#and then a low poly tip on just adding rings to things

[nonbinarynightcrawler]

today is a "be deeply overwhelmed by how much kickass art is in the world and that I get to experience" kinda day

[alilbihh]

hocus pocus — 2

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pairing: maknae line x reader

summary: jungkook wags his tail and his eyes look like truffles. jimin drinks blood out of juice boxes and bendy straws and tries to wink but ends up blinking both his eyes closed. taehyung likes the ocean and all kinds of art and apologizes to rocks. you don’t know if they want to take you out the date way or the assassination way and somehow you think it’s both.

genre: werewolf!jungkook, vampire!jimin, hybrid!taehyung, witch!reader; humor (??); poly!au (in the future!)

words: 7.2k

You don't really know how you got roped into this.

Maybe you hadn't. Maybe Namjoon drank a luck potion that day and managed to get through to you. Maybe he used one of his manipulative tactics on you that he seems to do to all his customers. ("Or maybe you're soft," you hear Namjoon say. You smack him upside the head).

But it's not all bad. His shop smells like sage and rosemary and butter cookies and something soft all around, so that the edges are safe enough to press against. You wonder if your own store smells this homey to other people.

The whole store is like a library. The walls can barely even be considered walls anymore, stacked from top to bottom with books - most with cracked spines, well-worn pages and a musty smell that spoke of ages long past. No low hanging vines or roses gossiping to the nearby hydrangeas and no Jungkook trotting around in oversized clothes.

There's none of that, but when you close your eyes you can almost feel a gentle breeze, the muted buzz of cicadas, a bird fluttering somewhere overhead, as if you hadn't stepped inside a building at all. Namjoon's store is a different kind of gentle. Like something wise hangs in the air, just out of reach.

There are random items scattered about, and you remember what Namjoon once told you. How his store is dedicated to the lost. Objects that they value most are scattered about neatly. There's an assortment of jewelry and photos and family heirlooms and paintings. You smile lightly at the wedding rings and grimace at the less than decent items. (There are more dildos than one would think).

Sometimes people wander inside without remembering what inclined them to do so, drawn to items they don't remember they'd lost and items they'd been searching their whole lives for. Objects appear without warning, waiting to be found by the lost. It's how Namjoon met Seokjin. It's how the two met the ginger cat that walked in one day and has been here so long Namjoon even named him.

("I say we call him Ginger." You'd suggested, your cheek pressed to their horribly uncomfortable couch, and you immediately feel claws digging into your back.

"The cat hates it," Seokjin says, popping a cheeto into his mouth with conviction.

Namjoon nods solemnly, "It is kind of a terrible name," he admits.

"OH!" You say with mock surprise, twisting your head like they do in those terrible horror movies just to glare at Namjoon. "What an interesting opinion, soundcloud user Runch Randa."

Seokjin cackles and the cat makes a strange choking sound, almost like it's laughing too. Namjoon's ears flush red.

The weight momentarily disappears from your back, only to reappear seconds later. "Oh, yep, that's a male alright."

"Jin-hyung!" Namjoon yelps, horrified, "You can't just- just do that without asking!"

"Joon, babe, it's a cat. I'll say please next time, okay?")

It was then decided that his name would be Kimbap. He's grown a bit chubbier than before, and you wonder what Seokjin has been feeding him for that to happen so quickly.

The silence reminds you of why you're here in the first place. ("I'm being used."

"NO you are NOT! Just- think of it as a favor to your old pal Namjoon."

"You're insufferable.")

You've mostly been idling around the counter so far, only helping the middle aged lady that had walked in a few hours back. She'd been drawn to a pair of old baby shoes. "I tried selling them once. My husband didn't let me." She smiled lightly, the shoes small and snug and delicate as they sat in the palm of her hands. "They've never been worn, after all."

She walked out without another word, and for a moment too long you wondered how brave Namjoon must be to hear these stories every day.

"Hello?" A tiny voice whispers, a lilting tone of wonder. You search around and spot the tip of a head by the edge of the counter, wild strands sticking out every which way. Leaning forward reveals a little girl just barely shorter than the counter, chubby cheeks and all as she makes grabby hands at you. "Are you a witch?" She asks with stars in her eyes.

"Why, yes I am!" You grin, and in a blink and a snap of your fingers the lights overhead turn off, the candles' flames flickering alight one by one. She stares on in wonder, mouth agape.

It's then you're reminded of your true reason of being here.

"Would you like your future told?"

To lie to children, that is.

You have no idea how to work this thing.

The crystal ball is perched on some sort of decorative table centerpiece that Namjoon likely found on Walmart, and if the crystal ball itself has any magical properties you certainly don't know how to make use of them. It's colored a charming, rustic gold that you're not sure whether is spray painted or natural but it's pretty all the same.

Nevertheless, making up people's futures has been fun. The cheery little werewolf girl is too energetic and will likely hurt herself in the near future if she's too careless. The human with the pigtails will find love soon in the most unconventional of places. The bratty fox hybrid boy that kicked your shin is straight up going to end up in jail (but will find someone to help him through his struggles, you added just for his parents not to potentially sue you).

Namjoon walks in at some point just as you're done performing a magic trick on a wide eyed boy that's no older than nine, the highest form of magic you can perform, most likely. He leaves with a skip in his step, little daisy tucked into his shirt pocket. Purity and innocence.

The real store owner watches the little boy leave softly before turning towards you with a raised brow.

"Namjoon, my man! Are you finally here to save me?" You cheer, clasping your hands together. The traitor in question pats your head softly, and you instantly deflate.

"Not yet, Y/n-ah, just here to get something." He says with his back turned to you, climbing the ladder on the wall in search of a book, much like Belle does in Beauty and the Beast. Namjoon is both the beauty and the beast, in this case. Your instincts tell you to run while his back is turned, but something tells you that you won't get too far before someone inevitably finds and snitches on you because you're surrounded by traitors.

"You came all this way to get a book?" You ask, stupefied.

"Spell book. I gotta be quick though, Jin-hyung says that I'm on bathroom cleaning duty if I don't hurry up."

You laugh at that, "You know he'll just find a way to make you clean the bathroom anyway, right?"

"Yeah. I hate him. He's the devil."

"He's your boyfriend."

He sighs, a fond thing. "Yeah." And that's that.

Kimbap climbs onto the counter with ease, despite how chunky he's gotten. You pat him solemnly as you glare at Namjoon with all your might.

"Mind telling me what you're doing that's important enough to have me be here, lying to innocent children?" You quip, looking away from your glaring to coo at Kimbap nuzzling into your hand.

"You're actually quite good at reading people. The ball does look like you don't know how to use it, though," he says as he pulls out a book that's so thick it's more of a dictionary than anything. "The ball is sad." He adds.

"The ball doesn't have feelings."

"It doesn't," Namjoon agrees as he slides down the ladder, and for a second you worry for his safety as his knees wobble when he reaches the ground, book safely in hand. "It's not the ball that has magic. It's the air that does. Everything that does. The world is magical, holds more magic than you'd think, you just have to be the one to look for it. The ball is more of a handy tool." He grins and for a second he looks too wise. Too grown. Something about his tone makes you feel like he knows more than he's letting on. It makes you feel small.

"You wanna take a peek into my future, then?" You ask, and you're answered by a pair of knee-deep dimples.

"Can't. Tried once, unintentionally. The memories are all fuzzy." He looks a bit too happy as he says it. A little too fond.

"What does that mean?"

He pats your head again as he leaves, answers over his shoulder, "It means I'm in your future." The muted buzz of cicadas and fluttering of birds and the gentle breeze are ever so present as Namjoon opens the glass doors, steps into the outside. "Your future is awfully warm, though," he adds right before leaving, right before he trips over the doorstep and nearly falls face first into the concrete. He rights himself, stepping out calmly as if it never happened. You're too bewildered to laugh.

