#easy simple beach sunset painting

[julianrchandlerx]

setting: blank slate  featuring: julian chandler & open

Art could be therapeutic. Julian had learned that from a young age and spent most of his time when stressed or upset with a pen and paper in hand, just sketching until the restless thoughts and difficult feelings melted away and his entire focus was instead on the artwork he was creating. When he died and then was turned, he spent most of his time alone with his easel just trying to make sense of what happened and what he was now. It had helped for the most part, at least to keep him somewhat centered and feeling like himself. So when the dust settled after the nightmare which Lunar Cove lived through, Jules turned back to his most trusted method of coping.

Many paintings of blood splattered frozen lakes and fiery stage scenes later and now he was at a usual Wine & Paint night, assisting a smaller than normal group with a simple painting which he hoped would maybe give them a mental reprieve. Tonight was a particularly easy one; a pink-orange-yellow sunset background with an all black beach silhouette at the foreground. A very easy and forgiving composition anyone could master, the customers sure to walk away that night with a canvas they could be proud of. As one of his coworkers lead the instruction, Julian went around to offer individualized help and supplies. The smile that grew on his face was warm and genuine, pausing as he came onto an in progress painting which caught his eye. “This is wonderful,” he said softly, a dash of excitement present in his low voice. “You did a fantastic job at painting that sunset — isn’t it fun to see your painting come together so beautifully as you build upon it?”

#lunarcovestarter #&& convos. #// I know I’ve done a wine & paint starter before but ssh let’s ignore my lack of originality #blood tw #death tw

[mmvalentine]

Lover Like Me pt 6 | Feysand

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All five of us go to Adriata together to see my paintings in Tarquin’s gallery, and I am filled with warmth to be surrounded by Rhys's friends- by my friends.

Tarquin was able to pick the works up in Velaris, since he had an appointment in the city nearby. Then it was a week before the new show opened, and I spent much of that time Instagram stalking the other artists in the exhibition. They’re wonderful.

We arrive with timing that Cassian calls “fashionably late,” despite my worries that it would be rude to Tarquin after he so kindly put my art on his walls. But if he is displeased, of course he does not show it. In fact he positively beams at us when we walk through the door, a motley crew of leather jackets and red lipstick.

Tarquin looks incredible.

He’s in full host mode, in a stunning velvet blazer, gold jewellery and patent shoes.

“My dear friends,” he greets us. “How wonderful that you could make it.”

There’s a champagne glass in his hand and with a snap of his fingers, suddenly we each have one, too.

“Tarquin, this place is amazing. I don’t know how to thank you.” Tarquin waves me off.

“Well come on, let’s go see the main attraction.”

We all trail after him until we see my paintings- only they’re not just my paintings anymore. Tarquin has put them in simple black frames with wide, white mounts. I don’t know how this makes such a difference but here, in the bright gallery lighting and in the open space of the off-white walls and pale wooden floorboards, they’re somehow elevated. The colours are brighter and the shadows deeper, and I suddenly consider that what Tarquin does is artistry, too.

The paintings are abstract but based on landscapes. Seascapes, to be more accurate. The two pictures that Tarquin had picked were ones that I had done based on a beach trip we took when I was a child. It makes sense, since the show is largely reflective of the local area. So for the new paintings I cast my mind back to our most recent trip, and being dumped in the surf, and driving home at sunset, and making new friends. The results are frothy whites, and a glowing orange, and the colour of Tarquin's blazer. And if there is speckled black curling at the edges, that might be the salt drying in Rhys's hair, but I'd never tell.

The gang fan out and murmur their appreciation, while Tarquin comments that the two he picked are still his favourite. I catch Azriel’s eye and his winks at me, and I try to hide my grin. Rhys sees it anyway, and looks quizzically between us. We still haven’t told him about our little heist, and I kind of like that we have a secret. I never used to feel like I had much in common with Azriel, but there’s no bonding activity quite like break-and-enter. I look away quickly.

“Feyre, come I want to introduce you to the other artists,” Tarquin says, and tucks my arm into his. Rhys leans back to whisper in my ear as I go.

"Don't forget us when you're famous," he says. I stick my tongue out at him and let myself be lead away.

“So what do you think?” Tarquin asks in a low voice. He says it so only I can hear, makes it sound like he’s conspiring with me, and I do feel a bit special.

“It is honestly better than I could have imagined,” I tell him. It’s the truth. He laughs, and the sound is warm and rich and easy.

“I’m glad,” he says. “I hope you can see how well your work fits in here. They look great on the wall, and they complement the other artists.”

“I had a look at some of their work before I came here,” I admit. “At first I was pretty intimidated, but now that I’m actually here, and everything’s framed I can see it. Thank you for the frames, by the way.”

“That’s awesome!” Tarquin says. “And it’s no problem. I felt so lucky that Rhys introduced us, because I wasn’t sure I’d be able to find a replacement artist on such short notice. I’m very picky, and I was looking for just the right energy for this show.”

“Well I’ll consider that a great compliment.”

“You should. Ah, Eris come over here. I want you to meet Feyre.”

I say hello to the artist Tarquin called Eris. He’s very tall and he’s wearing a burgundy suit, with his long red hair tied back. I immediately take a disliking to him, because he’s talking about his art with a pretentiousness that I thought was only ascribed by rich snotty collectors and critics after the fact. He’s saying things like the influence of the Enlightenment era juxtaposed with the postmodern framing and I want to gag. I refrain for Tarquin’s sake, and plaster on a smile and a nod instead. My eyes meet Rhys’s across the room, and as if he can read my mind, he smirks at me. I think for a second that he’s making his way over to us, but the next thing I know, Tarquin is dragging me to another artist, and when I look back for Rhys, I see that Cress has found and cornered him. Does he look bored, or do I just wish he does?

I am introduced to many more people over the course of the next two hours. The rest of the artists, but also a couple of dealers, collectors, and friends of Tarquin’s from the art world. Tarquin is good at making sure everyone feels included in conversation, and seems to remember little details about every person he talks to- it’s Beron, good to see you, how’s your wife recovering? and Rita, I’ll never forget that dinner you cooked when we visited, and Oh Feyre has a tattoo by Amren too, don’t you Feyre?

My cheeks start to hurt from smiling, and at one stage I almost have heart attack when Tarquin touches the elbow of a man with blonde hair and I think for one nauseating second that it’s Tamlin.

What he’d do if he saw my paintings here, instead of in his garage, I really could not imagine.

But we’re in Adriata, far out from the city, and I don’t know if Tamlin really knows what any of my paintings look like anyway.

Finally I am released, and left near a table of drinks, when Tarquin is called away by a staff member. He gives me an apologetic look and squeezes my hand before he goes, and although I am relieved, it’s not because he’s leaving. I’m not big into schmoozing, but I will never not be grateful for what Tarquin has done for me tonight.

“Hi, I don’t think we’ve met, I’m a super-rich megadouche.”

I turn at the voice, and find Rhys with a very serious face on and his hand out. I shake it, and I'm quickly revived by his presence.

“Mr Megadouche, so nice to meet you. You know I’ve been looking for a patron.”

“Alas,” Rhys says solemnly. “Would that I could my dear, but I am already paying young Eris over there to frolic and gambol and produce the occasional painting. His latest, on the conjunction between Enlightenment and postmodernism, is said to be quite something.”

I laugh, and then turn serious. “Well to be fair to Eris, it would indeed be a challenge to meld the enamour of reason and science with the inherent criticism of empirical truth.” Rhys’s eyebrows go up, and he looks like he’s trying to decide if I’m joking or not. “It’s just a shame he can’t paint for shit,” I finish in a whisper, and Rhys’s laugh is delighted.

I laugh too, but I also cast a furtive glance around the room. Far be it for me to mock artists with years more experience than I have. But I do like making Rhys smile.

“Are you having a good time?” he asks, eyes still sparkling. He leans against the drinks table, and jostles me with his shoulder.

“I am,” I say. “I still can’t believe my paintings are in a gallery.” Rhys scoffs.

“I can’t believe you let Tarquin tell you how good they are, but when I do it, it doesn’t count.”

“I never said it doesn’t count!”

“You tried to sell me a painting for fifty dollars. And that was a custom piece.” He jabs a finger at me in accusation.

“You gave me a place to live!”

“How much are you letting Tarquin sell for?”

“I don’t see what relevance-”

“How much?”

“Twelve hundred,” I relent.

“See!”

“Rhys are you jealous of Tarquin?” I tease.

“No,” Rhys says defensively.

“Because I saw you over in the corner there with Cress.”

I’m joking, but as Rhys opens his mouth to answer he stops and gives me a strange look. A little shocked, the playfulness gone. Before I can wonder if I shouldn’t have said that, Tarquin appears behind me.

“Sorry about that,” he says. “Hors d’Oeuvres emergency.”

“Hello Tarquin,” Rhys says coolly, his face now blank. I try not to giggle, because I’m pretty sure Rhys is doing it to amp up the jealousy bit.

“Hey Rhys,” Tarquin says, not noticing at all. “How are you liking the show?”

“You have exquisite taste,” Rhys says.

“Thank you, I’ve always thought so.” Tarquin grins, then turns to me. “I’ve got something to show you, Feyre.”

“Ooh exciting,” Rhys says, pushing off the table. He looks expectantly at Tarquin, who isn’t phased even though I'm not sure he was talking to the both of us, and leads us both back toward the wall where my paintings are.

“There,” he says.

“What?” I look around, but can’t see that anything’s changed since I saw them when I came in. Tarquin grabs a hold of my hand and tugs me closer. He points to one of the paintings he chose, one from Tamlin’s house.

“There.”

And then I see it.

A little round, red sticker, about the size of my thumbnail.

“Oh my god,” I breathe. “Is that…”

“Yep.” Tarquin is grinning as bright as the sun. “And there.” He points to the other painting he had picked. “And there.” And finally, to a third painting, that I had done for the show and had been so worried that it was too rushed and not good enough.

“Holy. Shit.”

“Feyre, you sold three paintings!”

“I sold three paintings,” I repeat in disbelief.

“You sold three mother fucking paintings!” Tarquin’s arms spread out wide with glee, and in this moment I love that he, a gallery owner who organises the sale of hundreds of paintings a year, is this excited for me. I laugh and throw my arms around him, and Tarquin squeezes me tightly before pulling back. “You know,” he says, serious now. “This is just the beginning. The people who buy from here are connected. You’re on the up and up, baby.”

He raises his hand for a high five and I slap it, not feeling cool enough to be an adult who high fives, but I know that he's not just pumping me ego. This night has been an enormous opportunity for me, and it just never would have happened without Tarquin.

“Now,” he says, and he looks at Rhys and claps him on the shoulder. “Find your friends, you are all coming to the after party at Rita’s.”

“Rita that woman I met before?”

“Yep, she owns a club not too far from here and she’s put us all on the list. I’ve gotta go talk to some people but I’ll meet you there, okay?”

And with that, he slips away.

“Congratulations,” Rhys says. I laugh again, and it feels surreal. Rhys holds his arms out and as I step into him, I realise it's so rare that we hug. He's so much taller than me I feel engulfed, especially since my nose doesn't even clear his shoulder. His arms fold around me so that his hands touch his opposite elbows, and I'm wrapped in the scent of him. I suddenly wonder where he's been all night.

“Thank you,” I say. I pull back, reluctantly, and look around for the others. “Should we round everyone up?”

Twenty minutes later, we’re back in Cassian’s car and he’s pulling up to a club which Google Maps indicates is Rita’s. He and Azriel head down, but Mor won’t let me go because she’s not satisfied with my outfit. We’re standing in the carpark and I don’t know what she expects me to do about this. Cassian just throws her the keys and keeps walking.

“Feyre, you can’t wear this to a club,” she says. “This is a nice club.”

“I didn’t bring a second outfit, Mor!” I look down at what I’m wearing and disagree. I’m wearing the nicest shirt I have, it’s oversized and pale blue satin, tucked into good jeans and platform sneakers.

“Alright alright I can fix this…” Mor swivels her head back and forth, as if she can magically find a spare wardrobe in Cassian’s truck. “Rhys, don’t you go anywhere. Okay Feyre, first lose the jeans. This shirt is long enough without it.”

“It is not,” I protest.

“Mor is this strictly necessary?” Rhys asks. He leans against the car door.

“It covers your ass, you’re fine,” Mor tells me. I groan, but start wriggling out of my jeans. To Rhys, she says, “Yes, yes it is. Feyre’s gotta make a good impression.”

“On whom?” Rhys asks, at the same time as I say “I already sold paintings you know.”

“On people,” Mor says. “Rhys, give me your belt.”

Rhys signs resignedly, as if this is not the first time Mor has co-opted his clothes for her own purposes. "Feyre," she continues, "you're single, you're talented, and you're adorable. Act like it." She holds her hand out for my jeans, ignores my eye roll, and starts looping Rhys's belt around my waist.

“Well maybe I like being single,” I tell her, as she pulls the tie from my bun.

"Really? Because as far as I can tell you're not fucking anyone, and that means you're doing single wrong." She tousles my hair and arranges the strands around my face.

"I resent that," I inform her. She pretends not to hear.

“Almost done. Swap shoes with me,” Mor says.

I look at Rhys for help but he just shrugs. “You can argue but she always gets her way.”

“It’s true,” Mor says. “Shoes.”

I sigh and hand them over, feeling like exchanging sneakers for strappy heels is not a good deal.

