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minttexs · 6 years ago

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WE ALL NOW WHAT TIME IT IS!!! THE DAY I GOT BLESSED WITH THE MOST AWSOME LITTLE BEAN IN THE WORLD (aka Vic aka Victoria aka the most adorable nugget in the world)

So hey hey I've risen from my death and life of university to commemorate the goddess of answering late and always apologizing for it even when I tell her not to. The person who ruined the sexiest gif of Yoongurt for eternity (....boop...)

So many many moons ago I've had this anon who always greated me with HEY YOU! (Already sounds much fun right?) And she was like so nice and one day she sent me a message and I was like oh my god she is so nice like wow my little baby heart felt warm (which is rare since i'm a cold hearted kinda girl) and we became so close friends that I actually cannot believe that she is even real. Like I could message her 3 am crying that I can't with my life and even though she makes me cry even more, but the good kind of cry where you feel like someone actually cares about you and you have an important role in their life. And DAMN, I mean we are so alike and yet so different it's the perfect mix. We are both very awkward and way too nice for our own good😂😂

And one day in our conversations she said she doesn't remember the day we became friends so she decided our friendaversary shall be Jan 9. So ever since than I have a notif in my calendar for ever Jan 9th that it's our day.

And I know we might not be the coolest people, and you might not even care like dude okay you love her tell her k bye. But I need to tell you that in my 18 years of living and existing I have had a lot of friends. Trust me because even though I'm socially awkward now and can't stand more than 3 people I wasn't like that and I seeked the social relationships so bad. And after I have been let down and hurt so many times I thought I'd be alone my entire life and won't have anyone to talk to. (I know i was young and exagerating but hey let it slide i'm a writer and a very emotinal kid) and then to have Vicky who is just so amazing and she makes me feel like I'm actually a decent human being despite my flows and to know that someone has got your back is a gift not many people realise they have it nor cherish it as much as I do. From having many friends I have come down to only a few people who I know will be part of my life and I want them to be part of it. And Vicky is one of them.

My dear friendo, who I love so much.

I always tell you this, but I am so grateful to have you you have no idea. I just get so excited when you write back because the weird conversations we have always make my day and make think about stuff I wouldn't think about (like shapes ganging up to protect the little corner piece I hurt when I went home😂) (((yes guys like literal geometrical shapes)))

You are so kind, so smart, so funny. You always have an open mind, you never judge people easily and you always try to understand people what's behind their reasoning. You are so selfless you always put others first than yourself, even when you are hurting from it (which is not cool) because you care about the people around you much. You always give great advice and comfort when I need it. You help me find my way out of the hole I dug myself into, even when I don't feel like there is a way out. You make me laugh so hard and I think about our jokes and fun times so often and they make me laugh as hard as they did the first time. You are seriously the most beautiful person I've ever met from the inside out.

I can't wait to meet you one day (hopefully soon) and buckle up and bring tissues because I promised you we're going to cry in a corner together😂😂 jk jk but I'm probably going to cry because I want to hug my long lost twin nugget so much

I love you Vic so much you will always be my @justastupidnick, my dear friendo, my potato in crime. And I hope I can be as good of your friend this year and you were mine all these times. I love you so much💗💗💗

Love,

Brow👯‍♀️💗

#oh hi hi #personal #justastupidnick #actually #justmystupidnick #hehe #i love you

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shystoryrebel · 3 years ago

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LOST WITH THE WAVES

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It happens only with dreamy Indians. Children are the happy dreams of their parents. To fulfill their dreams, I had obtained B.Tech., degree in Computer Engineering, from I.I.T... After B.Tech. I acquired masters’ degree in Management from I.I.M... After working for few years in India, like any other Indian, I joined a multinational company in USA.

America is now treated as a dream country especially in India. It is the cherished dream of every Indian to touch the soil of that dreamy land, the land of braves, patriots and vast opportunities. Americans are born with three Ts in their mind; TRY---for better future; TRUE---To your nation, religion and work; TRUST---in God and self. So in my case also that long cherished dream had come true. My parents were very happy on this achievement.

Every entry point has an exit point, so I resolved to make my exit from my dear motherland to enter into the land of dreams as a wonderful experience, with lots of joys and graceful achievements. Here at last I reached a place where I truly deserved and where my merit and talent has got respect. Here I saw a beautiful world, waiting for me. I decided to walk with an aim. Bubbling with happiness and confidence I planned to stay in this country for about five years in which time I hoped to earn enough money to settle down

comfortably back home in India.

We belong to a Brahman priestly family. But my father did not have any interest in our traditional profession because in our country it was almost a

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secular and intellectual fashion to abuse and curse Brahmans and Brahman priests. In some states like Jammu & Kashmir and Tamilnadu, Brahmans are treated worse than slaves and animals. He generally used to recite this poem;

BRAND NAME

God send me on the earth, an innocent being,

Untouched by the black and white doing,

But the world branded me as a Brahmin,

And a curse fallen on this urchin,

A child of lesser God,

The entire honor was forbidden to this pod.

