#taejin run

[veeparkersstuff]

I wanna trust me (trust me)

The way that you trust me (trust me)

Ooh, 'cause nobody ever loved me like you do

I'd love to see me from your point of view

💿BTS as Ariana Grande's songs according to ChatGPT💿

(Like or reblog, don't repost pls!💚)

[purploozi]

Love at First Sight | Choi Seung Cheol

Pairing: Seungcheol x fem!Reader (reader is a pediatric doctor)

Genre: fluff

Warning: hospital environment (and let me know if there's anything else)

This is the second part of my "Love at First Sight" story with Seungcheol, it can be read independently since the story is just starting. But! Here is the first part~🍒

In the days that followed, Seungcheol grew restless. He knew she was out there—he could hear her soft voice as she passed by his door, so close...but at the same time, out of reach. He wanted to see her. But for now, he could only imagine—the way she walked through the hallways, that gentle smile lighting up her face. Would she smile at him like that again? Suddenly, the door swung open, pulling him from his thoughts. The doctor stepped inside. “We’re going to try getting you into a wheelchair today. Your knee seems to be healing well. Think you can manage it?”. Seungcheol’s eyes lit up with the idea of getting on a wheelchair—he was going to see her!

An hour later he wheeled himself through the hospital corridors, the scent of antiseptic lingering in the air. His gaze flicked from one passerby to another, searching. Just a glimpse of her—that's all he needed. Then, laughter rang out, light and melodic, cutting through the sterile hush of the hallway. There she was—walking down the hallway with a small kid holding her hand. Seungcheol froze, his hands tightening on the wheels of his chair. Those eyes—so full of warmth and care. That laugh—so light and joyful. And that smile—so gentle and welcoming…would it welcome him too?

The kid’s eyes flickered with recognition. He froze mid-step, tugging Y/N to a stop. Then, as if unable to contain his excitement, he spun toward Seungcheol and shouted “S.Coups!”. Hearing his stage name snapped Seungcheol out of his trance. He turned his attention to the kid who was now running towards him with Y/N following close behind “Taejin! Don't run!” but the kid ignored the warning and didn't stop until he was in front of Seungcheol. “You’re S.Coups, right?” the kid blurted out, eyes wide with excitement. Seungcheol blinked, caught off guard. The kid’s gaze shimmered with pure admiration. A smile tugged at Seungcheol’s lips “Yeah, but it's a secret, okay?” and then he pressed a finger to his lips. The kid gasped dramatically and clamped his little hands over his mouth and nodded so hard it looked like his head might fall off.

“Taejin!” Y/N chided gently “Inside voices, remember? People are trying to rest”. She crouched beside the kid, taking his hand before looking up at Seungcheol. “Sorry about that…I have no idea what he was so excited about” and quickly Taejin told her that it was a secret, making the idol laugh. “It's fine kid. The doctor can know” and that was all the permission Taejin needed. He launched into a nonstop rant about Seventeen and S.Coups, his words tumbling out faster than his breath could keep up. Y/N chuckled, letting him ramble, while Seungcheol leaned back in his wheelchair, amused. Amidst Taejin’s enthusiastic chatter, Seungcheol kept stealing glances at her. She hadn’t said much, but something about the way she listened to the little kid so intently, giving him all the attention in the world, made him want to prolong the moment, just to be with her a little longer. Warmth settled over him, was this what falling in love felt like? He couldn’t help but wonder. Why did he crave her presence so much? Why was he so calm now that she was in front of him? He didn’t have the answers. But for the first time in years, he wasn’t desperate to escape. He was desperate to stay.

Days blurred into weeks. Every afternoon, Taejin would tug Y/N toward him, eager for another round of questions and rant about Seventeen. Before Seungcheol knew it, meeting them in the cafeteria of the hospital to eat a slice of cherry cake, which was Taejin’s favorite, had become part of his day, and faster than he expected a month passed. Seeing her daily brought Seungcheol joy—day by day he fell harder. It made no sense…why did she quiet the storm in his chest? He didn't know. He only knew one thing…that he couldn't let her go. But then he received the news—he was being discharged from the hospital.

I went a little bit more out there with the second part. Hope everyone likes it! Let me know if I should keep writing this story or if I should just move on to something else~💜

Part three of this story~🍒

[yerenicq]

KIMI WA YOTSUBA NO CLOVER!READER DRABBLE

yotsuha!reader w seongji… if anyones not familiar w kimi wa yotsuba no clover, it’s about a girl who travelled back thru time to save her childhood friend!! I do recommend it for anyone who likes revenge and childhood friends to lovers trope and especially fluff/comfort.

but back on topic! yotsuha!reader who travelled back in time to save seongji, their childhood friend who they grew distant with due to them moving away from cheonliang, who found out about seongji's death the day they returned back to that god awful town and seeing seongji's portrait with another girl hung up in memorial.

yotsuha!reader who hates themselves for not returning earlier, for not being there for seongji and hates the world for damning seongji to such a fate. yotsuha!reader who one day receives a package containing a watch that lets them travel back in time by turning the crown back and uses it to travel back in time a week before they returned to cheonliang.

yotsuha!reader who after running up the mountains to rush into seongji’s arms, makes it their life mission to get rid of everything that would bring harm to seongji, starting from the damned cult that should’ve died off a long time ago. they would do everything in their power to scheme, to lie and cheat their way to the cult’s destruction. yotsuha!reader, who after experiences the timeline where seongji walks into the ocean once again, turns back time to kill taejin cheon too.

you, who had protected the cheonliang fam for seongji’s sake, begin to love them too. who expanded your life from just loving seongji to loving the ragtag group of teenagers who call themselves the cheonliang fam.

i forgot to post this like a long time ago im gonna SOB

[wingzie]

The Spirit of Army (In London)

Ten years ago I went to London for my first ever solo trip to attend the MCM Comic Con convention. In a poetic twist of fate, last weekend I went to London for my most recent solo trip. This included seeing the Christmas lights, something which I have always wanted to do. I also saw Benjamin Button at the theatre and attended two BTS events. In between all of this, there were also some very nice surprises!

Due to Storm Darragh, I was very delayed with my arrival into London. Thankfully I made it though and I quickly made my way to The Excel, where my hotel was. This was close to where I stayed in 2014, but thankfully transport links have improved a lot since then and it didn’t take me too long to get there. After dropping off my suitcase, I then made my way to the first BTS event for Taejin. Unfortunately I couldn’t stay long, so I just accepted my freebies and left. I had to leave early to get to the cinema, as a kind friend invited me to watch the Namjoon documentary for a second time with her. This was the first surprise of the trip and I was really happy to be able to watch it a second time. I was also in awe with just how amazing the movie looked and sounded there. It was incredible! We all aww’d or laughed at the same time, it was a lovely feeling whilst watching it together as a group.

After the movie, I walked around and admired the beautiful Christmas lights around London and then made it back to the theatre. The musical was incredible and I am still thinking about it two days later. I didn’t get back to my hotel until quite late and instantly fell asleep. I must have been very tired, because I didn’t wake up until nearly 9am the following morning. I got ready, packed and made my way to the second BTS event, which was Christmas Market themed! 

