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Sweet kookie

Oh so sweet some kookie and cream

Oh how I love to see you in my dream~

Oh my god that actually worked I wasn't even trying to write that but OK.

Me second (publicly shared) jungkook edit! The first one is bad but this one is much better so here! I was too lazy to write my name but I swear it's mine.

And I hope you enjoy these as well

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Our Baby Jimin

Heya guys!

So I've been a fan of BTS for about 2 months now and I just wanted to post saying hi!

And because I obviously can't just post saying hello I'm just gonna give you some jimin pics for your eyes (and heart) to enjoy.

I'll post for other members later but I'm planning to stay active on this blog so if u wanna follow me👀.

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BTS reaction to their chubby/thick S/O being insecure about their weight.

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Requested:

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Angst/fluff/implied smut

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Kim Namjoon:

Namjoon was in the studio today and you were feeling…off? Normally you felt amazing and confident but today…you just hated everything about yourself. You’re in the bathroom staring at yourself in the mirror, picking out the things you hate about your self and crying. You sit on the floor and start bawling your eyes out and think about all the times ARMY has tweeted that Namjoon deserved a better, skinnier, more beautiful girlfriend. You can’t help but agree.

“Y/n? Where are you babygirl?” You start crying even harder as you hear him come closer to the bathroom. “Y/n? What’s going on? What’s wrong?” You look at him through the tears and shake your head. “Joon, it’s too much. I’m so ugly! I have too much fat. I have no thigh gap, I literally can’t wear half the things many other girls wear because I’m too big!” He looks at you with wide eyes and pulls you close. “Babygirl, you are gorgeous. Every time I look at you, I can’t help but wonder how someone like me got someone like you to be my girlfriend. If anything, you deserve better than me.”

He grips your thighs and pulls them apart slightly. “These supple thighs of yours that you hate, I love them so much. They squeeze so nicely around my head when I eat you out, baby.” As he says this, his hands trail up your body, and back down to your thighs. “I think I should tell you how much I love you in depth jagi. Let me show you how much I love you.” With that he drags you into the bedroom.

Kim seokjin:

Jin always knew when you were feeling insecure. How? You had a habit of eating less and moving away from him when ever he was near you. Today just happened to be one of those days.

“Jagi! dinner is on the table, come and eat.” You got up from the couch and made your way to the dining room and sat across from him. He instantly knew something was up. You usually sit next to him, not across. “Jagi. Are you feeling okay?”

You started tearing up and shook your head. “Y/n, talk to me baby.” He got up and sat with you, cuddling you and rubbing your back. “Jin. I’m to fat. My clothes don’t fit right, people stare and say I’m too big to be with you, and to top it off, ARMY doesn’t like me.” He stared at you and shook his head. “Y/n clothes shrink and wear away. Clothes are temporary. You are healthy, not fat. People are jealous of us and aren’t happy with what they have. ARMY is jealous as well. I’m sorry that you see those comments and deal with people like that, but at the end of the day, you are worldwide gorgeous Jagi!” You giggled and felt a little better after what he had said to you. “Thanks Jin.-“ he stopped you and smiled. “Let’s go watch your favorite movie and eat your favorite snacks. I’ll get the snacks, you go put the movie on. I’ll be there in a few minutes beautiful.” You nodded and smiled. “Alright handsome.”

Min Yoongi:

Yoongi understood the insecurities you had, just as you understood his. You had been told to go to him when you felt down, especially if it had to deal with how you looked physically. Today was one of your bad days and you needed him.

You walked into your room and sat next to him as he played with something on his phone. “Yoongi, it’s bad again.” The second you said those words he sat up and pulled you close, dropping his phone on the bed. “What’s wrong Y/n?” You inhaled deeply and started telling him why he deserved someone skinnier than you. “Yoongi, I’m too big. I can’t sit on your lap because I’m terrified I’ll hurt you. I can’t wear certain clothes because I’m not skinny enough. These stupid diets I’ve tried only make me sick and irritable. You deserve someone skinnier than me and without this insecurity.” He sat and listened, his head resting on your shoulder as you told him everything you were thinking.

“Y/n, I fell in love with you because of your personality. I love you not for your looks, but for who you are. Your weight does not define who you are. Your actions and words define you. You are perfect for me. See, just right now as I am holding you, we fit perfectly together. I don’t want anyone else, I want you. I love you through and through.”

