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tuanhood · 4 years

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pairing: frat!bambam x reader

genre: smut

warnings: 18+, language, cringey frat stuff, fingering

word count: 4,400+

summary: you haven’t been doing so well in stats, so your tutor - the last person you thought would be teaching you something - recommends giving you an incentive.

a/n: hi guys! i’m a little late... but it’s kinda technically still the weekend? ngl this definitely isn’t my best work and I’m sorry for that because I feel like I’ve been lacking a little bit lately! but i promise that i have a few things in the works that will hopefully be better! but nonetheless enjoY!

“Okay so in a college class, the average IQ is 115. Assuming that the distribution is normal and that the standard deviation is 15. What percentage of the class has an IQ between 105 and 130?”

You felt like you were going to die.

When you were a little girl, you’d fantasize about all the fun and cool things you’d be able to do in college. Stay up late, hang out with your friends all the time, eat whatever you wanted, and take the classes that would help you become the best-selling author you aspired to be.

In all of those daydreams and fantasies, you never pictured yourself in practical agony studying for a statistics class that you never wanted to take in the first place. You were more of an English and critical analysis girl, definitely not a science and math girl. Especially not stats.

You told yourself probably a hundred times throughout the quarter that you could make it through. That you could maybe actually do this, but sometime between weeks three and four you got completely lost and when you received your midterm grade back, you knew you had to ask for help.

“I don’t fucking know,” you exhaled in frustration as you practically slammed your head down onto the table in front of you.

There’s a pause before Bambam lets out a sigh of his own, “let’s come back to that one later then.”

This was how most of your sessions with Bambam went. He’d read the questions out loud to you as if was going to help, hope that you’d be able to solve it – which you typically wouldn’t – and then you’d give up in frustration. Then you’d call it a day.

That was another thing. Another thing that made this whole tutoring thing even worse – you were being tutored by Bambam. As in Bambam of Theta Chi.

As dumb as you felt saying it, but you felt even more pathetic for having to be so terrible at stats that you have to be tutored by a frat boy. Sure he came highly recommended by the people at your school that put together and pair people off for the tutoring sessions, but it didn’t get rid of the pain you felt when you had to tell your friends who exactly was helping you pass stats. Or… at least trying to help.

“Okay, so what is the probability of rolling snake eyes using two fair dice?”

Maybe you were being shallow, but even his voice screamed frat guy and not the master of statistics who is now teaching his peers. You don’t know why but it aggravated you. Traditionally he wasn’t supposed to be good at these kinds of things, someone like you was. It didn’t make sense.

You groaned, your head still on the table, muffled by the surface, “I don’t know? 1/36?”

At your answer, you could feel Bambam straighten up beside you. You had to admit the boy was a trooper for being willing to meet you at your apartment today instead of your usual spot in the library or at Starbucks. You just couldn’t be bothered to make the trek to campus, if you were going to have another agonizing day of probability, deviation, and whatever – it was going to be from the comfort of your living room floor.

“Correct! See Y/N you’re not a lost cause.”

Bringing your head up from the coffee table, you grimace at him, “I never said I was a lost cause.”

His cheeks turned a shade of light pink, clearly embarrassed by his statement, but being the cool and easygoing frat guy, he is – he covers it up, “I know. Dude, I’m just saying, chill.” Leave it to Bambam to cover up any real emotions.

Even though it was frustrating that you were being tutored by a guy in Theta Chi and you felt lame whenever you admitted to anyone, it didn’t necessarily mean that you had anything against Bambam. Before he had started tutoring you, the encounters you had with Bambam were fine – certainly not an “oh my god you are so freaking annoying” situation. They were minimal of course, just a hello or a how are you at various school events or parties. You didn’t hate him, which was why at the beginning between the studying you had tried to talk to him and get to know him. But he never said anything real or authentic – it always felt like he was putting on some kind of ultra-frat boy act for you. Whenever you asked questions about him, things he liked to do, what he was studying or his family he would simply shy away from it and talk about Theta Chi. You didn’t get it.

“Bambam is so freaking deep. I had a two-hour drunk conversation with him at Theta Chi’s party last weekend and my mind has been opened.” Your friend had told you when you told her about him tutoring you.

So what? Did he have to be drunk to want to talk to you about something other than probability? Or was it just that he didn’t want to talk to you? You couldn’t put your finger on it, but it bothered you a little too much for some unexplainable reason.

“I am chill,” you confirmed with him – a bit too bitterly. You couldn’t tell if your annoyance came from the ongoing frustration of not understanding stats regardless of how many times you’ve met with Bambam or the fact that he was constantly shying away from you two actually getting to know each other.

“Well…” he began suddenly, swallowing almost nervously, “what if we work on a rewards-based system?”

You scoffed at him, “what am I? A child?”

“Do you want me to answer that? Listen… all I’m saying is that rewards or a prize can be a good motivator sometimes. It definitely can’t hurt the studying process.”

There was a part of you that felt annoyed at Bambam for thinking that the only way that you were going to understand any of this was through some kind of incentive. An incentive that had nothing to do with your overall goal which was to not fail the class. However, you had to admit you were curious as to what Bambam could bring to the table when it came to “rewards,” so you decided to play along – for now.

“What kind of motivators are we talking about?”

For a second you swear you see Bambam fidget nervously in his seat, but it happens so quickly, you’re sure it must be your brain playing a trick on you, “I don’t know… I’m literally the co-social chair of Theta Chi so I pretty much can get you whatever you want. Booze, drugs… sex.”

At his last “category” for rewards, your interest is peeked, but not in a weird or perverted way – you swear, “what the social chair orchestrates and plans sexual encounters now?”

He laughed and shakes his head, “definitely not. I’m just saying… If there was anyone you were interested in at Theta Chi… I could probably set it up for you. I mean you’re definitely not bad looking so I don’t think it would be difficult.”

