#IT WASNT WORTH 1K so *DANCES*

[userkoo]

your post kinda made me realize honestly how cheap bts tickets were when i thought they would've been super expensive even for nosebleeds (which was my other option if i couldnt get closer) and it wasnt. like the price you pay is so cheap/affordable compared to other artists and what you usually get from them, which is also an opening artist eating a good 20-30 min time slot for the show & depending on the artist, they dont even dance like bts does. like when u get bts tickets, ur getting A PERFORMANCE well worth the price ticket

yes!!! they really do keep their tickets incredibly affordable. i'm not saying any performer should undersell themselves, but charging more than $100 for nosebleeds in a STADIUM?? baaaabe. come on.

i'm also not saying that the artist who i was referencing in that post puts on a bad show by any means (i've been to two of her concerts and had a blast), but a lot of people seem to be under the impression that because the production value on her shows is so high, she HAS to charge that much. bts is kind of the perfect foil to point at and say, they're ALSO providing 1.5 - 2+ hours of choreo, back up dancers, elaborate sets on stage, etc... and they're doing so for half the price.

the most expensive ticket from the artist i was referencing is $899. I'm assuming that's before fees. you know what you get for that? a seat close to the stage. bts's most expensive ticket was somewhere around $550 before fees (for the ptd shows), and you not only got the best seats in the house, you got to watch them soundcheck (which, from what i've heard, is full of fan interaction and is a super fun, intimate experience). you couldn't catch me paying almost 1k just to watch someone perform, i'm so sorry ;-;

[frechiiie]

i am mentally ill.....i just made the most impulse purchase in my life......

[honey-makki]

(1/2) aHH im so so sorry im late! but congrats on 1k!!! i would like to request a matchup 🥺 so small description of me: 5'2", on the chubbier side of things, long dark wavy hair, tanned, aries, istp-t, favorite school subject is science and history, i play tennis, im in band, favorite song atm is art gang money by swervy, sarcasm is present 25/8, i like to dance! favorite weather is rain- my friends say i act like a boy ;-; i get friendzoned a lot so i jump to conclusions a tON

(2/2) ideal date is chilling at home watching ghibli movies! favorite color is yellow, i'm korean-samoan and really invested in my culture, i would like to believe that im smart pfffft i like kpop and painting as well, and my favorite season is winter! i also have the humor of a high school boy so i have that going for me- oh also im a "bruh" girl ahaha, and a lot of my friends have called me "one of the boys" many times before smh. i hope this wasnt too crazy- thanks again! and congrats!!

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I match you with Tsukishima Kei

This man needs someone who can sass him right back and I have full faith you can do that.

I also think he would be really supportive of your hobbies and enjoy relaxing and watching movies or listening to music

💞crush💞

emotions? he doesn't know her

he likes when you chatter with Yams and sit quietly with him while studying

he thinks he likes your presence because you understand how he interacts with people and you accommodate that

he also just thinks you are very pretty but wouldn't ever admit it

just like he has no plans on admitting that he feels differently about you than he does yams

that is until he hears you talk about this guy who confessed to you recently and how you turned him down

and even though you turned him down, tsukki is very jealous which leads to him having a very serious emotional breakdown one night while figuring out and accepting his feelings

he tries to still ignore it but everytime he looks at you his heart aches and he can’t take it

he was gonna give you the cold shoulder but tadashi just looked at him one day before you met up with hem and said “do it”

he confessed the next day at lunch when he tossed you your favorite snack

💞date💞

Winter was coming quickly around the corner so you and Tsukki were trying to make the most of fall and nice weather before it was gone

He took you out to your garden one evening and you see a firepit, smores ingredients, beers and chairs for the two of you.

music is floating softly in the background from a speaker placed on the table

the two of you make smores (and you find out its his first time!!!)

when you aren’t munching awa, you sip on some beers and just talk

its an easy going thing. no expectations other than being yourself, some comfortable silence occurs

but its interrupted when one of you has a weird or random thought worth entertaining. 

💞playlist💞

alternative matchup: Semi Eita

[joonbird]

Bonded

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: drabble, vampire!au, light smut

wordcount: 1k

Requested by anon!

Bite her.

“No.” Namjoon muttered, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration.

Bite her, bite her now.h

“Shut up,” His voice rose into a hiss, his eyes locked on you. You were asleep, sprawled out on your side. Your hair was fanned out on your pillow like a neat little curtain, exposing your neck. It was torture. Namjoon was starving.

Just one bite.

Namjoon groaned loudly in response. The voice in his head, the shadow on his shoulder, whatever the fuck you wanted to call it, was being particularly insistent today.

Bite bite bite bite-

Namjoon was on edge, his muscles locked in place like a jaguar poised to kill. He could see it- your pretty collarbones, the pulse of your heartbeat against your translucent, paper thin skin…but he had to resist. He couldn’t bite you. Not without your permission, not without you awake telling him when to stop so that he didn’t drink too much. 

