#lee! Jin

[saturnzskyzz]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒌𝒏𝒂𝒆

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𝓛𝓮𝓮:

・Seokjin

・ brief Jungkook & Yoongi

𝓛𝓮𝓻:

・Jungkook

・Taehyung

・brief Namjoon & Jimin

・w/ Hoseok

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦:

BTS were given missions to accomplish in less than 30 minutes. Easy right?

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠:

・ Tickling

This fanfiction is solely inspired by this video. The dialogue I have for this fanfic has nothing to do with what they originally said and done in the video. I couldn’t find it from BangtanTV, so my deepest apologies!!

Enjoy!

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BTS were given missions that they needed to complete before the time that was announced was up. Could they all complete their missions? Who knew. But as far as the maknae knew, he wanted to be a menace to his members.

He was given a mission; but in order for him to complete it is that he needed to be extra careful, or things could go terribly wrong. He knew he could do it!

With his power of being the youngest, and the most chaotic of the bunch, he knew just the thing to win this challenge, and that was by interrupting and annoying the ever living hell out of his members.

﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏

He bumped into Namjoon, seeing that he was peacefully setting up Domino’s next to a piano.

“Heyy, Namjoon! What have you got here?" Jungkook asked, pointing at the obvious stacks of Domino pieces lined up.

"It's nothing, jk! Ihi'm just setting something up for.. Someone.!" Namjoon said quickly, watching his every move. He knew what Jungkook was up to, and he was not in the mood for it.

"Aww, but You look like you're having fun. Lemme help!" Jungkook said. He walked closer to Namjoon, getting ready to crouch down to reach for the domino piece that was already up.

"Oh NO you dohon't! Leave me alone!" Namjoon turned away from his objective, and pushed Jungkook by the chest, watching him fall backwards and onto the ground.

Jungkook caught himself in time before fully smacking his bottom on the ground. He then put his hand over his chest to empathize the dramatic gasp that came out of his mouth.

"You did NOT just do that!" Jungkook said sarcastically. He was about to crawl up to Namjoon and just push him into the set of domino's, but then he got another idea.

"I'll show you!" Jungkook said while getting up. He stormed out of the hallway, and into the main room where Taehyung and Yoongi were at. He saw Taehyung dancing to what appeared to be Dynamite. He also saw Yoongi sitting peacefully at the furthest corner of the main room, having his eyes closed and his arms crossed infront of him.

He decided that Tae was gonna be his minion. He had already assumed that Yoongi's mission was to stay quiet the entire thirty minutes, so he ran up to Tae to stop him from dancing.

"No!! Lehet me dance!" Taehyung said, now acting small with Jungkook behind him with his arms around his torso.

"Let's take an egg from Jin, Hyung!" Jungkook said as he pulled Taehyung along.

Taehyung silently followed suit, following Jungkook to where Seokjin was sitting. The oldest was pealing the egg shells carefully to place them in a seperate bowl.

"Heyy Jin! We would like to borrow an egg, if that's okay with you!" Jungkook said non-convincingly. He showed Seokjin his signature bunny smile, hoping that the oldest would give in almost immediately.

"No way! I need these eggs. Go find yourself something else." Seokjin said, going back to pealing the egg that was in his hand.

Jungkook swung his head slightly from side to side while blurting out an exaggerated 'tsk' at his hyung. He then gave Tae a look that was filled with mischief. Taehyung knew what he was planning, and he was all up for it!

Knowing what Jungkook was up to, Taehyung quickly walked over to Seokjin with the oldest's back facing in front, and swiftly put his arms under Seokjin's underarms and pulled him away from the bowl.

"WHA-?! Hey! Taehyung! Let me peel these eggs in peace!- JUNGKOOK?! Give me bahack my eggs!! Where are you taking those?!" Seokjin was in disbelief when he saw the youngest run away with his bowl of eggs. How could they do this to their Hyung?!

"TAEHYUNG! HOLD HIM THERE UNTIL I GET BACK!" Jungkook yelled. He ran into the main room and placed the eggs behind a set of curtains closest to Yoongi who was being petrinized by Jimin.

"Come ON Suga, why don't you just talk already??" Jimin said. He was behind his hyung, giving him a back hug, swaying from left to right. Jungkook only glanced at them, wanting to join in but he had other duties he needed to get to, so he ran back to where Taehyung and Seokjin were at.

