#i’m so hungry omf

[kariningss]

‘reader has a name’ no they don’t!!!! that is not a reader!!!! using second person pronouns will not change that!!!!

[nvuy]

im like itching for a boothill x single parent romance. LIKE WHAT IF they moved in next to boothill and everyones like "naww dont go near that guy hes scary and shit" but when kid sees boothill they get so intrigued by boothill they try to get close to him every time they see and hes just... scared? or paranoid, so he doesnt let them close. and then one time kid was still asking questions to boothill and stuff, parent was rushing looking for them, they see them, and then goes like "omf sir im so sorry my kid bothered you" and then boothill is like "nah its ok id do anyt- no what i mean we just met its cool btw lmao"

yk that one scene in a goofy movie where max get laughed at on the bleachers and then roxanne comes and picks him up and asks if he’s alright and then max starts babbling absolute gibberish yep

“So, how strong are you, mister?”

Boothill’s fingers are pressed against the girl’s tiny tiny hands. So small and little and squishy, and he seriously contemplated squishing her until she popped. His palm is cold against hers, and she giggles at the difference in size.

“Hmm…” He leans back on his heels in his squatting position in the front garden. He taps his chin in thought. “Don’t gotta clue. Anythin’ you need me to pick up?”

The girl gasps and there’s stars in her eyes. “Can you pick me up?” She stretches out her arms towards him.

He cracks a grin at her and ruffles her hair. “I dunno. You might be a bit heavy.” He’s teasing her, of course, but she pouts.

“At least try.”

“Alright, little lady.” He hooks his arms underneath hers and hoists her up easily, hands locked at her ribs. “How’s that? Good enough for ya?”

She hums thoughtfully, a cheeky smile on her face as she, too, taps her chin. “Now you gotta carry me for the entire day.”

It was his turn to pout. “N’aw. That’s no fair.”

“There you are!” There’s a rustle of footsteps and the jangling of keys to his left that made him stiffen for a moment, before your familiar face comes into view. Your eyes flit from him to your daughter. “I’ve been calling you for lunch.”

Oh, great Heavens.

“Hi, gorg– uh…” The ranger stumbles over his tongue and zips his lips shut when a small smile stretches into your lips. “We were– I was just– uh…”

Your daughter looks upset when Boothill gently places her back down in the grass.

“Just horsin’ ‘round,” he finishes. “I was just passin’ by, y’see? And your lil’ princess chased me down.”

You clear your throat, staring down at your shoes for a moment and trying to hide the heat rising from your neck to your face.

“I’m sorry about her,” you say to him. “She’s, um… hard to control.”

“That’s a good thing,” he whispers down to your daughter. “Means you got a free spirit.” He pokes her in the side and she giggles.

You give him another look and his eyes snap to the left, and a casual tune leaves his lips in the form of a whistle.

You offer a hand to the girl. “I made pasta.”

Your daughter practically barrels into your side, almost knocking you over with how her small arms wrap around your hips—she used to only be able to reach your knees. God, time flies.

Your eyes flit to the ranger once more. “Um… I made a lot so… if you’re hungry…” Your eyes trail down to his stomach before you swallow. “Do you get hungry?”

He studies your face for a moment with a pensive look.

Then, Boothill snorts. “Nah, sugar.”

Your face is burning. “Right. Well, you’re welcome to come in, anyway.”

“Oh, please have lunch with us!” your daughter all but begs. Her hands have now interlocked in front of her in a pleading gesture, and she’s offering him her most intense puppy eyes. “I can show you my room.”

He’s immediately swayed. “Well, it’s hard to say no to a cute thing like you.” He reaches down and pinches her cheek.

He watches you blink, perhaps taken aback for a moment.

He thinks you’re so beautiful, even if the apron you’re wearing is covered in sauce stains.

He almost starts cheering when you visibly perk up. “You’ll join us?”

“’Course! I’d do anythin’ for y–” He stops himself by digging his teeth into his tongue. “I mean… if ya insist.”

He can tell you’re biting the inside of your cheeks to keep yourself from smiling too wide. You pucker your lips and look elsewhere, face dark with blood.

Your daughter is strangely silent. He notices she’s enamoured with a bright blue butterfly floating along one of the bushes nearby.

“Cool.” You can’t think of anything else to really say. You rock on your heels absentmindedly. “I’d like that.”

His smile grows impossibly wider. “Would ya now?” He taps your nose once before he bends down to greet your daughter again. “Lead the way, little lady.”

“One sec,” you mumble, digging in your pockets.

You fumble for your ring of keys before you throw them quite badly at the cyborg. He manages to catch them well enough, fingers frozen over the steel.

Huh?

“It’s, um… the purple key. For the front door.”

Sure enough, one of the keys was coated in a deep purple.

Your daughter has already begun sprinting towards the front door. You’re half keeping a close eye on her through your peripherals, but your gaze wanders from her to watch him closely.

“I have a spare so… you can have it,” you continue slowly. Was this… too forward?

Boothill eyes you for a moment. A hand moves to his hips.

Then, in a flash, he pulls the purple key off of the ring it’s attached to and gently tosses it back at you. You struggle to catch them, but you manage with shaky hands and stuff them back into your pocket.

“‘Ppreciate it, pretty thing. You know just how to make a man swoon.”

He blows you a kiss with the steel to his lips and then tips his hat. He catches up with your daughter in no time, sweeping her off her feet and letting her slot the key in the lock to open the door.

You realise when he’s staring at you, one hand holding your own front door open expectantly, that you’re standing out in your front garden gawking at him like an idiot.

You quickly follow him inside, and he closes the door behind you. He’s quick to swing an arm around your waist when you guide him into the kitchen.

[bangtanlalaland]

getaway car | kth (m.)

synopsis ⇣ you and your boyfriend are on the run, having robbed your town’s local bank. the both of you spend what you feel may be your last moments together.

— established relationship!au

⇢pairing: kim taehyung x female reader

⇢genre: angst, fluff, pwp, smut

⇢word count: 2.9k

⇢contents ⨯ warnings: sub!taehyung, dom!reader, car sex (unprotected but plz stay safe!), some swearing, some insults lolol (it’s all out of love), masturbation, squirting, voyeurism (oop), oral sex (f receiving), soft love making in this (oof), mentions of a crime (robbing a bank specifically)

a/n: somewhat inspired by the movie “queen and slim” (the sex scene was beautiful omf) also this is unedited because i’m a lazy hoe ok sorryyyy

song rec: “getaway car” by audioslave

The revving sound of the car’s engine rumbles, as you and Taehyung cruise through the California desert—having been driving for hours. The scorching sun and dry atmosphere grants a sheen of perspiration, your clothes now glued to your skin. It’s hot and so are you. You ogle at the view of Taehyung on your left, in the driver’s seat with his arm bent and leaning out the window—one hand gripping the steering wheel and his curly, blonde strands flowing through the breeze. You quickly realize how much you miss his usual dark-chocolate hair, but you know this was all part of the plan.

He borrowed his father’s old Ford Mustang from like the 70’s and unfortunately there is no air conditioner—to which you now regret the decision to go on the run with said vehicle. You deliberately fan yourself with the sundress in which you’re attired, but the act didn’t help much, just breezing more warm air onto your being.

“Fuck,” you let out with a sigh of frustration. Taehyung knows that you tend to have an attitude when you’re: 1) hungry; 2) on your period; or 3) just too damn hot.

He notes your aggravated expression. “What’s up, babe?”

You roll your eyes in reply, “It literally feels like the devil’s ass right now. Is there any place we could stop by for some air?” You quickly add, “Conditioning!”

He chuckles at your annoyed figure, and you hate when he teases you. You instantly scoff, “It’s not funny, okay! You know how I get when I’m too hot.”

With a coy smirk, he adds, “But, you already are.” He peers at you for a quick moment to wiggle his eyebrows before glaring back to the road ahead.

“Seriously, Taehyung. Fuck you!”

He shakes his head, his tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip as he attempts to bite back that boxy grin of his. “I really wouldn’t mind.”

You roll your eyes so hard that you’re surprised you don’t have a headache by now.

“Relax, babe. Besides, we have another 40 miles out until the nearest anything.” Your jaw drops at his comment, and you let out a choked laugh. You feel like screaming.

“You’ve got to be kidding, right?” You probe, twisting your body to face him directly. He shrugs, “Clearly, you don’t know how to read.”

Your eyes naturally narrow in on the asshole, and you playfully jab his arm.

“But seriously, we’ll stop soon,” is all he says. You give a pout towards his comment—your lips poking out in a childish way, followed by crossing your arms.

“No fair,” You whine. “We are going to have to stop anyway a lot sooner than you think. Look at the damn gas!”

Taehyung notes the gas marker sits just above “E.” He verbally swears, “Ah, fuck!”

You shake your head at his silly self, “And you say I can’t read,” you add with a devious smirk and a quirked brow. He seethes, squinting his eyes at you and sucking his teeth.

“Suck my dick.”

You burst out in a laughter that has his insides fluttering. You can’t help how hilarious it is whenever you catch Taehyung slipping. You gasp for air, still laughing your heart out, and he couldn’t help himself from shining that familiar boxy grin you grew to love.

“Ah! It’s not even that funny.” He spills, every so often glancing at your heaving figure in the passenger seat. You slap your thigh and cover your face, attempting to shake away the giggles—your cheeks now hurting from laughing dramatically.

You retort, “You should have seen your face!” Taehyung snarks at you, his hair blowing through the breeze and golden skin glowing gorgeously; and you honestly have never seen anything more breathtaking. He notes your expression and lands his eyes back on the road.

“What are you lookin’ at?” A small smile paints across your face whilst you slip, “The hottest man on the planet.” His gaze snaps toward you in a quick fashion, and he doesn’t miss the way you examine him as if he’s a species you’d just discovered. With the added heat, your hormones are on overdrive; you shamelessly trail your hand onto his thigh, inching toward his groin area.

“W-whoa, baby what are you-” He’s cut off by your palm resting on top of his soft cock, gently grazing against the material—adding a soft amount of pressure. He grips the steering wheel tighter, just in case. You watch his facial expressions tentatively, pressing your hand down just a tad more; you love how the hiss spills from between his teeth, a soft groan shortly follows after.

“Mmm, do you like that? Like when I touch you here?” You coo, rubbing your fingers in a circular motion; your pussy throbs at the way his cock suddenly twitches from behind his slacks. He whines, wanting so desperately to rut against your hand, but he can’t. His foot remains on the gas pedal, and he doesn’t want to swerve off the road and/or risk getting into an accident. He sits there, taking whatever you give him. His eyes are glued to the steaming asphalt ahead, not breaking his stare; which slightly irritates you, granting a harsh squeeze within your grip.

Taehyung’s foot presses down on the pedal too harshly, by accident, and he instantly chokes out, “Yes, b-baby! I love it- When you touch me, Mmmm.” Your lips quirk up and you immediately snatch your hand away—gaining a small whine paired with a pout. Taehyung’s eyebrows furrow as he looks to you for a brief second, and he almost runs off the road.

“____,” he warns with that deep voice of his. You have your hands groping your breasts, as wanton moans spill from you. You close your eyes and throw your head back, in hopes that he’d watch you some more; maybe doing so would convince him to pull over already. And he does, continuing to catch glances of you while struggling to drive, yet each time he steals a gaze, you progress more and more. With your legs now spread out and lace panties on display, you rub your fingers across your clothed core, the soft material soaking itself in your wet.

“Want you to touch me, Tae Tae.” You whisper softly, but loud enough for him to hear. He swallows a thick gulp while peering at your hidden goods for a split second. You moan just a little too loud, wanting his attention on you again. He curses under his breath, his forehead glistens with sweat.

“Want to bury my pussy in your face,” You pull the thin material to the side, showcasing your lady lips. Taehyung witnesses the action and his cock jumps, an aching boner gradually approaching; you hear a growl escape from his lips—which prompts you to egg him on even more.

“Fuck, babe.”

“Touch me, Tae. Touch me now,” you demand, using a finger to glide along your folds, spreading your wetness. He takes another glance at you and back to the road, letting his right hand free to make its path toward you. His lengthy fingers reach out a little further, and graze upon your core—causing a low gasp from you.

You moan, “More.”

His left hand remains on the steering wheel, while his right continues to coat his fingers in your arousal—the slick, wet feeling causes his cock to harden to its full potential. You naturally buck your hips to follow his motions, and you gain another moan from him. He unintentionally grazes upon your clit, and your thighs jerk in response. He pulls his fingers from you and pops them in his mouth, tasting your essence.

He hums in reply and blurts out, “Fuck! That’s it. I’m pulling over.”

The sudden jolt of the car causes you to slide across the seat, bumping into Taehyung slightly. He abruptly parks the car on the side of the road, right onto the dry land of the desert. The door on the driver’s side shuts rigidly; Taehyung marches around the car and flings your door wide open.

“On your knees.” You command; and being the gentleman he is, he kneels down. You lift your bottom from the seat to remove your panties, throwing them somewhere out of reach; your legs spread open on their own accord, and Taehyung forcefully drags you closer to the edge of the seat—his arms wrapped under your knees. His intriguing, hooded lids fixed on your heat, his knees slightly burn from the scorching plains of the desert.

Your fingers run through his strands, lightly caressing his scalp. “Such a good boy. Now eat me.”

You push his head further down and the tip of his nose nuzzles your clit, his lips covering themselves in your wet—his tongue graces itself upon your inner lips, gliding along the juicy flesh. Your head falls back, while your grip on his hair tightens, forcing him to devour you whole whilst your hips grind against his face. Low hums and groans spill from your man, as he takes all of you into his steamy mouth.

“S-so fucking good,” You moan, Taehyung’s finger nails dig into your thighs, his tongue lays itself flat—the wet muscle skids up and down your labia, smothering you in his saliva. He purposely stops right before reaching your clit, repeating the action over and over again. A drawn out moan falls from you, and you tug his strands a tad too much, causing him to whimper under your hold.

You rut yourself against his tongue and state, “Bad boy! No teasing.” He pulls away and takes a quick look at your pussy that shimmers with his spit, then he peers up at you—staring straight into your eyes and watching as your chest rises and falls with each labored breath. He opens his mouth just enough to cover your clit, teasing you yet again and you grow impatient—needing to feel his lips on your throbbing clitoris. He inches closer and closer; you desperately push his head further and finally his soft, pink, plush lips encase around your needy nub. Lewd sucking noises follows soon after, and you treasure the view of Taehyung devouring your clit, vigorously jostling his head back and forth. Your grip on his curls falters, and you find yourself falling flat on your back, finding purchase on top of your thighs, nails grazing across the skin.

“Oh, ungh! T-tae” You lose your breath for a moment, keening in on the noises he makes with his juicy tongue and soaked lips, that you nearly miss the sound of a car passing by. Your moans now turned into cries, your kitty clenches and just as you thought this was enough, you feel Tae’s fingers rubbing along your folds, smothering them in your wetness. He inserts one of those long fingers and buries himself to the knuckle, whilst lapping at your clit. He pumps vigorously, and you find yourself squirming underneath him.

“Mmmm,” is all you hear him say as he doesn’t let up on eating you out.

“Fuck yes, just like that.” You add, swaying your hips to meet his finger thrusts. He sneaks in a second finger, and your walls welcome them in completely. You grip the leather seat of the car, and wriggle within his hold. He brushes up against that spot deep within you, fucking you with his fingers. Taehyung’s member knocks against his slacks, as if calling out to your kitty. You’re so wet that you coat his fingers nicely—like a lubricant.

