#which kim responds to very well actually

[snickerdoodlles]

Big is older than Kim so now he accidentally has a little brother. Someone send this child to bed and make him eat his vegetables. He’s not concerned, he just needs Kim in top shape for bitching and murder!!

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I don't see that personally? Kim does have ultimate little brother energy. he is THE baby of the family. Porsche sees him and goes "oooh new brother" in 2 seconds flat while Kim sputters confusedly in the back. I have a group of college seniors and peers who adopted the shy lonely angry kid in mind for Kim always, and Tortoise and I once came up with a whole roster of old/older neighbors on Kim's floor who dote on him. he just has that vibe 🤏

but Big doesn't have a caretaker bone in his whole body. not even caretaker cartilage. he's one of the best protectors! but he doesn't read as a caretaker to me.

I do think that of all the bodyguards, Big's the only one who doesn't mind Kim duty (he sat through like two sittings of Kim grilling him on Kinn's security before he realized Kim just wants Kinn safe and hey, he wants that too!). I think he does also want Kim safe, but that's mostly rationalized as wanting Kinn's-little-brother-whom-Kinn-deeply-cares-for safe vs any specific feelings he himself holds for Kim, and it doesn't really come out in the form of Big looking out for Kim's personal or day-to-day well-being, but rather Big helping Kim scheme and snoop. and I think of all the guards, Big is the only one Kim can stand (except for maybe, maybe Arm too, only on account that Khun really likes him and he's a decent enough informant) (Porsche doesn't count as a guard, obvs, which is something Big agrees with him on though their reasonings are different). I think that shoving them together has lots of fun opportunities for them to realize they actually respect and even kinda like the other, I just like even more when they don't have the faintest clue what to do with it. talk to each other? increased interaction? admit it? fuck no.

also it's just really funny to me if these two (emotionally repressed idiots) are in their weird limbo of not being able to label their feelings on That-Guy-I-Definitely-Don't-Care-About-But-Kinda-Respect-And-At-Least-Don't-Want-Dead (a high compliment considering their lifestyle tbh, not that they mean it that way either), then someone (read: Khun) drops the bomb "awww you made a friend!" on Kim.

Kim: what the fuck?! no I didn't! hold on, I'm texting Big this bullshit right now

(Big: what the fuck you are not my friend???

Kim shoving his phone in Khun's face: SEE!!!)

[bpsmuts]

Day in the Office - Jennie and Rose

Jennie x Rose x Male Reader

Words: 1.697

Summary: You were in the recording studio with your two best friends Jennie and Rose. Bored, Jennie suggests you three play a game of "Never have I ever".

Jennie, Rose, Y/N

"Didn't you say, you wanted to be productive today Jen?" You ask your friend, who had just suggested to play Never have I ever.

Jennie sits over on the couch, with her feet up on the table "Well yeah, but were all have writer's block right now" she responds "And come on, we don't get to spend THAT much time together, plus we've already gotten good progress today" she pouts

"I wouldn't mind playing for a bit, as long as we continue with out actual work later" Rose chimes in from the desk. "You're not scared, are you Y/N?" the kiwi girl mocks you a little.

"What? No! I'm not scared, I just thought you two wanted to be productive, but fuck it, lets play then!" You challenge them as you get up from the chair next to rose and sit down next to Jennie "Who's starting?" You ask into the room

"I'll start" Jennie decides "Rosie, get over here" she orders Rose, who rolls over to the table. All of you put your hand up and Jennie begins the game.

"Never have I everrrr" Jennie thinks for a moment "Uhhh.. gotten a speeding ticket" You and Rose both put a finger down "You have never gotten a speeding ticket Jen?" Rose asks surprised "Of course she hasn't, she is being driven everywhere" You add, taking a shot at Jennie.

"I have driven before..." Jennie tries to defend herself "Okay, my turn" Rose continues "Never have I ever kissed a stranger" to which Jennie and yourself put down a finger "Okay, you two are teaming up on me" You exclaim

"How are we teaming up on you?" Jennie asks while laughing and looking over to Rose "You just are" You retort "Probably cause I wanted to work instead of goof around" I fake your anger "We are not goofing around, were taking a break. Just play your turn" Jennie responds

"Okay. Never have I ever sucked a dick" You grin as both girls put down a finger in shock "Okay, that's unfair" Rosie yells "What?! I'm just evening out the playing field here" you respond to her.

"Okay, next one counts double?" Jennie suggests to the group "Bring it Miss Kim" Rose replies "Never have I ever had sex" Jennie surprised the group as everyone puts down a finger "Now everyone is down to the last one" she smirks

"What happens to the loser?" Rose asks Jennie "Hmmm" she thinks for a bit "How about, the loser has to take their shirt off?" Jennie suggests into the room "Okay Jennie, I don't know if this is very professional" You try and veto the decision but get interrupted by Rose "Done!"

"Okay wait wait wait" You halt the game "This is totally unfair, since its Rose's turn now" You try your hardest to get the rule changed, with no luck "But Jennie could also lose Y/N" Rose remarks "I mean we can change it, if you want to chicken out Y/N" Jennie offers

"No No. Lets do it this way" You accept giving Rose the look to continue the game "Okay. Let me think here" Rose takes a thinker pose, as if she is solving a complex math problem "Okay, Never have I ever had sex with a woman" the kiwi girl grins widely, knowing you lost

You accept defeat and put down your last finger before realizing you were the only person to take one down "Now wait a minute, are you telling me both of you haven't done it with a girl?" You ask visibly confused "Not even with each other like once?" You add

"Ewww" both girls go in unison "Get your head out of the gutter Y/N" Jennie responds "Yeah we have barely even seen each other naked" Rose adds to Jennie's comment "He is probably just upset that he lost" Jennie chuckles to Rose

Still not believe them, you take your punishment as a man and take off your shirt, revealing a muscular physique with a six pack coming through quite visibly. As the room falls silent you see the two girls oogling at your upper body, with Jennie being able to catch herself quite fast.

"Its rude to stare Rosie" You mock Rose, who is still staring at your six pack "Let her be. Six Packs are her thing" Jennie tells you from the side "JENNIE" Rose retorts in embarrassment

"Do you want to touch it?" You offer Rose, who's embarrassment you find cute "Can I actually?" she replies, thinking you are messing with her "If its your thing" You chuckle. Rose gives you a look before getting off her chair and kneeling in front of you, carefully moving her fingers across your six pack

After a bit she looks up at you and quietly asks "C-Can I lick it?" with a big smile on her face "Umm.. I mean yeah, but you have to take your shirt off then too" You negotiate with the sweet kiwi girl

"I'll do you one better then" Rose giggles as she takes off her shirt, revealing her small breasts "Too small for a bra" She giggles as she shows off her chest "Oh wow Rosie, they look amazing" You respond before slowly moving a hand towards her chest, cupping a breast carefully

"Thanks" she responds before slowly licking over your six pack, moving further down towards your crotch. Right as she goes to unbuckle your belt Jennie interrupts the moment "Umm guys... Im still here"

Both you and Rose look over to Jennie, who is just sitting there. Your hand still cupping one of Rosie's breasts and her hand in the middle of unbuckling your belt, Jennie asks "Put a finger down, if you're about to have a threesome?"

Both you and Rose put up your hands before taking one finger down, chuckling. Jennie then moves closer to you and the two of you kiss, as Rose unbuckles your belt. You move your hips upward so Rose can pull down your pants. "Ooohh didn't know you were packing like this Y/N" Rose exclaims in awe as she sees your dick for the first time

"Save some for me Rosie" Jennie tells her as she also removes her shirt, showing off a white lacy bra. As Rose starts to slowly take in your length, your hand wanders from her breasts to Jennie's, cupping both of them as you two kiss.

You cant help but moan, as Rose continues to suck your dick. "Your mouth feels so good Rosie" you encourage the cute girl. Meanwhile Jennie takes off the rest of her clothes, not just revealing her boobs, but also that she wasn't wearing panties.

"What is it with you two and only wearing half a set of underwear" You chuckle. "Rosie doesn't need a bra and well.. I'm just a slut" Jennie answers, pressing her lips onto yours once again.

After a while Jennie breaks the kiss "Okay, my turn" she says to Rose, climbing down from the sofa as Rosie makes way between your legs. "Can I sit on your face Y/N?" Rose asks cutely before being interrupted by Jennie "I have a way better idea" she exclaims

"Y/N! Lay down on the sofa. Then Rosie can ride your face, while I ride you" Jennie suggests "And we can make out" Rose adds, while all three of you get in position.

As Rose climbs onto your face, burying it in her vagina, you can feel Jennie slowly slide down on your dick. You can feel the depth of Jennie's pussy as you grab Rose's ass to make sure the cute kiwi girl doesn't actually suffocate you.

Shortly after, the room is filled with smacking from the lips of Jennie and Rose, as they made out and the smacking of Jennie's pussy lips on your crotch as well as muffled moans from all three of you.

"Yes Y/N, just like that" Rose moans as she breaks her kiss with Jennie before going on to suck her nipples. "You feel so good inside me Y/N" Jennie compliments your dick.

"I'm close, can we switch Jen?" Rose asks in between heavy moans "Just one second baby" Jennie replies as she can feel herself reaching her climax. "JENNIEEE" Rose moans cutely, trying her best to hold her orgasm

Not shortly after that, you can feel Jennie's walls tighten as the Korean moans loudly, before getting off your dick, making space for Chaeyoung. Getting up from your face, you can finally take deep breaths again.

You see Jennie sitting on the floor next to you "That was amazing Y/N" she compliments as you Rose lowers herself onto your dick. You can feel the tight walls of Rose, as she starts to bounce up and down.

Jennie moves over to suck on Rose's nipples, earning even louder moans from her "Oh my god I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum Y/N!" Rose moans loudly as she also reaches climax.

After she came, Rose also got off and kneeled on the floor next to Jennie. With both girls looking at you, you knew exactly what they wanted. You stood up and positioned yourself in front of them, starting to stroke your dick.

Jennie and Rose look up at you "Cum on us Y/N, Cum on our pretty faces" Jennie encourages you "Please give us all of your cum Y/N" Rose joins in.

You moan as you start to shoot rope after rope on their faces, trying to give both of them an equal amount of your hot cum. After you're done, you look down to two satisfied girls covered in your cum.

"Now for the best part" Rose says, before turning to Jennie and planting some kisses on her mouth. You sit down and watch the girls make out for a bit. "This was so much fun" You exclaim after gathering your breath.

"Definitely" Jennie replies, as she swipes your cum from her cheek into her mouth and swallows it. "Im gonna get us something to clean ourselves up with" Rose says, getting up and walking out of the room.

Author's Note: If you've made it this far, thank you <3

If you want to leave feedback, please either comment or DM me!

