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Jack Harlow Knows What He Wants. And Where He Stands.

On the heels of his first solo No. 1 hit, the 24-year-old rapper is releasing “Come Home the Kids Miss You,” an album that appeals to the vastly different corners of his fan base.

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ATLANTA — Last June, on the red carpet at the BET Awards, Jack Harlow finished up an interview and noticed that the rapper Saweetie was nearby. He had appeared on a remix of her hit “Tap In,” but the two hadn’t yet met in person. And so he strolled up, tilted his body slightly in her direction, smoothly extended his hand and said hello.

What unfolded for the next 20 seconds was a rather epic tug-of-flirt, his charm bumping up against her arched eyebrow.

“I was like, that wasn’t the interaction I was hoping it would be,” Harlow said on a Thursday evening late last month at the unflashily sleek Generation Now Studios. “At the time, though, I was like, I hope that don’t go on the internet.”

It very much did. The playful face-off had been captured by a camera from the gossip site The Shade Room, and the video spread quickly. It’s prominently included in a fan-assembled YouTube compilationtitled “jack harlow being a natural flirt for 5 mins straight” that currently has over 6.6 million views. “My compilations used to be ‘Jack Harlow being sus,’” he said with a big smile, using a slang term for awkward or lame. “It’s crazy how the narrative has changed.”

Whether or not Harlow, now 24, was flirting (“Sometimes I’ll just be talking to people and people think I’m flirting,” he said. “I think I carry a warmth”), the frisky moment ended up becoming one of the defining documents of his rapid ascent.

“Everything shifted after that,” he said. “I tell people that was like a hit song.”

Harlow has had a few of those as well: the effervescent “Whats Poppin,” which became a hugely trafficked meme on TikTok in 2020; a cheeky guest turn on Lil Nas X’s “Industry Baby,” which went to No. 1 on the Billboard Hot 100 last year; and the Fergie-sampling “First Class,” which recently became Harlow’s first solo No. 1.

On Friday he released “Come Home the Kids Miss You,” his second major-label album (Harlow is signed to Generation Now’s joint venture with Atlantic). It’s full of sumptuous thumpers about the disorienting spin of new stardom, becoming an object of craving and good old-fashioned throne-taking ambition. Harlow is a notably adept technical rapper, cocksure and also sometimes witty; some of his earliest breakout moments were punch-line-packed radio freestyles. But Harlow — a commercially successful white rapper, still a rare thing in hip-hop — is craving centrist hip-hop acclaim, not a connoisseur’s classic.

“I’m looking to get away from rapping in a way where people can marvel at it and more something we can all enjoy together,” he said.

He has also become an object of fascination for more than his music, as the Saweetie clip encapsulated. To watch Harlow’s climb is to see the many ways, most of them not on record, in which a white rapper can demonstrate comfort in — and ultimately be embraced by — a Black genre.

Drake posted casual footage of a Turks and Caicos vacation with Harlow on his Instagram, crowing, “Shorty, don’t try and hit my phone now ’cause you see I’m chilling with Jack.” When Harlow posted an awkward video of himself rapping as an 11-year-old, Kendrick Lamar, who hadn’t clicked to favorite a tweet in two years, emerged to smash the like button. The Louisville rapper EST Gee told a story on the No Jumper podcast about how the local police had attempted to dissuade Harlow from working with him, but Harlow disregarded them.

These informal interactions have been crucial to Harlow’s fluid path to hip-hop’s top tier, and are an implicit rejoinder to earlier generations of white rappers who drew incessant attention to their whiteness, often in ways that felt compensatory, or penitent.

“Even though I haven’t lived through all those generations, I’m aware of and I’ve been able to reflect on them,” he added.

More broadly, skilled white rap stars aren’t as novel as they were in the Eminem era, which automatically dims the spotlight on Harlow slightly. And also the genre is as broad and as street-immediate as it’s ever been in the mainstream — Black innovation remains at the forefront.

Harlow, who was born and raised in Louisville, Ky., has been studying for this moment for more than a decade. A 2017 profile in Louisville Magazine relates a story of how, at 12, he asked his mother how to become the best rapper in the world. She told him he’d need 10,000 hours of practice, after the rule popularized by Malcolm Gladwell. He began self-releasing music in short order.

Local success led to meetings with management companies and record labels when he was still a high school freshman, though nothing came to fruition. Instead, he steadily released albums that were sharp-tongued and self-awarely nerdy. He grew up in the Highlands — a neighborhood that was “very accepting, diverse, a place that you can walk around and not have to look over your shoulder.” But he was also in contact with artists and producers from other neighborhoods, and sought to cultivate audiences in both white and Black Louisville.

Even though the city is not a nationally acknowledged musical hotbed, Harlow hears a through line of smooth-talking between him, EST Gee and the R&B star Bryson Tiller. The city’s music, he said, “has this silk to it.”

He remains connected to his hometown. He recently bought an apartment there, in a part of town better known for residents in their golden years: “I want the same thing as them — peace and quiet.”

In the wake of the success of “Whats Poppin,” Harlow has had a whirlwind couple of years. He’s starred in a Tommy Hilfiger campaign. Been slimed at the Kids’ Choice Awards. Gobbled a biscuit in a KFC promotional spot. Attended the Met Gala, twice. Scored the role of Billy Hoyle in the remake of “White Men Can’t Jump” despite having no acting experience. Sat courtside during the N.B.A. playoffs, baffling two referees, who were caught on microphone wondering who he was. Rapped on a remix of one of Eminem’s songs. Been nominated for three Grammys, and performed at this year’s ceremony, though forced to censor a particularly bawdy lyric.Harlow and Lil Nas X performing at the Grammys in April.Emma Mcintyre/Getty Images For The Recording Academy

He was also bleeped on the Grammys preshow for expressing support for gay participation in hip-hop while using emphatic cursing. Harlow wants to be an ally for inclusion: “I wouldn’t have cussed if I knew it was on television,” he said. “I want people to hear me.”

Like many emerging pop stars, he has a devoted online fan base. One particularly devoted account, @jackharlowmemes, captures many of Harlow’s high points and also some of his awkward ones. It also sometimes catalogs one of the more well-documentedand obsessed-over parts of Harlow’s fame: his appeal to Black women, captured in umpteen passionate TikTok videos and tweets over the last two years. (Sample caption: “Why Does Jack Harlow Have a Hold on BW?”)

“I’ve loved Black women since I was young, so it doesn’t feel foreign to me,” said Harlow, who often casts Black women as romantic interests in his videos. “And it doesn’t feel like this weird phenomenon. It just feels like something that’s now happening on a mass scale.”

“I’ve had relationships with Black women. So it would feel strange to me if it wasn’t the case a little bit,” he added. “Nobody in my inner circle is like, ‘Damn, Black girls like you, bro’ — you know what I’m saying? Because my whole inner circle loves Black women, and are constantly around Black women.”

In the summer of 2020, Harlow participated in the protests following the police killing of Breonna Taylor in Louisville. His attendance garnered significant attention online. His growing profile, along with the public embrace of his Black female audience, he said, “has heightened my awareness of my responsibility to protect them, and just being thoughtful for the position they might be in versus white women.”

There is also the matter of becoming a heartthrob. Harlow is tall — 6-foot-3 — and telegraphs bodily ease. He steps lightly, smoothly. On this day he was dressed in all black — tight mock-neck T-shirt, leather pants — with white New Balance 550s. (He is a brand ambassador for the sneaker company.) On display in the lounge nearby were some boxes of promotional popcorn in the style of Orville Redenbacher, but instead with photos of Harlow, back in his pre-dreamboat ringlet-hair era.

Navigating this aspect of fame is still new to Harlow. “It’s made me a lot more vain,” he said. “It’s probably made me a little more insecure just because, people could tell, I didn’t used to care how I looked. I think it’s what beautiful girls go through, you know what I’m saying? When they know the world thinks they’re beautiful, they see what isn’t beautiful. They want to be perfect. I wouldn’t say I’m there, but I’m conscious.”

Suavity is the primary lens through which Harlow thinks about how his music should sound: “I always think about if I was in the car and the girl I had a crush on was in the shotgun and I had to play a song, would I be proud to play the song?”

“Come Home,” primarily produced by Harlow with Angel (BabeTruth) Lopez and Rogét Chahayed, deliberately straddles constituencies — fans who clamor for his intricate rapping and clever punch lines, and fans who clamor for his beard and smile. Emblematic of this approach is “Dua Lipa” — essentially an up-tempo arena trap song. It’s not a song about Dua Lipa (nor does she appear on it), but one that uses her name as a way of catching the attention of curious pop listeners.“I’m looking to get away from rapping in a way where people can marvel at it and more something we can all enjoy together,” Harlow said.Luisa Opalesky for The New York Times

“And those people are going to make it so big that the rap fan is going to be embarrassed to say he snapped on that,” Harlow said, laughing. “Even though I objectively snapped on that.”

“First Class,” which set the tempo for this album’s release, can be read multiple ways. On the one hand, the beginning is essentially a hyperengineered TikTok trend, a sample of Fergie’s “Glamorous” that lends itself to phone-screen-friendly choreography. But get past that and the song’s verses are packed with internal rhymes and tensions. And “Nail Tech,” which takes its name from the modern parlance for a manicurist, is among the tougher songs on the album, dexterous enough to make Kanye West post that Harlow was among the “Top 5 out right now.”

In many ways, West’s “808s & Heartbreak” and the Drake innovations that followed set a template for Harlow. But when he worked with Drake on a song for this album, “Churchill Downs,” he opted not for a melodic, pop-oriented song, but rather an intense rapfest: “I thought that restraint would be refreshing. Just us showing our love for the craft.”

Harlow remains close to Private Garden, a crew of rappers and producers from Louisville that he’s been around for years. (Some members contributed production to the new album.) But he is the breakout star, and with that attention comes accountability and influence. On “Baxter Avenue,” the contemplative closing track from Harlow’s 2020 major-label album “Thats What They All Say,” he addresses the circumstance with an earnest humility and a light dash of anxiety, describing his awareness of what he has — and doesn’t have — access to as a white man in rap, as well as what responsibilities that role comes with.

“Especially where I’m from, you know, Black people haven’t had a lot of chances,” Harlow said. “I think people have waited for me to, like, garner all this and just take off and be larger than life and come back and be like, ‘Y’all, look how massive I am! Ain’t you proud?’”

But Harlow doesn’t want to separate from the community that raised him: “What people really need and want to see is like, ‘Come with me.’ It’s how many opportunities can you create? How many people can you put in position?”

With that as his goal, Harlow long ago decided that being musically bashful wouldn’t serve his ultimate ends. “My competitive spirit is what is so hip-hop about me,” he said.

“I feel like any respect I’m earning is because people can see I love this. I love this like a kid that really grew up on hip-hop, that isn’t looking at this as like the cool trend, like this is a cool way to get famous,” he said. “I really want to play.”

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whatifyoulivelikethat · 4 years ago

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not allowed ii, m | jjk, myg

pairing(s): jungkook x reader x est. relationship yoongi

summary: You know Min Yoongi loves you when he invites Jeon Jungkook to fuck you. Not just for you, but for Jungkook too. You would have been cool with it being a one-time thing. BTS are busy after all. 2021 New Year’s Eve Live just aired and Jungkook’s in your Twitter search history again. But surely Yoongi wouldn’t ask Jungkook to drop by again... and watch?!

warnings: rated M (18+) for language; established relationship with Yoongi (and they’re fluffy and in love); tiny bit of crack; smut (fem reader, dirty talk, voyeurism, m-receiving oral, face-fucking, fingering, thigh-riding, cowgirl, handjob, doggy, spanking); idol!BTS; takes place after 2021 NYEL

it’s mostly JK smut with a bit of Yoongi, he’s still recovering after all

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“You looked so handsome.”

He chuckled as you ran your hands through his black locks, damp from his shower.

“Seeing you with them on stage again makes me so happy.”

He smiled, hands on your waist, letting you mess with his hair.

“Me too,” your boyfriend said softly, looking so beautiful, so perfect, just like this, bare-faced and happy.

You placed your forehead against his exposed one, looking into his dark brown eyes. He looked amused, as if he knew what you were going to say.

“I love you, Min Yoongi.”

“Ah, yes, tell me more,” Yoongi purred. “Tell me how much of a perfect man I am.”

You laughed, lifting your head. “No, no, I’ve decided against that,” you played along, shaking your finger at him. “Because you didn’t immediately say ‘I love you’ back.”

Yoongi scrunched up his face. “Hah…” He looked away. You prodded him in a nose and he gave you a disgruntled huff, ears turning red. He wasn’t keeping it from you because he didn’t love you. He was keeping it from you because he was being difficult on purpose. You tapped his cheek.

“Wa-a-ting, lil meow meow…”

He glared at you disapprovingly.

“Lil…” You leaned down, next to his heated ear. Speaking softer, slower. “Meow meow.”

“I love you,” Yoongi grumbled.

Your hands ran down his chest, nails against the white t-shirt fabric, breathing heavier, more sensually. He sucked in a tight breath.

“Don’t,” he warned.

You stopped and sighed, falling beside him, on his right. “Ah, you’re right. Sorry,” you apologized, rubbing your brow. “I got carried away.”

Yoongi sighed. “You know I don’t mean it like that.”

You reached down to intertwine your fingers with his right hand. “I know. I can tell.”

“… Shut up.”

He knew you were addressing the tent in his pants that you very much wanted to touch.

“If I just blow you, it should be fine?”

Yoongi sighed again, shaking his head. “No, because I can’t reciprocate as well as I would like and that’s not fair to you.”

You didn’t press it. That kind of thing didn’t matter to you, but it mattered to Yoongi, so you let it be. Maybe you could have done it anyway, but you knew that wouldn’t make him happy. It was better to simply wait, even if he was allowed to be on stage again, at least partially. He was recovering at a good pace. Both of you agreed to be patient and sometimes had to keep the other in check.

“When do you have to go back to work?” he asked quietly.

“Soon.”

“You don’t have to go back.”

You laughed. “And do what? Become your maid?”

Yoongi grinned. “I like the sound of that.”

You rolled your eyes and shook your head. “Someone will find out.”

His grin faltered and he leaned his head against your shoulder. “Yeah.” His voice was small, barely above a whisper. “But I’m feel the happiest when I’m with you.”

“I’m always with you, Yoongi.” You reached over and tapped the left side of his chest. “Right here.”

You felt him stiffen at your touch, a little embarrassed at the cheesy movement. His brown eyes flickered up to your face, to your smirk. Because, of course, you had done it on purpose to fluster him, even if you meant it. He pouted at you, raising an eyebrow.

“Hm, that’s not what your Twitter search history says.”

“E… eh?” you uttered, feeling the heat rise to your face. “You were looking through my phone?”

“Does you leaving the screen on count as looking through your phone?”

You looked away from Yoongi’s teasing eyes. You were about to say something but Yoongi squeezed your hand, leaning in closer.

“No, no, don’t say that. I want you to tell me.” His lips against your ear, sending shivers down your neck. “I want to know everything, my love.”

Shit. You could feel your heart race when he spoke like that, so low and dangerous. You tried to keep your hormones in check, not wanting to get turned on and jump him, because if he kept this up, you most certainly would.

“Ah, well… he just… looked so nice in the Dynamite and Best of Me performance. And the Mic Drop performance. Not as nice as you, of course,” you added with a slight puff of pride, squeezing his hand back.

“Nice save.”

“Hey, I mean it,” you retorted. “Hmph.”

He chuckled, raspy and lovely. “I know you do.” He kissed your ear lightly. “But I also know Jungkookie is missing his noona, so I had to make sure you were still wet for him.”

Before you make a snarky remark, the front door opened.

Your eyes went wide and you snapped your head back to the mischievous expression on Min Yoongi’s face.

“Y-Yoongi!” you hissed under your breath. “You’re right here!”

He ticked his head, smirking at you. “That I am.” His voice dropped several octaves as you heard the relocking of the door and the removal of shoes. “And now, so is Jungkook.”

You paled. Was Yoongi going to watch you or something? There was no way you could initiate anything sexual with Jungkook with Yoongi next to you! You felt your cheeks burn as Yoongi smirked triumphantly, pink tongue running over his teeth. Wasn’t this taking it too far–?

“Noona?” came the gentle voice of Jeon Jungkook, with just a hint of teasing. “Are you aslee–HYUNG?”

Evidently, Jungkook thought the exact same thing.

You bolted up from the bed, eyes wide as Jungkook rounded the corner and abruptly stopped, wearing an oversized long-sleeved black shirt. Black sweatpants. Black hair fluffy and curly around his cheeks, looking so soft that you wanted to run your fingers through it. He was taken aback at the appearance of Yoongi, who lifted himself from the bed like a cat, in one smooth motion. His right hand raised and ruffled his shorter black hair, raspy chuckle on his lips as he witnessed your and Jungkook’s equally stunned expressions.

Jungkook’s eyes dropped down and he looked away quickly, realizing Yoongi was in his boxer briefs and still semi-hard from being so close to you. His eyes darted everywhere in the room, unable to look at you or Yoongi. There were probably a million things going on in his head as he fixated on a spot on the floor, eyes open and unblinking.

One, it was obvious why he was there.

Two, Yoongi was also here?

Three, if he looked at you sexually, wouldn’t that be weird, because Yoongi was here??

Four, why is Yoongi here???

“I should g-go–” Jungkook sputtered, angling his body away from the bedroom.