The person running the event and the other staff were lovely, as always and there was an extra *something* in the air that day. I don’t know if it’s because two members are back home or because it’s near to Christmas, but the vibes during this event were fantastic. I had so many fun conversations with the vendors and also other army at the event. I have mentioned before how some events can feel different, and I will remember this event for a really long time. It really made my heart full as I was walking around and talking to other Army. Plus buying lots of items! I was actually surprised how much Jikookery there was for sale there, but it made me really happy. 

On the way back to the station, another friend reached out to me so that we could meet up and she kindly gave me a book for my collection. We had a lovely chat until it was time for my train to leave. Sadly I stood for the entire train journey home, but it didn’t dampen my happiness. During this entire trip I was very lucky to have various friends check in on me or offer advice of where to go. They may have not been with me physically, but they were there with me in spirit and I am forever grateful for that. 

Ten years have passed since my first solo trip. I have changed in myself and my lifestyle has also changed. A lot has happened in those ten years, good and bad, but I am extremely happy where I am today. To live the way I am whilst enjoying BTS and spending time with my army friends. There is something special about it that I don’t think others would ever understand. There is a certain connection that flows between us and will continue to do so.

[taechnological]

what is your bangtan wish list for 2025?

here's mine:

ot7 reenacting an old photoshoot

jungkook appearing on run jin

taehyung in a kdrama villain role

namjoon shirtless photoshoot

yoongi with his hair grown out again

a hopemin song

ot7 showing us their post military muscle gain

seokjin with a red undercut

taekook going one full month without being shirtless challenge

next ot7 comeback concept being mermaids/sirens

TAEJIN LIVE

[kathaelipwse]

Carved in Sin | Dokyeom

Masterlist

<<<previous chapter | next chapter>>>

Pairing: Art.student!reader x Mafia.Leader!DK

Trope: Forbidden love

Warnings: Slow Burn | Hidden Identity | Your Muse | Fluff | Flirting

Word Count: 1.0k

Author's Note: Ahh its coming towards the endddd

Chapter 15 – The End of the Triad

One Week Later

The city had been eerily quiet. No more attacks. No more threats. Just an unnerving silence that set everyone on edge. But Seokmin knew better. Silence meant preparation. And he wasn’t going to give the Triad time to strike first.

For the past week, he’d worked methodically, hunting down the last remnants of the organization that had dared to take you from him. Every move had been deliberate—interrogations, ambushes, informants spilling secrets under the weight of a gun barrel pressed to their skulls. And now, he was ready.

Tonight, he would end it.

The Triad’s last stronghold was a heavily fortified private compound on the outskirts of the city. It was their last chance at survival. But Seokmin wasn’t here to give them a chance.

He moved through the darkness like a phantom, his team already in position. Wonwoo’s voice crackled through his earpiece.

“Snipers are set. Perimeter secured. We wait on your go.”

Seokmin didn’t hesitate.

“Move.”

The first explosion shattered the compound’s front gate. Gunfire erupted instantly, but his men had the upper hand. This wasn’t a war—it was an execution. The Triad scrambled, but they had nowhere left to run.

Seokmin weaved through the chaos, taking down enemies with ruthless efficiency. A shot between the eyes. A blade across a throat. No hesitation. No remorse.

When he reached the main building, the last Triad leader—Jung Taejin—stood waiting, his face a mix of fury and desperation.

“You think this ends with me?” Taejin spat, blood running from a cut on his temple. “There will always be someone else to take my place.”

Seokmin leveled his gun at his head.

“Not this time.”

A single gunshot echoed through the compound. Taejin collapsed, lifeless.

The war was over.

The drive back to the city was silent. Seokmin sat in the back of the SUV, his hands still stained with blood. The adrenaline had worn off, leaving behind an exhaustion that clung to his bones.

But he didn’t care.

Because there was only one thing on his mind.

You.

Joshua and Hoshi had already taken you to his penthouse. He had ordered them to keep you safe, to ensure that no one—not even himself—could hurt you again.

Now, as the car pulled up to his building, Seokmin took a slow breath. He had prepared for war. He had prepared for death.

But he hadn’t prepared for this moment.

When he stepped inside, you were already waiting in the living room, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city lights cast a soft glow on your face, but your expression was unreadable.

Seokmin’s steps were slow, calculated. His hands curled into fists at his sides, like he was forcing himself to stay in control.

For a long moment, neither of you spoke.

Then, finally, his voice broke the silence.

“It’s over.”

Your breath hitched.

He took a step closer. “You’re mine now.”

A shiver ran down your spine at the finality in his tone. There was no arrogance, no gloating—just a deep, unwavering certainty.

But then, to your shock, he added, “And you’re free to walk out.”

Your eyes widened. “What?”

Seokmin’s jaw tightened, his dark eyes boring into yours. “If you want to leave, I won’t stop you.” He exhaled sharply, his voice rough. “But if you stay, I won’t let go. No matter what.”

The weight of his words pressed into your chest, heavy and consuming.

For a man like him to offer freedom—it meant everything.

And yet…

He was also offering something far more dangerous.

Himself.

A life at his side. A life tangled in his world, in his darkness, in his undeniable obsession with you.

Your fingers tightened at your sides. “Do you even know what you’re asking?”

His gaze softened—just barely.

“I do.”

He stepped even closer, until you could feel the heat radiating off his body. His voice dropped lower, more raw, more exposed than ever before.

“I know what I want. I know who I want.” His hand lifted, his knuckles grazing your cheek, barely touching but enough to burn. “And I don’t care what it takes—I won’t lose you.”

A sharp inhale escaped you.

Because this was real.

Not a game. Not a temporary obsession.

Seokmin—ruthless, untouchable Seokmin—had given you a choice.

You could walk away.

Or you could step into his world, knowing there was no turning back.

The seconds stretched between you, heavy with unspoken words.

And then—

Your decision.

Seokmin watched your every movement, his breath slow, controlled—but you saw the flicker of fear behind his eyes.

Not fear of war. Not fear of death.

Fear of losing you.

Your lips parted. Your heart pounded.

And then, finally—

You whispered your answer.

...To Be Continued

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Taglist: @lixisoul99

[lookismstuff]

Lookism Theory: On The Deaths of "The Sister" and "The King"

SPOILER ALERT FOR EPS 482-485 AND THE WAILING (2016)

Ep 485 pretty much solidifies PTJ's statements on March 2022 and September 2023 (in vlogs that have since been made private) that the Cheonliang Arc is based on the Korean horror film The Wailing (2016), also known as The Strangers. So I'm going to talk about the deaths of Seongji and The Sister from the film's standpoint.

Based on the film's plot these are the archetypes of both characters.

Seongji The King of Cheonliang is "The Demon in the Cave" and,

The Sister is "The Woman in White" and "The Hanged Woman".

A. The Death of Seongji (The Demon in the Cave)

In The Wailing, the entity in the cave is actually a Japanese demon with a human identity. He used to live in a run-down house in the mountain, before being chased away by angry and scared villagers that he nearly died in a deserted cliff. A character appeared midway through the film (Il Gwang the shaman) because he was invited, and was actually in cahoots with the demon. Towards the end, the demon retreated into a cave and resumed his original appearance as a demon.

