#i have a hard time with that stuff lately. I'm kind of gullible at first :(

[mikumadds]

I haven't seen many people on here mention that at one point JD Vance literally said he's a ''Never Trump Guy'' ...not that people can't change their minds, but isn't it weird for someone like that to be chosen VP?

[inbabylontheywept]

Hey, so for context it's 3:45 AM where I am, and I'm stark awake at this hour because I had to take a nap yesterday due to eating a meal I really shouldn't have that is still wreacking havoc on my intestines. I'm definitely going to regret sending this ask HARD once the sun comes up, but I've been doing a lot of unadvisable shit on the internet over the past 3 days so why not add this to the pile.

I'm kind of having a weird emotional thing right now over your last post because it's just too ridiculous to be true, and I'm realizing the majority of your blog is probably all creative writing not intended to be taken seriously, but I've believed everything you've claimed to be a true story up until this point? And now I'm faced with either being a gullible fool, or an asshole for saying this if it IS all true, and I have to ask or I'll never know? I shouldn't be letting this get to me but it is.

So please, I ask sincerely and with no intention of being a jackass, are your life stories actually all true, or are they supposed to come across as obviously exaggerated or wholly fictional? I'm sure I could piece it together if I lay in bed and thought about it for an hour or two, but I think I'll just take the L and ask outright because fuck it.

But THEN if it truly is just a creative writing blog, would you keep the bit going and claim it's all real when it's not? Like, do you see why I'm going crazy? I am a very gullible, easily lied to person and that has lead me to be on high alert, but I almost always jump at the wrong things and come across as a distrustful asshole, so?? Will you assume this ask itself is LARP because of all the specific details I tacked on, which are intended to garner a sense of sincerity? I'm realizing I may have been playing checkers with someone playing chess all this time and I'm wigging out man

So, I'll start with the small stuff first:

The camp was in Prescott, AZ, in the mountains, over labor day weekend which is in late fall. I don't know the actual temperatures as numbers, but the people at the camp spent more time being cold than hot. The camp organizers also did bring a ludicrous amount of the pink sauce. I don't think the campsite itself was ever intended to provide potable water, just utility water for the showers and dishes and other non-for-direct-consumption tasks. So in that area, the camp people overprepared because Arizonans don't fuck around with dehydration.

I'm also pretty sure they had some water available, they were just very careful with it. I think there were a few diabetic kids, and they were making sure they wouldn't have to subsist on the weird gatorade like everyone else. Maybe. I don't honestly know.

But that's one story, and the thing that you're really asking is, are all these stories fake? Is it all just creative writing? And the answer to that is a soft no.

As a writer, I'm pretty strongly influenced by Patrick McManus. A lot of my stories are told in the American Tall Tale style - which is exaggerated, and dramaticized, but tells a story that is true nonetheless. I am going to keep the specifics of the exaggeration and dramatization between myself and God, but I would look at my stories and say that they're each more than 80% true. I hope that relieves some of your stress.

I wouldn't call what I do creative writing exercises. But I also wouldn't encourage you to take them 100% seriously. Both because I talk a big game, and because they are, at the end of the day, just funny stories. I certainly wouldn't want you to lose any more sleep over them.

You aren't a jackass for expressing incredulity. It's part of my style, and I welcome it. I also wouldn't call you a gullible fool for believing things in the past. We're good, you and I, and I've enjoyed having you as a reader. I hope you keep reading. Just, maybe not at 3:45 AM. Take care of yourself, Babylon

[kookieskiwi]

Badboy!au with the quote "Yeah, well i shut everyone out. Don't take it personally." with a bit of angst pwease 🥺🥺 but a lot of fluff hihi i'm sorry i asked for a lot 🥺🥺🥺 i wub u ✨

(I love it when people ask for a lot because it gives me more to go off of ❤️ and I wuv you too!!) (I changed the I to we since I write poly stuff and no member was specified )

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You had one of the most amazing personalities anyone had ever seen. You were always caring, you put others before yourself and you gave second chances to everyone; even those that didn’t deserve it. That character trait of yours always got you into situations that had you blaming yourself for stupidity and too much kindness. Prehaps it wasn’t stupidity but it was the fact you saw the good in everyone rather than focusing on their personas and negative traits.

Some people called you näive, others called you gullible, you’d been called just about everything since you began high school. It was normal; there would be people who hated you, loved you and those that took advantage of you. You were accepting to everyone, you helped tutor those who needed it and you gave up your free time and time to do your own work in order to guide those who asked for help through the phone in order to be discreet.