“Jungkook, come here.”

Yoongi’s stern voice froze the younger man in mid-movement, leg raised awkwardly in the air. Jungkook was still not looking at either of you.

“You came here for a reason, didn’t you?”

“Ah… hyung, I was only–”

“Don’t insult my girlfriend by pretending you don’t want her.”

You could tell those words made Jungkook pause. He turned around, slowly, eyes flickering to Yoongi’s calm face. Yoongi cocked his head at in your direction, dark brown eyes boring into Jungkook’s. You sat there, frozen in one of Yoongi’s oversized t-shirts, witnessing the interaction that was probably a lot more tense for you and Jungkook than it was for Yoongi. Jungkook chewed on his lower lip, revealing the tiny mole under it, uncertainty etched on his features.

“She’s already told me how good you made her feel.”

Jungkook flinched. His eyes flickered to you. “R-really?”

“W-well… he asked?” you replied, wringing your hands nervously. “He wanted to know the details.”

Jungkook’s tan skin paled a bit. “O-oh…”

Yoongi cracked his neck, sliding into his computer chair. He seemed very pleased with himself. Too pleased. Smug, even. “I especially liked the part where you spanked her. She can be a bad girl sometimes.”

Instantly, Jungkook turned into a tomato. “T-that was in the h-heat of the moment, I s-swear…”

“Yeah?” Yoongi hummed knowingly.

You made the mistake of looking at Yoongi’s eyes. Dark and alluring, noticing your gaze immediately and honing in on it. His lips curved into his trademark open-mouthed smirk. Fuck. You loved it when he did that. Too much. He knew it too. Fuck. Fuck. Yoongi was doing it on purpose, enjoying his effect on you as he ran a pale hand through his hair, separating the dark strands, flexing his fingers as he did so.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Take off the shirt.”

He was staring at you, so he obviously meant you. You gulped.

“Yoongi, are you su–”

He interrupted you, dark eyes flashing. “Take it off.”

Your eyes shifted to Jungkook, whose doe-like brown eyes were fixated on you too, unable to look away now because Yoongi had given you an order. And you could tell Yoongi that you weren’t going to do it, but Jungkook was wanting it, needing it, the tent in his pants growing, anxiously chewing his pink lip raw, and, fuck, you could refuse but Jungkook looked so desperate and delectable that your fingers went to the hem of the shirt, eyes flickering back to Yoongi, who grinned at you.

Deep down, you wanted to please Yoongi too, and he seemed very, very satisfied to watch you lift the shirt up and over your head. He purred your name, in that enticing way you loved.

“Give it to me.”

You tossed it to him and Yoongi caught it in the air. The action made your tits bounce and your ass rise a little, giving Jungkook a clear view of your body in your black bra and panties, seamless, comfortable, molded so perfectly to your curves that Jungkook’s lower lip popped out of his teeth, wet and glistening as he gawked at you.

“Hyung,” Jungkook swallowed. “I c-couldn’t… not in front of you…”

Yoongi turned his attention from you to the maknae, looking unsurprised as Jungkook continued to focus on your body. The way Yoongi spoke sent hot, arousing shivers down your spine. His words sounded familiar, echoing the text he had sent you that day.

“You’re not allowed to leave until your noona is satisfied.”

I want you to tell me.

Fuck, Min Yoongi really was your perfect man.

Your eyes locked with Jungkook’s. If Yoongi didn’t want this to happen, he wouldn’t have let Jungkook keep the key. He wouldn’t have told Jungkook it was okay to come over. He wouldn’t have stayed if he didn’t want to watch. And Jungkook’s resolve was cracking with his hyung’s words and his noona’s nearly naked body right in front of him.

Jungkook breathed your name, hesitant, needy.

No honorifics.

A slow smirk grew on your lips.

“What’s wrong, Jungkook?” you purred. “Don’t you want my taste in your mouth again?” You saw the younger man’s breathing hitch. “My hands all over you?” Jungkook was taking a step towards you now, his fluffy hair sliding down to shroud his face. Your gaze darted to Yoongi for half a second. He cocked his eyebrows, nodding at you. Telling you it was okay. You looked back to Jungkook’s hungry eyes, chest rising and falling as he approached the bed.

“My pussy squeezing your cock?”

A low groan dripped from Jungkook’s lips at your words. His hands clenched into fists, knuckles white.

“H-hyung.” Jungkook swallowed hard and tore his eyes away from you to Yoongi. “I… I won’t be able to hold back.”

Yoongi leaned back in his chair, settling comfortably. The expression on his face was approval, his dark brown eyes glittering with mischief, pink lips curled into a devious smirk. His tone was a low, mind-numbing drawl, the one he used when he was on top of you, cock-deep and pressing your legs against your chest, whispering dirty words right against your lips.

“Good, because she deserves everything. I want her to be ruined.”

…

You should have been more careful about your crush on Jungkook. Yoongi was definitely going to use it against you now. Ack. What was he so observant for? You wouldn’t have done anything, but now Jungkook was crawling on the bed, breathing hard, looking so delicious and hot that you couldn’t back out now even if you wanted. More hair slid in front of his left eye, covering it, the other single chocolate orb unblinking as he licked his lips slowly.

“Did you miss me, Jungkook?”

He smiled, naughty and apologetic at the same time. “So much, noona.” He stopped right in front of you, eyes roaming your body. “But I wanted to wait until Yoongi-hyung said it was okay.”

“What a good boy,” you praised and Jungkook’s ears turned pink. “When did Yoongi say it was okay?”

Jungkook chewed on his lip, eyes shifting around nervously. “Erm… this morning…”

You raised an eyebrow and looked at Yoongi. The older man chuckled. “I told you Jungkookie missed being dick-deep in his noona.”

“Hyung…” Jungkook whined.

“Bet you jacked off thinking about it after it happened,” you teased.

“Noona…” He pouted at you. You leaned forward, breath against his lips, making him shiver.

“You can tell me,” you murmured. “I want to know.”

You reached up and pushed his long black locks out of his eyes, running your hands through his hair. Oh, so soft and luscious. He smelled so good, clean, fresh, and sensual, different from Yoongi’s pine-scented cologne, but also familiar and inviting. Jungkook lips parted at your closeness, eyes dropping down to your cleavage displayed right in front of him.

“I did,” he whispered, somewhat ashamedly. “You tasted so good.” He moved closer to you. “Smelled so good.” Closer, lips brushing against yours. “Felt so fucking good, wet and tight around my cock.”

Fuck, Jeon Jungkook was the epitome of lust.

You pressed your lips against his, inhaling his scent, tangling your fingers in his hair. He whimpered into your mouth as you kissed him hard, tongue sliding in, teasing him as you flitted it in and out. You heard Yoongi hum, as if to say, finally. Your eyes cracked open, shifting to him and his amused expression.

“Stop holding back,” Yoongi chuckled. “I know you want him more than that.”

Was he really going to heckle you this entire time? You narrowed your eyes, growling into Jungkook’s mouth and grabbing his head, raising yourself up and fucking his lips with your tongue roughly, making Jungkook moan and squirm under you, hands flying up to your waist to grab it and hold on as you sucked on his lower lip, raking it with your teeth before releasing him. Jungkook gasped, pressing his fingertips into your skin.

“Don’t disappoint me,” Yoongi breathed. The arousal within you sparked as Yoongi said your name, coaxing the fire, igniting it. “You better make Jungkook scream.”

“H-hyung?” Jungkook yelped. Yelped because your hands gripped his shirt, pulling it up and over, breaking his grip on you as his head popped out, long hair flaring out as you flung it aside before sliding down to his stomach. His eyes widened as you spread your knees, ass up as your tongue slid over his abs, soft lips working on his flesh.

“A-ah, fuck…”

You drew patterns on his skin as you kissed upwards, nipping lightly, leaving little red marks. Ugh, such a beautiful body, with sculpted muscles and glorious tan skin. Your hands crawled up his sides, digging your nails in, relishing in his cries of pleasure that vibrated through his chest as you reached his pecs.

Holy hell.

Jungkook really must have been working out lately. Your fingers danced up his back, tracing the muscles, licking slowly up his sternum. You heard him inhale sharply and your eyes went up to his face, his hair hanging down, watching you with his mouth open, Adam’s apple bobbing as he breathed.

“You’re so sexy,” he panted.

You slid your head to the side, tongue dragging over his hot skin, breathing over it. He gasped as the tip touched his nipple, teasing it lightly as you raked your nails down his broad back.

The sounds he made had your panties drenched between your thighs.

You kissed your way to the other side, pressing your lips against his nipple, scratching up and down his back, snickering as Jungkook came undone above you, tipping his head back as he moaned. You kissed up his chest, to his trembling neck, pushing his head back down to you so you could kiss him again, deeply, hungrily, growling his name against his mouth. His kiss was like a drug, so addictive and euphoric, making you want him more and more, craving his shaking breath against your lips.

Your palm pressed against the front of his sweatpants, grinning as you felt his hardness throb.

Jungkook started, drawing back from your kiss, lips swollen from your roughness. You held onto him, gripping his cock through the fabric. You arched an eyebrow, smirk growing on your lips, revealing your teeth. He gulped loudly.

“I… I like it when you kiss me,” he mumbled.

“Only like?” you purred, stroking his bulge. He groaned, bucking into your hand.

“N-no,” Jungkook breathed. “I love it.”

You yanked his pants and underwear down together, dropping down, hearing Yoongi’s snicker of amusement as you came face to face with Jungkook’s length. Already so hard, tip glistening with pre-cum, waiting for your mouth. Jungkook made an anxious noise, realizing Yoongi was, indeed, still present as you swallowed his cock, taking it all in your mouth.

Your boyfriend, superstar rapper of BTS, Min Yoongi was watching you blow the golden maknae Jeon Jungkook right on his bed.

The thought made you wetter, tongue wrapping around the head and sucking hard, making Jungkook hump your mouth, gasping your name. It made him slide further down your throat, your tongue rubbing the bottom of his cock.

“Do what you do for me,” Yoongi drawled. “Lick his balls.”

“W-wait, I want to stay in her mouth a little–what the fuck,” Jungkook groaned as his head snapped down, eyes widening as he realized what you were doing. “There’s no fucking way.”

You went all the way down, the head buried in your throat, nose into his crotch, tongue extended as you licked his balls fervently, simultaneously deep-throating him and tonguing his balls. You hummed softly, adding vibrations to the list of sensations. Jungkook seemed lost of words, moaning incoherently as you rutted his cock into your throat, squeezing it. Saliva dripped down, covering his balls and your hand came up to smear it around, cupping and massaging them.

“Oh, fuuuuuuuck,” Jungkook gasped, hardening even more, so stiff his cock bent against the roof of your mouth, barely able to fit. “H-how…?”

“Talent,” Yoongi chuckled, pleased.

You released his wet balls to place your hand on his hips, bobbing your head up and down. Jungkook shuddered, thighs shaking as you began to suck harder, tighter, clamping him in your warm, wet vice, not giving him a chance to catch his breath as you built a furious pace. His balls slapped against your chin, but you ignored it, completely focused on ramming his hips into your face.

“How is your mouth so good? So perfect, fuck, hyung you’re so lucky…”

Yoongi chuckled. “What are you talking about? She’s giving it to you right now.”

Jungkook could only respond with an incomprehensible wail as you reached around, feeling for his large hand and placing it on the back of your head.

“That means fuck her face.” Yoongi spoke for you considering you had Jungkook’s entire thick cock jammed down your throat.

“Are y-you sure?” Jungkook gasped, looking down at you. You raised an eyebrow.

“Do it, Jungkookie,” Yoongi nudged, his deep voice breathless and commanding. “Give her what she wants.”

Jungkook clenched his jaw and rolled his hips into your lips, gasping at the added tightness. Your brows furrowed, now completely focused on keeping your mouth and throat muscles tensed as Jungkook wildly thrusted into your face, hand gripping the back of your head, moaning so loudly that the sound filled the whole room with his lust. His muscles rippled above you, so sexy and beautiful that your whimpered around his cock, digging your nails into his hips as you held on.

Your eyes widened as you heard Yoongi get up, his fingertips touching your ass. A familiar, sexual touch that you had longed for all this time.

“Don’t worry,” Yoongi said softly, stroking your skin as Jungkook continued to shove his cock into your face. “I’ll be careful.”

He was talking about himself, not you. He was the one you were worried about, not you. Not you as your eyes rolled back into your head, Yoongi’s fingers slipping under your panties, sliding into your wet heat, his thumb pressed against your clit. The force of Jungkook’s thrusts made you back up into Yoongi’s hand, fucking his fingers as Jungkook humped your face.

“H-hyung, I’m close…” Jungkook gasped, realizing Yoongi was now next to the bed, casually fingering your pussy as he face-fucked you.

“Go ahead,” Yoongi said calmly. “Cum down her throat.”

Jungkook slowed down a little but Yoongi growled, warning him.

“Come on, Jungkook, do it.”

And then the pace roughened, Jungkook chasing his release in your tight mouth, your jaw aching as Yoongi’s fingers buried into your folds, humming approvingly as your walls clenched around them, dripping down his palm.

“That’s it,” Yoongi breathed. “You finally get what you’ve always wanted.” He leaned down, closer to your ear, both of Jungkook’s hands in your hair to hold you in place as you squeezed the head of his cock with your throat. “And I don’t even have to do anything, since Jungkook is strong enough to do the work for both of us.”

You whined, your climax thundering into you unexpectedly with Yoongi’s deep drawl so close to you, Jungkook’s clean cologne mixed with the scent of sex coming from both you and him. Yoongi grinned as your pussy throbbed around his long fingers, viscous liquid sliding down his wrist. Your entire body shivered, vibrating Jungkook’s cock, and he moaned above you, spurting down your throat with a groan of your name. Oh, yes. So delicious and so much. You swallowed greedily, eyes fluttering closed as pleasure warmed you from your core and your mouth, sucking the drips off the sensitive head.

“Fuck,” Jungkook gasped, knees giving out a little, making your body dip, your hard nipples brushing against the sheets. His hands lowered, gripping your shoulders tightly. You felt Yoongi remove his fingers, licking them off, moaning in satisfaction. Slowly, gingerly, Jungkook pulled back, your lips tightening as he backed off.

“N-noona, please…”

Reluctantly, you let go. Jungkook gulped, eyes flickering to Yoongi, who turned around and went back to his computer chair, sitting back down. He looked up at Jungkook, raising an eyebrow.

“Something wrong?”

“A-ah… well…” Jungkook rubbed the back of his head.

“Does she seem satisfied to you?”

Jungkook looked over to you as you removed your panties, chucking them to Yoongi. He caught them out of the air, smirking as Jungkook’s eyes followed the journey of your panties. He jumped as he heard you open the nightstand drawer, taking out the box of condoms once again and selecting one as if you were at the fucking buffet picking a damn entrée. Jungkook wiggled out of his clothes, kicking them off the bed even as his brain considered uneasily. His body was already deciding for him.

“Uh…”

You grabbed Jungkook by the shoulders and pushed him down on the bed. He was not as dominant as he was when you were alone, but that was probably nerves due to Yoongi’s presence. You noticed out of the corner of your eye that Yoongi sniffed your panties and licked them before placing them on his crotch.

You blinked at him. He gave you an open-mouthed smirk as response.

You swore Yoongi was not this freaky before he met you. He matched your wavelength in his own way and you weren’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. You slid down Jungkook’s abs, eyes still on Yoongi, careful to place your knees so Jungkook’s left thigh was trapped between them.

Then you sat down.

Jungkook gasped at the contact of your dripping wet pussy hitting his muscle. Your grinded into his thigh, looking back at into those big doe eyes as he gawked at you. You tilted your head, reaching back and unhooking your bra. You hand caught the black cups before it fell, hiding your nipples from him.

Jungkook whined as you rubbed your swollen clit against his skin.

You chuckled, gazing down at his swelling cock. “Need you to be hard for me again, Jungkookie, so I can ride you.”

He bit his lip as you continued to rub your juices onto his thigh. He tensed it under you and you hissed appreciatively, flinging your bra aside as you grabbed his cock with one hand, stroking it to full hardness as you abused your clit against his firm thigh, increasing the sensitivity. His eyes darkened from his hair covering his face, slipping to his other, more feral side, the duality so delicious you felt yourself squelch against him.

Jungkook cocked a dark eyebrow, smirk on his lips. “So wet for me. Want my cock that bad?”

You ripped the condom open, tossing the wrapper aside, matching his smirk as you rolled it down his throbbing length.

“Gonna fuck you until you can’t think anymore, Jungkook.”

And then you lifted yourself from his leg and sat down on his cock.

Jungkook gasped sharply, throwing his head back into the pillows as you fitted yourself around his stiff length, not letting him get used to it, not letting yourself get used to it as you began to smack your hips into his, his eyelids fluttering helplessly, moans radiating off the walls.

Yoongi chuckled. “You’re heartless. He’s going to cum in two seconds.”

You grinned, placing your hands above Jungkook’s shoulders and fucking him into the bed, thrusting him into you so hard that Jungkook yelped, sound of skin on skin wetly crashing against firmness, lewd and obscene. Fuck, he felt so good, thick and pulsing against your walls, his breathless whimpers spurring you on as you clenched around him, your pussy pumping his cock.