"I think it was destiny? Like, it wasn't my lack of housing options that brought us together. I think Y/n's, like, my soul-roommate."

Bright robes rustle as Seokjin props his elbow on the counter, resting his chin on his hand with a sigh. Jungkook flinches when the older male's too-large wings skim at the edge of a nearby bookshelf, and it rocks back and forth for a second too long before regaining its balance. Breathing out a sigh of relief, Jungkook takes a good look at his very much angelic friend, the man in question squinting his eyes suspiciously at him.

"So you mean your soulmate?" He says, voice flat, eyes narrowed.

"No, hyung," Jungkook exasperates, "My soul-roommate. As in, I wanna be her roommate forever."

Seokjin squints. Downs his glass of water as if it were vodka.

Now, Seokjin could tell it like it is right now and rid Jungkook of his stress like wringing out a washcloth, fast and easy and with little repercussions. But Seokjin will not. Seokjin will let this drag on until the man figures out what do himself.

This isn't the kind of decision he can make, anyway. "Alright. That's nice, Jungkook-ah."

"Yeah! Yeah. It is." Jungkook picks up a broom Seokjin's wings had knocked over, apologizes quietly to it before placing it back against the wall.

The angel drums his hands on the wooden counter, looking up in thought. "And what about that Jimin fellow?"

Jungkook trips over his own feet on his way to the tray of crystals, and the older laughs almost maniacally at him. "What about him?" Jungkook slurs.

"Nothing, nothing, I've seen enough." He says with a laugh, wings fluttering in delight with a mind of their own.

Jungkook huffs indignantly, reaches for a nearby crystal colored a soft purple, begins polishing it aggressively with his apron. It warms in his palm, like it's been resting near a fire.

"Who's that?" Jungkook's ears perk at Jin's soft exclamation, and he looks out the window curiously.

There's a deer hybrid by the door.

The buck looks through the glass with an almost childlike curiosity, eyes lighting up like a fire. Something inclines him to walk in like it does with every customer, so he does; bending a bit so his antlers fit through the door frame, and Jungkook can't help but consider the gesture to be the most adorable thing.

The boy's sneakers squick, squeak, squish as he steps further into the building, marveling at the tiny expanse of the shop Jungkook considers his home. A lone bulb hangs by the shelves of poetry, its glow muted until the boy steps in to read some of the spine titles. Jungkook can't help but feel like the room has gotten a tad bit warmer, a tad bit brighter.

The werewolf watches the hybrid pad towards the tray of crystals. Some of them are raw and jagged and the size of his palm; others are smooth and fitting enough to be made into a necklace, maybe even a pair of earrings. The boy reaches for a purple one buffed into an oval, marvels at it before pressing it to his chest.

"Do you like purple?" Jungkook asks once he gets close, laughs as the boy jumps. He continues, "Amethyst. It's pretty. It cleanses one's energy field of negative influences and is known to relieve stress and dispel anger, fear, and anxiety. Also alleviates sadness."

The hybrid stares at him. The hybrid stares at him because there's a werewolf talking about energy as if it's a tangible thing and telling him rocks have magical properties. "Rocks can't do that."

"Hey!" Jungkook yelps, grabs at a nearby rock, holds it close to his chest, "You can't call them rocks. They're crystals, crystals." 

"Oh." the buck blinks once, twice. He stares at the not-rock in his hand. Pats it a little bit. "Sorry."

"s'okay."

The boy looks small tucked into his jacket like that, and Jungkook watches as he fiddles with the zipper a bit, holds it between his fingers. "You work here?" The boy asks as softly as a voice can get, walking past a lamp that warms to life beside him.

"Yeah- yeah! I do. Work here, that is." Jungkook replies, just as soft, working at a loose thread on the hem of his shirt. The boy's gaze is so so warm. Something urges Jungkook to shift his gaze to the ground and the other can't look away.

Jungkook laughs lightly as the boy sneezes suddenly, sniffles and rubs at his nose. "Is it the smell? It's quite a lot, isn't it? It messed with me in the beginning, too." He adds, tone a little too fond.

"Ah, yeah, I guess. Smells strong here, but, like. Nice." The boy says, steps in close to a vase filled with orchids and lilies and peonies and gardenias; femininity, purity, love, trust. He feels as a leaf curls around his outstretched finger like it's inviting him closer, welcoming him home. And he laughs, softly, like he can hear the flowers' hushed whispers.

"What do you think flowers talk about?" He mutters, and Jungkook almost flusters at the low rasp of his voice. Daegu, it comes to the werewolf all at once. Daegu boy. Jungkook's struck with the thought that he's never been to Daegu but it kinda already feels like home.

"Uh. I don't know. I've done some embarrassing things in front of them, so. Probably that."

The other laughs, movements syrupy slow as he stands up straight, antlers towering over the werewolf's form. Jungkook kinda wants to touch it. Kinda wants to touch all of him. Kinda wants to drown himself in the other's voice, the rough low of it, kinda wants to get his lips sticky with it. "Looks like they like you, though," he adds.

"I guess I'm just too charming, huh?" The boy says and then does something incredible. Something so mind boggling and out of place and so so endearing it has Jungkook's heart do something uncertain in his chest; an inverted beat, everything backwards, all the blood pumping the wrong way.

The boy winks.

Oh no.

Jungkook makes a weird noise from the back of his throat and he guesses there's something on his face because in just a second the boy laughs, laughs so hard it's like his heart is trying to crawl its way out his chest, like it's too big for him to hold on his own. It's beautiful. Jungkook wants to live in that sound, listen to it for hours on repeat like a broken radio.

It seems that's when the magic breaks because the boy remembers he's here to do business and takes notice of the weight in his hand, looks down at the crystal in his palm. "How much is this?"

Jungkook blinks. "Oh. I don't know. Y/n's responsible for that kinda stuff." He suddenly smiles, cheekily adding, "guess it's free!"

A laugh tumbles out the boys' lips, big and unreserved. Jungkook thinks he's just like that. Open and honest, easily able to light up a room with just a smile. "I can't just take it for free," he says as he places it back on the tray where he'd taken it.

"Sure you can! I'm encouraging it!"

The boy shakes his head, gaze flickering back to the crystal on the tray. He remembers how warm it felt on his palm, fitting like it belonged.

"Can crystals really heal you?" He asks, looking at the werewolf from beneath his lashes. He continues and the words don't feel like they're his, like someone's plucking them from out of him, "It just. Doesn't make sense. For it to be that easy, I mean."

Jungkook smiles and it melts the boy down to his bones. The younger boy picks up the crystal, tap tap taps at it like it'll give him the answers he needs. Offers it with an outstretched hand and a knowing smile. "They can heal you if you believe they can." Jungkook rolls his eyes with a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, "Just take it, you nerd."

Daegu boy bites his lips cherry red. "Yeah. Yeah, okay," Taehyung's so close Jungkook can see flecks of gold in his eyes, like leftover traces of the sun. He takes the crystal. And then in a blink he's gone, hands in his pockets as he trudges back out the way he came, "I'm Taehyung, by the way!"

"I'm Jungkook!" A goofy smile and a silly wave. The boy waves back. Ends up hitting his antlers on the doorway, backtracks with his head clutched in hands, and Jungkook openly laughs.

The boy leaves and the werewolf is struck with the thought that maybe he falls in love way too easily.

Something about today feels slightly off and you have no idea what it is.

Maybe it's just the lumpiness of the bed. Not the actual bed, just the jacket Jungkook had left laying around that's currently digging into your back as you lay lifelessly on your bed. You think you're having a crisis, a midlife crisis at the peak of your adulthood. And that's cool. That's fine. Totally normal and not at all disconcerting.

