#mentally admin is dying lol

[wandererenthusiast1]

Dear Infold where tf is Nero and his model I’m dying out here

[goitale]

Any headcanons or scenarios abt jesstra angst? Because being a good gf and choosing petra at every possible scenario (tractor beam/witherstorm, underground build club, pama's mind control, spleef death, Petra's sword vs jack's eye, the admin's champion) unfortunately has the side effect of depriving you of a lot of narrative angst. Same goes for choosing the nice dialog options (e.g. being nice to petra in the portal hallway)

Gimme your darkest scenarios, I'm in the mood for general dismay and everything's-awful-and-on-fire stuff. What if all the things petra went through (withering away, mind controlled potentially two separate times) accumulated and ended up taking a toll on her physically to the point where she's not really able to fight anymore (the thing that most defines her) and is sort of disabled? incoming existential crisis maybe

youre so evil i love this but it will be SOOO LONG

SO. jesstra angst! i generally dont know of angst that can happen ingame lowkey besides, well, s2 e1 intro lol. so sorry they wont be that dark!! :( but even if all is well, þere will angst ripely around the corner if i can delusion it:

-portal arc, petra gets mad at jesse leading the way and either enters a different portal or enters none , when the others go through a portal, leading jesse to feel absolutely terrible for about a day, and then petra beats herself up over it for an ingame day, and this only heals after they get to talk in the mansion. and when they DO talk about it, petra tries to derail the topic and ignore her feelings. so jesse has to break through þat wall and kt makes petra sad and like just need jesses full support for a good minute. and if you fail to do that she walks off super upset and that doesnt really heal until they escape the mansion and petra feels on her own time she can talk and even then its so tense you wish you helped her more earlier. and jesse still has that guilt for an episode more :3

-alternatively instead of jesse worrying abt petra running off in s1, she gets hella mad and they immediately argue in ep3. þis sours þeir trust heavily and petra hides the withersickness, leading jesse to mostly just talk with the group about it. and then petra never reveals it. and then petra starts dying and then jesse regrets ever being mad at her wife and they only get a resolution after petra is like mostly dead. (the lack of mental/emotional support can worsen someones' physical state so thats why this makes sense!). so petra becomes mostly out of play for ep4 and ep5 and jesse has a constant reminder of breaking her and petra's trust which also weighs down on jesse making it hard to focus on fighting and whatnot :D and also petra insists on coming everywhere because she "wants to get active as soon as she's better" (she is actually terrified of dying alone and particularly without jesse) (every death screen/shot has petra in anguish in the background to hint at this) . also when petra is at her worst from þe withersickness she spills how she felt etc to jesse and how shes scared bc "oh no what do i have to live for" and after she's healed shes like "haha umm whatever i said thats totally just the withersickness getting to me" and its super healing to watch them bond ,,, i love þem :3

-for someþing þat doesnt make þem mad but instead in absolute depression,! jesse dies to the purple old man's games (i forgot his name again ). and so for a while, petra and jesse toil away in the mines. for a long time. until em or smth helps them out. but during þis long long time , it just gets uber depressing. and they try to rely on eachother but its just so bleak- its not even worþ it anymore. and jesse already knows tim is fake. so whats the point? -- this question ends up sparking some motivation in lukas and they escape with lukas leading the way out of misery. and then after they escape the games n stuff jesse feels terrible she couldnt do what lukas did and help them and petras like omg i feel the same way and they hold eachoþer up wiþ support wiþ a lack of support for þe self and its just so. sad. but petra being petra she immediately wants to hide it and jesses like can we pls chill out :( and ��ey end up hanging out togeþer and heal wiþ eachoþer !! BUT the focus of þis is þeir lack of anyþing during being in þe mines but idrk what to yap abt much now so uhhh imaginationn idk

OKAY i need to stop writing before i lose my mind in the angsty depths of jesstra holy cow. feel free to send another ask if you want more yaps!!!

and ofc, ty for the ask!

[justhereforqsmp]

The French have arrived on the island. The Binary code situation is getting dire. There’s an adorable new egg named Pomme. And now it’s time for me to um. Spout some nonsense about what might be next. > u o it’s what I do best!!

Ok. Given the arrival of Pomme, of Richarlyson, of the binary attacks getting more and more overwhelming, dangerous, and unfair— I feel like at this point the eggs are more than just a one off arc or event, especially if new groups will come with more eggs. I don’t think that the egg arc will end in the way we think: with all the eggs just dying and then just being gone forever.🤔 maybe I’m wrong, but I think there’s another option here. And even if it does happen this way the eggs are pretty much immortalized in the streamers’ memory and in our hearts—like how Maxo has dedicated his search to find answers to his huevo, so even if they are gone their absence will still be felt in the story— unless some in roleplay memory altering thing happens I very much doubt everyone will just… move on.

(Of course, while I love the egg shenanigans, I completely understand that some streamers don’t prefer it, and I also recognize that the streamers without eggs/who dislike the eggs may feel a little left out by the collective server going-ons. I really hope that the server reaches a point where not everything is eggs and other players not as involved with the eggs feel comfortable returning to play regularly … but I also hope that the eggs stick around and still influence the story, yeah? They just seem real important, and the admins who play them bring wonderful life to their characters, and it’d be a shame to lose that. Also it provides in-roleplay translation and someone to talk to in their own language if other streamers aren’t on, which are both really practical things.)

I think they’re going to have to uncover the secrets of the island to “move past” the egg arc, and probably whatever shift happens will change things irreparably going forward, like HUGE HUGE reveals, recontextualizing a lot of stuff we were confused about earlier and clearing up some of the confusing things about the island. I think we’re going to have to get that keypad to the spooky hallway.

(Disclaimer: this 100% might be copium from me lol bc I really want a happy ending… but right here I’m placing my trust in the QSMP admins and team to create a good story and balance the stakes. I believe even if the extreme attachments to the eggs were said to be unintentional there must be SOME change in the plan to accommodate them because they’ve become so beloved and so ingrained into the gameplay)

-> I believe in them because clearly there’s a lot hidden underneath the surface, how deep and well-planned and well thought out the QSMP ARG is

-> clearly they see and recognize the reactions to the eggs from the fanbase and the players, especially the admins who play them.

-> although the players don’t get much information about the events or their situation, there is still communication between the players and the admins through tickets, dms, etc etc. i think if the mental strain of losing eggs is too potent the streamers will speak up, and they will definitely accommodate.

I think that as the true, artificial/experiment nature of the island reveals itself, I think things will get a whole lot more violent, and a lot of eggs will lose their last life. It’s gonna be the darkest hour. My heart will hurt. In between we will probably have breaks to let the French establish themselves, but underlying the fluff will be a potent sense of dread and possibly grief. At the same time, with SOFIA and the mysterious man, the parabolic satellite, the QSMP and the players will pool together all their resources to figure out this island as quick as they can and escape with the eggs still living.

BUT ALSO I think the all the eggs aren’t truly dead and gone, and we’ll we will get to see tilin and trump and juanaflippa again— after all they got the 5 minutes in the SLIDING DOOR ROOM felps was put in somehow, and I don’t think felps is dead, or that room functions like a true heaven. It’s literally in a basement and has been shown to be abandoned once before, and is connected to the hallway systems underneath the island. And juanaflippa was revived through the trial, so clearly the Federation has some sort of control over the “aliveness” or “deadness” of the eggs. Basically what I’m hoping for is that there’s still hope XD

I think the eggs are as artificial as the island (they are so real in emotion and personality and bonds with their parental units though) but that also means that their deaths could be artificial too!! (the letters with the Faberge eggs?? Idk if anyone else saw that but there were a series of lore letters related to the QSMP that people translated online and they’re very interesting) If they’re not like humans, perhaps they can be REPAIRED through special means, or maybe deaths from the binary code CORRUPTS instead of kills them and they can be uncorrupted??

