though, I did decide to take challenging courses this school year, but one can only run on four hours of sleep everyday for so long and not be emotional I guess. AND I WAS TERRIFIED. I was so scared that in the course of this year, through all the difficult hours of studying and finishing homework at 2/3am in the morning before having to wake up at 6am and walk to school by 7am, that I wouldn’t have the time or effort to do just the one thing I wanted to do the most in the world. I only had one real hobby I loved doing and it was running this blog (again hella emotional and dramatic sorry it’s like one am here when I’m writing this). So I forgo sleep to get everything done. It’s not healthy but in my mind, if I gave up on this blog for one day, that one day might turn into two days, which would turn into a month, and then I’d never be able to do anything ever again just because I kept pushing it off, treating it as if it didn’t mean the world to me when it so very dearly does. OK I’M RAMBLING ABOUT MYSELF NO ONE CARES JESS AHEM,,, My point is, I sacrificed sleep for school and this blog not because I was forced to, but because if I slept, this feeling of guilt when I woke up in the morning, a feeling of “ahh I could have done more, I could have been better” would permeate my mind for who knows how long. I didn’t want to disappoint anyone. I hate disappointing people. So to hear you say this blog and all the stuff we do on it makes you happy? It makes me think maybe I’m not such a big disappointment after all, and maybe if I keep working hard, I can continue making more people happier, and that’s all I really want. True, with college approaching, I can’t make any guarantees. I anticipate not being able to do anything at all, and that idea is scary too and makes me want to work even harder now while I still can. I will definitely try to get more rest though??? I mean no one likes a sleep-deprived me at 3am lmao, I may seem nice but at 3am I’m bawling my eyes out over homework and cursing at my posters and pictures of Seventeen and school and textbooks in like three different languages (it’s not pretty lol). So yes rest? Idk what that is... but I’ll try??? fjnvksjn? I think I recall when you first sent in an ask, I’m not too sure but honestly the blog is about as old as you’ve been here so thank you for being one of our first supporters (did you have a book with a flower icon hmm trying to recall)! The hate I think will always be a thing I’m sure, I just don’t know how to deal with it T-T I am very naturally a sensitive human bean, what can I say... LMAO I’M NOT GORGEOUS THOUGH it’s called filters, lighting, angles, and makeup. The only reason I look anywhere near decent is because I use a combination of those things to hide all my flaws LMAO. As for singing, I’m not super? I can sing a pitch correctly I suppose? I can sing a chromatic scale? Idk if that qualifies as good singing (I can definitely sing svt songs in broken Korean shamelessly no matter where I go though). I’m really not that good, but I’m not awful like a dying seal or smth. I don’t even think I’m a talented writer, I just try my best I guess. I do sincerely try my hardest. YOU’RE NOT ANNOYING AT ALL I 117% would listen to you rant or scream about anything and I’m just super grateful you don’t think I’m annoying lsnfdnvd. OF COURSE I THINK YOU AND CHAN ARE THE CUTEST (or you and Jongdae pick your poison;) and of course I sent all those Channie pics omfg, I’m always here if you need it^~^ Thank you for all your kind words love (AND IMMA PRETEND YOU DIDN’T CALL ME JOSHUA’S WIFE BC MY HEART CAN’T TAKE IT KDFJNVKSBBDIBI I’LL CALL YOU CHAN’S WIFE ISTG I WILL) make sure to take care of yourself and you’re always welcome to come talk to me bb :)

Admin Meagan:  aaaHHHHHHH, really appreciate you Sofia ✨😩 Gosh, can't believe you wrote us sub a long essay AHAHAHAH. Also, SUNAT KAU AHAHAHAHAHAHAH (Non-Malaysians  wouldn't understand lmao) But yeeeee, thank you so so much baby for taking the time to send this ask in <3 It's been amazing knowing you and gosh you are such a sweetheart! Also, Chinese New Year is soon, let's go out together ;)) Cafe hopping at SS15 maybe? Hehe. I want my postcard AHAHA and to spend time with you of course!! <3 You are such a bright individual and Chan loves you hella lots. Thank you for always sending us such encouraging messages and for being a good pal really. But for reals, you mean a lot to me and gosh I can't wait to meet you. Also I not model material lah AHAHAH, only a certain days ;) but yess!! A photoshoot would be amazing haha, I can try to teach you some tips lmao. And yes, thank you for caring about our mental health. January hasn't been the best month for me, honestly it's been horrible but stuff like this really warms up my heart yah know. So yes, really really appreciate you man. Keep being so spunky and loveable. Take care, stay safe and I hope we get to meet each other soon ❤���

