#jin hate holidays too much

[bergandysam]

Kim Seokjin Fic Recs

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he’s insanely good looking your honour

[not in any particular order] [if any users would like me to remove their post from this list please let me know and i will do so immediately!]

thank you daddy @ktheist 19k

sugar daddy!seokjin, WHEEWWW, small angst, hella smut tho LOLL, 9 YEAR AGE GAP!, they’re both horny fucks,

fast lane @yminie 20.6k

racer!seokjin, enemies2lovers, angst, smut !!!!!short depictions of car accidents!!!!!, jin is a PLAYA, reader really hates his guts LOLL

cherry topper @kth1 17.6k

friends2lovers, longtime pining, college!au, reader works at his family’s candy shop :)) fluff, angst, SMUT, reader is dense as hell LOLL

every year @another-army-spot 15.6k

childhood bff2L, chef!seokjin, a yearly new year’s eve party!!, hard fluff, smutty angst, they both grew up hella rich.

final sleigh @floralseokjin 23.3k

coworkers, e2l, reader very much hates seokjin LOLLL, forced proximity fanfic 🤭🤭 smut, fluff(?), angst in Y/N is petty LMAO, it’s christmas!

stuck with you @taleasnewastime 29.6k

strangers2lovers, reader is grumpy :(, they’re stuck in a city they don’t want to be in, Jin is a raining ball of sunshine, angst, smut, fluff, angst. happy ending :)

MENTIONS OF DEATH!

small tuna fish @floralseokjin 17.1k

college!au, jin is a GOOD nice guy, he’s so jinny, FLUFF x10000, smut too LOL, jin is a cutie, he’s inexperienced, there’s a charity car wash too 🤪

warm this winter @jamaisjoons 51.6k

s2l, this was so cute, jk is such a dumbass, but it’s okay seokjin is here to save the day. fluff, angst, SMUT. it just smacks u in the fuckin face.

lost and found @taleasnewastime 21.2k

s2l, seokjin owns a silly lil shop cuz he’s a silly lil guy, reader was cheated on, fluff, angst, they’re so cute. jimin is there too! oneshot.

you guys don’t understand how fucking much i love this story. i’ve re-read it more times than i can count. i think about this Jin once a week

made up love song @floralseokjin series

dilf!seokjin, teacher!reader, arin is saur cute, angsty :(, but fluffy!!! n very smutty, lots of fluff with arin, seokjins ex >:(

turn back time @raplinesmoon 13.3k

seokjin accidentally fast forwards time, smut, angsty fluff, reader is a doctor, JIN POPS A SEMI 💀💀💀💀

sit. stay. @daechwitatamic 14k

dog owners!!!, they live in the same building, jin just wants to help MC, miscommunication :(, fluff, angst, smut, more fluff. literally. cuz dogs. i love this jinnie sooo much

the ikea test @yoon-bug 9.1k

they’re dating, hoseok was right 💀, reader gets upset with seokjin, jin saves the day!!, and then screws the HELL out of MC, so.. smut, fluff too :)

last november @kithtaehyung 24.7k 😭😭

god. exes2l, angst and um oh more angst, smut, all ends well, they’re on a holiday trip with tha gang.

ryen NEVER misses. masterpiece after masterpiece.

the platonic collection @joheunsaram mini series

FWB2L, MC is kinda… she’s kinda dense LOL, seokjin is a cutie, smut, fluff

off limits @floralseokjin series

brothers best friend!seokjin, they’re hiding :(, FWB2L, angst angst angst, yoongi gets puNCHED, smut, readers brother is overprotective, lil fluff

don’t go baking my heart @candlewaxandp0lar0ids 14.7k

i don’t think u understand i love this seokjin. JK is a cutie, S2L, jinnie owns a bakery and is the master of puns, kinda angsty, fluff, they’re also IDIOTS. lil smut

cupids on holiday @persphonesorchid 17k

cupid!seokjin, fluff, angst :(, smut, E2L?? ily jin. but i HATE U. but ily.

all i don’t want for christmas is you @minisugakoobies 23.7k

coworkers AU!, E2L, crack, fluff, smut, jin has a big… ego.. y’all. Y/N pisses me the hell off, but they’re SO CUTE 😭

glazed and dazed @floralseokjin 30.3k

um. PORNSTAR SEOKJIN. thank you that’s all, jk, seokjin ☹️, obviously smut, but they’re fluffy n cute i promise.

the devil wears armani @floralseokjin 65k series

WHEW this one is a doozy, devil!jin, jimin is there too, very much smut smut smut, angsty, fluffy, seokjin has a soft spot.

like i said at the end of my last fic rec post, if any of you have recommendations for me, please send them through!! my inbox is OPEN and i am always looking for more things to read!!! 🫶🫶

[whyse7vn]

PALENTINES -

[ ot7 x reader ]

SINGLE LADIES 😁🔥

8 participants - 8 online

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tae: gave my gf an hour long whimpering audio for valentines day

namjoon: you make me sick

jimin: this definitely counts as harassment

jk: yoongi got me a plastic fork

yoongi: yw

y/n: the audio was 5 minutes long????

tae: ok but i sent it to you 20 times

do the math????

jin: you sat there and whimpered into ur phone for 5 minutes that’s crazy

don’t you feel any shame??

tae: why would i feel shame?

it’s called being in love jin

you should try it sometime

jimin: it’s called harassment

hobi: ew man

jk: free asmr :D

jin: it’s gonna be free tae from jail soon

tae: no it won’t

jimin: ur right when you get locked up no one’s gonna want you free

hobi: KEEP TAE IN JAIL 🗣️💯

jk: personally i would want tae free

jimin: personally ur not real so it doesn’t matter what you want

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: ew how the hell did you flip it

i hate that

ew

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: HOW DID YOU DO THAT

jk: :ᗡ

hobi: STOP GO AWAY I HATE IT

namjoon: yoongi got jungkook a present this year?

yoongi: not by choice

y/n: it was by choice

hobi: it was a plastic fork

yoongi: a plastic fork not given by choice

y/n: yoongi

yoongi: no

y/n: please

yoongi: no

y/n: pretty please :3

yoongi: it was by choice

y/n: see told you!

yoongi: don’t understand why we have to buy each other shit on this holiday anyways

i like ONE of you not all of you

tae: am i the one you like be honest

yoongi: bye

y/n: it’s our silly little tradition don’t be a loser yoongi

yoongi: whatever

jin: ok anyways who ordered me a fucking marching band???

jk: idk but did you like it??

y/n: gonna take a wild guess and say it was jungkook

namjoon: i thought you have his card how did he order that??

y/n: he has apple pay now i can’t stop him 😕

hobi: wait no fair

jin did NOT deserve a marching band all he got me was his butter photocard???

jimin: he got me that too….

jk: OMG ME TOO >_<

tae: i don’t feel special anymore

namjoon: really jin?

y/n: mine was signed!!

yoongi: cheap

jin: you literally got kook a plastic fork?

yoongi: he loves it

jungkook tell him you love it

jk: i love it

yoongi: see

jin: whatever don’t care

jimin: namjoon got me a fucking book

jin: lol that’s crazy cuz you can’t read

jk: i’m sorry to hear you can’t read jimin hope you can soon :/

namjoon: i put a lot of thought into the book i got you

jin: that’s cute but he can’t read so

jk: i wish i was a book

tae: if you’re a book does that make you a tree?

jk: guys

y/n: no jungkook

jk: oh ok

jimin: i CAN read btw

yoongi: don’t care

jin: sounds like fake news

jk: omg wow ur a fast learner jimin you can read now!!!

jimin: ur talking way too much today

you should stop

jk: is he talking to me????

hobi: y/n got me a holiday to australia

i’m not gonna go cuz like bugs

but that was really nice

y/n: you’re welcome!!!!

tae: k but i got sex

y/n deleted this message!

tae: 😕

silencing me like they did MLK

jimin: what

jk: milk

hobi: did you just compare urself to mlk?

jin: yeah never say that again

tae: why not?? it’s true

yoongi: you are nothing like mlk

jk: tae ur not milk

namjoon: taehyung do not compare yourself to martin luther king ever again please and thank you

jk: or milk

y/n: and in black history month too…

tae: you don’t understand me or him

y/n: yeah ok

back to gifts

joon got me some really pretty flowers

jimin: boringggggggg he does that every year

jk: namjoon got me wood

hobi: ?

namjoon: statue

it’s a wooden statue thing

not just wood

tae: joon giving other boys wood for valentines ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

u wanna know who i gave MY wood too

y/n deleted this message!

namjoon: tae shut up

jin: saw that

tae: i’m just like mlk i’m telling you man

y/n: stop

tae: sorry

jimin: hobi got me shoes

hobi: i did

jk: hobi got me cheese

hobi: expensive cheese

y/n: i took yoongi to those cute photo booth things

yoongi: they didn’t need to know that

y/n: yes they did

we are sharing what we got each other

read the room yoongi

jimin: yeah yoongi read the room

tae: how tf u read a room??!

a room not a book ☠️☠️

u guys dumb as hell

jin: you not knowing what reading a room means makes a lot of sense actually

jk: send photobooth pics ^0^

bet u looked so cute

not you yoongi

y/n

her

not yoongi

i’m talking to y/n NOT you yoongi btw

yoongi: shut up

and no

you’ll never see those photos

jk: ☹️

hobi: so what did yoongi get y/n??

yoongi: don’t worry

tae: personally i’m worried

jk: me 2 guys yoongi is really scary

what if he killed her

y/n: ?

jin: i want to blow jungkook up

jk: i’m no ballon 😭

jimin: probably fucked for valentines let’s be real

tae: well that’s obviously NOT true lmao 😜 ☠️

yoongi: why is that “obviously” not true

we could of

tae: you didn’t

yoongi: and you know how?

tae: cuz i just know

yoongi: yeah ok

we could of for all you know

on the actual day too

tae: you weren’t even with her on valentine’s day

yoongi: and you were?

y/n: he wasn’t

tae: ok

but i could of been

yoongi: but clearly you weren’t

tae: neither were you

namjoon: both of you stop

tae: idk why yoongi acts all high a mighty

especially when it comes to her

y/n: ok that’s crazy

how about you don’t talk about me like i’m not here!

yoongi: idk why taehyung acts like he has a chance lmao

jk: guys

tae: that’s actually crazy

you’d be fucking surprised yoongi!!!!

yoongi: what’s that supposed to mean?

tae: what do you think it means?

tell me yoongi

guess

i’ll tell you if you’re right or not

yoongi: shut the fuck up

tae: or what?

hobi: why this kinda sexualllll

jimin: like 😭😭😭😭

y/n: LMAO STOP

jin: arguing over pussy that belongs to neither of them is crazy i’m just saying

jk: pussy \ ^0^ /

namjoon: how about we all stop arguing and move back to talking about the gifts we got eachother !!

hobi: jungkook got me a ballon

jk: yeah

do you love it

hobi: sure

jk: ^_^

jimin: personally i think hobi’s lying to you kook

jk: WHAT

jimin: i think he hates his ballon actually

jk: hobi pls say he’s lying

hobi: he’s lying

you see it may seem that way because on the outside im a very chill and nonchalant man

y/n: that is not true actually!

hobi: but on inside i am actually very chalant

EXTREMELY chalant no joke

so basically inside im going fucking crazy over the ballon jungkook gave me but it just doesn’t seem like that cuz im a chill guy

jk: but inside ur chalant

hobi: exactly

jk: jimin why would you lie to me

jimin: ur easy to lie to

jk: no im not

jimin: namjoon died in a car crash 24 hours ago

jk: NO NAMJOON OHHMYGOD NAMJOON NO

namjoon: i am not dead

jk: oh

y/n: how did you fall for that

namjoon cant even drive

jk: oh yeah

lol namjoon cant drive guys

namjoon: ok we all know

hobi: so what did you guys actually do on valentine’s day

jk: minecraft but then it got too scary so i played valorant instead

jimin: idk what any of that means but ok

i personally watched movies with joon

namjoon: yeah

i dropped by kook’s and y/n’s place first tho to give my gifts and stuff

hobi: where was my movie invite?????

