#mr ji im sorry

[survivalistghost]

excuse me sir that’s my emotional support murderer

[kaciidubs]

My Mrs. Claus | 8 Days of SKZcember 2023

Prompt: "ho ho holy shit you look good." lmao im so sorry

❣ Summary: Who didn't want to make a statement for one of the final parties of the year? ❣  ❣ Word Count: 986 ❣ Warnings: Fluff, humor, slight suggestiveness, Jisung is a flirt but he means well ❣  ❣ Female! Reader [No use of Y/N] | You/Your pronouns ❣  ❣ Additional Tags: Han is referred to as Jisung, Ji, and Baby, Reader is referred to as Jagi, Mrs. Claus, unedited ❣ Stray Kids Masterlist ❣ General Masterlist ❣ SKZcember 2023

It was your favorite time of the year; the annual JYP Family Christmas Party finally making its appearance - a somewhat under the radar event started by a few of the seniors of the company as an opportunity for all of the artists and staff to have a night of celebrating the year’s accomplishments and catch up with friends they wouldn’t usually be able to catch up with.

Sometimes faces from other companies make an appearance, but the majority would always be JYP signed artists and even trainees - though they would only be allowed to stick around for the early hours of the party.

This year you planned to do it big - well, not big, big, but big to where you found yourself staring at a red sweater dress and a black leather belt to go across the middle currently laid out on your bed; a classic rendition of the jolly old Saint Nick, but cuter.

“You know the party starts in two hours, right?”

Rolling your eyes, you looked toward the closed door of your bedroom, as if you would miraculously gain x-ray vision to see your boyfriend on the other side. “Yes, Ji, I know!”

“And you know we said we’d meet the others before heading there, right?”

You scoffed, turning toward your vanity to start a simple makeup look, “I know - I don’t even know why you decided to come here to get ready, I could’ve just met you at the 3Racha plus Artist dorm.”

Even with the door shut, you could picture his offended expression paired with the pointedly loud gasp he made sure you would hear.

“And have to find out what my beautiful, amazing girlfriend is wearing at the same time as my friends? No way! That’s cruel and unusual punishment, Jagi.”

“Then you should know,” you started, pausing for a moment to apply foundation around your mouth and chin, “the more you talk to me, the longer I’m gonna take to get ready!”

“Can’t you just let me inside? I won’t do anything but watch!”

“Han Jisung.”

“Fine, fine - I’m going! I’ll be on the other side of the door, scared, cold, and so, so lonely.”

“Alexa, volume seven, please.”

The sound of your music grew louder, effectively putting a pacifier on Jisung’s teasing antics as you continued getting ready for the party.

It didn’t take long for you to finish your makeup and hair, and by the time you shimmied into your dress, there was a little more than an hour left on your metaphorical timer.

“Okay, baby, you can come i-”

The door swung open at lightning speed, Jisung all but falling through the doorway as he eagerly scanned your room, “Finally! Took you forever, I thought I was gonna-” His eyes landed on your form and they widened instantly, lips falling into a small ‘o’ as he took you in fully.

Bristling at the sudden attention, you found yourself consciously tugging at the hem of the dress, though it fell respectfully just above your knees, “Is it too much? I bought this not too long ago when I realized it matches your sweater and-”

“Ho, ho, holy shit, you look good!” Barely even acknowledging your nervous rambling, he made his way toward you, a wide smile growing on his lips, “Jagi, you look- wow, look at you!”

A sheepish laugh floated past your lips as you reached for the belt to top off the outfit, easily sliding it around your waist and fastening it. “Alright, alright, you don’t have to gas me up, Ji.”

“Gas you up? Baby, I don’t need a reason to gas you up, you’re already on fire!” He let out a low whistle, scanning you up and down as if you were a priceless find, “Mrs. Claus, can I sit on your lap and tell you what I want instead?”

“Jisung!” You laughed, fanning yourself in hopes of alleviating the heat of his stare and his equally heated compliments. “It’s really nothing, I’m sure there’s gonna be other people more dressed up than I am.”

“You really think that would matter to me? You could’ve dressed as the Grinch and I’d still think you were the hottest one in the room.” Walking closer to you, he slid his hands onto your hips, fingers welcoming the soft cotton dress, “You look beautiful, Jagi, really.”

Cooing softly, you leaned forward to press a soft kiss to his lips, being mindful to not smudge the red lipstick that currently painted your lips, “Thank you, baby - you look handsome too.”

Sharing one final kiss, you slipped your way out of his arms before he could be compelled to steal another kiss that would set you both back longer than necessary.

“I just need to put on my heels and we’ll be out, okay?”

“Whatever you say, Mrs. Claus, I’m just your humble elf servant here to do anything you need me to.”

Grabbing one of your black boots from the floor, you looked up at him with an arched brow, “You don’t want to be Mr. Claus?”

A sly smirk creeped its way onto his face as he shook his head, ash brown hair tickling his forehead at the motion, “Nah, Mrs. Claus getting with one of her helper elves is a way hotter concept.”

You hummed slowly, nodding your head as you slipped on your shoe, “Right, right, we’ll unpack that thought later.”

Putting on your other shoe, you were officially ready to meet with the other boys; grabbing a jacket from the closet while Jisung handled your purse and a pair of flats ‘just in case’.

“Jagi, you mind letting the guys know we’re leaving now?” Jisung called as he made sure the van was ready outside.

Humming in acknowledgement, you unlocked your phone to send a swift text to the combined group chat.

You: Mrs. Claus and her Elf are on their way 🎄

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[queendeeshorrorimagines]

ty for letting me know!! i will now be a menace with requests teehee

can i have a short and busty afab survivor dating clown and doctor <3

i appreciate this greatly im blowing kisses at u as we speak

Im so sorry for the wait. I hope that you enjoy this and feel free to send me requests anytime dear 💚💚💚

::readmore::

Clown and Doctor with a short and busty AFAB survivor significant other:

Warnings: Canon typical violence, fluff, slight mentions of nsfw

Doctor| Herman Carter

Herman Carter is an intelligent man from his experience in psychology and the human mind. Even if he uses his intelligence for his own sadistic lust.

Herman has two sides when it comes to his survivor girlfriend/ significant other: during trials and when the both of them are alone.

During trials, the Doctor would either let them take hatch or would sacrifice them last. The other survivors could tell how easy he his on his girlfriend/ significant other but wouldn't dare speak of it.

Once it's just him and his significant other, he shows a more softer side. Between careful touches, to the both of them talking in depth of psychology, and him showing his partner the various machines in Léry Memorial Institute, he tries to show his partner that he cares about them the best he could.

He knows that he's not able to be physically affectionate towards his girlfriend because of the high risk of him accidentally hurting her so Herman tries to bond with her by doing things that helps the both of them get to know each other better.

Not many survivors or killers would dare to talk about his girlfriend's body around him. Survivors know that the sadistic Doctor would make their trials a even worse living hell than already. Most of the killers aren't going to say a peep after witnessing a certain killer (*cough* Danny *cough*) nearly get electro shocked to death after Herman caught him trying to take pictures of his girlfriend's chest.

Herman, in a relationship would like someone who he could talk about the human mind with, seeing them more as an equal rather than his lab rats to gain knowledge about and control over. He wouldn't want anyone too smart to argue with, but someone who can understand what he's trying to convey.

Jeffrey Hawk tends to be a self centered man, all he cares about is the power he has when he hunts his victims. He never thought that anyone would want to be with him because of his sadistic personality.

Both survivors and other killers could agree that it was a shocker to see someone as cute as them being in a relationship with sadistic Clown. Hell, even Jeffrey himself couldn't explain how the both of them ended up in a relationship with each other.

Jeffery noticed how much smaller his girlfriend/ significant other was compared to him, reminding him of the small birds he used to see growing up. Instead of wanting to harm them, he wants to hide them in his carriage and keep them as his greatest prize.

Given the perverse background Mr. Hawk has, he's definitely noticed his girlfriend's well gifted large breasts. And he's obvious about his admiration of his girlfriend's body.

Although he's all for admiring his significant other's body, he will kill any survivor who even looks at his significant other's body, let along say anything about them. He's been into some fights with a few of the killers (*cough* Danny, frank, and Ji woon *cough*) that caused the entity to punish him.

When the both of them aren't in trials, they're usually enjoying the few minutes alone they're able to have with each other. It can range from taking care of Maurice all the way to being on his smaller bed, cuddling together.

Personally, I don't think that he would ever show his face to his significant other because of the fact that it's foreign for him to strip away the clown persona to show his partner the real him.

[sungbeam]

describe your favorite mutuals & their bias/biases <3

omg i always feel so much pressure for these cuz i have quite a handful of moots but i shall try my best !! thanks for ur ask anonie o7

@justalildumpling & na jaemin — both just uber delulu and mutual orgasm donors 😭😭 their astrology/horoscope reading says they'd be good for marriage, but i think WE r a much better match 😚 anyways, i love u j my beloved wife and soulmate !!

@jaehunnyy & jung wooyoung — bro i didn't know which teezer to pick for u 😭😭 but since the craze lately has been mr wooyo 😗 chip is just the sweetest and most wholesome bean ever?? (except lately 🤡 woosan is getting to her) but she deserves the absolute world

@winterchimez & lee sangyeon — my parents !!! absolutely adore ally :')) she's always encouraging my shenanigans and one of the most supportive people on this app. i feel like every day i learn that we have another thing in common w each other LOL

@ethereal-engene & lee jihoon — NO CUZ EKFNEKDK when i tell u ash looks like woozi (゜-゜) im not even kidding, they both look SO good in specs and i love ash sm, she GETS ME and im so convinced we're like actually long lost relatives 😭😭 the way she puts up w my shit and supports me all the time :')

@loveliestfelix & choi yeonjun — omg no because nana is supermodel material?? supermodel gf and bf say HUH???? her writing is something to fall head over heels in love w !! my beloved angst queen 🫂 ilysm im always thinking of u <3

@tranquilpetrichor & (i wanna say) yoon keeho??? — eris i just realized i don't really stan some of the groups u do and i haven't seen u talk abt ur biases recently 😔 SO PLS DO TELL ME ABT THEM !! but i wanted to include u here bc it didn't feel right without u 😭 but she's so underrated and one of the chillest people ever, and a literal ballerina like 😳 that shits hard bro

@zzoguri & ji changmin/kim sunwoo — MY FELLOW KYUBODAN MONI AHHWHDINEJDJD they are AMAZING at writing??? i guarantee u will fall in love w their style, and they're also just so easy to vibe w and talk to 🤧🤧 hope to get to know u even better bestie :'))

@haet-sal & ju haknyeon — CAKECEYYYYY 😩😩😩 ik the ship name is hakcey/hickey LMAO but cake 😎 anyways LMAO lacey is prob who i aspire to be?? 😭 like u guys don't understand how pretty this girl is and the fact that she's SO COOL TOO?? i feel like i'd be so intimidated by u irl tbh 😳

@goldenhypen & jake sim — my canadian counterpart and chinese 04 twin 💖💖💖 i miss u sm omg i will always uphold that em is one of, if not, THEE nicest person on this app. like if u touch her I HURT YOU 😐🔪 she is sooo so compassionate and caring and just wah i love u sm i hope ur doing alright :'))

@sseastar & byun euijoo (i think? im sorry i don't stan &team 😔) — yet another author here who's style of writing absolutely blows me away skdnkendk like the slice of life ghibli movie vibe of her writing makes me SING and she's also a very cool woman in stem™ </3 she's also so soft and sweet, and i only have the most tender of thoughts toward her

@hqrana & omg im so bad i know eric sohn for sure 😭 — we actually haven't talked about many other groups besides tbz and svt skdnekdk OKAY BUT MY MARVEL MOOT !!! i treasure noa so much, like what a star and the way we literally have so many fandoms in common??? for the longest time (and still) i look forward to interacting w her just cuz she is absolutely SO fun to talk to 💖 ly bff

[gizkasparadise]

Top ten meaningful impactful nicely handled character deaths. Can be villain. Can be non villains. I would prefer if you add Asian dramas in it. And please explain why

I, for one, truly enjoyed watching Frollo (hunchback of notre dame) fall to his death in a pit of lava because of how absolutely fitting it was

I loved tony stark’s death. I’m actually happy he’s not returning. He got his happy ending with a wife and kids and assurance that he saved the world after all the destruction he brought on it.