So, based on the film's plot...

Seongji was probably ambushed by either the villagers, the Yamazaki henchmen, the Kojima brothers, or perhaps even Charles Choi's or the King of Seoul's men in his cave or in the mountain, assuming that the latter was already an acquaintance of the shaman's (Shinmyong).

The duel that resulted in Seongji's death was probably unfair, because he was chased away from his house, ran away through the woods in the mountain, and was cornered, wounded, and exhausted.

If the King of Seoul was involved, somebody must've invited him to Cheonliang on purpose. This invitation probably came from someone in Shinmyong's circle or from the shaman himself.

If Vin really murdered Seongji, then it was probably an accidental death or a mercy kill. In case the latter actually happened, it probably happened when Seongji was dying alone in a deserted place.

B. The Death of the Sister (The Woman in White and the Hanged Woman)

In the film, a naked woman appeared on a stormy night in front of the town's police station. Then she hanged herself the next day after murdering her family, and nobody saw it. Apparently, when she stood naked she was wandering in the state of possessed after getting in touch with Il Gwang the shaman and the Japanese demon. She was the first victim in the town, and after her a series of other violent murders happened.

Elsewhere, a mysterious unnamed woman in white tried to warn the other characters but was unsuccesful in protecting the town from evil, because they thought that she was an evil spirit. In the end she could only watch as Il Gwang and the demon left together.

Going by this film's plot...

When The Sister appeared during a rainy night at Vin's doorstep, she was actually half-drugged or was in a daze from other causes, and she ran away from trouble.

The reason why The Sister's clothes were disheveled because she either ran away in a daze or was assaulted.

Whatever happened to The Sister must've involved either Shinmyong the Shaman, Taejin, the Kojima brothers, or anyone else closely affiliated with them.

She probably tried to tell what happened to her or another secret but was stopped before she could do anything.

It was her death that sparked the change in Cheonliang, and it probably happened before Seongji died.

The girl was probably found dead early in the morning and nobody actually saw how she died the night before.

[viathecloset]

Taehyung and jungkook's relationship is overlooked by 90% of the fandom solely because they are so controlled by the narrative of the fandom/company that they cannot quite accept that anything outside is even a remote possibility. Ive been more of a quiet observer for years now [my sister's an army since 2015] and I've seen the boys, moreover I know how marketing and kpop works. It's quite evident if u observe close enough of the pattern on how this group of seven guys who genuinely love music is marketed you would understand to what extent you're being brainwashed. Im not talking about this like a conspiracy theorist. It's quite simple and right infront of you. Yall refuse to accept it that's all.

1. There are a certain set of stories that are made to be told by them, over and over again. Even if it disturbs them or they are bored. E.g: 2018 disbandment story, vmin dumpling incident, jikook rain fight/tokyo trip, mind you there are many things that happend between people who lived together for 10+ yrs but if it cuts the flow of events you are made to believe happened you aren't gonna hear from it, ever.

2. Like stories there are dynamics that each pair is supposed to portray Taegi as annoying/annoyed duo, taejin/jikook as flirty HS boyfriends, namseok/taekook the awkward old friends and no matter how much the relationships change or evolve you won't see it cuz again, it won't FIT the narrative that has already been shown.

3. Like relationships there are characteristics that thankfully some members chose to break out of during their solo era: hoseok always being sunshine and loud ( he's quite serious and very dedicated infact ), jungkook being that muscle dude who only knows how to follow his Hyungs ( he's very independent and has a lot of targets he wants to achieve individually, he's very thoughtful and organized) and Taehyung being WEIRD and weak ( he's extremely intelligent and super strong he's strategic and disciplined)

4. This brings us to the whole Taekook narrative, the fact that they've been seen so much during solo era yet people had the audacity to still call them distant and awkward solely cuz it wasn't via company but through Taehyung's ig or jungkook mentioning him in interviews etc. I think it's needless to say they aren't comfortable being touchy and showy on camera for content, hell if they were to shoot everytime Taehyung and jungkook hangout there would he enough CONTENT till 2067. They're supportive of eo and have a very big shared friend circle, when jungkook went missing for almost 2 months we got to know Taehyung was the one he was with.

5. The thing is everyone [ including my own sister ] thinks that Taehyung is being desperate or such whenever he mentions Taehyung cuz a. Yall have actually led jokers run so fucking rampant that everytime the man mentions him actually doing something you're ready to throw him under the bus and call him a liar or such. b. Im not saying jungkook isn't close to anyone else but when he isn't working or shooting content and just wants to be himself the one you saw him most was around Taehyung and yes it matters. In the name of hating shippers yall have not only dissed the quite frankly PRIVATE bond they seem to share but went as far as dissing Taehyung himself cuz of the extreme level of manipulation yall are under.

Ik imma find armys [jikookers ]under this sooner or later calling me names but to be honest I'm sick and tired of yall dissing very real people and their very real human relationships solely based off the content yall are made to believe is 100% candid. Go touch grass, get friends, go date, don't obsess over them for a while then come back and try seeing it from a neutral perspective.

[im4rmy]

14: i'm in charge now

← 吻 →

Jisung gasped, squeezing his eyes shut as a flood of sensations crashed over him. His skin burned, his legs refused to stay still, and Sohyun was pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses along his neck, tracing God-knows-what with her damn tongue. As if that wasn't enough, her hand was under his shirt, exploring, feeling, mapping out the ridges of his muscles. Then she started to move lower, fingers slipping down to the loose waistband of his pants, ready to sneak past his boxers like—

"Wake the fuck up!"

Jisung's eyes flew open. He shot upright in bed like someone had just shoved a gun up his ass. Blinking rapidly, he focused on Chae's unimpressed face. She stood at the edge of his bed, arms crossed tight over her chest.

"Hello, you there?" His best friend looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Uh—uhm, what?"

"It's ten. Mark's waiting."

"O-Okay. Five minutes. I'm up."

Chae gave him a nod before heading out of the room. Jisung exhaled sharply through his nose, running a hand through his hair. It had been almost a week since the bond had fully bloomed the way it was supposed to, and almost a week since he told his soulmate he wanted to wait—just a little—until the wildfire of the sparks settled before... taking the big step. He had seen Sohyun a couple of nights ago after sneaking in through her window, and she had practically devoured him with kisses and... dangerously tempting attention.

And these dreams? He couldn't stand them. Sleeping next to Chae didn't help either—he'd taken more than a few knees to the ribs when she kicked him for moving too much.

With a heavy sigh, he dragged himself out of bed, stretching his back and arms, trying to shake off the lingering charge of his dream. After splashing cold water on his face and pulling on an old hoodie, he made his way to Mark's studio, bouncing on his heels as he went. He knocked before stepping inside.

"I'm here, sorry."

It wasn't often that all of NCT D gathered in the same room, but Jisung wasn't surprised to see every single one of his eight teammates packed into the small space. They had a mission to discuss. A big one.

"You're good, Jisung." Mark reassured him, pushing up from his swivel chair with a sigh. "Alright, guys. Tomorrow's mission isn't going to be easy. You already know the plan, but I need us to go over every single detail—every possible variable. If you have questions, ask them, even if they're stupid. I don't want doubts."