jimin: we did call you

you were like high as hell

hobi: oh

wow

how real of me

jin: i cooked steak

jimin: for urself?

typical

jin: kys

no

for me and y/n actually

y/n: …

jin: my fault

yoongi: what

tae: oh

jk: SHE SAID SHE WAS BUSY

TTAHSTNOT FAIIROGJKFNKLDVLKFNKLFHKLNNDKVHNFKVNKLGNGR UFHDFHDKJ GHDKLNGFKLNGFG FHJDJHHGR DHGGRHBDNBF JGHKJGHGR

hobi: ????????????????????

namjoon: cool

jimin: jin???? out of everyone JIN??????

why would you fuck jin

jk: WHATR OHMYGOF WHAT?????? SHUT UP

jimin: on valentine’s day too…..

even fucking ME would make more sense than jin right now

jin: tf is that supposed to mean?

jimin: i said what i said lmao

tae: she cant of fucked jin

cuz she’s fucking me

yoongi: LMAOOOO

u really think your special dont you

thats crazy

jk: WHYIS EVERYONEFUCKING MY GIRLFRIENDOHMGYOJFDJFDKJDSDB

hobi: i dont get it even if she was fucking tae why couldn’t she fucked jin too?

y/n: i am like right here you know

tae: because me and her are serious

yoongi: serious???

you are just a rebound

tae: yoongi i think you’re just upset she didn’t come to you first after the whole jaehyun thing

yoongi: i’m glad she didn’t actually because now i know for sure i’m not rebound

you are

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: why? you getting upset?

idk why you’re acting like the victim here when you’re using her for the same thing

hobi: woah??

jimin: cap taehyung bitchless

yoongi: it’s time you stop using y/n to get over jennie and grow some fucking balls

jin: hold on

jimin: WAITTTTTTTT

hobi: SHUT FUCKING DOWN FR????

jk: imgonnapassout

y/n: oh

namjoon: yoongi

tae: i am not using y/n to get over jennie and you know that

hobi: wait ur fr??? taejennie was fr??

LIKE ACTUALLY?? OHMYGIDTHISISREAL??

yoongi: i know that? thats crazy how could i know that??

you didn’t even tell us about jennie

for over 3 months you were with her and you didn’t tell us

and then those photos of you and her were leaked and you were all depressed for ”no reason”

and now all of a sudden your obsession with y/n?

yeah you’re not using her you’re right i’m just fucking stupid aren’t i?

jimin: holy shit man

tae: i am not using her

yoongi: so why is yeontan with jennie right now?

y/n: tae you told me he was with you parents?

tae: yeah

but

i didn’t tell you that because im using you or anything i just said that because i didn’t want to cause any problems

y/n: you lied to me

for no reason

if you told me the truth it would of been fine

tae: i know

y/n: so when i came over

were you planing on sleeping with me anyways?

were you mad at yourself for calling jennie and leaving yeontan with her?

did you use me to help forget about it?

tae: did you use me to help get over jaehyun?

y/n: no

i can tell you that in full confidence no

now answer my question

tae: you know i would never do that to you

y/n: its a yes or no question taehyung

tae: i would never do that to you

yoongi: yes or no you asshole

tae: shut the fuck up

yoongi: answer her question

tae: leave me the fuck alone

tae left “SINGLE LADIES😁🔥”

jk: wow

y/n: didn’t sleep with jin btw

jk: ohthankgod

y/n: did sleep with tae once

we are NOT serious

jk: double ohthankgod

wait

y/n: and now i am going to sleep

jungkook come cuddle

gn all

jk: ON MY WAY OHMYGOD IM ON MY WAY

gn

jimin: good night …

hobi: nite!!

yoongi: gn

jin: goodnight

namjoon: gn

DOWNBAD😭🫵🏻 #2 (minus tae)

6 participants - 5 online

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namjoon: yoongi that wasn’t fair

yoongi: i know

but she deserved to know

and he wasn’t gonna tell her any time soon

hobi: YOU AND NAMJOON KNEW THIS TAEJENNIE WAS REAL THIS WHOLE TIME????

yoongi: i just found out

namjoon knew longer

namjoon: not that long

jimin: ok but how do you know tae is using her fr?

yoongi: it’s not hard to connect the dots

jin: still you could be wrong

yoongi: well he didn’t deny it did he?

jimin: to me it looked like he didn’t know if he was using her or not

yoongi: well he needs to figure that out soon it’s not fair to her

or him ig

but mainly her.

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hate this don’t care about anything bring back yellow….

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[shanastoryteller]

Happy holidays! Lady mo please?

a continuation of 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59

Jiang Yanli does not often feel old. Her golden core does not keep her eternally young like it does her brother, does not prevent the more persistent illnesses from plaguing her, but it does east the aches and pains non cultivators her age often complain of, does keep her skin youthful without the aid of strange poultices and she’ll probably never need dyes to keep her hair dark. But she feels old now, watching Xuanyu and Lan Wangji fumble around one another, watching her struggle for the affection of a husband who might care for her, but does not treat her with care.

At least by the time she married Zixuan, he’d told her that he loved her.

 “What was all the commotion about?” Zixuan asks, arms encircling her waist as he tugs her back against his chest now that they’re back in their own quarters.

“Your cousin got drunk and pissed off the wrong people. Again.”

He huffs, his breath warm against her neck. “Yanli. You know that’s not what I’m talking about. I know A-Yao thinks I’m stupid, but even I notice servants running about and clan leaders and their wives going missing. Especially when one of them is mine.”

“A-Yao doesn’t think you’re stupid,” Jiang Yanli says, even though he kind of does. He thinks most people are stupid and Zixuan has at least grown out of taking it personally. That doesn’t mean she has to rub it in. “Xuanyu was just – a little upset. About things.”

“Lan Xichen likes her. Lan Wangji’s kid adores her. And we all saw what Lan Wangji thinks,” he says. Defending is also not the same thing as caring, but she doesn’t say that. “A-Yao even calls her our sister. Do you remember how long it took him to call me brother? It seems like it’s going well.”

If it had gone a little less well, she’d be less distraught.

Jiang Yanli is debating how much she can say without revealing Xuanyu’s pregnancy – enough people know that it won’t stay a secret for long, but Zixuan is terrible at faking surprise – when there’s a loud, frantic knocking at their door.

Zixuan frowns and goes to open the door.

“Fuck off,” slurs a familiar, beloved voice.

Jiang Yanli hides a smile and goes to stand next to her husband.

A-Cheng is standing there, sort of, considering he’s mostly being supported but a long-suffering Li Jun. “Meimei said she won’t deal with him anymore.”

“Ah,” Zixuan says, already resigned.

A-Cheng stumbles forward, grabbing her wrist and tugging her towards the table. He blearily glares at Zixuan. “Go away.”

He sighs, leaning down to kiss her and then saying, “I suppose I’ll be in a guest room.” He makes a face, remembering that the tower is full of foreign disciples. “Somewhere.”

He’s going to end up sleeping in their son’s room and A-Ling is going to complain about it. Loudly.

“Good night,” she says, barely keeping from laughing as she closes the door on Li Jun side eyeing Zixuan. Her sect has never completely forgiven Zixuan for being a teenage boy, not matter that she’s spent over a decade in the Jin rather than the Jiang.

She lets A-Cheng pull her down beside him at the table, leaning his head on his arm while he stares at her. She pours him a cup of water that she hopes he’ll drink. “Are you all out of sorts because of Xuanyu too?”

His face goes blank then it creases and he’s turns to hide it in the bend of his elbow.

With the first stirrings of genuine alarm, Jiang Yanli realizes he’s crying.

“A-Cheng? A-Cheng, what’s wrong?” she asks, putter her arm over his back and pulling him into her side like she used to when they were kids.

The words come out muffled, but he says, “I hate him. How could he – I hate him.” Then, quieter, in a tone that doesn’t match the words at all, “I hate him.”

She runs through everyone who’s here, every cultivator she saw A-Cheng speak to, but it’s a fool’s errand. No one gets to him like this. No one but –

“Wei Wuxian came back.”

[misasimagines]

this isn't well written or anything I'm just. I'm Desperate to get Ren out of my head he's been living here rent free and I NEED to switch into Taiga mode to write that request so. Please enjoy structureless Ren rambles. He doesn't come off as character with Much Nuance (like some others, Rui!! Jin, Subaru, Haku, etc) but like. When he's been sitting in your head for the past 14 business days....things unravel.

I'm not like citing sources here. This is pure vibes. Please don't crucify me if I got smth wrong 🙏

So he has a Thing about the ocean. He watches horrors movies related to it, he seems especially grossed out by it, but he doesn't seem like he's never had experience with it. Which is why I just can't not think he came from a small, coastal town (like from Aquamarine lmao). The kind that has a Barrage of tourists in the summer and over holidays and he Hated it because now he can't just go anywhere without risking being in the background of someone's vacation pictures. And I also can't help but feel like he probably had a parent/parents who parentified him, probably not maliciously, but they still did it. Like two immature parents or one immature parent and one completely absent one, so when it came to actually being responsible about things, he had no choice but to step in. Which is why he's so annoyed by and against hard work- he's done enough of it and he doesn't want to keep getting involved when he now doesn't feel the responsibility to. He probably feels a lot of resentment towards them for what he had to take on. Whether he feels bad about that resentment or not, I can't say.

He doesn't like messes or the animals in Jabberwock. He doesn't want to have to care for anything besides himself. Haru might remind him of his family which is why he's so hostile towards him. Because like Notably, Ren isn't BAD at hard work. He does go to classes, does missions, has a job at the diner, and still has to help around Jabberwock no matter how much he tries to avoid it. He's even dedicated to his mobile games, which seems silly, but those require a lot of routine daily to keep up and it seems like he has a few he keeps up with! And if we consider the Jabberwock chapter, even though he was against Calamari and resented taking care of it, he still did and he still felt guilty when he didn't do a good job at it, so much so that he ran off to the beach to try to revive the poor thing. Not the actions of someone who truly is selfish and doesn't care. Him carrying Haru to safety too- yes, leaving him to die would have been really. Kind of reprehensible but he carried the guy and rejected any kind of thanks and appreciation for it. He could have used that as guilt-leverage to try to get out of things later but...did he? Not as far as I know.

Like he does all of that no matter how much he complains. Also, who ELSE has a campus job? I'll wait. 🥱. Sho doesn't count, the food truck is a passion project. Even BROKE ASS Kaito doesn't have a campus job. Why is Ren working? Does he NEED the money or does he feel some kind of compulsion to make it for some reason? Because he's responsible? Because he sends it back home? Because he wants to have money for post Darkwick life? Who knows!!!!! He got that job like INSTANTLY bro enrolled and got that work study like the first damn week.

And this is way less in the realm of Theory Crafting and conspiracy and more just a pure hc but I just feel like maybe his hostility towards other people, the MC included, is because he might be dealing with the aftermath of a damaged or lost relationship. Not exclusively romantic but like possibly? Like if he grew up in a small town, he probably knew the people around him from childhood to adulthood. And it's not unlikely that he had a childhood friend that stuck through all the years with him. And it's not unlikely that, if they were friends that long, that people would start making jokes and suggestions about them ending up together long term. And! It's not unlikely that! He felt some kind of pressure to at least pretend to reciprocate feelings towards them. So maybe a close friendship became a relationship and maybe he did have feelings for them and maybe he didn't or just wasn't ready for them. Either way, now he's in Darkwick and given how unhappy he is, it doesn't seem like it was his first choice to be there. Is he running away? Does he not have a home to go back to (either self imposed or true exile)? I just. I have questions.

Please someone ramble with me I'm going crazy here. I'm like God I'd kill this guy [thinking about making out with him sloppy style]. Hate him truly he's so annoying I'd argue with him every day. What if this were us

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Stay Alive (38)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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A/N NOT BETA. EXCUSE FOR THE NOT UPDATING. Holiday Season is over though so that very short hiatus is over! We will (Hopefully) get back to our regularly scheduled programming.