You feel a shadow tower over your body, and you peel open an eye to spot the very familiar that's causing your back such anguish, his brow cocked with purpose. "Why do you look like that?"

"huh?" you hum, and you think you're blinking but it's like someone is doing it for you, like you're drifting in and out of consciousness. "Look like what?"

He snorts like the answer is obvious, and it probably is. "Like someone just told you your ass is flat."

"That is rude and I am offended." You say without a hint of anger in your voice, and you briefly think of how that's probably your normal tone with Jungkook. Kinda soft and kinda playful and a fondness hidden just under your tongue, trying to wriggle its way out.

Jungkook says something akin to noona, do you want me to tie your hair for you? and noona, are you going to hyung's party? and noona, did you brush your teeth today? all at once, and at first you're mildly offended at the last one before you swipe your tongue over the front of your teeth and realize you haven't.

Then his words somewhat catch up to you and your brows furrow in question, "What party?"

"Ah. Namjoon-hyung's and Seokjin-hyung's. Something about an anniversary of theirs, but it's been less than a year? So I don't really know what they're celebrating? I think it's a pre-one-year-anniversary-party. Which is stupid because why don't they just celebrate it when it's actually been a year? I don't know. It's kinda wild."

You laugh at that, sitting up groggily and it's then that your familiar releases a little shriek, "Yikes! Do you want me to hire an exorcist? I think there's, like, three of them just around the block, I can run and get them for you!"

Your feet pad over the somewhat cold floor, and you slap the man's chest as you pass him by, his laughter following you on your way to the bathroom, and you can hear his tail bumping wildly against the wall as it wags carelessly.

At some point while you're brushing your teeth Jungkook pads lightly beside you, joining you with a toothbrush of his own. You're both staring at each other from your reflections in the mirror and you try to give him a smile but it results in toothpaste dribbling down your chin and Jungkook laughs so hard he spits a bit on the mirror.

Some odd sense of peace engulfs you then and it feels oddly dreamy, like an early morning breeze. Jungkook opens the windows to let some fresh air in while he makes sleepy sounds and you just kind of sit there, looking but not seeing, thinking of nothing and everything.

It's an early friday and the shop won't open for another two days so you have nothing to do but you feel like you do. You think it's the stress getting to you but you're not sure if that's it. You wonder if maybe Namjoon's psychic powers are contagious and your third eye has opened without your knowledge.

You watch as Jungkook pads over to your shared kitchen; the one that doesn't have your cauldron and your stove and your potions like the one just downstairs by the shop does. In fact, this one doesn't have a stove at all. Sometimes Jungkook walks all the way down to the other kitchen just to make proper food because it's not like you have the money to buy another stove, anyway. ("Jungkook we don't have a stove how are you going to make chicken nuggets?"

"But I have a lighter and determination."

"This is a bad idea and you're going to regret it.")

(He regretted it.)

Actually, you're not quite sure when Jungkook started living here. You can barely even remember how it was before Jungkook, when it was just you living alone in the apartment right above your dainty little shop, and now you can't imagine waking up without his sleepy sounds and your playful banter. It feels surreal. You wonder if it will last. You want to wish that it will, but you wonder if it's selfish.

You come to at the tragic sight of the familiar in question aggressively pouring cereal into his bowl, the milk already inside splashing around in waves. You sigh and stand up, the couch beneath you squeaking in protest.

Jungkook smiles as you come to a stop beside him. "G'morning," he says so so softly, like it's the first time he sees you- pretty little grin, pretty little curve to his lips.

"hi." you say, just as soft. This is nice. Everything is nice and smells and feels like Jungkook; solid. Safe. A comfort.

"You wanna watch Your Name?" he asks suddenly into the open air, and you laugh quietly at his determined eyes.

"That's like your de-stressing mechanism."

"Hey, it's valid."

And so it's a quiet friday morning. Jungkook has Kiki's Delivery Service queued and he's hoping there will be time to watch Ponyo like he's wanted to for so long and the afternoon will pass by like that, the two of you sitting around and watching movies and nature documentaries and tossing popcorn kernels at each other- sometimes with purpose, other times without.

Jungkook speaks up somewhere between shrimps being able to see colors we don't even know exist and lizards literally shooting blood out their eyes, and you turn away from the nature documentary to face him, "So are you going to that party? Jin-hyung said there'll be cake and mario kart and many people and stuff." He says before stuffing a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

You blink for a few seconds in thought because yes yes yes but no no no. Yes because you love your friends and you love being able to see them happy and you love seeing Namjoon lose to Jin at mario kart for the umpteenth time. But no because the last time you met a new person you almost fell in love with them so no, you will not be meeting anyone new for a while.

(Well, maybe not necessarily in love, you tell yourself. That seems excessive. More like a maybe-love. More like a I could love you, if you let me).

"I'll think about it," you lie through your teeth, and the werewolf pretends to be convinced as he flashes you a little smile that's knowing in a way that makes you feel a bit small.

"Okay," he says, shrugs, turns back to the TV that's now saying something about dolphins being insomniacs but you're too caught up in your familiar's nonchalance to pay any attention to it.

The couch is a lumpy disaster. A huge mistake. Possibly the biggest one of your life. You kinda wish couches had never been born as you try for the fifth time to adjust your legs only to fail miserably, settling for fiddling with your glass.

This is downright blasphemy. Outrageous. You don't know how you got here or what's happening, but Jungkook disappeared somewhere in the crowd and Jin is, as expected, beating some poor person's ass at mario kart, and Hoseok and Yoongi are getting a bit too intimate by the sugar cookie icing, and you think the punch you're drinking has more alcohol than you were accounting for.

You think you should chew the gummy worms that are mixed into the punch better because there are more than a few instances in which you forget they're in there and end up choking on them. But it's fine because the home you're in smells like scorched firewood and maple syrup and Kimbap is sitting beside you on the couch, dressed very politely and with a little bow tie tied to his collar.

You'd tried to get up once, tried to face the crowd. Tried to face Jungkook's admittedly inevitable betrayal. There were plenty of faces you recognized, some you didn't, and at some point you were trying to push through the people cheering for Seokjin when your hand brushed over someone's chest; pecs. Pecs means Jungkook.

He took one look at your face and quite literally dived and disappeared into the crowd to avoid your glare, and you pretend he's escaped your grasp even when you see his bumbling form run into the kitchen three seconds later.

So here you are, back on the lumpy, overused couch of the infamous fiends that are Namjoon and Seokjin, petting their cat. Kimbap is a funny fellow. Always with his head held high, confident as he strides from one corner to the next and paws at your ankles for attention. You strive to be Kimbap.

"You have a good life," you say to the cat, petting lazily at his head. "Eat, sleep, some adventure, more sleeping, definitely more eating. You don't have to worry about love or being alone or - or rent."

Kimbap blinks, one eye then the other. Yawns. Promptly whacks the middle of your face with the tip of his tail. "Fucking punk," you mutter.

So you're at a party. You're never usually at parties, but the owners of the distasteful couch will have been together for one year as of three months from now, and you don't know why they don't just celebrate it three months from now when it's actually been a year, but the punch tastes bad enough to be considered good and Kimbap is nice enough company and everyone's having fun so you don't mind much.

"Why, hello there." A voice says from above you, and your shoulders stiffen and your grasp on the punch cup tightens.

You look up and it's Jimin. Jimin, the vampire. Jimin, Jungkook's crush. Jimin, a Raphaelite painting come to life, dark pants and a shirt with so many buttons undone it can't even be considered a shirt, more like a suggestion of one.

He plops on the couch beside you just as Kimbap scrambles away- another traitor- and you look away from his collarbones to see the boy grinning, openly and unabashedly, fangs and all. He's definitely not alcohol drunk. He's drunk off something a little more intangible, maybe.