You were half pleased by Bambam’s compliment and intrigued that by the fact that it seemed like perhaps his “non-tutoring” personality was emerging from the surface. It caused you to push more regarding his “reward” if it meant that you could see more of it, “So what? I solve the next equation and I get to fuck Im Jaebeom? Is that how this works?”

He clicked his tongue, “Jaebeom, huh? Wouldn’t have thought he would be your type.”

For some reason, you suddenly felt a wave of nervousness rush through your body and you feel defensive as though you have to explain yourself for some reason, “No- I mean it was just an example.”

Bambam nodded his slowly and looked away from you for the first time since he brought up the incentive thing. His focus goes back to the textbook in front of both of you, “It’s okay if he is. Jaebeom’s a chill guy.”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, for a moment there you almost got a hint of something from him. You weren’t quite sure as to what, but it almost felt like he was… jealous? But then he has to cower away and go back to stats… That was technically why he was sitting in your living room, but right now this seemed like the least important thing going on.

“What is it with you and chill? Does everything need to be chill? Why can’t you just be… normal?”

He laughed at your query, “What if being chill is normal for some people?”

You grabbed the pencil in front of you and tapped it on the table rhythmically in thought, “Chill people aren’t masters at stats. That’s just a fact.”

Bambam’s face goes into fake shock, “really? Damn well, I guess that’s why you haven’t learned anything the last month that we’ve been doing this.”

It’s obvious that it was meant as a playful dig, to tease you, but Bambam feels his heart race when you simply frown in response instead of laugh. It was clear that he had gone too far. This was the thing he had been most worried about this entire time he had been tutoring you.

He had heard from one of his brothers in Theta who knew a friend of yours that you felt embarrassed by being tutored by a frat guy – by him. Hearing that certainly didn’t make him feel good, but he tried his best to help you the last month or so. He didn’t want to do or say anything that could allude to “frat guy” behavior – so most of the time he tried to keep conversations statistics related. Part of him felt like it was because he was offended by your embarrassment, but another part of him felt like it was maybe because he wanted to impress you. He wanted to prove that he wasn’t the typical frat guy because you probably didn’t like that.

But he had to admit… in certain ways, he was the typical frat guy and restricting that part of himself meant restricting segments of his personality. The teasing – that was apart of it.

“Shit – y/n I’m sorry I didn’t actually mean it. I meant it more like-”

At his quick and panicked response, you burst out into a fit of giggles, “dude I can be chill too. I was just fucking with you. Now come on… let’s keep working, I want my prize.”

Bambam lets out a sigh in relief. Maybe he had misjudged you, “so you do want a reward?”

“Of course, I want a reward.”

He licked his lips in thought and you have to admit it’s hard not to stare, “okay what should we start with?”

You began to tap the pencil on your chin instead of the table, thinking about what exactly it was you wanted. When you finally have your grand prize in mind, you figure it’s better to start small.

“I don’t want to be charged cover at any future Theta Chi parties.”

He looked at you with surprise written on his face, “you go to our parties?”

You rolled your eyes at him as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, he can’t help but admire how cute you look when you do it, “of course. They’re the biggest parties on campus… why wouldn’t I go?”

Bambam shrugged, “I just didn’t think you liked frat stuff…” drifting off he looks to see the confusion written on your face and he doesn’t know why, but for some reason, he feels the need to keep talking, “Unless it’s for Jaebeom.” Immediately he wants to punch himself in the face for his continual teasing.

You thought it was funny how he was stuck on the Jaebeom thing. You had just said his name as an example – something you already explained to Bambam – but for some reason, it seemed to bother him. Bambam was more your type than Jaebeom, but it would have been weird if you had brought him up as an example.

“What was that?”

His voice causes your body to jolt up in surprise. Had he heard you? No way.

“Y/N what did you just say?” Bambam asked once again.

The second question regarding what you had just said sends you into a frenzy, considering he was the last person who had just said something based on your recollection. Therefore… he fucking heard you.

“Did I say that out loud?” You asked embarrassed and judging on the look on Bambam’s face – you have your answer.

You felt your mouth go dry, “I- shit… Bam I didn’t mean- Well I mean I did, but- Fuck I-” you cut off your stuttering with nervous laughter and you feel more awkward than you’ve probably ever felt in your adult life.

Rather than saying anything, Bambam looks at you curiously. A hint of a smile appears on his face but soon disappears as if he’s thought of an idea or just something. Hopefully, an idea to get me out of this, you think to yourself. Instead, he scoots closer next to you on the floor and for a moment you have to remind yourself to exhale.

“Instead of the cover as your reward… What about…” he begins, placing his right hand onto your thigh, “this? Is this okay?” If you had to keep your breathing in check just when he moved closer to you, then you felt like you were going to need to be resuscitated now.

Rather than verbally answering, you nodded your head, afraid to open your mouth in case the wrong thing came out.

Keeping his hand placed firmly on your thigh, he asked you the next question, “Suppose X and Y are independent random variables. The variance of X is equal to 16; and the variance of Y is equal to 9. Let Z = X – Y. What is the standard deviation of Z?”

It’s becoming harder to concentrate. All you can focus on is the placement of his hand on your thigh and when you don’t answer right away, he begins to move it up and down your leg.

“Come on, I know you can do this one,” he said softly.

You couldn’t believe that your tutoring session was now taking a sharp turn – a turn that you had to admit you were now craving – but Bambam was still expecting you to be focused enough to answer questions. You weren’t able to typically do it even when you didn’t have his hand on you.

It’s almost as though you’re on autopilot as you put your pencil to paper and work out the problem. The only thing on your mind is the curiosity of what his next move will be if you answer him correctly.

“5?”

He gives you your answer by drifting his hand up your thigh until it sits at the top of your thigh, dangerously close to your core. You wonder if he can tell how damp you’ve become, even with the sweatpants you’re wearing. It was probably evident just by looking at your face.

“A coin is tossed three times. What’s the probability that it lands on heads exactly one time?”

