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[bigbrotherlouis]

i’m obsessed with joel farabee and morgan frost and you should be too: a primer

hello! welcome! recently i have become infatuated with morgan frost and joel farabee for a lot of reasons but mostly because of that one post that i spent like twenty minutes searching various blogs for that said “people are freaking out about sexualising hockey players, meanwhile joel farabee is one instagram comment away from telling morgan frost he’d suck him dry.” in my head rent free. hit a girl up if you have the post.

anyway! frosty and beezy:

[hard cut to me whispering “oh my god even their nUMBERS are friends” i’m fine.]

this is more like about vibes and less about facts, so you can google if you want to know more about their, like, bios and stats and stuff that’s not 99% rpf or conjecture. this primer is just the things that make me scream. however, that being said, they do play well on a line together and both are very good players.

joel farabee is american, from new york i believe but his dad is from philly, and falls neatly into the category of BORN TO BE A FLYER. longtime fan, hugely excited to play for the team, brings it up all the time.

morgan frost, from ontario canada, was not.

a real, actual tweet. he tweeted this with his WHOLE chest and then joined the flyers like three years later. i adore it. another real actual tweet i adore:

sweet, sweet joel. he misses his buddies :( no doubt including morgan because they are, by all appearances, obsessed with each other. i’m trying not to keep  using the word obsessed in this primer but it’s hard because they are. morgan’s a year older, a first round draft pick in 2017 and joel’s a first round pick in 2018, but they didn’t start playing together until 2019, i believe, because joel played for a college team in boston. side note: he also captained team usa and wore a number 28 in honour of claude giroux and i am absolutely not okay about it.

e! mo! tion! al! incidentally, frosty wears danny briere’s number when he plays for the flyers, which. take from that what you will. iykyk. their NUMBERS are FRIENDS. HERITAGE SOULMATES. joel’s been called up to play on the flyers (and did really well in the playoffs!) but we’re still waitin’ for morgan to come along too but the coaching staff hasn’t recognised the raw power of true love yet so.

at this point, you’re probably saying “sasha shut up about their fucking numbers and talk about why they’re obsessed with each other” but good news! i do not need to do that because the official flyers media has done that for me! (x) i’d recommend watching it because it’s a lot packed into a neat 100 seconds, but notable moments include the voice over saying “joel farabee and morgan frost have found that going at it together has its benefits” within the first thirty seconds. that is a real direct quote. i can’t believe it either. there’s also a lot of light homoerotic bonding over playing chel, them sitting across from each other  on their beds, the admission of being ROOMMATES (oh my god they were roommates), this shot of them sitting with their mouths wide open on either side of their dad,

and also joel wearing a hat with a canadian maple leaf on it, despite being from the the united states. wonder where he got that from. please watch the video.

when they’re not playing chel or, you know, going at it together, they’re being horny in each other’s instagram comments. there’s honestly.... so many of these that i can include but we’re just gonna go with my favourites.

when i say i think about this comment on a picture of morgan with isaac ratcliffe, a fellow flyers prospect on a daily basis, i mean it. i’ll be just doing my thing, minding my own business, and MORGAN MAKES ME VENMO HIM JUST TO TALK will pop into my head, completely uninvited. king shit for morgan to do and king shit for joel to admit on social media for the world to see, but joel admitting things he maybe shouldn’t is a running theme. 

cool. TOTALLY not flirting or anything.

joel. also both their exhibitionist streaks should be explored in fic more i am JUST sayin.

ok but bee you were lookin. like you can chirp but you were lookin, don’t lie. 

when ur in love with ur roommate but ur both hockey players so u can only communicate that love via chirping when he’s with the boys :(

what’s it called when you vibe really well with someone and also live with them and also comment on their shirtlessness and also maybe kiss them on the mouth a little? d... da... dating?? can’t be it.

morgan is a little more composed in the comments and mostly just posts inside jokes i cannot comprehend, or compliments. it’s still cute.

this was on a playoffs pic where joel’s wearing #28 love 2 see it love a supportive boyf always

this one was of joel with a fish he caught and i’m sorry but i did not want it on my phone.

but morgan can’t hide his affection for long. (me, in the distance: TWENTY EIGHT TWENTY EIGHT TWENTY EIGHT!!!!!!!)

there’s more comments but they’re boring and this is long, mostly joel chirping  morgan for wearing baseball or football stuff. however! they are also on twitter where they keep each other humble after incredible goals, like bros do,

this is DEFINITELY flirting. like, blatant. it’s like that kind of flirting when you’re thirteen and you don’t know what to do with your body so you just kinda steal your crush’s stuff or insult them because all attention is good attention, right??

but when push comes to shove, beezy is always gonna look out for his boy (because they are in love):

some important pictures of them together, for your pleasure: 

this is so DUMB and i love it

friends supporting friends!!!

this is them meeting their hockey dads :) so cute :) joel is promising g that he’ll have morgan back by ten yessir he will be respectful of boundaries and curfew. jake is high fiving morgan on getting some. this is facts i just call em like i see em.

and finally!

is this allowed?????  is this allowed???? it’s hard to tell but i’m pretty sure that’s joel on his knees for in front of morgan and i just??? how is that allowed???? it’s been five days and this picture has RUINED me. someone write me an essay to have on my desk by morning, stat.

also v unrelated but here is a video of morgan frost reading, proving he’s the smart one in the relationship. that’s not saying much but, hey! at least there’s proof he can read.

obviously different ships capture people in different ways but there’s something about them to me, personally, that is just so captivating. there’s a lot of potential for different fic vibes, and joel in particular always has a really fun voice to read (and also to write). they definitely have chemistry, they’re pitted against each other so there’s a good-natured rivalry going on, CLOTHES SHARING AND HERITAGE SOULMATE NUMBERS, and, like, they just genuinely seem to enjoy each other. someone PLEASE write more fic for them or by god i’ll have to do it myself.

ok that’s everything for now, i believe. they’re in love and don’t care who knows it and i’m obsessed. (however, i’m also obsessed with joel farabee and andrei svechnikov together, for which i have a one-picture argument for here.)

(p.s. anything not linked i screenshotted myself thank youuu for reading have a good day and remember: morgan makes joel vemno him just to talk 😌)

edit: hello. i wrote this on election night as a way to take off the edge of my nerves and it is not as funny or screechy as i wanted it to be so i’m going to add some now.  

[prorevenge]

Falsely Accused of Cheating, Then Dumped

Date: April 2, 2009, a couple days after I turned 30.

I had been dating a wonderful girl, we’ll call her Ratchet, for almost 3 years. And we were good together, I really did see her as my soul mate. We weren't living together yet, but I was just a few weeks away from popping the question. However, as plans will be plans will go awry.

Enter my friend (we’ll call him Skidmark), who I'd known since freshman year at a well known university, he was also a fraternity brother and someone I'd be proud to call a real brother. This is the guy I would've asked to be my best man, and not as it's often portrayed in cheesy romantic comedies or whatever. That is, until his act of betrayal when he told Ratchet (A LIE) that I cheated on her. Also, he had no evidence of said infidelity.

How did this play out? Ratchet had been staying at my place for the past couple days and I arrived home to find her packing her things. When she saw me, she started shouting at me. A lot of it was hard to make out, other than the profanity but here's what I did remember:

"How could you do this to us"

"I can't believe you"

"Skidmark told me everything"

I attempted to interject a few times, almost in tears in one point when I shouted, "Just listen to me for a second!" but she just got all pissy that I yelled at her, and walked out after telling me to get fucked.

So obviously I called Skidmark a few times, left a voicemail asking WTF he told her and wanting to know why he dragged me through the mud like that. The next morning I went over to his apartment - to find that he moved a couple days ago. How convenient.

The next day, I get a call from another good friend of mine (he was a solid guy, so let’s call him Solid - we met at the same university/fraternity) and it went something like this:

"Um, are you sitting down"

"No, what do you want to tell me"

"When did you break up with Ratchet?"

"I didn't, Skidmark told her that I cheated on her and she walked out on me"

"I just drove past that dive in your old neighborhood, she's with him. They were all smiles, holding hands and everything - I was wondering what was ..."

(I disconnected)

So it doesn’t take the guys from True Detective to figure out that he orchestrated this from beginning to end, and his prize was a new girlfriend – now my ex.

At the time, it felt like this backstabbing bastard destroyed my life.

Fast forward to six weeks later ….

On a Friday night Solid went to a popular bar/club in the area to hang out and throw down a few brews. And who do you think walks in about 15 minutes later.

Why, it was Skidmark!

It was a pretty large bar, and Solid apparently did a pretty good job of not being seen, even though he did see a few things:

Skidmark went in alone, but he's talking to some girl maybe 5 minutes later. A few minutes later, he buys her a drink. A few minutes after that, they're on the dance floor.

A few minutes after that .... let's say Skidmark could have gotten arrested if he didn't have consent to put his hands where they were.

Keep in mind, Solid has already sent me several texts about what's been going on. At one point he included several photos of the handsy dancers. In the last photo Skidmark was kissing the girl.

And now he must be melting his phone with how fast the texts are coming in.

"You gotta nail this guy, Ratchet needs to know what's going on!"

"Shit he almost saw me!"

"I had to skip out of there, but I've done enough damage heh heh"

"He was kissing her in that last one, wanna bet he'll go all the way?"

This is where the plan comes together. I tell him to get in touch with Ratchet, and ask her to meet him (about something urgent) at a coffee shop close to where he lives. Note: his place was over 30 min away from where I lived, so hopefully Ratchet wouldn't be suspicious. I recommended a coffee shop because it's a public place with outdoor seating.

