#admin pastel

[eddsworld-aesthetic]

okay, both of these are made by admin pastel, and they can only use pinterest to find images. i tried reverse image search to find the original artists, but i only found dead ends for both ((more pinterest and amino, which i couldn’t find led to anything)). if you’re one of the artists who made these, please contact us and we’ll give credit right away, but for now the artist is unknown.

-admin lily

[kpoptrashships]

Hi! Can I get a private selca ship with EXO, BTS, and NCT127 please? I’m the girl on the right in the second two pics, and the one in the blue prom dress.

OMG!! Am so lucky.. Am an Indian too~

(Well everything apart. lets get going)

So I ship you with~

Lay~~

Jin~

Yuta~~

ps: Did I say that you’re beautiful??

- Admin pastel~~

[fictivewriters]

apathy | 0.1

pairing: yugyeom x reader

words: 543

genre: mystery/thriller (paranormal), angst, very slight (eventual) romance. 

aesthetic/inspiration: beyonce’s lemonade album and the game fran bow. i also feel those “the maze runner” vibes in here.

au: alt. 2017 x non-idol AU

summary:  "So what are you gonna say at my funeral, now that you've killed me?" 

moodboard | zero point one; one

“I bust the windows out your car!” you sang- more like screeched- into the microphone, wriggling into the pleather seat of the karaoke room.

“Yes girl! Get it!” your best friend screamed beside you. Your other friends cheered.

The song quickly ended, and you got a score of 92 out of 100. “That’s lit,” you giggled and turned the microphone off.

It was January 12th, 2015. For now, the date was important because you just broke up with your cheating boyfriend. The prick.

The door opened, and you expected the lady running the place to come in with glasses of cold water, as she always did, but she came in hysterics.

“Get out of here!” she screamed, graying curls of hair jerking around on her head. You could see the spit fly from her mouth onto the coffee table in front of you. “It’s the fucking apocalypse and I want to spend time with my children alone! This is my house, you know? Please, just-”

Now that the music was off, you could hear yelling and crashes through the thin walls of the place. What the hell is happening out there?

“It’s the what?” you asked dumbly.

It felt like you had oil in your eyes and you could barely hear as you grabbed your bag and coat and numbly left before your group of friends left.

There were explosions, warming up the bitter cold of winter with nuclear heat. The sky lit up as if there were fireworks being set off. As you admired it, you were brought back to Earth by being ran into.

“-Run!” you bleakly heard being hollered, “Run, and pray to God that you’re spared in the apocalypse!”

“Mom!” a little girl across the street cried, “Mommy, I’m scared!”

Her mother embraced her warmly. “It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s al-“

The sky turned a pastel blue, almost white and you stared as you were stampeded and shoved to the ground.

You couldn’t speak because you were too scared.

The sun reached your eyes and everything went white for a minute or two or even three.

You didn’t keep track of the time. You couldn’t because of the distracting sharp panging in the back of your head.

“Ow,” you wailed painfully, one hand rubbing at it’s adjacent temple and the other rubbing the rough road for comfort. Tears escaped from your eyes due to the white-hot pain and you let them fall onto the gravel.

You attempted to compose yourself and look back up at the sky, at the apocalypse.

“We’re all gonna die!” you almost laughed at the horror movie cliché that was yelled.

And then, it all went dark.

It was January 12th, 2015. The date was important because you just broke up with your cheating boyfriend. The prick.

But now, it’s important because Earth- and your body- would never be the same again.

a/n: okay so there’s gonna be a big ass pov switch from 3rd person to 1st. sorry, but I wrote the first chapter before the prologue! I hope you enjoyed and request or just talk to us!

💙 admin pastel

[kpoptrashships]

Shoutout!!!

Please go follow @kpopshipsforyouu . They are a new ship blog who will give you fresh ships too. But don’t forget to keep following us too. <3 <3

Also : If you want us to give your blog a shout out, please don’t hesitate to leave us an ask!!

- Admin pastel

[kpoptrashships]

hello!! could you do a //private// selca ship for nct dream :’’)) also pLs ignore all those chenles I’m sORRY ILYSM ❤️❤️

I really actually ship you with Chenle omg!! But I ship you with…

*low budget drum rolls*

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Jaemin!!!!!!

Hope you like it!!!!

- Admin pastel

[kpoptrashships]

Hi can I please get a life as an idol ship? Thank you 💕 

My name is Alexis, I’m 19, I’m very short at only 5 feet. I’m a very caring and loving person, I like being there for my friends when they need someone to vent to or a shoulder to cry on, I’m always checking on them to make sure they’re okay, and always saying ‘i love you’ a lot. A lot of my friends have described me as the sweetest person they know. I’m also very emotional and empathetic, other people’s emotions affect me a lot, and I tend to cry over the littlest things. I’m very passionate about the things I love to the point where I’ll just ramble about something for an hour. I’m very artistic and creative, my hobbies are drawing, writing, painting, and making crafts. My main goal in life is to be a published author and publish both novels and webcomics!

Hey!!!! Honestly you are so awesome!! I would love to be your friend!!!

