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1kook · 3 years

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ZOOM CALL

⇢ meeting two

jeon jungkook x (f) reader

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summary: Most notably, there’s one group project waiting for you, which leads you to Friday. Sitting at your desk, bright and early, absolutely dreading being assigned to your group. genre: fluff, slice of life, smut (tags tba) warnings: ITS A SLOW BURN OKAY...., sweetheart jk, campus crush jk, college crushes, social distancing, zoom -_-, jk owns a keroppi plush, oc thirsts over his hot bod, jk’s sweet attempts at flirting </3 he’s just 2 cute for his own good ratings: e for everyone <3 wc: 3.7k

notes: this took long bc i wrote one version but it was SO LAME u guys r lucky my friend and editor ( @kigurumu 🖤 ) stopped me from posting it. so then i had to reorganize my thoughts n b like girl. the ppl are waiting. get it together. anyway here’s zoom jk 😎

Being grouped with Jeon Jungkook (he/him) for your first class on the first day of your first Zoom semester truly sets the standard.

By no means do your other classes suck; they’re quite enjoyable, more relevant to your area of study. They’re familiar which makes them comfortable, your Zoom meetings filled with faces you’ve seen time and time again the last four years. The material interests you, so you definitely don’t have anything against them or your classmates.

That being said, no one is prepared for the awkwardness that comes with each and every Zoom meeting. You never thought you’d be embarrassed to turn your mic on— to speak in a class filled with your peers. And the meetings are all like that, filled with uncomfortable silences and endless black screens.

You wish there was a Jeon Jungkook (he/him) in every class.

Jungkook’s just got this bubbly aura to him, this magnetic presence that staples itself into the back of your mind with each passing day. No one fills a Zoom call like he does, making every person laugh and smile like him.

Wednesday rolls around and you find yourself a little disheartened when you don’t get sorted into the same randomized group as him again. Disappointment melts into annoyance when you find out how incompetent your other classmates are, refusing to speak in the small group or just completely clocking out all together. A lot of them didn’t do the reading— the one you stayed up all night doing —and your first partnered assignment of the semester finds you doing it all by yourself. Muted mics, black windows, complete radio silence; you hated it all.

You find yourself weirdly longing for Jeon Jungkook’s presence, even if he’s only there to talk about some movie he saw last night. No one is as much of a chatterbox as him, can’t even hold a candle to the way he draws everyone in with his mindless conversations. At least he speaks during Breakout Rooms, you think bitterly.

Anyway, the first week of classes ends and your brain is a frenzied mess. There’s schedules to memorize, professors to impress, assignments to plan out. There’s definitely no time to sit around and fantasize about the curly haired cutie in one of your general classes. The weekend is spent trying to organize your planner, filling in due dates and exam days ahead of time. It’s your last semester and you’re dead set on making it your best one yet. There’s a lot of written work this time around, analyses and research papers that need to be organized. The road ahead is manageable, but you’ll have to work hard to keep it that way for the next five months.

Most notably, there’s one group project waiting for you, which leads you to Friday. Sitting at your desk, bright and early, absolutely dreading being assigned to your group.

Jungkook is early this time, not like on Monday where he’d been one of the last to filter in, and he’s looking as chirpy as ever. Donning this horrendously hot pink shirt, completely unlike the neutral tones he’d worn during your last two meetings and that decorate his room, and the cutest pair of circle glasses sitting on his nose. He says his regularly scheduled ‘good morning’ to you all and receives a collective response from the rest of the class that not even your professor got.

Speaking of the professor, you’ve been giving him the stink eye this whole time. Not that he can tell, given the fact he’s probably miles away in his own home while you angrily glare at him through your webcam. It’s this old guy who’s decided to sort you all into semester long groups for the class, which is the absolute worst. These types of groups always go the same way: you make a group chat promising to study together, those plans fall through, and then everyone just leeches off of each other for homework answers. And in most cases, it’s you handing over your homework answers because no one else ever bothers to do anything. Sadly, it’s a routine you’ve had to suffer through many times in your academic career.

The thought makes you sick. Having to spend another semester being labeled as the bossy, nerdy dictator of the group? Not exactly how you wanted to spend the last few months of college, but there’s nothing you can do. Maybe this time around you’ll just let it be, won’t fight it (and by it, you mean your lazy classmates when they inevitably try to guilt trip you for homework) and simply let it run its course.

“I’m going to put you guys into Breakout Rooms with your new groups!” your professor claps excitedly, and then you and the rest of your classmates are forced to watch him lean too close to the camera as he begins clicking around to find the preset groups he’s assigned the class. “Remember, guys, this is it for the rest of the semester. So if something isn’t right, let me know by the end of today.”

Man, this was going to suck, you groan. The syllabus had said that the purpose of these groups was to keep you all connected with your classmates during these trying times, to give you the same opportunities in-person learning would. Frankly, you’re not too worried about making friends with everyone in this large class. Most of them are younger than you anyway, save for Jeon Jungkook (he/him) and a handful of others who are apparently in your year. Befriending lowerclassmen only to have to bid them adieu in a few months seems awfully sad, a little too heartbreaking. You really just want to get a good grade in this class, collect the last of your credits, and put this whole college experience behind you.

Your thoughts are wrapped up by the pop-up message that appears on screen.

The host is inviting you to join a Breakout Room: Group 12

You sigh, contemplate dropping this class for all of two seconds, before dutifully accepting the request. Worse comes to worst, you make up some lie to tell your professor that you’re allergic to group work and hope it works. (It won’t.)

You sit through the mandatory loading screen for a few seconds before being abruptly dumped into your new room, Group 12, or so the message had said. There’s no one else here yet, which isn’t really a surprise. A lot of your classmates are probably like you, scowling at the pop up message every time your professor sends you into small groups before accepting the request. So you chill by yourself, eyes tracing over your own mirrored image. The notes on last night’s reading are neatly laid out before you, your copy of the book off to the side.

Another beat and then, much to your surprise, Jeon Jungkook (he/him) is appearing in your room. “Oh,” he says, round eyes magnified by the thick lens of his glasses, the glare of the computer’s glow casting a funny shape across the lens that momentarily robs you of his pretty eyes. His pretty pink lips stretch into a smile, upper lip thinning out a bit when he flashes you those perfect teeth. “Hi, __,” he greets politely, bubbly.

It’s embarrassing how much his presence affects you, your back going ramrod straight in a terrible attempt to compose yourself. “Hi, Jungkook,” you manage to get out, fingers nervously reaching for something, anything, to ground yourself. They land on a pencil.

Jungkook doesn’t seem even the slightest bit aware of the commotion he causes within you. “I was really nervous for these groups,” he begins rambling right away, lips pushing down into an exaggerated frown as he shivers at the memory. “But I’m glad I got placed with someone hardworking like you!”

Despite how sweet he sounds, you’re not entirely sure if he’s buttering you up just to take advantage of your ‘hardworking’ attitude later down the road or if he’s genuinely being polite. The little information you know about Jungkook wants you to believe it is the latter; he’s very kind, sweet and nice in a way that makes everyone he speaks to feel warm. Still, for all you know this could be some elaborate ruse of his to make you trust him now and then convince you to do all the work for the rest of the semester.

Tentatively, you ask, “and how would you know that?” You try your best to keep your usual snappiness out of your voice, pose it simply out of curiosity. But everything you say or do feels like a stark contrast to Jungkook and his bubbliness.

His head tilts cutely to the side, imploring brown eyes looking at you for one hard second. And then, “I read your forum analysis from Wednesday,” he admits, breaking into a smile. Shy and tiny, bashfully looking down at his desk. “I thought your perspective on the piece was really interesting,” he says, lips pursing together as if he’s suddenly too embarrassed to admit such things to you.

Stunned, all you can manage is one slow nod. “Thank you,” you eventually choke out, trying to ward the heat away from your cheeks as Jungkook sheepishly nods back, cute smile still on his face.

“Oh, please,” he chuckles, raising his hand to rub at the back of his neck. “Don’t thank me!”

It is in this exact moment that you are suddenly made aware of two things.

One: despite his collection of soft sweaters and t-shirts, his bouncy curls and sweet smile, Jeon Jungkook’s body is neither as cute nor as soft as any of his belongings. In fact, Jeon Jungkook’s body is all hard planes and prominent veins. Arms beefy, biceps that bulge beneath the fabric of the short sleeve t-shirt he’s donned today. His shoulders fill out the material nicely, making him look broad and huge, but that’s not even the worst part, because—

—two: Jeon Jungkook is covered in ink. Dark streaks and swirls paint his forearms, curling around his elbow. Every inch of his pale skin is littered with tiny designs. They dance along the back of his hands, over his knuckles, and end at an unidentifiable point beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt. When he tugs at the neckline of his shirt in an effort to readjust it, you hope your eyes are deceiving you and that isn’t a hint of ink by his collarbone.

Your normal composure seems to slip away at the mere thought.

It’s Jungkook’s voice that brings you back, a soft timbre that asks, “aren’t we supposed to have someone else in our group?” You flinch as if you’ve been caught ogling him, never mind the fact he’s started mindlessly shuffling some papers around on his desk, not the slightest bit concerned with you.

“Oh— um, yes. I think,” you stammer, feeling like some creep for ogling your very cute, very sweet classmate. The memory of his inky skin nearly sends a shiver down your spine as you navigate back to the class syllabus. “We’re supposed to have at least three people,” you read off, glancing at the boy on your screen who frowns at the news.

“Do you think they dropped?” Given it was still only the first week of school, probably. There had been a fewer number of people in the call when it started, you remembered. Jungkook sighs, this rather light sound that ends in a hum. “Well, we can always wait a few minutes just in case.”

So you wait, nervously bouncing your leg up and down. It’s not awkward, or at least, not as awkward as it would be with anyone else. The other week you had silently sat with another classmate in a one-on-one discussion and hadn’t uttered a word for five minutes. It wasn’t because you didn’t care about the class, but because said classmate had been tapping away on their phone the entire time and hadn’t even responded to your simple greeting. That was awkward.

With Jungkook it’s more weird than awkward. You can tell the silence makes him uncomfortable because he keeps doing these tiny inhales like he’s about to speak, followed by a little head shake where he seemingly stops himself from saying anything at all. He wants to talk, very badly it seems, but holds back for some odd reason.

He’s scribbling on some sheet of paper, leaning forward to give you a view of the top of his head. From this angle, his shirt hangs forward and a silver necklace falls out from beneath the neckline, thuds against the table. And then your suspicions are nearly confirmed, and oh god, is that a chest piece—

You quickly look away.

Robbed of his handsome face and feeling like you’ll die if you look at his body any longer, you settle for your newly acquired favorite pastime: inspecting your classmates’ rooms over Zoom. Yes, you’ll admit it is incredibly nosy, but what else can you do? You can only look at your professor for so long until you inevitably grow bored, attention drifting off to your classmates tiny windows. And with no professor in sight, just gorgeous Jeon Jungkook, you quickly begin your examination of his bedroom.

Jungkook’s room is pretty much the same as you remember it, rather neat and plain. There’s not a lot going on in terms of decoration, which is a little surprising to say the least. Over the course of the week, you’ve watched your classmates’ dormitories and bedrooms gradually change, decorations and tapestries decorating the walls, mountains of pillows added to their beds. It’s only natural that everyone has an innate need to show off who they are now more than ever, and you thought Jungkook would be the same.

Apparently not.

Aside from the guitar you had spotted on Monday, his little dorm room remains unchanged. Blank walls, grayscale sheets. The same perfectly fluffed pillows and then—

A tiny Keroppi plush smack dab in the middle of his bed.

It’s adorable but a little out of place amongst Jungkook’s rather masculine decorations (or lack thereof). A tiny green doll sitting by his pillows, cute striped shirt and ridiculously dopey smile.

Leaning forward, you unmute yourself and conversationally say, “I love your Keroppi.”

At the sudden sound of your voice, Jungkook abruptly straightens up, glasses practically at the very tip of his nose. Eyes wide, it takes him a second to process your words before jerkily whipping around to stare at the aforementioned item. “Oh,” he jumps, slowly looking at his screen again, lips pulled into a tight line. “Um… it’s not mi—“

“It’s adorable,” you add, propping your chin in your palm, absolutely endeared with the rosy color that paints his cheeks, fades down the column of his neck.

He squirms, hurriedly pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. He looks like he’ll deny it again, nervously nibbling at his lower lip, before eventually he settles with a sigh. “I won it from a crane machine,” he confesses with a sheepish huff of laughter, rolling backwards to the edge of his bed to snatch it from its spot.

(Of course he manspreads as he sits, dark jeans hugging his thighs as he rolls back your way. His arm looks so strong, covered in all that ink, you nearly drool.)

“It’s cute, isn’t it?” he says, abandoning his embarrassment as he shakes the little figure around, makes it look like it’s dancing for you. “My mom said it looks like me.”

At that, you laugh. Loud and boisterous because you were definitely not expecting Jungkook to say that, such an odd but weirdly fitting comparison that has you looking at the doll in his hands with renewed interest. And through the pixelated screen, you can see the similarities: Jungkook does have the same smile as Keroppi.

“Your mom was right,” you agree, wiping a faux tear from the corner of your eye. “Very cute.”

Jungkook’s got this big goofy smile on, shaking his head in disbelief that you would ever dare agree with his mom. Like he’s genuinely enjoying himself, you think, oddly proud to have evoked that reaction from him. Granted, Jungkook always looks like he’s pretty happy during class, but it feels nice knowing that you were (confirmed) the reason why.

A little caught up with the bumbling feeling in your chest, you’re not expecting his next words. “Does that mean I’m cute?” he asks, still with that same dopey smile on his face.

It’s a bold statement you wouldn’t have expected from him, someone who seems content being the world’s friend, but apparently Jeon Jungkook also craves compliments.

Slowly, you nod. “...yes,” you say, trying to keep the tumultuous emotions inside of you at bay while you grant him this one compliment. Outwardly, you give him what you hope is an obviously feigned look of disbelief, managing to lace it with a little amusement as you shake your head at his inquiry. On the inside, your mind and heart are a thundering racetrack, the roar of the engines and the screams of the crowd enough to momentarily make you lose your senses. “Very cute,” you repeat, hoping he can’t hear the same pounding of your heartbeat in your throat and in your ears as you do. “Like a little frog.”

Jungkook graces your robotic response with the most boyish laugh, head tossed back as one loud cackle (because, really, there is no other way to describe the sound that tears itself from his throat) escapes him, curls bouncing back from the movement. “Cute like a frog,” he wheezes, seemingly to himself as he shakes his head with a grin, scooting closer to the camera again. “That’s a new one.”

“You set yourself up for it,” you defend, busying yourself with the papers spread out in front of you before Jungkook can distract you any further. “Anyway!” you announce, neatly lining the papers up. “Our group.”

Jungkook does his best to wipe the glee off his face, but even as he reaches around for his things, it’s still there. “Right,” he agrees, “we have to, um—“ a huff of laughter “—group contract! Or, well, partner project.”

Briefly, you consider calling in your professor to inform him of your missing partner. He had said to let him know by the end of today if something was wrong. But, honestly, you didn’t see a problem with your group the way it was now. While you can only hope he’ll turn out to be as dedicated to his work as you, as it stands now, there weren’t any major red flags surrounding Jungkook’s character.

Besides, you didn’t mind being with him for the rest of the semester.

You nod, forcing yourself to ignore the glimmer in his eyes when he looks at you through the screen. “I think it’s safe to say it’ll just be the two of us, which I don’t mind,” you say, glancing at the time on the corner of your screen to see five minutes have passed since you agreed to wait. “Do you?”

On screen, Jungkook profusely shakes his head, curls bouncing all over the place. “Nope,” he hums. “I don’t mind at all,” he reassures you, resting his chin in his palm as he regards you, and then sweetly adds, “it’ll be nice with just us, __.”

Right.

You gulp, heart fluttering at the dreaminess he exudes through your screen, the soft strand of hair that falls over his forehead, tickles his brow bone when he flashes you another smile. He was so handsome. Before you say anything silly, you quickly attempt to move on. “But it does make us more of a duo than a group.”

Jungkook looks away from his screen for the first time in what feels like forever and you finally let your heart rest for a second. “A duo,” he murmurs, shuffling through his papers. “Like Mickey and Minnie?”

You nearly choke on your spit, coughing to hide the surprise from his rather cute suggestion. He’s not even looking at you, doesn’t even realize the absolute shock he’s thrown you in by comparing the two of you to one of the most famous couples— that’s what they are, a goddamn couple, not a duo! the words mean two completely different things! —in the world. Instead, Jungkook is humming the theme song to Drake & Josh.

This man was dangerous for your heart.

After having felt all the emotions in the world in the span of ten seconds, you eventually gather the courage to say, “sure,” and quickly try to move the conversation along. “We just need to, um, make some ground rules and responsibilities for us to follow.”

Jungkook nods, finally glancing up again, but not at you. He’s glaring at some point behind his computer, brows furrowed together as he begins brainstorming on his own. You try to, really, but his lips pout adorably when he’s deep in thought, and they’re just so pink and look so soft and would feel like—

“Well, we should probably exchange numbers first,” Jungkook says, interrupting your spiraling thoughts with a new topic to spiral over. He tilts his head to the side, brown eyes focused on you.

“Yes, of course,” you stammer, fumbling for your phone as Jungkook lets out a soft yay at your acceptance of his request. Quickly, he recites his number and you type it in with trembling hands into the number pad, giving him a quick call so he can have your number as well.

You save him right away, just his name followed by the class you share with him. Not like you know any other Jeon Jungkooks, and if you did, you doubt anyone could ever leave such an impact like this Jeon Jungkook.

“__, look,” Jungkook calls, that same excitement lacing his already lovely voice, and you raise your head up at the screen again. He’s waving his phone over his camera, so you don’t get to see his face when he says, “It’s a little mouse emoji and a pink bow— just like Minnie!”

Dangerous for your heart and, most likely, the death of you this semester.

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armysantiny · 3 years

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BTS Reaction; Finding out through another member that their girlfriend was a Miss Universe

Pairing: ot7 x female reader || BTS

Genre: fluff, headcanon

Includes: Miss Universe, established relationship, eating habits (Yoongi’s), social media, forgetting (Namjoon), visiting the practice room, movie marathon, teasing.