Sunday morning, May 17:

I remember everything about this encounter – what I was wearing, what she was wearing, what it smelled like, it’s permanently etched in my memory. I approached a couple minutes after they sat down. Once Ratchet saw me, her face physically changed, and she immediately got up to leave. Solid reached out and grabbed her arm before saying "You owe me, remember? Sit down and listen!"

She reluctantly sits down, and with a very pissy look on her face she asks, "What do YOU want, Parkesc?" ***

I respond, "What he said, sit down and listen" and I ask to borrow his phone so I can call up Skidmark. I hand him mind and tell him to pull up the photos when I give him the signal.

Here’s how the conversation went:

Skidmark answers with "Sup Solid"

I respond, with the speakerphone on, "Well hey buddy!"

There’s a brief pause followed by “uuuh”

“No it’s Parkesc. I hope you don’t mind; I’m using Solid’s phone since mine’s dead.”

(Keep in mind, Skidmark’s voice in the rest of this conversation is pretty sheepish)

“Long time no see man, what’s been going on?”

“A whole lot’s been going on, actually. How was Friday night?”

“How was Friday night?”

“Yeah”

“Why would you ask man … I mean I … I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Yeah I think we both know why you haven’t seen me in a while, but anyway, Solid told me he saw you at the bar the other night, getting down with some hottie.”

“Who said that”

“Solid, you know, our fraternity brother from (that university). And, ummmm, he saw you. With that girl. And he may or may not have taken some pictures.”

“What?”

By the way, Ratchet’s eyes are getting pretty big right now, Solid is motioning her to be quiet. She mouthed the words WHAT THE FUCK as he began to open my phone and go to the pics.

“Yeah I got a LOT of pictures. And you know, I think I can guess who would like to see them.”

“Cmon man, don’t do this man. Why you doin this, man? Why you doin this?”

“What are you kidding me? We haven’t spoken in over a month because you lied to my girlfriend that I was in love with and planning to marry. Now you’re messing around behind HER back.”

“Man it isn’t like I was trying to steal her, man.”

“WELL MAYBE YOU CAN TELL ME WHAT YOU WERE TRYING TO DO, because Solid also mentioned he saw you two together. That was TWO DAYS after she walked out on me.”

“It’s not like that man, and you’re not gonna anything. I know you’re mad, but, cmon man.”

There was a brief pause, and my brain almost did a Ctrl-Alt-Delete after that auditory fuckpoop.

“No, you don’t know. And I’m not gonna CMON MAN.”

“Are you kidding me, you’re really gonna …”

“I’m doing this – right now, in fact. You’ve been on speaker the whole time, and Solid isn’t the only person here with me.”

“WHAT?”

And finally Ratchet chimed in.

“I cannot even believe you did this. What the hell? You’ve totally ….totally been lying to me and now you're cheating on me too?"

“No, no, no it wasn’t ….. FUCK! Really, Parkesc?”

“Basically, they’ve shown me all the pictures, I’ve been looking at them this whole time. What’s wrong with you, Skidmark??”

“I didn’t even know her.”

“What you mean, you didn’t know her??”

“Ok, you know what, fuck you Parkesc!”

And then Solid says his piece:

"WHOA WHOA WHOA, first of all, dude, you stole your best friend's girl with a BS lie, you just admitted it, and you're cheating on her anyhow!"

"Fine, whatever, it didn’t mean anything ….”

Ratchet responds with "Oh Please!” before she hangs up on him and turns toward me. She hands the phone back to Solid and he gives me back my phone with half a smile and a raised eyebrow. He probably expected a gratifying end to this escapade.

“Parkesc I am really sorry, I made a mistake. Is there any way ...."

“Stop right there!” I abruptly interject, with a sharp glare in my eye.

They’re both in shock.

“No, you never believed me, didn’t listen to one word I had to say. And you had no evidence, you just took that fuckhead’s word and walked out on me. Was it worth it?”

Solid was pretty much catatonic, stunned into silence. By the time I was halfway back to my car, I could have sworn I heard Ratchet starting to cry. I wouldn’t know because I refused to look back.

*** By the way, you’re probably wondering what the asterisks were for. Up until that point, there was still a snowflake’s chance in hell that Ratchet and I would get back together. When she didn’t even want to hear me out (yet again), I was done. I just didn’t let her know until I was finished with Skidmark.

I never heard from either of them again. Good riddance.

(source) story by (/u/parkesc)

[adcres]

         howdy hey , pardnerrrs :> i’m rox ( she / her ) ‘n i’ll be playing yr residential sullen broodin’ boy , nico . i didn’t have the time to write out a whole new intro , given that i have back to back classes again today :-’( , so please forgive me for recycling his old intro akawodkgrsd ; . that being said , i did tweak around some tingz and i updated his wcs for him , so if yr down to clown around just hmu on my discord :   𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔫𝔦𝔞#2854 !  okie okie , i’ll shut da eff up now ♡ 

BASICS.

༉‧₊˚✧ kim taehyung , cis man , he / him / his — did you see that nicholas “nico” yoon was trending last night ? the twenty three year old street artist has been getting a lot of press lately . i think it’s due to them being so + quixotic & + free-spirited , but i always thought they seemed - withdrawn & - sybaritic . their fans always say they remind them of soft smoke rings spun in a dreamy haze , silver-ringed fingers rapping against polished oak , and waning light refracting against broken glass though . i wonder if they’ve found out about REDACTED yet … i guess we’ll have to wait and see . [ rox , 22 , pst , she / her , none ]

PINTEREST & PLAYLIST .

01 and 02 .

PERSONALITY .

at first glance , nico reads as this aloof , arrogant type that doesn’t like to associate w the common public . always keeping the majority of people at a comfortable distance , nico moves almost exclusively within his own social network , and doesn’t like to deviate from what he knows best .  

not so much pretentious as he is lazy , making an effort to socialize with complete strangers is simply something that nico would never do . hehe ... he’s kind of shy like that .... ♡ though he’d literally never admit it ♡

despite giving the impression that he’s some intimidating and chronically indifferent kind of guy , nico is genuinely a sweet boy — ‏‏‎ one who’s in a constant state of confusion as to why people seem to be so scared of him . it always comes as a shock when close friends of his admit that they thought he absolutely hated their guts when they first met him .

b/c tho he’s p smart , nico is very oblivious at times , and he’s 100% the kind of guy who’ll walk away from a conversation thinking he did a rly rly good job trying to make a friend ... when in reality he prob said four words in the span of thirty minutes smh .

overall , nico’s a private person , especially with what he’s thinking ... and it’s really hard to get a clear read on what’s on his mind . sharing his feelings has never been one of nico’s interests b/c he just genuinely doesn’t think whatever he has to say is rly worth mentioning . so he usually just shuts da fuck up n lets other ppl talk so he can mentally gain the strength to continue socializing .

push nico’s buttons enough tho ‘n you’ll catch this mf speaking in full sentences .

lastly , it should b noted that nico is a romantic through n through ... this mf probably d*ed in the victorian era ‘n got reincarnated b/c he’s got that ‘ lets share furtive glances across the room but never say a thing to each other  ‘ thing on lock . mr. darcy headass

and while nico might play the role of long-suffering , ever pining lover to a T , he’s more in love w / the idea of love than he is w / any single person . and he literally cannot hold down a relationship w/o fucking it up for himself in some shape or form .

kind of sarcastic ... v much the teasing type .... 

can b very impulsive at times , loves to go on solo adventures at night , prefers his own company tbh ...

overview : melancholic , reticent , noncommittal , humble , mild-mannered , romantic .

a mix of : josh from clueless and j.d. from heathers

more here .

MORE AESTHETICS.

the chill of silver jewelry against flushed skin , forgotten graffiti on porcelain sinks , flickering motel lights , kisses sticky with vodka , eyes ringed with lavender , sleepless nights surrendered to the dull buzz of television , obscure art house films , sun-kissed cheeks , the surprise of summer rain , chest aching with lost loves , scattered baby’s breath and rosemary , and a shared smile between perfect strangers .

CHARACTER DISSERTATION.

nico was born on a brisk wintry morning in the fashion district of los angeles ( january 21st , 1997 ) to a family of six .

as the second youngest child , and the only male son to boot , nico grew up with his only inheritance being a generational kind of hunger , one that demanded for more than what his struggling parents could offer

the arts stole nico at an early age ... ushering him into a world of creation and freedom beyond the four bleak walls he daily occupied . from spending lonely summers tucked away in some forgotten corner in the library to practicing on a borrowed violin from dawn to dusk , nico knew that even with nothing at his disposal , there was always something to be made w/ the tools he’d been given  

despite not having the money for private tutors to hone their son’s growing artistic talents , his parents did whatever they could to support his dreams , whether that meant working double shifts back to back or scrounging for loose change underneath the sofa cushions to pay for whatever materials nico needed .

it was in this strange way that nico grew up p spoiled . somehow having nothing while also having absolutely everything at the same time .

very much a family man , the first big purchase nico made once he broke out in hollywood was a house in beverly hills for his parents . now that he’s finally at a place where he can take care of his family , nico makes sure that his parents and sisters want for nothing

while he showers everyone else with generous gifts and obscene amounts of money , nico doesn’t particularly feel comfortable doing the same for himself . he’s a simple man through n through . one who’s content to spend his time walking his dog late at night , listening to a podcast on his airpods , instead of going out to a club w/ other well-known socialites .

a true artist at heart , nico refuses to conform to the current trends of hollywood , instead insisting on wearing thrifted clothes to important galas — ‏‏‎much to the frustration of his PR team and the chagrin of his stylists . but none of the choices nico makes seems to surprise anyone anymore . driving flashy cars and wearing designer clothes has never really been his style , after all . and it’s important to him that he remain authentically himself despite everything .