Here’s your idol life~~

COMPANY: Cube Entertainment

STAGE NAME: Lexie

MAIN POSITION:  Rapper, leader

SUB POSITION:  Vocalist

TYPE OF IDOL:  You are the type of Idol everyone loves!! With your amazing rapping talents you can beat anyone. You actually won the unpretty rapstar. You are also known as the leader of the band as you are not only talented but you are also a role model for all the aspiring artists. You have your own book published and also your own mixtapes which makes people envy you  a lot.

GROUP NAME: Mellifelia

NUMBER OF MEMBERS: 5

NUMBER OF NATIONALITIES: 3 Korean, 1 Chinese and you

FANDOM NAME: Felix

FANDOM COLOUR/THEME: Green/ Eye

GROUP THEME: Dark/ mysterious

FIRST SONG: Cat eye

FIRST MINI ALBUM:Mellifelia : The first

YEARS ACTIVE: 13

DATING SCANDAL WITH: Sungjae of BTOB

Brother Group : BtoB

Sister Group : Apink

-Admin Pastel~

[fictivewriters]

maybe we’re crazy

pairing: bambam x reader

words: 700

genre: fluff

au: boyfriend! au

request: “Could I have some Bambam fluff where you're that weird couple” also, based on the song crazy by gnarles barkley and this article.

summary:  “You know, people are looking at us like we’re crazy.”

You were really bad at looking for things and you were really good at losing things. Once, you put your phone down to go to the kitchen to snatch the last mango before your boyfriend did and when you came back, you couldn’t find it anywhere.

In your defense, it fell under the sofa’s cushions.

So, when Bambam- your boyfriend, (and you would call him by his full name, but he stops you because that’s too formal for him) decided to challenge you every Friday to look in stores for random things, you lost every single time.

Every. Single. Time.

It was Friday, and the chosen store was Target.

“A coffin!” he said, “we should look for a coffin!”

“I know for a fact Target won’t have it, Bam.”

“They will totally have it. Let’s bet on it.” He grinned cockily.

“Okay, but first of all, it’s not even Halloween season yet. It’s the middle of summer, and you expect them to have coffins and you want me to bet on it?” you scoffed and crossed your arms, “Isn’t winning every time enough?”

“No, it’s not.” Bambam stuck his tongue out and dabbed.

“Let’s go to Target already, Dabdab.”

“Punch buggy no punch back!” You screamed in the middle of the Target parking lot and punched your boyfriend’s thin arm.

“Y/N!” he wailed, “you could’ve punched me into a damn car!”

“Oh, you’re fine, you big baby. Just dab the pain away.” You snickered, grabbing a cart from the outside of the store.

The sliding doors open and there was a slight jolt in your cart as it passed through the cursed metal bar on the floor. The air conditioning hit you harder than EXO’s comeback did, and you felt blessed.

“Why did you grab a cart?” Bambam asked as you entered the second set of sliding doors- speaking of, why does Target have two sets of sliding doors in the first place?

One of the many mysteries of the world.

“I have a few things I want to get while we’re pointlessly hunting for a coffin,” Your breath hissed in between your teeth, as you let the sentence hang. “do you need anything?”

“I’m just gonna hang out with you anyway.” His arms wrapped around your waist and you attempted to walk on, dragging him along with you.

“You said hang out, not hang on, you asshole.”

And so, you walked on like that, gaining strange looks from other shoppers and giggles from little kids.

“Wait, Y/N!” Bambam released his grip and sped into one of the many freezer sections- which made you wonder what type of store needed like six small freezer sections?

Target really needed to pull a Walmart and just make two or three freezer sections. Make life easier.

“We have enough ice cream at home!” you shouted outside the section.

“We don’t have mango ice cream!” he called back. That boy was predictable as hell.

You tsked and looked around- wait, was that…

“I found a coffin!” You screamed victoriously. The shirt you now held on your hand was probably from the kids’ section as it had a black, sparkly coffin on it.

Why this was in the grocery section, you didn’t know. Some kid probably thought it was ugly after their parent put it in the basket and ditched it.

That’s dark.

The shirt was plucked out of your hand and Bambam cursed. “I do not accept defeat!”

“Oh, shut up. This is probably the last time I’ll ever win against you.”

He slid his arms around your shoulders and you walked forward, ditching the cart and now waddling like a penguin.

“You know, people are looking at us like we’re crazy.”

He hummed, snuggling into your neck as you turned into the dry snacks aisle. “Maybe we’re crazy after all.”

“Probably.”

a/n: y’all have no idea how much I hate pda, oh my god. I would’ve screeched at these two irl. like wow, don’t be goals right in front of me ): also it’s 8 am so 

anyway, I hope you all enjoyed, and thank you to the anon who requested this! 💙 💙 come forth and request! (or just talk to us)

💙 admin pastel

[fictivewriters]

Today, I am leaving fictivewriters and the k-pop fandom in general. I’ll make a more detailed post on my blog in a couple of hours- along with my final fanfic, but thank you all. We’ve grown so much since this summer and I wish Admin Rosebud and Admin Daylight the best of luck in the future. Goodbye! ~Admin Pastel 💙