#also is shown to radiate big sis energy

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(heartbreak high) that one babysitting format meme

but my fun lil spin on it

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Flames of the Moon

Chapter One : Storms and Spirits

The South Pole has always been dangerous. Between wild animals, polar nights, and the constant ice and snow and freezing weather, life has always been rather difficult. The Tribe that lived there often found themselves struggling to get by. When there were many waterbenders, the Tribe thrived. They could use their environment to their advantage. Life was far easier, or as easy as it could be in the South Pole.

When the raiding began, life once again became a struggle every year.

By the time Sokka and Katara were born, there were no more waterbenders. When Katara showed the first of her bending abilities, the village was both thrilled and terrified. Their burdens might be lightened with Katara's powers, but there was already a chance that they would be raided. Her abilities would only draw more attention if they weren't careful enough.

One of their worst years was when Sokka was six and Katara was five. The midnight sun went well, but they weren't nearly as prepared for the polar night as they should've been. Low on supplies from the start, the men were constantly out on hunting and gathering trips, trying to stock up on food and fuel. Within two months, the tribe was in only a few of their tents, the fires constantly going to fight off the cold. Fuel was being used too fast to help and food wasn't going to last much longer.

Near the end of that second month, a blizzard hit their village. The men were out hunting, and the elders, women and children could only hope they would return safely. They all crowded into one tent, though it wasn't nearly as much struggle as it would've been many years ago. The wind and snow was barely kept out, and they all knew the supplies wouldn't last through the storm. When there was barely two hours worth of fuel left, Gran-Gran suggested they pray to the Spirits. Every elder, woman and child bowed and closed their eyes and did just that. They asked for the blizzard to end. For the temperature to rise. For the fuel to last longer, for the men to get back sooner, for so many things.

But Sokka didn't ask for any of the things that the others did. He had always been of a practical mindset. He knew that changing the temperature or getting rid of such a big storm might cause some change in the world's balance. The fuel would logically not last long enough even if it was stretched as far as possible, and there was no way that the men would make it safely through such a blizzard. Someone would get hurt or lost or something. So Sokka asked for what the Spirits could do. He asked for the Spirits to give him the strength to save his tribe, or to give someone else the strength, or all of them, or none of them. Whatever they could do to make sure that every villager survived this disaster.

The Spirits heard him. Their attention was caught by this little mortal boy who didn't ask any more of them than they were willing and able to give. But more important than what he asked for was who he asked. Which is to say, he asked all of them. While his fellow mortals mostly called upon Tui and La and other snow spirits, he simply asked the Spirits in general to help.

So help him they did. Most did not give much, but they did give. Koh gave Sokka immunity to his powers of face-stealing. Wan Shi Tong gave him a compass that always lead him to the Library should the mortal ever enter the Si Wong Desert.

The more powerful Spirits gave Sokka more powerful gifts. In particular, Agni, La and Tui gave him some of the greatest things they could've.

Agni bestowed upon him the gift of firebending, and since it was coming directly from the source of all firebending, the fire burned brighter and hotter than any others' inner flame.

Tui knew that Sokka would not survive as a firebender in the South Pole, given that the polar night gave no contact to the Sun. Therefore, she gave Sokka the ability to also draw power from her. He would not die on her watch.

La gave Sokka protection from his treacherous waters, and by extension, from the piercing cold of the pole. Snow and ice would not touch him like it did the others. His fire would not flicker because of the harsh winds that constantly seemed to be blowing.

All of these gifts together were mighty indeed. And so many were there that despite the speediness of Spirits with a quick purpose, he sat bowed and unseeing for many minutes after the others had opened their eyes. Katara was the one to point out Sokka's unchanging position. A half of an hour passed before he so much as twitched, and by then, the entire tent was trying to focus on him instead of the cold and despair that ate away at them. The elders found this easier, for if one so young and energetic was so still for so long, surely he was experiencing something they weren't.

Sokka's eyes opened slowly, as if he was waking up from a trance. Then, as though some other force was guiding his limbs, and it probably was, the toddler's hands cupped in front of him. A single deep breath in and out, and the first of his flames appeared.