“Yes, yes you’re going- t-to make me cum!” You cry out, he jabs into you at a quicker pace, creating squelches that’s like music to his hears. He lodges a wad of spit onto your cunt, then flits his tongue out to prescisely stimualte your clit yet again. He creates a “come here” motion with his fingers, ramming into that same sweet spot repeatedly. A strained cry escapes from you, and everything is blazing.

“Mmm, fuck!” Your legs quiver out of control, and you feel something build up only to be bought down as your pussy shivers, spurts of liquid project onto the car seat and Taehyung’s fingers, some reaching his blouse and his chin. Your body grows limp—having been drowned out by your orgasm, but he doesn’t let his tongue up. He pulls and tugs your lips, licking along your entire mound—touching your now sensitive clit in the process.

You lie there watching him and push his head away to keep him from touching you anymore, “Drink up, baby boy.”

“Yes ma’am.” You love how he complies, slurping the juices that stream down the seat. You beam at his obedience, and there’s this fluttering-like feeling within you that approaches—something like butterflies in your stomach. Taehyung watches you with those big, asymmetrical eyes. You scoot back to let him in on the passenger’s seat, and he seats himself, slightly soaking his slacks from your juices. But he doesn’t break his stare from you, and you feel scorching under his gaze. You pull the hem of your sundress and over your head, dropping the material somewhere behind you. Taehyung unbuttons his silky blouse just a few buttons, putting those sexy collarbones on display. His lips part at the sight of your black, lace bra.

“You’re so beautiful, you know that?” He reassures, rubbing your thigh and easing his grip onto your waist, pulling you on top of him. You straddle him in the cramped space, grinding your pussy along his clothed cock, a tender yet odd sensation of the fabric of his slacks as it grazing amongst your core. Taehyung catches your lips in a heated kiss, small moans muffled and whimpers caught in between breaths. A soft cry spills from you, and tears prick at the corners of your eyes. He notes how you’ve shut your mouth closed, and a frown graces upon your expression.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He asks, brushing his fingers across your cheeks to caress them softly.

You can’t ignore the anxiety that fills you from the thought of being caught. What will happen to the both of you? Surely you’ll pay for your time, but then that would mean you and Taehyung would be separated, and who knows for how long?

You shake your head at the thought of it all, “I-I’m so scared. What if we-” You can’t finish your sentence, cut off by your sobs.

There’s a pang in Taehyung’s chest at your words, and he cups your cheeks to fix your gaze onto him.

“Look at me,” He says with a hint of certainty laced in his sentence. Your eyes pry open, soaked with tears.

“Look, I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. Okay?” He expresses, pressing soft pecks to your lips. Your fingers lace within his hair while you continue where you left off before, grinding yourself against him. The warmth of his body consumes you, that the summers heat is long forgotten.

You moan in between kisses, “Please, Tae.” You pull away and stare into his eyes for a moment, finding placement on the button of his pants, unzipping the zipper. He lifts himself up to tug his slacks and briefs down to his ankles in one go.

His hard cock bolts upwards, the rosy-tinted tip shimmers with precum—that oozes from the slit.

“Need you,” you whine, wrapping your fingers around him—eager to pump his shaft. Taehyung grips your waist, his Adam’s apple bobs in the moment of his moaning—as the tip of his cock brushes against your pussy lips. He bucks his hip upwards, pushing himself past your entrance, and you engulf his thick length inside of you that stretches you out like no other.

Broken moans fill up the atmosphere.

“Fuck,” he slips. You gush at the melody of his moans filling up your ears; his large hands press against your back, as he darts his tongue out to lap at your breast, sucking your nipple and caressing the other. He starts with a sluggish pace, jamming up into you, but you want more—crave more.

“Harder.” You order, slamming back down to meet his thrusts. He rams up into you, making you jolt upwards, almost hitting the roof of the car. You note another car that passes by. He places kisses along your jawline, leaving a trail down to your neck and collarbone.

Your fingers pull on his strands a little harder, both of your bodies drenched in sweat. Taehyung forces himself to hit your spot repeatedly.

“I love you,” He lets out followed by another moan, “Love you so much, you know that?” You both pant for air, too lost in the feel of each other and too caught up in the moment; you ease your fingers down to find your clit and rub furiously.

Taehyung grazes his nails along your ass cheeks, while still fucking up into you. He lands a harsh smack, gaining a yelp from you.

He takes a break to let you gain control, and you deliberately ride his cock, the sounds of your thighs smacking against his makes him shudder underneath you.

“I-I’m going to cum, babe. Fuck!” You clench around him intentionally, wanting to make him cum inside of you. Just as he spilled those words, you fall like apart on top of him. He gives a few last harsh strokes, to help ride out your orgasm, whilst also gaining one of his own.

“Oh, Taehyung!” Your fingernails graze along his scalp, with trembling thighs and a pulsing cunt, you gasp for air—immersed in your orgasm. Taehyung slips a drawn-out moan, as spurts of warm cum project deep inside of you. Your grasp from his hair loosens up, and you pull away to lost yourself in those hooded lids that made you fall in love.

“I love you, too. So much.” You say passion, wrapping your arms around his neck—never wanting to let go, feeling protected in his embrace.

[beidousbunny]

I did! 300 people, I'm so happy- I'm sorry to hear about Genshin though! I hope you get better ones next time, you deserve that at the very least- it was alright, I baked myself a loaf of bread at 4:00AM for no reason so I'm eating all of it before my dentist appointment tomorrow. :'D

That’s amazing!! Congrats babe omg 🥺

The a.m munchies are the best omf- and mmmm freshbaked bread mfg 😩😩😩 ur making me hungry pls-

ps. FUCK the dentist I literally cannot stand them,, and bunny’s a bit of a sugar whore so I’m always gettin yelled at 😒

[afterglowparker]

harrison having a roommate but hiding it from tom and one day tom comes over unannounced and by then end of the day he thinks he's falling in love were the her

two things i am a fanof: roommate!harrison and tom falling in love very quickly with this person henever knew about and just met (because that is me. very much me).

i almost wrote a wholeass fic for this omf but i cut a lot for thesake of the length 

HBDTom Blurb Week—come celebrate!

Harrison had a horrible habit of keeping his front door unlockedwhen he was home and Tom loved using that to his advantage. Usually, he’d sendthe blonde a quick text letting him know he was going to drop by and would justlounge on the couch or hide so he could scare the unsuspecting man, to whichTom would quickly quip back wouldn’t happen if you just kept the door locked.However, the sleep deprivation from the month-long press tour was starting tokick in and Tom decided grabbing breakfast at Harrison’s was the best option,seeing as his flat was closer to the airport and most likely actually had food.It was close to 6am and Tom figured his text would go unseen anyways, so hejust had the taxi drop him off unannounced—he’d probably pass out on the couchafterwards anyways and he knew Harrison wouldn’t mind.

He was currently slightly bent over, rummaging throughHarrison’s fridge, before he settled on what looked like leftover pizza, nomore than a day or so old, but right then and there it looked like a delicacy.

“I hope you don’t plan on eating that,” Tom quickly whipsaround, almost hitting his head on the top of the fridge, eyes wide, pizzapartially in his mouth, as his other hand was grasping onto the pizza box,“because that was definitely meant to be my breakfast.”

There was barely light peeking into the quaint apartment,but the light from the fridge allowed Tom to make out the figure of anotherperson—more specifically, a woman.

“You’re not Harrison.” Tom mumbled through the mouth full ofpizza, quickly swallowing it as he shut the fridge door and moved toward thecounter separating them both. Not that he was closer, he felt his heartbeatrace the smallest bit, and not from the sudden shock of the stranger, butbecause wow was she beautiful.

She was clad in an oversized T-Shirt, which he realized was his.He made a mental note to chew Harrison out because he had been looking for itfor the better part of the last month and the div swore he didn’t have it.

“No, I’m not. Thank goodness, like to think I’m better thanthat div,” Your words were taunting, but the soft smile on your face gave wayto the fact you were actually quite fond of what appeared to be a sharedfriend, “but at least he doesn’t eat my leftovers. He learned that lesson along time ago.”

Tom’s eyebrows raised at the implication of your words.

“So…you’re over here like…a lot?”

“Well, yeah. I live here.”

Tom swore his eyes were going to pop out of their sockets ashis mouth gaped the slightest bit.

“Here? As in this apartment? Sorry, of course that’s whatthat means. I’m just a lil’ tired. Uh-Wow Harrison never talks about you. NOTLIKE THAT I’m sure you’re great I just, I meant I didn’t know he had a roommateis all,” Tom suddenly makes eye contact with you, seeing a soft smile on yourlips and he cuts off his rambling, smiling back shyly, “Sorry. I have ahorrible habit of rambling. Guess it gets worse when I’m tired. Or maybehungry. Not the point, uh-I’m Tom, by the way.”

“Yeah, I know. Harrison actually does talk about you a lot. I’mY/N and Harrison and I will be having words on why you apparently had no idea Iexisted.”

Tom felt his shoulders untense as a soft laugh left hislips, smiling at the girl across from him.

“I think I’m gonna have to have that talk with him as well.”

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Harrison had woken up around 11am and was amused at thescene that had greeted him. There, sat on his couch in the cozy living room washis best mate and his roommate, her legs thrown over his as she rested her headon the arm of the couch and Tom was slouched, resting his head against the backof the couch, the two of them laughing at something as the T.V. droned on inthe background. Harrison had made the mistake of making a sarcastic comment,because this prompted the two of you to instantly begin grilling the blonde onwhy you two had never formally met, Tom’s eyes lingering on your face as you playfullyargued with Harrison; this didn’t go unnoticed by Harrison.

The three of you spent the rest of the day lazing around,Tom’s sleepiness and jetlag suddenly forgotten. It was close to 7pm when youhad finally left the apartment, Tom asking if it was really necessary for youto go to a work dinner to which you laughed and assured him you would be seeingeach other again. As the door shut, Tom’s gaze lingering on it, Harrison’svoice brought him out of his reverie.

“You’re so lucky Y/N is oblivious because wow wereyou staring hard.”

Tom instantly snapped his head to look at Harrison, a lookof confused shock painting his features as he struggled for words.

“What? I-I wasn’t. Staring I wasn’t, I don’t—what are youtrying to say?’

Harrison rolled his eyes, as he slouched lower into the recliner,his eyes only flickering over to Tom for a second, before settling his gaze onthe T.V. again.

“Bro…you’re absolutely into my roommate and you’re not veryslick about it.”

Tom scoffed, a blush kissing his cheeks, as he ran his handthrough his hair and tuned back into the show that he had abandoned muchearlier that day.

“I don’t know what you mean, mate,” and after a few seconds,“but I mean…she is cute.”

[offical-potato]

Y’all interested in the crazy shit that happened to me today? Ugh imma vent below

Okay so backstory...I have a 9am class so I leave for school at 8:30 and eat a piece of toast in the car. After my 9-11am class I have to rush to my other class that starts at 11:10 that for some reason today my crazy art teacher had us meet somewhere different idk man not super important to the story. however, what is important is that I’m not really hungry until later in the day and so my stupid ass doesn’t really have a real meal until I get home.

So my 11:10am class is going on and I have a small snack but mostly I’m hyped up on earl grey tea and an iced mocha that I downed in the first 30 minutes of class. Now I realize that lots of caffeine+little food is bad but normally I’m fine and this isn’t really important until later in the story so remember that for later.

Alrighty to normally my 11am class gets out at 2pm but today my teacher decided we were done at like 1:30 so that was chill. So I’m leaving to drive home and I’m chillin in the car. Basically there is this one main road where I live that’s super busy and the lanes are tight. ALSO I’m a fairly new driver and I will admit not the best one... so I’m on this fucking main road and driving the semi-old SUV (its a total mom car lol) and I HIT THE FUCKING CURB GOING 30 MPH AND MY FUCKING TIRE GOES OUT.

Now okay listen here kids, if you get a flat you should turn off the road and slowly stop and check what’s up.

So that was I did. I turned off onto one of the side roads and there a big fucking hole in my back right tire. UGH I KNOW... so being the awesome fucking (semi) grown ass woman I am I look up how to put on a spare tire to get this shit started.

Side note: I was in the most butch outfit and I was living for it! I had blue jeans, a studded belt, a normal white tee that I tied into a crop top, and a flannel tied around my waist because it’s hot and I’ve gotta get those layers in the morning! Also I recently got a buzzcut and have 7 piercings...

Back to my story... so I’m now trying to find the fucking spare tire which is crazy and hidden. You’ve gotta take a plastic part off just to get to the jack kit like this shit is H-I-D-D-E-N! So when’s I find the jack kit I need to use some of those tools to loosen another thing to get the spare which btw is under the car suspended with some chain stuff. it’s an elaborate setup. Protip if your gonna take someone’s hubcaps Infiniti’s will be hard to take they’ve got some crazy shit.

Okay so this spare drops but it won’t come all the way out from under the car and by this time my dad gets here to help because I’ve never done this shit before. So he’s helping and we eventually...with much effort.... get the ruined tire off and spare on! Wooo I felt so accomplished like I helped with this shit and got that spare out from it’s crazy ducking hiding space like that shit was not easy.

But potato you ask? This surely must be where the story ends? NOPE HONEY I WISH!

I get home and I live on a hill so second tip kids, if you are parking downhill you need to turn your tires into the curb Incase it slides down. So I do this but my dad said I’m to close to the curb and need to move it alway.

This is fine I can do this. BUT THIS MOTHERFUCKING CAR LIKES TO FALL DOWN EVEN THO I PUT MY FUCKING FOOT ON THE BRAKE AND WENT STRAIGHT TO THE GAS IN R SO I CAN BACK UP LIKE DAMN KIDS THIS IS HARD SHIT.

I HIT THE CAR IN FRONT OF MY AND BOY OH BOY IM CUSSING UP A STORM. like at this point I’m close to crying because as I stated earlier, I haven’t had any real food! I just spend sm time changing my flat! And I’m tired!

Thank fuck tho the car in front of my had a soft rack thing so there WASNT ANY DAMAGE!!!! I swear there are little things in life that make me happy and I was so glad. I was shaking at that point and so done. Idk what I would’ve done if there was damage. Also don’t tell me neighbor I hit their car....

Y’all don’t know how grateful I was that there wasn’t any damage to their car. Like omf.

Moral of the story: I need to eat more food and drink less caffeine ALSO I’m a boss ass bitch so don’t fuck with me

[spookbusters]

Dating Jonathan Byers! (HCs)

Summary: Dating Jonathan Byers would include...

A/N: I was in the mood to write something soft for my homeslice Jonathan, he deserves good things :’) Check for more A/N’s at the bottom!

Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Reader // Warnings: the most mild form of suggestive content lol

Meeting at a party where neither of you are exactly comfortable and bonding over your want to be somewhere else.

“I could seriously use a milkshake right now.” “No way, that’s exactly what I’m craving.”

You’re not the “wallflowers who bloomed when they found each other” cliche couple

You’re the same people as before, now you just have someone who understands you better than most.

Photos, obviously. Soooo many!!

He loves candids. He thinks you look your best when you’re not modeling for the camera

Although, he also loves when you put on your best outfit and do your makeup for photo-shoots with him.

Not many pictures get taken, you’ve had more than one makeout session in the woods.

Sitting in his room and listening to the Talking Heads on days where you don’t want to leave the house.

He’s the boyfriend who has your favorite restaurant orders down-pact.

“I told you I wasn’t hungry, babe.” “You’re always hungry, Y/N.” “You make a compelling argument.”

He remembers like everything, actually.

It’s super sweet.

He’s lowkey sappy.

Will and Joyce both love having you around.

They can see how happy you make Jonathan and they highly approve

Chaste kisses that can easily turn flustered and hurried.