Admin Seri: SERIously SERIously, you have no idea how much this warmed my heart. ahh i so wish we could find a better time to talk, i’ll work on that :’) i’m not very good at expressing my feeling through words! and for that mianhae mianhae. in fact, that’s one very VERY COOL thing about you!!! expression your feelings isn’t the easiest and hey, use those feelings to brush for those haters. as you know love, other people’s opinions don’t effect me BUT THERE’S NOTHING WRONG with being affected! just know, those people are irrelivant, and once you realize they can’t do a single fucking thing to you unless you let them, it gets a bit better <3 but GIRL i remember you from the VERY being!!! i can’t believe you stuck around this long , you’ve seen all the changes, how much we’ve grown, it’s seriously amazing. becoming an admin (sure as hell didn’t know it back then) was definitely my HIGHLIGHT of twenty seventeen. there’s not a day that goes by where i regret it, not at all, even when our inbox is loaded or when i have writers block. and you being here along that journey warms my heart so so much! i’m not kidding sometimes i find myself in the middle of the night looking through all the comments or reblogs and GOSH i just see every single sweet sweet message you leave. AND OH MY GOD I’M ALREADY FOR SURE GONNA VISIT AJVBELJNGR IM ALREADY PLANNING TO ONE DAY TO SEE MEAGAN SO LIKE DUHHHH WE COULD MEET UP!!! just augh i’m super super grateful for you message jinja jinja ily~~~ <333 !!! {p.s. i totally wrote bodyguard reader! Chan thinking of you, ngl}

Admin Soph: As much as I love you and as much as you’re my ai. DONT GIVE UP YOUR MEMES FOR ME WTAF. MAN I LOVE YA BUT MEMES ARE IMPORTANT XD. And you might only be disappointed after watching me dance with Jun. Ah I wish we could talk more too :””) We get along so well and Im fucking positive were soulmates just looking at how similar we are XD. Ah im not really good at things like this. Im really speechless because damn boi I love ya and you took the time to write all this for us :””). Youre an angel sent from the heavens. AND ME PRETTY??? NUUUUUUUU.Just like what Jess said, filters and lighting exists. Im only cute tho (char). But youre more prettier than me love. Both inside and outside. You're as beautiful as the northern lights. And like the northern lights, you light up my dark days :””). We dont talk much but we always check up on each other man. Goddamn I love ya. I hope we can make more stupid but fun memories together ^^. And I will literally hug the shit outta you when we meet. Also can we like talk about how much we appreciate ya? You’re always in our inbox sending adorable and heartwarming asks to both Svt and us. I remember telling you that your asks about the admins literally brightens our day. How you're little “I hope the admins stay safe” means so much to us. I really hope you only experience happiness for the rest of your life. You’re a person I really appreciate and love. AS MUCH AS I LOVE JUN. HELL YEAH I SAID IT. hAHHAH Dont be afraid to come to me if you have any problem. I will always be here to talk to you and help you love ^^. Please take care of yourself too. DonT FUCKING SKIP MEALS. GET A LOT OF SLEEP OR IM GETTING CHAN AND JONGDAE. Ah im sorry if I didnt say a lot. I want to say a lot but I literally dont know what to say :””). I WILL MESSAGE YOU A LONG AS MESSAGE ON YOUR BDAY OR SOMETHING. I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY TO YOU GADBSVF ASNMK. For now, I love you and take care of yourself. You are loved by a lot and I hope your life gets filled with happiness and joy. Im also always here if you ever need to talk ^^

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Chan crushing on you !! // scenario

A bullet-point scenario starring Lee Chan/Dino !!

Feel free to request scenarios and reactions on my page :)

- Chan has grown up so much since his predebut days

- he isn’t a lil baby anymore and I CHOKE EVERY TIME I SAY THAT ISTG

- he’s become so mature and intelligent and sassy (courtesy of seungkwan) and charming and

- damnit

- he’s not even the same Chan we started out with in the Adore U era

- his growth over the past few years is just c r a z y

- BUT EVERYONE STILL TREATS HIM LIKE THE FAMILY FETUS LOL

- a lot of times I sense that Chan doesn’t wanna labeled “the group baby”

- and he definitely wouldn’t want to have this kind of “baby reputation” when he’s trying to go after a girl he likes

- because oh man when Chan starts crushing on someone and the members find out

- he’ll be babied a whole lot more than he already is sorry chan

- let’s get right into the scenario :D

- the first day of your internship at pledis, you’re introduced to the group you’ll be working under

- seventeen !!!!

- and during your personal introduction, you can’t help but notice all the members acting...

