#post work/bedtime dab successful

[itspupppycat]

Thank you Mother Earth for marijuana 🙏🏽

[khhunniewriting]

Rockstars Don’t Pout

Debuting as a rapper wasn’t easy. There was a lot of work to be done not just by you but the team supporting you as well. That is why you took your career so seriously and put work ahead of everything. 

For two years you did nothing but work. All your free time was dedicated to music and lyrics. Your hands littered with pen markings as you often twidled the pen in your hand causing the various colors of ink to decorate your skin. On occasion, there was a mark on your chin from when you tapped the pen in thought. 

Your dedication brought you great success but also had great repercussions. At one moment you were doing too many shows a week, straining your voice. When you woke up one morning, unable to speak, your label stepped in to put you on hiatus until you fully recovered.

As a professional who depended on her voice, you knew you had messed up and vowed to listen to the advice of others.

During your hiatus, you still visited the studios using your phone to communicate through text with everyone you encountered. On one such visit, you happen upon your Million Market labelmate Suran. She was your senior but also a good friend who understood your need to work even when you weren’t allowed.

“Oh, Y/N!” Suran waved to you prompting you to do the same.

You would have quickly run over and sprung into conversation with her if it wasn’t for the two men who accompanied her. 

Suran excused herself from the men to shuffle over to you. She was beaming from excitement as she told you all about her current project. “We’re going to go record Changmo’s part. Do you want to come along?”

You nodded immediately aching to be in a familiar environment once more even if it had nothing to do with you.

“Great!” Suran held your hand, pulling you towards the two men who had patiently waited. “Hope you don’t mind I bring along a friend.”

That’s how you met Changmo.

The adorable giant who stole your heart.

“It’s just hard to believe that I finally got to meet you and you can’t speak.” He found it hard to believe that someone with such a strong voice could suddenly lose it. “How long do you have to recover?”

Two weeks. This is the fourth day of the second week. But I will continue hiatus until the end of Spring.

Under your mask, you blushed at the thought of what you wanted to type. Your fingers quickly carried out what you knew you could never voice even if you weren’t sick. 

If you want we can meet next week.

Changmo’s eyes nearly doubled in size as he read it over and over again in disbelief. “Are you asking me out?”

The sudden boldness was gone. You looked away, to the side now self-consciously giving a shy nod.

Your mask covered your blushing face but the moment you turned Changmo caught sight of your ears turning red. How cute, he thought to himself never realizing he too had started to redden.

“Okay.”

That was nearly over a year ago.

Now you two were officially in a relationship. A rapper from Million Market and a rapper/producer from Illionaire... your schedules could not be more different. When your label was bought by SM you found yourself being worked harder than ever before. (I got beef with SM)

Your schedule seemed much more like that of a kpop group idol than a solo hip hop rapper. There were constant trips, tours, fan meetings, advertisements,  sponsorships... many things you had never done. 

“Sorry,” you clung to Changmo as you apologized for the hundredth time. Your plans to stay with him were interrupted when you received notice of your flight change.

Changmo groaned at the loss of your warmth as you pulled away to start changing. “I thought you were leaving tomorrow night.”

“I was but somehow that information got leaked and the company doesn’t want me to be swarmed by the fans so they changed it.” You quickly picked your hair up into a somewhat messy bun knowing the stylist would do something about your tangled tresses later. One last look in the mirror confirmed you looked suitable enough.

When you turned back around you caught your boyfriend pouting. “Awww~” you cooed rounding the bed to his side so you could kiss him. 

Changmo wrapped his arms around your waist bringing you back down onto the bed and rolling over to trap you under him. His lips moving perfectly in tune with yours until there was a need for air. 

“You can’t go.”

“I have to.” Once again he pouted prompting you to kiss him again. “Rockstars don’t pout.”

“Shut up,” he playfully shot back before silencing you with his lips. He did not want to let go of you when he had just gotten you back. “You’re going to get sick if you keep working like this.”

