#my waterbottle(s) are all pink!

[cayrola]

𝟏-𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐜𝐬

𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ includes: bakugo, deku, shoto, ochako, momo, kirishima, & denki

𓂃𑁍 ࣪˖ note: this is kinda bad sorry. just wanted to post something and i was having mha brainrot ˃ᴗ˂

꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱꒰ఎ ♡ ໒꒱ ⊹ ⋆ﾟ꒰

bakugo:

is in mostly ap and honors classes and gets all a’s and b’s

is in a study group with mina, kiri, denki, and sero

teachers have a love-hate relationship with him (who doesn’t)

the type to argue with the teacher if they’re ‘wrong’ or if they make a mistake about something

has snapchat but doesn’t use it bc he finds it stupid and doesn’t get why anyone would use it religiously

his snap score is so low—like 1k type low

follows his favorite celebrities on insta

has tiktok but doesn’t post a single thing; mina forces him to repost all of her vids tho

plays football and basketball but was kicked pff the basketball team for being to aggressive

gymrat

3.998 gpa and it pisses him off bc he wants a 4.0

lives in a gated community

deku:

band kid i fear

debate team too

has a 3.4 gpa and wishes it was higher but is okay with it

gets b’s on all of the tests but a’s on the hw

in only 2 ap classes and it’s ap art and apush

he got a 4 on his ap art portfolio and a 3 on apush

the sleepiest sleeper build anyone could ever have

only uses snapchat to ft his friends bc he doesn’t have an iphone and most of them do

deku with glasses and braces (canon)

def uses twitter religiously; tweets about EVERYTHING he possibly can. his entire life story is basically there

teacher’s pet but in a good way; all his teachers love him and how respectful he is but if they forget the hw, he will keep his mouth shut

would still love all might

shoto:

easy 4.0 gpa

all of his class are ap and honors

all a’s—gets a 95% or above

loves checking out books from the library

doesn’t have social media, thinks it’s stupid

is on debate team with deku, does tennis and does track and field (100m and 200m). probably does any club he can get into so he doesn’t have to go home so early

never has hw bc he does it all at school

so many people have a crush on him, but he doesn’t acknowledge it or he just doesn’t notice

also shoto with glasses (canon)

is into photography

carries around a camera when he goes to big cities for school trips

has all of the latest apple products

also lives in a gated community

has at least one airpod in constantly

ochako:

literally my pookie wookie dookie bear

neat, color-coded notes

3.0 gpa, she studies with deku and shoto when they’re not busy

isn’t in many clubs bc she works after school

i can see her working at coldstone or something

has a samsung

has a pink owala waterbottle—gifted to her by momo

wears the simplest outfits but they’re super cute (thx to momo)

def comforts girls that are crying in the bathroom

her fav teacher is her math teacher but her fav subjects are p.e. and english

likes peach rings, sour gummy worms, and strawberry pocky

gossips with mina, momo, jirou, and hagakure at football games

has the pink bow jansport backpack—her parents surprised her with it as one of her early bday gifts

i feel like she would have a fluffy white cat named snuggles or cupcake

momo:

also gated community

also has a 4.0 gpa

all ap classes

does ap art and got a 5 on her portfolio

i feel like she would be captain of the swim team

hates sodas

i saw a tiktok saying she would be a bop and wear ethikas to school and vape and omg. she would NOT.

she’s so loyal to whoever her s/o is

she would wear stuff from like that light academia aesthetic on pinterest

would never touch a vape in her life. she tries to encourage the people that vape in the bathrooms to not do it

mascara girly for lifeeee

has a whole lash routine

definitely helped ochako with her outfits and make much of what she has

smells so girlalala

only has an apple watch and iphone. she was gifted airpods from her aunt but doesn’t use them often unless she’s going for a run

spoils her friends cuz she feels like it

kiri:

one of the popular kids fssss

is on the football team with bakugo and does track with shoto (same events)

knows everyone and everything about them (not intentionally tho. he just ends up finding out)

likes the c4 energy drinks—blue raspberry sour patch kid flavor is his favorite

sprays axe like it’s body mist

washes his face only with water and hand soap and has such clear skin

3.0 gpa and is proud of it

is in culinary arts bc he wants to eat before lunch starts

no ap classes, just regular ones

everyone likes him, it’s so hard for someone to not like him

watches youtube with denki on the chrome books

actually pays attention to what bakugo says during their study sessions bc he doesn’t wanna fail his tests

gets c’s and above on his assignments

try hard in p.e.

uses snap but not like denki—snap score is like 100k-200k (all from streaks)

avg crumbl cookie enjoyer

bromance with all of his friends

“i love u bro. no homo”

“i wanna kiss u so bad rn, man. no homo tho”

denki:

sigh

2.5 gpa and is perfectly okay with it. anytime bakugo brings it up he says “it could always be worse”

plays fortnite and dti with the baddies instead of studying

chronically online

brainrot humor

wyll warrior

snap score is like 700k

wears pj pants to school

avg call of duty enjoyer

has one of those kiddy backpacks from walmart. he probably got minnie mouse or bubble guppies

finishes his tests first just so he can go on his chromebook

plays papa’s freezeria when he’s done with his tests

loves p.e.

i feel like he had one of those rolling backpacks in elementary school all the way til middle school

goes to summer school every single year

gets low b’s-high f’s on his assignments (usually get c’s and d’s tho)

films the fights in the hallways

skips classes to get food (crumbl mukbangs in the car w kirishima)

he hit a vape once and is addicted now

gets made fun of for it

calls himself a nonchalant dreadhead (the exact opposite)

says “im gonna touch u vro” as a comeback

⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ⊹˚Ꮺ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ⊹˚Ꮺ

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hope u enjoyed this as much as i enjoyed writing it !! also, should i do pt2 with other characters or no ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა

[jihyosforehead]

what about dubchaeng trying to make it known that theyre dating but the girls keep thinking theyre just bros?

oh do u mean, the truly excellent reverse fake dating au where they’re dating the whole time and no one believes them ahhhh chef’s kisses. mwah anon, love ur mind.

they’re filming a music video and are in between breaks. the girls are sprawled in various positions around the room. tzuyu is sitting cross-legged in a chair struggling to keep her eyes open with mina next to her poking her awake every few minutes or so, the biggest smile on her face; and sana and momo are cuddled together in a puppy pile.

nayeon watches on fondly as dahyun wraps a blanket around chaeyoung’s shoulders, and tugs chae to herself with it, and chaeyoung smacks a kiss in dahyun’s direction. cuties. nayeon nudges at jeong and jihyo, both sitting by her sides and gestures for them to look at their maknaes. chaeyoung has now climbed into dahyun’s lap and is peppering kisses all over dahyun’s now pink cheeks.