Education, help, livelihood;

All was snatched by Robin Hood,

Some branded it as social equality,

But it was state cruelty,

Others’ called it secular passion,

But it was ugly repression,

All the isms kill human rights,

They are the Janus face of racial might.

As a result of this scenario my father preferred to be a teacher. As honesty, hard work, patriotism and Sanskars were in his blood which he inherited from his parents. He could not do much for his family and his economic condition remained grim through out his life. Only after his retirement he could purchase an ordinary one bedroom flat in a slum type locality. More over he had to pay hefty bribe to government babus to get his day today work done in government offices. Even still he has to pay bribe to get his PF and other dues cleared and get his monthly pension from the same department which he served for thirty five years. But ambitions could not touch him. He believed in,” When nails are growing, we cut nails, when ambition is growing; we cut ambition but maintains relations and character.

I wanted to do much more than my nationalist father. I wanted to earn and earn like secular leaders of the country. But in AmericaI could not adjust comfortably and started homesick and lonely as the time passed. My patriotism and love to my roots always troubled me there on the foreign soil. Moreover in America, Indians were not treated respectfully. As upper castes Hindus are insulted and abused in India, in the same manner Indians are treated in America as a community who are there only to mint fast bucks only,

come what way. There too I saw each heart had pain, only the way of

expressions were different; some hide it in tears in their eyes while others’ hide it behind their beguiling smile.

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I used to call my parents almost once a week using low cost international phone sim cards. In this manner three years passed and my contract with my employer was over but my employer extended my contract for another three

years as in Americaperson is recognized by merit, talent and work where as in India quota castes, minority religion, language and region are recognized and not the merit, talent and work.

Another one year passed on burgers, pizzas, chowmin, potato chilies etc... Years and months passed, watching foreign currency rates and getting happier whenever the value of Indian rupee went down. One thing I learnt from Americans that getting upset would not help. Always getting up, to set the things right.

The problem of marriage always was a big issue for my aging parents. Finally I decided to get married and gave nod and told my parents that I had

only ten days of holidays and everything must have to be settled down within these ten, very important ten days of my life. I got my ticket booked to Indiain the cheapest economic class. I was on seventh cloud and was actually trying to purchase gifts from the cheap duty free shops, for all my relatives and friends back home. If I fail to do follow this custom, there will be talks because in India it is believed, if one is in America, he must be rolling in money. Right from the babu at the airport to the dancing terror eunuchs, this great Indialoot is a part of life.

After reaching India, I spent some time at home with my parents. All the time we all were involved scanning photographs of girls and as the time was very short I was almost forced to select a girl as my future life partner. Bride’s side was in much more hurry as they did not want to let out this America settled son-in-law. They told that I had to get married within three-four days. After the marriage, my departure time to U.S.A.was very close. After giving some money to my parents I again had to leave Indiaand requesting my relatives and neighbor friends to look after my parents. We both returned to U.S.A.

In the beginning my wife was very happy in America and she enjoyed her stay here. But after some time she started feeling lonely. Her frequency of calling her parents, back home in Indiaincreased and sometimes almost everyday. As a result of her extravagant nature my savings started vanishing rapidly. I tried to get some job for her but I failed and could not arrange a job for her. She used to receive wise upbraiding from her parents especially from

her mother every day. In my case it was very true, “If the first button of your shirt is wrongly stitched, all the rest will definitely be crooked. So always be careful on your first step, success will automatically follow you”.

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Although she was Ph.D from Gazab Singh University, India, but to my horror I came to know that she was not capable even to write a letter. All her degrees were almost manipulated through corrupt methods. Her father was a judge and her mother was a professor in Gazab Singh University, India. She boosts of guiding forty five, Ph.D.s to her credit, through lifting, scissoring and pasting methods. This university was notoriously famous for selling fake degrees.

In this way two more years passed, and we were blessed with two lovely kids, a daughter Ganga and a son Brahmputra. Every time I rung to my parents, they asked me to come to Indiaso that they could see their grand children before their eyes are closed for ever. But work pressure coupled with difficult monetary conditions, I could not visit India. Months and years passed and visiting India to see my aging parents was a distant dream.

Then one day at around mid-night, my phone rang and I got a message that my father was seriously ill. I tried to get leaves but failed to get the leaves sanctioned, to go to India. The next message I got was the death of my father. As there was no one to perform the last rites, the close relatives helped by the neighbors performed the last rites.

The death of my father shattered me and I was badly depressed. My father passed away without had a glimpse of his grand children.

One day he came to me to meet me in my dream and cried at me:

MY FATHER AND THE CURSE OF MY NATION

I heard my heavenly father, last night,

What is your dear nation’s curse? Write

And throw it beyond Himalayas, high,

I trembled, collecting my father’s sigh.