“Look at you, Jungkook,” you panted, slamming your hips together and making him groan again, clutching fistfuls of pillows. Your breasts bounced with your movements, hypnotizing him. His hair was spread out in black messy curls, framing his chiseled jaw and blown-out pupils, the mole underneath his lower lip trembling as he struggled to hold on to your untamed wildness. “Needed my pussy so bad, hm? Needed noona to take care of you, didn’t you? Bet you begged Yoongi to let you have me again.”

Jungkook’s eyes went wide, jerking his head towards Yoongi as his hyung grinned devilishly.

“And you would be right,” Yoongi purred.

“Hyung!”

You snickered, fucking him harder, faster, giving him a full body roll onto his dick and Jungkook’s head slammed back into the pillows, neck muscles tightening as he belted your name from the top of his lungs, chest shaking as he came. His cock jolted against your walls, pumping the condom full as you massaged his entire length, exhaling his name as you came as well, eyes closing in satisfaction. Your hands slid down to Jungkook’s shoulders, kneading them in your hands.

Even if your heart was Yoongi’s, your body could be equally turned on by both men. It wasn’t that you didn’t love Jungkook, because of course you did.

But Yoongi and you…

You looked over to Yoongi and he nodded, sliding up to the side of the bed with his computer chair.

The way his lyrics felt like your thoughts, the way that he took complex emotions and turned them into simple, elegant phrases, the way he looked at you, knowing you in a way that was more than just love, but also understanding the good and bad, the two sides of the same coin. He was open and honest with you, never letting you feel bad about your nonconformist beliefs, never judging you even if it was abnormal or unorthodox.

Such as sitting on Jeon Jungkook’s dick right now, running your nails over his sculpted chest and making him moan under you as Yoongi smiled. Well, he too was pleased Jungkook was having a good time. He did love the maknae quite a lot. Even sent him a long text telling him (and Kim Taehyung, of course). You, like everyone else, had that on tape, including Kim Seokjin feeding an unsuspecting Yoongi an empty calm shell afterward.

You smiled at the memory.

You leaned over to Yoongi, kissing him softly as he met you in the middle.

“Want to blow you while he’s fucking me,” you murmured into Yoongi’s lips.

Yoongi shook his head, pouting slightly. “Hah, don’t tempt me.”

You squeezed Jungkook’s cock inside you and Jungkook groaned, hardening at the stimulation. “At least a handjob?” you pleaded. “Please, Yoongi.”

Jungkook patted your thigh and you felt him reach down, holding onto the condom. You lifted your hips and he slid out with a gasp, stunned by the sensitivity. Yoongi narrowed his eyes at you, before sighing heavily, rubbing his forehead with his right hand. You grinned as Yoongi reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a spare towel, throwing it at Jungkook so he could clean himself up.

“Okay, okay,” he gave in, getting up from the chair so you could lower his underwear. “My physical therapist is gonna kill me.”

You raised your eyebrows. “You told your physical therapist you have a girlfriend?”

Yoongi frowned. “Of course not. But it was heavily implied not to exert myself outside of physical therapy.”

You slid his boxer briefs down, freeing his incredibly hard cock, definitely ignored all this time. The head was purple red, desperate to be touched.

“A handjob isn’t physical exertion, hyung,” Jungkook mumbled, stroking his cock as he stared at your ass.

Yoongi moved away from you to sit on the bed, smushing all the pillows so he had a small mountain of softness to lay against. “Yes, well,” Yoongi grumbled, spreading his legs for you as you dipped down, ass up in the air for Jungkook. “I can’t control myself around her. Don’t want to take it too far.”

Jungkook sucked on his teeth at the image of your hand wrapping around Yoongi’s cock, stroking it slowly. You moaned softly, leaning against Yoongi’s thigh, feeling the familiar hardness and contours of his veins imprinted into your palm, Yoongi’s shallow breathing as you pumped him.

“Excuse me, you are supposed to be cock-deep in her pussy,” Yoongi barked at Jungkook, who started, fumbling with the box of condoms.

“Uh… are you sure?”

Yoongi narrowed his eyes. “Yes, I’m sure, get your dick in there.”

You turned your head to look at Jungkook inquisitively, shaking your ass at him.

“Please, Jungkook?”

Apparently, that was all the enticing Jungkook needed because he immediately ripped open a condom and shoved it onto his cock before scooting up to you and gripping your hips. Yoongi grinned, patting your head as Jungkook slid into you once again, eyelids fluttering at the sensation.

“See,” Yoongi purred. “Now I don’t have to feel guilty that you’re not getting the good dicking you deserve.”

You smeared his pre-cum down the head and Yoongi moaned, tipping his head back into the headboard.

“Missed your cock, Yoongi,” you breathed, watching his delicate features twist in pleasure as you increased your pace, feeling Jungkook roll his hips into you, going slow and steady so as not to blow his load within seconds.

Yoongi smirked. “I know, but health comes first. Maybe next time I’ll let you get spit-roasted by Jungkook and I.”

You felt Jungkook’s fingertips dig into your hips. “R-really?” he blurted, far too quickly to censor himself.

Yoongi turned his attention from you, cocking an eyebrow.

“I-I mean…” Jungkook sputtered.

“Well,” Yoongi said calmly, smiling. “Guess I promised now, so I suppose it’s going to happen at some point.”

You chuckled. “Which hole do you want?” you teased.

Yoongi growled, closing his eyes, imagining it. “Fuck, I don’t know.” He gasped with Jungkook as you increased in speed on his cock and rammed your hips back into Jungkook’s. “We’d have to do both for me to be satisfied.”

You raised your eyebrows.

Well.

“What Yoongi wants, Yoongi gets.”

Yoongi chuckled as Jungkook moaned at the thought, grasping your hips tighter and fucking your harder, his cock hitting you deeply, making your gasp. Yoongi’s eyes cracked open and looked at you, devious and dangerous.

“Jungkook.” Yoongi called for the maknae’s attention. “Spank her.”

Your eyes widened and you cried out as Jungkook’s large palm smacked your ass, making your pussy clench around his cock. Your free hand came up and slammed against the headboard, not wanting to unnecessarily grip Yoongi’s arm even if it was his right. Yoongi eyes darkened with lust, smirk growing as you gripped his cock harder, jacking him off roughly.

“I love your fingers wrapped around my cock,” Yoongi breathed against your lips. “More, Jungkook.”

You felt the stinging pain radiate up your ass, the sound echoing off the walls as Jungkook growled, thrusting violently with repeated, wet squelches, your cum dripping down his thighs and yours, getting wetter and wetter as he slapped your ass and made your pussy throb around his cock. He was stronger than Yoongi and his slaps were a little inexperienced, but it felt good all the same, good because you could feel Yoongi getting hotter and harder in your hands, thighs tensing as he neared his release, Jungkook rambling behind you.

“F-fuck, you feel so good,” Jungkook snarled. “Such a fucking good pussy, so fucking tight and wet. Can’t help but want you, can’t help but think about fucking you, fuck.”

Yoongi shifted his gaze to your ass bouncing as Jungkook fucked and spanked it, turning it a red. Your nails curled into the headboard, barely taking tight gasps as your orgasm neared, threatening you.

“Close,” he breathed. “Fuck, you look so good being abused by Jungkook’s cock.”

You chewed on your lip, determined to get Yoongi off before yourself, clenching your jaw. You felt Yoongi hiss, pressing his head against the headboard, eyes shifting to lock with yours. Your name slid out of his lips in a euphoric exhale, his control slipping as he groaned, cock jerking into your hand. You gasped as he came.

Holy fuck.

Yoongi hadn’t cum in so long that the force of his orgasm splattered up your chest, painting your tits with thick white strings and staining you with his scent. You pussy clenched and suddenly you felt your own orgasm crash down, no longer inhibited due to your surprise, sending shocks of pleasure through your body as your pussy spasmed around Jungkook’s cock, choking the oversensitive head. Jungkook came with a sharp yelp of your name, burying his nails and fingertips into your hips, bruising you for sure, but all three of you were trapped in the chain reaction of orgasm that it became a mix of different pornographic sounds of release booming against the apartment walls.

Once again, soundproofing was really saving your asses here because all three of you seemed to forget that none of this should be happening.

The ecstasy slowly, slowly trickled away. Jungkook’s hands loosened their grip on you, his body sliding down and leaning against your back. He was panting hard, his sweat sticking to your skin, heart thudding in time with yours. Yoongi finally opened his dark eyes, staring down at your cum-covered breasts with a dry chuckle.

“Whoops.”

You pressed your forehead against the cool headboard, your tits hitting his upper arm. Yoongi clicked his tongue as his own cum dripped on his shirt.

“Serves you right,” you muttered.

“My dick is passing out,” Jungkook whined.

Yoongi shrugged. “Isn’t today your off day anyway?”

Jungkook squeezed you tightly, hope rising in his voice. “Y-yeah.”

Yoongi hummed. “The others might find out.”

Jungkook sucked in his cheek. “Who cares?” he chirped defiantly.

You felt Yoongi let out a raspy laugh.

“Ah, they’re going to be so jealous of you, Jungkookie.”

part iii “You’re not allowed to say such things.”

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Hi! <3 I'm the roomate hc anon again (lol) and can I request best friends to lovers hc for iwaizumi, kuroo and oikawa? Also this blog is gonna blow up soon so remember me when you're famous bro 😌✊️❤️

OMG HI AGAIN! i’m so sorry this is late :( but oh my the excitement that flooded through me when i saw this request hsvhjsd. i really hope you enjoy this!! also vshdks i luv u bb THANK YOU.

iwaizumi hajime

im making these as detailed as fuck so i apologize in advance <3

becoming best friends with hajime was a very out of the blue thing

the two of you shared a lot of classes together, and since you were always seeing each other, you’d choose each other as partners a lot

you’d sit next to him in all the classes that you could

you’d meet up a lot during school breaks and just hang out

you two clicked very well honestly, like you found that it was so easy to talk to him, and it was so easy to lose yourself in the conversation

most of your convos are v mature and sophisticated too like

it’s nice when you can talk to someone on the same brain wavelength as you yk 😼

anyways overtime you’d come to his practice sessions, and even if they were long you’d just stay and watch bc why not

if you had hw to do and he noticed you were a lil stressed about it, he’d tell u to come study while he practiced as a change of scenery and all

he’d walk you home almost every night at this point

oikawa noticing and being jealous <3

“they’re stealing you from me!” “they’re not— what is wrong with you oikawa.”

okay so this best friend stuff has been going on for a long time

long enough for you to realize you wanted more from him

but this is iwaizumi hajime and it’s almost impossible to know what he’s thinking

ever

so you just keep it to yourself, thinking it’s just a small crush and it’s not worth ruining what the two of you have at this rate

so all this had happened first year, and when you’re nearing the end of your second year

that’s when you realize that

shit

it’s not just a crush

and when you have feelings for someone, every little thing they do expands a million times in your head

so a hug from him that you’d once never go over twice has you thinking about it as you go to sleep

the hoodies he’d lend you during practice while you stayed in the gym bc it was ungodly cold in there now send tingles down your spine at the lingering scent of him

the way he’d grab your hand to drag you somewhere now leave a heavy effect on your palm, forcing you to trace it once he’s gone

his texts give you butterflies

every time his name pops up on your phone screen you have a mini heart attack

and yeah

those are all symptoms of a crush

but is a crush meant to last this long?

at the start of your third year, you greet him outside of the school gates after not seeing you all summer

he smiles so bright and hugs you so, so tightly

you already are so hyperaware of how strong iwa is

but the feelings you have for him that won’t go away are so not helping your fixation on the feel of his biceps

anyways before this becomes v nsfw

you two catch up like u had met yesterday

and then at the end of the day, after practice, which you stay for bc u missed ur vbc boys 🥺

he walks you home

like always

and as he stands by your front door, in a burst of courage, he takes your hand in his and pulls you harshly towards him, pushing his body against yours and capturing your lips in a heated kiss

it’s so messy and harsh and you pretty much collided

but holy shit

you were pretty sure fireworks erupted when you two kissed

years of pining and what had felt like unrequited love finally being resolved

it’s the most satisfying feeling ever

you never want to stop kissing him

but alas </3

when he pulls back, you’re both breathing so heavily

you’re not sure if it’s the adrenaline or the kiss itself

and he just looks at you and goes “did u tan while you’re away ur eyes look brighter”

no sir i am in love with you

when you two officiate things

he’s actually way shyer than he was as best friends???

like as best friends he wouldn’t feel slightly weird about hugging you in public or grabbing at your hand randomly or being seen alone with you

but now like

people know ??? and somehow that scares iwa

or makes him uncomfortable

idk he just feels iffy

but ur so understanding bless ur heart <3

ur so careful with him and take it at his own pace

zero pda at the start of the relationship

like he won’t even wanna hug u in front of the seijoh team

but slowly he warms up

and he starts getting more comfortable with things like hand holding and occasional pecks on the cheek/lips

your traditions as best friends don’t die as lovers

if anything you believe in them even more

now you watch more diligently during practice

you proudly attend his games in his jersey, cheering the loudest for him (and for the rest of the boys bc they: best)

walks home with you are so much more serene

always gives you a kiss before he parts ways

idk it’s like some sort of commemoration for your first kiss/confession

unless you invite him inside 😏

this is so fucking long im so sorry i just love iwa

anyways anybody want boyfriend!iwa headcanons i got a lot hehe

to conclude, it was so gradual and inevitable with the two of you, and you’re forever glad it happened when it did and you hadn’t rushed anything <3333

oikawa tōru

unlike hajime, this wasn’t something that took one or two years

this bitch couldn’t admit he was in love with you for like 10 years okay

you’ve known him for the majority of your life, because you’d always lived in close proximity to each other

but you were never best friends yk? just acquaintances

it was around the end of middle school when you two got close

cause you saw he was applying to aoba johsai for high school

and you were like !!! i’m going there too

at first he was like stop copying me 😾

you guys had a staring contest bc y’all are idiots and there were legit tears streaming down ur face but u were not about to lose to a pissbaby like him

he blinked 😁👍🏼

and he lost

and then he decided “you’re my best friend now ”

anyways aside iwa, he now had someone else he was going into high school with

like it’s a completely new environment but he had two people he very much liked going with him !!!

when the time came around to like apply for/join clubs, you had been so clueless

but toru stuck by you !! and he was so adamant on helping you !!

he would sit with you after school as he practiced tossing with hajime and just brainstorm with you what you liked to do

it’s what brought you two closer together

cause you realized just how many things in common you had with him

for a full week he tried to help you come up with something

for the sake of this hc let’s say u decide to join the newsletter club

you’re very wary at first but then he’s like when ur part of it you’ll visit the vbc regularly so u can take pictures/observe to write essays

the fact that toru would be there kinda set you at ease

now you’ve never seen toru play properly

he’s practiced in front of you before

plenty of times

but a proper match? or a practice one?

never

so it’s safe to say u were in awe when you got assigned to go watch a practice match against (idk pick a school)

it’s embarrassing to admit but your eyes were on him the entire time

thank god he became the captain later on else it’d be so sus

you really tried to pay attention to anybody else lmfao

it’s kinda what drew you to him more

you still didn’t really have feelings

you only realized just how passionate he is about everything

at some point you had an essay to write for your newsletter about the volleyball club

but you were having a hard time like really getting into it

so you immediately just called toru and were like “help 😃”

he came over and you asked him a bunch of questions, and he would go on deadass 20 min rants for each of them

you were just

so amazed

like how could someone have so much passion for something like this?

you realize how but that’s for later

overtime you two got closer bc of how much your work was associated with him

he’s incredible as a best friend

he’s the first one with the school’s weekly newsletter as soon as it’s out

granted it’s to read the section about him but yk, the sentiment’s there

also love, love, loves lazy days with you

he doesnt even care if the boys know that he worships the chick flicks you two watch

i feel like oikawa would be an avid anime watcher

idk why i just do

so he’d be blasting anime theme songs on a speaker as you’re in the shower and he’s in your room waiting for you and you’re both just singing w the sound of water rushing down

actually it’s not just anime songs it’s all songs

a l l songs

anyways

so you two get really close, and then he has a super important match coming up

let’s say it’s the spring interhigh one against karasuno

the one they won

idk im just choosing at random

and the night before he’s like begging you on text to wear his jersey

he’s like PLEASE NO ONE’S EVER DONE THAT FOR ME

you’re like bruh u have a cult following ?????

but eventually u say yes

ur not really sure where it’s coming from but this is oikawa he’s an unpredictable as can be

when you show up in a jersey he so conveniently left at your house once

he’s so genuinely shocked even though he was the one that asked for this???

gives you the biggest hug like spins you around and just

“you’re my lucky charm”

when he wins

after celebrating with his team

he runs over to you

and just

he kisses you

full on the mouth

it’s probably the rush and excitement of winning that gave him the courage to finally spill all his feelings out into this kiss

you’re in his jersey, in the stands and you genuinely feel like it’s only just the two of you

despite how sudden it was the kiss is so gentle, like he’d been planning it since forever

“i told you you’re my lucky charm” he says as he rests his forehead against yours and kisses you gently again

oikawa had already been affectionate as your best friend

always displaying his love outwardly with like always calling out your name so loud whenever he sees you and giving you bone crushing hugs

deadass his 6’0 self will just jump on you

but now it’s extra

makki always gags around the two of you but you just stick ur tongue out at him and go “ur just mad ur best friend’s getting some pussy/dick and ur not”

makki then proceeds to shriek at you like a fucking banshee <3

anyways

yes

oikawa best friends to lovers excellence is so cute eeeekkk

and now u always wear his jersey at games

(u couldnt make it to the game against karasuno where they lost for whatever reason and he held it against u for the longest time)