“they’re such good friends,” jihyo says, deep affection lacing her voice. jeongyeon smiles at the sight.

“why won’t you guys let me kiss you like that,” nayeon grumbles pointedly at jeongyeon, and then whips her head to also give jihyo an ineffective scowl.

they just both stare at their eldest unamused, smiles wiped off their faces.

…

theyre backstage at an awards show, coming off a high from performing. dahyun and chaeyoung are in a corner, sharing a waterbottle and a bowl of noodles between themselves.

“you did so well, baby, im so proud of you!” mina hears dahyun tell chaeyoung, the latter now hiding behind her noodles. mina scrunches her nose up, trying not to smile at how adorable her members were being.

“when you did your rap, i think my heart actually fluttered,” mina hears dahyun murmur, pride clear in her voice. it was so like dahyun to praise chaeyoung like that, they’re such good friends, mina thinks happily chewing on her own noodles. she watches chaeyoung shyly accept a kiss on the corner of her mouth. dahyun swipes her thumb over chaeyoung’s lower lip. mina hears sana next to her mutter to momo about how chaeyoung always runs away from her kisses and momo elbowing a waterbottle off the table trying to dodge sana’s lips. mina shuts her eyes exasperatedly.

…

it’s an early sunday morning. early enough that tzuyu’s the only one awake and she’s just sitting on the couch enjoying this rare moment of silence while catching up on dramas. and then she hears a door open in the hallway and very determined chaeyoung is marching into the kitchen. tzuyu turns back to her laptop with shrug.  

tzuyu is now thoroughly distracted. she watches chae step out of their room for maybe the fourth time in thirty minutes. her eyes track the girl’s movements as she rummages around the kitchen cabinet for something and chae makes a triumphant noise when her hand emerges with a box of cold medicine. then the kettle’s on and she’s making some tea. a few minutes later chae’s rushing back to their room.

chae comes back to the kitchen and is in the middle of pouring hot water in a mug when dahyun staggers down the hallway, rubbing a sleeved arm over her face.

“dahyunnie! go back to bed!” chae says dismayed. dahyun frowns.

“want kisses,” tzuyu hears dahyun sniffle miserably. theres a smacking noise and a satisfied hum, “if i go to bed will i get more kisses?” tzuyu hears dahyun ask. chaeyoung mustve agreed because dahyun is shuffling back to their room.

a few hours later jeongyeon makes an offhanded comment about how dahyun only lets chae fuss over her. mina later adding how chaeyoung is usually at the other end of the room when someones sick except when it comes dahyun.

(chaeyoung is sick three days later).

…

momo and sana are sitting behind dahyun and chaeyoung in the van on the way back from a recording. dahyuns fallen asleep with her head leaning against the window. sana’s heart does a little flip when she notices that chaeyoungs got a hand between dahyun’s temple and the window. god these two, sana thinks with a warm smile. sana tries not to scowl when she realises that momo’s finished her bag of chips and is looking longingly at sana’s.

sana watches chae gazing at dahyun with stars in her eyes as if dahyun is her entire world. sana sighs wistfully. imagine having a friend like that. (and not one that steals your drink while she polishes off your bag of chips). momo tugs the blanket so it’s covering both sana’s knees.

…

nayeon runs screaming from the maknae room, hands over her eyes with jihyo hot on her heels. both of them looking equal parts scandalised and surprised. jeongyeon looks over at them unamused.

“just ask dahyun to get the bug, cowards,” jeong tells them. nayeon and jihyo give her identical annoyed scowls.

“we just saw dahyun and chaeyoung kissing!”

the rest of the members, save for nahyo, just go back to whatever they were doing.

“did yall hear us?” nayeon tries again. “dahyun. and. chaeyoung. were. kissing. k i s s i n g!”

“yeah and?” momo says, “theyre always kissing.”

mina and sana nodded their agreement. tzuyu shrugs hers too.

“no you don’t understand. they were like. kissing kissing,” jihyo tells them impatiently and then lowers her voice, “like on the mouth.”

“we’re always kissing though, what do you mean?” chaeyoung cuts in, dahyun next to her, head tilted staring at nayeon and jihyo.

“yeah but you were kissing-”

“on the mouth” nayeon cuts jihyo off. jihyos too shookt to care about being interrupted.

dahyun and chaeyoung share another confused look.

“um, yeah. we’re dating,” dahyun tells them, “we have been. like for awhile now.”

at this, all the members start sputtering.

“what” “who” “when” “oh my god- dating?!” “stop playin” “youre serious”

“i mean, we’ve always? been kind of dating?” chaeyoung says tapping her chin thoughtfully, “but officially? it’s been like, just over a year now.”

“a year!”

the room goes quiet as everyone goes over the situation, with varying levels of scepticism. tzuyu and mina glance at each other, realisation washing over them like ice. and then tzuyu pulls a disgusted face.

“you better not do anything… gross when im in the room,” tzuyu says suddenly.

a few hours later, nahyo are still kind of muttering to themselves in disbelief. dubchaeng are sitting together, looking at each other with the dumbest smiles and the rest of their members are just like, smh how did we not see this.

[khhunniewriting]

The Others (2)

[ Mafia/Gang AU ]

Thirteen years later many things have changed.

“Seems Illionaire is making much more money now.” Kylie put down the report she found on Dok2′s desk as she waited for him. In her arms, she held a small bundle of pink and white.

Dok2 dismissed the men who had followed him into the room with a nod. “I wasn’t expecting you here.”

His wife had just given birth a few days ago. It was definitely too early for her to be out and about but Kylie wanted to make a point.

“Don’t make that face Joonkyung.” She knew he was scrutinizing her for bringing a bastard child to the office. Everyone was aware this second child, the daughter in her arms, was not his. “They might not know you also had an affair, but I do.”