I can’t do, my dear father!

There are many curse but ask my brother.

I am pressed by love and patriotism.

The voice shouted to shun hypnotism.

My father’s word in mind,

Generated radiant and vigor in side.

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Tender little hands of children begging in streets,

Brutal and intoxicated fathers musing in fleets.

Donors giving through misty doors,

This is unknown to fair floors.

For right of freedom, this crowns,

The rogues as lords in Parliament frown.

Tears in eyes, I cried, patriotism means,

Self interest, corruption and rotten dreams.

As honest and intelligent have lost their claim,

Corrupt touching glory and nation in drain.

III

Secular cry breeding fanatic name,

Social justice prospering caste chain,

Tainted rulers dance while enemy conspire,

Brave soldiers are fried on crying pyre,

Jihadi killers dance while innocent cry,

Bloody red hidden in white to rob every pie,

Alter decorated with anarchic laws,

To strangulate the weak and just with claws,

There my father cried in terse,

Shall thou write my nation’s curse?

Now modern women have only know,

To cheat hearts with tears false below

And swap bed every day and night,

Every right is wrong and wrong right.

Framed racial and communal laws,

To bestow trump powers to our foes,

Here wise man choose to silence,

And fools throw tantrums on their glance,

Where unmerited groups laugh at your gate,

Merit is scorned and measured without weight.

As you turn your body to side,

Met with foul tradition and conscience tide,

Power shines with mirth deadlier best,

All this I wrote to mourn the test.

This is the curse, open to all to read,

Go with ill doers, my father cried

And furl your flag with sick brewers,

Now cannot be changed a new,

Six decades of ill governance,

Has dried and sucked all fragrance.

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With heart sinking and tears in eyes,

Death can change this entire fry,

Otherwise rot will go on,

With all my blessings to you to worn,

Saddened to leave you alone here,

As I cannot be no more with you there,

Left crying in a cruel winter evening,

Twenty years have passed by mourning,

His sudden march to the kingdom of death,

Left we orphaned as a traveler without sheath.

VII

That mighty soul, sober, cool and austere,

Must be shining in some unknown sphere,

Enjoyed his shadow as wise banyan keeps boughs under,

Here he was to beat the storms and not to flounder,

Helping and guiding the masses in need,

With a happy and honest hand indeed,

True servant of Almighty in this world wild,

Goddess Saraswati seated on tongue with message mild,

Such souls loved and needed in ages all abound,

Pray to Master to reincarnate him again around.

Three, four years passed. I decided to return to Indiaand to settle down there. This decision was not appreciated by my children but my wife was very happy on this decision. I started to look for a good and affordable property. But now here Dr. Man Mohan Singh was the Prime Minister and to my shock my savings and pocket were much short and the price of property gone up very high during all these years. I had to again return to the USA.

But this time my wife was very intelligently tutored by her mother. She was not ready to come back to USAwith me nor was ready to live with my aged mother. On the other hand I and my children were not ready to live in India under these circumstances. I, with my two children returned to USA after promising my mother and wife to come back within three years. Every thing about our future was uncertain but God has arranged every thing for our tomorrow. You just have to trust Him. He grants us the power to accept things you cannot change.

Time passed by and my daughter decided to get married to an American on her own. Neither due to financial constrains, my wife nor could my mother join us to bless our daughter. My son was happy living in USA because he was very comfortable with American life style. Suddenly I received the news of the death of my mother due to heart failure.

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Now I was fed up with this type of life. It was enough and decided to wound up every thing and returned to India. Relationship is like fragrance, you can never touch it but you feel it. Now I had just enough money to buy a decent three room flat in a posh colony in India.

With this vagabond type of life I became sixty years old. Beaten from all sides I became highly religious and a regular visitor to the near by temple. My faithful wife was still living with her parents. She was not ready to leave me nor was ready to leave her parents. I was a cash card to her and her family. As her father was a judge he knew the hazards of filing and settling divorce cases. So my wife was happy living as a married lady but her parents’ daughter, financing her rogue brother by the money I used to send

her as a peace package. She was like Stephen Blackpool’s wife in Charles Dickens’ Hard Times:

TRUANT DAUGHTER IN LAW

Always play truant and abhors all in laws,

A knotty bride, slamming doors,

A perverse father’s tricky daughter,

Floats in muddy and shallow water.

Guided and guarded by,

Inhuman Taliban laws,

Branding man’s race,

As savage and subhuman.

Men in khaki and gown black,

Are suitors dear?

But never gave respect to,

Her elder in laws.

Rude and twisted to caring in laws,

Direct from honeymoon cracked

Whips on these helpless fellows.

At school her report card noted as spoiled child.

Decked and jacked in false glitters,

Children she mothered,

Narrate tales awful and deadly,

Never taught children with milky hymns.

Children never impressed by her dear mother,

But never learnt to slam the door.