I think very cool stuff is going to happen, not sure what happens in the middle here but I’m excited for it. I think the experiment/simulation will break apart as more people are added/ the main rebellers rebel and find out more of the secrets. Quackity has hinted at a hard future and many things still in store.

I am SO SO curious as to what is going in, but i think there’s an opportunity for the dragon eggs to survive/come back/be revived/finally hatch and just become regular NPCs instead of ones with limited lives, since that is the source of most of the stress. That way they can still be around while not being as stressful. In my perfect world they become little dragon hybrid players that have a dragon form and still speak in signs and everyone can still hang out. 🥺

and then way way wayyyy in the future, end of the server kind of thing, while the eggs don’t really get to leave QSMP as they are admins, i think the true goodbye when the vacation ends and the players finally escape the island and the dragons grow up and fly away maybe and it’ll be super duper sad and bittersweet.

This has been a long post LOL, but basically the gist of it is i think there’s still hope, and I am SUPER DUPER curious as to what’s happening behind the scenes, and the secrets we have yet to find.

[rainbowchaox]

When Chayanne getting kidnapped and probably tortured someway is your copium over him actually dying because admins were too busy not the fault of the dad. Yes I’m mentally well LOL.

[sleepy-space-comms]

#01 / 35+ || Slime // I hope the faceclaim for this one is alright! there like- no Condi fanart lol, but this oc gave off the right vibes.

Names 𓂃⋆.˚ Condifiction, Samuel, Cassidy, Grave, Remidy

Nicknames 𓂃⋆.˚ Condi, Sam, Cas, Rem

Age 𓂃⋆.˚ 36

Pronouns 𓂃⋆.˚ He/Him , They/Them , Fire/Fires , Mocha/Mochas , God/Gods , Gold/Golds , Mourn/Mourns

Source 𓂃⋆.˚ SCU

Genders 𓂃⋆.˚ Male , ChaosThing

Sexuality 𓂃⋆.˚ Demiromantic , Asexual

Alter Roles𓂃⋆.˚ Admin , Leader

Front Triggers 𓂃⋆.˚ watching "I beat the hardest Minecraft difficulty"

Signoffs 𓂃⋆.˚ -🐻🪙, -🐻, -��

Aesthetic 𓂃⋆.˚

Personality𓂃⋆.˚ Chaotic , Funny , Sarcastic , Adventurous , Organized.

Quirks 𓂃⋆.˚ Picking at grass, Randomly yelling.

Typing Quirk 𓂃⋆.˚ constantly writes "RAHHH" in texts or as lone texts

Location Pref 𓂃⋆.˚ Out in the world

Paras 𓂃⋆.˚ 💨, 😖

Mental Conditions 𓂃⋆.˚ ADHD

CisIds 𓂃⋆.˚ Adventurer, Man, Hummanoid

TransIds 𓂃⋆.˚ Transkeleton (custom ID posted to this acc), BrownBloodic, Plantgorebodic,

MiscIds 𓂃⋆.˚ PermaTired, MultiDeath, Permaeyebags

Memories 𓂃⋆.˚ Grizzly being sent to hell, beating the game, dying multiple times

Speech 𓂃⋆.˚ Loud, confident, smooth and masculine.

Playlist 𓂃⋆.˚

Fronter Userbox 𓂃⋆.˚

Likes 𓂃⋆.˚ Adventuring , Organizing things , Tracking things , Writing things down , Chaos

Dislikes 𓂃⋆.˚ Chickens , Death

House 𓂃⋆.˚ here

note to self: delete this before posting, it's for a different headmate this is just a self reminder!! PermaBrainwashed Now, If you're not the person who created the post, hi, it's Sora typing this, I apologize for Breaker's stupidity when making this, as hx was supposed to delete this but clearly didn't T-T

^ ngl 1'm leaving this here 0utta spite X3 -Breaker

[lesbianaang]

house md reboot ideas:

-wilson has fully recovered + he and house have a domestic partnership thing going on in socal

-house is running a backdoor clinic to stave off boredom since he’s legally dead, going under the name “holmes”

-wilson is writing a flop blog (maybe under the name john) about his recovery/survivor’s guilt and is working part-time with the elderly because he has a dying fixation

-a post suddenly goes viral though when wilson writes about one of house’s client cases, especially among online gay spaces where people are like “wow old gay love 😍”

-cuddy, back in princeton with her butch wife (!) and now 12-year-old daughter, starts reading it and is like… that is absolutely house and wilson

-she reaches out and (after yelling at them for being insane people) asks them to come back, princeton isn’t the same without them, the hospital needs them, no one is better, etc…

-they’re both reluctant to go back but they recognize the other one Really needs it and they miss princeton and are too east coast to last much longer in socal

-wilson agrees to come back, but only in an admin position overseeing oncology, since he doesn’t want to take on any clients who could die

-house is ready to re-establish the diagnostics department but WAIT since he’s “dead” his license is invalid and he can’t legally practice or be hired which means…

-smashcut to an acceptance letter for “Holmes” to the (fictional) princeton medical school

-cuddy, on top of her admin stuff, is overseeing the diagnostics team (new characters) as a house proxy until he can officially take over

-wilson and house continue living together to “save money” and “because it would be too hard to split up the furniture at this point”

-cuddy and her wife (who is the hospital’s legal counsel, idc if this is a conflict of interest) somewhat reluctantly hire house as a babysitter for rachel since his class schedule means he can pick her up from school AND it gives cuddy the excuse of “calling the babysitter” whenever she needs house to consult on a case (which is often)

-rachel LOVES house bc he’s fucking crazy (she loves her moms but they are a bit overprotective and she’s a preteen now) and will also spend all season plotting to get house and wilson together for real, ala parent trap

-house hates having to do classes, but we get a fun cast of characters in his cohort, including thirteen (!!) who is back after going nutso a couple years back and has to get in a bunch of continuing education classes to practice again

-episodes are split between Case of the Week (with cuddy + her wife often featuring), house and rachel shenanigans, house medical school silliness, wilson slowly being able to take on clients again/getting over his trauma, and a season-long hilson slow burn where gay wrongs are finally turned into gay rights

-BONUS: idk where this comes in but lin manuel Miranda reprises his guest star role as house’s old mental hospital roomie but to everyone’s surprise is now a successful rap-musical composer (the musical is called like “Madison” or something lol)

-BONUS: we get a jersey shore episode and more jersey-isms throughout in general because it is funny to me

[ransprang]

HIII! I was wondering if I could get a JJBA part 5 matchup? I’m sorry for making it so long btw :((

I am a female who identifies as bisexual/biromantic, and my gender preference is always changing so don’t worry about that lol. I’m an INTP pisces.

As for my personality, I’m quite aloof and prefer to spend time indoors, however I don’t have a preference between an extrovert or introvert lover. My love language is words of affirmation and physical affection (need to be very close to them first or else it makes me a bit overwhelmed), and I don’t like gifts cuz I don’t feel worthy lmao🧍‍♀️. I’m also quiet but I love listening to other people speak and tell stories, I like to think that I’m a good listener.

I’m quite smart and LOVE subjects like physics, psychology, geology, and art. I hate school tho. I also love every type of music, from kpop to metal to rap/hiphop, and I am also a good dancer. I don’t like big parties with people I don’t know as it can cause me to have anxiety but I do like small get togethers with friends. OH YEAH and I also love baking!!

I struggle with anxiety/depression (+ probably an underlying mental illness 😀), so I need someone who will add structure to my life and comfort me….. but I also don’t mind someone who will get me outside doing fun things and allow me be spontaneous

As for my appearance, I have medium length dyed blue hair (I dye it a new colour every couple of years), I’m average height and am slim. My aesthetic switches between the usual fashion trends and super dark makeup/clothes, depending on who I’m around or where I am. I don’t like wearing my glasses even tho I can’t see shit. I also want to get a lot of tattoos so I spend a lot of time doodling ideas for them.