Dok2 was aware of his wife having met you.

She told him only a few days after giving birth to their child, a son Kylie named Ji-hoon. Having a son ensured she had produced the heir to her husband’s fortune. There was no need to worry anymore.

Once her son was old enough he would take over for Dok2 ensuring her future.

“Honestly, you should have seen how shocked she was when she found out you were Illionaire’s leader.”

Dok2 made his way around her and sat at his desk ignoring her rant. Perhaps it was hypocritical of him to treat his wife this way when he too cheated on her. The fact remained that she went too far by breeding a child from her affairs and expecting him to welcome it with open arms into his family.

“Do not bother me unless you want to discuss something about Ji-hoon.”

Kylie smirked triumphantly knowing she had gotten under his skin. That was all she desired for now.

After she walked out of his office Joonkyung released a frustrated groan. His life was certainly not going the way he planned; making him question all the decisions he made in his youth.

Most of the questions involving you.

His eyes went to a hole in the wall near the door. He hadn’t bothered to fix it the same way he never bothered to do anything about his feelings for you.

Love was the one luxury he couldn’t afford under his circumstances.

\\

“Go Leo!” Your loud cheering received some stares but you could care less. It was too exciting to see your baby boy out there on the court scoring so many points. He was the power forward for his school’s basketball team and well on his way to becoming the ace player.

Leo turned towards the sound of your voice and smiled knowing you were there to see him. His smile disappeared the moment he turned back to the court and positioned himself under the basket once more.

“Your mom is as loud as always Leo,” one of his teammates commented. “Must be scary when you get bad grades or get into trouble.”

“He never has bad grades,” another tuned into the conversation as a timeout was called by the opposing team. The three teenage boys retired to the benches where their towels and waterbottles awaited them.

“What, so he’s athletic and smart?” The initial starter of the conversation asked. He was on the school team but did not have the same class as Leo to know how he was off the court.

Leo spaced out leaving the two to talk amongst themselves as his only worry became rehydrating. The boy always heard people saying the same things about him.

Leo is so smart.

Leo is so athletic.

Leo is so handsome.

Leo is so responsible.

Leo is so blunt.

Leo is so silent.

Their compliments were appreciated but unnecessary. All he really cared about was making sure his mother continued to smile. The truth was Leo had emotional detachment and abandonment issues.

Neither he nor his mother believed it to be so but the doctors who found his silence unbecoming amounted it to something he had no recollection of. They thought his lack of a father affected his social skills.

The truth was Leo had many friends, he socialized well. He was, however, selective about who he socialized with. It was similar to the way his mother acted.

She may never have told him to be wary of strangers but he was. He saw the way she cautiously put herself between him and a stranger before knowing who and what their intentions were.

“Leo come on.”

He broke out of his thoughts and pushed his dark hair out of his face before returning back to the court where the rest of the team awaited him.

After the game, he quickly and meticulously gathered his stuff before making his way over to you. Many people congratulated him on the win which he only responded to with a curt nod or single word of thanks.

“There’s my MVP,” you wasted no time to hug him. There were a million comments you had on how well he had played.

When he came to you asking permission to enter the team you knew nothing of the sport. But like everything involving your son, you became invested and soon were able to talk to him about strategies and stats.

“I noticed you struggled a bit when you fought for the rebound with that tall kid. Did you get hurt?” You began examining him for any bruising. “Sometimes the ref doesn’t see but-”

“I’m fine,” Leo assured.

A simple two worded response that brought the smile back to your face. One of the best sounds in the word was that of your son’s voice. It brought relief and happiness to your overprotective heart.

“Then let’s go celebrate your win!”

The corners of Leo’s lips curved into a smile seeing how happy you were. The truth was he did have minor aches and pains when he went against that other player.

He was someone he had clashed with before. The center of the rival team who on occasion gave Leo dirty looks. Neither had spoken a word yet there was a silent rivalry between them that no one else had noticed.

\\

For a couple week now you two were being watched from afar.

“Boss that kid and his mother live in a pretty normal neighborhood.”

Jay Park, AOMG’s leader, looked through the compiled information on his desk. His eyes narrowing in on your photograph. It was a recent one that his men had taken of you at your place of employment.

You were a decently private individual with little to no social media presence that had only been in use for the past five years. It was nearly impossible for him to find the information he was looking for.

“I just feel like I’ve seen her before.”

Simon’s brow rose in question, “With Dok2?”

Jay nodded only barely recalling the time more than a decade ago when he spotted you holding onto his rival’s arm as you entered a private parking structure. Back then your long hair obstructed the view of your face but your mannerisms were the same. Most of all, he remembered your eyes as they looked over at him.

At the time he thought you had met his eyes but perhaps it was just a coincidental glance in his general direction.

“Why don’t we just go after his actual son, the one everyone knows about,” Woogie proposed.

“Because he’s the obvious choice.” Jay dropped your photo picking up Leo’s instead. “This kid could be his illegitimate child.”

Simon looked over his boss’ shoulder, “You think he looks like him?”

Everyone began debating and voting on the appearance of the mysterious child. Some were undecided taking into consideration how they had yet to really get a good look of the Illionaire boss. Others straight up denied the possibility for various reasons.

“It doesn’t matter if he looks like him,” Jay interrupted their discussion. “The birth certificate is missing a name. I’m sure it was intended to protect the kid but the family name says it all.”

Gray dug through the file pulling out the copy of Leo’s birth certificate. It was clear as day to them who have been investigating the whole situation. There in black and white was your name and an empty space where Joonkyung’s should be. “The kid’s legal name is Lee Leo, we need to keep looking into this.”

They all agreed to continue following you around, convinced they would eventually get the lead they needed to act.

“Besides, “ Jay pulled them back into the conversation. “He does look like he could be the other kid’s brother.”

“How old is Ji-hoon,” Gray asked.

“Thirteen,” Woodie responded.

“Do you really think he got his side chick pregnant at the same time as his wife?”

“That’s what we’re going to find out.”

\\

Ji-hoon watched in disgust as his mother doted on his younger sister. Not once had she even directed a word at him since she arrived. He kept telling himself this wasn’t jealousy, rather it was envy.