You felt yourself relax at his words and lean into his embrace. “I know, but sometimes it feels like you could do so much better than me. You could date another idol and-“ he grunted and shook his head. “I don’t want to date an idol. I want you. You are the best there is Y/n. You care for me, my members, and my family. You always make sure I eat on time, you listen to other people’s problems and help them solve said problems. You are always there to help and provide. You are perfect to me Y/n. Now lay with me, it’s nap time.” You giggled and agreed. It was good you had Yoongi to help you through this.

Jung Hoseok:

Recently, you had been on a diet and lost weight, but you’ve been sick, tired, and very irritable. Hobi was coming home from his tour soon and you felt this would be a surprise. Little did you know he was coming home tonight instead of later on, like you were originally told. You were on the couch sleeping when Hobi came home. “Y/n! I’m home! Come and see your sunshine!” Hoseok exclaimed, smiling wider than he had since he left for tour. You awoke and started panicking, you hadn’t finished the diet and you were nervous about what he would say. “Y/n? Where are you?” Hobi asked while walking from the front door to the living room where you were. “Hoseok! Hi! I thought you were coming home at a later date?” You asked while getting up from the couch. You could immediately feel him looking at your body and you grew more nervous. “Y/n, baby, you look skinnier than you did before I left…”

You nodded and told him you were on a diet to help you be more confident in who you are. “Yeah, it’s a diet I’m doing so I can feel better about how I look.” He looked at you incredulously. “You’re only doing this diet so you can be comfortable with how you look physically? Y/n, why? You’re perfect the way you are baby.” He said as he took you in his arms.

“I was too fat Hobi, I’m prettier now..” you said as you looked at the floor. “Aish Jagi, you are perfect no matter how you look. I love how supple and soft my babygirl is. Come to the bed room. I’ll show you how much I love you no matter how much you weigh baby.” Let’s just say, you won’t ever diet again.

Park Jimin:

Jimin knew you were insecure. He could practically sense it. Today was one of those days where you became really insecure and he knew immediately. “Ahhh, Jagi! You’re so cute! You fit me so well!” He hugged you and kissed your cheek. “You’re perfect for me jagiya! Not to tall, not to short, you’re really soft and it’s perfect. You’re perfect Jagi. I love you.” You smiles and hugged him back, whispering in his ear. “Thank you chimchim. I love you too.”

He only smiled and pulled you onto him as he sat on the couch so you two could cuddle on the couch and watch movies all day.

Kim Taehyung:

Taehyung wouldn’t understand what the problem was. He was so accepting of himself and others, he wasn’t sure how to help you feel more confident. He walked in on you crying because you felt insecure about your body, and he was shook. “Jagi? What are you crying for. Your body is perfect….You aren’t fat! You’re squishy!” You cried even harder after he said that. “Tae I’m just so ugly. You could date another idol or a model and be so much happier.” He shook his head, picked you up, and brought you to your shared bedroom. “Jagi. My grandmother likes me chubby, so I eat a lot and don’t pressure myself to look the way others want me to look like, I like you the way you are. You are perfect and I wouldn’t want you any other way.” You stopped crying and nestled into his embrace as he talked. You immediately felt better knowing he would love you no matter how you looked. “Thank you Tae. I love you.” He smiled and hugged you closer. “No problem Jagi! I love you more than you could ever know.”

Jeon Jungkook:

He was always on top of his health. He was always making sure his stamina was good. He didn’t make you feel insecure, the comments on the v-live did. You had showed up in the v-live to give him lunch and you stayed for a bit, at Jungkook’s request. You noticed the fans started calling you a pig because you had brought so much food. “Uh, Jungkook, i think I’m gonna head out. I had something I forgot to do and I really have to go do it..” he furrowed his eyebrows and nodded gently, pulling you in for a hug. “Wait outside the door. I’ll go with you. I’ll only be a minute or two.” You nodded and made your way out of the room and started tearing up. You could hear him sigh and start telling the fans they had no right to call you names and make you feel bad. “How dare you guys? You just hurt another person because of what reason? You guys are given a lot from me and the guys, but for you to call my girlfriend a pig for bringing me food and being here, that is unacceptable. She is perfect just the way she is. I love her so much. I love how she lights up a room with her smile. She always helps people with what they need, and she builds people up when they feel down. You guys have messed up and I’d like you to apologize, but I know she deserves more than that, so goodbye.” With that he ended the v-live and came out to see you crying. “Jagi, I’m so sorry. I love you so much. Please dry your tears. I’m here for you.” For the rest of the day, he held your hand and told you how beautiful you were to him.