This was becoming frustrating. How the fuck were you getting turned on by him asking you stats questions? You felt like your brain was about to explode with how completely mixed up it felt. The cause of your stress for the entire quarter was now the cause of you being turned on? Your mind was currently rewiring itself.

For this question, it takes you some time to focus enough to work it out and calculate. Bambam who is usually patient with you when you struggle, has instead been replaced with a much more impatient version of himself as he slips his hand up to the waistband of your sweatpants, delicately playing with the top to tease you, you suddenly wished you would have worn better underwear for what’s about to happen. If you could answer the question that is.

Just as you feel as though you’ve come to the end of the problem, you feel him dip a single finger underneath the top of the band, rubbing it softly against your stomach. It causes your hand to slip up on the paper, drawing a line right through your problem.

“What’s wrong?” He asked innocently, completely aware of what he was doing to you, “do you need help?”

You shook your head in response, unable to say anything. It was becoming more and more difficult to even get your hand to move fluidly on the paper. It was instead starting to get more jagged. Your fives were beginning to look more like threes. When you’ve finally solved the problem, you find yourself pointing at the paper for Bambam to look at your answer. He laughed.

“Correct again. You’re doing so well,” he murmured as he finally dips his hand beneath the band of your sweatpants and down to your panties. You sucked a deep breath in, waiting in anticipation for his next actions, feeling him so much closer to where you need him the most, but instead, his hand just rests there, over the material.

Letting a very out of character whine escape your lips causes him to chuckle. “Do you think you can have your reward that fast? No, no,” he tutted, “you have to finish answering all the questions like a good girl.”

You try so hard to remember the next question he asks, but he soon begins gently rubbing you through your panties and it makes you want to kill him for playing so dirty. How were you able to solve any problems when it felt like an actual ocean was forming in your underwear? You knew Bambam could feel it too with the way his gaze on you got even darker, one of his fingers wandering to the side of your panties, playing with the hem but not daring to slip underneath.

What the fuck was the question?

“Having trouble angel?”

He doesn’t give you time to answer – even if he did you weren’t sure you’d be able to provide him with one – instead, he slips his hand underneath your panties until his fingers find your entrance, slowly stroking up and down. You let out a moan when he’s left his index finger on your clit, rubbing small circles around the bundle of nerves.

“It can’t be that hard to remember a simple question. Is something distracting you?”

Another sigh of pleasure is released from you when he presses down a bit to place more pressure on your clit, “I’ll ask you one more time. You have to remember this time or you lose your reward, okay? Are you listening?”

Nodding your head, he smiled, “The standard normal curve is symmetric about 0 and the total area under it is 1. True or False?”

Bambam himself was losing his patience, he so badly wanted to bring you to your release and see how tight you get around his fingers, how much you ask him for it. He had to admit that wasn’t the original question he had asked you, but at this rate, he just wanted to ask you the easier questions so both of you could get what you wanted.

“T-True?” You managed to stutter out.

“Doing so well for me,” he whispered into your ear at your response. The teasing had been so achingly painful that when he finally fully inserts his pointer finger you feel like a kid on Christmas. You feel as though you can finally let out the breath you had been holding in since he started the taunting.

The pace he starts with is clearly another method to get you worked up – which you certainly are – but you also felt thankful that at least it was something compared to the nothing you were getting from him previously. When he curls his finger, hitting you in the spot that drives you crazy, you felt your body instinctively jerk forward in surprise. He had found it so fast and with such ease, you wondered if the two of you had down this before in another life.

“Bam, I-” you begin, but as his thumb draws circles over your clit, you ultimately lose your train of thought and fall even closer into him, until your head is resting on his shoulder.

“There’s one more question left… Do you think you can handle it?”

The whimper you let out sounds borderline inhumane and in any other situation you would be frustrated with yourself for giving in so quickly, but right now you didn’t care. All you needed was him to keep going – to really give you your reward. The noise is enough for him to dive into the last question and you feel like you’re gonna pass out at the way he begins to rhythmically tap your clit, his finger now going stagnant.

His eyes drift down to the textbook on the table, gazing through which questions on the page are still viable to be asked. After a moment he locks eyes with you, the tapping still consistent.

For a moment he looks shy and despite his previous teasing, you feel your heart leap out of your chest in deep want and longing. It’s a weird feeling you have to admit, but somehow it feels just right.

“What’s the probability of you going out on a date with me after this?” Bambam blushed when he asked you his query and for some reason, he feels so small being in front of you – asking this – despite his current position with his hand in between your legs.

You, on the other hand, have no trouble answering this final question. The question that’ll get you your reward and perhaps something else entirely.

“Without a doubt, 100% chance.”

The smile that emerged on his face is so big, you take a picture of it in your mind, wanting to keep it safe and bottle it up to view later, a hundred times over.

He slipped in another finger, watching your face as it contorts into even more pleasure, “there we go.”

You felt a groan arise in your throat as soon as he began to pick up the original pace of his sole finger. With both of them curling and pumping in and out of you, you felt even more overwhelmed than before. Bambam smirked, taking in your tightly shut eyes, “Good?” Opening your eyes, you felt your climax right around the corner, only able to moan his name in response to his question. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he murmured, leaning in to place his lips on your own.

Somehow, the pace of his fingers only increased, practically fucking into you over and over, hitting your g-spot each time. Even though you were sat on the floor, already mostly leaning onto Bambam for support, you still felt as though you could melt into the floor. With a final few pumps that hit your sweet spot and his thumb still massaging your clit, you feel your walls tighten around his fingers. “That’s it, good girl,” he said against your lips.

Soon you fall apart, feeling as though there’s no breath left in your body, your body falling practically limp at your release around Bambam’s fingers. He takes a moment to slip his hand out from between your legs and you don’t ignore the feeling you get in your core again when he slowly places his fingers in his mouth.

You groaned, feeling like you were practically in a sedative state at how relaxed your release made you feel, “do you have to do that?”