WANTED CONNECTS.

pr relationship ( open ) : someone that nico is contractually obligated to date ... i could totally see there being drama ‘n tension from having to pretend to actually like each other ... would b better if they rly did not like each other at all ... 

fwb ( open ) : buddies who bump uglies sometimes ... they both agreed they’d never catch feelings for each other but we’ll see ... 

frenemies ( open ) : someone that grinds nico’s gears but they’re a friend of his friend ... so they’re forced to keep it civil . i can see them exchanging hateful comments in the back of their friend’s car while simultaneously posting pics of each other on ig to keep up the rouse . 

unrequited crush ( open ) : likely nico would not realize if yr muse had a crush on them ... but it’d be fun to play it out like a kdrama anyway heh heh

a close friend group ( open / any ) : i thought it’d b so cute if there was like a small group of friends , maybe 3-4 ppl , that do stupid shit like ditch going to celebrity after-parties to break into abandoned buildings , get real high , ask stupid ‘ would u rather ‘ questions , and do sum main character type shit ... yk what im puttin down ... ‘n nico is def the type to open up in the presence of extroverts so i think having a group of wild outsiders of diff bgs would b v inch resting ..

enemies / rivals ( open / any ) : tbh nico prob rubs ppl the wrong way since he has resting bitch face ‘n never wants to talk to anyone .. so im sure there r ppl who just do not like this mf ... and rest assured that the feeling is mutual ...

bad / good influence ( open / any ) : nico’s known to mount his high horse often ... mr morality over here ... so i just know he prob would butt heads w/ the residential troublemaker . tho nico’s artwork can be controversial and out of the box at times , his art style and his personality are at constant odds , and it’d b interesting to have that bad influence / good influence dynamic w/ someone .

family friend ( open ) : someone who grew up w/ nico in dtla ... couldve gone to the same public school as him ... or their families couldve gone to the same church ...

ok my intro post has become a fucking behemoth so im going to stop here ‘n just say i have so many more wcs in mind so if u wanna plot lets just talk hehe :>

[hetalialoverwrites]

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

Part 9

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        Out on the tourney field, Auradon's team is matched evenly with their rival's Tourney team, 2 to 2. Jay and Carlos are on the bench and Coach sends Chad out, "Good luck Chad." Jay lightly hits Chad's arm. Chad looks back for a moment before running out, calling back to Jay, "Thanks, Jay!" "This is a nail-biter, folks. There are 47 seconds on the clock, and we're all tied up. The Sherwood Falcons, two. The Fighting Knights, two. What a game between Auradon's fiercest rivals! The teams get into their huddle ups and take positions along the kill zone." The announcer calls out as Coach calls one of his players in, "Jay, you're up." "The Dragoneers have been laying down a withering hail of fire and now a substitution by Coach Jenkins." Coach! How about my buddy here?" Jay asked, lifting Carlos up. "Oh no." Carlos tried to sit back down quickly but Jay kept him standing. "You said a team is like a body. He's kinda like my brain." Jay convinced. Coach sighed and nodded, calling another player in and letting them go out there.

        "He's bringing that hothead Jay in from the Isle of the Lost and that little guy Carlos can barely hold a shield! When they break from their huddles, this is gonna be a big moment here. And the tipoff is ready! Here we go. Long pass goes to Jay. Jay dishes off to Prince Ben. Nice little block by Carlos! He does a little dancing jig in front of his opponent's face! And now Jay gets the ball back! Here comes Jay! Jay, hurdling maneuver at mid-field. Jay makes a nice pass to Prince Ben through the Kill Zone! BIG BLOCK BY CHAD! Prince Ben moves over wide, gives it back to Jay. He's in the clear! SHOT!" The announcer yells out, but sadly Jay doesn't make the goal. "OH, WHAT A SAVE FROM PHILIP THE FALCONS' GOALKEEPER! 23 seconds left on the clock; you could cut the tension with a sword. The long ball is played into Jay. Jay, great jump, great leap, and a great move by Jay. BIG BLOCK FROM CHAD! Jay dishes off to Prince Ben. THEN CARLOS WITH A BIG BLOC, GOES DOWN! Jay, through the Kill Zone, picks up Carlos. Oh! He's being hammer by dragon fire! He's still going! Jay, hurdling maneuver in mid-field! He's in the clear! The ball goes back to Jay! He passes to Prince Ben! HE SCORES!!" The announcer screams out, his voice hoarse. 

        The crowd cheers loudly, jumping up and down excitedly. You and Mal have to cover your ears as Evie and Lonnie turn to each other and scream excitedly, jumping as well. You and Mal have your wings wrapped around yourselves, casting a spell on everyone around you two not to feel your wings if they bump into them. The spell worked well in the hallways, but if they bump into them hard enough it won't work. The spell makes them brush it off, but no one is going to brush off being shoved into a wall or falling or dropping their books suddenly. And just for this one game, you both also spelled your wings invisible to yourselves to see what was going on. "PRINCE BEN HAS DONE IT! WHAT AN UNSELFISH PLAY BY JAY! What a team! Incredible! And it's the new guys, Jay and Carlos that set it up for Prince Ben! WHAT A VICTORY! AND WHAT AN ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT END TO ONE OF THE BEST GAMES EVER!" The announcer yells out before his mic and stand were taken away from him.

        You were surprised at the sound of Ben yelling out, "Excuse me! Excuse me! Can I have your attention please?" He asked. Everyone quieted down and waited for him to speak happily, still on their excitement high from the game. Ben got onto the stand the Dragoneers stand on, accidentally shoving someone off it. "I have something to say!" Ben yelled into the mic, putting the pic back on the stand in front of him. Suddenly with a bright grin, Ben starts to have people spell out your name. As you realized this, your face flushed in embarrassment. "What does that spell!?" Ben yelled, making everyone in the stands turn to you, "(Y/n)!" They all called out. You hide your face in your hands and peeks out through your fingers to see what was happening. "Come on, I can't hear you!" Ben yelled. "(Y/N)!" They all scream. Mal was hiding her laughter behind her hands, her shoulders shaking with mirth. "I love you (Y/n)! Did I mention that?" He asked.

        You flushed red at the sudden declaration, absently wondering what was in that cookie. "GIMME A BEAT!" Ben called to the band. "Uno, dos, tres, cuatro!" Doug called to the delight of the band players who started to play. Ben's foot started tapping and he looked overjoyed before singing, "Did I mention that I'm in love with you? And did I mention that there's nothing I can do? And did I happen to say, I dream of you every day? Well, let me shout it out loud if that's okay, hey, hey. Yeah! If that's okay!" The crowd sang as the backup to him, including Jay and Carlos who you were going to kill later. Ben started to dance, half of the Tourney team following his lead, "I met this girl who rocked my world like it's never been rocked. And now I'm living just for her and I won't ever stop!" The rest of the team joined in to dance. "I never thought that it could happen to a guy like me, but now look at what you've done, you've got me down on my knees." Ben dropped to his knees and pounded the ground. "Cause my love for you is ridiculous! I never knew-." "Who knew?" Jay and Carlos asked.

        "-That it could be like this! My love for you is ridiculous! My love is r-i-d-i-c-u-l-o-u-s!" Ben sang, spelling out the letters and everyone followed along after him. "It's!" "Ridiculous!" "Just!" "Ridiculous!" "And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss!" Ben sang, sending the crowd into hysterics. "Well did I mention, I'm in love with you? And did I mention, there's nothing I can do?" Ben locked eyes with you, and you blushed even further as Evie and Mal teased you with Lonnie. "And did I happen to say I dream of you every day? Well, let me shout it out loud! If that's okay, hey, hey. Hey! If that's okay." Ben took the mic out and leaned back, using the stand to hold himself up. "I gotta know which way to go, come on, give me a sign!" The team synced moves with him, "You gotta show me that you're only ever gonna be mine! Don't wanna go another minute living' without you! Cause if your heart just isn't in it, I don't know what I'd do." Ben leaned back into the arms of his teammates who launched him up into the air. He landed and continued singing to the crowds screams and to you. Your jaw dropped and you lowered your hands to your mouth as Evie squealed next to you. "Because my love for you is ridiculous! I never knew-" "Who knew?" "That is could be like this? My love for you is ridiculous! My love is r-i-d-i-c-u-l-o-u-s! It's!" "Ridiculous!" "Just!" "Ridiculous!"

        Ben glanced up to you and caught you smiling at him, a smile growing on his face. "And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss! Come on now!" After some dancing, Ben pulled off his jersey, balled it up, and threw it up to you. You caught it and laughed in surprise as the dancing grew more outrageous, Ben jumping onto the horse mascot. "Because my love for you is ridiculous! I never knew-" "Who knew?" "That it could be like this! My love for you is ridiculous! My love is r-i-d-i-c-u-l-o-u-s!" As the crowd repeated the chanting, Ben was thrown up on the bleachers and he crowd-surfed over to you. "It's!" Ridiculous!" You felt Evie grab your hand in support as Mal was laughing so hard she had to lean against Evie. "Just!" "Ridiculous!" You turned away to leave quickly, not knowing if you could take him coming up to you after all this embarrassment. "And I would give my kingdom for just one kiss. Come on now!" Evie spun you around and there standing in front of you, barely missing being hit by your wings as you were spun, was Ben. He was leaned over to look at you, panting and sweaty from the game, singing, and dancing.