Sometimes you guys start rushing so fast you’ll smack heads and it leads to a lot of laughs between you guys.

You both love the other so much, and it seriously shows.

Extended A/N’s: Guys I love writing headcannons so much omf. Please do request more :)) Don’t forget I do write both SFW and NSFW content (Just be sure to read my rules)! Request away!

[emotionalgirl101]

Question | Chapter 3

Words: 2,241

Genre: college au, angst, fluff

Pairing: SKZ x reader

Summary: Your best friend, Minho, had been refusing to introduce you to his other group of best friends for months now, with no explanation as to why. One night after getting drunk after work together, he gave in to your pleas. Oops.

Warning: Contains mature content (such as coarse language, violent themes, etc). Drinking is mentioned for all the boys but Jeongin.

A/N: SORRY IT’S LATE!! I’M ON HOLIDAY AND DIDN’T GET A CHANCE TO POST ON TIME! So, this chapter is more of an in-depth explanation of some of the character profiles. The main storyline will be hinted at here, but Chapter 4 is when the fun really begins. This chapter is necessary, though! Thanks for following so far <3 You bet Chan’s gonna be called daddy eventually after that vlive omf-

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7

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“Hey Dad!”

You almost choked on air at Seungmin, quickly sipping from your glass of water to cover yourself. Chan chuckled awkwardly, running his hand through his hair again. “Chan, Y/n. Y/n, Chan.” Woojin helped move the conversation along.

Chan took a place beside Minho, about to join in the conversation, when Hyunjin let out a whine about being hungry. The boy had been so wrapped up in your arrival, they had forgotten all about their chicken and beer. Woojin quickly span around. Tea towel in hand, he open the oven door and retrieved the fried chicken. The heat from the oven was warm enough to keep the food hot, but for so much as to keep cooking it. At least someone had brain cells, you thought to yourself.

Chan instantly moved to help the eldest roommate. He grabbed the plates and serviettes, even one for you without asking. Seungmin followed with beers from the fridge. Minho took it upon himself to grab a drink for Jeongin, as well as some glasses, which you helped to carry. Woojin trailed behind with his chicken masterpiece.

You all sat on the floor of the living room around the low-sitting coffee table. After a quick thank you to Woojin, the majority of the boys couldn’t control themselves. They launched into claiming chicken before it was all gone. Minho grabbed you some, saving you from having to fight with the younger kids. Woojin’s voice could be heard over the ruckus, “Calm down! There’s enough for everyon-“

“We’re just starving!~”

“Hyung, that was my piece!”

You laughed at the sight before you, eyes quickly connecting with Chan’s across the table and over the site of loose limbs. He was waiting out the carnage, trusting his friends to at least leave him something. You both just smiled and shook your head.

The room became calm, boys chewing on their chicken, blissing out at the delicious taste. Chan began to poor the drinks, Woojin pouring the soda Minho had grabbed for the Maknae from the kitchen.

“Well,” Woojin began, after finishing a mouthful. “Seems we forgot about the contest.” The looks that fell over the other boy's faces were priceless. They had all frozen, looks were exchanged. Some mid-chew, some about to stuff their face. An ‘oh’ was heard from the other end of the table. Minho replaced the cup of beer that was just against his lips back onto the table. Woojin burst into laughter. You joined soon after. They all ended up smiling, and you took the opportunity of silence before you could talk yourself out of it.

“How did you guys all meet?”. You did not expect for such a simple question to have such a complicated answer. All the boys ended up chipping in, but Woojin lead the dialogue. ���I own this place. Well, my parents do. They would let me live here, as long as I had some other roommates. This was an investment for them, but they knew uni students don’t earn that much, so they made it so that the rent was relatively cheap. So, I posted an ad-” “Which is how we met.” Chan chimed in, “We were both starting uni at the same time, and I was looking for a place to stay.”

“We still had plenty of rooms, so I left the ad up.” Woojin continued, when Jisung interjected, “Not expecting all of us to apply.” Hyunjin and Felix laughing at the slight redness of Woojin’s face at the comment. “By the looks, that’s a no.” You smirked. “Why did you except them although?” You were genuinely curious, letting your smirk dissipate. “Yeah, hyung. Why did you let him in.” Jeongin pointed shamelessly at Jisung, who was not ready to be attacked. “What do you mean ‘why did you let him in?’-“ He was exasperated, Hyunjin giggling while holding the boy. You were almost in tears at his reaction, as was Seungmin beside you. He leaned over to high-five the youngest on his left.

“Hold on, hold on. Hear me out.” Woojin chuckled. “Yeah, hyung, tell him why you let me in. Because of my personality, wasn’t it?” Jisung piped up, still genuinely offended. His words seemed to be aimed at Jeongin more so than Woojin. Hyunjin’s arm was still around Jisung’s neck, his other hand pushing against his chest so he’d settle down again.

“Actually, it was just because we had the room.” Woojin smiled honestly, but it didn’t have as comforting an effect on Jisung. His jaw was slack, staring at his oldest hyung as if to say ‘Seriously? You couldn’t even just lie?’. Hyunjin was doubling over in hysteria, leaning on the victimised boy. Changbin chimed in, “Yeah, that makes more sense.” Jisung looked at the guy beside him in disbelief. “Seriously?” Changbin was trying to control his chuckling when Chan piled on. “Yeah, the rent is pretty much the only reason we keep you around.” Changbin unfolded his arm, his hand hiding near Chan’s thigh, when Chan’s hand connected with it in a high-five.

Jisung was visibly distressed, part of him knowing it was all in good fun, but he couldn’t hide his raw emotions. He was looking around at the other members of the circle for help, eyes settling on Minho as he began to speak. “Maybe we should just kick him out now, since he knows.” He suggested, while looking around the group. “I’m happy to pay the extra rent.” Jeongin raised his hand. “Me, too.” Seungmin quickly followed suit. “Me, three.” Felix seemed genuinely too keen.

“Fine! I see how it is.” He shrugged Hyunjin off, as he began to stand. “I’ll just leave now, then.” He huffed. Without thinking, you defended the boy, but the way you went about it was heavily influenced by the amount of alcohol you had consumed by that point. “No~, Jisung! I love you!~ Stay~!”

You felt Minho’s leg that was brushing against you stiffen. Just for a split second. You didn’t think too much of it in the moment, and you missed the look he shared with the boy standing in front of you.

Jisung didn’t seem to make a big deal of it, continuing with the jovial manner held by the rest of the room. “Thank you, Noona. At least someone cares.”

“She probably just feels sorry for you” Changbin struggled to say under his breath, causing laughter to erupt once more. Minho included, but not whole heartedly.

You took the opportunity to get to know the boys. The alcohol was a great aid in breaking everyone’s walls down. “So, are guys at uni?” you asked before taking a long sip from your cup. Chan took it upon himself to refill it for you, when Woojin answered first.

“I’m at the same uni as you two.” “But you won’t see much of him. He’s post-grad.” Minho interjected, followed by a swig of beer. “Unless you go to the law library...” He trailed off to let Woojin continue, slinging his arm around your shoulder. You leaned into him, habitually, listening to Woojin as intently as your tipsy self could. “I work there. So, if you ever need a hand with library things,”

“You’re my guy.” You continued, shooting a lazy finger gun. His laugh was endearing and genuine. “And you?” You turned your attention to Chan. He had his knee up and almost tucked into his chest, elbows resting atop their cap and hands grasped. He looked up to you, a small smile appeared before he spoke. You didn’t miss it, though.

“Me?” He shrugged. “Just post-grad, I guess.” Changbin shoved his elder half-heartedly with his shoulder. He was sitting similarly, meaning he needed to lean into him to execute the move. “Don’t be so modest, hyung.” He smiled at Chan, then directed his gaze to you. “Channie hyung here is at a Music Academy. He was that good at production, they snatched him up themselves.” Chan blushed at Changbin’s boasting. “I also work at their on campus music store. When I’m not there, I’m here.” He looked up at you, again. Minho shifted.

After a brief silence, Seungmin spoke up. “I also work at the university. I do extra work for professors and researchers who don’t have the time. Digging through archives and what-not. They need the extra pair of hands and it pays well.” He smiled, genuinely proud of his work and his love for what he does. “It’ll be easier now that I’m starting uni there this year. Along with there rest of these guys.” He shared a smile with Hyunjin, who’d draped his arm around Jisung once again. “It’s not like you don’t live there, anyway.” Jeongin teased, earning a few giggles and a gentle push from Seungmin.

“What about you, Jeongin?” You leaned forward, with as much slack as Minho’s arm gave you, to peer at the boy. “I thought you were a bit young to start at uni yet.” You smiled gently, hoping to make it obvious that there was no malice behind your words. Jeongin seemed satisfied by your intrigue, not hesitating to answer.

“I dropped out to pursue my passion. I knew that I had to take an alternative pathway to get there after high school, anyway. Why waste the time.” He continued, “I wanted to study , and the only way to do that was to move out here. My parents were supportive, and I’m very grateful for that.” Your heart dropped. Your face didn’t hide it. Jeongin just smiled, words aimed to reassure you. “I miss them a lot, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices for what you want. I still see them, and Woojinnie hyung’s cooking is almost as good as home. I’m happy here.” You reached out your hand to the boy, and he took it, no questions asked. “You’re so brave.” You smiled sadly, squeezing his hand before letting go. You settled back into Minho’s warmth.

You we’re about to ask Jeongin how he was supporting himself, but a loud snore interrupted your thoughts. Felix’s head was resting against the couch, the poor boy knocked out from the large chicken meal he had looked forward to all day. Those awake chuckled, eyes endearing.

“Wow, it’s half past one. No wonder he’s passed out.” Chan stared at his watch. Without thinking, Woojin and Chan began to clean up, carrying the nearly clean plates and beer bottles from the coffee table in the centre. The rest of you got up, some stretching, while others rubbed their eyes tiredly.

“You’re not going home at this time of night.” His tired voice said, before you could even think about reaching for your things. Minho’s arm was still wrapped around you. He pulled you in for a sleepy hug. You didn’t resist. Nor did you feel the number of eyes settling in on your conversation. “You can sleep in my room. I’ll grab you some clothes.” He took his leave, and his warmth disappeared.

Seungmin approached you. “Innie and I are heading to bed. Good night, Noona.” He gentle wrapped his arms around you for a small, tired hug. He let go of you, Jeongin taking his place. “Night, Noona~” He yawned into the hug. You smiled, ruffling his hair.

Chan had left Woojin in the kitched, moving back towards the living room. “Good night, Y/N. It was nice meeting you.” He smiled softly. His warm embraced didn’t help your tired eyes stay open. He untangled himself from you moments later, turning and scooping a limp Felix up in his arms. “Night, Felix.” You softly hummed under your breathe, waving as Chan hauled him into what must have been his room. Jisung couldn’t hid the soft smile you brought upon his face. He made his way to you.

“Good night.” He sighed into your ear, as he rested his head on your shoulder. His body grew heavier, and pretend snores sounded from him. “Jisung~” You whined playfully, still not quite sober. He snuggled into your neck before lifting himself off of you. Sober you would’ve noticed his hesitation in pulling away. “Sleep well.” He looked at you shyly, rubbing the back of his neck as he walked away.

Changbin was already next in line, “Night Y/n-ah.” He gave you a quick hug, missing no worth or comfort in the small action. He took off after Jisung. Hyunjin hugged you, no words needed. “Night~” you sung as he left you with a small smile.

Woojin had finished in the kitchen, hugging you to say good night, just like the others. “Welcome to the family.” He smiled. Then, turning off the lights, he walked down the hallway. You heard a door close.

You were alone in the darkness for a minute. You didn’t feel alone. You didn’t feel sacred or unsafe. You felt like you were, well, home. Cheesy, but true. You felt warm and happy.

You felt his arms slid around the sides of your waist, locking together infant of you. A chin on your left shoulder. “Bed time~” Minho sung. He handed you the shirt he had slung over his shoulder, for you to use as a make-shift nightgown. He took your hand, and lead you to his room. An extra glass of water and your phone on charge. He left tp give you privacy as you changed. You loved your friendship with him.

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[tmnt-moonflower2]

Ummh. Uhh. Raphael and reader getting caught together by readers parents/family?? (Idks)

Ok I wrote this one but then it just dissappeared before I was finish so yea im hella sad ;-;

Anyway. Here you go.. Again😭😂😂😂❤️

Raph x Reader ~ Sister Fails.

Warnings: Language, Kinda NSFW, embarrassment, too sexy to handle, might cringe (I hope not)

I was scrolling through pinterest and Raph's watching TV, my booty in his lap. I lean closer to him for a warmer position and as I was shifting he makes a low groan. I smirk and look at him, he simply ignores me and continues watching. I change my body position and straddle him. My hands roaming his plastron. A grin appears on his face as he looks up at me, "Whatcha doing tiger?"

"Oh nothing" I reply shortly and lean forward to kiss his neck. He groans lowly again and his hand lands on my ass with a light 'Smack'. I bite on his neck lightly, causing him to groan louder this time. I lean in to kiss his lips, the kiss hungry and a little sloppy. His hands roam my hips, up my sides and back to my ass. My arms fold around his neck, his one hand gripping my butt and the other one is holding my waist. I pull away, his lips attack my neck, biting, kissing and sucking. I moan softly in his ear. "Raph I need you now".

That's all it takes for him to throw me over his shoulder and take me to his room. He closes the door and throws me on his bed. Him climbing on top of me. We get under the covers and he swiftly removes all our clothes and start kissing me again, pinning my hands above my head with one hand, the other one roaming and gripping my sides.

His kisses trails down my neck, leaving his marks first, leaving me a breathless moaning mess. He comes back up as his free hand makes his way to my core. His lips on mine, his tongue and mine battling for dominance. His hand was less than and inch away as his door bursts open.

"OMF sis I didnt know you had sex before?" she says with a smile. "Fuck off, (Y/S/N) cant you see we're busy?!" I ask in shock. Raph just smirks and doesnt stop. He abuses my neck with a smirk and his finger lands on my core. "How bigs the D tho?" she asks. "Out, please, I beg!" she finally leaves, shuts the door and I moan from all the pleasure.

"I'm glad you think that was funny baby" I said sarcastically. He chuckles that sexy chuckle, "Hey, she should know you got a man who makes you feel good." I can feel his grin as he kisses down my stomach to my aching core....

Well he does make my knees tremble.. Man I love him...