He was envious of his sister having everything he had been wanting. The time and attention of his parents were hard to come by when they were often occupied by business. Now he had to compete against a helpless newborn.

“You’re back,” Kylie commented as her son made his presence known. She watched him give a disinterested glance in their direction as he walked by to get to the stairs. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Do you care or you just upset again because Dad ignored you so you’re going to take it out on me?”

Kylie gaped at her son’s response. This wasn’t the first time he had talked to her in this manner. She had become accustomed to his increasingly hostile attitude. What surprised her was the fact that he knew she had seen him.

“How did you-”

“I called and asked for a ride,” he interrupted.

Ji-hoon was an expert at running away from his bodyguards. They had to maintain a distance so normal people didn’t see them but they were always around. To the untrained eye, they were like shadows, to Ji-hoon they were unwilling participants in his game of hide-and-seek.

The young boy knew his father would drop everything to make sure he was safe so he often repeated the act when he felt like seeing him. Often calling him to pick him up from wherever he decided to chill.

“Ji-hoon you know that’s not safe!”

Kylie’s reprimand stirred her daughter’s sleep. In an instant, she began wailing asking for comfort.

“Look what you did…” she picked her up from the bassinet she had situated in the living area to begin rocking her back to sleep.

“Sure what I did,” Ji-hoon heaved a sigh of annoyance. Once again he was being falsely accused of being his mother’s inconvenience. “I got lectured by Dad already so I’m gonna go to my room.”

“Ji-Hoon…”

“Ji-Hoon!”

Kylie shook her head knowing he wouldn’t come back down no matter how many times she called for him.

“There there, Jia… go back to sleep.”

-end-

A/N: On the mood board Leo is at the bottom-right corner and Ji-hoon at the top-right. BTW I’m basing ages and school grade on the American system, meaning highschool age is 14-18 years and the grades are 9th-12th.

[honeykoos]

D-Day

Ok so.... wow. I’m still reeling and my ears are still ringing. I have so much to say I don’t even know where to start, but I’ll try, so here we go! 

(A/N this is super long and mostly for personal reference so I remember everything about this night, but feel free to read if you want!)

We got up at 4 and lined up at the venue at 5. The people we ended up sitting with became our best buddies, they were all so sweet and amazing and I’m so sad we have to part ways. It took about 6 hours to get our wristbands, so by 11 we were free to go back to our air bnb and change/put makeup on. After we did that, we had lunch at a mall nearby the venue, I went to grab a photocard pack from the merch stand, and then we lined back up again. Soundcheck was pushed back from 1 to 4:30, so we didn’t get into the venue until about 7. I was in the GA by the way, and was #365 in line, but still managed to get second row just behind the barricades at a corner of the extended stage. Then the concert started.

About a half hour before they came out on stage, they started playing music videos (BS&T, DNA, Mic Drop, Fake Love, and Euphoria), and everyone was singing along to those. My throat was raw before I even saw the boys hahaha. They came up at exactly 8, opening with Idol. They’re really something else. I’m still in awe that I actually got to see them? It’s so amazing to watch them dance in person, the camera just doesn’t do it justice really. 

I didn’t notice any of the boys being particularly smaller or bigger than I expected them to be, they didn’t stand out as either, just seemingly average or what I expected of them. I’m not sure if it was a sound mixing thing or what, but all of the boy’s voices sounded really high pitched? Like even Tae and Yoongi’s voices were so much higher than I had gathered from watching videos. I particularly noticed it with Jin though, whereas my friend said she noticed it the most with Namjoon. But other than that, they literally sounded like a CD. No joke or exaggeration. Everything was on point, they couldn’t have been better.

I started to tear up a littl eduring I’m Fine because it finally hit me that yes, this was real, and yes, I was seeing the 7 lights of my life in the flesh and blood. I’m not gonna say I’m a Yoongi stan,,,,,,, but holy shit did that boy bias wreck the hell out of me. Seesaw, Epiphany, and Tear were honestly the best preformances of the night in my opinion. They were all special and phenomenal of course, but those 3 just really stand out. 

Jimin in his pink outfit during The Truth Untold looked absolutely breathtaking, he was staring down the camera the entire time and I wanted to die. Hobi’s white suit for Just Dance was also spectacular. The camera just doesn’t capture the way he moves, he’s such an incredible dancer and it doesn’t do him justice. Even when he’s just groovin while the other members are singing their parts, it’s with such control and precision and fluidity I just think he’s not real. But he is. Because I just saw him. Holy fuck.

Ok, now onto some fun stuff? Today’s Anpanman intro was Taehyung hugging Jungkook around the middle, and then somehow Jungkook ended up with Tae’s sunglasses, idk how haha. Jimin slapped Taehyung’s butt, Jungkook went up and gave Hobi a big backhug and waddled behind him across the stage, and Namjoon’s joke was something along the lines of “You know, I really like the maple syrup here in Canada. It’s really sweet, but not as sweet as you all are!” Taejin kept nudging and teasing each other while they were dancing in the beginning of the concert, and they couldn’t keep straight faces while doing the chore. It was adorable. 

I..... actually made eye contact with Jimin? Not once, but twice? Lort help me I have been blessed by an angel. Speaking of Jimin, he tripped AGAIN when he was coming to the corner of the stage, his foot got caught on on eof the lights. Jimin, taehyung, Hobi, and Yoongi came over and interacted with our corner a lot. I didn’t get to see much of Jungkook at all, in fact I saw him the least, which makes me a bit sad. But oh boy, do the other’s make up for it. I have to go back and rewatch all my videos tomorrow, because I know I got splashed in the face by someone’s waterbottle, but I don’t know if it was Yoongi’s or Jungkook’s hahaha. From what I did see of Jungkook though, he was bouncy. His hair was doing the thing where it floofs up when he jumps, and it was hella cute.

Now can I take an entire paragraph to talk about Tae? Yes? Ok. He’s just- he’s prettier in person, that’s all I can really say. And he was super smiley and bubbly today, it was a goo dlook on him. My heart is full. When people say he tries to look at every army, he really really does. Out of all of them, Namjoon and Jungkook didn’t interact wth the audience a lot, but boy did Taehyung make sure to. He’s just... he really does have the best smile. I’m so whipped for him, and today just made it so much worse. I’m not going to say that I’m solely a Tae-stan now, because I still love Jungkook dearly, but,,,,,,,,,, Kim Taehyung. What a boy. 