When Jungkook arrived back to the two, he placed himself infront his hyung, innocently smiling at him.

"Hi Jin! It was so nice of you to give us your eggs! You looked so lonely and sad when peeling them, I thought that taking them off of your hands would make you feel SO much better!" Jungkook put his hands together while talking to empathize his playful mood.

"Whahat are you two planning?! I didn't give you an invitation to raid me and my space! Tae, lehet go of mehe!" Seokjin was not having it. He twisted from side to side to try and dislodge the younger, but to no avail.

"Awe man! I really thought you would be in a better mood.. But I guess some help with making you laugh would do the trick, right V?" Jungkook looked at Tae, waiting for him to give him the go-ahead.

"W-wait! I didn't ask for this! What's your mission anyway?!" Seokjin twisted harder now, not wanting to give in on their little act.

Jungkook placed his hands on Seokjin's sides without moving his fingers yet. This caused the oldest to flinch and bite back a giggle.

"My mission? Well Hyung.. It's to tickle you, of course!" Jungkook lied about his mission, and went ahead to scribble his evil fingers into Seokjin's sides lightly.

"AAH!-Aahahaha! Yohohohu lihihihiahahr! Whehehe can't sahahay ohohour missions AHANYwahahay!- AH! Stahahap!" Seokjin threw his head back onto Taeyhung's chest and slightly kicked his legs due to the feeling of his sides being attacked by Jungkook's fast and determined fingers.

"How DARE you accuse me of lying about my mission?! I'll have you know that I was rather excited to tickle my faaaavorite hyung into oblivion. Plus! Your laugh is super cute and contagious!" Jungkook said, moving his hands up to Seokjin's lower set of ribs now.

Seokjin's neck and ears began to grow a tint of red at that compliment. He did everything he could to get out of the two Maknae's grasp. He swayed side to side, tried to get out of Tae's surprisingly strong grip. He even tried turning on his front, but it only caused him to get his back tickled, and he would go straight back to revealing the front of him to Jungkook again.

"PLWHEHahase! Ihihihi nehhehehed to doho this mihihission! Lehehet mehe gOHO-!AHAahahoho, Nohohoho!!" Seokjin suddenly felt hands squeezing a part of his shoulders that was close to his collarbones and his neck. You could say that this was a melt spot of his.

"You thought I wouldn't go for the melt spot, didn't you, hyung?" Jungkook cooed. He enlightened the room with his famous bunny smile to Seokjin because of how contagious his bubbly laughter was with this spot.

"Whihihihihy?! Ihihihi cahahan't tahahake ihihihit!! Ihihihit tihihihihckles tohohohoho muhuhuhuch!" as if his ears wouldn't become more red than it already was, you were wrong. He could literally feel the heat coming off of his own ears by how embarrassing his predicament was.

"Awe! Jk, look! His ears are like two ripe tomatoes!" Tae said, using his strength to reach for one of his ears to flick at. When he realized he couldn't reach just about, he decided to just blow on one of them instead to enlight the redness that was already casting on Seokjin's skin.

"Stohop stop stahahap!! Tahahae, nohohoho!! Yohohou're literally thehehe wohohorst!" Seokjin moved his head from side to side to try to get away from Tae's blowing.

"Awe, but you with ticklish ears is so adorable, hyung! We barely tickle your ears anyway." Taehyung sarcastically moped on about Seokjin's comment, but he stopped blowing at his ears to save the embarrassment.

Jungkook however, did not release his attack on Seokjin's shoulders. Infact, he motioned Taehyung to sneak up on one of Seokjin's shoulders.

Tae knew what he was implying, and decided he wanted to go for the kill at the right time. Jungkook took off one of his hands away from Seokjin's shoulders, leaving the other tormenting his other shoulder. Using his free hand, he struck at Seokjin's stomach, poking rapidly near his navel.

"AHAahaha!! *squeak* NOHOHOHO! JuhungkOHOOHOK, PLEHEHEAAHAHA!" Surprisingly, this took a toll on Seokjin. Right as he layed his head back for the second time due to Jungkook's hand jabbing away at his stomach, he didn't even realize that Jungkook retreated the hand that caused the tortuous feeling to his stomach the second the maknae saw Tae leaning down to blow a sneaky raspberry on his shoulder that Jungkook was attacking earlier. This caused a BIG reaction from the oldest.