Her funeral was performed sacredly,

Mentioned her virtues in tone false.

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But all and sundry present there,

Dwelled her vices in hushed detail,

She was a bandit queen,

In garb of bridal make up.

Again another mishap happened in my life. Papa’s daughter, but my faithful wife also left me high and dry and gone to the last abode from where no body returns. Now I started wondering the meaning of life. Is it worth all this? My father, even after staying in this country as a poor teacher, had a house to his name but he never was alone. I too have the same, nothing more. But I have lost every thing, my parents, my wife, my children, my mental peace and near and dear ones. Life is like onion which has many layers of relationships. If you do not cut it adds taste to life but if you cut it, you will get tears only.

Looking out from the balcony I see a lot of boys and girls riding on bikes and dancing. This modernization and liberty has spoiled our new generation and these children have no values in life. I get occasional greeting cards from my children on different days. I wanted to cry, I wanted to hug some one dear, but no dear ones were around. You cannot hug yourself, you cannot cry on your own shoulder; perhaps life is all about for living others. So live with those who love you, not with those whom you love. World’s happiest relations never have the same nature. They just have the best understanding of their difference, which we missed in our life.

Now perhaps I will also die and my neighbors again will be performing my last rites. God bless them. At least this one thing is still there that at least last rites are performed with full honors. But again the question remained unanswered, is life all this worth? A failed son, who could not serve his parents, when they need him most, a failed husband, who could not be with his wife, a failed father, who could not continue the legacy of a family…and a failed Indian who could not serve his nation. Whatever life throws at us: it will be easier to comfort if we feel loved.

My children and the grand children will not realize this pain and pain of losing my culture for ever and for ever-----is it really worth so many souls alienated. On a one fateful morning I was reading the divine Bhagavad Gita. My phone rang. From the other side I was overwhelmed to listen the sweet voice of my dear son, hello papa, can you give me an appointment to bless your grand child, mothered by a close friend of mine, means born out of wed lock.

Shocked, I sank into the chair on which my father used to sit and teach. Slowly and slowly darkness gripped me, perhaps I shall never be able to give an appointment to bless my grand child and its mother. But my question remained unanswered; was life worth this? With this I lost somewhere and sagged down.

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etad yonīni bhūtāni sarvānī’ty upadhāraya

aham krtsnasya jagatab prabhavah pralayas tathā

Know that all beings have their birth in this. I am the origin of all in this world and its dissolution as well. All things are dissolved in me.

(The Bhagavad Gita, Ch.VII. Sl.-6 (Trans.))

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years ago

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Written Scenario Requests and Moodboard Requests are now OPEN!

Admin: Hello everyone!!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH FOR 2K FOLLOWERS!!!! We’re all screaming and after finally clearing all our old written requests and the dates from our 1k follower special, we will now open written requests again as well as open moodboard requests! Please keep in mind we will be adhering to our rules and guidelines for requests and will be listing moodboard request rules below. Also note that since all of us are in school, we may not get requests up right away, so if we get a lot we may choose to close them again until further notice, it all depends. Thank you all for your love and support again! <3

Moodboard requests:

either one member, ship or unit at a time

preferably tell us a color theme (like red, blue, black, etc.)

up to two colors per moodboard

tell us a theme

it can be something like “boyfriend aesthetic” or “inspired by the Jun soulmate au” or “based off svt’s song don’t listen in secret” or something like “autumn Soonyoung” as examples

Here’s an example moodboard: “Minghao couple nature aesthetic”

“‘You said you like the sun, but when you go outside you find shade. You said you like the rain, but when it rains you use an umbrella. That’s why when you said you like me, I was afraid.’ The8 told me that.” -Junhui

ALSO… If you guys wanna read it, here are some things the admin have to say^~^

Admin Soph: I'm honestly so proud of how far this blog has come. Went from a follower to an admin real fast 😂. No but really. I was freaking nervous when I sent in an application. I wanted to be a part of this blog to strengthen my writing skills (and love for Seventeen) and get to know the amazing people behind it. But I also didn't know whether I would be able to give you guys content that you all will like and deserve. AND I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHY IM EVEN HERE HAHA.

And I just want to appreciate every single one of you. You guys are literally the sweetest bbys ♥️ ♥️ . My heart always warms up when we receive an ask and it’s for the admins asking whether we're okay and taking care of ourselves. I just want to cuddle you all in warm blankets and take care of you. And I'm saying this now if you guys ever have any problem and feel like talking to someone.Or if you just want to be friends. We're always here~

And on that note. To all the mutuals that I have had the chance to talk to. Y'all are amazing. I don't understand why you guys are still talking to me tbh. That's why you're all precious to me ohmygod 💞 💞 . Also, I'm sorry if I don’t reply much. IM A VERY INTROVERTED PERSON AND I ALWAYS MAKE SITUATIONS AWKWARD AHAHA. But if you guys want to talk to me about something, I’ll drop everything and talk to you. EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU DESERVE LOVE AND I SHALL GIVE YOU LOVE IF YOU NEED IT 💞 💞 .

