#sorry for the slander jin

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look at him! he's just a dumb nature boy who loves foxes

[daily-suyao]

[mrworldwideshoulders]

i choose you || reader x knj

When your best friend abandons you at a wedding with a bunch of strangers and the guy she’s trying to set you up with is just not that into you, you decide to have some fun instead of sulking in the corner, which earns you the attention - and the affection - of a stranger named Kim Namjoon.

✓ Pairing: reader x Namjoon (very briefly feat. Jin) ✓ WC: 4.5k ✓ Rating: rated T / PG-13 ✓ Genre: mostly fluff, smidgen of angst, strangers to lovers-ish, love at first sight-ish ✓ Warnings: alcohol consumption, foul language, minho slander (he’s choi minho, he can handle it), seokjin is drunk, loud, and in love, bad descriptions of making out, dimple descriptions, reader is a hoe for namjoon’s forearms, namjoon is a big awkward cutie ✓ a/n: hehehe it's another wedding fic sorry lolololol. this is the prequel to where love finds us and the way you look tonight, if ya wanna check those out afterwards. i meant to have this out last month but oh well, here it is in july :) i like this one a lot because it's a lil bit goofy and i hope you enjoy it too! as always beta’d and bannered by teh amazing april (@onmypillow-onmytable)! thx! ly - robyn ✓ P.S. I do not own BTS or their likenesses, nor do I own the music of Bruno Mars (lol), they just inspire me.

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“Remind me again why I’m here?” you complain as your best friend, Ji-eun, pulls you by the arm into the reception hall. “When you asked me if I wanted to do something this weekend, crashing someone’s wedding reception was not what I had in mind.” 

“It’s not crashing if you’re invited,” shrugs Ji-eun. “I was invited. And then I invited you. Ergo, you were invited.”

“That is absolutely not how weddings work. Who invited you, anyway? I don’t recognize anyone here.” 

“The bride?” says Ji-eun, as if it should be obvious. “We’re co-workers, or something. She invited everyone from our department.” 

You roll your eyes and sigh. “I’m totally underdressed.” You eye all of the women around you dressed in semi-formal gowns and you elbow Ji-eun in the ribs. “Why didn’t you tell me there was a dress code?” The strapless cocktail dress you thought was such a good idea earlier suddenly seems like the worst decision you ever made, and you didn’t even bring a sweater to save face either, all because the only instruction Ji-eun could bother to give you when she texted this morning was “wear a dress” and “something with lots of cleavage.” Ji-eun, you’ve decided, is bound and determined to drag you into trouble at every opportunity. It’s a wonder you’re both still alive – and not cellmates in jail – with all of the questionable situations she’s been pulling you into since middle school.

“You look hot,” she says. “Don’t even worry about it. You’ll blend right in.”

“Did you just say ‘hot’ and ‘blend in’ in the same sentence?”

“Ugh, you’re so self-conscious. You are hot. I think it’s time you embraced that.” She pouts at the look on your face. “Come on, y/n,” she wheedles. “Minho will be here, and I’ve been wanting to introduce you guys for ages. He’s such a great guy. Did I mention he’s hot? And dying to meet you? Please let me play matchmaker. Then later when you’re happily married to the love of your life, you can say it was all thanks to your best friend in the entire world who loves you enough to set you up with her hot guy friends.”

“Yeah, well, the position of ‘best friend in the entire world’ might be opening up sometime soon if you keep setting me up with these duds.”

“You’re so mean!” she whines. “I told you the last one was just a misunderstanding.” 

“He ditched and left me with the check, Eun. It was not a misunderstanding. It was a calculated move.” The guy even had the audacity to call you later that night to see if you wanted to go out again, claiming “bathroom trouble” as the reason for sticking you with the check. As if you were dumb or desperate enough to fall for that – especially since he’d conveniently been hit by “bathroom trouble” once he was mostly done eating, not to mention your waitress had been kind enough to let you know that she’d seen him slipping out through a side door – apparently completely fine. 

“Stop complaining. Come on. Sparks are going to fly between you two, I just know it.” She resumes tugging on your arm and you reluctantly allow her to pull you along as she weaves through the crowd, finally stopping you in front of a man who must be the fabled Minho. “Oppa!” coos Ji-eun. “This is y/n. You remember, don’t you?” She shoots him a knowing look. 

“Ah, Ji-eun!” he greets her. “I remember. The one you were telling me about, right?” Minho glances at you. “Eun, she’s gorgeous. Where have you been keeping her?” He takes your hand and plants a kiss on it. “Choi Minho.”

“Y/n,” you reply, somewhat taken aback at his outward display of affection. “I’ve heard a lot about you, so it’s nice to finally meet you.” 

“Have fun, you two,” teases Ji-eun in a sing-song voice. “I’m off to snag myself a drink or a handsome groomsman, whichever one comes first.”

“She’s really something else, isn’t she?” you say, looking to break the awkward silence that falls once Ji-eun is gone. “So how do you two know each other? I don’t think she said.” 

“University,” says Minho. “We were in the same major. Same year, too, but she insists on calling me oppa.” He shakes his head and chuckles. Minho says it like it’s something that bothers him, but it clearly doesn’t, or else he would have corrected her before now. 

“Oh, I guess you were a business major, too.” You nod. “Explains why we never ran into each other. I barely saw her the whole time, and we were roommates.”

“We went to the same university?” Minho seems surprised. “I never would have guessed. What major were you in?” Something about the incredulous look on his face rubs you the wrong way. 

“Uh, yeah. We did.” You narrow your eyes. “I was a graphic design major.”

“Graphic design. Wow.” Minho inhales sharply through his teeth. “How’s that going for you? I hear it’s pretty competitive. You know, if you’re ever looking to change fields I’m sure I could find something for you at my company. A favor for a friend of a friend, yeah?

“Oh, um,” you say, “I…have a job. And I kind of like it, so I’m not really planning on moving any time soon.”

“Well, you let me know if you ever change your mind.” He winks and touches your bare arm. “Any friend of Eun’s is a friend of mine. And I’m sure we could take much better care of you than wherever you’re working now.” Minho’s eyes wander from your face down to your chest and then somewhere over your shoulder, where something – or someone – else seems to catch his eye. 

“Uh…thanks,” you say, unsure how else to respond, feeling a little uncomfortable. You wish you had a drink to settle your nerves and a sweater to cover your chest. Why did Ji-eun have to leave? you curse internally. She knows I’m not good at this. “So,” you say brightly, hoping to steer the conversation in another direction. “What does your company do?” 

“We’re in transportation, mostly,” he says, his eyes still somewhere behind you, “but we’ve got our fingers in a lot of pies.”

A few more minutes of conversation with him pass, and it’s already obvious that you and Minho don’t exactly have a lot in common – nor does it seem that you��re really his type, because he keeps glancing at a pretty bridesmaid in a lavender dress somewhere behind you. You’re beginning to wonder what exactly Ji-eun expected the two of you to talk about, because the two of you are polar opposites, and not in the endearing, meet cute, opposites attract sort of way, in the way that even if you did decide to date you’d probably end up butting heads over anything and everything. You steal a covert glance the next time Minho’s eyes wander away from your face and over your shoulder. The bridesmaid is chatting animatedly with what looks like another bridesmaid, cutting glances every so often in your direction – or Minho’s direction, more like. You sigh internally and try to hide your frown. Of course. Minho looks like he could be an idol or an actor; it only makes sense that he wouldn’t be interested in you. He probably only even agreed to meet you as a favor to Ji-eun. Well, if he’s not even going to pretend he’s interested – then why should you? “Minho?” you say sweetly. “I’m going to go get a drink.”

“Don’t miss me too much while you’re gone.” He grins. 

“I’ll, uh, do my best.” You find your way over to the bar and watch as Minho approaches the bridesmaid he was making eyes at, any thoughts of you surely already forgotten. You shake your head and sip your wine. He’s probably better suited for her than he is for you. You blow out a long breath and order a glass of white wine from the bartender. Why does it have to be like this? Every guy, every date, every time you even attempt to put yourself out there – it just never works. Sure, part of it is probably your fault for having unrealistic standards. And part of you doesn’t even really want a relationship, not after watching your parents tear each other to pieces every time they set foot in the same room together. It’s not like it’s always been your dream to fall in love and get married, either. The only thing you’ve ever wanted for yourself is to be happy. If that’s with a man in your life – then so be it. Everyone always says that you’ll know when the right one comes along, but you’re starting to think that has about as much likelihood of happening as you becoming president. 

You throw back half of your wine in one gulp. Ah, should I just leave? you wonder to yourself, scanning the room for Ji-eun. There’s no point in me staying if Minho isn’t interested and nobody else is either. What else am I here for other than that? You debate slipping out the front door, flagging down a taxi, and going home, but eventually decide against it, feeling a twinge of guilt at the idea of abandoning Ji-eun at this wedding by herself – even if she did technically do the same thing to you. Really starting to question who’s putting the most effort into this friendship, you gripe internally. 

You finish the rest of your wine and request another from the bartender. What am I doing? you think suddenly, the first glass of wine beginning to hit you as you start on the second. Am I really just standing here drowning my troubles at a wedding, of all places? This is so dumb. You scan the room. The dance floor is crowded, with people moving back and forth, dancing, reveling in the moment, the music pounding all around. Instead of lingering by the bar, feeling pitiful and alone…the realization dawns on you that you should be out there, having fun. Or, at the very least, keeping your mind occupied enough to forget the disappointment of yet another man having no interest in you. 

“Dance like no one’s watching, right?” you say to yourself, downing the rest of your second glass of wine and hopefully, washing away the nerves that normally plague you, the fear of being perceived when it comes to doing anything in social situations. As the wine hits you, you begin to feel pleasantly warm and tipsy, and you move toward the crowd, the lights bouncing off the lacquered wood floor. Before you can talk yourself out of it, you close your eyes and feel yourself start to move with the beat of the music. You don’t even know the happy couple, but you silently thank them for hiring such a good DJ. 

Minutes pass, though it feels much longer, with you tossing your hair, moving your hips and head back and forth to the beat of the music, forgetting about the fact that your best friend is a terrible matchmaker, and the fact that it feels like she’s genuinely trying to set you up for failure, making you question everything about yourself, forgetting about the fact that you couldn’t even hold a man’s attention for longer than ten minutes, even in a stupidly revealing cocktail dress that your friend made you wear under false pretenses. And in those moments, it’s just you, and the music, remembering that you are pretty, and one guy’s stupid opinion of you doesn’t matter. Love will come, or it won’t, and you’re determined to be happy with your life either way. 

The strappy heels you’re wearing prove to be your downfall, and you eventually decide to extricate yourself from the throng of wedding guests, limping back over to the bar. Your cheeks are flushed, and you’re exhausted, but there’s a sense of exhilaration pumping through you, feeling somewhat revitalized by making yourself do something you wouldn’t normally do on your own. You steady yourself against the bar, standing on one foot while you rest the other, and request another glass of wine from the bartender. 

“Looks like you were enjoying yourself out there.” A low voice materializes next to you. Your head swivels in the direction of the voice to find a man standing just feet away from you, holding a bottle of beer and watching you with interest. He’s much taller than you, but not intimidating, with an approachable air about him, and warm brown eyes that remind you of autumn. A dark blazer is slung over one shoulder, leaving him in a simple white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, the folded cuffs tugging at his muscular forearms. His friendly smile accentuates the dimple in his cheek. 

“Oh!” you say, cheeks flushing. You put your other foot back on the ground in surprise. “Yeah. I guess. I don’t normally do that kind of thing, but my friend dragged me here because she wanted me to meet this guy, but they both disappeared, and then I was just standing here all alone feeling sorry for myself.” You lift one shoulder in a shrug. ”I don’t even really know anyone here, but I figured I might as well make the best of it and have some fun.” 

“Looks like we’re in the same boat,” he says with a chuckle. ”I sort of got dragged here too.” 

“Well, from one wedding crasher to another, let me introduce myself.” You hold out a hand jokingly for him to shake. “I’m y/n.”

“Y/n,” he repeats, taking your hand. “Nice to meet you, y/n. I’m Namjoon.” 

"There, now we both know at least one other person." You smile, taking a sip from the glass of wine that the bartender has just set in front of you. 

“So this guy your friend wanted you to meet,” he says. “You didn’t like him?” 

"No?" You make a face. “I mean, he was all right, I guess, but I don't think we had very much in common. Besides, he was making googly eyes at some bridesmaid the whole time I was talking to him." A rueful sigh huffs through your lips. "I’ve got to stop listening to Ji-eun. She means well, but one thing she doesn’t have is a talent for matchmaking.” 