“You work a lot too...” You didn’t like to voice your complains in order to avoid sounding jealous or needy. Even if you knew they were just fans, it was hard sharing your boyfriend with all his fans. “Besides, you won’t miss me when you being recording for Show Me The Money.”

“I always miss you,” he fought back looking offended by your accusation. Even if he was busy Changmo always thought about you, what you were doing, if you had slept well- things like that.

\\\

You went from country to country trying to boost the sales of your new EP Album. It was going great until you began feeling lethargic. More time in the makeup chair was needed to hide all signs of fatigue before going out in public.

“Girl these eyebags,” your stylist commented as she dabbed another layer of concealer.

“I know, don’t even tell me about it.” Your eyes went to your lap where your phone buzzed. The screen lit up with a notification of an incoming text from Changmo. You quickly unlocked the screen and read its contents feeling alive once more. It was like Changmo had read your mind.

Changmo: I miss you

You: I miss you too ❤

True to his word, Changmo missed you during the filming of the show. Often he wished you would be waiting at home for him on those nights when he would arrive late. Even if you were asleep it was comforting to know you were within reach.

It didn’t help that one of the contestants used a beat from one of your new songs that day, bringing attention to his relationship. All he could do was smile proudly at the fact that he was able to see how your hard work paid off. 

Later he learned there were plenty of people around him hoping to meet you.

Changmo: Why are you so popular with younger guys?

You: I am?!?!

Changmo: Even Superbee likes you.

You: He’s the same age as you.

Changmo: How do you know that?

You: Google

Changmo laughed imagining you quickly googling Superbee’s age to make a point. It was interesting how quick you were to google something. There were times when he would ask something trivial out loud and in a matter of seconds you would have an answer for him.

It continued this way for a couple of months. The two of you giving little anecdotes about your day. Sometimes there was nothing to say or no time to say it. The time zones really messed you up.

You: Are you awake?

Changmo: Yeah, it’s only 12:00 here.

You: Oh! It’s already bedtime here.

Changmo: Why aren’t you sleeping?

You: I can’t sleep.

Changmo: You miss me that much?

You: 🙄

Changmo: 💔

\\\

At the end of promotions, you went back home exhausted both mentally and physically. Your sleep cycle was completely out of order as you slept through the day and woke up at night.

It was 6:00 am, the room was encased in the natural soft lighting of a new morning as the sun began to rise steadily in the sky.“Good morning,” Changmo sarcastically bid you as you finally went to bed.

You groaned at the headache that was currently making it hard for you to enjoy the sight of your awakening prince. “I fell asleep in the closet.”

“What were you doing there?” He couldn’t help but laugh.

The two of you shared a giant walk-in closet where you fell asleep as you began unpacking from your trip. It was hard to say when you fell asleep but when you woke up, the back of your head on the hard wooden floor, your back awkwardly molding to the clothes you had spilled out of your suitcase, you knew it had to have been a while.

“I don’t know...” you whined snuggling up to him. 

Changmo was startled by how cold you were. He braved through it to wrap his arms around you and soothe you back to sleep. He hoped you would be able to wake up in a few hours and stop your vampiric sleeping practices.

He stayed in bed as long as he could. It was obvious you were in a deep sleep by the way you lightly began to snore. His fingers grazed your face when he pushed back your hair. 

Once it was 9:00 am he knew he had to get up. “Y/N...” he pressed his soft plush lips against your forehead, “wake up.”

“You wake up-” you muttered, eyes still shut.

“I am but I can’t get up if you keep clinging to me like this.” 

Your hold on him only tightened even adding your legs to the mix, wrapping them around him as if you were a koala and he was your favorite tree. 

“Just stay with me~”

He wanted to but he had a busy schedule so he left.

Pretty soon everyone started to speculate whether you two were still together adding a new talking point to your short conversations.

“Come with me.” Changmo held your hand requesting you to go out with him on an impromptu date.

“I can’t,” you sadly denied. “The company wants me to remain out of the public eye for a little while.” Their goal was to keep from any more unnecessary junk posts online about you.