Jaemin raised a hand, waiting for a nod from their Leader before speaking. "Shouldn't we run this by Taeyong and Taejin? Usually—"

"No."

Jaemin flinched at Mark's sharp interruption.

The older boy lifted his chin slightly. "We're not under their protection anymore. I'm in charge now."

No one argued, but Haechan flicked a barely perceptible glance at Jeno, who returned it with equal unease.

Mark spread a map out on his desk, red markings scrawled across different points. He tapped a small circled area.

"Jisung, Chae, and I will enter from here."

← 吻 →

Jisung looked at himself in the mirror for the millionth time and let out a loud sigh. He had to leave soon—he was supposed to meet Sohyun for what was technically... a date? More or less.

His thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Hey, can I come in?"

Jisung sighed out a weary "yeah" and kept staring at his reflection as Renjun walked in, positioning himself in front of the toilet.

Tonight was the night. Jisung wasn't just nervous—he was terrified. The thought of spending the evening alone with Sohyun made his head spin.

"You heading out?" Renjun tied the drawstring of his sweatpants and stepped up beside him in front of the sink.

"Yeah..."

"Wow, you sound really excited," the older boy said, drying his freshly washed hands with obvious sarcasm.

When Jisung didn't reply, Renjun turned to him, puzzled.

"Aren't you meeting Sohyun?"

Jisung sighed for the millionth time. "Yeah. But... ah, forget it," he muttered, deciding to leave the bathroom.

"Wait." Renjun caught him by the wrist, stopping him. "I get it. I know how you feel, you know?"

Jisung looked at him like a lost puppy in the middle of an existential crisis. Renjun chuckled, amused.

"If you're not ready, you don't have to—"

"Of course I'm ready!"

Renjun's lips curled into a teasing smirk. "Sure, i can tell. You're panicking now, but trust me, when you're with her, everything will just... happen naturally."

Jisung nodded, feeling a little more at ease. "Thanks, Hyung."

Renjun nodded back and let him go. Jisung took a deep breath and finally convinced himself to leave. As he made his way downstairs, he waved briefly at Rachel, who was sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal, but she stopped him.

"Hey, tall guy."

Jisung froze just inches from the front door and turned on his heels to look at her.

"Be good tonight, okay? What's the most important thing?"

Jisung nodded. "Respect."

"Good. Have fun." She shot him a wink.

His cheeks warmed slightly as he stepped out of the house, heading straight for his soulmate's place. He wiped his sweaty palms on the oversized flannel he wore over a black sleeveless shirt—the one Sohyun liked so much—but it did little to calm the restless fluttering in his stomach. He had never taken so long to walk there, but he kept having to pause to steady his breathing.

And now, here he was. Right in front of her door, with no way to back out. He rang the doorbell and forced himself to act like a normal person. The door swung open.

"Hi. Sohyun's not ready yet, but honestly, I'd rather not let you in," her father said, leaning against the doorframe with an unimpressed expression.

"That's okay, sir, I'll just—"

"Let him in!" Taeyang's voice rang out from the kitchen—lighthearted but firm.

Junghyun huffed and moved aside just enough to let Jisung through. The boy stepped inside with a small bow.

"Hi, Jisung," Taeyang greeted him with a warm smile. "Sohyun will be down soon. Want some water?"

"Yes, please. Thank you."

At least one of her parents didn't hate him anymore.

"What's the plan for tonight?" Junghyun, however, still having a hard time accepting that his daughter was eternally bonded to that guy.

Jisung swallowed and hesitated for a moment. "Picnic in the park."

"It'll be dark soon."

"Picnic under the stars."

Taeyang walked over and handed Jisung a glass of water. "Honey, stop grilling him."

But Junghyun kept staring at him, scrutinizing. "What are you eating?"

"Whatever Sohyun wants. We'll grab something on the way."

"Hmm. I want her home by—"

"Dads, don't wait up for me tonight."

Both Junghyun and Jisung turned toward the stairs, their back-and-forth cut off by Sohyun's calm voice. Jisung felt his entire body melt. Taeyang had to take back the half-empty glass before he dropped it—and it wasn't because of the army-green dress, or the knee-high black boots, or the high ponytail that swayed with each step. It was just because she was there. He hadn't seen her in two days, and only now did he realize just how much he had missed her.

Sohyun met his gaze and smirked. "Hey, Jimin."

"H-Hey."

She kissed both her dads on the cheek before linking arms with her soulmate. "Shall we?"

Jisung nodded, his thoughts still tangled in knots. Sohyun waved one last time and pulled him outside.

"So, where are you taking me?"

Jisung forced himself to focus. "It's a... secret spot. I'm not even supposed to bring you there, but it felt like the perfect place."

A mischievous glint flickered in Sohyun's eyes, making him blush and look away as he rummaged through his pockets.

"Here. Put this on. Just in case."

He handed her a black face mask and slipped one on himself, glancing around briefly. He had planned out every minute—even the safest route to the old train.

"What do you feel like eating? We can grab whatever you want."

"I'm not hungry."

Jisung frowned. "You sure?"

She nodded and pulled herself closer to him, eager to see what he had prepared. The past few days after their bond had snapped into place had been torture. Morning and night, day and evening—he was all she could think about. And it was infuriating. Physically, mentally, completely. She had always despised the idea of having a soulmate and being irreversibly dependent on them. But now that Jisung was her entire reason for existing... she truly couldn't live without him. It terrified her. But when she was with him, everything else disappeared.

After about fifteen minutes of walking, they reached a chain-link fence surrounding a half-collapsed shed.

"You can't be serious," she muttered, pulling off her mask now that they were in the middle of nowhere and stuffing it into her leather jacket pocket.

Jisung chuckled, slipping through the gap in the fence and taking off his own mask. "Come on."

She eyed him warily, then took his outstretched hand and squeezed through the fence, rewarded with a beaming smile. He didn't let go of her hand as he led her through the overgrown clearing ahead.

"Okay, but seriously—where are we going?"

"You'll see. I promise you'll love it."

Despite her grumbling, she followed him—until his sudden stop nearly made her crash into him. His hands shot out to steady her by the waist.

She opened her mouth to scold him, but the words died in her throat when she saw where they were.

"When you said 'the old train,' I didn't think you meant—"

"An actual old train?" Jisung grinned, his chest swelling with pride as he gazed at the abandoned 1950s railcar. "So-So, welcome to the NCT D Romantic Hideout."

"A train."

"An abandoned train. In the middle of nowhere. No one around for miles. Come on," he said, tugging her toward the entrance, "it's even better inside."

"Wait."

Jisung turned to look at her. Sohyun stepped closer, locking eyes with his dark gaze, setting his neurons on fire. He swallowed hard.

Once she was just millimeters from his face, she whispered, "Call me So-So one more time, and I'll rip your tongue out with my teeth, pretty boy." She gave him a light slap on the cheek and walked past him, climbing onto the train.

She pulled the door handle to the right and slipped inside, followed closely by Jisung—though he had to take a deep breath first. Right behind her, he reached out and flipped a switch.