Word count: 1.11k

Warning: eating habits

Rating: PG

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석진 (Seokjin)

Takes the news really well honestly

It was a few months into the relationship and Hoseok had come to his hyung saying that he recognised you from somewhere

He just couldn’t place it

So Seokjin asks you himself

And yeah

You used to be a Miss Universe

Hoseok in the back going “that’s where-” lol

Now that he knows, Seokjin will mention it to literally everyone

Brags about you so much

Does kinda embarrass you a little, but in a good way

Know what I mean?

You’ll invite some of your friends over to have a movie marathon and take away and this guy goes “I’ve got to work quickly, see you later Miss Universe~”

Cue teasing from your friends as well

It’s honestly really endearing

윤기 (Yoongi)

Bias!

Anyway - I feel like it’ll be one of the maknaes who tell Yoongi

Probably Jungkook; he’s on SNS and finds an article about recent past winners of Miss Universe

Sends a text to Yoongi going ‘hyung, I swear this is y/n noona?’

He looks up from his phone and you’re walking towards him, about to ask him for something

Literally does a double take

Holy shit it is you

“Yoongs, is there something up? You’re staring-”

“Baby, have you been in any competitions before?”

That’s when you realise; you never got round to telling him that you had won Miss Universe a few years back

“Oh...yeah! I used to be a Miss Universe.”

And so begins Yoongi’s curiosity

You were going to sit beside him anyway, so you do that, and he immediately starts asking the questions

Wants to know how it felt getting ready for such a huge competition

If it gave you bad eating habits, Yoongi wants to try his best to help you overcome said habits

But he is very proud of you

I mean, hello? You were a Miss Universe!

Every now and then he asks if you still remember some of the things you had to do on stage

You probably have a lot of stories to tell, and Yoongi’s more than happy to listen

호석 (Hoseok)

You two are probably dancing together when he finds out

You’re showing him a routine you remember and Taehyung - who’s been in the corner of the room on his phone - swears he’s seen it somewhere before

When you finish the routine, Hoseok is in awe and it finally clicks with Tae

Of course he remembers it - you were Miss Universe!

Everyone’s taking a break and Tae pulls his hyung to the side

“Mhm? What is it Tae?”

“Hyung, you know...I think y/n was a Miss Universe.”

“Really?”

So Tae drags him to search up previous Miss Universe winners

And there you are

Hoseok gets really giddy :)

When you two are at home, alone, he brings it up and you confirm it

Brings it up whenever anyone asks about you

So proud of you

남준 (Namjoon)

Ironically, I feel like you would have told Namjoon already

But he simply forgot about it over the course of your relationship

I imagine that while they’re at work, Yoongi walks into Joon’s studio and asks him if you’ve ever been in a competition, because he swears he’s seen your face on the news before

“Has she?”

So Yoongi searches your name up on Naver and there you are

Former Miss Universe

He doesn’t say much at first, but it’s definitely something that he thinks about while he works

A topic for dinner perhaps

You two find time for a home dinner date, and that’s when he asks

“Darling, have you been in any competitions?”

You’re confused - did he forget already?

“Joon, I thought I already told I was in Miss Universe? Did you forget?”

And then it hits him-

You did tell him

And so begins his flustered apologies

Which has you snickering because flustered Joon equals cute Joon

At least he remembers now!

지민 (Jimin)

I feel like Seokjin would be the one to tell Jimin

His mom was Miss Korea, after all

You’d probably be visiting them in their practice room

Perhaps your hair is styled a certain way, and while Jimin is complimenting you, Seokjin swears that he’s seen it before

And a few days later, Seokjin realises why it was so familiar; Jimin’s girlfriend was Miss Universe

You’re all eating together after practice and while you’re asking Jimin what you both want to do when you get home, Seokjin asks for everyone’s attention

“Hyung? What is it?”

Seokjin starts talking about pageants and that’s when you realise

He’s talking about you

“So, our dear y/n-ah, any revelations you want to share?”

Cue nervous blushing - and Jimin grinning because you’re so cute

He’s whipped I tell you-

Anyways

“We’ll yeah, I was Miss Universe a few years ago.”

When I tell you these guys give you the most overdramatic gasps

At home, Jimin gives you puppy eyes and asks you to tell him about it

You can’t say no to Jimin being cute

태형 (Taehyung)

I feel like Taehyung would find out through Jungkook

Probably during a gaming session, or the three of you are having a movie marathon

You had been telling the boys one-by-one that you had been Miss Universe

And they had taken it pretty well

But, due to their schedule, and your own work, Taehyung still didn’t know

You had offered to collect the delivery from the person at the door while Tae picked out the first movie and JK grabbed a bunch of blankets and whatnot

As you bring the food to the table, maknae over here calls out

“Ahh, Miss Universe, you’re the best!”

Jungkook didn’t just...did he?

Taehyung’s confused, you’re startled and Jungkook’s panicking

“Miss Universe? Like the pageant?”

You’re flustered and can really only nod

It’s silent for a few moments, before Taehyung reaches over to ruffle your hair

Takes it pretty well-

“You never told me you were Miss Universe!”

“I was going to, but we were both busy - the others know”

The rest of the night is fine, and when Jungkook tiredly wishes the pair of you goodnight and leaves, Tae turns to you

Wants to know everything

“I’ll tell you over breakfast tomorrow, okay?”

“Mhm~ you better tell me everything~”

정국 (Jungkook)

In my opinion, Jungkook also finds out from Seokjin

Since you were Miss Universe, and his mom was Miss Korea, there’s something you both have in common

Plus, Jungkook likes to tease you too, so there’s that-

You’re both talking about some stories from your Miss Universe competition and Jungkook silently comes up behind you

You don’t realise until you turn your head and jump in your seat

Somehow, Seokjin didn’t see him either

We’re not discussing how he didn’t see the bunny child, he just didn’t lol

“So~ my girlfriend was a Miss Universe, is that right?”

He somehow manages to turn it into a way to tease you, and now you’re blushing

“Well yes...”

Kinda just skips away with this oddly giddy smile on his face

You and Seokjin start laughing out of confusion

“Well, I definitely was not expecting that.”

Nothing is said for a moment, and then you deadpan

“He’s gonna flood me with questions later, isn’t he?”

All Seokjin can do as he stifles his snicker is nod

“Mhm~”

Later at home, that’s exactly what Jungkook does

High-key you have to stop him because you can only process so many questions at once

But hey, he’s cute - and curious - could you blame him?

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bunny-bts · 3 years

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She's Everything

Pairing: Yoogni x Reader

Summary: You moved and started anew in Korea, where you were so lucky to meet your favorite KPop idols. You've been happier the past two years than ever and all because you chose to leave romantic love in your past but you're unaware of your friends' feelings.

Warnings: maybe cursing?

Author: Based on She's Everything by Brad Paisley because this picture does things to me. Noone can tell me they don't listen to country. Part 2?

Words: a lot, I was copy pasting it to a word counter and got tired. For the record, wrote this after work so....

"Night guys," Yoogni pats all of the guys on thier shoulders. It had been a long day and he just wanted to go home and pick some strings, relieve stress. He sighs and leaves, twirling his car keys on his finger as he walks out of the studio. The sun had set hours ago and the stars lit up the sky now, he stops to look up at it for a second before walking to his car and slipping in and noticing that he had gotten a message saying he needed to do a live video. He slid his phone up on his dash and leaned his head back on his chair and groans before sighing and driving home, well the hotel room. Quiet, it was quiet, he wished he was back in Korea with you as he tosses his phone on the couch and keys on the kitchen bar table and flicks the lights on. He kicks his shoes off by the door. He made his way over to the couch and sets the laptop up for a video. Reminding himself to put on a smile as he leans over and grabs his guitar. Immediately the video has comments flooding up, he waves and gestures his guitar and explains he had a long day and wants to play. Just like that, song suggestions fly in, he can't even keep up to read them all but he catches the one that he was hoping to see. Yours. "Play something country," he shakes his head and smiles. He can't out right say Y/N and acknowledge you but he finds the chord and starts playing and you know he saw your comment. He plays and his mind wanders, he just focuses on the music and memories of the past few years flood his mind

She's a yellow pair of running shoes

He doesn't realize he is about to laugh as he starts singing because of the memory. It was maybe six months ago when you and Jungkook, being the idiots you both were and the same age, decided that you wanted to race to see who would buy the other cake at lunch. You won, despite your legs not being as long they carried you just as fast. You wanted to do it barefoot but Jin and Namjoon wouldn't allow it, you insisted the shoes slowed you down. Truth was you just hated wearing shoes. You did start taking off barefoot but they said no because it was on pavement, much to your annoyance. Your shoes were yellow because they were a dirty pair of what used to be white knock off converses and they just got dingy with age. Come to think of it, you may have actually been faster without them, you had some powerful feet.

A holey pair of jeans

All of your damn pants had holes in them. All of them that fit you at least, you either bought them ripped or there was one pair you sandpapered a rip into and wore so much that the fashionable little rip turned to a giant gaping hole in the knees because the strings popped and faded away. God, your jeans aggravated him.

She looks great in cheap sunglasses

You were frugal. He remembers a trip to a mall one time with you and Jungkook, and Joon. Joon wanted to visit the sunglasses shop because he had broken yet another pair. As Namjoon tried some on and he leaned on the door waiting for you all because he just wanted to sleep that day. "Y/N, try these," Joon hands you a pair and he remembers watching. "Ray-Bans, ey~ she got them Ray Bans-," you tried them on, "I can dig it," you make your rapper face in the mirror until you see the price. "What the fuck? Oh hell no, you just gonna break them anyway. Come-on." Then you dragged the boys out by their hands and told Namjoon to drive to a gas station. You walked out wearing a pair of shades, your hair blowing in the breeze and sun shining down on you. Ofcourse he was looking at your cut off daisy dukes but his eyes in that moment trained in on the sight of your face and he was glad you and the guys weren't paying attention. You looked so damn good in them, and you looked like for a split second you felt like you looked good too. You walked over to them, "three dollars, you're welcome," you smirk giving them to RM who immediately broke them trying to put them on his face. "Okay, six dollars, I'll be back"

She looks great in anything

Despite what you thought, you did. His favorite thing for you to wear would be lingerie but he's never seen that, imagined it yes, but that's different. His favorite thing he has seen you wear is a good pair of jeans. Jeans when they don't have holes. They hug you nicely, paired with a navy blue v neck blouse you have and he is done for. It's all he can do to not say something to you. You did maybe three times a year max do this, but, wear lip gloss, that made his knees absolutely weak. He has known you for two years now and you've done that three times, once to church, once to go clubbing with them at a beach, and once just because but it had to be a somewhat special occasion for it to happen.

She's: "I want a piece of chocolate"

This was a recent memory, last month. Your cycle came while you happened to be staying over with them. He, Jimin and Hobi went to get you some things, upon Namjoon's request. He knew what to grab because he is a grown ass man but you texted him that you wanted specially that you wanted just a little bit of chocolate. You were adamant as always that there was a such thing as too much chocolate. He was going to just grab a candy bar but Hobi was for some reason hell bent that you needed strawberries. You did like strawberries but still? Jimin said that chocolate to dip them in would be perfect. You were pleased.

"Take me to a movie"

You would be perfectly happy if you went to work and on your days off went to see a movie, then came home and had dinner and just talked the night away on the porch or sat there silently. You knew what movies you wanted to see and the trailers gave you something to look forward to.

She's: "I can't find a thing to wear"

This. You will complain about not having anything to wear while trying on a million outfits. He and Jin don't hesitate to groan and complain, but really, he wished the door was open and he could see the little fashion show

Now and then she's moody

Moody wasn't really it, what he narrowed it down to be was that you were like him. You were nice, sweet, most times but now and again life becomes too much and you bottle things up so it explodes like when you shake a bottle of soda and open it

She's a Saturn with a sunroof

That was true, you weren't fancy. He smiles to himself, thinking about you trying to drive a family vehicle like that and he laughs as he sings. He imagines you screaming at Jin and Jungkook in the back and threatening them that they can't have fries if they don't be quiet and pictures himself sitting front passengers seat next to you and just watching you. This hasn't happened, but he can imagine it.

With her brown her a blowing

He loves watching your long brown hair blow in the breeze. If it's a gentle breeze it looks like in the movies and music videos; like princess Pocahontas. However, when it's strong wind it's one of the funniest things in the world to him. It's slapping your face, going in your mouth, getting hella tangled which would hurt later but it pissing you off was funny. He would always be there to help you brush it and wipe your tears later

She's a soft place to land and a good feeling knowing

He may not realize it but all the girls watching are cooing at the warm face he has as his eyes close. He wished you were here and he could lay his head on your lap now, feel you stroking his hair and drift to sleep there but it was a good feeling knowing you were watching this live he had long forgotten about

She's a warm conversation

That I wouldn't miss for nothing

She's a fighter when she's mad, and a lover when she's loving

When you got mad, it ranged from cute to damn with hot somewhere in the middle, damn being scary. Youre so small but just damn. As far as loving, you wouldn't let yourself do that romantically but he sees how you are with him and the guys.

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

I talk about her

I go on and on, and on

'Cause she's everything to me

She's a Saturday out on the town and a church girl on Sunday

Cross around her neck

Seven, no, eight months ago. Back in the summer, blinding light came into the room waking him up. He shielded his eyes and sits up. "Wake up Suga," he heard your voice, filled with something, a emotion he couldn't place. "Wha-," he was hungover, "what? W-Why are you awake? We slept for," he looked at the clock, "two hours? When did we get back?" You shrug. It was then he realized you were wearing a pale-ish clam pink silk dress with spaghetti straps on your shoulders, no bra, paired with wedge high heel sandals. He let his eyes scan you apply your lipgloss, the one that's the same kind JK uses, the uh, Rosy lips Vaseline. You leaned over the vanity mirror of the hotel room to see what you were doing and he remembers taking in the sight. Contrary to the jeans you wore the night before with the black t-shirt. "What's going on?" "I need to start going back to church"

"mmk, have fun," he laid back down, just feeling hungover as fuck. How are you not? He looks over his shoulder at you downing two Excedrins dry before coming over and sitting on the side of the bed. You put a hand on his bare shoulder, "Please," he couldn't look at you, in this, look in those eyes and say no. "Mmk"

And a curse word cause it's Monday

Fuck was your favorite word, there was no doubt. You love how versatile it was. It could be a verb, an adjective, a noun, you even somehow managed to make it a proper noun. He heard you say it shamelessly every way possible, except one

She's a bubble bath and candles

Candles gave you migraines, the scents were overwhelming, but you kept unscented ones on hand. If you've had a day anything like his today you'd light some for aesthetic purposes and sink yourself into a nice hot bath and most likely forget your bubbles in another room only to call him or one of the guys to get it for you and giggle happily upon being able to use it. After ofcourse smelling it and humming contently

Baby come and kiss me

You had only said this to them all in a playful platonic way, to kiss thier head or cheek. There was one time when you were all drinking around a fire at the lake house when you did say it and kiss Jin on the lips. It was a peck, you were all drunk, but he can't help the frown appearing on his face

She's a one glass of wine and she's feeling kinda tipsy

"No! Stob it Y/N!" The smile returns remembering this night. You decided to have a glass of wine and unwind. Your logic was that the bottle itself was made of glass to justify your actions

She's the giver I wish I could be

Stealer of the covers

Every time you sleep over, the guys agree on one thing. No matter who you sleep with, you are a blanket hog. You don't do it on purpose. It's just that you start sleeping in fetal position and without realizing it go into a deep sleep and somehow maneuver into some sort of rogue pelican formation. Not to mention you're always cold

His wallet falls out of his pocket onto the floor as he's getting into it, he comes back to reality and stops playing for a second as he reaches down for it and stops. He stops and smiles at the flap that's open with a picture in it. A selfie you took of you and him randomly one day because you caught him smiling and wanted evidence. You wanted proof and since you never had a open mouthed smile like in this one he wanted it to so he had it made into a photo card. He remembers and gets back to singing, noticing the comments demanding it.

She's a picture in my wallet

Of my unborn children's mother

He doesn't even realize that he stops this time for quite a long moment at the memory that comes with this line. Or that he is crying much less.

It was one day when you saw a pregnant girl and everyone was swooning over her and her son who was with her. Her son wanted to play with the guys to which they all happily went along. You walked away and he followed noticing something was up.

"Y/N...."

"Oh hey," you smiled up at him, weakest one possible.

"Something wrong?" He sat at the picnic table across from you.

"It's silly..."

"Tell me anyway?"

"I've known I've wanted to be a mom since I was 16. One day I was riding home on the bus and I just decided, someday that's what I wanted. I never wanted a huge family, I just wanted one or two. Not then, obviously, I just knew someday. I moved here after a long term relationship ended, y'know that....I wanted one with him, I cried, I can't even remember how many times I cried and practically begged, but there was always some reason we couldn't he'd come up with.....so," you shrugged, "it's silly, it doesn't matter anyway. Never going to happen.....girls like me don't get that," You got up and left him there and walked back to the car

He now realizes his face is wet and reaches up to wipe the tears that went down his face

She's the hand that I'm holding

When I'm on my knees and praying

The memory of the morning of the hangover returns again. He could tell you were nervous, eyes were on you. He knew it because you were so beautiful but you probably didn't. When the church cleared and it was just the two of you you dropped to your knees but stood back up just as quickly.

"Hey, Y/N, you can pray if you want..."

You shook your head, "I've messed up a lot, I'm scared...."

Nothing scared you. He took your hand and got on his knees too. "I'll do it too"

The two of you prayed in silence, holding hands. He finished before you did and just stared at your interlocked hands, rubbing his thumb over your ring finger

She's the answer to my prayer

She's the song that I'm playing

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

I talk about her

I go on and on, and on

'Cause she's everything to me

She's that voice I 'd love to hear

Someday when I'm ninety

Every day that passes

I only love her more

Yeah, she's the one

That I'd lay down my own life for

And she's everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

She's everything to me

Yeah, she's everything to me

Everything I ever wanted

And everything I need

She's everything to me

Sitting the guitar down he smiles at the camera, says goodnight and blows a kiss. With a little heart fingers he says goodnight and signs off and gets ready for bed

#bts #bts yoongi #bts fic #suga #august d #yoogni x reader #suga x reader #x reader #bts x reader

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PIES’ FIC RECOMMENDATIONS FOR MAY 2020

So I’ve never done one of these fic recommendations lists before but I really want to share some of the amazing work that I’ve read this past month! I’ve definitely read a whole ton more but I was dumb and didn’t think to like draft this list and then just keep adding to it... so I’m just attempting to go through my tags LOL please be patient with my dumbass.