There was something about going through a magical portal that would take you to another part of the country that really did not sit right with your stomach. It passed over time. It was a lot like going on a plane for the first time and feeling sick. The more you did it the more it would go away. At least that’s what Hobi told you. 

Yoongi and Teahyung had taken you to their hometown in Daegu. Yoongi was the one to win the paper, rock, scissors which meant you would be visiting his family first. 

It was a bit of a hard thing to explain to you. He loved his family, but he said there were just things they didn’t agree with him on. It wasn’t like they didn’t miss him when he disappeared–any family would. It more so had to do with the fact that Yoongi wanted to do other things that weren’t in their ideals. 

But you had told him no matter what, they were still going to be his family. And you were sure they missed him just as much as he missed them. 

“It looks just like Daegu back home.” You said, looking at all the buildings that resembled your own home. 

You realized the boys were in fact right when it came to modernization of their world. With the past two days having been spent inside mountains, you did forget for a moment what their world was like. It wasn’t primal like you would assume. In fact it was much more advanced. 

“You've been?” Yoongi asked you, leading you towards where you assumed his home was. 

“I've traveled a good amount around Korea.” You answered. 

“Come on, my palace is this way.” Yoongi told you, pointing up some stairs. 

“Palace?” You paused for a moment, eyes going wide. 

At this point you had realized the boys never really spoke about their home lives before being kidnapped. Well, at least the older boys didn’t. The younger ones didn’t hesitate to answer your questions when you had them back at the facility. 

A great example was finding out that Jin was actually a prince. You honestly figure it was something very important to tell someone. With Yoongi telling you he lived in a palace you assumed he too was going to come out as some kind of prince but he was quick to catch your facial expression. 

“Yes.” Yoongi hummed, grabbing your hand to intertwine with his. “When you live as long as I have you tend to get your own homes made huge.” He explained, climbing up the steps. 

“Are you older than Jin?” You asked. 

“No, he's older than me but only a year.” Yoongi answered. “Namjoon is also older than the others due to dragon life spans.”

You figured Yoongi must have been one of the older boys along with Jin. Everyone knew vampires were immortal and lived long lives. There might have been different versions of each vampire but seeing as Yoongi drank blood only, he must have been the more common version. The ones who hated the sun and slept during the day. 

You purse your lips in a mocking way. “You know, you have always complained about the light but yet here we are outside in the sun. Seems to me like you just wanted to make complaints.” You giggled, swinging Yoongi’s arm lightly as you finally came up on the end of the stairs. 

He turned to you, leaning to place his forehead against yours and bump his nose along your own. You giggled, scrunching up your nose as Yoongi gave your lips a quick peck. “I just like the dark more.” He told you. 

You began to blush as he pulled away and his gummy smile was on full display. You skipped behind him, waiting patiently as he knocked on a door with long walls on either side that stretched like a covering for the inside of the building. The door wasn’t as large or grand as Jin’s palace but it was still clear that this was a mansion meant for the wealthy or royalty. 

The door took a moment to open, the little woman who was trying her hardest to shove the large wood open grunted as it finally swung open. When she finished wiping her hands along her apron, her eyes went wide as she took in the two of you standing on the other side of the door. 

She squeaked, gasping as she suddenly stood up straighter. “Master Yoongi!” She cried out. 

“He's returned, everyone!” She screamed, turning around to face the other staff members of the household walking around the yard. 

The three or so workers who were outside stopped what they were doing, some even dropping the things they were holding to stare with wide eyes at you and Yoongi walking through the gate. All of them got up and began to clap, one of them had begun to cry as they crowded around Yoongi. You watched as he laughed with them, a smile spreading on your face from how happy he looked to be at home.  

“Oh we are so blessed to have you home, sir.” An older woman gushed, pulling Yoongi in for a hug. “We have prayed and prayed for your safe return.” She squished his cheeks together, softly cooing at him like a grandma would her grandchildren. 

“It's good to be back.” Yoongi told the woman. 

Your eyebrows perked up when you notice him looking in your direction catching everyone else’s attention. 

“Master Yoongi has a mate!” The girl who opened the door gushed. 

You laughed a little as the staff members turned to you and began to ask Yoongi about your relationship. The girl who had opened the door for you was a young elf judging by the sharply pointed ears she had. Yoongi told you she was considered one of the young ones and hadn’t been working with his family for long. The older woman was apparently his nanny when he was a child. She was a dragon so she had been within the family for a long while. 

“Min Yoongi!” Someone shouted from the steps of the palace. “I knew it was you the moment you returned to Daegu!” A joyful man grinned brightly, holding his arms out as he stepped down to get to where you both were. 

“Sunbaenim.” Yoongi smiled, bowing his head slightly which prompted you to do the same. 

When Yoongi leaned back up, the older man brought him in a hug, patting him on the back before looking over at you.

“Who is this lovely lady?” He asked, surprising you by giving you a hug as well. “You smell divine.” He joked, taking in a deep breath. 

“This is (Y/N).” Yoongi answered. “My mate.”

“Oh how wonderful it it's to hear you've settled down!” The man gushed. “I am Park Jae-Sang. Pleasure.” He bowed his head in greeting. “Come, come! Your family has set up a wonderful dinner for all of us. Your closest friends have attended as well.” 

Jae-Sang led the both of you up the steps and into the palace, a beautiful structure that just called your attention in every detail. He led you towards what you assumed was the dining room from the table and people seated or standing around. They were talking to one another before turning when they heard you all step in. 

“Yoongi.” You heard someone say breathlessly. 

“Eomma.” Yoongi said quietly, eyes wide as he looked at the woman. 

“We’re sorry.” She sobbed out, rushing forward into Yoongi. “We’re so sorry. We didn’t–We didn’t want bad things to happen to you and look where it led you.” She shook her head against Yoongi’s chest, her fingers tightening against the back of his shirt. 

You took a step back for a moment, allowing Yoongi’s family to hug him as you watched. You took in a shaky breath, a small smile forming on your face as you took in their interactions. You could never understand what it must be like for the boys' mothers to have their son’s taken from them. You weren’t a mother to get that feeling just yet. 

But you were a daughter. And you knew that even if you and your parents don’t see eye to eye on certain things, no matter what they still took care of you and raised you to be the person you are. They were the people who watched you take your first breath and hoped to never see you take your last. Each one of the boys had left to start their own lives and you could only imagine what it was like for their parents to get a call that they had been kidnapped.

“We’re sorry we weren’t there.” She sniffled. 

“It’s okay, Eomma.” Yoongi sniffled, kissing the top of his mother’s head. “I’m back home now. That’s all that matters.”

You blinked away the tears, sniffling a bit causing Yoongi’s mom to turn and look at you. She gasped quietly, giggling to herself as she noticed you there. 

“And you have a mate.” Yoongi’s mother wiped at her tears, trying to clean her nose. “After so long! I’m not getting any younger, sir!” She laughed, coming to hold your hands in hers. 

“Oh dear, it’s going to be hard to not eat you up.” She joked, pinching your cheeks. 

“Eomma.” Yoongi warned, causing the others to laugh. 

“I’m just kidding.” The woman shook her head playfully. “You already have enough problems with the other 6 boys, I’m sure.”

You laughed, nodding your head in agreement. With that, all of the other guests gathered around to greet both you and Yoongi. 

After they had all eaten–and Yoongi’s mother made one of the servants go fetch you some food–Yoongi took to showing you around his home. It wasn’t an extravagant palace like the one’s royalty used. But it was large enough to house a very important person. He explained to you the history behind the home, telling you it belonged to his father when he had been on the council. You almost scoffed when you remembered that Yoongi was a vampire. 

You took notice of how different the material was in the building and things weren’t as unstable compared to back home. While you knew the government tended to preserve most of the palaces, Yoongi told you that his home hadn’t been changed since it was built. 

“This is so much different from the palaces back home.” You hummed, looking at one of the columns that was made out of some kind of jade. 

“Yes, they have to accommodate a lot of our magical needs.” Yoongi told you, watching you with a small smile. 

You turned around to face him, catching his soft look. “You must be so happy to be home.” You told him, walking closer. 

Yoongi hummed, taking your hand before placing a kiss on your wrist. “I'm sure all of us are.” He told you, thumb brushing against your pulse. “Especially with you here.”

You watched as he continued his affections on your vein, tilting your head. “You always find my pulse points. Is it a vampire thing?” You giggled. 

“It is.” He mocked. “Blood is what keeps us alive. It’s what keeps me alive.” He pulled you closer to him, looking down at your turned wrist. “If I so wanted to, I could easily suck you dry and kill you in a few seconds.” 

You raised your eyebrows in a challenge, watching as he looked up at you. A large grin spread across his face as his arms wrapped around your waist. 

“I love you, (Y/N).” He whispered against your lips.

“I love you too, Yoongi.” You smiled, pressing your lips against his.

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꒰ ☕ ꒱ ┊: Bro's The

Type To...

↳ various x reader

- Just a cute lil sumthin sumthin because I'm bored :3

♯01 ┊: Daniel Park

⿻ "Bro's the type to..."

To Have quality time as a love language.

To Help out with work/homework.

To Help out in the kitchen.

To Surprise you w/ homemade gifts.

To Try and write a poem about you.

To Give you snacks when waiting for something.

To Love you unconditionally 'till the end of time.

To Beat up anyone who harasses you.

⿻┊: Daniel would definitely be the definition of a "perfect boyfriend", although he's human of course, he still keeps secret and doesn't open up too much.

But once he feels really comfortable, he wouldn't have much a problem of telling you how he truly feels, he also has a bit of a habit to run away or hide somewhere when something goes wrong.

He's still gonna come back though, after he stops blaming himself.

♯02┊: Jay Hong

⿻ "Bro's the type to..."

To Spoil you rotten with gifts and surprises.

To Get you flowers on special and non-special occasions.

To Do something for you with no hesitation.

To Go on a hunted house with you even though he's scared.

To Protect you on a rollercoaster, but ends up vomitting after.

To Loose his phone somewhere and ends up finding it in your hands.

To Get lose and ends up being found at a lost and found.

To Dress up his puppies and take them on a little fashion show.

To take you on a date at the dog park.

To Fall asleep in your arms while cuddling little puppies.

⿻┊: Without a doubt Jay tries his best to be the perfect boyfriend, he loves you unconditionally and does everything you ask for, only problem is that he spoils you way too much.

He's got a lot of money, yeah, but your home doesn't have much space, Jat tries to get you a warehouse because of it.

Your parents love him though, he's successful, academically smart, well mannered, according to your parents, he's a "husband material".

♯03┊: Jace Park

⿻ "Bro's the type to..."

To Still crush on you even when married.

To Have matching piercings with you.

To Let you braid his hair.

To Let you put makeup on him.

To hold your bag while shopping, even while complaining about holding your bags, (complains more when you hold them yourself).

To Treat you to dinner even when he's broke.

To Take you on bicycle rides.

To Let you touch his ears while cuddling.

To Tutor you on a subject you find difficult.

To Go on gym dates with you.

To do a detective mini game as a date.

⿻┊: Jace is a simp, it's not really a secret, when he fell, he fell hard, he really likes to be around you and is very talkative.

Would share his interest with detective stuff with you, he definitely watched detective Conan as a child.

Jace loves ya, a lot, he'd be willing to accept no matter what your gender is, he'll be a bit confused at first, but he'll eventually get used to it.

♯04┊: Vin Jin

⿻ "Bro's the type to..."

To Confess to you by rapping.

To Write you a song.

To Act all tough with you but starts to mentally panic when you pretend to cry.

To Say stuff like, "Shut up I hate you," then proceed to do nice things.

To be a tsundere.

To have pillow fights with ya.

To constantly argue with you and won't apologise even if you cry, because he sucks at that.

He'll eventually try to apologise, but it isn't too good of an apology.

⿻┊: Others think that he's a shitty lover, and they're kinda right, but the only thing is, he actually tries.

He doesn't remember anniversaries or any cutesy holidays, but once he realises the occasion he'll try to make a nice present...

He'll rap to you.