Sohyun's jaw dropped. The train car had been transformed. The seats were gone, the space filled with strings of colorful fairy lights draped across the walls like vines. To the left, a queen-size mattress lay on the floor, covered in plush blankets and pillows. In the far corner, a small wooden table held an old but seemingly functional stereo, judging by the pile of CDs and cassette tapes beside it. The rest of the space was filled with cozy, colorful beanbags, a few scattered books, a crate of water, another of wine beneath the stereo table, and a projector near the bed.

A hideout. Or, as Jisung liked to call it, a love nest.

And with the golden light of the setting sun filtering through the train's foggy windows, it all looked so... magical.

"Wow..."

"You like it?" Jisung wrung his hands, his eyes scanning her shocked expression, waiting anxiously for a reaction.

When Sohyun turned to him with a smile, his shoulders relaxed, and he exhaled. At least until his soulmate stepped closer and kissed him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he pulled her in, gripping her waist. Her fingers wove into his dark hair, massaging his scalp, forcing a groan from deep in his throat. She smiled against his lips, feeling the heat of his flushed cheeks warming her own skin. One hand trailed to cup his jaw before she pulled back, looking into his eyes—his pupils already blown wide, shimmering.

"You did all this for me, Jimin?"

Jisung nodded, his gaze drinking in every detail of her face. "You redid your eyeliner."

"You liked it so much."

His lips curled into a smile as he brushed his nose along her temple, trailing down to her ear. "I do," he murmured, pressing a slow kiss just behind the crescent of cartilage.

Sohyun sighed, her eyes fluttering shut, fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt. Jisung let his instincts take over. He caught her earlobe between his lips, making the tiny silver pendants she wore chime softly. Then he licked, allowing himself to sink his fingers into the curve of her waist. Once again, he had no idea what to do with his hands.

Luckily, Sohyun did. She slipped his flannel off his shoulders, taking the opportunity to run her hands along the muscles of his exposed arms, barely covered by the sleeveless tee underneath. Then, it was her turn. She shrugged off her black leather jacket, letting it drop to the floor.

Jisung stepped back just a bit to take her in. The olive-colored dress hugged her frame, sleeveless, leaving her collarbones, shoulders, and arms bare. She smirked, watching him swallow thickly.

Adorable.

She reached back and shut the train car door, then stepped forward and took his hand. Without a word, she led him toward the mattress in the center of the space and gently pushed him down to sit. His wide, puppy-like eyes never left her.

She nodded toward his black tee. "Take it off."

He hesitated—then obeyed. Chills ran across his skin despite the warmth of the space because now his scars were on full display, bare before his soulmate's gaze. Sohyun reached to lower the zipper of her dress but then shot a glance at the train windows.

"Are you sure no one's around?"

Jisung nodded. "Jeno and Rachel come here whenever they want privacy," he explained, his throat suddenly dry. "And besides," he added as she let her dress slip to the floor and straddled his lap, "if anyone interrupts us, I'll shoot them."

Sohyun giggled, making sure to settle herself comfortably on his thighs. "Dangerous. I have to admit, it's kind of hot," she whispered before kissing him again.

Jisung let out a low sound as her soft, cool skin met his. His hands instinctively moved to her waist, but she had other plans. She guided his hands down—lower—until they rested on her ass, barely covered by delicate black lace panties that matched the strapless bra currently turning Jisung's brain into melting wax. He was pretty sure it would start dripping out of his ears any second now.

"You can touch me wherever you want, Jisung," she whispered against his lips, her fingers tracing the nape of his neck.

The dark-haired boy swallowed hard, letting his hands relax—and they moved on their own. They slid up, caressing the bare skin of her back, then trailed down again, teasing the hem of her panties before exploring the softness of her thighs. Jisung let out a shaky breath, tilting his head back as he continued to knead the delicate flesh of his soulmate. It seemed he had a weakness for her thighs. Noted. Sohyun smiled, seizing the opportunity to latch onto his exposed neck like a leech. Only then did she realize just how aroused Jisung was, his need pressing against her ass. As she kissed and nipped along his jaw, his collarbones, the sensitive skin of his throat, her hand traveled downward to his narrow waist—where the button of his cargo jeans practically begged to be undone. The moment she unfastened them, she pulled away just enough to slide them down, earning a guttural noise of protest at the sudden loss of contact. Her fingers hooked into the waistband, tugging the fabric down until they were completely off.

Jisung flushed, but he couldn't look away. Not when such a breathtaking creature stood before him. And those knee-high boots? They only made the sight even sexier.

"Y-You’re beautiful," he murmured.

Sohyun chuckled and stepped closer. "Breathe, sweetheart," she teased, pressing her palms against his shoulders and gently pushing him down onto the bed.

Before joining him, she took her time removing her combat boots, loosening the laces slowly, peeling them off just as languidly—relishing the way Jisung’s chest rose and fell, his heartbeat practically deafening. When she finally climbed over him again, the air seemed to grow thicker, heavier. The golden hues of sunset had long since faded, replaced by the soft grays and blues of twilight. The world outside fell silent—the train car, the clearing, the entire universe, no— Fate itself holding its breath, waiting for their souls to finally merge.

Jisung reached up, tugging at the black ribbon keeping her silver hair tied back. As soon as the strands tumbled forward, her scent overwhelmed him. Fuck. How was he supposed to stay sane through this? His body, however, had stopped listening to logic. Instinct took over as he wrapped an arm around Sohyun’s waist and flipped them, pressing her into the mattress beneath him. His head swam as he hovered over her, marveling at how perfectly their bodies fit together.

"Don’t think," she whispered, running a hand down his back.

Jisung exhaled sharply and glanced down. "Can I?" he murmured, his voice barely audible.

She nodded, granting permission without hesitation. With slightly trembling fingers, he unclasped her bra—and didn’t waste time admiring. Instead, he buried his face between her breasts, kissing, licking, nipping at her soft skin. Did he have any idea what he was doing? Absolutely not. Did he love it? Hell yes. Especially when Sohyun arched beneath him in pleasure. New favorite thing unlocked. His lips traveled lower. He reached for her panties, carefully sliding them down, his fingers grazing her long legs as he went. Sohyun held her breath, watching him, now completely bare beneath him. Jisung settled between her thighs, pressing a slow, reverent kiss to her hill of Venus. God. Her scent. He let out an involuntary moan—just from the way her fragrance changed here, deeper, richer, more intoxicating. If he could, he’d never breathe in anything else ever again. He made his way back up, capturing her lips, drinking in the taste of her. Meanwhile, Sohyun’s nimble fingers found the waistband of his black boxers—so tight they had to be painful. When Jisung finally pressed against her, skin to skin, Sohyun swore she melted—right into the molten pool of heat in her stomach, the one that had been forming for the past five minutes. Desperate to finally experience what it was like to make love to her soulmate, she hooked a leg around Jisung’s narrow hips, wordlessly inviting him closer.

Jisung trembled. And then—he entered her.

The silence exploded into color. It felt like the beginning of all things—the Big Bang, the Garden of Eden, and everything in between. Jisung was completely still because the entire world had stopped. Sohyun had no idea where she was, who she was. It was too much, it was—

"What the fuck?" Jisung exhaled, collapsing onto her body, still buried deep inside her with absolutely no intention of moving.