(“maybe if a certain someone were there we wouldn’t have lost”)

what a big baby you love him

kuroo tetsurō

AH SEXY CHEMISTRY NERD 👅👅👅

kuroo as ur best friend

im frothing

i feel like you’d grow close after meeting at an event or something

like you’re a friend of a friend of a friend

i see kuroo as someone who’s so suave and cool and flirty with people he doesn’t have feelings for

but put the crush factor in and he’s a mess

like his brain just stops working

so when he first met you

he thought u were so fucking hot

but that’s it

his lower body was doing all the thinking <3

so he was so flirty

and that’s essentially what your friendship is built off of

and when friends are so flirty with each other, they generally grow close and trust each other really quickly

ur not a nekoma student but ur in tokyo so you meet up often

you just

it’s so nice to be around him

you find it so easy to just be yourself around him

going out with him is super fun

and a lot of the times you guys have study dates and you literally don’t talk except during the 10 min breaks you two take

it’s just hyper focus for the two of you which is great

he really channels the best student in you what a man !

i think during your third year of high school you two got insanely close

because you were highly unsure if you were gonna leave japan or stay

so you wanted to make the most out of everything

so you’d go out with him more often

he’d stay during the weekends and you two would like bake christmas goods all night even if it’s literally september lmfao

cuddling is so natural

like you’re both so touchy with each other but not in a weird way just a super comfortable kind of way

like if you’re shorter than him, he’s always leaning his arm on you like you’re his arm rest

it’s a win win bc he gets to touch you and tease you

wow the horny really jumped out in that one

anyways

you go to every single one of his games !!

cheer him on so!! fucking!! loud!!

you probably make a provocative sign and stand a chair and just wave it around and kuroo’s so heart eyes lmfao

the climb up to becoming lovers is so

natural?

i think kuroo first realizes that maybe, yk, he wants those flirtatious comments to mean something and those random touches to hold more romantic value to them, when you two are out together

it’s a completely chill day and it’s not really warm not really chilly. you’re just comfortable

he takes you to a park after buying the both of you ice cream from the stand across the street and sits down at a bench with you

just people watching

and then it kinda goes really silent

but

it’s not awkward??? like at all???

he’s not looking to fill the silence with any random words

he’s just

enjoying simply being with you

and he glances at you momentarily and it hits him like so hard just how pretty you are

his eyes slightly widen like

holy fuck

what the f u ck

remember when i said he’s all cool until feelings come into play

yeah 😼

he literally freezes up and blurts out, without even meaning to, “i think i have feelings for you.”

he really didnt even process he said that

you kinda

pause for a second

and then you realize what you said and you just smile and lean over towards him, lifting your thumb up to the corner of his lips and brushing away some ice cream

“you think?” you tease, and then at the spot where the ice cream was misplaced, you placed a gentle kiss

he kinda relaxes and then eyes you as he says, “i know.”

it is just. heaven after that

i think the two of you would be less flirty around each other once becoming official

like yeah he definitely comments once or twice every now and then and don’t get me wrong, so do you

but it’s just less frequent

like a blanket has been lifted to uncover the true, hidden meanings behind the comments and you can now just breathe easier

you two end up in the same uni on accident hevejsk

like you had a long ass talk about how it’s okay if you didn’t end up in the same uni you’d still make it work

and it would’ve worked tbh

fate just ships you two too much

when you told each other you were literally that spiderman meme of the two spidermen pointing at each other lmao

power couple of the uni

power couple of tokyo

power couple of japan

you’re literally so happy with him you wouldn’t trade him for the world

and maybe you saw it coming

but it still remains a shock whenever you wake up and he’s there laying next to you, smiling lazily at you before reaching over to give you a gentle kiss

anyways happy early birthday king i love you kuroo hehe

end note; i really had a lotta fun w this one omg!! thank you again for requesting, anon, and i hope everybody else enjoyed!! feel free to request, mwah <3

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #oikawa x reader #oikawa toru headcanons #oikawa headcanons #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi headcanons #iwaizumi hajime x reader #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo x reader #kuroo headcanons #oikawa x you #iwaizumi x you #kuroo x you

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alpacaparkaseok · 4 years ago

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Mine

1. He what now?

Genre: Yoongi x OC

Warnings: none

Word Count: 2.4k

Synopsis: The first time Cara Richie sets foot on the Graham Norton show she’s confronted with questions that have less to do with her upcoming film “Young Rising”, and much more to do with BTS. More specifically with one of their rappers, Suga. Cara is an open supporter and fan of the band, however when Min Yoongi is shipped with the bilingual up-and-coming actress after mentioning her in an interview, things start to get out of hand. Fanart, twitter trends, and stalkers ensue, leaving Cara’s career up to an unknown fate. Then comes the moment the world didn’t even realize it was waiting for: a solo track from Agust D that raises more questions than answers, especially for Cara.

I would recommend the Graham Norton show to anybody purely based off the quality of their couches.

It’s our five minute call when Sebastian Stan, my co-star and annoyingly close friend, shakes me out of my half-asleep daze.

“Hey, we’re about to be called up. Ready?” He helps me to sit up, laughing at the state of my hair. No doubt it looks like a bird’s nest. He motions for one of the crew to help me out, a petite makeup artist appearing out of nowhere and touching up my hair.

“Yeah, I’m excited I swear. I just wish I wasn’t so tired.” Sebastian and I rolled in from where we were shooting in the Democratic Republic of the Congo at about ten o’clock this morning. I have yet to recover from the long trip. Unfortunately, our interview was scheduled for tonight, and we stand to begin our course of promoting the movie for the foreseeable future. It’ll still be a few hours before I can crawl into a bed.

“At least it’s only an hour time difference, right?” Sebastian stands me up, instructing me to do some stretching.

“At least we finally have service. I haven’t spoken to my family in three months, they probably think you killed me and left me there in the middle of the jungle.”

One of the perks of our on location shooting was the fact that we only had a couple of satellite phones. No contact with the outside world for nearly three months. I grew way too attached to it, although the one downside was not getting to know how my family and friends were. A lot can happen in three months. I’ve been so rushed to get ready and get over here to the show that I’ve hardly had any time to even glance at my phone besides a cursory text to my group chat with my family letting them know that I’m still alive and back in civilization.

“Tempting, but too many witnesses.” Sebastian winks at me, coming to attention when we’re motioned over by one of the staff. Glancing at the TV in the waiting room I can see Graham Norton beginning to introduce us.

“Our next guests have just re-entered into civilization, so do excuse them if they’re a little off. Please welcome the dashing Sebastian Stan and lovely Cara Richie!”

Sebastian motions for me to go first, and I jump out into the bright lights. Even though I’ve been on a few shows by now, it never gets old. Granted, I’ve only had one successful blockbuster. Maybe I won’t feel the same once that number starts to climb.

I greet Graham before settling down on the couch beside Billie Eilish, the musical guest of the day. I’ve met Billie before, we actually became fast friends. I was invited to a music awards show (I found out that actors are often invited to them for some reason), and we decided to ditch the after party and settle for pizza and a movie instead.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, glad to know you’re still alive.” Billie mumbles.

“Barely,” I whisper back. Sebastian sits down on the other side of me, waving to a few people in the audience. There are a group of girls near the front row that scream even louder when I look their way, and I smile at them. Sebastian sure does have an affect on people.

“Well, well. Glad to see you’ve made it. Didn’t you two just fly in this morning?” Sebastian jumps in to answer. I appreciate him taking the lead, he definitely has a lot more experience than me.

“Sure did. I think you’re trying to kill us, Graham.” Graham gasps, every bit the entertaining host.

“Now, Cara,” I smile at the man, hopefully masking my exhaustion. I’m a huge fan of him, and I want to leave a good impression. “This is your second major film. How are you feeling with all of the attention you’ve received? Because really, you came out of nowhere.”

I nod, reminding myself not to depend on Sebastian. “That’s true, I kind of did. It’s been amazing though. I think they sent me off to the middle of nowhere so it wouldn’t go to my head.” Graham laughs, the audience joining in. I sit up a little straighter because of it.

“That’s probably smart on their part. Really, from what I’ve seen of the previews for this film, it’s called ‘Young Rising’, correct?” We nod. “Right. It looks quite intense. But you two, you two are lovers in this.”

I shoot Sebastian a look that tells him we are anything but. “Yeah,” I draw out the word. “You could say that.”

“I really don’t know what they were thinking, putting the two of us together.”

“You mean to say that you don’t like each other at all?” Graham asks, feigning concern.

I shake my head. “I loathe him. But he won’t leave me alone, can you believe it?”

Graham nods. “Actually, I can. After all, you were recently named among the ‘most wanted’ stars in the world.”

I look at Billie completely surprised. “I was?” I ask her. She nods, shrugging her shoulders.

“Most wanted? That makes me sound like a criminal!”

“Isn’t that the point?” Sebastian taunts.

We continue bickering for a while. “I had no idea, but really I have no clue what’s happened over the past three months.”

Graham hums, shuffling through his papers before coming upon what he was looking for. “Really? Well I find that quite interesting, because something happened just last week on this show.” Suddenly the girls up front start screaming again, hardly able to contain themselves.

I look at Sebastian. “What did you do?” I whisper. He shakes his head at me, mouthing ‘nothing’.

“Alright, calm down you three. I haven’t even gotten the chance to tell her yet, you’re going to spoil the surprise!” WIth great effort the girls pipe down. Graham swivels back to me, a mischievous smile on his face.

“Oh no, what surprise?” I groan.

Billie pats my knee. “I know what this is about, it’s been all over twitter. This is what I’m thinking of, right?” Billie asks, shooting me a close-lipped smile.

“All over twitter? I haven’t had a chance to check twitter.” To be honest, I was putting off checking the hot mess that is social media. Three months of peace and quiet have been so nice, I’m clinging to it before I have to dive back in.

“Last week, we had a very special musical guest. You’re a fan of BTS, aren’t you?”I nod, furrowing my eyebrows. Where is he going with any of this?

“Yeah, I love them. We were just listening to them in the car, actually.” I gesture between Sebastian and I. Graham studies us like a textbook, nodding along.

“That’s perfect! They came on the show last week, it was amazing. Wasn’t it?” The audience cheers and claps in response. “We got to have a little chat before they performed. A nice little heart to heart if you will. Somehow, I have no idea how, we got onto the topic of their love lives.”

We all give him a complimentary laugh, knowing full well how they got onto that topic. Any successful interviewer knows their way around questions to make even the most composed celebrity fidget in their seat until they slip up.

“Oh did you?” Sebastian prompts Graham on. I know him well enough that he’s just wanting to move on at this point. We’re here to talk about our movie, not BTS. Heaven knows they’re famous enough already.

“Yes. You’ve heard of Suga?” I nod. I know who each of the members are, I really do like them a lot. “Well, he said something quite interesting, er, about you.”

My eyebrows flit up. “About me? He knows who I am?”The audience laughs, the girls in the front are practically causing an earthquake with how much jumping around they’re doing.

“He most certainly does. In fact, when I asked the boys if there was anyone they had their eye on, they all immediately turned to him! It was difficult to get it out of him, to say the least, but I found out that he’s a big fan of yours. And not just from a professional standpoint, if you know what I mean.” Graham winks at me even as my mouth falls open.

Me?

“You’ll have to watch the clip,” Billie says, nudging me. “It’s been all anyone can talk about all week. It’s been so annoying, I see your name everywhere now.” She laughs, and I pull myself together enough to laugh along with her. I look around, reminding myself that I’m on international television, and word will get around quick if I look like a high schooler that just got asked to the prom by her long-time crush.

Even though that’s exactly what I feel like.

The rest of the interview passes in a blur, Graham even going to far as to show me a couple of tweets with the hashtag, #CaraBTS. I’m just relieved there isn’t some weird couple name trending...yet.

“Oh, look at this one! You’ll love it.” Graham holds his paper up to the light, reading off of it. “‘This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill. Cara and Yoongi are finally happening. I’ve been pushing for this since I found out she went to school in Seoul!’ It would appear this has been a long time coming for some fans. There are others that aren’t quite as excited though, as you can imagine.”

Shuffling his papers he pulls out another tweet. “Here we are, ‘I’m telling you if Cara Richie lays a single finger on my lil meow meow I’m suing.’ Well isn’t that lovely?”

We finally move on, Sebastian telling a funny story from our time filming in the Congo. I add in whatever tidbits I can, but I remain so focused on looking normal and unbothered by this new information that I nearly miss Billie getting up to sing. It’s during her performance, when the lights are down low and our mics are turned off that Sebastian nudges me, whispering something under his breath.

He makes it look like he’s pointing something out on stage, “Hey, you alright?”

I nod along, looking for all the world like we’re chatting about the lighting. It’s true that it looks striking, the dark greens and blues cut across the stage, highlighting Billie’s haunting voice.

“I think I will be. Is this going to be a disaster? Now all anybody will want to talk about is my love life.”

“Which we both know is nonexistent.”

“Exact-hey!” I shove my friend before turning my attention back to the performance. I still can’t quite relax, but I feel a little better. At least I have Sebastian by my side. He certainly knows how to remain low-key when it comes to the press.

Once the interview ends the three girls at the front squeal until I look at Sebastian who gives me a shrug.

“I don’t think it’s for me,” he gestures to them. “Look at their sign.”

Sneaking a glance over there my eyes widen and I struggle to keep my mouth from hanging open. One of the girls holds up a little poster that I didn’t see before. She probably wasn’t allowed to hold it up during the show because she would block other people’s view.

There, written in big bold miss that only a blind man could miss it reads:

Cara x Yoongi nation

Graham notices my attention from where he’s saying goodbye to Billie and makes his way over to me. He gives me a pat on the back.

“That,” he points out the sign that is now burned into my eyelids. “Is only the beginning, love.”

🌙

By the time Sebastian and I make it back to the hotel where the rest of the cast and director/producers are staying, I want to lock my door and throw something.

Sebastian told me not to check twitter, but I ignored him. Curiosity did kill the cat, folks. News flash.

If I wasn’t known before, I certainly am now. Twitter is a mess of supportive fans, those fans who are heartbroken but happy for Suga, and the fans that are out for blood. Like, real blood. I’ve read the words “better watch out” so many times that I can’t help but look over my shoulder every few minutes.

I do appreciate the fans that claim that only true ARMY will support the boys’ decisions. Nevertheless, I decide to hold off any kind of presence on social media until further notice. A glance at the official BTS twitter shows them doing the same thing, apparently. I’m not sure whether I should be relieved or worried about that.

“I told you not to,” Sebastian chides once we enter the hotel. “Now you’re all depressed.”

“I’m not depressed,” I defend myself. “Just nervous. I’m not sure what this means for my whole acting career. I don’t like knowing that I have no control over it.”

Sebastian wraps an arm around my shoulders as we enter the elevator. “Not to worry, I’m sure the PR team is on it. Stacey is good with these kinds of things. Trust me, I’ve put her through enough near disasters that this will be a piece of cake.”

Sebastian and I share managers, PR reps, and many more things. We’re strange friends, thrown together through a series of random events, but I’m so grateful for him. I would be so lost without all the resources he’s provided me with.

I give a dry laugh, slumping against my friend as the thought of being so close to a bed only serves to make me more tired. “She’s probably glad that it’s not you for a change.”

“Yeah, probably.”Sebastian bids me goodnight, heading down to his room on the other end of the hall. I can hear our director and a couple of the producers talking, but it’s too muffled to make out much more than their voices. I’m too tired anyways, so I opt to head straight to my room and get into bed before anyone can ask me any questions. I barely make it into my pajamas before I hit the mattress, sighing as I sink into the covers.

“Ah, finally. Goodnight world,” I mumble, turning to flip my phone on silent. The moment I go to grab my phone, it lights up with a notification. Groaning, I pick it up, squinting at the light.

“He...he what now?”

Taglist is open! Lemme know if you wanna join.

What do you guys think Yoongi did??

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lampoest · 4 years ago

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Unfiltered thoughts watching mission impossible rouge nation inspired by @chaotically-cas

(sorry its so long my brain is all over the place)

this is also part 14 of me watching it every day :/

CURSING WARNING !! ALSO SPOILERS !!!

why is brandt first to speak

starting out with "shit" good call benji

brandt man we get the package is on the mcfucking plane

badass luther 10/10

nervous benji 10/10

that one sound effects sounds like the discord notif

why he in a fancy suit

*jumps on a plane with almost no plan on getting inside*

why did tom cruise think this was agood idea?

but like why would benji even open the ramp?

how is he not winded from that?

classic ethan

THE INTRO 1000/10

SOLOMON LANE !!

wait you can already see lane in the record shop.

how do they tell the agents these little convos?

also damn way to give it away

what if someone just looked in that room and saw the secret message?

also how did the disc get changed? because the imf definitely didnt make that

and how did lane know where he was going?

speaking of lane---

dang that man is pretty

he always sets guns down carefully

i can only see alec baldwin as trump from his snl skits so i dont take hunley seriously ;-;

damn brandt needs to step it up. man keeps letting himself be inturrupted

bruh the imf is only luck

why did no one resrict his legs?

also why is janik such an asshole?

dang she cool !!

why does it take janik so long to get that gun?

bravo-echo 1-1

this man is bleeding but decided instead of taking care of his wound he calls brandt.

i like how you actually see ethan worried and confused trying to plan his next moves. he is rarely caught off guard so it's refreshing to see his more human side

hunley spitting accusations damn bro

also a big fuck you from ethan to hunley

dang ethan is good

brandts little hidden smile

and ethan leaving trails

bitch how you sketch that good???