[beenbaanbuun]

ateez’s reaction to their s/o falling asleep waiting for them

park seonghwa

he’s give you a familiar look when you tell him you’ll try and wait up for him

you can tell he doesn’t believe you but he lets you get on with it… if you want to try and stay up then so be it

when he gets home and sees you passed out in the couch, he just rolls his eyes before shuffling over to you to wake you up

“come on, darling,” he whispers and kisses your cheeks, “we’ve got to get to bed, okay?”

it takes a while to wake you up but he’s more than happy to support your tired body as he drags you up to bed

kim hongjoong

he’s used to coming home late to see you sleeping on the couch, but it never really gets old

he still finds it sweet every time he sees you face down, face pressed into a pillow with a string of drool running down your face

goes about getting ready for bed before even considering waking you up just so he can get into bed with you straight away

once he’s in his pyjamas, he’ll move over to the couch and whisper your name until your eyes flutter open

“hey there, gorgeous,” his voice is soft as you regain consciousness, “want to come up to bed with me?”

jeong yunho

so unbelievably soft for you when he comes home to see the netflix ‘are you still watching?’ screen and your body limp against the sofa

takes a commemorative photo before taking it upon himself to turn the tv off, as well as blow out the scented candle and turn the lamps off

kisses your forehead before lifting you up and carrying you to your bedroom in his grasp

when he dumps you down on the bed and notices you’re now half awake, he can’t help but smile

“go back to sleep, darling,” he says, “i’ll still be here when you wake up, okay?”

kang yeosang

the poor man probably thinks he’s done something wrong when he comes home to see you passed out on the couch rather than tucked up in his bed

will spend more than a few minutes wracking his brain to try and figure out what it is

by the time he’s come to the conclusion that he couldn’t have done anything wrong, his presence has woken you up and you’re calling out his name to grab his attention

when he looks over and sees you staring at him with open arms he realises that he’s probably just being paranoid

“angel,” he mutters as he shuffles closer and falls into your arms, “do you want to sleep in the bed?”

choi san

you never let san know that you were going to be waiting up for him, so when he comes home and sees a body facedown on the couch, he screams

it takes him a few seconds to realise that it isn’t a random body but is actually just you and he’s just woke you up from what seemed like a very peaceful sleep

he’s sheepish when you eventually come to and notice him blushing in embarrassment by the front door

he’s all over you in a desperate apology to make it up to you for waking you up…

“did you want me to carry you to bed? i can if you want!” he follows you up the stairs, “no? how about a cup of hot tea? no? you just want to sleep? but what about-”

song mingi

big baby blushes when he walks into your apartment and sees you on the couch sleeping peacefully in his hoodie

takes a few minutes to regain composure before waking you up, which he has no trouble with… the man is nothing if not straightforward

giggles when you try and have a groggy conversation with him, responding genuinely to everything you say as if it’s in any way coherent

literally puts you over his shoulder when you start to drop off again and drags you up the stairs to your bedroom

“uh-huh, princess,” he replies to whatever you just said, not that he understood it, “how about you go to sleep and you can carry on telling me about it tomorrow…”

jung wooyoung

oh! you fell asleep when you were supposed to be waiting up for him? good luck…

will wake you up straight away with a whine and a pout because of course he does! the man lives to be a walking, talking nightmare to everyone he knows

he loves it when you groan and apologise for falling asleep, but he isn’t quite done yet!

“you know you shouldn’t make promises if you’re not planning on keeping them!” he whines as you’re still trying to fully wake up, “i was really excited to come home and see my baby but what do i get? stabbed in the back!”

you’ve learned by now that the only way to get him to shut up is to kiss him and drag him to your bedroom to sleep

choi jongho

when jongho walks in late and sees you asleep on the couch, he just rolls his eyes and goes to get himself ready for bed

definitely makes just enough noise whilst doing so to wake you up… by ‘accident’, of course

waits in the bedroom for you to make your way to him, but when you don’t he pouts and goes to find out why

he notices that you’ve just fallen back asleep on the sofa, and whilst he’d love to wake you up and complain to you about not loving him enough to get in bed with him, he can’t bring himself to do it

just lifts you up and carries you into the bedroom before smothering you in his own body so he can sleep in peace with you by his side

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 THAT GIRL (she’s delicious) kim chaewon x reader

↳ warnings: idol au, 6th member reader, pt 2 of rich girl yn drives chaewon even more crazy

THERE IS NOBODY THAT CHAEWON hates more than yn right now, how can one human being have such and ego? how can she be so sure of her self?

ever since yn has come up with the ridiculous idea that chaewon has a crush on her, which she doesn’t. she hasn’t let it go.

all she does is constantly tease the leader and become a royal pain in the ass, more than she usually is, everything she does has been getting on chaewon’s nerves.

like right now.

chaewon clenched her fists at yn’s irritating giggle as she leaned against kazuha interlocking her hands with the japanese girl who quietly listened to the girl rant about completely unimportant things with a small smile on her face.

she doesn’t understand how kazuha could deal with her and for some reason it bothered her how close the two were.

it always felt like there was something more, sakura told her that she was being dramatic and even if there was something going on why does it matter.

“it matters because I don’t want anyone I care about dating that demon.” is what chaewon had said to the older girl who rolled her eyes in response muttering a “yeah right.” clearly not believing chaewon’s reason. “what’s that supposed to mean?” she asked the older girl who just ignored her, “that girl is evil.”

chaewon scrunched her face in disgust watching the duo, she walked over to them with determination, “why are you guys fooling around, we’re supposed to be practicing.”

kazuha flinches at the leaders tone while yn just flipped her hair over her shoulder and looked at her nails, her hands still interlocked with kazuha’s.

chaewon narrowed her eyes at their hands, getting a weird feeling in her chest, which was definitely not jealousy and was concern for kazuha.

“why are you so pissy?” yn asked, chaewon opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by yn, “how does my nose look?” she asks turns her head to side to show her side profile, “I think a nose job is the way to go right now.”

chaewon squinted at the girls antics, while kazuha shakes her head, “your nose is perfect.” she says.

“oh my gosh really?” yn asks leaning her face closer to kazuha’s with a smile on her face, “are you just saying that?”

kazuha was about to respond but was cut short by a very irritated leader, “who cares!? and I am not pissy.”

“you so are.” yn says holding her hand out towards the leader who looks at it in confusion, “pull me up.”

chaewon rolls her eyes and pulls the girl up from the floor a little too harsh which caused yn to lean into her extra close.

“and I know exactly why.” she whispers and chaewon’s eyes widened at their close proximity.

yn then leans away from her and turns to kazuha who got up as well, “well, let’s practice.”

chaewon watched as they walk towards eunchae and groans, what does she mean “she knows why”? how cocky can that girl be?

this going to be a long practice.

practice was long over and chaewon laid her bed staring at the ceiling while the simpsoms played in the background on her laptop.

she has to set the record straight with yn, the more days go on the more yn keeps dragging this crush thing.

she lets out a sigh and gets up from her bed and walks over to yn’s room she rolled her eyes at the gold door knocker on the girls door, she’s so extra.

chaewon reluctantly uses the door knocker and opens the door when she hears a soft “come in.”

when she walks into the room genie by snsd fills her ears as it plays from yn’s sparkly cd player.

it felt like walking into a new world, she’s never been in yn’s room before and it looks like sharpay evans barfed all over it.

she slowly walked into yn’s room and glanced at the floor looking at yn’s cat who slept on her crown shaped bed.

she turned to look at yn stood at her dancing and singing along to the song.

“did you know I actually have an exact replica of the outfit they wear for this song you know the white one with the fur?” yn says not even glancing at chaewon, still looking through her closet.

“daddy’s money?” chaewon asks leaning against yn’s dresser.

“tiffany unnie actually, she gave me the one she actually wore like a year ago, best moment ever, she’s like the older sister I never had now.”

chaewon raises her eyes brows in surprise but doesn’t let her voice show it, “oh yeah, you only have brothers right?”

“yep.” yn says before finally turning around to face chaewon, “now, why are you here? finally confessing your love?”

chaewon rolls her eyes as she watches yn laugh at her own words and sat on her fluffy bed, “that’s definitely it right?”

“no.”

“I’m actually here to talk about that.” chaewon says and yn raises a brow intrigued.

“I don’t have a crush on you.” chaewon says firmly and yn tilts her head to the side, “really?”

“yep.” chaewon says mocking the girls words, “no love here.”

“I don’t believe you.”

“what?!”

“just look at how you were acting at practice today.” yn says, chaewon thought the girl was looking her but she was actually looking at herself in the mirror behind her, “you’re obsessed with me, look at how acted over me just being close with zuha who is my best friend.”

“best friend.” chaewon mutters, “yeah right.”

“see, you’re so jealous.”

“I am not!”

“you so are.”

chaewon groans and throws her head back, how can she convince yn she doesn’t have a crush on her, maybe reverse psychology…

chaewon curses herself for what she’s about to do and tries to clam herself down from the feeling of fluster she already feels because she knows it’s gonna skyrocket after she does this.

she marches over to yn who looks at her with a taunting smile on her face, she grabs both sides of the girls face and smashes her lips onto yn’s, a surprised yelp escaping from the girl.

for a millisecond she feels yn kiss back but she immediately pulls away, chaewon can’t help but smile at the shock on the girls face.

she’s been waiting for the day that yn would become speechless and it seems like today is the day.

“would someone who has a crush on you do that? she asks with a smug smile.

yn is silent for a second before a smile slowly makes its way to her face and chaewon’s slowly disappears.

“yes, yes they would.”

[hoshieeyewrinkles]

D o c t o r p a r k

Pairing: Doctor! Jay x Bimbo! Reader

Genre: smut

W.c: 2.5k

| Requested | Not proofread |

Tw warning: extreme humiliation, heavy degradation, anal sex, spanking, fingering, shoe humping, umm reader is put into a wedgie, Jay fingered her belly button 😭, Filth.

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy, Mr. Kim," you lamented, trying to evoke a sense of concern from your professor, who simply looked at you with skepticism. "I'm a bit concerned Miss.Y/n because you haven't been feeling well for the past few weeks. Maybe you should take the day off and ask your friends for notes." Your professor suggested the idea, and you reluctantly agreed, secretly rolling your eyes. In reality, you didn't actually have any dizziness or headaches. You just wanted an excuse to escape class and visit the nurse's office in hopes of catching a glimpse of the incredibly attractive Doctor Park, also known as Doctor Jay.

You have been on his tail since the past weeks, wanting to get into his pants than anything else. Though your plans have gone unsuccessful as he merely shrugged you off crushing your hopes in an instant. He was extremely stern and focused on his work. The university you were studying in was a prestigious one with strict protocols hiring the best lecturers, the best staff and the hottest doctor.

He was everything you ever wanted. He was smart, young, well-built and probably had a big dick too given by his attitude. Oh how you wished to feel his strong arms around your neck, keeping you in a chokehold.

There you were once again, waiting for him to notice you, in his office. With his white coat dangling by his chair, he was glancing through his phone. His well-fitting black shirt revealed his biceps, and he had his hair pulled back, his trousers ironed and his leather shoes lightly tapping the floor. You wished the floor was you instead. You were relieved that his nurse had taken a lunch break, but you found her annoying because of her privilege to always be around doctor Jay.

"Oh Miss.Y/n you again?" He questioned blankly, though the 'again' seemed a little emphasised. "Yes, doctor Park, I am feeling a little unwell." You responded in a soft tone, your voice coming across as seductive, as you had intended. Jay raised an eyebrow and slightly shook his head, his gaze drawn to your choice of outfit. A white mini skirt paired with a baby blue tube top. You were dressed in very little as usual, and his gaze was drawn to your sparkling headband and red nails, which would look stunning wrapped around his fat cock. He was fully aware of your intentions, but he could not afford to give in to them just yet.