I loved the scene in healer of his mentor dying because they gave it a good delivery. Sad. Expected. And NOT brushed aside

yaaaaaaaaaay death :'D. spoilers for series obviously below!

top ten in asian dramas (hard mode: only 1 death per drama)

gu jian, goodbye my princess. xiaofeng's death is a close second. while this character wasn't my favorite, i think this death is the most impactful to me in the drama-- it signals the final point of no return for all the main characters, was absolutely brutal, the ML went full unhinged, and it gave me a montage set to 'love catastrophe' which is an auto ;;

kimura shunji, bridal mask/gaksital. with mok dan/boon yi's as a close second (sorry FLs i really do love you). my favorite drama villain so far. is his suicide a kindness or a curse? i love how fucking bleak it is and how shunji gives kangto absolutely no exit on their final showdown. the fact that it was the ill korean nanny who found him is just a full circle cruel irony that i love

shin yul, chicago typewriter. *sobs in doomed narrative*

dong mae, mr. sunshine. okay apparently this is just becoming a list of doomed second male leads, so-

ali abdul & ji yeong, squid game. they can share a spot since it was the same game. i mostly enjoyed squid game as a whole but some eps definitely hit harder than others -- ep 6 was the best ep in the series & had the most stakes & consequentially hurt the most

ta hwan/togon, empress ki. back to doomed second male leads i guess (although maybe he's the first all along~). im a sucker for couples confessing love on their death beds i guess and it was just such a UMPH scene after so much hardship and atrocities between them

jang man wol, hotel del luna. i love her whole arc and how the hong sisters completely committed to the ending being her having to let go of her past life and move on to the next one despite the ML's love for her

prince wang eun & seon duk, moon lovers: scarlet heart ryeo. babies ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

the passengers, vagabond. i just really, really loved how grief and resilience was portrayed in this drama-- especially with the families of the deceased banding together during the trial

ji hee, moving. JUWON AT HER MEMORIAL SERVICE SOBBING WHILE TRYING AND FAILING TO PUT ON HIS MOURNING CLOTHES FUCKING KILL ME. we know it's coming/doomed by the narrative realness, but gd!

[chellesdump]

Sharon Emerges

Being seated outside the principal's office waiting for your parents was a nerve-wracking situation regardless of your age, but it added stress when it was your first time, you're 5 years old and all adults are looking at you as if you've committed the most atrocious act.

That was how Mina was feeling at the moment, waiting for either her mommy or her mama to arrive and have the inevitable talk with Miss Choi the teacher that had brought her here, and Mrs. Lee the old principal of her Kindergarten.

She couldn't decide which mom was a better option to have come into school, on one hand, her Mama Jeongyeon was the more strict one and would get a bit mad at having to leave work to deal with her kids' misbehavior, but at the same time she would go soft quicker if she put on her puppy eyes and pout; on the other hand, her Mommy Nayeon was more chill even getting happy at having an excuse to leave work early when her kids were feeling unwell, but she was also the one who had less tolerance when she was called for misbehavior.

Her inner turmoil was disrupted by the sound of heels coming from the hall and her Mommy's voice talking on the phone with who she could guess was her Mama, her anxiety elevated more with each of Nayeon's steps knowing she wouldn't be happy with the situation at hand, so she began playing with her fingers to try and calm down a little, but the moment the steps stopped a couple of meters in front of her she felt as if her heart stopped for the tiniest bit.

“Hello, I'm Mina's mom, I was called to have a talk about my daughter's misbehavior” “Oh yeah, have a seat and I'll go tell Mrs. Lee that you have arrived” “Thank you,” Nayeon said while going towards the seats outside of the office where Mina was sitting, greeting the small Japanese girl who was clearly nervous “Hi Minari, care to explain why I was called off work due to you getting in a fight?” asked Nayeon with a raised eyebrow, the only response she got was a mumbled wasn'mafaul coming from the tiny Japanese, “Mina stop mumbling and look at me” said while crouching in front of Mina, putting a hand under her chin and directing her to look at Nayeon, but the moment their eyes met tears started coming out of Mina's eyes breaking Nayeon’s heart.

“Baby, please talk to me. I swear I’m not mad, I just want to know why you did that '' begged Nayeon trying to coarse words out of Mina. “I-it wasn’t mah fault, Chan started it, not me… Chan, no-not me” “Shh baby calm down” she said rubbing circles on her back “What did Chan do to make you hit him?” “He was making fun of us and pushing us, being a meanie overall and mama says we should always stand up for ourselves” “I’m gonna kill you Jeong'' mumbled Nayeon through clenched teeth “Of course you should stand up for yourself, but you should always tell an adult first about what’s happening” reprimanded Nayeon

“I DID! … we did, Jihyo always tells teachers about what Chan do but they don’t do nothing. Ji always makes sure Chan stops bothering us but since she’s not here today he got meaner. I didn’t wanna get in trouble, but he wouldn’t stop!” “Oh baby, I’m so sorry you had to go through that but don’t worry we’ll get this solved and make sure Chan stop bothering you” both mother and daughter were caught in a tight embrace when they were called into the office.

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“Come in Mr. and Mrs. Kang take a seat with Yoochan please” said Mrs. Lee from within her office “You too should come in, Miss …?” “Mrs. Im-Yoo ma’am, nice to meet you I’m Mina’s mom” said Nayeon while bowing a greeting to all the present. “As you know, we called you here today regarding the fight between Yoochan and Mina that occurred on recess time, we like to apologize beforehand for the injuries that Yoochan presented but luckily Miss Choi here, was able to stop the fight before it escalated even more” “We are lucky that our little Yoochan only got some meek scratches as a result, otherwise we would have sook legal action seeing as you aren’t taking proper care of our son” mentioned Mr. Kang with prepotency laced on his voice, this irked Nayeon, she couldn’t really stand people who believe themselves better than everyone else.

“Of course, Mr. Kang don’t worry, this won’t happen once again. We’ll make sure that students that cause trouble like Mina here will get punished and…” “Excuse me Mrs. Lee but aren’t first offences just talked out with their teacher at the end of school day?” “Well, normally that’s the case but when there’s an injured kid involved, we have to call the parents and have a talk with both parties” “I understand that but as Mr. Kang said Yoochan only had some meek scratches and my child wasn’t seen by the school nurse, she also has some scratches and bruises resulting from the mentioned fight, so why the different treatment between both children?” “We didn’t knew that Mina also had minor injuries, so how were we supposed to treat them?” “You could have asked her or checked for them, a fight requires two people so it’s just a given thing to check everyone involved. Also, will Yoochan be getting the same punishment as Mina?” inquired Nayeon, repositioning Mina on her lap so she could cuddle her better.

“No, why would Yoochan be punished when he’s the victim here Miss Im?” “It’s Mrs. Im-Yoo and he’s not the victim both of them were involved, so both should be punished. Besides did you care to ask why they were fighting, or did you just decided to punish kids without knowing the reasoning behind their actions?” scoffed Nay. “I get that you’re upset that your kid is getting punished, but you can’t excuse her actions Mrs. Im-Yoo, she needs to learn that her actions have consequences” scolded Mrs. Lee, “Ugh these young parents don’t know how to discipline their kids, that’s why there are little monsters roaming around” scoffed Mrs. Kang with so much prepotency.

“I’m not excusing Mina’s behavior and of course she would be punished once we get home, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to ask the reasoning behind her actions, because as parents we need to know why our kids do the things they are doing so we can fix the bad” expressed Nayeon before turning towards Mina “Now, Minari sweetie, can you tell the principal and the teacher why you did what you did?” encouraged Nayeon with a smile.

Taking a deep breath Mina started relating the happenings of all the problem with Yoochan, “I got into a fight with Chan because he was being a meanie to Jihyo unnie, the School Meal Club, and me…” “But you should tell an adult, didn’t your mom teach you that?” interrupted Mrs. Kang, “Of course we taught her that, could you let her finish talking before giving your opinion, please” commented Nay with a saccharine tone “Please keep going baby, I promise no more interruptions”.

“As I was saying, Chan was being a meanie, Jihyo unnie always tell him to leave us alone but he doesn’t listen! We tell the teachers, but they don’t do nothing, so he keeps bothering us every day, today he got even meaner because Ji not here” Mina took a great inhale “So he pushed Dub off the swings, tripped Tzu while we were playing and pulled Chaengie’s pigtails while we ate, he kept calling us names and telling us mean things. So, I told Miss Choi, but she did nothing, so Chan said See the teachers aren’t going to do nothing ‘cause you’re pabo and nobody likes you” “Well, it’s true you’re a pabo” retorted Chan with a smirk, you could feel the ire radiating from the tiny Japanese body “Mama says nobody is allowed to call us pabo and we should stand up for ourselves if no one help us, so I yelled at him to leave us alone, then he tackled me, and we started fighting on the floor until Miss Choi came and took Chan to the nurses office, and me to here”

“Yoochan, is it true what Mina is saying?” asked the principal, “Yeah I told them they were pabo” stated the little boy simply, “Is that the only thing you told them, right?” probed the teacher “No, I told them that they are not lovable ‘cause they are adopted, if their real parents gave them away must be for a good reason… probably the money they gave them each month for each girl” indicated Chan, “Well seeing as both of you did wrong, you’ll be recess less for the rest of the week. Everyone is allowed to leave now” stated Mrs. Lee, not before Mr. Kang demanded with a strong voice “Where did you get that idea from? Answer me boy?” scaring both kids.

After Chan calmed posterior to the fright he just received, he gave an answer that rendered all the adults speechless “I heard you and mother say we that you were planning on getting a kid from the system just for the check they would give you, seeing as you didn’t have to take care of them and throw them with a nanny like hyung, noona and me”, the Kangs just gave a final We’ll be on our way, good day to all, reprimanding the poor boy for exposing them like that.

“Good day Mrs. Lee and Miss Choi, we’ll be on our way” Nayeon bowed goodbye grabbing Mina’s hand and walking towards the halls before stopping “Will it be possible to take the rest of my kids home right now or should I wait the few minutes left before pick-up time?” politely requested the mom “You can take them, just let the secretary know so she can give you a visitor pass”.

After getting the rest of the girls and making sure all were buckled, they made their way to the elementary school to pick up Momo and Sana, next they picked up Jihyo from Nayeon’s parents house before going to their own house to wait for Jeongyeon and eat lunch.

[jinpanman]

rules: post 8-9 people you’re very attracted to.

@yeoldontknow​ told me to procrastinate on writing so here i am procrastinating. i'm excluding bts 'cause like.....that would take up all the photo space 'cause i'm attracted to all of them LMAO

@underthejoon​ @lcksndkys​ @kigurumu​ @triviafics​ @ggukcangetit​ because y’all have tagged me too :”)

1. i am cheating and am including all of them in one pic because i can.

i simp for these 4 so freaking much i cannot deal.......pretty soon im gonna start simping everyone else too....it's inevitable....i already know it.....

2. the great mr. kayden from eleceed

ahahahahaa........i just start reading this webtoon "eleceed" and i 100%%%%% simp for him omfg......

3. seo ye ji

i love seo ye ji forever (after completing this i realized she is the only woman here and like, im sorry to all the women i excluded but also this is the power she holds. i love her.)

4. kakashi

if you don't think kakashi is hot as fuck then you're lying and i feel sorry for you.