“Sorry to hear that," says Namjoon. "About the guy.” 

“It’s okay. At least we didn’t waste too much of each other's time.” You smile. “Anyway, why aren’t you out there? Isn’t everyone supposed to be dancing? It’s a party, after all.” 

“Oh, no.” He chuckles. His laugh feels affable and warm, just like his smile. “I’m a terrible dancer. It's better that I don’t. I’d probably end up breaking something, or someone. I’m just here for the atmosphere.” He sets his bottle down on the bar top. “Besides, I was having more fun watching you.” His brown eyes twinkle.

Your heart flutters in your chest and you find yourself trying to hold back a laugh. 

“Not buying it?” he says teasingly. You shake your head, still smiling. “Sorry. I’ve never been very good at this. Whatever this is.” 

“I’ll give you a point for trying.” 

“Ah, good. That means I didn’t fail completely, right?” 

“Right. Something like that.” You laugh. “So who dragged you here? Are your friends equally as annoying as mine?” 

"My friend, Seokjin, who's been bugging me to get out for weeks. He claims to know the groom or something. No, wait, it was the best man…or maybe it was the best man’s friend? I’m actually not sure.” He scans the crowded dance floor and points. “Him, right there, with the shoulders.” You follow his line of vision over to a tall, broad-shouldered man, flailing his arms and virtually towering over his dance partner, who, come to think of it, looks a lot like…Ji-eun? "He might actually be more dangerous on the dance floor than me.”

“Funny,” you say. “That's my best friend he's dancing with.” 

“Really?” Namjoon looks at you, then back at them. “Wow. I guess it’s only right that our annoying best friends found their way to each other.” 

“No offense to your friend, but I don’t think it’ll last very long. Ji-eun’s not known for committing long-term. She’s a walking contradiction. Convinced she’ll be the one to introduce me to my one and only, yet has no interest in finding one of her own.” 

“As luck would have it, neither is Jin. They’re a perfect match.” 

You raise your glass. “In that case, may the Seokjins and the Ji-euns of the world always find their way to each other.” 

He clinks his bottle with your cup. “Hear, hear.” 

Namjoon is easy to talk to, and he's especially interested in your job illustrating book covers for a publishing house. "It's nothing special." You wave your hands. “It’s a really small company. And I’ve only been doing it for about a year, so I’m not very good at it yet.” 

"Are you kidding?” he says, awestruck. “I’ve never met anyone who does that. And you must be good, or you wouldn’t be doing it professionally.”

“Well, it pays the bills,” you say, dipping your head modestly, “and it gives me plenty of free time to work on my own art.” 

“Really?“ Namjoon looks intrigued. “What medium do you prefer?” 

“I’m a painter. Mostly. But I like to experiment with a little bit of everything.”

“Wow. She designs book covers. She paints. And now I’m wondering where you’ve been all my life.” A tinge of pink colors his cheeks. “Uh…I just meant…” He rubs at his neck self-consciously. “Anyway.”

He’s awfully cute when he’s flustered. 

The conversation takes a slight turn, and you find yourself listening with interest as he tells you about his work as a grad student, his dissertation on the intersection of art and philosophy, his plans for the future after he finishes his doctorate. Tenure, professorhood, the papers he wants to write. The art he'd like to buy if he had the money. If it were anyone else, you know you'd be starting to zone out by now, but there's something about Namjoon's low, even voice that draws you in and keeps you paying attention. Like a documentary narrator, or a radio host. 

"You're staring at me," he says, his tone light and teasing. 

You were listening so intently that you didn't even realize what you were doing. "Was I?" You turn away slightly, hoping to hide the blooming patches of pink on your cheeks. "Sorry." 

"It's okay." Namjoon's eyes crinkle into a smile. "It's all I can do to get the freshmen in my courses to look at anything other than their screens, so trust me, I don't mind it at all. I'm just glad you don't think I'm boring."

"Boring?" you say, surprised. "Are there people out there who think you're boring?"

"Oh, definitely. You'd be surprised. Jin, for one. He swears up and down that he doesn't think so, but a few minutes in and his eyes are already starting to glaze over. You, on the other hand…well, I've been monologuing for ages, but you've just been standing there with that mesmerized look on your face the whole time."

"Mesmerized?" You chuckle. "I don't know about that."

"No, it's true," he insists. "Admit it. I fascinate you."

"And?” you ask. “What about it?” 

“What do you say we get out of here?” he says, barely blinking an eye. The corner of his mouth quirks. “This party’s almost over anyway. We can continue this conversation somewhere we can actually hear ourselves think.” 

You hesitate. You barely know this guy. But he likes you – you can tell. He’s the first guy in a long time to express genuine interest in you or your job or your personal life in general. It doesn’t hurt that he’s easy to look at, either, with his striking brown eyes and easy, dimpled smile. There’s just something about the way he looks at you that makes your palms tingle and you heart feel like it’s about to explode. And what is it about rolled up sleeves and exposed forearms that just drives you absolutely insane? Maybe it’s the alcohol talking, or the letdown from Ji-eun’s unsuccessful attempt to set you up with Minho – but you have to see where this goes. “Okay,” you say finally. “Where should we go?” 

He’s about to speak when Seokjin and Ji-eun stumble up, arm in arm. “Namjoon-ah! My best friend!” Seokjin exclaims drunkenly. He throws his long arms over Namjoon’s shoulders from behind, pink-cheeked and grinning. “I think I’m in love.”

“Oh, really?” Namjoon eyes his friend with a dry expression. “Who is she, then?”

He looks at Ji-eun blankly, then back at Namjoon. "Ah, well, her name isn't important. What matters is…I'm in love." Seokjin pokes a long finger into Namjoon’s cheek. “And I’m going to marry her.” 

“Oppa!” squeals Ji-eun, pulling him back toward her. “Really?” 

“Uh-huh. I’ll bet.” Namjoon’s gaze cuts in your direction. “Sorry. Normally he’s better at holding his liquor than this,” he whispers. “I should really get him home before he gets any louder – and gets us uninvited from future events.”  

“Same here,” you say apologetically. “If we can manage to split them apart again.” Seokjin and Ji-eun are once again furiously making out, hands in places you’re not even sure you’re supposed to be looking. 

“They’ll have to come up for air sometime. I think we might have a chance then. You grab yours and I’ll grab mine?”

“Deal.” The second Ji-eun pulls away from Seokjin to take a breath, you take her firmly by the arm and pull her toward the door of the reception hall, ignoring her protesting about being separated from the love of her life, while Namjoon tugs Seokjin along behind you. There’s a line of people outside already waiting for taxis, given that you’re in the middle of the city, so you join the queue behind another couple, still trying to prevent Ji-eun and Seokjin from devouring each other whole on the sidewalk. 

“Nicely done,” says Namjoon, the dimple in his cheek reappearing alongside his grin, while he maintains a firm grip on Seokjin's arm. “I take it you have experience with this?”

“Only every Saturday night since university.” You chuckle. “Between the two of us I’m definitely the responsible one.” 

“Eonni!” whines Ji-eun. “Don’t tell him that! He’ll think you’re boring!” 

You plant an elbow firmly into the side of her ribs, sending her into silence. 

"That's okay." His smile doesn't waver. "I'm a little bit boring myself, so what's one boring person to another?"

Boring? you think. You're not boring at all. You’re passionate about what you love. You’re the first man to look at me that way: like I’m the most interesting person in the world to you, when really it’s the other way around. You’re sweet. You’re adorably awkward. You’re bad at flirting – but something about you draws me in anyway. And I know we’ve only just met…but I want to know everything about you. What makes you happy, what inspires you, what intrigues you…I want to spend hours listening to you tell me all about it.

The crowd waiting for cabs disperses until it's just you and Namjoon. "I guess this is it, then,” he says as a taxi finally pulls to a stop in front of you. “We should do this again sometime. Minus the drunk people, of course. Not that I don’t enjoy dragging a hundred and thirty pounds of dead weight around with me, but it does put a damper on things, doesn’t it?” 

“Yah, you bastard! I’m not that heavy!” Seokjin bellows, as he's struggling to stay upright, his words still slurring together. 

“Yeah,” you say. “I’d like that. Maybe we can actually finish that conversation we were having before we got interrupted.” You nudge Ji-eun, who seems determined to make herself as unwieldy as possible, not so gently into the cab, sending her tumbling into the backseat, and turn back to him. “By the way…I really appreciate it. You talking to me. It made me forget how totally out of place I was.” 

“Ah, it was nothing.” He ducks his head sheepishly. “As a fellow wedding crasher, I’m happy to have helped. Thanks for putting up with me rambling all night.” 

“Please.” You smile, waving your hand. “Nothing to put up with. I had a good time.” 

“Well…good night, y/n.” Namjoon closes the car door after you. “Get home safe. Until next time?”

“Until next time.” You look up at him. “Good night, Namjoon.” You sit back in your seat, allowing the flutter of excitement that’s been slowly building in your stomach to take flight. This guy…he likes you. He really likes you. You’re going to see him again. And for the first time, in a long time, if not ever…you’re excited. Really excited. Your hand goes to your mouth, barely concealing the grin that’s forming on your lips. 

As your taxi pulls away from the curb, a hand suddenly appears in the half-open window, causing it to jerk to a stop. Namjoon appears next to the car, shaking his hand ruefully and wincing. "Damn, that hurts. Guess that'll teach me, won't it?" He leans down, bringing his face closer to yours. "Sorry about that. You were just about to disappear when it dawned on me that I forgot to ask you for your number, and I knew I had to do something before I lost you."

“Oh! My number.” Your heart flutters again. “Yeah, you’re going to need that, aren’t you?” 

Namjoon watches as you tap your number into his phone. “Good thing I remembered when I did. That could have been a disaster.”

“A disaster, huh?” you ask, handing his phone back to him.

“Catastrophic.” He laughs, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “How else would we have found out if we were meant to be if we didn’t go on an actual first date?” He gazes down at you with a teasing grin. “Anyway – I’ll call you?”

“Soon, I hope.” You smile. “I’ll be waiting.”

“I’ll try not to keep you waiting too long.” Namjoon’s eyes meet with yours momentarily before he turns away, letting out an awkward chuckle. “Well…good night, y/n. I mean it this time. Really.” 

“Good night,” you say, stifling a giggle. “Get home safe.” 

The taxi finally pulls away from the curb, and you can’t help looking out the window after him as he walks back toward Seokjin. He’s handsome, even from behind. Ji-eun flops against you, and you shift her to a more comfortable position against your shoulder. “I knew dragging you along was a good idea. Did I call it, or what?” she mumbles proudly. “You know, I saw the way you were looking at that guy just now.” She pokes teasingly at your arm, eyes half-closed. “Like you wanted to dive right in and take up residence in his dimples. And sparks like a fireworks show. It’s so obvious! You are smitten.” Ji-eun sing-songs the last part.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you say, pressing your lips together to hide your smile. Ji-eun might not have introduced you to the love of your life – but it’s the first time in a while that you’ve felt this way about anyone – and you suppose you do have to thank her for that. 

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Just a Friend (BTS Reactions || Hyung Line)

"Oh baby, you got what I need."- Biz Markie. Everyone loves a friends to lovers trope- let's see what happens when you guys finally acknowledge the elephant in the room <3

A/N: some mentions of dr*g @buse. Also Twilight slander.

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1.) Jin

"How about this?" You turn to face yourself in the mirror, the tight black dress you'd bought earlier that day clinging to every curve on your body, "Too much?" Jin glances at you and then back down, "Looks great." His voice is noticeably flat, his face equally fallen. "Jin? What's wrong?" You ask, turning to look at him. He's silent for a moment, debating on whether or not to speak. "Did you forget we had plans tonight?" He asks. You furrow your brows, trying to remember what he's talking about. "We were gonna watch my brother's band play tonight and then hang out afterward." You slap your hand to your forehead, "Oh God. I completely forgot. I'm so sorry," You step closer to him, though he immediately recoils, "Just forget it." "Jin, come on. Don't be like that. I completely blanked- I never would've agreed to have gone out with Jimin if I'd remembered, You know that." "I said forget it." "Jin-" You reach out to grab his arm, "I get being annoyed but why are you being so cold?" You ask; he's never been this way with you. In all the years you've known each other, even in his low points, he is so gentle with you. When he looks back at you, he doesn't pull is arm out of your grasp; he just stares for a long while. "Jin, talk to me." His eyes soften, and now he looks more like the Jin you know.

