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Sleepovers with Best Friend!Joshua
Sheâs back, yâall.
The minute he shows up at your apartment (because thereâs no way yâall can hang at the dormâŚbooseoksoonâŚ), you can tell that this is what he needed
He pulled you into a hug, your feet barely leaving the floor
He smiled at you as he puts you down, and you spend a split second mesmerized by his beauty
In a moment, though, heâs asked to come in and youâre stuttering out a âyesâ
He followed you into the living room, gently setting his bag on the couch before turning back to you
He gently smiled, pulling you into another (less chaotic) hug, and you can tell that heâs absolutely exhausted
With An Ode in the books, you didnât know what his schedule held next, but you can tell that itâs been wearing him down
For that matter, you could tell when he texted you; there was no subtlety, no fake flattery or joking
The simple âmind if i crash at yours tonight?â was the biggest clue that your best friend needed a steady place, needed a few hours away from the idol life, and you were always there to provide that for him
You felt his weight against you, hyperaware as his head gently came to rest on top of yours, his knees barely giving out as you held him tight against you
He always told you that you were his home, and now you could tell that he really meant it
âJosh, you okay?â
The question was honest, concerned
And the quiet sigh that he responded with was all you needed to hear
You pulled away a bit, and finally saw how sunken his face had become, how lifeless his eyes were, how he looked like he was on the verge of collapsing
He tried to reassure you, though; the way that he looked at you, as if he was trying to convince himself as much as you that he was still okay, that he wasnât swimming in his own thoughts, lost in the space of idol life and not knowing where his place was
It broke your heart.
âHere, sit down. Pick a movie, Iâll grab some popcorn. Take a break.â
He flopped onto the couch, and you walked back to the kitchen, pulling out a few bags of pre-made popcorn and some cola
You threw the items in a bag, carrying it back to the living room where Josh had picked some b-reel horror movie that was bound to be more funny than scary
He had also stretched out on the couch, and you wondered how he was expecting you to sit down with him
You realized when he opened his arms to you that he wasnât expecting you to sit down, he wanted you to lay with him
After a moment of fake protest, you plopped down next to him, getting cozy in his arms
He held you close, and you could tell that neither of you would make it through the movie, not that you minded
Sure enough, he was asleep within a matter of minutes, leaving you alone with the movie
You sipped on one of the colas, quietly giggling along with the âscariestâ moments
After the movie, you looked at Josh; he was ethereal, somehow beautiful even now, even as exhausted as he was
âYou donât know how much I love you, Joshua. You really donât know.â
And he hoped that the sound of his heart beating out of his chest, the little smile that found his face, didnât betray to you that he wasnât asleep at all, he was just captivated in you.
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every single person who reblogs this
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this is the first actual fic iâve finished in nearly two years. as always, inspiration goes to @youxidol .
tears streamed from both yours and baekhyunâs eyes, because youâre both haunted by words hanging over baekhyunâs head. the words that felt like utter doom to your relationship, to you. to him. your hope dwindled inside you as he prepared to leave. anger bubbled in the pit of your stomach as his silence filled the room but now was not the time for anger, it was just a time to reminisce.
light from the outside flickered through curtains, casting a warm glow over both of you as you both began to cry-laugh about memories that would be nothing but memories in a few hours from then. you both recalled key dates in your lives and slowly, your anger was lowered to nothing but a puff of smoke. he looked ironically angelic with the yellow light of the slowly setting sun paining him in beautifully warm tones.
he told the stories of the day you and him met, the day you declared your love for each other, the day you both moved in. he wore the same outfit he wore when you both met, and your heart broke. nothing would change, youâd still mention him to people as though he was still walking on earth, as though he hadnât left. as though he hadnât been forced to uproot and leave you behind to pick up the pieces.
silence suffocated you both once more, and you were wondering of ways to tell your friends that he was gone. talking about him as if he was there would hurt too much. scenarios ran through your head, and none of them were good. suddenly, the low tapping of his footsteps echoed in the room, reverberating off the walls and alerting you to his presence drawing ever so closely to you. his eyes glowed with that beautiful colour that had you losing yourself within them in seconds. he stood in front of the window, a bright, yet slowly dimming, outline traced his slight frame and once again, you forgot why he was being sent back to hell, until it dawned on you that heâs leaving. heâs a demon.