STAN BENJI !!

youve won, your way out of a job

benji is good

my little brandt x benji shipper in me is happy

simon pegg is such a good actor

the first time i saw this i was like: aww noooo

all dunn with that

TO THE OPERA !!!

TUX BENJI TUX BENJI

i cant tell if that was ethan

it just looks like youre talking to yourself thats more sus than using a phone

want drama? go to the opera

ok but like if you look like that im sorry you are a bad guy. thats like a stereotypical bad guy face

benji-

you can see ethan in the background of that scene

flute gun flute gun

oh no benji is in the closet. dont worry man we love you

if i were there and i just had a good vantage point i could find lane in an instant

ooh ilsa pretty

pipe gun

also pamphlet computer

those key things are cool and plausible

spiderman spiderman does whatever, ethan hunt can?

a W O M A N

what W O M A N?

reminds me of a marshmallow gun i made out if pvc pipes.

why does she not put that thing back?

also the dude loads it and then later it is unloaded

dang that guy is pretty tall.

ethan is so tiny

dis bitch is like uhh gimmie a sec to catch my breath mate

why he only dropkick people?

only 30 mins in ?!?!

the cinematography is exquisite

yes benji goin sicko mode

*gets shot* just a flesh wound

bruh i would've been so startled at that

i love how confused he is at that

ilsa saves ethan once again

they did this on the first day of filming

skdjs

ah yes random package in car = not bomb totally

if she tried to shoot benji then yes she is a bad person

but she didnt try to, she could've easily but didn't

benji being paranoid

she could just say the dude's name

benji being scared

hunley jumping to conclusions

brandt actually cares yeey

why di they approach from different sides of the street they were in the same car.

benji was far away from the sparks why he flinch?

friendship goals

oop plot dump that only mission impossible can get away with

ok...

why this mf's voice so smooth

lane is struggling with chopsticks

also lane :))))

ive chocked on my water so many times watching this scene

lanes voice :))))))

SHE RUINED HIS SUSHI WHAT THE FUCK ILSA

this man dont know what personal space is

gotta look up these peeps mbti types

casablanca references

also benji is wearing dollar store lookin glasses while ethan is wearing some fancy glasses

luther is top notch

as much as i dont like jeremy renner he delivers these lines really well

because atlee is a bitch

oh honey please, impossible is a walk in the park

benji just wants to wear a mask

id be so nervous walking through those

yes...

personal wellbeing who?

why not bring a plastic bottle full of air?

tom cruise can hold his breath for 6 minutes and he learned to do so for that scene

luther big brain

damn cctv

why did they need to break in while benji was going in?

das sus but ok

also isnt et voila french?

she just randomly tapping the ipad

benji being stressed

if he missed the exact center

i want one of those to open my locker's lock

if he just went with the current and didnt try to force his way against the water ilsa wouldn't have had to save him

imagine if he put the wrong one in-

she is breathing heavily to over saturate her body with oxygen so she can hold her breath longer

see ilsa makes it out without well and she went with the current

BENJI'S OUTFIT YESSS :))))))

no you didn't

you gave her a false sense of security

ethan's confused face for the next like 10 mins is great

liar

why does that one man look like sean ambrose?

parkour

skdjdksjdjdkfjs

the facial acting in this

STAIRS STAIRS STAIRS

the glare yesss

vrrrm vrrm

hey its you !

drivin like a grandma

shit !

benji just screaming

im convinced that ethan is indestructible

no you didn't survive that

bonk

dskfh

ethan didnt just-

also why didnt benji just tell ethan he made a copy ???

dont shoot and drive kids

high speed motorcycle chase with no helmet or leather. tom cruise, how?

i wanna learn how to drive a motorcycle

HOW THE FUCK IS HE NOT DEAD YET ?!?!

the lighting

ofc brandt would be the person why sits backwards on a chair. fkn bi vibes

benji to the rescue

fuck off atlee

i am so proud of us ...

the lines are done so well here

benji lookin like how i look when my parents argue

YES THIS SCENE

LANE LANE LANE LANE LANE

im too fucking gay for this movie-

once again no personal space

*inhales* :))))))))))))))

ive like memorized the entire script of this including the music

1 man performance of m:i5 ???

benji's outfit

also i love how youre able to see the characters in the background. props for the attention to detail

i need that haircut because his hair is lookin A+

fuck you atlee

ilsa spitting straight facts

uhh ilsa he still loves julia

NO BENJI NOOOO

EW FUCK OFF JANIK NO ONE LIKES YOU

speak of the devil-

betrayal--

WOULDNT YOU LIKE TO KNOW WEATHER BOY !??

actin sus

BENJI LANE BENJI LANE

his posture shdhskhsj (i cant be talking though)

0 personal space whatsoever

why does everyone have the same haircut in this???

simon mcburney pretending to be hunt prentending to be atlee

manipulation !?

the syndicate you say ? i know a thing or two about them 😼😼😼

damn though renner delivers these lines really well

a black tie? how informal. ..

complimenting hunt right infront of him

but he really didnt

i never realized that they were on the clock for this

huh...

the lil head nod though-

HAHA YEAH FUCK YOU ATLEE

is it bad that i hate atlee more than i hate lane?

ethan big smart wrinkle brain

janik just reading a fucking magazine

ethan has a photographic memory

oh look its benji :)))

lane :))))

ethan being tough

it must be aquward to get the low angle shots

lane is running out the clock to put pressure on ethan hmmm big brain

it isnt working though :\

damn he so cocky that hes telling the villain his plan

ill give you 1/5 of the money you wanted to get my bf back

ok but like does tom cruise just not age?

kill the woman

ugh i hate janik

the trust that is shown between those two is great

yes the score and the chase are so great

also this man really hates windows for some reason

fuck off janik

sneaky sneaky

EYY ITS LANE !!!

yeyy janik is dead

once again dodging bullets and hating glass

couldve killed him but needed him alive

the glass box

badass ethan

all the pretty men assembled

lane really let himself go aster this

dang though lane is my favorite villain ever

i like how for once the girl and the guy just are friends instead of romantically involved

eyy the callbacks to how the movie started.

welcome to the imf

#benji x brandt #mission impossible rogue nation #mission impossible #ethan hunt #benji dunn #luther stickell #ilsa faust #william brandt

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jelloopy · 4 years ago

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TAZ Grad Ep 27

The boys are in front of the Godscar chasm (This is spooky right off the bat lets see where this goes)

FUCK Argo rolled a 1 and is being strongly affected by the chasm he grabs onto Fitz’ shoulder for balance (Maplekeen shippers come get yall juice.)

T h e m u s i c (I will lose my mind as soon as this album is out good lord)

Argo is seeing himself attacking his boys? (Holy shit where is this going?)

IT WAS A FUCKING DREAM THANK FUCKING GOD (This better not be one of those things like Duck had in Amnesty I’ll fight.)

Griffin being pissed that he rolled a nat 20 on perception in a fucking dream and declaring that he’s withholding that until a more opportune time.

Uh oh…. Where are Firbolg and Fitz?

awe they left him a note! It’s okay!

GRAY BETTER BACK OFF IM ALREADY PISSED IM NOT EVEN 6 MIN INTO THE EPISODE AND IM ALREADY DONE. THIS MOTHER FUCKER NEEDS TO DIE AND QUICK. s t o p h u r t i n g a r g o 2 0 2 0

”That’s just dad’s inner monologue” that’s… awe come on “sorry my son came in here and said that bullshit” “awe Henry come on man” “being a bad son is genetic it seems” (Pure gold I love this family)

Sabor saying he was “somewhere else for a second” (does not give me the best vibes ngl…. Sabor’s p sus)

Justin’s new podcast law around Sabor and Firbolg. (Tbh I was a big fan of the slow arduous talking scenes but I will live I suppose…)

Sabor…………………… why are you so sus rn. Ur just tired. Stop being cryptic p l e a s e.

”I have been giving this much thought” “hell yes.”

FESTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THE MUSIC CAME ON AND I BECAME INSTANTLY FERAL HOLY CRAP FESTOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (I have been waiting for their return omfg)

”Would you like to party with the fairy’s?” “I need some sort of survival guarantee that I’ll make it through the evening” (This is an extremely viable request)

“Snippers don’t be like that…” “It’s okay I’m flattered!” (I need subtitles for Snippers p l e a s e)

“But this Lil guy is my familiar. He’s not the source of my magical powers, as far as I know… that would be a pretty late season twist.” “DAMNIT GRIFFIN YOU FIGURED IT OUT! All magic in Nua flows through snippers”

FESTO AND GORDY HAVE PARTIED TOGETHER WHAT A DUO (I need fanart of them STAT)

damnit they haven’t partied with Chaos

OH SHIT they don’t know about Fitzroy’s connection with Chaos

oop this is…. Oop. “if your source of magic is external you should not have been able to access it within the crypt.”

“I also have a habit of delighting people” “HM!”

He lovingly refers to them as his “Boys”

“that wasn’t Argo that was your dad” “CLINT?! THE POWERFUL WIZARD!?” (Clint is truly a multidimensional and plane hopping wizard. We stan)

“we need a name for this multiverse that Clint Travels through” “How about the Clinterous” “TRAVIS. Honestly Travis! Are you fucking kidding me?!” (I………… why Travis… why)

Thank god they all use the restroom before they leave

Argo was literally stabbing in his sleep….?

Firbolg’s first pair of shorts! ‘N he enjoys them. V v happy with this

This means that Gray is actively in Argo’s mind, twisting what he hears! That’s dogshit he needs to stop (s t o p h u r t i n g a r g o 2 0 2 0)

Firbolg has yet to tell them about his dad’s passing and Fitz’ respects that. Argo on the other hand goes ahead and pries in on it.

(Fits their characters tbh)

“Are we just not going to class anymore?” “It’s all Virtual” (I had to stop and laugh for a good minute bc of the delivery by Justin. It got me)

Hero is in front of the Chasm… bb are you ok...

Fitz’ whistling to get Hero’s attention… (Fitz… he’s not a Dog anymore bud…)

Hero has been working up the courage to explore the Chasms! (Pls take him with you)

“you were a dog for a long time you think that you’d be used to people cleaning up your mess” it gets a smile out of hero AND Firby starts to dance! (I need all of the Firby cosplayers to make a TikTok with this and I need all artists to draw this stat. I need the dopamine p l e a s e)

“He does this any time he makes a slam dunk of a joke we just have to let him finish”

God I love when they back up for a min and do some good ol table talk

”I’m talking as a human being Justin Mcelroy father of two.”

“If you guys win a demon war? It’s at least an A-” “what would it take to get the A+?” “You could bring me a fruit basket” (The absolute Corruption… lmao)

Niceee Hero is gonna go work with Althea this is gonna be great.

Yes griffin giving that perception check NO CLINT WITH THAT FUCKING NAT 1 (Clint needs new dice that are blessed please)

Fitz sees Argo take out his blade and sees a look in his eyes. Firby sees it too. (aaaaaand I was right it was one of those “Duck” scenarios ….. damnit)

Firby uses thorn whip around Argo’s wrist and he doesn’t fight it. ( :( )

Fitz insists that he goes into Argo’s mind to see what’s going on and Argo agrees but as Fitz gets near him he puts up a fight… (This is getting quite concerning)

FIRBOLG CASTS HOLD PERSON. HOLY SHIT. BRO. (I did not know he could do that… damn alright…)

Clint your VA is so good I adore you so much. (I just need to tell him that he is doing an amazing job. Pulling at my heartstrings constantly)

Maplekeen shippers come get your angst (I don’t ship it myself but I cannot imagine what the tags are gonna look like after this bc damn…)

CLINT YOU NEED TO FUCKING GET RID OF THAT D20 DUDE

Gray is in Argo’s mindscape. Mother FUCKER.

Fitz casts Thunderwave at Gray on-site and a Lil to cocky like Gray puts up a hand to block it but underestimates Fitz and goes flying about 10ft back (This is… mmmmm yes I’m very comfortable with the energy we’ve created in the studio today)

“Stop fucking cheating!” (YO HE CURSED REALLY WELL!!!!!! He’s learning!)

YEAH! THAT’S RIGHT MOTHER FUCKER BE SURPRISED BY FITZ AND RUN AWAY YOU COWARD (God I hate this dude)

“Festo wouldn’t do anything to hurt me” *silence* (Sus)

The portal in the Chasm... ever-growing… Opalescent being with white eyes...

ORDER?!

I’m very intrigued. I enjoy how Fitz is annoyed instead of angry most of the time. It really brings into perspective that this is kinda a useless war that doesn’t need to happen. That also the Warforged from the last episode was onto something with the question of “why six months?).

#taz spoilers #taz g #tazg #tazgraduation #taz graduation #theadventurezone #the adventure zone #thezonecast #the zone cast #firbolg #tazfirbolg #taz firbolg #argonaut keene #sir fitzroy maplecourt #sir fitzroy maplecourt knight in absentia in the realm of goodcastle #chaos #demon prince gray

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sekhisadventures · 2 years ago

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Why Do I Fight?

Somewhere in the Great Sea, The Wandering Isle, three months after the defeat of Zovaal.

Jaie padded along the path through the island towards the farms, her spear balanced on her shoulder as Zhan-min walked along with her, the shamanistic pandaren grinning as he looked around.

“Ya’ll heard tons o’ stories about Shen-zin Su back home, but it’s a heckuva thing ta find out the ol’ guy is still splashin’ his way across the oceans.” he commented, his thumbs in the belt holding his kilt up as he grinned widely, his bare (and bear) chest on display for all to see.

“Well, we felt the same way about Pandaria when we first left to join the Alliance and Horde.” replied Jaie, “I mean, before all that happened nobody in living memory had ever been to Pandaria. We knew it was out there somewhere… but the question was where.” she nodded.

“Mmmhm… so, what’d ya’ll come her fer lil’ missy?” he asked.

Jaie sighed, “I… just wanted to come visit someone is all. Something happened in the Shadowlands and, well… made me kinda homesick.” she nodded, smiling a bit sadly.

Zhan-min noticed, but didn’t comment on the expression, “Izzat so? Well, I know when not ta pry. I think I’ll just wander around a bit, take in th’ sights. Ya’ll come find me when yer done doin’ what ya’ll need ta do.” he nodded.

Jaie nodded back, grateful that the pandaren understood. It was nice having another one of her people in Avalon. The others were great, but there was an unspoken understanding when it came to talking with another pandaren.

She turned down one path, walking along the dirt road, and paused near one of the fields… gazing out at it.

She still remembered what had happened there when she was just a cub.

The virmen had swarmed, the rabbit-like creatures attacking the farm for the produce at harvest time. A huge swarm, they must have been building up their numbers for a while. Her father and the others had fought them back, enough that they were able to save the harvest. Virmen were cowardly alone, but could become frenzied in groups and some of the farmers hadn’t made it.

One of those farmers who had fallen to the voracious rabbit-creatures was Shi-won Swiftpaw, Jaie’s father.

It was what had prompted Jaie to travel to Shang-Xi. She had cried for three days straight at the loss of her father, and by the end… she wanted to be able to fight back the virmen herself.

At first she had been full of anger, wanting to punish the virmen for taking her father from her, but fortunately for her the monks at the training grounds recognized that and were able to get her away from that path. Their arts were not meant to wage war, but to defend and enlighten.

Monks could fight yes, but at the start of training each day they assembled all the trainees and asked them.

"Why do you fight?"

On the first day Jaie was ready to bark out that she wanted to stomp the virmen into the ground and fill in their burrows and let them starve, but the new trainees had to listen to their elders first and she had heard them speak.

Wanting to protect their families from wild animals, wanting to strengthen their bodies and minds, wanting to learn, to grow, to discover a path for themselves in life. Not one of them said ‘revenge’ or ‘to punish others.’

By the time the question came to Jaie, after hearing all the other trainees before her… she realized, she did not know the answer anymore.

She was still terribly sad that her father was gone… but… the more she’d listened the more she’d realized that using their teachings to kill the virmen outright would not bring her father back, and it would just make the loss hurt more.

So, she said, “… I want to find out why I should fight.”

And that was the start of her training as a monk.

By the time the Horde and Alliance appeared on the island, in a rather dramatic way indeed, she had all but completed the basics of her training… and her teacher had bidden her and several other students to go with these outsiders back to their lands, to learn what they could beyond their island.

From there Jaie had found her way to Stormwind City, to the Golden Keg, and to sharing a table with a Night Elf, a Dwarf, and a Worgen.

The pandaren shook her head, emerging from the path of memories back to the present… and she looked up, hearing a voice.

“… Jaie? Is that you?” came a matronly voice.

Jaie turned and looked up the path. A pandaren woman was standing there wearing a long robe-like dress in a forest-y green color, her hair piled back in a bun on her head, a pair of glasses perched on her muzzle. The black parts of her fur were streaked with grey here and there, but other than that she looked remarkably like Jaie herself, just older.

Jaie smiled at her, “… hi mom.” she said, walking up to the older pandaren and hugging her tight, “Sorry it took me so long to come back.”