5. top

the original loml. there’s honestly nothing else to say. i love him forever.

6. dylan

there is this white man who goes by the name of dylan matthews and he makes youtube videos and i....am attracted to him.

7. eugene/flynn

on a similar vein, another white man i am attracted to. but in 2d.

8. gojo

the way i have only seen 2 eps of jjk (and have little interest in watching more) and i still simp hardcore for gojo. the power this man holds.....

[leerose09]

Paying attention to Shin Hye-sun as the Mr Queen

i miss a lot of opportunities to discover this #actress. Magtaglish na lang me neh? I want to write a normal conversation with #filipino #fans like we are at home (nasa bahay lang tayu). Im writing in English because if some foreigner will read my blog (umaasa), they will understand it although I don't have a proper education or I don't have any knowledge about English language. All I know is verb is an action word #lol

question #1 : may #filipino community ba dito? if meron please like and share haha...

anyway so here's what happen

2016 my coworkers are watching she was pretty and oh my ghost during lunch. I ignore them

In this year Legend of the Blue Sea was also famous in the Philippines because of Jun Ji-hyun and Lee Min-ho. I didn't know that hye sun was also part of the show. I ignored it.

2018 a closed friend told me she was watching My golden Life in GMA channel 7 Tagalog dub. I ignored it.

2019 I resign then I watch tons of Korean drama in 3 months starring # jangnara and #goara

Jang Nara

-hello monster with Seo In-guk (leading man in high school king savy where hye sun has a supporting role, i ignored it.)

-school 2013 - jang nara as a teacher (hye sun was one of the students with few lines) I ignored it.

Go Ara

-Miss Hammurabi with Kim Myung-soo ( or Infinites L, 2019 he was the leading man of Hye sun in Angels last Mission. I ignored it)

I also know Angel Eyes 2014 but I ignored it.

Hirap mag english. Nosebleed.

2020 March lock down for almost 2 months so I go back to what I love the most watching Korean dramas

this time its actress Kim hyun joo #marathon and guess what? KHJ and Hye sun have the same agency YNK. #surprised and #shocked me.

Then Crash landing on you came, I know the main lead Hyun Bin, Son Ye-jin, but who is this guy? Kim Jung-hyun. He looks so good in this drama. He was so stylish, cute, funny and charismatic.

to make the long story short hye sun and me almost met... joke.

her Korean dramas are famous but I'm very picky? is that the right term? when it comes to #kdramas I always choose the best or the highest rated or the number 1 or the leading actress are my #favorites like Kim Sun-a, Go Hyun-Jung, Lee Young-ae, Lee Bo-young, Kim Hee-ae and of course Kim Hyun-joo

so... she's my new favorite.

2021 January. I was just curious about the NO 1 Korean drama and it was Mr Queen. The ratings was consistently getting higher. So I search about it... I know Alberto Gu but who is this woman? The Korean drama where I first heard and read the name "Shin Hye-sun"

I read the synopsis. Comedy is my favorite genre so I was intrigued by this new actress. I told my sister and she was done watching eps 1 to 14 in just 1 day on January 24. MQ was live every sat-sun.

I was hooked by the show and by her acting ability. Feb 14 was the happy ending day .

Its been 10 years since I felt so crazy for a kdrama and that was Queen Seondeok 2009

i love deokman

i love mishil

i love his son bidam

and history repeat itself...

QSD and MQ have issues with their writers and I'm like WHAT????!!!

After the show it became a depressing month. I don't want to tell all the details. I had enough. All I care right now is to spread the word that Mr queen destiny is greatness. It already made a TV history and I wish It will reach more millions of people. Its a fiction. Its goal was to make everyone laugh. To lessen the pain of dealing with Covid19.

Anyway I hope for the best. I pray that we can survive this pandemic. Please choose to see positivity. Please lets stop hate. Our different opinion against each other will not save us.

sorry hindi ako nagtagalog haha... this is how i practice english even if im lacking... tama ba? hahhahahha

pahabol... i wish shin hye sun will have a Hollywood movie or a Oscar or be married to a foreign actor like Leonardo DiCaprio

[chimswae]

BTS Caretaker CH10

Summary: She may think she has Bangtan Sonyeondan wrapped around her fingers. She may think it is easy to love the members equally without hurting any soul. She may think the boys wont fall head over heels for her. She assumes it is okay to show a little love and affection towards the boys, what if she gets it all wrong? What if it only brings more complication to her already complicated life? Can she survive their charms? Will she be able to resist them? What if they just wont let her go?

- Pairing: BTS x Oc ( Yoongi x OC, Jungkook x OC)

- Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Romance, Idol!au

- Word Count: 3,403

- Author Note:Sorry, im so busy these past few weeks! so,i update slightly late and i appreciate your feedback and comment, just drop in my ASK BOX :)

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Chapter 10

Seul trudged backwards feeling her bones melted due the overflowing warmth from the kisses, but before her body could kiss the ground a hello Yoongi’s strong arm encircled around her waist, holding her close to his body. This was dizzying, she could not feel herself anymore. The way his lips moved desperately against her, seeking for a permission to enter caused her soul to depart permanently from her body.

On the other hand, Yoongi found himself got carried away as his earlier plan was to tease and trip guilt her not to extent of locking lips with her. Why was his body acting against that genius brain of his? Had he gone nuts overnight?

Regaining back her composure, Seul found the strength in her to push Yoongi chest backwards, breaking the kisses. He was still holding onto her tight, even though she managed to stop the unexplained moment that they had a minute ago.

Her small hands were clutching onto his shirt, and Yoongi muscle flexed due to the contact. Both of them were left breathless after the unexpected kisses. A visible taint of blushes could be seen on their cheeks, Seul and Yoongi were in dazed.

Inhaling a deep breath, Seul uttered the first word to break the silence between that “Wh..at was that for…” a heavy lump on her throats making its hard for her to breathe. With Yoongi gregarious presence close to her, she could smell his manly cologne and it drove her insane once again.

What is wrong with her and man’s cologne? She felt the same way with Jimin, their smell. Why they got to smell so effin good? Not that she cared but it was sinful to her senses.

Yoongi’s silence only to suffocate Seul even more “I have to go…” she felt his grip loosened then she took the chance to slip away.

Snapping his weird thought away, Yoongi realized Seul was about to escape again and before that thing happened, he needed to clarify something. She staggered towards the door and before she could twist the knob, a pair of arms once again engulfed her into a tight embrace putting her step at halt.

Seul was about to open her mouth to question his sudden affection towards her as she had no more strength to fight Yoongi, her energy had depleted following the kisses that they shared. It was too much for her to digest.

Yoongi’s breath tickles against her neck, he hummed “I will see you again soon, Mrs Hwang’s daughter” it somewhat sounded like a warn that another time he caught her again, he would make sure to bring the truth out. However, why it didn’t sound like a warn to her more like a hope that they would be together again?

She screamed mentally not liking this sticky situation that she was in. Min Yoongi out of all people, it never dawned on her this thing escalated fast. Was it just her feelings or Min Yoongi was hinting on something?

He took a step backward giving the poor girl space to breathe or at least that’s how he thought it would be. Okay breath in breath out Ji Seul, Seul mentally groaned while steadying her rapid breathing. Without uttering any words, she dashed out and was welcomed by flabbergasted Jimin.

“Mmm…I.. mmm…. where” he swayed his body from left to right and frowned.

Seul still had to regain herself after the things with Yoongi and to face Jimin again giving her no time to chill “I..am sorry..I have to go…” Jimin nodded staring at her way.

Gathering all her stuffs, Seul took off her apron and set it aside. Jimin watched her every movement closely wanting to say something but decided to hold his tongue back. What was he supposed to say? That he was sorry about the incident in the bedroom?

Manners always come first, so Seul bowed politely at Jimin way before making her way and finally escaped from the tiger lair. Jimin ran after her taking a hold of her wrist, the touch startled her “W-hat is wrong?” she gulped not knowing how to react to Jimin’s intense gaze.

It burnt hole through her head.

“You..left your phone..” Jimin said shyly, handing the rose gold phone to her.

Seul hummed under her sharp breath “Mmm.. thank you…” it took her a moment to initiate the first move as her eyes focused on Jimin’s hand which was wrapped securely around her wrist. Jimin sensed the fiery gaze and immediately let go Seul’s hand with a soft huff.

“Oh sorry..” she gave him final glance and disappeared from his vicinity.

“Ji Seul..Seul” he muttered with a small smile spread across his face. The name tickled his heart, way to allow some strangers invaded his personal space. That one space in his heart is untouchable at first now gets a little shaky.

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“Jeon Jungkook you better be fast, or I am leaving you” he hollered as he continued to press the elevator button furiously.

“COMING KIM SEOKJIN-SSI!” the younger guy strutted with a soft pant.

“Did you find the tape? Yoongi is so going to kill you if you don’t get the tape delivered safely to him”

“Am I delivery boy now? Namjoon hyung could have sent it by himself, yet he made us do a detour just to get this cd. And why would Yoongi hyung be home so early? That is so not him” he pondered.

Yoongi is known to be a workaholic freak, staying in his genius lab was his thing ever since they debuted. So, to see him back home early this broad daylight was a little over the top. He wouldn’t be back unless something really was bothering him.

“ He does the unexpected thing so scratch that” Seokjin grew impatient as he watched the elevator descended diligently through the digital monitor. The ding sound from the elevator made him heaved a sigh of relief “I wonder what is so important that Jimin forced us to be back home at this time”

Jungkok shrugged “It must be a prank because we forgot to bring him along” as soon as the door the elevator opened, a figure with head hung low scurried off without caring who’s important of them.

Jin frowned at the impact “Hey watch out where you are going young lady” he voiced out his annoyance. To his utter astonishment, Seul turned to him with an apologetic look before scurrying off in hurry.

“Mmm? No problem…”

Jungkook blinked confusedly “Hyung, hurry the elevator is about to close duh” his voice brought him out of his trance. Jin managed to capture the look in her eyes, it was a hint of fear and confusion. He wondered what happened to the young lady? It was none of his business anyway, but he got to admit he was drawn by the beauty of her eyes.

He hoped she will be just fine.

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Despite her weird encounter with Jimin few days ago and the Suga thing, Seul managed to pull through it, tending her works as usual but thankfully these days her luck was on her side. As far as her concerned there was no unexpected meeting with the babytan.

She tried to occupy herself with the workloads at the shop, and decided to forget Yoongi’s devil whispers which became a mere nightmare for her now. For an odd reason, her voice lingered in her mind since that day. Do not speak of the kisses, now it affected her so badly to the point her heart weakened every time Yoongi’s part came into the songs that she listened to.

With that, she decided to stay away from Bangtan Sonyeondan for the time being.

Away from their songs.

Away from their updates.

Away from Park Jimin.

Away from Min Yoongi.

Okay, that is how she’s going to put this. Min Yoongi is a real fire.

“Can I come in?” a knock on her door brought her back to her sense. Then, she remembered her date with Hwasa. They were supposed to go out for a movie since that time of the month whereby they only got a short break. Without waiting for her answers, Hwasa would enter anyways. Who could stop her.

Seul’s eyes rounded at the image of her best friend “Oh my god, I almost forgot our date! Screw the caretaker job” she arose from her feet immediately pulled out random clothes from her closet getting ready to change.

“I knew you would forget, so I came to pick you up. What is wrong with you though Seul? You seem a little off” Hwasa closed the door behind her, and leaned against it, crossed arms.

A small sigh escaped from her lips “I don’t know. It feels just wrong. Have you ever felt something was tugging you hard and this roller coaster feeling that you experience, it becomes too much for you? At one point you just want to cry it aloud” she clenched her fist into a ball feeling the pain sipping in.

“Hey.. Seul-ah.. Tell me, is everything alright?” Hwasa was taken aback by Seul’s confession. It rarely happened, and this was one of the rare time she would see Seul looking glum and lost. The girl was not good in expressing her feelings even to Hwasa and her own mother, to let her feelings bottled up for so long resulted in sudden outburst.