âbaby.. before i go, i need to tell you something.â baekhyunâs voice still seemed to be chirpy, even in such a solemn moment for you both. it still seemed to hold a happiness to it despite the fact that he spent a good while crying earlier. somehow, it still plucked at your heartstrings. yet it still made you wish to scream your lungs out in sheer agony.
you werenât in pain but god, did it hurt that he was going. that he wouldnât watch you progress further in that job you never seemed to shut up about - he loved hearing you speak with such passion anyway. it hurt that you and him would never experience the joys of parenting. and suddenly his comment resurfaced to your attention.
âwhat is it, baek?â despite quivering with uncertainty, your voice still stood its ground, not implying one bit that you were ready to cry. that your body was about to rack with short, chaste breaths that would send you into a fit of uncontrollable sobbing. your boyfriend of a very long time (five years, soon to be six) took your hands in his, his thin fingers finding solace in yours.
the gravity of the situation weighed down on you and your boyfriend, who thought about proposing but it would just hurt too much. so you both remained unofficially married, in the eyes of your friends.
the demonâs lips parted, and from his mouth a set of instructions fell. to say that you were in disbelief was a bitter understatement. you were utterly perplexed, telling him to stop, only for your commands to fall on deaf ears. baekhyun kept going, and instructions kept coming.
he was teaching you how to summon him.
time passed, everything fell into place. your life was just as empty but every so often you pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper, picked apart the folds and prepared to speak to your boyfriend. he was just as empty - a shell of his former bubbly self. tonight would be one of the last nights you could see his presence for a while (âbaby itâs just demon businessâŚâ âthat doesnât stop me worrying.â) and as a result, you both had to make the most of it. to squeeze in whatever time you had left until his departure.
time passed, chemical and biological anomalies took over your body. everything began to hurt no matter how many painkillers and antibiotics you took.
so then your room would become empty once more, and life would resume the way it was. with loneliness becoming a deafening crescendo over the isolating silence. your heart longed for everything it couldnât have and your cravings for him overpowered everything else. your chest pained as you breathed in the air that contained everything but breaths of your partner, and your lungs would wheeze as you spoke. everyone was worried, none of them aware of the condition.
as you closed your eyes to fall asleep the sickly sweet smile that you fell in love with painted pretty pictures on the backs of your eyelids, and you dreamed a dream about him that night.
it was the best nightâs sleep youâd had in a long time.
you just hadnât told your boyfriend that that would be the last ever time you spoke to anyone. heâd suffer the broken heart in the morning
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this is the first actual fic iâve finished in nearly two years. as always, inspiration goes to @youxidol .
tears streamed from both yours and baekhyunâs eyes, because youâre both haunted by words hanging over baekhyunâs head. the words that felt like utter doom to your relationship, to you. to him. your hope dwindled inside you as he prepared to leave. anger bubbled in the pit of your stomach as his silence filled the room but now was not the time for anger, it was just a time to reminisce.
light from the outside flickered through curtains, casting a warm glow over both of you as you both began to cry-laugh about memories that would be nothing but memories in a few hours from then. you both recalled key dates in your lives and slowly, your anger was lowered to nothing but a puff of smoke. he looked ironically angelic with the yellow light of the slowly setting sun paining him in beautifully warm tones.
he told the stories of the day you and him met, the day you declared your love for each other, the day you both moved in. he wore the same outfit he wore when you both met, and your heart broke. nothing would change, youâd still mention him to people as though he was still walking on earth, as though he hadnât left. as though he hadnât been forced to uproot and leave you behind to pick up the pieces.
silence suffocated you both once more, and you were wondering of ways to tell your friends that he was gone. talking about him as if he was there would hurt too much. scenarios ran through your head, and none of them were good. suddenly, the low tapping of his footsteps echoed in the room, reverberating off the walls and alerting you to his presence drawing ever so closely to you. his eyes glowed with that beautiful colour that had you losing yourself within them in seconds. he stood in front of the window, a bright, yet slowly dimming, outline traced his slight frame and once again, you forgot why he was being sent back to hell, until it dawned on you that heâs leaving. heâs a demon.