"AAH!- AHAHA.. STAHAHAAHAH- IHIHIHI-EHEHEhahaahah! *Hiccup* TAHAHAEHEHE! GEHEHEHAHA- GET OHOHOHOFF MEHEHEHAHAHAHA!" as if energy wasn't built inside him from earliers attack, Tae's raspberry kick started Seokjin to thrash around with new found determination. He had never felt this tingly feeling before. It's a surprise that Seokjin hadn't passed out yet.

Unfortunately for Seokjin, his screaming caused a big scene for Yoongi, Jimin, and even Hoseok to stop whatever they were doing to look at their Hyung with worried faces.

"My goodness! Is everything okay over there?" Hoseok said. He knew about the situation before hand, but it wasn't this chaotic until it got up to this point.

"Yeah! Just Jin being stupidly ticklish! It's my mission after all!" Jungkook said that last bit with squeezing harder on the shoulder that he went back to, making Seokjin scrunch up his shoulder and tilting his head near it.

"AAH-Ahahaehehe-!" Is all Hoseok heard after watching Jungkook squeezing harder on Seokjin's shoulder. He almost cooed at the situation, but he kept his cool as being the "responsible" hyung during this exact moment.

"Well dohon't kill him! He needs to breath, you know!" Hoseok said, pointing to emphasize what he meant, and went back to cooking his kimchi.

Tae finally left his shoulder alone, allowing Jungkook to go back to tormenting the shoulder with just his hand again, making Seokjin flinch and enlight more giggles that seemed to be impossible for the two Maknae's to hear.

"Nohohohoho! Ahahehe.. Nohoho mohohoreehahaha! Yohohohu can take ahahahan egg! Juhuhust staahahahp!" Seokjin pleaded with mercy. He decided to melt in Taehyung's hold to show his defeat in trying to escape the two.

"You're really something, hyung!" Jungkook said, finally releasing Seokjin's shoulders. Taehyung saw this, and decided to let go of him, letting the oldest slump into Tae more now that the younger isn't holding him hostage any longer.

"Youohou twohoho.. Are the wohohorst!" Seokjin finally said after taking in a few deep breathes. He didn't even feel like getting up to go get his eggs back after knowing that they have little time left said by their producer.

"Does this mean that I can get an egg from your bowl now, hyung?" Jungkook asked innocently.

"Yes! You can get an egg, you brat!" Seokjin said, sitting up now.

"YAY! thanks hyung! You're a huge help, you know that?" Jungkook said while getting up. He decided he wanted to be more of a brat and went over to Seokjin for a "hug" only to retract his arms from being out and attack his shoulders.

"AHAHA- YOUOHOU.. STAHAHAHahahap!! Seheherously!! Plehehease!" Seokjin grabbed the attacking hands, pulling them off his shoulders to push Jungkook away from him.

Jungkook saw Seokjin's irritated look, and decided to leave it at that. He ran for the eggs to grab one and ran out of the main room, and back to where Namjoon was peacefully setting up his domino's.

Namjoon heard quick footsteps and decided to look up to see who it was. After realizing it was Jungkook, he sarcastically sighed with a smile.

"I heard Jin-hyung laughing up a storm in there, is he okay? - oh no.. Why do you have an egg?" Namjoon cut himself off after noticing the egg that was proudly presented in front of his face before it was moved up in the air.

"Oh you know, I tickled Jin to get this egg so I can mess up your proudly set of lined up domino's- looks good by the way! How many did you set up already?" Jungkook explained, giving the leader a bright smile.

"I set up 256.. I’m so close to 300 Jungkook-Aah, please let me finish!" Namjoon decided to plead his way into finishing his mission.

"Dang! That's a lot of domino's.. It would be ashamed if I were to..." Jungkook started to say before he was abruptly cut off by the person he admired.

"W-W-WAIT! Dohon't you even THINK ABOUT- NO!!!" Namjoon was cut off yet again by the egg being thrown at his set of domino's that got perfectly knocked down one by one.

"Ehehaha!" all that Jungkook could do was to laugh before having to run out of the hallway from being chased by his leader.