They preformed Mic Drop Remix, with the dance break at the end oof, a medley of Boys With Fun and Attack on Bangtan, which lead into Fire, then Dope, then BAEPSAE, and Tae really pointed at his dick again during the choreo, rIGHT IN FRONT OF MY SALAD, and I got it on video. So now I can suffer. They also did Magic Shop, Answer, So What, Run, I Need U, Fake Love Rocking Vibe Remix, and of course the rest of the solo songs (I think I’m forgtting some but I’ll add them after I go through my videos tomorrow). 

Taejin were definitely crowd favorites tonight. Before the stage even lit up and music started playing when Jin was preforming Epiphany, everyone was chanting his name, and when there’s the instrumental break in the song for him to move and walk up the stairs eevryone was chanting his name again. It made me so happy. When Tae’s VCR was playing and when he preformed Singularity, everyone was loosing their shit. Yoongi and Jin’s VCR literally killed me, I haven’t seen two more perfect men. Literally my mouth was hanging open while I watched it, they really blew me away. Jimin and Joon’s VCR was cute as hell, and the visuals. the VISUALS. Hobi and Jungkook’s/OT7′s VCR still makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. God I love them all so much. 

Tonight was honestly the best night of my life. The money and the waiting was more than worth it in the end. I have memories I will never forget, and I met some amazing people along the way. I love you, BTS. Thank you.

[nevthoughts]

I don’t even know!

Sometimes I wake up from dreams and my brain needs a while to get itself together, I often get feelings from the dreams I’ve had so I have to sit with those while the two calm the hell down LoL

I can’t piece together any kind of storyline, different things just happened. I also sometimes get dream deja vu, when old dreams randomly come back to me (when I’m awake) and sometimes they fit in with another dream I’ve had, I can piece them together from the location etc. 

This will probably all be out of order but from last nights dream(s) I remember:

Being outside with some girls, they had kids, it was on an estate on one of the grass areas. It was a warm day. We were just chilling out, I was actually getting ready to leave when these group of boys came over with waterguns/waterbottles and started wetting us (we knew them) so we all got soaked then another two boys came who we didn’t know and one of the others was introducting them to us and I had to go so I walked off and said I’ve gotta go home and as I walked past one of the boys he said “love you” and I put my hand on his chest and said love you too and carried on walking (???). I remembering wearing a pink and white dress, floral, I had a bag with me that I was carrying on my shoulder. I remember walking and it was really hot by that point I remember the sun was directly on top of me. My hair was a mess because it was wet.

I then remember something about a garden, I was in a garden, there was a man, he was taking to the woman she came to look at something. It was late, the sun had just set, I was sitting on the patio area while they were talking on the grass. I remember he came over to me and gave me a hug. Typing this out I started getting really weird feelings around it - not in a bad way - just something prominent about this man. I remember he was really tall and his shoulder width was massive, a really big guy, I remember hugging him, I was laying down on a sun lounger on the patio when he came over and he just felt massive just short of a giant is how he felt.

I was then in a kitchen, my mum was there, some other women were also there. An old man who my mum knew was making himslef a tea, I had a child with me and we were picking out something for Halloween. I can’t put my finger on whether it was a costume or a cake - loool very different things but while we were looking at them there were ones in colour and ones in black and white, my mum still talking to this man and he noticed us looking at what was there and my mum said “Oh she doesn’t like the black and white ones does she?” and it caught the mans attention and he came over to us and the girl I had with me decided she wanted one in colour (whatever it was) and the man bent down to her level, and said “Don’t like the black and white ones?” (he was a bald man, he was wearing a havy jumper) he was a bit weird. Then I replied “She does but today she just preferred one in colour” Then we left. My mum stayed.

Then for some reason my mum was in a wheelchair, not sure if she had an operation or if this was in future time and she was old but I was with two other women and we reached a house. It wasn’t mine IRL and it wasn’t hers IRL - it looked like a bungalow, white door. A big space for cars. One of the women was getting something out of her boot, the other was looking for keys to get in. I joked we can just leave her here - the women near the door shouted it over to the women near the car and my mum just groaned as if to say ah shut up and get me inside lol. The rest of us found it funny anyway. So we get her inside, and myself and one of the other women decide to go for a walk over at the park across the road from the house. She was my height (in dreams I’m actually taller than I actually am lolll), she had dark hair kind of curly/frizzy, olive skin, she looked Egyptian, was wearing a red top. We got in the park and we got along so well we just found everything funny, belly laughter the whole walk through the park. I remember thinking “this is what i wanted” - meaning more laughter in my life, a feeling of being more free etc. 

We started walking back and it was getting dark, we get near the house and we;re standing in the drive way when we saw loads of people start walking down the road in a big group. They walk past us and they look half dead, almost zombie like. Some of them were in hospital gowns, they had blood on their faces and they were all walking in a block going in the same direction. Someone, I don’t know who, then told me we need to open up the front of the house and allow the people who need shelter to get in. So I started trying to open up the front of the house (at the front of the house it had one of those big half umbrella things that some cafes have so people can sit outside when its raining) but the front window also opened up, so it was kind of like a little shop. I remember one of the women asking me what the hell I’m doing like its risky because what if the wrong people get in. I carried on doing it anyway, managed to do it, felt like all I did was blink and already there were loads of people inside. I then started to climb up (you had to climb over a small ledge to actually get in) I remember partially sitting on the ledge and I saw Noel Edmonds???? He was all smiley just watching me get in LOL.

So yeah, that was my dream events of last night.

[transfagged]

all gay asks every gay ;)

1. what’s your gender?im boy

2. what are your pronouns?he/him!

3. is your family accepting?they claim to be but still misgender me aodjfajdf

4. what do you wish you could tell your past self?your moms still gonna be gross regardless so be yourself man,,,, also? hormones. not that hard to get.

5. what is your sexuality?im gay!!!!

