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BTS Reaction to Y/N Being a Young Self- Made Millionaire
Note: Hope y’all like it! I kinda strayed from the prompt but I’m happy if y’all are happy :) I’m still trying to fix my blog up but eventually this will be in my navigation. Have a good day!!
Seokjin
You were so stressed out. Somehow all of your work had piled up on you and here you were, Friday night, struggling to finish emails and necessary paperwork. It seemed like the pile of papers never got smaller even though you had been working all day. Stuck in the middle of a very important email, there was a soft, barely audible, knock on the door.
“Y/N..? ” You’re boyfriend stuck his head in. “Love it’s me.”
You hummed in response, much too occupied to give anything better. You loved Seokjin but now was definitely not the time to fawn over his gorgeousness.
Seokjin crossed the room til he was standing right in front of you. “I know you haven’t eaten.” He stated rather than asked. “So I brought you some food,” he continued and placed a bag of food on the only empty spot on your desk. Seokjin know that running your own million dollar company was taking a toll on you. He then bent over and gave you a small peck on your forehead. “I’m proud of you. You know that?” He smiled.
Yoongi
You were very nervous about today. This was going to be the first time that Yoongi met your family. Since the very start you knew that your relationship with Yoongi was going to last a while, and it was only a matter of time before he would get to meet your family. But what worried you wasn’t what your family would think (you knew they would love him). What worried you was what Yoongi would think about your family’s home.
Of course since making a name for yourself you offered to buy your parents their dream home. But your parents being simple people, they didn’t need all the bells and whistles, so their home was a little on the small side.
You and Yoongi pulled up to your parent’s driveway when he turned to you. “This is their house?” He asked.
You nodded. “I know it’s nothing extravagant but it’s what they wanted,” you defended.
“And you said that you paid for their house?” You nodded again. “Y/N,” Yoongi smiled. “That’s amazing! I know that you basically earned all the money you have, but to buy your parent’s such a nice house is just… wow. You’re amazing.”
Hoseok
You and Hobi both had been very busy recently. The boys were having a comeback so much of his time was dedicated to practices and recordings. And you had recently sealed a deal with another company and had been working on how to merge the companies together for a new product.Needless to say you both had not spent a lot of time together.
But today you and Hobi made plans to have a strict “no work date.” You both had promised not to talk, think, or worry about work while you both were out today. That was the plan at least, but your phone kept ringing every few minutes.
You gave Hoseok an apologetic look before taking the call. After a few minutes of going back and forth with your second in command you felt your phone being ripped out of your hands.
Hobi took it, hung up, and turned off your phone. “Nope!” He exclaimed loudly. “Not today. I am going to enjoy a nice day with my girlfriend and no one is going to ruin that for me. You can save the world another day Y/N,” he smiled.
Namjoon
“Thank you sir. I hope to hear from you in the future.” You smiled as a much older man shook your hand. After he left you turned to look for your boyfriend. Being one of the very few young couples at this dinner party you really didn’t expect to lose him in the crowd.
“You know,” a familiar voice came up behind you. You turned and came face to face with Namjoon’s smile. “I never realized why these parties were so important. Doesn’t it just seem like a bunch of old men flaunting their wealth to each other.” You giggled and latched onto his side.
“These parties are in fact very important,” you lightly scolded. “If I meet the right people it could help my company grow. And besides,” you kissed Namjoon’s dimple, “you look good in a suite.”
“I guess,” Namjoon shyly smiles, which deeped his already present dimple. “But still. You’ve already profited so much and have done everything on your own. Do you really need another million dollars?”
“Says you Mr. Idol Suparstar,” you laughed. “You should know that I do it out of passion.”
Jimin
Finally, after months, yours and Jimin’s schedules lined up so that you both would have a couple days to be with each other. It had been forever since it was just the two of you. You both have decided to have a simple mall shopping date.
You had been window shopping for a few hours when something in particular caught Jimin’s eye. They were a set of rings that had a very intricate design with an equally detailed ear piece to match.
“These would look beautiful for a photo shoot or something don’t you think Y/N?” You nodded in agreement, and that settled it.
At the register Jimin was going through his wallet and pockets with increasing panic. “Where’s that damn card,” he huffed.
In the meantime time you had pulled out your card and paid for the ring and earring set. Jimin watched with a pout. You put the bag in Jimin’s hands and smiled. “Don’t worry babe the company has been doing really well, so think of it as an early birthday present or something.”