It wasn’t until you met the Bangtan boys that you realized just how much people relied on you for help. They first came to you a year ago when finals begun to ask for help which basically involved you suming up an entire years worth of material in a week. It wasn’t easy since you had your own to study for at the same time but it also counted as a review guide for yourself. Since then they’ve come to you in secret or you’d go over to their shared house to help one or all of them review a topic.

Over the past few months you and the infamous bad boys had grown close meaning what had previously been school related meetings became a friendship with meet-ups that didn’t involve school at all. They became some of the closest friends you had in a long time giving you a sense of connection you didn’t know you needed.

That was however until you overheard one of their conversations as you were on your way to your vehicle. “She’s too close, we let her in and allowed this to go on for too long.” It was Namjoon speaking as he informed the others of their mistake. “But hyung, she hasn’t done anything to make us question her intentions,” Jungkook defended you in your absence which you were grateful for. It physically pained you to hear what they were thinking of you. It was one of those moments where you could actually feel your heart tearing apart as tears welled in your eyes. “Exactly and we aren’t sticking around to find out what they are.” Yoongi chimed in with Namjoon, defending the man who wanted you out of the picture.

You stood there leaning lifelessly against the wall contemplating whether or not to make a run for your vehicle. That option seemed like the best one to choose until you were too late. Apparently they had finished up their conversation and were exiting the classroom only to be met with you; the person who had shown them nothing but compassion and helped them. The soul who was once positive now felt that fullest depth of betrayal you had ever felt before.

“Y/n-“

“No.” You snapped as you returned from your lifeless state to look through blurry eyes at the men who stood before you. “I will not let myself be spoken about behind my back by people who I’ve shown nothing but kindness towards. I have no ill intentions with anyone of you unless wanting to be friends is such a terrible thing. I’ve done NOTHING but be help you when you needed it, not to mention I was the only one who took you all seriously because of the face you put up. So no. Don’t explain because I heard everything you had to say.” You told them trying to hold your composure together until you got home. You would not show weakness now more than ever, sure the tears showed it pretty well but you wanted to scream and yell at their ignorance.

Without another word you walked out of the hallway and entered your car followed by a slam of the door shut before you exited the campus. On the way to the condo which your guardians bought so you had a safe place to stay while getting an education, you broke down completely. It hurt more than you thought it would, of course you were stupid to catch a slight case of feelings for seven different guys who happened to be dating each other (a secret you came you find out when you got closer to them, they made sure no one on the outside knew) but that didn’t stop your battered heart from skipping a beat every time they smiled or laughed.

When you did arrive home you went to unlock the door with shaky hands and after multiple times of missing the keyhole you finally unlocked it. Dropping your bags you shut and locked the door behind you, taking a second before sliding down it in utter distress.

-

The next day you skipped classes all together; something you rarely did unless you were ill even then, that was only because you didn’t want to get anyone else sick. You had a headache from crying all night, your nose was stuffy, eyes puffy and red and to sum it all up: you felt like shit.

You spent the day moping around at the loss of a friendship. When classes let out you weren’t expecting anything from the boys however you received a text message stating one simple thing.

Taehyungie: Come over please.

There were no emojis, no use of a nickname....nothing, which must’ve meant this was important. So, against your minds wishes your heart dragged you to their home with heavy feet. You looked horrible and felt it too, but here you were yet again, putting others before yourself.

You didn’t even have to knock before the door was flying open followed by both Jimin and Jungkook hugging you tightly as you just stood there too tired mentally to do anything back. You were confused and they could tell so they backed off allowing you inside. You were guided to the couch where you sat hugging the arm trying to be as far away from any of them.

“Y/n, please let us explain.” Jin began hoping for you to look up at any of them but you kept your tired eyes locked on the empty space in front of you. “We have a reputation we must keep up, we can’t seem weak or things will be different for all of us.” Hoseok stated in an easy tone trying to stay calm even though he had the urge to run up to you and hug you. “Letting people in isn’t weak, it’s called being human.” You argued in a monotone still not looking anyone in the eyes.

“Yeah, well we shut everyone out. Don’t take it personally.” Yoongi spoke defensively making you absentmindedly flinch at the harsh tone in his voice. “How am I not supposed to take it personally!? You have no reason to shut me out and I’ve given you every reason to let me in!” You begun standing up and finally looking at the men who wore shocked expressions at your tone. “I don’t know what any of you have been through but I promise you this isn’t the way to live your lives. Let me in, let me show you not everyone has bad intentions with you. Let ME be the one to change your mindset. Because damnit I’m tired of being thrown out when I do nothing but help.” Your voice wavered at the end of your sentence making you curse yourself.