“Why do you get to dress down then?” I whine. But even as I say it, I know it’s not true. Mor is in a short, tight red bandage-dress that even with white sneakers looks stunning.

“Alright come on, let’s go already,” Rhys complains.

“Just one more thing,” Mor says before I slide out, and then she grabs my face and presses her lips to mine.

“Mor,” Rhys chides.

“What, I didn’t bring my lipstick. We have to share.” She smudges her thumb over my lips to get the effect she wants. “Feyre you look good, you can go now.”

She throws my jeans in the backseat of the truck and then locks it, while I tug the hem of my shirt down. I would have preferred another inch or two but I guess with the belt it does feel okay. I glance at my reflection in the car window, and I have to admit, I do look better. Rhys comes up behind me.

“I’m sorry about her,” he says quietly. I smile at him.

“I kinda like it, actually.” I feign confidence, unbotheredness.

Rhys looks at me then. A sweep of his gaze from my bare legs to my stained lips, and something in his eyes as he does it makes my knees buckle, just a little. He leans in to murmur in my ear. “I do too, don't tell Mor.”

And then in we go.

***

Eek I'm sorry I missed my posting day!

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[lymphomalass]

Did you receive my newsletter on Friday... ?

In it I shared the first view of my new watercolour painting "A Sunset Walk on Porth Diana", completed in Daniel Smith pigment rich watercolours.

It was inspired by a scene I saw one evening walking to our local, the Seacroft, in Trearddur Bay. There was a group walking on the beach at the water's edge. It looked just so idyllic, speaking to me of the simple pleasures family time by the coast brings.

The original watercolour is A4 size so easy to find an economic ready-made frame for, £75 unframed including UK postage, or £95 framed if I can deliver to you. Please just private message me to purchase it.

Or for reproductions (including cushions, mugs, prints, etc), please head over to https://www.redbubble.com/shop/ap/117995445

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Family-Friendly Beach Picnic Tips

Planning a beach picnic for the family can be a delightful experience, but it does require some special considerations to ensure everyone has a fantastic and safe time. Here are some essential tips and fun ideas to make your family-friendly beach picnic in Sarasota a memorable one.

Special Considerations for Families

1. Choose the Right Beach

Not all beaches are created equal, especially when it comes to family outings. Look for Sarasota beaches with calm waters, clean facilities, and family-friendly amenities. Siesta Key Beach, for example, is renowned for its powdery white sand and shallow waters, making it ideal for children.

2. Pack Smart and Light

When packing for a family beach picnic, aim for a balance between essentials and convenience. Use a beach wagon to transport your items effortlessly. Here’s a quick packing checklist:

Sun Protection: Sunscreen, hats, sunglasses, and a beach umbrella.

Comfort Items: Beach chairs, blankets, and towels.

Food and Drinks: Easy-to-eat finger foods, plenty of water, and snacks. Use a cooler to keep everything fresh.

Entertainment: Toys, books, and games suitable for all ages.

First Aid Kit: Include band-aids, antiseptic wipes, and any necessary medications.

3. Timing is Everything

To avoid the strongest sun rays and the biggest crowds, plan your picnic for the early morning or late afternoon. This timing not only ensures cooler temperatures but also allows you to enjoy the beautiful Sarasota sunset.

4. Set Up a Comfortable Base

Create a comfortable and shady base where everyone can relax. Bring a large beach tent or canopy to provide shade, and set up a designated area for food and drinks away from the sand.

Kid-Friendly Activities

1. Beach Games

Bring along some classic beach games like frisbee, beach volleyball, or paddleball. For younger kids, buckets and shovels for sandcastle building are a must.

2. Scavenger Hunt

Organize a beach scavenger hunt to keep the kids entertained and engaged. Create a list of items they can find on the beach, such as seashells, seaweed, and driftwood.

3. Water Play

Always keep a close eye on children when they are near the water. Equip them with floatation devices and ensure they understand the basic rules of water safety. Encourage fun activities like wading in shallow waters or searching for small marine life in tide pools.

4. Creative Crafts

Bring along some simple craft supplies for beach-themed projects. Ideas include painting seashells, making sand art, or creating nature collages with found objects.

Safety Tips

1. Sun Safety

Apply sunscreen generously and frequently, especially after swimming. Encourage kids to wear protective clothing and seek shade during peak sun hours.

2. Hydration

Keep everyone hydrated by bringing plenty of water. Avoid sugary drinks, which can dehydrate. Pack a cooler with water bottles and encourage regular drinking breaks.

3. Buddy System

Teach children the buddy system, ensuring they always have a partner when playing or exploring. This practice helps keep them safe and accounted for.

4. Local Wildlife Awareness

Educate your family about the local wildlife and any potential hazards. Teach children to respect nature and avoid disturbing animals or plants.

By considering these family-friendly tips, your beach picnic in Sarasota will be enjoyable and safe for everyone. Planning ahead and keeping these points in mind will help you create cherished memories with your loved ones.

Ready to experience the perfect family beach picnic? Let Certified Cupid Picnics and Proposals take care of all the details, ensuring a stress-free and unforgettable day by the ocean. Discover more about our customizable beach picnic packages today!

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[hananiahomedesign]

Nautical Home Office Decor Ideas

A beach-inspired home office creates a relaxed and peaceful setting for work. Light-colored wood furniture, rattan and cane chairs, stained natural wood accessories, striped nautical patterns and coastal-themed artwork all support this design style.

Fun Home Office Theme Inspiration

Things to pay attention to when you buy a house with a nautical theme. Blues are typically used in beach-themed rooms, but other shades, such as green and pink also work well with the theme. White-washed wood and shiplap walls are also common with this design.

The sea, shore and beach provide infinite inspiration for room color palettes and decor ideas. For a nautical home office, focus on hues of blue and green inspired by marine scenes. This style may also lean more tropical with a focus on bright yellows or muted oranges.

Paint the home office in a beautiful shade of blue that invokes images of crashing waves or peaceful waterside sunsets. Powder blue, sage green and seaglass green are shades that work well in this coastal style. Blues with a little gray reflect an easygoing beach vibe and pair beautifully with natural seagrass, darker wood and classic black and white furniture pieces.

Nautical Home Office Designs

If you'd prefer a lighter neutral, consider shades like Oxford White (Benjamin Moore OC-30) or Van Courtland Blue (Benjamin Moore HC-154). These cool-toned hues offer a crisp and clean backdrop for nautical home office decor and provide the perfect base to highlight bolder accent colors. A painted wooden desk or a piece of reclaimed furniture can be the focal point of any nautical home office.

Nautical home office designs feature furniture like desks, bookcases and file cabinets in a nautical theme. Navy is the official color of nautical decor but white, pastel blue and even green work well as well. Wicker and rattan are popular with coastal styles for their natural look. Wood furniture painted in a light distressed white also fits this theme.

If you are a do-it-yourselfer, you can create a nautical look in your home office by repainting or reupholstering existing furniture pieces. If you have a piece of wood furniture, a simple sanding and refinishing project will transform it into a nautical piece.

Home Office Decorating Ideas

Adding nautical décor and accessories like sea-inspired bookends, navy table lamps or model ships adds the final touches to your home office decorating ideas with a coastal feel. For wall art, consider framed sailboat drawings or a simple gallery wall with vacation photos or beach scenery prints.

Bold navy blue is an easy color to work into your coastal home office, whether as a full accent wall or even just a paint or decal applied to a door. In this L-shaped coastal home office, Ralph Lauren's Navy Blue Sailboat Wallpaper serves as a stunning backdrop to built-in bookshelves and an acrylic Ghost chair. A brass task lamp with a sailboat design completes the look.

The nautical style is a fun one, and the right lighting can really make your home office or study stand out. Nautical style lighting often incorporates navy, dark rustic colors and motifs from sailing or the sea. A great example is this Large Argyll industrial pendant light, which would beautifully complement a coastal Hamptons style interior or even add an industrial touch to a boho rustic home. If you want to find a house with a nautical style home office, you can only find it at property.jordlinghome.com.

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[sultankudaratofficial]

Tayandak Beach 🏖️: Discover The Paradise In Sultan Kudarat!

Explore Tayandak Beach in Kalamansig, Sultan Kudarat

Nestled in the westernmost part of Sultan Kudarat, Philippines, lies the picturesque town of Kalamansig. Known for its stunning sunsets and pristine beaches, Kalamansig is a hidden gem waiting to be explored. Among its many coastal treasures, Tayandak Beach stands out as a must-visit destination for those seeking tranquility and natural beauty. 

Tayandak Beach is waiting for people who love adventures and want to find a beautiful place. Join us on a fun journey to discover the amazing charm of this hidden beach, where peace and nature come together perfectly.

Get Away to a Quiet Place

In Kalamansig, it is like a secret spot where you can escape from all the busy stuff. It’s super quiet and surrounded by lots of green plants and pretty views. If you’re into chill vibes and peace, this is the place for you.

As soon as you step onto Tayandak Beach, it’s like entering a calm world. You can hear the leaves rustling, and the waves in the distance make a nice sound that feels just right. The green plants around you make it feel like a cozy place where time goes slow, and you can forget about all the regular stuff.

Nature's Calm and Peaceful Place

Tayandak Beach is like a super peaceful place surrounded by beautiful views. It’s not just a spot to visit; it’s a calm and quiet oasis where nature looks its best. The air smells like the sea, and you can also catch a whiff of the earthy plant smell, making the whole place even better.

Take a slow walk on the soft, golden sand, and you’ll start feeling super relaxed. The beach is like a really calm painting, and you can just chill under the shade of big palm trees or enjoy the warm sun. It is a perfect spot if you want to take it easy and enjoy the simple things in life.

Tayandak Beach Travel Guide

Before you bask in the serenity of Tayandak Beach, let’s navigate the easy route from General Santos City. Enjoy a delightful 3-hour drive, taking in the lovely scenery as you head to Kalamansig.

🚗 If you’re originating from Manila:

Make your way to General Santos City.

🚗 Drive from General Santos City to Kalamansig: Embark on your adventure with a pleasant 3-hour drive from General Santos City to Kalamansig, relishing the scenic views along the way.

📍Arrival in Kalamansig: Upon reaching Kalamansig, you’ve arrived at the gateway to the beach, ready to kick off the fun.

🛵 Habal-Habal Ride to Tayandak Beach: Hop on a habal-habal (that’s a motorcycle taxi) for a quick and easy ride to Tayandak Beach.

🌄 Scenic Views Along the Way: Enjoy breathtaking views during the habal-habal ride, offering a glimpse of the tranquility awaiting you at Tayandak Beach. Let the journey to peaceful bliss unfold!

📍 Kalamansig, Sultan Kudarat, Mindanao, Philippines

Smart Travel Tips for Your Unforgettable Beach Adventure

Best Travel Practices

Seek Local Guidance:

Always ask locals for guidance to ensure a smoother and more accurate route to Tayandak Beach. The community’s insights can be invaluable in making your journey seamless.

Plan Ahead:

Plan your journey thoughtfully, considering travel times and coordinating with locals for the best route specifics. This strategic planning enhances your overall experience and minimizes any uncertainties.

Community Engagement:

Engage with the local community, embracing their warmth and hospitality. The locals can offer valuable insights and assistance, enriching your cultural experience and connection with the destination.

Ideal Visitors: Discover Your Perfect Experience

Diverse Visitor Base:

Tayandak Beach caters to a diverse range of visitors, making it suitable for various occasions such as family bonding, romantic getaways, group outings with friends (Barkada), and even reunions. There’s something for everyone here.

Escape and Introspection:

If you’re looking to distance yourself from the stress of daily life and enjoy moments of introspection, Tayandak Beach is an excellent choice. The serene atmosphere and tranquil surroundings provide an ideal backdrop for relaxation and self-discovery.

Additional Tips for a Smooth Experience:

Plan your visit during the dry season, from November to April, to make the most of your beach experience.

Opt for weekdays to avoid weekend crowds and enjoy a more peaceful atmosphere.

Ensure you have sufficient cash, as there are no ATMs near the beach.

Inform friends and family about your adventure, considering the limited cell phone signal in the area.

Your Perfect Getaway at the Hidden Gem of Kalamansig

Escape the ordinary and discover the hidden paradise of Tayandak Beach in Kalamansig, Sultan Kudarat. With its pristine white sands, crystal-clear waters, and a welcoming community, it beckons you to a haven of serenity and natural beauty. Whether you seek family bonding, a romantic getaway, or a fun-filled barkada outing, it offers a diverse experience for all. 

Plan your visit during the dry season, embrace the warm hospitality of the locals, and relish in the scenic beauty that surrounds you. Be prepared for an immersive journey, where the stress of daily life fades away, and moments of introspection unfold against the breathtaking backdrop of Tayandak Beach. 

Unplug, unwind, and let the simplicity and charm of this coastal gem capture your heart. Your tranquil escape awaits at Tayandak Beach – where every moment becomes a cherished memory!

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It had started out as something innocuous; a slip of the tongue that had Dean’s heart leaping in his chest. They’d just watched a rom-com movie together, Cas’ legs brushing against Dean’s thighs and Dean’s head resting on Cas’ shoulder.