Taehyung
Tae’s birthday was coming up and you were pressed for time to get him a present. Somehow time had slipped away from you and it was a matter of days away. You had gone out to countless shops and couldn’t find anything that Taehyung either didn’t already have or didn’t fit his style. You knew he wouldn’t care but you did.
You came up with the idea of having a vacation for just the two of you.
The day of his birthday Taehyung opened the small box. In a few seconds he looked at you, mouth wide open. “This is too much Y/N!” It was an all expense paid trip to Paris, with first class seating, and one of the most beautiful hotels in the middle of the city.
“Hush,” you giggled. “Just let me spoil you for once.”
Tae got up from his seat and gathered you in his arms, leaving light pecks all over your face. “You’re too good for me,” he said in between kisses, before landing one on your lips.
Jungkook
You had a relatively successful online company that you had been managing for a while. But recently you had been given offers by much bigger companies that would sky rocket everything for you. So taking the risk, you signed on, and those companies decided to throw a huge launch party tonight.
The only problem was you couldn’t find your notes for your thank you speech. “Damnit I know I left it here so where is it!” You said to no one in particular, while looking under some more paperwork.
“Whatcha looking for babe?”Jungkook was standing at the doorway struggling to put his tie on.
“The stupid thank you speech I wrote! Have you seen it?”
“It’s on the table.” He simply answered. Still not quite figuring out the knot.
“I already checked,” yet you still ran out of the room to the kitchen, and sure enough there it was.
“Y/N relax hun. Everyone at this party is already going to be wowed by your accomplishments and looks. You don’t need a speech to put you over the top too,” Jungkook teased.
#bts#bts reaction#bts imagine#bts kim namjoon#bts kim seokjin#bts min yoongi#bts jeon hoseok#bts park jimin#bts kim taehyung#bts jeon jungguk#bts fluff
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Do you know why there’s no stories based off of girls like me? Because there wouldn’t be a story to tell. I’m not the girl who’s stunningly beautiful; and I’m not the girl who’s risqué and sexy. I’m the girl that’s in the background. In a novel I’m a supporting character; the type of girl that gives good advice but never take it for herself because she knows that things wouldn’t work out the same. If there were ever to be a story about a girl like me it would go like this:
“Once upon a time there was a quiet girl, who never took risks and never brought attention to herself. She only really lived in her fantasies so she couldn’t get hurt. And that’s how she lived her whole life. The end.”
Not much of a story is it.
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Ok this is literally all I can think about now so thanks @floralspined for writing inspo ig 🤷🏻♀️
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Just imagine Namjoon relaxing at a cafe or under a tree for some quiet reading time. Not that he necessarily needs it to be quiet but he wants to be able to take in every word without interruption; plus it’s a nice day so why not leave the dorm for a little bit. No one else is really around so Namjoon makes himself at home.
So he’s reading this book that a member had gotten for him. So far it has been pretty thought provoking so he hangs onto every word. It’s almost dreamlike flipping page after page as he becomes more emersed in his novel. It is in this state where it hits him. The perfect paragraph. The one that beautifully romanticizes and describes his love for you.
After finishing the page Namjoon can’t help but place the book down for a little bit just to process what he just read. He thinks about you. How you made him feel safe and at home. And until now he’s never had the right words to say it. But on that page everything was said perfectly. From the way he sees you to the way he has grown to love you. All of it beautifully written.
He quickly opens the book back up and memorizes everything he can. From the chapter to the page number to a few lines from every paragraph. He needs to remember this for later.
As he hurries to commit everything to memory there’s a soft ding in his pocket. Namjoon pulls his eyes away from the book for a quick second to see that it was you texting. A soft smile graces his lips as he responds ‘hey I was just thinking about you.’
#bts drabble#bts imagines#bts reactions#bts senarios#bts writing prompt#bts kim namjoon#bts kim taehyung#bts kim seokjin#bts park jimin#bts jeon jungguk#bts jeon hoseok#bts min yoongi#namjoon imagine#namjoon drabble#reader!namjoon#coffee shop imagine
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Decisions Decisions...
Bit longer than normal but I was huge,y inspired by a conversation I had the other week. Maybe I’ll write another part we’ll see ☺️ Anyways...