Imma write something for Jun too. Because I’ve been with this baby boy for a very long time. I love him so so much 💖 . There are times where I want to fight him. And there are times where I just want to bubble wrap him and protect him. Literally makes me go through different emotions in one day. But mostly it’s the feeling of happiness. Jun is a big reason as to why I'm slowly loving myself. With him being a funny confident dude, I found out that I can be like that too. And ever since I did, I have been feeling nothing but happiness and I want to thank him for that. I hope I will be able to meet him someday and tell him what a wonderful human being he is.

Now to the amazing and beautiful admins. Imma write something for each one of you but first and foremost I just want to say that ya’ll are precious to me. I might not talk a lot and barely reply in the gc (iM SOWI I WILL CHANGE THAT I PROMISE HAHA). But know that you guys have a very special place in my heart. And that's beside Seventeen. Been only a few months and I'm very thankful that I met yall. You guys are like my family at this point and I wanna keep it at that even after this blog.

Now onto Jess. My fave Joshua stan no joke. LOOKS LIKE AN ANGEL AND HAS A VOICE OF AN ANGEL I SWEAR SHE’S PERFECT FOR JOSHUA FIGHT ME. Literally the sweetest human being. Even though she’s older than me, I want to protect her ohmygod. I love Jess very much. You guys don’t even know. She is very nice. I don’t know how she is able to keep that image tbh. She is also very VERY HARDWORKING. I want to freaking start a petition for Jess to rest. It amazes me how she copes with all this school work and with this blog. And man if you ever need someone to coo about Joshua, Jess is that person. She is so whipped in love with Shua. And with Jun second on her bias list and with Joshua on mine, we both basically die because of Junshua.

Meagan is next!! Meagan is literally the definition of aesthetic . Literally from her fashion style and her freaking bullet journal. And her bias is aesthetic himself asdfghjk. And also her writing style. I adore her writing very much. And I literally asked her for writing advice HAHA. She is a very soft-hearted person. And a very good person to ask advice from. Like I would definitely go to her if I ever have a problem. sHE IS ALSO VERY PRETTY????? LIKE HER INSTAGRAM MAKES ME QUESTION MYSELF. LIKE SHE IS SO DAMN PRETTY I DONT UNDERSTAND HAHA. Also how she is able to converse with everyone amazes me. Overall an amazing older sister for me 💖 I love ya Meagan~

And lastly my fellow youngling Seri. I just want to point this out now. If anyone dares to fight Seri, I’ll be there. This person right here is very precious. And I will fight to keep it at that. You can tell that I love her very much. She is near my age so it’s very comforting for me to have someone close to my age. Also her love for Soonyoung is the cutest thing. Whenever she and Meagan talk bout Soonyoung and being whipped for Soonyoung I just can't. So adorable. She is also very beautiful. He makeup skills are on point. Like please teach me, I'm a potato HAHAH. And can we just talk about how cute her name is? Seri is so goddamn adorable. Just like her.

Amazing that even though we live in different timezones, we will always find time for each other. I love these peeps very much. And I'm thankful for Seventeen for helping me find them.

Pretty long but oh well. This happens when you make the quietest person talk HAHA. But seriously, you guys mean everything to me at this point. Like I feel safe knowing that I have 3 angels watching over me. And I just want you guys to know that I also have your back. Hope our friendship will strengthen as years go by 💖 💖. And to our dear followers, please stay sweet. We’ll always love you. And Seventeen loves you guys too. Let’s make more memories together~

Admin Meagan: Tbh, when I applied to become an admin for this blog I really didn't think I would actually be picked. But look at me now AHAHAHA. I'm so so glad that I became an admin for this blog because it combines two things I love. Writing and seventeen.

I don't think you guys know how much I enjoy writing something and seeing how much people liked it as well. Especially when you guys send us direct compliments in our ask box. I don't think you guys know how much we coo in our admin group chat about the sweet stuff y'all send to us sometimes 💓

To the mutuals I've made from this blog, thank you so much for talking to me. I'm a pretty social person and I enjoy talking to anyone so thank you for that. And I enjoy the stuff y'all reblog as well AHAHAHAHA you guys are amazing and tenks for being a friend.

Honestly, Seventeen has undeniably made me happy. From listening to their songs when I'm mad to calm down to being an emotional wreck during Diamond Edge. I truly care about the boys and this blog made me love them even more. Also, I want to give a little shout out to my ethereal star, Kwon Soonyoung for literally brightening up my day all the time ✨

Thank you for being my ult bias and being extremely cute. You mean a lot to me for sure. Onto our beloved admins, firstly Jess. Y'all don't know how amazing she is. She's immensely smart and so caring. In these past few months of being friends, she's definitely a kind-hearted person and it really shows through. From listening to my past boy drama (like literally, I sent her voice messages and it was like 1-2am for her I'm,,,) to her giving advice to me. She's truly a gem and like an older sister <3 Also guys, she's really pretty!!! Even though she denies it :p and also a good singer!