This was still new for them. The whole ‘being together’ thing. Dean had only tentatively asked Cas for a movie night together a few weeks ago. Cas had said yes, easy and smooth as always. But it was more than that, and Dean wasn’t quite sure how to put it into words; how to express that he didn’t just want to watch a movie with Cas sitting on the other end of the couch. He wanted Cas pressed against his side, sharing popcorn and salty kisses as the movie played without either of them really paying attention because they were a little too distracted with each other.

‘Just do it, Winchester. Do it!’

“No. That’s not what I mean,” Dean had said, flickering his eyes down to Cas’ lips for far too long for it to mean anything else. “Movie night. You know? Like a-”

“Date?” Cas asked, sucking in a breath of surprise as his own gaze darted down to Dean’s lips.

“Yeah,” Dean breathed out, hope twisting with buckling fear in his chest.

Cas' eyes squeezed shut for a second, and Dean felt the panic constrict around his lungs. Wrong move. Wrong move. Abort. Right now. Taking a step back, Dean prepared himself to bolt. But Cas was quicker. Softer. Loosening the tightness of Dean’s lungs with something liquid hot and smooth.

“Yes, please.”

Dean just about melted into the floor at the softness of Cas’ tone. “Yeah?” he asked, voice thick with unspoken desires.

“Yeah,” Cas whispered back.

Movie date night was now every other night as they explored this new territory. And it was good. Really good. The simplest allowances made Dean breathless and dizzy. Brushing his hand against Cas’. Cas tucking himself against Dean’ side. Little stolen kisses between scenes.

Each time more adventurous. More kisses, more touches, a comfortable bond that was now widening to adjust from what they were before to what they becoming now; together.

But tonight, it was a cliché rom-com movie; sappy and romantic. And maybe Cas’ fingers had been dancing along the inside of Dean’s wrist for the whole latter half of the movie, making Dean feel lightheaded with affection. He’d just meant to ask Cas a simple question. Just wanted to ask Cas for the remote that was on the other side of the couch, because Cas’ fingers were still being rather distracting against Dean’s skin.

But Dean only managed to get out the first couple words before Cas completely changed everything.

“Will you-”

“Marry you? Yes, of course,” Cas replied.

Dean stuttered to a stop, heart catapulting against his ribs. Oh God. Cas wanted to marry him? Oh. Oh.

“That… wasn’t what I was going to ask,” Dean said, breath seizing in his lungs.

But Cas was smiling at him, teasing and carefree, and Dean’s slow brain kicked back into gear as Cas’ eyes darted to the credits rolling across the screen.

Oh.

The movie. Cas was quoting the movie.

Letting out a startled chuckle, Dean nudged his shoulder against Cas’. “Ha ha, very funny,” Dean said, even though his heart was still racing; beating so loudly Dean swore Cas would be able to feel the rapid pulse in his wrist.

But now the thought was in his head. Words straight off of Cas’ lips. A bubble of an idea that was sparking in his veins. Would he marry Cas? Would he get down on one knee on the beach at sunset and propose to Cas as the waves crashed on the shore and the sky was painted in romantic pink and orange hues?

Yeah. God yeah.

He’d spend forever with Cas. Cas was it for him. There wasn’t anyone else. It was Cas. It was always Cas. He’d known that for a while now. Long before they’d started this new thing between them.

Cas was still smiling at him, bright and earnest, and Dean wanted to kiss that smile. So he did. “Idiot,” Dean mumbled affectionately, feeling Cas’ grin melt into his own.

But Dean had no idea. No idea that this was going to be the start of something that made him blissfully happy and yet yearning more than ever.

~

“Cas?” Dean yelled, dodging the vampire as it barreled towards him. Without a blade to decapitate the vamp, Dean was just playing a dangerous game of cat and mouse until Cas came back with the knife. “Cas?” A little more desperate that time when there was no answer.

The vampire grinned, cornering Dean with a snarl. “No Angel to protect you this time,” it taunted. Darting forward, the vampire made a sharp move, teeth bared and ready to strike.

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that,” Cas said, appearing in the blink of an eye and swinging the blade with perfect accuracy. The vampire's head was removed from its body in one single motion, and Dean let out a breath of relief as his eyes lingered on Cas.

“Well hey there Angel. Good timing,” Dean said, reaching out to snag Cas’ wrist to pull him closer now that all the vampires were dead. “Was worried about you.”

“I’m fine,” Cas said, wiping the back of his hand across his forehead and smearing a trail of blood across his brows.

“Hey. What happened? Are you alright?” Dean said, reaching up to run his fingertips over Cas’ temple to check for wounds. There was a minor cut, already starting to heal over as Cas’ Grace sparked to the surface.

“I’m okay, Dean, really,” Cas said, tone soothing as he grabbed Dean’s hand and kissed his knuckles. “It’s just a scratch.”

Letting his eyes flicker up and down Cas’ body just to be sure, Dean nodded. “Alright. I’ll handle the bodies if you can get the car?”

“I can do that,” Cas said, accepting the Impala keys when Dean pressed them into his hand, their touch lingering for a couple seconds too long; sending a shiver down Dean’s spine.

Dean gave Cas one last reassuring nod, maybe trying to remind himself more than Cas that everything was okay and they were both safe. “Will you-” he started to say.

“Marry me?” Cas asked, raising an eyebrow playfully.

Stumbling, Dean almost tripped over a tree trunk; sucking in a sharp breath as the world felt like it was spinning underneath his feet. He could hear the teasing in Cas’ tone, knew it was a joke, but oh how his heart yearned for it.

He ached to turn around and just say ‘yes.’ To see Cas’ reaction if he completely shifted the tone from playful to earnest and serious. How would Cas react? Would Cas actually want to marry him? Or was this all just another example of Cas’ unique sense of humor?

But oh God. The urge to say yes was so strong Dean had to bite down on his tongue until it stung. How could those two simple words be both his healing and his undoing?

Composing himself, he turned back to Cas and laughed with a fond eye roll. “I was going to ask if you were going to be alright or if you wanted to stay together instead?”

“Stay together,” Cas said, so fast Dean had to blink several times to process the words. “Stay together,” Cas repeated, softer this time as his hand reached out to brush against Dean’s elbow.

“Yeah, alright, my husband-to-be,” Dean said, nudging Cas and flashing him a wink before motioning towards the mess they needed to clean up. “Let’s get to work and then we can go home.”

“Husband-to-be?” Cas briefly paused, turning the words over carefully with an endearing look in his eyes. “So was that a yes, then?” he said, bending down to start cleaning the area.

How was that even a question? How could there ever be any other answer other than yes?

“Yeah, Cas, it was,” Dean murmured, a warm burst of bliss wrapping around his heart as Cas utterly beamed at him.

“Good. I like the sound of that,” Cas said, tone still playful even though there was now a wistful look in his eyes. “Husband-to-be,” he whispered fondly to himself as he got to work.

Dean felt his heart stutter to a stop for a second before kicking back into gear at double speed. Cas was right. That really did sound good.

~

“That’s not how you do it,” Dean said, cheeks aching from how much he was smiling as Cas attempted to whisk the mixture in the bowl.

Cas frowned, sticking out his tongue at Dean. “It’s a whisk. How else are you supposed to do it?”

Laughing, he plucked the bowl from Cas’ hand and tilted it at the perfect angle. “You’ve gotta keep it at an angle, and then you get better leverage. Quick little motions help to whisk it together more smoothly,” Dean said, demonstrating what he meant so that Cas could see.

There was still a hint of fond expasteration on Cas’ face, but also a hint of affection, too. “How did you learn how to do all this?” Cas asked, tone softening as he gestured to all the pots and pans scattered around the kitchen on their conquest to simultaneously bake a pie and cook lasagna.

Letting out a huff, Dean placed the bowl back onto the counter as he grabbed the container of sugar. “Some of it was trying to learn how to take care of Sammy back in the day. And then, when we found this place,” Dean said, gesturing to the Bunker as a whole, “It was like a new lease on life, you know? An actual kitchen. Somewhere to feel…” Dean trailed off, not knowing how to finish that sentence.

“To feel like home?” Cas offered, quiet and gentle.

And, yeah, wasn’t that what it was all about? Finding a home. Finding a family. Something he never thought he’d get the chance to have. Then when he got it, he realized he could have things like cooking and baking. He could spend his nights scrolling through recipes and cooking things at three in the morning just because he wanted to. And then he discovered he actually kinda liked it. It was peaceful, relaxing, and he enjoyed it. So yeah, maybe he was a little domesticated now. There was nothing wrong with that.

“Yeah, to feel like home,” Dean said, letting his fingers graze against Cas’ as he handed him the measuring cup. “Half a cup of sugar, Sugar,” he said with a wink, watching as the blush climbed up Cas’ cheekbones.

God, Cas was pretty when he blushed. Months of dating and he was still bashful over the littlest things. It was frankly adorable, and every time Cas got a little flustered, Dean fell a little more in love with him.

“What flavor are we making this pie?” Cas asked, once he’d added the sugar to the bowl.

“We’ve got strawberries, coconut cream, and pecans. Pick whichever one you want,” Dean said, motioning to the ingredients he’d set out earlier to give them some options. Not that he was picky. He’d eat all three without any hesitation.

“Pecans,” Cas said, picking up the nuts and bringing them closer to their prep station.

“Good choice,” Dean said, pressing a quick kiss to Cas’ cheek before getting back to work creating the crust. There was something missing though, wasn’t there? Ingredients, check. Over preheated, check. Pan… oh. Yeah, that would be important.

“Hey, Cas? Will you…”

“Marry you?” Cas asked with a bright smile. “With cooking skills like this, God yes.”

Sucking in a sharp breath, Dean fumbled with the bag of flour in his hands, dropping it and sending a puff of white scattering across the counter. Oh God. Cas was doing that thing again, wasn’t he? Teasing the idea of getting married and sending Dean’s heart hammering against his ribs.

Cas looked up at the sudden commotion, and his smile doubled as he started to laugh. “What did you do?” he asked, biting his lip as he reached out to brush a streak of flour from Dean’s cheek. “Here, I’ve got you.”

Swallowing thickly, Dean watched his knuckles turn as white as the flour as he gripped the counter to hold himself upright. Cas’ thumb gently wiped away the flour from his cheek before ruffling his hair, sending another cloud of white into the air.

“There. Is that better?” Cas asked, before he began to sweep up the mess that was still on the counter.

“Yes,” Dean stuttered out a moment later when he found his voice again. Yes to Cas’ question. Yes to getting married. Just yes. Yes yes yes.

~

This had been going on for far too long now. And it was getting more frequent, too. At least once or twice a week, anytime Dean said the words ‘will you’, Cas replied with either ‘marry you’ or ‘marry me.’

And, yeah, maybe Dean could put a stop to this if he just stopped asking questions that started with ‘will you’, but, truthfully, he didn’t want to. He liked the way Cas smiled when he finished the question for him; liked the way they had started to share this secretive look like they were planning something special without ever having to say the words. Even though that wasn’t actually what Dean was trying to ask. Not yet, at least.

The impromptu proposals were happening all the time, though.

When they were in the grocery store, and Dean wanted to ask Cas if he could get them some honey. At the diner when Dean asked if Cas wanted to share a milkshake. In bed at night when Dean started to ask if Cas would get up to switch off the lights. “Cas, will you-”

“Marry you?”

“Hey, sweetheart, will you-”

“Please marry me.”

“There should be some weapons in the trunk. Will you…”

“Marry you? I mean, not the most romantic place to ask, but yes, Dean, I will.”

“Cas? Sam and Jack might need some help. Will you…”

“Just marry me already? I thought you’d never ask.”

It was always teasing; always playful and quirky. Never down on one knee. Never a serious question.

But now, Dean was ready. God. He was ready to finally ask. To make it real. To get down on one knee, offer Cas a ring, and speak those words for the very last time. Will you marry me? And goddammit, Cas had better say yes.

~

“Hey,” Dean said, poking his head into the library and catching Cas’ attention. “Remember Sam and Eileen took that case earlier this week in South Carolina by the beach?”

Nodding, Cas closed the book he’d been reading. “I remember. Is something wrong?”

“Oh, they’re fine. They just need a little backup. I said we’d head out there and help them out. If that’s okay with you?”

Standing up, Cas grabbed his trenchcoat from the back of the chair. “Ready to go when you are.”

Dean laughed, pulling Cas close and pecking him on the lips. “Alright, let’s go.”

Step one. Complete.

There wasn’t a case. Although Sam and Eileen were already on the beach on their own couple's retreat. They already knew Dean was planning to propose, and they’d all secretly set up a special dinner afterwards to celebrate Dean and Cas’ engagement.

All Dean needed to do was get Cas there.

“Maybe we can enjoy a couple days at the beach after we finish the hunt,” Dean said as they drove, hand settling on Cas’ thigh. “What do you think? Sand between our toes. Sun on our faces.”

Cas beamed, lacing their fingers together. “Sounds perfect.”

Admittedly, getting Cas to the beach as soon as they got there was a little trickier than Dean expected.

“Shouldn’t we be meeting Sam and Eileen at the motel they’re staying at?” Cas asked as Dean followed the signs for the beach instead of stopping at the hundreds of motels they’d passed.

“We should be, but Sam texted and said they found something that might be a sign of a shapeshifter in one of the offshore caves. Asked if we could meet them there,” Dean said, directing the Impala into one of the tourist parking lots.

Cas hummed in acknowledgment, looking a little skeptical at first, but he followed Dean as they got out of the car and walked down the beach. Dean had scoped out the area online before they’d left the Bunker. And while it was a beautiful beach, it wasn’t very popular, which gave them enough privacy for Dean to get down on one knee without a million people gawking at them.

