#okok so i know this wasnt quite what we talked about

[lwtqts]

no because that eunseok fic is relating a LITTLE TO WELL to my life..... okay a little storytime ONLY IF YOU'RE INTERESTED ‼️ okay so this girl i became friends with the beginning of freshman year decided to turn her fucking back on me out of no where, so its the ending of sophomore year for me rn and in January she had started to become distant and i didnt mind because yk maybe she was going through something and wanted to be alone but mind you i kept asking if she had a problem with me or something because yes i am an overthinker okok 😾☝️and I skip right to conclusions anyways she starts making our entire friend group distant from me (except for two girls whom ive known since literal diapers) anyways i start to get uncomfortable because wtf she used to be so nice and a girls girl until one day she snaps at one of the two girls and starts calling her names and telling her to fucking move on from a guy my friend was talking to at the time which mind you that girl shouldn't be talking because shes still obsessed with her ex from FOUR FUCKING YEARS AGO 😭‼️‼️anyways that day she made the room hella uncomfortable and that day going home from school something didn't feel right and that's when i get a message from her asking if we can talk and i answer her right away cause fucking finally she spoke up about her attitude anyways she starts going off on me on how terrible of a friend I am, that I'm a bitch who makes everyone uncomfortable, I'm judgemental and opinionated and that I bring nothing but bad energy to everyone in my life and I was just sitting there in disbelief because wtf and not to toot my own horn or anything but I am one of the nicest people I fucking know 😭 I have gotten so many compliments from those around me on how I put others first and how I radiate mother energy, and how i put my own problems aside to take care of those around me and yes I will admit i am the mother of the group and i am proud to be that 🫡N E WAYS she would quite literally like the guys I liked or his BEST BEST friends and try to get with them 😭👎 and would always judge everyone but if you told her something she'd be mad and make you apologize like girl !?!? anyways me being the bigger person I apologize for those dumbass reasons and there we unfollow each other and that's it but I wake up the next morning to MULTIPLE messages from this girl talking about how if I was to talk shit id do it to her face or that i need to shut my mouth on social media, GIRL THE WAY I WASNT EVEN ON SOCIAL MEDIA BECAUSE I NEEDED A BREAK FROM IT TO RETHINK ABOUT THIS GIRL AND HER INTENTIONS THE WHOLE TIME WE WERE FRIENDS AND SHE PULLED SOME SHIT ASS LIES FROM HER ASS AND KEPT ACCUSING ME 😭 what's so funny though is that she was the one talking shit on me on social media but as I was realizing this I get a text from one of the two girls and she sends me a screenshot of all the shit that the girl was talking behind my back, FOR 2 MONTHS SHE WAS TALKING SHIT ON ME WHILE ALSO PRETENDING TO BE MY FRIEND 😭😭 AND THE BEST PART ABOUT ALL THIS IS THAT SHE IS GOING AROUND PAINTING ME AS THE FUCKING VILLIAN DUDE 😭😭😭 AND SHE LITERALLY SWITCHED OUR FUCKINF ROLES AND SAID I WAS THE ONE TO FUCK EVERYTHING UP LIKE HUH !?!?? since it's been months of that happening I catch her ass glaring at me and STILL spreading rumors about me but almost everyone in my school knows I'm so sweet and I've known a majority of those people since kindergarten and that girl just moved to that school so 😭 honestly I just continue to let her bark because I don't like problems with anyone and I like to be the bigger person 😓 also she turned the friend group on me by convincing them that I was talking shit on them which I wasnt and now only those two girls talk to me! lol sorry for this long ass storytime I was just thinking about how yunjin is sounding a little TOO much like this ex friend of mine 😭😭 if you want more details I have PLENTY GIRLLL like the tea is boiling over!! okok tyyy 💗 (I love your work smmm but eunseok pisses me tf off in that fic 😞🤞)

BRO WHATT😦😦😦😦

im literally mouth open what the actual fuck, i hate people like this fr like what the fuck is their problem. i had a friend like this too which was at the beginning of the year and she started talking shit on me bc of a guy who i happened to like too BUT i didnt know she liked him because she never told me, and she started talking shit on me and making me look horrible saying shit like im a pick me girl, i need male validation and attention, but girl i literally did NOTHING to her but like this guy and be friends with him, i confronted her later on and she shut up real quick admitting that she was jealous of me. ugh but i hope you find better friends soon ! because from what i know, people who talk shit on you who happen to be your friend are jealous. but like if you ever need someone to shut that girl up rq, dm me because no way in hell is she gonna get everyone on her side nuh uh🙅‍♀️🙅‍♀️

[thereluctantinquisitor]

How about 18, 24 or 37?