But it's the thought that counts, he'll try to make up for it though.

♯005┊: Euntae Lee

⿻ "Bro's the type to..."

To Get lost at the toy section at Walmart.

To play dress up with you.

To take you on a date on build-a-bear.

To pick you flowers from random bushes.

To go on fun carnival dates with you.

To go on the gym with you.

To have fun at the play area at the park.

To bake with you on birthdays.

⿻┊: Vasco is a cutie, he'll definitely do cute couple stuff with you, all wholesome.

He'll also protect you whenever you come across trouble, and if anyone does something bad to you he'll scare them.

[glimmervoi]

A SEALED FATE: EMERALDS AND BLOOD: III - Afternoon Tea

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Notes: To the assholes who sent me all of those messages, I hope that you hate this chapter and feel unfulfilled after reading it. I hope that you hate it so much that you block me and never read my fic again. I almost just didn't post the update to tumblr cause of y'all &lt;3

To the people who have been kind, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! I introduced a new perspective much sooner than in the original version, and I think it helps to show that there were other things happening in the castle aside from just what the reader is seeing and living through.

As always, I appreciate any feedback! (Unless it involves insults or death threats of course. Cheers to you, anonymous trash bags from the Gown post)

With only four days remaining until the ball, the royal caterers had commenced their slow transformation of the castle's halls. In the center hall, a grand pine tree had been brought in and installed, now adorned with shimmering ornaments and velvety star-shaped garlands.

Elsewhere in the castle, numerous smaller trees, similarly decorated, dotted the corridors. Pine and holly wreaths, interwoven with winter blooms, adorned nearly every door while the expansive windows boasted fragrant green garlands.

The caterers had skillfully infused the spirit of yule into every wing, all while adhering to the color scheme that had been a tradition since long before Namjoon's birth. Though he wasn't always the keenest on the castle’s holiday festivities, he couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the caterers.

Now, as he stood there, gazing at the grand tree in the main hall, memories of his childhood flooded back. Everything seemed so much simpler then...

"Joon?" A voice called out from behind him, breaking through his thoughts. Namjoon turned to find his eldest brother standing a few paces away, his dark-haired fiancée clinging to his arm. Jin's expression clearly betrayed his discomfort and irritation, causing Namjoon to suppress the laughter bubbling up inside him.

It wasn't uncommon for his brother to wear his emotions so openly, but it always amused Namjoon nonetheless.

"Jin," he greeted his brother, approaching them slowly. "And Lady Woong," he added, giving her a small bow and pressing a kiss to the gloved hand she extended towards him. The elegant woman giggled and waved her hand in response, her cheeks flushing with a rosy hue.

"Prince Namjoon, there's no need to bow to me," Lady Woong cooed, and Seokjin rolled his eyes. Namjoon offered her a friendly laugh, though he harbored little fondness for her. He saw through her bubbly facade, just as Seokjin did. She was merely another pawn in their mother's schemes.

"We were headed to lunch, but I suddenly recalled our meeting that was scheduled a few days prior," Seokjin interjected, his body subtly angling away from his fiancée despite her embrace.

Namjoon cocked his head, knowing it was a lie - a convenient excuse for his brother to evade the discomfort of his lunch with Woong. Temptation gnawed at him to shake his head and leave Seokjin to endure Woong's company alone, as retribution for the prank his brother had played on him weeks earlier. He still felt the need to check under his pillow every night to ensure that were wasn’t a frog there.

However, Namjoon understood Seokjin's aversion to spending time with his fiancée. If their roles were reversed, Namjoon would want his brothers to lend a hand too.

With a nod, Namjoon offered Lady Woong an apologetic smile. "Forgive me, my Lady. Jin and I have an important matter to discuss. Would you mind if I stole him away for a while?"

Lady Woong pouted and released her grip on Seokjin. "Very well," she sighed, taking a step back from the brothers and smoothing down her peach-colored gown. "But do return him promptly when you're finished."

Namjoon nodded, though a twinge of irritation simmered within him. Who was she to dictate his actions? He was a prince, after all, while she was nothing. Engaging in an argument with her over such a trivial matter wouldn't be wise, but he struggled to suppress the scowl itching to emerge. He and Seokjin observed in silence as she brushed past them, making her way towards the southern wing, where her lunch awaited her.

Once she was out of earshot, Seokjin released a heavy sigh. "Thank you," he breathed, rubbing his shoulder. "She had me in an iron grip; I feared she might snap me in two." Namjoon chuckled at his brother's theatrics.

"Well, we'll have to stage a convincing chat now, in case one of Woong's minions catches sight of us," Namjoon suggested, nodding towards the northern wing. "Shall we sit for tea there? We're less likely to be disturbed, as no guests have arrived for the ball yet."

Seokjin hummed in agreement, and the brothers proceeded to the northern wing. Inside, maids diligently carried out their daily cleaning tasks. They bowed respectfully as the duo passed, but the brothers paid them no mind. After all, they were just maids.

At the end of the hallway, they halted at a pair of double doors. Seokjin pushed them open, a satisfied smile gracing his lips. "Already tidied up," he remarked, stepping inside. "No risk of maids spreading dust."

As Seokjin entered the room, Namjoon turned to a maid assisting a caterer in draping a long piece of purple garland around a portrait of their grandmother. "You," he addressed her, his tone firm. Startled, she looked up, her eyes widening in response.

Namjoon would never vocalize it, but sometimes he relished the fear he instilled in the servants. As the fourth prince in line for the throne, he possessed privileges but little power within the family. Occasionally exerting authority over those beneath him served as a gratifying outlet.

The maid promptly set the garland down and bowed, murmuring a hasty "Yes, sir." Namjoon scrutinized her briefly as she remained in a deep bow. There was something about her that sparked a flicker of recognition, though he couldn't quite place it.

Shaking his head to dispel the thought, Namjoon snapped his fingers to gain her attention. She straightened but kept her chin lowered, awaiting his next command. "Fetch us some tea," he instructed briskly. "There should be a crate from Shivermaw; bring that one."

Without waiting for her response, Namjoon strode into the warm room. Seokjin was already reclining on a spacious sofa by the tall window. As Namjoon drew closer, his brother straightened up.

"I thought you weren't fond of tea from Shivermaw," Seokjin remarked as Namjoon settled into the soft armchair to the left of the sofa. Namjoon offered a faint smile, though it failed to reach his eyes.

"Not the tea itself," he clarified, crossing his long legs. "It's the Duchess I take issue with at Shivermaw. Their tea, on the other hand, is rather delightful. We receive the finest peppermint from them."

Seokjin scoffed and rolled his eyes, a broad grin spreading across his plump lips. "With the way you go on about Damaris, one might mistake you as eager to marry her," he teased, draping his arm over the back of the sofa. "Tell me, little brother, should I plead with mother to arrange your marriage to Damaris before I tie the knot with Woong?"

Namjoon's jaw clenched, his gaze hardening as memories of the pale-skinned Duchess flitted through his mind. "I've made my feelings regarding the Duchess abundantly clear," he retorted firmly.

Sensing his brother's seriousness, Seokjin relented, opting to examine his fingernails instead of pressing further on the subject of Shivermaw or Damaris. A wise choice.

"Father requested to see me," Seokjin stated, paying little heed to Namjoon's reaction. Namjoon's breath caught in his throat, and he couldn't help but shift uncomfortably in his seat.

It was unusual for the king to seek out his sons unless the matter at hand was of utmost importance. All the princes understood that their father harbored no intentions of relinquishing the throne until his last breath. However, as the eldest of the seven, Seokjin stood as the primary heir to the crown.

Namjoon was aware that his brother harbored no desire to ascend to the throne of Erydia. Seokjin often spoke of a future where he resided in a grand estate nestled among the glittering lights and bustling social circles of Starwell's most affluent districts.

He couldn't envision himself thriving in such a role as king. Leading a vast kingdom would confine him within the castle walls for the remainder of his days, forever striving to appease the populace while evading potential assassination attempts.

Moreover, Seokjin lacked the knowledge and fairness required to rule the kingdom wisely—an admission he had made on numerous occasions. Years ago, he had expressed his unwillingness to inherit the throne to their father, resulting in a violent outburst from the king that left Seokjin with bruises and a split lip.

Their father's health was deteriorating rapidly. Both Namjoon and Seokjin sensed an imminent change looming, one that could materialize the moment their father's health declined to a critical point.

They shared an unspoken understanding that their father's summons to Seokjin was likely to discuss matters of succession.

Namjoon drew in a deep breath, his unease settling like a weight in the pit of his stomach. "You'll seek me out immediately afterward, won't you?" he inquired, his gaze flickering up to his brother's face.

Seokjin's expression remained stony and unreadable, but Namjoon sensed fear and discomfort beneath the facade. His brother would be venturing into this meeting alone, without the support of his siblings, and that realization left Namjoon feeling cold.

"Of course," Seokjin replied, tearing his gaze away from his nails to fixate on the coffee table before them, adorned with a solitary vase of silk flowers.

"Who knows," Jin murmured, his gaze growing distant as his thoughts undoubtedly raced through every possible scenario between him and their father. "Maybe I'll manage to persuade him to designate you as next in line."

It was no secret among Namjoon and his brothers that he was not only the most competent candidate for the throne but also the only one truly willing to embrace the responsibility. It demanded a level of quick decision-making for which Namjoon was uniquely suited.

Furthermore, Namjoon was one of their father's favored sons. Yet, for some reason, the king remained fixated on appointing Seokjin as his heir.

Namjoon opted not to reply to his brother; they both understood the uphill battle ahead. Their conversation was interrupted by a soft knock at the door, drawing their attention. Seokjin perked up, inviting the visitor to enter.

A moment later a curvy redheaded maid entered, pushing a small silver cart, her head bent respectfully. She released the cart and stepped to the side, bowing her body deeply. "Tea, Sir." she murmured softly.

This maid wasn't the one Namjoon had addressed earlier, but he recognized her nonetheless. She had been a fixture in the castle for some time, long enough for him to recognize her by face.

He knew she performed her duties well, enough that he seldom needed to reprimand her like he occasionally did with other maids.

"Very well," Namjoon acknowledged, gesturing for the maid to proceed into the room. She moved swiftly, arranging the table with the items from the cart—a porcelain teapot adorned with swirling pink flowers, matching tea cups, a plate of ginger cookies, and a small tray of pickled cucumber sandwiches.

"The castle's winter specialty," Seokjin quipped, eyeing the sandwiches with amusement. "Looks like the fresh cucumbers from Esteria haven't arrived yet." He leaned back as the maid began preparing their tea. The aroma of peppermint wafted through the air, and Seokjin found himself relaxing as he savored the sharp scent, his mouth watering in anticipation.

Once the maid had completed her task, she bowed once more. Neither Namjoon nor his brother bothered to offer thanks; she understood her place, and gratitude from those of higher status was unnecessary.

As the maid exited the room, wheeling the now-empty cart with her, the door clicked shut behind her. Namjoon reached forward and poured tea from the pot, serving his brother first before tending to himself.

Seokjin reached for a cucumber sandwich, emitting a satisfied hum as he chewed. "Truly, we have the most exceptional kitchen in the entire kingdom," he remarked between bites. Food always managed to lift his spirits and as he ate, thoughts of his impending meeting with their father faded.

Namjoon toyed with the idea of teasing that their kitchen had to be the best, lest their mother "dispose" of them. However, the atmosphere had finally lightened, and he knew that any mention of the Queen would only dampen the mood once more.

Namjoon savored a small sip of his steaming tea, releasing a breath infused with the refreshing scent of mint. Despite any rivalry with the duchess, there was no denying that the tea she sent remained unrivaled within the castle walls.

A comfortable silence enveloped the room as the brothers relished their afternoon tea, a rare moment of tranquility amidst their busy lives. With Seokjin's impending wedding, such moments had become increasingly scarce. Though Namjoon missed these times, he refused to grant his brother the satisfaction of admitting it; Seokjin would never let him hear the end of it.

For the past week, a nagging sensation had settled in Namjoon's stomach, warning him of impending change. He had initially attributed it to their father's declining health, but a gnawing suspicion signaled something more ominous.