The sun was just starting to set, sending beautiful purple and yellow colors across the sky; reflecting against the dark blue of the ocean.

Cas had his eyes cast out across the waves, a smile on his face that rivaled the brightness of the sun. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” Cas said, tipping his head back as the last warm rays from the sun glimmered across his features.

“Yeah, it is,” Dean said, eyes locked on the serenity of Cas’ expression.

“Should we go find Sam and Eileen now?” Cas asked, turning away from the ocean to look at Dean, only he stopped short with a startled gasp when he noticed Dean was dropping down onto one knee right there in the sand.

“Don’t need to go find them. There isn’t any case, Cas. That’s not why I brought you here. But this, this is the reason,” Dean said, reaching into his pocket and fumbling out the red velvet box he’d tucked into his jacket days ago.

“Been waiting to do this for months now. Maybe even years. And every single time since we watched that rom-com movie and you started finishing the sentence for me. God, Cas. I’ve wanted to say yes every single time. Or to get down on one knee and ask you properly.

“You’re it for me, Cas. It’s always been you. I love you. Not just a little bit. A lot. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to call you my husband every day for the rest of time. No more teasing the idea. You’re making me go crazy, man. I can’t take another moment of my heart skippin’ a beat in my chest every time you say you’re gonna marry me.

“So just do it already. Marry me. Be my husband, Cas. Please make me the happiest man on Earth. Will you-” Dean said, trailing off with a smile on his face as he waited for Cas to fill in the last two words.

One beat merged into another and then another. Cas didn’t finish the sentence; the last two words left hanging heavily in the air unspoken.

Oh God.

‘He doesn’t want it. He doesn’t want to marry me,’ Dean panicked, tears stinging his eyes as the realization set in. What had he just gone and done? He’d just ruined their entire relationship because he thought Cas’ teasing meant something that it didn’t. Cas didn’t want to get married; didn’t want to be Dean’s husband. Maybe he didn’t want Dean at all? Was any of this real? Did Cas love him as much as he loved Cas? Or was it all just Dean’s longing projecting on the angel because he wanted him so badly it ached in every part of his soul?

Snapping the box shut, Dean quickly attempted to get to his feet; mind rushing to come up with something, anything, to say so he could brush this off and pretend it hadn’t happened.

But then Cas was lurching himself at Dean, sending them both into the sand as Cas’ hands scrambled to grasp hold of Dean’s shirt as he dragged him closer.

“Yes! Dean, yes!” Cas gasped, dragging Dean into a crashing desperate kiss; both of their knees planted into the sand as Cas pulled Dean closer closer closer.

Dean let out a sound of surprise, half fumbling the box as he wrapped his arms around Cas in shock. Did… did Cas just say yes?

Pulling back, Dean broke off the kiss with a breathless laugh. “Was that a yes?”

“Oh God yes,” Cas cried, chasing Dean’s mouth into another breathtaking kiss. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” Cas emphasized each word with a kiss that left Dean feeling dizzy.

Sucking in a lungful of salty ocean air, Dean felt like he was floating out to sea. “You didn’t finish the sentence. I was waiting for you to say ‘marry me’, and when you didn’t, I thought you didn’t want me,” Dean said, yanking the box back open so he could pull the gold band out.

“I tried. I couldn’t remember the words. I didn’t think you’d want me like that… as your husband. You just… surprised me,” Cas said, swallowing thickly as he reached up with shaky hands to cup Dean’s jaw. “Marry me?” he said, finally finishing what Dean had started to say.

Grasping the ring with shaky hands, Dean snagged Cas’ left hand and slipped the ring onto his finger. “There it is. That’s what I was waiting for,” Dean said, bringing Cas’ left hand up to his mouth so he could press his lips against the cool metal band.

“We’re gonna be husbands,” Cas breathed out in awe, tears glazing his eyes as he leaned in to kiss Dean again. “I love you,” he said against Dean’s lips, kissing him soft and slow.

“I love you more, my fiancé,” Dean said, laughing blissfully into the kiss as Cas pressed the engagement ring against the back of Dean’s neck; pulling Dean even closer.

Finally. This time it was real. They were getting married, and Dean couldn’t wait to call Cas his husband.

#destiel #dailydestieldelights #spnvalentinesgiftexchange #spn #supernatural #useranny #useralison #becauseofthebowties #userdorksinlove #userbon #archervale #alivedean #usermoogs #usertabitha #thisisapaige #greatcometcas #bluefirecas #spxcekya #scottstiles #creativecaviar

[abbacchiosbelt]

This event is so cute! Can I do a fluffy one with Jotaro please?

"Why wont you tell me where we're going?"

Thank you and thanknyou for running this blog youre absolutely lovely.

Jotaro, like usual, doesn't respond with actual words - he just grunts in response to your question. You shrug to yourself and resign to the fact that you wouldn't know where you were going until you actually got there.

Jotaro had asked you to go on a walk a few minutes earlier, mumbling something about the weather being nice. He was right, too. The air was balmy and the sea breeze from the ocean near your home left you feeling refreshed. It was easy to focus on the scenery instead of wondering where you were going, though you still couldn't help but be curious.

Your question is answered when Jotaro makes a turn towards the beach, still saying nothing. He leads you onto the sand and you're surprised to see two beach towels set up next to your beach bag. Jotaro takes his shoes off and sticks his hand out for yours, ignoring the surprise on your face. It takes you a second to process, but you follow his lead and remove your shoes, watching curiously as Jotaro tucks them neatly beside the beach bag.

He sits down on the towel and motions for you to join him, a light flush painting his face. In the golden light of the sunset, he looked particularly beautiful, his aquamarine eyes shining. When he notices you staring, he huffs, calling forth Star Platinum and using his Stand to deposit you on the blanket.

The Stand lets out a fond 'ora!' before retreating back, and you can't help but giggle after the surprise of being plopped onto the blanket by him.

"Thank you, Star," you say, glancing at Jotaro. His cheeks grow even pinker. You decide to give him a break and change the subject. "So, are you finally going to tell me why we're here?" You lean back against the blanket and glance towards him. "Not that I mind a beach trip."

Jotaro pulls his hat down over his eyes, looking away from you towards the ocean. "The sunset... It's supposed to be..." He pauses, looking for the right word. He goes for something simple. "It's going to be beautiful tonight. I wanted you... to see it with me."

The warmth that blooms in your heart makes you want to smother him in a hug, but you know it'd be too much right now - instead, you slide your hand over and wait for him to link his fingers through yours. Jotaro does, glancing at you with one side of his lip quirked up.

Nothing else needed to be said - the quiet moment was enough.

#ask event #ask box event #my writing #jotaro kujo #jotaro kujo x reader #fluff #here's the last of the character interaction asks!! they were really fun :)

[kookiesbuckethat]

 there are no mistakes | part 2

Namjoon x f!reader

Genre: fluff + angst

WC: 11.1k

Author’s note: i wasn’t planning on writing a part 2 but @rjsmochii this is for u and anyone else who wanted a part 2!! <3

part 1

When your sweet tooth was finally satisfied, you two get up from your seats, walking over to the counter to pay. Namjoon takes his card out to give to the cashier but you quickly stop him. “You don’t have to,” you say as you rummage through your bag for your wallet. He places his hand on your arm, halting your movements, “I want to,” he tells you with a reassuring smile. He hands the cashier his card, and you pout as you watch them scan his card. He chuckles at your expression, patting your head, “I’m the one who invited you here, stop frowning.”

You turn your head away with a huff. “I’m not frowning,” you mumble, crossing your arms in defiance, but it just makes you look like a stubborn child. He jokingly rolls his eyes at you, grabbing ahold of your hand as you exit the cafe. Your anger quickly fades as it’s replaced by shyness. Glancing at you from the corner of his eye, he finds it cute how your cheeks turn pink every time he does something as simple as holding your hand or hugging you.

“Where are we going now?” you ask curiously as he pulls you along. “The National Museum of Korea. It has an amazing art exhibit you must see,” he says with a smile. You weren’t much of an art enthusiast, but seeing the excited smile on Namjoon’s face was enough for you to want to check it out. He guides you through the museum as he was already familiar with the place, having visited many times before. He shows you all of his favourite pieces, explaining what each one meant to him, and you find yourself falling for him even more. You already knew he was a beautiful person, inside and out, but his passion for art proved it to you once more.

You take pictures of him with a painting of sunset for him to post later on Twitter for ARMY. “Do you want me to take a picture of you too?” he offers. You nod, taking his spot next to the artwork as you swap positions. Snapping a picture of you next to the beautiful painting, Namjoon shows you the picture with a grin, “I’m not sure which one is the piece of art.” You blush and smack him on the shoulder, hurriedly walking to the next exhibit while you try to calm down your burning face. He laughs at how easy it is to make you flustered as he follows you into the next room. 

After walking through the museum, marvelling at the art and enjoying each other’s company, he takes you to your next destination. “What’s next?” you ask as look up at Namjoon. “We just spent a lot of time indoors looking at paintings, so I thought it’d be nice to get some fresh air and go to the beach?” he says, unsure if that was something you wanted to do. Your face lights up as you grab his hand and pull him along excitedly. “Hurry up! What are we waiting for?” you say, eager to go to the beach. 

He laughs at your childish nature, relieved that you seemed more than pleased with his idea. He resists as you pull him along, and you turn back at him in confusion. “The beach is the other way,” he says with a chuckle, pointing behind him. “Oh, my bad,” you say with an embarrassed laugh. “Let’s go,” he says with a smile.

Namjoon planned the day out perfectly, and by the time you reach the beach, the sun was starting to set. As the beach comes into view, you can hear the sound of crashing waves, and you can smell the salty ocean water. The sky was painted a gradient of many different colours, and the sunset reflected off the water’s surface. “Wow,” you breathe out. The sunset painting in the museum was amazing, but this sunset was the most incredible thing you’ve ever seen. Your eyes shine brightly as you stare out at the ocean, your mouth wide in awe as you take in the view. Namjoon had to admit, the view was indeed gorgeous, but it couldn’t compare to your beauty. 

“It’s so beautiful!” you say, turning to him. Words weren’t enough to express how beautiful it was, but one look into his eyes and you knew he understood you. He nods in agreement. “It is,” he says, “But not as beautiful as you.” He could see the pink dusting your cheeks as you turn back to the ocean. You pull your phone out, taking several pictures of the view. A picture wasn’t enough to capture the beauty of the occasion, but you wanted to remember this moment forever. “Stay there,” you tell him as you take a few steps back. You take a picture of the view with Namjoon in the shot. He poses for the picture, forming a big heart over his head. You laugh at the cute poses he strikes. 

Approaching him to show him the pictures, he smiles. “Let me take some of you too,” he insists, already getting in position to take your picture. You weren’t a model like Namjoon, but he couldn’t help but smile as he took your photos. Something about the simplicity of your poses only exaggerated your beauty, complimenting the beautiful sunset in the background.

He flips the camera on your phone to the front camera, moving next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. He takes a few selfies, both of you smiling happily like you didn’t have a care in the world. He turns to face you, placing a quick peck on your cheek. Your eyes grow wide as he snaps the picture, capturing the moment perfectly. Looking at the picture, he chuckles at the shocked expression on your face. “I think this one is my favourite,” he says, teasing you as you try to hide your flustered face. “N-Not fair!” you complain, but you end up setting the picture as your phone’s lock screen.

To end the day off, Namjoon planned to take you to one of the most expensive restaurants in the city. Nearly everything you two have done was something that just friends could do. He wanted to make sure you understood that he liked you more than just a friend, and he thought a romantic dinner at a fancy restaurant would do the job.

Walking into the restaurant, he notices that you look a little uneasy. Do you not like the restaurant? Do you not feel the same way about him? Although he looks calm and put together on the outside, he starts panicking internally, hoping he didn’t fuck everything up. “Is something wrong?” he asks, both out of concern for you and his own anxiousness. “Oh, yeah,” you nod, nervously tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I’ve just never been to a restaurant as fancy as this before,” you say with a laugh to cover up your uneasiness, but he can tell that it’s forced.

He places his hand on your lower back as he guides you to your reserved table, trying to provide you with a sense of comfort. “You have nothing to worry about,” he tells you with a smile, “Just enjoy yourself.” You nod, your lips curling into a small smile as Namjoon’s presence comforts you.

Sitting at the table with your menu in hand, you take a moment to look around the restaurant. Everyone else in the restaurant looked rich and expensive, dressed in formal attire with a noble air surrounding them. As you look back at yourself, you feel out of place. You bury your face in the menu, trying to ignore all the stares you can feel on the back of your head. You couldn’t help but feel self-conscious under everyone’s stares, hyperaware of everything you do. 

Glancing up from his menu, Namjoon can read you like an open book. It wasn’t your fault, but so far, this dinner wasn’t going as he planned. He could tell you were uncomfortable, and honestly, he wasn’t having the time of his life either.  As he stares at you from across the table, he notices all the little things you do when you’re nervous. Your eyes were quickly flitting from your menu to other tables, and you were unconsciously chewing on your bottom lip. He places his menu on the table with a sigh, leaning forward as he places his elbows on the table. Lacing his fingers together, he rests his chin on his hands as he eyes you with a serious but concerned stare. “Do you want to leave?” he asks gently.