"Y/n...we need to talk." "Okay," You let go of him and he straightens out his shirt, "Sit down. Please." You nod and take a seat on the edge of your bed. He goes over a few feet away and sits down on the stool that goes to your vanity. There's a long stretch of silence, as seems to be the pattern for tonight. When he finally does speak, his voice is low and steady, "I'm not sure that I can do this anymore..." "Do...what?" "This," He motions between the two of you, "I know we've been friends for a long time but I just can't..." He lets his head fall into his hands. "What? What do you mean you can't do this anymore? Because I forgot our plans this one time? I don't get why it has to be such a big deal, dude. I can just text Jimin and postpone. I don't get-" "Are you blind, Y/n?" His head shoots back up. You're dumbfounded by his question, "How is it that everyone can see it but you? How? How can you be so dense?" "See what?" You feel yourself getting more and more annoyed with his tone. "That I'm in love with you, Y/n. That's what."

Your heart feels like it stops mid-beat, and you have a difficult time processing what he's just said. "You- you what?" "You heard me," His voice is slightly hoarse, "I've loved you for years, and-" You see his eyes getting more watery, "-and if you don't feel the same way, I understand but that also means that I can't do this anymore." "Jin I- I had no idea." He laughs incredulously, "Oh really? No idea? Then tell me, Y/n- what happened at the office party this past Christmas? Hm?" You know what he's referring to, and you feel your cheeks heat up, "I don't know what you're talking about. I- I'd had a lot to drink." "I was with you all night and you had ONE vodka cranberry. You kissed me- and not like a friend. You kissed me like-" He runs his hand through his hair, and when he speaks again, his voice is soft, "like I was so much more... and then the next day, you pretended like you didn't remember. Do you know how that made me feel? But I didn't say anything. Didn't bring it up again. Just like I didn't bring it up again when you cried into my chest that night when you had that fight with your dad, or when you had me hold you all night during that rain storm- but I'm done not acknowledging this, especially when I know that you feel it too."

You look down at your hands, unsure of what to say. Of course you know what he's talking about, but to give it a name...you'd risk losing everything. This friendship has stood the test of time but this- this is something else entirely. "I don't feel like this is a wise thing for us to talk about at this point in time." "Okay, then when?" His heart is beating hard, already anticipating the worst from you. "I- I just don't want this to get ruined, you know?" You feel the tears starting to form. He nods, "Well, alright then." He stands up and walks over to get his jacket from right next to you on the bed. "Jin, please don't go." The brokenness in your voice gives him pause as he's about to turn the knob on your bedroom door, though when he looks back at you, you see a look of pained finality on his face, "See you around..." And with that, he's out the door, leaving you stuck in place, completely unable to even chase after him.

2.) Suga

You let your head fall back, causing for the sweat to drip from the sides of your face rather than forward into your eyes, "Just gimme a few minutes, I'll be ready to beat you again," You say, chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. "Oh please, those were lucky shots," He laughs. You simply shake your head, a smile forming at the corners of your mouth. The gym is completely empty; different from how it usually is. You quite like the silence, save for the occasional basketball dribbles from Yoongi. It's so nice, you even close your eyes to take in the uncharacteristic calm.

He goes over to where you're sitting on the ground and settles down on the bleachers right behind you. "Hey, Y/n...let me run something by you real quick," He says, breaking the silence. "Mm?" You grunt, not even bothering to open yours eyes. "You know Jin, right? My friend from the gym?" "Mhm?" "He has this like...enormous crush on his like, best friend from childhood-" "Oh, are you about to spill some tea?" You ask, eyes shooting open as you turn to look at him, your smile getting bigger, "Has he told her?" He blinks a few times and then quickly looks down, "Uh- no- I- I don't know. That's why I was bringing it up." "Psh. What's there to bring up then? You know I hate incomplete gossip." "Well, he- he asked me to ask you what he should do..." He looks back at you, eyes abnormally wide and doe-like. "About...his crush on his best friend?" You're a bit confused as to why Jin would want to know your opinion, seeing as how you've only met the guy a handful of times. "Yeah, about his friend."

You go quiet for a bit, mulling over the situation, considering all the possible outcomes- very Dr.Strange. "I...I don't know. On the one hand, they've been friends for kind of a long time by now and if he tells her how he feels and she doesn't love him back, it could not only damage his ego but even break apart their friendship. Scenario number two would be that he tells her, she feels the same, but then it doesn't work out in the end and we're back to scenario one..." Yoongi goes back to looking down, his eyes seemingly low and his expression crestfallen, though you assume it's just him being overly invested in Jin's love life as he tends to be, even with yours. "Although, there is the possible third scenario...one where he tells her and maybe she feels the same way and they try it and it's even more beautiful than they imagined, you know? Like maybe it was what they should've done all along and the timing was overdo- or maybe...the timing is just now completely perfect..." You look over at him, shrugging your shoulders, "I don't know though." "I love you."

You stare at him for a long time before it clicks, your heart feeling confused and simultaneously...something else. "You...love me? What do you mean?" "I mean..." He trails off, standing up from his spot and then turning his back to you. You can tell his mind is racing- and so is yours. Finally, he turns back around to face you; his eyes are fixed on you in such a way that it makes your heart flutter in your chest, "I mean that being your best friend already gives me everything I could ever want, but that being more...would be so much more than anything in this world that I could ever want." You're quiet for a long time but he doesn't stop staring at you.

His gaze is soft and patient, "Y/n, if you don't feel the same way I understand, and look, I will never bring this up again and I will still love you and support you just as much as I do now- but if there's a part of you- even just an ounce- that believes this could really be somethi-" You don't know when exactly the decision was made within your body, but somehow, you find yourself standing to your feet and completely closing the distance between the both of you. Your arms wrap around his neck and you press into him, taking in the delicious smell of his cologne. You couldn't get any closer to him if you tried. "I love you too," You say into his neck. His arms tighten around your waist and he also buries his face into the crook of your neck,

"You don't know how long I've been waiting to say that..."

3.) Hoseok

Your stomach is in knots and your palms are incredibly sweaty. You feel as though you might pass out but you try to calm yourself down. Breath. Breathe. Breathe. You're about to do what you swore to yourself you never would...

You and Hoseok have been friends for years now; your connection was instantaneous and completely different from any other friendship you've ever had. You'd meet up for coffee, and then coffee turned to grabbing a drink with friends, then chugging beers just the two of you at whatever crusty bar you'd decided on that night- he was hilarious and sloppy and so...wonderful.

You're not really sure when it changed for you, but one day it was like a switch had flipped and things were...different. You couldn't put your finger on it but suddenly, you could feel something else going on between you. You used to be able to talk about your individual love lives: who you'd been with, who you wanted to be with, etc. but now, you feel your blood absolutely boil when he mentions even the vaguest interest in another girl- but you can see it's the same for him too. It wasn't lost on you when you brought up your date with Taehyung, how Hoseok's grip tightened on his beer bottle; his knuckles practically turning white even as he downed the rest of his bottle. His mouth was a tight line, his lids low and narrowed- and if it were physically possible, you're sure you'd have seen literal fire in his eyes.

Hoseok's been having a hard time lately. Things have developed in his personal life that would make anyone buckle...he was drinking pretty heavily for a while and even dabbled in...other things- but he's been working on himself and you've been as supportive as humanly possible. These days, you see the light back in his eyes the way you used to. Now, it's finally time to come clean."What are we watching?" Hoseok asks, plopping down on the couch, individual kernels accidentally dropping out of the bowl of popcorn. You clear your throat, snapping back to reality, "Uhm- I was thinking of something super cheesy and dumb." "Twilight it is," He scrolls through until he finds it and then the screen turns black for a moment as you wait for it to load up. In the blackness, you see your reflection; your facial expression is heavy with worry, but he doesn't notice. I need to tell him. I need to tell him. I need to tell him. Before you know it, it gets to the part of the movie where Bella goes out to meet Jacob and his dad.

"You know, I was so peeved when I re-watched the first movie after watching New Moon," He says, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth. "Oh? Why?" "Because her and Jake should've been endgame." You furrow your brows, "Really? I always thought she looked good with Edward," You shrug. "Are you kidding me?" He turns to look at you, "She had so much more chemistry with Jake- Edward didn't even LIKE her at first and basically wants to kill her all the time. And besides-," He takes a sip from his glass of Coke and then hands it to you to drink from as well, since he knows you always forget to serve your own drink before sitting down, "-everyone knows it's better to start off as friends first and then go from there." You stare down at the glass for a moment. This is it. This is my in. "I- I guess you're right." "Of course I am," He says, turning back to the TV. "Uhm, Hoseok?" "Mm?" "Can you pause it for a second?" He immediately pauses and looks at you, "You okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine- I just need to talk to you about something." "Okay, shoot," He positions himself so that he's able to face you directly, his expression showing concern. You suddenly feel your cheeks get hot, his gaze burning you with every second. "You're my best friend, you know?" "Of course." "I truly feel like you know me more than anyone and that you are the absolute most amazing person I've ever known." He smiles and looks down, "Shut up, dude." In the light of the TV, you can see he's blushing and it makes your heart flutter. "Hoseok, I love you." You stare at each other for a few seconds, and you watch as your words enter his ears and then settle into his brain- though when it does, his smile falters. Wait- what's happening? "Hoseok...say something." He remains quiet, his eyes moving from your face to his hands, and then he turns his whole body away from you so he's back to facing the TV. He presses play and then...nothing. He's completely mute. You let it go on for a few scenes, your heart about to break out of your chest. Tears begin to form in your eyes and you're so grateful that the lights are off. "Hoseok, please. Please say something." "What do you want me to say, Y/n? That I'm happy you told me? That I'm happy that now things are gonna be different?" "They don't have to be different," Your voice comes out as barely a whisper. This was not how you imagined this going at all. "Doesn't have to be different? Y/n, in case you haven't noticed, I'm-" He catches how loud he's getting and then his voice drops down to a whisper, "I'm not okay right now. I'm messed up. I don't have the capacity to give you- to be the thing you need me to. I'm incapable." He lets his face fall into his hands. "Hoseok, I don't need anything from you. I just wanted you to know-" "Why, Y/n? Why did you need to tell me? Why did you need to take this away from me?" "Take- what?" You're getting more and more confused at his reaction; granted, you always knew there was a chance he'd reject you, but this is so much worse. "This, Y/n. My best friend. My comfort. I'm never going to be able to feel like this again. I'll always feel like I let you down." "You're not letting me down," You try to reach out and touch him, but he tears himself away from your hand. "I have to go." "Jhope, please. Let's just pretend I didn't say anything-" "I need to clear my head. I have to go." You want so badly to get in his way, to stop him, to block the door- but your legs won't listen. Within two minutes, he's gathered his things and walked to the door, "I'll…talk to you another time."

4.) Namjoon

Music is blaring from all sides of the club; bodies are practically sticking together from how hot and sweaty everyone is, and you've lost count of just how many people have bumped into you in the last hour- but he's here. Right next to you. He hasn't left your side all night. When he invited you out, you assumed it was because he'd felt bad that you'd be alone tonight and reluctantly, you got as ready as you could and met him there. He was standing out in the front with some of his boys, which made you nervous since you'd only met them a couple of times. You haven't gone out with him to a club in a few years; not really your scene so he doesn't invite you that often, so you assumed he'd eventually ditch you to go dance with some girls, but to your surprise, he stayed. "Hey!" Namjoon says loudly, leaning in so you can hear him over the music, "Wanna go get some air?" "Sounds good!" Immediately, he grabs your hand and pulls you so that you're as close to him as possible as he guides you through the sea of people. You're trying to focus on not tripping but it's hard to do when all you can think of is how you've never held his hand before. Of course, you've never really had the opportunity to do so. You've been best friends for years and he has no idea that you...feel the way that you do. No one does. When you finally make it back out to the front, you both let out a deep breath and he lets go of your hand. "Oh my God- fresh air!" He exclaims. "It was hot as hell in there, wasn't it?" "Yeah, and it's clear some people have never heard of deodorant," He scrunches his nose in disgust, making you laugh. "I'm gonna be honest, I don't know that I can go back in there," You chuckle. He smiles gently, "We don't have to. I know clubbing isn't really your thing to begin with. Thanks for coming." "Oh, it was nothing. I wanted to come." "Oh yeah? Plans to dance on some totally hot guys tonight?" He jokes, raising an eyebrow at you. You roll your eyes, "Oh please, the last thing I need is for some weirdo to latch on to me all night." He lets his mouth hang open in mock disgust, "I'm offended." "I meant a different weirdo than you," You assure him, a smile creeping up on your face. "Of course, of course," He smiles back, dimples on full display. "God, I love your dimples." Your eyes widen in shock; that was supposed to remain in your head. "Well, thank you," He says, surprised at your compliment. "Sorry, I wasn't supposed to say that out loud," You blush, immediately looking away to avoid further embarrassment. "Why not?" "Because no." "But I liked it." You bite your lip, looking down at your shoes and wishing the ground would open up and swallow you whole. "Why are you getting shy?" He asks, reaching over and lifting your head by your chin so that you're looking at him. Your stomach is practically doing summersaults. "I don't think I've ever seen you blush before," His smile is even bigger now. "Who's blushing?" You ask, trying to calm yourself internally, darting your eyes every which way just to avoid looking at him. He steps closer, hand still cupping your chin, "You are." His tone is low and soft, and yet, it commands your attention completely and you can't help but lock eyes with him. You can practically hear your heartbeat in your ears and you're almost positive that he can too- but neither of you break the connection. In fact, with every passing millisecond, you find that the both of you are inching closer and closer until finally, you can feel the heat of his face so close to yours. "Can I...?" He whispers, lips already parted in anticipation. "Please..." You say, finally allowing yourself to press into him.