âbaby.. before i go, i need to tell you something.â baekhyunâs voice still seemed to be chirpy, even in such a solemn moment for you both. it still seemed to hold a happiness to it despite the fact that he spent a good while crying earlier. somehow, it still plucked at your heartstrings. yet it still made you wish to scream your lungs out in sheer agony.
you werenât in pain but god, did it hurt that he was going. that he wouldnât watch you progress further in that job you never seemed to shut up about - he loved hearing you speak with such passion anyway. it hurt that you and him would never experience the joys of parenting. and suddenly his comment resurfaced to your attention.
âwhat is it, baek?â despite quivering with uncertainty, your voice still stood its ground, not implying one bit that you were ready to cry. that your body was about to rack with short, chaste breaths that would send you into a fit of uncontrollable sobbing. your boyfriend of a very long time (five years, soon to be six) took your hands in his, his thin fingers finding solace in yours.
the gravity of the situation weighed down on you and your boyfriend, who thought about proposing but it would just hurt too much. so you both remained unofficially married, in the eyes of your friends.
the demonâs lips parted, and from his mouth a set of instructions fell. to say that you were in disbelief was a bitter understatement. you were utterly perplexed, telling him to stop, only for your commands to fall on deaf ears. baekhyun kept going, and instructions kept coming.
he was teaching you how to summon him.
time passed, everything fell into place. your life was just as empty but every so often you pulled out a crumpled up piece of paper, picked apart the folds and prepared to speak to your boyfriend. he was just as empty - a shell of his former bubbly self. tonight would be one of the last nights you could see his presence for a while (âbaby itâs just demon businessâŚâ âthat doesnât stop me worrying.â) and as a result, you both had to make the most of it. to squeeze in whatever time you had left until his departure.
time passed, chemical and biological anomalies took over your body. everything began to hurt no matter how many painkillers and antibiotics you took.
so then your room would become empty once more, and life would resume the way it was. with loneliness becoming a deafening crescendo over the isolating silence. your heart longed for everything it couldnât have and your cravings for him overpowered everything else. your chest pained as you breathed in the air that contained everything but breaths of your partner, and your lungs would wheeze as you spoke. everyone was worried, none of them aware of the condition.
as you closed your eyes to fall asleep the sickly sweet smile that you fell in love with painted pretty pictures on the backs of your eyelids, and you dreamed a dream about him that night.
it was the best nightâs sleep youâd had in a long time.
you just hadnât told your boyfriend that that would be the last ever time you spoke to anyone. heâd suffer the broken heart in the morning
#exo fanfiction#exo#baekhyun#demon!baek#youxidol#imsosorry#angst#baekhyun x reader#exo x reader#demon baekhyun#baekhyun angst
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rage || demon!baekhyun
another @youxidol inspiration thingo.
as always, writing playlist
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baekhyun had been tense all day, but when the child that you and he were raising asked him something, he snapped like a twig, instantly lashing out and reaching for the nearest smashable object, without even touching it, and throwing it against the wall.
his eyes were an ugly, pitch-dark black, as he seethed in pure rage. it was a side he never wanted to show, but it happened anyways, and everything was a deafening crescendo of what he was experiencing during the day, which seemed like a blur.
the sound of your childâs cries were drowned out by the constant din of the porcelain breaking, and the ringing in his ears. he was blinded by his own negative emotion, almost screaming in every single language he knew.
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it was only when he looked up for a split second that anything that had been previously in the process of smashing, was put back, and he almost sprinted to the young one, but decided against it, letting his eyes flick back to their natural hazelnut brown and his breaths becoming heavy, and uneven.
he saw the look of sheer horror on one of the most precious things in the world to him, and he realised he had fucked up.
tears were slipping out of your childâs eyes, and baekhyun didnât do anything except hold his hands out and constantly reassure the toddler that he wasnât going to hurt them, whilst cautiously walking over to them.
âbaby? come here, please, sweetheart⌠iâm not going to hurt youâŚâ his voice was meek, quiet, and soft, putting as much meaning to the feeble words as he could, whilst wanting to keep them away from the mess and shards, and trying to keep his ice cold tears hidden from the sight of the child.
the demon kept walking forward, slowly but surely getting to the youngest in the house. âplease, bun-bunâŚâ
when your child had took a couple of steps forward, baekhyun felt a sting of hope, and he made the same âgrabby handsâ that the baby would make when they wanted to be carried rather than walk.
he scooped the extremely small figure up, despite their protests and he shushed them instantly, trying to calm them down and reassure them he wasnât a bad person, with a simple âdada just got angry, bubs, thatâs all.â in his normal high pitched voice.
his worries would only settle once he heard the one wrapped in his arms relax, but the shushes continued, and he made his way upstairs to cuddle with them and wrap them in blankets, still reassuring them that they would be okay.
he fucked up big time, and heâd never forgive himself for that.