"I'M GONNA MAKE YOU REGRET THAT YOU LITTLE PRICK!" Namjoon joked, running at the speed of light just to catch up to the Maknae.

Jungkook's mischievous acts was shortly cut off in the end after Namjoon caught him in the main room.

Namjoon managed to hold the youngest down on the ground by sitting on his waist.

"AAH! WAHAHAIT NAMJOON, PLEHEHAHAHA!" Jungkook yelled by the hands of Namjoon's digging into his sides mercilessly.

"Dang, history really does repeat itself, doesn't it Suga?" Jimin said, looking upon the scene that unfolded. When he didn't get a response, he decided that he wanted to experiment this sort of repeating events and poked Yoongi in the side a few times. This caused Yoongi to flinch, but successfully bit back a laugh that crept up in his chest. Yoongi gave Jimin the side-eye as a way to tell him, 'don't you even think about it'

Jimin saw this, and took his opportunity to fully jump at Yoongi to fully attack his ribs.

Oh boy.. This episode is gonna be a long one..

[chxshiya]

Squid game 2

[ourdadai]

lesserafim [ yunjin ] lockscreens ♡

[petricorah]

🍃 couldn't decide on which of jin's hairstyles i liked best so i combined them [id in alt]

[wannaeatramyeon]

Lookism x Reader: The Best at-

G/N. All my faves: Goo, Gun, Sammy, Jakey, Vin, Ryuhei, DG. Something cute and fluffy for this terrible day. Masterlists

Goo - The best at spoiling you

It's no surprise that whatever his little cupcake wants, his little cupcake gets.

He loves spending money at the best of times anyway. Whether buying something as a status symbol or just as a treat, the fact that he gets to spoil you too is an extra bonus.

Yeah he's hoarding wealth like he's a goddamn dragon, but he knows he can't take it with him.

So one word from you, or even a longing look, then you will get whatever your heart desires.

It doesn't just stop at material goods. Clothing, bags, skincare, cars, even a goddamn house. But you want a holiday? Here's the most luxurious of everything, first class, private jet, a villa. He's taking care of it, don't worry.

Oh, there's also some food you like?

It's not that he has feeder tendencies. It's just that if you say you like a particular snack or drink, he'll bulk buy it for you until you're literally sick of it.

Goo can and will spoil you. It makes him happy that he can do this for you, yknow. Why not let him.

Gun - The best at looking after you

It feels almost a shame that Gun isn't a househusband, because this man can take care of you like no-one's business.

Actually no, that's not right. Anything at all to do with you is HIS business.

You didn't realise he could be so servile, that he would be so content to just provide for and give to you.

Even your most obnoxious requests he would take on the chin with an eye roll and a huff of annoyance at most before doing what you want.

And that's for things you've asked for.

It's the little gestures that has become a part of your routine which really shows how much he loves you. Preparing your toothbrush in the mornings and just before bed. A cup of coffee just how you like it. Making sure the car is warm for you. Cooking up extra food for you even when you say you don't want any.

It's what makes him the sweetest (even if he is a demon with everyone else).

Samuel - The best at cuddling

Yes, this man exudes sex. Have you even seen his chest trying to burst out of his clothes?

And yes, sometimes your thoughts just get away from you as you rake your eyes over him.

Then when he catches you checking him out and gives you a smirk that shows he knows exactly what you're thinking of, don't worry he'll be happy to give you a demonstration later-

(Lord please have mercy on your soul.)

But it's actually the aftercare, the sweet touches, that Samuel really excels at.

The way he holds you, like he can't believe you're around and he doesn't want to let go, is what really pulls on your heartstrings.

He holds you and it's like you can breathe again, and whatever stress from your day drifts away as you press your body against his.

He touches you casually and intentionally. Like he can't get enough and wants you around forever.

Jake - The best at making you blush

Jake can be absolutely dirty and filthy when he wants, casually resting his hand on your lower back and whispering obscene things he wants to do with you later.

Your face blooms as indecent and very vivid, and very very explicit, thoughts cross your mind.

But of course that would make you blush. It's no surprise. It's also not something that Jake does often.

What he does do often, and what makes you blush, is actually very innocent.

Those winks of his, directed just to you, accompanied with a cheeky grin is enough to make you smile back even during your gloomiest moments.