They thought that if you suddenly appeared with Changmo on the streets it would be admitting that you two had problems and are only going out for publicity’s sake. 

It didn’t sit well with Changmo.

“Who cares.” He didn’t like the changes that came with your label being, in a sense, changed.

Your jaw went slack questioning how he could just admit that. “This is my work- if I don’t follow the rules then...”

Changmo sighed, “I know but this is also about you and me- our personal life.” He let go of your hand but sat down beside you. “I know we’re together so I don’t care what they say online. I just want to be able to take you with me when I go places.”

“Me too but if I don’t follow the rules there could be consequences. What if they are right and a new story blows up about us. They are the ones that have to work hard to handle the backlash.” You just didn’t want to inconvenience anyone other than yourself.

“I’m going on tour soon.”

“I know,” you tried your best to smile.

He just wanted to be with you as long as he could before leaving. “Dating a rapper is hard.,” he concluded.

“I know, right?”

The two of you laughed knowing how the other felt. It wasn’t easy but

“But I love you too much,” Changmo confessed as if he had ever thought about breaking up with you. Even if it was inconvenient or frustrating to squeeze a relationship in between schedules- he would never give it up.

You wrapped your arms around him, clinging onto him tightly as punishment for making your heart race.

“I love you too.”

-end-

A/N: I think this is more fluff but oh well. I just couldn’t bear to make a near-breakup scene for this cutie ^^

[teamiplier-prefrences]

Parents au

♤Ethan would be the type of dad who:

¤"Dad, I can’t go to school, I fractured my motivation.“ He laughs to hard and doesn’t bring you to school, writing a note that says how you woke up vomiting that morning.

¤finds out you cried yourself to sleep multiple nights in a row over a math project that’s supposed to be for people in the tenth grade, not for people in the sixth. Proceeds to go to twitter to rant about your school while actively brings the school to court to teach them a lesson on forcing advanced stuff on kids who should be learning the basics of multiplying decimals.

¤Conversations usually go like:

Ethan, while reading the newspaper: So, have any crushes?

Son/Daughter, embarrassed: daD!

Ethan: Do you? I saw this cute cashier when I went to the store and they’re roughly the same age as you, and has a 4.0 gpa, so I gave them your number

Son/Daughter: You can’t just give away my number to people who you think should be my s/o!

Ethan: But they have a 4.0 gpa!

¤Has one of those family member car stickers, and they’re little birds because you’re absolutely fascinated with birds.

¤"Y'know, I just realized I never gave you the talk. Let me go to the store real quick, and then I’ll tell you all about it.” He comes back with a box of condoms, a cucumber, and a doughnut and proceeds to scar the fuck out of you.

♡Amy would be the type of mom who:

¤reads alien conspiracy theories to you as a bedtime story.

¤somehow managed to convince you that she’s an alien, which by default, means you’re an alien too.

¤"Uh, Miss. Nelson? Can you please tell your child that they’re not an alien, and to please stop trying to ‘probe,’ the other students?“

¤teaches you how to do your makeup while also helping you with homework.

¤"To get the perfect wing is art, darling. But, learning how to divide 300AB^2 by 9008AB^3 is downright torture when you’re in the seventh grade. I didn’t learn that until ninth grade, at least.”

¤¤"Mom? I’m being bullied at school.“

¤¤”*sliding a pen and paper across the table to you* Write down their first and last names and what class period you have them in, and they won’t be a problem ever again.“

¤Has a 'My Band Student Child Can Kick Your Football Team Child’s Ass Any Day.’ Bumper sticker.

¤You’re a first chair trumpet, and once you told your dad, he never felt more proud of you in his in entire life.

♢Kathy would be the type of mom who:

¤"Hey darlin, your teacher called and said you had broke down crying during a test and wouldn’t tell her why. I bought pizza for dinner and we can talk about it as we watch Moana.”

¤Doesn’t matter if it’ll take seven hours to get it done, she will sit down with you at the table to help you with your homework with thirty minute breaks every ten questions.

¤Has a 'My kid isn’t an honors student, but they can kick your honor student kid’s weak ass any day of the week.’ Bumper sticker.