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It seemed as though they had been apart of my life since the beginning. I don’t remember a time where they weren’t there and I definitely don’t remember a time where I could fully make a decision on my own. It just kinda worked that way. In a way they were my guardians- in a moral sense that is. Angelo and Lucy were always by my sides-literally- and constantly arguing as we all debated over the simplest of things. Well... honestly we have all gotten better about the arguing, but nonetheless if someone felt they weren’t being heard there was at least a 30 minute delay before we could move on.
Today seemed like a lucky day. Angelo and Lucy both decided (on their own I might add) to see how long I could go on my own. I guess they have noticed that their constant arguing was getting on my nerves lately. Not that I can blame them for worrying because they have been apart of my life for as long as I could remember, but still. At least they were able to see that I survived the morning all on my own. I’m feeling good about today.
I turn into the campus parking lot to my usual spot, and make it to my locker with more than enough time before my first class.
“Ya know guys this is typically the year where we are /supposed/ to start taking risks and doing everything the parents told us not to...maybe we sho-“
“Lucy we’re not doing drugs of any kind! You know her parents would literally disown her! Well...maybe not literally but still!” As always Angelo was a bit of a nervous wreck when it came to my well being and Lucy coming up with radical ideas. I thinks she just like to get a rise out of him.
“Ok Angie I hear you bud, loud and clear,” Lucy started.
“Clearly you don’t.” Angelo all but muttered to himself.
“And drugs are out of the picture...for now. Buutttt what if we tried drinking? Maybe even on I dont know, ditch a class?” She said with a huge, smug smile on her face.
“Absolutely not! Do you have any idea what that would...”
At this point I kinda tuned out. I love my guardians but when Lucy got Angelo all riled up he was hard to shut back up. Might as well let him get it out of his system. I also knew that out of the two of them Angelo was having a harder time letting me be in control.
So with a slight smile on my face- because Lucy egging Angelo on is a little funny- I collect my books to head to class. As I finish switching out my books the two have managed to come to some sort of agreement. Without much thought I go to close my locker door before I head to class.
“What are you all smiley about?” A soft voice comes from beside me. This question comes from a girl just slightly shorter than me -but enough that she still has to look up when we talk- and much prettier.
I jump a little. Normally with the guardians making my every decision I am able to keep an eye out for the people around me. I learned early on that only I can see Lucy and Angelo. While they go back and forth I can easily tune them out to keep an eye on the people around me. Guess I’ll have to get used to the multitasking.
“Hey Charlie,” I try to hide my now growing smile.
“Whatcha smiling about? Is the math books trying to flirt with you?” She giggles and leans against the lockers. That small giggle sends a rush of warmth through my whole body.
“Oh- uh nothing. Just thinking.” A great save by me. “Anyways what’s up?” The faster we stop talking about me the fast I can stop the heat rising to my cheeks...maybe.
“Just thought I’d see my favorite girl before class,” Charlie smiled and my cheeks grew hotter. “Besides you seemed...I don’t know different? Is everything ok?”
Sometimes I wonder if I’m an easy person to read or if it’s just that I surround myself with people, and other beings, that know me too well. “Yea everything’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be?” I give a nervous smile.
“Just making sure Ash.” She stops and looks me over. “But whatever it is you’re doing is working. You look good.” And she looks at me with the most dazzling eyes ever seen.
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#writing#original story#original characters#should i write a part 2#oh fun fact kinda a gay love story#idk take it how you will 😅
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Ugh
I dont know what’s wrong with me. I literally feel on the verge of crying and two things come to mind. Neither really make sense or is a big enough issue to cry over. I wish I was in better tune with myself so I wouldn’t get to this place and then realize something is wrong with me. I wish I had more control over my situation so I wouldn’t end up crying over something meaningless...
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End of year wrap up
It’s nearing the end of my first year at college and all I can say is that I’ve grown way more than I ever thought I would. It’s only been about 10 months since I left home but I have learned so much more than I have in the past 19 years of living. I have way more passions than I know what to do with. I have made some of the closest friends after spending the first couple months almost totally alone. But the biggest thing I’ve learned is to accept change and accept when I have done something wrong and to learn from it.
At the beginning the year I let myself get heartbroken over and over again by people who I thought had the same intentions as me. Not so say that everyone is has alterior motives. I’ve just been able to learn that most of the people from the first few months were looking out for themselves before they even thought about me.