[jul-bilant]

Prince!Seungcheol

prince seungcheol

he was always the buzz around the whole kingdom *i mean y wouldnt he?? have you sEEN the guy????*

he’s always going around town, supervising incase any dumbass decided to sell drugs around the block or smth

(he once caught one and he didnt kno seungcheol was the prince and offered him marijuana and got arrested bc of tht and bc seungcheol got offended lmao)

and whenever he passes by, theres always gonna be some thirstyass girls staring at him like

“oMF SAMANTHA ITS PRINCE SEUNGCHEOL”

“SHUT UP JESS HE’S GONNA HEAR YOU DIMWIT”

or like

*runs up to him* “cAN I BE YOUR GIRLFRIEND??”

and tbh seungcheol just deadass rejects her but like,,, politely bc pRINCE MANNERS

and thats why he has two bodyguards with him at all times outside the palace now

anyways;;; prince seungcheol’s rlly rlly rLLY polite and well-mannered

he’s also a smart boi like

8 yr old seungcheol can solve 10th grade algebra, write a whole 10+ paged essay abt cytology and find the cure for cancer

kidding lol *nOT*

but srsly, this boi is smarter than yo algebra teachers like bi h

and he’s also sort of leader-like, so people already know he’ll be a great king one day

but he also has a kind heart and cares for everyone he loves and the whole kingdom

a 5 yr old girl once tripped over a rock infront of him and he took her to a bench, bought a bandage and aided her scraped knee ;-;

you can tell im soft for seungcheol hhhh

anyways, he’s been stressing out for a while because his coronation as king is nearing and it’s in a few months since his father died a year ago

and he needs to find a suitable partner

thats where you come in

you’re a maid in the palace

the maids have a thing where they check on seungcheol every two or three hours to see if he’s hungry, needs smth, or anything like tht

and this time, you were assigned to check on him

tbh you’ve never been assigned because it’s always the head maid that checks on him or that one maid thats always been the head maid’s fave

but not today

it was 10 pm and you went to see if seungcheol needed anything so you go to his study room

but before you knock, you hear something from inside his study room

it sounds like crying

and you know for a fact that thats seungcheol’s voice thats crying

you were at a loss of what to do, so it took you a while to do anything, but you decided to go down and tell the chefs that he was hungry just so you could bring him his favourite food to cheer him up

when you went back to the study room, you knocked

but he didn’t answer

it was quiet now, no more sobbing

so you opened the door

and saw seungcheol with his head down on the desk

you quietly wheeled the food towards his study table and put the tray on the other desk near the couch

you carefully approached seungcheol out of curiosity

his cheeks were stained with dried tears, but other than that, he still looked as handsome as ever

you grew concerned and took of the blankets from the bigass closet near the prince’s room and draped it over him

i mean, you were already there so why not lol

the next morning, seungcheol awoke to the smell food and a blanket around him

he grew confused but shrugged it off, he expected one of the maids to do these things

but he smiled knowing someone cares

meanwhile, the head maid came up to you and told you that you’ll be the maid who’ll regularly check up on seungcheol from now on since she was, quote-on-quote, “busy”, and her favourite maid had to retire for god knows what

you didn’t know why but you felt a sense of happiness and anxiety at the same time

so in the afternoon, you go to check on seungcheol as he’s in the study room, sorting out papers

when you enter the room after knocking, seungcheol kinda stares at you

not in the bad, offending way, nah m8

but like

‘holy shit this woman looks better than a grilled cheese sandwich’

which roughly translates to “prince seungcheol is making googly-eyes at maid y/n” ty v much

and he blushed a bit but hid it well when you approached him

“good afternoon, prince seungcheol.. i am maid y/n, i’ll be the new maid who’ll check on you from time to time from now on..” you inform him

he smiles

s m i l  e s

“thank you for informing me, miss y/n,” he replied

“may i ask you a small favor?”

you were like

‘w8 boi whut-’

but you just replied with an “ok”

“please tell the maid who draped a blanket over me and brought me food last night 'thank you’, and tell her it’s from me.” he smiled

you contemplated on telling him whether or not it was you,

which would be odd for other people, since they would of cOURSE take the chance and say that they did

but you had a sense of not taking credibility in most cases bc you like being humble and shiet so you nod and telling him you’ll inform her

“thank you, it means a lot to me..” seungcheol smiles

a few months after, you hear his royal adviser, which no one rlly likes tbh (tht includes seungcheol), scolding him because he has yet to find a partner

so you go check on him in his bedroom after knocking, and he let you in

you two had, undoubtedly, grown close

which is weird bc he doesnt really make friends w/ workers in the palace, much less be best friends with them

but thats what happened

he basically tells you everything from his dreams, to when his father passed, to how his cat scratched the curtain of the theatre room and etc.

so naturally, you started liking him

but of course, why’d the prince like a maid like you????

yall were just best friends

(like any other ff pfft)

you sat down on his bed, a concerned look on your face as he was on the verge of tears

“whats wrong?” you asked, even if you already knew what dampened his mood

“Mr. Song is pressuring me into getting married again, but this time he told me other things..”

you watch as a tear or two falls from his eyes

its really painful to watch him cry

“its okay… you dont have to tell me if you dont want to..” you reassured seungcheol but he just shakes his head

“no.. i think you deserve to know”

and he told you about how his adviser called him a worthless prince for not being able to even court a girl, telling him that if he was this indecisive, the kingdom would fall, and other hurtful things like that

at this point, he was crying the whole waterfall somewhere in the deep woods near the kingdom

“cheol.. i’m sorry you had to endure that…”

without thinking, you gently pulled him into your arms, pulling him into a warm hug

both of you were surprised, but didn’t waver away from the hug

for a second you thought 'omf why the fu c  k did i do that’

but you just shook the thought away, telling yourself that your best friend is in emotional pain and you did that for moral support

(which wasnt the only reason but you wanted to deny the others hhh)

but seungcheol on the other hand was lo si  n g his shit

on the inside, of course

he’s like 'omg omg omg she’s hugging me mOM-’

but thats where it dawned on him

he likes you

the next day, you knocked on the door of his study room

but it was silent, just like that one night when he cried himself to sleep

so you opened the door,

but he wasnt there

you panicked a little, thinking about where on palace grounds he couldve gone to

so you checked his bedroom, the kitchen, the theatre room, the throne room, the royal gardens, everywhere

but aside from finding his cat scratching the theatre room curtains, they were all empty

you asked the head maid where he was and she answered you with a shocked expression before replying

“you mean to tell me you didn’t know he was in the neighboring kingdom, meeting up with his arranged fiancee?”

fiancee

arranged or not, it still hurt to know that he was with the woman who he was going to marry

and that was not you

the head maid gave you the day off, since seungcheol wasnt here for the day

you dressed casually, a white, plain, sleeveless dress that goes to your knees, instead of the regular, convervative, longsleeved maid uniform you were obliged to wear when you had work

you took a walk around the palace grounds, eventaully stopping when you reach the rooftop balcony

the moon was already making an appearance, the night ready to take over the sky

you stay there for the time being, finding the night sky, stars and a few blobs of clouds enticing to the human eye

moments later, you find yourself holding back tears

you let out a few stray tears drip down your cheeks as you sniff, not bothering to wipe them away

you were surprised when a blanket was wrapped around you, and a familiar pair of arms pulling into a hug

“its cold, you shouldn’t be out here at this ti- ….why are you crying?” you heard him voice out the last part in a soft whisper, contrasting his normal tone of speech like how he talked a few moments ago

“n-nothing… its dumb..” you tell him, dismissively

but he wasnt having it

“come on, i’ll listen to you.. tell me whats bothering you to the point where you’re crying..” seungcheol wiped a few of your tears away

“i’ll be fine, cheol.. and.. aren’t you supposed to be in the neighboring kingdom until tomorrow?..” you asked

“yes.. but there was no reason to stay if i rejected the marriage.”

what

w h a  t

“you- what?!” you turned to him, dumbfounded

he chuckled

“yeah, i rejected the marriage. i have my eyes on another girl..” he confessed, not breaking the eye contact you both shared

“…quite literally..” he grinned

“she was there for me through everything, comforted me at the toughest of times, and brought me food and a blanket when i fell asleep at my study room..”

so he knew

you blushed, knowing exactly what he meant

he approached you slowly, and once he had you in his field of reach, he cupped your face and pulled you closer to him

“would you…” he paused

“…marry me?”

you smiled a gentle, assuring smile

“..of course.”

and in a fit of smiles and small laughs, seungcheol kissed you

[hisfatherwillhearaboutthisx]

Four-Hundred and Twenty Seconds. (Draco Malfoy x Hufflepuff! Reader)

House of Reader: Hufflepuff Requested?: Yes!!!!! Request: HENLO (scREAMS AFGRESSIVELY) I loved your hufflepuff imagine omF can I request one hufflepuff x Draco fluff where the draco never knew the trade existed until they played 7 minS in heaven and got paired up and stuff escalated very quickly c; and Draco confesses or smtG (feel free to tweak or change iT!!) tHANK YOU SOSOSOS MUCH Much hugS from the puFfLe hoUSe PS I lOve slytherpuff relationships so muCh (chokEs) A/N: oMg, I just love your enthusiasm. I may be a Slytherin but I also love slytherpuff relationships// so cute ^_^. Anyway if you’re who you think you are, then I’ve checked my activity and you’re my number one follower!!please PM me so I can follow you!!!!!!!!!

This is 100% not my scene. At least it doesn’t suit my persona seeing as my whole school life I’ve been a quiet Hufflepuff and now I’m here at a part with some of the rowdiest kids in my entire year. I can safely say that I know 4 people in this room, it’s not like I’ve spoken to them before but I know their names. holding a cup full of definitely spiked drink I noticed everyone forming a large circle in the middle of the room. as a result of having little to no knowledge of parties my curiosity took over me and I stuttered over to the group of students.

“ooh a Hufflepuff has come to join us, now the party is starting” I smiled down at the very drunk boy probably in the year below me. I took a seat next to him and spotted a long green glass bottle sitting resting on its side in the middle of the circle. A tall blonde boy entered the circle and squashed his lanky form in-between two boys about 3 people away from me. He had a bright smile as his eyes landed on the bottle. “what muggle shit is this” the entire circle erupted into laughter. The younger boy from before stood up and hushed everyone.

“well this is more interesting than quote on quote muggle shit” Everyone quietened down and listened to the boy. “It’s called 7 minuets in Heaven, someone will spin this bottle and person that the mouth piece points to has to go into the cupboard with the other person for 7 minuets.” the circle once again erupted into discussion.

The blonde boy lunged towards the bottle, he wrapped his fingers around the bottle and twisted his wrist so that the bottle flew around the circle slowing down and eventually pointing dead centre with where my legs were crossed. I didn’t react as quick as the boy did; his friends all developed long grins as they chanted “Draco got the Hufflepuff! Draco got the Hufflepuff” he turned back to his friends and whispered a harsh ‘shut up’. He rose from his place on the floor and held his hand out to me

“come on then…” I took his hand hesitantly and followed Draco to the cupboard. The space was small and smelt like damp.

“It’s so dark in here” I whispered lightly into the air, Draco turned his face to me fully “but you seem so bright…” the boy trailed of his speech faltering. “What’s your name, I never asked sorry” for a Slytherin his boy was being very considerate. Draco Malfoy, I remember him now; he’s meant to be a really intimidating person that younger years will tremble at the sight of, yet here he is apologising for not asking my name?

“oh it’s y/n, I wont be surprised if you didn’t know me” I laughed gesturing at our ties to highlight our differences.

“I do actually know you, I err, well I really like you and I just didn’t want this to be awkward if I didn’t know what to talk about for the next seven minuets. You kind of make me nervous” I let out an accidently obnoxious snort. “I make You, nervous? How on earth?”

he shrugged letting his shoulders go slack and leant against a shelf of small cement objects. He smiled back at me sweetly, “You know you look a lot different from our first year… You’re hair seems to be darker, and you never slick it back anymore” I giggled pushing my hair flat against my head to mimic his old look. He laughed at me and pulled my hands away from head to make me stop. We looked down to our hands and how are fingers perfectly interlocked. I smiled up at him as his eyes fluttered shut. We closed the small space between us and our lips pressed against each other in a way of passion and love. I never knew I felt this way about him. But I guess I do…

His hands went to my cheeks and felt the heat of my face push against his palms. He pulled away running his thumbs over my cheeks again smiling down at me in sweetest way.

But his kiss left me hungry, hungry for him.

I pulled his short collar back to me as he let out a shocked gasp. Draco smiled and pushed his face closer to mine on an attempt to fill the void that he had left within me. He gripped my wrists, his long fingers wrapping around the structure as if it were that of a statues. He handled me so delicately, as if I would break at the touch of a feather. I was hungry. No, starving. He made me so very hungry… Draco released my wrists and let his hands travel, ever so slowly. Somehow his small caring gesture seemed so sensual, everything worked me up that slight bit more. His touch was like a small cut, the pain the felt so good but still makes you need release. There’s no combination of words that could ever perfectly capture his touch. My knees buckled as his hands softly ran up to my underarms, as he slowly lowered me to the ground. His knees were either side of my own, he kept moving up my body coming closer until my back met the cold concrete floor. The sudden chill with the sensation of his perfectly soft fingers pushed a whinny moan from my swollen lips. Draco’s fingers gingerly continued their adventure across my torso to the bottom of my shirt. For every inch he raised the shirt, he would leave a small wet kiss on the exposed skin. Everything he does drives me crazy. The shirt was pulled over my head making my hair shift uncomfortably against the unfamiliar surface of the floor. Now that there was no layers between me and the concrete, every little sensation of his touch was heightened tenfold. He ran his index finger down my bare body all the way down to my skirt. He experimentally rugged at the elastic. “Draco… please do something…” my voice was hardly a decidable above a breath. “We don’t have much time honey” Honey… just as smooth as his voice and touch, how could I possibly make him feel the same way I feel about him. Every little thing he does drives me absolutely insane. Every light touch makes me squirm and wriggle. I loved it… dangerously. Draco pushed my skirt high enough so that my hips were exposed. He tugged harder this time in an attempt to pull my underwear from my hips. He left a small kiss by my pelvis, making my hips rise and underwear roll off effortlessly. He stared down at me… …his masterpiece A completely wrecked girl, entirely consumed by a man who’s hardly done anything. So weak… The darkness only allowed me to see his shadowy figure, and as the figures head disappeared between my thighs, everything was so different. His soft caress had magically transformed into a hard lick from my entrance to clit. He felt so good. All the moans and groans of his name were released. His fingers followed his tongue. Slowly a finger entered me, and all sense was lost. “So wet, all for me… ah, you taste so good” he pulled away slightly to blow his icy breath over my aching pussy. A loud raspy moan left my lips once more. The complete combination threw me into over drive. “Everything, so perfect. And all mine…” The sentence played over again and again in my head as his fingers continued to go deeper and faster, building up the sensation within my lower stomach, I was so close and I knew that he could tell. He clasped his open mouth around my pussy and quickens the pace of his fingers, his eyelashes tickled my skin as he looked up to my eyes in a daring manner. The boy was too much. I couldn’t hold it anymore, everything was so perfect, he sucked hard at my clit as I released into his mouth, a shudder of embarrassment ran through me making my body become hot and flushed. Draco sat up between my legs and pushed his fingers past his lips and onto his light pink tongue. “Ahh Honey, you taste so sweet” the nickname he had given me that night referred my house and the difference between us but we always come back together eventually. Being too overstimulated too move, Draco pulled my shirt back on and sorted my hair and clothes out to look presentable again, almost as if nothing had happened in these past minutes. “Draco…” “Yeah Honey?” I bit my lip with a lump in my throat “You didn’t get to cum, and I feel bad…” my timidness had returned and I was no longer in this state of sexual confidence. Draco smiled sweetly and purely at me, his arm draped over my shoulder pulling me closer. “Well that just gives you the excuse to see me again… don’t forget this night”

• • • • • • • [x] I kinda decided to make this a smut, I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted and if it really bothers you Annon I could make a fluffy version...

[guksthighs]

Fake Fangs

TRICK

Pairing: SUGA X READER

Summary: Finding out that Yoongi’s costume didn’t include fake fangs leads to a suprises in the bedroom.

Genre: smut, vampire au

Length: 1.5k

A/N: this was such a good request omf, it ended up filthy but i mean who could blame me.

"Put those fangs to use Min Yoongi," you whispered, your lips grazing his ear and for emphasis you gave it a slight nibble but as you pulled away to go back to kissing him, his hands looped around your waist and kept you in place and you let out a scream as a stinging pain appeared on the column of your neck. Seconds later you shuddered slightly as you felt Yoongi's tongue smooth over the bite, "dude, what the fuck?"