Next is, Seri!!! Firstly, Seri is exceptionally funny, I swear the things she says sometimes in the group chat is hilarious. Also, she's sooooo good at makeup y'all and hella stunning as well. I always go to her for tips and we always share our makeup of the day with each other AHAHAHAHA. Seri is so kind and such an amazing support system and you can literally talk to her about anything AHAHAHAHAHA. I truly appreciate her being a friend <3 and the fact she stans hosh as well hehe

And to our maknae! Sophia but we always call her Soph. The best Jun stan I've met in my life. A creative little fellow and she also dances!! And also gives me tips for dance because I'm literally a stick AHAHAHAH She's so cute as well!! And such a caring bean <333 Also she likes attacking the rest of us with pictures of our biases 😂 Need a span of Joshua?? Soph is always ready lmao

Y'all mean a lot to me and I can't believe the amount of support I've gotten from all of you for a lot of things. From picking outfits to fangirling with me during my concert. I honestly don't mind opening up to y'all which I don't often do at all. I really like how you guys are always there and whenever one of us is down or have some tea to spill, everyone is on board AHAHAHAHA.

I seriously love all the admins so much because they are friends that I cherish quite a lot. I cannot wait for the day we all can meet somewhere and just hang out together and just have fun, heh 💓 We really need to start skyping with each other and pls one day come to Malaysia!!! I'm gonna bring you guys around for good food and photoshoots!! (I take really good pictures if I say so myself, if you wanna see them. Message me for my Instagram AHAHAHAHA)

Most importantly, thank you to literally everyone who've read our work and enjoyed it, to those who reblog and heart our stuff; thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️ And to our readers I've personally talked to personally, y'all are really cool and tenks for talking to this nerd lmao. I can't wait to see this blog grow even more and to experience new things with seventeen and you guys. Love y'all

Admin Seri: first THANK YOU, for making it this far ><

Wow, well I’m speechless, honestly I’m not even sure what to say, so i apologize in advance how unorganized this ESSAY is about to be.

First, i’ve always been curious on writing scenarios like this, and i definitely think I was good enough. So any thoughts of running a blog was like, jumping off a cliff, it was best to keep it out of mind. Me and Jess, met through an online groupchat that I seriously never thought would lead to this. Funny thing, I was on vacation, when I joined, one-two weeks after Jess made the blog. With all of my curiosity of what it was like, I was kind of bored and wanted to give it a shot. Legit I expected like 500 followers after like, a year? NEVER did i think we’d have 2000 after 5 months. like WHAT.

To Seventeen, the talented, amazing dorks, where my vocabulary is not big enough to describe them. aside from the fact I love, adore, and admire them very much, (if i stayed here and talked about they are a team with a lovely team backing them up. CARATSSSSSS ;))) without Seventeen, there would be no blog, and with no blog, i wouldn’t have met the three other amazing admins, other tumblr mutuals, and our amazing readers ^~^ .

First to Soph, I- just know she is adorable, that’s all, the cutest freaking Jun stan ever. she’s only a feel months younger than me but i feel like im a grandma with all the energy she has because she’s on a dance team and how tired I am all the time. i’m thankful i get to wake up to her spam of pictures also :’) honestly rip to her storage, :’) let’s keep together lovely! US MAKNAES SHOULD STICK TOGETHER!!! ;) our own lil maknae line leggoooo ;) <3

Meagan my fellow hosh stan, oh my god she is actually my aesthetic, from bullet journaling SHE IS AMAZING, to makeup I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MAKEUP (someone who can actually deal with that because my obsession is bad hehe) she’s gorgeous and i feel blessed to find a friend like her, (not because of her connections in Malaysia or something COUGH) im jp ;) she’s just someone i can always ask an honest opinion from, and im thankful for that <3

Then Jess, I’m trying not to tear up right now and I honestly don’t ever cry unless I’m watching a TV show, honestly. she’s been here from me through and through and our friendship feels a lot longer than five months. I already know our friendship will last even when we one day will sadly have to end the blog :’), and i’m ready to meet because im planing this trip already like LETS GO LET KOREAN BBQ bc proud foodie right here, hell any of the admins. this is gonna sound so mushy oh god but i feel i’ve grown and learned so much from her and she never makes me feel stupid for asking a question. moving on, GUYS OUR CONVERSATIONS ARE ACTUALLY GREAT LIKE AFJFOLAENGV on of the more memorable ones is when she introduced me to that song, YES JESS YOU KNOW. and most importantly, thank you for being my mom and just being there for me , because im truely thankful for that <3

TO OUR FOLLOWERS, there’s 2000 of you guys WHAT, welcome to our craziness and thanks for sticking around! I’d love to get to know you guys so don’t be scared to message me @bloatedboo !! i’m not great with words but know every single one of you guys are in my heart whether i know your name or not. <3

Admin Jess: Brace yourselves, I have lots to say😂.