NOTE: Since I only started doing this recently, a lot of my recommendations are gonna come from a lot of my mutuals but I’m always open to hearing more about other fics!!! If you’ve got an incredible fic that you are super proud of or if you think that I should read something you’ve read, PLEASE SEND IT TO ME! I’m really big on StevexFem!Reader, BuckyxFem!Reader, WandaxFem!Reader, CarolxFem!Reader, and Stucky fics!!!

If you do end up reading these fics, please tag me if you reblog them or comment on them!! I’d love to see your guys’ reactions :)

ANYWAYS THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE HAVE CRUSHED MY HEART WITH AMAZING FICS, RUINED MY IDEALS OF WHAT LOVE IS, AND/OR BROKEN MY HEART WITH ANGST ONLY TO REVIVE IT WITH SOME FLUFF. I love you all so very much.

PS. if these links dont work for some reason, please let me know so I can update this list because I was very distracted halfway through making this so it might not be perfect!

1.Walpurgis Night by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “In which Steven volunteers to find a long-lost princess of Starkerbürg. (Fairy Tale AU)” I have no clue why this fic is not given more goddamn attention because holy shit yall, I have never been so grasped by a fic before. If you love medieval/fairy tale type things, you will love this fic. And if you don’t, you’re gonna love it anyways because @anika-ann writes SO. FUCKING. WELL. 100% fluff and love.

2. Abs Aren’t Always the Answer by @its-not-captain-america | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “Steve asks Y/N what girls are interested in, trying to impress her. Several shirtless pics later it’s not working.” Y’all want hilarious shit??? What about Steve Rogers always trying to take his fucking shirt off because he has the DNA (and the body) of a stripper? JK that’s not the actual reason but this fic is so funny, I died reading the first 700 times (and the 701st time too... and every time after that). 100% hilarious.

3. Challenge Accepted...? by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader ”Steve’s never been good at quick decision-making when it came to his own safety. After one particularly horrible experience, you find a way to remind him every day to think twice the next time he’s faced with a tough choice. He is not amused.” Steven Grant Rogers you stupid dumb hoe lol. That’s all I’mma say about this fic because it speaks for itself when you read it haha. Banter is iconic in this fic. 100% hilarious.

4. A Matter of Trust by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “You and Steve get to go to a mission together after a while; free drinks, partying, dressing-up nicely, stealing blueprints, the usual. You might even enjoy this as a couple.“ This time it’s Y/N that’s kindof a stupid dumb hoe but like that’s okay because when Y/N is a stupid dumb hoe, it’s not as stupid or dumb as when Steve does it. There’s a bit of a carry on between Challenge Accepted...? and this fic! So I would suggest reading that one first and then this :) 100% hilarious.

5. For a Smile by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “You see him run past every morning. So you smile, because he looks like a nice person. How could he not be when he smiles back and the world stops for a while to pay respect to such beauty?” So you know how Disney movies totally screwed over some of our perspectives of how guys were gonna come and sweep us off our feet? Yeah. This fic did it too. I’m still waiting for my fairytale fucking moment like this fic but if it never happens, I’ll settle for just reading this over and over again LOL. 100% F L U F F and LOVE.

6. Grease and Pearls by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “All you know is uptown; fancy clothes, expensive cars, jewellery outshining one’s personality and exhausting dinners with family acquaintances and business partners. Your life is all planned out; one day, you’ll marry Howard Stark’s son and you’ll be the golden couple adored by press.” This 3-part series slayed me. Like honestly, I’ve never been so torn apart before. Y’all lucky that if you read it, you get to read all 3 parts right away whereas I had to sit and wait for my heart to be torn apart and then stomped on. (Jk anika i love you you know that). Super amazing thing I love about this fic: it’s got links to the dresses that Y/N wears (super cute btw) AND it’s got two different endings so you can decide!!! 100% ANGST and 100% FLUFF? At the same time??? Because of the two endings?!?!?!? NOTE: part 2 got some steamy smut in there so 18+ readers only. I had to take a cold shower after reading it like goddamn.

7. Be Alright by @kayteewritessteve | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “Steve goes through a bad breakup, but a sweet voice and a friendly smile helps him realize he can begin again, and that he definitely should.” God this fic. I can’t with this fic. It’s based on the Dean Lewis song Be Alright, which is already one of my favourites, but this fic, ugh, Kaytee knows how to hurt you that’s for sure. It’s so pure and so wonderful. 100% SAD but like it gets better promise.

8. Cold Feet by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

“After two months of dating, you’ve come to a conclusion as exciting as well as a bit irritating: Steve Rogers is a perfect man. He simply has no flaw.Or does he?” Mother. Fucking. Adorable. I dunno if there’s anything else to say except that anika really knows how to make me wish I was Y/N adsoifhosd. 100% F L U F F

9. Hot Chocolate by @vodkaxtonic | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “Steve gets sick and Y/N takes care of him, which involves a lot of Steve’s whining, hot chocolate and cuddles.“ Steve Rogers is a little shit who won’t just accept that he’s sick and needs to be taken care of BUT IT’S SO CUTE AND THIS FIC IS THE BEST!!!! 100% FLUFF!!

10. Home by @evanstush | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “It’s been 2 years since the last battle and it’s now Morgan’s 7th birthday, and well, Tony being Tony, he prepared a small party for her little girl, inviting everyone from the team, including you.” Hnnnggg this fic. Okay so. I love @evanstush with all my fucking heart because she’s always been so supportive of me and my fics. That being said I WAS NOT EXPECTING HER KIND ASS TO HURT MY HEART LIKE THIS. But again, it’s okay because it’s got fluff guys. 50% ANGST and 50% FLUFF. Well like it’s 100% both but like I have to split it haha.

11. Cocktails by @writeyourmindaway | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “ ~i really don’t know what to write i’m sorry~ DRINKS!” That’s okay, darling, I’ll write the summary you. HILARITY. WONDERFULNESS. THE WORD BLOWJOB WRITTEN SO MANY TIMES AND IT’S FUCKING GOLD. This is so funny i love it haha. This fic killed me. I should’ve seen it coming (hehe) but i didn’t lol. 100% HILARIOUS.

12. Unadulterated by @writeyourmindaway | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader No summary for this one but again, I shall do the honours haha. It’s part 2 of ‘Cocktails’ and this one is just as adorable and hilarious as the first part! Steve is a cheeky little soft boi and the flirting just makes me feel all sorts of ways <3 100% ADORABLE.

13. Water Wars by @writeyourmindaway | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader “The team finds a new way to unwind” I love fics where you just see the team get to be normal people!!! Plus haven’t we all thought about how the Avengers would are in a water fight? Is that just me? Don’t have to fantasize about it now because @writeyourmindaway wrote it for you :D 100% FLUFF.

14. Slow Like Honey by @heli0s-writes | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “The gossip that buzzes around in the teacher’s lounge is that sweet, sensitive, divorcé Steve Rogers is hot-for-teacher. His daughter’s first-grade teacher, to be exact.” I binged this whole fucking series. 8 parts of PURE. EVERYTHING. I have never so badly wanted a happy ending in my fucking life. This is an amazing series with so much love put into it, you can tell. I really can’t explain this fic because you really need to just go read it to know how amazing it is. NOTE: Part 4, 5, and 8 have some serious love smut in there so 18+ readers only please. UGH. I love this fic so much. I will continue to keep daydreaming about it and thinking about it all the time. God I love me some Dad!Steve. 50% FLUFF and 50% ANGST (which seriously tore my heart out like I cried).

15. You Make My World Spin by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “After the Battle of New York and all the mess Tony gets involved in later, Pepper believes he is in a need of an assistant slash tech genius. Enter you. While Tony is not amused by Pepper’s idea at first… he soon warms up to you.” So many insanely wonderful references in this fic, it’s hilarious. Also, Tony being a little shit LOL. Such a hilarious fic!!!! 100% AMAZINGLY HILARIOUS.

16. If You Stumble... by @anika-ann | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “If you stumble…make it part of the dance. In which you ask Steve what your date would look like if you lived the forties. He decides to show you instead. There are few flaws, holes to see through to glimpse beyond that illusion. But what life would be besides boring if everything was perfect? Perfect dress. Perfect date. Perfect gentleman…?” So my dumbass was so excited to read something that anika put out that I didn’t realize this was part 2 of a 3 part series lol I’m dumb yes I know. Anyways, this is part 1 so please don’t be like me and read the first part LOL. ANYWAYS, this was so fucking wholesome. This is definitely one that I need to read again and fully read in order (she’s got part 3 on her AO3, I believe) but ugh. I love the idea of Steve dating in this century, comparing things to how things were done in the old days ufglasodfhsd. I love it. Amazing. 100% FLUFF (I think because well my dumbass hasn’t finished but this part was fluffy :3)

17. @wxstedhexrt‘s poems | Read Them Here! | Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes I don’t think Destiny ever gave me a summary of these but (and Destiny, please correct me if I’m wrong in how you want these to be portrayed!) I believe they’re poems written throughout the whole Steve and Bucky timeline. She’s used the Winter Soldier’s words and turned them into a gorgeous set of poems. 100% My favourite thing in the whole fucking world.

18. The Lonely Tree by @sarahwroteathing | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “You have a favorite tree which you make sure to pass every day on your way to class, but one day you find you’ll have to get used to sharing it with a friendly art student.” Holy shit guys this 15 part series was so amazing. It’s 100% PURE FLUFF and PINING and gorgeous. Holy shit. Like I screamed reading the whole goddamn thing. Amazing writing by an amazing human being with some awesome humour haha.

19. @sinner-as-saint responding to an anon request? Amazing. | Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader Request: May I just spice up your day with the thought of best friend/roommate bucky being jealous when you bring someone home HOT. AS. FUCK. Holy shit. It’s such a short little list of things that Bucky would do but ugh. I was dying reading it. I love me some jealous Bucky smut. 100% angsty fluff? With smuttiness ;) 18+ readers please!!

20. @alloftheimaginesblog prompted fic | Steve Rogers x Reader (I could be wrong here but I believe the gender of the reader is never specified? But the ring is a woman’s ring so?? @alloftheimaginesblog pls correct me if you want!) Prompt: Finding an engagement ring in one of their drawers. So fucking fluffy I needed a cavity filled after ugh. I loved it so much it was just a gorgeous piece of writing. Steve is a little piece of poop for not hiding that ring better I mean come on, you’re telling me you couldn’t have punched a hole, put the ring there, and then cover it up with like a cabinet or something??? jk i still love you steeb. 100% fluff!

21. Laser Tag by @stargazingfangirl18 | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “You play laser tag with your boyfriend Steve and his best friend Bucky. Since you’re just a plain ole civilian, you gotta use what non-Avenger skills you have to avoid losing. Hint: those skills involve Steve and kissing.” Iconic. Everything. Wonderful. There is nothing I love more than Steve Rogers being a little sucker for making out with his girlfriend even when there’s a competition. 100% fluff!!!!

22. Under the Rainbow, Draga mea by @binkysteebnpewter | Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader I don’t think there’s an official summary ( @binkysteebnpewter pls correct me if I’m wrong) but my summary is this: GAYNESS <3 I love me some wlw content so when I saw this pop up on my dash, I couldn’t NOT read. It’s soooo good. This is a Social Media AU and the amount of meme usage in there I- it’s fucking wonderful. It’s still in progress though so you guys will have to pine after this relationship with me. I FUCKING LOVE IT. 100% GAY LOVE <3

23. A Fic in which Peggy Carter plays wingwoman because these two idiots are in love with each other but they can’t see it so our Queen needs to throw it at them by @1she1hulk1 (please note I made this title by myself because I don’t think there was a title LOL @1she1hulk1 lmk if you want me to change this xD) | Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader “the plot is bacially you and Steve go to see Peggy and she tells Steve to finally make his move” Peggy Carter is a fucking Queen and she knows that Steve is falling for you, because he just won’t stop fucking talking about you LOL. Anyways, this is a super cute fic!!!! Please go give it some love because this human being who wrote it doesn’t think she’s a good writer?????? Crazy. 100% FLUFF!!!!

OTHER FICS THAT DESERVE MENTIONING!!!!

So because this is my first recommendation list on this site, I know I’m definitely missing some amazing fics that I’ve read but never saved (I’m a terrible person I know). So I’m just gonna add them in this list here because they deserve love and attention too!

@wxstedhexrt‘s poetry. Period. End of story lol. JK. So the ones that I’ve read that are on Destiny’s tumblr aren’t all fandom related (besides the one that I posted above) but they’re still really amazing. I’ve never felt so captured by poems before (mostly because i’m stupid and don’t understand a lot of poetry). Ugh anyways I love her poems so much so please go check them out! CLICK HERE FOR BEAUTY <3

Alright so I know a lot of you guys know @kayteewritessteve but if you don’t, she’s this super amazing writer with INCREDIBLE series. (CLICK HERE TO SEE HER FULL MASTERLIST). But one of my most favourite series by her, and one of my favourite series of all time, is: If Only You Knew “You arrive home one day to find a wedding invite for two of your best friends from high school. You knew this day was going to come eventually, but even with that said, you weren’t prepared to return home. At least not after 7 years of avoiding Buckhannon, West Virginia. Or rather, avoiding him; your ex-best friend and the secret love of your life. But maybe it was finally time to face your past, to face him and everything else that happened on that horrible night.” This 18 (plus an Epilogue) part series will literally have you screaming at your screen being like WHY YALL CANT JUST TELL EACH OTHER HOW YALL FEEL?!?!?!?! 75% angst (because Kaytee likes to hurt us) and 25% fluff BUT the fluff is SOOOOO worth it so it’s like 100% angst and 200% fluff (i was never a mathlete). NOW since, we’re on the topic of Kaytee’s writing, I’d also like to mention: Love and War “In a harsh medieval world, you set out on a perilous quest that will lead you onto a forbidden land. A land ruled and controlled by a ruthless Warlord King, one who does not look favourably upon trespassers of any kind, and punishes all with an iron fist. You may not know exactly where this quest will end, but what you do know is you will forever be altered by it. And that knowledge alone is what truly terrifies you the most.” so I read this while Kaytee was writing it about a year ago and holllyyyyyy shit. Okay. So. Listen. Fantasy? Check. Romance? Check. Amazing writing? Well it’s Kaytee so yea obviously check. I want to list more things but I don’t want to give it away! This is a 15 part series (plus an Epilogue and Outro) but it goes by so quickly once you’re stuck and waiting for more!!!!

#pies recommendations #pies may recommendations #fic recommendations #steve rogers x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #i need some good carol fics #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #wanda maximoff x y/n #reader insert fics #and some poetry by destiny #because destiny is the fucking bestiny #steve rogers x y/n #i love all these fics so much

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BTS365 Prompts

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Warning: talk of death and near death. I am an OT7 Stan but have never really felt like a strong urge to write about JK until his prompt I want to continue his and Tae’s. 🤔🤔🤔

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April 9th - 15th

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Kim Seokjin: Siblings

Your best friend invited you to his house for a sleepover, you were excited but when you knocked on the door bag in hand it opened to a young man a couple of years older than you. He was handsome. And you didn’t know what to say.

“Jin your friend is here” “Y/n come in” “Who is that?” “That’s my older brother” Jin led you inside and to his room, “why do you ask?” “He is hot obvs”

“Oh” Jin felt kind of disappointed, another person had fallen in love with his brother and here he was in love with his clueless best friend. “I’m just going to pee, don’t play the movie without me” you ran off ducking past Jin’s brother and you paused in the hall wanting to see what he thought about you?”

“Hey did you tell her?” “Tell her what?” “That you are madly in love with her and have been for years” “I can’t she just met you?” “What does that mean?”

“It means she is in love with you now everyone loves my handsome brother” you went to the bathroom and tried to ignore what you heard, your best friend loves you they were just joking maybe they weren’t talking about you you realised they didn’t even use your name. Yeah, you had just met his brother but maybe they had a visitor earlier today.

You sighed you had taken the floor for sleeping, you couldn’t sleep with all those thoughts but with the uncertainty that they were actually talking about you, you felt a wave of relaxation.

You climbed into the bed next to Jin and laid your head on his wide shoulder. It was in his sleep he said ‘I love you y/n’ it was as clear as day. Heart racing you turned burying your face into his chest and hugging him tightly. Who were you kidding you loved him and you hoped like hell he had meant you.

Min Yoongi: Barbershop

Yoongi worked at a barbershop, it wasn’t a hard job. He liked it because he never had to speak to women. Unless of course, a mother was bringing her son in which case he wouldn’t make eye contact and would request another staff member would take over. Yoongi had nothing against women but he got nervous around him his cheeks would burn the brightest red and he would stutter his way through the conversation. Then he would continue with his day beating himself up about what he should have said.

He was just finishing up some guy’s hair cut and his coworker grinned, “Hey I am going to get some coffee and lunch what do you want and I will bring it back?” “Uh coffee and something good” he shrugged “Alright, you think you will be okay?” “I am an adult, I can deal with it, I am not going to burn the place down”

He had spoken too soon, a girl came in. Long legs in a beautiful dress that fell so pretty over your hips curvaceous hips. Yoongi felt warm already focusing on the mirror and talking to his current client about booking in again. The client new Yoongi well enough to know his condition around women.

“Yes I will book again for a month” he teased the two went to the counter to pay subtly watching you scan the service price list. “You have a great day Yoongi” “Yeah see you round Hobi” “Maybe you could ask her on a date?” Hoseok whispered earning a sprit from the spray bottle of Yoongi’s hip.

You approached and he starred at the computer cheeks pinked as he asked you politely questions, “I am just wanting to reshave the sides of my head”

He looked up shocked from his nervousness you lifted both sides of your hair to reveal that they were indeed shorter than the rest. He thought that was pretty badass and yet you still looked unbelievably cute with it.

“Right this way?” he began and you started asking him questions and his heart was thumping loudly and his cheeks were darkening some more. “Sorry, I am not good at talking well to others” “More specifically pretty women?” a regular stepped in and sat right next to you in the chair “The prettier the girl is the darker his cheeks get, I have never seen him this flustered”

“that’s enough” you scolded the man “My hair is on the line here don’t embarrass him further. “Tell me about her she must have been really pretty”

Jung Hoseok: Grilled cheese

You had been in Korea for two years now and working with the BigHit company as a backup dancer for concerts and things. Working alongside the TXT boys and one afternoon you stayed in the dance studio practising choreography when your phone started ringing. It was your sister back in your home country. She wanted to check on how you were doing and tell you about news from home, but all you could focus on was that she was eating a grilled cheese sandwich and your mouth watered.