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Just imagining silly stuff happening during their early days. Hooray for Kassandra calling Alexios âMalaka!â :D Edit: Holy shit you guys, I never imagined this comic would get this far seriouslyâŚThank you all so much <3
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YES U SOUND SO WET THATS SUCH AN AMAXING WORD TO DESCRIBE IT
happy new year !!
Iâm sorry for the lack of update,, Iâm out right now celebrating the new year, had a bit of polish vodka with juice, not normal at all for me
but wanted to say I love yâall so much u have made my year so much better. ngl lately Iâve been a bit sad lmao but u guys cheer me up every time I log on and I canât thank u enough for that. thatâs not even the polish vodka talking I just genuinely appreciate u all so much
omg I sound so wet ffs, anyways happy new year love yâall so much, update tomorrow I promise đđđđ
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[ for those who canât see the title text, it says âtwo truths and a lie.â ]
introduction. [ â ]
a best friendship with idols had its ups and downs. certainly, one of the downs was being unable to date one of them due to company policy, jealous fans, and insecurity. besides, itâs better to lie and say youâre off the market, right?
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i haven't watched it but I'm already screaming and sobbing because I miss them even though i wasn't there
hehe for @nakayuus ily fam so does bap xxx
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Hey so, Iâm one of the people who spammed that discord and Iâm going to give my honest apology. I wonât mess with you or your friends. I hate that you felt attacked based on your identity, I want to explain that I in no way knew your sexual identity. If you had corrected pronouns, I would have never made fun of that. I wish you all the best, I wonât contact you again and I wonât talk about that event ever again. Iâm sorry, I went too far because my friend was upset, but thatâs no excuse.
please, message me either here or on discord it's so much better for me to actually know who you are rather than talk to an anonymous sender who I don't know.
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most of it isn't fake and youre just trying to make yourself seem better than all of us. doesnt change the fact that one of your lil friends told me to change my preferred name. THE NAME I PREFER DUE TO BEING UNDER THE TRANS UMBRELLA. because OH GOD FORBID i choose the same name as her gEgE because he's sO aMaZiNg.
we had a nice little community there it was just us and then yall come in and disrupt the peace.
furthermore, nobody sent me to spy on you. i went on your blog of my own accord because I was genuinely curious as to what yall were like outside the server.
on another point, v herself is lgbtq+, nd we all know that everything she says is in jest. it's just a pity you can't take a joke.
I'll finish this reblog with a question.
if the discord made you uncomfortable, and we were sOoOoOoOOoO toxic that you didn't want to be there and you had to tell all your little friends, why didn't you just leave the server? we could have avoided this whole thing.
yall got banned for a reason.
but go off.
(ps. fact check before you call someone out. a faggot isn't only a slur, it's also used in a food name.)
Clearing Up A Few Things
Hello everyone, iâd just like to clear up a few things since my friends and I have been falsely âcalled outâ by @youxidol (it wont let me tag her wtf) @youxidol-talks
My side of the story:
I had been @youxidol / @youxidol-talks discord for a few months. I tried not being that active because to be honest the discord made me uncomfortable. I would check in here and there because I wanted to talk about k-pop with other people but the discord overall was just toxic. I was explaining to my friends how the discord made me uncomfortable so they asked for an invite link to see what was going on in the server. Once they joined they realized exactly what I meant. Now hereâs the reason why iâm even making this thread. To start things off, my friends were very uncomfortable with the discord as I was when they joined. @leesydsooâ then sent 1 picture of Kris Wu in every channel. She did it as a joke to be funny and tbh it was quite harmless. I didnât participate in the spamming of Kris. I sent a few messages here and there to help lighten the mood but once again, I PERSONALLY didnât spam the chat (also the few messages I did write were things as âhe got juiceâ). Now understandably I get why she is angered by this, but the next part I donât think is okay.