You feel yourself flush at that little bit of attention given to you.

During his busiest days, when Jake catches your eye, regardless of his company, you'll get at the very least a soft smile. An acknowledgement that you're his most precious thing. Something to show everyone just how much you mean to him.

Your cheeks burn and you want to giggle and kick your legs every time.

Vin - The best relationship aesthetics

This is the person you go to for the best aesthetics. Although best is subjective.

Vin, this surprisingly sappy fool, loves matching outfits. Matching accessories. Matching whatever as long as it screams to the world that you're his.

Not that he would outright admit that he likes those stupid couple's t-shirts either, but expect sulking when you tell him that it's cringe. And eventually you will give in and wear it, because honestly? It's a bit cringe and a lot cute.

But the thing that makes Vin's heart skip a beat the most is you in his clothes. His cap, his hoodies. Even wearing his sunglasses for fun. He calls you a dork but finds you adorable.

Though his absolute fave? You in his Cheonliang Jacket.

(Better still when you return it, and his clothes smell like you.)

Ryuhei - The best at making time for you

He has absolutely no respect for work, or really anything that could take up his time when he could be spending it with you instead

Pretty much the opposite of Jake Kim in this respect, Ryuhei only has one priority. You.

Unfortunately this means that you must be the sensible one between the two of you. Ryuhei occasionally missing work to lie in bed all day with you is one thing, but when he daydreams about doing it for the next month then you have to snap him out of it.

At least this also means he will also come running whenever you want him to. Any time of the night, he will travel across the world at your word. Don't test him because he will absolutely do it.

The only downside is that when you do say goodbye for whatever reason, he looks like a kicked puppy.

DG - The best at...

You've seen him going at that lollipop. Man knows how to work that tongue.

[trueebeauty]

“Are you afraid of me?”

Are you afraid of them? - lookism men

“You wish.”

Honestly, they wished you were afraid of them sometimes. Then maybe you could see how they weren’t good for you. But then again, they were relieved you weren't afraid. It meant you trusted them, and that trust meant everything to them.

"Ouch, sorry to disappoint. I'll try to be more terrifying next time.”

𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐉𝐈 𝐘𝐔𝐊 - 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐈 - 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐀 

“Sometimes.”

And could they even blame you for that? They scared themselves at times too. Their actions or words occasionally made them question their own intentions or motivations. They understand.

silence, an intense look

 𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐆 - 𝐑𝐘𝐔𝐇𝐄𝐈 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐀 - 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 - 𝐗����𝐀𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆  

“Why would I?”

The pure confusion on your face makes their heart flutter with joy. The thought that you can't fathom any reason to be afraid of them softens their features into a warm smile.

warm smile "You know me better than that." 

𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 - 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐍 - 𝐉𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐌 - 𝐙𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐋𝐄𝐄 - 𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 - 𝐉𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆 (everyone listed here is a GREEN FLAG)

“Should I be afraid?”

Good question... Should you be afraid of them? It's not an easy question to answer. They know they can be intimidating at times, even if they don't intend to be.

considers for a long moment "Sometimes I'm not sure myself."

𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 - 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐍 - 𝐄𝐋𝐈 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐆 - 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐀 - 𝐉𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐊 

“You should be.”

𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐎 - 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐁 𝐉𝐈 - 𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐍

( + the ‘yOu ShOuLd bE’ : 𝐄𝐔𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄 - 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐋 𝐁𝐀𝐄𝐊 )

“Nah. You’re a big softie.”

You're absolutely right. They don't even know why they asked such a question. Despite their attempts to come across as tough or intimidating at times, deep down they're quite gentle and kind-hearted.

smiles tenderly "Only for you."

 𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐄 - 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐊𝐖𝐎𝐍 - 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 - 𝐉𝐈𝐁𝐄𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐊 - 𝐉𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐊 - 𝐇𝐔𝐃𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐇𝐍 ( + dare I say : 𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐉𝐈𝐍 )

“Yeah. I mean, kinda. No... Definitely.”

Definitely. You should run for the hills when it comes to them. Their words and actions are unpredictable and even dangerous at times. Being afraid of them is a completely understandable response. 

nods solemnly "Smart move. The real me is best avoided."