All I can say is I’ve grown.
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Let go
This could just be me but I’m getting so irritated with people holding onto negative feelings. Really what good does it do? I have plenty of friends claiming to be over a break up or other meaningless drama, and yet they still complain about the other people involved, or now make it their job to ruin the next person’s life. I have found that holding grudges and other negative feelings are so time consuming and energy wasting. What good is it to still be mad about the past when you can be building your future
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Who cares anyways?
I’ve learned that putting on a show does no good. It breaks my heart to see people I love claim that they are living their true unapologetic self, and yet they worry so much about what people are saying behind their backs. Please stop living for anyone but yourself. I find that it just adds extra stress to constantly worry about what others are saying about you. You may say that you don’t care about what people are saying but feel the need to put on a a smile to act as though you’re not bothered. What good does it do?
#people be trying me today#im so over it#just cant stand seeing people i love torture themselves anymore#writing#me#mine#just my thoughts#just my opinion#idk
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Healing pt 2
I want to say that I am the happiest I’ve been. And in some ways it is true. For the first time in a long while I can smile without feeling like I’m putting on a mask, and I can share emotions without fear of rejection. I can also finally listen to that album that once upon a time reminded me so much of you.
There was a time that during the chorus I could feel the ghost of your lips. And if I closed my eyes real tight I could see us in your car stopped at a red light. There was a time where I couldn’t put myself through the torture, so I abandoned my favorite artist and album. Now when I hear that same song I can smile at the memory of you and the ghost of your presence.
#happier#based off of ed sheeran kinda#i mean the album is ed sheerans soooo#yea#anyways#im doing beter surprisingly#slowly making progress#and even better days to come
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Healing
There was a time we’re I didn’t think I would ever be able to listen to certain songs without thinking of you. There was a time where i didn’t know if I would be able to fully heal.
Months later I still can’t get rid of those sweet memories. I still feel your gaze on me, or the ghost of your lips between red lights. But I can finally listen to those songs. I can finally breathe normally when the chorus plays. And I have almost forgiven you.
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Things You Won't Learn In A College Classroom pt. 1
-Just because you are the smallest in your friend group does not mean that you can't and won't out drink any of them (dont @me)
-People are either the nicest yoy will ever meet or snakes (just stay away from older frat guys)
-Forgiveness is a process and it takes an unlimited amount of time
-You can always get lost in the crowd no matter how big your school is
-You won't always be best friends with your roommate, just learn to work together
-Be aware and listen to your body (especially when smoking, drinking, or other unholy acts)
-Relationships as a freshman are stupid, just stay single
-Dating apps are more fun when done as a group effort (trust y'all just sit around laughing and maybe finesse your way into a free coffee or weed who knows)
-Literally none of your GE professors care about anything
-As a result most GEs are probably designed to weed out the stupid people so just do your best
-Peer pressure is not a thing (?)
-Like it is, but for the most part people respect your decisions (especially stoners & drunk girls)
-As a freshman you probably won't do a lot for your breaks so try not to fight your parents too much
-If youre gonna be a hoe be the best hoe you can be but be safe (this goes for things other than sex)
- No one owes you anything
-Be friends with people who have dogs or cats (need I say more)
-Enjoy it!!
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Random Things My Anthro Professor Has Said 4/19
These are legit quotes from the man himself and I just feel like it needs to be shared cuz it’s all my friend and I laugh about
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-”If you’re going to be president please always wear a suite and use your full name (ie Wills should use William). People will actually listen to you and you won’t be as useless as Jimmy Carter was.”
-”The CIA will always be ok with people making and doing heroin if it somehow benefits them.”
- *to the people sleeping during lecture* ”NEVER FALL ASLEEP ON RUSSIA!!! THEY WILL SNEAK UP ON YOU AND TAKE ALL YOUR SHIT ”
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Intro to the book I’ll never write
This isn’t a love story. I mean it is, but it won’t seem like that for a long time. The main reason for this is I’m a major screw up. It’ll sound cliche but I wasn’t made to be loved and neither was he. And this becomes much harder when your love for each other isn’t recognized by the society you live in. So yes, in some ways this might seem like a love story or a tragedy, and yes this may also seem like some epic novel built on adventure. But in all reality this is a story of how we somehow made it out alive and realized that we might actually be perfect for each other.
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