"Miss.Y/n, you have come here three times this week. You already have a prescription from me for headache medication. Despite the fact that you showed no symptoms, you previously claimed to have a fever. What symptoms do you have now? Would you mind informing me, hm?" He inquired in the most casual tone. His tone already has your pussy throbbing. He was overconfident and a stuck-up asshole in the sexiest way possible.

"I feel some pain here, doctor." You said that, and then you moved over to the hospital bed and laid down next to his chair without asking. With a silent exhale, he looked up at you. Your top was dropping to expose your cleavage, and your skirt was perilously riding up to expose your soft mid-thighs.

"Where does it hurt, Miss Y/n?" He questioned unfazed, despite the fact that his mind was racing. You pouted slightly at his unaffected demeanour, your pink glossy lips tempting him to bite them. He was annoyed by the way you fluttered your eyes at him, acting as if you knew nothing about anything. It made him so angry that he wanted to rip off your pathetic excuse for clothes and rail you to the end. The thoughts which went through his mind every time he saw you would have him fired from the university, have his licence suspended.

"Here..." You pointed directly at your crotch, expecting him to be either flustered or disgusted. To your surprise, he smirked. "I understand what you are doing, Y/n," he said, shaking his head and dropping the honorific. He did not let you respond when he spoke again. "I must say, it is funny."

"What do you mean, doctor?" You asked innocently, but your heart raced as you wondered what he was thinking. "Nothing, are you sure your litte princess parts doesn't hurt because of taking the whole football team?" He questioned and your jaw dropped. He let out a snort at your expression "What? Am I lying?" His smirk widens when your face starts to turn red, burning in humiliation.

"Does your skirt length correspond to your level of comprehension? You dirty vulgar girl" He asked again degrading you. "Doctor....that's really mean of you! You are slut-shaming and y-you are insulting me." In reply, you stumbled over your words. "I'm not slut shaming you y/n. I'm simply stating out facts which I have heard around and which you have showed around me, how is that offensive, sweetheart?" He questioned amused, his cock twitched in his pants at the sight of your dumb expression. You were nothing but a dumb slut who could barely live her life without a cock. He noticed the way you rubbed your thighs together at the nickname he called you.

"The whole football team—hell, I do not even know their names, they did not sleep with me. Doctor Jay,how can you believe them?" You asked, your bottom lip quivering as you pouted at him. You were not so naive as to miss his taunts, but you were sick enough to take pleasure in the embarrassment he was causing you. Jay laughed because he thought you were cute and there were no rumours that you were sleeping with the whole football team. He made them up himself to see how smart you are, and you were clearly one of the dumbest girls he has ever met. Probably the sluttiest too.

Lucky for you, he loved sluts.

You did not have time to think when he lifted your skirt, revealing your drenched panties, which were stuck to your pussy lips. "I- Doctor Park, what the hell are you doing!" You yelled at him, attempting to push your skirt down, but he held it firmly between his fingers. "Stop pretending, baby; you have been doing this for weeks, trying to seduce me with your pathetic excuse of tops barely holding your saggy tits and these fucking skirts that keep getting shorter, coming to my office almost every day." He paused for a moment licking his lips at the sight of your soaked panties. "Did you enjoy the humiliation I put you through, y/n? it made your pussy throb, yeah?"

You let out a small moan and nodded desperately, letting your fake innocent demeanour slip as you grabbed his hand, which was holding the hem of your skirt and guiding it onto your cunt. "Please, Doctor Park, it hurts."

He chuckled in response, shaking his head slightly. "Well, as your doctor, I must investigate what is going on with you, princess." His eyes were filled with lust. He pushed his morality and principles to the back of his mind. Fuck, he needed your slutty pussy right now. It was the prettiest cunt he would ever see, and he was not going to pass up this opportunity to use you.

He removed his hand from your crotch and opened the drawer in front of him. You watched him with curiosity, desperate to get his fingers, mouth, and cock inside you right away. He shuffled through his belongings before reaching for a pair of white gloves and putting them on. Your eyes widened at his actions.

"Your little nasty pussy does not deserve to be touched by my bare hands." He spoke in a low deep voice earning a whine from you. "Fuck, look at those juices. You are such a shameless whore." You felt your insides twist at his tone change. He was such an unpredictable man with no filter, treating you in the most humiliating ways, which only made you want him more. You would let him do whatever he wanted with you. You were down bad for him.

Without any warning he inserted his gloved finger inside you, it went in so smoothly as you were completely drenched. "Are you enjoying this? How embarassing y/n, is this why you joined this university? To suck cocks? To have your little cunt pounded by everyone?" You didn't reply to any of his questions busy in pleasure be was giving you, letting out small whimpers. He added two more fingers, aggressively fingering you. The wet, gushing sounds filled the room: "Doctor Park... P-please. Want to feel your fingers." You begged, squirming around, getting closer to your high. He ignored your words and lifted your tube top above your stomach, exposing your belly button to him. "Would you like to be fucked there too?" He aggressively pushed his other hand's fingers inside your belly button. You give a squeak at the sensation, moaning like the whore you are.

Your cunt and belly button getting fingered by his thick fingers simultaneously, releasing waves of pleasures inside you. You were thrashing around uncontrollably, overcome with pleasure. "Calm down, slut. I'm just getting started. Turn around." He ordered and you complied feeling a bit disappointed that you didn't get to cum. "but I didn't..." He cut you off harshly after landing a slap on your pussy "Not everything is about you."

He stuck your underwear in a wedgie, and you winced at the burning sensation on your pussy lips. Without warning, he pulled the wedgie and snapped it back, causing you to let out a painful screech. "This is how dirty little girls like you deserve to be treated," he said before snapping the wedgie several more times. You thrashed around, biting your palm to muffle your voice. He eventually stopped his assault on your ass crack and removed your underwear. What further humiliated you was the way he held your underwear with just two fingers treating it like some dirty trash. "Put this drenched shit in your mouth so you'll keep your dumb mouth shut." He threw the underwear in your face, and you did as he said, shoving it inside your mouth. You could taste the sweetness of your juices inside your mouth.

You never knew being treated in such humiliating way would turn you on so much. "Fuck look at this ass" he grunted kneading the flesh in his gloved hands. His cock was about to burst through his trousers. He enjoyed treating you in this manner because that is what dumb little cock sluts like you deserve, constantly seducing people and putting their jobs in risk. You needed to be taught a lesson that would put you in your proper place.

He began spanking your ass harshly until you were numb, your moans muffled by your panties. "This. is. exactly what naughty girls like you deserve." He spat on your asshole making sure it's lubricated enough. "I have no intention of using your nasty pussy but this tight ass deserve to be pounded." He unbuckled his belt throwing it aside and letting his cock stand in all glory. You tried to turn back, to look at his cock but he smacked your ass again "Don't turn back. I don't wanna see your spit covered dirty face." He degraded you before lifting you by the stomach and placing you on your hands and knees.

He pushed his cock into your hole, letting out the most seductive moan that nearly made you cum. "Mhmm..." You let out a muffled moan, and despite the pain, you could not stop pushing back on his cock. He began to pound into you with great speed, his hips slamming into your bruised ass. The pain from the wedgie assault lingered, and him pushing his cock into your whole aggravated it.

"Messy dumb slut." He yanked your hair back, his hips moving with uncontrollable speed. "Fuck, this is what you wanted right? To be fucked by me? To be treated like nothing, you are truly shameful." His words kept pushing you to your edge. Jay bit his lip at your state, your plump ass looked so bruised. Your belly button was red from his assault. He felt all of his stress disappear as he fucked your ass. "Touch yourself for me, baby," he asked, and you began to rub your clit vigorously, feeling your high return, but before you could cum, he pulled out his cock and released himself over your ass. You took out the underwear from your mouth. "Doctor park, I couldn't cum." You whined, panting loudly. He didn't reply, taking his gloves out before disposing them into the trash can nearby.

"And? How is that my problem?" He asked cockily, sitting back in his chair, manspreading, his cock still out. "Doctor park that's not fair!" You yelled in frustration before crawling out of bed, landing on your knees. Jay bit his lip at your sight, you looked so desparate and filthy. "Suck my cock and make yourself cum, angel." He pushed his leather shoe on your clit. You immediately took his cock in your mouth slurping on it messy while grinding on his hoe. "You dirty insatiable girl!" He said chuckling at your messed up state pushing your mouth deeper onto his cock.

You were still grinding hard on his hoe, moaning on his cock and rubbing your covered breast against his leg. Lost in the blissful pleasure he was receiving from your sensual lips, he was letting out soft moans. You were truly like the wettest and the filthiest dream he ever had. You came on his shoe grinding like a whore and he pushed you back before spraying his cum on your top. You both took few minutes to catch your breath before he wore his pants back and glanced at your dumb state. "Get up." He gave the order, and you stumbled to your feet, drenched in sweat, saliva, and cum. "Pick your underwear and clean my shoe."

You obeyed his orders cleaning his shoe with your underwear "Wear them back." You were about to protest, but his one look stopped you, and you wore the dirty, completely drenched panties back. You felt so nasty yet so good. He pulled you onto his lap and pressed his lips against yours. You kissed him back, running your hand through his styled hair, messing it up. He patted your ass, breaking off the kiss. "You can rest on the bed while I bring you something to eat." He said, and you felt the heat rush back into your face as you nodded shyly. You laid back on the bed watching him collect his things. "Remember don't remove the underwear till your day ends, it will be a reminder for you to know what happens to naughty pretentious girls like you."

His words made you whine and nod submissively, "Perhaps I will use your little pussy next time, princess."

[gardenschedule]

Beatles defending each other ❤️

In 1965 [the Byrds] toured England and Paul invited us to his club, the Scotch of St James’s [sic]. He sent a limo to pick us up. He said he had been listening to our music. We were blown away. He took us for a ride through London in his Aston Martin, at great speed. He was really hip, he and John were so tight it was like one person at times. Unlike the Byrds, [where] Crosby would just leave you out to dry, the Beatles all defended each other to the hilt. If you criticised, say, George then they would all respond.

Roger McGuinn, in Paul McCartney: Now & Then, Tony Barrow and Robin Bextor

“They’re four very different people who together form a unit that is virtually impregnable. If, for instance, someone should find fault with anything one of them has done, the others rush to his defence. They close their ranks. They’re very close indeed. A lot closer than people think.”

George Martin, Disc and Music Echo (1967)

And actually, we’ve got the image of him all these years about criticising Paul – yeah, he did, but it’s like [when] you criticise your wife. “I can criticise her, but you can’t.” I was there once when some guy was saying that he didn’t think ‘Let It Be’ was such a great record, and he thought John would agree, and he didn’t.

November 10th, 2009: Journalist Ray Connolly

Q: How did Paul react [to “How Do You Sleep”]?

John: I don’t know because I never saw him, but I think he made a comment last year which was pretty spot-on which was ‘whatever I’m saying about him is my problem, or vice versa.’ The only regret I have about it is that it should never have been about Paul because everybody’s so bothered with who’s it about that they missed the track. That’s what bugged me. I’m entitled to call him what I want to, and vice versa. It’s in our family, but if somebody else calls him names I won’t take it. It’s our own business. And anyway, it’s like Dylan said about his stuff when he looked back on it, it was all about him.