        He cupped your cheek and leaned in to kiss you when you leaned away sharply, covering your face with her jersey. He leaned back and laughed before pulling you into a hug with one arm. You managed to twist your wings away in time, accidentally hitting Evie. "I love you (Y/n)! Did I mention that?" Ben asked, still seeming a lot like he was going to kiss you if you raised your head to look at him. Then, Ben no longer had the mic and Audrey did. "Chad's my boyfriend now! And I'm going to the coronation with him. So, I don't need your pity date." She bit at Ben before kissing Chad, making the crowd whoop for them. Ben took back the mic hastily and turned back to you, "(Y/n)! Will you go to the coronation with me!?" Ben yelled, which was unnecessary, into your ear. "Yes!" You exclaimed into the mic. "SHE SAID YES!" Ben yelled along with the crowd, making Audrey pout and storm off, tugging Chad along with her.

        Ben moved his arm to around your back and Jay saw your eyes widen with fear as he came close to touching where your wings hit your back. He ran up and grabbed Ben, "Let's go, Ben! The whole team is waiting for you!" Jay managed to pull Ben far enough away that his hand couldn't touch you anymore. Ben took your hand as he agreed to go with Jay and walked off, your hand slipping through his. You were fanning your face to calm down your blush and turned to Evie, immediately sobering. "E...?" You called gently, watching her look after Chad. You and Mal were about to console her before she took in a sharp breath, "I don't need someone like him anyway!" She said strongly. You and Mal were both shocked, but grinned brightly at her, hugging your friend, "That's right!" You agreed. "He's a jerk anyway!" Mal nodded. Evie smiled at you both and hugged back tightly. "Audrey wouldn't need a prince if she were talented like you." Mal continued, making Evie smile. More cheers were heard from down  on the field and you looked down to see Jay being lifted into the air with a trophy in his hand ."There he is! Jay, the most valuable player." The announcer called. You three cheered for Jay as he waved up to you all.

[theaterboyinwonderland]

U make me answer 25 q I make u answer 1-50 :^)

Hey! Fuck you you hoe :D Tumblr mobile wouldnt let me.copy paste so i wrote this shit in a google doc admire how.much energy i put into this. You fuck 1) counter couch or top of the dryer? Easy couch its comfy and easy to sit on. Plus diff postions are easier2) Your last sexual encounter? Good or bad and why? Depends,  do u count phone sex? If so ugh…? A week ago? irl probs like...4 or 5 months ago. For real sex like 2 or 3 years. Phone sex was good! My mans hot. Irl dude was also goo! Hes a pretty close friend ive hooked up with b4 and probs will later but eh. And for real sex god he sucked. Last longer bro3)Fictional person you think would be good in bed? Lust from FMA.4)Something that never fails to make you horny?  A guy biting my neck and saying “like that baby/love/ect” my neck is SUPER sensitive and a homie love a good pet name5)Where is one place youd never have sex? A hospice 6)The most awkward moment during a sexual experience was when? I was with the dude from 2 and we were both WASTED. He like wanted me.to blow him so naturally i did but he thrusted into me without telling me. Now heres the thing i got a gag reflex but i can control it kinda well. Drunk me however cant and if a long phallic thing goes down outta nowhere i also cant. Anyway so i puked on him. Needless to say we didnt finish that night. 7) Weirdest thing to ever turn you on? When i was a kid id get horny  hearing the sex sounds from fable. Which after replaying them are SOOO bad8)What is the best way to sexually bind someone?Im a sub bottom dude dont fuvking ask me. Probs get them to love you?9)Fastest way to make you horny? Pin me to a bed force eye contact and then kiss/bite me neck/throat. Dirty talk also helps.10Top or bottom? Bottom 11)We were about to have sex but then…. I probs said im tired 12)Is one orgasm enough ? Are multiple necessary? SEE…depends..i fucking HATE over stim. I legit banned jd from doing it to me. THAT BEING SAID. If irs an ALL NIGHT thing and i only.cum.once (probs at the end edging fuck) im gonna be a mess. 13)Something you've hidden in your room that you dont want anyone to find? The body14)Weirdest  nickname a SO has ever called you? Ugh...idk ive never gotten more than babe till i started dating jd and his are nice like baby/my prince/my everything. I use cringy ones like darling  sweetie honey. Ughh t help one guy see if he liked she/her pronouns i called him princess. He later decided he like he/him so i just called him my prince15)Two things u like about oral? Taste, hearing a guy get more horny and start that low whimper/moan when they're close.16) weirdest sexual act someone has ever preformed  or tried to perform on you? All of my so and shit are basic af. Bondage and a collar are the furthest anyone has asked me. Though  a random asked if i was cool with water sports.17)Have u ever tasted yourself? Ive tasted my cum and it was….okay? Ive never sucked myself a bitcg aint flexable.18)Is it ever okay to not use a condom? Ive…never…..used….one...haha….19)Who was the sexiest teacher u ever had? I never had one but FUCK there one this one just outta college  history teacher (who apt had a big dick) and like DAMN he was fine.20)A food you would like to use during a sexual experience? I dont really wanna do food stuff? Its to messy and like...a waste of food? 21)How big is to big? 10+22)One sexual thing you would never do? IF YOUR FEET EVEN COME CLOSE TO FUCKING TOUCHING ME.23)biggest turn on? Wasn't this a q already? On a guy in gen i love singers. Abs and blonde hair dont hurt. Also being taller than me.24)Three spots that drive u insane? Neck hips collar bone25)Worst possible time to get horny? At work sense i work with old people (hey cas coulda stopped here you furry pope fucker)26)Do u like it when yoursexual partner moans? HELL FUCKING YEAH I DO! Im super audio based and i lovethat. I also have a praise kink so like moans are basically praise27)Worst sexual idea you ever had? What if i was straight?28)How much fapping is to much fapping? Ugh...HMMM...if you do it more than 3 times EVERY day maybe stop 29)Best sexual compliment youve ever had? So at the party me and the friend were at there wa:. Him. My ex. And another fuck buddy of.mine. a q came up about who gives rhe best head and whos the best kisser AND ALL OF THEM SAID ME. I was like “i am a damn good kisser “ and my ex said “fuck ya he is”30)Bald, landing strip, jumanji? Do whatever idc. Hairs hair.31)Is it good sex if you dontnut? No. Im impatient and needy.32) If they *love me* we fucking33)Fav part of your body? My eyes! I think they're nice. Other than that i hate myself lmao34)Fav forplay activities.  Idk never done much. Pinned make out sound like a blast with grinding35)Love or sex? Love. Id rather have someone who really cares about me over a good fuck.36)What do u wear to bed? Underwear.  Im not a pj or commando kinda guy37)First time u masturbated? Ugh….i must been like 11? It was b4 like i ever knew what it was and b4 i could cum. 38)Do u have any nude/masturbating pics/ videos of yourself? My boyfriend lives in another country, what do u think?39)Have you ever/when was the last time u had sex outside. Ive never had SEX but ive blown a couple.dudes in either a park or a park bathroom.  One time.in a casino parking lot40)Have/wouldu have sex in public. See 39? Full blown sex PROBS NAH but bjs probs 41)Have/would u have a 3some?Ive had one! The ex and the fuck buddy while me and the ex were together.  We never fucked but we all blew each other. Slash im down for a polyam resltionship if my partner is so id always be down. Slash slash me and jd are horny as fuck and have talked about having threesomes b4 so ye42)What is 1 random object you've used to masturbate? Ugh…? I humped my bed b4? Idfk?43)Have/would u ever masturbate at work/school. Ive blown several guys at school. So yeah id jo there.  Work ive debated but thats cause SOMEONE os a fucking tease. 44)Have/would u ever have sex on a plane. No45)What is one song youd like.to have sex to? Dead girl walking.46)What is something nonsexual that makes you horny ? Hey fuck u i said this one47)Most attractive celeb? Thomas sanders or tom holland. now THATD be a threesome. Please no one show thomas this.48)Do u watch gay/lesbian poor? Why/why not? HMM I FUCKING WONDER49) If a child was born on the occasion of the last time u had sex, how old would that child be? 2 or 3 years old. God i need to get fucked. Soon50)Has anyone ever posted nude pics of.you online? No and if they do I'll murder the prick.Thanks for the qs cas i stg the next time u post an over 50 ask im.making u do them all :’) love you bb 💛 that was more fun than i thought itd be

[typewrter]

Scott’s phone vibrates. He lets go of the car door and fumbles his phone out of his pocket.

“You can sit shotgun,” he tells Liam and steps back to sit in the back instead. Liam pats his shoulder as he passes him, tired smile around the eyes.

He only half-listens to Mason’s and Liam’s hushed conversation about the newly bitten wolf whose scent they had lost. Instead, he checks Stiles’ message.

‘Fyi some newbie intern nearly killed ur best friend today! Pointed a LOADED gun at me & then tripped over his own feet’

Scott can’t help but smile as his thumbs fly over the keyboard to reply: ‘Aren’t you a newbie intern too?’ He follows it up with, ‘Sounds a lot like you actually, rmbr when your dad wouldnt give you a gun?’

‘Got upgraded to trainee! keep up, scotty!!’

Of course Scott knows that. Doesn’t change the fact that Stiles is very new at the FBI, does it?

“Are you texting Argent?” Mason asks from the front.

Scott watches the little icon symbolizing that Stiles is typing for a moment longer, then switches conversations.

“Yeah,” he says. “Let him know we lost the lead.”

“Thanks to me,” Liam interject, frustration evident in his voice.

Scott looks up. Liam is hunched up in his seat. It’s night and save for the passing streetlights it’s dark out, but Scott can still tell he has his hands balled to fists in his lap.

“Hey.” He leans forward to drop a hand on Liam’ shoulder, squeezing it briefly. “Don’t beat yourself up, okay? I lost the scent, too. We’re not totally sure there’s even a bitten werewolf here in the first place, right? It’s all just rumors and hearsay.”

Scott’s phone vibrates twice in quick succession. He ignores it.