You look up at him with wide eyes. “No!” you blurt out almost a bit too loudly. You quickly shrink in your seat, anxiously looking around. When no one seems to notice or care about your outburst, you turn back to Namjoon, a bit more relaxed now. “Sorry, I know there’s nothing for me to worry about,” you apologize for your odd behaviour, but he shakes his head at you. “You don’t have to apologize, I shouldn’t have brought you here without asking first. Should we go somewhere else?” he asks, hoping you would say yes so you guys could get out of there.

“No, no, it’s okay, really,” you tell him with a forced smile. “If you’re uncomfortable then I don’t want to force you to stay,” he says with a frown when you lie to him. “I’m okay,” you insist, “You took the time to make a reservation and everything, I don’t want you to throw it away just because I’m uncomfortable.” His frown only deepens when you downplay your emotions. Even he was uncomfortable, and he was used to restaurants such as these. He could only imagine how uneasy you would feel. 

“Are you sure?” he asks as he stares at you with nothing but concern in his eyes. Your comfort and happiness were his priority and he hoped you trusted him enough to tell him how you honestly felt. When he sees your hesitance to say yes, he continues. “Because honestly, I’d rather have tteokbokki or ramen for dinner. This place is so fancy I don’t even know what half the things on the menu are,” he tells you, and he feels relieved as you laugh at his complaints, a little more relaxed than before.

Placing his hand on top of yours on the table, his dimples appear as he smiles at you warmly. “So let’s get out of here, I can’t stand having to sit up so straight or laugh politely anymore.” You nod eagerly as you stand from your seat, heading back towards the entrance. Feeling everyone’s eyes on you as you stand, you reach for Namjoon’s hand. He gives your hand a comforting squeeze, leading you towards the entrance. He has a quick chat with the waitress before pushing the door open and pulling you out of the restaurant. 

You let out a sigh of relief once you were out of that stuffy restaurant, laughing when he does the same. Even though it was late, the streets were still busy. You swing your intertwined hands as you walk, a content smile on your face as you enjoy the cool evening breeze. He takes his phone out of his pocket with his free hand, dialing Jin’s number. “Hello?” Jin answers. “Hey Hyung, have you guys eaten yet?” Namjoon asks. “Not yet. Yoongi and I were just about to start cooking,” Jin replies, confusion lacing his voice as Namjoon was supposed to be on a date with you. He was about to ask what happened when Namjoon’s voice cuts through the speakers of his phone. “Can you cook for two more? Y/n and I are coming back for dinner.” Jin chuckles, knowing it wasn’t necessary to answer the question. They always cooked extra anyway.

“What happened to that fancy restaurant you reserved? I thought it was the best one around.”Namjoon rubs the back of his neck even though Jin can’t see him, “Yeah that didn’t work out. It was too fancy and just uncomfortable.” Jin holds the phone between his cheek and his shoulder, already starting to prepare dinner. “Yah!” he yells to someone in the background, “Set the table for 2 more people!” he yells before addressing Namjoon. “You better watch out Namjoon, maybe we’ll woo y/n over with our cooking,” he jokes. Namjoon playfully rolls his eyes, “Yeah right Hyung-” he suddenly rips the phone away from his ear. You could hear shouts coming from the phone even though it wasn’t even in speaker mode.

“Is y/n coming?” you hear your name being mentioned, but you’re not sure what the context of the situation was. You raise a questioning eyebrow at Namjoon, but he just smiles before bringing the phone back to his ear, saying a quick thanks and goodbye before hanging up the phone. “I was just letting them know we’ll be joining them for dinner.” You nod and open your mouth as you were about to say something when something catches your eye.

Walking through the city, there were many food stands still open and selling food. “Didn’t you say you wanted tteobokki? Let’s bring some back for everyone!” you suggest as you point to the stand. “Look! There are dumplings too! Tae was telling me how much he likes dumplings when we had dinner yesterday, let’s get some for him too,” you say, already heading towards the stands. Namjoon trails behind you, watching as you order for everyone. His heart is warmed as you pick out many different foods, excited to surprise everyone with their favourites.

He’s about to hand his card to the vendor but you swat his hand away, frowning at him as you give your card instead. “You already paid at the cafe and you’re inviting me over for dinner. I’m paying for this,” you insist, leaving no room for argument. He sighs at your stubborn nature but raises his hands in defeat, putting his card away. The vendor hands the bags of newly purchased street food over to you, but Namjoon takes the bags for you. Feeling useless, you whine out his name, “Namjoon.” He couldn’t resist your puppy dog eyes or the adorable pout of your lips. “Fine, fine,” he laughs breathily, handing over two bags for you to carry. You jump happily, taking the bags from him as you happily skip along. He laughs at how you bounce along despite the added weight of the bags. He admires your determination to help whenever you can, and he can’t help but fall for you even more as you turn around and smile at him, jokingly scolding him for being so slow.

Arriving at their dorm, Namjoon unlocks the door, kicking his shoes off as he steps inside. You follow him in, gently shutting the door behind you. Moments after you take your shoes off, you hear heavy footsteps rapidly approaching you. “Y/n!” Jimin yells happily, and you look up to find the three maknaes racing down the hall. They remind you of little puppies running to welcome their owner home. You barely have enough time to place the bags of food down before they engulf you in a hug. You hug them back as the rest of the boys come out from the living room to say hi.

“We missed you!” Jimin tells you. “Yeah! Namjoon Hyung keeps hogging you,” Jungkook says with a pout. “I missed you guys too!” you say, but they don’t miss the subtle flush of your face at Jungkook’s comment. “What’s this?” Yoongi asks as he picks up the bags to bring them inside. “Dumplings!” Taehyung exclaims as he peers into the bag. “We were passing by some food stands and y/n wanted to buy some for you guys,” he explains with a smile.

Hoseok makes a noise of excitement as he claps happily. “You’re the best y/n!” he tells you. You just laugh, happy that you could do something for them, “It’s no problem!” You bring all the food to the table, which was already set and full of food that Jin and Yoongi cooked together. Taking a seat between Namjoon and Jungkook, you clasp your hands in front of you as look at all the food. “Wow! It looks so delicious!” you compliment them. Yoongi gets flustered by your praise, while Jin just gives you a thumbs up. “Let’s eat!” Jungkook says, excitedly digging in.

Sitting around the table with them, laughing and enjoying the food; it felt like family. But a voice in your head was screaming at you to stop, to not get attached because you were going to have to leave them in less than two days. And in the back of your mind, just barely a whisper, another voice was telling you that even if you didn’t have to leave, they would leave you eventually.

They were global superstars, loved by many around the world. You were ordinary, average. You were always afraid to let people in, as they could walk out of your life whenever they wanted. You were afraid of becoming dependant on others, only to have them disappoint you later on. A sick feeling settles in your stomach, but you push it aside. Just this once, you let them in, because even if it would make your departure more painful, this was the happiest you’ve ever been.

From his seat beside you, Namjoon studies you closely as you suddenly fall quiet, pushing your food around your plate. Your expression was neutral, but there was a small downturn to the corners of your mouth, and your eyes looked troubled, full of fear, worry and pain. His eyebrows furrowed in concern, about to ask you what was wrong when you suddenly sit up, a bright smile suddenly replacing the depressed look that was on your face moments ago. Your sudden movement causes Namjoon to flinch in his seat, blinking at you in confusion.

One moment, you looked like you were about to break down into tears, the next, you looked like you were having the time of your life. He feels relieved as you seem to be back to normal, but he can’t shake the feeling that something was bothering you. He keeps a careful eye on you throughout the rest of dinner, and although you seem happy, there are brief moments where your face falls and you suddenly space out with a faraway look in your eyes.

After you space out for probably the fifth time in less than an hour, Namjoon places a comforting hand on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” he asks, eyes full of concern when you turn to meet his. “Yeah,” you answer shortly, not going out of your way to assure him like you usually would. “Are you sure?” he pushes, not satisfied with your answer. “Yeah, I just,” you pause, unsure if you should tell him. You were upset in the first place because you let yourself grow attached to them, to him, and you didn’t want to let him in even more.

But one glance at his worried face made your resolve crumble within seconds. “I’m just really going to miss you guys,” you confess, your voice watery as you stop yourself from getting emotional. He frowns, hearing the wavering of your voice. After making you cry at the fan sign, he told himself that he never wanted to see you upset ever again. An idea pops up in his head as his face lights up. “Tomorrow’s your last day, right? Do you have any plans?” he asks. You shake your head, curious as to why he was asking.

“Then how about we all go out tomorrow?” he suggests, looking to the rest of the boys for their input. Everyone nods, immediately jumping up to make suggestions on where to go and what to do. As they argue and throw ideas around, Namjoon takes your hand in his, rubbing comforting circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. “I know goodbyes are always hard, but you shouldn’t let that ruin your remaining time here. We should enjoy every day like it’s our last, and when you know it really is your last, that should be even more of a reason to enjoy it to the fullest.”

You take a moment to fully absorb and register his words, before smiling at him brightly. He was right. You should make the most of it while it lasted, and now you were determined to do just that. “Thank you,” you say with a grateful smile. He just nods and he smiles back, glad that you felt better.

“Y/n!” Taehyung suddenly yells, causing you to jump in your seat. “What would you rather do?” Jimin asks as they present their ideas to you, passionately arguing why their idea is better than the other. You laugh awkwardly as they bicker back and forth, not being able to understand anything they’re saying. “We should do pottery! I want to make a new pot, mine got ruined last time!” Taehyung says. “That’s boring! My idea is so much better!” Jimin tells him. “I want to go bungee jumping again!” Jungkook adds in.

“Yah! Y/n won’t even be here by the time the pottery is finished! And this is about what y/n wants, not you!” Jin says, pointing at Jungkook. “Actually,” Hoseok says, rubbing his chin in thought, “Pottery is a good idea. We could make presents for y/n and we could send them to her or give them to her the next time she visits.”

“We’re talking about what we’re going to do with her tomorrow, not what we can do for her later,” Yoongi laughs at their conversation. “Would you like to just come over tomorrow? There are so many places we’d like to take you to, but one day simply isn’t enough time. And after dinner today, I think it’d be better to stay in the comfort of our own home. But if you’d rather go out we, we don’t mind either, it’s just a suggestion,” Namjoon says. “No, that sounds perfect,” you say happily. Just eating dinner with them was one of the highlights of your day, and you realized that it didn’t matter where you were or what you did, as long as you were with them.

Once everyone was full and all the food was eaten or put away, you all move to the living room, piled on the couch to watch tv. Checking your phone, you notice it’s already 1 am. “It’s pretty late, I should probably head back,” you announce as you stand from the couch. “Give me a minute I’ll call the driver,” Namjoon says, standing as well. “Oh no, it’s okay you don’t have to call him. I don’t want to bother him at this time,” you tell Namjoon as he pulls out his phone. He gives you the same look he gave you when he told you he wouldn’t let you walk back from the karaoke place, and you know there’s no convincing him. You just sigh and wait as he dials their driver.

“It’s already late, why don’t you just sleepover?” Hoseok suggests. You raise your eyebrows in surprise. “Are you sure-” you were suddenly interrupted by the three maknaes who excitedly jumped up from the couch. “Yeah! Sleepover!” Jimin yells, holding his fists in the air. “Pillow fight!” Jungkook yells, already grabbing a pillow from the couch and smacking Jin with it. You watch as the whole living room breaks into chaos, Jungkook and Jin were smacking each other with pillows while Jimin and Taehyung were chasing Hoseok around the room. Yoongi was still laying on the couch, groaning when someone’s pillow went astray and hit him in the stomach.

Seeing the shocked look on your face, Namjoon assumes you may not want to stay because of how exhausting the boys could be, he would know. “It’s okay if you don’t want to-” he starts, but he’s cut off as you grab a pillow from the couch, turning around and smacking him in the face with it. You laugh loudly, jumping over the couch to get away from him. He remains frozen in surprise, but he snaps out of it when he hears you laughing at him. He grabs a pillow off the couch before chasing after you. You laugh as you run from him, hiding behind Jimin. “Help me!” you yell playfully at him and Taehyung. 

They suddenly stop chasing Hoseok, turning to Namjoon with their pillows. “Don’t worry y/n! We’ll protect you!” Jimin tells you, defensively facing the leader with his pillow. Namjoon cries out a loud battle cry, taking on the two 95′s. You let out a yelp when arms suddenly wrap around your waist from behind, causing you to drop your pillow in surprise. Jungkook lifts you off the ground, pulling you away from the scene. “I got her Hyung!” he yells to Namjoon. “You traitor!” Taehyung yells at him over his shoulder as he fights Namjoon off.

Jin suddenly appears, whacking Jungkook in the face, causing him to let go of you. Jin wasn’t on either team, he was just settling his fight with the maknae. Defenceless without a pillow, you run and crouch behind the back of the couch. Your eyes widen when you find Hoseok also hiding behind the couch before you hide next to him, trying to stifle your giggles. You can hear all the smacks of the pillows as well as their laughter as you hide behind the couch with Hoseok, trying to catch your breath. Hoseok’s eyes suddenly go wide as he yells while pointing at something behind you.

Turning around in surprise, Namjoon pulls you into his chest, falling back onto the couch with you on top of him. He wraps his arms around your waist to prevent you from escaping, as he yells out of breath, “I win!” Everyone drops their pillows, falling onto the floor as they were too exhausted to move back to the couch. You laugh as you look up at Namjoon who was practically panting from working so hard to catch you. He moves one arm from your waist, hitting you lightly over the head with a pillow. “Now we’re even,” he says between breaths. You laugh at his worn out state, accepting the draw.