Sohyun blinked, swallowing hard. "Holy shit."

"Yeah."

She took a deep breath, running her hands along the muscles of his back, still too overwhelmed to move. "Do you think—do you think it'll be like this every time?"

"God, I fucking hope so."

Sohyun burst out laughing, cradling his face in her hands and pulling him in for a kiss. It felt like magic—the way their bodies crackled like live wires, sparks igniting every nerve, every curve, every hollow of skin. And when Jisung finally found the strength to move, Sohyun had to break the kiss just to moan, just to breathe. Jisung sighed, forcing himself to keep his eyes open because he couldn't miss this—not even for a second. Every slow, deliberate thrust made the pleasure build, made Sohyun whimper and mewl in ways that would have normally embarrassed the hell out of her, but Jisung was just as loud, cursing under his breath between groans and sighs. His knees were probably digging holes into the old mattress, his arms—tense and trembling at the elbows—barely held him up on either side of her face. The veins running from his fingers to his shoulders stood out starkly beneath his skin, and his abs—God. Sohyun lost her mind every time they flexed against her stomach, every time his muscles tensed with each roll of his hips. They fit. Perfectly. It was the most right thing in the world, and Sohyun knew it with absolute certainty. Two souls destined for each other, finally touching—finally becoming one. She wrapped her other leg around his waist, pulling him in deeper, and the new angle had Jisung moving faster, harder, chasing that terrifying sensation clawing its way up from the pit of his stomach. The train car was shrouded in darkness, save for the soft glow of the string lights above them. But the sounds of their burning bodies—their gasps, their moans, the sharp crackle of friction—lit up the space more than anything else. Jisung didn’t stop. And when he felt Sohyun tighten around him, his eyes squeezed shut, his whole body locking up as he fought not to combust.

The orgasm tore through them at the same time. And destroyed them.

Their moans turned to cries, their desperate touches became nails digging into flesh. It felt endless. Jisung kept moving, letting himself be wrung dry by the pleasure until Sohyun’s body finally went slack beneath him, her breath coming in one long, trembling exhale. Only then did he slow, stop, and let his forehead drop against her heaving chest.

Sohyun couldn’t catch her breath. But honestly? She didn’t really care.

After a few minutes, she blinked up at the ceiling. "Can we do that again?"

Jisung groaned. "Jesus, give me a minute."

Sohyun giggled, pulling him up, earning a rough, reluctant noise from him as she let his face nuzzle into her neck, holding him close, sinking into the warmth of him.

They stayed like that for an eternity. Until Jisung felt it again—that insistent, familiar tingling just beneath his navel. They were still tangled together. And, well—it had been a minute, after all.

But before he could even think about moving, Sohyun's voice filled the quiet.

"Fuck, I’m starving."

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Sunako “Dagger” Sato 🗡️

General Information:

Full Name: Sunako Sato  Aliases: Dagger, Ako, Sunny, bunny, kiddo, squirt, etc.  Occupation: Taskforce 141 Sergeant, Shadow Company Sergeant (formerly), ROK 707th Battalion Private (formerly) Status: Alive First Appearance: Modern Warfare 2 (2022 Reboot)  Orientation: Heterosexual  Date of Birth: March 11, 1996  Place of Birth: Osaka, Kansai, Japan  Languages: Korean, Japanese, English, Arabic (very little) 

Physical Details:

Gender: Female  Height: 160cm/5ft 3in  Body Type: Lean  Blood Type: A-  Skin Complexion: Light Peach Hair: Dark straight hair going to her waist/low bun while on duty  Eyes: Dark brown  Face Claim: Han Ji-Eun 

Tattoos: None Piercings: Black piercings on her lobe and upper ear Scars: Deep scars on her right shoulder, and a small bullet wound by her left hip Glasses: Not needed Impairments: None

Personality:

On a Myer-Briggs test, Sunako was an ENFP. On an Enneagram test, she is a Type 2, or Helper.

Friendly: Sunako is known for her warm personality that naturally draws people in, making it easy for her to create connections with those around her

Perceptive: Being very tuned in to people's emotions, she can sense very subtle shifts in a person's mood or intentions. This is a talent she uses when confronting dangerous individuals in the field

Curious: A naturally curious person, Sunako loves to chase after new experiences and understand things beyond what they seem. This gets her into trouble sometimes, though, as her well-intentioned curiosity may come off as nosy or irritating

People-pleasing: Sunako wants to be loved more than anything. If it makes her 'more worthy' of being loved, she is willing to sacrifice her own needs to do please people. It is difficult for her to say no, and she struggles with finding a solution that will make everyone happy.

Disorganized: Too focused on pleasing her peers or discovering new ideas, she often forgets to attend to practical matters. She dislikes mundane tasks such as paperwork and chores -- unless they are done to make someone happy.

Optimistic: It's hard to beat her happy-go-lucky attitude. Always looking on the bright side of things, Sunako lifts up her comrades with her positivity. However, it sometimes leads to her making naive decisions, such as trusting someone who may betray her later on (like Graves)

Relationships:

Mother: Unnamed  Father: Isamu Sato (arrested for DUI and negligent manslaughter) Siblings: Taejin Sato (twin brother - Senior Airman for USAF) Love Interest: Simon Riley (Lieutenant Ghost of Task Force 141) Children: N/A  Pets: N/A 

Affiliations:

TF141: Captain John Price  Sergeant Kyle “Gaz” Garrick  Sergeant John “Soap” MacTavish (KIA as of MWIII) Lieutenant Simon “Ghost” Riley 

Mexican Special Forces/Los Vaqueros:  Colonel Alejandro Vargas  Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra 

CIA:  Station Chief Kate Laswell 

Urzikstan Liberation Force:

Commander Farah Ahmed Karim

Combat Lieutenant Alex Keller

Shadow Company (formerly):  Commander Phillip Graves 

Other:  Gambit Weste (American mercenary)

Background:

Sunako was born to Isamu Sato and his wife on March 11, 1996 in Osaka. Her twin brother, Taejin, was born shortly after.

During her early childhood, Sunako frequently moved between Korea and Japan. Whenever her mother was busy designing clothes for big modeling events, she would spend a few weeks at her paternal grandparents' home. Her father was an alcoholic and often stayed out late at night, returning home in the morning with a nasty temper.

At the age of eight, Sunako's father was arrested for DUI and running over several civilians with his car. And not even four months later, Sunako was hospitalized after being attacked by her neighbor's dog when she'd climbed over the fence to retrieve a baseball. Her right shoulder was badly mangled, but she eventually healed and moved on.

Once they were of age, Sunako and her brother Taejin decided to join the Korean military. While Taejin decided to join the ROK Air Force, Sunako wanted to apply for the Army. She scored awfully well in all of her exams, and showed a strong desire to serve and help. After a few years in the army, she was asked if she wanted to join the special forces unit. After passing a few more tests, she accepted. Sunako worked in the 707th "White Tigers" special forces unit for four years, becoming a well-respected soldier despite her youth.

And then in 2020, Sunako was approached by Gambit Weste, an American mercenary who had been in Korea for unknown reasons. Apparently she had been following Sunako and had taken an interest to the young woman, so she offered an invitation to join Shadow Company. Sunako knew nothing of the American PMC, but she did know that it was a step forwards. As much as she loved her homes of Korea and Japan, she eventually decided that America was the next stage for her in her career.