- strange

- is it something I’m saying? My accent? Is there something on my face??? you think to yourself

- you’re so confused

- but after some more observations, you notice one thing

- the members keep on looking at one specific member

- and the ones who are right next to him are constantly nudging his arm

- the targeted guy’s face is stolid, but it breaks every once in awhile when he tells the other members to knock off their nonsense

- after you finish your own introductions, the seventeen members begin introducing themselves individually

- and the guy that everyone was bothering during your introduction eventually steps up to introduce himself

- “Hi, I’m Dino. Nice to meet you,” he says sweetly

- his brief sentence is followed up by quiet laughter and finger-poking at the poor boy

- “stop it,” he whispers to the others

- you don’t get it

- were they poking fun at him because of you

- and if they were, why??? why you?

- after your introductions, one member agrees to take you on a mini tour of the company building

- “hi, I’m Jeonghan,” he greets you

- you greet him with a hello and your name before you begin a conversation as you walk through your tour

- you guys get along comfortably, and by the end of the tour, the both of you are practically conversing the way best friends would

- as he leads you to building exit to end the day, he asks you

- “y/n, I know this is really random, but did you happen to see any of us members around the building when you first arrived today?”

- you don’t recall seeing anyone so you reply

- “I don’t think so, why?”

- “ah nothing,” he smiles but it appears he’s holding back a laugh. “I was just wondering...”

- did that have to do with the way Dino was treated earlier?

- you shrug it off for a little and head home after exchanging goodbyes with that nice tour guide

- but at night you can’t help but think of what happened earlier again

- even though you don’t know what all the fuss was with Dino and the other members

- it’s bothering you

- what did you do? was it even your fault? or was it his?

- you tell yourself to forget about it and start off clean on the first official day of work tomorrow

- when you report to the company building the next day, everything goes the way your internship advisor has said it would go

- you pick up your to-do list from your boss’s office and go off to wherever you feel like doing your work in the building

- and after spending a lot of time trying to find vacant places to work, you finally find the practice room to be empty

- you find it kind of weird because lol aren’t there a lot of groups under pledis that practice daily???

- but you go with it bc you’re not complaining

- it’s a nice room :D

- wElp s0rry, you were kinda right earlier when you said artists need to practice there because GUESS WHO DECIDES TO WALK IN THE SECOND YOU GET SETTLED

- “Oh, hello, y/n,” Dino greets you with a bow

- you do the same for him, but you can’t help but feel kind of awkward as he drops his backpack by the sound booth right next to your workplace and gets settled into the room

- “I hope you don’t mind if I play songs on the sound system for practice right now?” he asks you

- “oh it’s okay,” you reply. “I usually like to have a little bit of music playing while I work on things anyways.”

- “okay!” he replies cheerfully. “Just let me know if you need anything, alright?”

- aw this guy is so... nice?

- “thank you, Dino,” you smile

- “oh no, please call me Chan,” he laughs shyly. “I mean... Dino, Chan, it’s up to you, really.”

- “okay Chan,” you smile at your paperwork and get started with your tasks

- he smiles as he starts playing the first song

- you don’t know this but Chan gets this warm feeling in his chest when he hears your voice chime his real name for the first time

- ahgghh I can’t let the hyungs think they’re right, he thinks to himself

- promise yourself now, Chan, that you won’t end up liking this girl

- I mean pshh this is only your second time seeing her

- that weird thing in your chest can’t be anything significant

- right?

- lmao just wait, Chan

- so the both of you are pretty much silent in the practice room

- well besides the music playing in the background

- there’s no conversation

- it’s just you working on paperwork and Chan working on choreography

- from where you are sitting, you can see Chan’s phone hooked up to the speaker system on the sound booth

- and whenever you got curious as to what a certain song’s title was, you’d peek over from your desk to see his phone screen

- after awhile, you notice his phone practically blowing up with messages

- since the phone is so close to you, your eyes can’t help but read a few of them:

- Seungkwan: “tryna show off your dancing skills to the girl, hUH”

- Seungcheol: “I see you, Channie ;)”

- Minghao: “yo I didn’t think you’d actually like her, but I guess you do since you’re literally practicing dancing in the same room she’s working in on purpose”

- Jeonghan: “EY AEGI (baby in korean) GO GET ITTTTT~”

- you blush a little at the messages

- it was pretty obvious

- they couldn’t be talking about anyone else but you

- you look out the windows and doors and see if anyone’s peeking into the practice room, but there’s no one

- are they hiding or something?

- how did they know we’re in the same room?

- and does Chan... like me???