Mason gives them a quick look. “Yeah, and what am I supposed to say? I can’t even smell the stuff you guys can in the first place!”

Liam gently shoves Mason in the arm, earning himself a “Hey, I’m driving, genius!”

“I’m texting Argent to let him know that we lost the scent,” Scott says and sits back again.

Stiles sent him an image and a text. Still, Scott forces himself to finish his text message to Argent before checking what Stiles sent him.

(After that, he waits a few seconds longer, to see if Liam is really all right. His heart is beating steady, his chemo signals are normal, and he’s arguing with Mason about whether they should throw Corey a surprise birthday party or not. Good enough for Scott.)

The picture is of Stiles; he’s wearing a bulletproof vest with the letters FBI on it over his a dark blue outfit and he’s holding a gun, aiming at something to the left of the camera. The safety glasses on his faces do little to hide the look of intense concentration that Scott’s seen a thousand times before. He’s probably at a shooting range, from the looks of his surroundings.

There’s a curious tugging in Scott’s stomach.

‘Can handle a gun just fine now ;)’, the accompanying text says. ‘Plus I look rly fcking hot holding one so’

Scott has no idea what that has to do with anything but he can’t disagree.

The thing is, Stiles has been – well, Scott would almost say, flirting with Scott for a while now. It’s less crude and overt than when he did it as a joke when they were just kids. More like actual, real, adult flirting, and less like a silly joke. After everything that came with the bite, Stiles had stopped for a while, slowly phasing out the jokes about making out. Scott honestly hadn’t even noticed until Stiles had started up again a couple of weeks ago, mostly over text and on the phone now, since they rarely see each other.

Maybe it’s just Stiles’ way of saying he misses him.

Except, Stiles has no problem outright admitting to missing Scott, (and neither has Scott, for that matter, since he misses Stiles a lot, all the time).

So Scott has no idea what this thing is. All he knows is he always tended to completely ignore those kind of jokes when they were younger and now he wants to reciprocate.

Push the boundaries. Just a little.

‘Didnt know an attractive face was required for being a good shot’, he texts back, lacking anything more clever to say.

They enter Beacon Hills. As Mason stops at a red light, he turns around, trying not to get twisted up in his seatbelt, and takes one, two, three selfies with Liam and Mason in the background, their looks changing from surprised to silly faces with each picture.

“What’re you doing?” Liam wants to know.

Scott shrugs. “Letting Stiles know what we’re up to.”

He picks the second picture to send. Mason’s and Liam’s faces are funnier in the third one – Liam is actually sticking his tongue out and it’s adorable – but well. Scott looks better in the second one, he thinks. He can’t help that he looks tired and sweaty but his smile is less goofy and more attractive. He hopes.

‘Liam&mason say hi!! :D’

Stiles replies immediately with a bunch of shocked emojis. ‘Didnt know u were w/ them! How’s our firstborn doing? Where were u? I dont see any blood’, he adds and then a thumbs up emoji.

Scott is typing a reply, when another message comes through: ‘U rly spending ur weekend at home chasing wolves buddy?’

At that, Scott almost laughs because yeah, of course he does. So does Stiles whenever he gets a chance to be home. Scott regularly has to talk him out of going werewolf chasing (in the nice way) in Virginia, and he’s not always successful.

When another message with more question comes through, Scott just sends, ‘Hold on’.

Mason stops in front of Scott’s house just a minute or two later, Scott’s phone still buzzing in his lap.

“You gonna be okay to get home?” Scott asks, even though they have a car and nothing really happened tonight. He can’t help but worry. Malia likes to blame his mother hen instincts on him being an alpha, but privately Scott thinks that it’s all him.

“Yeah, dude,” Liam replies. “We gonna see you before you leave town?”

“Yeah, I’ll swing by.” Scott gives them each a clap on the shoulder before exiting the car. He barely has one foot on the pavement before his phone starts ringing.

“I was gonna call you in literally ten seconds,” he says as a greeting, letting the car door fall closed behind him and watching Mason and Liam drive off.

“But you haven’t. And you weren’t answering. Could’ve been eaten by a monster by now,” Stiles says, voice going a hundred miles an hour as always.

“I’m not. Still alive and kicking.” Scott knows Stiles can hear him smiling, but it doesn’t matter.

“You ever gonna tell me what you guys were up to or am I gonna have to drive over there and drag it out of you?”

“Dunno,” Scott says. He’s fumbling for the right key for the door, trying to keep his voice down now in case his mum’s already gone to bed. “If me not telling you results in you coming here, then I’m not gonna say a word.”

Stiles is quiet for a long moment. He sounds unusually fond when he demands, “Spit it out, boy wonder.”

So Scott tells him about the rumor of the newly bitten wolf without a pack three towns over, and how it was supposedly a young girl. That they’d gone looking for her, but lost her scent, or maybe never even had it, they’re not sure.

He’s still explaining as he walks by his mom on the couch where she’s watching one of her shows. He stops talking to drops a kiss on her hair.

“Who’s that?” she mouths up at him.

“Stiles.”

“Tell your mom hi from me!” Stiles demands in a loud voice as if he expects it to carry from the tinny phone speaker all the way to Scott’s mom on the couch. Scott winces.

“He yells hi,” he dutifully relays.

His mom smiles. “Hello to you too, Stiles. Tell me how he’s doing tomorrow, hm?” She’s already nestling back down into her blanket so Scott just nods and takes the stairs up to his room two at a time.

“So basically a whole lotta nothing,” Stiles finally sums up when Scott finishes explaining.

Scott laughs. “Pretty much, yeah. I texted Argent cause he was the one who told us about the rumor. If she pops back up again and I’m back at UC, Liam’ll have to go after her. Or I’ll come back down, we’ll see.”

“Think he can handle it?”

“Yeah,” Scott says. “I think he can. Better than he thinks he can, actually.”

Stiles laughs. “That’s cause you always have faith in everyone.”

“I’m just not as paranoid you,” Scott teases back, making sure his voice is soft so Stiles won’t misunderstand. That’s not entirely right anyway, he thinks. Stiles had faith in Scott, always and all along.

“That’s why we’re the dream team, Scotty.”

“Yeah.” Scott kicks up his feet against the wall, lets them slide down back onto the bed slowly. “Miss ya, buddy.”

Stiles exhales loudly and there’s a rustling sound. It sounds like he’s shifting around on his bed.

“Miss you too. So weird not to see your face every day, honestly. Earlier, I was staring at that pic you sent like some kind of serial killer scooting out his next victim.”

Scott snorts. He knows the feeling; though he feels more lovesick than serial killer-like. He’d known that Stiles leaving would be hard on him, but he hadn’t expect it to be like this. Hadn’t seen it coming that Stiles’ voice in his ear would be enough to make his heart beat in a quicker rhythm.

“You coming home for Christmas, right?” Scott asks.

“'Course I will.” Stiles pauses. “You’re gonna need a crowbar to get me off you.” There’s something in his voice – embarrassment, maybe. Hesitation.

“Nah, I’ll like it. I’ll superglue you to me and then no one can demand we be separated for the whole week. Like that time in second grade, you remember that?”

Back then, Stiles had spilled glue on their shirts, causing them to stick together within seconds. This time, Scott thinks, he’d glue their hands together instead.

Stiles laughs quietly. “That was totally on accident!”

“Well,” Scott says slowly. “It won’t be this time.”

He hears Stiles shift again. Suddenly, Stiles smacks his lips, making a loud, obnoxious kissing sound into the speaker. “Alright, Scotty boy, it’s a plan.”

Scott shakes his head and smiles.

[leonbastralle]

Flirtyplies & Seriousplies & Other

Soooooooo first of all warning there are some RLY big replies/comments at the bottom (but I sorted it so you don’t have to scroll through that if you didn’t send one of them) Please don’t be mad that I merged all serious comments by one person to save space xD

TL;DR for those who don’t feel like scrolling and stuff, I had a Moment about simblr a few days ago because I used to have a place and I’ve kinda been feeling like I don’t have that any more, but I’m slowly powering back up and I’m really thankful for the support I got that night ♥♥♥ you guys are thE BEST AND MY UNGRATEFUL ASS DOES NOT DESERVE YOU

amixofpixels replied to your post “.”

Annie after midnight, seriously, I may have to terminate our friendship over the end remark...

However, you redeemed yourself.

which end remark, exactly? there’s one before the basic tags and one after the basic tags XD

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Hey, look! This cloud looks like a cowplant! Conifer: Ohhhh...”

👀 u kno what else can be done in cabins

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Conifer: Hey, you’re making fun of me! Charlotte: *laughs* Nooooooooo...”

NOW KISS

PATIENCE MY DEAR

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Yes, sweetie, I did. You’re not all that plain, you know?...”

Smooth Connie,,,, smooth

she Needs To Learn...

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Charlotte: That must be tough. I can’t judge, I have no...”

Ohohohoho

Connie, the queen of turning every conversation into an awkward direction...

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Conifer: Anyway, now that you’ve gotten past the big reveal, I feel...”

I MISS HER TOO

SHE WILL BE BACK I HAVE PICS OF HER IN MY FOLDER

monets-pixels replied to your photoset “Charlotte: Ahhhhhhh there is nothing quite like a sunny afternoon...”

Flirty babes 😍

♥

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset 

A good egg

THE BEST EGG I mean...for now...and she has no evil plans so that’s good

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset

She's so pure 

well not much longer... ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )

amixofpixels replied to your photoset “San Maraschino Meadows Tuesday, 2.56 pm”

Following dat booty...