THANK YOU U ARE ALL SO TALENTED AND FUNNY IM SORRY FOR MAKING THIS SO LONG 💙💜

aa thank you're so sweet <3 hope you like your match up :D

your jojos match up is.....MISTA!!

- Mista is a talkative boy. He will talk your ear off about the stupidest thoughts going through his head. Six pistols will probably talk a lot with you too or they'll probably complain about one another while you silently watch.

- He is like a big affectionate dog who'll give you lots of love and affection. You wouldn't really have to return any of the hugs at first he doesn't mind if you take a while to warm up. It won't stop him from hugging you.

- You will always be invited to hang out with the Bucci gang and you'll get closer to them. Since you like dancing you'll be forced to dance with Mista & Narancia (:<

- You can forget about having a structured life. This man is C H A O T I C. Y'all will probably end up doing borderline illegal things that may spike your anxiety oops

- Since you don't like wearing glasses Mista can sit on your lap and put contact lenses into your eyes for you <3

yours blindly,

admin sar

[staytheb]

Playlist

Pairing: SKZ’s Chan x OC [Kierra] Genre: idol!au, slice of life, slight fluff Word Count: 1,036 Summary: Chris gets notified that Kierra’s music playlist has changed once again and he gets another surprised as well.

the masterlist for Chris x Kierra

Warning: semi-proofread. another Chris x Kierra tidbit! lol

hello! i’m back after a while. didn’t get to write what i needed to write, but hey i got the mood to write something else instead and the title is just something to title it as i’m really bad with these. but ofc it turned out to be something with SKZ’s member Bang Chan and the lovely OC!Kierra lol i guess i’m only in the mood to write for sure when this guy is involved. he really got me feeling sorts of ways i guess lol anyways, i had fun and it helped with my mental health among other things. but other than that, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

When Chris inputted the new pass-code to his girlfriend's apartment he was met with eurodance-pop music blasting and quickly entered the space to shut the door immediately behind him. He was at first confused as this was a complete change of sound compared to last month. Chris thought Linna was overthinking it, but she wasn't kidding that Kierra's new playlist changed drastically several days after his visit. Chris slipped out of his shoes, placed his things off to the side before going in search of his girlfriend, and saw that Kierra was playing music on her living room TV.

Kierra usually did that when she was cleaning and he chanced upon the title of song of Barbie Girl. A few giggles escaped from his lips as he didn't think Kierra would listen to something like that, but then again he remembered that she listened to all sorts of genres growing up. The next song soon got his attention when he heard the lyrics and he became flustered upon understanding what it was about. It didn't help that he even read the title of the song, I Wanna Be Bad, when it popped up once Barbie Girl was done.

"Oh?"

Kierra was surprised to see Chris in her living room after finishing the kitchen. She lowered the volume before greeting her boyfriend.

"Hi."

Chris snapped his attention to his girlfriend and noticed her new hair color right away.

"Oh, nice color." He complimented as Kierra shyly played with her newly dyed dark plum locks.

"I totally forgot that it's not dark roots and blonde anymore."

She then eyed him suspiciously.

"Anyways, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be doing idol musician work or something like that?"

Chris pouted as he instantly made his way to engulf his girlfriend into a hug.

"I thought we already had this discussion, Kierra."

"There's a lot of discussion so it's hard to keep track."

Chris playfully squeezed her and Kierra squirmed within his embrace causing him to laugh at the situation.

"You play too much." She commented before returning his hug.

"Anyways," Chris changed the topic, "Linna told me about your new playlist."

Kierra rolled her eyes.

"Of course she would. Is that why you're really here?"

"Not really, but I just wanted to see your loving face and got a surprise with your purple-like hair."

"Eww, no wonder STAYs love and hate you, but hating you in the loving manner from the real ones and not the fake ones."

Chris laughed.

"Why do you say that?"

"Because just like you do to me with the I Am You demo, you wouldn't play the actual audio of 'WE GO' for them."

Chris laughed again before nuzzling his face against Kierra's.

"Aww, but it's true. I do love you."

"Says the one that isn't experienced with love." Kierra remarked as Chris laughed sheepishly knowing what she was trying to get at.

"By the way, you did not give me the song like promised."

"I forgot."

"Yeah, like them cookies you were supposed to give to fans if they attended a STRAY KIDS concert."

"When did I say that?"

"I don't remember, but it was an interview while y'all were in the states."

"Hmm, I don't recall."

"Right. I'm gonna ask Felix to not bake you any more brownies or chocolate chip cookies until you fulfill your promises."

"Aww, don't be like that."

Kierra didn't respond and just gave him a pointed look.

"Anyways," Chris changed the topic back to her music playlist again trying to ease into her good graces again, "What's up with the new playlist?"

"No reason. Just felt like it. It'll probably change again in a week or so."

Kierra focused her attention and the topic onto her boyfriend this time while cupping his face.

"How about you? How are you holding up?"

"I'm fine." He replied with a half-smile, but she didn't believe him yet didn't pester him about it.

"Alright then, so-"

She was interrupted by her boyfriend's words.

"But a kiss will make me feel better."

Chris chuckled after Kierra made a face. Before the two could share a kiss they heard the front door opening and loud chatter indicating that the rest of the boys had decided to come over as well. Linna was the first one to spot them with a playful look.

"Oh, were we interrupting some special time?"

"Nope. Not at all." Kierra replied as she tried to get out of Chris' grip, but her boyfriend held her firmly in place.

"Yes." Chris answered with a pout. "Now she's gonna act all indifferent with all of you here."

"I act the same way whether it's me and you or with the others around."

"Okay, true, but I just wanted to spend more time with you."

"Well, why not go and make dinner together?" Linna suggested as Kierra frowned.

"He's really not much help in the kitchen and STAYs know that now."

"Wow. I'm totally gonna have to show you that I am a great help in the kitchen."

"But it was Linna's turn to make dinner today."

"Too bad. You and I are making dinner now."

"Ugh, but why can't y'all go back to your dorm to eat while Linna and I just enjoy a meal with the two of us instead of the ten of us."

"The more the merrier. Besides, you brought this upon yourself."

Kierra sighed in defeat as she allowed Chris to lead the two of them towards the kitchen with Linna chuckling mischievously upon what she had just done.

"Babe, why are you laughing like that?" Hyunjin asked his girlfriend as he eyed her. "And did Kierra finally change her hair color?"

"Oh, no reason and yeah she did. I think it was last night or the day before that. Anyways, I'm gonna change. Watch the others and don't make a mess. Kierra just cleaned the house and I don't know how she'll react if y'all mess it up again."

"Fine. By the way, what's the Netflix info?"

"Don't remember. Ask Kierra."

Linna went to her room leaving her boyfriend behind who glanced towards the kitchen a bit nervously.

"I'll just use Changbin's information instead."

[daehwifi]

Warmth - Daehwi Au

- admin xion

genre: fluff with like small angst-ish not really LOL member: lee daehwi word count: 994 requested: yup side notes: cOUGH sORTA stealing the idea from my mother ariane @deepdickdaniel , it’s gonna mainly include the “100 ways to say I Love YoU” bUT LIKE I AIN’T GONNA MAKE IT A SERIES CAUSE THAT’S JUST DEADASS STEALING IT FROM ARIANE MY MOTHER THAT I LOVE 

cough but anyways, go check out her series [i linked the very first one from her series] and gives her lots and lots of love! // sorry for taking so long to upload this aHHHHHHHH

requested by: suburbiataehyung

hello! can i request a cute cuddly daehwi scenario ??