Making her way to the queen size bed, Seul slumped on it accompanied with tears cascading down like broken pipe “SEUL-AH!” Hwasa pushed her panic button upon witnessing the scene in front of her.

“Babe…please.. tell me, let it out” she pulled Seul into a tight embrace letting the broken girl bawled her eyes out. She felt Seul’s clutching onto her shirt as if her life hanging onto it “Hush… cry it out cry it out” Hwasa stroked her hair with affection.

Seul too had no idea why she cried.

Was it because of things happened in her life?

Was it her failure to control her own feelings?

Or was she always this fragile and broken yet she refused to admit to it?

Why Ji Seul?

After god twenty minutes of silence, only Seul’s small sob could be heard filling the emptiness in the room, she looked up meeting Hwasa’s worried gaze. “Are you feeling any better?” Hwasa finally spoke up earning Seul’s attention.

“Thank you”

“And?”

“That is it? Just a simple thank you? You owe me an explanation, why with the sudden outburst?” this time Hwasa gaze was on her, giving the sad girl a soft squish as an assurance.

“I am just too overwhelmed, with the things happened in my life right now”

“Like what?”

Damn, Hwasa would not back away that easily. It was her fault to break down in front of her. Seul was contemplating whether to spill put the truth or to keep the secret within her. Life is a matter of choice, it is either you grab it or let it go.

“Ji Seul, I am waiting” her brows quirked up in curiosity.

“This work that I am doing for my mother right now is driving me up the walls” Seul took a deep breath as she finally spilled the beans from the first time she tended the job up until the recent event with Yoongi.

Eyes wide opened, lips hung loose allowing a small whimper coming from her, Hwasa is officially dead inside. She held up her palms signalling her friend to give her a moment to regain her lost back to body.

“So you are saying, the Min Suga of Bangtan Sonyeondan and you shared a weird kiss?” she rephrased and Seul nodded in embarrassment.

Hwasa let out the highest octave of human’s squeal which feared Seul “YAH TONE DOWN WOMAN! ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME KILL?” she slapped her arms with a deep frown.

“OH MY GOD SEUL HOW CAN I? WHAT THE HELL? YOU ARE PRACTICALLY SPOILING ME WITH SOME FANFICTION! ARE YOU NUTS?”

Annoyed, Seul clasped her hand over Hwasa’s mouth with hope she would lower down her voice for the sake of everyone’s happiness “I know this sound crazy, but can you please stop screeching like some annoying parrots. Gosh woman!”

“This is not crazy. Yes, a little! However, this is by far the best thing that I ever heard from you!”

“So how is it kissing the famous Min Yoongi?”

“How does a lip of rapper feel like?”

“Is he a good kisser?”

“FEED ME GIRL!”

Seul facepalmed regretting the decision that she made to trust Hwasa with her story, now that big mouth of hers are not going to stop blabbering nonsense. The excited girl shook her shoulder with all her might just to get answers from her, she was unstoppable.

“For a record, he is not that almighty don’t fool yourself with that idol image of his. He is a normal citizen like us, except he is a little too cocky and annoying. Apart from that, he is annoying as hell!” Seul pursed her lips in protest. The image of Yoongi teasing her with that smile of his triggered her anger.

“I would rather stay with weird Jimin than him, he is a big big trouble” she continued without hesitation, Seul continued to comment of Yoongi demeanour and it continued for five minutes. Hwasa on the other hand was mentally judging the angry girl “But he smells awfully good, I hate that part the most” she finally ended her long ranting.

“What did you just say?” she poked fun.

Clearing her throat to chase the awkwardness away, Seul shot her a death glare “I said he smells awful, not let me change so we can eat that patbingsu!” Seul escaped without problem leaving her mischievous friend behind.

“Min Yoongi smells awfully good huh?” she hummed.

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“ 2016 Melon Music Award, Best Album of the Year goes to…”

“Bangtan Sonyeondan. Congratulations!” the news spread like wildfire as people was surprised by the announcement. Some was overjoyed by their winning after years of hard work, some immature human being was too salty with the winning and bashing them out openly.

However it wouldn’t change the fact that they just won Best Album of the Year. The members were in dazed as they tried to decipher the information that they just heard few seconds ago. They were woken up by the standing ovation from other celebrities who fought along them. Everyone had a wide grin and congratulated them for their winning.

Each one of them ascended to the stage with a shocked expression across their faces, none would expect this thing to happen overnight. Armys are everything to them. Up until now, they managed to pull through the worst time in life thanks to Armys.

The announcer continued “ This year hot idols, their albums did really well on different charts. Congratulations for the best album of the year award”

None of this would happen without the overwhelming supports that they received from Armys.

Namjoon led the group to the centre in order to receive their first daesang, Taehyung on the hand was chanting “It is us.. It is us? Us ? Us” along the way followed by other members who seemed as baffled as him.

The boys politely bowed to both announcers before receiving the award and readied for their important speech. A start of every path that they will take after this night, it is indeed too much for their heart to handle.

Taking a moment to settle his unsteady breathing, Namjoon lips were pressed into thin line as he spoke “Army! THANK YOU” that was the first thing came out from his soft lips.

He shook his head in disbelief, wandering his eyes around the audience watching their Bangtan Bomb in the air.

To his distaste, his eyes landed at some part of the audience which went black as if like a protest from other fandom. Namjoon gulped at the sight trying to shrug off the thought. A small pat on his back and he knew other members witnessed the awful scene too. As much it ached his heart to see those hatred being thrown to them openly like this, he did not want to ruin the moment.

Jin looked down letting the tears flowed wetting his cheek, whilst Hoseok slipped his arm around his shoulder with a grateful smile. Grateful with this moment that he could cherish with other members. His eyes were sting with tears which he forced not to spill.

Yoongi noticed the hesitation in Namjoon’s voice, but he chose to stand silently behind Jin and Namjoon without uttering anything. He held back his tears refused to let it go or else this would be a long hell of night for him.

Armys have suffered enough because of us. I am sorry and thank you. Yoongi clenched his fist to calm down his desire to cry.

Jimin was admiring the older guy gathering his thought on the other side with a proud smile, he gave the leader a small nod assuring him everything would be alright when their eyes met “Hyung, you can do it” he mouthed.

A small smile spread across Namjoon face as he continued “Really.. yes.. Thank you to everyone who made us, helped us and we will always love you” he let out a small chuckle with a deep breath. “This is really the biggest award we got since our debut, we would like to thank Bang PD and Big Hit, our family and friends. Army I LOVE YOU” he hollered at the last words while pumping his fist.

Jungkook watched the crowd where he could spot Armys waving their Army Bomb timidly, he felt a heavy tug on his heart. Not them, not our Armys, I am sorry that you are afraid to cheer for us because of us. I am sorry. Jungkook heaved a soft sigh. 

One final glance, Yoongi found the corner of his lips twitced into a small smile "Thanks for believing in someone like me,dealing with these tears and wounds.For becoming my light, for becoming the flower in the most beautiful moment in life" he watched other members with a content heart.

Sweet Jimin was the first one wo lurched forward pushing everyone to the centre of the stage for a group hug. Seokjin continued to cry nevertheless. No one knew he could be a cry baby sometimes. As they were ready to get off the stage, Jimin went to Jin side with a soft smile “We did it hyung” he squished the older guy’s shoulder.

Bangtan Sonyeondan’s first daesang would be one the best memories for them and Armys. This is the start of everything.

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“Are you sure you don’t want me to accompany you?” Yoongi gave the older guy a wary look. Jin’s smile was rather fake or could he say, it was not real him. Something is bothering him for sure, as soon the show ended, Jin went mute along the journey.

They decided to celebrate it at the company together with Bang PD and other Bighit staffs, but halfway of the humble party, Jin excused himself. The latter insisted of going home saying that he was not feeling well, but rejected a ride offer by their managers.

Seeing his weird demeanour, Yoongi decided to check on him because after all he was his roommate. They might not talk that much considering how he spent less time in his own room in comparison to his studio yet Yoongi was aware of Jin’s insecurities and worries when it came to his status as Bangtan’s members.

That foolish guy would always blame himself for every failure that Bangtan had. It was hard at first to reach out to Jin but as time passed, he eventually found way to give a small pep talk. He was neither good nor bad in comforting others, but considered him decent.

“I will be okay, I just need some time alone. See you at home” Jin nodded tiredly as he shushed the shorter guy inside. Even though he was reluctant to get inside and leaving Kim Seokjin behind, Yoongi complied to his request.

It was the best thing to do for now. Everyone needed space.

In Jin’s case, he needed time to gather himself together.

He would not invade his personal space

This work belongs to  Chimswae © 2020. All Rights Reserved.

[gtseven7]

My Seven Idols

Summary:

Got7 as highschoolers as they deal with graduation and college at the same time starting up their own Youtube channel as idols.

A/N: Second chapter skskskskssks updates are slow but it’ll be slower coz i have a job now lol and i just realized that my format (for all my fics) looks horrible on pc but it looks ok on mobile (thats where i used to do everything) imma be editing those bc they’re so awful i apologize. 

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The big doors of the gymnasium opened, allowing a certain man in. Walking with confidence and steady feet, the murmurs of the people slowly dies down. At the very front, the reason of the crowd gathering together, stood oblivious to the person who just came in. They were still dancing to the beat of the music, trying to charm the ladies watching. Until the music abruptly stopped. Jinyoung holds the plug on his hand. The five guys, known as Five Roses, who were dancing earlier paused and looked for the source of disruption.

The audience parted as if it was the red sea as Jinyoung, the student council president walks towards them.

See, Jinyoung has a perfect face, perfect grades, perfect hair, perfect uniform, probably perfect everything. Many girls and some boys has a crush on him, obviously. But the fact that he's strict, cold and savage dwindles the affection the student body has for him making him the not so desirable anymore.

"What the...this guy again...dammit." Ji Woo, one of the Five Roses said upon seeing the sour look on the President's face. "Why is he here again?!"

"I should be asking that. Why are you here? Don't you have class?"

Knowing better for themselves, the rest of the people dispersed and went back to their respective rooms. No one wants to anger Jinyoung. No one wants to be in his bad side because he's scary. Nobody could say what would happen if they did disobey him. There was no brave soul who dared.

Maybe Jung Hwan will dare, as he speaks. "C'mon man, leave us alone. We're practicing for the idol competition. Our school's name is at stake here." He was only rewarded with a scoff and an eye roll. Jinyoung finds idol competitions between schools funny. It was a well-known fact that he doesn't support it. At all. Especially if you disregard your studies in favor of it. His nonchalance about the matter slowly aggravates the five boys. "Our school's academic performance is at stake. Adding you bunch of idiots skipping classes will not help it." The leader of the group, Yeon So, feeling a little less happy with how things are going, strode towards Jinyoung. "Pres, we could care less. But since you took the effort to go here and nag us, we'll follow you. The next time you do it again though, I wouldn't care if you're the president."

Face to face. It was like a two wolves staring each other down ready to bite off the other. There was an air of crackling electricity between them, trying to win and make the other back down. "You think that would scare me Yeon So?"

"No. But that was a warning. Stay in your lane, teachers' pet."

The five boys walked away with a grudge, leaving an exhausted Jinyoung. Don't get him wrong, he understands the passion they have what they do. He thinks it's a wonderful thing: to be passionate about something. To do something that you love. He might be a little jealous of them for having something that he doesn't despite the fact that everyone thinks he's perfect. It also irks him that they sacrifice learning to do it. More so that their school's academic standing compared to other schools is pathetic. Add the humiliating downfall of their sports team.

Everything's not going right for their reputation. The only good win they have is the idol competition, which is not really saying much. It's Jinyoung's second term as president and his last year. The pressure he has on himself to exceed his performance from last year before he graduates lays heavy on his shoulders. Resulting to him being more uptight than he usually is.