- you want to tell Chan that his phone is exploding with messages, but you don’t want to seem nosy

- so you sit quietly and continue your work

- but ofc Chan, being a little self-conscious around the new intern, glances back at you every now and then while he’s practicing

- he catches you looking at his phone

- “hey, is something wrong?”

- “OH nothing nothing!!” you panic and revert your eyes back to your papers. “I’m just... checking out the song titles, that’s all.”

- you technically weren’t lying because you had been checking the titles earlier, but you only told half of the truth so you’re still kinda guilty LOL

- but Chan believes you and flashes you another cute smile before continuing his practice

- you finish your work, and the both of you say goodbye before parting ways

- Chan decides to take a look at his phone after you leave

- and his mouth drops at the sight of all the messages the members spammed him with

- and they we’re all obviously about you

- he’s pretty sure you saw these messages too since they were sent awhile ago rip

- WHY DO THEY ALWAYS GOTTA PICK ON ME AT THE WORST TIMES, Chan would think as he covers his face with a hand

- he informs the members about this on the svt group chat

- Chan: “GUYS WHAT THE HELL”

- Jeonghan: “Oh is lil aegi mad?”

- Mingyu: “dude what’s with the angry text?”

- Chan: “WHY WERE YOU ALL SPAMMING MY PHONE”

- Chan: “AND POINTING OUT Y/N”

- Mingyu: “because we all know you got a little crush on her lmao”

- Chan: “BUT YOU GUYS”

- Chan: “YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND”

- Joshua: “wdym”

- Seungkwan: “yeah calm down. it’s not like she saw them”

- Seungkwan: “right?”

- Chan: “...”

- Seungcheol: “shit”

- Hansol: “oh my god we’re sorry, Chan”

- Seokmin: “LMAO DID SHE REALLY SEE THEM?”

- Minghao: “lol guys we really fucked it up”

- Chan: “yes she was looking at my phone and she said she was looking at the song titles, but now I think she was lying”

- Junhui: “oh yeah she was definitely lying then”

- Junhui: “If I were her, I’d be more interested in those juicy texts than some song title”

- Chan: “I hate all of you”

- Jeonghan: “wait Chan”

- Chan puts away his phone and flushes red in anger and embarrassment

- he doesn’t wanna care about what happened because he doesn’t have any concrete feelings for you

- but at the same time he cares a lot because now it’s gonna be very awkward between you two

- what are you supposed to think of Chan after seeing those messages?

- a part of him wants to hide from you for the rest of his life

- but luckily, his mature side takes over and makes the decision to talk it out with you the next time you guys bump into each other

- a day or two later, Chan spots you in the hallway

- and he finds himself walking toward you

- here we go, the both of you think simultaneously at the sight of each other

- “hey y/n,” Chan greets you

- “hi Chan.”

- silence follows

- “look, about the other day... ugh I hate to be like this with you but... were you really looking at the song titles when I asked?” he gets into the questions right away

- you know exactly was he’s talking about, and you know you would feel guilty if you pretended to not know

- “oh, well yeah I was checking for the titles at first, but then... you got a few texts and-”

- “I know, I just want to apologize for... those,” he looks down to avoid your eyes

- “It’s okay! I know what it feels like to be in that kind of position where your friends constantly bug you about a specific person,” you explain sympathetically. Chan looks up at you again

- “oh, really?” he smiles. Wow, she actually understands me...

- you nod. “Yeah, I get it.”

- Chan sighs in relief

- “Maybe we should start again?” you suggest

- you hold out a hand and the both of you reintroduce each other with a handshake

- Chan would be so freaking happy when he clears that all up with you

- he’ll probably hit up the group chat again

- Chan: “I’m sorry for getting mad the other day”

- Mingyu: “now you come crawling back huh”

- Seungcheol: “hey he’s apologizing, just take it”

- Joshua: “no we should be apologizing, Chan. we went a little too crazy with the spam the other day and we’re sorry”

- Seokmin: “none of this would’ve happened tho if Chan hadn’t said y/n looked pretty when he saw her walking into the building on her first day”

- Hansol: “lol”

- Jeonghan: “SEOKMIN STOP”

- Minghao: “he’s kinda right tho, it all started there”

- Chan: “wow I come back to apologize and this is what I get”

- Seungkwan: “Seungcheol: hey chan, did the new intern walk in yet?”

- Seungkwan: “Chan: I dunno, maybe. I just saw a pretty girl walking into the building a few minutes ago”

- Seungkwan: “everyone else in svt: OOOHHH DID CHAN JUST CALL A GIRL PRETTY???”

- Seungkwan: “Chan: WAIT NO I DIDN’T MEAN TO SAY- BUT- HADKGFJS. STOOOP.”