in english, the class was reading a book and had to be called up randomly by the teacher to stand up and read until the teacher said you can stop 

you were awfully a quiet person

you sat beside a boy with dyed purple hair and sang awfully a lot 

lee daehwi 

being in the music groupie as well, you played the piano in the “band” 

well- it wasn’t an actual band

every break sometimes you’d just go there and mess around with the piano as other people would join in their instruments and some singing

he was always there

singing joyfully

sometimes he wouldn’t even be singing seriously 

it made you laugh 

the teacher slowly called up everyone to read

it was soon your turn as the bell saved you from your so called death and you mentally prepared yourself for 

daehwi tapped you on your shoulder

“are you heading to the music room today?” he asks

you nodded and softly smiled

you and daehwi didn’t talk much to each other

sometimes you got nervous

or sometimes you’d even begin stuttering 

but it was known that you were quiet

so it wouldn’t be a surprise if you gave small answers back

you found it really stereotypical, because you always had something to say, you just couldn’t say it

no- you wouldn’t define yourself as an introvert

nor an extrovert

no one just ever bothered to talk to you, so they’d define you by themselves as an introvert

you quickly packed up your books as daehwi went ahead and into the music room 

he was the only one who actually talked to you first 

as you exit the room, you could feel a shiver down your spine

it was winter

snowing 

awfully cold 

you wanted to snuggle up against your wool scarf

it was so warm

at a distant, you followed behind and into the music room

you sat yourself down at the keyboard and adjusted the connected pedal 

[hAH theres a keyboard in the music room at my school and i hATE it when someone moves the pedal onto my left foot like nO PEDALS ARE USED FOR YOUR RIGHT FOOT ASUHDJIOW] 

you both played around with chords here and there

daehwi actually talked to you

he tried playing the keyboard and fond himself struggling a bit 

you softly chuckled and helped him out

with hesitation trying to take over you at first,

you placed your hands softly over his and adjusted his hand on the right octave the song was on 

“proceed” you said

he stared at you, at awe 

he smiled, folding up his eyes as he melted into his sholders

“your hands are soft,” he said like a kid 

your cheeks formed pink as you shook your head and waved your hands 

“nOno they’re t-terrible,” you didn’t even know what you just said 

he chuckled as he re-attempted to play the piece at the top of his head

it was more successful this time 

school soon ended 

you wanted to legit die because you forgot your scarf at home

it was cold

you had mittens thankfully 

but you just really wanted to go home and snuggle up against your bed and begin watching tv series you know you’ll never finish 

you noticed daehwi

he sneezed cutely as you were flustered for no actual reason

daehwi noticed you there as his cheeks formed pink as well 

despite you two being in cold weather

and snow falling onto the groud

the inside of you felt warm

and he felt the same 

school was the same as always

nothing really surprised you

but the weather kept on getting worse 

it was more colder today compared to yesterday 

daehwi caught the flu

in which made you feel like complete shit 

you had nothing to do with it

but you just felt like complete shit cause of it 

“hey y/n” daehwi spoke mid way of coughing

you had sorrow face due to his sickness

“hhh are you okay?” you asked him

“mmhm! don’t worry,” he says with glee 

you still felt bad 

and he seemed to notice

“hEy don’t feel baddd- you didn’t do anything about it,” 

“i know but i just do. like, i feel like i could help but i cant...” you trialed off your words as daehwi softly laughed

“you’re cute when you’re worried,” 

“nO”

“yES” 

“sometimes I feel like I bother you,” 

“you don’t at all. i actually really love talking to you,” 

“r-really?”

“mmmhm!” daehwi spoke

he began coughing as you instantly scattered through your bag 

you pulled out a water bottle that you havent even opened yet

“here, drink some water” you suggested

he instantly accepted the water bottle and drink a good amount of it in one go. he soon closed the water bottle and softly smiled 

“you look so warm,” he commented

he looked at your oversize hoodie that you wore and sweatpants

“nah- i look like a slob,” you replied, almost flustered and blushing

“you never look like a slob. you’re always beautiful,” he complimented

it was the end of the school day

it was extremely cold outside

you were heading towards you locker and putting on your jacket

you forgot your scarf once again 

as you headed outside, the breeze made your hair fly back as you winced

you stood there for a second

thinking

“fUCK I FORGOT MY BOOK IN CLASS” you yelled out loud

you rushed back into the school

rushing into the class you left the book in

opening the door, you noticed daehwi sitting there, almost falling asleep

“daehwi,” you spoke up approaching him

he opened his eyes a bit more and noticed your presences

“hi...y/n” he says drowsily  

“daehwi, it’s the end of the school day. you should head h-”

he drowsily leaned his head against your stomach

he mumbled a few words you couldn’t figure out 

but you could feel your cheeks turning red

“you’re warm,” he said softly 

[thebtsgang]

Hey are reactions still open? If so, can you guys do Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon's reaction to their s/o accidentally falling off a rooftop and dying. Is that too morbid???? Im sorry! If you'd prefer, do their reaction to their s/o dying in a car crash. Your guys page is awesome btw!!!

Hey boo, reactions are indeed still open! I decided dying in a car crash was easier to write than someone accidentally falling off, i hope it was to your tastes! Also, please be careful in the traffic, dont dirink and drive (and don’t fall off rooftops lol).

- Admin Alie <4

Namjoon 

Namjoon had stopped listening to the police officer ever since the one sentence had been delivered, one of the words ringing in his ears. “The car flew off the road, there was nothing to do. When the ambulance arrived they couldn’t do anything but declare her dead.” as they kept rambling on about being sorry for the loss and other things Namjoon didn’t hear, the word “dead” kept repeating itself like a mantra, the word was swimming before him and he closed his eyes to will away the sudden dizzines. He stumbled backwards and was caught by the loving arms of his members that held him close but they brought him no warmth, no peace. Namjoon had written plenty lyrics about heartbreak and love that would make you think he had his fair share of experience but nothing could prepare him from the pain that was losing you. The word dead was soon replaced by the word no as it escaped his lips in between silent sobs. He whispered them over and over again, even after he stopped crying and there were no tears left to shed the words still fell, him being the only one who heard them. 

Long in the future when thinking about you didnt bring as much pain as it used too but rather a bittersweet feeling of nostalgia, is when he began writing again. He wrote you into every beat, every line, every intake of breath and everyone who listened to them could feel the raw feeling hidden behind the charming stage persona whenever he performed them. You were still with him, in his songs and in the picture frame by his bed and in his members love and support. He’d go to your grave after their tour and sit down on the ground, telling you about the people he met and the places they saw and whenever a gentle breeze would play with his hair he imagined it being your fingers as he was lying with his head in your lap like he used to. He’d never forget you

Yoongi

After the news, Yoongi didn’t say anything for weeks. He barely ate usually resorting to pushing the food around his plate and he only slept when he passed out from exhaustion. He didn’t cry, his eyes painfully dry as he watched your basket being lowered into your grave. Bighit had put Bangtan on a break and for once there were no complaints from fans, everyone had loved you and the way Yoongi acted differently whenever you were around. Ever since you entered his life his music had been at its peak, but the second you exited it fell and eventually completely disappeared. His ability to produce music was gone with his happiness and hope for the future replaced with cold sheets and crippling depression. 

After the news, Yoongi didn’t say anything for weeks. Until he did. He left his room slightly tripping over his own feet and was met with six pairs of eyes when he entered the livingroom. He looked towards Seokjin who stood from his seat at the table and took a few unsure steps towards Yoongi’s fragile frame and smiled gently at him. Yoongi looked him in the eyes and tried to open his mouth, say something. At first nothing but harsh breathing escaped his sore throat but after a few tries Yoongi coughed and felt his eyes water “h-hyung, can you get me a glass of water?” he asked carefully, his voice cracking at the end. The others who had been patient waiting for his words, felt their shoulders sag with relief, some of them even going as far as getting tears in their eyes and noticing that, as Jin went to get him some water, Yoongi finally let everything crash. The realization finally hit him and he fell to the ground, the heartbreaking sobs wrecking through his small, pale body. His arms gave out under his weight and Namjoon caught him, pullling him into his much larger frame and propping his chin atop his head while gently swaying him back and forth while mumbling soothing It’s okay’s and you’re alright, we’re here’s. He was gonna be okay, maybe not today, but eventually.