[hyenahunt]

Saga: Rivals - 28

Writer: Akira

Season: Winter

Characters: Seiya, Hokuto, Jun, Jin

Proofreading: 310mc (JP) & hyenahunt (ENG)

Translation: kotofucius

Seiya: Hokuto. For a long time, I’ve lived like a machine who never knew of love.

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Location: Reverse Live Stage

Time: Rain-bows vs Lilith, after two songs

Seiya: “~…♪”

“Now then, after two songs, we have one victory and one defeat. I’m sure you’re all anticipating the decisive showdown.”

“But would you please give me a moment?”

“It won’t take up any longer than the time already intended for free talk and such. I’ll wrap it up in a minute, so I ask for your understanding.”

Hokuto: …Oi, Father, what are you trying to pull?

Since we’re making the audience listen to the same few songs over and over in Reverse Live, free talk is vital for changing up the mood and setting their impression of us.

Don't tell me this is your ploy to destroy all our chances of victory by taking that important time for yourse— mgggh!?

Seiya: “Now, Hocchan seems to be grumbling something, but I’ll have him quiet down as we’re short on time.”

(whispers) I'm not playing dirty, so please be good just this one time. Please? Consider this a favor for our Jun-kun.

Hokuto: …Sazanami?

Jun: ? What’s going on, Sensei? This wasn’t in the plan, was it~?

Seiya: Oh dear, I’m very sorry. It seems to have slipped my mind.

— Well, anyone would know that's a lie, but I'll gloss over it with that to swiftly stream a video on this massive screen.

I’m sure you have questions, but the answers are all there if you'll watch it.

Jun: What…?

Hokuto: Oh? What's this? A video's started to play…?

(What in the world? Just what are you scheming, Father?)

(The very act of playing a video on stage reminds me of the whole SS mess. I've got a bad feeling about this…)

(Is he trying to expose our scandals and slander us, just like what happened back then?)

(It won’t work on me — There’s nothing worthy of scorn in my way of life! I’m a serious honor student through and through!)

Jin: ......

Hokuto: (Mmm? What's happening? Sagami-sensei seems to have gone pale…)

(Oh shoot, that man’s a walking collection of scandalous rumours!)

(Just exposing even a tiny fragment of his debauched lifestyle would be a fatal blow to his idol career! What do we do? What are we even supposed to do?)

(Ooh? That’s… Anzu’s standing by the audiovisual equipment!)

(She’s doing backstage work again despite being so busy… She truly works so hard!)

(Anzu! Stop the video! This is a trap! Come on, we can understand each other through gaze alone, right? Surely you can get what I'm trying to tell you!?)

(? Anzu, why are you happily waving at me? No, that’s not what I’m trying to say! I mean, of course I’m also delighted to lock eyes with you, but…!)

Seiya: Ahaha. Is she your girlfriend, Hocchan? Introduce her to your dad some time ♪

Hokuto: !? N-No, she isn't! Well, of course I love Anzu with all my heart, but that’s because I consider her a precious comrade joined at the soul… That’s all it is!

Seiya: Ahaha. Don’t you understand panicking only makes you more suspicious? That naive side of yours is very unlike me or my wife…

While walking your life, I’m sure you’ve gained many things on your own.

You should cherish every last one of them, Hokuto. I don’t want to be all overbearing and lecture you just because I’m your parent, but I truly want to pass on just this one thing to you.

Even if you can't stand it, this is the one lesson I want to teach you.

Hokuto: ……

Seiya: Hokuto. For a long time, I’ve lived like a machine who never knew of love. Perhaps phrasing it that way may make me out into some tragic hero, but —

We machines have our own forms of happiness. I've perfectly performed all the functions expected of me, in carrying out my role and becoming of use to others. For someone like me, I believed that was fulfillment enough.

You called me a workaholic, didn't you? Yes, that is very much true. But to me, that is hardly an insult.

It won't ever hurt me, as I don’t think I'm anything to be pitied.

I have a family who loved and wanted me, work partners who commended and respected me—

And most of all, fans who cherished and followed me.

Because I was a perfect machine, I never failed once. I did not have emotions to sway me, so I never went berserk, either.

There were a few close calls, but strangely enough, I was never held responsible.

I was like a weapon; I only moved the way I was operated.

So, all responsibilities lie with my user. And for the sake of protecting myself, I've personally done what I can to enforce this impression as well.

That’s why I’m still alive now, just like this. All the while being called a legendary idol and such — it's a title far greater than I deserve.

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[purplink8]

It's my firm belief that Celebrity (Netflix) would go along so well with Taylor Swift's song "Look what you made me do" like:

"I don't like your little games Don't like your tilted stage The role you made me play of the fool No, I don't like you"

A-ri doesn't like the e-celebs and their petty little games on their stage (online platform). She hates how they made her out the fool (the circumstances leading to her fake-death).

"I don't like your perfect crime How you laugh when you lie You said the gun was mine Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh!)"

The drug case in a nutshell. The crime is "perfect" as Jin Tae-jeon is involved in effectively (until the last episode, that is) hiding it. Members of the Gabin Society (with the exception of Yoon Si-hyeon) have two faces: they live in a total lie with their personas well in place before their audience. But A-ri sees their mask and dislikes it. "You said the gun was mine": how Oh Min-hye pinned the whole drug incident onto A-ri, how the suicide of Mr. Park was blamed on A-ri; these lies & slander aren't cool and A-ri doesn't like the liars one bit.

"But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!"

A-ri becomes smarter at the race-to-the-top games that the e-celebs play in pursuit of popularity + money. She also gets "harder" or say, a lil ruthless in that game: blackmailing other influencers with dirt on them thanks to _bbbfamous. Oh boy does she have a list of names with her right now to get sweet, sweet revenge. And you can bet that _bbbfamous's name is in red.

"Ooh, look what you made me do ... Look what you just made me do"

Her faking her death, basically.

"I (I) don't (don't) like your kingdom keys (keys) They (they) once belonged to me (me) You (you) asked me for a place to sleep Locked me out and threw a feast (what?)

The world moves on, another day another drama, drama But not for me, not for me, all I think about is karma And then the world moves on, but one thing's for sure Maybe I got mine, but you'll all get yours"

Do I even need to explain this one? It's highly obvious that we get to see what A-ri's motivations in exposing the e-celebs are. One word. Karma. As A-ri's brother says, they should get a taste of what A-ri had to go through. The world is set ablaze for a few days with the newest drama and then moves on quickly; while we have A-ri critiquing the fickle nature of the world and expressing the surety of her karma's success.

"I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me I'll be the actress starring in your bad dreams"

Obvious meaning is obvious. After experiencing so much of back-stabbing (especially from her best friend), is it any wonder that A-ri doesn't trust anybody? The least of all: other e-celebs? And of course nobody trusts her as accusation after accusation, hate, rumors etc are piled on against her. A-ri is the actress (e-celeb) starring in her haters' (esp _bbbfamous) bad dreams as she uproots their whole reputation.

"I'm sorry But the old Taylor can't come to the phone right now Why? Oh, 'cause she's dead (oh)"

A-ri has definitely changed now, the old A-ri is dead (episode 11 is cleverly titled '#but_she's_dead') literally (her fake death) and metaphorically (her choosing not to become an influencer again despite having a significant number of supporters).

And that concludes my rambles! If you're still here, reading this, I love you and wish you a fantastic day! <3

[short-black-diamond]

unfortunately I am not 💘 anon but I'll manifest for them to drop an ask for you too 😭😭👍🏼

so yeah about my housemates, they're all really nice and sometimes we do stay up late and gossip about people from our uni (for example, there was this senior that was extremely rude towards one of my housemates so she ended up shit-talking that senior for 30 minutes straight)

but really, I don't think any of them are fake yk. sure, they have some annoying ass habits like not cleaning the room properly, not switching off the kitchen light and the one I hate the most is when one of my housemate (we'll call her N) brought her friend from another section of the hostel to our house without telling us💀 like, the other day, someone knocked on our door and I thought that was one of my other housemate (this one we'll call her H) that went outside to buy food. so imagine my face when I opened the door and boom, some random girl asked me "where's N?" without even a proper greeting. tbh, I don't mind if you bring your friend from other section to our house as long as you inform us. but girl, I was literally only wearing my nightgown and my hair is a mess when this random girl appeared like??? 😭😭💀

aaaaaanyways, sorry for "trauma-dumping" on you but *sigh*, yeah when you live with people, that's when you'd know their true behaviors. ok so about blue lock!

I've been seeing people on tiktok saying that kaiser will most likely get benched because of how irrational his plays are becoming in the recent chapters (him trying to steal the ball from isagi etc.) but some people said that noa wouldn't bench kaiser bc he's extremely important to bm so I'd like to know your thoughts.

in my opinion, I think noa might bench kaiser bc before the ubers vs bm match, noa had already warned kaiser that he wouldn't tolerate anymore irrational plays and him being obsessed with isagi and guess what kaiser did? make irrational plays and get obsessed with isagi! also, I think it'd be soooo funny to see kaiser's reaction when he gets benched LMFAOO bros already hanging by a thread when isagi managed to beat him in the manshine vs bm match so imagine how kaiser's gonna be like once this ubers match is over

btw I actually love kaiser but I also love seeing kaiser slander😭 I'll never forget how bro invaded isagi's personal space and made isagi have multiple mental breakdowns in the middle of a match without any remorse

- 🌷 anon

damn I hate unannounced visits from strangers too, I hope you'll be able to withstand these things, my blossoming tulip. But couldn't that girl really not say hello??? tsk, tsk, tsk, inpolite people...especially to MY BLOSSOMING TULIP

I also wish you good luck and much fun in your studies and that you won't have any bad things happening to you, my love.

About that benching stuff, damn I forgot Noa actually warned Kaiser, but yeah, it would be so much fun to see Kaiser get benched because of that. I actually also wanted Kiyora Jin to play, but Hiori was a better option according to Isagi.

however, in the latest chapter, they couldn't really do much because Oli and Kaiser messed up his goal.

Also, I hope that Hiori won't become like ness because Isagi sees Hiori as also a key to his goal, but they still miss a piece, and that makes me wonder if Kiyora wouldn't have been a better option?

There's so many what-ifs and not enough answers, my gorgeous tulip, that we'll have to wait for answers or ask other people.

Also I deleted Tik Tok because I got addicted to it lol.

-your diamond <3

[mana-sputachu]

Hi! I'm xiaojin shippers just like you :D, i just want to ask, why do many people still in denial to this ship, when it was so obvious, if you pay attention enough. Recently i just saw an argument on twitter, this random person said, that whoever ship jin and xiaoyu, that means we are alll sick perverted because to him/her, this ship is a p3do when in actuality they just have a 3 years age gap (im sorry to say this, but he/she literally said that) and still thinks they just friends.... Look, im not against for people to dislikes xiaojin ship, everyone can have different opinions, but to generalized all of us shipper for having sick perverted tendecies, that is a slander, and i dont like it at all. So what do you think of this, in your opinion? I know i shouldn't care at all, but i'm kinda sad to hear that :"(. Thanks if you answering this :)

Honestly, the p/edo thing is INCREDIBLY STUPID.

Really.

1 - It's FICTION. Fictional characters. People seems to forget this.

2 - Three years age gap isn't p/edo. But I saw people screaming that even at 1 age gap just because they didn't like a ship. I gues this person would scream in horror knowing my parents have *gasp!* a 4 years age gap.

3 - Again... it's fictional characters. Why they don't put this rage onto advocating FOR REAL P/EDO VICTIMS, rather than being horrified by FICTIONAL CHARACTERS?

Honestly, this argument is bonkers, the reality is just that they don't like the ship but instead of just ignoring it they have to stir drama for the sake of it... it's like 2010 all over again, I'm having Vietnam hallucinations of that period and the dumb shipwars in this fandom.