- Jeonghan: “SEUNGKWAN, RECAPPING THE MOMENT THAT STARTED ALL OF THIS ISN’T HELPING RN”

- Seungkwan: “ok I’m sorry”

- Chan: “it’s okay we made up. I explained everything”

- Wonwoo: “so are you guys friends now?”

- Chan: “I guess???”

- Mingyu: “:3:3:3:3:3″

- Soonyoung: “my boy”

- Minghao: “we all know you want more than that though”

- Chan: “bye I regret coming back to this group chat”

- Seungcheol: “NEXT PERSON TO ATTACK CHAN HAS TO CLEAN ALL THE LAUNDRY, YOU HEAR ME??”

- with this new, clean slate, Chan would feel so confident about initiating conversations with you and joining you at work for mini hangouts

- and tbh he wouldn’t even notice that he’s been developing a legitimate crush on you unless another member talks to him about it

- maybe Soonyoung because he’s got the cutest hyung-dongsaeng relationship with Chan :’)

- you’d be hanging out with Chan in the practice room again when Soonyoung comes in to get ready for the performance team practice coming up in a few minutes

- knowing their schedule, you say your goodbyes before leaving the two dancers alone in the room

- Soonyoung turns to Chan and grins as soon as you close the door and depart

- “Chan, admit it. You like her.”

- “no no, I’d never-” the maknae shakes his head in denial but Soonyoung interrupts his sentence

- “then tell me why you’re always hanging out with her.”

- “I mean is it wrong to hang out with friends??”

- “there’s nothing wrong with ‘hanging out with friends’ but there’s a difference between that and constantly talking to a single person 24/7.”

- “what? What are you talking about?”

- “I see you texting y/n on your phone all the time, and as soon as she gets to the building for work, you guys meet up and hang out for hours.”

- “She’s not objecting to any of it though...” Chan shrugs and hides a smile

- “YEAH EXACTLY. So don’t give me that ‘I don’t have feelings for her’ bullshit because I won’t believe you,” Soonyoung narrows his eyes at Chan and shakes his head

- “okay fine,” Chan blushes. “Maybe I kind of like her...”

- “kind of??? Dude, you’re so whipped for this girl.”

- so Chan accepts his feelings for you

- luckily, the way he’ll act around you won’t be too different from the way he treated you before

- except he’d be smiling a whole lot more when he’s with you

- it’s just because he can’t believe how lucky he is to be this close to his crush I’m crying how pure :’)

- the only other difference in hanging out with him while he has a crush on you would be ALL OF THE BABYING FROM HIS HYUNGS OMF

- you’d be having such a great time JUST with Chan, but then some member like Junhui would walk in and think it’s a f a n t a s t i c day to run over to Chan and pinch his cheeks to embarrass him

- “JUN HYUNG, PLEASE NO,” Chan would plead constantly

- his face would be heating up and you’d be there laughing at how funny his hyungs can be

- Chan would probably be annoyed every time this happens, but he’ll get used to it eventually sorry Chan pt.2

- tbh he wouldn’t really think of confessing because he’d love how perfect your friendship is with him the way its, and he wouldn’t want to ruin it

- so if anything, the confession would be by accident

- and ofc what kind of confession would it be without the help of his lovely, supportive hyungs ;)

- so one day, you come a little late to work and find svt practicing altogether in the practice room

- you don’t get to see all of them together very often, so you weren’t ready for the explosion of “OOHS” directed at Chan and you as you walked in

- “jeez, you guys are never gonna live this down huh,” Chan rolls his eyes at the cooing members as he comes over to you to give you a hug

- “again, it’s all your fault for not filtering your mouth when you first saw her,” Seokmin spills out

- “wait what?” you ask out of confusion

- Chan gives Seokmin wide eyes with the other members. Did he really just say that??? Chan panics

- Seokmin adds. “Whaat? You guys haven’t told her about that yet?”

- “NO WHY WOULD WE TELL HER,” Mingyu laughs at Seokmin

- “tell me what?” you quirk up an eyebrow.

- “NOTHING, HE’S JUST...” Chan reddens

- “HALLUCINATING, YEAH THAT’S ALL. I’M HALLUCINATING,” Seokmin awkwardly laughs and scratches the back of his head

- you face gets serious. “Out with it, guys.”

- “y/n, it’s nothing imp-” Chan tries to explain

- “Chan, cut the crap. Tell me what’s going on,” you say a little more sternly

- the maknae sighs

- “just tell her already,” Soonyoung insists

- “okay fine,” Chan says a little frustrated. “On the day you reported to the company building for the first time, Seungcheol was asking all of us to keep an eye out for you, the new intern, so we can let your boss know.”