Everyone collapsed where they were sitting, laying on their backs on the floor. All that could be heard was everyone’s heavy breathing and Yoongi’s snores. You didn’t understand how he could sleep through all of it. Soon, everyone’s eyes started to flutter shut, exhausted from the pillow fight. Feeling the steady rise and fall of Namjoon’s chest, you look up at him to see find him out cold. You giggle before climbing off his chest. You look around the room to find everyone else dead asleep. Even though they said they had a few days off, you have no doubt that they were still working hard even while on a break. You shake your head as you cross the living room, careful not to step on anyone as you make your way through.

You don’t want them to sleep on the floor, but you know you can’t carry seven grown men back to their beds. Instead, you make your way down the hall and open one of the doors. As expected, it was a bedroom. You quickly go in, grabbing a pillow and blanket from each room and bringing it back to the living room. You gently lift each boy’s head, placing a pillow underneath before draping a blanket over them.

Namjoon stirs awake as you lay a blanket on top of him. “Y/n?” he mumbles, opening one eye to look at you. “Sorry, did I wake you?” you apologize. He shakes his head, lifting one side of the blanket up to let you in. You gladly accept his invitation, cuddling up next to him on the couch as he makes sure the blanket covers the both of you. You feel secure as he wraps his arms around you, and you fall asleep as soon as your head hits his chest. Namjoon looks around the room to find everyone sleeping on the floor, and he smiles when he sees that you tucked everyone in. He gently pushes your hair out of your face, placing a feather light kiss on your forehead. “Good night y/n,” he whispers, “I love you.”

Yoongi is the first to wake up the next morning around 10 am. Still half asleep, he moves to the edge of the couch to get up when he steps on something squishy. “Ai!” he yells in shock, his eyes now wide open as he scans the room and realizes that everyone else slept on the floor. Hoseok groans as Yoongi’s foot connects with his stomach, rolling over before falling back asleep.  “Sorry,” he mumbles before getting up, this time careful not to step on anybody. His yelp wakes Jin and Jimin who were now sitting up on the floor. “Why are you yelling?” Jin grumbles while Jimin was still in the process of waking up. 

Namjoon stretches his arms above his head before looking down at you. “Good morning,” he greets you with a smile, gently smoothing down your hair. “Good morning,” you say with a yawn. He chuckles at your sleepy state, gently combing his fingers through your hair. He could get used to waking up to you in the morning.

Taehyung sits up, complaining about his neck. “My neck hurts” he whines while rubbing his neck. Although you didn’t understand what he said, you could guess from his tone and actions that he was sore from sleeping on the floor. “Sorry about that. I didn’t want you guys to sleep on the floor but I couldn’t carry you guys,” you say, feeling guilty. “It’s not your fault,” Yoongi says as he comes back from the bathroom, “It’s their fault for falling asleep on the floor.” You laugh at how merciless Yoongi seemed, but you know he’s an actual softie for all of them, especially the younger ones.

“Where did these blankets come from?” Hoseok asks, getting up. “Y/n went to go get them for you guys last night,” Namjoon tells them. “Thanks y/n!” Jimin smiles gratefully at you, to which you just smile back. You felt like they didn’t have to thank you, it was the least you could do since they slept on the floor because you were sleeping over. “Yah! Wake up!” Jin yells at Jungkook, smacking him with a pillow and finally getting revenge for last night.

Everyone got ready for the day, heading into their rooms to change out of their clothes from yesterday, but you were in the kitchen preparing breakfast since you didn’t bring a change of clothes. “Y/n?” Namjoon calls as he pokes his head into the kitchen. “Hm?” you hum in response. “Do you want to change? You can borrow some of my clothes,” he offers. You were still in your clothes from your date with Namjoon yesterday, and you felt overdressed compared to the rest of the boys who were now wearing casual, comfy clothes. “Actually, yeah, that would be nice,” you answer. “I’ll leave some clothes for you in my room. You can go change in there whenever you’re ready,” he tells you.

You nod even though he can’t see you, “Okay thank you!” You place the knife down and wash your hands before heading into Namjoon’s room. You find a sweatshirt and a pair of sweat pants on his bed, and you take them into his bathroom to change into. You stare at yourself in the mirror once you were dressed. He was much taller than you, so his clothes were big on you and practically engulfed your form. The sleeves went way past your hands, and you had to be careful not to trip on his pants that were trailing the floor. But you didn’t mind, it was soft and warm, and it smelled like him. Smiling at yourself in the mirror, you head back into the kitchen to find Jin and Yoong picking up where you left off.

“You can go join them in the living room if you want, we can handle it,” Jin tells you, but you shake your head. “Can I help you guys?” you ask. The corner of Yoongi’s mouth lifts slightly as he nods. “Of course.” You smile happily before joining them at the counter, helping them prepare breakfast for the rest of the boys. The ones who weren’t cooking set the table and brought the food out. Namjoon freezes in the doorway of the kitchen when he spots you, causing Hoseok to run into his back. His heart skips a beat when he sees you in the kitchen, wearing his clothes. They were a few sizes too big on you, but he swears they’ve never looked better. Seeing you cooking for him along with his brothers, he couldn’t help but imagine settling down with you. Is this a sight he would wake up to every day?

“Namjoon?” Hoseok asks in confusion, shaking Namjoon out of his thoughts. “Oh, sorry,” Namjoon mumbles, clearing his throat. You spot Namjoon when you turn around, and you skip over to him. “Thanks for letting me borrow your clothes! They’re so comfy!” you tell him, having never worn such expensive threads. “No problem. They look good on you,” he says with a smile. You just smile back before helping bring the food to the table.

You spend the rest of the doing various things with the boys. You all played Just Dance after eating breakfast before the maknae line took you to Jungkook’s room to play video games. After playing for a couple of hours, Taehyung pulled you along to his room, showing you his tie collection and some of his favourite outfits. Hoseok also showed you his room and all the figures he’s been collecting. After lunch, you baked a few treats with Jin and Yoongi since they do more cooking than baking, while you did quite the opposite. Despite the little experience they had, the desserts came out great, and you promised to teach them more recipes when you came back. You were currently snacking on the baked goods with the rest of the boys as you all sat in the living room watching a movie.

“What time is your flight tomorrow?” Namjoon asks once the end credits start rolling. “Noon,” you answer shortly, not wanting to think about it. “Can we take you to the airport? So we can say goodbye?” Jimin asks with puppy dog eyes that he knows you can’t resist, although it’s not like you were going to say no anyway. “Of course,” you tell him with a smile.

It was already late, and you had to get your things ready for tomorrow. “I’ll bring y/n back now,” Namjoon announces, standing from the couch. You follow him to the door before realizing, “Wait! I’m still in your clothes.” He places his hand on the small of your back, holding you in place, “It’s alright, you can keep them.” You look at him unsure, but he assures you that it’s okay, “So you have something to remember me by.”

Even though you were going to see them tomorrow, you feel sad as you say goodbye to them before leaving their dorm. And even though you didn’t do anything extraordinary today, it was a day you would never forget. There was something special about staying at home and just enjoying each other’s company. It just felt right. They felt like family, and they made you feel like you belonged. It was ironic, how being away from home, in a different country with people you met two days ago, was the most at home you’ve ever felt. And a certain sadness washed over you when you realized you had to leave it all behind.

You nod, following him out the door. The drive to your hotel is silent, your hand clasped in his as you stare out the window. There was so much to be said, but neither of you were ready to come to terms with the fact that you were leaving. Walking you up to your room like last time, you two stand outside your door to say goodbye. “We’ll come to pick you up around 10:30 tomorrow. The traffic in Seoul can be pretty bad sometimes,” he tells you. You simply nod, not really in the mood to talk.

Namjoon feels conflicted. He doesn’t want to leave you alone when he knows you’re hurting, but he knows there’s not much he can do about it. Seeing that you clearly didn’t want to talk, he just pulls you into a hug, rubbing your back as he comforts you with actions instead of words. He wanted to say so many things to you. To tell you how much he loves you, to make things official. But he couldn’t. He had only met you a few days ago, and you were leaving in a day. So he holds it all in even though his heart is yearning to tell you.

You wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in his chest as you breathe in his scent. Normally, Namjoon could always calm you down. It didn’t matter how big or small the problem was, it felt like he was all you needed. But now, he just reminded you how he was all you needed, but you couldn’t have him.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then. Good night y/n,” he says with a tight smile. “Good night,” you whisper before you walk into your room, closing the door behind you. Unable to hold back your tears anymore, you lean back against the door, sliding down until you reach the floor. Bringing your knees up to your chest, you cry. You cry because you don’t want to leave them, you cry because you love him so much, and you cry because it’s not fair. Why were they put in your life, and why did you have to fall in love with him only for it all to be taken away? You always tried to find the good in the bad, but you simply couldn’t bear the pain of leaving them.

When Namjoon arrives back home, the apartment is so silent you would think no one was home. Since the day first met you, they all knew you would have to go back home, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. No one had to say it because they all felt it. Your home was here, with them, with Namjoon, and they didn’t want to see you go.

The next morning, you wake up early to pack your things. You didn’t have the motivation to do anything last night, simply showering before hopping into bed. You pick out clothes to wear before you pack all your things so you don’t have to go back into your suitcase later. You want something comfy for the long flight home. As you look at all your clothes, neatly folded and laid out to be packed, your eyes land on Namjoon’s clothes. They were no doubt the comfiest clothes you’ve ever worn, but on top of that, they smelled like him. There was no doubt you would be missing them the whole flight home, so at least his scent could comfort you on your lonely trip back.

You put on a pair of your own pants since his were impractically long, but you throw his sweatshirt over your head. You pack the rest of your clothes away, finally done clearing the hotel room of your belongings. You know you should eat something before the long flight, but you don’t have an appetite. So once again, you settle for a large cup of coffee. Sitting at the table while sipping on your drink, you hear a knock at your door. 

Looking at your phone, your brows furrow in confusion. It was only 9 am, so they shouldn’t be here yet. You get up to answer the door, opening it to find all the boys smiling at you, holding a few paper bags. “Good morning y/n!” Jimin brightly greets you from behind Taehyung’s shoulder. “Good morning?” you didn’t mean for it to come out that way. You were glad to see them, you were just confused as to why they were here so early. “Sorry, I hope we didn’t wake you up,” Namjoon smiles apologetically. You shake your head, “No, it’s okay. I was already awake.”

He nods before holding a bag he was holding out to you, “We went to go pick up some food from that cafe we went to yesterday. I hope you don’t mind.” Namjoon knew you better than you thought, and he wasn’t about to let you get on a 12 hour flight without breakfast. “Of course not,” you say, opening the door wider for them, “Thank you. Please, come in.” They all walk into your room, placing the bags on your table. Your room was only meant for one, two at most, so the table wasn’t nearly big enough to fit eight people. Everyone was scattered around the room, some at the table, some on the couch, and the rest on your bed.

The morning was quite serene. You guys didn’t laugh or fool around like usual, instead just eating peacefully, enjoying each other’s company and the complete feeling you got only when you were all together. Finishing up, you clear the room one more time before grabbing your luggage. “Okay,” you breathe out, “I’m ready to go.” You pull your luggage down the hall and Namjoon wordlessly takes the handle from your hand, passing it to his other hand before holding your hand. Normally, you would complain and tell him you can handle it, but you allow it this time.

By the time you arrive at the airport, you had about half an hour until your flight. You arrive at your gate, taking a seat on the chairs as you wait for your flight to be called. “So,” Jin starts, “When will you be coming back?” he asks, hopeful that you were planning to come see them again. “You’ll come see us again, right y/n?” Jungkook asks with his big doe eyes. You ruffle his hair with a chuckle, “Of course,” you tell him with a smile. “I’d like to come back as soon as possible, but it might be a while until I can afford another trip,” you say, your smile falling.

“Don’t worry about that, we’ll get you a ticket for our next concert,” Yoongi tells you. “We’ll pay for your flight too!” Hoseok chirps. “What?” you blurt out, “Absolutely not. Just because we’re friends doesn’t mean I’m going to let you guys pay for me.” They frown, and you feel guilty for sounding so harsh. “You guys work hard for your money. It’s not fair to you guys,” you say more gently this time.

“But we want to see you,” Taehyung whines sadly. “If it means we get to see you sooner, it’s really not a big deal to us,” Namjoon reassures you, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder. “It’s a big deal to me,” you mumble, looking at the floor. Maybe to them, it wasn’t a lot of money because they had so much of it. But to you, it was a lot. You had to work hard to afford a plane ticket, and they had to work hard too. They were just so used to working extremely hard all the time that it’s not a big deal to them anymore. But it matters to you, and you don’t want them to spend their hard earned money on you, no matter how badly you want to see them too.

“It sounds like you don’t want to come see us again,” Namjoon says jokingly, but there’s a small fear in him, in all of them, that maybe you didn’t want to come back. “No!” you say immediately, not wanting them to believe that for a second. “It’s not like that, I just,” you pause, unsure how to explain how you felt. “It feels like I’m using you,” you admit quietly.

Namjoon wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer so you can lean your head on his shoulder. “We don’t offer to do these things for just anybody. Trust us to know whether someone is using us or not,” he says. “You gave away the one concert ticket you had to a stranger, I’m pretty sure you’re not the kind of person to use somebody for their money,” he adds.