6. favorite color?either blue or yellow,,, and if im being edgy im gonna throw black in there too

7. sun gay or moon gay?mmmm sun gay

8. when did you find out your sexuality?like two years ago? i knew i wasnt straight like 5 years ago but i didnt have my gender shit under control so it was. confusing.

9. how was your day?not the best!

10. do you have any gay friends?yeah!!!! i have one thats gay, and like 4 that are bi/pan

11. what’s your favorite hobby?i like taking care of fish :)

12. who’s the best gay icon in your opinion?im gonna have to go with kesha? shes very important to me as a sexual assault victim

13. which pride flags do you like the most design/color wise?yo ik theres a lot of shit going on w the lesbian flag rn but i really like the pinks and reds in it. its honestly just so nice!! im also a big fan of the trans pride flag bc the blue on it is my favorite shade of one of my favorite colors!!!!!

14. are you openly out?yes!

15. are you comfortable with yourself?im trying to be

16. bottom or top?asdjfaosdfoiasdfa bottom

17. femme or butch?im not a lesbian

18. do you bind?not as much as id like to

19. do you shave?nope!

20. if you could date anyone you wanted, who would it be?one of the many cute boys i see on campus,,,, or karamo from queer eye

21. do you have a partner (s)?im single and i dont want to mingle ヽ（´∀｀）ノ

22. describe your partner (s)?tall, black hair going over one eye, wears a black hoodie and black skinny jeans, smokes by the lake at night, programs, plays tabletop rpgs, looks like sebastian from stardew valley, its sebastian from stardew valley

23. have you ever dated anyone of the same sex?yeet

24. anyone of another sex?yeet

25. pastel gay or goth gay?goth gay!!!!!!

26. favorite dad in dream daddies?d a m i en

27. tell me a random fact about yourself?i used to read all the time but i havent read a book that isnt a graphic novel in months

28. do you own any pride flags/merch?i have a trans pride flag on my wall, some rainbow pins on my leather jacket, a rainbow rubber bracelet i got from the pride center at school, a rainbow dogtag necklace, a rainbow flag enamel pin (another freebie from the pride center! it broke tho), one of my best friends got me a mini rainbow piñata when she moved away, stickers on my laptop and waterbottle, and a free pride shirt that my mom brought home from work,,, but it says ally on it so i probably wont wear it :/

29. have you ever been to a pride parade?no!!! i really want to go next year bc i missed all of them this year :(

30. any advice to someone who isn’t out or who is exploring themselves?take things slow, and try not to beat yourself up if your identity changes. life is fluid, especially when youre young and in your teens. also? gendered items are garbage. dress and act how you want/how you feel comfortable, and let everyone else deal with it. and if your friends drop you for being lgbt? they werent your friends to begin with. 

youll make it out okay.

[feuilledrabbles]

Main Pairing: 1p2p America

Soulmate/Band AU

Allen gulped, his leg jostling up and down as he tapped his fingers in an unknown rhythm on his knee. An untouched waterbottle sat next to him on the couch and he reached out as if to take a drink before drawing his hand back again. He played with the piercing on his lip and sighed, closing his eyes for a few seconds and taking a deep breath.

He was nervous. Completely, utterly nervous.

“Calm down, man,” Matt said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Allen focused on his breathing. Four seconds in, hold one second, eight seconds out.

“Hey Al, could you come help me for a sec?” Flavio stuck his head out of a dressing room and struggled to keep the door closed. “I’m, uh, having some trouble.” Something smacked Flavio on the back of the head and he glared into the room viciously.

Allen laughed, his voice wavering only slightly. “Can’t you just turn on the ugly, Flavi?”

Flavio scoffed. “While you barbarians can do that easily, it is impossible for me to be ugly.” Matt rolled his eyes and Lutz laughed mockingly, but Allen forced himself to his feet and strolled over to the dressing room. Once his was in range Flavio latched onto his arm and dragged him in the room, slamming the door shut behind them.

Inside was a raging Luciano, with Kuro egging him on and causing just as much, if not more, trouble than the italian. Flavio sighed in irritation and said, “They won’t put on the clothes I tell them to and I can’t get within ten feet of them with a makeup brush. It’s irritating and, dare I say, stressful, and I do not need more stress in my life. I mean, have you seen these wrinkles? It’s this atmosphere, I can’t stay calm!”

Allen scoffed. “Liar. You’ve lived with Luciano all of your life. You can handle this and more.”

Flavio examined his nails carefully. “Maybe so, but you need to get your mind off the concert.” Allen’s smirk dropped off his face instantly. Flavio noticed with a sigh and turned to Luciano and Kuro, a dangerous glint in his eye.

“Luciano, if you aren’t in those clothes in ten seconds I will strangle you with my scarf. And Kuro, sit in that chair and don’t move, so help me I will burn all of your magazines.”

Luciano had lived with Flavio enough to know of his seriousness (he wanted that last time to be the only time Flavio actually carried out his scarf-strangling threat) so he snatched his concert clothes and disappeared into the closet, still uncomfortable with changing in front of others. Kuro grumbled, meandering over to the chair and muttering something about “You don’t know where they are anyway…”

Flavio laughed humorlessly. “Under the third seat in the back of the tour bus, under the box marked ‘Matt’s stuff, do not touch.’”

Kuro hurried to the chair after that and Flavio got to work on his face, making sure he would look flawless under the bright lights on stage. Allen took that as the sign he should leave, and he opened the door to exit. It was a deep pink, pink on Flavio’s request and dark on Luciano’s.

“Calm down, Allen. You’ll do fine. And if you keep worrying, even I won’t be able to cover your worry-lines.” Flavio didn’t look up from his work, but Allen shot him a grateful glance and the unusually thoughtful statement from the fashionista. He stepped through the door, but not without catching a glimpse of the words tattooed on Flavio’s left wrist: I swear to god if you take one more step towards me I will stab you with this pencil. He snickered, the entertaining statement brushing away a few of his nerves. A glance at his own wrist washed away another good portion: I totally just won ten bucks.

Well… they sounded fun, anyway.

“Opening band out in five!” Oliver chirped, carrying a clipboard out to the lounging bandmembers. Matt, Kuro, Luciano, Lutz, Klaus, and of course Allen himself made up the main show, being the band everyone had come to see. Allen wanted to say he remembered the names of the openers, but he was too distracted and frankly didn’t really care.