After talking for a little too long, you hung up and went to go through the choreography one last time before you had to leave back to your apartment. You didn’t realise you were crying homesick until the music stopped. The door opened and you didn’t bother turning from your hunched position on the floor openly sobbing into your hands. “Hey, are you okay?”

Looking up you saw him Jung Hoseok better known as Jhope was standing their dressed ready for practice and you realised you had definitely stayed too long. Scrambling to your feet you wiped at your eyes, apologizing and packing up your things. He grabbed your arm and stopped you from running off, you looked at his shoes unable to look him in the eyes. He was handsome and way out of your league.

“Tell me what has you so upset?” No coherent words escaped your mouth as you sobbed into your hands, Jhope pulled you into his chest and wrapped his arms around you. The only word you had gotten out clearly in your whines was ‘Grilled cheese’ he didn’t mean to laugh but it just burst out of him. “Grilled cheese? I am so sorry that’s just really funny to hear someone cry over”

Understanding what he meant you were reduced to fits of giggles as well and you wiped your eyes, looking up at him. The tip of your nose was red. “I am sorry I miss home and I just wanted comfort food” He pulled out his phone and grinned down at you as he ordered some grilled cheese sandwiches and told you to show him what you had been practising.

Kim Namjoon: Scrabble

“Quixotic” Namjoon smiled at his wife, this was not how you expected to start your honeymoon but you could tell he was nervous. “Okay, Yeet” You made a throwing action with your arm and Namjoon looked up at you he wasn’t amused.

“That’s not a word baby” “We pretended yours was a word” “It is a word it means not sensible about practical matters; idealistic and unrealistic and I think you are being a bit quixotic with your supposed words” He laughed at you and you wanted to through the board.

“I think you are being a bit quixotic if you think we are going to do anything tonight, you just took your rights to see what is under my dress and yeet them out the window” “Baby, no don’t be like that” He frowned “You can have yeet, we can add slang words if you want”

“What I want is to stop playing and spend some time with my husband who I married today, goddamn it Joon, I am still in my wedding dress, I wanted you to take it off me” “Oh, Let me just yeet this game out of the way” scrabble tiles were sent flying.

Park Jimin: High

Jimin came home after a long day at work his best friend Taehyung on the floor with his roommate. The two of giggling and eating snacks while watching a documentary about a carpet company. He could smell the funky smell that was weed.

“That looks so freaking soft” Taehyung snickered slapping the tv screen. “It’s trapped behind some forcefield but it looks like I could just touch it” “That one looks like your hair” you pointed to the back of his head as he was in front of the tv, he jumped back as the screen changed to a machine cutting and rolling carpet and you looked amazed, “Why is everything moving so slow?”

“It’s spinning carpet” “Tae there is carpet on your head and it feels so shaggy?” you were both now playing in each others hair.

“What the hell are you doing!” Pausing you both looked at each other “Tae I think I just heard god?” “God sounds like Jimin” “That’s because I am Jimin” you both turned and your eyes lit up happily

“Jimin is god, and his hair is made of the softest carpet!” You both tackled Jimin and ran your hands all over him, “Jimin god can I kiss you?” “Oh me too me too” Tae shouted and he rolled his eyes at the two of you.

Kim Taehyung: The Law

How the hell did you get here? One moment you were jokingly trying on a wedding dresses with your best friend who was soon to be married when a guy in a fancy suit asked if you would help him get out of an arranged marriage by pretending you were married. He said he just needed a few photos and your name and number encase he needed to follow up with anything. You agreed but here you were having dinner with his family who said they wanted to invite you home for Christmas and you really couldn’t refuse.

Except here you were on a farm super confused. You were led to his room and you blushed to unpack into the spare drawers and he kept throwing you guilty looks. His parents and siblings were super nice and they taught you how to cook and clean it was a good time. It was raining heavily and a long way to walk back across the farm so you laid a blanket over the bales of straw and got comfy. He sang some strange songs and told funny stories and the rain didn’t let up. Falling asleep you woke to his coat around you both and his arms tightly around you. Your marriage wasn’t binding by law but for now, you wished it was.

Jeon Jungkook: Sky (I am making into a social media story) [Read me]

You were in a car accident you couldn’t feel your legs they were pinned and some part of the engine had broken through into the cabin and pierced straight into your lung. You felt tired and it was hard to breathe.

Waking with a start you realized it was all a dream, a memory from the past, you were alive and healthy, the rain outside was strong and caused an ache in your old wounds. Flattening your palm to your rib cage you took a shaky breath. There was a sound on your balcony and your dog cloudy was barking. You walked over to the balcony to see a man standing on the railing like he was going to jump.

You froze for a moment before throwing the door open. “Excuse me, sir” He turned to face you, he had a handsome face and his hair slicked back. His eyes brushed over your form and he smirked.

“If only you were the poor soul I was taking tonight, cause damn girl” he turned back away and touched his earpiece, “Yoongi where is this guy I am collecting” “I am sorry who are you taking and where? Are you a kidnapper? What’s with the outfit? And why my balcony?” You were seriously confused running a hand through your hair. He froze shoulders tensing up and he turned jumping long black wings thrown out as he landed inches from your face. “Oh”

“Can you see me?” “Ahhh no?” you said looking away from him, he was tall towering over you, he grabbed your cheeks in his hand pulling your face back to his. “When you lie you should try to be more believable love, can you see me?” “What am I supposed to say?” he looked at your figure up and down with glowing eyes and you slapped tried to cover yourself, he lifted your little nightgown and looked at your ribcage he touched the large scar.

“You were supposed to die that day, I wonder wha-” You slapped him across the face, pulling your nightdress back down and he smirked leaning back on the railing. “I have seen worse, then your lace knickers love”

He caught your wrist before you could slap him again and he turned. You followed his gaze and saw something big fall behind him, it was like everything went slow motion and you saw a face horrified falling from the sky.

“We will continue this conversation later, I have a soul to collect”

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Oh Fuck...

Bambam x Reader + Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Smut + Flatmates to lovers Fluff

Word Count: 6,352

Concept: BTS/GOT7 Crossover. You’re in love with your flatmate, Jungkook and you’re planning to tell him tonight. But Bambam has other ideas…

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‘Oh fuck!’ your brain revolts belatedly, as Bambam wraps his amazingly long, slender legs around you while trailing his tongue along your jawline. ‘I’m not meant to be doing this, remember? Amazing, adorable, flawless love of my life flatmate due home imminently remember?!’ You've tried so hard for so long to ignore your growing feelings for Jeongguk but it’s gotten to the point where you just have to say something or one day you’ll have to watch him walk out of your life and into some other girI’s, and then you'll spend the rest of your life regretting never having opened your mouth. Finally - tonight - you both have some time off in the evening and nowhere to be, so you’ve psyched yourself up and you're finally going to take a chance and let him know how you feel. That is once he arrives home and you're eventually alone. You’ve been hoping that, if you play your cards right, he will hopefully see you as potential girlfriend material. But Bambam always gets what he wants and, unfortunately what he wants this evening is you.

The evening had started out innocently enough. Jeongguk was at a BTS rehearsal, but still wouldn’t be home for a few hours, having convinced Yugyeom to go bowling with him afterwards. He had actually asked you along, but you didn’t want to intrude, so he had agreed you could have a cute flatmate night once he got back instead. He’d also said he wanted to watch a horror film, so you'd picked out a few fun things as options and he was going to bring a couple of pizzas home. So you were just assuming he’d forgotten the keypad combination, as he’d done 100 times before, when you heard the doorbell chime. You'd skipped to the door to greet him, your head full of happy fantasies of cuddling up on the sofa with him during the scary parts. In hindsight, it was wishful thinking that he could have been home so early, since he had probably only just been finishing up rehearsal at that point and would likely spend hours at bowling. Even so, you'd been a bit taken aback to see Bambam’s slight form leaning casually against the side of the building when you pressed the intercom.

“Bambam?” you'd exclaimed, confused. “What are you doing here?”

“GOT7 have the day off,” he’d told you. “But Yugyeom said he’s going bowling with Jeongguk after they finish practice, so I thought I’d come wait here for them to get back.” You'd been a bit suspicious but you’d shrugged it off and let him up, not thinking too much more of it. You certainly hadn’t expected him to have drinks with him.

“Um I don’t know that they’ll be...drinking...when they get back…” you’d said as he’d pulled his boots off and placed them on the shoe rack by the door.

“They’re for us,” he’d grinned. “I thought we could watch something while we wait for them to come back.”

“Ah sure...why not?” You still hadn’t caught on to what he was trying. He had settled onto the sofa with you, passed you a drink and curled his legs up to the side so that he was leaning against you but you’d still missed all the cues and just assumed he was comfortable around you.

“So what are we watching?” he’d asked you innocently, his dark eyes watching you as you'd messed about with the television.

“Horror films?” he’d deduced quickly, from the selection on the screen.

“Um no...I mean that’s...Kookie and I are gonna watch one of those later. He likes horror,” you’d explained. Bambam’s lips had slowly curved upwards into a smirk.

“And you like him, right?” he’d guessed. He’d taken a swig of his drink and shrugged, taking your silence as affirmation. You’d been caught off-guard, dumbfounded that he had so casually figured out and brought up something that you'd always been so careful to keep hidden. You'd opened your mouth to say something, but you hadn’t even been able to answer.

“Thought so. It’s kinda obvious,” he’d concluded.

“I like horror movies,” you'd asserted. “I wasn’t only going to watch a horror cos Kookie likes them, it’s just that I don’t really like watching them alone cos I get scared, but I don’t have many friends that like to watch them. Doesn’t mean I like him.” You’d rambled, attempting in vain to defend yourself from his accusation, and trying to stop your mind from drifting back over your favourite daydreams about you and Jeongguk. Bambam had just responded with a look of disbelief, his eyebrows raised and his lips pursed into a ‘really?’ expression. Clearly not taken in by your protestations of innocence, he’d just taken another swig of his drink and left the subject alone. Apparently he’d silently calculated the odds of you getting scared and throwing yourself in his lap against the odds that he’d get scared himself and then have to walk home alone in the dark and decided to take a gamble.

“We can watch that one,” he’d decided, pointing at one of the thumbnails at random. “Then you can watch a different one with JK later.” You'd been amused at his sass, but objected that you didn’t know which one Jeongguk would actually want to watch and that you’d tried to find ones neither of you had seen and that he might enjoy. You had tried to keep the anxiety out of your voice at having anyone mess with your careful selection, optimally chosen for excuses to cuddle up with Jeongguk. Bambam had wryly pointed out that you’d only be reducing the list of ten or so movies by one. Not wanting to give any more of your feelings away, you had eventually shrugged and pressed play, then grabbed your favourite blanket and climbed back onto the sofa with him. He’d looked at you questioningly.

“Security,” you’d muttered, self-conscious. He’d smirked again, thinking his plan was falling perfectly into place. And it kind of had…He just hadn’t quite calculated how scared he would get. But nor had he realised that you’d find terrified Bambam kind of sexy. The way he would jump and cling to you was kind of turning you on. He’d probably got further by being scared than he would have if he’d played the protective tough-guy role.

At any rate, you'd made it through about a third of the movie, edging closer and closer together until he’d eventually taken refuge under your blanket with you, pushing the sleeves of his red t-shirt up to alleviate the extra heat. Although you’d tried hard not to, you'd felt the skin on your arm tingling irresistibly where his bare forearm rested against yours, and the more he’d squealed and jumped at the jump scares, the more you'd been reluctantly titillated without him even trying it on with you. Gradually you'd stopped even focusing on the movie and started paying more attention to Bambam instead. By the half-way point he had been basically sitting in your lap and you’d had no objections whatsoever. Justifying yourself desperately, you had reasoned that if Jeongguk wasn’t even showing any signs of noticing you like that, you may as well enjoy Bambam’s company. On that train of thought, you'd snuck your hand under the hem of his top and let it rest on the warm skin just above his belt.

“Ooh!” he’d yelped instinctively. Then, with a touch of the coquette: “Your hand is cold.”

“Sorry,” you’d apologized quickly, pulling it back and wondering to yourself what the hell you were doing.

“No, it’s fine,” he’d told you. “Here,” drawing your hand further around to his abdomen. “This is warmer.” You’d stayed like that for a while, until he’d pulled your other hand around his waist to join the first, so that you were basically embracing with him in your lap. A little later you had shifted him reluctantly from his cozy position and readjusted yourself to lie down, curled away from Bambam with your head on the armrest, hoping by doing so that you might resist the increasing temptation to cuddle him and instead return to preparing yourself mentally to be in the right headset for your planned night with Jeongguk later. But instead of admitting defeat Bambam had jumped up to grab more drinks and then, upon his return, he had tapped your knee and you had absentmindedly stretched your legs out, allowing him to lay down beside you, facing away to continue ‘watching’ the film. He’d then dragged your arm loosely around him and settled into the curve of your body as if it was the most natural thing in the world. You’d concentrated hard on the film, trying to ignore the warmth of his body cuddled against you.

After a moment, he’d caught your hand in his, entwining your fingers, but when you’d shot him a suspicious look, he’d played innocent: laughed at himself, apologised and claimed it was just cos he was nervous about what was happening on the screen. He’d let go of your hand then, but your palm had itched for him to take it again and you'd died a little at his cute, guilty laugh.

A little later again he’d jumped and yelled at something on the screen and you'd wrapped him tighter in your arms under the guise of “protecting him”. Not ten minutes after that he’d flipped around to “hide” against your chest, having swiftly caught onto what kind of behaviour was getting him somewhere, and then, not five minutes after that, he’d stealthily wound his slender legs around yours and when you'd responded by moving your own legs so that he could press his hips closer to yours, rather than pulling away as he’d expected, he’d tilted his head and you'd felt his tongue under your jawline at which point you’d found yourselves in the compromising position that had caused your mind to finally catch on to what was happening.

Now you want him to stop, but not as much as you want him to kiss you and he must be able to read it in your body language, because, after biting you playfully on the neck, making you cling to him as you feel a familiar tingle run through your body and finish between your legs, he brings his head up, kisses you on the mouth, then daringly slips his tongue between your lips.

You kiss him back, totally intoxicated with him, but then force yourself to pull away with a murmured apology, Jeongguk’s sweet smile flashing uninvited into your mind and forcing you to rethink your actions. Bambam looks a little frustrated, but shrugs and resettles himself along your legs, not even bothering to face the television this time. Instead he lays his head on his arm and watches you until you look at him.

“What Bambam?” you snap, a little more vehemently than you'd intended, but he’s making you nervous and you have a guilty conscience from wanting to feel his lovely full lips on yours again.

“You want to kiss me, don’t you?” he reads your mind.

“No,” you lie, avoiding his eyes and purposely keeping yours focused on the television. “I want to watch this.” You gesture behind him at the film. He raises his eyebrows to let you know he doesn’t believe you but shrugs and goes to turn back around as if he’s going to watch as well.

“No wait…” you object, in a strangled voice, wanting him now but still not wanting to admit to it. He waits, half-turned towards the television and half-turned towards you. But then everything happens at once: the killer in the film jumps into shot, Bambam jumps and squeals, burying his face in your chest, You stroke his hair without thinking and when he looks up you kiss him without hesitation. His hands come up to hold your face as your kisses get more and more heated and he twists himself around until he’s lying under you with his legs wrapped up around you.

“Bambam...jebal…” you beg, in a barely audible voice, unsure whether you're begging him to stop or to fuck you. He groans softly into your mouth in response, biting your bottom lip, then moves his kisses from your lips to your neck. His breath is hot against your skin and, as he snakes one arm around behind your back to pull you tight against his crotch, you can feel more than you strictly need to through his skinny jeans.

“Ow!” you complain, trying to play it off as innocent and avoid the real reason for your objection. You sit up and sit back a bit. He props himself up on his elbows, looking curious. “Your belt buckle is digging into me,” you tell him. Uh-oh. He gives you an amused, suggestive look.

“Is it?” he asks, smirking.

“Ani. Bambam,” you protest, weakly. Keeping his eyes locked with yours, he slowly removes his belt, dropping it on the floor. You give him a look but he just crawls over you on the sofa, switching your bodies in one fluid motion, so that you end up underneath him. Fuck it. You reach up for him and pull him down into another heated kiss, letting your hands glide under his top to caress his bare skin and wrapping your legs around him this time. He smiles against your lips, knowing he’s won, then moves himself up and down a little, thrusting his hips against yours until you can no longer ignore the fact that he’s obviously turned on. You grab his ass, pulling him closer and letting him know, with no words, that you want him just as badly as he wants you right now. He keeps kissing you but then makes a little frustrated noise as one of his more dramatic hip thrusts nearly tips you both onto the floor.

He gets to his feet, then leans down to scoop you into his arms, letting you envelop his waist in your legs and his neck in your arms, so that you're facing him, sitting on his hips. You can feel the heat of his body between your thighs and it’s making you giddy with lust. He carries you over to the narrow hallway and yanks open a door at random, making a guess as to where your bedroom is. You don’t notice where he’s headed because you're too busy kissing his neck and pulling at his clothes impatiently, finally committed to this and now just wanting him in your bed already. Nonetheless, you still laugh at his disappointed face, when you look up from inflicting a love-bite on his delicate neck and realise he’s staring, baffled, at piles of bed linen and towels rather than your bed. You gesture to your bedroom door and he walks you both across.

“Lock the door,” you murmur, between kisses. He lets you suck on his tongue while he twists the lock and carries you to your bed. You allow him to lay you down on top of your covers but then, as he’s standing in front of you, removing his socks, you get nervous. You sit back up and crawl across the covers towards the edge of the bed to kneel, seated on your shins, in front of him.

“What if JK and Yugyeom come home now?” you fret. “What if they find out?” Bambam waits patiently for your panic to subside, hands folded together in front of his crotch.

“I mean I can go?” he suggests, gesturing towards your door with elaborate politeness. “Or we could finish that film - see what hap…” he can’t finish his sentence, because your tongue is already down his throat the second you change your mind again.

“Okay, okay, wait…” he giggles, when you come up for air. You drop back onto your shins and watch hungrily as he pulls his top over his head and flings it onto the chair by your desk. He drops his head, letting his hair fall forward onto his face, then gives you a wicked little smile as your eyes rake his bare chest, taking in the shadow of his belly-button, the concave curves of his abdomen and collarbones, and lingering on his dark nipples. You kneel back up and kiss him greedily, letting your hands run down over his chest, deliberately brushing his nipples, tracing the tattoo running down his ribs and then resting them just where the waistband of his Armani underwear is visible above his skinny jeans.