"Look," he mutters but you're already looking. At his eyes and his hands and his stupid eyelashes. Spider-leg long eyelashes. No one should feel this overwhelmed by eyelashes.

Jimin takes one look at you and promptly swallows his glass of vodka as if it were water. You think he's smiling when he turns to look at you again but you're looking at the ground, sinking deeper into the couch - cheeks aflame, human fondue. You think you can become one with the couch. Maybe it's not that bad. You pat it fondly.

The vampire laughs with his whole body, doubling over, almost toppling off the couch. Your breath hitches a bit but you try not to think too much about it. Try not to think about anything, really.

"The punch is good," you say lamely.

"No it isn't."

"No, it isn't." you agree, then down the punch in one go. You slam the empty glass on the armrest and feel your face contort with so much adamant disgust that Jimin laughs fully, and the sound is beautiful and incredibly - Jimin, you not-think.

You're still Not Thinking. It's actually amazing how much you're Not Thinking, you not-think. It's amazing what the human brain can do once you set your mind to it. There's so many things you're not thinking about! You're not thinking about how Jimin shuffles the tiniest bit closer to you, or how he leans into you fully when he laughs, or how he lights up the room with his laugh alone.

It's kind of a blur what happened after that. Jimin started talking about how kiwi is the worst of all fruits, and the conversation somehow diverts into the plot holes and the fall of capitalism, and then somehow- somehow- into slang terms for penis. ("I'm just saying that if someone were to approach me and tell me their wang is hard again I can and will block them from my life," he says with so much open hate it has you choking on a laugh).

You learn he volunteers at a nearby shelter.

You learn he, for some reason, thinks the O blood type is an actual abomination and should be burned for its sins. ("Nothing against people with O blood types, though, I'm sure they're lovely!" he makes sure to add.)

You learn he's been convinced by outside sources that Tony Stark is a raging feminist.

You learn he's beautiful and lovely and sometimes, when the light hits him just right, you can see flecks of red in his eyes.

Talking with Jimin is easy, really easy. You love words, but sometimes they're easier to say than others. You're surprised how easy they were to come out, how easy they were to say. You thought you would whisper them or they would get stuck in your throat. You thought you would slur them together or fracture them into too many. But with Jimin it's just easy, always so easy, he's always so patient and willing to listen.

Jimin is so tender, so pretty, lighting up a room without even realizing it. He's so bright. Bright enough for you to think this, this. This is why Jungkook likes him so much, and it's then that you slump backwards and every previously undiscovered lump reintroduces themselves to your butt. You were wrong, you take it back - the couch fucking sucks.

At some point it becomes so bright you had to excuse yourself, had to hide and curl in the nearest bathroom.

You're curled up in yourself on the toilet seat when a voice in your head tells you that you can't stay here forever. You have an assignment due monday. Jungkook will probably give out all the shop's products for free and adopt three more goldfish and a hamster and a golden retriever completely on impulse. Kimbap will probably miss you. Or not. Many times you don't know if he likes you or if he uses you for food and pats.

After a moment or two you stand up, fake a flush. Wash your hands, dry them. Dab some cold water on your neck. Wash your hands again. Dab some more water on the back of your neck, your forehead, your chest - anything to cool down. Wrists? Knees? Jungkook always puts some cologne there because of heat glands or something, but you're not sure if that has anything to do with him being a werewolf.

When you walk out it's with a confidence that you most certainly don't have, and you pretend you didn't just almost have a mental breakdown in the bathroom of your friend's almost-anniversary party as you walk back to the lumpy couch. Only this time it's not just Jimin.

This time it's Jimin talking so so tenderly to the boy next to him, little giggles spilling from his lips as he whispers into his ear, throwing himself onto the boy's shoulder and smiles at him with so much open adoration that your chest kinda ached a bit.

And it's not Jungkook like you expected - no. It's a boy. The boy. Honey boy. The boy that takes trains early in the morning and loves the ocean and loves his family before anything else. A split second and the boy smiles and then you know, you know it's the boy and not some sort of fever dream, some sort of hunger confusing your eyes and your brain and your heart. A smile all mirth and joy, one you think can't quite get captured right in a photograph. Boxy and bold and wild.

You turn back the way you came from and you think you hear someone calling after you but your brain is too hazy to make out what was said at all. You look around frantically for Jungkook, find him still hanging by the kitchen, drunk off the punch gummy worms and trying to pour some more into his cup but spilling half of it onto the kitchen counter.

"I'm leaving." You say to him, just to let him know, not because you expect him to follow you but because you expect him to worry when he searches and can't find you. You turn with the intention of leaving and he gently grabs your wrist, and you see something in his eyes - hazy and dreamy with alcohol and confusion and something else.

"Why? What's wrong? Did something happen?" He asks, tugs you forward gently to bring you closer, voice not reaching beyond a whisper, soft all around the edges.

"No no, nothing happened, please don't worry." You say, try to pry him off you just as gently, but he remains firm as he looks around for the potential threat that doesn't exist - doesn't exist, because you're making a big deal out of nothing, you know you are.

Because the boy you're already in love with is off limits and the two boys you just might have been almost in love with are together and you're a fool. The biggest fool. The biggest fool because you've almost just fallen for not one, not two, but three people, three people that are not at all interested, and you think there's something wrong with you that you're not quite ready to deal with just yet.

You look up and you see his jaw tighten, something akin to anger flicker in his eyes and no- no no no, you didn't mean for this to happen, didn't mean to ruin his night. "I'm going home, please don't worry about me and have fun. Please?"

He releases a breath and looks back down at you, expression softening so much it melts you down to your bones. "I won't let you go home like this. Let me walk you?"

You want to say no, want to let him have his fun, but he's looking at you with such quiet determination and you're just so, so tired. "okay," you say breathlessly.

You make sure to say goodbye to everyone before you leave, patting Namjoon extra hard on the back so that he stumbles forward with an oof. Jungkook's hand is on your back the whole time, a quiet reassurance.

You think you've done a pretty good job at avoiding them. It's kinda hard with Jungkook, since you live with him and all, but you try to eat your meals at separate times and avoid looking him in the eye when he gets too close. You take train rides at night now, just in case, try not to look at the ocean when you pass it by. Flinch so hard when you passed by an animal shelter that a kind old lady actually stopped to ask if you were okay.

There's kind of a box in your chest. It stores all the unwanted feelings, keeps them all at bay. But sometimes the box breaks. Breaks when you need it intact the most. Your box is crumpled, old, tearing at the seams, little bits and pieces spilling bit by bit until the day comes when they break out all at once, and you think the day gets closer the more you deal with things alone.

You think the day is today as a boy comes flying through the door, clothes and hair disheveled, and you think you look more than a bit petrified as the vampire you'd been avoiding for a few weeks launches towards you, smacks a few crumpled bills onto the counter.

"How do I say fuck you in flower?" He says, something wild threatening to tumble out of his chest as he inhales a shaky breath, and you scramble to gather the flowers for the bouquet, despite the oddity of the request.

Carnation, foxglove, meadowsweet; disdain, insincerity, uselessness. You add a daffodil in there just for the heck of it - new beginnings. Which is ironic, coming from you.

He watches as you tie the bouquet together, and there's something gentle about his gaze despite the fact your heart is threatening to tumble out of your chest and he looked seriously intimidating, like, two seconds ago.

You hand the bouquet over after tying a bow around its end and he takes it with a smile, walking out the door without even bothering to wait for his change. There's silence for a moment. Nothing. Then he walks right back in, bouquet still in hand, places it back on the counter and pushes it closer to you. You stare, stunned.