Bambam narrowed his eyebrows in confusion, “what do you mean?”

“Be so damn seductive.”

The two of you look at each other before bursting into laughter at your very serious confession. After a moment when it’s silent you look down at your lap to realize that somewhere during your encounter with Bambam, your sweatpants managed to slip down to the bottom of your thighs.

“I should probably go get cleaned up…”

Bambam coughed awkwardly and turned to his things on the coffee table, “yeah… I guess I should probably just get my stuff together too and get out of your hair.”

Get out of your hair? Who the fuck says that Bam? He asked himself.

You looked at him with confusion, “I thought you were taking me out? Remember? 100% chance? I mean… unless you didn’t mean it…”

His eyes went big, “No!” he exclaimed, “I definitely meant it! I just didn’t know if maybe you said it in the moment and- Or I don’t maybe you did mean it- but also if you didn’t that’s cool. Just so you know I would have still given you your- uh reward if you had said no- Sorry I’m rambling. I ramble when I get nervous.”

When he stops talking, he instantly avoids your gaze. This was the Bambam you wanted to see. This display of authenticity made you feel as though the curtain had finally been drawn.

“I said it because it was true. The likeliness was 100%. Give me like 15 minutes and I’ll be ready to go,” just as you’re about to head to the stairs, you stop yourself and remember why the two of you were even here in the first place, “shit stats…”

Instantly, Bambam shakes his head, “if you think we’re going to go back to probability, standard deviation, and bullshit right now after what just happened you are very mistaken. We’ve done enough… work for today.”

Smiling, you nodded your head in confirmation and begin to go up the stairs to your room. Considering something, you find yourself stopping on the third stop, turning towards the living room where Bambam looks up at you with his head cocked to the side.

“You picked easier questions towards the end on purpose, didn’t you?”

He let out a laugh and grinned – another smile that you decided to file away in your memories, something that you figured might soon become a regular part of your life.

“Let’s just say that I wanted to give you your reward as much as you wanted to have it.”

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taeguboi · 4 years

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BTS as... Rockers

Ngl, I panicked a little when I checked on the masterlist because an older post about BTS as rock band members was labelled as this title and I’d already written this one for like 3 members already. There’s various genres I mention, some of which are also metal and pop but I thought a simple general title would be best here.

Anyways, my second post coming back recently. Hope you enjoy.

Mainly a classics man

Loves to analyse lyrics

and loves writing his own lyrics based on his current favourites

It’s like a form of literature to him

Loves to chill out to prog and psychedelic rock

Accidentally had the same music tastes as that weird geography teacher in school

Probably has a pet named after a member of a power / symphonic metal band

sorry I’m a bit of a Nightwish nerd and now I can just imagine him calling for his dog “Floor!” and everyone getting confused because they think he’s just shouting at the ground

this is the kind of genre he likes the most other than classic rock; that’s where the most literature references are. It’s poetry about poetry

Has a journal of art and lyrics quotes for when he’s super into a song

Could be mistaken for a geek in school

because to a juvenile ear, his taste in music might be challenging to listen to

like no one else had the patience aged 12 to listen to a 9 minute song or an instrumental track

and then even at 15/16, how many people your age would listen to Dark Side Of The Moon?

Guess he would say music is all about sitting back and listening and taking it in

Would love to be a songwriter for the right kind of singer

unfortunately though, he’s a bit of a loner

likes his own company too much

it’s probably the solitude that motivates him to write

too many more friends than he already has would be too much of a distraction

It’s not a sad situation though

music is what Namjoon loves the most

and “nothing else matters”

Oh yes, let’s have a bit of Metallica in there too

It’s not until he finishes school that he becomes more in touch with what people in the current world of rock and metal like

discovered “Rollin’” by Limp Bizkit like WAY too many years after it came out

“Have you heard this ace song man?”

“yep... in 2004 dude”

“oh”

But he’s no ashamed or anything, no

He’s proud to be a fan of the bands he likes

even if they aren’t to everyone’s tastes

“Well, sorry if this isn’t some 3 minute long four chord song repeating the same 5 words”

If they don’t appreciate it, their loss

Jin

The old ones are the best ones

Think 50s rock n’ roll; Little Richard, Elvis, and so on

mixed with guilty pleasures of songs about ‘my baby girl’

Loves themed music nights

Whilst of course his favourites are the 50s themed ones

he also loves showing up to 60s nights to flaunt the flower power

or 80s nights in a fun wig as some member of a hair metal band

all the styles are very fun

but on a daily basis, he’s basically dresses like a teddy boy

tight trousers with white socks peaking out

jacket - sometimes a suit jacket, sometimes denim

as you can imagine, when a lot of this stuff comes back in fashion...

“Well, I did it first...”

you know, in this era he means he did it first

Loves a good finger clicker song

Once considered doing a tribute act around pubs and clubs

but he couldn’t decide who he wanted to be

Probably should take a role in some live production of Grease

he’s seen it enough times

and he can sing

He reckons he could never do theatre for long though

his fantasies are with playing instruments to perform

talented keyboard player

starting to get the hang of guitar too

but he does get carried away whilst trying to learn guitar

because he wants to add on all the cool moves NOW

He’s got some bangers he created on the keyboard though

he didn’t really intend to create original songs

it just happened one day after a break up

and he listened to Heartbreak Hotel

too many times

he just sat at his keyboard

and made something that really felt special

and then the day after that, he made a more upbeat song

and the week after that, he has 4 full songs in total

Open mic nights become something he enjoys

a bit of a local celebrity

“Would you play my grandma’s 80th party? Pleeeease?”

and aww bless him, he plays all the throwback songs at care homes

all free of charge

slips in some of his original music too

“Ooh, I’m afraid I don’t remember that one dear, must be my brain”

“Oh, no no no” explains Jin “I made it myself”