¤You still crawl into her bed on days where your adhd makes your mind wander dangerously when you hear noises coming from somewhere in the house.

¤¤You still crawl into her bed when there’s bad weather because you’re absolutely terrified of it.

¤¤¤To the point where you had a panic attack one night when she asked Ethan to babysit you because the thunder was too loud and the lightening was too close and the rain was hitting the house too hard, and your mom wasn’t there to protect you from the loud noises.

¤cuddles are The Best™ because she’s not a little woman, so there’s so much of her to cuddle and she’s so soft and wow your mom is the best.

♧Mark would be the type of dad who:

¤Has set rules, but they’re totally weird, and not normal rules.

¤¤"If you come home and you’re not practicing your instrument for at least ten minutes, then I’ll help you practice.“

¤¤"No macaroni on Tuesdays and Fridays.”

¤¤"Spaghetti is forbidden unless you say 'Knees Weak, Arms Heavy, Mom’s Spaghetti.’ at least once before and after you make it.“

¤¤"Dabbing is banned in this household. If I see you or any of your friends dabbing in or around this house, you’re on dish duty for a week.”

¤¤"You must pet Chica at least once a day. If you don’t, she gets sad.“

¤Made a twitter account dedicated to posting pictures of you as you grow up.

¤"Ethan, your child may have a higher gpa than mine, but at least mine can actually appreciate the art that is memes.”

¤Has a silly rivalry going between him and Ethan on who’s child is the best.

¤¤Little do either of them know, you both are dating and love each other dearly.

¤"What do you mean the bananas at school went up to a dollar? Last week they were fifty cents per banana!“

¤once you’re old enough to understand your dad makes youtube videos as a job, you decide you want to follow in his footsteps and be like him.

¤¤Cue to him holding you in his lap as you make a trial video for his channel to see how you’d do, and you playing it with him giving you tips on what to do.

¤¤¤It goes well, a lot of positive feedback and the video reached almost 100k views in less than three hours. Mark decides to let you start your own channel once you turn sixteen, so until then, you appear in some of his videos and play games with him.

¤Has a 'My Kid Can Beat Your Kid In Mario Cart # Any Day Of The Week.’ Bumper sticker

☆Tyler would be the type of dad who:

¤Let’s you have a mental health day twice a month (unless there’s a week long break in that month, like spring break, or thanksgiving).

¤Is proud of you, even when you have a ’D,’ on your report card.

¤(tw: suicidal thoughts) School made you so stressed that you literally used to spend hours on end contemplating whether or not killing yourself would make everything so much better.

¤¤(tw: suicide attempt) You actually did try to commit suicide. You regretted it because not only did you make your dad an absolute mess, you created three stacks of missed homework from school that made you wish your attempt was successful.

¤"Look, sweetheart. School’s hard, I know. I’ve been looking into online school’s and I found this one where all you have to do is go to the site for two hours for just once a week, and then you’d have to do at least three hours of work at home for the rest of the week. I want you to think over this, and as soon as your discharged, I want your full decision.”

¤Cuddles with him are The Bestest™ because he’s just so soft and warm. You always go to your dad for cuddles when you’re having a particularly rough day (which is usually when you’re sitting on your bed, looking at the closet you tried hanging yourself in.)

¤He’s even more proud of you when you start doing better in school now that you’re doing online school.

¤"Guys! The lowest grade she has on her report card is a 'B,’ and it’s in English! I’m so proud of her!“

¤Is extremely proud of you. Will make happy indirects on twitter and they’re usually like:

•"When you think of the past, you realize how far you’ve come from, and how better you’re doing.”

•"Anything you can create is and always will be deemed 'Fridge Worthy™.’ No matter if it’s a stick figure drawing, or the next Picasso painting. It’s fridge worthy.“

¤Has a 'My Kid Might Be Depressed, Anxiety-Ridden, and Stressed Out, But They Can Still Fight Your Kid In A Denny’s Parking Lot At 2 AM and Win.’ Bumper sticker.