As for them being in denial... look, as a hardcore XiaoJin fan, it's not like we have confirmations or anything. Nor we'll ever get those, Harada doesn't care about it. My only suggestion is to block this person and ignore them. I totally would block them if I knew their twitter handle, I'm honestly too old and tired to have dumb arguments with angry people on the web.

I wholeheartedly suggest you to do the same and just enjoy the ship in peace. :)

[madtomedgar]

I will hear no madam Qin slander sorry. She did everything she could as the potential mother in law to keep a marriage from happening and it was working for a while. Her husband and Jin Guangshan eventually overruled her. At that point, when she has no other options, she tells the truth, which she has never told anyone, to a man who is famously ruthless but who she trusts to do right by her daughter because he loves her, and who has a history of doing things with information that nobody else could have done, and keeping secrets. Unfortunately for her, he both doesn't have the power to stop things at this point, AND it's too late for her daughter. If she went public the entire Qin clan probably would have been killed. In retrospect telling her daughter at the beginning would make sense but sje didn't think she would need to because her opinion would be very weighty in her daughter's match (like madam Yu's). And that's not the kind of thing you tell your kid unless you absolutely have to.

[baekhvuns]

Annyeonghaseyo Baeksussy, I have returned from Jeju and almost lost a kneecap, but overall it was fun and we saw a filming crew (I think a kpop boy group was filming something outside our hotel lmao, but we had no idea who they were). The weather in Seoul is so unpredictable like wdym one day it's 27°C and sunny and the next it's 15° and raining 🔫

Omfg hold on, so much has happened. Firstly I'm sorry about your principal's passing :/ secondly not you imagining Yunho as another guy AGAIN 😭 how is the writing going? Thirdly you watched SIXTEEN MOVIES LMAO which ones did you see?

Also good for your cousin, but come on don't slander MU fans that much sjsjaisjjsjssjsjshs (lowkey I consider being a Barca fan as red flag soz </3333) I decided not to pay attention to football for the time being cause it's boring and annoying and I can't even watch any matches live 🔫 I don't need the negativity in my life 🤚🏼 wtf is up in the F1 world? I see my man Lewis isn't winning :/

Speaking of food, I discovered vegan Jeju and my faves are Lan's Kitchen, Cheesylazy (for some reason I thought the name was Cheesyslay sjsjsjsjskaja so now we call it that) and one cafe/bakery with amazing cakes - And 유. Also 7/11 and CU have some more vegan products and even accidentally vegan ones, so I'm living <3

Yeah Limitless was underwhelming, there's a song called Diamond that's nicer, not really my thing, but Hwa and Yunho sound so good! Though I prefer them on a different song called Diamond 😅❤

I just want Ateez to stop releasing unnecessary songs and focus on a full album. Also not another fucking festival and in Qatar of all places..... good for the fans, but 🤡🤡🤡🤡 and Xikers are going too, KQ is really doing everything to attach them to Ateez

I heard Jimin's song so many times, like it's EVERYWHERE and ngl the single is better and a decent club song, but overall... nothing great. Hybe continues to piss me off!!! And the encore he did was... rough. https://twitter.com/jnksoluna/status/1641461317428215813?t=1sChI621kLP7pKFGzYGTzg&s=19 all the fandoms are beating him up 😭

I really really need to watch The Glory, but I've heard and seen so many spoilers already, rip. I kinda wanna rewatch S1 of AOS, cause it's my comfort show for sure. Everyone who prefers S2 has the right to do so, but don't try to convince me it was better, just say you were blinded by the angst and fluff 🙄

Okay so about YOU, let me spoil you then - I hope it'll sense made - in s4 Joe went to the UK started hanging out with insufferable posh people and "met" a guy named Reese (he was a writer and was running for Mayor of London). Turned out Reese was killing said posh twats and tried to frame Joe, became his stalker, wanted to be killing mates together (the Reese x Joe ship has sailed ajsuajahjsjsja). BUT! Lots of people noticed that during gatherings Joe was the only one who interacted with Reese and like we suspected - that whole thing was only in Joe's head cause he has split personality. So he basically dissociates and doesn't know what's going on. Reese was a real guy that Joe was obsessed with, but they never actually met and Joe was behind all the murders. Now that Joe accepted the truth and still wants to act like a saviour I feel even more icky about s5, he was always awful but his delusional monologues were funny. Now that he has a rich girlfriend and acts like a entrepreneur I'm like 😬😬😬😬🤚🏼

I did not talk to Jin Goo, because we were far away, but the way my hand automatically waved and he was like "🧐😀👋🏻" and then I quickly opened my phone to yell about it. Imagine if I saw Soohyuk or Dohwan or someone else I've been obsessing over 😳 (BTW NEW WOO DO HWAN DRAMA) you'd not hear from me! My friend saw Kim Mingue three times in the past month cause he came to the same cafe as her

TAEMIN HAS A NEW CAT AND THE NAME IS DAENGDAENGIE??? 😭😭😭😭😭

Have some Seonghwas cause I haven't been up to date with Ateez, but I checked Twitter and HEEEEEEEE ❤❤❤❤

We got married https://twitter.com/atinyteez009/status/1640781842432540672?t=HQ0JasZbdnZcSrh0mwBmNA&s=19

???? https://twitter.com/pingkiisaya/status/1641038527386222592?t=rf-qy29H31VIoB01MGPdHw&s=19

https://twitter.com/nobodylikehwa/status/1641041663593267201?t=yV4NaNP93oObBmWvGmQ-Rw&s=19

A photo from our grocery shopping trip, look at all the fruits and veggies! https://twitter.com/1024updates/status/1642163312803856387?t=XFmBjWVzfQPUPet2Eyw2eA&s=19

Seriously https://twitter.com/hwalilac/status/1642036025848655873?t=xSExNqS6vK1kchQpLdQabw&s=19 the bandaged one??!??!

Idk if you've ever seen this video, but it's back on my TL and I love it so much https://twitter.com/BaiduZTAOBar/status/1333451431072784385?t=ynrmLwWHNpo3rrwvr-FJ6g&s=19

And Taeyong baby pls someone free him https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1641077265261035522?t=0Ychhd11werberr33t48EQ&s=19

😭😭😭https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1641079835979317248?t=GVOhB_7A1z51tuaVnicypA&s=19

BTW HWA'S BIRTHDAY ADS ARE UP WE LOVE TO SEE SEONGHWA EVERYWHERE ❤❤❤❤ I'm about to play spot the Hwa lmao. Today I scared some woman off, because I yelled "WHY IS HE SO BEAUTIFUL" jdjajsjsjajahhaha sorry ma'am, but did I lie??? I hope to see Jonghyun's ones too!

Happy Seonghwa day! 🥰 - DV 💖

hello!!!!

Annyeonghaseyo Baeksussy, I have returned from Jeju and almost lost a kneecap, but overall it was fun and we saw a filming crew (I think a kpop boy group was filming something outside our hotel lmao, but we had no idea who they were). The weather in Seoul is so unpredictable like wdym one day it's 27°C and sunny and the next it's 15° and raining 🔫

HELLOOOOO YOU LOST A WHAT FHWNEHKQFHKSHDKC HOW COME 😭😭😭 WHAT THE HELL ….anon i think,,, omg i think you MAY have seen kai doing a filming there stop it. bc i know they were in jeju a few days ago and 🧍🏻‍♀️ that weather has been the same here and it’s 🔫🔫

Omfg hold on, so much has happened. Firstly I'm sorry about your principal's passing :/ secondly not you imagining Yunho as another guy AGAIN 😭 how is the writing going? Thirdly you watched SIXTEEN MOVIES LMAO which ones did you see?

it really was saddening esp bc he just met his grandson 😭😭 actually a peice of history bc he was one of the first kids in canada to drink slurpee rambdks FJWKJDWJHDKW HEY HEY I KEEP IMAGINING HIM AS MR GREY OR HENRY AND ITS WORKING

YES SIXTEEN <3

wedding season, love, wedding, repeat, argentina, 1985 (so good), a man called otto (CRIED), prey for the devil (has the potential to be in the conjuring ngl, too short tho), abbott elementary season 1 + 2 (not a movie but this sitcom is so funny), all quiet on the western front, el ángel, the tourist, dune, rush, anastasia (ended cinderlla), the whale, champions, gravity + rrr !!!

Also good for your cousin, but come on don't slander MU fans that much sjsjaisjjsjssjsjshs (lowkey I consider being a Barca fan as red flag soz </3333) I decided not to pay attention to football for the time being cause it's boring and annoying and I can't even watch any matches live 🔫 I don't need the negativity in my life 🤚🏼 wtf is up in the F1 world? I see my man Lewis isn't winning :/

she really dodged a bullet, he was an absolute jerk who said the n word and then went and said “my parents didn’t raise me like that, know me for what i am right now and not for what i did yesterday” MU FANS ARE A RED FLAG ITS LITERALLY THEIR COLOUR FBWNFB 😭😭😭 WE DO NOT CARE BARCA IS 17 POINTS CLEARRRRR

f1…anon, yesterday was phew, the emotions as a ferarri fan- them being 26 points BEHIND MCLAREN IM ACTUALLY CRYING 😭😭😭 ,,, australian grand prix,,,, 8 dnf, 4 restarts, UNFAIR PENALTIES??? SOME WERENT EVEN GIVEN???? huge expensive crashes, they fucked ferarri over AGAIN they had a straight p4 and turned into p3 after a crash— they restarted the race and didn’t count that lap yet still gave ferarri a 5 second penalty in which they ended p11, no points for them- but red bull got them all bc the fia dickride them 🥰 HAMILTON AT LEAST GOT A P2 IT WAS SO FUNNY BC GNWNFBWK MERCEDES WAS P1 AND THEN THEY WENT P7 AND THEN A STRAIGHT DNF id be crying ngl they’re all too strong to not cry bfnwbdns it was a silverstone again, but at least alonso somehow got p3 🔫 did not deserve it ngl, mercedes not winning bc rocketship red bull won’t let them

and LMFAOOOO ,,, THE VIEWS FBWNDJEK

THIS IS SO FUNNY GHWNDJKWHFKW

😭😭😭

Speaking of food, I discovered vegan Jeju and my faves are Lan's Kitchen, Cheesylazy (for some reason I thought the name was Cheesyslay sjsjsjsjskaja so now we call it that) and one cafe/bakery with amazing cakes - And 유. Also 7/11 and CU have some more vegan products and even accidentally vegan ones, so I'm living <3 /// Yeah Limitless was underwhelming, there's a song called Diamond that's nicer, not really my thing, but Hwa and Yunho sound so good! Though I prefer them on a different song called Diamond 😅❤

chessyslay 😭😭😭 i looked the restaurants up and omg they all look so good 😭😭😭 ANON SEND SOME HERE PLEASE JFVWKCHKC u know what forget limitless, dimaond. THIS. HWA SINGING ANGEL BABY PLS 😭😭

I just want Ateez to stop releasing unnecessary songs and focus on a full album. Also not another fucking festival and in Qatar of all places..... good for the fans, but 🤡🤡🤡🤡 and Xikers are going too, KQ is really doing everything to attach them to Ateez

I heard Jimin's song so many times, like it's EVERYWHERE and ngl the single is better and a decent club song, but overall... nothing great. Hybe continues to piss me off!!! And the encore he did was... rough. https://twitter.com/jnksoluna/status/1641461317428215813?t=1sChI621kLP7pKFGzYGTzg&s=19 all the fandoms are beating him up 😭

you are correct, want them to create a song with good b-sides, gathering songs that are actually their style + diving into r&b’s, reggaeton, dance pop’s etc,,, i really hope they chose songs by the sound and not bc the sound what their storyline is meant to be,,, ateez doing a song like oasis, body rhythm, tell me what to do— no rap, just everyone singing and vibing, give us a summer album with no empty chorus, a album where we can play the songs on a road trip with a car with no roof and just vibes GIVE IT TO US PLEASE 😭😭😭

NAURR THE ENCORE,, and then they released the edited version? 😭😭😭 what GOES ON PLEASE speaking off solo’s jisoo’s solo! my favourite is the second track; all eyes on me, has a better sound!