:o I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE THANK YOU FOR POINTING THIS OUT

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset

It kinda looks like..... some creature from spore im crying

ive always just went with tortoise but...now that i take a closer look...probably not but maybe an alien tortoise? anyway i lov this art i put it on a wall now

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “like a boss”

She could totally kick my ass tbh

But Does She Want To

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “S: Move over, dad! This is my round! F: You wish! I still have a few...”

Family goals right here :’)

thats the one thing you can always count on in the memeracle rainbowcy

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “S: It…seems to actually be working. Well, time to destroy this demonic...”

What is going on here?? :o

he invented a clone machine! he had to, it was a task and i wanted to fill that credit bar, but its rly scary so i thought id incorporate that and also confirm that shine is a good man

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “S: Hey, buddy. What’s wrong? You seem bl…I mean, down today. G: It’s...”

(Im sorry i had to use it)

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “S: Hey, buddy. What’s wrong? You seem bl…I mean, down today. G: It’s...”

This is so cute i am dying shine protecc the sadgraab

PROTECC ALL THE GRAABS (also dont apologise its a gr8 word and im glad it gets som representation)

pixeldemographics replied to your photoset “Someone is sad today…”

AAAAAAAAAAA

I KNOW

twinsimskeletons replied to your photoset “S: Hey, buddy. What’s wrong? You seem bl…I mean, down today. G: It’s...”

I am Suspicious

I didn’t MAKE him sad I promise xD he showed up like this and I thought I’d roll with it.

amixofpixels replied to your photoset “I’M CRYING”

That face just says 'I get to pee before that son of a bitch' *evil laugh*. Well, to me anyways.

Tbh, all the scientists are evil except Dadgraab, who SHOULD be evil considering his career level is ‘evil scientist’. He’s just really pure and soft and wonderful and me and Shine love him so much

amixofpixels replied to your post “It’s A Giant Reply Post!”

I am never disappointed in you, just a proud little momma of the internet. ;_______;

phew, that’s good, because I sure wouldn’t want that!

treason-and-plot replied to your post “I feel lost”

Carys gave you some wonderful advice. So many ppl love you. And life is so fleeting.

tbh I feel so much joy since you and Carys met we’re family goals I knooooow it’s so easy to say but so hard to believe...like I can’t read people’s minds and my go to belief is just that people really don’t care which is terrible but also...how do you know? You can’t know and I hate not knowing.

bonnypixels replied to your post “I feel lost”

Hugs You <3 everyo feels that sometimes but you cared about and not alone <3

thank you ;_; it’s difficult sometimes and I feel like it helps to just have confirmation in black and white ♥

twinsimskeletons replied to your post “I feel lost”

Sympathetic love: it's human nature to feel lost a lot I think, because we're so good at comparing ourselves to others and assuming what we see is what they feel, and there are going to be so many simmers who look at you and your comments and inside jokes and feel as you do. tough love: life is short and then you die. Seriously, it's easy to be bogged down by all this little stuff but at the end of the day what really matters? You're letting this get in the way of enjoying yourself and at the end of the day no matter what you are always going to feel like this unless you change the attitude - change has to come from within so while the nice words from us will help for a little while, they won't fix things. Only you can do that, love. Now read whichever one you need to hear the most because they are both true and valid just as your feelings are.

first of all: stop being so damn wise (but also don’t because I need my agony aunt forever) and second of all thank you for making me smile ♥ I try man, I really try, but sometimes you just gotta let it out I guess. I can’t believe I haven’t done a whiny post in months! (I mean I probably have but can’t remember) ANYWAY even tho I already said it, I rly rly rly rly appreciate this and how much time you took and amhsfbajhmsfbajfas thank you

riseofthecowplant replied to your post “I feel lost”

I'm not sure if this would make you feel any better, but you're not the only one. I've been feeling super estranged from Tumblr for a couple of months and therefore I do not have the courage to interact with anyone really, while that is actually something that would help the situation... I don't know. I sometimes have the feeling that my time on simblr is over? (not on tumblr though LMAO) but then I see people posting amazing stuff (of which you're one!!) and i just ??? TLDR; I love you and your blog and you'll always be one of my favs ;)))))))))) No but seriously, if you ever feel like ranting about tumblr/simblr, feel free to bombard my inbox :)

I HAD NO IDEA ;_; you’re like...so huge and such a role model and I cry at your stuff and I’m just like...pls notice me...and it rly didn’t feel that way so I’m sorry :( I don’t feel like my time is over? But I definitely feel like I’ve peaked years ago and that kinda sucks because I’ve never liked my own stuff more than I do now XD I’d cry if you left tho ;_;

AND PLEASE YOUR STUFF IS SO MUCH BETTER THAN MINE PLEASE SHUT UP (but yes I might actually take you up on that offer)

amixofpixels replied to your post “I feel lost”

ANNIE, I'M SO SORRY YOU FEEL THIS WAY!!! If you ever need a hug, virtual or really, just let me know, and I'll be there. The real might take a little time, as you know different countries and all that but you know. I'm just going to try and make you laugh, if I do it just once, I'm happy. I'd tell you jokes but I'm not very good at those, but I can tell you a short little story about a sims 3 family I made up. I think it's funny but you might not. I'm going to stop replying now, as it's getting too much, even for me. I just love you okay!!! And want you laugh and be happy!

aaaaaaaAAAAAAAA CHELSEA you held it down these last few days and it was so cute thank you ;_; I actually appreciate not hearing jokes in serious times, but I really need you to tell me this story today, and I also need you to please love my lines thank you.

[dumbbelle]

✄ Hiking with Dino

@leechansthighs​​ happy birthday binch

So you and Dino are that couple who like to work out and exercise instead of going on really elaborate dates

And okay before some of y’all are like “work out? mE?” let me just say that working out with Chan doesn’t feel like working out

Like sure, you’re sweaty and gross and afterwards you feel like death

But it’s a peaceful passing !!

Because you and Chan don’t just go to the gym or the studio and take cute couple selfies in the mirror

No, y’all are the fun couple

You’ve known each other for ages, keeping in contact when Chan moved to Seoul to become a trainee and reuniting closer than ever when you moved to Seoul for university

He took you for your first tour around Seoul and after a long-overdue arcade battle (you’ve been waiting to crush his ass since middle school), everything merely fell into place?

You’re always texting each other too and Hoshi still nags about the morning of his birthday where Chan continued to text you instead of sending him a birthday text at 12AM

And you laugh until he fixes you with a glare and complains that you also didn’t send him one either so you’re equally as bad

You guys only really put a label to your relationship after one day you show up at the Pledis studio to drop off snacks for the boys and Jeonghan was like “are you here to corrupt Chan again?? (but thank u for the food, you’re an angel)”

And Chan almost rolls his eyes so hard that they disappear into the back of his head and he snappily responds to Jeonghan

“We all know you’re just jealous because you wish you could be dating someone as great as Y/N”

He immediately realizes what he’s implying and snaps his head over towards you, although he doesn’t take anything back because he’s sorta hopeful and 200% means everything he said??

And when you kind of just fleetingly nod your silent approval, he lets out the grandest smile that lasts about half a second before Jeonghan whines a retort and the two are back to bickering

But yes, that was the day you two officially started dating

ANYWAY, back to working out, you guys don’t just go to the gym and work out with the machines

You try to experiment out in the world, and often take the fun classes instead

Hula-hooping, trampolining, suspension yoga, dragon boat, ganja yoga, gymnastics, circus classes, and that one pole dancing class that Chan did surprisingly well in – you know, the one Pledis is still giving you shit for because of the risk factors involved,,,

Actually, I take what I said earlier back, it gets pretty elaborate

You guys try something new every week because you’re both young and Seoul is a city made for the bustling youth

So this week you decide that you’ll keep it low key because of Seventeen’s busy schedule

Which is fine, because you don’t need to be suspended 10 metres in the air for the two of you to have fun

And you decide to go on a hike and end up in Bukhansen, what is known to be an entrancing forest park destination that is easy to access within Seoul

You both show up like the excited little chipmunks you are

And the two of you are carrying about twice as much of everything you need, just in case the other person forgets

Because y’all look out for each other like that

When he sees your full hiking gear and backpack that’s almost as big as you are, he immediately starts to fuss

“No no no, put some of the stuff in my bag! I’m stronger than you might think, I can handle it.” And you’re hesitant because you’re handling the bag just fine but you know just how much Chan is hellbent on impressing you with his ManlyDancerStrength so you just kind of let it happen

And Chan seems fine for a while but it’s a long hike up and you swear you start to see him sweat a little too quickly

He just about topples over when you come to your third bridge and so you say nothing as you readjust the loads in your bags so that they’re even once more, him smiling sheepishly towards you the entire time

It’s a humid day but your surroundings are beautiful and you stop to take many pictures by the waterfalls

You almost fall in a couple of times because you still need to break in your hiking boots

But Chan is always extremely quick to steady you

He checks you over to make sure you’re okay each time before pressing a small kiss to your forehead

Although he’s a teasing boyfriend, he’s extremely caring and holds you in the highest of regards

After about two hours, that heat really starts to settle in

Chan complains about how he’s going to feel terrible at practice tomorrow and you’re all “oi buddy we didn’t even take the direct steep mountain path we just chose to go around”

And he huffs because he knows you’re right but then mutters about how this took so much longer than he expected it too

You assure him that a picnic stop is nearby and he shuts up immediately, excited at the prospect of food

When you settle down to eat, the two of you eat everything way quicker than expected

And it leaves the two of you in a lil food coma for a bit

He lies down on the blanket, looking up at the sky and pats his side, noticing for you to come closer and cuddle for a little bit

“Chan, we just ate!”

“So?”

“We need time to digest.”

“We have our whole lifetime to digest, just cuddle me please.”

“Ugh, fine, you big baby.”