Patrick Synder-Scrumpy with Jack Breschard, “Sometime in L.A., Lennon Plays It as It Lays.” Crawdaddy [March 1974]

"When John did 'How Do You Sleep?' I didn't want to get into a slinging match. Part of it was cowardice. John was a great wit, and I didn't want to go fencing with the rapier champion of East Cheam-- But it meant that I had to take shit--It meant that I had to take lines like 'All you ever did was Yesterday.' I always find myself wanting to excuse John's behavior, just because I loved him. It's like a child, sure he was a naughty child, but don't you call my child naughty. Even if it's me he's shitting on, don't you call him naughty. That's how I felt about this and still do. I don't have a grudge whatsoever against John. I think he knew exactly what he was doing, and, because we had been so intimate, he knew what would hurt me and used it to great effect. I thought, 'Keep your head down and time will tell,' and it did because in the 'Imagine' film (Imagine John Lennon, documentary), he says it was really all about himself."

Barry Miles, Many Years From Now, 1997

“Well the deal was, he could say that, but if you said that, if anybody said anything bad about Paul, John’d take a swing at you. He’d say “you can’t talk about Paul like that”, Paul was his best buddy. If you were talking to Paul and you said something derogatory about John, he’d get up and leave. Paul was more of a peaceful guy, but John had that hot head, and he’d say “you wanna talk about Paul? Let’s go”. You weren’t allowed to say anything bad about John or Paul to each one of them because they would defend each other to the nth degree, which I liked, because you could tell they were attached at the hip.

Alice Cooper Live and Uncut on the Kim Mitchell Show

You know, John loved Paul. No doubt about it. I remember once he said to me, “I’m the only person who’s allowed to say things like that about Paul. I don’t like it when other people do.” He didn’t like if other people said nasty things about Paul. And he always referred to Paul as his estranged fiancé and things like that, like he did on that [live] record ‘I Saw Her Standing There’ with Elton in Madison Square Garden. And he knew that his relationship with Paul was very important to him. But you know, like all great friendships, they’d grown apart and married different people and had different lives. He knew what he didn’t like about Paul, but he also knew what he liked about Paul.

1990: Former Beatles publicist Tony King

George didn’t mind slagging Paul off. But he HATED other people doing it.

Tom Petty

When I talk about George, sometimes I feel like I’m making him sound too much like he was a saint. By no means was the man a saint! Over the years with him and John, they could both be really brutal with Paul. I learned very early on that I couldn’t join them. They both on different occasions said, “We can say that, but you shouldn’t.” They were truly brothers who loved taking the piss out of each other, but they didn’t want anybody else doing it.

Jim Keltner on George Harrison

[pinkhor1zon]

red bean buns ₊⊹˚ෆ

pairing - gn!reader x kim woonhak

genre - fluff, online friends/classmates to ??, high school au

warnings - food, slight swearing, they’re in their last year of high school, adults dni, woonhak’s down bad, lmk if there’s anything else!

wc: ~1.6k

synopsis - when there’s a dorky classmate that keeps sneaking glances at you and a boy on the other line who isn’t telling you his name, you’re starting to get suspicious.

maia’s note: i love woonhak so much lawd 😭😭 this is slightly inspired by “you’re here that’s the thing” by beabadoobee!! but erm i wrote this really quickly and messily bcuz i’ve finally come to the realization that woonhak is my bias. i’m sorry leehan. anyways please enjoy! reblogs and likes are always appreciated 🫶

“gi? are you there?” you furrowed your eyebrows, “did you hear me? my name is yn.”

there was a break in the thick silence, “huh? oh, yeah, i’m sorry.”

you were talking to your online friend of 3 years, gi, on the phone. you met playing roblox and after becoming very comfortable with each other, you were basically best friends.

although the two of you were extremely close, you still went by your username, and gi said he had been going by a nickname as well.

the both of you chose to call and reveal your real name since it had only felt right. i mean, knowing each other for so long and everything, you guys should!

thus, you had just revealed your name to him, and for some reason, he sounds.. in shock?

“okay it’s your turn, what’s your real name?” you asked him.

“um.. i actually have to go now.. yn.. b-bye!”

your phone beeped, signaling that he had hung up. he actually hung up.

your jaw dropped. there is no fucking way he just did that.

continue under the cut!!

——————

the next day, you woke up with a buzzing headache.

you had texted gi repeatedly about the event that occurred, but he hadn’t replied whatsoever, and of course, it kept you up at night.

over the years you’ve known gi, you have developed feelings for him. however, you never wanted to admit it, as you were embarrassed for having feelings for someone you didn’t even know in real life. i mean, you didn’t even know his name… playing games and talking daily made your heart skip, even if you wanted to deny it. so after yesterday, you felt an even larger sense of embarrassment.

you walked into your classroom, basically a zombie. you sat down at your desk and rested your head on your arms, closing your eyes.

“dang what happened to you?” your desk mate and class president, park gunwook, questioned you.

you shrugged, responding sarcastically, “a fucking tornado hit me, that’s what.”

gunwook chuckled and his eyes wandered elsewhere.

“hey why’s woonhak staring at you so sadly? he looks like a puppy, don’t you think?”

you opened your eyes and to the right of you was woonhak, standing near his friends. his group was conversing with passion, but he was looking right at you. also, gunwook was right; he looked like a puppy.

almost automatically he looked away, scratching the back of his neck as his ears reddened.

you furrowed your eyebrows. what was that about? you thought.

you shook off the strange feeling you got and closed your eyes again. but when you did, you felt a familiar pair of eyes focusing their attention on you again.

——————

you and woonhak weren’t friends or anything. the only time you had talked to each other was for a project in your 2nd year. yeah, you two had been in the same class every year, (which was actually a strange coincidence..?) but you had never been close like that. it wasn’t anything personal; you both just didn’t feel a need to get close or whatever.

so why, just why, was he staring at you so much?

it was now lunchtime, and you, gunwook, and your other friend, haerin, were grabbing food at the convenience store.

you walked into the bakery section to pick up a red bean bun, already holding a strawberry milk in one hand. you spotted the item you were looking for, but you also noticed something in the left corner of your eye. you grabbed the bun and then turned to your left.

it was.. woonhak.

woonhak stood there at the end of the aisle, a red bean bun in his hand and a blank stare on his face.

you raised an eyebrow, “woonhak?”

he didn’t say anything. he just stood there and looked at you, expressionless. you walked up to him slowly.

“woonhak do you have something to say?? orrr..”

he blinked. then blinked again. his eyes widened, “oh.. yn! i’m so sorry!! um..”

“its alright. are you okay?” you asked, concerned.

“yes! well.. actually, i’m not fully sure,” his eyes wandered and then focused on the red bean bun in your hold. “oh! do you like red bean buns too?”

you giggled, “yeah i do!” he smiled at you widely, and you did the same.

“yn! did you get it??”

you turned to see haerin calling at you. when she saw woonhak behind you, she raised her eyebrows.

“yeah i got it,” you looked to woonhak, “i’ll.. see you later?”

he nodded, blushing a bit. you walked up to haerin and both headed to the cash register, where gunwook was.

“what was that yn? you and woonhak..?” she wiggled her eyebrows.

gunwook, obviously confused, said, “huh? what did i miss?”

“not much? well i don’t know what that was honestly..”

they looked at you, puzzled. you three checked out and headed back to your classrooms. on the way back, you explained your little interaction with woonhak.

gunwook chuckled, “he wants you so bad.”

you scrunched your face in refusal, “no way..”

“i don’t know, yn, he got really flustered when seeing you. like, quite literally speechless,” she snickered.

you blinked, thousands of thoughts running through your mind. woonhak liking you wouldn’t be the worst, but you need to stay loyal to gi, right? or maybe not since it’s kind of complicated currently. you were still thinking about what happened the day before and were still utterly confused; this woonhak stuff didn’t help.

you shook your head at your friends, trying not to over complicate everything. you figured that when you got home, you had to try and talk to gi and find out what was up with him hanging up so abruptly?

——————

after arriving back home after school, you plopped on your bed, desperate for rest after your previous sleepless night. you pulled your phone out of your pocket and pressed on you and gi’s messages.

he’s read your texts, but hasn’t responded to them. you frown, wondering if you did anything wrong. you then start typing out a message but stop when you see three circles pop up, signaling that he’s texting you.

can we call?

the message shows on your screen, and you pause for a second—before quickly pressing the call button.

“gi?”

“yn.”

“woah, it’s weird hearing you call me by my na-“

“we need to talk.”

you press your lips into a thin line. “okay.. what is it?”

he pauses and says, “you see.. we actually know each other. like, in real life.”

“w-what??” your eyes widen, “who are you?”

you hear him take a deep breath.

“can we meet at the park near may street? i feel like this is something to be handled with in person and.. i have more to tell you.”

you take in his words, thinking about his question in your head. you trust he’s not some creep or so, i mean, you have known him for 3 years and a strong trust and bond have grown from that.

“okay. in around 15 minutes then?” you decide.

“yes, that sounds good. i’ll see you then yn.”

“see you.. gi.”

——————

you were laying down on the slide, looking up at the sky. you quickly walked to the park, basically the moment you got off the call. everything was just really overwhelming to you, you didn’t know what to expect or feel.

luckily, there was no one at the park and a light breeze was present. you look at your phone screen. 4:40. the call ended at 4:30. you closed your eyes, nervous for when your online friend of 3 years would appear.

you ultimately treasure your friendship with him and that’s part of why you’ve never confessed to him. you were too afraid of ruining the bond you had already built. therefore, you sucked it up and decided to ignore your feelings. even if you still felt them. like, really felt them.

“um.. yn?”

you jolt up and open your eyes.

“wait..”

“hold on i can explain!!”

“woonhak?”

there standing in front of you was your dorky, awkward classmate, woonhak.

“yeah.. okay well i wanted to tell you BUT!! don’t forget i just found out who YOU were like, yesterday, and i was really taken aback but also happy because you’re… you! um, im sorry, i-i,” he scratched the back of his neck.

you stood up from the slide and walked up to him. patting his shoulder, you gave him a reassuring smile.

“woonhak, dude, calm down! it’s just me.”

he mumbled, “well that’s the thing, it is you..”

you raised an eyebrow, “huh?”

“no.. no! um, you see,” he exhales, “i love our friendship and i was very happy to find you in roblox 3 years ago. but.. when i found out you were yn in real life, that.. changed things.”

you nodded slowly, “okay.. how so?”

“i just liked my online friend, [username], as a friend, right? but.. you.. i like you, yn, as more.”

you gape at him, mouth widening in an ‘o’ shape. “you.. you like me? like like me?”

he says sheepishly, “yes, like like you.”

you hold in a laugh, “that’s ironic because i like gi as more than friends, but not woonhak.”

now it’s his turn to gape at you with wide eyes and his pretty lips in a small ‘o.’

you giggle, “so.. what now then?”

“well.. i’m gi and your yn so..”he stressed the last o.

“so…” you repeated.

“we’re a thing?” he said slowly.

you smiled at him, “we’re a thing.”

he engulfed you in a warm yet somewhat suffocating hug and nuzzled his head into the side of your neck. his next few words were muffled, but you could still make them out.