I really really need to watch The Glory, but I've heard and seen so many spoilers already, rip. I kinda wanna rewatch S1 of AOS, cause it's my comfort show for sure. Everyone who prefers S2 has the right to do so, but don't try to convince me it was better, just say you were blinded by the angst and fluff 🙄

YOU REALLY REALLY REALLY NEED TO ANON, forget the spoilers anon, pls watch it + han so hee and song hye kyo are starring in a drama together ✊🏻😭 LMFAOOOO IM SEEING A CHANGE ARE U BEGINNING TO PREFER S2 THAN S1 👀

Okay so about YOU, let me spoil you then - I hope it'll sense made - in s4 Joe went to the UK started hanging out with insufferable posh people and "met" a guy named Reese (he was a writer and was running for Mayor of London). Turned out Reese was killing said posh twats and tried to frame Joe, became his stalker, wanted to be killing mates together (the Reese x Joe ship has sailed ajsuajahjsjsja). BUT! Lots of people noticed that during gatherings Joe was the only one who interacted with Reese and like we suspected - that whole thing was only in Joe's head cause he has split personality. So he basically dissociates and doesn't know what's going on. Reese was a real guy that Joe was obsessed with, but they never actually met and Joe was behind all the murders. Now that Joe accepted the truth and still wants to act like a saviour I feel even more icky about s5, he was always awful but his delusional monologues were funny. Now that he has a rich girlfriend and acts like a entrepreneur I'm like 😬😬😬😬🤚🏼

wHAAAAAT

I did not talk to Jin Goo, because we were far away, but the way my hand automatically waved and he was like "🧐😀👋🏻" and then I quickly opened my phone to yell about it. Imagine if I saw Soohyuk or Dohwan or someone else I've been obsessing over 😳 (BTW NEW WOO DO HWAN DRAMA) you'd not hear from me! My friend saw Kim Mingue three times in the past month cause he came to the same cafe as her

AWWWW THATS CUTE 😭😭😭 do not speak about dohwan. i had it away and the name triggered tempted era dohwan and i just rawred pls 😭 NEW DOHWAN DRAMA AND I AM AVOIDING EVERY FUCKING SPOILER AND THEN I RECENTLY SAW THIS AND FBWMFBWKHEKQHDKAJDKAHDAK

AND THIS 😩😩 all i see is older hwa

TAEMIN HAS A NEW CAT AND THE NAME IS DAENGDAENGIE??? 😭😭😭😭😭

DAENGDAENGIE IS SO FUCKING CUTE BUT WHAT ABOUT OUR KOONGIE 😭😭😭 AND TAEMIN IS HOME TODAY???????? PLS FHAKDJWK

Have some Seonghwas cause I haven't been up to date with Ateez, but I checked Twitter and HEEEEEEEE ❤❤❤❤ //// We got married https://twitter.com/atinyteez009/status/1640781842432540672?t=HQ0JasZbdnZcSrh0mwBmNA&s=19

HEY HEY HEY WHERE IS MY INVITE WHAT THE HELL

???? https://twitter.com/pingkiisaya/status/1641038527386222592?t=rf-qy29H31VIoB01MGPdHw&s=19 //// https://twitter.com/nobodylikehwa/status/1641041663593267201?t=yV4NaNP93oObBmWvGmQ-Rw&s=19

them in a law drama would be so hilarious, it’s a NEED 😭😭 jung wooyoung as an attorney aggressively trying to defend hongjoong >>

A photo from our grocery shopping trip, look at all the fruits and veggies! https://twitter.com/1024updates/status/1642163312803856387?t=XFmBjWVzfQPUPet2Eyw2eA&s=19 /// Seriously https://twitter.com/hwalilac/status/1642036025848655873?t=xSExNqS6vK1kchQpLdQabw&s=19 the bandaged one??!??!

THE BANDAGED ONE DO NOT EVEN TALK ABOUT THAT FVWNFJWKFHWK DID A LOUD GASP WHEN THEY RELEASED THAT

Idk if you've ever seen this video, but it's back on my TL and I love it so much https://twitter.com/BaiduZTAOBar/status/1333451431072784385?t=ynrmLwWHNpo3rrwvr-FJ6g&s=19

I HAVE AND EVERY TIME I SEE THIS IT MAKES ME SCREAM HES SO FUNNY AND REAL AND DOES NOT GIVE A SHIT TAO WHO HURT U 😭😭

And Taeyong baby pls someone free him https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1641077265261035522?t=0Ychhd11werberr33t48EQ&s=19 /// 😭😭😭https://twitter.com/taeyeweon/status/1641079835979317248?t=GVOhB_7A1z51tuaVnicypA&s=19

HE’S SO FUNNY PLS THWKDHWKJDMANDKS NCT AT THAT DRINKING SHOW WHEN !!!!!!

BTW HWA'S BIRTHDAY ADS ARE UP WE LOVE TO SEE SEONGHWA EVERYWHERE ❤❤❤❤ I'm about to play spot the Hwa lmao. Today I scared some woman off, because I yelled "WHY IS HE SO BEAUTIFUL" jdjajsjsjajahhaha sorry ma'am, but did I lie??? I hope to see Jonghyun's ones too! Happy Seonghwa day! 🥰 - DV 💖

WAIT PLS WHAT IF YALL RUN INTO HIM AT THE SUBWAY STATIONS KRVWKDHSK LMFAOOOO NAURR ANON 😭😭😭 and jonghyun ones?? 😭😭😭😭 pls take all the photos u see 😭😭

help 😭😭

sm’s kinda popping with these releases lately 👀

??????? 😭😭😭

this actually kinda of insane ngl never expected this ,, and w miss gigi

SHOT UP FROM MY SLEEP BECAUSE I FORGOT TO LINK YHIS AND ITS A MASTERPIECE

[lulu-nightbon]

@alienembers this is late but my (and zhouei's) reactions reading lotus maiden! macaque what the FUCK (echoed by zhouei, with macaque replaced with baba) zhouei giggles uncontrollably at wukong yelling "I SWEAR I WASN'T TRYING TO BE CREEPY!" "i know it says mk but im calling him xiaoxiao and you can't stop me" [off-screen, you can hear mk fucking die. it's too sweet for him to handle] "okay, tang scaring wukong like that is funny. i wish he'd come into the noodle shop so i could actually get to see that, even just once." i initially read "oh fuck" as "oh fuck off", oops "your what now" WUKONG HONEY NO PLEASE XD "i mean, you'd be a pretty badass princess" MK THAT'S THE MOST VALIDATION I HAVE EVER GOTTEN STOP NO WHY zhouei laughs uncontrollably at mk fighting the urge to dry heave as red son proposes ("i can't- im sorry i can't fucking read this-" proceeds to laugh harder) "im glad to see he's still the same red son we all know and love" red son, who was watching this at home, fucking dies zhouei adds in tang humming when he lowers his chopsticks cuz HE FUCKING WOULD i was unreasonably distracted by them saying macaque's lantern was paper and not metal "'mainly played the vic'- MAINLY?! THERE WERE OTHER OPTIONS?!" zhouei finds she likes the fic, hope it continues long "oh, baba found me by a moth? that's cute! i guess he's not my baba in this story, though... i really hope it doesn't go the way that moth implies it will" the rest of the crew (off-camera) goes silent at this as they realize what she's talking about i fucking choked on my food when i read "please tell me you're not planning on proposing to mk too" IT WAS JUST TOO FUCKING GOOD. zhouei would shriek with laughter *shocked gasp* "how DARE you call red son a dick! he's a bastard at worst" [off-camera, everyone dies of laughter. red son is with them now, pif and dbk watching from home because dammit little girl you can read]. i may have been a little offended. the first time zhouei reads the name "sweet peach" she bluescreens (it felt... wrong. i wasn't too fond of the name at first) the second time: "sw- STOP CALLING ME THAT" "'coming from the immortal spontaneous man-child' ... yeah i can't argue with that" [off-screen, everyone fucking loses it. zhouei looks slightly concerned at the sound of arguing/fighting] the third time: "STOP. NO, STOP. STOP CALLING ME SWEET PEACH IT'S FUCKING CREEPY" when macaque breaks in for healing, zhouei cries for half an hour before managing to get out an "awe, that's so sweet, i healed baba". macaque, who was on camera trying to comfort zhouei, starts crying because goddammit she's too sweet "oh. of course mk wouldn't know the actual saying." [cue fear from the rest of the crew in the tense moment of silence before zhouei rereads "a who now?" as "a who'sawhat now?" and moves on] zhouei excitedly screaming "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT" as lotus picks up a trash can. jin and yin, who weren't nearby or watching, are suddenly fearing for their lives. zhouei screeches excitedly as the lotus maiden threatens jin and yin, earning some concerned glances pointed at a far more concerned macaque "'tweedle dum and- IT'S TWEEDLE DUM AND TWEEDLE DEE NOT ONLY CAN I NOT TALK YOU MISSED AN ENTIRE FUCKING TWEEDLE JIN AND YIM- JIN AND MOTHERFUCKING YIM- YIM- Y-I-N HOLY FUCK" *video cuts to the next clip after zhouei's mini tantrum over not being able to speak today and the jin and yin slander with a beep and some on-screen text* "jin and yin deserve fucking better, this is slander." jin and yin are, of course, delighted in zhouei defending them. mereeples kept using spew instead of stew- spew is for spitting dammit "what's worth what (referring to not seeing mk being not worth college) should be switched there- were you wordvomiting this chapter are you okay" mk is charmed by zhouei saying his company is worth more than college here's the first half or so, or at least everything before tumblr gave up

[thesuperiorgenshinaddict]

Fandoms/Characters I write for

Just so you know what characters I have a bias for, I'm bolding their name so that just means you have a higher chance of me accepting your request lmao. im rigging it Hazbin Hotel Adam (SFW or N$FW) Alastor (SFW only) Angel Dust (SFW or N$FW) Charlie Morningstar (SFW or N$FW) Vaggie (SFW or N$FW) Husk (SFW or N$FW) Niffty (SFW for now, I might reconsider because she's technically an adult but idk it feels a bit icky) Sir Pentious (SFW or N$FW) Cherri Bomb (SFW or N$FW) Lucifer Morningstar (SFW or N$FW) Lute (SFW or N$FW) Sera (SFW or N$FW) Emily (SFW or N$FW) Rosie (SFW only FOR NOW I'll probably change it once I know her character better yk) Valentino (SFW or N$FW) Vox (SFW or N$FW) Velvette (SFW or N$FW) Carmilla Carmine (SFW or N$FW) Helluva Boss Blitzo (SFW or N$FW) Moxxie (SFW only for now) Millie (SFW or N$FW) Loona (SFW or N$FW) Stolas (SFW or N$FW) Octavia (SFW only) Stella (SFW only and only if she's in character and repeatedly calling everyone a bitch) Fizzarolli (SFW or N$FW) Verosika Mayday (SFW or N$FW) Striker (SFW or N$FW) Chaz (SFW or N$FW) Genshin Impact Arlecchino (SFW or N$FW) Albedo (SFW or N$FW) Alhaitham (SFW or N$FW) Ayaka (SFW or N$FW) Ayato (SFW or N$FW) Baizhu (SFW or N$FW but for N$FW I really want to write him in character and constantly coughing his lungs out) Childe (SFW or N$FW) Chiori (SFW or N$FW) Cyno (SFW or N$FW) Dehya (SFW or N$FW) Diluc (SFW or N$FW) Eula (SFW or N$FW) Furina (SFW only for now) Ganyu (SFW or N$FW) Hu Tao (SFW only for now) Itto (SFW or N$FW) Jean (SFW or N$FW) Kazuha (SFW or N$FW but I'll give you bonus points if I can slander him because I fucking hate him I'm not sorry this dude fills me with rage) Keqing (SFW or N$FW) Klee (SFW only) Kokomi (SFW only for now) Lyney (SFW or N$FW) Mona (SFW only for now) Nahida (SFW only) Navia (SFW or N$FW) Neuvillette (SFW only for now) Nilou (SFW or N$FW) Qiqi (SFW only) Raiden Shogun (SFW or N$FW) Raiden Ei (SFW or N$FW) Shenhe (SFW or N$FW) Tighnari (SFW or N$FW) Traveler (SFW only for now) Venti (SFW or N$FW) Wanderer (SFW or N$FW) Wriothesley (SFW or N$FW) Xianyun (SFW only for now) Xiao (SFW or N$FW) Yae Miko (SFW or N$FW) Yelan (SFW or N$FW) Yoimiya (SFW only for now) Zhongli (SFW or N$FW) Amber (SFW only idk abt the age) Barbara (SFW only) Beidou (SFW or N$FW) Bennett (SFW only) Candace (SFW only for now) Charlotte (SFW cuz idk) Chevruese (SFW or N$FW) Chongyun (SFW only) Collei (SFW only) Diona (SFW only) Dori (SFW only) Faruzan (SFW only for now) Fischl (SFW only) Freminet (SFW only) Gaming (SFW only for now) Gorou (SFW or N$FW) Heizou (SFW or N$FW) Kaeya (SFW or N$FW) Kaveh (SFW or N$FW) Kirara (SFW only) Kuki (SFW or N$FW) Layla (SFW only) Lisa (SFW or N$FW) Lynette (SFW only) Mika (only if I'm laughing at his nerd ahh) Ningguang (SFW or N$FW) Noelle (SFW only idk) Razor (SFW only) Rosaria (SFW or N$FW) Sara (SFW or N$FW) Sayu (SFW only) Sucrose (SFW only) Thoma (SFW or N$FW) Xiangling (SFW only) Xingqiu (SFW only) Xinyan (SFW or N$FW) Yanfei (SFW or N$FW) Yaoyao (SFW only) Yun Jin (SFW only) CLICK HERE FOR PART TWO

[craftercat]

Who are your favourite female regents of Ancient China throughout the eras you know? Could you explain why and order them in accordance to your favourites? Sorry if this is being demanding.

