everybriwoon

so im playing danganronpa v3 and hanging out with ryoma the tennis dude and 

Tenimyu 3rd Season Seigaku vs Rikkai (2 set bromide) 

i was gonna stop but then RYOMA MENTIONED MY FAVES

[Admin Lyric: Damn, sorry that I haven’t uploaded anything in awhile. My sister (Admin Ummie) and our family are in the midst of moving so we’ve been real busy for a few months. I actually have a few fanfictions that are done but just need to be revised so I’ll try to get them up as soon as I can. Thank you for understanding. I hope that its good because I typed this at like 3 am one morning. This is inspired by one of Taeyeon’s songs Cover Up.]

Characters: Mark, Taeyong, Yukhei/ Lucas, Doyoung, Jaehyun

Genre: Fluff, Angst? (Mark needs a hug)

Word Count: 4,400+

Warnings: Language (not much)

Mark was scared, no, more like terrified. What was he supposed to do? Keep it to himself? Not the best idea when the thought was eating away at his brain cells. He needed to tell someone, if not everyone. What would they say? The mere thought of telling everyone about it made him feel nauseous. How was he supposed to put in words that he had the most biggest, enormous, gayest crush on Taeyong? Would they think he was disgusting? He hoped not.

Mark has had a crush on Taeyong since as long as he could remember. The crush only started out as admiration towards the elder, thinking he looked cool and the way he portrayed his stage presence made him look up to Taeyong. This eventually turned into him watching NCT stages (mainly Taeyong focuses) on his phone without anyone knowing. Basically this turned into an obsession with him watching Taeyong on stage. Lastly this turned into him staring at him from afar, blushing easily when they were close to each other. That’s when he knew he had a crush on him but it’s been like a whole year since he realized it and it’s only gotten worse.

It’s hard for Mark to even physical be around him without him getting nervous and anxious. He always tried to make sure he was around others when Taeyong was in the room with him. The only one who knew about his crush was Doyoung. He had known since he saw Mark’s watch history on YouTube filled with Taeyong fancams. He eventually asked Mark about it and he cried being afraid he was gonna tell someone. Doyoung assured him he wouldn’t tell anyone without asking first.

What is a ship week?

Ship weeks are an art/fic fest where content creators of a fandom get together and celebrate the ship of the week. Everyday has a theme that’ll help us flex our creative muscles. Doesn’t have to be perfect or whatever, just made with love & creativity!

Day6 Ship Week Schedule 

These are arranged from most common to rarest pair as per the Ao3 tag because we want to celebrate all ships, especially the rare pairs which don’t get enough love. We also want to pay homage to the Everyday6 track anniversaries. 

Here’s the schedule:

Dates in KTS (UTS + 9)

Jaehyungparkian Week: March 5 to 11 - Song: How Can I Say 

JaePil Week: April 2 to 8 - Song: I’m Serious

DoPil Week: May 1 to 7 - Song: Dance Dance

YoungFeel Week: June 4 to 10 - Song: I Smile

SungWoon Week: July 2 to 8 - Song: Hi Hello

SungPil Week: August 6 to 12 - Song: What Can I Do

BriWoon Week: September 3 to 9 - Song: I Loved You

Park Bros Week: October 1 to 7-  Song: When You Love Someone

SungBri Week: November 5 to 11 - Song: All Alone

JaeWoon Week: December 3 to 9 - Song: I Like You

Daily Themes & Challenges 2018 

Everyone is encouraged to go ham and explore what these themes could mean in a variety of ways! 

Day 1: Time Travel 

Day 2: Pirates 

Day 3: Past Lives 

Day 4: Space 

Day 5: Fairies 

Day 6: Femme6 

Day 7: Free Form

Guidelines & Mechanics

The event is being hosted by Day6 Ship Week on Twitter @/day6sailing! 