The only time he accepts being called a baby lmao

In fact, he’s kinda proud of it and so when you lie next to him he buries you into his side and the older ladies in the pack that you were practically following croon at how cute the two of you are

You’re not sure if the blush you’re sporting is from the heat or your embarrassment

You blame the heat

But when the embarrassment dies down and you settle into his side comfortably, you treasure how nice and peaceful it is

The forest is such a serene and peaceful pocket hidden from the loud and busy streets of the city

And you’re with Chan, with makes it even better

Your food coma doesn’t help and before you know it, the two of you are dozing off

The old ladies choose not to wake you up and instead position your bags so that you have a nice comfy pillow

((You will later on admonish how that was probably a dangerous decision to make, but no pics got leaked out online and nothing was stolen so perhaps someone was looking out for you, whoever that is))

((And you’re thankful))

Chan wakes up before you to discover that it’s evening now

Which means you’ve been sleeping for a while since you guys arrived in the afternoon

He’s got 15 missed calls from the boys plus their managers and he shoots Cheol a text to assure him that the two of you are alright

But he doesn’t wake you up because he doesn’t just yet want to disturb the peace that is your sleep

Plus, you’re drooling a little bit and he kinda wants to snap that to everybody he knows

He finally wakes you up with small pecks across your face

And watches as you slowly open your eyes

It’s romantic, really, and you expect what he will say next as he opens his mouth to be romantic as well…

“Y/N, you have eye boogers.”

His laughter can be heard for miles as you shove him away and scramble to get up and start heading back home

He hurries to catch up with you, running up and clasping your hand

You don’t glance over to your side, but you know he’s smiling

And yeah, maybe you are too

Something you never knew you needed but totally needed. But seriously, happy birthday love <3 (I give you shit but it’s all in good jest)

Masterlist

[ultrakdramamama]

Hi! Look, it's a message for you! :) I don't always ask questions because I assume people with so many followers do get a ton of messages and might be annoyed, but I guess that is not the case! Have you ever been to any k-pop concerts, and did you feel weird being older? I ask because I am older than the average K-pop fan and feel a little funny going to a k-pop concert with all the 20 year olds... But I don't care too much, because I'm going anyway and will have a great time!

Yay…a question! Thank you! Yes, I have been to 4 kpop concerts/shows now, and at first, I thought maybe it might be weird, but that thought got quickly dispelled at the first concert I went to. My first kpop concert was to see U-KISS in NYC with my daughter in Jan of 2014 on the coldest day of the year. Our  tickets were SRO on the floor in front of the stage, so we headed out early and got in line on Broadway in the freezing cold with all the other fans, and low and behold, in line behind us was another mom my age with her daughter  (and her daughter’s boyfriend :) ~ who was also a rabid kpop fan just like me :) (that ‘s my daughter and I on the right there…damn my face is fat…you can tell I’ve lost weight since then…lol) with them…shoot, I can’t remember their names now.

But looking up and down the line, I could see that there were lots of fans there of lots of different ages, and I wasn’t really worried any more. You can even see us in kcon’s video Go! U-KISS - Behind The Scenes MV for like 2 seconds at 1:37, lol (that pic is actually a screenshot). It was an amazing concert. I’ll never forget it!

My second concert was SHINee in Kobe, Japan on Dec 13, 2014 while I was visiting my daughter. Needless to say, it was the most amazing concert I’ve ever been to. I was just kinda numb and in disbelief for a while, but when they starting singing Lucifer, I lost it, and just started sobbing. My daughter started laughing because the Japanese girls next to us thought I was cute and it was sweet how moved I was ~ guess they didn’t know she could perfectly understand Japanese, lol.

My next concert was the Block B Showcase in Washington D.C. on June 24, 2014. I went by myself to that one. Drove up to the park and ride and rode the metro in. Made a bunch of Block B buttons and gave them away to random girls in the line, had a great time dancing and singing during the whole show. It was really good. Stayed for the high touch…lol…but there was this amazingly beautiful girl in line a few spaces behind me, so as I went through, most of them were looking at her…hehehe, it was kinda funny. Taeil, P.O, and B. Bomb looked me in the eye as we high fived, so shout out to them…hahaha.

And the last show I went to was the SHINee Chicago Fanmeet on May 8 2016. I went alone to this too, but Shawols are so friendly and amazing, and I got to meet so many Facebook & tumblr friends there, it really didn’t matter! Getting to go to a fanmeet was such an amazing opportunity, to be so close and see them talk and interact, was just truly amazing. Again something I will never forget. Here are some pretty terrible pics of me with some pretty amazing tumblr buddies…sorry I am not going to tag you all :(

Well, that’s it. That’s all I’ve been to. I REALLY wanted to go see Got7 in DC on the 22nd…but DAMN, that’s the same weekend as the inauguration and the women’s march, and I just couldn’t  see trying to deal with that much of a crazy crowd all alone…why’d they have to pick THAT weekend to come???

I’m hoping there will be lots more kpop concerts in my future. But what I have to do to insure that is get my sorry ass back in shape. After almost two years of being sick and doing nothing but sleeping and sitting on my ass, I am in pathetic shape. When I went to Japan and Seoul I had no problem walking 10 miles a day and climbing tons of stairs and hills, now I’m lucky if I can walk for ten minutes. That weekend in Chicago wore my ass out I I didn’t go anywhere except for the 2 blocks from the hotel to the venue and back. But I am slowly and steadily getting better. I gotta work back up to that level again so I can go back to Japan and visit my daughter (she doesn’t have a car anymore, so even MORE walking)…and see SHINee again :) Maybe at Kyocera Dome if they do a show there again, since it’s close to her. So yeah, if I’m gonna stand and scream and dance and yell all through a concert and keep up with all you younger gals…I had better get back into shape…it a pretty good reason to, don’t you think?…lol.

thank you sweet anon for asking! sorry it’s so long :(

[sending-the-message]

I can't look at my boyfriend's Instagram any more by gregsgurl2001

A week ago, my boyfriend Greg went on holiday to Greece with his family. It was the first time we’d been apart from each other in the six months we’d been dating, and I was missing him terribly.

Before he left, we spent the evening together. I was tearful and needy, and when it came time for him to leave, I didn’t want him to go.

“Make sure you take lots of photos,” I said, sniffling my way through the request. “Keep me updated. I wanna see what a great time you’re having.”

Greg smiled. “Got a surprise for you. Check your Instagram.”

I pulled up the app on my phone. Sure enough, I’d been followed by a new account; the display picture was myself and Greg. I was kissing his cheek.

“Dude no way, you got an account!” I exclaimed with joy. I maybe loved the photo sharing app a little too much. And now Greg, the guy who sneered at selfies and ridiculed people for posting photos of their dinner, had joined me on the platform.

“Yeah, figured I might as well,” he said. “Can’t fight progress forever.”

And so as his vacation began, I found myself glued to his Instagram account. We talked, of course, by text and via email, but seeing him having fun meant a lot to me. There were photos from the airport, photos on the plane, photos when he touched down in Greece. A photo of Greg and his family - his mom, dad and sister Sarah gathered round as Greg held the phone out in front of them.

I made sure to Like them all, and comment on every one. A bunch of our friends had followed Greg too, and as usual with Instagram, he quickly accrued a number of strangers following him as well.

‘Miss my hot boy xxx’ I posted on a particularly stunning selfie of Greg striding topless across golden Greek sands.

‘Your mom is SO CUTE <3 <3 <3 xxx’ I squealed, at a picture of the two of them together.

‘Lol, look at that guy looming in the background xxx’ I remarked, on a picture of Greg, Sarah and their dad standing in a square in Athens.

That night, Greg was able to call me for the first time since he’d gotten to Greece. We engaged in the usual lovey dovey greetings, talked about how much we missed each other, that sort of thing. I listened as Greg told me about some of the legends he’d met in Greece; a few of older college kids who were on vacation from the States, an old French guy who claimed to be a famous author but wouldn’t say who, and Greek girl he and Sarah had met, Karis, who Sarah had become fast friends with.

“Make sure you post plenty of photos of them on Instagram!” I exclaimed enthusiastically.

Greg hesitated for a moment, as if thinking about something. “Uh, speaking of Instagram, I could not see that guy you were talking about,” he said, laughing nervously.

“Oh I dunno if he was a guy really,” I said. “Just some figure looming in a doorway right in the back. Not really a big deal.”

I could imagine Greg shrugging. “Babe. I am missing you so much,” he said. “You wanna know what I’m really missing about you?”

I giggled. I could guess. Greg proved me right, and we engaged in a bit of flirty talk for a while until finally he said “Oh shit, I gotta go” and that was that.

The next day I waited eagerly for eleven AM my time, the usual time that Greg got back to the hotel of a Greek evening and was able to access the wifi to upload his pics.

There were a number of beautiful landscapes, some tourist spots near Athens, a few picture of Greg’s new buddies. Then there was a picture of Greg, Sarah and a girl who was tagged as Karis.

I was so enamored with the cuteness of the photo that I almost didn’t notice the figure in the background of the photo. The selfie had been taken with the camera pointing down a street, and behind the trio stood a dark, shadowy figure who appeared to be approaching them, maybe thirty feet away. I squinted, confused. The lighting and shadows didn’t match up with how the figure appeared. It was as if they and only they were enshrouded in darkness. It was weird. A costume, maybe?

I commented on the post. ‘Omg there’s another dark figure. Watch out, baby! Can’t wait for you to be back and in my arms… and elsewhere ;) xxxxx’

An hour or so later, Greg replied to my comment. ‘Lol u and ur dark figures. U cant fool me. Cant wait to kiss u again baby ;;;;) x’

I began to suspect that Greg had doctored the photos somehow to tease me. I was the kind of girl who’d shriek and cling on to him if a movie got even a little scary.