But when you start on the buttons of his jeans he pulls back, confusing you.

“Ooh!” he teases. “Are you sure about this? Cos once you go there, you won’t be able to resist me.” You give him a wry look, knowing what he’s doing, but the temptation is too much. He shrugs, digs his tongue into his cheek, trying to hide his smile, and lets you undo his jeans. But when you feel the heat under your fingertips and notice the tent that’s formed in the front of his knickers, you sit back on your heels, nervous again.

“Oh my God!” he complains, stamping his foot in frustration. “Stop teasing me, jebal!” He laughs to let you know he’s just mucking around, then leans down to kiss you again, somehow knowing that once you're kissing, your fingers will go exploring again. You grab his hips to pull him closer, but he shimmies out of your grip with another giggle.

“Ani, you’re just going to get me all hot and bothered again. I’m too horny for this,” he tells you. You pout and shake your head, promising you just want his dick.

“You wanna see it?” he teases, hands at the waistband of his knickers.

“Ne,” you admit, blushing. His lips curve into a smile as he carefully extricates himself from his cotton knickers. When he straightens up, his cock is pointing straight out towards you, quivering slightly. It’s not that thick but the length alone is going to make it hard to walk tomorrow. Wow. Unable to drag your eyes away for a spell, you can finally see the reason he drives all those girls wild for him. He raises his hands, palms upwards and gives you another of his sassy smirks.

“Touch it,” he dares you. You reach for him instinctively, letting your fingers pull his foreskin gently back and glide over his silky tip. You start to pump your hand up and down his shaft, feeling the muscle moving under his skin as you speed up your strokes. You can feel him getting even harder, under your touch, until he lets out an involuntary groan and his eyes roll back in his head. He grips your wrist, trying to make you speed up more and you oblige him willingly, enjoying the feel of his dick, warm and pulsating in the palm of your hand.

“Aish! Suck it! Jebal!” he begs, trying to push your head towards his crotch. You extend your tongue and swirl it around the length of his shaft, pausing to lap the pre-cum that leaks from his tip as his hips jerk. He tastes so good you want to swallow the lot, so you start bobbing your head up and down as fast as you can, listening to his breath get shorter and shallower as you continue.

“Yaak! Putang chan!” he moans, reverting to his native language in the throes of passion. You’ve zero idea what he’s saying, but he pushes you gently back just afterwards, so you remove his dick from your mouth, coming off his head with a soft ‘pop’ and look up at him questioningly. He laughs and shakes his head.

“No, no. I didn’t mean stop. It just means in Thai like ‘fuck’ and that I want for you to have sex with me” he reassures you in sweetly broken English.

He yanks his jeans and pants the rest of the way off, kicks them out of the way, then waits for you to lie back, before climbing between your legs. You pull him down on top of you, wrapping your legs up around him and kissing him breathlessly. You can feel the tip of his erection pushing insistently at the material of your knickers, so you reach down and pull them aside for him, then gasp as you feel him finally slide up inside you, making you scream his name. You stop immediately, clinging to him and listening over his shoulder to make sure the others haven’t come home unexpectedly, but everything’s quiet out in the other room, so you start to move your hips against his again, trying to hold back the tingling that’s started in your body.

Bambam grinds himself against you, his hands clutching your hips as he thrusts himself relentlessly into you over and over again.

“Can I rip your clothes off?” he gasps, his hot breath making the skin on your neck prickle as you belatedly realise you're still fully clothed.

“Yes!” you pant, just wanting to feel his fingers all over you. He stops fucking you, making you groan softly in protest and you feel his agile hands deprive you of your carefully-chosen ‘casually lounging around but still looking attractive enough for JK to hopefully sit up and take notice’ outfit. Your mind flashes back to the way you had originally wanted this night to go, but Bambam’s tongue tracing its way down your body, pushes those thoughts completely out of your head. He pushes your legs gently apart then kneels between them, grabbing you around the waist so that you can raise your hips from the bed to meet his. His warm hands move from your hips up your body to caress your naked skin until he settles on kneading your breasts with both hands, before plunging his dick back into you and rocking you both back and forth urgently, making your muscles contract around his erection.

“Fuck…” he breathes. “Can I put my...jaji...here?” he squeezes your breasts to show where he means, making you gasp.

“Yes...Do it...Oh fuck!” you manage.

“One second…” he pants, his breath hitching. He sits back, pulling out from between your legs, but immediately replaces his dick with two fingers, making you yelp.

“Oh my God, you’re so wet,” he giggles, proud that he’s had this effect on you. “Here, just let me…” He starts slowly, wiggling his fingers and then moving them in and out. The lingering excitement from before starts building swiftly as he plays with you. You lean forward and circle his rapidly-hardening nipples with your tongue one by one. He cradles your head with his free hand, encouraging you as you feel his slender digits curl inside you, slowing at the sudden pleasure, then he starts stroking the inside of you as his thumb shifts upwards to your clit, matching the circles you're drawing with your tongue, around the sensitive nub. He applies light pressure, making your entire body zing with pleasure, and you push your head back into the pillow, involuntarily grinding your hips against his hand.

Bambam gradually speeds up, still keeping a steady rhythm until he can feel you begin to tighten around his fingers, the ecstasy building until it slowly breaks and floods through your body, causing you to fall back onto the bed, your chest rising and falling as you gasp for air. He gently withdraws his fingers and leans over you, smirking as he gives you a quick kiss before moving his long legs to straddle you around your lower rib-cage, bringing his swollen cock up between your breasts.

“Push them together,” he instructs you. “I want to go...between them...you know?”

You do as he asks, letting him pleasure himself with your body. You watch his slender, toned figure ride you, his head thrown back and his lovely features contorted in ecstasy, as his cock slides in and out of the crevice you've created in your cleavage. After a moment, he puts his warm hands over yours to cup your breasts himself and lets you grab his thighs instead. You can feel his dick go rigid as his thrusts get sloppier and you can tell he’s close to finishing when he swears softly and asks where you want him to cum.

You dart your tongue out to lick his tip, then look up at him letting him read the answer in your eyes. His trademark smirk slips across his lips as you raise yourself up enough to envelop his cock in your mouth. His hips buck a few times, he moans loudly, and your mouth is flooded with jets of his jizz. You swallow the majority of it and then lick him clean, before he collapses onto your covers with a satisfied sigh.

“Mmmmm…” he murmurs, his eyes closed and his lips curved into a satisfied smile. You laugh softly and curl up next to him. He flings his arm out to embrace you, pulling you close against his side, and lets you entwine him in your arms in return. Half an hour or so passes, during which time Bambam drifts off to sleep while you lie there, staring at the ceiling and a sudden rush of thoughts make you wonder if you’ve made a terrible mistake. You know Bambam is a bit of a slut: he seems to have a different girl sneaking out of his room every time you guys go over to visit GOT7. But somehow you don’t know if that makes you feel better or worse about what you and Bambam have just done.

Sighing and shrugging, as there’s no way to change it anyway, you extricate yourself gently from his embrace, and climb out of bed intending to go and grab a drink, before you fix yourself up, ready for Jeongguk to return. The guilt wells up inside you as you think about going back to your original plan after what you've just done. You hazard a glance back at the sleeping beauty in your bed, wondering if you should try and wake him now, but honestly the damage is done and he looks so lovely and innocent lying there, with his slender legs entangled in your sheets and his hand curled under his cheek that you resolve to deal with it when you come back in. Still you want to get him out of your bed quickly before Jeongguk and Yugyeom arrive and you figure the best way to do that is coffee, so you pull his discarded top over your head, as it’s the most accessible piece of clothing and this should only take a minute, and sneak out into the kitchen.

You're waiting for the kettle to boil and trying to remember how Bambam takes his coffee, when you hear the keypad release the door's lock and Yugyeom’s voice, followed by Jeongguk’s giggle. Shit! You freeze, unable to even process what’s about to happen. Your eyes dart towards your bedroom for an escape, but to get there you'd have to go through the living room where you can hear the boys. You see the overhead light flick on and then you hear Jeongguk’s voice, puzzled.

“This isn’t my belt?” he murmurs, puzzled.

“Maybe it’s your flatmate's?” Yugyeom suggests. You can almost see Jeongguk shaking his head.

“I don’t think so…” he says. “I mean maybe but...she’s usually pretty neat.” Footsteps.

“Where is she anyway?” asks Yugyeom.

“Shower maybe?” Jeongguk tries.

“Wait a sec…” Yugyeom again. “I’m pretty sure these are Bambam’s boots.” You hear the sounds of consternation and shoe-examination. “Yeah, definitely Bambam’s” he confirms. “That could be his belt. Oh my God! He didn’t!” he laughs suddenly. The kettle clicks off and you curse under your breath. More footsteps and Yugyeom’s face appears in the kitchen doorway. He laughs and claps his hands together, clearly delighted with his detective skills.

“Mwoh Yugyeom?” you ask, trying to maintain your dignity, as you avoid his eyes.

“Found Bambam’s top!” Yugyeom calls out to Jeongguk, ignoring your response. Jeongguk’s pretty face appears behind Yugyeom.

“Wonder where the rest of him is…” Yugyeom teases you. You glare at him, unable to stop your eyes darting guiltily to Jeongguk, whose gaze drifts down to the hem of Bambam’s top and onto your bare legs as he places the pizza boxes on the kitchen bench. He doesn’t look amused or angry, just spaced out and you wonder if he’s okay.

“Jeongguk? Kookie?” you try, your voice catching a little.

“Ne?” he acknowledges you in a soft voice, dropping his eyes to the floor.

You watch him anxiously, completely forgetting to acknowledge his response and then after a second that feels like an eternity to you, his eyes flick up to meet yours and you immediately know something has changed between you. There’s something you can’t read in his eyes that could be hurt or disappointment but neither of those emotions make sense to you under the circumstances, so you're not sure what to think. Yugyeom is on a mission though. He darts back out to the living room with you and Jeongguk trailing reluctantly behind him.

“Shall we play a game of hide and seek then?” he suggests impishly. Jeongguk is avoiding all eye contact, while you continue to glare at Yugyeom defiantly.

“No need,” Bambam counters Yugyeom’s suggestion, as he walks back into the room, shirtless but thankfully with his jeans and knickers back on. He has the grace to look slightly abashed, keeping his head down as Yugyeom howls with laughter.

You nip back into your bedroom to change and when you return, Bambam is fastening his belt back around his waist. He tosses his hair and smiles when you hand him back his top.

“Gamsahamnida, noona,” he murmurs, kissing your cheek softly in an obvious attempt to show Yugyeom he’s not bothered by his teasing. Jeongguk’s lips tighten in disapproval, but he recovers quickly, pretending to be amused by Yugyeom’s harassment of Bambam. Yugyeom steers Bambam towards the door by the shoulders.

“Might save the drinks for another night, JK,” he grins. “Thanks for the bowling games.” You and Jeongguk watch them leave, though you do shoot him a guilty glance when Bambam waves at you, cute, over Yugyeom’s shoulder and you wave back. After a moment, you turn to Jeongguk, your mouth open to spew out some excuse - any excuse - but you're met with an empty living room and the sound of his bedroom door closing.

By the end of the week, you're lucky if you've managed to spend ten minutes in the same room as Jeongguk. You don’t want to think he’s avoiding you, but it certainly looks that way, though he’s elaborately polite when you do cross paths. Tonight though, neither of you have any plans and you find yourselves soaked in awkwardness, sitting with as much space as possible between you on the sofa. Jeongguk is sitting stiffly, playing a video game at one end as you sit writing at the other end. You ask if he wants to watch a film, seeing as you never got to the other night and he looks uncomfortable and a bit shy but allows that that might be fun, once he’s finished his level.

And so the awkwardness might have continued indefinitely if not for the doorbell ringing once again. This time Yugyeom and Bambam are both downstairs and you push the button to let them speak.

“Hey sexy,” Bambam addresses you teasingly. You dart a glance back at Jeongguk who, having finished his gaming level, now looks frozen in place, staring off into the middle distance.

“Hi Bambam,” you mutter. “What’s up?”

“Yugyeom wants to know if Jeongguk wants to go bowling tonight - his shout.”

“Just Yugyeom?” You raise your eyebrows as Bambam smirks.

“Ne,” he clarifies. “I’m not in the mood for bowling and I had...other plans.” You close your eyes as a wave of guilt and regret rushes over you. Bambam is hardly being subtle about what he wants this time around. He’s clearly put Yugyeom up to this bowling suggestion and is hoping that Jeongguk will play along and leave so that he has the chance to go for another round with you. You look back at Jeongguk questioningly, your heart sinking as you feel your chance to finally spend some time with him evaporating. Even worse, you'll miss the opportunity to hopefully try and sort through the current walking-on eggshells-mood in your apartment and get back on good terms with your lovely flatmate. But to your surprise he turns towards you, locks his eyes with yours and shakes his head decisively. There’s a certain determination in his eyes, but you're not sure what he’s thinking, just that he clearly doesn’t want to go bowling right now.

“He’s not feeling very well,” you lie smoothly, protecting Jeongguk. “Rain check?” Bambam looks a little disappointed, though Yugyeom doesn’t seem remotely phased, but they both send Jeogguk their best, hoping he’s okay and then say their goodbyes. You ring off and step back over to the sofa.

“Gamsahamnida, noona,” Jeongguk says softly as you pass him.

“It’s okay,” you tell him, once again sitting at the furthest point of the sofa you can without sitting on the arm of the damn thing. He keeps his eyes steady but glazed, looking down at his hands that lay open in his lap. You can’t take it anymore. You move suddenly, moving closer to Jeongguk and making him jump a little, finally drawing his attention to you.

“Kookie what’s wrong?” you ask desperately. You can see his eyes studying your face, his expression blank. “Is it about the other day?” you ask tentatively. As soon as you mention it he looks away from you, looking back down at his hands.

“Because I’m really…” You're about to start a rambling apology when he cuts you off.

“I think I…realised something,” he starts, pausing to move his gaze up from his hands to the now blank television across the room. You wait for him to elaborate but he doesn’t, so you move to adjust yourself to face more towards him. He must think you're getting up to leave though, because he suddenly asks, “Do you like Bambam?” You're taken off your guard.

“Um...I mean he’s a friend, yeah. But not like that, I don’t,” you fumble over the words, trying to get your message across.

“But you...he...you guys slept together the other night, right?” he points out, sounding lost and confused.

“Yes,” you admit, in a whisper, dropping your eyes from his anxious gaze. You don’t even bother trying to spill any of the pathetic excuses or evasions that come to your mind, knowing anything you say in your defence right now will just make it so much worse.

“And just now. That’s why they wanted me to leave, right?” he surmises.”So you guys could...have some privacy.”

You don’t answer, but you're feeling thoroughly miserable and wretched.

“Did you want to…you know..." he falters to a stop, realizing what he's about to ask, takes a breath, tries a different angle. "I mean...Did you want me to leave?

“They’re two different questions,” you start, deliberately finishing his first, unfinished query: “Do I want to sleep with Bambam again?" He looks away, sulky, but you press ahead with his completed question: "...and do I want you to leave?” But then before he can clarify, you take his hands, to make him look up at you. “And the answer to both is...definitively... ‘no’,” you tell him firmly. He looks surprised, but then a tiny glimmer of hope shines in his eyes, so you get brave enough to ask him your own question.

“What was it that you realized, Kookie?” He hasn’t tried to move his hands, so you keep them in yours, tracing the letters of his tattoos with your thumb as he gathers his thoughts, his eyes still firmly fixed on your entwined hands.

“I realized that I’ve never seen you with a guy.” He lets that hang in the air for a moment, before continuing. “I mean I’ve heard other guys talk about how pretty you are, which I always knew was true, but you never showed any interest in anyone, and you never bring guys around to the house… you’ve just always been there with me....” He pauses again looking down at his hands in yours. “But then, all of a sudden seeing you in Bambam’s clothes and realising what was happening. Seeing him kiss you like that... like you were his. I realized...I realized that...I’m in love with you.”

He swallows hard, but his eyes search yours for some kind of reaction. You're so taken aback you have no idea how to even respond. Your pause must cause him to assume the answer, as his expression changes and this time you recognise the hurt in his eyes.

“Mianhamnida, noona,” he chokes out. “I just thought you should know. I didn’t mean to…” but you stop his mouth with a lingering kiss. He startles at first but then you feel him smile against your lips and you sense his eyes close as his hands come up to tangle in your hair. He returns your kisses as passionately as you give them, until you both collapse into each others’ arms, with contented sighs, your chests heaving and your head nestled against his neck. You can’t help but let out a gentle laugh, relieved to have finally been able to tell Jeongguk how you feel, one way or another. Jeongguk giggles as well, and your laughter builds until you're clinging to each other, both in fits of giggles.

When the giggles subside, Jeongguk asks, with one of his cute bunny smiles, “How about that horror movie then?” You meet his smile with your own and respond, “Hhmm. I have a better idea.” Grabbing hold of his soft hand, you both start laughing again as you drag him towards the bedroom that, after this night, will become your shared bedroom.

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wayv-trash · 5 years

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WayV Reaction: Their S/O being super clingy when they are tired

Kun: I see him honestly loving this haha. He craving for some you and him time hehe ;) Once you see him just on his phone laying in bed, you couldn't help but lay next to him; cuz' he looking like a snack jkjk you tired to think like this or maybe hehe, anyways you'd grab his phone and just snuggle right up to him. He would be blushing like crazy and sweetly say, "I wish every day was like this babe" as he gives a kiss on your forehead; omg too cute ugh.

Ten: Honestly despite you being tired and being super cuddly, you won’t have to approach him, he'll approach you haha. Just seeing your face he'll know right away you tired. And did I mention hugging is his hobby haha; fact proven by all members. So he is an expert in bed...when cuddling ahem hehe. I can just imagine him saying "say no more love, come to daddy here and rest with me" as he picks you up and heads to the room.

Winwin: I can just imagine, once you get home, you see him watching a movie on the couch, you approach him from behind and give him a backhug. He be shocked at first but then he notices it was you. You keep your arms around him as you analyze his perfect side profile and kissable plumb lips okie too far haha. He tries talking and asking you questions "how was work? Do you want to eat anything?" Before he could even ask another question, he hears your light snores. He’d break into a huge grin as he gently pick you up and bring you into the bedroom and cuddles next to you all night. You honestly don't care that you still in your works clothes winwin is more important haha.