Yoongi pulled back, red blood stained his lips and you tried to pull away, but his brow creased in confusion, "you told me to do it," he pouted before his tongue smoother over his lips, collecting the blood that was smeared there - your blood - you realised with a start.

"Your heart just sped up," he stated, before leaning back into your neck as he planting a kiss to the wound causing you to shiver again, "I know you're enjoying this." Yoongi pulled away again, obviously hesitant over what he was about to do due to your constant complaining but as you locked eyes with his that had turned a deep red colour, you tried to stop yourself from humming in agreement, because you were enjoying it; you were enjoying him.

"Don't you need consent to drink from me?" you stuttered over your words slightly when you received his undivided attention, his fangs resting on his bottom lip and black sweaty hair splayed across his forehead, before you watched him tilt his head slightly in amusement.

"put those fangs to use yoongi," he quoted speaking in a higher voice to further mock you, but there was no time for you to duck your head in embarrassment when his fingers were looped under your neck as he dipped back to your neck. The urge to fight back left as you let yourself melt into his demands, the sound of his drinking made occasional squelching sound and just when you thought he was done, he leant back and whispered into your ear, "you're so cute Y/N."

That's what set you off, making you push him off your chest and onto the bed so you could straddle his waist. Yoongi tilted his head in surprise at your actions but you had been waiting all night for this, and you would not let him call you cute like he always did in the dorm, it was time for you to seduce him, vampire or not.

"You want to call me cute again," you leant forward slowly, and jolted in surprise as his hands landed on your thighs, squeezing the flesh through the fishnet tights you had been wearing for your Halloween costume and in seconds he had ripped two large holes in them.

"The cutest," he replied flashing you a smile and you found yourself grinding your teeth together, the whole point of the party was to get Yoongi to ask you out. Taehyung and Jimin had organised a Halloween party claiming it was because they never got to go trick or treating but really it was all a plan to set you and Yoongi up as a couple.

"I-" you ground into his lap, "am-" he looked up at you, the smirk widening on his lips, "not-" you continued to grind into his lap, "cute!" with the final word you pressed your lips to his, smiling when he let out a low groan against your mouth, and as you felt his arms finally loop around your waist to pull you flush against his chest you couldn't help yourself but smile, finally.

"You're so cute," your groan at the endearment was muffled in a kiss before Yoongi pulled back, his lips so close they brushed yours as he finished his sentence, "I could eat you out." Your eyes widened at his statement, and you watched as his face turned a shade of deep red as he realised what he had said, "I meant up, but if you want me to that badly."

This time you couldn't help but smirk, as you leant in for another kiss, laughing as his fangs snagged against your bottom lip before his tongue grazed across it to check for any sign of blood, just as you licked his lips he pulled away and you groaned sitting up and pouting slightly, "Stop teasing me Yoongi."

"My tongue could do a better job of teasing you than my words," he rolled over so you were underneath him again, and you watched him lick his lips as he looked down at you like you were a five-star meal. You turned your head to the side to avoid his hungry stare before whispering with a laugh,

"If you want to eat me out just ask," Yoongi froze, his body stiffening above you and then his lips were firmly pressed against yours, his urge to fuck you was clear in the kiss as he continued to extract long moans from you just in the way his tongue slipped between your lips, and his hips ground into yours.

"Can I have the pleasure of eating you out?" Yoongi asked, and you laughed before nodding, you honestly couldn't think of anything that you would enjoy more than him showing off the skills he was usually boasting of around the boys, especially when you were over, "I've been waiting so long for this." He ripped the rest of your tights away before running his arms across your body, taking your skirt up with it.

When his head dipped down, you felt butterflies in your stomach, his lips skimming up you thigh starting at your knee as he hummed in approval, hands gripping and smoothing the skin of your thighs, "so so sexy"

You had been ready to kick him in the face when he started his sentence, but instead, you bucked your hips up happily accepting his compliment, until you felt a sharp pain in your thigh, screeching you pulled your legs to your chest, clutching them before inspecting the two small holes on your inner thigh, whipping up to lock eyes with Yoongi who was looking guiltily away, muttering, "it was so tempting and soft and smooth."

You let out a long groan before a knock on the door interrupted you both, causing you to leap up before you heard Namjoon's voice through the door, "everyone decent?" he didn't wait for you to reply as soon after the door creaked open, "Don't drink too much Yoongi."

Meanwhile, Taehyung and Jimin were high-fiving having smelt the scent of your blood again they knew things were going well for the both of you. Surprisingly their stomachs suddenly felt completely empty and they shared a look before running off to look for their respective girlfriends and donors.

Jimin turned around with a laugh calling after Taehyung, "Your donor is dressed like a bag of blood!" Taehyung doubled over with laughter before he continued to run around the groups of people trying to find his girlfriend, knowing she had worn that outfit as a taunt that he was happy to take her up on.

Once Namjoon had finally closed the door;  you turned to Yoongi hand covering the wound on your leg as you tried to stop the bleeding, "So this," you tilted your head towards your thigh and then leant it to slightly to show him the wound on your neck, "this is a thing then?"

"The fangs are real, yes." Yoongi couldn't help himself lick his lips at the thought of tasting you again, the sound and warmth between your thighs had been too tempting and he hadn't thought before his thighs were sinking into the soft skin.

You sighed, "Well, can you at least stop the blood flow I think I'm trashing your sheets," and it was true there was blood splattered all over the sheets, staining it a dark red and you looked nervously at your hand that was also covered in blood wondering if he had hit a vein.

"My sheets have looked worse," Yoongi leant forward, a smirk reappearing on his face as he began to bring his face towards the bite again as if it had his own gravitational pull,"you want me to drink your blood?" He sounded surprised but you could tell he wanted to more than anything.

But quickly you remembered the reason the party had happened in the first time, turning your thigh away from him with a sly smile, "Maybe ask me out on a date first, cheeky." Yoongi smiled at you, running a hand through his hair with a small laugh before taking yours into his and pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of each finger.

"With pleasure."

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[swyllh]

[seokmin] occupational hazard

title: occupational hazard

pairing: seokmin x reader, side verkwan

word count: 3814

genre: miscommunication, fluff, angst

notes: im sorry it took so long omf + also i just realised the route i took this was very uh. without frills. ALSO THANK YOU !!! i’m just glad u enjoy reading ;;u;;

from: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

to: you

subject: astronomy special draft

dear ms [l/n],

would you mind helping me check this draft so i can file it in the archives and ………….

cookies in the rooftop greenhouse? :D

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

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from: you

to: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

subject: re: astronomy special draft

chill no one’s going to bother reading the preview of our mails

double choc?

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to: you

subject: re: re: astronomy special draft

!!! >O<

with macademia!!!

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

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from: you

to: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

subject: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

macadamia*** silly

see you

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to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

!!!!!!!!! :DD

“that’s a long astronomy special,” seungkwan remarks blandly over your shoulder.

you accidentally close a tab. “yeah, mercury’s in gatorade.”

“retrograde,” seungkwan says, sipping his caramelised ginger tea, “and anyway, aren’t you in charge of world news?”

leaning over to pinch his side, you say, “yes, but he sent it to the wrong [y/n]. and besides, all that developmental belt thing is tiring.”

“i thought you’re the only [y/n] in our company,” seungkwan swats your hand, and shuffles back into his cubicle.

when his head is safely out of sight, you quickly shut the email tab and open a new word document. a sulky, unnerving thrill runs down your spine – did he see what you were typing? did he see what seokmin was typing? the last message hadn’t been as incriminating as you thought – he’d left out the ‘x’s and ‘o’s, and you’re pretty sure seokmin types like that to everyone anyway.

still, you wheel your chair back a little, only to see seungkwan headbanging to what looks like beyonce on spotify. the red headphones cupping his ears seem secure enough, so you heave a sigh of relief and wheel yourself back into place again. the quiet of the office chants itself into a rhythm of unsuspecting sounds: a squeak of an office chair, the tapping of a disgruntled pen, an incoherent flush of coffee from the new machine…

your fingers pace uneasily across your keyboard in an attempt at competence; you’re pretty sure “hong kong  – amidst  rising concerns regarding housing estate prices and default banking credit” is completely unrelated to your actual piece on venezuela.

after what feels like an eternity, and maybe a suitable length of time, you put your computer to sleep, and wheel yourself out of the cubicle. seungkwan’s still steadily nodding his head, chasing after the beats of a pop legend. you slowly wheel yourself out.

the getaway goes smoothly, and you’re almost at the frosted glass gates before

“hey, [y/n], where’re you going?” chan calls.

you’re sure it’s revenge for getting to be seatmates with seungkwan. “just out for lunch.”

he squints. “it’s not yet lunch.”

sighing, you tap at the pink subterfuge folder in your lap. “i’m dropping these off at home news first, by the time i get back it will be lunch.”

“oh!” he says, and then beams, “then you won’t mind helping me drop these?”

it’ll be a trip – home news is stuck in the tiniest, furthest corner of the building. but you know that this is a small price to pay for seeing seokmin and enjoying his company in peace.

“sure,” you sigh, “all aboard the [y/n] express!”

“did anyone find out?” seokmin asks, fingers giddily folded over the lid of his tupperware.

you shake your head. “no. or at least, i don’t think so.”

“…right-o!” seokmin fumbles with the lid for a moment, before unleashing a thick, heavenly scent of chocolate and crisp nuts.

“it smells good.” your stomach grunts in agreement. “you could be a baker.”

seokmin nods enthusiastically, before holding up a cookie to your mouth. you flinch slightly, before taking a quick bite and pulling the cookie out of his hands. it’s good. it’s better than anything you’ve had. he’s still smiling that same sweet way he does, eyes squinting and teeth bright.

“how’s it?”

“good! very, very good,” you say.

he laughs. “i made it with all my love!”

the statement makes you flush – it’s too loud and cheerful in the otherwise quiet of the afternoon break.

“don’t shout cheesy things like that,” you chide. “anyway, i’ve got to deliver these files to home news later because chan almost found me out.”

“i’ll walk you there,” seokmin says in between bites. “chan?”

“yeah, you know, that guy who’s got a michael jackson shrine and it caught on fire last week?”

“oh,” seokmin frowns. “yeah, that’s bad.”

you lean over for another snack. “well, he managed to get it up and twice as big – human resource’s going to have a tough time talking to him.”

“oh,” seokmin jolts. “oh, i wasn’t - ah.”

you raise an eyebrow, but seokmin only smiles again – peach lips stretched wide and willing. the midday sunlight dances off his cheekbones, light and easy. he’s so close now, you think you might engineer a brush of your hands, or mastermind some heist on his smile. instead, you bite down on a cookie, and continue bemoaning your day.

“also i heard someone at lifestyle was caught hooking up with home news in a closet,” you say. “turns out it’s the boss’s ex, and if not for his crazy good editing skills, i think they’d both have been blacklisted by the industry.”

he shrugs, “jeonghan-hyung?”

“you know who it is,” you gasp. “how’d you know?”

“the jihancheol-bermuda triangle is an open secret,” seokmin says, unperturbed. thoughtfully, he supplies, “soonyoung coined the term.”

his indifference makes you shiver. “so everyone knows about it.”

“jeonghan-hyung is very loud about it,” seokmin says with a cringe.  

you laugh, choking on bits of chocolate. “that’s why it’s better if no one knows about us.”

seokmin gazes at a light behind you. “yeah.”

“really,” you say, suddenly moved to place your hand on his knee. “imagine if something happened, like if we got into a fight, and then – we’d never hear the end of it, or-”

seokmin cups your hand in his. “but what if we never fought?”

“that’s impossible,” you scoff.

seokmin’s smiling again, a thumb lazily tracing your knuckles. “but we haven’t.”

he’s right – it’s been at least six months dating, and yet the two of you are still eerily comfortable with each other. any form of dispute or argument bows low to seokmin’s winning smile and your rational compartmentalisation. no matching couple outfits? sure, most of them are tacky and inconvenient for you anyway. no idea where to go for dinner? it’s cool, you’re usually too hungry to care.

but the thought of showing yourselves off, like jeonghan and seungcheol, sends bile rising up your throat. you swallow it, and move your hands away from seokmin’s warm, sweaty ones.

“lunch is almost over,” you say. “i’ll go to home news.”

“i’ll walk you!” seokmin jumps up.

you shake your head. “it’s fine, i’ll do it myself.”

“it’s on the way,” seokmin insists.

“no,” you say, perhaps a little too loudly. seokmin startles, and you quickly say, “i just meant, home news is really far away.”

he doesn’t seem to believe it as much as you do. but then seokmin smiles the world alright, and bends over to peck your forehead. you try to grin back at him, but it doesn’t reach your eyes.

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to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

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^^ have you seen this!!

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to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

utube.co/watch?=oi292nfhlkp !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

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from: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

im so boooooooooooooooored

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to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

magikquiz.co/quizzes/which_shakespearean_confession_are_you

you got: beatrice from much ado about nothing!

you're wise, you're funny, you're willing to risk everything, and at times you're genuinely a character to be feared. the audience loves you!

wht did u get!!!

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from: you

to: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

you got: rosalind from as you like it!

you’re kind hearted, you’re independent, you’re fiery, and you’re not afraid to step out and conquer. the hero gotham deserves!

> wow that’s a lie

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from: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

to: you

subject: re: re: re: re: re: astronomy special draft

no!!!! i think it suits u a lot!!!! ure very very strong!!!!!!!111! mighty!!!!

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxooxoxoxoxox

business has you rolling into lifestyle and advisory columns – something about china’s new social credit ranking system accounting for horoscopes. one place now definitely excluded from your retirement plans.

lifestyle and advisory is a little more unrestricted than the rest of the company. for one, their front door is dripping in neon and decked in last year’s christmas lights; the piñata from someone’s birthday three years ago is still lying untouched beside the chalkboard sign. you squint. it’s a very specific horoscope reading: “all leos with black moppy hair and big doe eyes, if you’re 177cm tall, watch out! you’ll walk into three poles and be on your worst luck!”

the door swings open prematurely. “oh! [y/n]!”

you barely reel back – there’s a metal clatter. “ah, seokmin.”

“are you here to see me?” his face lights up.

you shake your head, ignoring the way his shoulders slump a little. “world news thought we should check out astrology.”

seokmin pauses, and then smiles brighter. “i can help you!”

“sure,” you say, compelled.

he steps aside for you to enter the office. it’s completely different from when you visited two months ago – the once pink walls are now a deep navy, with glittering starfishes as adornments. you think they broke budget again to buy another beanbag.

“seokminnie?” a voice calls out. “aren’t you going to meet seolhyun?”

seokmin flushes pink. “not now, hyung.”

jeonghan peeks out from behind his partitioned cubicle. he’s gone for a frothy lavender.

“oh, you’ve got company,” jeonghan says. “hey, [y/n].”

“nice hair,” you say.

he scrunches up his nose playfully. “i’m dying it black later.”

“maybe a bob cut,” you say.

seokmin hurriedly pushes you into a meeting room. or a break room. or a nursery. you’re not really sure why, but there’s an animated dragon head on one of the windows.

“so, seolhyun,” you say, trying to discern if the beanbags are pink or red.

he nods vaguely. “yeah, jeonghan-hyung said she wanted to speak to me about something.”

“and you’re keeping her waiting,” you say stiffly.

seokmin jerks up. “no! i mean, yes, but i want to help you.”

he’s earnest, at least. you say, “it’s fine, i can always ask, um, yoojung.”

“it’s okay,” he says, smiling. “is this about china’s social credit-”

you snatch your files out of his hands. “just go, seokmin.”