𝐆𝐔𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 - 𝐆𝐎𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐌 - 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐄 - 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 - 𝐆𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐌 - 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐒𝐄𝐎 - 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐉𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍 ( aka - THE RED FLAGS)

"I'm working on it, I swear. This isn't who I want to be..."

𝐆𝐀𝐏𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐊𝐈𝐌 - 𝐄𝐋𝐈 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐆 - ��𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆

[mangodelorean]

Lee Dong Wook as Jeong Jinman and Kim Hye Jun as Jeong Jian in A Shop for Killers [2024]

dir. Lee Kwon

[redninjaaaaa]

the yapper:

the listener:

[tarmairons]

A SHOP FOR KILLERS - 1x4

[deleted-movie-lines]

Deleted textpostlines from Strangers From Hell

[ghostie-goo]

dbd castlevania moment

[burningembers91]

The Shape of You - Park Gyeong-Seok x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

Follow up piece to

Loving You From Afar

Synopsis: When babysitting Na-Yeon, you discover one of Park Gyeong-Seok’s secrets.

You were looking after Na-Yeon when you found the drawings. One of her Barbie’s shoes had fallen down the side of the sofa, and as you leaned down to retrieve it, you felt the wads of paper stuff between the sofa and wall. Pulling them onto your lap, you were shocked to see at least a dozen drawings and paintings of you. There were ones of your whole body, ones of just your face, ones where you were laughing, and one where you were staring off into the distance. You had no idea Gyeong-Seok had been drawing you, had no idea why he’d kept these hidden. You’d never thought of yourself as particularly beautiful and yet he’d managed to capture you in the most stunning light. He was out until late evening, taking on some extra work as an art teacher in a local night school, but you needed to find out why he drawn you so many times and then hidden them away.

You fed Na-Yeon and read her to sleep, before settling back on the sofa with the pictures. Gyeong-Seok had captured you so perfectly, had painted you in a light you’d never seen yourself in. you couldn’t stop looking at the images in front of you, wondering if this was how he saw you. You so looked so confident, so sure of yourself and so naturally beautiful. You tried comparing your reflection to the drawing but somehow, Gyeong-Seok had managed to capture you better than a mirror ever could.

The TV was down low when he arrived home. He’d has such a great evening, and there had even been talk of giving him a more permanent position. It would mean more money for him and Na-Yeon, more money to maybe finally take you out on a date. He stopped dead when he saw you, still clutching the drawings he thought he’d hidden so carefully.

“I…” He stood dumbstruck as you held them up to him.

“These are really good,” you smiled. “I had no idea.”

“I…” Again, Gyeong-Seok seemed unable to form words, the embarrassment creeping up his face like a red-hot poker. You weren’t meant to see those drawings; he never should have made them.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you asked, “I look… you’ve made me look more beautiful than I’ve ever felt before.”

“I was just painting you how I see you,” he shrugged, shifting his bag from his shoulder to the rickety kitchen table.

“But I look so beautiful,” you whispered, still unable to believe that you were the person depicted on the pages.

“Well,” he said quietly, so quietly you barely heard him. “It’s because you are. You are beautiful.”

You both stood staring at each other, both wondering what came next. He wanted to kiss you so badly, to show you that you were so much more beautiful than you ever gave yourself credit for. You both slowly closed the gap between you, the air buzzing with the growing tension.

“Say it again,” you whispered, your eyes fixed on him.

“You are beautiful,” he replied. “And funny, and kind, and so good to me and Na-Yeon.”

You were mere inches apart now, your faces so close he could see the specks of colour dotted in your irises. “You are so beautiful,” he repeated, his hand coming to rest gingerly on your cheek.

His lips met yours, soft and sweet, both of you testing the water. This felt so good, so right, and neither of you could believe you’d denied yourselves this happiness for so long. His fingers caressed your neck, your arms entwining round his waist as you deepened the kiss, the tips of your tongues meeting as you explored one another. Gyeong-Seok wanted you, needed you. He needed to feel every inch of your skin, needed to hear you moan his name as he fucked you. He led you gently to his threadbare sofa, never once breaking your kiss. But it was you who gently pushed him down into the pillows. It was you who straddled him, removing his checkered shirt as your lips traced the sweet contours of his neck. You’d thought about fucking him right here on this very sofa more times that you could count. Gyeong-Seok had so much pent-up stress inside of him, and you were dying to release it. There would be time to explore each other properly; right now, you both just needed to quell the deep aches between your legs.