Old dears just love him basically

but so do the girls his age

Whilst some think the whole 50s get up is a bit lame

some go wild for it

because he dons all his outfits so well

and his songs feel so true to the era they were inspired by

you gain a love for the 50s just from watching Jin

Talented boy, keeping the 50s alive

Suga

A lot say Yoongi has an acquired taste

an electronic element to rock or metal always makes it more interesting to him

loves industrial music - NIN for days

Linkin Park made most of his jams

cried for half a day at the news of Chester no longer being with us

Likes a bit of new wave, synthpop, all that

emo songs just help you through the bad times okay

Can equally enjoy a dub festival as much as a rock concert

some people think his taste is actually naff

but then they realise he also listens to the likes Foo Fighters or Sum 41

Plays like the same 30 songs on repeat

but his collection has so much more

He has some rock and blues for the road trip

he’s got your 70s singalongs for the party

Was briefly a DJ at a rock bar

got fired for not playing enough popular songs in his set

“wtf I thought this was a bar where people could appreciate this” huffs Yoongi

“yes but people want to sing to ‘down with the sickness’ or something, not ‘down in the park’!”

“stuff you then, I’ll take Gary somewhere else with me”

guilty pleasure: Kate Bush

A somewhat gothic sense of style

but not overwhelmingly gothic

He likes bandannas and black clothes

not always in black clothes though

sometimes the merch he wants just isn’t available in black

but no worries

as long as he can happily flaunt the music that makes him who he is

J-Hope

Can listen to any rock genre

give him something and he probably already loves it

So yeah, the band members are pretty cool and all that

but what Hoseok has more interest in the backstage roles

he’d love to manage a rock band

be a tour manager

guitar tech

Much knowledge is stored in that brain of his

and he wants to put it to good use

He starts out as a promoter and organiser for the rock bar in town

which he eventually lives above

His events are ace

he can pick out fresh talent that everyone on that scene can enjoy

His showcase nights are the place to be

everyone can agree, he’s got amazing taste

no one can disagree with him

He’s a one man show and still managed to pull it off

he’s the promoter, the sound guy, the tech on all the instruments

way more professional than most other local music events

He takes pride in his work

did I mention he’s so good, it becomes a full time job?

As time goes by, he listens to less and less older music

but that’s okay

he’s happy with the time it takes to listen to all the up and coming bands

in the moment is where you should live

and he can still appreciate a band’s influences should they initiate conversation

“man, this dude really knows his stuff”

“will you manage our next tour?”

“can you do sound at our next gig? our guy’s rubbish”

and that one is like right in front of their current sound guy

The future is bright for Hoseok

his love for rock music could really earn him a solid living

Jimin

Some say he’s a bit of a poser in his leather jacket

but he really does love his rock music

Sometimes a bit behind on modern rock bands or releases

Low key wishes he was born in the 50s / 60s

just so he could live in his favourite eras

his heart really lies with the classics

60s, 70s, 80s.

90s at a push

not the later 90s where grunge bands did pop

actually any movie made in that time makes him cringe

like he’s all up for good clean fun

but christ it’s like they were trying to go back to the 50s or something

not everything is ‘swell’ you know

Don’t get him wrong though

he does also like some 50s music

He may or may not have spent that one time acting like Elvis in the mirror

it really hyped him up before a night out though

it may or may not have become a thing before going out in the evenings to boost his confidence

His all time favourite bands have to be The Rolling Stones and AC/DC

and no, he couldn’t pick between the two, ever

Doesn’t really have a desire to be in a band

but sort of accidentally picks up the bass to help out a mate in a band

and sort of accidentally becomes a permanent member

It’s just a cover band

but it’s so much fun

Sometimes, you can have a really bad day

and then listening to 23 people singing “I Love Rock n Roll”

kind of lifts your mood

“Play Wonderwall!”

gets a bit annoying to him

kind of wants to hit that one guy around the head with his bass

but he holds back

Because being aggressive wouldn’t be very rock of him

and whilst he does like punk music

he’s definitely not a punk

Screw all that political rubbish

music should be to enjoy yourself with

stop worrying about the world for one minute and

let’s sing about whiskey and cigarettes and just living life

“What do you MEAN you don’t know any Def Leppard songs?”

“For crying out loud!”

He tries to understand that not everyone will listen what the music he likes

“but... like seriously, how can you not though?”

Probably likes all the underrated bands

Loves vinyl

definitely collects vinyls

Likes to shop at vintage stores to fulfil his obscure taste

People are like “you paid £60 just for that?”

but to Tae, it’s worth every penny

He likes the classics too

he can sing along in a rock bar to all the well known tunes

old or modern

and there may be loads in his vinyl collection barely anyone recognises

but there’s some more familiar faces too

there’s The Beatles, Guns n’ Roses, Foo Fighters, anything like that

it’s just only like 20% of his huge collection

Whilst his style is inspired by those he idolises...

he can never copy them

that would be an insult to them and his originality

Plays guitar and writes songs

never anything soppy though

actually fairly hesitant to pick up an acoustic guitar

always plays electric

and the songs he makes are about having a good time, life experiences

but not about love

He can listen to a couple of cheesy tracks

he just won’t make any

“Who the heck is John Otway, Tae?”

“Oh, you know, Wild Willy Barrat”

“Willy who?”

“Cor baby, that’s really free!”

“....”

“Headbutts! da da da da da... Headbuttttsssss”

I feel like rocker V loves anything that feels slightly random

probably make his own secret songs that sound silly to others

Probably has a band that never gigs

it’s him singing and playing guitar

and a bassist and drummer that aren’t really sure why they’re here

but they kind of like the unique stuff he does

and the band is almost purposely bad

“It’s the imperfections that really give a song character”

Jungkook

Modern rock and metal

low key emo

Tears Don’t Fall by BFMV on repeat aged 14, his first break up

Lives for festivals

like when he goes to work, that is what he is earning money for

well, that and bills and food

has a jar for each festival he wants to go to this year

Also loves a bit of melodic punk

like when that one Australian band are finally coming to his country

he HAS to go

help me I’m really sad because this is me and The Decline were supposed to be coming to the UK and then this pandemic happened and now I might never see them criii

Has a playlist for every aspect of life

every feeling, every colour, every occasion

songs that remind him of a time, ones where he can visualise a colour...

many people don’t get it

“how many playlists?”