"Thinking too hard there, aren't you?"

Turning to see who spoke, even though Jinyoung knows that voice very well. It was Jaebum. He's scratching his head while yawning, worsening his bed head. The president's eyes turned into slits. "Do I have to reprimand you as well?" His long time friend only shrugged, already used to the president's stern warnings. "It's our break, I took a nap." Jinyoung sighed. He already knows making the other follow him is a lost cause. It doesn't mean he'll stop though. "You weren't in class before the break."

Both walked out of the gymnasium to head back to the main building. "Mrs. Kim called me in her office. Apparently I'm the only senior who hasn't submitted college plans." Mentioning college made Jinyoung stop in his tracks. The big elephant in his life. Something that he avoids to think about these last few months. "I heard you submitted late as well. Who would've thought Mr. Perfect Jinyoung had doubts as well." Jaebum teased his friend. He had seen him struggle to finish the forms. Conflict clearly written on his face every night as he stared at the piece of paper that probably has his future. Hair disheveled when he pulls it out of frustration.

The man in question can't help but to huff out. Even after submitting his half-hearted plans, he couldn't help but still ask himself what he wants to do with his life. "Have you thought about it? College, I mean..." Jinyoung asked his companion. A light breeze flew by them as he waited the other to answer. "I know what I want to do. I've always known."

Music. Im Jaebum's first love. Of course. Why did Jinyoung ask anyway? He knows it well.

“What about you?”

 They both walked the side field, mulling about the future and what awaits them.

 “I don’t know. My parents want me to take Medicine, but Mrs. Kim said I’ll fit in well with a business course.”

 “Do whatever you want man, whatever would make you happy.”

 “Hmm…”

What would make him happy anyway? He doesn’t have an answer to that. He’s been asking himself for a long time but Jinyoung comes out with a blank space in his heart waiting to be filled by something he himself can’t answer what. Now with their graduation looming, entrance exams coming closer, Jinyoung felt like he’s out of time.

  “If you knew what you wanted, why submit late anyway?” He asked his friend condescendingly, his JB hunter mode on. “I lost the form.”

 And Jinyoung’s signature eye roll with a dash of an exasperated sigh came out as usual whenever Jaebeom does anything stupid. “I don’t even know what to say about that.” They both stopped walking, the president ready to rant again, his back facing the field where their prestigious basketball team were playing (prestigious my ass, they lost four consecutive games already). “You could have…” But Jaebeom wasn’t entirely listening, seeing the orange ball flying towards them. Specifically, at his friend.

 “Jinyoung!”

 Jaebeom held the other’s shoulder and pushed him aside. He shielded Jinyoung with his body, the ball hitting him directly on the back. He was almost hugging him, bracketing his smaller shoulders with his wider ones. "Ugh. What?" confusion was what Jinyoung felt. 'Why is he hugging me all of a sudden? If this is because I was being a bit sentimental… I'll hit you Jaebeom.'

 "Omo! Sorry! Sorry!'

 Jinyoung peered over his friend's shoulder and saw Jackson, one of the members of the basketball team. "Didn't mean to hit 'ya! Sorry." He was cringing and had his hands in pleading. Their president was almost hit with a ball. They might get suspended! "Next time, watch where you're throwing the ball." Jaebeom's reputation isn't that great to be honest. With his biting stares, long hair and seasonal peircings, he's known to be the school's bad boy. A man you shouldn't cross. Someone to avoid at all costs. It's also well known that even the great disciplinarian Park Jinyoung can't handle him. Now, Jackson who's receiving ill intent from the other, he didn't seem to mind and his apologetic smile just bounced off Jaebeom's scary aura. Jinyoung was quite amused.

 "It wasn't me though! Sung Hwan threw the ball. I was only asked to fetch it. I'm sorry in behalf of the team though. Jinyoung, we're sorry for almost hitting you." He then bowed politely to express his sincerity. Jaebeom was dumbfounded at the boy who did not seem to mind his usual scary air.

 When Jinyoung realized that Jaebeom was still holdong him protectively, 'Tsk, what a worrywart.', he released himself indignantly and smoothened his uniform. Seeing the other still bowing to him, he felt uncomfortable. "Hey, it's okay. It was an accident."

 Jackson immediately straightened up and beamed. "Thank you! Anyway, are any of you hurt? The ball's a bit hard."

 "No not really." Jaebeom answered nonchalantly. Trying to look like a cool senior. Again, the president rolled his eyes at him.

 "We're fine Jackson. How about you, how's the team going? Are you still benched?" The athlete rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. He laughed lightly, but his smile decreased. Way to go Jinyoung. You officially made him feel bad. "Yeah… But that's okay! I can now do my other hobbies other than sports so…" Jackson covered his embarrassment with a hearty laugh, waving off the dampening of the mood. "No but really, I'm totally okay with it Jinyoung. No need to worry." He gave his most convincing smile to Jinyoung as the other frowned. Jackson's a foreign student who transferred to their school because of his parents' business in the area. Before he went to East High, he's already a great athlete with a bright future ahead of him. From what Jinyoung heard, he had already collected a ton of medals and trophies.

 "Are you sure? I can talk to the coach. Seriously that Coach Jang has favoritism. Only letting Sung Hwan to shine."

 "No no no! Don't worry about it. It's okay. I prefer it this way."

 Jinyoung was not convinced but bit his tongue from saying anything further. He just nodded and it seemed to satisfy Jackson as well. But Jaebeom on the other hand looked like he didn't like the friendly way of speaking of the other. "Hey. You're a junior aren't ya? Pay some respect on your seniors."

 Jackson looked at Jaebeom curiously, a teasing smile already on his face. "I'm older than Jinyoing though." The long haired senior's eyes widened. He turned to his friend to confirm and Jinyoung was not reacting to it. "He is?"

 "Yes. You guys are the same age. And you both make it sound like I'm so much younger. It's just a few months "

 The laugh that resounded the area was cheerful. Jackson's mood lifted up again. He bid goodbye to the two after grabbing the ball and jogged back to the court. But Jaebeom was stuck in his position, floored by the surprise of the fact and most likely because the foreigner wasn't really all that faltered in his presence unlike other people "Why is he a junior though?"

 As the subjects from his old school were quite different from what they have, some were not credited. Thus making him repeat his junior year. Having no choice but to accept, since it was an urgent migrate. Jackson got into the team with his natural sporty abilities, even better than the current players they have. But unfortunately, Mr Jang doesn't care and only fluffs up his favorite, the captain ball Sung Hwan. Which was such a waste and irks Jinyoung to the core. They lost consecutive competitions already even if they have someone like Jackson, they never bothered to bring hin out anyway.

 "You seem to know him well."

"I toured him around campus on his first day."

 "Oh aren't ya such a good student president?" Ah, Jaebeom was joking around once again. A feat that most people don't see. "Apparently not, you won't cut your hair and remove that metal on your nose."

 As if he was wounded by his friend's ribbing, he put his hand on his chest feigning hurt. "Yah! You said long hair suits me."

 "My opinion outside school doesn't mean a thing inside. Cut that hair."

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[jaehoneey]

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» series: secret relationship au

» jisung x reader

» fluffy, angsty, a lil dirty

» setting: modern korea

» warnings: mentions of drugs, firearms, and a heck lotta pain

» im so sorry this is so long i dont know what came over me

The sixth time you fell in love, you wished you could turn things around.

Your sixth life was quite similar to your third, your lifetime with Changbin. You were in a gang once again, and this time, you had the upper hand.

You joined your dad when he would go to meetings or dealings, with his constant reminder that you’ll be the one handling the deals soon. You would also join your other dad-- who’d rather be called “daddy”-- when he would go on jobs that required dirty work, with his constant reminder that you need to defend yourself as well.

Currently, you were in the shooting range, trying on the new leather gloves they had given you. They were black and a perfect fit on you, you smiled as you reached out to take a handgun, then checked to see how quickly you could reload the magazine. When you felt that it was just as fast, maybe even faster, you couldn’t help but let the corners of your mouth lift up.

“Y/n, you’re here.”

You turned your head as you put the gun back down to the table. “Yes dad, I wanted to try the gloves out.”

“And?”

“They’re lovely,” you praised as you looked at your hands again, “I feel amazing wearing them.” You looked up at him and slightly tilted your head. “But you never go here. Daddy does that. So why are you here, dad?”

He chuckled pleasantly. “You caught me there, darling,” he then moved aside to reveal a boy behind him, who seemed to be admiring the range, “I was showing our new recruit around.”

You blinked as you focused on the boy, who had just realized that the older man was talking about him, so he stopped looking around, looked at you, then bowed.

Your dad chuckled again. “This is my daughter, Y/n. Y/n, meet the new recruit, Han Jisung,” the said boy bowed again, “he’ll be helping with the weapons and hacking. Feel free to show him around later on.”

“But you’re already doing that.” You pointed out.

“I only have so much time on my hands, I can’t show him everything I have to.”

“Alright, dad, as you wish.”

“Now,” your dad turned and he placed a hand on Jisung’s shoulder, “you’ve seen where we use the guns. It’s about time you saw where we keep them.”

Days passed, and you realized earlier on why your parents had chosen to recruit Jisung; his skills were remarkable.

He could dissemble a gun as quickly as you could normally breathe, he could hack even if his eyes weren’t trained on the screen, and lastly, hell, he was one good kisser.

“Jisung,” you breathed out, “we can’t.”

“Princess, please,” he growled, “your parents are out, and for the first time, as you said, they didn’t take you with them. You should try and relax. Let me relax you.” He chuckled softly before nipping on your skin again.

“Jisung!”

Three days after that night, your parents decided to bring you both out to dinner, saying it was a celebration for Jisung’s official welcome to the family.

“Now,” your daddy started as he sipped on the wine, “Jisung, tell us, do you have a boyfriend? We could bring him in as well.”

Jisung’s eyes widened and you did your best to not snap your eyes towards him. “N-no sir,” he cleared his throat, “no boyfriend, sir.”

“Oh?” Your dad seemed intrigued. “But with a face like that? No boyfriend?” Jisung shook his head. “Why?”

“No time,” he replied cooly, “I was busy training and going with Mr. Kim to meetings to get me scouted.”

Your dad hummed. “I’m glad I scouted you. A shame for others, really, they didn’t discover a diamond in the rough.”

Jisung slightly bowed his head in acknowledgment, saying a brief thank you. Then your parents focused on you.

“As for you, our sweet daughter, we have set up a blind date for you.”

You choked on your food and you immediately reached out for your water, drinking it in one go. You focused on your parents with stinging eyes.

“A- a what?”

“A blind date,” your daddy simply stated as he took a bite of the steak, “I know we haven’t been letting you off lately, and we feel bad about it. Besides, it’s about time you meet someone. She’s a good girl, and her father could be a potential ally.”

“You don’t have to marry her,” your dad quickly intervened, seeing the look on your face, “just let her father see your skills, he’ll come to us.”

You hummed as you nodded, knowing that there was no way out.

As they talked among themselves, you and Jisung shared a nervous glance. You were both straight, if that night didn’t make it clear already, and it still seemed that if you came out straight in this society, you’re a dead man, and woman, walking.

So the night before your blind date, Jisung had snuck in your room. You two were on the bed, your head resting on his lap as he played with your fingers. He seemed to be nervous, tense even, and you didn’t ask him why, knowing that he’d bring it up in his own time.

“Do you think you’ll like her?” He asked softly. “Your blind date. Do you think you’ll like her?”

You blinked as you looked away from your intertwined hands and focused on his face to see that his eyes were still looking at your hands.

“Ji,” you called out, “Ji, look at me.” (Look at me, please, look at me.)

He did, and you felt your heart break, his eyes were glossy, the tears weren’t there yet, but they soon would be.

