myjunguwus

[myjunguwus]

to all y’all graduating, finishing a semester, thinking about starting school, leaving school, looking for a job, working, resting, improving, or trying every day to do whatever you can to be the person you want to be… I’m so proud of you, and I hope you are proud of yourself. it hasn’t been easy, but here you are, and you’re doing so good. I love you, keep it up, I know you can do this

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Stop.🖐️.and watch...and listen to a short story about my children ♥️🧑‍🤝‍🧑🧑‍🤝‍🧑

@libraryjones @alhabil @libraryjones @handsomecleverandrich @pedestrianwolves @willhelp-exe @getoheaven @yourmoonmomma @personofsinterest @hametsukaishi @homoerotic

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only thing that stands between me and going to bed is the entire internet that fits in the palm of my hand

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I-

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𝘀𝘂𝗯𝘁𝗲𝘅𝘁・l.f.

— in which you forget that your hot housemate follows you on twitter.

𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀・1.1k 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴・roommate!felix x gn!streamer!reader 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲𝘀・fluff, flirting, kind of an smau, implied friends to lovers, humor if u count jeongin being a piece of shit

𝗮/𝗻・saw this tweet the other day and it was so painfully lix coded that i knew i had to write something asap. contains a tiny bit of gaming jargon but is hopefully comprehensible. ENJOY ♡

y/n ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ @ y/nxx

if someone brings you fresh cut fruit to your table when you're gaming, they either like LIKE you or it's your mom

11:23 A.M.・Oct. 2023・220.2K Views

bokkie 🐣 liked your post.

“My tweet?”

You read aloud the newest text in your chatroom, and your face brightens when you remember the one in question.

“Oh, about the fruit—no, it’s so true though. And I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but I have an inkling she did it to guilt trip me." You change your posture and adopt your best motherly tone of voice. "‘This is your tenth consecutive hour wasting your young adulthood in front of that damn screen. I am now going to hand deliver apple slices straight to your mouth.’ That kind of vibe, y'know?"

A slew of messages follows your anecdote, but it is a comment from one of your moderators that catches your eye first:

je0ng1n: what about the other option tho 👀

You groan at the sight of his username. “Man, why are you always here? Don't you have a job?"

je0ng1n: i’m on break je0ng1n: taking a dump je0ng1n: ungrateful bitch

You brandish a middle finger to the camera. “Hope the dump sucks."

je0ng1n: HEY je0ng1n: don’t even joke about that :(

An involuntary cackle precedes your next words. “If you’re actually wondering, though, the only person who’s brought me fruit while I’m playing video games is indeed my mother. Heartbreaking, I know.”

At this, the steady flow of messages morphs into a gallery of depressed cat emoticons; your audience never fails to impress you with their way with words.

“But if someone other than your disappointed parent is bringing you fruit,” you go on, “they might as well get on one knee in the process, honestly. That's such an adorable, loving thing to do.”

Suddenly, the words MATCH FOUND splash across your monitor, and you move your cursor to accept the game invite—only to be met with a pop-up window and a familiar error sound that grates on your ears like screeching tires.

You know how this story ends: the lights in your mouse go dark, and you look on in dejected silence.

je0ng1n: LMFAOOOOO je0ng1n: bro’s mouse definitely just exploded again

“You guessed it," you sigh. “Hang tight for a sec, guys."

Half an hour ago, you could’ve sworn you heard sneakers being kicked off, a set of keys falling against plastic. Now, you pull one side of your headphones off and roll your chair a few feet backward, calling through your half-open door: “Lix, are you home?”

You pick up on a soft clunk that sounds like metal hitting wood—the cutting board, maybe?—and then your housemate's low, accented answer bounces off the walls of your shared hallway.

“Yeah, you alright?”

“The mouse,” you say helplessly.

“Ah.” It’s not the first time you’ve summoned him for this. “Be right there.”

A few seconds later, you remember to tack on a hurried disclaimer: “I’m live, by the way!”

“I know.”

This brings a bashful smile to your face, though the expression quickly turns to one of pure dismay when you return to your desk and witness the disastrous state of your chat.

Felix has become a regular guest on your stream by now, always popping in to show you a TikTok or ask for your opinion on a new pair of jeans or simply give your camera an awkward wave—but he may as well own your channel with how completely and unequivocally he has captured the hearts of your viewers. They’re convinced he’s the sexiest person to ever grace the earth, with his chiseled features and coffee-colored eyes; with a grin that could set entire estates on fire and a voice that could scrape the nadir of the Grand Canyon.

Do you agree? Absolutely.

Do you have any intention of voicing this sentiment, so long as you’re splitting rent with him? Absolutely the hell not.

Another of Jeongin’s messages—GET ME HIS NUMBER OR I GET VIOLENT—inspires you to minimize the stream window before Felix gets here. It’s for the best.

A few moments later, the door opens, and the air shifts inside your room. A hand comes to rest on the top of your head; a familiar silhouette appears in your periphery. There is a fond grin plastered across your face and a bright greeting sitting readily on the tip of your tongue.

But then, Felix places a plate of freshly cut fruit in the empty space to the left of your keyboard—here, he hums, the sound falling against the shell of your ear like a drop of melted chocolate. And the gears of your brain grind to a complete stop.

There is no further acknowledgment; no supplementary explanation for what he's just done. He simply picks up your mouse and gets to work.