“i really, really like you, yn.”

——————

the next day, you arrive at your desk at school and lying on it is a mountain of red bean buns. a sticky note is on the top and it reads, ‘i heard you liked red bean buns?’

do not repost, translate, or copy.

[gunnerfc]

🎄WOSO FICMAS: Dec. 20 - Steph Catley🎄

Steph Catley x Reader (Arsenal & Matildas) | WC: 717

Dec. 20 prompt - secret santa

-> woso ficmas masterlist can be found here!

The idea of a team secret santa was fun, you all knew each other very well and were very confident that you’d each have the best gift. However, you were a bit surprised when you drew Steph’s name. Of course, you would pull your fiancée’s name instead of a teammate’s.

As you went to say something about your pull, Leah was quick to shut you down saying “No one is allowed to switch, because at least two people would know who the other got.” She had her captain voice on when she said but all you could do was playfully roll your eyes at her statement, finding her seriousness on the exchange funny.

Steph had pulled Beth, which seemed like the best person for her to pull aside from you considering how close they were. The Aussie had found two gifts for the forward that fit within the limit set pretty quickly. You on the other hand weren’t sure what to get your girlfriend that wouldn’t give away who it was from or one of her actual Christmas presents that you had already gotten.

Ever since you drew names Steph had been trying to get you to spill whose name you had gotten but each time her pleas were met with a shake of your head and a kiss to her lips, telling her to "be patient.”

“You could give me a hint and maybe I could help you, baby.” your fiancée sleepily stated as you lay in bed, ready for sleep to take over. Once again trying to get you to tell her who you picked.

“You heard Leah, babe. No telling,” you whispered to her, feeling her lightly laugh against your chest.

Steph was the first to fall asleep, having a harder training session than you did earlier in the day. As you lay in bed, an idea pops into your head. Would it technically go against Leah’s rule? Yes, but you didn’t care. You saw your idea as a way to one-up Steph in a small argument you were having.

A week later the team is gathered in Leah’s living room, ready to start opening presents. The team went back and forth debating whether people should go one by one or if everyone should open gifts at the same. The argument lasted two minutes before Kim used her ‘captain voice’ to vote in favor of going one by one.

After each person opened their gifts, everyone tried to guess who their secret santa was but no one had gotten their guess right. Not until it was Steph’s turn to open hers.

You watched your Aussie girlfriend open the box containing an Arsenal shirt, confusion clouded her eyes as she turned the shirt over. You laughed quietly to yourself as you watched her eyes scan down the back, seeing “Y/L/N 7” printed in white font.

“The whole point of a secret santa is that it's a secret, Y/N,” Leah groaned, having seen the words printed on the back of the kit.

You laughed before responding with “then maybe you should have let me switch when I tried to ask, Williamson.”

You figured the Arsenal kit with your last name was fitting since you and Steph had been playfully debating who was going to take whose last name once you were finally married.

Steph turned to face you, giving you a quick kiss on your cheek before making a joke about how you needed to get a shirt with your number and her last name on it now. You rolled your eyes at her comment, but you knew she was serious about getting you one.

Once you returned home, Steph changed into her new Arsenal kit. You watched your fiancée change, seeing her in a kit with your last name doing something to you.

“You look hot wearing my name, baby,” you smirked, Steph rolling her eyes at your suggestive tone. The Aussie joined you in bed, her lips meeting yours in a heated kiss, the first of many that night.

Steph’s new jersey didn’t stay on long that night and while you still hadn’t decided on whose last name would be your shared last name, the defender wasn’t complaining about how you reacted to seeing her donning a “Y/L/N” shirt.

[808airsoftbros]

The Literature Club (Blackpink)

Author: Here is a Yandere oneshot from my oneshot book in Wattpad. If you want to check out more of my works take a look at the Masterlist :)

Y/N's POV

Today is a new year of school, a new year of memories, a new year of funny moments together with my friends. The first thing I did for my morning routine is getting from my bed and brushing my teeth then having a nice hot shower. I go downstairs to see my eomma make breakfast for me.

"Morning sweetie~!" Eomma greeted me.

"Morning Eomma!" I greeted her back before I sat down and begin to eat breakfast.

"I heard the school is holding a new club promotion event." Eomma told me.

"Yeah, the school is going to have vendors from the school's club to get new members." I responded to her.

"So any clubs you have in mind?" She asked me curiously.

"I don't know but I heard there is a new literature club, so I'm gonna check it out!" I said to my Eomma.

"That's good to hear your joining a new club." Eomma responded to me with a bright smile.

After, I was done eating breakfast, I grab my things for school and started to walk my way. Took me about 5 minutes to finally get to the front entrance of campus. I take a deep breath before heading inside the building, I looked at my schedule and the school's billboard about the club vendors.

When I was about to continue walking down to my class, I went to my assigned locker but when I opened it, I was confused as there's some sort of letter with a heart on it. I take the letter and open it before reading it.

"Hey Y/N!

We are the club members of the Blackpink Literature Club and we are hoping that you are interested in joining. If you are wondering who is writing this then my name is Kim Jisoo and I'm the club president. I have other three club members in my literature club as for the moment. We would be extremely grateful if you come to visit us at the club vendors at the school!

Hope to see ya there~!

- Kim Jisoo"

Wow, what a coincidence! I was actually planning to go there anyway, if you didn't know already. I put the letter away and the bell rang right after.

My first class is English, I walk down the hallway to the classroom and inside is the students and the teacher themselves.

"Oh, hi, who are you?" The teacher asks me.

"My name is Y/N Shin." I answered him and he nods.

"Ah, yes, your in the right class, please have a seat!" The teacher instructs me and I go sit down on a open desk.

After a good while, a see four girls come inside and my lord they were all gorgeous. The boys stared at them but the girls just ignored it.

"And who are you four?" The teacher asks them.

"Our names is Kim Jisoo, Kim Jennie, Park Chaeyoung, and Manoban Lalisa." Jisoo introduces herself and the other girls.

"But you call me Rose." Rose explained to the teacher.

"And you can simply call me Lisa." Lisa said to the teacher.

I see a lot of other students whispering among one another so I guess their really popular students here. What a minute...? The girl named Jisoo is the one who left that letter in the locker room!

That is very unusual for me because in my own opinion, I'm not that really interesting of a person and I don't know why they would leave a letter in my locker.

"Maybe they left letters to other students as well..." I suggested myself and I shrug it off.

I was busy reading a book but my dense self was not aware that the girls were sitting right by me... Jisoo was in the seat in front of me, Jennie the left side, Chaeyoung on the right side, and Lisa behind me and they stared at me.

"Why do I get the feeling I have eyes on me..." I said in my thoughts before looking up to Jisoo looking at me which startled me and she just giggled in response along with the other girls.

"Wow, you really are cute in person." She said to me which I blushed in response.

"I know, right Jisoo-Unnie~?" Rose quickly responded to her while licking her lips sending shivers down my spine.

"Do you have a girlfriend by any chance?" Chaeyoung asked me curiously and I shake my head.

"No?" She asked me raising her eyebrow.

"I don't have one, why do you ask?" I asked her curiously.

"Oh, we're just curious that's all." She responded to me and I nod. But when I looked at the other girls reaction to my answer, they were strangely happy about it which I wonder why.

"Alright, class settle down we're beginning the lesson ." The teacher announced.

Everyone went off their phones or just put away whatever they were doing then pay attention to the teacher. The girls rolled their eyes and we begin the lesson.

TIMESKIP

After the lecture is over, everyone is dismissed and they left the classroom immediately after they were done packing. I since today is the first day of school, they decided to just let us roam and explore around campus for the 2nd period of class.

In the meantime though, I wanted to check out the club vendors since they were holding it right now. I head to the cafeteria and see a whole bunch of stuff like anime, archery, sports, anything you can imagine a school would have.

"Hey, kid!" I hear a girl voice calling to me and I turn to the direction of the voice to see a girl walking towards me.

"Your interested in joining the art club?" She asks me.

Jisoo's POV

We got done setting up the our vendor but we wondered where our Y/N could be at. I decided to look around for him but when I found him. My blood began to boil when I saw Irene talking to him and being too friendly with him.

"He's gonna get punished when I get my hands on him." I said to myself.

I approached them and Irene quickly left when she saw me.

"Hey Jisoo, what do you need?" He asked me.

"Come here." I ordered him and I grabbed his arm then pull him to my vendor with the other girls.

Y/N's POV

Jeez, why is she so possessive of my all of a sudden when she saw me with Irene? Is she jealous or something? Heck, I don't even know!

I continued to be dragged by Jisoo until we reached the Literature Club's vendor. Jisoo explained to what she saw to the girls and they began to giving me death glare at me which I gulped in response.

"Y/N, what were you doing with Irene?" Jennie asked me coldly.

"She just asked if I wanted to join the art club, that's all." I confessed to them.

"From now on, you don't talk any girls besides us!" Rose said to me coldly while grabbing my collar.

"W-What?" I asked her while stuttering.

"You see, from now on. We own you so you belong to us only." Lisa explains to me.

"W-What the hell?!" I said in my thoughts as I panicked.

"Do you understand now, baby now~?" Jisoo asked me while giving me a sadistic smile and I nod slowly.

"Do you understand?" She asked again but this time with a angry look which I gulped in response.

"Yes, Jisoo-Unnie." I responded to her and she smiles again.

"Good." She says before grabbing a badge with a logo on it and pins it onto me.

That moment, I knew that this year is gonna be a long and tiring one...

TIMESKIP

It has been months since the Literature Club members have claimed me as there's. Many boys were jealous of it but they didn't dare try to attack me in any way because if they did let's just say the members "took care of them" which I can already tell what they mean.

"Y/N, come here!" I hear Jennie call to me.

I approach her to the desk she is sitting at.

"So, you enjoy it here, baby boy~?" She asked me seductively and I nod slowly.

"Good, because your going to enjoy this as much as I will." She said to me before getting up from her seat and sits on my lap.

She stared at me with her deadly eyes which makes me shiver before she slowly caresses my face. She slowly moves her head towards mine and our lips interlocked with each other.

She began to insert her tongue into mine and begins to explore the inside of my mouth. It wasn't exactly love but pure hunger. At this point it was dragging on for too long but thankfully she pulled away, and I immediately begin to catch my breath.

"Oh, this is just the beginning, where not done yet~" She warns me.

"Yah, Jennie why don't we get to kiss him?" Rose whines to her and Jennie turns to look at her.

"You will get to eventually." She says to her.

She then pulls a knife out of her bag which makes my eyes widen.

"Now, the real fun begins!" She announced and the girls smirk at the sight.

"Oh god..." I said before closing my eyes.

                                                      Game Over

I just looked at the computer in disbelief of what I just played. Seriously what type of dating simulator is this?!

"I think I better get rid of this." I suggest to myself before I move the mouse to delete the game.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you~." I hear 4 girls say to me which makes my stomach drop.

I spin my office chair to see that somehow the same four girls are now in my room!!!

"How the hell did they get here!?!?" I question in my thoughts as I have no idea what to do.

"We have our ways if your wondering how we got here." Lisa says to me.

"But now your ours forever~." Jisoo says to me with a evil smile.

"Ah, nuts." I muttered.