First off, if you had asked me if I had expected to hit 100 followers let alone the 2,000 followers we have now when I first started this, I would have laughed. It is a bit of a crazy number to wrap our heads around, but I’m insanely grateful and I might actually start crying. This whole thing started off as simply a hobby, something I could use to vent my love for the 13 boys that have my heart, but it became so much more after a while. It almost didn’t happen too, just like our beloved soulmate series, everything came down to being in the right place at the right time and having everything line up perfectly before the hard work and passion kicked in haha. I’ll state my thanks here so that I can get it out in words rather than tears. I won’t get too much into how when I started this blog with Seri, I was not in a very happy place. But that’s not the important part. The thing is I met incredible people through this blog and learned many things. I learned how to not let every criticism and mean comment get to me, and rather to learn to grow and try to do the best I can. Nothing brightens my day more than hearing I made people smile, there’s nothing else I’d rather do with my time:) ahem now for my thanks (and yes I’m going to thank Seventeen bc I’m hella extra)

Seventeen have made me v v happy and continue to do so to this day. While I may declare my love and hatred (jokingly) and say I’m unstanning, I really love all 13 boys with all my heart. All the admin have talked about it, but when we’re writing for them or answering asks, they don’t seem like just idols to us. They’re friends who love each other, real genuine people who are beautiful inside and out. I’d like to thank them for just being them, for bringing a smile to my face whenever I feel down. Honestly so sappy and cringe but true nevertheless. I love Svt a whole lot <3

Joshua, EXCUSE ME AS I GET HELLA EMOTIONAL I CAN’T JUST WRITE TWO SENTENCES ABOUT THIS GUY;&:9;$2. So I’ll try to keep it short. Joshua, I am the most grateful to him for his undying love for his friends, for his hard work at always being the best person possible, and for genuinely making me smile. He’s the kind of person I want to be, someone who is kind-hearted and tries his very best at everything he does and ilhssm.

I can feel myself tearing up woohee this is going great. I’d like to thank the many internet friends and mutuals I met, through this blog. Initially I had simply wanted people to fangirl with svt about and I got so so much more. There is a moment I remember distinctly 2 weeks ago, I had been really stressed about my slew of tests and I had maybe gotten 20 hours of sleep in the entire week and had told my friends in real life but also my internet friends (you know who you are and ily) and I was bombarded with messages of support from everyone in the morning and I dead af kid you not sat and cried because how did I deserve such amazing support and friends. People who had never seen me before were genuinely concerned about my health and mentality and nothing nothing made me cry more than just the sheer amount of support I got. I had mentioned in our admin chat how I regretted not doing enough due to exams and my bb’s legit were screaming at me to sleep and that it’s ok and everything will be ok if I didn’t answer everything right away and just focused on me and it’s prob one of the moments in my life that I felt the most support and love ever. and so that takes me to my few final thanks….

Soph, okie hands down my favorite Jun stan I’m sorry everyone, I love Soph lots omfg. She’s so talented!!! I’m living for the day where she kills me with her dancing just as Junhui does to all of us, I can’t imagine how hard it must be to learn svt and bts choreo and run this blog lmao. Soph, I love how you hype Josh with me and how we all suffer together when we send svt pictures and honestly thank you thank you thank you so so much for being not only an admin but a valuable friend.

Meagan, I can always count on her to send me pictures of Joshua on Instagram and I love her lots too. I love how despite living 16 hours apart, we can still have conversations about boy drama (no not svt lmao svt wouldn’t do us dirty like boys irl) and fangirl about Josh and svt and just everything. She’s incredibly talented too, her writing and she’s so pretty I die. Meagan, I love how I can say something and count on you to talk about it, it’s beautiful and fun, thank you so so much admin and friend.

And finally, I’d like to thank Seri. Seri has been with me on this rollercoaster of a ride since the very beginning. I found it incredible how the two of us just *clicked* ya know? She’s the type of friend who says one thing and two hours later, she and I are both dying from laughter on the ground in stitches. I’ve never genuinely laughed more than some convos I’ve had with her. I’m also surprised she has yet to hear me screaming at her from across the country, I’m pretty sure I’m loud enough that she could hear me. She’ll prob forever be my aegi whether she likes it or not and while I honestly don’t know how much longer I’ll stan svt, I do hope that our friendship can far outlast our time together here on the blog (plus I swear imma buy her plane tickets somehow so we can go to an svt concert together or disneyland before I die). I’ve ranted to her lots and I complain to her lots but she never tells me I’m annoying and for that, I’m also thankful XD. I think I have learned quite a lot from her, including how to have thicker skin and I love her so so so much. Seri, thank you for everything lovely, let’s continue growing as friends and people together ^~^

Final remarks, I think what has always drawn me to svt is just the sheer comradery and love they have for each other. It’s undeniable they’re family to one another. I had always been somewhat jealous of their adorable friendships and funny chemistry. But as I look back on it now, I found my own sort of svt, in the people, friends, and stories I interact with everyday here, and for that I can only say thank you.