Jimin

Jimin was usually all smiles and giggles, lightling up the world with his crinkly eyes and all the love he had to share. Making others smile energized him and even though he was easily angered, Jimin was mostly a happy person, that is, until he wasnt. You and Jimins relationship had been secret to the public since he didnt want to disrupt your privacy, so when some drunk ass idiot had run over a red light effectively hitting the young girl carrying stars in her eyes and music in her laugh, Jimin couldnt tell the world. No one had known of your existence or Jimins undying love for his princess, and he was determined to not let anyone know. He ignored his members and bighits pleas to settle down and get over the loss but Jimin wanted to disappear in his work. Jimin resorted to dancing. Day and night, completely forgetting to take care of himself. Jimin never smiled, never giggled. Jimin stared blindly into nothing completelt dissappearing from the world and everyone else. His voice was hoarse when singing, thick from desperately trying not to cry and the members refused to make any music and go to any concerts, forcing Jimin to talk and to feel. It didn’t take long for him to have a mental breakdown. It started with his hands shaking and his breath coming out short. His eart was beating loudly in his chest and sunks into himself, cumbling into a ball on the floor as he tried to focus but all he could he was your melodious laugh and all he could see was the stars that shone brightly in you eyes. It felt as if you were being ripped out of his body, the music turning into painful screams and the stars dying out, leaving him in darkness.

  Jimin didn’t think he’d learn to love again, but he figured he didn’t need to. He had his family, his fans and his brothers that he loved and he knew that you were always there with him. It took him time to learn, it took him time and a lot of late night talks with Namjoon, but eventually he learnt to listen and feel you, when on the stage. He sang to you and the beautiful song of your laugh would ring in his ears, the stars above the arena would be replaced with you eyes and he would smile. You were always there.

A/n: I’m NoT cRyInG yOu ArE

[ask-svt-hearteu]

RANDOM CRAP THE ADMINS HAVE SAID TO EACH OTHER

admins: Hai everyone! To celebrate another follower milestone, we'd like to present-

RANDOM CRAP THE ADMINS HAVE SAID TO EACH OTHER (via announcements on our KakaoTalk)

(haha i hope this is funny and entertaining for you guys, also this was just us joking/messing around)

we sacrificed our sanity for this.

we need jisoos

MEMESOL DOES NOT APPROVE

i stay shook lol

YOU'RE WRITING NOT ME HEHE

IM JIHOON EVERYTIME THEY ASK HIM TO DO AEYGO

you can’t not love Diva boo

AND I FEEL PERSONALLY ATTACKED

im getting the joshua roll

WE’RE NEVER READY

jess do you like messi

i ship everyone with everyone

I STAN CHILDREN

JISOOS CHRIST

Every carat ever: before discovering seventeen) dang there’s thirteen members… how am I ever going to tell them apart. After like a week: That’s jun’s leg

Me: I refuse to be shorter than lee Jihoon by an inch. My friend: wtf why

WHERE ARE YOU HIDING JISOOS

LET ME BE SHOOK

ALL OF SVT WILL COME FOR YOU EVENTUALLY

//INCOHERENT SCREAMING//

So do me a favor and back up to Antarctica thanks

You didn’t see me REGRETTING MY LIFE while editing fam

I was walking out of the movie theater singing mansae

you go to sleep later but wake up earlier what kind of sorcery is this

VERKWAN IS JUST LIFE

And they just sat there like, “don’t interrupt the crazy Joshua stan unless you want to die"

LIKE SWEETIE THE GROUND AINT GOING TO GIVE YOU THE ANSWERS

TWO TEEN TWO TEEN

OUR FOLLOWERS ARE WILD

XU MINGHAO.

ZOOMING HOW.

IF JEONGHAN HAS A KID WHO WILL BE HIS BABY

I was just having a mental breakdown

Me: “My life is hamburger” | My grandmother: you like hamburger? Go to Mcdonalds | Me: LMAO NO ITS JUST SOMETHING WONWOO SAID

THATS WHAT I GET FOR QUOTING WONWOO

I. CANT. BE. LEAF. I. FORGOT. LEGIT. ONE. OF. MY. FAV. GROUPS.

i need to think of romantic cheesy stuff

LETS MAKE IT SO FLUFFY EVERYONE WILL WANT TO DIE

Whatever group it is GotSeventeen

drink water kids not alcohol

do drugs kids not school

hoshi just chose me i didnt do anything

IM NOT CRYJING YOU ARE

STAN TALENT. STAN CHINA LINE STRONG POWER THANK YOU.

“kidney function is not a right its a privilege”

CHAN IS A QT”

Waiting for confetti to fly out of my heart like in aju nice

the fun part is if people want to complain about asks being off, they can't because asks are off

MY NAME IS SOONYOUNG AND I KNEW I'D CATCH YOU SOON

do you ever think of random svt moments at school and you're about to explode and your teacher is like do you think the Pythagorean theorem is funny

does anyone else just feel attacked if your bias so much as breathes I'm sitting here trying to have lunch and a random Joshua moment comes along and I nearly choke

Jeonghan is my main competition with Joshua so you can understand my pain

MAN IF ANYONE'S GONNA DIG OUR GRAVES, IT'S GONNA BE SEVENTEEN

TUMBLR SHOULD PAY FOR OUR SUFFERING LOL

get you a boyfriend who can make your heart race as much as svt can

WTF WHO INVENTED ANGST LEMME HUNT THEM DOWN

right like yo we ain't svt either empty your bank account and go to a fansign bc you ain't getting answers for free

what svt crack watching fan would think of anything besides meanie HONESTLY

lmao I saw the post we are a disaster

we are a hurricane

yea haha no SATAN BEGONE

WHERE IS YOUR TAG

HONESTLY I'M LIKE SOONYOUNG YOU LOOK HOT AF BUT PLZ DON'T EVER LOSE WEIGHT BC YOU NEED TO KEEP THOSE CHEEKS

I'D RATHER HAVE "THAT WOULDN'T BE GREAT" TATTOOED ON MY ARM

you know you've spent too long on tumblr when you start referencing yourself

kpop ruined and fixed my life

(a photo of Memesol with chips in his mouth like a duck beak staring into your soul)

yeah yeah I hope they can start dating after like 5 years? bc I want to see mini seventeens

I HELP PEOPLE DATE SVT BY WRITING AU'S OKAY

(about the hip-hop team's mixtape volume 14) I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE FUCK DARED TO TAKE OVER CHWE HANSOL'S BODY IMMA FIGHT YOU

AND WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT WONWOO HOW TO CURSE IN ENGLISH HANSOL I EFFING BLAME YOUR DRAKE SONGS

(Seri and me still dying over the hip-hop team's mixtape) SEUNGKWAN COME COLLECT YOUR MAN

TBH I'M THINKING JOSHUA DEFINITELY NOT AS HOLY AS WE MAKE HIM OUT TO BE WITH HIS LONG SHOWERING HEADASS

AND TO THINK I WAS LISTENING TO EYES NOSE LIPS BEFORE THIS UN HAENG II CHI II CHI BULLSHIT

(a photo of Wonwoo crying with the caption "*ulgo shipji ana*")

FRICK YOU AND SVT I HATE AND LOVE YOU ALL (finally done freaking out over the hip-hop team's mixtape)

LEE JIHOON IS SHAKING IN HIS GRAVE

I KNOW WHO KILLED LEE JIHOON, YOU DID WITH THIS MDROXKBSNCOSWG

I've already sold my soul to seventeen, what more do you want

when you can't Hangul properly

PLEDIS. STOP. FREAKING. SLEEPING.ON. TALENT. AND. DPERIVING. US. (about China line)

has Joshua ever cried bc of Naruto

Svt was an experimental group sent to us by other beings in the universe bc they thought the earth was too dark and depressing without them