Lucas: I see him having the same reaction as Kun, he’d be in bed and on his phone. BUT, plot twist he knows you want to cuddle hahaha, lets just say this wasn’t the first time that you were tired and feeling cuddly. So he pretending to be on his phone while waiting for you haha. As you finally came and cuddled with him, you noticed that he wasn't moving, and there you noticed he fell asleep while waiting for you haha. tip: never leave your man/woman waiting haha jk

Xiaojun: You guys would be driving home, and you being tired decided to get cuddly with him as he drives, safe driving guys though, I tried this before and almost got in a car accident haha; you were moving too much on his shoulder, that it became a distraction haha, he would literally say, “Babe, just save it for the bedroom ;) I can't drive properly, if your being too cuddly.” he says laughing. I swear people from other cars will give you guys weird glances and looks hahaha, but you guys don't care.

Hendery: Have you seen this koala on ‘All for One’, let that sink in and imagine that you are xiaojun hahaha. Anyways once you cuddle in with him, you can't cuddle out; he will be locked and loaded with love for you in bed PG thoughts, PG thoughts haha. When you see him just laying on the coach, you'd go up to him and plop down on top and cuddle with him like there is no tomorrow haha. I swear you guys will literally cuddle for who knows how long but, who wouldn't want to cuddle with hendery.

Yangyang: Okay I see him purposely and playfully ignoring your cuddles haha, like each time you approach him and cuddle, he’d move to another place but with a smile on his face, cuz’ he'd say you look like a walking zombie because you were too tired. Soon enough you give up and just head to the bedroom haha, but of course he’ll notice because you weren't going after him anymore haha. He’d head to the bedroom and cuddle up to you, and say “I'm sorry, I just wanted to energize you; next time I’ll cuddle up with you right away” he says giving you a kiss on the cheek. tip #2: never playfully annoy your girlfriend/boyfriend when they are tired and want to give affection haha.

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thedrowsydoormouse · 5 years

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1. If you didn’t have to sleep, what would you do with the extra time?

Binge way more TV and movies.

2. What’s your favorite piece of clothing you’ve own/owned?

I have way too many to pick just one.

3. What hobbies would you get into if time and money wasn’t an issue?

Collecting vintage designer clothes and shoes.

4. What would your perfect room look like?

https://pin.it/m36vxad3rpp2bj Like this pinterest board.

5. Do you play sports?

*laughs* God no!

6. What fiction place would you love to go to?

The TARDIS. All of time and space at my fingertips. How could I pass that up?

7. What Job would you be terrible at?

Fascist Totalitarian Dictator.

8. If you could turn any activity into an Olympic sport, what would it be?

Wardrobe styling. I’d get gold every time!

9. What’s the most annoy habit other people have?

Existing.

Jk. Talking over you or acting like what they have to say is more important than what you have to say.

10. What skill would you like to master?

Candle making. I’d save so much money and my house would always smell like fall!

11. What would be the most amazing adventure to go on?

Remember when I mentioned the TARDIS? Anything involving that!

12. What’s your favorite drink ?

Cherry coke. Or rum and coke if I’m drinking.

13. What state or country would you never like to go back to?

Nevada. I went to Las Vegas with my family every summer as a kid and I’m so over it.

14. What songs do you have completely memorized?

I’m a musical theatre nerd with an echoic memory. That list is impossibly long.

15. Are you usually early or late?

Early. I hate being late with every fiber of my being.

16. What takes up too much of your time?

Dealing with stupid shit.

17. What do you wish you knew more about?

When I want to know something I just research it until I know all I want/need to know.

18. What are some small things that make your day better?

Puppy kissies and good food.

19. What TV channel doesn’t exist but really should?

I have no idea if this exists or not but a channel that plays old cheesy B horror movies and crappy 80s slasher flicks.

20. Who has impressed you the most with what they’ve accomplished?

Pretty much every Gen Z-er who’s spoken out against all the bullshit going on.

21. What age do you wish you can permanently be?

I’m pretty happy with my current age so like 24 25-ish.

22. What TV show or movie do you refuse to watch?

Seinfeld. It just seems so boring.

23. What would be your ideal way to spend you weekend?

Snuggling on the couch with my partner and my dog under a giant fuzzy blanket with tons of soft pillows drinking hot cider and watching movies and TV until we fall asleep.

24. What’s something in your life that’s considered a luxury?

I have to get my hair done at a salon every week because when I try to wash my own hair I black out.

25. Is there anything you’re too young/old for?

I’m too old to eat off the kids menu and too young to date someone in their 80s.

26. What’s your favorite genre book or movie?

I actually have no idea.

27. How often do you people watch?

Very rarely. I need to constantly be doing something or else I get fidgety.

28. What’s the best single day on the calendar?

October 21st for reasons I don’t feel like divulging just yet.

29. What are you interested in that most people haven’t heard of?

That’s a little too hipster of a question.

30. Do you relax after a hard day?

I’m pretty much always relaxing.

31. What’s the best book or series you’ve ever read?

The Kingdom Keepers series. It ruined Small World for me but I’m kind of glad it did!

32. Where’s the farthest you’ve ever been from home?

New York City.

33. What’s the most heart warming thing you’ve ever seen?

Any video where a pet is reunited with their human after a long period of time.

34. What’s the most annoying question that people ask you?

Do you play volleyball/basketball. With “are you a model” being a close 2nd. I get it. I’m tall and thin. I don’t need people constantly reminding me.

35. Would you give a 40 minute presentation with no preparation?

Depends on the topic and the audience. I’m very proficient at bullshit.

36. What’s something you think everyone should do at least once in their lives?

Go to a Disney park.

37. Would you rather go Hand Gliding or Whitewater rafting?

Hand gliding. It would probably feel like flying.

38. Dream car?

A motorcycle.

39. What’s something so many people are obsessed with and you just don’t understand why?

Stranger Things. I’ve watched the whole thing just to see what the hype is about but I still just don’t get it.

40. What are you most looking forward to in 10 years from now?

I don’t even know if any of us will be alive in 10 years.

41. What’s something you’ve been meaning to try but haven’t gotten to it?

Embroidery.

42. What’s the best thing that’s happened to you all week?

The cute guy that works at Hot Topic checked me out and flirted a little!

43. How different was your life one year ago?

Very. I was a mess, physically and mentally and was about to hit rock bottom.

44. What/who would you rate 10/10?

My partner. For him I might even bump it up to 11!

45. What kind of art do you enjoy the most?

Impressionist and post impressionist.

46. What do you hope never changes?

My lack of giving a fuck.

47. What movie title best describes your life?

No fucking clue.

48. What website do you visit most often?

This hellhole.

49. What’s something you’re looking forward to this year?

Halloween. Always Halloween.

50. What’s something you’d like to unlearn?

What Donald Trump’s dick looks like.

51. Where would you spend all your time if you could?

Disneyland.

52. What age would you like to live to?

Would it be bad if I say I wish I was immortal?

53. What’s something you’re most likely to become famous for?

Pissing off someone in a position of power.

54. What’s something you’re most likely to be arrested for?

Bar fight.

55. What’s something you really want but can’t afford?

Alexander McQueen scarf. Or one of their brass knuckle clutches.

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buttercookie-art · 5 years

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Disclaimer: I’m just a fan. Not a critic or a reporter, this is not my job.

I liked it, that doesn’t come as a surprise. It’s a fresh start after Endgame. I don’t have any pros and cons, really. All I want to talk about it’s spoiler and I can’t articulate without ruining the movie for the ones who haven’t seen it yet. It got released in Italy today, so I guess there are a lot more people who haven’t seen it yet who deserve to enjoy it as much as the others did. I don’t really recommend it for those who are sensible at lights, there’s a lot of flashing. For the arachnophobic peanuts out there: there’s a scene in a battle after Prague with a very close close-up of a spider, beware.

On the movie, without spoilers: it’s still fresh and young as the first movie, we see what happened after Tony’s snap and the consequences of it all. Teens are still teens, but this time on vacation. Overseas. It’s a holiday trip teen movie with a heavy “we’ve been hijacked by Nick Fury” twist. If you’re a teen, you’ll relate. If you’re past your teen years, you’ll definitely relate too! I mean, I took one (1) school trip in all my life and those things happened to me and my school mates too. Unfortunately not the Nick Fury’s related ones. There are two post credit scenes. Both will blow your mind. Especially if you’ve read some comics or did some research in the past years ;)

Spoilers under the cut

Now, moving on the spoiler-y section (I took some notes, so it will be in order):

That powerpoint presentation with the fallen ones and I will always love you. Guys, I was choking back tears and laughter.

Idk about the other Country’s songs, but the Italian ones… Well, they were Italians but I’ve never listened to them before. I’d guess and say the second one was from Venice’s traditions, but I’m not really sure. Any Venetian who can confirm or deny??

Boh. Michelle learns it while in Venice. She says two things about its use: it could mean I don’t know and/or piss off. Wrong. Boh, means I don’t know. The piss off part was invented.

A thought about Peter trying to glue everything back in Venice: he did more than Government and Unesco to preserve the art and architecture lol

Beck mentioning Earth 616 got me flipping. Also, it confirmed he was on the bad side from the very beginning, I found it clever. Not that I walked in the theatre with doubts about it

Continuing on Beck, his back story is very good. I can totally understand his motifs. I’m actually impressed with Sony and Marvel. Good job guys. I had some fears about it, ngl

Can we talk about the prison scene for a hot second? Hooligans or mere Netherlands nt supporters taking care of him? Giving him their shirt? Making Tom Holland wear a Holland jersey? I call this Pun service.

We’re going to replace #GiveTonyStarkabreak with #GivePeterParkerABreak, aren’t we?

I love Led Zeppelin. I wanted to smack him, but I was emotional.

Peter realising/knowing he can’t be the next Iron-Man because he is his own person/hero cleared my skin and watered my crops. I’ve been living on the edge thinking about Sony-Marvel screwing his character even more.

I have a love-hate relationship with Tony/Peter parallels, tbh

Happy has completely taken on his role as babysitter. One might even dare to say he’s a Steve Harrington 2.0. His relationship with May is cute, I like it better than May/JJJ ;)

We finALLY GOT SPIDER-MENACE AND J JONAH JAMESON!!!

JK Simmons playing J Jonah Jameson. My personal Marvel fan cast has happened. Not just mine, because I’ve seen other people dream about it too. I can’t believe it’s real. Someone pinch me. (Edit: I re-read this point and it looks like JK Simmons has never played JJJ before lol. What I mean is: I’m happy he reprised the role in the MCU, since I couldn’t think of anyone else to portray the character)

Everyone now knows who Spider-man really is. Like, at the end of the movie, with that voiceover, I thought we were going to get the infamous Civil War reveal (they had teased us at May’s party) so I knew it was coming… but like this? Almost utter shock.

Maria and Nick were Kree all along. Which explains why they felt a bit off, I even wrote I didn’t like how stupid and naive Fury acted in my notes. Happy there was an explanation at the end of the movie and not after it.

The actual Nick Fury is working on a Kree ship, in space… I guess the rumours about phase four being set mainly in space is confirmed.

Edit: I came down from cloud nine and wanted to talk about a few more things

Peter: home boi got good character development, but it came to a “cost”. We don’t really see his nerdy side, except for Nick/Thalos mentioning his love for pop culture, him getting excited about the multiverse and making his new suit. I wish we could see more of it, maybe in the next movie? But I doubt it.

Michelle: if I had my doubts during Homecoming, now I have none. It’s still pretty weird that everyone calls her MJ, because she’s not. Mary Jane has always been that character portraited has the most beautiful and popular among the others. The angelic one. With a strong feminine look. Michelle is none of it. And I adore it. She likes things that are considered weird, wears dark clothes and Peter falls for her not for how she looks, but how she is. I’m very happy with how they have written her. Finally, a character played by a woman who it’s not portrayed as the “femme fatale” nor the “strong woman tm”. She just a normal kid, with her own sense of humour and her own interests.

Ned: There’s not enough. He has a few interactions with Peter and that’s it. I know that the movie has already a lot to show, but I really missed them together, plotting and getting in trouble

Zombies: one of Mysterio’s illusions was Tony’s grave from which an Iron Man zombie crawled out from. It was a great easter egg. And... maybe will see more of it in one of the Marvel’s What/Ifs?

Tony hate: second movie, second villain who turned bad because Tony Stark was a billionaire asshole. It makes sense, don’t get me wrong, they’re written very well but... I wonder for how long they can keep going now that he’s dead. I liked how they played this card, though. Lately, Tony’s has been portrayed as this good Samaritan guy only. Forgetting that he has his issues too, which they weren’t just mental health related. It was a good reminder.

#aaaand it's up #these are my own personal opinions #they won't surprise anyone since it's me lol #spider man #spider man far from home #far from home #sm ffh #movie review #my art #far from home spoilers

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lordeasriel · 5 years

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another batch of things i like in BBC’S HIS DARK MATERIALS

i’m here again to praise this unreleased masterpiece. this time is a long post, sorry

- i get the feeling that opening shot is asriel’s arrival at jordan. regardless of that, the colours are even more beautiful than i predicted. they’re warm and vibrant but realistic and in a down-to-earth way. the sky seems iridescent, it really evokes the idea that, however similar that world might be to ours, it isn’t the same.

- i mentioned the outfits in my previous post on the teasers, but now we have more to go on and they are still beautiful! they really set nice and varied colour palettes for everything, it’s unbelievable.

- lyra is striking! i love how they keep her within her own age. again, she looks like a kid and dresses as such. you can see her different stages as the outfits changes. the floral (?) dress she wears in that Pan scene and the one where she is running inside a scholarly-like building feels very Jordan-like (I believe those scenes are in Jordan), and the bolvangar uniform still manages to make her stand out, even if it’s meant to make her mingle with the other kids. i like the greens and blues as the scenes approach the endgame of the story.

- pan is so cute, and also stuck in his two known forms: snow ermine and beetle lol jk bad wolf i love you, he looks fantastic!

- dafne keen was the right choice, i can vouch for that. she looks incredible, wild and realistic within lyra’s role.

- ALSO ROGER IS SO CUTE! that poor boy. he looks so tidy and unremarkable, in a sense, like he is a servant boy, but he matters so much to lyra that she is willing to go north to rescue him.

- marisa is looking regal af. the blue silk is outrageous, and there’s that staircase scene where you can see her in a red outfit (i’m going wild here and guessing that’s her because it’s a magisterium building, and there aren’t many women that could fill that place, so it’s like 95% certainty that it is her). the white nightgown was striking too. they really toned down her outfits in comparison to the movie, she has a more varied colour palette, with blues when Lyra’s outfit is red, then red when Lyra’s outfit is green/blue. she also looks more demure and frugal, it really evokes that deceptive aspect of her character, when she tries really hard to be a good servant of the church, but it’s a sinner underneath it all.

- also, instead of dressing her in golden outfits (which i think would have been complimentary (?) to her complexion, i guess) they chose to make her surroundings golden, as you can see in the golden monkey scene, and the gun scene. her house is in warm, yellow/orange/gold tones, which makes her stand out in her blue/green/white outfits.

- ruth wilson has such an uncanny beauty that i think it suits the character so much, it physically hurts me

- THAT SOLDIER SCENE!!! i will never shut up about this. there is so much power and meaning to that scene, and it really reminds of that Subtle Knife scene where she takes control over the specters. that was too much for me.

- also, lyra being more fancy and polished in her scenes with Mrs. Coulter, her hair silkier and brushed, her outfits sleekier, just like Mrs. Coulter’s. love it!

- oh boy, asriel, my man. he has like, two outfits, and they are quite simple, but he is a man of different priorities, so that kinda makes sense, i guess??? i mean, he doesn’t have time to dress nice, he probably own five identical shirts.

- but, i like how he looks wilder in the cabin scenes, as opposed to his jordan’s first look. it feels like he gets stressed as his research progresses, so he looks more worn-out (?). yet, that last shot, where is underneath the aurora, he looks more vibrant and vivacious, which also makes sense like, this guys has been trying really hard to do this and now it’s done and he is thriving and living his best life

- also mcavoy is a snacc, man. grey-haired mcavoy? also a snacc.

- STELMARIA!!! i lived my whole life to this point just to see that beautiful daemon and i was not disappointed.

- boreal: also a snacc, that was wrong bad wolf. that was wrong because he is creepy and messed up, and you want us to want him. wrong but thank you.

- he seems like he is bowing to someone at the magisterium (there is a huge M in the architecture behind him in that shot). also, while talking to @his-dark-memerials about the bird daemon, because Boreal daemon is a small snake, we arrived at the conclusion his daemon is in his pocket, where his hand is at in the scene.

- lee scoresby, our mighty hero, looking like he needs a rest from this people’s bullshit. i loved the hat and the moustache, and HIS BALOON!! wish there was more for me to say though.

- oh yes, there is more to say about lee. WHERE THE FUCK IS HESTER?? last time i did this it worked, we saw roger, let’s try again

- the Master. oh boy, he really made an impression on me. he had like, one line in the trailer, but he did everything right, idk. he has that melancholia of an old man who’s seen so much and now has to deal with the fact he held power over nothing. like, what can he do? the Master is a character bound to his own place, and he kept Lyra safe for as long as he could, but he knew the day would come when he would be stuck between Mrs. Coulter and Asriel and he kinda just accepted it. yes, i’m going crazy.

- IOREK!!! i am so fucking impressed. like, super impressed. he looks nice and threatening, and REAL. he looks so real it’s crazy! how can he look so real? what kind of sorcery is this?

- ah farder coram, he looks a bit stockier than i imagined, but then again, everyone is younger in the show, so i guess it makes sense. he is also angrier which i like. wish we could’ve seen more of him, and john faa.

- i really like the modern ambient, the angular architecture. the gyptian Roping looks really good, very earthy and welcoming, there are so many people there, just like i pictured it.

- bolvangar is clean, scary and vibrant, which i love, it really makes you feel trapped in an underground facility in the arctic, which i figure, is the point. also the silver guillotine looks creepy and rustic and it’s HUGE like, terrifying huge style lmao

- the magisterium looks beautiful and powerful, with that clean aesthetic. it really gives us the bad vibes underneath the polished look. their zepelins are so threatening, their soldiers are threatening, everything from that unholy institution is threatening, like wtf, i’m scared again

- wish they would’ve shown us the witches though, i can’t wait to see them!