You make a weird noise and you think you've just keyboard smashed in real life because that's when Jimin loses all composure, laughing joyfully and clutching at his stomach.

"It's- for you," he says after a moment, gaze flickering from you to the bouquet then back to you then back to the bouquet.

"What did I do?" You ask but you know what you did. You straight up ran away from him. Straight up told him you were coming back and then you just didn't. Kinda ditched him there on the lumpiness of the couch, but you didn't think he would notice, didn't think he would remember anything that isn't related to honey boy - not that you'd blame him.

Jimin looks at you knowingly. You manage to hold his gaze for less than a second before looking down at your shoes.

"Do you wanna have dinner with us?" He's drawling. You think it's a nervous tic. "Me. Taehyung. Jungkook, too, if he wants." He says and looks at the door behind you, as if waiting for Jungkook to walk through it.

Ah, you think, mustering up a smile, so his name is Taehyung. "Taehyung," you say, testing how it sounds on your tongue.

"Yeah," he smiles something a little too fond, a little too endeared. "Taehyung."

"But- Me?" You fold your arms, shift on your feet, uncertainty lacing your every word, "You want me to go, too?"

Jimin looks a little too confused, a crease between his brows. The crease goes soft when he smiles or feigns surprise, but it never quite mushes away. You kinda wanna kiss him there one day.

"Of course I do. Why would I not?" A sludge that had been spreading through your insides seems to evaporate the tiniest bit at that, and you can almost feel your heart melting out of your chest, dripping over your ribs like cheese fondue.

"Oh," you mutter, and that's that.

Jimin smiles again and you wonder how he does it, how he manages to smile so much, if he ever gets tired of it. He fishes through his pocket for a moment, pulls out his phone. "Let's exchange numbers, yeah?"

And so you do. In complete silence. Please tell me what to say, you beg your shit brain, but it just continues the mantra of curse words on repeat. It's sunny and he's close to the window where the roses are giggling under their breaths, where the light is hitting him in all the right ways.

"What, no tips?" You ask the boy's back as he leaves, bouquet in hand and carrying it all too delicately, like someone who has a lot of love in his heart, and he's laughing over his shoulder as he opens the door.

"I gave you one last time!"

"That's not how it works!" You yell but he's already gone, leaving a trail of giggles in his wake.

"Are you serious? They invited us over for dinner?"

"Yeah," you say as you pick up a box with a huff, softening as Jungkook runs over to grab it from you. You mutter a thank you before continuing, "Is it that hard to believe?"

"Kinda!" He huffs but you're almost sure it's from mock anger than it is from carrying heavy boxes around, "We're going, right?"

"I don't know.." Your familiar gasps a bit too dramatically as he sets the box down on the counter.

"Noona, I'm pretty sure there's a law that states that you have to go to dinner when two attractive men ask you to."

"Source."

"Namjoon is the smartest person in the world and he confirms this."

"I confirm this." You jump as the man in question pops up behind you, and you have no idea how and when he got here.

You groan. "Fine."

Jungkook whoops loudly and Namjoon, despite not really knowing what's going on, joins in with the same amount of enthusiasm. It's incredibly endearing and you hate both of them.

[kpoppwriter]

One Condition

Suju Anon asked: Hi it’s SuJu anon!! I know your requests are closed rn, but I saw you mention a threesome with the ‘83 line in either leeteuk’s or Heechul’ nsfw alphabet (cant remember which atm). Would you be willing to write an imagine about that? All when you have time of course! I just didn’t wanna forget about it and idk if anyone would ever request it in the future. The idea is too good! I’ll wait however long it takes for you to write it if you decide to. Thanks!!!

Genre: pure dirty smut

Words: 1520 I got carried away

Group: Super Junior

a/n: So this is One Condition aka Max’s Fantasy 😂 thank you for requesting this Suju anon bless you my child 🙏🏻 this lowkey ended with everyone being in a poly relationship oops also can y’all tell who my Suju bias is from this? 

“Do you remember that conversation we had the other day?”

“We have many conversations Teuk, you gotta be more specific.”

“You know, you said we should bring someone into the bedroom with us-”

“And you were very against it,” you interjected.

“Yes well...I thought about it...and I’ll do it under one condition.”

“Wait, seriously?”

“One condition.” Leeteuk raised a finger, quieting you, “I choose the person.”

“Deal.”

Leeteuk nodded and turned away, pulling out his phone. He quickly typed out a message and sent it. Excitement began to bubble up in you. Having a threesome was an idea you had for a long time. Leeteuk was never for it, saying how he didn’t want to share you. He wanted to please you but he was also curious to see how it would work. He eventually came around to the idea. He had someone in mind that he wouldn’t mind having a threesome with.

You were on the couch watching TV when you heard your doorbell ring. It was a bit late so you weren’t quite sure who would be at your place at that time of night. Leeteuk came out of the bedroom as you got up to answer the door. You opened the door and wasn’t too surprised to see who was there.

“Hi Heechul.” you smiled

“Hey Y/N.”

He had a bit of a smirk on his face, which was usual for him, but something seemed different with his demeanor. Heechul invited himself into your home and walked over to Leeteuk leisurely.

“I got your text.”

Leeteuk nodded in response, his face getting a bit pink. You were confused, not quite sure as to what they were talking about.

“You didn’t seem like the type to agree to something like this.” Heechul teased

“That’s why I asked you to come. This is very much your thing, isn’t it?” Leeteuk retaliated.

“Wait, what’s going on? What are you talking about?” you spoke up

Heechul turned to face you. The smirk on his face grew. He walked towards you until he had you backed up against the wall. He leaned down to whisper into your ear.

“Leeteuk told me you wanted to have a threesome.”

You gulped at the realization that had just hit you. Leeteuk invited Heechul to have a threesome with you. You were definitely not opposed to the idea of having sex with Heechul. He was very attractive and you may have thought about having sex with him before getting with Leeteuk. You just never expected Leeteuk to invite him into bed with the two of you.

“Well, shall we get to it?”

Heechul’s mouth attached to yours. The kiss was hot and sloppy. Your tongue wrestled with his, fighting for dominance. He took control in no time. You could clearly see how the rest of the night was going to go. His mouth began moving down from your mouth to your jaw then your neck. He sucked on the skin, leaving dark marks in his wake. A moan escaped from the back of your throat.

You looked over to Leeteuk who was watching Heechul pleasure you. You beckoned him over. You pulled him down to your level and kissed his lips. Your mouths moved in sync, as they normally did when you kissed. Heechul’s hands were firmly placed on your hips keeping you pinned to the wall. Leeteuk’s hands roamed about your body. They slid under your shirt sitting just below your bra. Leeteuk’s hands moved to the back of your bra, unclipping it. You quickly lifted your shirt off throwing your bra off with it. Heechul hummed as he looked over your now exposed chest. He cupped one of your breasts using his thumb to run over your nipple. You involuntary moaned out, causing Heechul to chuckle.

“Sensitive, are we?”

Heechul’s mouth attracted to your nipple. His tongue ran over the hardening bud, making you moan out more. Leeteuk’s mouth was now on your neck. He sucked dark marks in the areas that Heechul didn’t mark up. You knew you definitely had to cover up your neck tomorrow. You closed your eyes and tilted your head back giving Leeteuk more access to your neck. You felt a hand slide down your stomach stopping at the waistband of your pants. The hand moved past your waistband down your pants. You let out a loud moan as the hand started playing with you through your underwear. After playing with your clit for a bit, the hand slipped into your underwear. A finger gently prodded your entrance. The finger easily slipped inside you.

“So wet already.” Leeteuk moaned into your ear.

His finger slowly pumped in and out of you. He was moving agonizingly slow and it was frustrating you. You whined for him to move faster. He obliged, picking up the pace. He added another finger into you. His fingers moved even faster, bringing you closer to your orgasm. Before you could orgasm, Leeteuk stopped his movement. You let out a whine as he removed his hand.