My ranking of powerful empresses in the era I know (I'm expanding it to empresses who had political relevance)

Wu Zetian (Tang/Zhou), if we'll allow female emperors. Self-explanatory. She wasn't exactly a nice person, but god was her life epic.

Empress Dowager Feng (Northern Wei) - She created the equal field system which lasted into the Tang dynasty, encouraged the sinicisation reforms, and she basically shaped the cultural and economic policies of the Sui and Tang dynasty.

Empress Dugu Qieluo (Sui) - I think her political contributions were mostly positive. She did promote Yang Guang as crown prince, but I've already explained he did seem like a better option.

Empress Zhangsun (Tang) - I like her for her strength of character, giving honest advice to Li Shimin and helping with the Xuanwu Gate Incident.

Empress Liu E (Han Zhao) - Basically an early version of Empress Zhangsun.

Empress Lou Zhaojun (Northern Qi) - She seems to have tried her best to balance the conflict within her family, and she was able to advise Gao Huan.

Empress Dowager Luo (Cheng Han) - Fighting in battle kind of automatically puts you high on this list.

Empress Duan Yuanfei (Later Yan) - She had the intelligence to realise Murong Bao was not that good. However besides that she didn't do much.

Empress Liu (Shi Le's wife): She helped in military decisions and tried to plot against Shi Hu.

Princess Qi (Dai) - Ultimately we know nothing of her actual rule, only her scheming to get there, but the 女国 thing is cool.

Empress Liu Jingyan (Chen) - She ruled as regent for a short time for Chen Shubao. Given how incompetent Chen Shubao turned out to be, she was probably better than him.

Empress Chu Suanzi (Jin) - I've already explained her regencies. She did promote some decent officials, but her lack of action against Huan Wen puts her down.

Empress Zheng Yingtao (Later Zhao) - She didn't do much as empress dowager besides not wanting Ran Min to be killed.

Empress Liu (Later Zhao, Shi Hu's wife) - She did become regent but she was killed very quickly.

Empress Lu Huinan (Liu Song) - Like the ones mentioned above, she didn't do much politically. Also she might have been having an affair with her own son.

Empress Fu Xunying (Later Yan) - She didn't do much politically, but the extent to which Murong Xi favoured her is quite frankly completely ridiculous.

Empress Kezuhun (Former Yan) - She was corrupt and Former Yan declined during her reign. Empress Kezuhun's poor rule was a major factor in Fu Jian's conquest of Former Yan.

Empress Hu (Northern Wei) - I've already explained her in a separate post, but she wasn't competent.

Empress Jia Nanfeng (Jin) - She is described as having a terrible moral character, even if it's partly slander, and her political regime was unstable.

[stormblessed95]

Jikookers are living in the past. Everything you say about jikook is old, their relationship, their moments that you call "loud". These 3 months showed that Jungkook is closer to Taehyung than Jimin. Jungkook was forced by Jimin to go on vlive during Jimin bday but he chose to post a photo of Tae for Tae's bday. This is the difference. He chose to post a taekook selfie on his ig and not a jikook photo. If Jimin is Jk's boyfriend well...I'm sorry for him because it seems that Jungkook is ashamed of him. I wonder what kind of relationship you like if you support the fact Jungkook can't post Jimin face online because he hates to be associated with him. (And don't talk about concerts where they have to perform together). You should think about it. Why Jungkook doesn't like to post Jimin (the last photo of him was posted years ago...) but he can post other members like Jin and Tae. You know the answer but I'm sure you will delete this ask because the truth hurts.

Vmin doesn't exist. Tae made it clear that Jimin is only a member for him. Jungkook is his favorite person. "Members and Jungkook" means everything. Basically Tae ended vmin and jikook at the same time

Oh damn anon. I'm so sorry, you must have missed my announcement last week where I admitted that Tae and JK are actually married. The insta posts are what convinced me 🥰 thanks for your concern though! I'll link that post for you because I posted a ton of super cute taekook photos there too! You should save them, since it's all moments that ACTUALLY happened!! As well I link to ANOTHER post on that one that I think would be good for you as well. It's all about how distant Jikook were in 2021 🥰 happy reading!

My dear anon(s), you seem to forget that if nothing else, and above all else, the maknae line are friends. And they all love each other. None of them are forced to interact or not interact with each other.

Not to mention, in the last 3 months, we got the vminkook vlive, and if you took anything away from that other than how much they all love each other, you are not paying enough attention and should listen more to what they actually say, do and tell you

As well as during that vlive we were told that JK goes and seeks out Jimin at least 3 times a day collecting stamps. And when Tae went to go to Jimins room, he almost thought it was JKs since he answered the door. Aka, both taekook when they are feeling bored and lonely seek out.... Jimin and go to Jimins room to spend time with him, because they love and adore him

As well as in the past 3 months we had Jikook looking sweetly at each other on the beach in LA where we can assume Tae took their photo since he was the other one there and wasn't in this photo like he was in a different one. Where it also looks like before this, they were sitting together in the sand shoulder to shoulder. As well as all the other things they went and did in LA together too. Fans constantly spotted them out together with other members, but they 2 of them? Always together.

Or the fun they had together during ITS, the giant smiles.

And yes, JK is clearly ashamed. When he spends such a large chunk of time hyping Jimin up or complimenting him or talking about how he looks up to him or that they are lucky to have him. Such as telling him he is the king of run bts

And let's not forget also during that vminkook vlive we had Tae asking Jimin not to leave and to stay through the end. And we also had Tae telling Jimin that he is his role model.

Or literally how we started 2021 off with Tae telling Jimin how much he likes him over and over, as well as saying he likes Jimin THE MOST. And ended 2021 with Jimin calling Taehyung "my love." Lol and you are here trying to slander how much they mean to each other?

And I mean, say whatever you want and think whatever you want about those Instagram/Twitter posts. They literally called each other "bro" and left off the "my love" and have been so sweet together. You should be happy that they have been clearly strengthening their bond together! But don't misunderstand that for something it isn't, unless you are also going to say jinkook, namgi, minimoni, and vmin are also real for posting each other on their instas. And I hope you never post photos with your friends online, someone might thing you are dating each other by mistake. Lol plus, they've been pretty clear that they love each other alot, but not in a romantic sense of the word. "Punching bag" "best friend who is like a brother" "just a bts member to me" "thought of him like a real brother."

I don't care if you think any of these duos is "real" or not. But it's anti behavior to call any of them "fake." Not to mention, your whole post gives me the same vibes as this person's Twitter comments with the types of moments you dismiss and/or then hype up as loud. Only as long as it benefits whatever story you believe to be true? Right?

And I really wish you would have glanced through my masterlist before sending this, I have a post linked there that literally says "TO TKKRS" (hint, that's you). Here, I'll link it here for you though!

On the OFF chance that you actually don't have your head shoved so far up your ass it's impossible to dislodge, I invite you to actually click on all these links. I invite you to go through my masterlist for other moments too, past and present. I encourage you to get off shipper timelines and watch content and listen to your idols for exactly what it is. It's not even just about maknae line at this point, I just think it will blow your mind at how much you are missing out on.

Post over getting off shipping timelines so that you don't misunderstand things by not getting the full context of clips being posted:

Taekook love the HELL out of Jimin. That's their baby, they are his baby. Either way you wanna have it, it works. They LOVE HIM. And anyone who says anything different doesn't understand or know who they are "supporting." Seriously, they LOVE that man more than anyone.

They love Jimin so much, they practically made Jimin their muse. The Love is so strong between those 3.

Oh and this post was about the whole butter promo photo, but it also fits with everything I could have said about your JK was forced forced to go to Jimins vlive comment too

Look, Im just going to stop now. Because I seriously doubt you are going to click on ANYTHING I have linked for you here. (Come back if you want and tell me i was wrong if you did actually click on these links and stuck around to Learn a little something, please 😊 ). Where is that tweet when I need it? The one that said "Taekook would light you on fire just to keep Jimin warm?" Lol that would have been the perfect tweet to have at the end of this post! Anyway, vminkook love each other dearly and you are an idiot if you think otherwise 🥰 Have the day you deserve anon!!

[pharahsgf]

SORRY TO DRAG THIS OUT LMAO but another thing i hate about the concept of wwx ~belonging~ to lp is thr implication that jc and wwx being together would just fix everything and the 'yunmeng twin heroes' could have solved it all if wwx just trusted and stayed with jc instead of betraying him by leaving. i mean how is it possible to misunderstand the text this much

OH IT IS HATEFULLL

like wei wuxian left specifically BECAUSE jiang cheng refused to fix anything and wanted to let jin guangshan murder everyone 😭😭😭 if he'd stayed and played nice the wens would be dead and wei wuxian would probably get slandered to death by the jins anyway 😭😭😭 and in the end wei wuxian finds happiness not with or because of jiang cheng but in SPITE of him! jiang cheng is a villain! antagonist! post-ss he does nothing but be an insufferable centrist roadblock in the way of everything wei wuxian tries to accomplish and wei wuxian clearly has no desire to ever return to him!!!!

[yoonpobs]

Omg requests are open AAAHHH

may i request an oblivious oc and tsundere yoongi who likes holding oc's hands and idk like maybe oc thinks it's bc his hands are cold and his friends make fun of him and oc only realizes yoongi likes her when they spill his secret

as a yoongi stan, this is my guilty pleasure and this absolutely KILLED ME ily for asking this 🤣and double update today???? who am I????? 

hope you enjoy this v fluffy and v yoongi piece <3

pairing: tsundere!yoongi x oblivious&clumsy!oc

genre: FLUFFFFFFFFFFFFF

warnings: lots of squealing into ur pillow moments. taehyung, jimin & jin being the saviours tbh

words: 3, 136

Yoongi is staring at you like you spilt milk over his favourite pair of sneakers and you have no idea what to make of it.

“Uh …” You drag, blinking up at him with wide eyes when all he does is level you with a blank stare.

You can hear the distinct chatter of your friends in the background, likely already having their go skating around the rink. They always left you and Yoongi alone, for whatever reason it may be. But you weren’t complaining, you wanted to give him your gift in private!

But when Yoongi only stares at the mass of knit in your palms as you hold it out to him, you can only feel your ears flush an embarrassing shade of red at the subtle gesture of rejection. 

Yoongi was by no means a malicious person, but he was very clear-cut. He was straightforward and it was definitely one of his qualities that you admired the most about him. His ability to mitigate any situation, or look at things objectively was something that you struggled with for the most part of your life. Which is why some people would mistake him for cold or uncaring, but you knew better. 

“Do you … do you not like it?” You ask meekly, eyes darting everywhere but his as they continue to stare you down.

Yoongi doesn’t say a word. Instead, he grabs your hands with his larger palm where your gift lays and observes it, scrutinises it as if he’s there to pick apart any stray strand of yarn. His hand, despite his exterior, is soft and gentle when he holds you; and your brain short-circuits for a good five seconds when he traces a thumb over your knuckles.

“It’s cute.” He shrugs.

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion. Your eyes dart down to your hands and somehow you find them in a familiar position. His fingers intertwined with yours and his palm engulfing yours entirely.

“T-Then why don’t you—” You try to pull away, making an effort to dangle your hand-woven mittens in front of him in hopes of attracting his appeal towards it.

But he doesn’t even bat an eye, just sighs and squeezes your hand tighter.

“I’m holding your hand.” He says pointedly, shooting you a serious stare.

You stutter for a response, and despite the chill in the air you hope he can allude to the redness of your cheeks a result of the wind that blows past you and not the flustered state you find yourself in when he tugs your body closer to his.

You suppose you found a bad spot to give him the mittens because you nearly stumble into his chest at how wobbly you are on skates. You planned his gift for weeks, fully aware that your group of friends was intending on coming to ice-skate. 

“I’m really bad at ice-skating. I’ll just slow you down.” You huff with a frown, still attempting to tug your hand away.