- “I saw you walking through the hallways, but I didn’t know whether or not you were the one they’re looking for. So when Seungcheol asked us if we saw “the intern,” I told him I wasn’t sure but I saw a...”

- he pauses out of hesitation

- “a girl,” he says and looks down

- “umm... I still don’t get it?” you respond

- Chan hesitates again

- “a pretty girl is what he meant to say. He called you pretty and everyone went crazy over it,” Jeonghan clarifies

- “... really?” you ask

- Chan nods as he faces the floor

- you try to fight a smile but can’t seem hold in the feeling of flattery

- “to be honest,” you cover your smile with a hand as you begin to put a statement together. “I thought Chan was kinda cute when we first met too”

- Chan looks at you and his mouth widens at your words

- if y/n thinks I’m cute, does that mean she... likes me too?

- “OOOOHHHH,” the 12 other guys coo loudly

- he smiles

- maybe confessing right now wouldn’t be such a bad idea, he contemplates

- “well to be honest with you,” he starts. “I’ve always thought you’re...”

- the words are stuck in his throat

- “CHAN JUST SAY IT ALREADY,” Soonyoung yells from the crowd of members

- “CUTE, I’VE ALWAYS THOUGHT YOU WERE CUTE AND I LIKE YOU OKAY?” Chan covers his mouth after his confession.

- his words are followed by another loud cheer from the rest of the group

- you blush in embarrassment as the others rush to Chan’s side and cheer him on with hugs

- “he’s grown up so fAST,” Jeonghan fake sobs as he holds onto Chan tightly

- “don’t reject out little guy, he’s a great boy,” Seungcheol says to you and pats Chan’s head

- you look over to Chan and his face is as red as a tomato. His eyes are glued to the floor

- “I’ve liked you for awhile too, Chan,” you confess quietly, but everyone still manages to hear it

- and at the sound of your response, the members push Chan towards you, and your body accidentally collides with his

- he backs away a bit to take a look at your face

- “sooooo.... what now?” he asks awkwardly as he stands in front of you

- “hmm... how about coffee at the cafe tomorrow?” you offer with a smile

- Chan laughs lightly. “Meet up here at 8am and we can walk together if you want.”

- you nod and the members resume their cheering

- “WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? HUG HER, CHAN,” Soonyoung screams again

- Chan opens up his arms and you come in for an extremely warm hug. He gently sways you side to side in his embrace I’M DEAD

- “NOW KISS,” Seokmin suddenly adds, but his comment is then greeted with light punches and hits from the other members

- Chan and you laugh at the suggestion

- “I think we’ve had enough of the babying today,” Chan says before he plants a soft kiss on your cheek

- “CHAN YOU’RE GROUNDED,” Jeonghan scolds him

[ted-hyung]

Can you write something about Wonpil being scared of thunder but there's currently a thunderstorm going on and he accidentally texts Sungjin whom he secretly has a crush on

anon-sshi, i changed the setting a bit; instead of accidental texting bc who do dat i don’t (lol) wonpil is found pouting in the pantry by RA!sungjin. yes, a college!AU. yes, anyone can suggest a sequel for this come on like don’t ya need an answer from the last three paragraphs?

sungjin totally look like this can i get an amen:

also forever tagging le sungpil queen @6ungjin

i hope you’ll like this. and reblog. also tagging it as #sungpil . thank you.

(9:19 pm)to: aegiYoon Dowoon whr r u??

(9:23 pm)from: aegihyung sorry im at hyuks. assignment due 2mrw. prolly gonna stay bc of the thunderstorm.

(9:23 pm)from: aegiu ok hyung? i still have snickers in my top drawer if ur hungry.

(9:24 pm)to: aegiT___T Ahh I don’t think I can even sleep??

(9:25 pm)to: aegitHunderstorm is scary…

(9:37 pm)from: aegiso sry hyung. u can crash in jae and brian hyungs room?

(9:38 pm)to: aegiI texted them n they said they’re stuck at the library. I think the whole dorm is. I’m in the kitchen rn making Nutella sandwich.

(9:39 pm)from: aegiok that sucks. sry hyung.

(9:39 pm)to: aegiIt’s ok. I’ll leave you to work. Fighting!