**Trigger Warning**
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First off, let me say in no way, shape or form did I or my friends know her friend is trans. Even if any of us knew that, none of us would even fucking THINK about making fun of them for that, thatâs honestly low and disgusting that she would even try to build this false accusation about us. Also, seeing how me and all of my friends are apart of the LGBTQ+ Community this doesnât sit right with any of us at all. A lot of us have LGBTQ+ friends and family as well as ourselves. We know exactly what itâs like to be discriminated against for your sexual orientation and I find it fucking disturbing that she would lie and make this false narrative to try and make us look transphobic. Secondly, it wasnât even me who was spamming the channel but I guess she just enjoys being a liar.
What I find the most hypocritical is that she tries to make this SJW rant on her account yet she makes homophobic remarks herself !Â
(sis you know exactly what type of power the word holds, donât try to fucking play dumb)Â
Not only that, but after we all got banned from the server she then sent her minions to join my discord and âspyâ on us.
(wasnât really convincing since 1 account was made 10 minutes before joining and 2 of the accounts had the same profile picture and name as her server)
Lastly, the posts she made in her server we just all outâŚ. disgusting. She just adds to the toxicity of fanwarsÂ
2. Sadly I lost the screen shot to this message but she has an entire NSFW chat dedicated to sending gay asian porn, not only that but then she then goes on and says which one of her âoppars!11!â in the video it would be. Not only does sis lie about shit, make homophobic remarks but she also fetishizes the fuck out of people ! Â
Thereâs more stuff on her but I think iâm going to close this off here.
To sum it up, iâm extremely disgusted and heart broken that she would even try to accuse me of making fun of someone for their sexual orientation or identity. I truly would rather die before doing that to someone because I know how much it fucking sucks. I understand sheâs upset that her discord got spammed with pictures of Kris but lying about things to make herself look better is terrible. I hope she getâs some help and can tame her inner demons.Â
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here's the entire story (obviously the human memory isn't perfect so some things arent as accurate as i wish they were :( but this is almost all of it)
so yesterday there were these three (four?) people who joined the server, and they were sending useless things into certain channels and such through the day and then at one point during the night, around 4 or 5am uk time, my phone started to blow up with notifications and I got woken up - obviously i wasn't happy.
i checked the server and one of the people had been spamming every single channel in the discord (if you're in the discord, you'll know there's quite a lot.) with photos of kris wu.
so skip about ten minutes and me and another member were asking them to stop and we were saying that it wasn't funny, etc. etc.
this is relevant information, i have a channel on the server for my writing and such, it's just named #the-kris-channel but this was confused to be a channel for kris wu.
i asked them to please leave the channel and that it wasn't meant for the purposes they thought it was meant for. they refused, said they felt "welcome", nd they proceeded with the assumption that I was in fact the Chinese idol, nd called me kris wu over and over again despite me having a heavy bias against him.
i tried to explain the situation to them that I wasn't him, and that i just chose the name kris as my preferred name for my name after transition.
i can't remember their exact words but they were along the lines of "change your name then".
as the night progressed i had ended up begging them to leave, because I was feeling so uncomfortable with them there, and the other member I had mentioned before was backing me up.
(im not being petty it's just worth noting) this other member had used the incorrect pronouns for me, and I was actually scared to correct her on my pronouns in case they made a huge song and dance about it or something.
i sent v a message warning her that this had happened and that there was a lot of deleting to do, then i decided to just give up.
after being too tired of telling them to stop (and blocking them, i even blocked them, and despite one of them deciding to go to sleep but not before mentioning me one more time and calling me kris wu) i decided to sleep.
I am so confused wtf is going on?
somebody in the server invited all their pathetic friends in and they spammed it with pictures.Â
when kris asked them to stop, they began to harass them.Â
kris begged them to stop several times and they didnât.Â
kris felt like they couldnât correct pronouns used to them in case they were attacked more.Â
they literally had to have the day off school today bc they made them feel so bad.Â
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still salty i can't get it - yeah it's only iOS
Hi!! How do you make your twitter edits? Do you use an app or?? Thank you!!!
social dummy is your best friend !!! i think itâs only available on iOS though ? but itâs super useful! xx
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âummmmm ur bra strap is showing :/ â

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Dear writers
Youâre not a bad person for:
Saying no to requests that make you uncomfortable/you get no inspiration for
Taking a small break every now and then
Changing up your writing style to better suit you
Not posting as often or posting more than other writers
I canât be the only one that needs a reminder of these things sometimes.
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