Yoongi rolls his eyes, “I literally don’t care.”

You gape at his bluntness and scowl when he only offers you a lazy smirk. His hand is still tightly wrapped around your own, and you sigh, knowing that it was hopeless to fight against Yoongi when he was far stronger than you were.

“I can skate with Tae or something, he and I are pretty much—“

“No.” Yoongi blinks.

You splutter, “E-Excuse—?”

He snatches the mittens from your other hand and shoves them into his pocket. The action is so quick that you can barely register the way Yoongi is tugging your forehead as you flounder on your feet, already feeling unstable at the way the ice is set on making you fall.

But Yoongi is there like he always is, and he rests a gentle palm on your waist and shoots you a rare and soft smile that makes your heart weak.

“I’ll teach you.” He says it like it’s obvious, “Just hold my hand.”

“Yoongi, I really don’t think—” You weakly protest when he pulls you closer until you’re nestled comfortably by his side, his face set forward as he blatantly ignores you.

“Stop being so stubborn and hold on tight.” He scolds, squeezing your hand when he feels your fingers loosen its grip.

You pout, your other hand patting your cheek in hopes of easing the burning of your cheeks.

.

Lest to say, you are horrid at ice-skating and you wished you stayed home.

Your two left feet was probably the least interesting thing about you, yet it was the one thing that left a lasting impression on the people you’ve met. Whether it be because you tripped up a flight of stairs as you rushed to your next lecture, or if you accidentally torpedoed into a bush while you were attempting to penny

“How are you even real?” He huffs, fingers intertwined tightly with your own. You’re grateful he has a lethal grip on you because you don’t think you’re ready to be doused in ice, even if it was at your own accord.

“I’m sorry!” You whine, hand still clasped with his.

Yoongi doesn’t let go, even if you’re stable on your feet. He never does. He only holds your hand tighter, grumbling something about your clumsiness as he uses his spare hand to adjust the strap of his bag over his shoulders. When he shoots you a look, you feel very much like a scolded child as you pout up at his narrowed eyes.

“What would you do if I wasn’t holding your hand, huh?” He laments, eyes rolling while he tugs you towards the direction of your friends who have somehow all gathered at the corner of the rink.

You stare at your feet, tittering to keep up with his long strides as he keeps the hold on your hand firm. 

“Look, I don’t ask to be swept away—!” You retort petulantly, but Yoongi completely ignores you as he squeezes your hand in response, right as he stops in front of your friends.

You’re still sulking when Yoongi doesn’t let go, shooting you a look that has you pursing your lips shut. 

“Lovely for the two of you to join us,” Jimin snorts.

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, but you miss the lethal glare he shoots at your mutual friend.

“I’m sorry that my skating skills can’t keep up with you,” You huff.

You see Jin’s eyes dart down to your intertwined hands, before looking up; a knowing smirk on his face that you can’t decipher.

“Seems like Yoongi has it all settled.” He snickers, nudging Jimin by the side.

You can feel Yoongi roll his eyes next to you, even if you pout at Jin’s words.

“At this rate, I think you’re basically joined by the hands,” Jimin says smugly.

You blink.

“She’ll fall,” Yoongi says blankly.

“Look, I said I’d skate with Tae but he’s so adamant!” You cry.

Yoongi shoots you a dry glare, before briefly releasing your hand. You splutter for a second, surprised at the sudden coldness that engulfs your grip and the emptiness that you feel when he no longer has his fingers intertwined with your own.

“What—?” You furrow your brows but Yoongi pats you on the hand to ease your confusion.

“I’m getting you hot chocolate. Your hands are freezing.” He murmurs, and to prove his point; he grabs your fingers and rubs soothing circles on your knuckles to provide you with any warmth he could.

If your hands weren’t warm, then your cheeks definitely were. You couldn’t hold eye contact with Yoongi because he was staring at you so intently that you may have been the one to melt into a puddle on the ice.

“But the mittens—!” You call, but he’s already skating away to the confectionary stand where they sell hot chocolate.

You sigh, dejected as you frown. Did he really hate the mittens that much?

“You are so stupid.” Jin gawks at you with a shake of his head.

You turn your head so fast that you nearly fall over, but Jimin’s grip on your wrist prevents you from doing so.

“And clumsy, God, no wonder hyung won’t let you go.” He scolds.

You frown, “Hey! What the hell is up with the slander?” You whine.

Taehyung stumbles into the conversation, quite literally almost smashing his body against the divider but he manages to balance himself by gripping the hell out of Jin’s shoulders.

“You deserve it,” He sticks his tongue out as you gape at him.

“What?! Why?” You hiss, “You literally just entered the conversation!”

Taehyung rolls his eyes, “And I’ve had to see you and hyung doddle around each other for ages so spare me the fucking brain cells because clearly, you need it more than I do.”

“What—?” You splutter.

“You are literally the densest person on this planet.” Jin blinks.

“What are you guys even talking about?” You cry.

Jimin shoots you a dry look, willing the God’s above to give you a semblance of rationality or logic to put two and two together.

“The hand-holding? The constant going out of his way to do things for you? The fact that you’re the only person he’ll ever smile at even if you do the dumbest shit ever?” Taehyung exasperates.

You blink.

“It’s winter and his fingers get really cold—!”

Jin groans, tugging at his hair in frustration.

“No, you idiot! Yoongi literally doesn’t get cold. He’s the human equivalent of a furnace! He literally doesn’t give a shit if he freezes to death. The only reason why he ever holds your hand is that he wants to!” He yells, grabbing you by the shoulder as he shakes your body while you stare up at him with wide eyes.

Does that mean—?

“He hates the mittens?” You cry, face crumbling.

You see Taehyung, Jimin and Jin’s face fall as they all share a look of disbelief.

“I’m sorry but I have no way to defend you.” Jimin blinks.

“I just wanted to do something nice for him! He’s always taking care of me and I thought knitting him a pair of mittens would help with the cold …” You mumble, eyes darting down to your feet as your voice trails off into a whisper.

“Okay, I know I promised hyung I wouldn’t say anything until she figured it out herself but I can’t take it anymore.” Taehyung seethes to the other boys.

Your eyes dart up, furrowing in confusion as Jimin and Jin’s eyes widen at Taehyung’s statement.

“Figured what—?”

“Dude, Yoongi is going to kill you,” Jin warns.

Taehyung scoffs, “Like I give a shit. I’m losing brain cells listening to her speak so this is an act of self-preservation. He’s going to thank me and so are you.”

“What are you—?” You huff.

“Yoongi likes you!” He exasperates, throwing his hands into his air.

The silence is overwhelming, as the four of you simply blink at each other. Your brain is processing his words, but it doesn’t really make sense. You’re confused as you attempt to deduce the meaning behind it until you come to a conclusion—

You look over at Jimin, “Are the two of you—?”

Jimin wants to scream.

“No, oh my God! Yoongi likes you! You!” He shakes you so hard that your head spins, “He likes you so much it’s disgusting and cute so you better do something about it and not accustom us to this torture anymore, okay?!”

Before you can say anything else, you feel a gentle hand on your shoulder. You blink up, and you see Yoongi offering you a cup of hot chocolate, eyeing the rest of the boys weirdly as they stand there with tightened expressions.

“Here you go,” He says softly, helping you blow onto the steaming cup before gently placing it into your hand.

It warms you up immediately, and you only then managed to piece together what Taehyung and Jimin just told you. The realisation dawns upon you as a scandalised expression makes its way onto your face. Yoongi raises an eyebrow, observing the odd behaviour of the four of you as the three boys ignore his pointed gaze.

“L-Let’s go take a seat,” You stutter, pushing on his chest with your free hand as you attempt to skate away from the wandering eyes. The pressure was too much.

“Hey, hold on, you’ll fall.” He gently chides, doing what comes as second nature to him as he grabs your other hand, giving you a squeeze of reassurance.

As the two of you skate away, you miss the sighs that leave the three boys’ lips.

“So, is there a reason why you tried to skate away like you were an Olympian?” Yoongi asks when the two of you managed to settle down in a small bench outside of the rink, tucked a decent distance away.

You look down at your palms, squeezing around the hot chocolate as you pay attention to the steam that escapes the surface.

The words from Jimin was essentially still haunting you, and you wondered if this was some sick joke of his to get back at you for mixing up his toothpaste with his shampoo a few months back. You sulk because this was a really mean joke and your feelings were about to get really hurt if he was lying to you.

“Hey,” Yoongi murmurs, hand reaching out to tilt your chin up to look at him. His stare is so intense that you find yourself cowering away, cheeks red and embarrassed. “Look at me.”

You can’t.

“I-I … there’s nothing wrong!” You squeak, eyes travelling and landing on different people that wasn’t Yoongi. Anyone that wouldn’t cause your insides to melt with just his gaze alone.

Yoongi purses his lips in disapproval, sighing before he sets his hot chocolate by the table next to the bench and turns to face you. You knew that you had no place to run, especially when Yoongi essentially traps you with his eyes, observing your every move.

“You’re shaking.” He points out.

And only then do you realise that you were shaking, and your hands were basically vibrating with the hot chocolate. You cursed at yourself, and the cold.

“I-I’m cold.” You chatter.

Yoongi frowns, reaching out his hand to immediately grab your own to warm them up. But when you spot his hands, you squeak, immediately retracting them as if he was about to bite them off. 

You realise how it looks, and you notice the slight drop in Yoongi’s expression when you reacted the way you did.

“Are you—?” He begins to ask, slow and tentative.

“Not my hands!” You blurt out.

Yoongi pauses for a second before he relaxes his posture and raises a brow at you in questioning.

“Okay …?” He drags, “Where are you cold? Do you need my jacket?” He asks.

You curse at yourself because you didn’t know how to get yourself out of this situation. Especially now that Yoongi was patiently waiting for your response. Your thighs were essentially brushed up against each other, and his body was leaned over ever so slightly that you catch every strand of eyelashes on his eyes.

You were so weak.

“N-No, I … you can keep your jacket.” You stutter, shaking your head as you pat his puffer down when he goes to shrug it off.

Yoongi’s frown deepens, “Well, can you tell me where so I can help—?”

“My lips!” You declare, voice high pitched and loud enough that it attracts a few stares from bystanders.

Yoongi just stares at you, and you’re mortified when you realise what you said, but you can’t seem to stop now that you’ve already dug a hole for yourself.

“My … lips … they’re ... cold,” You clear your throat, blinking up at him with a false sense of determination in hopes of shielding the way your face is undoubtedly on fire right now.

“Your lips … are cold?” He articulates each world tentatively as he observes your face for any reaction.

You nod.

“Yeah. Cold.” You say.

Oh my God, shut up!

Before you can even run away, and it’s as if Yoongi expects you to flee, he pins your hands down with his own and draws closer to your face so quickly that you can barely even catch his next move.

And kisses you.

Smack on the lips.

He pulls away too fast for your liking, and you’re gaping at him like a fish out of the water when you realise what he did.

“You—” You croak, pointing a finger at him.

But Yoongi leans in once more, pressing a firmer kiss to your lips, one that sends your brain into overdrive as you feel yourself melt into his hold. If you were cold, you definitely weren’t anymore. Not when Yoongi is pressed against you like a warm lover by the fireplace.

He pulls away first, again, and you notice the tip of his ears turning red before he offers you that charming smile of his.

“Took you long enough,” He sighs, reaching out to cradle your jaw in his palm. And only then do you realise that Jimin was right, his hand is warm.

“W-What?”

He rolls his eyes fondly, ignoring the way you stare up at him with confused and wide eyes; likely still absorbing what just happened.

“Just hold my hand,” He tuts, reaching in between the both of you to intertwine your fingers together once more as he rests your combined hands on his lap.

“Does this mean …?” You ask shyly, head ducking away from his eyes.

He smiles at you, and you notice that it’s the same look he’s always had whenever he speaks to you.

He brings the back of your hand to his lips and presses a gentle peck to it, causing heat to rise to your cheeks all over again.

“You warm now, cutie?” He murmurs.

You melt, “Oh my God! Don’t—just—I’m literally going to die!” You whine, shoving your face into his puffer as you scream at his suaveness.

He chuckles, low and deep as he unlocks your hands to wrap an arm around your body, tugging you closer until you’re practically glued to his hip like a koala.

“Don’t die on me now,” He sighs, “Just got you to myself.”

“I hate you so much.” Your complaint is muffled into his puffer, but you can feel his grin on the top of your forehead when he presses a warm kiss to it.

“That’s disappointing. I like you very much,” He returns.

You blush, but you don’t push him away when he laughs into your hair, the sound making you melt further into his arms.

You liked him, too.