I must have been too focused on Hoshi's arms

where can I find a cup of black coffee that tastes like cotton candy

BASICALLY I WAS PUSHED INTO HOSHI LIKE SOMEONE WOULD BE IN OUR AU'S

I'M SORRY THAT THE MERE MENTION OF SHUA RENDERS ME AS USEFUL AS A BLADE OF GRASS

WOW KWON SOONYOUNG YOU DRINK SO PRETTY

tags you'd use on tumblr: #UM #THAT'S ILLEGAL

I NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL I'M STUPID LOL

"hold up is soonyoung 17 years older than me?" "wow what a coincidence" "wtf seri he's 7 years older than you"

me thinks, "okay cmon we can get like 3 au's done today"

reality hits me like, "lmao watchu saying you don't got no time turner"

SERI MY DAUGHTER I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE YOU SOME ENCOURAGING AND INSPIRING WORDS BEFORE YOUR FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY IS CRITICAL FOR YOUR SUCCESS- stan svt

and I have the soonyoung syndrome

I think I just died and have no more lives left

I have to write dates for thirteen 18+ year old boys

pffffffftttt sleep is for the weak

you're never gonna find another friend like me ;)

I CAN'T USE MY TIREDNESS AS AN EXCUSE FOR CRAZY GOSH

we're fuckin screwed

I feel like a swimming fool

wow you doing drugs? lame, I'm writing svt au's GET ON MY MOTHERFUCKA LEVEL

but all my svt songs are my night songs, my shower songs, my hw songs,,,

and I said, "you know I probably couldn't eat that ice cream bc I'm too salty"

I said, "you're a prefect match for that ice cream because you're so sweet" ;)

may Hong Jisoo be my guiding light (crying emojis)

and I thought 'I like suffering so might as well'

my relationship with angst is pretty much the same as my relationship with seventeen

HAVE AN EGG TART

MY FAV IS KWON SOONYOUNG AND NO I'M NOT BIASED OR ANYTHING PFFT

I can't listen to boom boom without a flannel or dress shirt on so I can stick out the side like they do at the beginning choreo:,,,)

I like svt //finger guns// //runs away//

I'd gladly be collected by soonyoung thanks

where do I sell my soul to get a studio version?

[steamishot]

Mid-May

It’s a little slow at work today and I’m planning on sneaking out early. I think I’m PMSing again. Lately, I’ve been a little overly fascinated by pretty girls on IG/IG influencers and models. Before, I would follow just one group of influencers but now I see so many young, wannabe or rising models on the explorer page. I’m starting to feel old. When I was younger and I heard people just a few years older me call themselves “ancient”, I found it laughable, but I kinda understand what they mean now. Our skin won’t ever be as taut, our minds never as innocent. Our lives as carefree. I think about what I have to offer in my relationship and feel like my partner can do better than me. It’s not good to feel inferior, as that will breed insecurity and damage the relationship, but I do ask myself, when is he gonna stop being a dumbass and realize that? Or can I trick him long enough to trap him? Lol. I learned something new about the culture in china recently. Traditionally, women in marriages are left to manage the household income. The husband would direct deposit his income into the account that she manages. She would give him an allowance/stipend for his basic needs. The idea is that women have best interest in mind for her family, and if guys have too much spending power, he has a higher chance of committing adultery. Women make the initial investment of giving her youth and fertility to the man, and men make the later investment of finances.

Last Thursday, my old boss came into my office at 4:55pm and asked us for the HR director’s cell phone number. It took me by surprise because it was the first time I saw her in our room. I glanced over and she was surprisingly very friendly with me. Her face was notably red. She commented on how my hair got longer, asked me about my job and my recent trip to Japan. I was in a good mood so I was fine seeing her and was proud of her for not brushing me off. It was the first actual conversation we had since I left a year ago. When I left the office at 5:00pm, she was standing out in the hallway just waiting for some reason. Following that incident, I learned that she was going through personal issues. This past Tuesday, I received news that she was admitted to the ER. My work friends were speculating and thought that she might be schizophrenic. They saw her just standing in the hallways blankly staring into space. She had a history of talking and laughing to herself. Before she was admitted to the ER, she dropped the items in her hand while walking and started to shake. Faculty (and the chief) in her division had to come upstairs to HR to seek counseling help for her. I don’t imagine that faculty helping out the admins happens like that often. After more speculation, it just seems like she had a nervous breakdown. Not sure why exactly, but I think it’s because of her demented and aging father (parents live in Missouri).

At age 45, she still depended on her parents to give her money to buy a new iphone. She still expected Christmas presents or birthday presents… and for them to pay for her plane ticket whenever she visited them in Missouri. I told my mom about this and she said that perhaps she’s very financially dependent on her father. If he falls, she falls too. My mom has always been extremely forgiving towards this boss of mine. I think she is grateful for her mainly because she allowed me a job at UCLA. I said mom, she didn’t hand me the job. I interviewed just like everyone else and competed against dozens of candidates. My current job, sure. I was pretty much handed it. My mom always refers to her as a poor girl, and reminds me to be kind to her. When I heard the news of her being mentally off and being checked into the ER, I felt sick. My former coworker talked to me about how upper management knew she had big mood swings and even described her as “bipolar”. It angered her that they allowed her a supervisory position having known that. She brought up how I could’ve made a bigger scene before I quit, and could’ve went to the union for help. And how HR offered me a job to kinda placate me. At the time, I had thought about it, but I remember reading the guidelines of what counted as “workplace bullying” and my experience didn’t fully fall under that. I don’t know if I would have gone to the union, but if that were the case, my name would definitely be tainted and I wouldn’t be allowed to work here again basically. Currently, she’s still in the ER. I’m glad that I don’t have to be careful walking around campus in fear of bumping into her. But I do hope she leaves and doesn’t return (not this earth, just this campus lol).

Matt came back last Thursday and we are leaving to Seattle tonight. Him being gone felt way longer for me than it did for him it seemed. It was kinda hard seeing him have fun all day/travel whereas I was just at work and living my day to day life in LA. When he got back, he said it kinda felt bad/different. He missed having the sense of family like in China, where his family would eat together every day and talk. He said he doesn’t have that here because everyone’s off doing their own thing. It felt a little different seeing him again. I think when you are traveling in a new country, so much goes on and you get to experience many new things. You come back with new learned perspectives. He asked me to sleepover at his house Friday night. I said okay but to get permission from his mom first. He was shy about asking her but finally did ask through text. His mom responded “yes no problem. Should I buy food?”, to which he said no, it’s okay (always denying me food lol). She ended up buying me chocolate covered strawberries, which I thought was really sweet and romantic of her LOL. I didn’t see his mom that night. When I walked into their house, she was not wearing pants and then just went into her room and stayed there the rest of the night. Matt was sick so I brought over ginger and rock sugar to make ginger tea. I was making that in the kitchen with his brother around juicing stuff. It was the first time Matt had a girl over just casually like that lol. His brother is like 14/15 and reminds me of myself when I was his age. He’s pretty talented in art, cooking and general academics. I see why Matt calls him his 2.0 now. If I had a sister 15 years younger than me, damn straight I would train her to be Connie 2.0 too. The sex that night was a lot. After not seeing him for like almost two weeks, I felt shy with him again. He was also extra horny/missed me. The next day, we went hiking. Got a parking ticket. Dropped him back off at home after because homeboy was jetlagged, sick, and sleep deprived and was dying post hike. I brought up how silly he was to have thought we could have gone to Seattle the weekend he returns. I think I learned my role with him. I’m like the practical, cool one. When he comes up with overly ambitious ideas like GOING TO 3 COUNTRIES IN ONE WEEK, I have to shoot down his idea and tell him no. I am glad I shot down his Seattle idea on the weekend he is back. I said, “you get kinda disappointed when I tell you no.” He said “yeah I do. But I’ll get it later.”

The next day was mother’s day. My parents and grandma went to a party. Matt’s mom got admitted to the ER that day. I half joked that maybe I was a part of it because she might have been scared about him getting me pregnant or whatever. He noted that I’m the calm in his life and that his mom “needs a Connie in her life”. Funnily enough, it seems his dad and I share certain qualities. We both like to be comfortable (sleep on time, hike/nature, have a schedule, be early to appointments), we are the less anal ones in the pair. His dad went to China the same week we left to Asia, and he’s gonna stay for like 3 months. I think having both the dad and Matt gone was hard on her.