“Let me in because I’ve shown everything I am to you.” You whispered as a single tear rolled down your cheek but you were quick to swipe it away. “Let me in because I love you all.”

“You what-“ Jimin gasped standing up in surprise as did the others. “I know- I know it’s stupid and you’ll probably think it’s a schoolgirl crush, b-but over the past few months when I’ve gotten to know you for you and not the bad boys everyone else knows you as...I fell. Fast and hard. Which is why I’ve been so upset over what you said because I KNOW you will be fine without me, I KNOW you can move on and shut people out like you do but I don’t want to be shut out like everyone else.” You explained giving up at wiping the tears which just kept falling at this point. It was hard admitting your feelings especially at this time but this was either the making or breaking point if everything so why not?

“If it wasn’t for you, we’d be so lost right now y/n.” Namjoon begun taking one step towards you as you remained still. “We’ve all been thinking about you a lot lately.” Yoongi stated from beside you where you didn’t know he was until then. “You are a wonderful person, never forget that.” Taehyung said making you think this was goodbye. “You deserve someone who values you.” Jin whispered softly behind you as more tears filled your eyes. This couldn’t be it, not goodbye. “Someone who will kiss away all of your pain and scars.” Jungkook said stepping forward as well. “You know the hardest part about finding someone you love but being apart even though you have six others? It’s the endless nights awake knowing that the missing piece that completes us is right in front of us but we are too afraid to take that leap of faith fearing that we’ll be rejected.” Jimin stated grasping onto Yoongi’s hand to squeeze it. “Y/n, we’ve made a complete fool of ourselves that past day because we aren’t the people who we want to be. We are so sorry little one, so sorry and no amount of verbal apologies will show it until our actions change.” Hoseok said motioning to the other men who were gazing at you with something you couldn’t identify.

Your mind was going a million miles an hour at this point. Why where they saying this? Surely they couldn’t mean you...could they?

“You deserve someone who will treat you with the most respect, give you all the love and happiness you deserve and protect your kind heart. If you’ll let us, we’d like to be those men.” Taehyung said grabbing your hands which had been fiddling with the hem of your sweater. You looked at them with the most innocent, pure eyes they had ever seen, you were in total shock at what they had asked. When it sunk it you chocked on a sob. This wasn’t goodbye, it wouldn’t be the end.

“Yes, yes, a thousand times yes.” You said in a mix of laughter and sobs before running into Taehyung’s chest to wrap your arms around him tightly. The others followed your suit as you all began to express the feelings you had kept up for so long.

-

“‘Us’ I like the sound of that, don’t you?” You said as you laid cuddled into Yoongi’s chest while everyone was spread amongst the couches. You weren’t aware of what had slipped off your tongue until Yoongi was putting his hand over his heart saying ‘Ahh too cute’ while squeezing his eyes closed.

“I love the sound of us.”

-

As always..any further ideas or chapters you want from a Drabble can be requested and I’ll more than happily do them! Part 2 or another Drabble with a quote relating to this one if requested!! With bunches of love -Kiwi (KookiesKiwi)

[yoosungslololpartner]

[1/3] Hi! Could i request a matchup pls? I'm an INTP-T Ravenclaw girl, 5'7", i have long brunette hair, grey/blue eyes, huge eyebags, pale skin and glasses. From the outside I look aloof, quiet and cold, but I can be really friendly, dorky and kind if you get to know me (though it may take some time for me to warm up). I have troubles conveying my feelings/opinions to others and understanding theirs (result: lots of breakdowns + panick). At random times, i tend to be more social.

Matchup time! *Drumroll please*… (A few spoilers for story, I guess?)

I pair you up with Saeran! It was a regular evening when Saeran knockedon 707’s door; usually he’d be caught dead than ask his brother for advice. Butlately this unidentifiable pain in his chest was getting worse and worse, hedidn’t know what to do.

“Come on in Bro! What’s up with you?” Saeyoung beamed from his chair,ecstatic that his brother had actually asked for his attention rather thanrunning from it.

“Listen. You’re the last person I want to talk to about this but- I’vebeen feeling a pain-“ Before Saeran could even finish his sentence Saeyoung hadbounced off of his seat.