Sunako served in Shadow Company for the next two years, eventually coming to Sergeant because of her skill. She became a close friend of Phillip Graves, who was curious about this young woman who had been invited by the elusive Gambit Weste (without his permission).

However, during the Las Almas mission in 2022, things took a bad turn. Seeing Graves declare he was taking over the Los Vaqueros base, and watching her ally Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish be shot, Sunako suddenly decided that she could not stay with Shadow Company. She fled alongside Soap and Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley, and worked with Team Ghost to take back the Vaqueros' base.

After the events of MWII, Sunako was at a loss for where to go. She couldn't return to Shadow Company, and heading back to Korea felt wrong. In the end, she was offered a spot in Task Force 141 by Captain John Price, and she accepted.

The rest of her story follows canon Modern Warfare events.

Fun Facts:

Despite her friendly and people-pleasing nature, Sunako is actually skilled in taekwondo, judo, and kendo. She says that if it makes her more capable of helping others, she was willing to bang up a few friends (she always apologised after, of course).

Contrasting her sunny disposition, Sunako also shows a preference for soft grunge and punk rock. She loves her thick-soled boots and dark nails.

Her favorite animal is a rabbit, though she loves animals in general

She originally wanted to be a nurse, before realising that she definitely didn't have the attention span and focus to do so 😅

Her greatest fears are arachnophobia and claustrophobia, the fears of spiders and being in confined spaces. Reaching under the couch to grab the fallen remote? Yeah, no, she's convinced the harmless house spider under there will bite her hand off. Her claustrophobia sometimes interferes with her capabilities during ops, but she's able to suck it up most of the time

She loves travelling a lot, and is willing to immerse herself in any culture

It's almost better to be a stranger than be her friend. She'll definitely be super kind to people she's just met, but once she's actually familiar and comfortable around you... your drink is gonna get spiked with silly powder- 💀

[lookismsdealer]

Them as a song>>

Mary Kim:

As You mind your business scrolling on your phone, here comes Mary, kissing at your neck. Taking the phone from your hand and putting it in her bra

"want it back? Come and get it then hehe"

Daniel Park:

Maybe provoking Daniel about his chubby face wasn't the best idea. Look at where you ended up. Under him, crying as he thrusts in and out of you, sucking your sensitive nipples as he lets go with a wet pop

"you like my chubby face, eh? How about balls for starters?"

Gun Park:

You were definitely sacrificed to this man. With or without consent, your clothes are off and your legs are hung over his shoulders as he thrusts his tongue in and out of you

"hold it. If you let one drop out I won't be so nice to you, princess"

Taejin Cheon:

RUN. Ain't nobody wanna have sex with this man as he chases after you on all fours, his eyes glowing as his tongue sticks out like a feral dog in heat, stalking after you as you run for your life

"get back here bitch, stop playing hard to get"

James Lee:

Sneaking away with James after his performance to fuck in his car, as he tears your clothes while grinding on you to gain some pleasure and friction

"come on babe, surely you can sing me a song as a payment for my performance. Extras can wait when we get home"

Mitsuki:

Meeting mitsuki after a long day, she's tired and needy. Wanting you all for tonight, all that stress will go straight to you

"I'm depending my all out onto you, baby, cheer me up tonight"

Johan Seong:

Just picture having sex with Johan and this song just plays, especially if you were in an argument with him.

"fuck now, fight later"

[andy-wm]

thoughts on taejin? they are sosoososo underrated and i will NEVER get over it </3 moments like the infamous run bts kiss n the QUEEN that was the pied piper performance,,, i love their dynamic so much n they NEED to get talked abt more :[

Ah Anon, I actually dont think about them at all.

Being a librarian and a tiny bit spicy in the head, I'm an evidence based practitioner. My autistic brain is like a truffle pig, searching for cold hard facts and I look for evidence to disprove my theories as methodically as I look for evidence to support them.

That's how i know Jikook is real. There is so much visible proof with these two, i can't talk myself out of believing it. Their relationship simply can't be explained any other way.

Maybe it's because I'm so literal, but I'm not much of a shipper in general. Even if I was one Taejin probably wouldn't rate for me, because although those two are absolutely beautiful i get no chemistry from them. For me shipping them would be like shipping a table leg and a jam jar. If I was of the mind to ship anyone it would be Joon. That man is sex on a stick. I think my shipping fantasies would be boring AF though because I'd want to have him talk for hours 🤣

[sweetestofchaos]

Something Like A Hero (And Maybe Just A Little More)

gang leader!taehyung x store clerk!seokjin

gang au | strangers to lovers | hurt comfort | member x member

18+

wc. 2.2k (on-going)

strong language | verbal/physical violence | unprotected sex | anal sex | ass eating | creampie | yandere behavior | gender fluid!seokjin | bts ensemble | bottom!seokjin | top!taehyung | seokjin is comfortable in his own skin and doesn't give a damn

Life has a funny way of setting people up for success or failure. No one really knows how each day will go. The unknown of life hangs heavy on some shoulders while others ignore it, treat it like the elephant in the room. Life shouldn’t be so difficult to navigate but for some it’s the same as holding onto a piece of driftwood in the middle of a tsunami. Seokjin, a man blessed with a handsome face and cursed with poor fortune is currently holding on so tightly to that piece of driftwood that his fingers are numb. One wrong move and he will be swept away by the current and pulled under the waves.

Hello, all! I am here to bring you my first ever Taejin fic!! I am very excited to share it with you and I hope you enjoy the story. I wrote this as part of the Taejin: Bottom Seokjin fest on the bird app and I am sharing the link here with you. Go easy on me okay? I am just getting my feet wet with the mxm works.

Seokjin hums to the music playing through the speakers as he puts away the tote of cigarettes. He makes sure to fill the empty gaps first before he starts to rotate the old and new cartons. He doesn’t see the appeal of cigarettes, he hates the smell and cannot stand that it sticks to your clothing long after you’ve finished smoking. He vividly remembers his mother and father fighting a few times when his father had started his journey to quit. No amount of cologne or body spray saved his father from his mother’s wrath.

The sound of the automatic doors sliding open blends into the music. Squeaky footsteps make Seokjin’s jaw tick as he places the last box of cigarettes in his hand on the shelf. Goosebumps appear on his skin as the nape of his neck tingles. Taking a deep breath, Seokjin turns on his heels and flinches when a body drops against the counter in front of him. Looking over the limp body, Seokjin chews on the inside of his cheek and glances to the front door. 

Outside, rain pours down and droplets splash against the storefront, distorting the view. It’s dark, the single street light on the other side of the road flickers dimly. Seokjin eyes the body, the person’s back is moving, so they are breathing at least. Seokjin hesitates to make up his mind, should he call someone for help? Should he run away? As he battles with his thoughts the body moves. Pale hands tremble as they press down onto the counter and push the body upward until said body is standing before Seokjin on weak legs.

Red hair is matted and stringy, hiding a set of unnatural blue eyes that peer at Seokjin half lidded. A set of chapped lips move but no sound comes out and Seokjin gulps. Something is wrong with this person. 