Thank you for the prompt! <3

37. Defy (850 words). In which Adiran’s older brother is recovering in the palace from a bad injury, and his visit to his room took a bitter, resentful turn.

“What? You think you can just show up half-dead, and that somehow gives you the right to tell me what to do? Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“I’m your brother, Adiran.” Even with his torso and leg thickly bandaged, Lorvain still struggled to sit higher in the bed. Breathing gingerly, he tried to speak through gritted teeth, his brow damp with sweat. “If you... if you would just listen to me—”

Any hope of that was dashed when Adiran barked a dry, bitter laugh. “Oh, so now you want to act like my brother? When you’re bed-bound with nothing better to do?” Still laughing humourlessly, he paced the length of the room, his footsteps a low counterpoint to the sharpness of his words. He wielded each one like a weapon - hurled them across the space between them. “You’re not trying to help me, so just drop the act. I’m not backing out of the tournament.”

His brother’s dark hair fell limp to either side of his face, its ragged ends barely brushing the tops of his shoulders. He was gaunt. Unusually pale. Some part of Adiran knew he shouldn’t be doing this. Not right now. But damn it, Lorvain gave up the right to tell him what to do a long time ago. Back when he had the chance to care. “Adiran, I am trying to help you,” Lorvain argued weakly. Despite Adiran’s derisive snort, he pressed on. “I know that tournament. The Red Fury. I fought in it when I was near your age. People die. All the time. And Crosus? Divider, if he” —a cough, sharp and short, wracked his frame, earning a second wince— ��i-if I’d had to face a beast like that? I don’t... I couldn’t have...” Out of breath, Lorvain sank back down, shaking his head slowly. For a moment, standing in that sickly-smelling room, Adiran felt a twist of fear. A twist of truth, like a dagger in his gut, because Lorvain had always been the better duelist.

But it only lasted a moment.

“No.” He forced himself to snap out of it, nails biting crescents into his palms. “No. You don’t get to take this from me. None of you do.” He turned to glare daggers at his brother. “This is mine. I’ve worked for it. I’ve bled for it.” He ignored the way Lorvain cringed at that. “And you know what? I’ll win. I’ll win the whole damn thing while you watch from the sidelines with that fucking hole in your leg. I’ll defy you, and anyone who thinks I can’t do it!”

It took until the end of his speech for Adrian to realise he was shouting, his voice echoing against the heavy stone walls. Breathing hard, his mouth suddenly dry as sand, it took everything he had not to storm out of the room and leave his brother to wallow in his own self-pity. In that self-serving concern of his that was just another mask for his guilt. No - he didn’t get to lie there and feel better about himself just because he’d caught the wrong end of a blade. Not if Adiran had a say in it.

“You... You really think I don’t want you to succeed.” To Lorvain’s credit, the statement lacked his usual incredulity; that doe-eyed shock when someone in their damn kingdom didn’t love him just for breathing. “Adiran, I know I haven’t been... I haven’t been what you needed me to be. But I’ve always been on your side.” When Adiran didn’t dignify his bullshit with a response, Lorvain tried to move again, then cried out, his face knotting in pain. “G-Gods!”

At first, Adiran assumed it was just a convenient trick to get out of making a proper apology. But when Lorvain, teeth clenched, squeezed his eyes shut and arched against the bed, he knew something was actually wrong. In the midst of the spasm, Adiran almost went to him. He was surprised, really, when the urge arrived like a whip-crack out of nowhere. But he stopped himself mid-step. Forced himself to set his jaw and turn away until his brother’s rapid breathing began to even out again. No. He didn’t owe Lorvain anything. In fact, he planned to say exactly what Lorvain said to him, three years ago. Back when he’d actually needed him.

“You brought this on yourself.” Despite being exhausted from days of agony, Adiran still saw something in Lorvain tighten. Shiver. Break at his words. It should have felt good. Maybe even just. But instead, Adiran just felt off-balance and anxious, like the ground around him had suddenly dropped away, leaving him alone with nowhere to run. The feeling was so intense that he found himself speaking before he had a chance to stop himself. “Just... stay still. I’ll get the physicker.”