The woman hugged her tightly back, smiling widely. “I knew you would eventually dear…” she replied, though Jaie could hear the relief in her voice. She would have written, but letters were hard to get to an island that didn’t stay in one place. “I’ll have to make some extra for dinner, I’ll bet its been ages since you had a proper meal.” she replied.

“Um, yeah… but first… I was kind wanting to...” she took a breath, “Look, the last couple years has been kinda crazy, I’ll tell you about it over dinner, but… I just wanna go visit… um…” she glanced away from her, past the fields.

Her mother looked over her shoulder, and then back, “Oh… yes, of course…” she nodded, “Well, I’m sure you two have a lot to talk about. I’ll get dinner going while you visit.” she replied with a knowing, if a little sad smile.

Jaie nodded back, then gave her one last hug before heading down the path to the end where several stone structures were set up. Large stone slabs with a family name engraved on each one.

She walked along until she found the one she was looking for, then knelt down infront of it and took out a stick of incense she’d picked up at the market after she’d arrived, sticking it in the dirt infront of the marker and getting out some flint and a tinderbox, using it to light the incense.

Once she had she bowed before the stone, then straightened up and read the name on it.

‘Swiftpaw.’

“… hi dad.” she whispered, “Well… I promised I’d come back after what happened in Ardenweald… and we won… Azeroth is safe again.” she said to the stone. “The world outside our island was… I mean, other worlds, different timelines, if you’d told me any of this would have happened when I was a cub I would have thought you were crazy or drunk… but… yeah…” she nodded, “And… then Sekhi’s ritual, and I heard you…” she shook a bit, her eyes getting damp, “… and that song, the one you’d sing to me when I went to bed when I was really little… I…” she sniffed, rubbing her eyes. “You saw it all huh? You’re proud of me?” she whispered.

She reached out, putting her hand against the stone as the incense smoke spiraled slowly upwards in the breeze, feeling the carved letters under her fingertips.

“… I still miss you so much dad…” she sighed, “… but… I’ve got a new family now, and they need me. I’m sorry I left mom alone for so long. Things just got so crazy out there I didn’t have time to think for a while. I promise I’ll come back more often from now on. Maybe Nelen could help me there… um, he’s my worgen friend. He’s really really smart, he could figure out something, I’m sure.” she nodded.

She trailed her fingers slowly along the characters on the stone. “I shouldn’t keep mom waiting…” she whispered, “I’ll give her a hug for you, okay?” she nodded, getting to her feet, then bowing before the stone one last time.

As she turned to go her nose twitched, and she swore just for a second she smelled fresh soil and wet fur, the smells of her father coming in from the fields after a hard day’s work… but then, she wasn’t far from the farms… it could just be that.

It could be…

The Swiftpaw Residence, that evening.

“You… heard Shi-won’s voice?” asked her mother, her eyes wide as she listened to Jaie over their meal.

“Yeah… the ritual didn’t work like Sekhi meant it to, and instead of hearing the elements, because we were in the Shadowlands, the world of the dead, we heard… well… people we knew who had died. Nelen heard his old teachers from Dalaran, Dareley heard his wife’s voice, and…” she took a breath, and in a small voice she said, “… I heard dad…”

Her mother stared at her in silence, her face unreadable for a long time.

“I was thinking maybe I could bring Sekhi here and… well… it did that because we were in the Shadowlands, but maybe if she did it near the family’s grave marker it might…” she began, but her mother cut her off.

“No.” she shook her head.

Jaie looked up, “Mom?” she asked, sounding surprised. Her parents had been very close in her youth, and one of the reasons Jaie wanted to avenge her father so badly was seeing what his death had done to her mother as well.

“… Jaie, its very kind of you to offer it, and just knowing that my dear Shi-won is still out there in this Shadowlands is a comfort… but…” she shook her head, “… It took me a long time, but I’ve moved on. I loved your father with all my heart… but he’s dead. If I heard his voice again, after all these years… I fear it’d break my heart all over again, hearing it and knowing that was all I’d get of him.” her mother explained with a sad smile on her face.

Jaie looked down at the table, “I… didn’t think of it that way.” she whispered.

Her mother nodded, “I’m glad you were able to hear him though… you lost your father so young… what did he say to you?” she asked.

Jaie smiled a bit at her, “He said he was proud of me, he’d been watching me since I left the island and he’d seen me fighting to protect Azeroth and the Alliance and my friends… and… yeah…” she nodded. “When I was a cub, when I went to become a monk, the first thing they asked was… what do you fight for.” she nodded.

“Well?” asked her mother, “What do you fight for?”

Jaie took a breath, then replied, “… when the Legion attacked the Broken Isles, Nelen and Dareley and I were at Highmountain when it fell under siege, and one of the tauren villages was attacked. Nelen and Dareley held them off while I guided the people there out… and on the way out we got ambushed.” she looked down at her hands, “I almost froze up, I mean, this was a real all-out war. I’d actually been at the Peak of Serenity when the demons destroyed it, and you remember when they came for Shen-zin Su…” she said. Jaie's mother shuddered a bit at the memory herself, and nodded.

“One of the demons almost got someone, this huge tauren bull who was curled up over something, ignoring the demon attacking him… I… I just sort of stopped thinking and dove in. I fought the demon off, and then the tauren stood and… he had two kids under him, he’d been shielding them with his body.” she nodded, “They weren’t even scared for themselves, they were both in a panic over his injuries… and…” she shuddered, remembering when she’d seen her father’s body after the virmen had been driven off.

She made a tight fist, nodding, “… that’s why I fight, because nobody should have to lose someone they love like that.” she whispered, “Everyone has to die eventually, I learned that in the Shadowlands… but… if I can keep it from happening for just a little longer, to make it so they have time to say goodbye and to protect them from dying in pain and terror…” she looked up at her mother, nodding firmly, “That is why I fight.” she replied.

The next day…

Jaie had spent the night there, her mother insisted she do so. Zhan-min had spent the night at the inn himself, along with Nelen who had helped them arrive in the first place. After all, it took a mage to anchor a portal.

Jaie and her mother were at the market when they’d encountered them, the worgen man looking up from a stall of scrolls and books as they came into view as Zhan-min stood near a beer tent swapping brewing tips with the owner.

“Ah hey Jaie… um… who’s your friend?” asked the magus, still in his human form.

“Hey Nelen.” she smiled, nodding to him, “This is my mother, Xinyi Swiftpaw. Mom, this is Nelen Fullmoon. I’m part of an adventurer team with him.” she smiled as the older pandaren bowed in greeting. Nelen smiled back to her and bowed as well, not a normal bow but with his palms together infront of him, in the pandaren style.

“Oho, an outsider who knows their manners…” chuckled Xinyi. “Snappy dresser too…” she smirked, noticing the pandaren robes he was wearing.

“Ah, I spent some time working with the Lorewalkers in Pandaria after Jaie joined us. Kind of fell in love with the culture, what can I say?” he grinned a bit sheepishly.

“Yeup, all he needs is a proper belly ‘n he’d be one of us!” grinned Zhan-min, ambling over to them and bowing to her as well. “Zhan-min Irontummy of the Valley o’ Four Winds, pleasure ta meetcha ma’am.” he said.

Xinyi bowed back, then looked between the two, “Hmm… so you’ve been the ones making sure my daughter is safe out there hm?” she asked.

“Well, just joined up a coupla month’s ago m’self…” muttered Zhan-min a bit awkwardly.

Nelen just chuckled however, “Not exactly. Really its more Jaie is the one keeping us safe. She’s one of our frontline fighters, and a damn good one. Really, we’re lucky to have her.” he nodded, “… that and we’d probably all starve without her. I don’t think I can go back to just bar food after the past few years.” he grinned.

Jaie giggled, “Flattery won’t get you extra servings Nelen. I still have to feed all six of us.” she smirked back at him. “Oh hey, did you finish the inscribing yet?” she asked.

Nelen snapped his fingers, “Oh right!” he replied, then reached into his pouch and took out a small, polished gemstone, handing it to Xinyi. “I can’t set up an established portal here since the island… well… wanders, but we can give you one of these.” he said, then showed her how to draw a rune on it.

As he did Jaie’s pouch whistled and she took out a similar gem, drawing another rune on it as her face appeared in miniature over the gemstone’s surface, causing the older pandaren to gasp in surprise.

“It’s a communication device we came up with. All our allies carry one. You have to know the proper rune for it to contact someone else directly…” he took out a scroll and handed it to her. “That scroll has Jaie’s, as well as the runes for ‘connect’ and ‘sever.’ Connect will let you speak to Jaie when she tries to contact you and sever breaks the connection once you’re done talking.” he explained. “Jaie wanted us to make one for you since its hard for her to come back to visit.”

Xinyi stared at it, turning it this way and that, then Jaie showed her how to draw the sever rune and her image vanished off it. “Well then! Um, thank you, young man… this… yes, I do greatly appreciate this.” she nodded, smiling to him.

Nelen grinned back, “Just be careful with it please. We can make another one, but those gemstones aren’t exactly cheap…” he chuckled. “They break easier than you might think.”

She chuckled, “Oh don’t worry, I know how to take care of valuables.” she replied, then sighed, “I suppose you three should be off though, hum? Probably have things to take care of out in the great wide world, don’t you?” she asked.

Jaie nodded, “Yeah… the Scourge is still a threat in some areas, and of course there’s always something going on…” she shrugged. A remaining cabal of Twilights Hammer cultists, the odd group of bandits, a young mage who went a little crazy with their newfound powers, and of course murlocs, gnolls, and other groups of creatures that hadn’t quite gotten the message that eating people wasn’t a great way to endear yourself to other races.

“Well… I know you’ve been through a lot and you’re a proven survivor and all… but, I’m still your mother Jaie.” she sighed, then stepped forward and hugged her tight, “I’m glad you were able to hear Shi-won during your trip into the Shadowlands… just… don’t go back yet, okay?” she asked in a quiet voice.

Jaie hugged back tightly, the monk nodding, “Wasn’t planning on it mom…” she replied, holding the hug for a long moment, then finally the two women let go of each other and Jaie nodded to her before heading off with Nelen to the clearing they’d picked to open the portal (wide spaces made it easier to connect Point A to B for the mage, especially when Point A wasn’t always in the same space.) A few minutes and a faint crackle of arcane energy later and the trio were gone… Xinyi Swiftpaw looking at the space they’d been at for several long moments, then she slipped the gemstone into her pouch, wiped her eyes, and made her way back home.

#warcraft #warcraft roleplay #adventures in azeroth #three year time gap #fanfiction

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uselesskunal · 2 years ago

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27/08/2022 4th Saturday- Holiday

She spent 2 Hours getting ready massage ,hair wash, bath and all .

All I did is took out some time for doing lil exfoliation by applying Gram flour and turmeric around 11:30 am

As soon as I entered bathroom she said you just 15 mins ....

Having the sate of applied all besan and turmeric, multani mitti how the hell I was supposed to be ready in just 15 mins ..

Come on I mean ,I get only weekends to look after myself and that gets stolen by my lovely wife .

Doctor of kiana is available only Upto 12..

I hurriedly got ready, rushed.

Was available downstairs at 11:50 ...

Then she blamed mom for not being ready ,although she didn't inform her about timings .

Somehow reached to doctor by 12:30 ..

Vaccine was given ..

I asked doc regarding Kiana's sleeping pattern causing Dhanshri has stay awake ...in sympathy towards my wife ..

But Dhanshri simply made statements that I don't stay awake on any day and I don't help her at all ..Infront of doctor....

Not understandable at all why she wants to create drama infront of other person ....

Later ,around 04pm at Raj saree center ,she blasted at me that I do not do anything for her .. I don't help at all.

Perhaps ,whenever we have gone for shopping ,I was the one who was holding my daughter and keeping her entertained and smiling so that my wife can do seemless shopping...yesterday it was not her shopping..

She did a potty and my wife expected that I should assist her during the process of cleaning.

My role was to handover the bag to my wife who was holding her ...arranging news paper.. turning on the engine and keeping air-conditioned environment to keep cool for KY daughter ...eventually Kiana did su su alps which further frustrated my wife and ....blah blah ..started ...my simple mistake was that I was solely seating driver seat ...doing nothing.....

So I am useless ......

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💌 baobeijackson ( sam !! ) - sam!! hello my lovely human being. i love you sooo much, angel!! but i bet you already knew that, heh. :p you mean lots and lots to me, and i don’t think i can ever truly express just how much. before we really started talking, you always made sure to check up on me to make sure i was okay... and that really made me happy. :/ that’s how i knew you were such a sweetheart!! as you know, i Suck at replying, but everything you say/send me makes me smile because i know how much you care about me, and your friends. i love how i can confide in you when i have a problem, and i just want you to know how proud i am of you for all of your achievements, big or small!! you are such a lovely person, and people need to know just how much. i love you soooo much sam!!! i hope that one day we can meet, i really do. (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)💕 💌 birf ( jilly !! ) - jillian!! we don’t get to talk too often, but when we do, i really love it. you are such a big sweetheart, and i love your sense of humor so hecking much. i love talking to you so very much!! i also love how much you love jaebum, because it makes me smile so much... :’/ your sense of fashion is literally out of this world!!! did you know that? 💞 i admire the taste in fashion you have so much, it’s so awesome. i love the memes that you bring to the table, and your passion for the things that you love!! i love you lots and lots jillian, you’re truly one of a kind and someone who deserves the world and more. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) 💌 choiyoungjae ( fawn !! ) - fawn!! i believe that you were one of my very first got7 mutuals, and to this day that fact makes me so very happy. you’re one passionate human being, and one of the kindest people that i’ve ever had the privilege of talking to!!! you’re an actual angel. we don’t talk very often, but i love seeing you on my dash so much and i love it when we can have the chance to talk... because you’re literally so sweet. your love for youngjae fuels the fire in my heart tbh, it’s so lovely. you really care about him and it makes me so happy. :( 💖 i love your creative content so much, because it’s so unique and interesting! your gifs are so cool. (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) i hope that we can talk more!! because you are truly such a wonderful gem to have around, and i love you!! (´∀｀=)✨

💌 iheartyugyeom ( hayley !! ) - my lovely hayley!!! did you know that i love you so much? :/ because i really do. your snaps brighten my day/night, and i love how funny and caring you are. you were one of my first friends here, and i’d never take that back. :/ you make me so very happy!! even if i suck at expressing that heck ; i love it when you gush about yugy and how i can gush right back with you, and how safe ‘n comfortable i feel when talking to you. i love you so much!! if i had the chance to fly to aussi, i’d meet you right away because!! i just love you so much. :( thank you for always being such a big sweetheart!!! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