“Ready for your first night in New York?” Matt questioned, drawing a long sip from Allen’s abandoned water bottle. Allen took a deep breath, his former nerves suddenly lesser. He knew it was from his friends influence but he was too prideful to admit it.

“Hell yeah.” Allen plopped down next to his cousin and snagged the bottle back. Luciano and Kuro wandered out of the dressing room looking disheveled but ready and they joined the two in the lounge area. Flavio exited the dressing room moments later with a smug look on his face.

“Where’s Lutz?” Luciano asked, narrowing his eyes suspiciously at the lack of german in the room.

“Beer room,” Matt replied shortly. Luciano muttered swears under his breath and stalked off to drag the mischievous german back to the rest of the band. He said something about no patience, waiting until after, and just restocked.

Pounding music suddenly entered the room, beating through the walls as the openers started their show. It was muffled but still quite audible in the back room where they would be meeting the VIP’s after the show. Allen smirked to himself. Meeting the VIP’s was always his favorite part, especially when they realized that yes, they were all as brash in real life as they were on stage.

It was also entertaining to see them attempt to get their drummer, Klaus, to speak. Speaking of which…

“Where’s our mute?” Allen tilted his head back and gazed at the ceiling, squinting at a questionable stain.

“Selective mute,” Oliver called out from the monitor. He was the one to make it all run smoothly and the bandmembers were more grateful to him than he would ever know.

“Hiding, probably.” Kuro snickered, flipping a pen expertly across his fingers. Allen watched jealously for  a moment before a sound caught his attention.

“Ah, there you are Klaus! Wondering when you’d grace us with your silent presence.” Allen grinned at the drummer who shot him an unamused glare before leaning back into a chair. He reached out to grab one of the refreshments on the table only for Flavio to slap it away without looking.

“No food until after the show,” he said absentmindedly, tapping away at his phone. The bandmembers were once again surprised by his seemingly all-knowing nature. Klaus scowled and leaned back.

The group joked and fooled around for a few more minutes until Oliver called out to them, “On in ten!”

They stood up with a flurry of activity, Flavio flitting around them with last-minute changes. In no time at all they were out on stage, singing or playing to the beat that Klaus set. Lights flashed and their music rang out, Allen and Luciano singing with Matt on guitar, Kuro on the bass guitar and Lutz on keyboard. Allen was also playing the guitar but Luciano was only singing.

Their first song ended with a dramatic flashing of the lights and a powerful chord from all of the instruments and the crowd went wild, screaming in excitement and cheering for them madly.

“What’s up New York citay?” Allen called into the mike. The crowd went crazy. “I gotta say, I was seriously looking forward to this. What New Yorker’s never played in his own city before?” He paused as the crowd yelled to him, and he heard many “Welcome home!”s. He smirked. How had he been so nervous about this? Of course New York would accept him.

“What a heart-wrenching homecoming,” Luciano snarked into his own mike, eliciting laughter from the crowd that only grew when Allen shot a fake-glare his way. “Let’s get back to the reason all of you lovely folks came out here!” The crowd cheered and Luciano gestured to Klaus and Kuro to start the beat. A few seconds in Lutz joined in with chords and then the song was underway, Matt, Luciano, and Allen joining at appropriate times.

Two or three songs later they stopped again for a planned surprise. Lutz had a stupid grin on his face that was mirrored by Kuro, while Klaus rolled his eyes at the two. Matt looked three steps away from smacking Kuro for turning up his base for the last song. Allen didn’t see any of that, too busy preparing for the upcoming event.

“We’ve put together a little surprise for y’all, something we’ve never done before. I’m guessing you want to know what it is?” Allen teased the crowd. They yelled at him excitedly and mock-angrily and he laughed.

“Don’t keep them waiting, cherry-head,” Luciano snickered to himself.

“Oh I won’t sharp-stuff,” Allen shot back. The crowd loved the banter that constantly happened on stage, mostly between Luciano and Allen since they were the ones with the mikes. Occasionally Kuro made a snide comment into his base-mike and sometimes Lutz snuck up behind Allen or Luciano and stole their mike. Klaus only ever made obscene gestures from his seat at the back of the stage that Matt occasionally translated into his guitar mike, much to the delight of the crowd.

“Now, we’ve chosen one seat that will get to come up on stage for us and get a free signature from any of the band members,” Allen started, gesturing widely to the other four, “though we all know it’ll be me.” He winked at the crowd and got a pretty positive reaction. He moved on. “And they get to request a song, any song, even if it’s a cover. Just don’t pick Silent Night, okay?” Some laughs. Okay, he was good. “Now, I’m guessing you guys want to know which seat it is, right?”

The crowd screamed louder than they had all night. Or maybe not. They were always pretty loud.

Allen shot Luciano a smirk. “Let ‘em have it, shorty.”

Luciano glared at him while the crowd let out a well-timed “ooooo”. Allen’s pretty sure a few of them started chanting “Fight fight fight fight” but he pretended not to hear them.

What? Luciano keeps knives on his person.

“Row G…” Luciano started slowly. A large portion of the crowd groaned in disappointment. “Seat 603.”

One of the people threw his arms in the air in celebration. He most likely would have shot out of his seat if he had not been already standing. Multiple people shot him nasty looks - even from the stage Allen could tell - but the winner didn’t seem to care. He was led to the stage by one of the bodyguards and the teen jumped up exuberantly. Well, he looked like a teen, anyway. If anything a young adult.

Allen’s smirk widened. The boy had soft-looking straw-blonde hair, and sparkling blue eyes brighter than the sky. He almost hopped in place and his wide smile was shining in excitement. Allen reached out his hand and drew the boy closer to center stage.

“So, starshine, how does it feel to be the winner?” Allen asked with a smirk, hand on his shoulder incase he felt the heat from the lights glaring on the band at all times. It wouldn’t be the first time someone fainted on stage.

“I totally just won ten bucks.” The boy blurted out. Allen thought he could see the person the boy had been sitting by slap himself on the forehead but he couldn’t be sure. He blinked, something twinging inside of him. He ignored it.

“Uh…” Luciano furrowed his eyebrows while Allen just laughed. The boy went bright red and he hurried to explain himself.