None dared move. There was no way the boy was born a firebender, for the pregnancy had been far enough between raids to be certain, and the boy had never shown any flames before. The heat from the fire in his hands was real, the blue flames steady and controlled. Those closest to him, his mother and sister, another mother and her child, and Kanna, all felt the heat radiate from his body, strong and comforting. Kanna was the first to speak.

"It seems the Spirits have answered one of us and bestowed a great gift." The soft words were barely audible over the raging blizzard, but still heard by all.

"Gifts, Gran-Gran," Sokka whispered, confused but pleased at what had happened.

"What?"

"They gave me more than one."

That moment was etched into everyone's minds who were present for the rest of their lives. The fire was no longer needed because one of their children was of the Sun. None of the hunters were told when they finally returned, for the raids still occurred and Sokka was young and blessed, but anger and hatred is blinding. The elders taught Sokka all they could when they could, without arousing suspicion from their fellow tribe members. Sokka watched the benders that came to raid, hiding behind ice piles his sister made to memorize the forms. He found himself using a more smooth version of their movements, more fluid like water or air. It made it easier to use fire on the ice, though Sokka still practiced the 'true' forms.

He almost stopped bending when Kya died. Fire had been her death and it had brought so much harm. But Kanna told him not to. The Spirits gave him fire because the flames were life. He knew this. Fire kept them alive on the ice, bringing heat and light. So Sokka kept going.

He found that the flames were different colors, and he found their meanings. Red, yellow, and orange were meant for small things. Common things. They were fueled by anger, fear, and worry. Though Sokka instead called it all necessity. The need for light, or for protection from injustice. Green was fueled by wonder and mysticism and joy. The green flames came when Sokka was staring at a polar bear pup or at the biannual sunset. They didn't burn, but tickled and danced. They spread fast, but disappeared as the wonder wore off. Where they touched, plants grew better, and Sokka felt happier and full of energy. Blue flames were hot. Hotter than necessity. They were a greater form of necessity, but also controlled. They were protection and light and heat on a grander scale, and they never strayed from where they were told to go. Purple was healing. It closed wounds easily, though the experience could be rather unpleasant or painful. Pinks and indigos were much like the blues of green fire. The same but stronger. They were harder to maintain, but they made the bushes bear fruit in under five minutes.

White fire was the strangest. It was cold. When Sokka first made it, he was curious. He was looking at the different colors and the white came suddenly, naturally. When held against the puddle of water he had melted, it refroze it like Katara sometimes did with her bending. Not as fast and not as strong, but like an ice pack.

When Sokka's dad left, he was the only man. He had to be a man now, because he was Acting Chief. He quickly realized that every resource had to be utilized. So he moved as fast as green fire. He taught the women the basics of fighting that he remembered and how to gather and hunt. He used his fire to keep the pits going, and held the kids close on especially cold nights were his body heat was almost tangible. He had the kids play games to build strength and balance and agility and all the other qualities they needed without losing their attention. He had Katara build up their walls and structures with her bending. He did all he could, learning the ways of the home that usually were only taught to females, and had the boys below him start learning alongside their female companions.

When him and Katara got caught on a current while fishing, he wasn't worried about himself. His panic had turned off the logic that said he couldn't die in the Sea thanks to La, but he was more worried about what would happen to his tribe. His people. When Katara cracked that iceberg open like a nut (thanks to Sokka refusing to use his firebending to melt the floes and save their canoe, which, hey, he was panicking and he had hid it from a lot of the tribe for years, it's instinct), Sokka didn't see the Avatar and bison. He saw more mouths to feed, and one was a growing boy and the other a giant animal. He could barely keep people fed well as everything was.

So, yeah, he was more prickly than he should've been, and definitely didn't take the best approach, but logic and a filter do not come together.