“Jisung,” you cooed as you slowly stood up, never letting go of his hand even as you faced him, “if you think we’re doing this just because there’s no one around for me, then you’re wrong. I’ve known, for the longest time, and I’m sure that I’m straight. The world outside doesn’t know it, but I know it. The world wouldn’t accept me, but I still stand for it. So no, I’m not going to like her, Jisung, because I already like you.”

His tears had started to fall and you brought your free hand up to caress his cheek, wiping away the tears.

“Y/n,” he said softly, “I’m sorry. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m sorry for doubting you.”

“Don’t be,” you kissed his nose, “don’t be.”

Your parents’ plan had worked perfectly. You met the girl, she brought you to their house because the father had wanted to meet you. There he tested your skills in fighting, in wits, and in difficult times of communication. Unsurprisingly, he was impressed, and now he was meeting your parents.

“Mr. Kwon, a pleasure.” Your dad greeted.

“Oh, please, Mr. l/n, the pleasure is all mine.” Mr. Kwon had chuckled. “I see that our daughters have gotten along very well.”

“Indeed, they have,” your dad nodded, “please, take a seat.”

And just like that, a new alliance was formed.

You eventually came out to Kwon’s daughter, saying that you didn’t want to lead her on, and she understood. She said that she could tell, seeing as how Jisung would watch your every move, always in a stance to come to your heed, if needed, and she said that it was safe, because she was, too.

This would lead to you lying to your parents and so would she. You would say that you were going to meet her, but you would meet Jisung in a place you two had found not too long ago; an abandoned treehouse. You two fixed it up, made it more comfortable on the inside, and it was there that you would go to whenever you needed an escape.

There was one night however, you wish you had asked him to escape with you.

It was three in the morning and you had come home from being cooped up in the treehouse. When you put your house key in the lock, you realized that it wasn’t needed: the door wasn’t locked. As you turned the knob, you placed your hand on the hilt of your dagger, which was hidden in the inside pocket of your coat, and when you stepped in, the only light on was that in the living area.

You approached it carefully, not knowing what to expect, and when you stepped into the living area, you released your hold on the dagger.

“D-daddy,” you stuttered out, “what’s going on?”

“Our family member here,” he seethed as he pulled on Jisung’s hair, “is a traitor.”

Your heart dropped to your stomach. “How?”

Your dad took a drag from his cigarette as he waved an envelope in the air. “Darling, do you know what’s in this envelope?” You shook your head. “Our passwords, our information, our future plans. Photographs of things we do inside and outside of this establishment, things that could end us all in jail.” He blew out the smoke with a sigh. “All in a pen drive.”

You approached your dad and took the envelope, wanting to see it for yourself. You opened it and saw that it was true, there was a pen drive inside, accompanied by a written letter. You took it out and skimmed through it; he was a traitor.

Your daddy sighed as he pushed Jisung’s head before letting go, earning a small groan from the boy. Your jaw clenched slightly as you looked at Jisung and approached him. You wanted to say so many things, you wanted to tell him that he could plead for his life, but you knew you couldn’t. Your parents never gave second chances.

You then approached the source of light, the fireplace, and threw the envelope in. Jisung struggled against his restraints as he watched them go up in flames, but what hurt him most was the fact that your eyes seemed to hold the flames as well. When you faced him again, he wanted to scream out that he was sorry. He knew that you had so many questions, about him, about you two. He wanted to tell you that it was real, that he really did like you, that falling for you was not something he had planned. That if there was one thing that was real in this whole act, it was his feelings for you.

“I think you should finish the job, darling,” your daddy stated as he handed a gun to you, “send them information that his job is done.”

You didn’t know what you were doing. You grabbed the gun, but you didn’t know it. It was like someone else had controlled you. It was like you weren’t you.

You stepped in front of Jisung, raised the gun, and clicked the safety off, resting your finger on the trigger. You looked at him with such cold eyes, he knew that he was done for.

“If you want to say something, say it now.” You spat him.

“Y/n,” he whimpered, tears falling, heart breaking, “you are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

[psycho-slytherin]

Strangers ch. 27

Your dizzy spells have gotten worse, but it’s time for you and Yoongi to shine.

Pairing: Yoongi x (female) Reader

Word count: 1.6k

Genre: Floof

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Okay. Okay. It’s fine. Everything is fine. Fine fine fine fine. Fine. Fine–

A knock at your door interrupts your whirlwind of overthinking, and when you open it you see your downstairs neighbor tapping his foot impatiently.

“Oh, hi there, Soobin. What can I do for you?” You’re cautiously polite, reasonably sure that by this point your neighbor despises you– when you flooded your apartment, his was also damaged, and your obnoxious alarms at all hours have probably driven him crazy.

Soobin yawns. “It’s two in the morning, y/n. I understand if you’re stressed or something. However, your pacing is making it hard to sleep.”

“Oh.” Your cheeks turn red. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to keep you up.”

“Get some sleep,” your neighbor advises. “I’m not trying to pry, but it’s hard to ignore when you’ve been pacing for the better part of an hour.”

“Yes- I will.” You apologize again before saying goodnight, and once you close the door you sigh and lean your forehead against the smooth wood. You’ve never felt so nervous in your life– just thinking about tomorrow raises goosebumps on your arms and makes your heart stutter.

You’re going to kiss Yoongi.

You. Are going. To kiss. Min Yoongi.

Well, your character is going to kiss Yoongi’s character. But still.

The first time you saw Yoongi, back when he called himself Agust, you’d fainted. Just seeing him was enough to overwhelm you entirely and make you lose any semblance of dignity. And now, that man, your idol, your dream, is going to kiss you.

As you climb into bed, you pray that you’ll be able to at least keep your balance tomorrow. Today. Whatever. You need sleep.

“Fame, flashlight– gi-give it to me!”

You shoot upwards, jolted unpleasantly out of an equally unpleasant dream. “Son of a bitch,” You groan, rubbing your temples. Your head hurts terribly, and the comments you’ve been reading online followed you once again into sleep.

@captainkookie21: hey throwback to when @yourname was a no-name who didn’t sleep her way to the top, amirite? Our boys are too good for her lmao

@seventeengoingonseokjin: im so conflicted about #MoonOverTheSea like?? Do I stan because Yoongi? Do I hate because @yourname? What’s the protocol

@namjoonforpresident: Y’all there’s a rumor that there’ll be a #MoonOverTheSea footage leak lmfao didn’t they barely start filming

@bangtan-uwus: unpopular opinion but fuck @yourname and everything she stands for. I’d understand if she were actually famous but she aint and she doesn’t deserve yoongi

@captainkookie21: @bangtan-uwus lol you mean popular opinion

“Ugh.” You bury your face in your hands, squeezing your eyes shut tight, tight enough to keep everything out. There’s an emptiness in your chest so heavy that it hurts to breath, and you’re dizzy again– these spells have been happening more often lately.

Suddenly, your phone rings. The noise makes you jump and scramble to answer.

“Hello?”

“Y/n~ how are you, darling?” Lisa sings in your ear.

You force yourself to relax, force your voice to lighten for your friend’s sake. “Yeah, I’m great. How ‘bout you?”

“Tut-tut. This isn’t about me, hon. Second day of filming! How are you feeling?”

“Yeah, um– you know, good. Fine.”

“Convincing,” Lisa replies dryly. “Well, I’m downstairs. I can give you a lift to the set if you want?”

“Thanks, I’ll be right down.” You rush to gather your things and join Lisa in her car.

"We’re not going to film in the studio today,” you tell her. “We’re going to some outdoor location.”

“Ah, tell me the address?”

You read it to her off your phone and spend the rest of the car ride anxiously tapping as Lisa chatters. Yoongi. Yoongi. You’re going to kiss him, just like in your dream, the one you can’t even force yourself to forget.

“By the way, I’ve been noticing some mean stuff on Twitter lately...” Lisa says cautiously, and you freeze.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lisa scoffs. “You need to tell me if it’s getting out of hand.”

“I’m fine, Lisa.”

“I’m feeling just fine, fine, fine,” Lisa sings as she parks. “If you say so, girl. Have a good day, yeah? Tell me everything!”

“You know I will.”

Lisa’s eyes narrow. “Do I know that? I’m just kidding. See ya!”

“Bye...?”

You turn and walk to where the film crew has set up tents and trailers. You spot Avery, and judging by her frazzled expression she’s clearly somehow slept less than you.

“Oh, thank god, y/n. Please tell me you’re the one decent member of this cast,” Avery exclaims when you approach.

“Uh... what?”

“The two leads aren’t cooperating because they’re jealous you and Yoongi have been in front of the camera most,” an assistant supplies. “And since the schedule changed and we have to film your outdoor kiss first, they’re both refusing to be onset today.”

Right. The kiss. Almost on cue, Yoongi shows up, moving through the star-struck crew.

“Are we getting started?” He asks Avery, not looking you in the eye.

“Yes. Yes! We are. Hair and makeup, both of you. I want you onset next to those trees in half an hour. If we have to do more than ten takes for any scene, I might go crazy. It’s fine. Everything is fine.” Avery says in a very not-fine way. Unwilling to provoke your director, you scurry off to hair and makeup, only relaxing when Yoongi is out of sight.

But you’re friends. And you’re only acting. This tension isn’t normal. You’re just friends. Why are you so damn nervous?

The period clothing is heavy, and too warm in the noon sun. Because your clothes and makeup are simpler, you trundle onset before Yoongi arrives, and spend the extra few minutes reviewing your lines.

Avery stands next to the camera along with the cinematographer and several assistants. At last, Yoongi walks up to you. You want to tease him about how dashing he looks, but for once the words fail you: how can you joke when it’s the truth? Yoongi is undeniably handsome, but now... he looks royal. He looks perfect.

Avery quickly walks you and Yoongi through the scene, including where you’ll move and when. “Y/n, we’ll start with your line, okay? Take one. Ready, and... action!”

“Isn’t the sunshine lovely today, Mr. Moon?” you sing sweetly as you walk with Yoongi across the field, cameras surrounding you.

“Not half as lovely as you, Miss Kim– though I do wish you would call me Sung-Min.” Yoongi looks at you for the first time today and you feel your cheeks heat up.

You laugh off the sudden rush of affection. “Then I am Ji-Woo. Even though it is hardly appropriate–”

Yoongi grasps your hands in his, and you nearly gasp. This wasn’t in the script.

“I no longer care what is appropriate, Ji-Woo. After all...” he pauses, the corners of his catlike eyes crinkling. “I fell in love with you, didn’t I?”

You giggle modestly, but the intensity of his gaze combined with your intertwined fingers makes you feel like something inside you is falling apart.

“I suppose you did,” you reply, keeping your voice level as Yoongi leads you to the large flat rock Avery pointed out earlier. With a swish of your skirts you settle yourself upon the rock, spine straight, hands folded in your lap. Yoongi stands in front of you.

“Won’t you sit down, Sung-Min?”

“What? Oh, yes.” Yoongi becomes more agitated, and begins pacing in front of you. Much like, you think bemusedly, your own behavior last night. “Y/n, I–”

“Cut!” Avery hollers, and you’re brought back to reality. “Yoongi, she’s Ji-Woo, remember?”

“Ah, yes. Sorry.” Yoongi nods quickly, looking embarrassed.

Your director sighs. “It’s fine– it’s going great so far. Why don’t we keep going from Yoongi’s line? Ready, and... action!”

“Ji-Woo, I’ve been meaning to ask you...”

“Yes?” You’re only supposed to look nervous, so why do you feel your heartbeat quickening?

“I love you, Kim Ji-Woo. I love you truly, fervently, and with every part of myself.” Yoongi takes a breath and with a start you realize you’ve been holding yours. “I think I was besotted from the moment I met you, and every day since has done nothing but intensify my affection. And so, I must ask you– will you do me the honor and privilege, on this day and all days hence, of becoming my wife?”