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Thanks for coming to my TedTalk. Hope you enjoyed this. 💕

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Take this in case you were having a bad day

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a concept™

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can we just have a moment to appriciate how dazzlingly gorgeous david castro is please like shit that is one beautiful man

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I’m really slow but here’s the first part of the outfit meme requests! 🌺 I’d like to say thanks again to everyone who helped me decide which bikini top to draw!

If you’re curious enough, I have got alternative versions for both of them on my Patreon 👙💕

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Wut??

Wait-

The thing we’ve all been connecting to Who Killed Markiplier is Darkiplier in A Date with Markiplier. But there’s one big detail we’re all missing-

The Meta Ending

When you say “Yes” to Mark’s proposal, it’s revealed that this is actually all part of a production. That you’re all actors. Even Mark. 

Turns out, actor Mark is an asshole. A selfish, conceited asshole.

And he also used to be well-known. A star. We know another asshole actor, one who was rich and famous. 

So is Meta Ending Mark WKM Mark? If he is, it brings more meaning to “FREEDOM!”, a video that follows the “PAY” path, but diverges when you make your decision to watch the Horror play.

Dark says Mark is a, “Bad man and does bad things to good people.” It’s so important to note that Dark hadn’t told a single lie. He never said he was Mark. He said that Mark was bad, that he needed to die, that he was a liar, yes, but if he was talking about WKM Mark, it would all be true. He also said that Mark was Dark, which isn’t a lie either looking at Mark’s limerick.

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My dog Chica had a nightmare last night. She doesn’t have them very often but when she does she’ll let out this adorable little howl that startles herself awake. She was a little shaken up about it but after a few snuggles in the hooman bed (usually off limits for doggos) she was happy as can be. After a while she hopped down to her own bed and drifted off into a peaceful pupper snooze. And I thought that was the end of it.

But I had a nightmare too. Now that’s not entirely uncommon, I have them fairly often and they’re something that I’ve gotten used to. But this one was a bad one.

The bad ones are the ones that I don’t wake up from. They’re the ones where my friends or loved ones are hurt in front of me and the only thing I can do is watch and cry and scream in the mad hope that it’s all just some terrible dream. Nothing ever happens to me in these dreams so I’m trapped within until I wake up of my own accord. But tonight was different.

Tonight, I felt something lick my hand and woke up in a cold sweat. There on the side of my bed was Chica, licking my hand and looking up at me with concern. Now I’m not sure how much a dog understands about nightmares and dreams and such, but she’s never woken me up from a nightmare before. I’d like to think that some part of her recognized what I was going through and she just wanted to wake me up to protect me from the scary monsters. I have never been more grateful to have Chica by my side than in that moment.

So I let her hop up on the hooman bed (twice in one night, oh boy!) and after a few snuggles I was happy as can be.

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Ethan "The Crust" Nestor's Pizza (biscuit? croissant?) Recipe

•one packet of yeast •a few capfuls of olive oil •some lukewarm water •2 fistfuls of flour •a sprinkle sprankle of granulated sugar •a handful of salt •another gigantic fistful of flour

TASTY TIPS:

Always make sure to stir that dough with your hands. Never use utensils: spoons are for the weak. You have perfectly good spoons attached to your shoulders. Also, direct eye contact with a friend is recommended to achieve that notoriously flaky consistency. If your dough begins to get a little dry, lube that sucker up with olive oil (your dough may turn an unsightly gray, but that’s fine) and work oil into the ball of dough. If all else fails, bury your disaster in flour in order to conceal your sorry excuse for pizza.

@markiplier @crankgameplays

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@markiplier the Markiplier TV video was amazing! Must've took a lot of work to do it's amazing how much you guys work!

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WOULD YOU LIKE A NICE COLD PEPIS?? (x)

these guys I swear..

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the scientifically accurate process of Mark’s Try Not To Laugh challenges.

100% accurate trust me i am science

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I'm a giggly bitch by nature

Markiplier

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I made this...hope you like it!! ❤