Shaking off his unease, Namjoon averted his gaze to the dark liquid swirling in his cup. Dwelling on uncertainties would serve no purpose now, not when he finally found solace in the company of his brother. Later, after dinner, he would seek counsel from the Healer in the hopes of easing his lingering concerns.

Maybe she would have some answers for him.

[manawari]

Girl, girl, we assumed "Wildest Dreams" to be Jinhae's anthem, but what about other ships? 👀 Any thoughts on which songs would fit them?

Hey! Do you know there's another song that can be Jinhae's anthem? Not Letting Go — You caught me at the end of all my rope. Show me all the light I'd never known. And I'm not letting, not letting go. Every wall I built for years you broke. Black and white world, you're a whole rainbow. And I'm not letting, not letting go~

And for other ships? Hmm, I have some ideas—

Choibaek:

"Strawberries And Cigarettes" by Troye Sivan → this is just a personal choice of mine. Particularly because of the "cigarettes" part which is associated with Jong-in a lot. And also, part of this song is a fic I will never get to write 😅. Plus, it's the whole ✨ vibe ✨ — Yoon-ho smelling strawberries and cigarettes in his suit after being in a car alone with Jong-in to release some pent up stress from work. Them realizing that they're more than just rivals, yet don't know how to act on it until they almost kiss, leaving Yoon-ho pray to give his heart a holiday. Plus, I'm a firm believer of Choibaek pining over each other intensely:>

"Taste" by Stray Kids → I BLAME STORM ON THIS ONE. She posted a video for the Solo Leveling Boyband AU, and since then, I can't imagine Choibaek having the same tension as this song has. Jong-in is literally a fire mage, don't you think he can make anything he touches hot?

"Don't let me love you" by Stray Kids → Storm sent me this when we were brainrotting about the Choibaek exes AU. I can imagine both Jong-in and Yoon-ho being in denial of their feelings because they're still stuck in the mindset of their rivalry and how much they hate each other.

Minlee:

"Enchanted" by Taylor Swift → this is technically my go-to Minlee anthem. Minlee is what I call "beautiful what-if" — two souls with shattered pasts had been brought together and healers who learned to heal each other. Romance between hunters is amazing and cool and breathtaking, but a romance between healers? It's like you're stepping into a shrine and you hear a distant echo of someone singing. I forever live with the fact that both Ju-hee and Byung-gyu will feel "enchanted" of meeting each other — can you imagine meeting someone who mirrors your soul and understands the pain you've gone through? Someone who won't let you break down again? Someone who won't make you worry?

Woozhi:

"Taste" by Stray Kids → need me to elaborate?

"Midnight Rain" by Taylor Swift → ZHIGANG IS SUNSHINE JIN-CHUL IS MIDNIGHT RAIN—

Sungyoo:

I can't remember a lot of songs that share the same vibe as Jin-ho and Jin-ah. Though, I imagine songs that are similar to "Paper Rings" — cute, sweet, fit for youthful romances like Jin-ah and Jin-ho.

Sungpark:

"Betelgeuse" by Yuuri → I'm not going to place the entire translated lyrics, otherwise the post would be too long than it should haha! Anyways, one of the stanzas that fit Ill-hwan and Kyung-hye: "we found each other, pulled towards each other, under the same sky. When we shine, we'll do it together, so we promised. Far and away, a never-ending Betelgeuse. Magic that connects one to another." — I don't think this needs to be elaborated either:')

Heeseok:

Yes. I can't get enough of this couple now! The more I think of Eun-seok, the more canon he feels. He's not some forgotten SL character to me anymore. Pairing him with Hee-jin just came out of the blue, but it's not like I'll be sorry when they already stole my heart from brainrots!

"Can't Stop Loving You" by Toya Takase (ft. Emi Noda) → fun fact: this is the song I used for inspiration in my 1st Heeseok fic under the same title. It gives me the idea that regardless of whatever Eun-seok is, Hee-jin can't bring herself to stop loving him, especially when he's still that cute gentle and kind hunter in spite of his flaws. You might not understand the whole lyrics, but you can feel the main point of the song, as well in the title:).

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I have an idea for you: around Christmas time, you always visit your family or (go on holiday, whatever you prefer) with Seokjin and your child but lately you and Jin have been having issues so even tho you're trying to keep things looking normal, there's a lot of tension and stuff during this holiday that'll either make or break your relationship this time, hm? 👀

sorry it took so long (like 5 years I think) but I finally did it. I almost left this on a super angsty level but it made me sad so I had to change the ending. Hope you enjoy.

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Christmas tension

Genre: angst

Word Count: 1443

Member: Jin

Warnings: postpartum depression

You and Jin had decided to go and see his family for the Christmas holidays. Part of you hated the idea. It was your first Christmas with your daughter, you just wanted to stay home with your own family. But instead, you both agreed to make the four-hour drive to see his family. After all, they still hadn’t met your 6-month-old daughter. And it was much easier to travel with her by car than by train. 

You put on a happy face, but you’re sure his family could sense the tension between the both of you. You’re sure they can hear your hushed arguments from the next room over. Life with your firstborn hadn’t been the life you both expected, especially not after the complicated birth. His family were aware of that, it had put such a strain on your body, mentally and physically. 

Over the past few months, you had begun to notice that you and Jin only really spoke when it was about your daughter. He noticed it too. And that's how you began to argue about such small things. But they weren’t small things, not to you anyway. 

His parents were nice enough to let you stay in their guest room, and they had cooed after your daughter so much it gave you a much-needed break to have some time to yourself.

But it wasn’t quite the break you needed. With all the excitement from new faces and many, many gifts, your daughter did not sleep easily that night, which meant neither did you. 

The day after Christmas you had already both agreed on an early start. Breakfast with the family and then hit the road to make it home by lunch. Maybe once your daughter fell asleep in the car, you could get some shut-eye also. 

You balanced your daughter on your leg with an arm tucked around her as you scoffed down your breakfast. She had been whining all morning, but as you bounce her, she begins to break into a full cry. 

You sigh in defeat, pushing your food away so you can hold her properly. 

“Maybe she’s hungry, dear.” Jin’s mother tells you. 

“No, I already fed her.”

“But you gave her that powdered stuff. She needs fresh milk.”

You can’t stop the frown that crosses your face. Was Jin’s mother taking a jab at how you’ve been feeding her? She doesn’t understand your struggles. It’s not your fault.

“Mum!” Jin’s brother calls from behind his coffee mug. “You can’t say that!”

“What? I’m just trying to help.”

“Ignore her Y/n, you’re doing great.”

You feel a pain in your chest. That’s the first time someone has said that to you. 

“She’s not hungry,” Jin’s father chimes in. “It’s a dirty nappy. She probably needs to be changed.”

You give a heavy sigh. 

“She’s just tired.” You can hear the anger creeping into your voice. 

“Hon,” You look at Jin. “Maybe take her out of the room for a bit?” He gives you a slightly stern look. 

You say nothing, exiting the room swiftly, leaving your barely-eaten food behind. 

You barely spoke for the remainder of your trip. You let Jin’s parents coo and cuddle over both him and your daughter as you sat in the passenger side, wanting nothing more than to go home. 

Finally, you were all buckled in for the long, quiet drive home, the air still filled with tension. 

—

You head downstairs after finally getting your daughter to sleep in her crib. You sigh heavily as you plop yourself onto the couch.

“So, are we just going to ignore what happened this morning?” Jin asks from the kitchen behind you. 

You tip yourself sideways to lie down and rub your tired eyes. 

“Which part?” You finally ask. 

“So you don’t remember getting snappy with my parents over breakfast?”

You sigh again. “Jin.”

“It was pretty disrespectful towards them, y/n.”

“Me, disrespectful?” You sit up and glare at him. “How about your mother telling me how I should be feeding my own daughter?”

“She was just trying to help.” He defends. 

“Yeah, you’re right,” you say sarcastically. “That’s more help than you’ve given me since she was born.”

“That’s not fair.”

“How is that not fair!? You’re always working! When was the last time you got her during the night and let me sleep?”

“You know how demanding my job is.”

“That’s no excuse to not be a father. You didn’t even try to defend me back there. You know I can’t breastfeed!” You bite your lip, hard, trying your best to hold back the tears. 

Jin’s blood begins to boil. First you were rude to his parents, now you call him a bad father. He can’t hold back his anger, raising his voice to match yours.

“How is that my fault?”

“Do you even hear yourself right now? Can’t you see that I’m struggling?”

He scoffs.

“How? How could you possibly be struggling? You don’t work. I buy you anything and everything you need. Is it really so hard to look after our daughter? Why can’t you just be a good mother?” He didn’t mean these words. He was just angry, and the situation was getting out of hand. 

“Because I hate her!” You scream at him, gesturing to your daughters room. “I hate her!” You feel a rush of words finding their way past your lips before your brain has time to register what's happening. 

“She doesn’t sleep, so I don’t sleep. And she cries all the time! And I never get any help because you’re always at work or away on business trips. And I can’t breastfeed because I’m always stressed, and I barely eat, yet I’ve gained so much weight, and I feel so ugly and my face has been breaking out. I can’t stop biting my nails. My back is killing me because she gets so damn fussy if I don’t hold her while I cook. I can’t even get 5 minutes to myself to take a goddamn shower! And I’m just so tired all the time and I-” You can’t stop the tears as they spill onto the floor. “I hate her!” You sigh in defeat. “I just hate her. I hate me.”

The room falls quiet. Not even your daughter stirs despite all the yelling. 

“Y/n.”

You’re both aware of what this is. Postpartum depression. Only, you’re still in denial about it. 

“It’ll be okay,” Jin tells you through his own tears. “We’ll book in to see a doctor first thing in the morning.” 

You feel a lump in your throat. Your chest heavy as you struggle to breathe. You shake your head.

“I can’t do this.” You mutter.

“Yes, you can. We’ll get through this.”

“No,” You shake your head again as you grab your jacket from the back of the couch. “No, I can’t do it anymore. I can’t stay here right now.” You pick up your keys and head for the door.

“Y/n!”

“I’m going to stay with a friend,” You mumble as you open the door. You turn to look at him once more. 

“I’m sorry Jin.”

“Wait!”

You close the door before any more of his words can reach your ears.

Jin picks up the closest item to him, one of your daughters plush toys, and hurls it at the wall. He runs his hands through his hair, grabbing fists full of it. How could he be so blind? So stupid? You needed him. You still do, now more than ever.  

He glances up toward your daughter's bedroom. It remains silent. He runs for the front door and throws it open, seeing you on the next landing, making your way down the stairs to the lobby. 

He rushes down the stairs, skipping every second step, and crashes into you from behind, wrapping his arms tightly around you and refusing to let go as he buries his face in your hair, soaking it with his tears. 

“Stay, please.” He begs you. 

You cling onto his arms like your life depends on it as you sob in his embrace. 

“I need you, more than anything. I won’t let you go. Please stay. We can get through this. But I need you with me.”

Your mind can’t process his words properly, only hear them.

“Okay.”

Refusing to let go of you, he leads you back upstairs to your apartment, his voice quiet as he tells you he will take time off work, go with you to the doctor, spend every second he can with his daughter and let you rest. 

Above all else, he promises to never let you go.

[cookiesuga55]

Holiday Fluff Yoonkook~

(I smashed this out (instead of studying) with a mug of hot chocolate and there is no plot but I hope you enjoy *kith*)

Holiday Fluff

Jungkook and Yoongi are unlikely roommates. Namjoon lived with his short hyung until Jin came into the picture and swept him away, tucking him into his apartment and leaving Yoongi with an empty extra room and way too much quiet to be okay.

That is, until Namjoon deposits one Jeon Jungkook on Yoongi's doorstep. Fresh in his third year of an undergraduate music degree, Jungkook brings so much noise into Yoongi's life that he starts chucking shoes at the wall separating their rooms just to tell the younger to stop playing the Justin Bieber Christmas album like it's the bible.