I told him that due to his mom’s current state, it’s okay if we cancel Seattle. Southwest offers free cancellation and the Airbnb we booked also had a flexible policy, so we didn’t have anything to lose. I also told him that I don’t mind either way because it’s been a lot of traveling for me already- I don’t mind just chilling at home. At least I’d get enough sleep here lol. Also that because he wants to save up money (since he’ll need to pay for rent now), at least not going will save him money. He said thank you to my considerations. He ended up choosing to go. Over dinner on Tuesday, he said the first thing he will do upon receiving his vacation schedule (he gets 2 two week blocks a year, but can’t choose the dates), is book a trip to Iceland for us. I joked saying “where are your priorities?” lol because it seems he hasn’t done much in preparation for the program but yet is thinking about vacation already. Although it did make me happy to hear that. It’s like a placeholder to keep me attached for x amount of time. By Tuesday, I felt comfortable with him again. As he settles in, stops being sick and jetlagged, and his days return to normalcy.

We talked a little about the trip. I noted how it was too much pressure on the one day we had per country to go well and he agreed. I thought he was high strung especially. Hanging out with him at home is normally chill, as I confirmed hanging out with him again. He is NORMALLY easy going and doesn’t have many opinions on the things we do/eat, but traveling with him under a constraint was different. At least we got to learn more about each other. Going to Seattle after work today- semi PMSing. Here’s to round two of traveling! Will try to be rational and think before reacting. Aiming for good vibes throughout.

Clubbing: I went clubbing for the first time in years (minus the times I went just to show my cousins from France around LA). I guess it’s fun getting dressed up and going with a group of girls just taking pictures together and getting male attention. But I was also reminded about how I don’t like clubbing and it’s not my scene. I tend to drink more to feel at ease in those environments. I was DD and drank kinda a lot (my friend said DD stands for ‘drunk driver’ LOL). The club is actually a sad scene for me now. In the restroom especially, you see these wasted girls. On the dancefloor there are dropped drinks. You have all this unwanted attention. Reminded me of the song “crying in the club” – I don’t know the song but I just know the title lol. I remember when I was younger, I used enjoy getting wasted and remembered that girls are usually very supportive in the restroom. People become nicer and friendlier than if they weren’t drunk. It was a fun night- girl bonding and seeing people was a refreshing way to spend my weekend nights haha

[baekyeol-fics]

Hello!! Ive been searching your masterlist and I still can't find this specific story that I'm dying to read again 😭 I'm sorry if it's a bother but this is best summary to help! Baekhyun is mute and is in a mental institution(?) and chanyeol takes up the case to help him and they become attached and baekhyun draws these kinda creepy drawings to explain his thoughts. I hope that was good enough summary thank you so much for you help 😊

hi anon! aww it’s not a bother and we’re happy to help!  I’m pretty sure this fic is Jag-eun ((lol the drawings are still haunting me until now)) and it has sequels Jang-gyo and Jug-eum. Enjoy reading bb!���

- Admin Elle ♡

[nemesisadrastia]

5, 11, 13, 15, 17 & 22

5. YOUR FAVOURITE ORIGINAL-VERSE OC (OR ONE OF YOUR FAVOURITES)

....u want me to die? :| idk. idk..... mine or? bc if mine, it’s prolly.... idk.... omfg idk... tali? elly? finn? gid? gray? king? emily???? :| if it jenn then prolly.... idk... russ..... or mort... or nate... eli and trig? or HUX THO. :| omfg idk :| so many...

11. AN RPG THAT MEANT A LOT TO YOU

uuhhh... god. okay so. it was this angel/demon rpg and they were on a submarine going down to fight some big bad and it died bc the admin had to go and he wanted to stop the rp entirely until he was back bc he didn’t wanna miss anything and it died af.

13. AN RPG THAT YOU’D LIKE TO CREATE

digital dark, tbh. really wanna get that going at some point, but you know, spoons.......

15. YOUR FAVOURITE RP OTP

holy fuck? idefk. any of the ships i have with jenn?

17. YOUR FAVOURITE RP FAMILY RELATIONSHIP

uuhhh... prolly... i think i have to say tali and eli. honestly. bc eli is a great mum even though tali isn’t hers biologically, and she encourages and supports her daughter 100%, and when some douchebag breaks tali’s heart again, tali knows she can always go to her mum bc eli will be understanding and comforting and do everything in her power to help tali with whatever.

but also gid/indy, bc indy is so viciously protective of her son, even against his father, and gid loves his mother very, very much and always feels guilty for being who he is bc it gives her such problems, but indy refuses to see it like that and refuses to blame him for his mental illness bc it’s very much a mccoy family thing so it’s not his fault, and i just love them so much.

i just love parents supporting, protecting, and accepting their children no matter what?

22. A PLOT THAT YOU’D LIKE TO PLAY OUT

so there’s like a couple of verses that i’d really love to do, like the apb reloaded verse, or the ark survival verse with all my theories about what’s going on. like i’m talking about, these people just waking up on this huge fucking island and it as well as the ocean is just filled with all kinds of extinct creatures, and they have no knowledge of a previous life or whatever. and when they die it’s not like they forget, they remember dying even if they were lol chewed up by a gigantosaurus, they just wake up on a beach again with all that knowledge and a new body and like wtf uno? basically i think it’s like this huge experiment and you really do die but that thing in your arm not only monitors you but is also used to upload your consciousness into a clone body of yours and you’re just (’: stuck forever and this is your life lmfao you’re welcome.

i’d really love that plot.

....maybe i should make it an rpg....

[exobtsimagination]

Faith

Summary: Putting yourself in somebody else’s shoes. God took it literally. Type: Angst/ Slight Fluff Pairing: Jungkook X You Words: 1591 Words

Hi hi. I’m back from the dead. Serious apologies because I’m honestly really swarmed with life. I have school, two jobs and two upcoming exhibitions to prepare for so I’m honestly really all over the place. I try to write as much as I can (lol it’s like 5 in the morning here) since it is my obligation as an admin here. HAHAHAHA. Not as satisfactory but I’m saving the bulk of the feels in the latter chapters so here’s a teaser. Link to the prequel is down below. Enjoy!!

- Admin Fits

01

When you cracked your eyes open, everything seemed to turn an entire one eighty. The air was too crisp, one that possibly scratched the walls of your trachea. It hurt for you to even breathe, a concept that was all too familiar. White walls, stiff bed. Everything was distasteful but familiar, and maybe you should find gratefulness in that even if you had to scour at every cranny of your universe.

You pushed yourself up, your arm shaking as you did. Frowning, you were reminded of the circumstances that you were in. How you wished you were back in your dream where the sky was limitless and you could jump as high as you wanted to and still revel on its vast grandeur despite not being able to touch it. A dream where you could run as fast as you can, as far as you can, without crippling under your very own weight with just a few steps.

Or a dream where it was pitch black. Both were favourable, you supposed.

Quickly, you noticed your regular nurse standing at the door, peeking in but never really going any closer. The both of you made eye contact and she clearly flinched as if your very presence was threatening. Which was laughable because she would have ample time before you could land a strike that was equivalent to that of a baby’s.

“Something wrong?” She flinched again before shaking her head, taking tentative steps at your direction. You watched as she prepared the items before changing your IV tube.

“Do you feel okay?” That was a question that required no answer from your part because clearly, being strapped on a hospital bed was far than okay. But of course, you knew you feeling okay was slightly different than most.

“Peachy.”

You noticed the slight tremor of her lips and you wondered what went wrong. You felt burdened because you actually liked the nurse that was assigned to you.

“If there was something wrong, you can just tell me you know. Me dying shouldn’t excuse my bad attitude.”

