#Phew...

[nshi-ao3]

A recurring trait, among others.

[mr-ultimate]

Okada, Will and 2 other hot guys in a bathtub...

[solar93-osc]

when the yuri is so good it cures your art block and creates designs for two characters

@tapwater118 you might enjoy this

[bookoftheironfist]

Danny Rand Hug Compilation

(After all, you can't become the Iron Fist if you're not good at hugging.)

[thebuckandeddiething]

NOT TO BE DRAMATIC BUT WHEN BOBBY WAS LISTING PEOPLE EDDIE CARES ABOUT I GOT SCARED HE WAS GONNA GO "...and Buck" AT THE END THERE

[burdockeverdeen]

debóra nascimento via instagram stories (09.08.2024)

[stargirlstabber]

Did you make cakepops? Because the stress with these little fuckers is real 😭🥹 Like please stick- please please plea- oh FUCK! I hate them but why do they taste so good- ANYWAYS ✨

i hope whatever you were trying to bake turned out good, babes ✨😭

yeah😭 never doing the no-need-to-bake version again😭 but i hope they're hard now. decorated them and put them in the fridge, cleaned the kitchen and went to bed. slept like a fucking stone after that full packed day😮‍💨

on the recipe was like 'yeah it should be enough for 40 pops'. bitch, if i make 40, they're as big as my fist. in the end i had 65 eheh- but ey, at least my big ass fam has a lot of stuff to snack when we're celebrating later, did a choco cake too😀👍🏻

[tacobellebandit]

Survived lunch phase, gonna have a couple hours off for lunch and then just need to survive the rest of the evening

[chiveburger]

did so much work earlier this afternoon, and by work I mean I stayed at home and made little resin charms, and filmed myself opening up my advent calendar, and organized the footage on my computer and hard drive, and listened to horror youtubers during and ate chicken wings. now I can relax, and by relax I mean do more or less those exact same things but sitting on a heated mat in the middle of the living room.

[edgarallen-foe]

i'm back.

[lgcseojin]

✱ TRACK 012

— TEAM UNKNOWN: solo evaluation 파랗게 ( Love Me Harder ) ⸻ WOODZ ( performed by Park Seojin )

The last week of these evaluations cannot come soon enough. His mind is still reeling from his vocal performance of Miracles In December, and how it has already been two weeks back since each trainee was put out on their own. He still is prone to wonder if he did well; if his abilities would be adequate enough for the coaches.

The tenth and final week is the moment of truth, however. Anticipation leaves his stomach churning and his nerves raw. A week is more than enough time, he tells himself—reminds again that he is more than ready. The sore muscles and try after try during late nights had to amount to something.

But how much longer will I have to prove myself?

Seojin doesn't dress himself up in any particular way. He is under the assumption that anything would do just fine for an evaluation. Of course, he remains presentable—the freshly dyed ( and cut ) auburn red hair sitting on his head has been carefully combed through after a careful wash. He leaves it to part carefully over his brows. An impulsive change from the style he'd been sporting for so long now. The black jeans and simply white t-shirt he wears are for comfort; the leather jacket for part of his performance. Unconsciously, he has matched himself to the performing artist. ( He can laugh about that later. )

He gulps, fearing his throat may grow raw if he allows himself to ponder upon these things much longer. He can no longer sit in silent anticipation. His name has been called by now.

"Hello," He bows in greeting as he enters the room, standing in the center with his hands clasped in front of his lap. "My name is Park Seojin. I will be performing for you today. Please grade me well. I'm gonna do my best." He shoots finger guns and a smirk in the direction of the coaches before turning around into his starting pose, setting the leather jacket on the ground.

The beginning whistle tune plays and he spins around, timing his movements to the sound of a lighter. He sings atop the music with his strong voice, carrying the story of the song and concept. Halfway through, when there is a shift into the next verse, Seojin grabs the leather jacket on the ground and flings it over his shoulder while he struts around. When he puts it on and does the lazy walk in the choreography, he steps toward the female coach and procures a blue rose, aligning it with the soft phrase "she got deep blue". Perhaps it is obvious he has rehearsed quite a bit.

By the time he goes back into the performance, it is clear he has been fully immersed in the character of the song ( So much so, he doesn’t even notice his shoe comes untied. ) It is cheeky, daring, fun—so essentially him. In his mind, he is on stage, backup dancers behind him working in tandem and the audience in front of him. He even includes a wink or two before he is done.

[teutaranaway]

so i have another final tomorrow and an essay due in 3 days, n next week i have two more finals and my animation assignment due then ill be done

[lanaevyssmoved]

thank you for the clarification ed i was worried

[every-hanzou-urushihara]

[take-care-with-your-glasses]

Right, I have to sit and make an entire collection of my Kuro fics and other fandoms, to unfilter them.

*Let's put hands into action*

[thebuckandeddiething]

"Welcome back to me"