Aside from the constant pop music, Jungkook helps Yoongi in ways that he is eternally grateful for. He forces him out of bed every day (even if he hates it) just for Yoongi to tell him to turn down the goddamn tinny music screaming from his beat-up laptop, or to at least play it out of a proper speaker with actual bass. Jungkook forces Yoongi to eat two real meals a day by filling the apartment with delicious smells that have his stomach grumbling in a way that he can't ignore and tame with another cup of stale coffee. Jungkook has somehow even wrangled Yoongi into joining him in the online workout classes that he streams on their television.

God, he even has Yoongi humming along with the fucking Christmas music. There are led lights that kind of burn to look at haphazardly taped up around their flat like it's a psychotic scene from fucking Stranger Things. Yoongi grumbles and throws a fit, which only makes Jungkook giggle and his nose scrunch up.

It's nice.

Yoongi hasn't thought about the things that sometimes come crashing into his chest so hard that he can't breathe for... 5 months now. That might be the longest stretch ever. He finds himself enjoying the things he used to overlook... and he knows it's all thanks to a certain doe-eyed, exercise-obsessed little shit. One that Yoongi is finding he can't live without. Jungkook is like a stray cat that was left on his doorstep and wiggled its way into his life, just to become something so crucial to his everyday routine that the thought of Jungkook not being around leaves a gaping hole in Yoongi's chest.

He more than likes Jungkook, but the boy is so sweet and kind, and so damn happy that Yoongi doesn't want to drag him into his emotional bullshit. He resigns to keep those feelings to himself, even if it eats away at all color in his life that Jungkook keeps painting new layers on every day.

So when Jungkook packs up his bag by sitting on it to shut the zipper instead of actually folding his clothes, and Yoongi drives him to the train station, the emptiness that he faces back in their flat is deafening. Jungkook is home for a month off of school, and Yoongi is left with falling down string lights and the quiet snowfall outside of his window. The darkness comes creeping back in underneath his door, and threatens to wrap around him like the bedsheets that he really needs to detangle himself from and actually wash.

Cute texts from the younger act in place of motivation to get out of his room. The occasional voice memo of a new hummed melody have him cracking open his notebook and spilling out pages of words that maybe someday will get refined into lyrics. The day circled on their calendar (of Hottest Firemen 2022 that Jungkook somehow managed to sneak up on their kitchen wall) that reads "Jungkook returns" steadily creeps closer. Yoongi isn't even ashamed to admit that the dwindling moments until the younger comes back feels like a light at the end of a tunnel.

Yoongi drums his fingertips on the cold steering wheel as he waits for Jungkook to emerge from the train station. He nibbles on his chapped lower lip while he watches a black blob approach the frosted windows, and he unlocks the doors. Jungkook slides into the passenger seat and the car automatically feels warmer.

Jungkook is pink and rumpled from the cold. His nose is flushed underneath a thick scarf, with snowflakes clinging to his dark eyelashes, and Yoongi gets slammed with how beautiful Jungkook is. Even bundled in black like a dementor, he's glowing and giggling and asking Yoongi what he's been up to in the past few weeks.

Yoongi hears all about Jungkook's holiday back in Busan on the drive home. The talk of family and gifts and meals has his chest aching, but in a good way that brings a smile to his lips. He's so happy that Jungkook has a family to laugh with and absorb all of the love that the boy so obviously deserves.

Back home, Jungkook discards his snow-damp coat in a haphazard pile on the kitchen floor and flops onto the couch with a happy sigh. Yoongi endures jokes thrown at him about the bedraggled state of their apartment, and he hopes it doesn't scream of a month of depression. However, Yoongi takes it all with a bitten-back smile as he brews them mugs of Jungkook's favorite hot chocolate.

He turns the corner with the hot drinks and stops in his tracks.

This is the first time seeing Jungkook not wrapped in 20 layers. Jungkook is laying out with his eyes closed and he looks... different. His face is fuller, cheeks pink and round, and where his shirt falls around his waist, there is a defined curve pushing up. Yoongi blinks. An entire month of his mother's cooking has filled him out, and Jungkook has a layer of softness to him that Yoongi has never seen before. The kid has always been borderline sinful with his workout routines. Yoongi has only known Jungkook to be lean and padding around with a towel around his thin waist after a steamy shower. This Jungkook, apparently a soft rounded version of Jungkook that only surfaces at the holidays, has Yoongi's stomach clenching with heat and his mouth watering.

Jungkook's eyelids flutter open at the scent of the hot chocolate, and his dumpling cheeks bunch up in a smile. He props himself up on the couch. The squish at his waist is clearly visible underneath his tight t-shirt and it creases into a chubby belly that bulges at the bottom.

Yoongi's cheeks feel like they're on fire. Jungkook happily takes the cocoa and drinks up like his life depends on it. Yoongi can't stop staring and licking his lips as Jungkook happily prattles on about god-knows-what, and his tattooed hand subtly rests on his distended tummy, gently rubbing. Yoongi knows he shouldn't mention it. He knows it's rude to comment on someone's weight, especially when they've gained so much as to look properly chubby. But it's Jungkook that brings it up, and Yoongi's will snaps in half like the candy cane Jungkook is licking from his devoured mug of sugar and chocolate.

"I always gain so much weight when I go home, but I just can't help it. The food is too delicious to pass up." Jungkook pouts, and it's so cute that Yoongi wants to bite his cheek. He hums in what he hopes is nonchalance, and Jungkook fills the silence like he always does, spilling his thoughts with no filter. He sighs and crunches into his candy cane.

"God, I know I've gotten fat, but it just feels so nice? I'm dreading starting my new year's workout routine." His hand gives his belly a pat. Yoongi might be actually salivating as he watches the bulge in his middle give a little happy jiggle.

The broken words fall out of him before he can even stop them. "You look good, Kook-ah... Soft and pretty."

The realization of what he just said hits after a long beat of quiet, and his cheeks catch on fire at the stare Jungkook is piercing him with.

"What?" Jungkook's voice is a little squeaky, and Yoongi wants to die. Melt on the spot, bury himself alive. He did not just say that. He looks away and fumbles with his untouched cocoa, the mug now cold in his stiff hands. He gives another little hum and an awkward lift of his shoulders. Maybe he can get out of it if he ignores what he just so stupidly said.

He makes to get up. The shared blanket around his legs acts like shackles that he has to detangle himself. It's just enough time for Jungkook to grab his wrist. Fuck. Yoongi is so fucked.

"You think... I'm pretty?" Jungkook gives a tug, and Yoongi stares somewhere left of his ear. He gives another uncomfortable shrug of his shoulders, but his face feels so hot that he knows it isn't convincing. Jungkook's voice hardens, in the way that Namjoon's does when he tells him to get the fuck up out of his misery and take a shower.

"Hyung." Shit. Yoongi meets Jungkook's eyes. They're big and brown and practically alight with hope, even if his voice is demanding. "Answer me."

Yoongi knows he is going to his grave, but he gives a slight nod. His gaze falls to Jungkook's hand firmly around his wrist. "You're always pretty Jungkookie, but... especially right now..."

Jungkook finishes his words for him after a pause. "Because I'm fat."

Yoongi flinches. Hearing it like that sounds so harsh. Ugly. He shakes his head no and corrects. "Because you're soft. Well-loved. Happy."

Jungkook's breath hitches. Yoongi isn't sure what to do with himself. He's standing there like a stone in a river, and Jungkook is looking up at him like he just confessed. Maybe he did. Yoongi's head isn't working right.

Yoongi watches with his teeth sinking into his lip as Jungkook gently removes the mug of cold chocolate from his grip. He tugs insistently on his wrists and Yoongi stumbles towards him.

"Hyung, get down here," he's grinning, and Yoongi isn't sure why, but Jungkook's eyes are glittering in that way that can never mean anything except trouble.

He lets himself be tugged right into Jungkook's lap. He's pulled into pillowy soft squish that has his hands aching to touch. A nearly imperceptible whine builds in his throat, but it's all that Jungkook needs to push his tongue into the inside of his cheek and look like he just won the lottery, eyes lidded as he analyzes Yoongi's expression.

"I never thought that you liked big guys, hyung," he teases. "Never knew you were a chubby chaser."

Yoongi's cheeks alight again, and it gives him the fire he needs to smack Jungkook's shoulder and retaliate, "I'm not, you little shit."

Jungkook cackles with his head thrown back, and it breaks the palpable tension between them like a string. Yoongi's muscles relax, and he realizes that Jungkook is guiding his hands up under his shirt. "Fine. You're not," he teases up at him, "but if you were, I'd let you feed me dinner and feel my belly get full. But you're not. So I won't."

Jungkook pushes Yoongi's palms into his middle. His heart races in his chest. Yoongi's cold hands sink into silky warm skin. There is a thick layer of fat sitting inside Jungkook's waist, and it's so fucking delicious that he almost groans.

Yoongi can't help it. He grips the chub and feels it squish between his fingers, so decadent and soft, warm and sweet just like Jungkook is. A content sounds bubbles up from the younger, and Yoongi's gaze flicks back up to the brown doe-eyes. Jungkook's cheeks are flushed rosy and his tongue slowly licks his lips.

"...and you'd like that?" Yoongi's voice comes out scratchy and deep. He experimentally rubs his thumbs into his padded waist. "You're... into that? Being fed... g-gaining weight?" He squeezes his soft sides and watches as the blush creeps across Jungkook's nose. He looks shy now that he's actually being touched, and the heat in Yoongi's core is blooming with pleasure.

The nod is almost not even a nod, and it's not good enough for Yoongi. He lets his fingernails bite into the chub filling his hands and narrows his eyes. "Use your words Jungkookie. Hyung won't do anything without your consent." Jungkook's blush darkens, and he nods much more obviously, whispering, "Y-yes, hyung. I like that. I like getting fat. A-always have... s-secretly. L-love the holidays because of it."

Yoongi softens his gaze and his grip. He slides his palms up Jungkook's warm sides, around to his curved front, and pets down his belly. Jungkook's eyelids flutter. Yoongi whispers back with pure honesty, "I love seeing you soft and chubby like this. You're even more beautiful than usual, Kook-ah. I've always enjoyed... admiring," his lips tilt up and he gives the sides of his tummy a soft pat. Jungkook whimpers.

"A-Admiring? But not... feeding?" Jungkook's voice shakes. Yoongi wants to positively coo over him. But he needs him to understand.

"You're very special to me, Jungkookie. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or ruin our friendship. The fact that I like watching pretty boys chub up online doesn't give me any right to take advantage of you."

Jungkook's warm palms slide up the sides of Yoongi's thighs, and he swallows. "B-but what if... I wanted you to?" He looks up at him shyly from beneath his long eyelashes. "What if I was asking you to, hyung? W-would you enjoy that... with me? Feeding me... Loving me so much that I grow?"

Something akin to a growl rumbles embarrassingly in his throat, and Jungkook makes a little squeak just like a bunny. But he's smiling. Jungkook is smiling so big and bright and pleased like Yoongi has already said yes.

"Fuck, Jungkookie," Yoongi feels one wrong step from tumbling off of a cliff. How did they even get here? "You're sure?"

Jungkook grabs Yoongi's hands and pushes them against his softer chest. He can feel the younger's heart pounding against his palms. Jungkook speaks so confidently that Yoongi's knees would give out if he was standing. "Oh. I'm sure. Hyung, I've dreamed about you fattening me up for months. I just never knew you might like that too."

Yoongi groans. He loses it. He bends down and presses his chapped lips to Jungkook's waiting strawberry ones. Jungkook's mouth is so sweet and soft. It stretches into a smile before he's eagerly kissing him back.

"Kook-ah," Yoongi bites his lower lip, unable to keep his feelings inside, "I like you so much more than I know is healthy. You're offering me my darkest desire with the sweetest boy like you're spreading out on a fucking silver platter for me to enjoy however I like."

Jungkook excitedly nibbles back at his mouth, face tilted up and hands keeping Yoongi firmly against him. He giggles, cute and soft and inviting. "I like you too Yoongi-hyung. I've been so bad at hiding it. I thought you knew. Didn't all of my texts and voice memos give it away?"