Young K and Dowoon Angst 1.2k words (exactly) Warnings: Death, slight description of violence and gore Updated: 23rd July 2017

@httpsung its fic wars time

fic wars masterlist

*Train to Busan au, kind of wanting to be writing this for a long time anyway but its appropriate to give credit cause I watched it recently*

imagine hair chameleon!youngk

most days he has control over the color it is

no one really noticed it at first because when he first moved into the apartment with wonpil, jae, and sungjin, he didn’t want to draw attention, so he usually likes to keep it a muted blonde

sungjin was the first to notice

when he was cleaning the shower, he found a long white hair against the drain and sighed in exasperation, thinking it was his

but as he was about to throw it out, it turned into the exact shade of bright blue that youngk was just sporting

he wrote it off as lack of sleep, until one time he watched youngk’s hair fade from blonde to gray just as youngk got sick

then wonpil noticed one day when he got back from school early and caught a glimpse of youngk laughing at some video on his phone and his hair fluttering between bright pastels of colors he never had seen before

he demanded youngk teach him how, but he obv can’t do it so wonpil decides he’s satisfied on watching youngk laugh with flying colors, even if that meant losing to him in video games more often

jae was the last to find out 

to be fair the kid lives in the studio more days than not 

he finds out when one night he was sneaking back in (after studying ofc) and he nearly screamed when he saw a tall figure asleep on the couch with a full head of emerald green hair 

(he’s not sure if he was screaming because of the shock or the color itself. be he definately was shrieking over the fact that youngk is still unabashedly gorgeous with highlighter green hair the next morning)

but everyone’s full-heartedly supportive and youngk is so beyond excited when he shows all his friends, and ends up having multicolored cotton candy colors for a whole three months

so on most days, youngk usually can control the color

but sometimes he doesn’t

like when he lost his grandmother and everyone was horrified to see his hair completely white when he emerged from his room three days later

terry swore it looked like he had cried out all the color

or like that other time when some punk from the town over picked a fight with wonpil and youngk found out

youngk had to be pulled back off by sungjin, terry, and jae, or he would’ve killed the kid

no one’s ever seen that shade of black on him before, cold unflinching color

and no one really finds out if the tint of red that caught the lamp light back in the safety of their home, was his anger or blood

but he’s recently come to like this light gray lilac color for the spring, or brick red for summer, soft browns in autumn 

he’s platinum blonde when he’s wandering in the park one winter morning

the snow from the night before is untouched and glittering even before the sun has risen

after dusting off the bench, he settles in front of the sleeping fountain and watching the hints of dawn breaking thru the gray clouds

then someone settles next to him in the seat, slowly as if not to startle him

youngk turns around and there’s this handsome man leaning on his knees, breath clouding around his soft black hair

there’s this sense of familiarity despite being complete strangers and youngk feels somehow at ease

maybe because they’re both appreciating the silence and the peaceful morning while the world is just waking up

he’s almost disappointed when the sun completely rises and he knows he has to go

but when he turns to say something (he doesn’t know what), he sees that the man has been watching him, maybe for the whole time

youngk can’t help but notice the blush at the man’s cheeks maybe from the cold, and the full rosy lips that slow curl up at the corners

through the long black bangs and lashes, the man, in a deep, rough-velvet voice “that color suits you”

and immediately youngk turns bright pink

(dowoon outs him immediately when youngk takes him back to the apartment after their third date, by answering everyone’s unspoken question of why youngk’s hair color hasn’t budged a shade out of the pink range for the past two weeks

it’s hot flaming pink now, bordering fire engine red, as dowoon recounts in excruciating detail of how they met to everyone’s laughter

but youngk can’t even be mad

not when dowoon is then kissing his burning cheek to jae’s joking wrenching, sungjin slapping his shoulder, terry wolf whistling, and wonpil squeezing his hand

and not when he’s surrounded by so much love that he knows no color in the spectrum or his ability could capture even part of this happiness)

Brian: Here! Take my jacket.

Wonpil: I’m cold too.