Pushing him down further into the cushions, you removed his faded grey t-shirt, giggling quietly as he helped remove your sweater. You looked so perfect in the dim light of the TV, your curves more perfect than he ever could have imagined. His torso was toned, his arms surprisingly strong as he manoeuvred your body on top of his. He heard the sound of his jeans unzipping, felt your hand dip into his underwear and gently grip his cock. He had to clamp his hand over his mouth to supress the moan that fell from his lips. It had been so long since anyone had touched him like this, and he’d forgotten how good it felt. You bit back another giggle, hopping off the sofa to fully remove his jeans. As you pulled down your skirt and underwear, Gyeong-Seok looked up at you from his reclined position on the sofa. Reaching his hand up, his slid his fingers ever so gently through your slick folds. Now it was your turn to supress a moan as he slipped two fingers inside you. You were so wet, so perfect and he smiled as you shivered against his touch. You couldn’t bare it any longer; you needed each other.

You climbed on top of him, lowering yourself down on his hard cock, your lips meeting in a crashing kiss as you desperately sought to subdue your moans. You moved against each other, Gyeong-Seok’s hips thrusting into you in the sweetest of rhythms. His hands traced your stomach, your breasts, his fingers tracing delicate circles over your flushed skin. he felt you shudder against him as you reached your peak, your teeth grazing his lower lip in quiet ecstasy. He wasn’t far behind you, his hands gripping your hips as he spilled himself inside of you.

you stayed with him that night, cuddled up on the sofa bed with the threadbare fabric and the broken springs. Gyeong-Seok held you as you slept, the scent of your perfume already staining his sheets. Tomorrow, he would ask you out for that cup of coffee. Tomorrow, he would finally ask out the girl he’d fallen in love with.

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happy one year to sci-fi in dbd-- and to end transmission, my favourite dlc chapter!

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Others: “Why do you prefer a strong/power bottom over a soft bottom?”

Me: “Cause they can fight and being hot cute at the same time-”

Others: “Dang-”

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Your Adventures as the Lookismverse Designer

G/N. Run-ins with Burn Knuckles, Goddog, Allied and Big Deal. Masterlists

Being in the Fashion department, you had assumed your classmates had a passion for fashion. For god's sake, it's in the name.

But no, you're wrong.

Apart from using it as an excuse to wear designer brands from head to toe, no one really gave a shit.

No one cared about the history, about design, fabrication, construction.

No one... apart from you that is.

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Your first client wasn't really someone you could say no to unless you had a death wish.

When the whole of the Architecture department shows up along with Vasco, their terrifying leader, you consider running off and screaming.

It was only Jace Park, who seemed to understand a more subtle approach and how intimidating they looked, that stopped you from wanting to flee to the teacher.

(Strange. You actually don't recall seeing your teacher for months.)

"Please," Jace murmurs to Vasco and he's practically begging. "You didn't need to turn up with everyone. Just leave this to me. Please."

If you didn't know better, you would think Vasco was giving him grateful puppy eyes. But that can't be right. He's a thug.

"Sorry," Jace turns to you, looking contrite and fiddling anxiously with his big ears when you're finally on your own. "Are you the Fashion Designer?"

It should have been a stupid question, considering you're in the Fashion Department.

Except you look around at the so-called boxer who pitifully simps after the brunette all day, the rich blonde kid who never talks to anyone, the other girl who is an aspiring streamer and you sigh to yourself.

"Yes, that's me."

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All things considered, the Burn Knuckles are very easy to please.

It's a design printed on some pre-made boilersuits, not exactly avant garde.

You did touch up the logo though and provided some more clothing options than requested. Boilersuits in a small selection of colours, bomber and leather jackets.

When you hand over the boxes to Vasco and Jace, the latter shakes your hand and the former stares at you with tears in his eyes and asks how they can ever repay you.

You shrug. Because he did already pay you for your time and the materials.

"Don't worry about it." You say, giving him a polite grin.

Vasco beams and you think maybe this guy isn't so scary.

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Somehow your reputation precedes you.

To be honest you didn't even realise you had any sort of reputation until a guy with a messy mop head and two dogs corners you in an alleyway.

"I heard you're the Designer," he grunts.