"More like they kept me alive," Yoongi confesses and runs his fingers through Jungkook's silky dark hair, letting it spill around his hands. "Fuck, you're so perfect." He pulls back from the kiss and takes in Jungkook's expression. How his lips are swollen, his cheeks chubby and pink, and his eyelids fluttering in pleasure.

When Jungkook opens them, his pupils are dilated, and he shivers at the praise. It makes Yoongi grin. He wants to pour more over him. Jungkook licks his lips and whines, "I dreamed of you so much over the holidays. I dreamed that it was you making me chubby."

He wants to nip and bite at Jungkook's pink mouth again. Instead, he exhales, and kisses each cheek, trying to tamp the fire inside of him.

He looks into Jungkook's eyes and smiles like a fool, gums and all.

"Well, Jungkookie... now you don't have to dream anymore."

[sizzlingpatrolfox]

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Agree with all the things....but i also think that it's okay for a couple to spend their holidays with other friends and family especially when you see your supposed bf wayyy more than you see your family so even if jkk would have been bf/bf and jk said No to again go to a trip during their break it's fine. They always travel outside the country with the grp together so it's not like they don't get time to spend outside the country together but they Hardly get any time with their family given how tight their schedules have always been. Members have said it that they spend more time with grp than ever with the family so even IF they would have been a couple it would have been fine.

About jm-jk travel show i don't think making a travel show just for the two members before their solo era would have been possible or fair to other members. They always have had a tight schedule as a group and they never did any solo projects (fuck bighit for pushing that ot7 for so long) so a travel show just for the two members out of nowhere or just because the two members wanted it was impossible. It also would have gotten alot of hate as how the comapny is pushing only two members and doing things for them only when other members are there too. I think it simply would have Been impossible given bighit hardly ever let them have any solo projects. Having a photoshoot or song as a subunit is far different than having a whole travel show just for that unit + pretty unfair to other members.

The travel show is happening now is yes because the company wants it now because they wants that content for the fandom to engage with in members' absence, and for the show to happen the comapny is the one which has to agree and not just jkk so yeah the companies involvement is there in most of the things they do Cause they can't setup a show just by themselves right?

At the end of the day the show is happening because both jm-jk agreed to it cause no matter how much the company force them to do they atleast have a say in it if they have wants to or not cause this is again a show for just two people and not the entire group so i do believe they could have denied it and the company could gain more money if it was a tk show than anything else. pjms, Jjks, tkkrs and many ot7 literally no one wants this show so it's very Least beneficial for them to make a show just based on one grp of people that is jkkrs and some ot7s. Why would they chose a pair that's literally most hated in the grp?? Even a vmin show could have done it as almost everyone loves them together. I'm sure they knows what goes inside the fandom so choosing s pair that get's so much hated wouldn't have been a smart choice if it was just about "content" and "money" so I'll say the show is happening because jm-jk wants it and not just because of the company.

I do think tae might join/appear in jeju trip if that trip was anything related to the travel show.

and anon shippers change their narratives Just like someone changes clothes. They try to convince themselves that their ship is real by making up the scenarios that'll fit it the situation. They don't feel shame if they turned out wrong they just wanna make themselves believe their ship is real so even if they'll have to change the plot for that many times they'll do it cause they're shameless like that.

"About jm-jk travel show i don't think making a travel show just for the two members before their solo era would have been possible or fair to other members."

Wrong tbh.

The company sent Jungkook to do the world cup opening performance after telling FIFA the others had enlisted. Was it fair to them? Not even Jin had enlisted when that happened.

Taehyung did in the soop with wooga, showed up in one of their MVs and in some show, too.

I get it about family and friends and all that, but that could also be true even if they weren't dating. They still saw each other as BTS members a lot, so them being a couple or not changes nothing in terms of how much they saw of each other during the days the group was active. If they wanted to travel as friends, they could've also done that. Not to mention that Jimin has introduced Jungkook to pretty much of all his friends.

Taekook were spending so much time together last year that we knew of (I'm sure there were also times we never heard about), and they still traveled together to snowboard or whatever with wooga squad. They spent a lot of time together this year too and again, Taehyung was also in Jeju.

Jungkook has been hanging out a lot with his same age friends at his home, or out and about in Seoul. Even celebrated his birthday with them. They also traveled together while seeing each other a lot.

Of course they had to agree to it, but my point was jikookers saying they went there as some kind of trip down memory lane and they themselves specifically chose the place and timing. Which is pure fantasy and imagination.

I've said that it was all timed with Jungkook's activites.. lo and behold, Jungkook did have a solo schedule in Japan. I can't say if the recording of the performance was arranged before or after they decided to film in Japan, tho the obvious guess is that the performance was arranged first and then the trip was scheduled accordingly to Jungkook's gig.

So, that was the point. Not even talking about BTS but musicians, actors, celebrities in general always have their schedules lined up and most of the time they don't really decide when something is happening. I'm not sure they decided when this trip was happening, either. And I doubt it has anything to do with enlistment because if you look back, there weren't many windows of time in which they weren't working.

[shanastoryteller]

Happy happy holidays 🎁🎉🕎🎄❄☃️ As always, I’d love some more of thee MDZS Identity Porn (with the masks and LWJ getting jealous of all of his husband’s “husbands”) (Or JC traveling back in time?) Thanks!

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Nie Huaisang has spent most of the banquet fluttering back and forth between his brother and Meng Yao, stroking and then soothing Nie Mingjue's anger by turns.

At this point, Lan Wangji can't help but find himself wholly unsympathetic to Nie Mingjue's plight. Meng Yao has his husband's trust and care and whatever friction he'd experienced in the Nie is lacking in the Burial Mounds.

The more formal portion of the night has faded and people are intermingling and drinking and spread throughout the Jin gardens and main hall.

Wen Qing spends the evening drinking and scowling and unsubtly putting as much distance between herself and Jiang Wanyin as possible.

Lan Wangji had gotten so caught up talking with his brother and other Lan, now that it's socially permissible to do so, that it takes him a while to notice that his husband is missing.

It takes him significantly less time to notice that Nie Huaisang is missing too.

His face drops into a scowl that he's afraid he's learned from Wen Qing. Xichen blinks then his eyebrows push together in concern. "Wangji?"

He forces his face to smooth out. "Apologies, brother. It's nothing."

Xichen raises an eyebrow then leads him away from the others with some murmured excuses that they pretend to believe. “Go on.”

“It’s fine,” he insists, then under his brother’s unwavering gaze swallows down his embarrassment to say, “The Yiling Patriarch and I have a political marriage.”

“Yes,” Xichen agrees in puzzlement before his faces darkens. “If he is behaving dishonorably-”

“He had a life before me, Xichen,” he says. “His personal and political interests are simply not aligned.”

Not completely. He had flustered Wei Wuxian before. He’s never seduced anyone before, but Wei Wuxian seems as if he’d be amenable, if only he can figure out how to do it.

Xichen looks at him carefully before his mouth tips up on the side. “This is displeasing to you. That the Patriarch’s interest in you is not personal.”

He flushes but gives a single nod.

There’s clear amusement in his tone now. “So he is handsome under the mask then?”

“Xichen,” he says, helpless and a warning at once. He’d spoken in generalities all evening, unwilling to reveal any of the particulars about the clan he’s married into, even to his brother. Meng Yao and Wen Qing are correct. Their clan will have to come more fully into the public soon but that’s Wei Wuxian’s decision, not his.

Well, realistically it’s Meng Yao’s, considering it seems as if Wei Wuxian would happily keep[ their clan in the shadows forever.

“Do you promise it’s not terrible?” Xichen continues, the teasing gone and just leaving gentle concern in its place. “You weren’t just saying that so the others wouldn’t worry? The burial mounds is such a horrible place. I hate thinking of you there.”

The burial mounds are beautiful.

It holds their village and their people and lush fields and thriving crops. There’s soft greys and blue skies and every horrible part of it is underneath his husband’s control and he would never, ever let that horror touch the people he’s sworn to protect.

“It’s not what it looks like on the outside,” he says finally. “The Patriarch isn’t either. You’ll understand when you see it.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” Xichen says.

[irishhorse-blog]

Vminies also ignore Taennie. Some said at the start of the leaks, they were more scared of Taennie proving Vmin is not real, then Jikook or TK, but they still adopted the same mentality Tkk did, the more leaked pics came out & then after paris, they double downed on Vmin like tkk did with TK, to keep their ships alive. They're convinced Tae was wearing that shirt with JIM on it at the airport, after the leaks, confirming he loves Jimin, but how Jn eventually ruined Vmin's closeness & Face is about Jm's anger over Taennie & why Tae was silent about Face, cause it was awkward for Tae to hype it. And Layover is about Tae apologizing to Jm about Jn/Paris & why Vmin were suddenly super close again after Layover & Tae confirmed Vmin with Fri(end)s cause he wants to move forward as more then Friends with Jm. I don't exactly fault them for thinking some of this, cause Tae has said sus things about Jm in the past & could've chosen any song & title he doesn't share with Jm already. but that's Typical troll Tae tho. He likes to keep shippers guessing & they all eat it up lol.

The point still stands. Vminies are hypocrites, who act holier than thou, esp toward jkk. I wonder why. Maybe because at the end of the day, they can't explain why Jikook showed off a Hickey in Tae's face & bragged about it, the same way Tkk can't explain it & neither can explain why Jikook enlisted with each other over Tae or explain why Jikook spend couple holidays together over Tae. The struggle is real for Tkk & Vmin shippers no matter what analysis they come up with, cause they both have a common threat that isn't going away. JIKOOK. They should focus their energy on Taennie & just be happy for Tae, cause the poor guy looked really happy with her, esp when he was walking through the airport to go see her in Paris, but they're selfish shippers & don't care.

I'll be honest, I adore Troll!Tae. He says and does things to rile up and infuriate shippers of every kind, and he's even said and done sus things regarding Jin and Suga, because he knows about Taejin and Taegi. He lurks everywhere, he knows what ARMY is up to, and we can't forget that the line of moon phases down Jimin's back came from fanart that Tae sent to him. That means Tae cruises through fanart posts, too.

Vminnies and TKKs and all the other ships are hateful of Jikook because it's undeniable. I really hope that when the time comes when the guys go public with their partners (including Tae and his GF, whoever she ends up being), the cultists and the shippers resist the urge to be their excessively toxic selves. Death threats to someone just because a Tannie loves them is absolutely bonkers. Don't they realize that if they hurt the object of a Tannie's affection, they're hurting the Tannie, too? That includes death threats to other members like Jimin, poor soul, who gets so much shit it's unreal.

Other shippers need to just stay in their lanes. They can be crazy on their own time.