“how can a song be a colour?”

it just is

like come on, listen to this Red Jumpsuit Apparatus song

and tell him this doesn’t remind you of gold

Could be a journalist

knows everything and anything about his favourite bands

AVENGED SEVENFOLD

because it’s the perfect mixture of everything he loves about music

vests because M.Shadows

So badly wants to be in a band

tries every instrument you could find in a typical rock band

loves the drums

gets stuck on guitar though in his first band

well, he was just desperate to go gigging

he left after a year and a bit though

got boring

forms his own band instead around him being on the drums

Lives for this band

it’s like a rock band but with political lyrics

and they can perform at most events

they just fit any bill

gigs are booked almost every weekend

road trip with the lads

they travel like 50 miles just to be paid in beer only

Dreams of big time collaborations

that will probably never happen and he knows that

but it’s nice to dream, right?

puts on his own gigs a few years down the line

of course his own band are always on the bill

everyone thinks his gigs are a hoot

He even manages to book some lesser known punk bands

but they are a massive deal to him

“God, I love live music!”

“Do you always wear a black shirt guk?”

“Hey, I’m a drummer! It’s hard work; a lot of sweat involved... I’m sure no one wants to see my wet pits whilst trying to enjoy the show”

and then that person wishes they never asked...

but he’s right

he knows that a good band is all about the hard graft and work

and he is always so thankful for the great rock bands that influence him

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sweetlysilent · 6 years

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Drunk!Peter.. (Headcanon)

Was Requested by @thebrilliantbean

OHMIGOSH Sweetly hun, you gotta do a Drunk!Peter story (doesn’t matter if it’s a one-shot or not) with possibly the other avengers!!! (I know you’re not taking requests, but I just thought that this would be fun to write after you finished Undercover Pt. 2.)

Side Note: ohmygosh I am sososo sorry that this has taken me so long to write, I really hope that this does justice to how long this has taken me to upload. Also, Thor is currently blasting up the sky atm and I can’t sleep bc my room is lighting up like crazy and the thunder is hella loud lol. we love thor.:)))))

P.S. I apologize in advance, this might suck bc I haven’t written a headcanon in so long, but hopefully you’ll enjoy it!!

- oKAY lets be real when peter got invited to one of Mr. Starks parties he was shook

- “Mr. Stark are you serious??? I can come???” Peter would question once more, unsure if he heard Tony correctly.

- “Yeah, of course kid!” Tony would grin, patting Peter’s shoulder before heading off with Happy to do who knows what.

- but we all know he really went off to go plan the party that was happening in less than 24 hours lmao

- peter would stand there with the dumbest smile on his face as if he had just won the lottery

- to him this basically was the lottery tho??

- he’d instantly rush home, texting you about how he got invited to the biggest party of the year, and that he wanted you to tag along with him

- i mean you weren’t going to say no lmao lets be real

- the biggest party of the year

- AND to be going with PETER

- we love young love, yes we do

- peter would be getting ready, dancing away in excitement in front of his mirror

- what a NERD

- eventually May had to come in and help him find an outfit bc lets be real, she slays with fashion amirite???

- also how does this boy not know how to put on cologne properly??

- vv concerned about that ngl, poor child literally sprayed it in his face

- once he was finally ready, Aunt May drove him to your apartment, picking you up also before heading off to Tony’s house

- you and peter were both excited, mainly bc yall had never really been to a real party before besides Liz’s

- “Alright guys, we’re here! Have fun you two! But not too much fun!” May shouted out the car window as you both laughed, waving goodbye as she drove off.

- you both excitedly walked into the house, people everywhere, laughing, having a good time, music blaring throughout the whole house

- peter hesitantly grabbed your hand, causing both his and yours faces to turn a shade of pink

- CUTIES

- you’d both walk over to the snacks/drinks area, getting a plate and a few different foods to eat

- peter on the other hand is searching around the house for Tony, before he finally sees him talking with Steve

- he tells you that he’ll be right back, before rushing over to Tony, who lights up a bit when he sees Peter

- “Kid! You made it! Wasn’t sure Aunt May was going to let you out past your bed time.” Tony teased, causing Peter to roll his eyes in response, letting out a sarcastic laugh as Steve chuckled

- “Nice to see you again Parker.” Steve grinned, placing his hand out for Peter to shake, which he did without hesitation, a smile on his face

- the last time Peter saw Steve they weren’t on the best terms, basically all the avengers were fighting each other

- but everything is better now bc the squad can’t be broken up forever

- AVENGERS FOREVER

- peter would then go back over to you, where you were currently stuffing your face with food bc it was aMAZING

- “You look like a chipmunk Y/N.” Peter would tease you, causing you to cover your face, a laugh escaping your lips, making Peter smile

- he loved making you laugh

- it was one of his favorite things

- but he was too shy to admit that to you tho smh

- as Peter glanced around at the people in the room, he spotted Thor and a few other avengers

- deciding he should mingle a bit, and with you giving him the nod to do so, he went off

- note to self, he should of stayed with you

- who knew Thor would challenge him to a drinking contest

- those damn Asgardians

- peter got drunk hella quick

- “I am Thor!!!!” Peter would shout, swinging around a hammer like utensil, making a few people chuckle, and Thor to roll his eyes in amusement.

- the second you saw Peter and how wasted he was you knew you needed to get him

- “Peter, hey bud, how about you sit down for a bit, drinks some water yeah?” You smiled, as Peter stumbled over to an empty couch.

- “Y/N, I have to tell you a secret, nobody but Ned and Y/N know this, but..”

- …

- “What Peter?” You’d laugh, seeing him zone out for a split second, then blinking a few times, coming back into reality.