#bbc his dark materials #his dark materials #like this is the last time i do this bc hopefully next time we'll have a trailer #then the show #i'm super happy with this #like uncontrollably happy #i'm sorry for the spam #i'm gonna chill now

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sleepyfantasy · 5 years

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Taehyung - The One

“She’s the one,” Taehyung sighed as he flopped down on the seat next to Jimin in the lounge.

“Just like that guy last week was ‘the one’?” Jungkook quipped.

Jimin shook his head, speaking before Taehyung could answer back. “That guy was only ‘the one’ until he saw that girl with the cool piercings.”

“Oh yeah,” Jungkook agreed, remembering that ‘one’.

“Who was before that?” you asked, trying to remember.

“Was it that really tall guy with the sticky out ears?” Jungkook asked.

“No,” Jimin answered, “wasn’t he before the girl with the really cute dog?”

“I thought she was after the girl with the awesome coat,” you countered. When the guys looked confused, you elaborated, “You know, I was going to ask her where she got it but Tae basically tackled me to the floor.”

“Oh my gosh, I do remember that!” Jimin cried out.

“I apologised!” Taehyung tried to defend himself.

“You’re right,” Jungkook said. “She was after the tall puppy guy.”

“This one is different,” Taehyung claimed.

“Did you talk to her?” you asked.

Jimin just had to look at Taehyung’s face before he knew the answer. “Not that different.”

That triggered laughter from everyone except Taehyung, who just sighed and wished he had different friends.

“She’s perfect,” he said, as if that was different from what he had said about every ‘one’. “And I’m going to find her again so I can talk to her.

“How?” you asked.

“Yeah, I thought you said you didn’t even hear her name when the barista called it because it was too loud in there?”

“Don’t discourage him!” Jungkook argued. “This is progress! He’s actually planning to talk to this ‘love of his life’.”

“I’m glad you think like that, Kookie,” Taehyung said, smiling. “I was hoping you would draw a picture of her from my description so I could make a poster.”

“Oh no,” the younger replied. “I’m not willing to actually help you. I just think we shouldn’t hinder this small step in the right direction.”

Weeks later, you were sitting in the very café where Taehyung had seen ‘the one’. It was at least the tenth time since that day that you had met him there, and you were sure he had been more without you. Every spare minute he had it seemed, he was sitting right where you were then, at a table with a good view of both the counter and the window.

As he kept his eye out for ‘the one’, you kept your eye out for someone who fit Taehyung’s type, hoping to find someone who could potentially be the next ‘one’ to distract him from the current ‘one’.

He hadn’t been lying when he said this ‘one’ was different. Normally he ‘fell out of love’ with these infatuations as easily as he fell into them. It was usually only a few weeks or even days before he got distracted by someone else, or he got busy with work, or even occasionally something as simple as a new video game coming out.

Never before had one of these things lasted so long or been so intense that he had gone out of his way to ask everyone he knew if they knew an artist he could use for his poster, then put up copies all over town. He even pulled out all the stops flirting with the manager of the café so he could put up a special poster and get the baristas to point him out if anyone asked about it.

So far, all this had gotten him, however, was a whole bunch of prank calls and a lot of annoyance from you, Jimin and Jungkook.

“Hey, you see that guy over there?” you said, “I think he was checking you out.”

“That’s nice,” he said, not even looking at you, much less at the guy you were talking about.

“Okay then,” you said, mostly to yourself as you checked your watch. You still had time before you had to leave to go to your afternoon lectures. “Go on then, tell me about her again.”

Suddenly his face lit up and he became his usual animated self. As much as you really did not want to hear the story of the first and only time he had ever seen her again, it was worth it to stop him from staring wildly around the room, desperately searching for her as he bounced up and down in his seat. Anything was worth it to bring that smile back to his face.

Just when your final lecture of the day was rounding up, your phone started buzzing in your pocket.

Y/N COME HOME – TH

HE MEANS IT. COME HOME. – JM

SERIOUSLY. EVEN I THINK YOU NEED TO COME HOME FOR THIS ONE. – JK

I’m nearly done with lectures. I’ll be home in an hour. – you

AN HOUR?! – TH

I CAN’T WAIT THAT LONG. – TH

As long as no one is dying, you’re going to have to. – you

[pouty emoji] – TH

I’ll get the bus instead of walking. I’ll be there in 20. [rolling eyes] – you

<3<3<3<3<3<3<3 – TH

[more rolling eyes] – you

<3<3 – you

When you got home, you found your three housemates all creepily standing by the door waiting for you to arrive.

“Woah, guys. Seriously, what’s up?”

Taehyung was literally bouncing up and down.

“Maybe sit down, Y/N?” Jimin suggested, taking your hand and starting to lead you over to the sofa, but you ripped your hand out of his and turned to face them all.

“No, you’re freaking me out. Tell me what is going on right now.”

You shouldn’t have been so freaked out because Taehyung was beaming his head off, but the looks on Jimin and Jungkook’s faces were putting you on edge. Both of them looked like they’d just watched someone shoot a puppy. And the way they looked at you made you think the puppy might have been yours; but you didn’t have a puppy.

“Go ahead,” Jungkook told Taehyung.

“Ifoundher!” he said, speaking insanely fast and still jumping up and down.

Your jaw all but dropped. “What?”

“Ifoundherandaskedheroutandshesaidyes!” he continued, not taking a breath.

“Still not sure I got that,” you said, looking between the three of them and trying to process what he had just told you.

“He found the girl he’s been looking for,” Jimin explained, speaking like he was treading on tiptoes. “He asked her out and she said yes.”

“Wow, Tae! That’s really great!” you told him, pulling him into a hug. “I’ve got some work to do, I’m gonna go to my room.”

“No!” Taehyung cried, looking like the puppy might have been his after all, making you want to check on Yeontan. “You have to help me plan the date.”

“When is it?” you asked.

“Friday!”

“Then we have three days! I’ll help you tomorrow, I promise.”

“Okay,” he pouted as you walked away.

“Put that face away,” you told him. “You know I’ll tickle you if you keep pouting.”

“I’m happy,” he promised, smiling to make a point. “But you have to help me tomorrow.”

“Why can’t Jimin and Jungkook help you?” you asked, starting to retreat to your room.

“The last date Jimin went on involved Jin-hyung making dinner for them and I don’t think Jungkook has ever had a second date,” he explained over the complaints of the other two.

“Ah yes, I remember,” you said as you reached your door. “I’ll help you tomorrow.”

“Okay,” Taehyung replied. “Thank you.”

You spent the whole of the next afternoon going over date plans with Taehyung. Eventually, he seemed happy with it, and honestly, it was your perfect date. You had put your all into planning it with him.

And finally it was Friday.

‘Finally’ because Taehyung hadn’t shut up for the past three days about the date. He had been umming and ahhing over every detail but somehow you managed to convince him to keep everything as planned.

After helping him get ready, you curled up on the sofa and started watching a movie, soon to be joined by Jimin and Jungkook.

A few hours later, you were still right there, cuddled between two of your flatmates, coming to the end of the second movie of the night, even though they’d both fallen asleep halfway through the first. Then you heard a key turn in the lock.

You sat up straight, jostling the two sleeping boys who had their arms wrapped around you. Neither of them woke, however. You knew from living with them for a couple of years now that once they were asleep, you could all but dance on their heads without waking them up.

When the door swung open, revealing Taehyung, you immediately asked, “How did it go?”

He pulled a face.

As you stood up, Jimin and Jungkook wrapped their arms around each other instead of you, still asleep.

Immediately, you made your way over to Taehyung and pulled him by his arm to your room.

Once the two of you were settled on your bed, backs against this headboard, you turned to him. “Okay, spill.”

He was fiddling with his hands so you grabbed the nearest one and used it to wrap his arm around you, curling into his side like you had so many times before. “It can’t be that bad,” you told me.

“It wasn’t that bad,” he said, pulling you closer to him. “She just barely let me get a word in edgeways she was so busy talking about herself.” He leant his chin on your head as he continued talking. “I feel like I may not have helped the size of her ego by launching a city-wide poster campaign to find her.”

“You think?” you laughed. You felt his chuckle through your back and it made you laugh more. “So when’s the second date?”

Instead of replying, he started to tickle your waist, shifting from under you and moving more to the side to get a better angle to attack you from.

He only stopped when you accidentally kicked him in the stomach while trying to escape him. Falling off the bed with a grunt, he splayed out across your bedroom floor.

Once you had caught your breath from all the laughing, you turned over and lay on you belly, sticking your head over the edge of the bed, looking down at him. “What are you doing down there?” you asked him, feigning ignorance.

“Someone kicked me,” he said, standing up, making you move back onto the bed fully so that you weren’t in his way. “Do you have any idea who that might have been?” he asked.

You shook your head. “I have no idea.” Despite trying, you failed to keep a straight face when he climbed over you, taking a place on the other side of the bed.

Scared he was going to tickle you again, you curled up in a ball facing away from him to try to protect yourself, but instead, he just wrapped his arms around you, pulling the covers over the two of you from where they had ended up balled at the bottom of the bed during your little fight.

“I’ll get you back in the morning,” he said directly into your ear because of how close he was to you. “I’m too tired right now.”

You laughed slightly, joining your hand with his. “You’ll forget before then.”

“Watch me,” he replied, his voice giving away how close to falling asleep he was and, honestly, you weren’t far behind.

You weren’t sure what time it was when you woke up, as your clock was on the side of the bed that Taehyung was currently occupying. The only clue you had was that it was still dark. You were going to check your phone, which was still in your pocket but then you realised that what had woken you up was the sound of your bedroom door slowly creaking open, revealing Jimin and Jungkook poking their heads around it.

Feeling Taehyung move behind you, propping himself up on one arm but keeping the other around you and your fingers linked, you heard him whisper, “Y/N’s asleep, get out!”

About to tell him you were awake, you stopped when Jimin winked at you, saying, “When are you going to tell her, Tae?”

“Yeah, Hyung, I assume this means that the date didn’t go well, and you promised!” Jungkook reminded him, giving you a look that told you he knew that you were awake as well.

Taehyung looked down at you. “How am I supposed to explain?” he started. “How am I supposed to explain that each time I found a new ‘the one’ it was because I came too close to confessing to the only one who’s been the real one since we were kids, but Y/N’s my best friend.”

He was interrupted by Jungkook’s complaint, “I thought I was your best friend,” but Jimin quickly shut him up with an elbow to the side.

“But you promised, Tae,” he said.

“I know,” he sighed, “but Y/N is the most important thing in my life.” This made Jungkook pout again, but he stayed quiet.”

“Think about it, Tae,” Jimin told him. “I think Y/N deserves to know.” He winked at you one last time before turning to leave, pulling Jungkook with him.

Once the door was closed, Taehyung settled down again, wrapping himself back around you. You released his hand and turned over, pressing your face into his chest.

It took him a couple of minutes, but then he said, “You’re awake, aren’t you?”

“No?”

“Were you awake the whole time?”

“No?”

Instead of moving away like you thought he might, he pulled you closer. “And?”

“And what?”

“Come on. The only good thing that came out of this is that I don’t have to gather the courage to confess since I already kinda did. So, do you hate me now?”

“What about the position we’re currently in makes you think that I hate you?”

He chuckled. “Okay, so you just pity me then?”

“No,” you shoved him slightly, making sure you stayed close. “I feel bad that we needed Minnie and Kookie to intervene, but other than that, I’m really happy.”

“Happy?” he moved back from you so he could see your face. “Why happy?”

“The guy I like likes me back, what’s not to be happy about?”

“Wow, I’m an idiot,” he said, turning his face into the pillow.

You moved forward so you could cuddle with him again.

Neither of you spoke for a while, long enough that you thought you were just going to go back to sleep, but then he said, “I don’t like you, by the way. I love you.”

“I love you too, Pabo. Now let me sleep.”

With a chuckle, he got comfortable again. “Fair enough. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight,” you repeated, and you both fell asleep trying not to think about the shit you were going to get from Jimin and Jungkook in the morning.

It was worth it anyway.

AN: Proving once again that I am basically incapable of writing anything that doesn’t have a big confession scene at the end. I hope you enjoyed it.

Masterlist

#kim taehyung #bts v #bts fanfic #kpop fanfic #bts scenarios #bts fluff #gender neutral #reader insert #romance

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rosymiel · 5 years

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1-100.. bitch

oh FUCK you (im jk.. i love you..)

The meaning behind my url: i love french, and so i wanted to spice up my url and have it not be sims related from the get-go (my previous url was ughplumb). at first i wanted my url to be “cherry wine” in french because my favorite song of all time is cherry wine by hozier, however the url was already taken. i settled for rosy honey, hence rosymiel

A picture of me: honestly just look at my tag “kyla has a face”! i don’t have any new selfies of myself aside from what i’ve posted.

How many tattoos i have and what they are: i only have one, and it’s right in between my shoulder blades on my back. it’s of my family’s crest, which says “miseris succurrere disco”, which basically means to help people in need.

Last time i cried and why: last night because i was watching queer eye

Piercings i have: i used to have my ears pierced, but i hated keeping track of my earrings so i just let them close up. i wish i never let them close up, and now i also want to get my nose pierced

Favorite band: i don’t really listen to any bands, just artists!

Biggest turn offs: burping and chewing sounds. chewing sounds legitimately anger me so much, i don’t know why

Top 5 songs: Cherry Wine (Hozier), Rain On Me (Joji), IDFC (Blackbear), I Love You (Billie Eilish), The Night We Met (Lord Huron)

Tattoos I want: OHHHHH MY GOD i want so many!!!! i just honestly want my body to be covered in flower tattoos to the point that i’m just a walking garden!! i really want to get a pair of watercolor roses or lilies right under my collarbones!!

Biggest turn ons: good cologne. i don’t know why, but cologne makes me go insane, i love it so much

Age: 18 going on 19!

Ideas of a perfect date: relaxing at home and cuddling with my boyfriend while watching our favorite show

Life goal: oh god this is super deep and i’ve sat on this question for a fat minute and all i can think about is how much i want to be content with myself, so i guess that’s my goal

Piercings i want: nose and ear piercings, babie!!!

Relationship status: happily taken!

Favorite movie: oh god, probably across the universe. i’ve loved it ever since i was a kid

A fact about my life: i’ve been in choir almost all my life

Phobia: the dark. when i was a kid i used to see faces on my walls when my room was dark

Middle name: marie

Height: 5′5.5 (basically just 5′6)

Are you a virgin?: yessirree

What’s your shoe size?: 7

What’s your sexual orientation?: i’m pretty straight, but i think i’m heteroflexible. i’d definitely get down and nasty with a girl, but i’ve never felt any romantic attraction towards females

Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs?: no, my parents smoked cigarettes for most of my life, and my dad regularly smokes weed. the smell of weed makes my head hurt and makes me feel nauseous, so no thanks.

Someone you miss: my boyfriend. he’s been on a family trip to cuba, and he hasn’t contacted anyone (including me) in almost 10 days. i miss him so much that it genuinely hurts.

What’s one thing you regret?: not learning to love myself sooner and finding comfort in feeling depressed because it’s something familiar

First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: zendaya

Favorite ice cream?: i don’t eat a whole lot of ice cream, so i guess cookies and cream

One insecurity: my teeth. my two teeth next to my front teeth are pointed, and i used to get called a vampire when i was young. i was always bullied for it, and for most of my life i would cover my mouth with my hand whenever i laughed or smiled. a recent incident that comes to mind was sophomore year in high school in my english class. i sat next to my friend mooney (i called her by her last name because we met in gym), and one day she was talking to the guy infront of her about how pretty she thought i was, and how she thought that i could’ve been a model. the guy who sat in front of me, who’s name was tristan and was also in my choir the previous year, said that i’d be pretty with me if my teeth weren’t so fucked up.

What my last text message says: “god this fan feels so nice”

Have you ever taken a picture naked?: :)

Have you ever painted your room?: no, but i’ve tried painting the bathroom with my mom

Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex?: nope

Have you ever slept naked?: yeah?????????

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror?: i can’t dance, so absolutely not

Have you ever had a crush?: yeah??!??!?!!? ofc. i had a major crush on my current boyfriend, and he had a crush on me first before we started dating. it’s actually a really cute story

Have you ever been dumped?: yeah, twice. my last one was really brutal, but not because of how he dumped me.

Have you ever stole money from a friend?: nope

Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met?: nope

Have you ever been in a fist fight?: nope

Have you ever snuck out of your house?: nah, i’m a goody-two-shoes

Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back?: oh HELL yeah

Have you ever been arrested?: nope, and not planning on it!

Have you ever made out with a stranger?: nope!!

Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?: not in a sexual or romantic way, no

Have you ever left your house without telling your parents?: nah

Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor?: i don’t think so??

Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun?: i ditched my nesika (which was like homeroom, but only two days of the week rather than daily) to go to a coffee stand with a friend

Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?: not in a sexual or romantic way

Have you ever seen someone die?: no, and i really don’t want to :^(

Have you ever been on a plane?: yup!! i love it

Have you ever kissed a picture?: maybe…………… :’^)

Have you ever slept in until 3?: oh my GOD no. i fall asleep relatively early and wake up early, even on my days off.

Have you ever loved someone or miss someone right now?: yeah??? lowkey this question is phrased in a weird way

Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?: oh my god yes, it’s so relaxing

Have you ever made a snow angel?: yup!!!!

Have you ever played dress up?: oh HELL yes i have!!!

Have you ever cheated while playing a game?: okay does anyone remember doing the stock market game in freshmen year/middle school in history class? my friend and i looked up the answers online and cheated. we were rich that day in that class.

Have you ever been lonely?: i’m lonely right now

Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school?: maybe for 10 seconds, but no

Have you ever been to a club?: nope!

Have you ever felt an earthquake?: i don’t think so, no

Have you ever touched a snake?: SDKJGBSD NO!!!!!

Have you ever ran a red light?: nope!

Have you ever been suspended from school?: nope!!!!

Have you ever had detention?: i had lunch detention for saying “stfu” to a guy who was bugging me in 5th grade. i thought i was the shit for that.

Have you ever been in a car accident?: nope!

Have you ever hated the way you look?: 100%. i’ve always had huge insecurities surrounding my body or how i look.

Have you ever witnessed a crime?: bruh i literally stole a pack of gum from a store when i was 4. i COMMITTED a crime. in my defense, i stole it for my mom to make her happy. i got yelled at

Have you ever pole danced?: nope, but i would love to! it looks like a really good workout!

Have you ever been lost?: i got lost just last week

Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country?: nope!!! i don’t travel much

Have you ever felt like dying?: yes. i used to be suicidal

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?: hell yeah babie!