"What was that?" he shouted as his sister and the newcomer, Aang, a flipping airbender and probable Avatar, ran into the village at top speed. "Did you set off a flare?" His sister fired off some excuse about proving the war and an accident and Aang said there was a trap, but the teenage Chief was more focused on the black snow that was falling. He turned sharply, effectively cutting off the two troublemakers, firing off orders like an archer fires arrows. The villagers gathered in the center, Aang hiding in one of the tents. The children remained behind a solid line of women, while Sokka stood in the front, war paint on and spear at the ready.

Metal ship met ice wall, breaking the barrier with little difficulty. It wasn't meant to keep out warships though. A gangplank slid out, and several soldiers followed a young looking captain with an awful haircut down the steel. Sokka moved forward into a defensive stance, prepared to charge. When the captain reached the snow, he stopped.

"Where is the Avatar? We know he's here!" Sokka's mind worked overdrive, adrenaline pumping. Aang was likely the Avatar, having been frozen for a hundred years and therefore presumed dead. Aang may be another mouth to feed, but he was also twelve and kind and made sure to help fix whatever he broke. This captain referred to all of the soldiers. We, not I. That suggested he saw them as a group, an unusual trait among the Fire Nation. Sokka came to the conclusions quicker than wind, and charged before the man had finished his last sentence.

The captain attempted to disarm and kick Sokka away, but he ducked, grabbed his spear back and swept the leg in a single consecutive moment. The captain was caught by his soldiers, the unhindered ones moving forward to fight. Sokka relaxed his stance just enough to show he wasn't going to attack further, before leaning in ever so slightly to speak.

"We don't have much left. Your people have taken lives and supplies alike. Even if we have the Avatar, they would be one of us, and I'm not about to let you take a member of my tribe." The captain stared at Sokka, standing properly once more. He seemed to understand something, and signaled his soldiers to stand down, which they did so hesitantly.

"I am Crown Prince Zuko, banished prince of the Fire Nation. I have come to retrieve the Avatar by order of Firelord Ozai." Sokka slammed his spear's end into the plank, just enough to produce a good thud.

"Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe and sole Warrior of Tradition." Warrior of Tradition was what Katara had called him because he was technically the only male warrior left. "If the Avatar is among us, it is their choice. I will not allow you to take them by force should they exist as one of the tribe." Sokka knew he was laying it on thick, but he wasn't ever given proper formality training so it was the best he could do. It seemed to work.

"Can you find if the Avatar is with you? He'd be the age of her." Zuko pointed at Gran-Gran, at which Sokka couldn't help but snort. Upon the looks he got, he quietly explained.

"Don't let Elder Kanna hear you. She'll claim you as her grandchild and insist you call her Gran-Gran. It's her punishment for any person who calls her old." Leaving promptly, the teenager he hurried down the gangplank and towards where Aang was hiding, Katara and the elders following, though only Katara truly entered with him.

"Well?" was the first thing Aang said as they came in. Sokka sighed at the boy, turning so he was facing both him and his sister.

"If you decide to come willingly, they'll leave us alone. This captain is honorable. Not many would include their crew in statements but he did. He won't come back so long as he gets the Avatar."

"But I'm not the Avatar," Aang hurriedly said, causing Sokka to turn fully to the boy and hold him by the shoulders.

"Aang, the Avatar was thought to be dead for a hundred years. There was never a Water Avatar, so the whole world thought the cycle had been broken. But you were frozen for a hundred years. You're an airbender. It's kinda obvious you're the Avatar." Aang looked down sadly, caught in his lie.

"But, Aang, look at me." The boy's head slowly raised. "We don't care. Right now, you are a member of our tribe. Right now, we need to talk about if you don't go."

"What are you talking about, Sokka? Of course he's not going. There isn't an 'if'." Katara pushed her way into the conversation, hands on her hips and taking the new knowledge she apparently didn't have with stride.

"If Aang doesn't go with them, they'll attack. That captain is honorable, more so than most, but he's still Fire Nation. The Firelord wants the Avatar, and his soldiers will stop at nothing until they get you. There's not much we can do to fight them off, so we need to lay our options out."

"I could go with them."

"We're not letting you go with them. We could fight and you leave. If Appa can fly, they'll see him and start following you, and you'll have an easier time evading them."

"But if they all attack at once, the village will be destroyed in matter of minutes," Sokka pointed out. They all went silent in thought, before Katara clapped her hands together.

"You said the captain was honorable, right?" Sokka nodded, confused. "So if you remind him that you're the only warrior, which is technically true because you're the only one who was raised to fight, he might fight you alone! That way you can hold him off until Aang can fly over!"

"Are you guys sure?" Aang asked, looking between the siblings apprehensively. The two nodded, trying to reassure the hundred-twelve-year-old.

With their plan, Katara quickly instructed Aang on how to leave the village discreetly while Sokka went out to speak with the elders waiting. When both siblings were done, they walked together back to the main group, leading the elders behind them. Sokka continued walking, though only halfway to the soldiers this time.

"What have you decided?" Prince Zuko called out. He looked like he already knew the verdict.

"The Avatar will not go with you. We have accounted for your need to follow orders, so I was simply told to remind you that I am the only Warrior of Tradition left." Zuko nodded, turning and speaking quietly to his soldiers. Judging by their faces, they either didn't like or didn't understand what was being said.

The captain stepped forward, assuming a basic fighting stance. Sokka did the same, spear ready. No one moved, every person present holding their breath in anticipation.

Zuko made the first move, sending two fistfuls of flames towards the Water Tribe warrior, who dodged and charged forward. More fire kept Sokka away, and the two began a pattern. Zuko used fire to keep Sokka at bay, but the prince couldn't get a single hit in.

Sokka switched it up by sliding under the next wave of flames, ducking underneath the prince's arms and ramming into his chest. In return, the firebender grabbed his spear and broke it as he was pushed back. Sokka took his club out, holding the weapon at the ready. The next few moves from his opponent were startling.

The firebender switched to a hand-to-hand combat, surprising Sokka enough that he was able to be disarmed and tossed back. Sokka threw his boomerang at Zuko, who watched it 'miss' him with confusion. He sealed his fate by turning his back on the weapon, which quickly made its way back to its owner, hitting Prince Zuko on the back of the head and knocking his helmet off.

A few low gasps could be heard from the rest of the tribe as the helmet hit the snow. Sokka, to his credit, was only slightly stunned to find that the 'young' royal was actually a teenager. A teenager with a nasty scar covering the entire left side of his face, putting his eye in a permanent glare.

Prince Zuko gave no more time for his foe to gather his bearings, sending a wave of fire straight towards him. Sokka dropped underneath them, realizing a second too late that the flames would reach his tribemates. Fortunately, or maybe unfortunately, depending on how you looked at it, there was no need to worry. An orange blur came speeding past the villagers, and suddenly Aang was dispersing the fire with his glider staff.

"Stop!" Aang commanded, his voice strong and sharp. If Sokka had not earlier that day seen the same boy crash into a tower of snow and get buried just to make some kids laugh, he would have been shocked into complete silence.

As it was, he instead rolled his eyes.

"Glad you could join us, Aang," he said, sarcasm thick in his voice. "I guess Appa was too boring."

A look from Katara told him the sarcasm wasn't appreciated, and a look from Aang said that the Appa comment was uncalled for.

"Is this the Avatar?" Prince Zuko spoke up, ignoring Sokka in favor of glaring down Aang.

"Yep! I'm Aang!" Apparently, talking to a stranger from an enemy nation who wanted to capture him and maybe even kill him wasn't enough reason for the boy to drop his bubbly demeanor.

"You're just a kid!"

"Well, you're just a teenager," Aang replied, and Sokka could barely stop the snort that threatened to come. Zuko shook off the surprise of seeing a twelve-year-old boy instead of a hundred-twelve-year-old man, and slid easily into his beginning stance once more. Aang looked worried, and glanced behind him, at Katara and the others, and then over at Sokka. Despite only knowing the boy for a day, there was no doubt in Sokka's mind what Aang was considering.

"If I go with you, do you promise to leave the village alone?" Aang asked. There was no preamble, no accusing tone, just worry and a bit of curiosity. Zuko stood tall again, taking the question as easily as one could in the situation.

"You have my word, Avatar. If you come with me, the village will be left alone." Aang nodded once, firmly, before turning back to Katara and pulling her into a hug. Something was whispered in her ear, Sokka just knew, and when Aang broke the embrace and moved towards him, he knew it was his turn. Sure enough, as the small boy held onto Sokka, he whispered in the lowered ear.

"Take Appa, yip yip." The hug was over then, and Aang waved goodbye to the village, striding over to the Fire Nation soldiers. Zuko took his staff from him, pulling the boy up the gangplank by the shoulder.

A few minutes later, the ship pulled back from the ice, leaving a broken wall behind.

"Alright, Katara, kids, get to work fixing that wall, we need it done ASAP. Gran-Gran, ladies, I'm gonna need supplies for Katara, Aang and myself that will last until we can get to a market or some wildland. Make sure we have a sewing kit and stuff. I don't think we'll be back soon. Anyone not doing that, come with me. I need to go over some plans for while we're gone." Everyone sprung into action, two of the women and the oldest kid besides Sokka and Katara following their chief. Those three sat around him in their central tent, awaiting the instructions.

"Alright, we don't got much time," Sokka began. "Aang is the Avatar, but he only knows airbending. That kid is gonna need some serious help to get where he needs to be, and Katara is gonna save him no matter what. I might as well tag along and make sure they don't die but that means that there isn't gonna be a chief here anymore."

"Since we need a chief, I'm going to appoint Gran-Gran Chieftess in Absence because she's the eldest. Shiyan, I'm going to need you to start filling in the gaps. Wherever you can, especially hunting and fishing. Fang, you're going to have to take over as leader of our warriors. I know you're still training yourself, but you need to take charge. Caiji, you're all gonna need a lot more firewood since I'm leaving. Get started right away. I know we have a lot stocked up but it's better to have a large stock than to use everything up and find that there's not enough time or there's bad weather."

"SOKKA!" Katara's voice broke past the tent's walls, and her brother quickly stood, hugging each of the three.

"Keep things going. Everyone needs to work together." They all nodded their assent. Sokka rushed outside and began hugging those out there. He wasn't ashamed to say a few tears fell, because he knew that the loss of the tribe's firebender and waterbender would cause more struggle for those remaining. When goodbyes were done, Sokka attached a new spear to his back and stood in front of his people.

"While Katara and I are gone, I'm appointing Gran-Gran Chieftess in Absence. Keep strong and keep united. Life is going to be harder, so you'll have to be stronger. Tui and La bless you." With that, Katara led the way to the giant fluffy snot monster they had met earlier. Appa the apparent-flying bison. The two teens climbed aboard him, Sokka on his head, and told him to follow Aang. Only, he didn't move.

"C'mon, Appa!" Katara called from the saddle.

"Didn't Aang say something to get him to move?" Sokka asked, thinking back to the day before. Until he remembered Aang's whisper. "Yip yip?"

A yelp escaped both of the Water Tribe kids as the bison took to the air, indeed flying. Sokka nearly fell off, but managed to hold on and direct the creature towards the path of the warship.

"Katara, he's flying! Look, Katara!"

"Sokka, I know, turn around!" Sokka did just that, and found his sister sitting in the saddle with green fire dancing around her, a smug look on her face at her brother's obvious delight despite having previously discrediting the bison. Sokka schooled his face into one of indifference as quickly as possible.

"I mean, big deal, he's just flying." The statement, however unimpressed it sounded, was made null by the continuance of the green fire. Katara laughed at his attempts to pull the green back in, but flames have life on their own.

Sokka turned back to face the direction of the warship. Don't worry, Aang. We're coming for you.

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My Bias list

Do we have any bias’ in common?

9 Percent: Wang Ziyi  (B O O G I E WANG ZIYI)

Bias Wrecker: Chen Linong

Ziyi is a Buddhist, right? I feel like that is an admirable aspect to him. I just like the way he sounds to and he feels warm kind of. I can’t explain it. But Ziyi with his hair down looks amazing. 

A.C.E: Wow/Sehyoon

Bias Wrecker: Byeongkwan

I love the way he moves. Sehyoon has such a talent and don’t get me started on his leathaly sweet personality.  This gif is my everything btw, the nail polish, the dog the hair, etc.

B.A.P: Himchan

Bias Wrecker: Everyone???

B.A.P is one of my bias groups. I love Himchan so much. Himchan is so beautiful to me and I love his voice. He is a good leader and took over for Yongguk when Yongguk couldn’t and did a good job. Which I can admire. 

BigBang: Daesung

Bias Wrecker: Seungri

I love a man with a sense of humor and he always makes me laugh. But he is an underrated visual. Daesung has been through quite a bit, I feel empathetic towards him. I just really like Daesung.

Blackpink: Jisoo

Bias Wrecker: Lisa

I love a funny, real, queen. Jisoo always manages to stay herself and I can really appreciate that about her. She really is owning this era and honestly looks amazing. I am totally gay for this woman. But can we all agree she would look great with shoulder length hair?

Block B: Taeil

Bias Wrecker: Jaehyo

I love a man with tattoos and this man is covered. Which is amusing, his voice is such a duality to his appearance. I also love that he’s a little weird, let’s be honest everyone in Block B is. 

BTOB: Peniel/Donggeun

Bias Wrecker: Changsub

I have mentioned a lot that I love Peniel with my whole entire heart. I love his voice, his personality and his appearance. Hair doesn’t matter, he looks great both ways. I am just happy that I can see his confidence come back a little more everyday. 

BTS: RM/Namjoon

Bias Wrecker: Jin and J-Hope/Hoseok

Namjoon didn’t immediately catch my eye, no. But once I learned their personalities, I loved his. He is so oincredibly intelligent and learning English without reason too, really is impressive. He is also a very good leader. 

Day6: Youngk/Brian

Bias Wrecker: Sungjin

I have made a bias switch in Day6. I have known Day6 a while now and Sungjin was my initial bias. But I realised I was liking Brian alot more and that I always looked for him on stage. I love Brian and his fragile soul. He writes music so well and “I need somebody” makes me weep.

EXID: Hyelin

Bias Wrecker: L.E

Like I said, I like humor. Hyelin is so funny and we have a similar sense of humor. Also vocal queen. I feel like EXID is forgotten a lot, but they are so great. 

EXO: Kris (I know, I know)

Bias Wrecker: D.O/Kyungsoo

I know Kris isn’t EXO anymore. But I love him so much. He looks so intimidating and is the sweetest man. I love it when he sings in Chinese and I love his personality. He honestly is quite deserving of good things. Tian Di  is lit

Fanxy Child: Penomeco/Dongwook

Bias Wrecker: Everyone????

Is it a thing to have a bias in Fanxy Child? Idk. I love Penomeco. His voice is so unique and he looks so soft. I often say, he looks like he took a wrong turn on his way home and ended up at a rap battle. He just looks so soft and I want a hug from him. 

GOT7: Jackson Wang

Bias Wrecker: Mark

Jackson makes me feel things. He was my first ult bias and he just makes me incredibly happy. I have cried because of him, only because I want the best and I kept hearing he was sick. I have drawn him, I have supported him. Jackson is such a kind hearted man and he has such a big heart. It’s amazing and how he almost always manages to stay positive really beats me. But I can appreciate it.

History: Kyungil

Bias Wrecker: Sihyoung

I have mentioned this before as well. History was one of my favorite groups and when I heard they disbanded I cried. But Kyungil would definitely be my ult if they hadn’t disbanded so soon. I loved this man. Just WOW.

IKON: Junhoe

Bias Wrecker: Donghyuk

Junhoe caught my eye from the beginning. I knew he was my bias the first time I saw him. His voice is amazing and don’t even speak to me about his visuals. This man is a threat and I love it. He’s also so fucking sarcastic I cry. 

JBJ: Sanggyun

Bias Wrecker: Hyunbin

HE’S SO WEIRD. I love it. I also really love his energy on stage as well. His voice is also quite unique and BRB I’m going to go cry about their disbandment

KARD: BM 

Bias Wrecker: Somin

So I saw KARD live and it was amazing. BM just really, ahhhh I love a big man lmao. I aspire to be with someone as hype as him and supportive. He is filled with overwhelmign love for his members and you can see that. I just love BM.

KNK: Youjin

Bias Wrecker: Seungjun

I love his voice. Honestly, I just wish Youjin good health and happiness. Youjin seems like such a sweetheart and I just wish for him to take the time he needs to get well and come back stronger than ever. Stan KNK!

Mamamoo: Hwasa

Bias Wrecker: Wheein

I love a natural queen. Hwasa is so stunning to me. Her full thighs, poised face. God she’s such a stunner. She’s so funny too, like she has substance. He also loves a vocal queen. 

Monsta X: Shownu

Bias Wrecker: Everyone

Seeing Monsta X live made me realise how much I actually care for them. Like I genuinely wish them all the happiness. But Shown man, I love a strong man, not necessarily physically, but Shownu has a strong mind. He kept it together for so long, that when he broke down for their first win I swear I fell in love. He deserves happiness and all the wins we can get them. 

NCT: Johnny Seo

Bias Wrecker: Too many, Mark, Lucas, Jaehyun

Johnny is such a man to me. So boy next door. I absolutely love it. I genuinely find Johnny such a beautiful human being and I actually am working on filling a sketchbook with only drawings of him. Johnny just makes me smile and he si actually my lock screen.

Oner/BC221: BuFan

Bias Wrecker: Yue Yue

What a man. So initially I thought Yue Yue was my bias, but Bufan dropkicked him and got in his place. I love this giant dork and he honestly just makes me smile a lot. Especially lately.

Pentagon: Yuto

Bias Wrecker: Shinwon and E’Dawn

His deep voice caught my ears immediately. Yuto is very beautiful to me, like a visual and I really like his style and feel. He has good vibes. 

Seventeen: Dokyeom

Bias Wrecker: Wonwoo

Bless this man. Dokyeom is hilarious and incredibly beautiful. If I could tell him how beautiful his tan skin is I would a million times. His smile lights up a room and his voice is a blessing. I wish people would appreciate his beauty more.

SHINee: Onew

Bias Wrecker: Taemin

I have a deep respect for everyone in SHINee. I just appreciate Onew’s leadership so much and I know he has struggled a lot lately and I want nothing more than to see him happy again. But I know that isn’t easy. Beautiful Tofu leader. 

Super Junior: Leeteuk

Bias Wrecker: Donghae

Leeteuk is such a sweet man. Honestly, he should take SM Ent. over because he would do a hell of a lot better. He has an overwhelming love for everyone in the company and it radiates off of him. He has life experience, talent and love in his soul. 

TVXQ!: Yunho

Bias Wrecker: Changmin

Yunho is so incredibly passionate about everything he does it’s amazing. I can admire that level of passion and I admire the look in his eye when he gets that way. I also find it incredible that he was offered a permanent job in the military. Coming from a military family I find that pretty cool.

VIXX: Leo

Bias Wrecker: Ravi

The most intimadating, soft man ever. I love him and thought he was terrifying at first. Honestly, Taekwoon is a bag of fluff and that’s why he’s my ult. He makes me so happy and he has the voice of an angel. Seeing him with kids makes me want to have kids and I don’t even want kids. 

Winner: Taehyun 

Bias Wrecker: Mino

I love his solo music. But I felt like he brought something different to the table and I appreciated that. I miss him tbf. I find him very attractive as well, very different visuals to me. 

Groups I stan but don’t write for

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Stray Kids: Chan

Bias Wrecker: Changbin

CLC: Seungyeon

Bias Wrecker: Elkie

Sistar: Soyou

Bias Wrecker: Bora

Awaken-F: Qin Fen

Bias Wrecker: Han Mubo

2NE1: Park Bom

Bias Wrecker: CL

AOA: ChoA

Bias Wrecker: Chanmi

A/N: This made me realise that I stan too many groups and that I like and that I write for a lot holy shit.