“WHAT? WHERE? SHOW ME? CAN YOU BREATH? WHO DID THIS TO YOU?!” Saeyoungwas poking and prodding Saerans body attempting to ‘diagnose’ him of hismysterious pain.

“GET THE HELL OFF ME YOU FREAK! Jeez… Let me explain.” Saeran hadmanaged to push him off and began to tell Saeyoung his ‘symptoms’.

“Alright, so it all began about a month ago…”

When Saeran began looking for a target to lure into Mint eye he wasinstructed to pick the most gullible looking woman he could find. To him thatcould be literally any woman, ugh they all looked the same. But when he sawyou, he just knew you were different. Your hair was so long, its colourreminded him of one of his favourite chocolate ice creams, soft and delicious.Your eyes were so clear and beautiful, he didn’t think anyone else could matchhis own. You weren’t like any of the women he had seen, you looked genuine, andhe was soon to find out you definitely are. Saeran disobeyed his orders. Youweren’t gullible at all. On the contrary it was hard even getting you to do ashe said. He admired your cautiousness and was slightly impressed at yourdistant, cold attitude to him. He despised clingy women, and you certainly didn’tdo that. While he would never have admitted it, he found you extremely interesting.But he knew his interest was futile and forced himself to detach, which wassoon proven to be impossible…

Once he had finally escaped Mint eye, Saeran found himself finallypursuing his interest of you while recovering as a functional person. He hadexpected you to remain cold and quiet, but to his relief you became so friendlyto him overtime. Most times he couldn’t fathom what he had done to deserve yourtrust but now that he had it he couldn’t get enough. Your smile was like a drugto him, he just loved to see you happy. At times his recovery would be too hardfor him to cope and he would struggle to communicate. Regardless you were therefor him, you explained that you too found it hard at times to convey how youfeel. He felt so relived that such amazing person like you also had times wereit was just too much. With you by his side he felt normal, understood, communicationhad never been easier. He couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have found you.

Every aspect of you that he discovered was never dull. He adored yourability to withhold your anger, which was something he never seemed able to do.Whenever he saw you even remotely angered he would deal with the situation witha rage so strong! Eventually you taught him that it was ok to be upset andsometimes the best thing is to let it go, not send people to A&E lool

At RFA parties he was so glad there was someone else that hated being ina room with strangers as much as he did. Of all the parties he had to attend his mostfavourite ‘party’ was when you two first spent time alone together…

“Ugh, It’s like 100°outside, and in here’s nobetter! There are way too many people here, some of which are total jerkoffs!Want to get out of here?!” You huffed battling with the sweat on your forehead with a flimsy napkin.

“You said it. Seven’s place has air conditioner?” Saeran askedyou - A girl, to his apartment unconsciously.

“Uh sure let’s go!” You replied a little flustered, Saeran only gave youa puzzled look. Maybe her cheeks are red because she’s hot? What a dummy*facepalm*

At the bunker, Saeran was completely fascinated by learning everythingabout you. He made detailed notes in his head about all your interests. Yourpassion for anime, manga and comicons. Whenever Saeyoung had spoke about it hejust thought it was stupid kids stuff. But from you it sounded like thegreatest thing in the world. He felt slightly dumb hearing your knowledge onscience, math and psychology. But he also felt comforted that he would be ableto learn new things from you.

“What do you like to listen to? I don’t think I have any Pop or-“ Saeran asked curiously

“Pfft. Really Saeran?” You laughed at Saeran’s assumption and proceededto take the control from him and put on music a little more to your taste.

“Wait a minute. YOU like listening to metal too?” Saeran exclaimed inshock

“Ha, more than just metal, I also listen to rock, AND I’m in a band I’llhave you know!” You smiled triumphantly

Saeran looked at you in pure amazement. And it was then that something inhis chest started to hurt.

“All of a sudden my heart started pounding and it felt really tight. Eversince then I can’t even be near her. I’m afraid-I might lose her…” Saeranlooked down to his feet ashamed to meet his brother’s eyes.

“OH SAERAN! YOU’RE IN LOVE! MY ADORABLE BROTHER IS IN LOVE!” Saeyounglaunched himself at Saeran trapping him in an enormous ‘hug’.

 “AHHH GET THE HELL OFF ME! NO I’M NOOOOOT!”

He definitely was. One day when he had the courage he eventually told youand he was so glad that he did. While to yourselves you may have seemed likethe biggest weirdo’s. In each other’s eyes you were both perfection.

“Thank you for saving me… I love you so much”