[jjungkookislife]

Another hfth drabble 🥳😍☺️ I missed the gang and my main couple 🥰 The return of Jinnie’s cursed playlist 😂 Idk but I actually wouldn’t mind a car ride with him but I guess I understand Jk just wanting alone time with MC 😏 And he’s also so cute sulking for not being the favorite anymore, i think it’s MC at this point with Jimin just being a close second lol 😂 The random petting!!! I also hate it when I see random people try to pet other people’s dogs without permission, like they’re entitled to it or something. And then when they get bitten or what, they act as if as if they’re a victim 🙄 It just irks me, sorry for the rant 😅 And I just love that Jk showed her his childhood diner (it’s a diner, right?) that their family always went to, cause he’s including her in another family tradition 🥺 And can I just say, I love how the drabbles are just how they spend different holidays. Just like how the title states, they’re always home for the holidays or atleast celebrating it together with friends and/or family. Just love that. Celebrating Easter like this always fascinated me cause in my country, it’s more of a traditional Christian holiday and not this egg-hunting one. Can I ask, if it’s alright, why you guys celebrate it? And is it just like a get-together where you hunt for these eggs? Sorry, the internet just gives so much info that I wanted to ask someone that actually celebrates it or atleast has firsthand experience on celebrating it like that. And excuse me, “almost-lovers”?!?!? I need more info on this 😳 And not Yoonie’s “These are mine!”, acting like a territorial greedy kitten 🤣 I really miss him 😭

And I see you read a story from @/jimlingss, I really like their work too. I just remembered how much I loved their stories cause the story ideas were so unique ☺️

Anyways, I really loved this update, thank you again for sharing it with us. I really love reading about this couple, the gang, and the Jeon family and the happenings after the main story. It’s fun to see all the shenanigans and the lovey-dovey scenes that it makes me always look forward to it every time you gift us a drabble from this story. I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate your works and the effort you put in them 🥰 I hope you are doing well and not overworking yourself 💜

I enjoyed writing them for Easter brought back a lot of good memories of my childhood. This one was very self-indulgent 😅

I’d be down for a road trip with them lmao we’d need a big van and lots of snacks and Jin on with his playlist. There’s a tiktok I saw ages ago of where the creator would put the boys and why and if I can find it I’ll link it here later on 🤣

But yeah I just wanted an excuse to write “egg-stra special” 🤣🤣🤣

I will eventually get JK and MC on his motorcycle at some point though! I needed him to have his car for the diner 👀 and definitely MC is the favorite now! Aera loves her and Saraí as daughters and Minji adores MC so much bc that’s her baby now 🥰 I always imagined a loving family and in laws so again self indulgent 😅

The diner is something I went to growing up. My parents went there before they met and continued to do so after and I took my husband there as well. It’s also near the church I went to as a child and we’d head there for lunch after.

The part with Luna happened to me and we were both shocked. This random man came up to me 10 years ago and put his hand in my dog’s mouth and asked if she bites. When I tell you I was dumbfounded and so was my dog 💀

Ah the Easter thing, I called my mom/family holiday!catholics bc it was the only time we were in church 😅 for my family it was about getting together and the Easter egg hunt was for the kids. We’d either buy the eggs or go to my grandmother’s house to dye eggs and stuff them with confetti.

I hope I can sprinkle a little more taejin in the next one lol they fight like nobody’s business but they could be flirting 👀

I absolutely loved their story! I have to read more but I’ve been trying to balance reading fanfics and books and writing and video games and tv shows and it’s a lot lol I’ve been trying to read shorter fics for the past few months but I have a long lists of long fics I’d love to get into 👀

Thank you so much! I appreciate it and I always look forward to seeing your reaction 💜 I hope you’re doing well 💖

[purplesurveys]

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Do you ever worry about your future? (i.e.: college, marriage, kids, etc) Not really. I think I've mostly learned how to have an "accept whatever's coming" mindset, which might sound lazy but it helps a lot in, like, not being constantly paranoid. If anything what I only find myself thinking about repeatedly is the future in the context of my parents – will I be the child who'll live with them when they get old, would they ever get seriously sick, etc.

Does your family use coasters? Is anyone in your family excessively tidy? We don't; we just use the placemats for glasses. My mom is very tidy and very particular and very uptight with neatness...but somehow that doesn't translate to coasters haha. We manage fine without.

What’s your least favorite chore to do around the house? Do you have to do this often? Ironing. Its optionality is what makes it burdensome for me lol, if that makes sense. I don't always have to do it in every laundry cycle so when I do, it feels like an additional chore.

If you went to your mom/dad or whoever you live with and said “hey, I’ll clean the whole house if you give me 20 bucks” would they go for it? Would you raise the price? 100% they will just laugh at me for asking money when they know I'm already perfectly capable of earning my own, haha.

Are you usually late, early or right on time? Usually right on time, or anywhere between 1-5 minutes late.

If you wrote a journal entry about your last date, what would it say? I can't remember when my last date was.

On a scale of 1 to 5 how organized are you? I'm like a 6 at work and a solid 2.5 anywhere else.

Name a movie you can watch over and over again and not be bored with? Roman Holiday or Two for the Road.

Do you wear pajamas to places other than at your house? Apart from the house and accommodations like hotels and Airbnbs, nope.

Do you take showers in the morning or at night more? Morning. It needs to be the first thing I do every morning, otherwise it won't feel right when I work.

What is the wallpaper on your cellphone? Lockscreen is Namjoon at a museum; home screen is the latest OT7 selfie from Jin's first day out the military. It's the one where Hobi has clearly been drinking because his entire face is red, lol.

Do you still have your tonsils? Yes.

What is the worst thing someone has ever done to you? Told me I'm worthless, unworthy of love, a burden etc. Idk I blocked everything from my memory but that's essentially the idea.

Have you ever gone nude/streaked in public? No thanks.

Do you snore? Steal the covers? Roll around in your sleep? I snore sometimes, which is the most noteworthy thing I do when sleeping tbh. Otherwise I barely move and always wake up nearly in the same position I fell asleep in.

Why aren’t you with the person you love? I'm not romantically interested in anyone.

Could you go out in public looking like you do now? Yeah. I was supposed to be out for an event but this typhoon did not shut the fuck up all day. Internet's out, landline's out, and even cell signal was mostly out inside the house so I've been working from my car and didn't have time to change out of my event clothes.

Do you like the rain? Love the rain.

What is your mom listed under in your phone? Just her number. LOL. It's a running gag now tbh; it's hilarious when people see it and are shocked when they find out I don't have my mom officially saved, so because the reactions are always priceless I've kept it that way.

Do you like going to the dentist? Yeah it's fine but I just hate when they use that sandpaper thing to aggressively wedge in my teeth gaps. Makes me so paranoid.

Are you afraid of speaking to large audiences? Not usually. I'll be fine if I know what to say.

Are you afraid to tell the truth sometimes? Sure.

What’s one quality about yourself that you feel sets you back but also helps you? Gosh. Uh...maybe liking my alone time a little too much, I guess? I could benefit more by joining communities, signing up for hobby classs and workshops like painting and pottery, and meeting new people...but idk. I'm also just as content staying my shell when I want to.

Was anyone who had been in your company today in a bad mood? It was just me and the rain today.

The last time you felt sick what exactly was wrong? Food poisoning. Drank bad milk.

What did you do today? Weathered through work despite the nearly-nonexistent signal and carried out the most stressful event ever (it was a face-to-face that needed to be redone and repackaged into a Zoom event with uhh *checks watch* barely 2 hours of prep). I should feel proud but now I just kind of feel bad because I was tense and stressed all day and could have spoken more nicely to some colleagues who kept getting stuff wrong. I didn't humiliate them or say bad words or anything lol but the perpetual people pleaser in me just doesn't like showing that I'm angry. Idk. It's hard to balance being firm and gentle.

[lansplaining]

[one part of a chengqing holiday rom com for as many days of december and uhhh maybe january as i feel like] [previous part]

Small mercies: there was a parking place right outside Jin Ling’s preschool. Still no word from Jin Guangyao, though, which was a bad sign. If he wasn’t responding to texts and emails within a minute of receiving them, it either meant he was composing a multi-paragraph reply, had no service, or was so busy he literally had his hands full. 

“You’re okay to wait?” Jiang Cheng said as he pulled in, and Wen Qing waved her phone.

“I’ve got plenty of emails,” she said. 

“Thanks,” Jiang Cheng said for about the thousandth time since they left the school. He slid out of the car and hurried into the preschool, which was all decked out in paper Christmas trees and other holiday decorations clearly made by the kids. Maybe he could calm Jin Ling down afterwards by asking him to point out which one he’d made. 

Inside, the receptionist was clearly waiting: she was on her feet almost before he was in the door.

“I’m very sorry,” she said. Jiang Cheng waved her off. 

“Where is he?” 

She led him on the now-familiar route back to the little nurse’s office, where Jin Ling was curled up in one corner of the nurse’s cot, his knees pulled up to his chest and his face pressed against them. One of the assistants was sitting on the opposite edge of the cot, trying to coax him out. He peeked up when the door opened, then threw himself off of the cot almost before Jiang Cheng had time to open his arms.

“Jiujiu!” 

“So what happened?” Jiang Cheng demanded over Jin Ling’s head. 

“We were talking about different winter holiday traditions,” the assistant said. “And, well... Mo Ziyuan said that his parents told him that Santa talked to them to make plans for Christmas Day. And then...” She sighed and lowered her voice to a whisper, hardly more than mouthing the words, though Jiang Cheng was pretty sure he already knew where this was going. “--he asked if that meant Jin Ling wouldn’t get any presents. We spoke to him, of course,” he added quickly at Jiang Cheng’s glare. “Jin Ling was understandably upset, but resorting to biting--” 

Jiang Cheng sighed. “Yeah. You can’t bite people, kid.” Much as he also felt like biting Mo Ziyuan. 

“We gave them some time apart and then gave them a chance to apologize, which Ziyuan did and Jin Ling...” She paused to search for the word. “...did not.” 

“Bit him again?”

“Ah, yes.” 

“A-Ling--” Jiang Cheng began, and Lin Jing yelled, “I hate him!!” 

The assistant looked like she wanted to say something asinine like that isn’t a nice thing to say, but Jiang Cheng quelled her with a glare. He hoisted Jin Ling into his arms and said, “Come on, we’ll go see your shushu. I hope you’re going to be having a conversation with the Mos, too.”

“Of course, don’t worry,” the assistant said. “We’ll see you tomorrow.” 

Jiang Cheng pressed Jin Ling tightly to him as he strode out of the school. As they passed through the lobby, his phone finally buzzed, and he had to shift around to try and fish it out of his pocket. He couldn’t open it, but didn’t need to-- the message preview from Jin Guangyao was enough: In Vancouver. Should be home by... 

What the hell was he doing in-- whatever, it didn’t matter. Jiang Cheng started to slide the phone back into his pocket, but Jin Ling had perked up and was making grabby hands for it. With another sigh, and against his better judgment, Jiang Cheng handed it over, and Jin Ling pulled up his favorite game with a skill that Jiang Cheng frankly still found somewhat chilling. And guilt-inducing: a-jie would never have let him develop that kind of facility with a screen at this young age. 

Wen Qing had gotten out of the car and was talking to someone on the phone. Jiang Cheng slowed his step, trying to give her time to wrap up the conversation before he got there if she needed to, but she didn’t notice him before he was close enough to hear her. 

“--seriously, A-Ning.” She was frowning, but making her voice light. “There’s no reason for us both to spend Christmas in a hotel. You know how cheap uncle can be, it isn’t very nice. Stay with popo and... well, you know how he gets around the holidays anyway, he needs you.” She paused, listening. “Yeah, I’ll--”

She looked up and saw Jiang Cheng and Jin Ling approaching. “I’ve got to go. We’ll talk tonight. Bye, A-Ning.” 

“Everything okay?” Jiang Cheng couldn’t help but ask.

“Yes,” she said quickly. “Just fine. Just my brother.”

“Who are you?” Jin Ling demanded before Jiang Cheng could reply. Wen Qing lifted her brows. 

“I’m Wen Qing,” she said. “I’m friends with your uncle. You must be Jin Ling.” 

“Why are you here?” 

“I heard you were having a bad day,” she replied, unfazed by what even Jiang Cheng could describe as a bratty tone. “After this, we have to go to work.”

“About that,” Jiang Cheng said. “I’m really sorry, but his uncle is out of town. Is there any chance of postponing the tour?”

“Well,” she said wryly. “That shouldn’t be a problem. My uncle has asked me to stay here in town for another week.”

Ah. That explained the conversation about a hotel over Christmas. But that was none of Jiang Cheng’s business, so he just nodded. “I really appreciate it. I’m really sorry.” 

Wen Qing shook her head. “It’s unavoidable. You’re doing what you need to do, I can appreciate that.” 

“Thanks.” And for whatever reason, he really did feel like she understood. It felt... nice. Not to have to worry once again that he’d gotten his priorities wrong, misbalanced everything. “Well, A-Ling. It’s you and me today?”

Jin Ling instantly perked up. “We get a Christmas tree?” 

Oh for God’s sake. He must have made some kind of face, because Wen Qing-- laughed. He looked over at her in surprise, and found she was still smiling. Something about that smile clearly knocked loose something essential in his brain, because what he found himself saying was, “Yeah, we’ll get a Christmas tree. Want to come?”