[decepti-thots]

here is an ask that is a free excuse to talk about any disco elysium prowldome thoughts you have because i am FASCINATED by it in the abstract but having a hard time nailing it down

so your original tags on the post this relates to specified that CD is Kim (and therefore, Prowl is Harry) and that is what actually made me really interested. because not making the self-destructive amnesiac character CD (who in canon is... that in a different way) was SO interesting to me. i will cut this both for potential DE spoilers and also so people can choose whether or not to read my overlong ramblings. lmao.

so the thing about DE as a text is that it's doing a really specific thing gameplay wise, derived from the biggest inspiration it has mechanically, which is the game Planescape Torment. specifically it is doing this thing where the idea of the amnesiac protagonist as a 'clean slate' is troubled by constant catastrophic interaction with NPCs that knew your player character before they lost their memory, so while you as the player are roleplaying as them as vessels to project yourself onto because of their diagetic memory loss, you are constantly having that fantasy of 'starting over fresh' and total control over them as an agent undermined by the reality that other people remember them, and their influence on this fictional world pre-dates your own.

i think that's SUCH a fascinating lens through which to look at what Prowl does as a character; his constant attempts at- and more to the point failure at- reinvention, because the thing that constantly gets in his way is always... himself. his own past actions catching up to him and his inability to handle that. right? so he's an incredibly interesting kind of archetype to put into this story just because the thing that always undermines him is his inability to get away from his impact on other people. he can change how he feels or who he is, but he can't change what he's done. this is a really great character to put into a narrative role like Harry in DE.

the thing is that Chromedome is not Kim, because the entire point of Kim is to give you someone to make that new first impression on. right? Kim is the character from out of town who knows of you by reputation but has no pre-existing relationship to you as an actual person. who you decide to play Harry as in the moment becomes who Kim knows you to be.

if Chromedome is anyone, surely he's. you know. Harry's ex he keeps alienating by calling her and freaking her out begging her to come back because he thinks they're inevitable and he refuses to tolerate life without her. he's Dora, at least very loosely. (well. he could be Jean, i guess. but like. I do not give a fuck about Jean. sorry.)

so i was thinking this over and like... a DE version of these two where the twist is that you think Chromedome is Kim and this is how these two meet on a case and become (professional) partners, and in reality he's been lying since realising that Prowl has no memory and he is, in fact, the ex that Prowl's limbic system keeps dropping hints he's really fucked up over (and who he has lingering repressed guilt over the knowledge he did in some way fuck over)... i think that's how i see this working tbh. it's fascinating to imagine how Chromedome would like. respond to that. and what his motivations are- both what they start off as and where they end up depending on how things go, and what an amnesiac Prowl decides to do and how he chooses to conduct himself.

there are a lot of things that i think are completely inextricable from DE even in the context of vague wonderings about silly hypothetical fandom AUs. first off, DE is about politics, and the kind of person Harry becomes in the face of his amnesia is tied extremely closely to that. fandom tends to gloss over the fact that a ton of Prowl's negative development in exRiD specifically is also linked to that comic making some points about politics, i feel; it's not that they're subtle or anything lmao, fandom just tends to focus on characters in a very individualist sense that doesn't always line up with what that comic is using them for. Prowl is someone who refuses to relinquish wartime power (and the abuses thereof) in the aftermath of a (from his perspective, still ongoing) conflict. and he is the guy, in DE, who would have been intellectually sympathetic towards the revolution, but he'd also have been working to put it down. (also, this is clearly different from Harry, who grew up in the aftermath of its failure, the generation dealing with an after that was traumatic.) and so much of Prowl's moves towards that tight grip on authoritarian power in exRiD comes from a contextually developed fear- both for himself (if he relinquishes his sunk cost fallacy there are a lot of things he did that were not justified) and for the society he imagines is under constant risk of falling into chaos if he does not. but what does he believe when he doesn't remember all the things that brought him to that point? i mean, the prowl we saw in Shadowplay thinks very differently than the one we see in the present. and specifically Roberts writes Prowl as someone whose initial drive was to try and escape the war and its conflicts altogether. so your angle there is very in line with what DE does with Harry and his amnesia, I think.

Chromedome meanwhile... i think the idea of a post-war Chromedome who has survived his own attempts at self-destruction and come to loathe Prowl playing this role of silent, judgemental observer of Prowl with this ostensible opportunity to change, who lies about not knowing Prowl as a kind of mirror to the way Chromedome has erased other relationships in his life to avoid confronting the pain of them... is really interesting, honestly. (there are versions of this where he is married to Rewind and there are versions of this where Rewind is at least temporarily still dead, and i like both tbh.) does Chromedome want Prowl to be able to genuinely change through this? perhaps the cracks in his story start showing when unlike Kim, he responds with increasing frustration at Prowl actually doing so, a thing it doesn't make sense for him to be bitter about if he's really a stranger. meanwhile Prowl is clearly and immediately latching onto Chromedome as someone he has decided he admires, and declares trust in. (harry idealizes kim a lot; the vision he has of dora, too, calls him out on literally deifying her; and we see in idw canon that for all his irritation with Chromedome now he casually asserts ludicrous stuff like 'you're literally too fantastic at your job for it to kill you' and so on.) had Chromedome comfortably convinced himself that was all bullshit and Prowl has no actual remaining feelings towards him, that it was all just to get Chromedome to do useful shit for him when he snapped his fingers? does seeing evidence to the contrary- that Prowl's feelings continue to be, annoyingly, real and genuine- destabilize him?

god there's a TON more i want to think about here. obviously there are a lot of things DE explores that bringing into this complicates as well. DE talks about suicidality and addiction extensively, obviously, for starters. (which are probably themes most people would automatically project onto Chromedome, which makes this specific configuration really interesting, i think.) the inevitable futility of trying to be an individual who is 'one of the good ones' in a system where that doesn't matter and will never allow you to be. you could probably tie that in with functionism if you wanted, and Prowl's seeming baseline agreement with at least some parts of that system on some level despite it clearly not benefiting him overmuch. right? there's a lot of potential room to engage directly with not just the basic plot setup of DE but its actual themes i think, which sort of surprised me to realise. (and is why it kept bopping around in my head, because that's really the only way i would be interested in a fusion AU kind of thing modelling itself on Elysium; i'm not here for the trope-y setup, i'm here for what DE actually does thematically and the crunchier topics it commits to exploring.)

anyway. please consider. you know that skill check you can get in the last dream with Dora? the one you can 'succeed' and it's really, really bad to do so, actually? yeah. please consider that skill check in this context. ahahaha. I SURE AM

[mmingooo]

again and again ෆ⸒⸒ kim mingyu (김민규)

ෆ⸒⸒ summary: wonwoo just can't seem to get a break from interrupting you and mingyu.

ෆ⸒⸒ genre: fluff, crack, slightly suggestive but nothing too crazy

ෆ⸒⸒ mingyu x gn!reader

ෆ⸒⸒ wc: 696

ෆ⸒⸒ notes: this is sort of a continuation to this fic, but can be read as a stand alone!

⋆ ₊ ﾟ ☽ * ₊ ⋆

In the bustling chaos of your daily life, tranquility was a rare gem to find. Sleepless nights and early mornings had become all too familiar, and the pressure of meeting strangers' expectations was exhausting. Some days, you yearned for the luxury of simply erasing people's memory of your existence, curling up in bed, listening to music, and, of course, cherishing moments with your god-like boyfriend.

But today was different; today, you could pretend to be just an ordinary person enjoying a peaceful morning. The sun's gentle rays caressed your face, with no alarm or urgent calls to disturb your rest; you woke up naturally.

Beside you, Mingyu lay on his stomach, facing you from just a few inches away. His arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. You couldn't resist running your fingers through his hair, gently scratching as he began to stir awake. His eyes opened, and a lazy smile graced his lips upon seeing you with drowsy eyes.

"Hi," you whispered softly.

"Hi," he replied, turning onto his back to stretch.

Resting your head on his bare chest, he planted a lazy kiss on your hair, making you feel all the more at ease. Several weeks had passed since your accidental encounter with Wonwoo, and ever since that incident, you two have grown closer. Now, visiting Mingyu at his apartment felt more natural and comfortable.

"Did you sleep well?" Mingyu asked, turning to his side, his arm now supporting your head. You nodded in response.

"I had a weird dream though," you noted.

"Oh, really? What was it about?"

As you began relating your bizarre dream, Mingyu playfully showered you with kisses all over your face.

"Er— are you listening?" you chuckled.

"Of course! You were... flying around in space, right?" he teased from the side of your neck.

You snorted, "What? Did you hear anything I said?"

He pulled away and looked at your face, trying to detect any hint of annoyance, but all he found was amusement. He smiled back at you, "Not really. You just look really kissable this morning."

"Thank you?" you giggled.

"You're very welcome."

You shook your head and pecked his lips, intending for a chaste kiss, but Mingyu had different plans as he passionately kissed you. The kiss deepened, and he laid you on your back, gently moving the covers to allow more breathing space. His hands started exploring your body, and you reciprocated, your breathing becoming more intense as the desire for each other grew.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and there stood Wonwoo, the perpetual interrupter of your and Mingyu's intimate moments.

"Hey, Gyu, is this toothbrush yours or mine?" he started, then abruptly stopped upon seeing the scene before him. "Oh!" he exclaimed, covering his eyes with his forearm.

Mingyu quickly brought the covers back up, though nothing had been exposed. You felt your cheeks flush as you scrambled down under the covers.

"We're not—like—doing anything weird," Mingyu stammered, and you playfully slapped his arm. Why did he have to say that?

"I mean... anyway, what can I do for you?" Mingyu tried to regain composure.

"Uh, I was just wondering which toothbrush was yours. I got one of the same color, and now I don't know which one is mine."

"I think mine has a line on the sides with a slightly lighter color."

"Ah, alright then. Thank you, goodbye," Wonwoo said, exiting the room, pausing briefly before shutting the door to bid, "Goodbye, Y/N!"

"Bye..." you responded weakly, too embarrassed to say goodbye properly.

When you two were alone again, you scrambled back up, and Mingyu uncovered you.

"I think I might actually move to another country and ghost everyone," you said, bringing your hands to cover your reddening face.

"Even me?" Mingyu pouted.

You gently placed a hand on his cheek, "I'm sorry, life is unfair sometimes."

He smirked smugly, "You can't live without me. You would never ghost me."

You sighed, realizing he was right. You couldn't argue with that, and maybe you didn't want to. With Mingyu by your side, life's chaos felt a little more manageable, and you wouldn't trade that for anything else.

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Re: the split/kid Kim AU, I've seen you say a lot about the interactions between Chay and Kim and kid!Kim (which are wonderful and I love them!). Do you have any thoughts about the interactions between Kinn or Khun and kid!Kim?

Ooh, you're right, most of my posts have focused on Kim and Chay which is hilarious, because actually! The fic is centered around Kim and his brothers!! Since this fic is figuratively and literally about healing Kim's inner child, a very large part of that means mending his relationship with Kinn and Khun.

When this fic starts, Kim is ~13 and his Kinn is still dating Tawan. Kinn hasn't gone through all the heart break and betrayal that turned him into someone cold and cruel. He's still Kim's big, sweet, kind older brother, and even though kid Kim is a grumpy little storm cloud, he loves his brothers more than anything. He doesn't know why everything is suddenly so much different, but he trusts Kinn to fix it. And Kinn does not know what to do with a Kim that wholeheartedly, unquestioningly (mostly) trusts him.