- “I’m Spider-Man!”

- you’d let out a snort, watching as Peter would place a finger up to his lips making a ‘shhhh’ sound

- peter was one of those kind of drunks

- where they acted super stupid, but also super lovey and affectionate

- you however found it hysterical

- “Y/N did I ever tell you how much I like you?”

- “Peter I think you should stop before you say too much, you’re so drunk right now.”

- “But Y/NNNNNN!!!” Peter would whine, making you smile.

- “Peterrrrrrr.” You’d reply back, watching a smile form on his lips, his eyes lazily gazing up at yours.

- he’d reach for your hand, which you’d let him have, watching as he’d play with your fingers

- “Today I became Thor, but I wasn’t able to make lightning appear, how lame.” Peter complained, making you laugh as he continued to rant.

- “I wonder what it’s like to be Captain America, like you’re a captain… OF ALL OF AMERICA!” Peter would exclaim, his eyes wide as you bit your lip to hold back from laughing.

- being with drunk Peter and the avengers lead to the most amazing conversations

- “If I was Iron Man I’d fly around the whole world, and be like 'sup everyone I’m Iron Man, no sir, I’m not made of Iron, but if I was that’d be AWESOME.” Peter grinned, as he let out a chuckle, as you continued to laugh at his behavior.

- you both spent the next few hours in the same spot, trying to give Peter a chance to sober up before his Aunt came back

- peter spent the entire time talking about the avengers and how cool it’d be to be them and have their powers

- he’d then remember he had powers too

- he’d try to fling a web, but he’d miss and end up face planting on the ground

- needless to say, he was still vv drunk

- again, thank you Thor -.-

- you were only slightly buzzed which you were grateful for bc you had to take care of Peter and he was a handful

- a few more hours would pass and the party would be over, Peter still being hella drunk

- you couldn’t wait to see Aunt Mays reaction

- as you both were leaving the house, saying goodbye to Tony on the way out, who was chuckling at how trashed Peter was

- “Can you keep a secret?”

- “Of course Peter.”

- “I like Y/N.”

- you’d stop walking, your head turning to face him as he’d blink a few times, still believing they were moving when they actually weren’t

- everything was S P I N N I N G for him

- “Well you want to know a secret too?”

- “Y/N likes you too.”

- peter’s eyes would widen, a smile forming on his lips at the new information

- you’d let out a chuckle, seeing May’s headlights approaching, dragging Peter down the driveway

- May would give you a look before taking one glance at Peter, a laugh escaping her mouth as he got into the back seat

- “We’re so having a conversation about this tomorrow morning mister.” May would shake her head, as you sat next to him.

- Aunt May is the best tho amirite??

- she’d drop you back off at your apartment, before heading back to their own

- she’d help Peter into bed, giving him some water and asprin before shutting the light off to his room

- you on the other hand grabbed your phone, sending a quick text to him

- “Pretty sure you won’t remember this, but this text is to remind you that you confessed your feelings to me, and before you panic, I feel the same way about you dork. Hope you sleep well xx”

- you’d bit your lip, a smile on your face as you’d send the message

- needless to say Peter wasn’t expecting that message when he woke up the next morning

- and as much as he wanted to be upset about confessing his feelings towards you, he couldn’t be, because you liked him back, and that’s all that mattered

- who knew it would take him getting drunk enough to pretend to be other avengers and to confess his feelings to you

- “So, Peter, you want to tell me what happened last night?”

- “Where do I begin?” He’d groan, flopping backwards onto his bed, he barely remembered last night.

- curse that Asgardian Thor

Peter + Drunk = Him Confessing His Feelings to You & Pretending to Be Every Avenger lol

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pwesident · 7 years

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dO ALL OF THEM

u make me suffer (I’m kidding thank u I love doing these)

SEND ME NUMBERS

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

@omgitsthatgingergirl !!!

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

yes

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

@omgitsthatgingergirl !!!!!

4. Are you easy to get along with?

i wanna say yes??

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

i don’t drink but i hope so?? yeah

6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

this has always been a weird question for me like.. simply put & getting rid of details it could be anyone we just have to click you get me? but i want us to be similar enough so we have things to enjoy together and talk abt but not so different for it to be boring, which is why I’m beyond happy rn!!!

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

hell the fuck yeah

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

@omgitsthatgingergirl

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

nope not at all lmao

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my friend Melanie!! or my friend Jake. One Of The Two

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“Here we goooo”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

OH GOD

Dragula by Rob Zombie

Redbone by Childish Gambino

Everyday Robots by David Albarn

Lonely Press Play by David Albarn

From The Sun by Unknown Mortal Orchestra

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

g o d y e s

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

YEA

15. What good thing happened this summer?

nothing this past summer sucked for the most part it was just one big Depression Session

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

im dating her so yes

17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

would be lame if there wasnt

18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

yea!! she’s one of my best friends now

19. Do you like bubble baths?

i don’t take baths i love me a good shower tho

20. Do you like your neighbors?

half of them

21. What are your bad habits?

i procrastinate like a motherfucker & i sleep in too much & i never go out unless i either really really want to or am forced to & i forget to eat

22. Where would you like to travel?

anywhere the water is clear

23. Do you have trust issues?

YEAH THE WORST LMFAO

24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

sleeping

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

yes

26. What do you do when you wake up?

keep my eyes closed and hope i fall back asleep or i take a drink of whatever drink I have on my nightstand

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

im like a ghost so i wouldn’t mind a tan or smth but otherwise I’m happy

28. Who are you most comfortable around?

friend & family & my amazing gf

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

30. Do you ever want to get married?

yes but in this economy it isn’t presently feasible (the second half is a joke yes i do one day want to)

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

not right now!

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

none gross

33. Spell your name with your chin.

hicj (nick)

34. Do you play sports? What sports?

None but i like hockey!