As much as the darkness coiled inside of him wanted to drink you until there was nothing left… he resisted.

He actively resisted, because he loved you. 

Love- A concept Namjoon had always been oddly fascinated by, but never quite believed in. He was too eternally damned and soulless to ever experience something as utterly human as love.

Or so he had thought.

Stupid fucking love.

If Seokjin could see him now, he would be laughing his head off. In fact, this entire situation would have not just Seokjin, but Namjoon’s entire coven on the floor with laughter. A vampire, completely under the spell of a human? A vampire, in love with said human? Inconceivable.

Namjoon could still remember the last conversation he had with Seokjin. “I’m whipped,” he had said sadly. “She’s whipping you?” Seokjin shot up in outrage, and Namjoon heard Jungkook mutter, “Nice.” Namjoon hastened to explain, “It’s a human term. Basically… I’m bonded to her.”

Bonded. Namjoon frowned miserably to himself. Here he was, a vampire, bonded to a human, not by blood or by force, but by choice.

Humans called it a relationship and considered relationships normal human behaviour, but Namjoon was convinced otherwise. What was remotely normal about the strange fluttery feeling he got in his chest every time he looked at you? He was certain there was some dark magic involved. (Or maybe you were actually a witch. It would make sense.)

Namjoon gazed down at you now. He couldn’t deny it, normal or not, witch or not - he was completely besotted with you.

Jimin, the youngest member of the coven, had asked Namjoon if he was okay with it. With putting so much trust into a human girl, giving so much up for her. Namjoon had replied with the same answer he always gave when one of the coven members questioned his connection with you- that you were worth it.

You were bold and vivid, while everybody in his life constantly tried to blend in, you didn’t care about standing out. You were a dash of colour in a world of grey.

You let Namjoon feed off of you every now and then, a delicate nibble in the hollow of your collarbone while he fucked you from behind, rocking into you with punishing thrusts. 

A crescent moon shaped bite on the top of your breasts as he he had his fingers teasing inside of you.

His lips latched on your neck, right below your ear, while your nails fearlessly dug trails down his back, your all too human voice ripping out his name, each word dipped in emotion…

Namjoon was convinced that there was nothing better. Nothing could beat the vision of you, your orgasm glossy in your eyes and his crimson red mark on your neck. 

This was torture, he decided, you lying here with your neck exposed. It was boring enough that he laid here waiting for you to finish sleeping (the most useless of human activities Namjoon thought, he never understood why you enjoyed it so much). But this? This was torture.

He gazed at your neck now, leaning in. Perhaps one taste wouldn’t hurt. Only a sip, a kiss really, just to get him through the night…

“Namjoon I swear to fucking God if you bite me, I am going to pull your balls out of your body.“ 

He froze in place, the tips of his fangs brushing your skin. You were awake, craning your head to glare at him.

"I have a meeting tomorrow and the last thing I need are bite marks in my neck and my partners thinking I’m into some kinky shit.”

“I wasnt-”

“Don’t even try me, you were talking to yourself you weirdo, out loud. I woke up from it.”

Namjoon conceded defeat. 

“I’m sorry,” He mumbled, retreating. He watched as you shook your hair over your neck, and he let out a sigh in resignation.

“Y/N,” He began. “I’m hungry.”

You shot him a piercing glare, you were irritable- a trend he noticed when you woke up from your slumber. He didn’t know why, because the studies he’d done indicated that humans were supposed to be more rested after sleep.

“Go eat a possum or something then.”

Namjoon cocked his head to one side and pouted at you - he had heard that this was what humans sometimes did, this thing called ‘aegyo’ - but you just narrowed your eyes at him.

“Not gonna work.”

Namjoon frowned and your face softened into a smile before you yawned. 

“Sorry babe. You can feed from me tomorrow, okay?”

“I’m hungry now, though.”

“Go have a midnight snack or something - and no, not my neck.”

“What about-”

“No, I will not let you bite my thigh either.”

Namjoon frowned at you.

“Are you sure you don’t have any mind reading powers that you’re not telling me about?”

You giggled, and he recognised in your voice that you were falling asleep again. Your voice did this thing where it went all drowsy and soft, words slowing down in moments before you fell asleep.

Namjoon loved when your voice was like that. He wriggled closer to you, lacing his arms around your waist and pressing his lips to the nape of your neck. He didn’t bite- that wasn’t his intention. He just wanted to be closer to you. To hold you and listen to each of your sleepy, mumbled words.

“I’m sure. I have a vampire boyfriend, that’s about as weird as it gets. No mind reading here.”

“Okay.”

“I love you.” You mumbled tiredly.

He couldn’t help it, a smile danced across his face as he listened to the sounds of your breathing evening out, signalling that you were falling asleep. He held you even closer, let out a tiny sigh.

If this was what being bonded to a human felt like, then he was okay with it. More than okay with it.

“I love you too.”