“Bedroom. Now.”

Heechul’s hands moved away from your hips so you weren’t pinned to the wall any longer. You quickly made your way to the bedroom, the two others following behind. Both of them had started to strip as they walked to the bedroom. Once you got into the bedroom, you did the same. The boys were down to their boxers and you were down to your underwear.

Leeteuk sat down on the bed, his back against the headboard. He motioned for you to sit between his legs. You sat down, your back against his chest. His hand went back down your underwear. His fingers played with your clit. Heechul got onto the bed as well. He watched as Leeteuk pleasured you. Your head fell back resting on Leeteuk’s shoulder. You felt your underwear being pulled down. Leeteuk’s hand was removed from your clit. Before you could whine from the lack of contact, you felt Heechul’s tongue run over your slit. A sling of swears slipped past your lips, making Leeteuk and Heechul both chuckle.

The pleasure Heechul’s tongue was giving you was making you go crazy. Heechul’s tongue mixed with Leeteuk behind you playing with your breasts was almost unbearable. Heechul’s tongue moved fast and rough on your clit. You had to admit that out of the two, Heechul was better at oral. He inserted two fingers into you, moving them at such a fast pace.

Not too much later, you climaxed. You let out a high-pitched moan and arched your back, signaling you had orgasmed. You rode out your high on Heechul’s fingers with Leeteuk whispering praises into your ear. After riding out your high, Heechul removed his fingers from you. Leeteuk began moving, trying to shift out from behind you.

“Why don’t you repay Heechul for his kindness, babe?”

You moved over to Heechul. Your fingers played with the waistband of his boxers. You pulled down his boxers revealing his hard dick. Your hand began pumping his member. Your thumb ran over the head causing him to let out a low groan. Your tongue began to give the tip small kitten licks.

“Stop teasing,” Heechul said breathily

With that, you slowly took him in your mouth. He let out a satisfied groan as you took him completely. You began bobbing your head up and down his cock. As you were doing so, Leeteuk was behind you. His boxers were off and he was now lining himself up with your entrance. You felt the tip of his dick prodding your entrance. He slowly inserted his dick in you. You moaned around Heechul’s dick, the vibrations causing Heechul to moan.

After giving you a second to adjust to Leeteuk’s size, he began moving. He thrusted in and out of you, fast. Even with your mouth wrapped around Heechul’s dick, you couldn’t contain your moans. The vibrations brought Heechul even closer to his orgasm. Heechul started getting rougher with you. He started thrusting his dick into your mouth, almost face fucking you.

You were getting close to your second orgasm and you could tell the boys were as well. Leeteuk was relentless as he pounded into you. You moans got higher in pitch. Leeteuk’s hand moved to roughly play with your clit. This sent you over the edge. Not much longer after, Leeteuk came inside you. Heechul followed after cumming in your mouth. Both boys pulled themselves out of you. You swallowed the cum in your mouth cause spitters are quitters jkjk.

You laid down on the bed beside Leeteuk. Heechul joined you as well. The three of you laid on the bed trying to catch your breath. Leeteuk asked if you were doing okay or if you were hurt. You assured him you were fine and you had a great time. He kissed your lips sweetly. Heechul scoffed from next to you. You turned over and gave him a kiss too. You laid down between the two boys, ready to fall asleep. Just before you nodded off, you heard Heechul speak.

“Is this a thing now or..?”

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30 Best 10 MB Games for Android Phone - Low MB Games Free

The gaming industry has seen a drastic transformation in recent times. With thousands of high-end next-generation games ruling the minds of game enthusiasts, gaming lovers just can’t get enough of the thrilling world of mind-twisting games. 

The launch of the Android smartphone back in 2008 has steered the gaming industry in a new direction. Android games come in a variety of sizes, ranging from an enormous 2.5 GB to small-sized 2.5 MB. Many of us cannot afford games with formidable data sizes that quickly suck up our mobile’s data.

Small Android Games

Some of the best 10 MB games for Android that not just chill down our spine but also save us from pesky loss of data are as follows:

Mekorama: 

Mekorama is a freebie puzzle game developed by Martin Magni. The game occupies space under 10 MB and gives freedom to its players to choose their levels. 

Plot: Mekorama revolves around a tiny robot who after getting thrown away in the trash by a robot factory is helped by players to reach its abode. 

The addictive game provides you the level builder to construct your levels. Every level has a grid-like structure where we have to remove obstacles in the form of moving objects. Every level you create is assigned to a QR code. You can also transfer your current level to other players with the help of this code.

The game was awarded International Mobile Gaming Awards in 2017 by Jury’s Honourable Mention. 

Singularity: 

Singularity is a first-person shooter game created by Raven Software. 

Plot: The storyline of Singularity spins around an intriguing island Katorga-12 set in the background of the Cold War. In 1950, the island was hit by a disaster called “Singularity”. Nate Renko, a Special Forces officer is sent on the island to scrutinize the appalling fallout. However, in the course, her plane crash lands due to electromagnetic disturbance. 

In the game, you constantly make the transition between 1952-55 and 2010. In both periods, you confront Russian forces and come across mutated wildlife and vegetation. 

It is one of the small android games which does not exceed 10MB. The game features very few ads that make it even more gamer-friendly.

Poly Path: 

Poly Path is an easy yet tricky game that comes under 10 MB android games. The game examines your concentration and intuitive capabilities. 

Plot: In the game, the player encounters colorful balls which they are supposed to throw in rings of respective colors. The initial stages of the game are simple but as we go further it gets complicated. 

The best part of the game is that it does not require a wi-fi connection. The game is just 5MB in size.

Modern Sniper: 

Modern Sniper is a first-person shooter game based on the setting of the underworld.

Plot: In the game, you are the modern sniper who executes lethal attacks and secret assassin operations. You will have access to sniper rifles and assault rifles. During the game, the sniper will receive an armor and health bar. With the help of your sniping abilities, you should vanquish your enemies on the streets and annihilate the most vicious nemesis. The opponents have also recruited a group of snipers whose mission is to secretively attack you.

Shadow Skate: 

Shadow Skate is an addictive 2D game which tests your concentration and intuition. 

Plot: In the game, the skater is present in the form of a silhouette who travels across skyscrapers, parks, night clubs, and forests to run away from the shadow. The skater performs high jumps, bends, and falls through the buttons available on the left and right sides of the screen. 

The game draws similarity to Vector in graphics and gameplay. The game will test your skills to 40 levels. The game is not very complicated and is also just 8.4MB in size.

Caveman Adventure: 

Caveman Adventure is a 2D action-adventure game that is straightforward to play and is compatible with all android devices. It is one of the famous 10 MB games with easy and smooth controls. 

Plot: The plot revolves around a caveman whose child has been abducted by a dinosaur and he begins to search for the child in the world of dinosaurs. The game involves 20 stages that cover 4 special worlds. The caveman encounters dangerous dinosaurs and intimidating obstacles in his search. 

The game was released by STEM studios. You do not have to worry about space as the game is only 10MB in size.

No one dies: 

The exciting thing about No one dies is that here you can guide 2-36 characters at the same time. 

Plot: The game consists of 10 stages and tests the controlling skills of the brain and hands. If you crave dark adventure games, No One Dies is the game you should not miss.

Dr. Driving: 

Dr. Driving is a car racing game with well-designed graphics and smooth controls. 

Plot: You have to drive cleverly and responsibly, dodging the obstacles until you reach the end. The game has many challenging levels. You will also get money on the completion of levels. You can purchase more and better vehicles with the help of money. The game size is only 9.5 MB. 