(9:50 pm)from: aegithnks hyung, hyuk said hi. see u 2mrw!!!

wonpil pouts. none of them, not even brian who’s chummy with the RA, paid any attention to the storm warning from the campus. wonpil had just read one huge poster tacked on the announcement wall next to the fridge, advising students to: 1) stay indoors with enough supplies for at least a couple of days, and 2) be wise with their electronic consumption in case of power outage.

wonpil is not doing any of the advised action because: 1) he’s technically eating someone’s sourdough bread (a guy named joh-jon-johnny, probably a foreign freshman) and jinyoungie’s nutella, and 2) his phone is already on its 30% battery life.

he should just packs johnny’s bread and jinyoungie’s nutella to his room, plugs his phone, and eats until he gets sleepy. maybe catching up with the newest gossip from wanna one, the newest boy group the whole korea nation helped to build. like, maybe kang daniel finally filmed a full five minutes video of him speaking in satoori like a certain someone whose satoori is always so adorable instead of scary.

but then the boom rolls across the black sky, flashing white lights against wonpil’s skin and the marbled bar. it’s deafening, and wonpil smears a bit of the nutella on his ears as he covers them with his hands.

wonpil sighs. great, now his ears are sticky. he grabs a tissue placed next to a bowl full of packets of ketchups from various fast food chains. he’s wiping his left ear as the first drops of rain are fired from the dark clouds, hitting the dorm’s roofs like bullets. the spattering is loud, and the thunder that follows is even louder, but nothing can prepare wonpil from a husky,

“ya missed a spot.”

that makes him jump on the stool he’s sitting, very much thisclose to fall to the floor if it’s not for a pair of big, big, big hands straightening him back.

“godfuckin’—so sorry!” it’s sungjin, the RA. his black hair is a mess like he’s been running his thick, thick fingers through his black hair and wonpil wonders why that’s the first thing he notices from the older guy.

here comes his adorable satoori.

“are ya okay?” sungjin asks, his pretty eyes looking small behind the ugly specs he’s wearing. but he’s not ugly, though, in fact, he’s so warm. the plain black t-shirt fits his upper body just right wonpil already forgot about the ugly specs. he’s totally not complaining.

“y-yeah,” wonpil croaks out, grinning. “hi.”

sungjin raises his eyebrows. he’s probably just as surprised as wonpil by his unfiltered, totally unadulterated adoration oozing off from the simple greeting.

at least he’s smiling at wonpil as he reaches to wipe the missed spot from wonpil’s left ear and the split second contact sends a spark of electricity all over wonpil’s heart. sungjin pats wonpil’s shoulder, most likely feeling nothing, and takes a step back.

“snacking?” he asks, rubbing his thumb and index finger clean.

“oh. umm,” wonpil clears his throat, “yes. what about you, sungjin-sshi?”

“just takin’ a break,” sungjin answers, his broad back facing wonpil as he opens the fridge, taking out a box of opened froot loops. he proceeds to grab a handful and eat the sweet cereals like he would peanuts.

“ya can have some,” sungjin offers, holding out the box for wonpil to take and who is wonpil to say no? this is the longest conversation he’s ever had with the friendly but unapproachable RA! this is so exciting! wonpil never knew anyone who eats cereals like they would peanuts! oh my god?!

“this is delicious,” wonpil hums, liking the artificial, fruity taste.

“i know, huh?” sungjin nods. his biceps are huge and he looks kinda cute, somehow, with how he’s hugging the froot loops box close to his chest. wonpil needs to stop staring.

“ya alone?” sungjin asks, clearly aware that wonpil is not going to function properly any time soon. “where’s dowoon?”

“he’s at a friend’s house,” wonpil answers automatically and asks just as abruptly, “do you know my name?”

sungjin laughs. he’s got the kind of laugh that just draws wonpil in; it’s heartfelt and sincere, coming right from his lungs. sungjin’s shoulders are shaking and his adam’s apple is making attractive ripple as he throws his neck back; his ugly specs are somersaulting on his face.

the fact that sungjin is 90% laughing at him doesn’t stop wonpil from feeling proud. if only brian was here to witness this! ha! wonpil never understood why brian is reluctant to introduce wonpil to sungjin—as a friend and not potential anything, mind you—ever since wonpil voiced out that he thought the RA looks like a teddy bear i used to have oh my goood!

sungjin snorts. he takes off his specs and wipes imaginary tears off of his eyes using the hem of his plain black t-shirt and wonpil gets a glance of not abs there. tanned. hairy.

wonpil flushes for a whole different reason now. the thunderstorm is still going strong.

