jisung: that’s it. i’m getting a blender.
chan: why?
jisung: you’ll see
later~
seungmin: where’d you go?
jisung, hiding the blender under his shirt: nowhere!
felix, joining ji in the kitchen: what’s that? where’d you go? what’d you get?
jisung: get out! changbin!
changbin: what?
jisung: get your boyfriend away from me!
chan, walking into the kitchen: i-
jisung, drinking pancakes: what?
chan:
chan: i regret letting you outside.
look up fondness in the dictionary and this is what you’ll get
ten: *puts on thigh high socks*
ten: when in doubt, pull up your stripper socks
johnny: what the fuck
ten: *winks* hey ;)
What if we normalize idols being in their 30s and still be idols because that's what they like to do without calling them 'old'.
What if we normalize relationships in kpop because idols also fall in love.
What if we normalize that kpop idols are friends with each other and support each other without creating fanwars.
What if we normalize that idols can be in the game after so many years and they can still be as talented as younger generations.
What if we normalize to respect other kpop groups and soloists and stop the ridiculous amount of hate they receive daily.
What if we normalize that idols also have problems and they can be as depressed, anxious and feel alone as we do.
What if we normalize that idols are human beings.
me, after waiting a literal hour for my dad’s old hand-me-down seven year old windows 7 laptop when it finally starts after being the same piece of shit and turning off and on twenty times for fourty minutes and actually starts booting up for the last twenty: omfg i love u sm please marry me i’m so sorry for how i treated u in the past pls forgive n forget i missed u sm i cant live without u <3
stop i love them
two leaders, one room
yoongi x ‘in the soop’ episode 1 (cr. qdeoks)
rb this and tag what you would want your animal emoji to be if you were a kpop idol
who let him be this cute
illusion yeosang hits different
me to my therapist: yeah idk I’m pretty good!
me to my tumblr followers: I was born with glass bones and paper skin. every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. at night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.
jisung’s blender part three
jisung, chasing jeongin around: give me my pancakes back!!
chan, already done and ready to perish: just make more
jisung: that’s the only cup!
chan: reuse the blending cup?? we should have more cups-
chan:
chan: where are all the cups
felix and hyunjin outside: *laughing*
chan: where are the mugs??
felix, loudly: it’s a bit muggy outside, isn’t it hyunjin?
hyunjin, loudly: it sure is felix!
chan, gripping the windowsill with all his might: what the fuck?!
jisung, tackling jeongin: ahAH!