The words of your tweet swim dizzyingly before your eyes, not unlike those halos of stars and birds that revolve around disoriented cartoon characters. And you’re suddenly, achingly aware of your roommate's arm nudging against yours as he tinkers away; of the aromas of vanilla and laundry detergent that always come with his proximity; of the heat that’s risen to your face, and the plethora of questions that have surfaced to your mind.

A soft huff of laughter follows a gentle utterance of your name, and you snap out of your trance. Felix’s eyes are glinting with amusement when you meet them.

“It’s been recalibrated,” he says, handing back your mouse. “Just give it a few minutes.”

Your fingertips brush over his palm when you accept the object, and even this blink of contact has your heart performing an elaborate hopscotch routine across the plane of your chest.

It’s either your mom, or…

“Thank you,” you mumble, finally retrieving your larynx from the bottom of the Atlantic.

“Anytime,” Felix returns, and you know he means it. “You need a duo, by the way?"

“Yes, please.”

He gives you a warm smile at this, and there’s a hint of something else—something new—in the curve of his lips. “Give me two.” And he’s gone as quickly as he'd come.

You will never know how Felix slips his phone out of his pocket the second he emerges from your room, his pulse hounding his ears as he turns a nervous gaze upon his screen.

There is now a supersonic blur of messages saturating your chatroom, a colorful cacophony of moving emotes and capital letters, but he is focused wholly on the person in front of the camera and how you slowly lift a hand to your mouth, deathly silent despite your every viewer demanding your comment on the matter, your sanguine cheeks visible even through the gaps of your fingers.

That is all he needs to know.

Felix sinks into the leather of his gaming chair and bends to power on his computer. Only after a deep breath blows past his lips does his smile start to stretch into a grin, every bit as embarrassed as it is relieved.

je0ng1n: no way je0ng1n: no fucking way je0ng1n: my heart fluttered je0ng1n: wtf je0ng1n: how’d you pull HIM??

y/nxx has removed je0ng1n as a moderator of this channel.

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Everyone who's ever met Jungkook has talked about how humble and kind and sweet and friendly he is. He helps clean up with the staff, he buys staff things too, he does spontaneous lives for his fans and he's openly said that he's okay with people approaching him if they see him (within reason).

And whilst part of that will be how his parents raised him...your teenage years are hugely influential on what type of person you'll grow into, and what kind of people you surround yourself with are important to that.

What that means, is that teenage Jungkook was basically raised by six other teenage boys of varying ages and backgrounds...and because they were all good, hard working and kind people...it moulded Jungkook into that too. As he said, he could've easily turned into a mean person if they'd been mean because teenagers are so damn impressionable.

And when you look at how universally adored and respected Jungkook is by other idols, the media, the fans and the other members...that's a really great reflection on the kind of people BTS are.

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Ah yes, some very inspiring words from our leader 💛

namjoon always knows what to say to make me feel better ♡

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jimin clips that provide me with so much serotonin and love that it literally makes me tear up (part 1)

cr. namuspromised, 0613data

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e·the·re·al [ih-theer-ee-uhl]

adjetive

1. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world.

for @bubmyg ︎♡

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JUNGKOOK - ‘SEVEN’ CONCEPT VIDEO

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This is so awesome, I love this!

HAECHAN-VERSE

Click here to play the arcade-style video game honouring HAECHAN’s career so far, exclusively designed in celebration of his 23rd birthday

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HAECHAN — ARENA X LOUIS VUITTON

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l.haechan recs

Keep reading

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just yoongi’s hands 🥰

(cr: in the soop: @/jung-koook,bangbangcon:@/0613data)

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wishing all the best recovery for haechan and that he doesn’t blame himself,and hope mark gets a break soon so this doesn’t happen to him too. Love you haechan❤️❤️

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slaughterhouse | nct series

BREAKING NEWS: man found dead in his vacation home, where he whisked friends and family away on a two-week trip. Police suspect the culprit is amongst one of the people in the home.

ALTERNATIVELY: After the mysterious murder of Lee Taeyong in his vacation home, you - a dedicated detective - are called onto the case to investigate and bring the culprit to justice. Task gone complicated when you realize that the responsible person could have only been someone already inside.

WARNINGS: character death, graphic depictions of murder/death/violence, crime, mature content, (some) smut but most of it is implied as it is not a focus, a (very angsty) pinch of romance

WANTED: if you have any information, apply to the taglist here for a 5k reward

chapter one: casualty

the interrogation.

a strange murder has taken place in the lee home and it’s your job to get to the bottom of it. to initiate, you start digging into the lives of your victim and the suspects to uncover secrets that may have potentially led to taeyong’s demise.

publish date; october 3rd, 2022

chapter two: mayhem

the chaos.

the death of lee taeyong is more of an enigma than you suspected. the more answers you get, the more questions; but the more questions, the less answers.

publish date; n/a

chapter three: sinner

the midpoint.

anyone with your experience knows this - digging too deep is dangerous. you don’t know who’s friend or foe. but you can’t and you won’t stop until you’ve solved the puzzle.

publish date; n/a

chapter four: the calm before the storm

the prequel.

the storm is approaching - you can feel it. terror is creeping around you in drizzles compared to what has yet to come. this is only the beginning.

publish date; n/a

chapter five: midnight

the new dawn.

all of your fight in the past few weeks culminates in this final war for justice. the dots are connecting and clicking into place. this is where the night ends and the new day begins.

publish date; n/a