💌 jacksonwangblog ( karobean !! ) - there’s literally so much i want to say? i literally love you so much, and you’re someone i can’t imagine my life without. i’ll probably cry writing this like the crybaby i am, but?? i just need to let you know how much you mean to me. not a day goes by that i don’t regret messaging you, even if it took the life out of me. we clicked literally right away, and i remember our very first time actually dying of laughter was over the term flabbergasted. that seems so long ago, and i know that we’ve literally had 493705349594508409 inside jokes since then. but can u believe that of all things was the first?? and then chocroivol.. itwwotst guy.. aliens & french fries, soulmate matters, swimming across the atlantic.. so much. you’re the virgo to my scorpio, the perfect dane to my american, the jack to my bam, my everything. :’/ you’re someone i can truly confide in and i know that you’ll be real with me and tell me how you feel, which is something i love.. because it makes me know that you’re telling me what you think is best for me. i love how we can have 40910 different conversation topics within the span of 10 minutes, and i love how much you can make me smile and laugh. the amount of times that i’ve been in public and smiling like an idiot at my phone is.. wow. not only can you make me laugh, but you’re someone who’s taught me so much about the world, and you’re someone that’s really inspired me to live my life to the fullest. we both have our moments when we’re sad at the same time, but i love how we can always count on one another to cheer each other up. one of my biggest goals in life is to get to denmark and meet you, because you literally mean the whole entire world to me. you’re one of my best friends in life, and i’d never trade that for the world!! i love you so, so much karoline, you mean more than words to me. jeg elsker dig mere end stjernerne! de skinner lyst, men du skinner endnu lysere. tak for eksisterende, jeg ved ikke, hvad jeg ville gøre uden dig!! du fortjener verden og mere, jeg håber du ved det! jeg elsker dig så højt, min sol!! (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)💛💛💛💛💛💛💛 💌 lattegyeom ( abbey !! ) - oh my gogdskjd, abbey. i truly, and utterly adore you to pieces. i can’t really express just how much, but it’s so much. you’re always there for me when i need someone most, and you always have the sweetest things to say to me. you’re so gentle and loving, and that’s just one of the many things that i love about you. you’ve helped me through a lot, and i can’t thank you enough. i really relate to you, and you’re someone i know i can trust 100%. you’ve taught me so much about the sky and what it holds, and you’ve helped me to understand myself when i couldn’t even do it on my own. and that’s something i truly am thankful for, because?? it just means so much to me. you’re so fking genuine, too. you care about the people around you, and it really does show. you’re one of those people that can light up rooms, i’m so sure of it!! you’re someone that means so, so much to me, and i’m always so thankful for your existence!! (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑) i look up to you lots and lots, and you’re someone i’d never want to disappoint. your love for yugyeom is one in a million, too. you love him to pieces, and i know he’d love you just as much back. (trust me, we’re both scorp suns and gemi moons!! we love u.) i can’t imagine my life without you, and i s2g i’ll drive up to MN one day and take you out to coffee!! you deserve all the happiness in the world, m’lovely abberson!!! thank you for teaching me so much and caring about me, because they all mean so much to me in more ways than i could ever begin to explain. you’re one of my best friends, and i cherish you so much. (also uh thanks for putting up with my memey ass when i know u hate 87% of the horrid memes i send u :p) i love you sooooo much abbey!!! my star-dusted angel !! (*´∇｀*)💫💛 💌 mochabam ( jemmy !! ) - JEMMY MY LOVE MY ANGEL MY LOVELY PAL!!! can i just say how happy i am that we started to talk more and more?? because you make me so happy and the way you can make me laugh is phenomenal. we have so many lil jokes, and i love knowing how stupid i can personally be and yet you’ll just laugh ever so lovingly with me. you have so much love to give, and it always amazes me just how much! i treasure you so much, and i care about you a great deal. you’re always there to listen to me when i need someone, and you can always cheer me up. i love how we’re always here for one another!!! your love for bambam is the sweetest and most genuine thing i have ever seen, and it really warms my hear. speaking of the loaf.. the loaf and i love you so, so much, and we’ll always be here for you no matter what!! i love you so much, m’coconut princess!! i hope you know how loved and appreciated you are!! i’m so thankful that you exist, and that i’ve come to know you in the way that i have. ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ💓💫 💌 morkookie ( alex !! ) - um... can i just start off by saying that i love you so, so very much? :/ let me say it again, but in your mother-tongue: ich liebe dich so sehr!! wow... :( you’re the loml, my mikan, and someone who is so very precious to me. i’d move mountains for you if i could!! i always want to make sure that you’re happy. you’re just one of those people, y’know? someone that i adore with my entire heart. your love and passion for me makes me so happy, and i just want you to know that i’m the same way back. you make me very soft, and i love your calming voice. you may think that your german accent may sound the exact opposite of what i’m about to say, but i love your voice so much. it’s so!! soothing to me, and i love it when you rant to me in german. i love my fiery woman. :p 💓 your love for jungkook is uh... exceptional. i love how much you love him, and i love knowing how pure and true it is. i mean who else would hecking go get his picture printed off and frame it. i love you and your shenanigans so, so much. i want to meet you so badly, so we can do everything on our list together. the day i meet you is going to be one of the best days of my life, whether it be in deutschland oder amerika. you mean so much to me, and i want you to know that. i know that when i tell you my problems you’re real and honest with me, and i love it. you’re always here for me. i love you so, so much alex... thank you for being you and for loving me the way you do. (´∇｀)💐💞 💌 softjnyoung ( rae !! ) - rae... my mama bun... my love!! you’re someone that means the whole entire world to me, because i know how much you care about/love me. you’re a beautiful woman, both inside and out!!! you’re always willing to talk about random topics with me, and i love how that’s one of the ways that we were able to bond with one another. i love talking to you almost every day, and i love how much i can confide in you. you’re someone i clicked with so, extremely fast, and i’d never take that away. you’re there for me when i need you, and you always make me feel so loved and appreciated. but guess what!! i love you more, and i always will. you hold such a special place in my heart, and that will never change. you’re someone i really look up to, and someone that i truly adore. you have so much wisdom, and you’re always willing to share it with me. you’re a whole big softie, and i love just how soft you can be for the people that you love. you always manage to put up with my crybaby self, but i know it’s because you care about me so much, and i can’t tell you how much i appreciate that. i swear when i go back to germany i’ll come and see you, and we can go get spaghettieis!! it’ll be the best experience in the whole entire world. your lil bunny loves you so much! you’re the sunshine when she feels at her lowest, and you can always brighten her days. you make me laugh to the point i can’t breathe, and i love how genuine you are. thank you for always caring about me, and just know that i care about you so, so much. you’re one of my best friends, and i’d never take that away. i love you soooo much, rae! more than you’d ever know! (๑˃̵◡˂̵๑)✨💛

💌 11mark ( victoria !! ) - victoria !!!! you’re such a soft little sunshine, did you know that?? you’ll always be someone that is so special to me. you were my cute lil rosey anon, and now you’re my cute lil rosey lovin’ pal!! you’re always there to make sure that i’m feeling alright, and i love it when you check in on me. you really care for me, and it shows so much!!! i care about you a great deal, too. you’re always introducing me to new things, and you’ve sparked my interest in the bulgarian culture. you’re my cute angel, and i love you dearly. i hope that we can continue to talk and grow closer, because you mean so so much to me!! thank you for coming forward and talking to me, because it means the whole entire world to me that we talk. i love our lil convos, even if they happen at odd times in the day! (heck those time zones. :p) i love you so much angel, continue to be yourself ‘n never change!! because i love you just the way you are. (๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)🌹💛

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(Bottom) Yoongi Fic Recs

(please make sure to read the tags first!!)

(a few of these don’t have sex in them so not really a fully bottom yoongi fic rec but i like them so)

(a few are WIPs too)

Namjoon/Yoongi

come closer, tell a secret boy by JemKay

They must be testing Namjoon, with the new concept of tiny shorts, because never has he so badly wanted to devour Yoongi’s plush thighs.

you say you want passion (i think you found it) by JemKay

yoongi has a plan for his birthday and that’s to go out, get drunk, maybe have a questionable hookup, and definitely not think about the lowkey crush he may or may not have on his English tutor. that plan falls apart when kim namjoon walks through the door and jimin’s face lights up like christmas came early.

when the lights go out (run away with me) by JemKay

Yoongi’s soft when he’s tipsy, softer when he’s cold, and softest when Namjoon says “I love you.”

i’m all i’ve got (and i’d give it all to you) by namgi

Namjoon is overworked, and Yoongi just wants to help. But it’s never as simple as that.

salt skin, lazy smile by namgi

Namjoon thinks that Yoongi deserves nothing less than being worshipped. Like literal down-on-your-knees worship. So that’s exactly what he does.

i’m the king (and i’m down on my knees) by namgi

It starts with Namjoon laughing at Yoongi’s rap for Cypher Pt. 3. It doesn’t end with him still laughing.

c’mon, c’mon (show me what you’re all about) by namgi

Namjoon is struck with an idea and Yoongi goes along with it, just because it’s Namjoon.

purples and blues (look good on you) by namgi

In which Namjoon fails at being subtle and Yoongi has impeccable timing.

can’t feel my face (when i’m with you) by yoonseoktv

“I was texting manager-hyung,” Namjoon breathes. “He left us the van.”

Yoongi pauses to look up at him, blinking. A slow grin stretches across Namjoon’s face, too sweet to believe. “Okay,” he agrees, fulfills a random compulsion to smooth a strand of bleached-dry hair behind Namjoon’s ear. “Let’s go.”

이사 (Move) by The HalesNyx

tumblr prompt from anon: “Sugamon fake dating AU it could be like the end of the agreement where they realize that you know they love each other with a little background to the situation. Smut plzzz”

Namjoon hadn’t intended to hurt anyone; not himself, not even the company he was suing. More than anything, though, Namjoon had not intended to hurt Yoongi. Namjoon never wanted to hurt Yoongi, his best friend, the one aspect of his life that was hopeful and happy. But he had; he’d hurt Yoongi, hurt their friendship, hurt whatever else they could have been. Namjoon wasn’t letting Yoongi go, though, not without a fight. Not after everything.

yeah, i’m the trend (yeah, we’re the culprits) by gunhee

when the money for their mixtape runs dry, yoongi and namjoon do the only thing they can do. no, not selling organs. the other thing. it goes catastrophically, as expected.

six to nine (we’ll play the game) by gunhee

namjoon expected a lot of things when he called a sexline one night as a dare. yoongi was not one of them.

marks of my body by mintyoongee

Neither of them have gone very far from just hickeys, but now, seeing the slight purple brown that blooms from under Yoongi’s large jacket (that the cordinoonas forced him to wear to cover it up, saying the makeup wasnt enough), all Namjoon wants to do is pin his boyfriend down and make him beg for the marks, even instilling some of his own on the younger male.

Apex Predator by JemKay

An apex predator, also known as an alpha predator or apical predator, is a predator residing at the top of a food chain upon which no other creatures prey.

rocket by boozinos

Yoongi just wants to know how big Namjoon's dick is, okay.

Say You Won't Let Go. by write_the_impossible

Yoongi doesn't think that Namjoon is sexually attracted to him anymore. Namjoon sets out to prove him wrong.

adventures of parents sugamon and kids!taekook by dimpledprincejoon

25 parts of pure family fluff ^^ and a part or two with some sex

escape velocity by fatal (cumrich)

yoongi owns a bar at the end of the universe. everyone is welcome to visit but only namjoon is welcome to stay.

pat through the dark by fatal (cumrich)

the end of the school term is always hard, but luckily yoongi has namjoon.

matching your footsteps to mine by sugrpill (opinionoutpost)

There’s always a moment after a performance where Yoongi is certain all his veins and arteries are trying to vibrate out of his skin. Namjoon rides the same high as Yoongi but differently; Yoongi usually lays there, dazed and immobile, for a solid five minutes before he even thinks about washing off the stench of the venue while Namjoon jitters and fidgets, his body physically trying to work the excess adrenaline out of his system.

(In which Yoongi and Namjoon fuck to get rid of that post-show rush.)

Without You There's Nothing by syubology

Yoongi gets sick and Namjoon is Not Worrying.

First Snow by freelancejouster

Yoongi thinks snow is special. Namjoon thinks Yoongi is.

we are the ones we have been waiting for by ienveeus

‘I don’t know why you bother with the screaming Min fucking Yoongi,’ Prisoner 2872 says and Yoongi blushes at the use of his name. At the word tucked in between that he’d used so eloquently just moments before. ‘The walls are soundproof, the only person who can hear you is me. And I’m as trapped as you are.’

Or: Yoongi and Namjoon are mutants locked in adjacent cells with a hole cutting into the wall between them.

Warm Fuzzies by signifying_nothing

namjoon wants to be kind. anything he gets in return for that is just icing.

Electric Blanket (You're Warm in My Arms) by signifying_nothing

so yoongi and namjoon definitely don't have enough money to fill up the oil tank to heat the house, but they don't really need it.

Old Friend by writernumb

When Yoongi noticed that he'd received a voice message on his phone, he didn't expect that listening to it would cause him to be sitting in his favorite cafe, his foot shaking from nerves, arriving much earlier than the time they'd decided to meet. Despite himself, he reminisces, about the man he loved; his old friend.

Hoseok/Yoongi

Jung Hoseok (Is Not A Poet) by deannach_na_realtai

Jung Hoseok is not a poet. But he thinks he can recognize poetry when he sees it writhing beneath him at 3 in the morning.

i can’t hide it (i’m like this every day) by sirradel

It wasn’t like Yoongi didn’t want to tell Hoseok about what he did to make money. He wanted to tell him, he did, but the last time he had come clean about his work to a partner they left him with a few tense words and a broken heart. Hoseok was different, Yoongi knew that, but he couldn’t help his fear that Hoseok would end up leaving him just like the others.

No. It would have to wait for another day.

lil red by noonagon

“oh, my, what large eyes you have.” “all the better to see you with, my dear.”

or where yoongi and hoseok play more games

seize my careless heart by willinglywastingmytime

yoongi honestly just wanted some company. he just doesn’t understand the implications of texting his boyfriend ‘my parents are out of town, wanna come over?’

hoseok is happy to teach him.

All my days (I’ll know your face) by inkingbrushes

Something about Yoongi has Hoseok feeling like he’s fine, like he’s going to be okay. It might be nostalgia. Or it might be that he just feels at home with Yoongi.

(Or, the one where Hoseok proposes in public and Yoongi blurts out, are you out of your fucking mind?)

Update: bonus chapter (pwp, basically) added.

Take It (Off) by collisions

Fuck, Hoseok. F u c k him.

(But most importantly Hoseok needs to fuck Yoongi)

Neck Deep by MarionetteFtHJM

Yoongi just couldn’t live his life as an idol in peace. Hoseok had to barge in, sunshine radiating from his smile and fingers warm and touching places. Yoongi hated change, but this one (he hated to admit it) was a good one.

setting fires by hobitxt

hoseok’s eyes have that glint in them– the dangerous, playfully dark one that makes something hot and desperate churn in yoongi’s stomach, and his breath hitches as he quickly turns his head to the side in an attempt to hide his face, tugging ineffectively at the handcuffs that hold his arms over his head.

(or: gratuitous yoonseok smut. everything else was too inappropriate to be set as a summary.)

Single Pringle by EVOLustory

Where Yoongi owns a restaurant that is a date hot-spot and he is single and salty at all the couples streaming into his restaurant on a daily basis. Not only that, but somewhere along the way he's got himself a couple of gay regulars that won't go away. And maybe someone who makes him a little less salty at the end too.

fives, sixes, and sevens. by cowntdown

yoongi's life is built on routines, rules, and restrictions, but there are six boys that help him cope.

(in which BTS is a six-member group, but yoongi happens to be the seventh member.)

[beware of the heavy themes, romance is minimum; it’s mostly focused on yoongi’s relationship with the band and his mental health]

Seokjin/Yoongi

No Words by strangedesires

Everyone saw their budding love, everyone but themselves.

하루만, 나는네꺼야 (Just One Day, You’re Mine) by cheesuga

It took years for Yoongi to get used to falling asleep on his feet. It takes just one day for Seokjin to turn his life upside-down.

{this is a WIP}

Tactile by novilunar

When Yoongi starts going into heat, Seokjin is just a phone call away

If You're a Snake, I'm a Snake by iamnotaprodigy

Yoongi can't believe that he ever thought Seokjin would be a Hufflepuff.

In which Yoongi and Seokjin are two different kinds of Slytherins, but they complement each other well and they wouldn't have it any other way.

The Garden of Words by miskeen

just a lazy sunday afternoon with a pair of boyfriends

(there’s no porn in this. i know it sounds like it’s going one way in the beginning but i promise there’s no top yoongi or any sex ^^’)

Jimin/Yoongi

Of Spiced Honey and Apples by tinycloverspot

One month of separation across a seemingly infinite sea and Jimin was finally back in Yoongi’s arms. Jimin was finally back home.

September by TheHalesNyx

“Three, and most annoyingly, Jimin was beautiful, and handsome, and he had the cutest smile Yoongi had ever seen. In short, Yoongi, in broad daylight, without a trace of fever in his blood, was freakishly attracted to the young alpha, and he wasn’t quite sure what to do with that information.“

I’ll take care of you by prkjimin

“Can I take care of you, hyung?” The question rolls off Jimin’s tongue easily, a simple request that has Yoongi’s heart hammering in his chest and his face heating up. He can feel Jimin’s hand on his hip, pushing his sweater up higher and rubbing at the pale, exposed skin.

a.k.a soft, stressed out Yoongi ft. helpful Jimin

You’re losing your words (We’re speaking in bodies) by prkjimin

Yoongi squeezes his eyes shut, teeth biting into the fabric of his pillow tight enough that his jaw aches, but he’s so determined to not make a noise, refuses to embarrass himself in front of his younger group mate. His body shakes with the power it takes to keep silent.

aka that one fic where Jimin rims Yoongi.

such a fool by shrdmdnssftw

Yoongi really hopes the new neighbour doesn’t hate them. It’s not exactly quiet, a household of two twenty-something year old males, but throwing a three year old girl into the equation makes for a whole different level of noise.

Or, basically, kidfic, where Yoongi and his daughter live with Namjoon, and Jimin moves next door.

Taehyung/Yoongi

the only thing i know is you’re my baby by rapsucka

Taehyung has always needed and Yoongi has always been more than willing to give.

unnatural love by darkparadises

taehyung, an omega, encounters yoongi, a type of omega he’s never met before.

a bolt out of the blue by softnebula

Company parties fucking rock. Because, to Taehyung, it often means post-company party shenanigans.

I didn’t know that I was starving (‘til I tasted you) by eclairdeluxe

His Ma always did tell him the first meal of the day was the most crucial.

Forever by signifying_nothing

the problem with having an immortal lover is that someday you will die, and they will be alone. taehyung does not want to face the reality of this.

{there’s hinted sugakookie but no feelings, just sex}

Simple by TheOrgasmicSeke

This is Yoongi’s favorite part.

Train To Busan by TheOrgasmicSeke

One seemingly normal Friday morning in Seoul, South Korea, Min Yoongi boards a train with his son in hopes of getting to Busan so the boy can spend his fourth birthday with his mother. Things do not go exactly as planned.

Hearteyes by waterlemons

Taehyung is a mess in every sense of the word.

Jungkook/Yoongi

because it’s a meaningless dream anyway by hakho

when chuseok comes around, the world stands still for just a moment, and yoongi and jeongguk can finally catch their breaths.

Underground Rapper!Yoongi + Idol!Jungkook = Secret Fuck Buddies (with angst)

{this is apparently a sequel but you don’t have to read the other one to get this one}

you’re everything. by makemebegin

jeongguk is a flame and yoongi doesn’t mind getting burned

something that has turned into a non linear set of one shots told in the same universe as the spark in my bonfire heart .

*not all tags apply to every chapter.

Try Hard by tobiyolo_kun

Seokjin sighed exasperatedly, stopping to fiddle with the dog tag around his neck,"What do you think he’s been doing this whole time? Bringing you snacks during work, the flirting, the extra attention? For god’s sake Yoongi, the boy brought you flowers for the apartment after I moved out! He’s not trying to annoy you, or mess with your feelings or anything like that! He’s romancing you.”