“I mean, my brother didn’t think I would win, so I started a bet with him, and I did win, so he owes me ten bucks.” He rubbed his arm awkwardly then froze. Allen was suddenly struck with a thought and he stiffened. The lights seemed to shine ten times brighter and time went in slow motion. The two simultaneously looked at their wrists in wide-eyed shock.

And on them were the exact words the other had first said.

They slowly looked back at each other and the world came rushing back into focus. The crowd was freaking out and Allen’s bandmates had various reactions. Kuro was snickering while saying “No way, no frickin’ way” and Lutz was full out laughing, bent over his keyboard from unbelievable odds of it all. Luciano was gaping at the two and Klaus was hiding his smirk behind his hand.

Allen slapped his signature smirk over his face. “So what’s your name, starshine?”

[inktaire]

ALL THE ADORABLE QUESTIONS

Goddamn babe alright alright. Thanks for asking!

1. Have you met your soul mate?

platonic soul mate ye

2. Favorite color when you were younger, and now?

pink or purple when i was younger. maroon/burgundy now

3. Do you wear eye-shadow? What color?

i do! mostly brown palettes sometimes purples/pinks/reds

4. Are you in love right now?

not particularly

5. In your opinion, is love at first sight real?

in the physical sense, yes. i think it takes slightly more time to be fully in love with the entirety of someone.

6. Are you an optimist, realist, opportunist, or pessimist?

generally a realist on the more optimistic side

7. First kiss details? (If you haven’t been kissed, reply how and if you would like to be.)

i was at summer camp between 7th and 8th grade. i was 13 and it was under a giant tree on top of a hill that overlooked a lake. it was actually really pretty for a first kiss, as far as those go. it was awkward as hell though

8. Do you own stickers, an stationary?

only the stickers on my laptop and waterbottle. i don’t really have stationary, but it is really pretty

9. What’s your aesthetic?

pan princess. probably some mix of gay, grunge, and girly

10. Do you wear dresses, and skirts?

yeah! i love dresses and skirts so much ahhh

11. What is your hair like?

it’s a couple inches past my shoulders and layered in the back. super dark brown/almost black. slightly wavy

12. Does time go by fast or slow to you?

in the scope of life, pretty damn fast. in my university context, some days drag on, weeks go at a normal pace, and the semesters fly by. it’s a weird mix.

13. What time do you go to bed? What time do you wake up?

currently i go to sleep at about 1:30am and wake up anywhere between 8-9:30am because of classes

during break i had a habit of sleeping at 3-5am and waking up around noon. time is a social construct let me live

14. Favorite sweet food?

chocolate. or cookies. preferably both

15. Tea, coffee, or hot cocoa?

coffee by a landslide

16. Space, Ocean, City, or Forest?

city. and space

17. Favorite game as a child?

hide and seek tag! or red light, green light!

18. Comfort book?

the dream thieves by maggie stiefvater 

19. Princess, Fairy, Mermaid, or Unicorn?

mermaid

20. Do you fall in love easily?

i fall in like easily i guess. but i’ve only fallen in love once

21. Favorite word?

martyr

22. Describe your life in 3 words.

colorful, secure, content

23. Do you dance? Slow dance?

not usually. i learned basic swing dancing (and then forgot all of it) and i did join an amateur street/hip-hop dance group, so i dance more than i used to. i previously had no dance experience so. but i don’t slow dance at all

24. Do you wear fake nails, or paint your nails?

paint them myself

25. Has anyone ever confessed to you?

yeah

26. Do you lie?

i try not to. usually it’s white lies if anything

27. What makes you smile?

vines lol. but also my friends

28. Have you ever cried in a book or movie?

so many. i’m an emotional mess

29. When and who was your first crush?

this dumb boy in my kindergarten class. his name was derek and my mom will never let me forget about it

30. Marriage or kids?

not in the near future

31. Are you superstitious?

no

32. Who’s your 3 am thought?

usually fictional characters tbh? i’m terrible lol

33. Do you like candy? What’s your favorite candy?

yep i have a sweet tooth oops. my favorites are twix and sour patch kids

34. Favorite holiday?

christmas. i’m biased because my birthday is christmas eve

35. Favorite season?

autumn

36. Cat or dog person?

dog person definitely

37. Are you quiet or loud?

both? i’m generally introverted and quiet, but if i’m comfortable in the situation i’m pretty damn loud

38. Favorite time period? (80′s, 60′s, etc.)

i actually like the 2010′s tbh because i’m a queer woc so it’s probably better for me to exist currently than in any other decade. 

39. Favorite fashion fad that went away?

i don’t think i miss any fads that left tbh because the early 2000′s were a mess

i do like the 90′s grunge/mom fashion that came back though

40. The best dream/ worst nightmare you’ve ever had?

i don’t really think i have a best dream tbh. my dreams are weird af

my worst nightmare was about my family going out to a fancy dinner. we were all getting dressed super nice, and i was all decked out. we were about to leave when my mom told me i had mascara on the inner corner of my eyes, but it was still there when i tried to rub it off. so i went to the bathroom and looked at it in the mirror, trying to take out the dark mascara mark. the more i swiped at my eyes, the bigger the mark got. slowly it actually started poking out of my eye as a solid spike. i pulled on it, and very steadily the object grew too big. it was still coming out of my eye socket, but it pushed my eyeball and rolled it up into my head, enlarging my socket until it was literally stretched into the size of what my face would normally be. my entire face was misshapen as i dragged a giant black centipede out of the hole in my face. the initial “mascara mark” was the very tip of its antennae 

and then i woke up. it was beautiful.

41. Worst fear as a kid?

the dark, heights, spiders, bugs. nothing has changed tbh

44. Do you flirt?

lol what is flirting

45. What’s your style?

it’s either grunge or slightly preppy. sometimes both. mostly some degree of gay

this is basically my answer 9 lol

46. Do you blush?

i wear blush. the makeup. i hardly actually blush though

47. Do you feel everything, nothing, or you don’t know what to feel?

all of the above

48. Are you a crier? Do you smile?

either. both. depends on the situation

49. First love?

a dear friend who i spent a lot of time with back in highschool

50. Last love?

same as 49