The other exciting aspect is that you can connect with your friends through mobiles to play this game in real-time. It is one of the small android games which is freely available on the Play store.

Endless Falling: 

Endless Falling is a dark-themed game with loads of fun and adventure. 

Plot: Here, the player falls off a cliff. On his way down to earth, he gets around with challenging obstacles. The background score also complements the theme of the game. To prevent adrenaline rise, the player has to obtain hearts coming his way. 

The game is one of the popular 10 MB games with smooth controls and easy gameplay. 

Cricket Black: 

Cricket Black is a thrilling light-weight game with a data size of 2MB. You can play with friends or random players through real-time one on one matches. You can win cups and caps too. 

Plot: On opening the interface, to begin the game, you have to click on TAP TO START. A single tap will hit sixes or fours and earns you high scores. 

It is one of the widely played small android games which is available in PlayStore.

Crash Wheels: 

This addictive game is easy to learn and occupies less data space. 

Plot: There are more than 30 exciting levels where you have to ride a bicycle on risky streets and dodge perilous obstacles like bombs, spikes, wrecking balls, and harpoons. 

The game has simple controls where you are required to steer the bicycle forward and backward by tapping arrows on the screen.

It is one of the popular 10 MB games for android that occupies less data space.

Speed motto: 

Speed motto is an adventurous racing game with straightforward gameplay and easy controls. 

Plot: In the game, you steer the bike by the tip of your fingers, and to speed up, you need to tap on the screen. During your journey, you come across various settings such as snow, forests, bridges, or hills regions. In your way, you have to obtain coins and get around with slow-pacing vehicles. 

It comes under 10 MB games for Android that is freely available on the Play Store.

The Line Zen:

Line Zen an addictive arcade game that comes under 10 MB games. The controls are smooth. 

Plot: You will have to guide a blue ball by avoiding collisions with red balls. 

The gameplay is adventurous, and the player encounters numerous challenging mazes.

AA: 

AA is an accuracy game that tests your targeting skills. The game occupies a small space and is available on Android and iOS. 

Plot: Here, you have to strike a pin on a circle, with no two pins hitting each other or your game ends. 

It is one of the easy to play 10 MB games with smooth controls and gripping graphics. 

Stick Hero: 

Stick Hero is an addictive game that is small in data size and comes under 10 MB games. 

Plot: The game requires you to cover the width between bridges by forming sticks. The width between the bridges differs and the length of the stick should exactly fit in there. If your stick falls short, you will fall, and the game ends. 

It is one of the small android games which is available on Playstore for free.

Brave Ninja: 

Brave Ninja is an adventure game that occupies 7.62 MB and has amazing graphics.

Plot: Here you train a ninja and prepare him for difficult combats. The game has many mini-games such as sabotage, espionage, infiltration, assassination, and guerrilla warfare. The game features 15 exciting gameplays and 4 ninja characters. Though easy to play, this game is difficult to excel in. 

It is one of the small android games which is easy to play but gets a tad difficult with the increase in levels.

Chain Reaction: 

Chain reaction is a small light-weight game with a data size of 5.16 MB. The game can be played by a minimum of 2 and a maximum of 8 players. 

Plot: In the game, the players one after another place their orbs in the cells of respective colors. Every cell has a critical mass. Once the load of the cell equalizes the critical mass, the cell explodes filling the orthogonally adjacent cells each with one orb.

7×7: 

7×7 is an addictive game that is a blend of Tetris and Connect Four. 

Plot: It is a block matching game where you have to match identical blocks to keep the grid clear. If there are four or more blocks in the line, they will disappear from the board. However, if you do not get a match, three more blocks will be added to the board. 

It is one of the simple 10 MB games for androids with easy controls.

Tank Hero: 

Tank Hero is an exciting adventure game with binding gameplay. The game is 9.2 MB in data size. 

Plot: Here, you have to vanquish your enemy tanks and fight for reaching the ultimate goal. The game has 120 exciting levels where you have to combat with 5 different types of A. I tanks.  

Another good thing is that you can enjoy the game without a wi-fi connection.                            

My Tiny Pet: 

If you are a pet lover, the game My Tiny Pet is your cup of tea. It is a 10MB game that has all features to addict you. 

Plot: Here, you have a sweet and adorable virtual pet that you can treat like your real pet. You can clean him, feed him, play with him, and even dress him. You raise him with good habits. 

The game is just 10MB is data size. The game has engaging graphics and is easy to play.

Flow-free Bridges: 

Flow-free is an addictive and entertaining game. 

Plot: Here you have to join dots of the same colors by forming a pipe. But if the pipes overlap, the game will end. You have to connect all the matching dots until the entire board is covered. There are more than 1000 exciting levels. 

The graphics are amazing, and the game becomes tougher as the level increases. This is one of the interesting 10 MB games that are freely available on the Play Store.

Zombie Attack 2:  

Zombie attack 2 is one of the popular 10MB games with 2D graphics. 

Plot: This small android game is based on the world of zombies that you are supposed to kill to survive till the end. The game has 4 special worlds where different types of zombies come your way. There are 8 types of heroes using unique weapons. There are 24 types of zombies and 8 zombie bosses. 

In the game, you will get different vehicles such as cars, jeeps, and trucks.

Unblock ME: 

Unblock ME is an addictive puzzle game that comes under 10MB games. You can play it for free. 

Plot: The game consists of 18,000 mind-twisting puzzles and has 4 types of modes: Relax, Challenge, Multiplayer, and Daily. 

It is one of the small android games that you can install from the Playstore for free.  

Word Spot: 

Word spot is an amazing word-building game that comes under 10MB android games. 

Plot: In this game, you are supposed to connect letters by swiping your finger and form meaningful words. 

The game is free-to-play and one can play it without an internet connection. The game tests your vocabulary. As the level goes high, the difficulty increases. Log in daily to win extra rewards.

Archery: 

Archery is an addictive game and occupies less space. It is one of the 10MB games that has easy controls and clear graphics. 

Plot: Here, the player has to hit an arrow on a board that contains many rings. Each ring is allotted with different points. If you hit the innermost ring, you will get 50 points and an extra arrow. 

It is free-to-play and is available on PlayStore.

Bottle Shoot: 

Bottle Shoot is an entertaining game. It is free-to-play and does not require a wi-fi connection.

Plot: Here you have to target and shoot the bottles as many as you can to earn points. 

The game has simple controls and consists of various levels. It is one of the popular 10MB games and has a rating of 4.2 stars on the Playstore.

Bike Extreme: 

Bike Extreme is a popular bike racing game. The game occupies less space and is 5.3 MB in size. 

Plot: The game has 30+ different tracks filled with obstacles like rocks, hills, sticks, jumps, etc. You begin the game with one bike and as you reach higher levels, you will get other bikes that differ in appearance but are the same to handle. 

This game also comes with smooth controls and beautiful graphics.   

Die in 100 ways: 

Die in 100 Ways is a game developed by Canary Droid. 

Plot: The game has many lovely characters, and the nemesis is not any monster or vicious demon but Death itself. You have to save these characters from dangerous situations conspired by Death. The game has dozens of thrilling mini-games. 

It is one of the exhilarating 10MB games that are freely available on the Play Store. 

Knock Down: 

Knock Down is one of the popular 10 MB games which draws similarity with Angry Birds. 

Plot: The game requires you to throw a red ball through a slingshot to knock down the boxes. The game has more than 70 challenging levels where the difficulty level increases with each level.

Crime Files by Terrandroid:  

It is one of the popular 10 MB games which has simple controls. 

Plot: Crime Files is a detective game where you are a spy who solves crimes and arrests criminals. You have to examine crime spots and can also dig out deep facts about the crime. 

It is one of the small android games which is free-to-play and available on PlayStore.