A part of you thinks of fleeing once again. A smaller part of you thinks damn, that nickname is kinda cool.

"I am?"

"Don't play dumb. I know who you are."

You would have found him rude and menacing if not for his dogs picking that exact moment to roll around on the floor belly-up, desperately wanting some attention.

"Fuck's sake," he mutters though he squats down anyway to pat them. "So?" he continues, trying to regain his previous threatening aura even as the pups wriggle around under his touch.

"So what?"  you ask, not able to stop the smile creeping over your face at this adorable sight.

"I need some clothing."

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Perhaps the Burn Knuckles gave you a false sense of bravado, thinking everyone would be as easy as them. Unfortunately, this guy is a goddamn headache.

He wants hoodies, which isn't an issue but he wants matching dog-sized ones and he wants you to design the logo from scratch too.

"But I don't do graphic design," you cry and he pretends he can't hear you.

On your twelfth iteration, he doesn't glare at it and praise the heavens; he's finally happy.

Well, happy is an overstatement. He doesn't exactly look happy but he's no longer glaring at you, so you assume in Johan Seong's world, that means he's exhilarated.

The hoodies fit, both Johan and the dogs, and the logo looks good too.

You wave goodbye to the back of all three. Your bank balance is healthier except you hope they never darken your doorstep again.

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(You have no such luck. He returns, months later, requesting tracksuits.)

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It's a sorry state of affairs when three of the members of Allied are part of the Fashion Department, and come to you asking for help.

"Why don't you design it yourself?" you ask Daniel Park, Zack Lee and Jay Hong.

They look at you like you've grown two heads.

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You will be eternally grateful that Jay Hong is mute, that Vasco is actually the sweetest cinnamon roll, and Daniel Park is pretty easy-going because having Vin Jin and Zack Lee constantly bickering and criticising your design is bad enough.

Apparently these men are very adept fighters. Caught up in some gang shit. It didn't matter. You still wanted to ram your pen through their skulls.

Then throw in someone else called Hudson Ahn who also seems to like giving rude, overly critical comments concealed as constructive criticism -

You threatened to quit more than once.

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Eventually, after staying awake for 46 hours - you all agree on a logo.

"Here." You thrust the USB drive with the files at Daniel Park.

"What do I do with this?"

"You're in the Fashion Department too." You rub at your tired eyes, patience long gone with these morons. "Find a clothing printer yourself. Search for it on the internet. You know what that is right? The internet?"

Somewhere to your right, Vin Jin bursts into laughter.

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You can't decide if this guy is trying to sell you something or if you're actually falling in love with him by the second.

Hell, he could sell you some snake-oil and you're so charmed you don't mind.

"So, you'll do it?" he asks, holding your hands in his larger gloved ones and you feel yourself simpering like an idiot at the contact.

"Sure thing, Mr. Kim."

"Jake," he says, giving you a toothy grin. "I'm Jake. And this is Jerry."

"Who?"

"Jerry Kwon," A large hulking man steps up besides Jake, offering you a handshake.

What? How did you miss him? You didn't notice him at all.

"Oh. Uh. Of course. Nice to meet you too Jerry."

"Come here, guys." Jake signals for the other men hanging back to come forth. "Ths is Brad and Jerry and Lineman."

Shit. Damnit, you've been so fixated on Jake Kim that you ignored everyone else.

Hell. You didn't even realise there was anyone else.

"Hi," you say, wanting the ground to swallow you up and blushing furiously.

Jake catches your eye and gives you a wink.

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Being completely honest, the Big Deal tracksuits aren't your best work.

You're not too sure on the logo design (though hey - that's not really your handiwork). The placement is a little awkward and the design is sort of plain.

You added gold elements to at least make it a bit more cohesive, and sourced extra durable fabrics with lots of movement as apparently the guys have a tendency to damage clothing during fights.

"What do you think?" Jake says, modelling your finalised version.

From the smile on his face, you could tell he's very much satisfied with your work.

"Looks great," you say and you're telling the truth. Although it's not really the tracksuit that looks great, but the man wearing it. His broad shoulders and tight waist, long muscular legs and-

Oops. You silently apologise for objectifying him.

The way your eyes rake over his form isn't subtle, though it's definitely flattering. Jake playfully throws another wink your way.