Have you ever sang karaoke?: i sing karaoke on youtube almost every single day. not only that, but on the first day of practicing for my high school graduation i stopped by my choir class before it began (seniors got out earlier than everyone else), and i sang karaoke with them.

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?: 100%

Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?: NO?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger?: no

Have you ever kissed in the rain?: how can u kiss the rain. bruh.

Have you ever sang in the shower?: i sang in the shower earlier today

Have you ever made out in a park?: nope!

Have you ever dream that you married someone?: yep!!!!

Have you ever glued your hand to something?: i don’t think so????

Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?: no, but i got my tongue stuck to one of those metal low monkey bar things.

Have you ever gone to school partially naked?: no?????

Have you ever been a cheerleader?: no, but my childhood friend and i wanted to be cheerleaders in high school before i moved to a different state

Have you ever sat on a roof top?: nope

Have you ever brushed your teeth?: who are you, my mom?

Have you ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone?: oh my GOD yes

Have you ever played chicken?: nope!! im a pussy

Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?: nope!

Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger?: not that i’m hot, but i’ve gotten many compliments from strangers

Have you ever broken a bone?: nope!

Have you ever been easily amused?: i used to be one of those kids that would laugh before they could finish a joke

Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?: i’ve laughed so hard that i’ve pissed myself. so yes.

Have you ever mooned/flashed someone?: i mean????

Have you ever cheated on a test?: i cheated on a 2nd grade spelling test. who knew that i would end up actually being great at spelling shit

Have you ever forgotten someone’s name?: oh my god i have the worst memory and i’m terrible with names

Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real?: my boyfriend :’’’’^)

Give us one thing about you that no one knows: a couple friends know, but when i’m too lazy to throw on shoes or socks to walk around the house i just pull my sweatpants legs a bit over my feet and just wrap it around my feet. it’s weird

#non sims #reply #roseiio

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chubsjiminiie · 6 years

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Bʀᴇᴀᴋ Mʏ Hᴇᴀʀᴛ 🌙 pt. 6

~тaeнyυng х reader~ yoongι х reader ~ ~ ties

~ prev || next

a/n: uhhh idk what this is tbh. its a bit of a mess. but ill post n e ways lol

requests are open

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Your days seemed to drag on for the rest of the week until Friday came. Usually throughout the day you had Tae either texting or facetiming you with random questions, or even showing up to your place just to be in your presence. But this time it’s like he’s avoiding you or he has better things to do than to update you on his daily adventures. Having too much pride, and lowkey insecure, you don’t reach out, you don’t want to feel annoying or clingy.

The screen in front of you displays a marvel movie, wishing you had your best friend next to you because he loves superheroes and movie marathons. You were sat on your bed with a bowl of popcorn, candy, and a couple beers pre-gaming for the night. Normally people pregame with friends, but what are those? (lol jk). Yoongi was actually on his way to your place, he said you should show up together to catch everyone’s attention. It wouldn’t be a big deal because you were just friends but now everyone knew about your kiss and they were curious where it was leading to.

You grabbed your nearly empty beer can and swallow whatever was left in one gulp. As you get up to throw it away theres a knock at your door and you make your way to open it for the one and only Min Yoongi.

“Oppa!” You say as you open the door, raising your arms up.

He smiles and chuckles at your enthusiasm, “Babe!”

“Ugh. It’s bad enough I blush through text over this little nickname, you had the audacity to say it in person,” you start walking to the trash can.

“I like seeing the little pink in your cheeks when I fluster you,” He walks in and grabs one of your beers.

“Hey Hey! You’re driving, no more than 2 beers.”

He nods at you and he sits down, “So are you going in these little hello kitty pjs or.. are you going to change?” He stuffs his face with popcorn, “Personally the hello kitty speaks to me... she’s like family.”

“Well Min Kitty, I can’t decide what to wear... I want it sexy but comfy.”

“Lets go to your room and see what you have. I’ll judge the sexiness and you can judge the comfiness.”

You look around your closet trying to find some cute tops but you feel like everything is too boring and you want to catch Tae’s attention tonight. Yoongi sees your frustration and walks up to your closet and starts grabbing random pieces he sees. He lays them down on your bed and looks back at you almost like your mom would do when you were 5. You chuckle at him deciding what’s good and what isn’t. His hands reach up to a satin black dress with lace trim and he holds up to you with a gummy smile.

“This one. The material makes it all sexy but because it’s not too tight you can still move around freely and have fun,” he winks, “I should be a stylist instead of a producer.”

You laugh and grab the dress and ask him to leave so you can finish getting ready. After adding accessories and makeup you walk out to not keep Yoongi waiting. As soon as he sees you, he gasps and compliments you as much as he can and smiles like an idiot. He grabs a hold of your hand and leads you out to his car.

You arrive at Tae’s and you feel a slight bubbling in your stomach, you were excited to finally see your best friend and talk to him. Walking into the front door you see the usual scene from every party, couples scattered along the walls making out or dancing, groups taking shots and laughing, and your best friends in the kitchen talking. Holding Yoongi’s hand you walk to them to begin your little game and to have fun.

“Mom and Dad!” you yell over the music and run to hug the new couple, Namjin.

“Hi sweetie. You look so good!” Jin says and winks.

“Thank you Oppa,” you smile.

“Hi Bunny and Chims” you reach out to hug them.

“Taehyungiieeee opppa why have you been missing?” You say and try to hug him.

“Y/n-ie, I wasn’t I just got really busy and I forgot to text you,” He returns the hug but quickly going back to his position and scratching is head.

You pout at him and grab a cup to begin your drinking. These boys always seem to make some sweet concoction of alcohol to get everyone drunk faster. This time it looked like fruit punch and a lot of vodka. Taking a sip you make a face of how bitter it was and Tae giggles.

“I made it this time. Jungkook usually adds more juice to hide the amount of alcohol but I drank the other fruit punch.”

“Mmm. It’s not bad,” you smile and clink your plastic cup against his.

You decide to stay by him and try to talk to him and see what comes from it. His lame excuse of being busy not being enough to dismiss his actions. You stood there talking into each others ear updating what has happened during the two days which doesn’t seem like much but you had gotten used to him so it felt like 2 weeks. You start to giggle at him telling you he bought 5 new ties to add to his collection and they’re all the same color but in different shades and different stitching patterns.

Soon theres an arm wrapping around your wrist and you turn to see who it belongs to... its Yoongi oppa. You smile and go back to your conversation but Tae looks a little put off now and kind of seems to distance himself.

“I thought you guys were just drinking buddies. Isn’t he being a bit too touchy?”

“Tae, he’s my friend. Anyone of the other guys could do it and it’s not a big deal.”

“Yeah but he’s kissed you that one time and who knows how many other times that I haven’t seen.”

“It was only once. It didn’t mean anything...”

“hey want to go dance for a little. he seems a little jealous if i take you away he’ll get even more jealous,” Yoongi leans in to your ear.

The thought lingers your mind for a second because you’re not sure if it’s worth it. But he grabs your hand and nods over to where the make shift dance floor was and you let him lead you away from the kitchen. Turning your head to Tae’s direction you see him drink what was left off in his cup and start to pour himself more.

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Yoongi’s arm was tightly wrapped around your waist, his hips moved to the way yours did, allowing you to take the lead. You could feel his breath on the back of your ear as he moved your hair away from it and whispered to look to your left. There stood Tae all alone watching you as you danced with Yoongi. Your eyes meet up and you can’t but put on more of a show and get as close as possible to Yoongi. He senses your intentions and gently turns you to face him, his goofy grin on display as he winks letting you know he’s taking the lead now.

You move your bodies along to the beat and start to move in closer. His eyes move from your eyes to your lips and he mouths “Can I kiss you?” to which you only nod your head in agreement. He leans down connecting your lips and it feels like two soft pillows against yours. It felt like you melted into him as you opened your lips slightly to deepen it. Still grinding up against each other the kiss seemed to get more sexual than you anticipated as you feel something hard near your stomach. He pulls away and looks down to his growing... problem.

You giggle, “Seems like Oppa got really into it today..”

“Shut up. I hate you. I’m going to go hide forever and possibly cry,” He pouted.

“It’s okay Yoongi oppa. I’m getting tired let’s go back to the guys.”

The little show you put on seemed to drive Tae away as he was no longer in his spot and instead with a really pretty girl. You couldn’t help but feel a little sting on your heart because nothing was working, your little plans didn’t do anything to him. He kept doing his thing and even trying to score his girl for the night. Yoongi held your hand and took you to where your friend group stood playing beer pong with each other and getting drunk off their asses. Hobi oppa was nearly falling on his ass every time his turn came up, Namjoon was too drunk to play and just holding onto Jin to keep his balance. You wanted to pay attention and enjoy the moment but your eyes kept searching for Tae. From a distance you saw the top of his head, the blonde hair very clearly standing out from the rest of the crowd.

He was laughing and had his arm around the girls shoulders, he seemed to be doing his usual flirting. He looks at her and at the stair case nodding his head up. He wants to bring her up already to his room and get it over with. You sigh and look back your friends.

At this moment you could be a bad friend and cockblock, or you could be a good friend and let him get his dick wet. OOORRR you could eavesdrop until you break your heart hearing them have sex.

I mean I guess you’re down to hurt yourself because you start walking up to them seeing as they start going up the stairs. As they’re halfway up you stop at the bottom of the stair case wanting to give enough time to not get caught. Walking up, you feel your heart pounding. You almost convince yourself to let it be but you want to see it with your own eyes. In the last two years of knowing him, you’ve seen him talk up girls and have his fun with them but never settle for one. At first you didn’t care what he did, you had your fun too and had a couple hookups. But the more you got closer, the more you knew him for him, and not just a fuckboy, you realized he was amazing. Every beginning to a hookup you witnessed tugged at your heart but you ignored it as best as you could. It didn’t help that every single one of his adventures were told back to you in detail because you were his best friend and he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

You make your way up to his door to listen in on his conversation. Pressing your ear against the door you make sure not to make any noise. At first it’s all giggles and feet walking around his carpeted room but no sounds of kissing or sex. Weird, you thought. You thought a man like Tae would get right to it as fast as he could to get rid of the girl faster.

“Oh! Do you wanna see my closet? I have these ties that are so cool,” you can hear his enthusiasm through the door

Oh god. Is this his game? you thought

“Sure. Let’s see them.”

For a fuckboy he really a baby boy that needs love and attention.

“So this one is actually one of the favorites, I usually wear it when the temperature is just right... I call him 46,″ He says and you know just the tie he’s holding. Its a dark grey one with yellow stitching and a nice stripe pattern with other tones of grey, it’s the one he wears the sun is exactly 46 degrees to the left.

He’s such a dork. Ugh i love him.

“What about this one Taehyungie...” She says with a bit of lust lingering in her voice.

“Oh that’s the one I wear when... I’m about to have a lot of... fun.”

“I guess you better put it on then..”

Gross

You step away from the door disgusted yet surprised at his lack of game. You make your way back down and look for Yoongi, you’re ready to leave. Almost as if he could read your mind he walks up to you.

“Someone looks ready to leave.”

“Oppa, I just heard Tae get a girl by talking about his ties... Is this how men are nowadays. Is this what I should prepare myself for in the future?”

“If you want to be with him then, yes. But men nowadays are more straightforward; he’s a dork and a dumbass.”

Yoongi and you get in his car and begin to drive off. Your thoughts run wild at how stupid you are to even listen in on his private moments but you couldn’t help but be an idiot and a bit nosey.

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sunshinedevotee · 6 years

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yet another very necessary taehyung rant

i’m back! before i start i’d like to say i appreciate you all so much for the comments and such, even the ones who claim that tae isn’t underrated (begone thots), you motivate my procrastinating ass. you guys don’t need to thank me though i’m just doing the lord’s work. now i have things to talk about so let’s get started!

if you’re new to these posts then this part 3 of what has kind of become a series (?), where i go on rants defending taehyung and explain why he’s kind of underrated. contrary to popular belief; as you’re about to see, boi needs it.

now i’m sorry, but before everything i really want to talk about this man and his precious dog!!

RIGHT MY DUDE TAEHYUNG DIDN’T JUST GET ANY DOG, HE GOT A FOSTER. LET’S PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT. he even asked the guy how to be a good dog owner, the same guy went on to say he didn’t believe he and tae were the same species lmao.

moving on to the sad shit

hate

i will never shut up about this. the popular members get hate too. honestly everyone will go on about how the hyung line members get hate (totally fair), but nobody wants to talk about the shit the maknaes have to deal with cause they’re popular. i’ve never seen someone as grossly sexualised as jimin is, i’ve seen many a horror. jk gets so much hate for having a lot of lines, as if it isn’t tiring and stressful for him. and honestly tae just can’t fucking breathe without getting berated for it. here’s a list of things he’s gotten hate for:

-suggesting a movie with a sex scene (which made him stop his film reccs)

-suggesting a song with sexual lyrics

-posting work from his favourite photography which contained nudity

fun fact; taehyung is an a d u l t, what a concept.

-showing yeontan in jin’s vlive

-saying older brothers should care for their little sisters (they said he’s sexist)

-landing an acting role before jin

-winning face of 2017

some jk stans were mad cause jk got more likes on instagram (if you didn’t know the nominees’ pictures were posted on an insta account and people thought they were meant to vote for who they wanted to win.) jk had gotten more votes on his picture so people were mad that tae won, but apparently it’s not the case.

tldr; despite him being the most beautiful creature on this sad earth, it’s not just about visuals and it’s a big deal that he got chosen

general sadness

i’ll say this again. even though everyone thinks tae stans showing concern is twelve year olds trying to stir up drama, we have good reason to do so.

let’s take a moment to talk about stigma, the lyrics are already ambiguous and seemingly sad. this is what he said about it:

"stigma is about hurting. when i started creating it i wanted it to be about being cut over and over again. i wanted army to feel my hurting? in mvs I’m shown as a person who’s hurt, but it hurts so much that i become someone who enjoys that pain.”

and even that one time taehyung started crying when reading his letter to jimin on bon voyage S2, he started crying and talking about jimin being there for him when he was “crying in the bathroom” uhh c h i l d

remember when the members jumped on tae to open up to them? the way they spoke...you can tell he had gone through something and it breaks my heart honestly, but it seems the members are caring for him.

visuals

his visuals have gotten him far and this is just a fact. he must feel like his only significance in the group is being a visual. honestly when members are being acknowledged for things and it comes to him they’ll always say something like ‘thx for not being ugli lol’.

i know this is a thing in kpop i guess but it’s as if he’s just there to look pretty and...growl? and what else? oh yes! be lol so random xd. this really pisses me off cause even in old interviews namjoon would introduce him as ‘the member responsible for 4d charms’ and you’d just see his expression drop immediately.

don’t get me wrong, it’s just a fact that he’s a popular bias cause of his looks, that’s just the way it is and i know it. we as people sub-consciously show bias towards people we find attractive in everyday situations. i’m pretty sure if he weren’t so stunning some people would probably bash him for his ‘alien behaviour’ rather than be like ‘oh ahaha tae-oppa is so cute l o l xd’ or some other cringy shit.

anyway, he has a lot of fans because of his appearance, who probably think they’re the biggest stan just cause they’ve heard stigma like four times. maybe they watch some ‘taehyung extra compilations’ now and then, but they don’t actually know shit about him andng;sd’#;l#fdfd

for those that don’t know, he had originally accompanied a friend to the auditions and had no plans to audition himself. he was spotted by an employee who told him he had to audition because he was so good-looking. his looks definitely got him where he is, i imagine it makes him feel like his only significant feature is the fact that he’s pretty. a lot of people have nothing good to say about him not regarding his looks/behavior.

if you get really deep into it, i think he feels like his visuals are the only reason he’s loved by fans at all. although he doesn’t do it anymore, i’m pretty sure he used to exaggerate his attitude so that people would like him. i know this feeling all too well myself and while i obviously can’t pin point what’s going on in that pretty lil head of his, i think i’ve got an idea. you’re really just ‘weird’ and you try to pass it off as quirky then you’re like ‘oh you like this?’ so you keep acting that way, afraid you’ll stop being interesting. it was brought to my attention that people are actually dropping him cause he’s become more quiet recently :(.

can i ask why? when taehyung is so beautiful inside and out, he’s definitely got flaws we all do, but while he isn’t perfect there’s just something so unique about him. he’s so clever sometimes yet he can have those dumb moments like forgetting what year it is, he seems like he’s just a cutie yet he’s so mysterious and vague. he’s this beautiful mess of self-contradictions and i love him for it, my favourite art hoe. i found a tae personality-analysis here on tumblr and it was an enjoyable read, op says they had a hard time with his mysterious ass haha

now let’s talk about tae being a golden maknae (hear me out!)

i got this comment

hmm i didn’t know that he auditioned as a rapper. [some of the members really came in with little to no experience in their field though, isn’t that impressive?] yeah that’s true, like i’ve said this before but tae is a golden maknae, he can rap okay? it only sounds weird cause we’re not used to it. even in the table room skit they did that freestyle rap and tae was really good, i’ve read that yoongi himself was really impressed with him!!

and he can dance pretty well too um why isn’t he dance line ???

tae’s been underrated since the start, he was even hidden at the start as he was a ‘secret weapon’, for what? surprise surprise; his looks :o i’m pretty sure he knows this, and it all must add more to the probable mixed feelings he has regarding his role in the group.

singing

please talk about his beautiful deep voice, i didn’t even like deep voices until he came around. also let’s appreciate the fact that he came in with no experience and apparently originally auditioned as a rapper?

C R Y S T A L S N O W though I mean oh my god.

my friend once said; ‘i cry every night at taehyung’s wasted potential’ ( @n-uee what’s good?) which is too accurate. i’ve said pretty much all i needed to say on this subject in the previous part. still though acknowledging his high note in stigma isn’t enough, please he is finally not being wasted on growling anymore talk about it

yeah uh finally finished i’ve been dragging this on and editing it for months lmao i’m such a procrastinator. anyway as i said he’s not just a pretty face and there is so much more underneath the surface. i wish tae well and await his next cover!

part 1 , part 2

ofcourse none of these posts are complete without some pictures, so have taehyung with dogs aka my favourite concept in the world:

anyway he’s one of the only good things in my life in this god awful world and i purple him bye.

#taehyung #kth #bts #kim taehyung #ipurpleunet #taehyung icons #taekook #vmin #vhope #taegi #taejin #vmon #bts v #kpop #rant #tae #fave #kth defense squad #kth defense squad leader

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