“A-Adiran...” His name was barely discernible, weak and gritted out from between Lorvain’s clenched teeth. “Please... wait...”

With a hollow feeling in his chest - one that he tried to convince himself was satisfaction instead of shame - Adiran ignored his brother’s plea and walked away.

[free-falling-grenade]

OMG please dont shut up! your post with all those analyzing sajdhkajs , PART TWO of How much do you think about Rayaari ? ready set GOOO

AHA. So quite a few people told me not to shut up so heres a PART TWO. So ladies, gents and my non binary pals have a seat.

Part one. Part three. Part four. Part five.  Part six.

EXHIBIT C:

Let's talk about Raya's face here when Namaari says "Is that any way to call a friend ",

There's not only the obvious anger there but if you look closer (or you're desperate like me), you'll see a flash of hurt in her expression here. Coz first of all, how dare this gay backstabbing binturi? But also you see the impact of how much Namaari's betrayal is still present and how true Raya's feelings were when becoming friends. And to see how Namaari just throws it out there like it wasnt important to her at all just pains Raya in so many ways.

I'm just...fhdjhsbsgd.

Imagine all those years of Raya thinking what ifs, like what if they actually became friends but then scolds herself for even thinking of a ridiculous idea.

EXHIBIT D:

Let's talk more about AFTER that Spine fight, yees? Okok

So this is what I like to call #GAYLONGING

Coz wtf. From that part one post of discussing Raya's look when Namaari was about to knock tf out of her before Sisu stepped in.

Just imagine what her mind is going through here, what if Sisu didnt step in? Would Namaari actually pull through and possibly hurt her more than she ever has?

What if she spotted that hint of hesitation cross Namaari's features while they were eye to eye so shes thinking... why? Why did she suddenly care if she did. Why chase her almost most of her life only to almost hesitate there.

OR what if she didn't hesitate? And all Raya saw was burning rage and exhaustion in her eyes but there was a glaze of wet tears that were begging to be shed.

AAAAA

I'm ok.

EXHIBIT E:

(are we going thru all the alphabets? Maybe)

THIS one is my favorite coz yall know it, the gays know it, there is no straight explanation.

I like to call this #GAYSIGH

These two will be the actual death of me.

Is there anything to even analyze here. Namaari over here worrying about what her Mother is gonna do to Raya. Is she gonna kill her ? Wait why should she care, didnt she just hurt tf out of her a mere few hours ago? But she doesnt want her dead. Coz who will be the reason and source for her passion?LOL

Raya over here OVERthinking if giving the pendant back was a great idea. Shes thinking whether or not that symbol ever meant something real or was it part of that devious plan to get the dragon gem. But a big part of her is aching for it to be REAL. Prove to her she isnt imagining the way Namaari's previous actions were during that Spine fight. What are her true intentions ?

AAA. This got long.

Ok. Theres more but I'll shut up now 🤡🤡

[gojoyogurt]

happy birthday gojo!! || chilhood friends to lovers au || short fic

pairing: gojo satoru x reader

summary: you spend the whole day together with gojo, your childhood friend. this birthday was special since you were the only one to celebrate it with him since all his other friends were overseas. on this day, it felt more like you were receiving a gift on your birthday rather than giving him a gift.

warnings: grammar and vocabulary may not be the best. also, i know gojo isnt 20 but... for the sake of this story i made him just reaching his 20s hope you guys dont mind. some spelling mistakes may not be noticed.

“hey gojo!” i screamed acrossed the road as i saw the tall, light haired man with a bandana covering his eyes leaning on the lamp post. he looked over and gave a small smile along with a wave. it was such a special day since he just turned 20, if he made my 20th birthday so memorable, i should only return the favour since the both of us have been together ( not in a romantic way ) for the longest time and we were always there for each other. “ayo happy birthday you overgrown man baby!” i jokingly congratulated him. “thanks you tiny tiger” he replies back with a smirk on his face while patting me on the head. i blushed slightly, i always had a crush on him but i never got the chance to say it to him. “should i say it today?” i thought to myself as my heart skipped a beat.