“[y/n].” his face falls. “hey, it’s fine, seolhyun can wait-”

“just go,” you urge, but you’re pretty sure your teeth aren’t supposed to be grinding right now.

seokmin looks like he wants to say something – the hover of his agape mouth has you hooked, waiting for a line. you watch him, tensed and fretting and shocked. it’s almost morbid, the way you’re pining for a catastrophe.

but nothing.

“okay,” he says, smiling. “i’ll get yoojung to come in.”

you press a fist against your thigh. “sure.”

when he leaves, you try to think of the wheelchair-equivalent of stomping out of the department. yoojung rushes into the break room, flustered and giddy before you can do anything.

and so you spend the rest of the day tapping a pen against your desk, itching to turn back time.

seungkwan passes you your coffee order on his way back. he’s managed to conveniently forget chan’s soy-latte, and instead making a beeline towards you.

“you know the angel of clickbaits,” seungkwan squeals. “and that seokmin guy you were emailing?”

“jeonghan?”

“no,” seungkwan flicks you on the forehead. “seolhyun. kim seolhyun!”

you shrug. “what about her?”

“what about them,” seungkwan says, wagging a finger. “i. saw. them. together! can you imagine! in the coffeeshop everyone was charmed out of their pants. my god, don’t you want to know what they were talking about?”

“mmhmm,” you say – it’s not your first time working with the radio on.

“[y/n],” seungkwan says, snapping his fingers in front of your face. “seokmin. seolhyun. keep up!”

the name catches your attention. “seolhyun?”

it’s the right thing to say apparently, because seungkwan launches right into another explanation about the ‘angel of clickbait’. it takes him three carefully rationed sips of his frappe and at least five tuts before he gets to the main point:

“-so like, i’m just there, right, and i happen to hear,” seungkwan shoots you a look, “i happen to hear them talking about date places!”

you want to laugh. “sure. did you go up and suggest the observatory?”

“no!” seungkwan exclaims, scandalised, “the observatory is mine!”

you shrug, watching seungkwan continue to fawn and swoon over a perfect ‘sunshine’ couple. as you take a sip of your own coffee, you can’t help but feel victorious at how you’ve finally gained the upperhand on seungkwan after so many torturous years of living under a rock.

the triumph in your chest simmers a little as seungkwan says, “-so like, what’s a good ship name? seolmin? seokhyun?”

you shrug. “does it matter?”

seungkwan fixes you with an eagle’s glare. “of course it does! seokmin’s been rejecting every single girl and guy for the past few years. this is big news.”

“i didn’t know you cared about seokmin,” you say.

“i care about news,” seungkwan waves your statement away. “seokmin’s fine, anyhow.”

to be fair, the seolhyun-seokmin hype works out in your favour. you were wheeling yourself into the staff lounge for some tea when you overheard taelyn, jimin and mingyu chattering about it. the news spreads like a virus – potent, unrelenting, and all the way to radio broadcast already.

when you’re cuddling up with seokmin one night, you say, “mingyu from home news was saying that you and seolhyun were planning to elope.”

seokmin fakes a gasp, “are we? i didn’t get a packing list!”

you swat him on the arm playfully. “real funny.”

he sinks into your touch, shuffling up next to you. the television continues to murmur in strange, foreign incantations.

“are you jealous?” he says, huffing into your hair.

“no.”

“you’re jealous, aren’t you?” his glee pokes you in the arm. “you’re jealous!”

you roll your eyes, nudging him in the ribs. “i’m not.”

“we should tell them i’m yours,” seokmin says giddily.

“no!” you’re quickly turning to face him. “the seolhyun thing is good.”

“it is?” he frowns, tangling a finger in your hair.

“it is,” you say. “no one will ever think we’re together.”

“oh.”

there’s something unrecognisable on his face, so you say, “of course, you’re okay with that right? us staying low?”

his gaze shifts to your hair.

“i mean, we’re just taking it slow,” you rush to say, “keeping things casual. nothing serious.”

seokmin is quiet for the longest time. your arm is stiff from lying at a crooked angle in between the both of you, but you don’t dare to move. you train your eyes on his adam’s apple instead, unmoving.

and then seokmin breaks into a half-smile, reassuring and pliant. it’s something you’ve been seeing a lot of recently. for a moment you wonder if it’s too dim in the room.

“sure,” he says. “it’s getting late now. i should go.”

you spend the rest of the week battling an extraordinary workload: there’s the social credit system update, the venezuela inflation, as well as asean’s latest meeting. on top of that, seungkwan’s still busy blathering about seolmin and seokmin’s sending you more emails about cat videos and irrelevant photos.

(they’re cute, though.)

you press your chin into the heel of your hand, disgruntled at the remarks your editor has made on your third draft. there’re only two more hours till it becomes old news, and you’re not sure what else is synonymous with ‘transient’.

“you brought work home?” seokmin says.

he’s becoming something of a permanent fixture in your apartment; there’s a spare toothbrush for him in the washroom, and you’re pretty sure the record playing in the radio is his.

“yeah,” you say, taking your reading glasses off. “two hours more.”

“oh! inflation, yikes,” he says, reading over your shoulder. “can’t you take a break for a bit?”

you sniffle. “i don’t know…”

“come on, let’s cuddle for a bit,” he says, tugging on your arm.

you smile, shaking your head. “if we cuddle i’m gonna fall asleep.”

his palms work their way to your shoulders, coaxing, “please? i missed you a lot.”

you sigh as he kneads into the knots of your shoulders, squeezing with just the right amount of pressure.

“okay, sure,” you say, and let him lead you to the bed.

“did you miss me too?”

“seokmin,” you say, shuffling on the duvet. “i’m here.”

he smiles into your hair. “but i can never love you like this at the office.”

“you can love me now,” you say, the word slipping through a careless smile.

“i do,” he says.

you can’t shake off the feeling that he’s got something more to say. “and?”

seokmin pulls back to smile at you. the effect is kind of dizzying, like it’s the first time you’ve ever met.

“and… that’s enough.”

from: booseungkwan.pledisdaily.co

to: you

subject: sbux

coffee run now

moch frapp tall

chai late tall hot

cheesecake 2

grande americano 1 sugar

sent from my iphone

“why are you emailing me,” you say, peering over seungkwan’s partition.

he smiles. “let’s go.”

you roll your eyes, “it’s not a long list.”

“yeah,” he says, “but i need a wingwoman and possibly a sympathy card.”

“just because i’m in a wheelchair, doesn’t mean i need sympathy,” you say, but you’re already wheeling yourself out of the cubicle.

seungkwan swats at your complaints like imaginary flies. “do i look nice today?”

seungkwan’s wearing something more street-smart today. it’s not a bad look, and the change is pretty refreshing. it’s probably got to do with that barista he keeps moaning about.

“you do,” you say sincerely. “is it that vernon guy?”

he flushes cutely. “you know it is.”

“how far have you two gone? first date? second date?”

seungkwan rolls his eyes again and threaten to take your wheelchair for a spin. “i called you here because i needed to get his number.”

“so you’re serious then.”

“a little. maybe. if he stops being dense.”

you laugh. “at least he doesn’t work for the paper.”

“oh no,” seungkwan says, activating an immaculate performance of sarcasm, “he’d be so good at asking questions and being an active reporter.”

“i meant a relationship in the workplace,” you clarify.

seungkwan scoffs. “the no-dating policy is just a jihancheol triangle thing. no one cares.”

“maybe,” you say quickly. “hey, he’s in.”

seungkwan immediately tenses up. you wheel yourself forward, alerting the sensors. tinted doors part in front of you, and you’re about to cross the threshold when seungkwan pulls you back ungracefully. with a yelp, you’re drawn back into the streets.

“i can’t do this,” seungkwan says. and then, “oh, seokhyun’s in there too.”

“seokmin?”

“and seolhyun,” seungkwan adds. “but oh my god, he looks even hotter today. what do i do?”

you don’t reply. instead, with renewed vigour, you wheel yourself into the café, and head straight for seokmin. he’s laughing with vigour at something. before you know it, you’re right by their table. seungkwan’s rushed in to accompany you.

“-and, like, oh! [y/n]!” seokmin sounds genuinely surprised. “hey, what are you doing here?”

“hey, seokmin from lifestyle, right?” seungkwan exclaims. “oh, and seolhyun from web news! what a coincidence!”

seolhyun giggles. “you’re seungkwan from world news, right? i always see you doing coffee runs.”

“yeah, you’re always with seokmin,” seungkwan says fondly.

“oh, who’s this?” seolhyun asks, looking at you kindly.

“i’m [y/n] from world news too.”

seolhyun starts. but before she can say anything, seungkwan cuts in, “are you two on a date?”

seolhyun immediately says to you. “no! we’re not, we’re just talking!”

“yeah,” you say. and then, to seokmin, “hello.”

a part of you stills, perched on the edge of cruelty. you can’t wait to see what he’ll do – you don’t know what exactly it is he’ll do. his eyes, searching, find no hint in your expression. seolhyun glances at him, then you, worrying her lip. for a moment you wonder if he’ll let up. as the seconds stretch into awkward tautness, the flush on his face intensifies.

seokmin nods politely.  “hey, [y/n].”

he quickly averts his gaze, fingers toying with the straws on the table instead. and then, looking up at seungkwan and seolhyun, he smiles wide.

“you hated it.”

“hm?”

“at the café.”

“hated what?”

“you don’t like pretending we’re not together.”

“…that’s not-” a smile. “you like it better like that, right, like we’re undercover-”

“i hate it when you smile like that.”

“like what?”

“like everything’s okay.”

a beat.

“it’s getting late.”

welcome back! you have no new mail.

seungkwan offers you a cookie. you bite it out of his hand.

“ah! you’re being a monster today too,” seungkwan says, cradling his hand. “what’s wrong with you?”

you shake your head. “nothing.”

it’s not nothing; you woke up to find only one toothbrush hanging precariously over your sink. the sight of that felt like an omen then, and still simmers hotly in your chest now.

“you look like you’re heartbroken,” seungkwan continues to comment. “did you break up?”

did you? “i don’t know.”

seungkwan rolls his chair over next to yours. “i worked in advisory for a bit. you can tell me anything!”

there’s a tilted jacket pin on his pullover. you think it might be from vernon.

“um, well, i’m – was? – seeing someone from this company,” you whisper.

seungkwan nods solemnly, albeit a little confused. “and?”

“and we were keeping it secret,” you say. “but i don’t think he wanted it to be a secret.”

“that’s all?”

“what do you mean ‘that’s all’?”

seungkwan sighs. “you looked like he cheated on you, and then stole all your belongings. was there a fight?”

was there? “kind of.”

seungkwan pouts. “c’mon, you don’t even know if you had a fight? that’s not very good.”

“he’s… very agreeable. it’s,” you sigh, “i feel like i’m setting little trials and –”

“woah, woah, trials?” seungkwan narrows his eyes. “that doesn’t sound good.”

“i don’t know how to-” your fingers arch out in a quick succession of strained, grabbing gestures. “it’s so hard to-”

“to talk?”

you nod numbly. “what do i do?”

seungkwan softens, running his hand through your hair. “maybe you should talk to him. properly. ask him what he thinks.”

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to: leeseokmin.pledisdaily.co

subject: -

can we meet for a bit? nothing bad.

i miss you.

xo

[akhmenawkward]

Cheater - Part 3: Josh Washington x Reader

Request: PART 3 TO ‘CHEATER’ PLS OMF ITS SO GOOD PLS MAKE ANOTHER

Word count: 1,035

You walked downstairs, into the kitchen. You were pretty hungry, you haven’t ate since yesterday and you could feel your stomach growl. As you walked into the kitchen you could see, Mike, Matt, Emily and Ashley having breakfast. You rolled your eyes, and walked towards the fridge, grabbing some juice. They all stared at you, following you every movement. You ignored them and decided you would have breakfast later, since you didn’t need them staring at you at the moment

“Y/n, what happened between you and Mike?” You turned around narrowing your eyes at Emily, who had the nerves to ask you the question again. You took a sip from your drink, while still looking at Emily, making her uncomfortable. You hated her just as much as you hated Mike. “If you would like to know, you can ask mister School president over here.” You snapped at her, turning your attention towards Mike. Mike avoided your stare, turning back towards Matt and continuing his conversation. “Piece of shit…” You mumbled before leaving the kitchen. “Hey!” Mike yelled standing up from his seat and following you into the living room.

“I don’t know what the hell you’re doing, but you need to get over it!” You noticed the rest was following you too, curiously staring at you and Mike. “Do you think I can get over something like that?!” You felt tears well into your eyes, and you tried to blink them away, not wanting to show them weakness. “I needed years of therapy after that day! I never really forgave you, Mike, but I pretended I did, cause everybody liked you! Josh liked you! I didn’t want to ruin the fun.” You felt the tears run down your cheeks, and you quickly wiped them away. Everybody was staring at you, you could even see a hint of sympathy in Matt’s eyes. “Y/n, what did he do?” He calmly asked you, genuinely curious about what happened. “Tell them, Mike.” You said to him. He swallowed and turned to the rest, opening his mouth, before closing it again. “It was just a prank… We pulled her out of the girls changing room…” He looked back at you, and you stared angrily at him, while the tears were still staining your cheeks. “… me and the rest of the football team, she was naked and…” You couldn’t hear any more of it. You’ve talked to several therapists after that, you were scarred for life. You never told anybody and changed schools. Coming back a few years later, the bullying had died down, but you couldn’t help but feel you had been violated. You walked out of the room, upstairs towards the bathroom. Closing the door behind you, locking it. You sat on the floor, knees to your chest, your back against the door. You started sobbing into your knees, as you wrapped your arms around them. You could hear someone knocking on the door, but you couldn’t care less. “Y/n, please open the door, I wanna talk to you.” “Leave me alone, Sam!” You snapped at her. You almost forgot about Sam. She probably tried to avoid you, since she was the one who hooked up with Josh. “Y/n?” “I said, leave me alone!” You could hear someone unlock the door, and you tried to keep it closed. You stood up and pushed your shoulder into it, the person on the other side doing the same. “Y/n, what’s wrong, why are you acting like this?” You could hear Josh’ voice, and stepped away from the door, leading to Josh falling into the bathroom, because he was pushing with full force. He groaned and stood up, looking at you. “Why are you crying?” You scoffed and sat on the side of the bath. “I can’t stay, Josh. I’m not ready to face these people.” His eyes widened and he kneeled down, now being on the same eye-level as you. “No, no, no, no… please don’t leave.” He kissed the back of your hand, as he was begging you to stay. More tears rolled down your cheeks and you shook your head. “I can’t, Josh. I’m leaving.” You stood up and walked out of the bathroom, you heard Josh angrily curse and then the sound of something breaking. You ignored the sound, with tears in your eyes, and walked towards the guest room, packing your bags and grabbing your phone. You walked towards the stairs. You could hear everybody screaming downstairs, as you walked in the room, no one even looked at you. Chris, Ashley, Matt and Emily were screaming at Jessica and Mike, who were screaming back at them. “How could you do that?! Are you fucking insane?” “Geez, that bitch can’t even take a joke!” Jessica yelled back. You could hear someone clear their throat behind you, and the only person it could be was Josh. Everybody turned towards you two, Jessica narrowing her eyes at you. “What the hell is going on?!” Josh yelled, making you flinch slightly. Matt stepped forward and angrily looked at Mike. “This piece of crap hurt Y/n’s feeling a couple years ago, by pulling her in front of the whole football team, while she was naked.” Mike tried to say something, but was cut off by Josh, who walked up to him and punched him in the face. “What the fuck, Mike?! Why did no one tell me?!” He yelled at the rest, he turned to you and grabbed your shoulders. “Why didn’t you tell me?!” You flinched at his angered voice. Jessica pulled Mike up from the ground and inspected the hurt area. “You were friends with Mike, I didn’t want to ruin your friendship.” Josh eyes widened and looked you in the eyes. “He embarrassed you, he… he violated you, how could you not tell?!” You shrugged tears rolling down your cheeks. “Get out.” You looked at Josh confused, but he turned to Mike. “Get the fuck out!” Mike scoffed and walked towards the front door, Jessica following him. Josh turned back to the other, who were looking at him with wide eyes. “Josh-“ “Please, just leave me alone.” “But Josh-“ “Leave me alone!” He yelled at us making us jump.