Romancing? Who even used that word anymore? What was this? The Victorian era?

(Or: Jungkook has a thing for smol grumps, and Yoongi is oblivious.)

Nightstick by vhope

Jeongguk’s phone buzzed and lit up, dredging him from his fitful sleep. The digital clock on the table announced that it was too early in the morning for it to be anything other than one of two possibilities:

Either there was a major problem at the precinct and he was needed right away, or Min Yoongi was horny.

Chocolate Isn’t Just For Eating by TheOrgasmicSeke

He could tell Yoongi was getting impatient, the man shifting his hips and glancing at him but Jungkook would use a pen if he had to because there was no way he was going to let the chance to mark up Yoongi’s beautiful back slip through his fingers.

i'll catch you by skswriting

“Hyung you kind of have to let go of the wall.”

“I’m fine right here thank you very much.”

“Hanging onto the wall isn’t roller skating hyung.”

“That’s fine with me.”

“Yoongi.”

You Won’t Be Able to Take Your Eyes Off of Me by mylittlesunandstars

Jungkook kind of has a thing for Yoongi's ass. It doesn't take Yoongi long to notice.

Polyamory

Monster Mash by TheOrgasmicSeke

Yoongi agreed to go to the party because Namjoon was his only friend and as much as he loathed to admit it, he needed more human interaction. Too bad humans weren’t exactly what he was about to get.

[maknae line/yoongi]

Break my bed (to make me wanna stay) by eclairdeluxe

Yoongi wants to try something new.

[taegikook]

In The Mood For Love by TheOrgasmicSeke

They didn’t need spoken words. They rarely did. Yoongi’s lips left enough words spread out in Jungkook’s skin and the soft appreciative noises the younger made were the only answers Yoongi would ever need.

[yoonminkook]

side note: the series is not strictly bottom yoongi but you can read this as a stand alone and the sex is only between sugakookie

The Boy In The Red Hood by Theawinde

When Yoongi escapes into the forest to get away from his bullies, he finds something he doesn't expect that changes his life forever.

[wip]

[taesobi]

'안녕’ (Hello) by sugadeprived

Hoseok woke up in an unusual Sunday morning.

[rapper line]

seems like it was just yesterday (we grew up a lot) by sugastruck

“you wound me, joonie,” hoseok gasps, that fucking smirk still plastered on his face, “i thought we were friends.” it hurts more than namjoon will ever admit and he grits his teeth. “yeah. were, not are. friends don't abandon each other without so much as a warning. or a goodbye.”

the story of how min yoongi, kim namjoon and jung hoseok grew up together, fell apart, and everything in between.

[rapper line]

Unconventional (but baby it works) by PhantomFlutist

Yoongi and Seokjin had a weird dynamic, but it worked for them. Until Yoongi met Namjoon, which threw a wrench in things in a really big way.

[namgijin]

we’re yours, you’re ours by strangedesires

“But if you all want me, then who am I to deny you of what you want?”

[everyone/yoongi]

Bonus:

Vasco/Yoongi

(i’m not super familiar with vasco, an underground rapper, but these are so wonderfully written TT there’s an age difference since he’s in his 30s)

this is mine (like everything else) by fallingmin

yoongi just wants vasco to pay attention to him.

there is no denying (your kisses keep me flying) by house_laurie

Vasco always knows how to make Yoongi feel good.

the little things by house_laurie

“My son wants to meet you.”

puppy love by house_laurie

Person A and person B go out to walk their puppy. They play with their puppy in the park until the puppy gets tired. They lay down in the grass and person A starts falling asleep beside person B. Person B kisses person A and falls asleep on person A’s shoulder.

Bonus: The puppy falls asleep on both of them and everyone is happy.

whew i’m done! took forever bc i kept getting distracted and reading some of these again

one day i’ll make a real rec list

again, PLEASE READ THE TAGS for your own comfort

enjoy!

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Just Like The Movies EP. 1

A/N: This is literally a fanfic lmao please bear with me

“Lily, do you have all of your stuff ready?”

My best friend and roommate, Dani, decides to take me with her to a business trip which will be ‘the best vacation of my life’ and ‘a trip I’ll never forget’ – according to her. She’s a perfectionist and she hates it when I forget stuff so here she is frantically going through her suitcase while I’m chilling in the backyard.

She’s shooting in Atlanta with some actors whom I have no idea about because one, she might get sued if she tells me, and two, I’m not really that interested. She’s an assistant producer to this movie that I also I don’t have any idea about. Best thing about this trip is that she’ll have 2 free days at the end of the week so we get to go out and do whatever we want.

For now, I let her worry about her suitcase because I got mine all sorted out.

We’ve just moved into this 3-bedroom house in Boston about 3 weeks ago and needless to say, I’m loving it. We’ve got this space in the backyard where Dani and I get to do boxing or some HIIT in the morning. We finally got to adopt dogs! They weren’t allowed in our old place which sucked so badly. Donut, my 7-month old Golden Retriever, and Bagel, Dani’s 3-year old Brown Lab, also loved running around there playing all morning with Fluffy the neighbor’s dog from over the fence. Fluffy isn’t his real name though. I am yet to ask my neighbor whom I haven’t met.

On the day of our flight, Dani and I woke up at 4 AM to make sure that we don’t get late and boy, I hated it. We got the sitter pick up Donut and Bagel early in the morning too. I wanted to tell her that it wasn’t my idea to get a flight this early. Who gets a 5:30 flight voluntarily anyways?

“You sure you didn’t forget anything?” Dani asked me right at the door.

“Nope.” Oh I forgot something. “Oh wait, Fluffy!”

I ran to the backyard and said goodbye to Fluffy. For sure he’ll be surprised too that Donut, Bagel, and I won’t be playing with him this week.

Right when we got to Atlanta, we ran to the hotel so Dani can drop her stuff.

As I was putting my bags on the bed, Dani said “Crap, I’ve got 20 mins. I gotta run.”

And, she’s out the door. Damn, this girl’s busy. Well, that’s my cue to soak in the bath tub.

A message pops on my screen.

I asked for room service so food will be there in a bit. – Dani

I guess she’s making up for the early morning flight she made me take. If I’m being honest, I didn’t even want to be here. But, being the good friend that Dani is, she forced me to get a life since because I didn’t even notice that I drowned myself with work after that breakup.

Hours have passed and it’s barely 3 pm. I’ve done all the skin care you could possibly put on your whole body and have scrolled through Netflix at least about 5 times. I am bored out of my mind!

I’m so sorry. You know I love you. But can you bring the folder in my white suitcase to the studio please? I really need it now. – Dani

This girl is lucky I am bored.

Okay, be there in 15.

When I arrived in the studio, I asked a guy with one of those radio stuff in his hands hoping he knows my friend. “Hi, I’m Lily Dewan. I’m here for Dani Andrews. Do you know where she is?”

“Sir, Lily Dewan is here.”

“Sir? Dani is a girl. Excuse me?”

“My name’s Eric,” the guy enthusiastically introduced himself. “The director said I should bring you to your trailer already. Dani will be there.”

Okay, that’s kinda weird. Okay, it’s weird.

I went to the trailer and It’s true that Dani is waiting for me there.

“Here’s your file.” I handed her the folder. “Can I go now? What is that guy, Eric, talking about? Something about the director?”

“Promise me you won’t freak out.”

“You’re freaking me out by telling me not to freak out. What is happening?”

“Remember when we shot that video when I asked you to act out lines from a script?”

“Uhm, yes?”

“I showed that to the casting crew of this movie.”

“What are you talking about?”

“We’ve been looking for the right actress for this role for months and the director hasn’t agreed to cast any of the ones that auditioned and the studio is going crazy looking for someone he will like. One of my colleagues accidentally saw that video and she convinced me to show it to the director and he liked you.”

“Why didn’t you tell me before you brought me here?”

“Because I know you and I know that you won’t agree!”

“Exactly, but you still brought me here!”

“Lily, you have every right to say no to this. But, you have nothing to lose. You’re here anyways. Why not try? Just go out there. Try. They’ll shoot actual scenes, but it’s almost like your screen test. If you don’t sign anything, they can just not show it. Besides, I know for a fact that you’ll like who you’ll be acting with.”

“Who?”

“You’ll see when you get there.”

If there’s another important thing you need to know about Dani – she knows how to convince me to do anything.

After all the hair and makeup, I was asked to go to the main studio where the shooting happens. My character is pretty small but she kinda makes the foundation of the story so I guess this is why the director was specific about what he wants, but to be honest, I still don’t know why he wants me. I’m a spy who pretended to be dead to stop her boyfriend who was trying to look for her so that he’ll be kept safe. Said boyfriend then, tried to uncover the truth about her death which lead him to another trouble so I show myself again to save him only to die trying to do so. Then, boyfriend becomes one of the best spies in the world.

The director just finished explaining everything that I will do including the stunts when he called up the actor that I’ll be shooting with.

“Can someone call Rivers up? I’ll introduce him to Lily.” WHO?

“Rivers? Scott Rivers?” I’m gonna kill Dani for sure.

He entered the room with Dani and they were laughing about something. She winked at me when our eyes met knowing exactly how flustered I will be once I get introduced to this guy. I don’t get star struck a lot no matter how popular the person is, but I’ve got the biggest crush on Scott Rivers for years – probably even before I met Dani. He always plays the hot guy who doesn’t give a single fuck, but is actually this hot, smart, and funny guy in real life – or at least in his interviews. He may have a long list of flings and ex-girlfriends, but that doesn’t change my mind about him.

“Hi Scott, this is Lily.”

“Hi Lily. So, you’re the special girl.”

“That’s me.” What am I even saying at this point?

Did I mention that I’m going to have a kissing scene in this movie? I’m the girlfriend who supposedly died and will die for the guy, of course he’s going to kiss me. Knowing that I’m gonna have to kiss Scott just made everything more nerve-wracking.

Fast forward to the end of the week and the whole cast were gathering in a wrap-up party. Apparently, my scenes were the last to be shot so after that, everyone’s relieved and ready to go. We’re in the hotel room with hours away from the party.

“God, I don’t even want to go there. I feel awkward just imagining having to mingle with all the popular kids.” Plus, Scott’s gonna be there again. I can’t…I can’t even think straight when he’s present anywhere.

Dani’s on the vanity table doing her makeup while convincing me to go. Or, should I say forcing me to? “You are a cast member now, Lil. You have to go. The other cast are dying to meet you, too. If you didn’t agree to do this, there will be no wrap up party and we’re probably still searching high-and-low’s for an actress by now. Come on, you won’t want to waste this pretty dress.” She got up from her seat and took out a box from the dresser.

“Guess who asked for my help in picking this out for you?”

“Who?” In the box, is a red silk dress that’s calling my name to put it on. It’s so pretty!

“Who would you like to?”

“Stop it! Dani…”

“Okay, I’m kidding! Come on, it’ll be fun!”

“I’m only going because I’d love to wear this thing out.” I grabbed the dress from her hands and tried it on.

“If you say so.”

When we arrived at the party, Dani brought me right up to the table where the director and other main cast members are.

“Hi everyone. I’m so happy to see you guys again. I’d like you to meet our girl here and my best friend, Lily.”

Scott was seated right across of me and being the awkward turtle that I am, I try to avoid his eyes all at cost. Everyone was so nice and welcoming. They even made fun of the director for giving the studio a hard time trying to find the character that he wants. All the conversations are being drowned out because I can feel someone’s eyes drilling a hole on my face. Damn it.

“Excuse me, I’ll get another drink.” I heard Scott told the guy sitting next to him, while he was looking at me.

I let out a long sigh of relief when he walked away only to get startled by Scott himself when he appeared behind me and tapped on my shoulder.

“Yes?”

“Can I have a word?”

I pinched Dani and begged her to help me escape as I was standing up, but she just smiled at me. She’s giving me away! Great.

We went to the open bar and sat by the stools. Scott ordered drinks for the both of us. As he handed me mine, he said “Try that. You’ll like it for sure.”

“What’s up?” I said, trying my best to appear calm and collected.

“I just wanted to make sure that we’re cool? I just…I just thought you were avoiding my eyes from earlier and yeah I’m glad the dress fits! You look beautiful.” My heart? Exploded.

“You? This is from you?”

“Didn’t Dani tell you? Well I, you know, I know nothing about those stuff so I asked for her help since I figured she’d know you.”

“I thought she was joking! Thank you. I love this. Totally my style.”

You know, if I hadn’t just broken up with an awful ex-boyfriend and if I didn’t know Scott’s reputation, I would have fallen for every bit of it. He’s just so awfully smooth and endearing at the same time. Who can say no?

This whole week felt like a dream to me. I’m not sure if everything really happened or will everything go back to normal when I get home so I decided to just drop everything and have this one last hurrah before we go.

Scott was making a move on me and I can totally sense it. Like I said, who can say no to this guy? I know for sure I can’t. He walked me back to the table and left me with Dani as he went to the bathroom. “Lil, you okay? I could see fireworks shooting everywhere back there with Scott. What are you guys talking about?”

“Oh just life in general. Uhm Dan, I think I’m gonna sleep out tonight.”

“Oh, you slut! Go ahead! Are you on that level already?”

“Maybe? I don’t know. Won’t hurt to try and get there. I mean, the next time I see him will be months from now during the promo tour and he would’ve forgotten about it by then anyways. Why not just go for it, right?” Dani and I high-fived as we laughed together.

You’re single. Go out and sleep with whoever you want. No one’s gonna stop you. That’s what she always says. I suffered 3 years of terrible sex with a guy who ended up cheating on me. I’m having none of that anymore.

I stood up as Scott approached me when he got out of the bathroom.

He whispered on my ear, “Wanna get out of here?”

That was my cue to bid goodbye to everyone including my best friend.

We got into his car and hurried to the hotel.

“We’re staying in the same hotel?” I realized as he made his way to the same hotel Dani and I are checked in.

“I guess that’ll mean you can stay longer in my room.”

“I guess so.”

His room was a lot bigger than ours, but it’s understandable since he’s the lead actor. Without skipping a beat, he went straight to the shower and turned the water on. I was walking around the room thinking he’s already in there when his half-naked body popped out from the bathroom door. “Shower? There’s hot water already.”

“Mind helping me with this dress?” After he untied my dress, I faced him. “We’re still going to be friends, right? Don’t you get weird with me when promo tour starts.”

“Don’t worry, babe. I can handle it.”

“Great. I’m glad we agree to that.”

The night was amazing to say the least. Since we’re both going home after that, Scott and I agreed in having another round of it once promo tour starts. Makes me look forward to it even more now. We left his room at the same time right after lunch: him to go to the airport and me going to my room to pack my stuff.

“I need the details!” Dani kept bothering me about all the stuff with Scott since I came back and it’s hilarious and annoying at the same time. “You need to thank me because I’m the main reason why this happened. I deserve some juicy details.”

“You’re my best friend and I love you, but I’m not gonna fuck and tell.”

She doesn’t look pleased, but tried to push for it. “Just give it a number rating then. From 1 to 10, how good is it?”

“Why do you even wanna know? You work with this guy.”

“It’s not like I don’t hear stories about him anyways and the stories vary a lot so some of them are probably lying about it. I know you won’t lie so you tell me the truth.”

“Fine. I’ll give you a number, but that’s it.”

She squealed and slammed her suitcase shut. “Okay! Give me a number from 1-10.”

I paused and laughed at myself, but I’d be lying if I say he’s any less than 10. “Honestly? Probably a 12. But hey, we all like different things. Let’s just say we like the same stuff.”

“Oh my god, you! Look at you putting yourself out there again! My best friend’s back!”

“It’s amusing how you’re so happy I had good sex.” I’m literally laughing at how happy Dani is. She’s probably happy she was successful in selling me off this week.

“If I were you, I would be this happy, too. 3 years wasted with that guy. Well, bye Felicia!”

And, that it so true.

“Too bad your 12 lives on the other side of the country.”

“He’s an actor. So, I guess staying in Hollywood works best for him.”

“But, so are you, Miss Lily Dewan.”

Oh, I forgot about that. “Technically, yes, but I acted once! And, it’s not like I will do it again.”

“You can never say never.” Dani winked at me.

“Next time you do this to me, I swear I won’t do it. A notice would be nice.”

“Promise I won’t surprise you with stuff like this again.”

Since our flight got delayed for hours, we arrived in Boston at around 7 in the morning. I ran to the door of our house as I saw Donut and Bagel with their sitter waiting for us. Our babies are so excited to see us they were jumping up and down.

I grabbed 3 balls from the bag of the dogs’ toys right beside our door and ran straight through the house to the backyard to play fetch with my babies whom I haven’t seen for a week.

“Come on, loves! Fetch!” I laughed. “Oh no love, it’s underneath the table. HAHA! Bagel, hold on. Dani, can you help me with this? Donut’s ball got stuck. I can’t reach it.” As I stood up I realized I forgot another one. “FLUFFY!!” I called out.

I looked over the neighbor’s backyard hoping that Fluffy heard me.

“Hunter. His name is Hunter. But I could see why you call him Fluffy. And, I see you like dogs too.”

It’s not just Fluffy that’s staring back at me.

“What are you doing here?”

“This is where I live. This is my boy, Hunter.”

Dani comes out of the door and sees me standing there stunned. “What happened to Donut’s…” she looks at the person I’m talking to. “Scott?”

#thoughts #shortstory #ChrisE #literallyafanfic #kinikiligakowagkayomagulo

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