I didn’t hear from Greg for another day. When his next batch of Instagram photos went up, a chill crept up my spine.

In all of the photos showing Greg, there was a dark shadowy figure. The locations changed, but the figure didn’t. The photos had been posted chronologically, and I could see that over the course of the day, the figure had gotten closer. I still couldn’t make out any details. It was as if the camera itself wasn’t able to process whoever - or whatever - this figure was.

I heard creaking outside my room and gooseflesh prickled my skin. From my phone’s screen, the figure seemed to glare out at me, peering over Greg’s shoulder, looking at me.

More creaking. My heart thundered. When my bedroom door swung open, I let out a scream, crawling backwards up my bed. My dad stood there looking bemused.

“Am I really that scary honey?” he asked. “Anyway, just thought I’d let you know mom and I are out for the evening.”

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Why was I so freaked out by what was probably a dumb joke by Greg? I snatched up my phone, resolute. The most recent photo showed Greg and Sarah with some guys. The figure was just behind the group, maybe a couple feet away at most.

‘Seriously whos that guy? Its freaking me out lol, it’s not funny. Call me when u can, love u bb xxxxx’

Shortly after, Greg replied to my comment. ‘Idk what youre talking about lol, its freaking ME out tho haha, i cant see anyone??? No phone reception text me plz xxxxx’

I texted Greg ‘hello’ and waited. Thirty minutes later, the message hadn’t even been read. I flicked back to Instagram, looking to study the photos again.

A new selfie had been uploaded. Greg and Sarah standing in a bustling street at night, lit by the warm glow from a nearby restaurant. They were both pulling dumb faces for the camera.

I didn’t see the figure at first, but when I noticed it, I let out a gasp and dropped my phone. My hands shaking, I retrieved the device and looked closer.

The figure was clearly right behind them now. It looked to be at least six feet tall, if not bigger. It towered over Greg and Sarah, framed directly between them. I wasn’t sure; it was so blurry, so out of focus, but it looked like the figure was raising an arm, reaching towards them…

I texted Greg again. He still hadn’t read my first message. ‘Please reply,’ I said.

Then, back to Instagram. And another photo. My blood ran cold.

Greg and Sarah were sitting with a lake at their back, moonlight dancing off the water. Both their eyes were open wide in surprise; not fear, not yet, but shock all the same.

I couldn’t see what their mouths were doing. They were both covered, each by a shadowy hand clamped over their jaws. I could just about make out the details of the figure’s fingers now.

This had to be a prank. It had to be. It had to be edited, or one of the college boys they’d met.

Tears stung my eyes. Fucking text me back, Greg!

I texted him yet again, imploring him to contact me. My messages remained unread.

A new photo had appeared on Instagram. It was the same bench, the same lake. But there was nobody in the photo. No indication of who was holding the camera. No sign of Greg and Sarah. Had Greg simply taken a photo of the lake? That meant he was okay, right?

I studied the photo. I froze suddenly, a cry forming in my throat. There, far into the lake, but unmistakable now I’d noticed it, stood the tall shadowy figure. It had its arms down by its sides, its hands hovering just above the surface of the water, palms flat, pointing downwards.

It was hard to see. So, so hard to see. But the more I looked, the more I was sure. The figure’s hands were resting on top of two heads. Two heads which it held under the water.

I began to panic. What should I do? Call the cops? Here, or in Greece? I had absolutely no idea how to reach any Greek authorities, and what if even after all this, Greg was playing a prank on me?

I texted him yet again. ‘This isnt funny. Text me back. Please. Im so scared right now. Please.’

30 seconds later, the receipts showed that my messages had been read. I let out the biggest sigh of relief I’ve ever given. I started laughing and crying at the same time. I could see Greg was typing.

‘Lol sorry’ he said. ‘Everything is fine. Just a prank.’

I couldn’t stop laughing, crying, seething with anger and gasping with relief.

‘Send me a selfie. Just for me,’ I said. ‘I need to see your face. I need to know you’re okay.’

‘You first ;)’ Greg replied. Even then, despite it all, Greg was pushing his luck as usual. I sighed, wiping my eyes. I had no energy to argue. Easier if I just did what he wanted. I snapped a quick picture of my face, my eyes wide and still gleaming wetly, then sent it to him.

I waited for his response, staring at my face on the screen. When I noticed it, the copper taste of adrenaline flooded my mouth. My breath caught in my throat.

There, reflected in my eyes, as if standing opposite me in my room, was a shadowy figure. My gaze flicked up to the wall, heart pounding. Nobody, of course. I was alone. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end.

My phone vibrated in my hand. I looked down, and I screamed, and I don’t think I stopped screaming for a full five minutes.

The photo had been taken underwater, somehow. In it, Greg and Sarah were suspended there, hair floating loosely in the water. Their eyes were open, unseeing, mouths hanging slack.

Between them floated the figure. But it wasn’t a shadow now. It was bald, its skin waxy and smooth even underwater. Wide yellow eyes with pinpoint irises stared back at me over a nub of a nose. A thin, elongated mouth was stretched out into a half smile. One bony finger, ending in a sharp talon, was pressed against its lips in a ‘sssshhhh’ gesture.

I haven’t forgotten the terror of what happened next to this day. In the photo, the still photo on my screen, the creature blinked at me. Our eyes met, separated by distance and technology. It lowered its finger from its mouth, blinked again, smiled wider, pursed its lips at me in a strange grimace, then with one graceful motion, turned and swum away, leaving the floating bodies of Greg and Sarah bobbing in their underwater graves.

Greg and Sarah were found the next day on the bank of the lake, drowned. Mom and Dad discovered it from Greg’s parents and broke the news to me gently, but I already knew. Of course I knew.

The photo in my text messages is just a blur, now. You can’t see Greg, Sarah or anyone. And Greg’s Instagram, well, it’s gone entirely. Like it was never there.

But when I look at the selfie I took for Greg, well, that’s still there. And every time I look, it’s changed a little bit. Just a bit, but a change nonetheless. You see, with each passing hour, the figure reflected in my eyes gets closer.

I looked just now. He’s nearly reached me. I can see his wide yellow eyes reflected in mine.

Maybe if I don’t look again, I’ll be okay.

What else can I do?

[hyungkyun]

godjzjsjjzjs. ok. Story Time ((i can't believe i'm telling u this, it's so stupid...)). ever since i was a kid I've been obsessed with dimples. they are??? My Thing???? like, when i looked for the first in a mirror and smiled, and dimples were nowhere to be found on my cheeks... i cried. lil 4yo me sobbed for hours... and after that i'd walk around with my indexes on my cheeks bc i was 100% sure that'd make dimples appear on my face. i also was 100% DUMB. [1]

Anonymous said:(this is my villain origin story….. it’s the story of my downfall). anyways 16 years later, my loser ass is watching random kpop mv’s and i happen to click on some weird ass vid called hero…. by some dudes called monsta x…. who are they, idek, I’m just goofing around. everything is fine the first what??? thirty seconds??? until i see…….. The Dimpled Face……. The Dimples…….. bithc…… those are!!!! The Dimples!!!!! like, what the fuck???? [2]

Anonymous said:i’m almost mad bc those Dimples aren’t on MY face???? god. this dude isn’t even smiling and all i can see are Dimples…. dimples so deep I could build my fucking house there…. what the fuck :///// needless to say, i was hooked, but i denied it for weeks. :// this is super gross, it physically pained me to type this…… I know you’ll never let me live this down fjjdjsjzjs. this is so embarrassing fjsksbjxjs BYE. // [3… is it 3??]

IM PEPE IISNG ……..LIL 4YO U……GOING AROUND WITH THEIR INDEX ON THEIR CHEEKS STFU THATS SO CUTE FKSDJFHKSJH and mr lee jooheon………he rly did that, he stole the dimples of the kids who wanted dimples…..thats why theyre so deep……im pretty sure that if u kissed those dimples :) u would have dimples too :)))) see ck, when he was asked to kiss joo he went straight for the dimple….he knows thats where his power lays……we must defeat them santathem and their dimples >:(

also yes ill never let u live wait till i know who u are ill send u a dimple pic a day ull eventually block me, but ill get to u again :) and send u dimples :)) ill get my revenge for all of this :)))

Anonymous said:“4 hours and no naps how are u alive” buddy… pal….. who said i am alive….. lsmjdjs okay, I gotta admit that flannels and (oversized) hoodies are Nap Attire par excellence…. even if I don’t understand this weird nap culture…. also, go away, you’re just like my best friend, she naps everywhere and all the time…. weird ass napping ppl // he does???? i’m almost tempted to ask for…. top 3 fucboi ck moments…. just 3 bc if i ask for 5 you’ll choke or smth :// —mbb secret santa >:))

NAP CULTURE DKSFJH ur bff gets me :/ once i napped in the middle of a meal :/ idc im gonna nap u cant stop me

icb u asked me that. just bc ure hiding behind anon it doesnt mean u can do this. its cyber bullying. be ashamed.

also idk shit abt fucboi stuff but i know its fucboi™ whenever he does weird shit with his eyebrows so umh

what the fuckhe looks like he would steal my lunch money wtf

the other one is the fucboi look i put in the other ask :/ im not gonna put it here too bc i dont wanna see it again :/// anyway snapback = fucboi

and then we get to The Real Shit :///////

if this is a top 3 this is def in first place ://// idk what abt this is fucboi just……everything wtf kind of expressions is he making??? in front of my salad?????? and the body rolls :/// hes just enjoying this too much what the hell ive seen other 24k magic performances but none were like this???? what did atlanta do to him to deserve this…..pray 4 atlanta mbbs………….