“I-I need some time to think.”

[legit-min-yoongi-trash-tho]

BTS Intro Post

Title; BTS Intro Post

Genre; Info(??)

Type; Intro Post

Group/Member; BTS – OT7

Authors Notes; Enjoy! I’m soo terribly sorry it’s so late! Hope it’s what you wanted!! 😊 Also this is a rlly rlly long post with lots of facts and photos so um ye...have fun. Tbh all this post does is just prove what a big ‘ol piece of trash i am because 95% of these facts were from memory, I typed all dis shit out guys...im fuckin dead now. These are all facts from websites that I remember, certain nicknames are not necessarily what I call them but some dso. kbye 😊 x

{Requested}

oKAY SO SIT DOWN, SHUT UP, AND GET YO FEELS READY FOR BTS AKA BANGTANSONYEONDAN AKA BULLETPROOF BOY SCOUTS, AKA BEYOND THE SCENE, AKA THESE 7 DORKS WE STAN FOR SOME REASON!!

First up is Kim Seokjin {Jin, Jinnie, Mamma Jin, Princess Jin, Eomma/Eomma Jin, Pink Princess, Eat-Jin, Third Guy From The Left, Car Door Guy, Mr Worldwide Handsome, Seokjinnie}. Jin is the oldest brother, the oldest hyung in BTS and is basically their mother and let’s be honest our mother too.

Some facts;

 Born in Gwacheon, Gyeonggi-do, South Korea – it looks like dis;

 He’s got a papa, mamma, and hyung

 He majored in film at Konkuk University

 BTS be placin’ him as #1 visuals…I mean…he is gorgeous

 He has the longest legs & widest shoulders (60cm)

 He does this “traffic dance” which is adorable and you should go check it out, you won’t regret it

 He speaks a lil Chinese (Mandarin)

 Lil Jinnie usually cleans up the dorms (because he’s literally bangtans mum)

 He also rlly likes Disney princesses which is adorable

 He’s a v v good cook and has said he’s happiest when he’s with food (relatable jin m8)

 Fave number = 4

 Fave colour = blue (used to be pink, I think he still has a soft spot for it tho)

 Fave weather = spring sunlight

 Jin started playing Super Mario at like age 5 and Maple Story in Seventh Grade (Year 7) and he still plays them 😊

 When he’s hungry his left eye blinks a lot

 Fave foods = lobster, meat, Naegmyun, chicken, and greasy foods

 He’s friends with Jin Hyosang (Kidoh) from ToppDogg as Kidoh was under Big Hit Entertainment but left in 2012 and switched to Stardom Entertainment

 His role model is T.O.P from BIGBANG (same boi, same)

 He has lots of Nintendo games and Action Figures

 When he was younger he wanted to be a detective

 He wears rlly strong prescription glasses but doesn’t like wearing them because he’ll become insecure (I think we can all agree that Jinnie bean would look absolutely adorable in glasses??)

 He has a cute lil dog named JJanggu

 He likes Alpacas

 Jin can play guitar and piano

 He says V is the member he’s the closest to

 Jin says if he’d get a day off he would want Suga to be his servant so he an order him around

 If he were a girl, he said he would date Jimin because he is shy and someone like Jimin would help him open up and be social

 Jungkook and Jin bicker a lot, and a taxi driver once thought they were twins because of their nonstop bickering

 He likes strawberries but not strawberry flavoured things (yO SAME THO)

 He makes a lot of dad jokes (goals)

 Suga is the only one who doesn’t laugh when he makes dad jokes

 Jin said that looking at bugs isn’t scary, but if they get on his body, that’s rlly scary

 He dieted for a year, only eating chicken breasts ☹

 He is friends with B1A4’s Sandeul, they even went to an amusement park together

 He’s also friends with VIXX’s Ken and Lee Won Keun

 Jin sang the OST of “Hwarang” alongside V, which is Part 2 – “It’s Definitely You” (can find it here)

 He was casted in Law of the Jungle in Kota Manado but left earlier than the other cast because BTS had an abroad concert that time

 After BTS attended the BBMAS (Billboard Music Awards), Jin got a lot of attention (internationally) for his v good looks

Other members about Jin;

 Jimin; “He’s the oldest, but he likes to whine” [after school club] / “He’s like a grandma”

 Jungkook; “Jin-Hyung looks manly and he’s chic like a wolf but personality-wise, he’s carefree so he’s sloth-like (laughs). He’s really nice and he’s also a good cook, so we call him ‘granny’ between us”

 Suga; “A wolf”

 V; “Prince”

 J-Hope; “A princess”

 Jin’s ideal girl is a girl whose looks and personality is similar to that of a puppy, who’s hood at cooking, kind and takes good care of him

Summary; Literal princess, BTS & army’s mother, loves food and cooking, a beautiful man wHO NEEDS MORE RECOGNITION PLS AND MORE LINES ISTG I WILL WALK ALL THE WAY TO SOUTH KOREA FROM ENGLAND ALL THE WAY TO BIG HIT AND DEMAND THIS SHIT

Okay so next up is my ultimate bias (in case you couldn’t tell) Min Yoongi {Suga, AgustD, Yoongles, Min PD, Syub Syub, Motionless Min, Genius (self-proclaimed but I can reveal that this is a true fact m8), Min Monarch, Min Suga, D Boy, Sub-Energy}. Yoongi is the second oldest in BTS and probs the most savage human upon the planet, he often seems like the grandpa of the group but he can also be kinda childish and lively sometimes ^_^

Some facts;

 He was born in Buk-gu, Daegu, South Korea – it looks like dis;

 He has a pappa, mamma, and hyung

 He attended/attends Global Cyber University

 Yoongles is usually in charge of fixing the things Rap Monster breaks. He changes lightbulbs, fixes the toilet etc (handyman ayyee 😉 )

 He is like the father or grandpa of BTS

  Although Rap Monster revealed that he sometimes acts like a 5 yr old (same m8, same)

  He usually scolds and nags the younger members when they make mistakes

  Yoongi chose to become a rapper after listening to “Fly” by Epik High

  His role models are; Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco, Lil Wayne, and Hit Boy

  He has a driving license but doesn’t usually drive

  Yoongi loves to play basketball and when he was a trainee he played basketball every Sunday

 He is quite blunt and straightforward, a trait of many ppl from Daegu

 When he was younger he wanted to be an architect

 His hobbies include reading comics, basketball, playing games, and taking pictures

 He writes/composes lyrics daily, and even writes lyrics when he’s in the waiting room, car, or even the toilet (dedicatioooon)

 He wrote the song ‘촣아요’ (Like It) under 40 minutes

 If he has a problem he usually talks to Rap Monster because their age gap is small, they have things in common, and they’ve known each other for quite some time

 Fave food = meat, meat, meat (same tho)

 Fave number = 3

 Fave colour = white

Suga comes from a poor family, in an interview he disclosed; “After we debuted, I went back to the dorm and sat there blankly staring. I could not believe that me, a kid from a poor daegu family, would be able to make it”. (you made it bby, so proud omf)

He speaks with a satoori accent when he’s nervous and when he cries ;-;

His ideal date would be something simple, “For me, just an ordinary date...I want to watch a movie, walk and would like to eat together”

When asked which member would he bring on a deserted island for 3 years, he answered Jimin.

Suga; “Jimin. To boss around. (LOL) Just kidding. I don’t talk a lot, I’m not the fun type, but Jimin is pleasant and mature, so I think it’d work out.”

Would date Jin if he were a girl

He loves taking photos (same)

His bad habit is biting his nails (also same ;-; )

3 things he likes are; sleeping, quiet places, places with no people

3 things he dislikes are; dancing, loud places, places where there are people crowding around

Fave weather; where you can wear short sleeves in the day and long sleeves at night

He thinks his looks are 50 out of 100; “Truthfully, when I see myself I think I’m ugly” (um liess boi, ur fuckin gorgeous so like…ye)

Other members about Suga;

Jin; “He likes being attached to his bed. He has a variety of knowledge and always gives help with that knowledge. I’m fascinated as to where he gets that weird knowledge from.”

J-Hope; “Is cool. His personality is quite strong on his own thoughts. Pretends not to care when he does. Seems like he’s all over the place, but is quite careful. That kind of personality. (Ah!! Personality where he only just shows strength ㅋㅋ)”

V; “He really has a lot of knowledge. He’s quite cool on stage. Cool and amazing. No answer to him being lethargic.”

Jeongguk; “He’s like a grandpa. But his passion towards music is overflooding. He also has a lot of knowledge. But he’s still a grandpa.”

Rap Monster; “Lingers on things more than you would think. He’s really timid once you get to know him. Full of random information. Grandpa. Although he seems cool – never… no no… Wants to be loved. Likes music. Has passion and stubbornness. Says what he wants to and can say everything well in front. Has style.”

Jimin; “He talks too much in front of you. He doesn’t hesitate, and although this is my personal thoughts, he likes being loved by the members ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ”

His ideal type is a girl who likes music, especially hip hop. He says he doesn’t really care about looks. He also wants a girl who can be very active when he wants to and very silent when he wants to. A girl that will always be by his side (boy im here, sign me tf up)

He has a male doggo named Holly and she’s deffo his weakness

Summary; The lethargic turtle of BTS with a both a savage side and a cutesy side that spits literal fire that needs to be protected imo. He is a lil been who can act 5yrs old one second and then act like an 80yr old man the next.

Now we have the actual sun personified, Jung Hoseok {J-Hope, Hobi, Hopi, Hoseokie, Sunshine boy, Your Hope, Your Angel, Hope, J-Horse}. Hobi is basically literal sunshine and so sweet. He has the voice of an angel and can also rap like a gOD, he’s also the main dancer for BTS and he has major skillz m8.

Some facts;

Born in Gwangju, South Korea

He got a mamma, pappa, and noona

He went to Gwangju Global High School; & Global Cyber University

Before he debuted, he hated doing aegyo but now he’s changed his mind (and we love his aegyo obvs)

Hobi and B.A.P’s Zelo went to the same academy for rap and dance in Gwangju

In his pre-debut days, he was part of a street dance team called NEURON

He won an underground dance battle and even performed at a festival (go hobiii) 😊

Initially he auditioned for JYP Entertainment, together with B.A.P’s Youngjae and Halo’s Dino

Fave colour = green

He has a cute doggo named Mickey

Hobi hates working out and exercising (I relate)

Used to be a tennis player in elementary school and played in competitions. He once received a bronze medal, out of 3 team competitors

He rlly likes melodramatic movies and remembers watching a lot of DVD’s when he was a kid, since his father also likes movies

His role models are; A$AP Rocky, J. Cole, Beenzino, G.D

He says he is closest to Jungkook

J-Hope’s motto “If you don’t work hard, there won’t be good results”

He likes visiting the Fancafe when he has time because he needs to know what are fans saying (always there for us armies)

When having problems or worries he would share them with Rap Monster or Suga (so cute 😊 )

When he was younger he was quite famous in the Gwangju dance underground

Things he wants to steal from other members is Jimin’s chocolate abs, Rap Monster’s rap skill and his good English

His ideal date; “I love the sea, I would like to walk down to the beach and hold hands (laughs)”

Other members about J-Hope;

Jimin’s first impression about J-Hope; “The first person I met was J-Hope. He was very friendly to me, ‘Excuse me, Jimin.’. So, I remembered J-Hope the most.”

Jimin about J-Hope’s mean side; “J-Hope is bright guy, laugh a lot and has become hopeful like his name. J-Hope has good energy that effects everyone in a good way and I think J-hope is awesome. And people think he’s always nice and innocent. But, inside his smiley face, there’s an evil living there. J-Hope winds me up all the time but never stop smiling even when he does that. But you can never punch someone who looks so happy like that. One day, I was sleeping and all of sudden he poked me and shook me saying,

‘Jiiiimiiiiiiiin, wake up and play with me!!!!’

So, I woke up. But right after I opened my eyes, he just grinned at me and went back to sleep like nothing happened. So, I thought,

‘Uuuugh! I can never say anything to him cause he’s older than me!’.

And once he told me he would give me a massage and started squeezing the back of my neck, and that got tighter and tighter! He was smiling at then too! At the end, I was getting upset but he didn’t stop it. He was doing it even harder and said,

‘This will relax your muscles.’

When I was sitting down at the rehearsal room during the break, he head locked me. He hit me once and left the room so I looked at him with a serious face for a second. J-Hope, the timid, came to the room only after three seconds and gave me some mischievous hugs and said,

‘Jimin! Are you upset at me? Are you?? You are not! Aren’t you??’

Chuckling hard, he left room after 10 seconds. What should I do with him?”

Rap Monster; “There’s something he always says whenever we make a comeback or wrap up our promotion. He says that we got to make a comeback or successfully complete the promotion, thanks to the love shown by our fans.”

Suga; “I’m not good at expressing how I feel with words. But Jimin and J-Hope are good at expressing themselves. I envy them for that.”

Hobi’s ideal type is a girl who loves him, is good at cooking, and thinks a lot

Summary; he’s literally sunshine and he has one of the biggest hearts ever. Dancing machine Hobi is such a lil bean and he deserves the world, honestly 😊 alSO DESERVES MORE LINES!!

Kay so now we have the intellectual, the very philosophic Kim Namjoon {Namjoon, Joonie, Joonbug, Moni, Rap Monster, Rap Mon, Namjoonie, Leader Mon, God of Destruction, The Destroyer}. Smol dorky bean with dimples and a v v high IQ of 148. Also, literally a Rap God whose life is about philosophy, BTS, and music.

Some facts;

He was born in Ilsan, Gyeonggi-d, South Korea

He got a mamma, pappa, and lil sis

He went to Apgujeong High School

Rap Monster studied in New Zealand and lived/stayed there for 6 months. :O  

He’s currently enrolled to Global Cyber University

Pre-debut he had already been performing as an underground rapper, with several tracks released informally, including a collaboration with Zico (Block B)

He’s really smart with an IQ of 148. He was previously ranked in the top 1% of the nation in his high school exams (so fuckin smart m8)

He speaks English fluently (he does so well omg ;-; )

Rap Monster’s TOEIC (The Test of English for International Communication) score was 900.