“If you don’t come see us, we’ll just come see you,” Yoongi says, almost nonchalantly, “So it’s better if you let us buy just one ticket for you rather than seven tickets for us.” You laugh at how he could sound so cold when the meaning of his words was so warm. “Please y/n! I really want you to see us perform!” Jungkook begs you like a child asking their mom to buy them a toy from the store. The younger ones saw you like an older sister, and they wanted you to see them perform and be proud of them. You felt your resolve slowly crumbling as the younger three looked at you with such big, pleading eyes.

“Fine,” you say with a sigh, finally caving in. “But you have to let me pay you back eventually. And I’m bringing a whole bunch of presents back for you guys,” you say, stubbornly crossing your arms to let them know it’s non-negotiable. They nod, happy to agree to anything as long as you come back to them. Suddenly, a voice comes over the speakers, calling for you to board the plane.

Namjoon sees the sadness swirling in your eyes as you stand from your seat. They pull you into one last group hug as a few tears escape you, soaking into Namjoon’s shirt. When Namjoon doesn’t let go of you, the others step back, giving you two some space. He pulls away just enough to gently wipe away your tears. He takes your face between his hands, looking down at you with eyes full of nothing but love and fondness as you try your hardest to stop your tears from falling.

He leans in, placing his lips on yours as more tears stream down your cheeks. No words are needed as you can feel all the love and unsaid words between you two through that kiss. You finally break apart, staring deeply into each other’s eyes. “Please don’t cry,” he says, drying your tears again, “We’ll see you soon, I promise.” You nod as the speaker gives a warning for the last call. Giving them one last smile through your tears, “I love you guys, so much,” you tell them. “We love you too,” they return with sad smiles on all their faces, “We’ll see you soon.” You nod, their words planting a new hope in your chest for when you can return. You turn around and start walking towards the gate, not looking back in fear that if you did, you wouldn’t be able to leave. 

They watch your back until you disappear through the door and they can no longer see you. Wordlessly, they all move to the big glass wall to see your plane, hoping to spot you in one of the windows even though they know it’s extremely unlikely. Once your plane has taken off, Hoseok pats Namjoon’s back comfortingly. They were all sad that you had to go, but they knew their leader had it harder than them, so they tried to be strong for him.

As the plane takes off, you stare blankly out the window. Watching the city of Seoul grow smaller as you get farther and farther away. When you can no longer see it, you curl up in your seat, nuzzling into the collar of Namjoon’s sweater. With nothing to comfort you except your memories and his faint scent, your eyes flutter shut, dreaming of the time you can return to Seoul.

Although you wanted nothing more than to be with Namjoon and the rest of the boys, what used to be a sharp pain in your chest has now dumbed down into a dull ache. It wasn’t easy, but the daily texts and frequent video calls got you through it. Some people may not be satisfied with such a relationship, but it meant so much more to you when you knew how busy their schedule was, yet he still found the time for you.

Even though it’s only been a few months, it felt like years since you’ve seen them. But you were finally heading back to Korea for their concert. Their concert was still a week away, but you were arriving early to surprise Namjoon for his birthday. You knew how much they loved food, so you brought a full suitcase of foods that were hard to get a hold of in Korea, along with other more personal gifts for each of the members.

Jin, Yoongi and Jungkook were waiting to pick you up from the airport. All of the members wanted to be there to welcome you back, but they knew they couldn’t or else Namjoon would be suspicious. After a few rounds of rock paper scissors, these three came out victorious. Jin and Yoongi used the excuse of going grocery shopping for Namjoon’s birthday dinner, while Jungkook was supposedly just tagging along to help his Hyungs. After buying said groceries, they were patiently waiting for you to arrive.

It takes you a while to spot them at the airport as they covered their faces with hats, sunglasses and masks, but you could recognize them anywhere. Jungkook’s habit of using random items as weights also helps them stand out quite a bit. You quickly approach them, excitedly waving at them to grab their attention. “Y/n!” Jungkook exclaims when he notices you running to them.

When you reach them, you jump into Jungkook’s arms. You laugh happily as he lifts you up, spinning you around. When he places you down, you bounce over to Yoongi. He raises his hand to give you a wave, but you go in for a hug. He chuckles, lazily wrapping his arms around your waist as he gently pats your back. You turn to Jin, wrapping your arms around his waist as you hug him tightly. “Welcome back Y/n,” he says, patting your head as he smiles fondly at you. 

“I missed you guys,” you say, unable to contain your happiness as your smile stretches from ear to ear. “We missed you too! And so do the others!” Jungkook says, grinning his bunny smile. “Speaking of the others, they’re all back at home. We shouldn’t keep them waiting” Jin mentions, taking your suitcase for you. “Let’s go!” Jungkook says, eagerly pulling you along to the van, Yoongi and Jin trailing behind you with your luggage. In the van, Jungkook excitedly tells you about everything going on, updating you on anything you missed. He seems so excited to surprise Namjoon, almost a little too excited. But you brush it off, assuming he was just happy since it’s been such a long time.

Little did you know, you weren’t the only one with a surprise. Namjoon didn’t know that you were arriving early, however, he was planning on asking you out and making it official whenever you arrived. The boys knew of both your secrets and they were excited to see it all happen.

Arriving at their dorm, you become restless as Yoongi unlocks the door. Even though you guys kept in touch while you were gone, it’s been so long since you’ve seen him that you had millions of butterflies in your stomach. Seeing your nervousness, Jin gently nudges you forward through the doorway. You stand by the front door, hidden behind Jin’s broad shoulders as Namjoon pokes his head into the hallway. “You guys are back,” he observes, walking over to help them carry the bags in. 

His brows furrow in confusion when he sees the suitcase in Jin’s hand. “You brought a suitcase?” he asks in confusion. “And one more thing,” Jin says with a smirk as he steps aside to reveal you. You give him a small wave, “Happy birthday Namjoon!” you say with a bright smile. His eyes go wide, and he remains frozen in his spot until he realizes that this isn’t a dream; You’re finally here. “Y/n!” he says, finally snapping out of the shock before he takes big strides towards you, pulling you into a warm hug.

He buries his face in your hair, breathing in your scent to make sure you’re really here. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, nuzzling into his chest. “I missed you so much,” he breathes out. Hearing Namjoon call out your name, the rest of the members come tumbling down the hall. “Y/n!” Jimin and Taehyung call out. You peek over Namjoon’s shoulder to see the two 95s racing towards you.

You open your arms for them and they gladly run into your arms. “You’re finally here!” Hoseok says from behind them. “You guys knew about this?” Namjoon asks. “No, we just decided to stop by the airport today and happened to see y/n,” Yoongi says sarcastically. Namjoon chuckles before wrapping his arms around your waist from behind, placing a chaste kiss on your lips. “I can’t believe you’re here,” he says with a smile, staring into your eyes. You giggle at the dazed look in his eyes before Yoongi grabs your sleeve, pulling you out of Namjoon’s grip and into the kitchen.

“You guys can be in love later, y/n needs to help us in the kitchen,” Jin says, trailing behind you and Yoongi. “Wait!” Hoseok calls out, causing Yoongi to pause and look back at him, “She just got back. She must be tired, let her rest.” Your heart is warmed by the concern in Hoseok’s voice, forgetting just how caring they were.

“It’s okay! I’m not tired at all,” you reassure him with a bright smile, “Namjoon’s birthday only lasts a day and I’m already late. Sleep can wait!” you tell him before pulling Yoongi and Jin into the kitchen. Hoseok frowns, still concerned for your health, but their worries are soon washed away when they see just how much energy you have. You were smiling and laughing happily the whole time, practically bouncing around the kitchen. Your body probably was tired and jet-lagged, but the only thing you could focus on was how happy you were to be back.

As Jin and Yoongi prepare dinner, you start making batter for Namjoon’s birthday cake. As promised, you came back with more recipes for them to try, including a cake recipe. Once the cake was baked and cooled, you go to search for the maknaes. Hearing them yell at their video games from down the hall, you knock on Jungkook’s door. “Jungkook?” you call. You hear some shuffling before he opens the door, Taehyung and Jimin sitting on the floor behind him with controllers in their hands. 

“Do you guys want to decorate the cake?” you ask, knowing that Jungkook was quite the artist, and Taehyung was interested in art as well. “Yes!” Taehyung excitedly jumps up from his seat on the floor in front of the television. They hurriedly turn the console off, throwing their controllers onto Jungkook’s bed. You chuckle as they scramble to clean up. “Just come to the kitchen when you’re done, I’ll go get everything ready,” you say as you walk back to the kitchen.

You see Namjoon leaning on the wall next to the kitchen, waiting for you. He tries to follow you into the kitchen but you block his path. “I love you, but you can’t come in. It would ruin the surprise!” you tell him as he pouts at you like a sad puppy. “We’ll be done soon, I promise,” you tell him as he reluctantly goes back to the couch with Hoseok. It was rare to see the childish side of Namjoon come out, as he always felt like he had to be a responsible leader around the members. Watching your interaction, his Hyungs were glad that he found someone like you, someone he could relax and be himself around.

You have Jimin and Taehyung help you construct the cake, spreading the icing on each layer of cake before stacking them on top of each other. Meanwhile, Jungkook practices piping designs and writing with a piping bag full of icing. Jimin meticulously works on the cake, making sure the cake was stacked perfectly and the icing was smooth. Taehyung eventually went to go bother Jin and Yoongi while they were cooking, trying to get a bite of food before dinner.

Jungkook piped the edges and the base of the cake beautifully, finishing it off with “Happy birthday Namjoon!” on the top in neat letters. You hold the fridge doors open for him as he places the cake inside, smiling proudly at his work. You give all of them a pat on the head, praising them and thanking them for their help. They bask in your praise before heading into the living room. “Do you guys need help?” you ask Jin and Yoongi, but Yoongi waves you off. “You worked hard, go rest,” Yoongi tells you, remembering Hoseok’s words.

The exhaustion of the flight was starting to catch up to you, so you nod, walking out of the kitchen. You sluggishly enter the living room where Namjoon was sitting on the couch watching Hoseok and the maknaes play a board game around the coffee table. Seeing you enter the room, Namjoon motions for you to come over. Seeing your exhausted state, he lays down on the couch, pulling you onto his chest. You snuggle into his chest with a content smile, already being lulled to sleep by the warmth radiating from him.

He places a light kiss on your head. “Take a nap, you deserve it,” he whispers as he strokes your hair, making you fall asleep instantly. He can’t help but stare as you sleep peacefully on his chest. It reminds him of the last time you spent the night here when you all fell asleep in the living room and you were laying with him just like this. It just felt right, your bodies fit together perfectly like two pieces of a puzzle.

Even though the boys are quite loud as they play, yelling whenever they roll an unwanted number, you somehow sleep through it all. You must’ve been so tired and Namjoon didn’t want to wake you up, but you had to eat. He gently shakes you awake, “Y/n,” he calls out quietly, “Dinner’s ready.” You sit up, rubbing your eyes as you let out a yawn. “Come on sleepyhead,” he says as he places his hand on your lower back, guiding you to the dining table.

You take a seat, still half asleep, but as soon as the delicious smell of the food hits your nose, you snap awake. Looking at everything on the table, you turn to Jin and Yoongi. “Everything looks so good!” you tell them, suddenly bright and energetic. Everyone laughs at how your mood can change so suddenly simply because of food, but then again, who doesn’t love food?

You enjoy a meal together, catching up on everything you missed during the few months you were back home. Once everyone is done eating, you get up to bring the plates back to the kitchen, but Hoseok stops you, placing a hand on your shoulder and gently pushing you back into your seat. “You already cooked, we’ll clean,” he tells you with a smile. “But I didn’t cook!” you stubbornly argue back. Yoongi rolls his eyes at you from across the table, “Whatever. You helped in the kitchen so you don’t have to clean.” 

You stick your tongue out at him, wanting to help when another idea pops into your head. “I’ll go get the cake then!” you announce as you stand from your seat once again, but this time Namjoon pulls you back down. “You baked the cake, they’ll get it once they’re done the dishes,” he tells you. You pout in your seat, but Namjoon just chuckles, patting you on the head. “Just relax babe,” he tells you, causing you to get flustered by the pet name. You turn your head away from him, pretending to be mad when you were really just trying to hide your red cheeks.

“I’d tell Namjoon to go get the cake, but knowing him, he’d probably drop it!” Jin says, laughing loudly. Yoongi smirks, crossing his arms as he leans back in his chair. Once the other boys stacked all the plates and bowls in the sink, Jungkook takes the cake out of the fridge as Jimin and Taehyung grab the plates and forks. Hoseok places the candles on the cake, lighting them before motioning for Jungkook to bring the cake to the table as he follows him out with a knife to cut the cake.

Jungkook walks out with the cake, and you all start singing happy birthday. Jungkook places the cake in front of Namjoon, and he stares at you as he makes his wish before blowing out the candles. Everyone claps once he blows out all the candles, and Hoseok cuts the cake and distributes a slice to everyone. “Mmm!” Jungkook says, taking a bite of his slice, “It’s good!” You giggle at him as he has icing on his face “Thank you,” you laugh out, wiping the icing off his face, “You guys did a great job decorating it!”