we walked down the street for a while and we stumbled across a cafe that seemed pretty quiet, the atmosphere it gave off was so simple yet it was drawing our attention to it. “hey do you-“ we both said simultaneously. “man... that single braincell energy tho amirite HAHA” i affirmed him as both of us were laughing our asses off right infront of the cafe door. after wasting our energy on cackling, we finally stepped into the cafe and ordered our drinks. “one cafe latte-“ we both said simultaneously AGAIN. “why are we so in sync today??” he questioned as we both started giggling uncontrollably at the register. “excuse me, are you guys going to order?” the staff asked us. “oops, sorry. we’ll get two cafe lattes please!” i cheerfully ordered. “two cafe lattes, anything else?” he reassured us. “nope!” i confirmed our order. “ok here’s your receipt, you guys make such a cute couple! you’re so lucky to find your soulmate that matches you perfectly!” the cashier said to us. we both just looked at each other and laughed it off.

it was nearly impossible for us to get to the table since gojos hands wouldnt stop shaking because he was giggling. luckily, we made it to the table without spilling the drinks. “here, its a small gift i made” i said as i handed over a brown wrapped package to him. the crumpling and tearing sound of the paper filled the area we were in, my heart was racing since i was worried that he wouldnt like it. “oh wow, y/n you made this??” he questioned me as if he couldn’t believe that i actually made the picture collage of the both of us. “yeah... do you not like it?” i asked quietly, scared that he actually hated it. “YO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THANK YOU!!” he screamed in excitement. the collage was filled with memories of me and gojo from when we first met when we were 5 and uptil this day.

it felt like a heavy weight was just lifted off my shoulder. “thanks!! that took a while since i also added some pictures of us when we were still kids!” i replied back in relief. “hey! lets take a photo now so we can add it to the frame!” i suggested. i wriggled my chair over next to him and i took out my polaroid camera from my bag. we both smiled for the picture and i waited for the photo to come out.. “should i tell him now?” i reassured myself. i looked at him quietly, he was smiling while looking at the photos of our past selves, “i want to see that smile forever... ” i knew that it may seem greedy, but my heart always raced whenever i looked at him, even uptil now. “hey, y/n you ok? you seem a little flushed” he asked me with a concerned look on his face. “oh, uh, yeah just feeling a little warm...” i muttered. “lets go to my place so you can rest, ok?” you agreed to go over to his place after finishing your drinks.

during the walk back to his place, i couldnt control my heart, it was beating as if im about to go on stage and perform for millions of people. i stopped walking and i was shaking quietly in a small alleyway leading to his house. “y/n, are you ok??” he ran back after noticing that i wasnt by his side anymore. i dont know why but i suddenly started crying, it was supposed to be a happy day but... why am i like this??? am i scared? gojo hugged me and i cried into his chest while he was calming me down. / “y/n... talk to me, is there anything wrong?” he tried to ask me after i calmed down a little. “i-i- i li- like u b-buht i d-don whant to ru-ruin our fwe nd shipp” i somehow managed to get the words out in between breaths. at that point, my face looked like it was a tomato about to burst. i could hear my own heartbeat, i didnt even dare to take a glance at gojo. “man... how do i take care of you... you see, y/n, i also liked you for such a long time but i always thought that you would go off with some other man so i never confessed” he confessed while scratching the back of his head.

my heart felt like it just stopped, at that moment in time, i feel like the world was so serene and quiet. after snapping back into reality, “wh-what weally??” i sniffled as i looked up at him with my swollen eyes. “HAHAHA YOU SHOULD SEE YOUR FACE RIGHT NOW BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he teased me as i quickly wiped my snot and tears off my face. “you’re not joking with me right?” i tried to confirm with him. he suddenly let out a huge sigh and walked towards me. my heartbeat suddenly increased as he got closer and closer with every step. he leaned closer towards me and took off his black bandana, “do i look like im lying?” he questioned me as i stared into his beautiful blue eyes. this isnt the first time im seeing it but i always can never prepare myself to see it. his eyes looked so peaceful, like a quiet ocean that has no limits. it felt like you could clearly see the sky even though we were in a dark area.

he put his bandana back on and gave me a long, tight hug. “you are the meanest person i know did you know that” i jokingly said to him. “hey is that the first thing you say to your boyfriend? ouch” he joked back. he hugged me for a little while longer before staring at me. he leaned in closer next to my ear and whispered, “thank you, for making this the best birthday present i could ever ask for” he gave me a peck on the cheek before looking back at me. my face was once again about to explode and my heart was probably on the verge of exploding. “can you not do that i have a weak heart you know???” i scolded as i jumped on him to attack him. “ouch ouch ouch!1!1!1!1! okok im sorry geez, violent much” he teased me once again. “c’mon, lets go to your house already, i look embarrassing” i pushed him so that i don’t embarrass myself in public. i clinged onto his arm and kept my head down the whole way back so that people dont see my face. this day was honestly the best day of my life, i had a huge smile on my face for the rest of the day.