[emtown]

Greek myths asks

GODS: Life

Zeus: What’s your name or nickname? Tennessee called me Em Town the other day

Hera: Where are you from? Washington

Athena: How old are you? 22, but I might as well be 80

Hephaestus: When is your birthday? June 30

Aphrodite: What’s your relationship status? Single as always

Poseidon: What are your pronouns? She, her

Dionysus: Are you and extrovert or an introvert? Hella introvert

Demeter: Do you have any pets? Jenny

Apollo: What kind of music are you into? Post rock, indie

Artemis: What do you first notice about new people? If they're friendly

Hades: What’s a big fear of yours? Becoming blind, being forgotten

Ares: What’s a big pet peeve of yours? People who don't take their craft seriously

Hestia: Where do you consider home? Seattle, and hopefully I'll meet someone there

CREATURES: Lasts

Pegasus: Last movie you watched? This morning I watched Made of Honor. Reminded me of someone

Mermaid: Last tv show you finished? In totality, I think Big Mouth. Rewatching The Office now

Centaur: Last book you read? Blackacre, Monica Youn

Siren: Last song you listened to? 400 Lux instrumental, Lorde

Gorgon: Last thing you ate? Steak from last night

Cyclops: Last time you cried? Like really broke down, hmm. I wanted to cry a couple weeks ago but I didn't. Maybe when I was in Oregon.

Minotaur: Last time you were truly happy? A certain morning last month.

Sphynx: Last text you sent? Thanks to my mom for a drink recipe

Chimera: Last call you made? Frederick

Griffin: Last thing you did before going to sleep last night? Take out contacts

Nymph: Last dream you remember? Being mad that he couldn't see I liked him

Satyr: Last time you couldn’t stop laughing? SOme stupid moment in the car w Sarah

HEROES: Experiences

Heracles: Have you ever had a dream come true? Yeah, weirdly.

Theseus: What is your worst regret? Used to be staying in Texass for college. Used to be breaking off our friendship. Now, I think it's not trying hard enough to get a job in Seattle.

Perseus: Have you ever been arrested? No, but I've been caught trespassing three times.

Cadmus: Have you ever had your heart broken? Yeah, my poor teenage heart. Didn't even know what love was then, and still don't now.

Achilles: Have you ever had to be hospitalized? I passed out at Walgreens once and had to lay in a hospital bed for a couple hours.

Actaeon: Tell about a memory you wish to forget. Um yeah so I was recording something and the person I think saw that I was recording and that's embarrassing.

Bellerophon: Have you ever passed out? Blacked out a couple times

Agamemnon: What is an achievement you’re proud of? My writing. I've gotten loads better since my first award

Oedipus: Have you ever been in love? Not required, so it doesn't particularly count.

Jason: Have you ever travelled abroad? Where? Two cruises

Atlanta: Have you ever stood up for someone else? I'm sure

Hippolytus: Tell an experience you will never forget. I've written an essay about it, so just read it there.

MAGICAL ITEMS: Favorites

Trident: Who are your favorite people? Everyone I see on Thursdays- Chris, Tenn, Sarah, Katy, Skylar, Bobby, Hoagland sometimes

Lightning Bolt: What are your top three favorite movies? Perks of Being a Wallflower, Paddington, uh.... I don't know what else.

Lyre: What are your top three favorite songs? Song 6, Transatlanticism, Nemesis

Caduceus: What is your favorite color? Green

Aegis: What is your favorite book or series? Hunger games

Scythe: What is your favorite tv show? The Office, Master of None

Bident: What is your favorite way to spend free time? Netflix, writing, bumming around

Harpe: What are your top 3 favorite places? I'm gonna stick to Nac: the library, student center, Ferg

Cornucopia: What is your favorite place to eat? I love Mama's Pizza

Winged Sandals: What is your favorite thing to do when you hangout with your friends? Chill and hang out, or play Cards Against Humanity

Golden Fleece: What is your favorite animal? Idk. A Westie

PLACES: Goals and Wishes

Olympus: Describe your dream job. Editing actual good books, that make me excited to work

Tartarus: What’s a short term goal you hope to achieve? Become a better person

Underworld: Describe your dream vacation. A trip to England, Iceland, New Zealand, a week for each place, and throw in a beach on the last week

Styx: How would you like your life to look like in 10 years? Successful. Romantic. Lots of friends. Famous for my writing. Married. Maybe a kid.

Athuna: If you could live anywhere in the world for the rest of your life, where would it be? Seattle. Always Seattle.

Sparta: Do you have a bucket list? If so, what’s on it? Live to be 100 is number one.

Elysium: If you could have a superpower, what would it be? Teleportation i suppose

Ogygia: Describe your dream husband/wife/life partner? Romantic. Understands my intimacy issues but challenges it. Loyal. Loves me.

Troja: What is the craziest thing you wanna do before you die? Maybe get a tat

Delphi: Are you currently doing anything to pursue your dreams? Getting a master's degree but i dont see how thats helping me much. I just wanna live in Seattle