“Kim?” The boy doesn’t respond. Kinn wants to reach out to him, but he’s still got that knife clutched in his hand, and he might be wild enough to use it, even against his own brother.  “It’s alright, nong, you’re safe now. You’re home. I’m—hia’s here. Okay?” Kinn crawls closer. He keeps his voice even and soothing, or tries to, at least. He doesn’t know how well it works. Kim doesn’t move from his hiding place, and he doesn’t stop shaking.  Kim’s voice breaks when he chokes out, “I don’t know what’s happening.”  When Kinn comes closer, close enough to touch, Kim doesn’t flinch away from him. He picks his head up and fixes Kinn with his wide, red-rimmed eyes, and looks at him like he holds all the answers. Kinn desperately wishes he did.  “Hia?” “Come on, nong.” Kinn holds out his hand. “Let’s figure this out together.”

This is probably going to end up focused on Kim and Kinn's relationship, actually, since Kim is already a little closer to Khun. Luckily adult Khun is jsut as crazy as Kim remembers, and he takes the whole kid!Kim thing in stride, so naturally Kim gravitates towards him. But as much as he loves Khun, Kinn is the one he looks up to, the one he believes can fix everything. And Kinn, who takes on so much responsibility, who's finally the one in charge, can now protect Kim the way he thinks he should have when they were younger.

This fic is also where I started my headcanon that Khun calls Kim his little songbird. At some point adult Kim will see how easy it is for his younger self to get along with his brothers (talking, spending time, cuddling with them, all things Kim hasn't allowed himself in years) and it makes his heart ache. He thinks it's too late. Even apologizes that he isn't the brother Khun deserves, but Khun just huffs and calls him an idiot for ever thinking that jsut because he's broken out of his cage and is flying free, doesn't mean he isn't still Khun's precious songbird. He's jsut been waiting for Kim to stop being so stubborn and finally come home, and so as Kinn. Cue little Kim taking Kim's hand and dragging him into a cuddle pile bc see? how easy?? it is???

And it's not easy, because Kim doesn't have these memories of being close to his brothers. They feel like strangers to him now without them. But... it is nice. It's so good, he doesn't know how he's lived without them all these years. Kid!Kim is happily bundled up in one of Khun's fluffiest coats, calling Kim dumb for nor seeing how much he still needs them. The story is about Kim healing his inner child, but his child self ends up healing him, too.

There's also a really fun dynamic between Kid!Kim and Porsche, because Kinn. Does not know how to brother. But Porsche is very good at brothering, and he knows how to handle Little Brother Emotional CrisisTM. So until Kinn learns how to be a brother to Kim again, he's the one filling that role, and it's very cute. Esp. when Kim finds out Porsche is Chay's older brother, then he's all awkwardly trying to as about his super cute future boyfriend 🥺👉👈 (He tries to play it cool around Chay. he is not successful. Chay thinks he's adorable.)

After Kim is reunited with child self/no longer going around as two people, he ends up with really weird feelings towards Porsche? They weren't particularly close before, but suddenly? Porsche feels?? safe??? One day Kim just hugs him out of the blue and they both freeze because it was such a natural instinct to Kim he didn't even question it, but also he doesn't hug Porsche?? ever??? (Porsche thinks it's both hilarious and adorable)

Also I want to mention that I have a very similar AU to this, except it's Kinn that gets de-aged instead! Porsche drops him off at Kim's apartment out of the blue and Kim is like wtf no?? And that one has accompanying fanart! Little Kinn gets nightmares, and he sneaks in to sleep with Kim bc he's too afraid to sleep alone 🥺

[mazzystar24]

I think we'll get a will mention but Chris will still go with the Diaz parents in the end. But only temporarily. Like they'll want to take Chris with them, saying something about how they're next in line or best suited to have him or some kind of comment that makes Eddie go "well actually, no. It's in my will that Buck gets Christopher." But Buck will give Chris the choice of what he wants to do/where he wants to go.

And I think Chris knows that if he goes with Buck, there's too much of a chance of seeing/hearing about his dad or Buck trying to make peace quicker than either of them needs, and I think Chris needs to be away from his dad (the Kim thing + general teenagerness) so he goes with his grandparents, temporarily.

And Buck is there to tell Eddie he's not a bad father, he's not a bad person, he's clearly still dealing with trauma and grief and needs to focus on himself and put himself first right now. So we end season 7 with Eddie (somewhat) isolated, working through all this, figuring some things out, and Season 8 we get fresh start Eddie 2.0

I actually think that the Diaz parents WONT be complete assholes about it but I think they’ll like be a bit confused and like pushy with why Buck is involved like they’ll be very much like this is a serious private matter why is the white boy here again? AND THEN WILL MENTION - also adding this in after I wrote the second paragraph of this so this might be out of context but that’s another way they can show their growth like sorta respond to bucks place in the Diaz family in a way that contrasts their relationship with Shannon

Like something about these two pics make me think that they’ll be really leaning into their redemption arcs and just have them be supportive and reassuring- which if they do sorta show them earning their redemption arc more I’d actually be all for, unlike the Buckley parents who they just SAY they’re redeemed while never showing us their behaviour changing

Like the second pic very much gives the same energy ramon and Eddie’s reconciliation had and maybe actually that’ll come up and ramon says something about how Eddie needs to take some time not just for Chris but for himself, to see who he is outside of being a father, maybe even talk about his own faults as a father and how Eddie’s never not had to be in dad mode cos of him

Plus I feel like the Diaz parents having more conflict with Eddie would just give too much to unpack by the time s8 comes around if that makes sense

Also totally agree they should give SOME justification for why Chris wouldn’t stay with buck instead

And totally agree with the whole last part of your ask and fingers crossed that’s what happens🤞🤞🤞

[kim-areum]

❀ in which hong eunchae invites kim areum in eunchae star diary!

“hello! everyone this is eunchae star diary!” eunchae said smiling widely to the camera as she was assigned to go to enhypen’s waiting room to take areum

“today… i am meeting with enhypen’s girl member! I’ve seen her alot in hybe especially since she wrote one of our songs! im really nervous” she said walking out of the room while talking to the camera

[areum took part on writing blue flame and impurities ]

“oh did i mention how pretty she is? i really want to be friends with her..” eunchae said with a pout looking at the camera as she smiled nervously

[Kim Areum please be friends with eunchae..!]

“ahhh.. im really nervous I’ve arrived outside their waiting room!” she said as she showed enhypen’s waiting room and knocked on it nervously

“ne~” a member inside said

“is it okay to open the door?” eunchae asked as the members inside said yes, as she opened the door eunchae was greeted with hello’s and cheer��s which made her giggle

“were you all doing something?” she asked “ah don’t worry we weren’t doing anything!” areum said smiling warmly at her as she stood up from her seat beside sunoo

“ah okay! then should we go now?” eunchae asked areum nodded “bye-bye!” areum said waving to her members which made them smile

“do well!” sunoo said smiling waving at her “dont take her!” niki said jokingly which made all of them laugh and him getting hit playfully by sunghoon

[enhypen are really close~]

eunchae led areum out of the room as they walked to their destination “helloo!! eunchae said excitingly to her” as areum smiled at her “helloo wahh.. you’re really cute eunchae-ssi you’re also so tall”

eunchae chuckled nervously but also dying in the inside “ah sunbaenim your more taller!” she smiled at her “oh its okay don’t call me sunbaenim anymore just call me eonnie!” areum said to eunchae patting her shoulder

[areum is very friendly ❤️]

“Wahh! hello everybody” areum greeted the staff happily as she sat down with eunchae putting a blanket on her lap

eunchae looked at her smiling as areum also looked at her which made eunchae giggle covering her mouth “eh why?” Areum said laughing at her

“nothing, nothing, eonnie could you please introduce yourself?” eunchae asked pointing towards the camera infront of them

“connect! annyeonghaseyo kim areum inmida~” areum smiled waving at the camera as eunchae and the staffs cheered

[kim areum is heree~]

“oh! eonnie! this is the 2nd time im interviewing an enhypen member!” eunchae said smiling at her

“oh yeah! sunghoon-oppa and heesung-oppa was here in your last episode, I watched it actually don’t be fooled eunchae they aren’t this awkward and quiet” she said patting eunchae on the knees as eunchae laughed

[kim areum exposing her members]

“ne~ it was awkward, sunghoon-sunbaenim also started being the mc” eunchae said smiling at her as areum chuckled

~

“areum-eonnie i heard that enhypen was formed in a survival show! is it okay to ask on what did you feel about being the only lady” eunchae red the question on her notebook and looked at her

“ahh well.. being there was kinda challenging! since i was a lady and all the contestants were really confused on why a girl would be attending an all boys survival show… “ areum said towards eunchae and to the camera

“but i think after i talked to each of them they warmed up eventually! all of them are nice” areum smiled as she did a thumbs up

[areum is very cool]

“ah really?? oh but eonnie! I actually voted for you in iland before!” eunchae said clapping her hands as areum gasped “wah! really? that makes me happy” areum said as she high fived eunchae

“oh eunchae you’re also the makne right? how old are you?” Areum asked “im a 06 liner!” eunchae responded “really? your younger than our maknae who is a 05 liner” she said

[Aegis❤️]

eunchae chuckled admiring how pretty she is “eonnie you wrote our song blue flame and impurities we really loved it!” eunchae said “what made you write it ?”

areum chuckled “well actually… i was gonna make it another one of my solo b-sides” eunchae gasped “really?? why didn’t you add it then?”

“my label declined it saying that it didn’t really fit our concept” areum smiled sadly “so it would be such a waste to discard it so i gave it to the new label in hybe” she said “im glad they accepted it!”

[songwriting genius~]

“eonnie alot of people really loved it!” eunchae said as she went to her notebook to ask another question

“im glad fearnot really loved it! everyone please take care of le sserafim” areum said making a heart towards the camera as the staff laughed at her cuteness as eunchae smiled at her

“eonnie~ ill move to the next question now… what kind of style does eonnie want to color next?” she smiled looking at her notebook and to her

“ehh? wouldn’t be that be a spoiler for our next comeback?” she chuckled but anwsered anyways “i really want to color my hair brown with white streaks”

“oh! it would fit you eonnie!”

“ah really? then eunchae-ssi how about you what color do want to do next?”

the staff and eunchae started to laugh confusing areum as she looked between her and the staffs ‘eh?’ she said to her mind as she smiled nervously

“enhypen-sunbaenims really love to mc!” eunchae said making areum laugh “sorry sorry!” she said clapping her hands

“ah eonnie how tall are you? Im 170cm” eunchae asked as she stood up on her sit to measure their height making areum stand up

“im 176” areum said as they removed their shoes to measure their heights properly as eunchae only reached her ears “wahh eonnie you’re very tall”

“I get that alot!” areum said laughing

[areum is very tall]

“eonnie this is the last question left~” eunchae pouted while smiling she still wanted to spend time with areum “ah ne~ why are you pouting?” areum asked

“i still wanna talk to you eonnie but you’re also very busy” eunchae said smiling sadly at her as areum laughed at her cuteness

“aigoo eunchae so cutee, we’re in the same company after all so you can text me on sns if you want to hang out ~” she said wrapping her arms around eunchae as the younger giggled

[so sweet~]

“okay~ so eonnie the next question is were there any hardships when debuting? or being an idol? how did you overcome it could you give me advices?”