35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

tv goodbye

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

mmmmyes

37. What do you say during awkward silences?

nothing or “"someone please talk” if it’s bad enough

38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

@omgitsthatgingergirl

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

i can’t shop im an impulse buyer

40. What do you want to do after high school?

be a psychologist!! i wanna help people a lot

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

depends on what you did.

42. If you’re being extremely quiet what does it mean?

probably either pissed right the fuck off or im zoned waaaaay out

43. Do you smile at strangers?

yeah!! spread that positivity

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

space

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

liquids, a need to use the bathroom, food, i have things to do, and i wanna text @omgitsthatgingergirl

46. What are you paranoid about?

all of my relationships and friendships are fake it’s all one big elaborate prank

47. Have you ever been high?

ish?? some concerts I go to have weed in high volume n the smell kinda gets to me and i get sleepy as fuck

48. Have you ever been drunk?

nope!!!!!! miss me with that fuck shit

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

no wtf

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

black

51. Ever wished you were someone else?

…yeah… BUT NOT RECENTLY LEGGOO

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

yes

53. Favourite makeup brand?

i don’t use it but i prob could/should

54. Favourite store?

…five below

55. Favourite blog?

SO MANY

56. Favourite colour?

SO MANY!!!

57. Favourite food?

SO MSANY OH GOD

58. Last thing you ate?

Chinese food

59. First thing you ate this morning?

…Gatorade

60. Ever won a competition? For what?

no im lame as fuck

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

nope im a Good Child

62. Been arrested? For what?

IM A GOOD CHILD

63. Ever been in love?

yeah i am right now what’s up ask me anything

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

junior homecoming.

65. Are you hungry right now?

…i just ate but I could eat more

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

yeAH

67. Facebook or Twitter?

twitter tbh

68. Twitter or Tumblr?

Tumblr?? i guess

69. Are you watching tv right now?

70. Names of your bestfriends?

Angela ( @omgitsthatgingergirl follow my gf she’s amazing), SHOUT OUT TO LETITTY ( @tattami ), Melanie, Dennis, Abigail, Tiphanny ( @t-kristen go follow them!!), Nick, Victor/Vogner, Megan ( @lapisslazupee a quality meme), and a whole lot of others!!!

71. Craving something? What?

yes my gf to be near me so i can hug her and we can chill and sleep

72. What colour are your towels?

they change colors a lot there’s white and purple and blue and more

72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

…four or five-

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

one rn his name is O’Shaugnessey

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

S o m a n y

75. Favourite animal?

so many but wolves have a special place in my heart

76. What colour is your underwear?

currently it’s grey

77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

yes

78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

probably phish food

79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

dark blue!

80. What colour pants?

they’re plaid i think?? w red and black they’re sleep pants and im comfortable as FUCK

81. Favourite tv show?

SCRUBS

82. Favourite movie?

… Moana? rn yeah

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

first one

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

either

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

yes

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

im nemo

87. First person you talked to today?

my friend jake

88. Last person you talked to today?

couldn’t say still tkkkng to people

89. Name a person you hate?

a lot…

90. Name a person you love?

ANGELA!!!!!

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

YEA LMAO

92. In a fight with someone?

ish?? they’re just being… rude rn

93. How many sweatpants do you have?

i dunno like maybe two

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

at least 5

95. Last movie you watched?

Jurassic World

96. Favourite actress?

so many

97. Favourite actor?

EZRA MILLER !!!! LOVE THAT BOY

98. Do you tan a lot?

sometimes?

99. Have any pets?

three fat cats!

100. How are you feeling?

bueno

101. Do you type fast?

fairly fast compared to my friends

102. Do you regret anything from your past?

the entirety

103. Can you spell well?

as a writer (a shitty one), yes

104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

a few

105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

yeah? kinda

106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

dunno tbqh

107. Have you ever been on a horse?

no!

108. What should you be doing?

sleeping, probably

109. Is something irritating you right now?

yeah lmfao

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

YEAH

111. Do you have trust issues?

you asked this (yes big ones)

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

Angela

113. What was your childhood nickname?

nicky… if you call me that you’re dead to be tbqh like you’ve gotta be Real Close to call me that

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

mhm!

115. Do you play the Wii?

not for years but catch me at the resort

116. Are you listening to music right now?

not rn but i usually am

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

mhm!

118. Do you like Chinese food?

yeah but not much

119. Favourite book?

The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern (fucking read it it’s amazing)

120. Are you afraid of the dark?

yeah sometimes!

121. Are you mean?

i motherfuckin can be

122. Is cheating ever okay?

HELL THE FUCK NO WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THIS

123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

who buys white shoes these days i don't

124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

yeah!

125. Do you believe in true love?

mhm

126. Are you currently bored?

a bit?

127. What makes you happy?

a lot of stuff

128. Would you change your name?

I’ve always liked the name Alex ngl but i probs change my last name i don’t want to be linked to my father more than I have to be

129. What your zodiac sign?

Cancer!

130. Do you like subway?

never been (not big on sandwiches)

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

knowing me, prob like them back

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

you asked this it’s my friend Melanie

133. Favourite lyrics right now?

check my blog title tbqh i change it to what I like most at the time

134. Can you count to one million?

never tried but I probably could?

135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

i don’t know but i know it was the dumbest shit

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed

137. How tall are you?

6′1″

138. Curly or Straight hair?

yes

139. Brunette or Blonde?

yes

140. Summer or Winter?

a cool summer or winter so the answer is yes

141. Night or Day?

NIGHT

142. Favourite month?

i love december honestly

143. Are you a vegetarian?

nope

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

yes?

145. Tea or Coffee?

hot chocolate

146. Was today a good day?

yeah!!!!!

147. Mars or Snickers?

neither thanks

148. What’s your favourite quote?

there’s a lot

149. Do you believe in ghosts?

yes

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“Trembling, I pulled myself from the shaft and tried to dust off.” - Virals, by Kathy Reichs. Great series, which I do recommend!

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