As everyone enjoys the cake, Namjoon places his hand on your thigh, looking at you with a fond smile. “Thank you for the cake, and for everything. This has been the best birthday ever,” he tells you as he leans in to place a kiss on your cheek, “I love you.” You smile at him when pulls away. “Happy birthday Namjoon,” you say, “I love you too.”

It was finally the day of the concert, and it was finally the day Namjoon would put his surprise in motion. He almost couldn’t wait and was going to surprise you the day you arrived, but he planned everything out and he wasn’t going to let his eagerness ruin it. 

Everyone was doing their own thing, relaxing before heading out for the concert. You were sitting on the couch with Taehyung and Jin, watching an animation. Namjoon pokes his head into the living room. “Y/n?” he calls out. “Hm?” you turn to the hallway. “Can you come here for a second?” he asks. You nod, hopping off the couch and following him into his room. He fidgets nervously as you take a seat on the bed.

“What’s up?” you ask casually, swinging your legs on the edge of the bed, staring up at him with innocent eyes. He clears his throat awkwardly before he takes a seat beside you. “I’ve been wanting to tell you this since the day I met you, but you had to leave too soon, so I thought it would be better to wait,” he starts. “I love you y/n, and if you want to, I’d like to make it official,” he says, pulling out a necklace from his pocket. It was a simple silver chain with one ring on it. “Will you be my girlfriend?” he asks with a hopeful look on his face.

You’re taken aback, staring into his eyes before you snap out of it, smiling as you nod happily. He smiles back at you before leaning forward, clasping the chain of the necklace behind your head. He gently lifts your hair from under the chain, and your face starts to burn at the close proximity of his face. Staring deeply into his eyes, you lean forward, closing the space between you two. You feel him smile into the kiss before leaning back just enough to stare into your eyes.

He reaches into his shirt, pulling a necklace out from under his collar. “I have a matching one. I know things are a little complicated right now, with you having to go back home. But one day, when we sort everything out, I’d like to put this ring on your finger,” he says with a smile. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly. “I love you so much,” you whisper. He rubs your back, smiling as he says, “I love you too.”

You walk back into the living room with Namjoon to finish the film you were watching with Jin and Taehyung, only to find all the boys waiting on the couch. “Did you ask her?” Jungkook asks excitedly. Namjoon nods, taking your hand in his. “She said yes,” he tells the boys with the brightest smile. All the boys jump up from the couch, cheering as they surround you two for a group hug. Namjoon’s success put everyone in a good mood for the rest of the day, and all preparation for the concert went smoothly.

Standing in the front row of their concert, you watch as they perform, doing what they do best. When it comes to an end, they take a moment to talk to ARMYs and tell them how much they love them. Suddenly, the camera focuses on Namjoon as his face appears on the big screen. “I love you!” he yells, pulling his necklace out as forms a finger heart with his thumb and index finger, holding the ring between them. No one else paid it a second thought, but you knew it was meant for you. Not caring that he couldn’t hear you, you yell back from the crowd, “I love you too!”

A few months ago, you would have never imagined that giving your ticket to a stranger would lead to you meeting the love of your life. But the necklace hanging around your neck and the promise it held was enough for you to know that you were where you were meant to be.

#bts fanfic #namjoon fanfic #rm fanfic #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #rm x reader #bts #kim namjoon #namjoon #rm #bts imagines #bts scenarios #bts fluff #bts angst #namjoon fluff #namjoon angst #rm fluff #rm angst

[serenityseventeen]

♪ The Last Day of Summer With You (tldoswy)

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title: The Last Day of Summer With You (masterlist)

synopsis: A 13-member imagine series where each member gets an imagine about the last day of summer (Aug 31); in which they spend this day with the reader.

warnings(?): backyard camping, sleeping for half a day, painting/paint, garden hose, the beach, mentions of puppies, kid's playground, backyard pool/swimming, half-naked mingyu, water, the reader getting dirty, sand, flowers, photography, beach sports, grass, night-time, stars, fireflies

genre: major fluff, established relationship

average word count per imagine: 1k~1.5k

a/n: School is starting soon! I wanted to write this series because summer is coming to an end and it's the first summer I am spending with you all~ + don't mind the warnings lol

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S.Coups: “You're always my biggest support and care for me all the time.”

Camping in the backyard with your boyfriend, Seungcheol. You have a nice, sweet, bonding time with him as he sets up the tent and you grill the meat for him.

Jeonghan: “Today is beautiful and special already because as long as I have you in my life, it's always a special day.”

Sometimes, even when you're not doing anything particularly fancy, it still feels special. You spend the last day of summer with Jeonghan lazily, cuddling in bed, and sleeping for half the day.

Joshua: “When we're 92 the same as 17,”

After having failed the preparations for a picnic, you and Joshua decide to have a moonlight picnic, sitting out under the night sky with lanterns for a romantic vibe while Shua sings with his guitar. You request for him to sing "17" by Pink Sweats (ft. DK & Joshua version).

Jun: “I wouldn't do things like this if I didn't have you.”

Jun is always taking suggestions from his members on what romantic activities to do. This time, you both try out painting on one canvas but it gets messy, and adorable.

Hoshi: “Do you like it? You said you wanted it to rain, right?”

Since you're worried about how the backyard looks, you and Soonyoung decide to pull out dandelions from the garden. However, the sun and hot weather is being unkind, so Soonyoung decides to give you a pleasant, refreshing, surprise with the help of a hose.

Wonwoo: “I can't write a poem on this sandy canvas, but I can write this declaration of my love to you.”

On the ending summer morning, you bring Wonwoo to the beach. You both walk along the shore, he picks you up, and you two share some sweet talk. You then ask him to declare the sweet words he said to the world.

Woozi: “I do work a lot but that doesn't mean I don't have time for you. I like doing things simply like this but if you ever want a fancy dinner, you can call me.”

For the last day of summer, you decide to go on a simple walk with Jihoon to the park and settle down at a children's playground. It isn't that fancy of a date or hangout but you two find happiness and comfort just by being around each other.

The8: “You look beautiful when you're focused. Plus, the sunset kissing your face is gorgeous on camera,”

You've been practicing making flower crowns and take your boyfriend to a beautiful flower field on the last day of summer. As you try to make a flower crown, he snaps pictures of the scenery and you with his camera, for memories to keep.

Mingyu: “I'm not going to go easy on you... even if you're super cute,”

For the last day of summer, you two decide to play around in the backyard pool. You two have a race with floaties, and a normal swimming race, with the punishment of getting splashed by water. Of course, you two tend to get carried away too.

DK: “I LOVE YOU!”

You and Seokmin go to the beach on the final day of summer. The atmosphere is peaceful and romantic. As he's leaning for a kiss, you push him away and it suddenly turns into a playful chase filled with love and genuine happy smiles.

Seungkwan: “A kiss won't get you out of it every time, even if I badly want to change the punishment now, I won't! I'm not going to fall for that anymore!”

After taking a bike ride down to the beach, you and Seungkwan settled down to have a volleyball rally. The winner of the rally would decide a punishment for the loser.

Vernon: “Is this what you call soulmates?”

For the last day of summer, you decide to take Vernon to see stars, knowing that he'd love the romantic, peaceful, and simple atmosphere. You two share sweet and genuine words of love while staring at the sky.

Dino: “I mean, you already make me feel special everyday. Who needs lightning bugs? You're already the sun of my world, I don't need anything else.”

You take Chan to a meadow of fireflies but everything keeps going the opposite way of how you want to. In the end, even though the surprise you wanted ended up differently, you felt satisfied because you were happy to be with Chan.

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© serenityseventeen

#seventeen kpop #seventeen #svt kpop #svt #seventeen series #the last day of summer with you #s.coups #jeonghan #joshua #jun #hoshi #wonwoo #woozi #dk #mingyu #the8 #seungkwan #vernon #dino #seventeen imagines #svt imagines #seventeen fluff #svt fluff

[harbingersolution]

My new video is now live. I’m trying to put more effort into videos, make them more interesting. This is my first video with background music too.

#watercolor #painting #video #landscape #watercolor tutorial #art tutorial #pnw #washington #YouTube artist #art #art video #sunset #small artist #mountains #artists on tumblr #artist

[nancypullen]

Closer and Closer

The month of April is zipping along and we are hurtling toward closing day on both houses.  We’ve got a moving crew and truck scheduled to show up on May 3rd and then we’ll point the car north and put Tennessee in the rearview mirror.  Even though we’ve hired a moving company, we’re doing a lot of our own packing.  My plan is to be very organized and have lists that I can cross-reference.  The reality may end up being boxes that are just labeled KITCHEN or BEDROOM.  I’m doing my best but as time passes I’m becoming more lenient.   Am I the only one who puts boxes inside of boxes?  When unpacking on the other end I know I’ll want to keep things grouped and tidy, easy to store in the new place.   This box is in the process of being filled with my craft room stuff. I added boxes of acrylic paints and filled in the rest of the space with canvases.

It slows me down a bit but I’ll appreciate it in a few weeks when I’m deciding what goes where. Before boxing up everything in my craft room I used up some small bits of clay that weren’t worth packing.  I decided to try my hand at making some layered earrings - figuring if I can get the hang of it now then I’ll know what I’m doing in time to make some fun Halloween stuff.  Because, after all, even in the spring it’s still all about Halloween for me.

My first attempt was a bit clumsy, but I’ll keep trying.  These aren’t my personal style, but you can bet that I’ll be wearing some witchy creations in October.

I think these would be cute with a white tee and a denim jacket, or maybe a solid color boatneck sweater. They’re kind of busy, so everything else would have to be simple.    I took the scraps from all of that and blended them for some softer, kind of sunset-on-the-beach earrings.  Used everything up and have something to show for it, that’s my favorite feeling.

Now every bit of clay and every box of jewelry hardware is packed up and ready to go.  All of my paper and trimmings for cards, also boxed up.  Paints and canvas, in a box. I’m going to have itchy fingers for the next couple weeks.  The movers come on the 3rd, but we won’t get our stuff until after the 6th - maybe even as late as the 16th, depending on logistics.  I might be looking at a month of pent up creativity.  I could become homicidal.  Notice I didn’t say suicidal.   Denton seems to have a very active arts community, so maybe I can take a class or learn something new while I wait for my goods.  Part of that time will be spent choosing a few new finishes for the Denton house.  We want to put in new flooring, at least on the first floor.  We definitely want new kitchen countertops.  We may do some painting of rooms, and I’d loooove to get the kitchen cabinets painted as well.   We’ll see what the final tally is on all of that and make choices.  Maybe we can do it all, maybe we’ll choose what’s most important.   I need to settle on a color scheme.  Even though rooms will have different purposes and vibes, I like for there to be some sort of harmony throughout the house.  If I could choose anything, the whole house would look like this.

There’d be pink ruffles, gingham, and roses everywhere.  I’d even have a pink kitchen.  Every pot, pan, and dish would be floral, I’d always have a fresh bouquet in the house, a cream-colored pony in the yard, and my doorbell would play “Honey Bun” from South Pacific.

Not the best video, but you get the idea.  Anyway, because I am forced to live in the real world and share my home with others - I have choices to make.  That means keeping the pink to a minimum (come visit and see my collection of pink bowls), and the ruffle factor down to a bearable level.  I hardly have any ruffles in my home and I feel that’s a noble sacrifice.

So I’ve been looking at a lot of color palettes for the new house. We’ll be coastal, but not on the beach. Rehoboth Beach is about an hour away, same with Lewes, and Ocean City is just a bit further.   So I’ve been thinking of a dreamy mix of blues and greens.  Something like this -

or this...

If we put down sort of a mid-tone brown hardwood floor, something neutral, not cool or warm - all of these colors would look great.  I’m even digging these sage green kitchen cabinets.

Isn’t that a gorgeous look?  It would be beautiful against vases of pink blooms in the summer and just as pretty with red trim at Christmas (or autumn leaves and pumpkins in the fall!).  I’m pinning ideas like crazy on a Pinterest board, and when the dust settles we’ll see what happens.  One big wish I have is for a farmhouse sink.  I’d love a sink that I can put the whole dang baking pan in to scrub.

I also saved the link to this bit of seaside fun.  Wouldn’t it be cute in the downstairs powder room?

So, everything is just in the planning stages and we’ll see how it all plays out.  Foundation before fluff.  We’ll see to flooring, counter tops, and probably new appliances first.  Then I can address the decor.  It’ll be fun and will certainly address my need for a creative outlet.  If anyone has a winning lottery ticket they’d like to share, give me a call.  We’re moving at a time when everything is more expensive, it may be smarter to wait for the world to settle down.  We’ll see.   So that rambling bit of nonsense is what’s been living inside my head lately.  Other than packing, cooking, and Pinteresting (probably not a word), I’m just watching spring do her thing.  Our tree line has filled out and it won’t be long before the wild privet blooms and sends that heavenly fragrance into the air. The birds are busy making homes and families and it seems that the local raccoons are introducing their new family members to our yard.  We’ve tossed them a few peanut butter dog cookies (we keep them on hand for Daisy, the neighborhood mooch) and now some nights they knock on the door.  Won’t the new owners be surprised?  Oops.  Honestly, we’ve stopped.  We won’t even fill the bird feeder now because the raccoons raid it.  We don’t want to encourage their presence, but gosh they’re cute.  I need to remember that they were chicken killers. Alright, time to tape up a few more boxes.  Forward we go! Sending out loads of love on this gray day.  Hope the sun is shining in your corner of the world. Stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy