#and the walkie talkies and handcuffs omg

[i-merani]

Were you the weird little girl who wanted all the cool "boys" toys like nerf guns swords walkie talkies ect or are you not politcally active now

[dreamsofjanuary]

kidnapped | e.m

pairing: eddie munson x gn! reader

warnings: established relationship, kidnapping, physical assault, starving, mentions of eating dog food (?), foul language (bitch, whore)

note: omg tysm for this request!! i got a bit carried away bc i love some angst <3

being with eddie was your favourite way to pass time. usually, you could be found with him everyday, but since chrissy had died and he’d had to go into hiding, you could only see him when delivering food and beer. eddie hadn’t allowed you to visit any other time, despite your begging. he said it was to protect you.

but now, as you sat in a small room in jason carver’s old garage, you couldn’t help but wonder if you’d have been better off with him. memories of jason and his cruel friends grabbing you from behind and pulling you off your bike replayed in your head. how long had you been there? a day? two, even?

there were no windows or clocks to watch, so truly, you had no idea. completely alone with your thoughts, your mind drifted back to eddie, as it often did. was he okay? did he know where you were? did he even know what had happened? did anyone?

the door to the room you were trapped in swung open, and jason sauntered in. although you tried to stand up, the handcuffs attached to a sink kept you at his mercy.

“eat up, bitch.” jason placed a dog bowl in front of you.

“is this dog food?” you couldn’t help but wrinkle your nose in disgust as the smell of slimy meat from a tin crawled towards you.

“it’s all you’re getting, so i don’t want to hear any complaints.” he pointed a finger at you. “unless, you’re going to talk.”

“i told you, i don’t know-” you were interrupted by a hand colliding with your face. instantly, your cheek stung, and tears formed in your eyes.

“you lying whore!” jason yelled, shaking in anger by now. “he killed my chrissy, and i know you know where he’s hiding.”

“never.” you held your head up indignantly.

“fine.” without warning, he slammed your head into the sink you couldn’t escape. you let out a cry as he picked up the dog bowl again, and turned to leave.

“maybe you’ll be more inclined to talk when you’re hungry.” he said, leaving the room and locking it behind him.

so you were left alone, again. you could hear jason and his friends laughing outside. when they had brought you to his old garage, you instantly recognised it as jason’s famous party spot. apart from the room you were trapped in, which consisted of a toilet and sink, it was lavishly decorated, with a tv and bar. you had been trying to close your eyes and sleep in order to conserve your energy, but it was no use. you were so, so tired, but couldn’t sleep while sat up and half starved. you recognised yourself shaking now, just like a rickety old staircase someone was thundering down.

*

eddie was in a bad mood. a worse mood than he had been lately. he had been trying and trying to contact you, but to no avail. how could you? how could you ignore him when you knew he needed you right now? what could possibly make you do such a thing? were you sick of him? were you tired of having to cover for someone who is running from the law?

eddie always knew he didn’t deserve you. you, brilliantly intelligent, unconditionally kind, with your ineffable beauty were much too good for the likes of him. but for some reason you loved him, of all people. why did you love him? and if you truly did love him, why were you ignoring him? maybe you weren’t ignoring him. were you hurt? had you been caught by vecna? what if-

his thoughts were interrupted by dustin’s crackled voice sounding through the walky-talky.

“eddie, how are you doing?”

“not good, henderson. really, really, not good.” eddie grimaced.

“hang in. we’re coming to meet you, alright? we’re going to bring you some food.” dustin said. you should’ve done that yesterday. but you didn’t.

“henderson, what about y/n?” eddie asked, but there was no reply. “where’s y/n? henderson?”

eddie yelled in frustration as he threw the walky-talky towards a tree. he didn’t care if it broke.

it was dark as dustin appeared at lover’s rock - eddie’s new hiding place, with steve, robin, lucas, and max.

“eddie, have you seen y/n?” dustin asked, not even taking the time to greet his friend.

“does it look like i have?” eddie asked rhetorically, rattled.

“we haven’t either. but we think we might know where they are.” max said.

“we think they could’ve been kidnapped by jason.” robin said. “we know they haven’t fallen victim to vecna, because their parents haven’t found a body. they don’t know where y/n is either.”

“yeah, they called me this morning.” steve jumped in.

“and she wouldn’t do a runner. and jason and his friends tried to find you through the hellfire club, so it makes sense.” robin finished, out of breath now.

“fucking jason took them?” eddie stood. in that moment, he looked terrifying - wide eyes, messy hair, flailing arms. but really, he was just afraid for you.

“good news is, we think we know where they are, too.” dustin began. “it would be stupid to hide someone you kidnapped in your own home, right? and jason’s parents have an old garage just outside of town. they never used it, so jason redecorated it for his parties.”

steve and lucas nodded, corroborating the information. they’d been to a fair few of these legendary parties themselves.

“we think y/n has been taken there.”

“so, what are we waiting for?” eddie asked. “go! let’s go!”

*

you were more tired than ever now. jason had tried again to force some information out of you, but all that came out of the interrogation was fresh bruises on your neck. he still hadn’t let you eat or drink anything. jason’s voice and his friend’s laughter wafted towards you, but you were too tired to try to understand them. they were angry about something - probably eddie. your love for eddie was much too strong for you to give up his hiding place so that you could eat. food could wait - they’d have to give you some sooner or later. surely they wouldn’t let you starve.

a door swinging open made you flinch, and you cowered until you realised it wasn’t the door to your room. the front door had opened and now everyone was yelling. there were loud bangs and you could hear glass smashing. predictably, your mind hurtled towards eddie. but you soon realised it couldn’t be him. he was in hiding - he wouldn’t couldn’t show his face; especially not to jason. maybe it was the police? or someone else who had got on the wrong side of the basketball team? but then, you heard robin’s voice. then steve’s. and then eddie’s. the door to your confined room broke down, and the three of them came thundering in.

“eddie!” you gasped hoarsely. he immediately saw you, and wrapped his arms tightly around your shaking torso. robin had found a chain of keys and her and steve were trying to find the right one that unlocked your handcuffs.

“are you alright?” he asked as he pulled back, surveying you for injuries. you saw his eyes fill with tears as they landed upon your reddened cheek, bruised neck, and blood matted hair.

“i’m okay.” you nodded, voice cracking. “just please get me out of here.”

now free, you wrapped your arms loosely around eddie’s neck as he lifted you from the floor. he placed one gentle arm under your neck, and the other under the bend of your knees. you hid your face in his chest as the three of them stepped over jason and his friends.

“are they…?” you couldn’t finish your sentence.

“alive and well, my love.” eddie reassured you. “don’t worry.”

“well, maybe not well.” steve mumbled.

“but alive? definitely.” robin nodded.

in the dark of night, eddie ran you back to steve’s car, climbing in the back with you as steve and robin got in the front. lucas, dustin, and max were all sat in the back seats, and jumped to see you as soon as you got in.

“y/n? are you okay?” lucas asked, worry written all over his face.

“i’m okay.” you nodded half-heartedly. you would be, but you were tired, hungry, and in pain.

“here, take this.” max threw you a chocolate bar, which eddie caught and unwrapped for you. dustin also passed eddie a large water bottle.

you knew now, laid between eddie’s legs with your head on his chest and your hand in his, that you were safe. no one would ever touch you again.

[openheart12]

I Did Something Bad

A/N: Today is my lovely adoptive mom’s @burnsoslow birthday! I never thought me making a post about yk what would lead to our friendship and Kryce! I hope you have the best day ever and that it is every bit as amazing as you are! I’m so thankful for your friendship and how you make me laugh until I cry or pee fvhujskdghfn and you’re the only one who could ever make me into a Drake stan. I love you so much! Eat all the cake you can for me! Happy birthday, love! I hope you know how much I adore you ❤

A/N 2: This is very much full of Donald Trump hate and despitement because who wouldn’t hate him anyways jkhkdjgh there’s also quite a bit of cussing 

Word Count: 2,613

Thank you @rigatonireid for pre-reading!! 

“This is bullshit,” Kurns exclaimed as Bryce and Dick were watching the events unfolding at the United States Capitol. “This is why you don’t vote for oranges.” She said while rolling her eyes. 

“Agreed,” the two men replied in unison. 

“Jinx!” They replied again at the same time that led to twenty minutes of them saying “jinx again” in response until Dick finally gave in and let Bryce win. 

“You win, Bryce-y poo,” he had said. Kurns had kept her attention glued to the television during their little game. 

“You okay over there, banana flavored moonpie?” Dick asked, directing his attention over to Kurns. 

“No, look at all those turnips. And the cult leader himself told them to do this shit. People actually voted for this moron? They should all get head CTs to check for brain damage which they undoubtedly have.” 

“Would it make you feel better if we overthrew the government while kidnapping Donnie?” Dick asked seriously. 

“Yes, actually,” she answered with a wide grin. 

“Okay, let me make a few phone calls and can you download some episodes of My Little Pony on Netflix for Bryce?” Kurns nodded her head in response, she also took the liberty of downloading Among Us on their phones so they wouldn’t be bored on the flight. 

The flight from North Delanois was a little over eight hours and being on a plane that long with a toddler, well Bryce, was going to be a challenge. 

It was a private jet so hopefully it would be more bearable, but just in case she also downloaded a few episodes of Max and Ruby and Yo Gabba Gabba. She also downloaded some episodes of Parks and Rec and Friends for herself. 

After packing the essentials; clothing, toiletries, handcuffs, whipped cream, ice cubes -who knew- and My Little Pony gummies, they were off to the airport.  

“Dick Kock,” Dick said introducing himself along with Kurns and Bryce. 

Kurns was decked out in a Taylor Swift 1989 t-shirt and a pair of leggings with her trusty white vans whereas Bryce was dressed in a rainbow colored polka dot shirt, black and white striped pants, one blue croc and the other was yellow, and socks with weed on them. Him and Kurns had forgotten about meth since it already landed them in jail one. Chris P. Bacon was still a sore subject for the pair. 

They boarded the plane and Bryce immediately went to find his gummies. Kurns took a seat next to Dick and pulled up CNN news to get an update on the attack on the Capitol. 

Suddenly breaking news flashed across her phone screen: Taylor Swift set to release her tenth studio album later today. 

“OH MY GOD! BRYCE LOOK!” Kurns exclaimed, jumping up out of her seat to show Bryce. 

“OH MY GOD! TS10! TS10! TS10!” He chanted. 

“Oh wow, that sure is exciting!” Dick chimed in. 

“By the way, D, I think we should call this Operation ‘I Did Something Bad’ in honor of Taylor’s new album.” 

“That’s a spectacular idea, Kurnel Mustard!” Bryce said with a smirk, it had been a new nickname he had given her after the three of them had played Clue one night.

“Shut up, Apple Bottom Jeans, Boots with the Fur,” she retaliated, mocking the Little Pony named Apple Jacks. 

“Stfu,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“You must be really mad if you’re talking in text.”

“Dick,” he pouted, “she’s doing it again.” 

“Be nice you two, we have a long flight ahead of us.” 

For the first two hours, they each did their own thing; Dick was reading a hunting magazine, Kurns was watching the news, and Bryce had already finished the entirety of My Little Pony. 

“Do you guys wanna play Among us?” Kurns asked out of the blue. 

“Hell yeah! I just bought the baby crew mate and I’m dying to use it,” Bryce responded. 

“I’ve never played before but sure!” 

“Okay so you’re either a crew mate or impostor and if you’re a crew mate, you have to do these tasks whilst trying not to die and if you’re an impostor, you go around killing other crew mates trying not to get caught in the process. You’ll get the hang of it eventually,” Kurns explained. 

“Thanks love bug,” Dick placed a quick kiss to the side of her head. 

The three of them found an open lobby and talked in the chat box waiting for the game to start and when it did, Dick asked the question of, “why is my name red?” 

“Oh my God, Dick! Don’t say that. It means you’re an impostor,” Bryce explained at the same exact time Kurns called an emergency meeting. 

“It’s purple,” Kurns typed in the text box, referring to Bryce’s color. 

“What the frick! It’s so not me. I’m not playing anymore,” he pouted, turning off his phone and crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Now, children, can you two not get along? Think about the bigger picture,” Dick intervened. 

“True, but I’m still not going to play with her.”

His statement didn’t affect Kurns in the slightest and she went back to playing the game. Dick joined her while Bryce was running away from an imaginary dragon and he ended up colliding into one of the seats, face first. 

“Ow,” he rubbed his forehead that was now bright red. 

“That’s what you get for being a baby,” Kurns said, not looking up from her phone while Dick went to go check on his blueberry muffin. 

“You okay, strawberry flavored fig bar? That’s quite a hit you took.” 

“Yeah, a kiss would make it feel better though,” he said, using his puppy dog eyes. Dick smiled softly at him before kissing his forehead all better. 

The three of them spent the next six hours playing games, eating, and watching movies from the age of the dinosaurs that Kurns had saved since she was over 10,000 years old. 

After landing in Washington D.C., the trio headed straight to the Whitehouse, if people could storm the Capitol, how much harder could it be to kidnap the president? That was Kurns logic at least and as it turns out, it wasn’t that much harder. 

Kurns went to the Oval Office while Dick and Bryce went to the bunker since that apparently seemed to be Trump’s favorite place in the Whitehouse. But unexpectedly, Kurns found the Donald Duck under the office in the Oval, tweeting away on his iPhone 4s. 

“Mr. Racist,” she called and he immediately turned to look at her. 

“What? I’m tremendously busy if you can’t tell.” 

“I see that, Mr. Pigman.” 

“That is hugely racist towards me. I happen to be winning very bigly at the moment. I’m trending on Twitter!” He said proudly, he then proceeded to show Kurns his crusty ass phone. 

“Come on, I have some candy for you if you come with me,” Kurns coaxed him out from under the desk and led him to the white van they had brought with them, you know, the kind your parents warn you to stay away from. 

“Fake news!” Trump exclaimed with a huff. “You must be friends with sleepy Joe.” 

“You’re right,” she winked. 

“You know, frankly, this doesn’t make America great.” 

“I disagree, I think this definitely makes America great again,” Kurns retaliated. 

“Does Mikey know about this?” 

“Yeah, we planned it with the fly,” she snickered. 

“Well, it’s fake news, believe me.” 

“What?” 

“Nothing you libtards wouldn’t understand it anyways. Anyways, what's that thing on your face?” 

“My mask?” 

“Yeah, what’s that for?” 

Kurns shook her head, not even being surprised by the question. “We’re in the middle of a pandemic, Donald Dump.” 

“What’s a panoramic?” 

“Don’t worry about it.” She got out her walkie talkie to talk to the boys. “The orange has expired. Over,” she said, their code word for getting Trump out. 

“Okay, bet, we’re on our way out. Over.” 

“Good job, K!” Dick said. 

“See you soon and thanks! Over.” 

Fifteen minutes later, Dick and Bryce arrived with a six foot cutout of Donald. 

“What the fuck is that?” 

“Hey, that’s me!” Trump chimed in. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Kurns said, she was quickly losing brain cells being in his proximity. 

“That is rude, quite frankly.” 

“We found it in his bedroom… along with some other, uh, questionable things,” Bryce explained. 

“Like what?”

“Like a, uh, dildo with Pence on it.” 

“Ew…” they all turned to look at Trump who was looking away and whistling, trying to pretend he wasn’t there. 

“Oh, um, about that. That was a tremendous invasion of privacy.” 

“Shut the fuck up,” they all said in unison and he pulled an imaginary zipper over his lips and threw away the key like a literal child. 

“I can’t be near him anymore,” Kurns said suddenly, getting out her phone to call someone. 

“Who are you calling?” Dick asked. 

“Joe, I was gonna invite him to go get some ice cream.” 

“OMG! I wanna go too!” Bryce exclaimed. 

“And me!” Trump said. 

“No, to both of you. You two have to keep an eye on Don and make sure he stays off of Twitter.” She was explaining when Joe picked up the phone. “Hey, Joe, do you want to go get ice cream somewhere?” 

“Duh! Taylor is actually here right now and you don’t care if she comes do you?” He asked to make sure. 

“Of course not! You can bring Champ and Major too! I know Jill is busy right now.” 

“Okay! On our way!” He said before hanging up. 

“Where are you going to go?” 

“Probably McDonald’s or something, Taylor is also coming with us, he said.”

“YOU MEAN THE TAYLOR?” Bryce asked in shock. 

“Yeah, him and Taylor are like BFF’s.” 

“I still like her music 25% less, okay?” Donald brought up. 

“Shut the fuck up,” Kurns said again. 

“Fine, fine. But could you make sure Barron is fed?” 

“Oop,” Bryce slapped his hand over his mouth. 

“Yes, now shut up.” 

Kurns was getting ready to go meet Joe and Taylor when Melania walked up to the van. “You have Trump?” She asked quietly. 

“Yeah, why? You need him?” 

“Yeah, could you make him sign this?” She placed some papers in Kurns hand. She read them and wasn’t shocked after realizing they were divorce papers. 

“No problem, hold tight real quick. Dick, make him sign these!” 

“Of course, ladybug.” He took a hold of Trump’s hand and wrote his name for him since he wouldn’t do it himself. 

“Here you go,” Kurns handed the papers back to Melania and she left without looking back. “Okay, I’m leaving. Be careful with that moron and for the love of God, don’t let his supporters know you have him.” 

“Roger that!” Bryce responded. 

“Don’t worry, vanilla brown sugar! We’ll hold down the fort while you’re gone. Have fun!” He called after her. 

She met Joe and Taylor at a local McDonald’s and greeted both of them with a hug. “Congratulations on winning the election and congratulations on album number ten!” She reached down to pet both of the German Shepherds who happily wagged their tails. 

“Thanks!” They replied in unison. 

“So how are the boys?” Taylor asked. 

“Good! They sent their regards. They’re actually, uh, holdingtrumphostage,” she said fast enough so hopefully they couldn’t understand but they are actually educated. 

“WHAT?” Joe exclaimed. 

“Miss gurl, how did y’all pull that off?” Taylor asked while hysterically laughing. 

“It was easier than I thought! Either security sucks or they wanted Trump gone and I can’t blame them for that.” 

“Amen sister!” Joe replied. 

“Can we see him?” Taylor asked. 

“I mean, yeah if you want!” 

“Okay let’s go!” She went to get up when Joe gently grabbed her arm. 

“But the ice cream…” He reminded her. 

“Of course, how could I forget?” She playfully rolled her eyes. They all ate their ice cream before heading back to the Whitehouse. 

Once arriving, Taylor and Joe headed straight to the front doors while Kurns stood there like 🧍‍♀️. “Hey guys, he's actually right there,” she said, pointing to the white van. 

Taylor opened the door to find Bryce half asleep on the ground, Dick was listening to ‘Girls Just Wanna Have Fun’ and dancing in his seat meanwhile, Donald had his lips glued to the side of the door, making out with it. 

“What the fuck?” All three of them asked at the same time. 

“OMG TAYLOR! HI! HOW ARE YOU?” Bryce shouted, jumping up off of the floor and pulling her into a hug. 

“Hi!” 

“Hello, Ms. Swift,” Dick greeted, gracefully bowing. “Mr. President,” he nodded. 

“How did you all meet?” Don asked. 

“We actually just met, our hate for you is what we bond over!” Joe explained in terms he would understand. Hopefully. 

“Oh,” was all he said and started to play with his fingers. “I don’t know if you knew this, but Washington D.C. is actually the capital of the United Stats. Did you know that?”

“What did you think it was? And it’s the United States, not… Stats.” Kurns asked in a surprisingly concerning tone. 

“I thought it was like a stat… or well state. Whatever it is.” 

“Oh,” Kurns said while Taylor called him an idiot under her breath. 

“That’s embarrassing miss gurl,” Bryce chimed in. 

“ARE YOU TALKING TIKTOK TO ME? I WILL BAN YOU,” Trump threatened. 

“Please, these empty promises you keep making are getting really old just like your term,” Dick said, making the others die of laughter… no literally, some Trump supporter that had been walking by had just collapsed and died. 

“And I oop-” Kurns and Bryce said at the same time. 

“IFHCBXNZNZ, HAHAHAHA,” Bryce barked out. 

“Can we get something to eat? I really want some Dino nuggies 🥺,” Trump pleaded. 

“No,” they all replied. 

“So what are we going to do with him?” Taylor asked. 

“I don’t know, what do y’all want to do with him?” 

“Excellent question, K, I say we feed him to some alligators!” Bryce exclaimed, flapping his two arms together to make an alligator jaw and started running towards Donald who jumped back in fear. 

“That’s not nice,” he pouted, a lone tear trickling down his cheek. 

“Fuck you, but not literally or physically,” Taylor said, making sure to explain what she meant. 

“I want some My Little Pony gummies!” 

“Me too!” Donald said with a smile now on his crusty, orange ass face. 

“No,” they replied again. 

“Fine,” he crossed his arms over his chest and turned his back to them, like the toddler he is. 

“Anyways, y’all want to go get Cookout?” Kurns suggested. 

“Yeah, of course!” Joe responded. 

The five of them headed to the nearest Cookout to get food and milkshakes, leaving Trump behind all alone. After hanging out with Taylor and Joe, it was unfortunately time to head back to North Delanois. With promises to meet up soon, the trio were soon enough taking off at the airport. 

“What ended up happening to Trump?” Bryce asked seriously. 

“He went to prison.” 

“As he should, period,” Kurns said with a smirk. 

“What are we going to do when we land?”

“Sleep!” Kurns and Bryce said. 

“Of course, my love doves. I’m going to try to do that right now, so please try to get along.” 

“Promise!” Kurns said, holding out her pinky finger which he took and kissed. The rest of the flight was surprisingly peaceful, Kurns and Bryce were able to get along while Dick slept. It had been a fun trip, one they hoped they would actually never have to make again. 

Tags: @burnsoslow @ao719 @callmeellabella @rigatonireid because no one else should have to read this :)

[mysilentmemory]

This was when donghae was crying and when she asked him why, he turned to her and said "because you're so fucking ugly!" [SNL Korea] SUPER JUNIOR

Donghae's skit: He's working undercover to catch someone, he has to act as if he's in a couple with his partner Donghae: Sorry but I havea girlfriend, I dont think i can act as a couple Partner: Don't be an amateur, do actors that are dating not do romance movies?

Partner: Put ur face close DH: I CAN'T DO THAT Partner: We have to fool him! Donghae: Like this??

Donghae: captain?? I can't hear you!! Then donghae accidentally dropped his walkie talkie which would expose him as a detective So he pretended to be playing hide and seek with the girl

So donghae sat on his partner to pretend they were close and she tried to kiss him and THEN HIS REAL GIRLFRIEND SHOWED UP WHEN IT LOOKED LIKE THEY WERE KISSING

Donghae's gf Hajeong: What are you doing here?! You said you were working! Donghae: .... This girl ! How can you interrupt a man when he's working, I still have more to meet!

Then donghae dropped his handcuffs which would obviously expose him as a detective Donghae: ... what do i do now ;___; ....oh honey! It's time for handcuffs! What time is it? (And things got a bit crazy)

Turns out they were tailing the wrong person and everyone left Donghae: Hajeong-ah (girlfriends name) ;___;

3 minute boyfriend !!

Donghae:

Donghae, the emotional boyfriend: DH: this song's sad melody make's my heart cry Girl: why are you crying now? DH: Watching the leaves fall from the wind is so pitiful ;___; DH: CRYING Girl: What now? DH: I'M JUST SO HANDSOME

His girlfriend threw water on him Partner: Omg your chest, you should work with your chest from now on Donghae: ... 😅

Donghae: You're a horrible b**ch!!

This was when donghae was crying and when she asked him why, he turned to her and said "because you're so f**king ugly!"

he started crying and screaming again Girl: Why?? What is it now/ Why are you crying?! Donghae: You're just so fucking ugly !

LEETEUK:

First boyfriend is a bf that leads you Girl: Wow he really has leadership [they went to a house and Leeteuk started hosting 'Let's eat dinner tgt' and for some random buskers] Leeteuk: Hello, do you want to date me? Today we will eat tgt, watch a movie and then go to the park

HEECHUL:

Heechul the innocent boyfriend, bought her to his house, got them yoghurt to eat & was licking the lid really sensually but he didn't realise it was gross,then they played a game where the loser spells their name with their butt, then he was shaking the drink & IT LOOKED SO WRONG

They're parodying the Korean movie "The Housemaid" Leeteuk: What do we do if the owner of the house tries to get with us? SD: Men tend to like me too easily, what should I do? LEETEUK IS TRYING TO SEDUCE HIM BC OF HOW RICH HE IS(?) (i was too busy laughing i wasnt listening)

I CAN NEVER UNSEE LEETEUK ON TOP OF SHIND DONG YUP, IM BUYING EYES THAT DIDN'T HAVE TO SEE THIS PLEASE HELP

Leeteuk: OMG this bastard was a man?! Shindong: /rips off leeteuk's wig/ OMG THIS BASTARD WAS A MAN Leeteuk: oops i've been caught Yesung: Boss, I'm your new housemaid SDY started kicking around their lower parts and knew they were ALL men HAHAHA

SHINDONG AND HYUKJAE AS DONALD AND MELANIA TRUMP

news reporter: I heard you met SHINee's Minho, Melania? Melania Hyukjae: I did yes reporter: How was he? Hyukjae: He was great ofc but it would've been better if someone cool and really good at dancing had come out, someone like super junior's eunhyuk ?

you can watch the video here

CR:emzhaek

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