The tears are there before you have to summon them: Yoongi is kneeling before you, his eyes wide, pleading, hopeful, beautiful. You press your lips together and nod happily and Yoongi’s face lights up with euphoric disbelief and he rises, and he hugs you tightly, so tightly, and when he at last pulls away you’re left looking at each other, eyes wide, mouths inches apart, and you don’t dare breathe.

It’s for the drama. Just friends. Just–

And you have no more time to think because he’s kissing you, Min Yoongi is kissing you and he’s kissing you gently, lovingly, his lips are so soft against yours and he tastes like mangoes for some reason and you reach up to rest your hands on his shoulders and he cups your cheek as though protecting a flower and all this goes through your head in about two seconds because he’s kissing you and there’s nothing more distracting in the world.

After perhaps an eternity you break apart, and Avery once more yells “Cut! Great, we should do another take just in case.”

But you can’t hear her too well: your head hurts again, and you feel another dizzy spell about to hit you, but this one much stronger than the ones you’ve been experiencing lately, and your balance feels off and you’re tired, so tired–

Yoongi must notice. “Y/n, are you oka–”

“I am going to faint,” you announce, before your eyes flutter shut and the world turns to black.

[basketcase1880]

THANK YOU!!!

Oh my word, I CANNOT believe the response to the first two chapters of Near and Dear. I am now at 201 followers and as a thank you, I thought I would post the next chapter.

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CHAPTER 3

Four hours later, and Claire pulled the car to a stop in front of a large family farmhouse on the outskirts of the village of Beauly. It looked just like Jenny described it, only it was covered in Christmas lights too.

 “My da loves Christmas,” Jenny explained. “Prefers New Year’s, mind ye. But between him and Murtagh, the house is always decked out like this.”

 “Murtagh?” Claire questioned as Jenny hadn’t mentioned him before.

 “Da’s cousin, Jamie’s Godfather.”

 Claire nodded in acknowledgement, this family just seemed to get bigger and bigger, so she hoped she wouldn’t get everyone mixed up. “Is there anymore family members who’ll appear out of the woodwork this festive period?”

 “Probably my uncles Colum and Dougal,” Jenny replied as they got out the car. “They’re mam’s big brothers. My aunt Jocasta lives in America, so I doubt she’ll be here. But, ye never know…”

“Jenny!” a young boy exclaimed as he came running out of the house. “I’ve missed ye. An’ ye must be Claire. Mam’s told us we’ve all to be on our best behaviour this holiday.”

 “Claire, this terror is young Rabbie,” Jenny introduced. “He doesnae know when to shut his mouth. An’ why, I must ask, are ye no at school?”

 “Dentist,” was Rabbie’s simple reply with a shrug of his shoulders.

 “It’s nice to meet you, Rabbie,” Claire smiled, and the young boy surprised her by wrapping his arms around her waist. “Jenny’s told me all about you.”

 “It’s good to have another sister,” Rabbie said in return as he let go of Claire. “Sisters are much better than brothers.”

 “Rabbie!” a tall elegant woman with long red hair called from the doorway into the house. “Will ye let the lassies in wi’ their bags before ye begin pesterin’ them. I’m sae sorry about ‘im. Ye must be Claire? I’m Ellen Fraser, Jenny’s mam.”

 “Thank you for your invite Mrs Fraser,” Claire smiled as she followed the two ladies into the house. “I have to say it’s a much more appealing Christmas than I originally planned.”

 “It’s Ellen tae ye, nane o’ this Mrs Fraser,” Ellen dismissed. “The same goes wi’ Brian. Ye can call ‘im Brian, no Mr Fraser. Noo, I’ll let ye twa get settled in, dinner will be served at 5pm, so if ye want to take a nap or a wee walk about the village, feel free to do so.”

 Both girls gave Ellen a brief hug and headed on up to Jenny’s room where a fold-out bed had been set up for Claire. Jenny and Claire decided to take the time to unpack and talk about their Christmas celebrations growing up.

 “… So even though Jamie and Willie have moved out, they still come home for Christmas?” Claire asked.

“Oh aye, I think Willie is even bringing someone this year,” Jenny explained. “They even stay over in their old rooms. Although they are guest rooms, mam keeps them as Jamie and Willie’s rooms.”

 “That explains why we’re sharing then?” Claire questioned. “All other rooms are occupied?”

 “They might be, we’ve got several rooms kept for guests,” Jenny explained. “But I jist thought wi’ this bein’ yer first time visitin’, ye might prefer to be in a room wi’ me?”

 “Thank you so much, Jenny,” Claire said with a grateful smile. “I actually prefer this set-up. I won’t feel so self-conscious sharing a room with you. I would probably be scared to touch anything were I in a room on my own.”

 “There’s nae need tae be scared,” Jenny reassured the girl who she saw more and more of a sister. “But that’s almost five, so we should be heading downstairs. Jist tae warn ye, should my two brothers be here, the pair o’ them are giants. But they willnae hurt a fly, so ye’ve nothin’ tae worry about.”

Dinner was a quiet affair, neither Jamie nor Willie were in attendance, but Claire was absolutely taken by Fergus’ big brown eyes and she loved chatting with him. He was still learning his English, however, Claire was fluent in French having spent time there in her youth, so the pair chatted away in French.

 “I have tae thank ye, Claire,” Brian Fraser said over dinner. “Ye and young Jamie are the only two who have any idea what the lad is sayin’ maist o’ the time. Nane o’ us can speak French all that weel, so we’ve been muddlin’ through things wi’ ‘im when Jamie isn’t here.”

 “If you wish, I could spend some time with Fergus while I’m here,” Claire offered. “Helping him with his English. I taught some English while I was in France some years ago.”

 “I see yer takin’ the same route as Jamie too,” Ellen smiled as she started to sort a plate of food to put back in the oven. “Callin’ the lad Fergus.”

 “It seems more appropriate,” Claire said absentmindedly as she handed a toy to the young boy. “When I was in Continental Europe, most people called me Clara rather than Claire. So, I am a firm believer in using whatever name is more fitting for your environment.”

 “Weel, thank ye for yer offer, Claire,” Brian replied, before his wife could say another word. “I know Jamie’s been tryin’ his best, but he still has work to attend for another week.”

 Just then, as if the mentioning his name summoned him, Jamie Fraser walked into the kitchen and placed a kiss to Ellen’s cheek. “Sorry ‘m late, mam, there was a muck up wi’ an order an’ I offered to sort it out.”

 “That’s fine Jamie,” Ellen reassured. “I’ve just put a plate into the oven to keep warm for you.”

 “Thanks mam,” Jamie said as he retrieved his plate from the oven. He then made his way back to the dining room table and took his usual place next to Fergus. That’s when his eyes fell on Claire, who was helping Fergus cut up his dinner, and a big smile came to his face. “Ye must be Jenny’s friend from school? I’m her wee brother, Jamie.”

 “It’s nice to meet you, Jamie,” Claire smiled in return. “I’m Claire.”

 “Claire,” Jamie whispered as his smile grew and he ducked his head to avoid his family’s gazes. “Sorcha.”

After dinner, Fergus immediately attached himself to Claire’s side.

 “It seems ye’ve got a shadow, Claire,” Brian joked. “Come awa’, Fergus, leave the lassie alone.”

 “I don’t mind, Brian,” Claire reassured as she lifted Fergus to rest on her hip. “I can work with him on his English.”

 “Are ye’ sure ye don’ mind, lass?” Brian asked, and Claire smiled her reassurance. “Right, Jamie, ye can help yer mam wi’ the dinner dishes.”

 Jamie nodded in agreement, but if his gaze lingered just a few minutes too long on Claire as she carried Fergus to the sitting room, he would deny it.

Later that night, once everyone else was in bed, Brian and Jamie were sitting in the sitting room listening to the news.

 “What d’ye think?” Brian suddenly piped up. Jamie looked at his father in confusion and Brian elaborated. “Of Claire, saw ye starin’ efter her after dinner earlier.”

 “She’s a nice lassie,” Jamie replied. “But I wisnae starin’ efter her. I was jis’ thinkin’ about how this is my first Christmas wi’ Fergus.”

 “Claudel,” Brian corrected. “His mother named ‘im Claudel. Ye need tae stop confusin’ the lad.”

 “He’s stayin wi’ us,” Jamie rebutted. “His mam didnae want ‘im, so I’ve decided that he should be called Fergus. Make him more comfortable in ‘is new life here. He’s gone through so much for such a young bairn.”

 “Aye, he’s really settlin’ in here, son,” Brian smiled as he thought of the young boy asleep upstairs. “Ye ken, he’s been catchin’ on tae some Gàidhlig. Been callin’ yer mam an’ me seanag and sean.”

 “Granny and Grampa?” Jamie questioned. “Aye, I suppose it’s appropriate wi’ yer age an’ all. Right, dad, I’m headin’ up to bed. Some of us still have work in the morning.”

 “Night, Jamie,” Brian called after him.

 Just as Jamie got to the top of the stairs, he bumped into Claire as she was heading back towards Jenny’s room. “I’m sorry,” she apologised. “It’s just I heard Fergus crying and went in to settle him back to sleep.”

 “Dinnae fash yersel’,” Jamie reassured Claire with a warm smile. “Everyone tends to take on a parentin’ role wi’ the lad.”

 “It’s those eyes,” Claire smiled. “They just pull you in and you’ll do anything for him. Anyway, I’m going to head to bed, not had much sleep with essay deadlines and everything. Goodnight, Jamie.”

 “Aye, the lad has everyone wrapped roun’ his wee finger,” Jamie agreed with a small smile. “Weel, I’ll let ye head tae bed the noo, an’ I’ll see ye at some point tomorrow. G’night, Sassenach.”

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[chngmns]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Get to know your mutuals and followers. 💙

1. mr ji changmin2. my mutuals !!!3. my doggo ;;; she’s so precious4. the sunset,, so gorgeous5. seeing people smile !!!!

thank you for sending this ask and im sorry it sat in my inbox for so long ejhrge

[lexprius]

a cup of coffee? p.js ff

so this is my first fic, please mind the mistakes and grammars. english isnt my first language, now, lets get it!

2:00 A.M

you we're sitting at you're living room couch with tearful eyes. you sobbed and sobbed praying it was all a dream. you shouted you're lungs out asking "what did i do wrong? what did i? tell me!" you cried all night. heres what happened.

EARLIER, AT 12:00 A.M

you and you're parents we're joking around and talking about you're future. "dad watch out!" you shouted. you're dad gave you a confused look, as he turned to face the windows he saw a incoming van. then...all you saw was black. you woke up to see you're parents..dead, blood splattered all over their lifeless bodies, glass shards inserted into their skin leaving open wounds. luckily you, you had a few cuts and wounds but you made it out alive. police and an ambulance we're surrounding the car. the police sent a taxi for you to go home. with teary eyes that blurred out you're vision, you hopped into the taxi and made you're way home..

PRESENT

you couldnt sleep that night because of the tragedy, you felt a vibration on you're thigh, you checked it to see you're phone vibrating with a caller id. it was you're best friend jisung. why would he call at such an hour?

y/ns pov

you: w-why did you call? (sniff)

jisung: i knew what happened to you y/n..im sorry for you're loss. i can come over if you want?

you: thanks sungie, b-but i-i dont think you're parents w-would allow..

jisung: oh, thats no big deal! im actually alone at home, my parents arent here, they went to a trip.

you: o-oh..w-well i guess you can come over.

jisung: thanks y/n, i'll be there in a minute okay? stay strong~

you: dont forget to bring an umbrella okay? its raining out.

jisung: dont worry i wont

i hung up, threw my phone at the other end of the couch, i turned on the tv and watched a bit to keep my mind off my parents.