Her reply was instantaneous. She paused whatever she was doing, sharply turning her head to your direction, her countenance full of determination and courage that you wished you could’ve adopted.

“No! Of course not! You’re not going to die! You’re doing splendidly on your rehabilitation! Everything will turn out okay and they’ll find a cure soon so you’ll be able to do everything that you’ve been wanting to do.”

Frankly speaking, the both of us knew that her words were just wishful thinking if anything. The research’s progress was painstakingly slow and by the time that they finally obtain the answer, you would be reduced to dust. Dust that would cease to exist and somehow knowing your end was morbidly comforting.

There would be a time where you would stop suffering.

But you didn’t say that. You searched for the comfort in the nurse’s honest eyes and you smiled. “Can’t wait.”

…

Being in solitude for most parts of the day had its perks. For one, it meant that there wasn’t anymore pricking and prodding from people that could only sympathise and try their best to empathise but deep down you knew, they were just relieved that they didn’t have to bound by a fate like yours. Humans were hypocritical at best.

This led you to dwell into the prospect of living the world that was vastly different than the one you had now. A life where you could puff your chest out without falling back to the chair as if you doing such a simple act took too much from you. A life where you wouldn’t bite your words, feeling them stuck deep in your stomach and no matter how much you curse at yourself, the words would come out like a broken recorder. A life where you wouldn’t stop talking altogether. A life where you could run, feel the wind under your arms trying to lift you up to the very sky. The rush of air, the hard beating of your heart against your chest as a reminder that you were alive. Alive and living.

A life like Jungkook’s.

Despite it being a dream, it gave you so much respite that it made you breathe easy. A dream that brought so much hue as compared to the very monochromatic room that reeked of sanitizers. A dream that you made you remember the life you once had.

Once had, that being the keyword.

It had been a few months since you had this damned illness and whilst there were still some things you could do, the prospect of knowing your end was a little overwhelming. Whenever you did a menial thing such as writing, you knew that one day your fingers shake too much for your writing to even be legible. Such small things, there was always this ticking clock at the very back of your mind and honest to god, you tried to be positive. You tried to look for the brighter side of things.

But when you couldn’t reach the lavatory in time, you mentally broke down as you suffered the humiliation of the excretion just flowed down your leg.

That bright light you should see at the end of the tunnel? You stopped searching.

You reached out for your wheelchair that they left at your side, your arms shaking as you do so. But like all things, the smallest things proved to be a bit too herculean for you. Your upper body was too far out from the bed that you didn’t even register that you were actually falling head first. The IV tube that connected to your arm pulled the stand along with you and it clanged onto the railing of your bed to only punch you in the stomach. You cried out in pain, not only from your stomach and head injury but also from your bruised pride.

You ignored the pain and crawled towards your wheelchair, dragging your useless legs across the clean tiles and you hissed at the burn. You placed your elbows at the edge of the seat when you heard the door of your room opened and the nurse from before rushing towards your direction. Ignoring her calling your name, you gritted your teeth as you tried pushing your weight up. There was pure determination that fired up from your insides, masking the anger and resentment that were directed to nobody but yourself.

“Here let me help you, dear.” She tried to take your elbow but you slapped her arm away. But god bless her heart because she immediately reached out to you despite the rejection. But her touch whilst kind was just aggravating. It was the kind of kindness that shed too much light on your incompetence.

“Let me just help you.”

More kindness. More hatred. More self-loathing.

“I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP.”

Two erratic heartbeats.

Your loud breathing.

The ticking of the clock.

Her frozen hands.

And you just broke. Again.

No matter how much you tried to fix yourself, you kept falling down and down. It was akin to you being in a well with no ladder up. You had no way of escaping as you watch slowly as the opening gets blocked, the light diminishing slowly like an eclipse. It was terrifyingly permanent and just not as beautiful.

Your elbows shook and you let go of that fictitious bravado that you previously held onto. You let yourself fall onto the ground, your pride and your resolve come gushing out of your body in the form of salty tears, staining your cheeks with pain and sorrow.

You didn’t apologise. You didn’t apologise for the hurt you might’ve caused because the very first person you have yet to say sorry towards for your terrible words, was yourself. So you didn’t apologise.

The heart of a person never truly changed and you saw it when the nurse pulled you in her arms, consoling you with her comforting hand that stroked your trembling body that was wrecked with sobs. The words that left her lips were like that of a mother’s, cooling your troubled heart with ease.

“It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s okay.”

You buried your face in your hands, shaking your head as you did so. “Once I can’t walk anymore, once I can’t speak anymore. Once I am nothing but a shell, can you even call me a human?”

She rocked you in her arms, trying her best to take the pain off your chest. But you merely passed it to her, now that one of your shoulders was wet. But she stopped reassuring everything was okay.

…

The nurse had helped you on the wheelchair and took you around the hospital block so as to get fresh air. A celebration, she supposed, because it was going to be your final visit of the month and you would get to go back to school. You were supposed to be ecstatic but there were only so many times you would let yourself be happy of your release when you were going back to the hospital again.

But she insisted that you get a fresh air and that was what you did. It calmed you a little bit.

She then brought you in your room and plugged in the IV tube in your forearm. The drugs did their job and you were soon drifting to a place of non-reality, a delusion that you would willingly drown yourself in.

There, in your subconscious, you were back.

You were finally Jungkook.

[stuckinthekookiejar]

hi admin~ can you do a "get to know the admin" kinda thing? =D

Sure, I’d love to! 

I just found this somewhere on the internet, credit to the creator.

Relationship Status: SingleLast Song I Listened To: Never Ever - Got7

Last Book Read/Listened To: idk, something for school I’m sure

Favourite Colour: Black

Top Three Shows: Doctor Who/Sherlock (I can’t pick one), Goblin, Strong Woman Do Bong Soon

Top Three Characters: Do Bong Soon (or any character portrayed by PBY), Grim Reaper (Wang Yeo), Sherlock

Top Three Ships: Jikook, Yoonmin, Yoonseok

2) Rules: BOLD the statements that are true for you!

APPEARANCE:

I am 5'7" or taller –(nah, I’m pretty short. 5′2′’ to be exact)–

I wear glasses –(I mean, I wear them for style sometimes but I have 20/20 vision)–

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes

I have short hair

My abs are at least somewhat defined –(my abs…they’re here..somewhere underneath the flab 😂😂😂)–

I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY:

I love meeting new people –(I’m shy af…and awkward irl)–

People tell me that I’m funny –(but only when I’m trying not to be lol)–

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me

I enjoy physical challenges

I enjoy mental challenges –(nah, BTS’ storylines are hard mentally challenging enough, I don’t need any more strife)–

I’m playfully rude with people I know well

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it

There is something I would change about my personality

ABILITY:

I can sing well

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory 

I’m good at doing math in my head

I can hold my breath underwater for under a minute

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch

HOBBIES:

I enjoy playing sports

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the past week

I work out at least once a week

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing –(I mean…duuuh)–

FANDOMS ARE MY #1 PASSION 

I do or have done martial arts

EXPERIENCES:

I have had my first kiss –(I’M SUCH A LATE BLOOMER *cries*)–

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year –(does getting my blood drawn count?)–

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have been to one of my favourite band’s concerts

RELATIONSHIPS:

I’m in a relationship

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know –(Well, I used to…so idk if I should bold this 😅)–

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year

I have been in a relationship for at least a year

I have had feelings for a friend

MY LIFE:

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”

I live close to my school

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the united states

There is snow right now where I live

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CD’s

I share my room with someone

RANDOM SHIT:

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life –(Sorta?)–

I speak at least 2 languages –(Does knowing a couple Spanish and Korean words count? 😂😂)–

I have made a new friend in the past year –(all of whom I met through this blog!! 😍😙)–

If you guys wanna know more kpop related things, then you can send me a few questions, or possibly a link to a tag of questions (kpop related or not) that you want me to answer 

Oh and you guys can just call me Ina btw 😄