“H-Hey…you okay? Do you need h-help?”

Seokjin looks up towards the front doors, he really is out of his comfort zone. His manager didn’t train him for this.

“S-Sir…hey!”

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[lgcmanager]

ONE FAMILY BUSINESS

TVN has set in motion production of it’s new crime drama; ONE FAMILY BUSINESS. the cast completed their first script reading on JANUARY 20 and begun filming in earnest on JANUARY 31. shooting is set to end on MAY 30, while the show will hit the screen as a WEEKLY DRAMA from MAY 5 to JULY 21.

SUMMARY

re:wired looks like any other busy tech repair shop. in reality, it’s a front, built and led by jang chaeyeon, for the den, an elite crew of thieves with their own brand of justice. han chanho, the shop’s smooth-talking manager, along with tech prodigy kim jaeyong and their newest recruit park youngjin, all pull double duty: fixing phones by day, pulling off high-stakes jobs by night. together with chaeyeon’s fiery younger sister, miyeon, and her razor-sharp right-hand, son jinjoo, the den runs tight and clean. they steal from the corrupt, stay off the radar, and protect their own like family. but when an anonymous offer promises evidence that could finally clear chaeyeon and miyeon’s wrongfully imprisoned father, jang taejin, the crew is pulled into their riskiest job yet. old wounds resurface, and even re:wired’s newest regular (youngjin’s nosy teenage sister, jinyi) might not stay out of the chaos for long. meanwhile, detective kwon boah, rule-breaking detective chu minah, gruff veteran detective bae dongwook, rookie min boyeon, and wildcard shin kijoon, will find themselves tangled in intrigue in ways they couldn’t have imagined. especially when boah’s investigation hits closer to home, when familiar faces from her past begin to surface. when the world turns against you, who do you choose to fight for?

visit the ONE FAMILY BUSINESS DRAMA PAGE for details about the characters and episodes. we want to emphasize that the episode summaries are only the basic/important points related to the characters involved. in actuality, the drama is much more detailed and covers extra scenes and character development! if you have any specific questions regarding your character that wasn’t mentioned in the summary ( this is targeted towards the main, leading, and supporting roles ) please message admin l, i will try my best to answer those questions !

REQUIREMENTS

the success of the drama depends on its script but also on its cast members. you have until JULY 26 to fulfill the following requirements depending on your type of role:

MAIN: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply for 7 WEEKS. of the total 14 posts, 7 have to be about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). each set will give you 4 ACTING and 4 NOTORIETY POINTS.

LEADS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply for 5 WEEKS. of the total 10 posts, 5 have to be about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). each set will give you 3 ACTING and 3 NOTORIETY POINTS.

SUPPORTS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply for 3 WEEKS. of the total 6 posts, 3 have to be about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). each set will give you 2 ACTING and 2 NOTORIETY POINTS.

GUESTS: a set of either two replies (8 lines) OR one solo (300 words) and one reply ONCE. BOTH have to about the drama (either on set, during rehearsal, etc). the set will give you 2 ACTING and 2 NOTORIETY POINTS. 

for the MAINS, LEADS, and SUPPORT, please keep in mind that we base the weeks similar to how we do activity checks. this means that if you post on APRIL 28 and MAY 1, that will count as 2 posts for the week of APRIL 27 ( after the activity check/7PM EST ) through MAY 4 at 6:59PM EST. however, if you posted on MAY 4 after the activity check ( ex. at 10PM EST ), that will count for the following week ( MAY 4 - MAY 11 ). ideally, the best way to keep track of this is to assume that you have 2 REPLIES to do for each week instead of one! you can also skip certain weeks so they do NOT need to be consecutive ( ex. meeting the reqs in weeks 1, 3, 7 for support ).

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[peachjagiya]

Speaking of "scripted"...anyone watching Run Jin. I love how they have clearly asked the kids to call him handsome. 😆 Fun show! If I had to choose two members of BTS to do a variety show it would 100% be Taejin!! How about you?

I think I would love to see Taegi do it. They have a great contrast for the push and pull but I've always got the impression that they get each other deep down. I just think sending them out on missions would be hilarious.

[whyreyousoobsessedwithme]

463 spoilers and theories

Ok this is a little late, I’ve been busy with sorting out my student loans and then I was struggling to find the previous chapters I needed for this post. But it’s here

Vinjin’s baby sister

My first thought when I saw this was “he SAed her” because of the state of her uniform, then I thought maybe he just bullied her to the point of su*cide.

IF that fake blonde fuck didn’t SA her I have a theory for Vins sister’s death.

I don’t remember that chapter but we know that both vin and Mary are from a small town or village and we also know that vin was called a monster due to his condition. It could be that the village (I think it’s a village and I’ll get to it why) they lived in was extremely superstitious and gave vin a hard time due to his eyes. I also thought that maybe his sister might’ve been forced into some weird ass ritual because in the image above there are talismans around her. I also did a quick 5 minute search and found that the bells beside her body are called “Mudang” and they’re used in shaman rituals. Also the tree behind her has several stripes tight around it in different colours. According to my research, that is a scared tree which is usually outside of villages, at the entrances to be exact, and they’re called “scared or spirit trees” and are meant to be shrines for village guardian spirits. These shrines are locations for rituals of protection, good harvest and prosperity. These trees usually have a rope tied around them with stripes of mulberry paper, white cloth or 5 coloured cloth. Just like the one in the picture.

I know this theory is a stretch but the tree and talismans really had me questioning a lot of things.

HOWEVER, if this isn’t the case then I would like to add onto the SA theory because I noticed a couple of things in the previous chapters.

Let’s start off with how vin and Mary’s old mates love her but hate him. I always found that odd because of they hate vin for supposedly killing one of their own then why not hate Mary too, instead all we see is admiration and guilt (from Mc pesticides).

Obviously there’s some kind of misunderstanding because one, both Mary and vin were shocked to learn Taejin is alive and two, the other members seemed to be upset about his “death”.

Did Mary also almost get SA or bullied by Taejin? Did McPesticides know? Why is is he guilty? This would prove the bullying theory I have of Taejin bullying vins sister, maybe he also bullied Mary except Mary didn’t try to commit su*cide? We also know that once you get labeled as a murderer things become extremely difficult both in terms of mental trauma and economically, obviously taking a human life can be mentally taxing for many people and finding jobs with the label of a murderer is also hard; there were theories that maybe that’s why vin decided to become a rapper and Mary followed him because she’s all he had left and he apparently killed for her sake. It’s been stated that vin’s old crew helped him run away and as a result they too received backlash

In this theory I believe that vin and Mary were the only ones who knew of Taejin’s true nature. And obviously Vin is technically not a murderer because Taejin’s nasty ass is still alive.

Either of these theories could be true or both, maybe Taejon did SA vins sister but he did in front of the sacred tree to maybe mock her that the guardian spirit wasn’t protecting her? Honestly the 2nd theory would also explain why Taejin is in workers, he was probably on the run and had nowhere to go, or he got captured by the workers.

Knowing ptj there a high chance it is SA.

I’ll probably come back to edit this post if I remember something else. ✌🏼