2 MINUTES LATER

i heard the front door ring, i stood up and opened the door revealing Jisung, but with wet hair and soaking clothes holding a bag of tteokbokki and sundubu.

you: jisung get in! you're gonna get sick!

i motioned for him to get in, he rushed inside quickly. hes clothes dripping all over the carpet. i grabbed a towel and some of my dads clothes..just by holding a bunch of i was already trying to hold back my tears. i lended them to jisung trying to hide my welled up eyes.

you: i told you to bring an umbrella.

jisung: sorry..i forgot

you replied with a smile and mouthing the words "its okay" to him, you grabbed a towel and dried him up

jisung: thanks y/n..

you: n-no prob, d-do you wanna eat?

jisung: yeah, im hella hungry

you took out the foods from the plastic bags and started munching them down. there was a tense and awkward atmostphere between you and jisung, jisung decided to break the silence by asking you a question.

jisung: can i stay for the night? i get scared when im home alone in the dark.

you: s-sure..

jisung: i feel really really sad for you y/n..i hope that you feel okay..

you: i feel so depressed already ji..do you know how hard it is to loose someone who raised you?

jisung: i know how it feels like..my grandpa passed away leaving my mom in tears..

you: its..its just so painful! its like multiple guns, and knives..all sorts of dangerous things hits you.

jisung gave you a warm and heartfelt hug...you cried on his shoulder..letting it all out.

you: (sob) w-w-why d-did have t-to b-be like t-this su-sungie? w-what did i do wrong to deserve this pain?

jisung: you did nothing wrong y/n-ssi..ms and mr. kim became beautiful angels soaring high above and sending the purest and whitest doves to you from the heavens..me and you are lucky that..we saw an angel..

you: thank you ji..

you then felt another warm embrace but from you're backside..you felt it was you're parents..

you: m-mommy..d-daddy..i love you..

1 HOUR LATER

you we're on the couch laying with jisung with you're head resting on his arms

you looked up at him and smiled

you: you really had the urge to take a selfie didnt you? (giggle)

jisung: (smile) nothings wrong with it right hehe~

you guys watched movies for hours..until you hadnt realize you fell asleep in jisungs embrace and he took another selca because he couldnt resist how cute you looked.

eventually he fell asleep too.

NEXT MORNING

you woke up to jisung sleeping next to you and you're tiny body wrapped around his arms, a red tint flushed all over you're face realizing what you have just saw. meanwhile, jisung woke up without you realizing because you we're blushing really hard almost becoming the color of his red sweater, jisung sat up from the sofa, he rested his chin on you're shoulder and wrapped and arms around you're tiny waist. you flinched at his sudden action but..you liked it.

jisung: morning~

you: good morning sung~

you saw with a smile and a small laugh, you and him jumped off the couch and headed you're way to the kitchen. you grabbed a bowl, a carton of milk, a box of cereal, and a metal spoon. the coldness of the metal sending shivers down you're body as you look over and glance at jisung at the kitchen counter grabbing a cup of water then making his way to reach out to you're cupboards to grab the coffee mix. the way his brown almost autumn like hair, his face that shined as the sun escapes the windows, the way his plump lips head towards his mug of coffee, and his adorable eyes that curve into a cresent as they smile when his eyes meet you'res..all these just make him look so..so alluring. you snapped back into reality as you felt something cold flowing down you're hands. you quickly placed the milk carton back on the table and rushed to get tissues to wipe off the remaining milk of you're hands. once you got them all off you sighed and scrunched you're face looking at you're overflowing bowl of cereal.

you: what a great start to my morning.

jisung: (laugh) totally!

you grabbed a towel and started wiping the table clean. you made yourself another cereal. once you succeded you placed it on the table in the living room, and plopped yourself down on the couch. jisung then approached you and handed you a mug.

jisung: a cup of coffee?

you: thanks ji (smile)

you reached for the mug and took a sip from it. you settled the mug back down on the table as you felt a slight bounce on the couch. you look over to see jisung sipping his coffee. suddenly, jisung flinched and quickly placed his cup on the table and let out a loud groan.

jisung: ahh! its hot!

you:(laugh) you should have blowed the coffee first (laugh)

jisung: (giggle)

11:00 AM

you we're on you're phone looking for some ideas for you and jisung to do cause both of you we're hella bored. you look over to jisung on his phone talking to his friend, renjun.

he looked over to you, he covered his phone speaker and asked

jisung: can he come over?

you: o-oh..y-yeah s-sure

jisung: thanks y/n!

jisung: okay hyung, you can come over!

you heard that renjun boy say "awesome!" in excitement. jisung ended the call then faced you

jisung: invite one of you're friends! then we can all have fun together?

you: thats awesome ji!

you say to him while he gave his smile that you can't get enough of. you decided to call you're friend yeeun, you dialed her number, you heard a familliar voice from he other line.

yeeun: hey y/n~~ so whats up?

you: w-wanna come over?

yeeun: heck yeah! what are we gonna do?

you: me and jisung are bored as hell yeeun, so we decided we wanted to bring some friends over.

yeeun: okay! i'll be there, time?

you look at jisung mouthing the words "what time?" and jisung replied with "2:00"

you: 2:00, if you're fine with it?

yeeun: sureeee~ okay gotta go now girlie, bye~

you: bye yeeun~

you ended the call and jisung looked at you

jisung: have you thought of something to do?

you: no, my mind is blank. you?

jisung: same..ah! i forgot i have twister! do you know how to play?

you: yeah! okay lets do that? anything else?

jisung: movies!

you: (giggle) you're so cute when you're excited

jisung blushes at the compliment he recieves, he scratches the back of his neck and just smiles at you.

you: o-oh yeah..w-wanna go to the park before they arrive?

jisung: o-oh, y-yeah sure why not?

you: i-i'll tell y-you s-something t-there..

you stood up and took a quick shower and prepared yourself. the thing is..you've been crushing on jisung for the past few months. you decided you wanted to tell him today

as you exited you're room you saw his tall figure standing in the living room waiting for you. his brown hair caged in his black hat, his lips curving into a smile as he sees something cute or funny on his phone. ugh, he was just so beautiful. he's eyes you'res.

you: jisung, lets go

jisung: ah, okay

you unlocked the door and stepped outside the home with jisung following you're footsteps.

Minutes Later

you lead jisung to the most beautiful part of the park, the cherry blossoms. where most couples go to. you faced jisung and took a deep breath.

you: okay..i have been keeping this for so long now and i decided today was the day i wanted to tell you.

jisung: w-what do you wanna tell me?

you: i grew feelings for you jisung! i-i like you- no..i love you park jisung.

jisung was shocked. he didnt speak but instead came closer towards you and cupped you're face.

jisung: i love you too, y/n.

he kissed you're lips as you stood there shocked. but of course..you kissed back. loving every moment. jisung broke the kiss, held you by the waist, lifted you and spun you around.

jisung: be mine?

you: definitely

[kpopbios2]

2008 

Groups who Debuted this year: 2AM, 2PM, Davichi, Ibadi, Might Mouth, Miss $, Shinee, Super Junior-H, Super Junior-M, U-Kiss, Untouchable, Ajoo, Alex Chu (Clazziquai), Boram (T-ara), IU, Solji

Groups who Disbanded this Year: Stony Skunk, Turtles

Winners

Inkigayo

Baek JI-young - Like Being Hit By a Bullet

Big Bang - Haru Haru, Last Farewell, Sunset Glow

Brown Eyed Girls - L.O.V.E.

Davichi - Love and War, Sad Promise

Epik High - One

F.T. Island - Until You Return

Girls Generation - Kissing You

Gummy & T.O.P. -  I’m Sorry

Haha - You Are My Destiny

Jewelry - One More Time

Kim jong-Kook - Today More Than Yesterday

Lee Hyori - Hey Mr. Big, U-Go-Girl

MC Mong - Circus

Nell - Walking Through Memories

Park Ji-heon - The Day I Miss You

Rain - Rainism

SeeYa - Sad Footsteps

SG Wannabe - La La La

Shinee - Love Like Oxygen

SS501 - Deja Vu

Taeyang - Only Look at Me

TVXQ - Mirotic

Wonder Girls - So Hot

M Countdown

Big Bang - Day by Day, Last Farewell, Sunset Glow

F.T. Island - After Love

Girls Generation - Baby Baby, Kissing You

Gummy - I’m Sorry

Jewelry - One More Time

Lee Hyori - U-Go-Girl

Lee Seung Gi - I’ll Give You My Everything

MC Mong - Circus

Rain - Rainism

SeeYa - Sad Footsteps

Shinee - Love like Oxygen

Taeyang - Only Look at Me

TVXQ - Mirotic

Wonder Girls - So Hot

Music Bank

Baek Ji-Young - Like Being Hit by a Bullet

Big Bang - Day By Day, Last Farewell, sunset Glow

Brown Eyed girls - L.O.V.E.

Brow Eyes - Don’t Leave

Davichi - Love and war

Girls Generation - Kissing You

Haha - You Are My Destiny

Jewelry - One More Time

Kim Jong-Kook - Today More than Yesterday

Lee Hyori - U-Go-Girl

Lee Seung-Gi - I Will Give You MY everything

MC Mong - Circus

Seo Taiji - Moai

Toy - Warm Hello

TVXQ - Mirotic

V.O.S. - 보고싶은 날엔

Wonder Girls - Nobody, So hot, Tell Me

Total Number of Days for possible Winners: 131 Days

Total Number of Winners: 29

Total Number of Songs Won: 37

Triple Crown Winners:

Baek JI-young - Like Being Hit by a Bullet [Music Bank]

Big Bang - Last Farewell [Inkigayo]

Big Bang - Haru Haru [Inkigayo]

Big Bang - Day by Day [M Countdown, Music Bank]

Big Bang - Sunset Glow [Music Bank, Inkigayo]

Jewelry - One More Time [Music Bank, Inkigayo]

Lee Hyori - U-Go-Girl [Inkigayo, Music bank, M Countdown]

MC Mong - Circus [M Countdown, Music Bank]

Rain - Rainism [Inkigayo]

Taeyang - Only Look at Me [Inkigayo, M Countdown]

TVXQ - MIrotic [Inkigayo, M Countdown]

Wonder Girls - So Hot [Music bank, Inkigayo, M Countdown]

Wonder Girls - Nobody [Music Bank]

Winners are in Alphabetical Order

Winners Ranked

Big Bang - 23 Wins

Wonder Girls - 16 Wins

Jewelry & Lee Hyori - 11 Wins

MC Mong - 9 Wins

TVXQ - 8 Wins

Girls Generation & Taeyang - 6 wins

Rain - 5 Wins

Baek Ji-Young - 4 Wins

Brown eyed Girls, Davichi, Gummy & Kim Jong-Kook - 3 Wins

Epik High, F.T Island, T.O.P., Haha, Lee Seung-gi, SeeYa, & Shinee - 2 Wins

Brown eyes, Nell, Park Ji-heon, Seo Taiji, SG Wannabe, SS501, Toy, & V.O.S. - 1 Win

Songs Ranked

One More Time, So Hot - 11 wins

Circus, Day By Day, U-Go-Girl - 9 Wins

Mirotic - 8 Wins

Summer Glow - 7 Wins

Only Look at Me - 6 Wins

Kissing You, Rainism - 5 Wins

Last Farewell, Like Being Hit By a Bullet, Nobody - 4 Wins

Haru Haru, I’m Sorry, L.O.V.E., Today More than Yesterday - 3 Wins

Hey Mr. Big, I Will Give You Everything, Love and War, Love Like Oxygen, One, Sad Footsteps, You Are My Destiny - 2 Wins

After Love, Baby baby, Deja Vu, Don’t Leave, la La La, Maoi, Sad Promise, Tell me, The Day I Miss You, Until You Return, Walking Through Memories, Warm Hello, 보고싶은 날엔 -  1 Win

If a group released multiple songs, the list is based on the group/soloist that won for all songs not just individual singles.  

If you think I am missing anything, please feel free to message me!  

Music Program Award Masterlist

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