“mmm well im sure every idol has their hardships right?” eunchae nodded “im sure you did too, so the best we can do is just to be strong and think positively on what’s gonna come instead of negative things we can’t really avoid being criticized by people so what im saying is that we shouldn’t think on what others has to say to us because we know ourselves better than them” areum said to eunchae and to the camera which received waah’s

“thank you eonniee~” eunchae said as they both got up as areum wrapped her arms around eunchae and patted her on the head “good luck eunchaee!~ please invite me next timee”

“i will~”

border creds: @/saradika

[kooktrash]

may i have a drabble of electra heart where oc is in a very bad mood and started crying bc she had a fight w her dad and tae just coax her in the most affectionate way possible 💞💞😩😩

okokok i kinda did more of a sad oc with daddy issues 💀who just needs someone to hold her bc in the original fic tae was always very aware that she kinda skimmed over her problems with her dad

ELECTRA HEART

LOVING BOYF | KIM TAEHYUNG

anywho. warnings: none. 1.1k. just Tae being a boyf

When he first got involved with you it was only on a whim. He had been going through a break up where he was cheated on and he held a lot of resentment toward his ex for that. He let it get the best of him at the time and when he met you, he wasn’t necessarily in a place to meet anyone romantically and when you came along… he didn’t plan to fall for you, it just happened.

At first he never truly understood the hype around you or why you seemed to have even one of his closest friends as an admirer [once again, sorry Jimin], but once he got to know you, he understood. On the surface you seem like the average rich daddy’s girl that his ex painted you as, someone mean and spoiled but once one gets to know you, they know you’re not entirely like that.

Yes, you can be a bit spoiled at times but that’s because of the nature you grew up in. You’re actually a sweetheart no matter how many times you try to paint yourself as anything but. Your dad does get you everything you want but you’re far from a daddy’s girl. He belittles you and treats you like property, hell he couldn’t even respect that you wanted to be with Taehyung. That is why Taehyung has been so worried and distracted today.

“So where’s Y/n?” Namjoon asked as he walked into the lunch room with his two friends. It was the middle of the day and they’ve finished all of their morning classes but you had left your last one in a hurry just before lunch. Jungkook and Mira were sitting with them despite being your besties and not Taehyung’s but at this point in your relationship, your friend groups have combined into one big one.

Taehyung stood in line with his friends, “Having a lunch meeting with her dad.”

“A meeting?” Jimin asked with furrowed brows, “… With her dad?”

He nodded his head, not interested in talking about it anymore because then he would have to explain the relationship you have with your father and despite being your boyfriend he doesn’t feel like he has the right to talk about your personal familial issues.

A few hours had been added before you reached out to him and that’s how he knew something had happened. Usually, you respond to him immediately, even when you’re busy you always make time for him the way he makes time for you. He decided not to bother you on your lunch today but he had hoped you would let him know when you weren’t busy anymore so he could see you but you haven’t talked to him. Now he worries that something possibly happened on the lunch that had made you go quiet.

Once he finished with his last lecture and had yet to get any sign of life from you, he rushed over to your place to see what had happened. The two of you are so connected nowadays that all he needs is one small change in your mood or routine for him to know something was up. He’s just that in tune with you and he’s always been.

At this point there’s no need to hide when he gets to your apartment, the receptionist knows him well by now and made no fuss in letting him up to see you. He even brought out his key card and put in the code to let himself in only to be immediately blasted with loud sad music. He looked around your large and vacant apartment, “Y/n?!”

He didn’t get a response right away which sent her m into a small fit of worry that had him going straight to your bedroom wondering where you might be, “Babe?”

“Tae?” Your voice was slightly groggy as you spoke from under a mountain of blankets on your large king sized bed and Taehyung didn’t need much of an explanation to know the lunch didn’t go well. He could hear it in your voice as you said that single word to him and from the way you were hiding from him he had a feeling you weren’t feeling well now. With a small sigh of worry, he dropped his book bag on the floor and went to you, crawling up the large bed and over you hearing your groan at the sudden weight. He began to peel layer after layer of blanket off of you, “Where are you? Stop hiding.”

“No,” you said with a small sniffle, “I’m sad.”

Taehyung made a small pout once he finally found you with a red puffy nose and teary eyes, “What’s wrong? Tell me what happened.”

You hid your face in your pillow, “Nothing, just the usual. I’m not good enough or smart enough to do things on my own. All I’ll ever be good for is using my looks, spending his money and dating people like you. I’m sorry he’s still a piece of shit toward you.”

Taehyung shook his head as he finally got the blankets off of you so he could snuggle up to you, “I don’t care what he says about me, I care about what he says about you. I know he’s your dad, baby, but he’s so mean to you and I hate that. You deserve so much better after everything he’s done to you and it kills me to see you cry because of him.”

You sniffled, moving to lay on your back and look up at your boyfriend who took the new change in position to wipe away some stray tears. He sat up lifting an arm of yours to motion for you to get up as well and instantly, he was pulling you onto his lap, arms around your waist as you buried your face in his neck. He was practically cradling you in his arms as you hugged him, “He’s not a… y’know he’s not a bad dad. He’s not as mean or—“

“I know, but not being as bad as other dads doesn’t make him a good one. It’s okay to acknowledge that he’s done things to hurt you in the past even if you don’t think they’re as big of a deal. Telling your child that they’ll never be good enough and trying to control them in every way they can isn’t okay,” Taehyung said, running a gentle hand over your back, “I hope someday he takes the time to realize that he’s hurt you and see that you’re an amazing person who deserves all the love and support a parent should give. Until then I want you to know that I will always be here for you.”

You nodded your head unable to find the right words to say to him but he just looked at you with stars in his eyes and a loving smile on his face.

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Flowers for Ms. Kang

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Jake Kim x f!reader

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Jake Kim stumbles into a flower shop only to find a cute employee working that day.

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Content Warnings - Crappy flower shop trope, mutual pinning (I think) ,mild cursing, barely proofread

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A/n - had a lot of trouble writing this one, so I hope y’all enjoy.

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Jake had been trying to get back into his mothers good graces for a while. After his whole illegal gambling fiasco she only seemed annoyed at him everytime they spoke. It was very apparent she loved him, but it was also apparent that she was disappointed in him. A fact that didn’t go unnoticed by Jake.

Maybe flowers might soften his mothers opinion of him.There was this quaint flower shop nearby big deal street that would be absolutely perfect for the job.

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It was late afternoon when Jake finally got to the shop, the setting sun gave the inside of the shop a beautiful glow.

There isn’t much that can make Jake’s heart rate rise other than a good fight. That’s atleast what jake had thought until he walked through the door. His breath hitched, behind the counter stood a girl around his age who he had never seen before, and she was everything Jake wanted and more. Absolutely gorgeous.

In most instances when Jake met a girl he considered to be attractive he’d become an unapologetic flirt. Winks that made her face flush. Passing touches that made their heart rate quicken. Empty comments that they took as jokes.

But when Jake saw you he felt like a schoolboy with their first crush. Unable to do more then steal a glance or two.

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You had been scheduled for a closing shift after you finished school today, which you begrudgingly took. I mean you needed the money of course, but you barely got more than 4 customers a day. The shop was unbelievably slow and boring.

So boring in fact that you took up a hobby of daydreaming. Something to pass the time atleast.

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The last customer you had for the day had stood in front of your flower display for nearly half an hour at this point. He was attractive no doubt, anyone with eyes could notice that fact. But his attire and tattoos also reminded you of a thug, not the type of guy you’d usually go for.

When you finally decided to pay attention to the shop you noticed that the man looking at the display kept looking at you. Maybe he needed your help picking out flowers for his girlfriend?

You moved away from your spot behind the counter, towards him. “Excuse me sir, do you need any help finding anything?”

He scoffed at your question, maybe he didn’t need your help. “Sir? Gah you make me sound old.” He completely faced you after saying this, a playful pout forming on his lips.

“Only out of respect, sir.” You started to retreat back to your spot behind the counter. “Well if you need any help, just let me know. You are taking quite a bit.” The last part slipped out before you could even think, sounding more judgemental than intended.

“Sorry for taking too long” he playfully responded. “But uhh, yeah I could use a little help. I know nothing about flowers.” He frowned.

You made your way back to him, examining the flower display. “Hmm do you know what your girlfriends favorite flower is? I might be able to help you find something similar?”

“No, I would’ve gotten those if I had known.” He teased. “And the flowers are for my mother, I don’t have a girlfriend.”

“Oh” you paused in between your next words. “Hmm well then, do you atleast know her favorite color?”

“Of course. I know my moms favorite color, what do you think I am, a monster?” He paused for a second, shit, did he actually know her favorite color. “It’s uhh… purple yeah”

You giggled at his subtlety. “Well then I’d personally go with the Hydrangeas, you can hardly go wrong with those.” When you looked up at him, he was staring hard.

Jakes face flushed, getting caught in the act. “Okay.. that sounds great.”

You smiled, maybe he wasn’t so ‘thuggish’. “Alright well just follow me on up to the register and I’ll get you checked out.”

He nodded along, following you.

When he went to give you the money for the flowers, after you had told him the total, your hands had touched for just a split second. You could’ve sworn you felt a spark, and when you looked up at his face you could tell he had felt it too.

He thanked you for helping him and made his way out, you called after him telling him to have a nice day.

Huh, maybe thuggish looking guys might be your type

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Jake’s mom didn’t hate the flowers she got. He thought that maybe he had even seen her genuine smile for the first time in a while. This was enough of a confirmation that Jake had needed. So, like any normal human being, he decided that the best course of action would be to visit the quaint little flower shop every week. His mothers happiness was the sole motivation for this conclusion, totally not the cute flower shop cashier.

Over the next few weeks Jake had learnt many things about you. He learned what your name was, which he totally didn’t attempt to look up on pacebook after finding out. He found out that you worked here to help your dad out. You told him what your favorite kind of flowers were. Recommended him your favorite movies. Excitedly told him that your birthday was coming up.

Jake knew almost everything about you that a boyfriend would. He just never had the courage to ask you out.

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“Jake” you called out, earning the attention of your companion.

It was a Friday evening, Jake was here on one of his usual visits, something you began to look forward to throughout the passing week.

“We should go out.” It came out as a statement more than a question, which was fine. It was quite apparent that the boy liked you.

His face warmed. “Huh?” he replied, dumbfounded.

“I said, we should go out” you were now leaning into him, more than before. “I mean, I like you and I was kind of guessing you liked me.” You looked down now, feigning shyness. “But I guess you not asking me out on a date should’ve been proof enough, I should’ve known you didn’t feel that way.

Jake was stunned, god you were bold, way more than him. “Of course I like you [name], I’ve liked you from the moment I walked in here.” You didn’t know his face could grow more red, but it did. “I’d love to go on a date with you, though I wish I had the courage to ask you first.” He mumbled the last part.

You looked up at his face, heads not even a foot apart. “I know Jake, I just wanted you to admit it.” You teased, making Jake avoid your gaze.

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