and the rest is left up to your imagination...

hello people! sorry if this seemed rushed because i’ve been quite busy recently but ill still try to post whenever i can. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GOJO YAYYY. actually ive been on a hiatus off anime for a while and jujutsu kaisen is getting me back into the swing of things so im really into jujutsu kaisen atm HAHA. anywho hope you guys enjoyed this short fic and see yall in the next one byee!!!

also im so happy aot the final season came out today but since i read the manga, im really not prepared for whats going to happen... also can we talk about how the intro is just a whole gender reveal party??

[gourdgirlmagazine]

Criminal Minds FanFic- The Interview

You step into the elevator and press the button that says 9. You take a step back as the doors start to close and you take a deep breath to prepare yourself for the jolt when the elevator starts to move. The box slowly starts moving to the 9 floor of the FBI Behavioral Analysis Unit Headquarters.L, 2, 3 The screen shows as the elevator slowly goes up. Today is the interview you have been waiting for ever since the presentation that was held at your college about the bau. You shift awkwardly and adjust your bag, 5,6,7. Ever since then you wanted to become a profiler and today you are finally gonna get a shot at making you dream come true. Although it's not the exact job you wanted, it's the closest you will get. Deep in thought you are alarmed by the ding of the doors before they slowly open to reveal the BAU floor.

You quickly step out before the doors get called to the next floor. You sigh in awe of the sight of the place that you could possibly work at. As the doors close behind you, you start to walk up to the big glass doors that separate the elevators and hallways from the hussle of the offices and cubicles. You pull open one of the glass doors with the bau logo on it and you are hit with the beautiful sound of work. A printer is printing something in the distance. A phone is ringing. People are typing on their computers. An agent is laughing while talking to another agent. And the strong smell of sweat and coffee. You knew you just had to work here.

You were so immersed by the smell, sounds, and sights that you don't see the guy, whose head is stuck in a book, quickly walking to the doors. And you take a step forward, you clash right into him.

“Er um sorry,” he mumbles.

You didn't pick up what he said out of surprise from the impact “Huh? Oh I'm so sorry. I should have watched where I was going. Are you ok?”

“Yah I'm fine. The projectile of our collison was slow enough that it's isn't possible for either one of us to have any physical harm, just embarrassment.” He says. You make eye contact with him and you glance at his id which says, Ried, Spencer which a picture of him slouched and his hair moved to the side. He looked nothing like his picture. His hair was parted down the middle with volume and he was wearing glasses. No to mention the fact of how innocent he looked in the picture compared to the man who you were standing in front of.

“Wow. Way to throw me under the bus.”

“No No No i didn't mean it like that i'm just saying that i am physically fine and you should be too but bumping into someone leads to embarrassment. I know that I am not embarrassed because this has happened to me many times before but from your body langued, I can tell that you are embarrassed or uncomfortable. Can also tell that you are new here”

“How did you”

As he starts to go he touches your lover back to move around you and whispers in your ear, “i can see it in your eyes” And walks away. You inhale and smell aftershave and something sweet but you can't quite put your finger on what it is. “Oh and by the way newbie, Hochners room is 2011”

In shock by your encounter, you recollect yourself and take a deep breath in and out and walk to the room number that was that the mysterious man said- room 2011. You walk up the stairs while being on high alert to not bump into anyone else. Once you reach the room, the door reads, Aaron Hotchner. You knock three times and wait for the sound of approval. Aaron you thought.

“Come in”. A muffled voice says.

You slowly open the door and walk in, closing the door behind you. “Hi Im y/f/n and i am here for the interview to be your new communications coordinator.”

“Ah yes. Please take a seat. Did you bring your resume?” He asks while he pushes the send button on his computer and turns to face you. He was wearing a blue shirt and a green tie. On the shirt there was one spot that wasnt all the way unwrinkle. No wife you thought if he leaves the house like this. Single. 

“Yes sir, I did.” you fumble through your purse and pull out the file which you slide over to the agent. “I just finished academy training for the FBI and I am a graduate of Yale with a major in cognitive science and phycology and sociology and I minored in forecnics and was at the top of my class.”