#WE HIT 2K #IM SHOOK #LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU GUYS #admin seri #admin jess #admin soph #admin meagan #admin note #not ask svt #not ask svt related #BUT ALDFALOVKNLENOR #you guys im crying #2k followers #thank you #ask seventeen hearteu #requests open

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Green on Green: Modern + Chic St. Patrick’s Day Dinner Party Inspiration

Grab a festive cocktail and find something to sport in a green hue…we’ve got a fabulous fête to share with you in honor of St. Patrick’s Day! Bringing in tones of emerald green, along with vibrant pops of blue and yellow, plus some edgy black accents, today’s dinner soirée is modern + chic, with just a touch of moodiness. Count us in!

In celebration of March 17th, Ragi and Amanda teamed up with Golden Arrow Events & Design + Bottles & Blooms for this spectacular dinner party held at Sweet Salvage Rentals! Sabrina, the lead designer at Golden Arrow Events & Design tells us: When planning our St. Patrick’s Day styled shoot, we wanted to inspire others to host more celebrations—whether it’s a wedding or a social gathering, there’s always a reason to celebrate! I envisioned this shoot to have a modern garden-fresh vibe, complemented by smoky accents. A St. Patrick’s celebration wouldn’t be complete without some delicious adult beverages…so we had a few special recipes concocted just for the occasion!

Let’s proceed to the party, shall we, folks?

The Details

A party always starts with a great invite—it definitely sets the tone for the celebration. Pirouette Paper designed the most perfect invitation suite, paper goods and signage that complemented the overall design and even incorporated the cool paneling, for added texture.

The Modern Tablescape

Would you take a look at those blooms + all that greenery! Bottles & Blooms created these lush textured floral arrangements and cascading greenery, inspired by the green that St. Patrick’s Day is known for.

The team wanted the tabletop to be very modern and have a deep contrast with all the greenery. Cherished Rentals had the perfect items to complete this vision with stunning smoky glassware and slate dinner plates.

One of our favorite things was this added pop of color! The eye-catching napkins from Hostess Haven added a fun twist to the green color palette.

Emerald Green Never Looked So Good

Look at all those gorgeous goodies from Sweet Salvage Rentals! Such a cool lounge to have a drink (or two) in.

The Craft Cocktails

Speaking of drinks, Bottles & Blooms provided us with the recipes for these concoctions:

Emerald & Aloe

Ingredients:

1.5oz Potato Vodka

1oz Aloe Vera Juice

1oz Melon Liqueur

1oz Fresh Lime Juice

Garnish: Aloe Leaf

Instructions:

1) Add 1 scoop of ice to a shaker tin

2) Add Potato Vodka, Aloe Vera Juice, Melon Liqueur, and Lime Juice to the ice and shake well

3) Pour into a rocks glass

4) Garnish with fresh Aloe leaf

Stay Golden

Ingredients:

1.5oz Irish Whiskey

2oz Sweet Guinness Reduction

.5oz Lime Juice

Garnish: Mint Sprig

Instructions:

1) Fill shaker tin with ice

2) Add Irish Whiskey, Sweet Guinness Reduction (recipe below!), and Lime Juice to ice and shake well

3) Strain into a coup glass

4) Spoon excess Guinness foam onto cocktail

5) Garnish with a mint sprig

Specialty Ingredient: Sweet Guinness Reduction

Ingredients:

3 bottles Guinness Draught Beer

1c Light Brown Sugar

Instructions

1) In a medium-sized pot, slowly add 3 bottles of Guinness Draught Beer

2) Bring to a boil and reduce quickly to a simmer

3) Add light brown sugar + whisk until completely dissolved

4) Allow to simmer and reduce for 12-15 minutes

5) Let cool, then pour into a glass vessel

6) Add to your favorite Whiskey!

Cheers to that! Happy St. Patrick’s Day, everyone!!

photography: Ragi and Amanda // venue name: Sweet Salvage Rentals, Santa Ana, California, USA // event design: Golden Arrow Events & Design // planning: Golden Arrow Events & Design // florals: Bottles & Blooms // paper goods: Pirouette Paper Company // calligraphy: Pirouette Paper Company // handmade details: Creative Amme // tabletop rentals: Cherished Rentals // furniture rentals: Sweet Salvage Rentals // linen rentals: Hostess Haven // cocktails: Bottles & Blooms

Source: https://greenweddingshoes.com/modern-st-patricks-day-dinner-party-inspiration/

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