Conclusion

All these small android games not just entertain us but also enhance our cognitive capabilities. Due to their small size and unique themes, such 10 MB games get millions of downloads and lovely ratings on the Play Store. 

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Budget 350-Horse 302 Part 2: Speed Parts for Power

Whether you followed along for Part 1 of this wallet-friendly small-block rebuild or not (mustang-360.com/how-to/engine/1806-budget-350-horse-302-part-1-the-machine-shop), you won’t want to miss out on Part 2. This time around it’s all about adding a healthy dose of power to a run-of-the-mill 1971 302 small-block. We’re taking what could be an average rebuild and putting a small aftermarket spin on it by tossing out the stock top end in favor of some goodies we picked up from Speedway Motors.

With a set of reasonably priced aluminum heads from Flo-Tek as the catalyst, we spec’d out a handful of other top-end parts in hopes of bumping the little 302 up near 350 horsepower. That number might not sound impressive in the days of 1,000hp Internet heroes, but if you’ll remember, small-block Fords from the early 1970s weren’t pushing too far past the 200hp mark. So if you were being pulled around by a stock 302 like we were, you know you’re going to feel an increase of 100-plus horsepower.

So what was the plan of attack, you might ask? Well, the aforementioned Flo-Tek heads were what really got us thinking. Pre-assembled (valve seats, valves, valvesprings, and retainers), these things are going for around $400 each, so at $800 for a pair of performance aluminum heads, we were off to a great start. At that point it was about picking the right assortment of supporting mods, starting with the intake manifold. This was probably the easiest decision, and since street-driven performance was the goal, an Edelbrock Performer RPM Air-Gap was a no-brainer. Time and time again we’ve seen these make solid power at the top of the powerband without sacrificing low-end torque and drivability.

Next up was camshaft selection. We wanted something that would take advantage of the higher-flowing heads and intake manifold, but again, not give up too much down low. We also wanted to keep it cheap and simple, so we stuck with a hydraulic flat tappet. What we got from Speedway Motors was a cam with an intake and exhaust duration of 219/233 at 0.050 and .477/.510 lift with 110-degree lobe separation. Finishing off the valvetrain, we went with a set of Speedway Motors 1.6:1 roller rocker arms with a 3/8-inch stud to match the Flo-Tek heads.

To get fuel and air into the engine, we could have gone EFI, but since the word “budget” is in the title of this story, we decided to keep it simple and affordable. Thus, we opted for a Holley 650-cfm Double Pumper. Then to dress things up, we went for set of Speedway Motors black aluminum, fully finned valve covers and matching 12-inch oval air cleaner. And no, we didn’t forget about spark; our 302 was already fitted with an aftermarket HEI all-in-one distributor that was working well, so we just cleaned it up and got a set of MSD Street Fire plug wires and fresh plugs.

The end result was not only nice to look at (yes, we’re a bit biased), but it also met our expectations in terms of performance. Keep on reading to see how we got from a bare block and a pile of parts to a 350hp mill that’s ready to go.

1. First up we get ready to check the crankshaft journal clearance by installing our Clevite main bearings in the main journals and caps. Remember, install notch to notch and press firmly into place, ensuring each end of the bearing sits flush.

2. After torquing all the main bolts to spec, we checked crankshaft main journal to bearing clearance using a dial bore gauge and micrometer. If the clearances are too tight or too loose, it’s better to find out now than just cross your fingers and pray it all goes well when you fire the engine for the first time.

3. Next we installed the two-piece rear main seal with the groove facing inward and used non-hardening aviation sealant on the back and the top edges. Whether you install it flush or offset is up to you, but some claim that leaving one side higher than the other is better at retaining oil.

4. Unless you really trust yourself, its best to have a second set of hands when dropping in the crankshaft—don’t forget to thoroughly cover all bearing surfaces in engine assembly lube. Adding some lube on the inside of the rear main seal is also a good idea so it doesn’t catch on the crank.

5. Set all the main caps in place and then torque to spec, starting from the center and working your way out.

6. This could have been done earlier or later, but next we tapped in the core plugs using non-hardening aviation sealant on the edges.

7. Then, with a dial indicator and magnetic base, we checked crankshaft endplay using a screwdriver between the main caps and counterweights to force the crank fore and aft.

8. Before installing the rings on our Wiseco Pro Tru Street forged pistons, we went old school and used a file in a vise to gap each ring. Tech tip: a ring filer tool makes life much easier.

9. With the rings gapped and installed on the pistons, we prepared the rods by sliding in and lubing up the rod bearings. Then we used ARP Ultra-Torque Fastener Assembly Lubricant on the rod bolts.

10. Using a custom-sized 4.030-inch ARP tapered piston ring compressor is the hot ticket for installing the pistons without pinching a ring.

11. We then torqued all the rod bolts to spec before covering the camshaft in cam assembly lube and sliding it in. A longer bolt of the same thread and diameter as the cam bolt can be used to leverage the camshaft in place once the going gets tough.

12. The timing set was next. The big deal here is making sure those two little dots—one on the crank gear and one on the cam gear—are lined up with each other on the inside. If you want to be absolutely sure of the cam timing, use a degree wheel to dial it in, but the “lining up the dots” method is fine in most cases, especially with name-brand camshafts.

13. Then we installed one head to check pushrod length, using red marker on the valve stem. After installing two lifters, pushrods, and rocker arms, and turning the engine over by hand a few times, the rocker tips left the marks you see here. Any farther down and the pushrods would be too long; any farther up and the pushrods would have been too short.

14. Before installing that head and turning the engine over a few times, we stuck on some clay to check piston-to-valve clearance. Using a depth gauge, we found we had miles of room between the valves and the valve reliefs in the piston.

15. Before installing the rest of the lifters, we smothered them in the same cam installation lube. Failure to do so could do some serious damage to the lifters and the camshaft during engine break-in, especially with flat tappet cams.

16. We installed the Flo-Tek aluminum heads using ARP head bolts, then with the lifters, pushrods, and roller rockers all in place, we proceeded to set the valve lash. We ran down the poly lock by hand until it barely found resistance. Then, after a half-turn more, locked it down.

17. Flipping the engine back over, we installed the stock oil pump and pickup using high-temp threadlocker on the bolts and torquing to spec.

18. We then tapped in the crank seal. Like the core plugs, a large socket of the same diameter can be used to install the crankshaft seal too.

19. Next up, the oil pan and timing cover went on and were torqued to spec.

20. Then on went the Edelbrock RPM Air-Gap intake manifold. You might have also noticed that ARP sent us a set of its stainless steel accessory bolts to hold everything together.

21. When installing the Speedway Motors valve covers, we applied non-hardening sealant on the top side of the Fel-Pro gasket so later if we want to remove the covers from the head, the gasket would only stick to the valve covers.

22. The stock balancer went on next. Like the oil pan, timing cover, pulleys, and other stock parts, we cleaned up and painted the original balancer before installing.

23. We then installed the thermostat, thermostat housing, and water pump on the front of the 302.

24. The end was near as we installed the pulleys and accessory brackets, a task that was even more simple than usual since we weren’t running A/C or power steering.

25. The final steps included installing the new Holley 650-cfm Double Pumper, the old HEI distributor, Street Fire plug wires, and the valve cover–matching Speedway Motors air cleaner.

26. As far as wallet-friendly, performance-oriented small-block Ford’s go, this thing actually turned out lookin’ pretty good, if we say so ourselves.

27. Better than just looking good, it also delivered on the performance end. After breaking it in on the dyno at Westech Performance Group in Mira Loma, California, our little 302 ended up making 348 peak horsepower at 6,000 rpm and 347 lb-ft of torque at 4,100 rpm—not technically 350 horsepower, but we’re claiming victory anyway.

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