There was a rumour among the Korean fans that at the age of 15, Namjoon had a heart surgery with a 30% chance of living (but that’s probs legit just a rumour)

Hobbies include surfing the web

He’s a great supporter of Gay/Lesbian’s rights 😊 😊

He has a younger sister the same age as Jungkook but when asked if he would introduce her to him, he said N.O (ehehe)

His image before debut was a neat and quiet student

He started to write lyrics since he was in school, on his textbook

Rap Monster has composed/produced 100+ songs (y’all needa check out his solo raps n mixtape boisss)

Clothes matter to him (yo I live for his daily kim posts)

Fave food = Kalguksu (Korean knife noodles)

Fave colour = black

Fave number = 1

Fave items = clothes, computer, books

Despite Moni’s rough and tough image, he is v playful n relaxed

He likes clear weather

If he were a girl he said he would date J-Hope because he’s like the mother at the dorm

Role models; Kanye West & A$AP Rocky

Rap Monster wrote the lyrics of ‘No More Dream’ because he had no dreams when he was in school ☹

He, along with Jung Hunchul (ex member of Bangtan) wrote a Brave Brother/YG diss track called ‘Hook’ (check it out here man)

He wants to be a rich Rapper in 10 years

He has a dog, whose name is RAP MON

He would like to make a sub-unit with Jungkook

He was the first member to join BTS

He likes to imitate his members

Rap Mon said that he and GOT7 Jackson are good friends. He said Jackson is very handsome and really good at dancing

 His ideal date; “It’s like the ordinary college student date. We can see a movie together, eat together, walk together. I want to have love like that. It’s because I can’t at all (laughs)”

Some of his popular quotes are; “Jimin, you got no jams” and “Team work makes the dream work”

Other members about Rap Monster;

Suga; “On the stage, Rap Mon wears sunglasses and has a powerful image but actually he likes cute things. He keeps the ‘Pocket Monster Ball’ on his bed that he received at a fansign”

Jin; “The Baby Dinosaur Dolly. He shakes his tail and crushes things

Jimin;” In the fact, he gets hurt easily”

Rap Mon’s ideal type; “Sexy, even to a brain. Someone that is thoughtful and confident”

Summary; lil dimpled smol bean Moni is all about his music and his groups and fans. He’s chilled and relaxed but has a powerful image on stage. Literally the god of destruction and could probs just look at something and it’d break (that’s what happens to me anyways)

oKAY so next up is lil squishy sinful bean Park Jimin {Jimin, Chim, Chim chim, Chiminie, Mini, Jiminie, Mochi, Sexy Mochi, Jiminie Pabo, Christian Chim Chim, Kumquat Mochi, Mang Gae Ddeok. Oh, and I regularly call him Chim Cham/Chim Chams}. Such a smol chubby lookin bean but then he turns into the personification of sin itself on stage and I literally cannot deal with it man…kills me

Some facts;

Born in Busan, South Korea

He has a pappa, mamma, and lil bro

He attended/attends Busan High School of Arts; Global Cyber University

Pre-debut Jimin entered Busan High School of Arts as the top student in modern dance, but later transferred to Korea Arts High School with V

Fave colours = blue & black

Fave number = 3

Fave foods = pork, duck, chicken, fruit, kimchi jjigae

Chim Chams used to view himself as “fat” and he was self-conscious of his looks and cheeks (which were adORABLE)

When he viewed himself as “fat” (he doesn’t anymore)…(I hope) he went into depression and starved himself T_T

He prefers sunny and cool weather

Is known for his impressive abs (*dies*)

He likes to jokingly hit the other members as a way of showing his affection for them

If music is playing he will start to dance no matter where he is 😊

When the weather is sunny and cool, Jimin likes wearing earphones while listening to music that gives a good feeling.

Jimin became interested in a singing career after watching a Rain performance

Once he wrote some lyrics and gave them to Suga. Suga said; “You called these lyrics?!” (the lyrics sounded like a children song). Suga asked him to redo the lyrics, but in the end, he still couldn’t use Jimin’s lyrics ☹

Jimin’s role models are; Rain, Taeyang (Bigbang) and Chris Brown

He is most confident in his eyes

He enjoys reading comic books. He said that comic books influenced him a lot

Jimin usually solves his problems himself. If he can’t solve it, he will share it with V and ask for his advice

Jungkook is always teasing Jimin about his height

In the dorm, Jimin in charge of the kitchen (chef chim doe??? 😊 )

Things he wants to steal from other members are; Rap Monster’s height, V’s talent and gaze, J-Hope’s cleanliness, Suga’s diverse knowledge

Jimin’s ideal date; “Sitting on the bench, drinking together… I would like to have a countryside date. We would also walk holding hands…. (Laughs)”

If he’d get a day off, Jimin jokingly said he wants to go on a date with Jungkook while holding hands together. And when Jungkook talked about his wishes, Jimin shouted; “Live happily together with me!” (fucKIN SHIP)

He felt a bit hurt when Jungkook ranked him the last in terms of looks. Jimin thinks the 1st is Jin while the 7th is Suga. (He was going to rank Rap Monster as the 7th but he changed his mind saying that recently Rap Monster got better-looking)

He has to use eyeliner while practicing the choreography, else he can’t seem to show strong expressions and he will get shy

Jimin appeared in GLAM’s MV Party (XXO). GLAM disbanded, they were under BigHit.

Jin chose Jimin as the member who has changed the most since debut😊

Other members about Jimin;

Jin; “Comes at you really cutely. It’s like being attacked by a puppy. Can’t refuse requests because he’s too nice.”

Rap Monster; “Basically kind and gentle. Is very considerate. Isn’t as timid as you would think. Likes clothes and style (same with me). But even though he responds well, there are many times where he doesn’t actually do it. Is quite stubborn. Is the effort-type.”

Suga; “Follows the hyungs’ words well, isn’t the personality where he’ll receive dislike somewhere, puts in effort to live his hardest”.

J-Hope; “Is kind, listens to his hyungs well, has a lot of greed, and has a personality where he makes sure to do his part, and he has a really good personality where he likes me the most and his faith towards me is very strong~~ ♥♥♥♥”

Jeongguk; “He’s the effort-type along with being a triple blood-type A, timid, shameless, and hates losing.”

V; “Cute. Only the amount of him losing his temper is excessive, he’s kind and a friend that’s trustworthy. I talk to him the most, and if I have any worries, he’s the friend that I tell it first to”

His ideal type is a nice and cute girl who is smaller than him

Summary; uuggggh he’s just so fuckin cute and he deserves all the love in the world. He loves the others so much and cares for them loads. He’s a squishy bean in the streets and a sinful bean on stage. Everybody needs a lil chim in their life 😊

Up next is the animal loving, sweetheart, 4d alien Kim Taehyung {Taehyung, Tae, Tae Tae, Taehyungie, 4D alien, Blank Tae, 4D, Alien, CGV, Gucci Boy, Gucci Prince, V} dis bean is crazy and extra as hECK. He’s also super adorable and his laugh is probably the best thing ever omfg.

Some facts;

He was born in Daegu, South Korea.

He has a mamma, pappa, and lil bro

He attends/attended Korea Art School; Global Cyber University

Tae Tae can speak Japanese fluently :O

Fave colours = black, green, and white

Fave number = 10

V’s favourite items are = his computer, big dolls, clothes, shoes, accessories, and anything unique (like himself lol)

It is said that when his teaser image was released 5 personal fan clubs were created 😊

He has been in the group for a while, but fans didn‘t know or hear of him until the time around his debut

He likes anything that is unique

His favourite artist is Eric Bannet

His role model is his dad. He wants to be a dad like his dad, someone who takes care of his children, listen to everything they say and encourage & advise them in their future plans (so fuckin cuuuute)

He has the same hobbies with Jin

When V has a problem, he will share it with Jimin and Jin. But he thinks it’s easier to talk to Jimin since they have the same age

Fans said V looks like Baekhyun (EXO) and Daehyun (B.A.P.). He said Baekhyun is his mother and Daehyun is his father. (it’s true tho)

V is a mood maker in BTS, along with Suga (daegu princessss)

V’s motto; “I just came up with it but let’s life coolly to the maximum. Since life happens only once, waking up at ease in the morning and working doing your best”

According to Yahoo Taiwan poll, V is the most popular BTS member in Taiwan

In the dorm V is in charge of the washing machine

When V celebrated his Birthday (131230 at MBC Gayo Daejun), he felt very happy because he able to share birthday with K.Will. K.Will’s waiting room was beside BTS’s room. So, K.Will came to him and said, “Hey, is it your Birthday today? It’s mine too! Let’s blow the candle together.”

V likes amusement parks. He especially likes the gyro drop, gyro swing and roller coasters (boi we can go together because same)

V can climb a tree but he can’t get back down (such a dork omg 😊 )

V comes from a poor family; “I came from a poor family and I never thought I would become famous.” He grew up under a family of farmers and often takes pictures of the farm they own

He revealed in an interview with ‘The Star,’ “[Being an idol is] a lucky chance that will only come once in a lifetime. If I wasn’t in BTS I would probably be a farmer. I’d be pulling out weeds from a farm with my grandmother.” (farmer tae doe can you imagine… :O )

V acted in the Korean drama “Hwarang” (2017-2017) (if you haven’t already watched it, y’all needa do so)

V sang the OST of “Hwarang” alongside Jin, which is Part 2 – “It’s Definitely You”.

If he’d get a day off, V wants to see his parents (he’s literally so cute tho omg)

V said the 3 requirements for his happiness are; family, health and honour.

V’s ideal date; “Amusement park. But nearby park is also good. I think that it’ll be nice if holding hands. My ideal is cute dating.”

Other members about V

Rap Mon about V’s cooking; “Honestly, we’d love try it. But V’s cooking is too great, we might end up crying. That’s why up till now we haven’t tried it. If V can roll the seaweed a little better, we will definitely give it a try.”

Jimin about V’s cooking, “We’ll try V’s cooking sooner or later. I just hope, V will stop stealing the food when I’m cooking.”

Jin ranked V as the noisiest member; “First, there’s V. I’m not kidding. He’ll be sitting in the dorms, then suddenly he’ll run around going ‘HO! HO! HO!’. He’s really weird. He’s like a different species. Do you know what he does alone at our house? ‘Jimin, I love you!! Oppa, I can’t! Jimin, I love you!! (Imitate V’s alone conversation). Seriously...”

Jin; “Although he seems weird, I think it’s a concept. He asks before he does something, he’s very detailed.”

Jungkook; “Although he’s a hyung, I have no answer to describe his personality.”

Suga; “Compared to his age he’s immature and isn’t able to become serious. It seems he doesn’t care what others think.”

Jimin; “He has a cheerful personality and really doesn’t notice his surroundings. He likes playing around. He’s innocent.”

His ideal type is someone who takes care of him and love only him and who has a lot of aegyo

Summary; le 4D extra alien who is suuuuuuch a family man which is so adorable is such a soft bean I can’t deal oh god. He’s v v sinful on stage tho so watch out…he’ll pull you in with his cute charms and then BAM hipthrust muthafucka

Okie dokie! Last but not least it’s time for the lil bun bun Maknae Jeon Jungkook {Jungkook, Kook, Kookie, Jungkookie, Bun, Bun Bun, Golden Maknae, Triple Threat, Muscle Pig, Jeon Cena, Ironman, Bunny, Seagull, Justin Seagull, Living Meme, Meme Child, Baby, Jungshook, Nochu

Some facts;

Born in Busan, South Korea

He has a pappa, mamma, and hyung

He went to Seoul School of Performing Arts and graduated in February 2017

He attended Baek Yang Middle School

He has an older brother named Jeon Jung Hyun

Fave foods = anything with flour (pizza, bread etc)

Fave colours = red, black, and white

He loves playing games, drawing, and soccer (football)

He has a weird habit where he sniffles a lot because of his rhinitis. He also wriggles his fingers a lot

His shoe size (U.S. conversion) is 7.5

Would date Jin if he were a girl

He likes the number 1

Said to be a very skilled cook

He likes shoes and makeup

He dislikes tasteless things, bugs, getting hurt, studying

He speaks Korean, Japanese and English (basic)

In 7th grade Jungkook learned B-boying in a club with some friends and hyungs

He knows Taekwondo (he has a black belt)

Before joining the group, he was a handball player

His favourite weather is a sunny weather with a cool breeze

In 10 years Jungkook wants to be the owner of a duck meat restaurant or a tattooist (fuCKIN TATTOOIST JUNGKOOK THOOOO

In middle school, he went to Superstar K auditions but failed to pass the elimination round

On the way back home, he received offers from eight different entertainment agencies

After randomly seeing and falling in love with future member Rap Monster’s rap, he decided to join Big Hit Entertainment (so cute)

Jungkook’s role model is G-Dragon (BigBang).

His dream, when he was younger, was to become a badminton player.

In the 1st year of High School he listened to G-Dragon’s songs and changed his dream to becoming a singer.

His motto is; “Living without passion is like being dead”.

Jungkook wants to go on trip with his lover someday.

He loves reading comic books.

Jimin says that Jungkook smiles when he swears.

About school subjects, Jungkook dislike everything except Physical Education, Art, and Music Class.

He doesn’t like bugs, but he likes cool bugs like (stag) beetles. He used to have a stage beetle when he was younger, but he didn’t take care of it well, so it died.

He said he usually doesn’t exercise a lot but started working out after seeing Taeyang and Jay Park.

The member who’s most similar to him; “V Hyung. He’s random, our comedic cords match well, and I think our personalities are similar.” (Profile written by Jungkook)

He is friends with GOT7’s Bambam & Yugyeom, Seventeen’s DK, Mingyu & The8, and NCT’s Jaehyun (a.k.a. ’97 line).

Jungkook, GOT7’s Bambam & Yugyeom, Seventeen’s The8, Mingyu, DK, and NCT’s Jaehyun (the ’97 liners) are in a group chat. (Jungkook and Bambam mentioned the ’97 liner squad in their ‘thanks to’ in their recent albums)

Jungkook’s ideal date; “Walking along the beach in the night.”

Things that he wants to steal from other members are; Rap Monster’s knowledge, Suga’s diverse knowledge, J-Hope’s positive mind, Jimin’s persistence and his effort, V’s natural talent and Jin’s wide shoulders.

Other members about Jungkook;

Suga; “Jungkook has a good memory so he can imitate us well. And I remember that when Jungkook first came, he was shorter than me. Seeing him grow taller makes me feel like I’ve raised him.”

Jimin; “I’m 2 years older than him but he keeps making fun of me for my height.”

Jin; “He’s quite bad at refusing requests.”

Rap Monster; “Individualistic, doesn’t share clothes. Washes his clothes separately. A slight timid-ness that’s like a maknae. Although he wants to seem manly, he’s actually a cutie. Although his passion overflows, it doesn’t go on long. Puberty, rebellious, but it seems cute.”

J-Hope; “He’s the maknae who talks backs a lot and doesn’t listen. Although his personality is quite kind… I also have no answer for his personality”

V; “Truthfully, he’s the same as me. I have no answer.”

Suga; “Because he’s the youngest, he’s still immature. However, he clearly shows what he likes and what he dislikes.”

Jimin; “He’s kind, innocent, and is bad at expressing his feelings. That’s why he’s cute. Jeonggukkie’s mine.”

Suga about Jungkook entering High School; “Jeongguk was the most handsome one there.”

V about Jungkook entering High School; “It’s not that the other students were ugly, but JK was most noticeable because he’s tall.”

Ideal type; someone who’s at least 168cm but smaller than him, is a good wife, good at cooking, smart, has pretty legs, and is nice. Also, a girl who likes him and is good at singing.

Summary; he’s a smol, innocent bun who is also a coMPLETE MEME CHILD HOLY FUCK NUGGETS. Hella tall bean with killer thighs and a v v disrespectful attitude on stage…I cri ever-tim ;-; 

OKAY SO THAT’S BTS HAVE FUN WITH THAT INFORMATION GO NUTS, HAVE LE FEELS, BECOME TRASH. LIKE I SAID IN MY NOTES THIS POST JUST SHOWS HOW MUCH OF A PIECE OF TRASH I AM OH GODS... 

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Lol Sergei’s Dad jokes would get so annoying, I can just see him and his so like “babe I’m hungry” “hi hungry, I’m daddy” “foR FUCK SAKES”

i’m laughing so hard omf 😂

“how many apples grow on an apple tree?” “sergei I have no fucking clue” “all of them”