He cuts you off “Okok no need to show off. I can tell you are very ambitious and that you are a hard worker. That is something that the BAU wants. Our last coordinator was ambitious just like you. She sadly had to be transferred so our digital analysis has been taking over but i feel as though we need an experienced communications coordinator, but i don't see anything about communications on your resume. Tell me more about that.”

“Well I originally was hoping to be a profiler but there were no spots so when i heard that you needed a communications coordinator for a little. I knew i had to try it out because maybe after you can see my skills, you would make an exception to add me to your team.”

“y/l/n, we are looking for someone with experience in talking to the press and police, not a young just out of the academy woman who is successful in school. No disrespect to your desire but if you don't have the experience for this job then you are wasting my time.”

“Wait, I do have experience, i took classes in public speaking and you know by my quick learning and adaptability, that i will do just fine in this job...”

He cuts you off and says “But fine isn't enough at the BAU. Thank you for your time Ms y/l/n.”

“Can you just try?” you fight back the pilling tears and stand up “You said yourself that you had a digital whatever who has been taking over for her and she is a F*CKING TECH LADY. I feel like I can do a lot better than that. I am experienced in so many other things that it would be a big opportunity to pass up.” then the tears release and you start to cry.

Hotchner is speechless and has no clue what to do now. He awkwardly passes over a box of tissues and clears his throat. You reluctantly grab a tissue and wipe the stream of tears away and grab another one to blow your nose. You take a second to catch your breath before making eye contact with Hotchner as he straightens his tie in discomfort. “Not an emotional one, are you?” you smirkingly say sarcastically.

“Most people say i have an aloof, grim or distant personality.” He says.

“Oh sh*t Im so sorry.”

“Watch your profanity, Ms y/l/n”

“Sorry. Um but anyways, I apologize for crying, I am just a very passionate person who strives to reach their goals and i didnt want this opportunity to pass. I am 100% sure I have ruined it all for yelling at my potential boss and then sobbing. What a great first impression. Way to go y/n”

“Well beside that fact that you were yelling, you did make some valid points. I was being a little bit biased and unfair for letting our digital analysis take the spot for a while and not giving you a chance. I too am very passionate about my dreams and one of my dreams is to have a working team and I too don't want to have my opportunities slip. How about we make a deal because I like your work and your passion. Tomorrow we have a briefing for a new case, you can sit in and watch but try to keep it low-key. After you give me a profile on the unsub and how you will address the press and police on what things to look out for. If all goes well, I would like it if you come along with us. You and our digital analyst will work together to notify the press and police and so on. Does that sound good?” Hotchner says.

“That would be better than anything. Thank you for giving me a second chance and giving me this wonderful opportunity. I promise I won't disappoint you.” you say.

“I hope not. In the meantime i think it would be helpful for you to meet our tech analyst, Penelope Garcia.” Says Hotchner as he stands up from his chair and you follow him out the door of his office.

Thank you so much for reading. You can probably tell that this is my first time but hopefully it wasn't that obvious! I will work on part 2 if you want but this is also the beginning of something new so I think this sort of needs a part 2 and the story is a long way from finished. We haven't even meet our favorite techie, Penelope Garcia! Good Night.

[shuatoyou]

yayay okok hear me out: LEE JIHOON. hes back from work. a bit stressed, but ok overall. ms y/n comes over and tries to calm him down. he gets worked up. a lil fight, ending up in y/n leaving the apt/dorm for the night. u carry on the story however u want!!! if ur not comfy writing angst please lmk so i can apologize and send a different ask! thank u and im good as well hee hee :)) ily SO MUCH u are my baby :')

u r too good for this world pls. thank u for the request i hope u like this one <3 ily bunches

don’t hesitate to send reqs whenever i love receiving them from u btw

jihoon x reader ft some jun & soonyoung hehe

the faint slamming of the door could be heard from your spot in the lounge signalling jihoon was finally home. the said boy walked into the room completely disregarding your presence leaving you slightly confused as you followed him into your shared bedroom.

“is everything okay babe?” you ask lifting a hand up onto jihoons shoulder but you receive no answer and your hand shook off, so you proceed to ask again much to your boyfriends dismay as he unpacked his work bag.

“do i look like i’m dancing on clouds right now y/n?” jihoon responds this time only to stun you with the harsh tone of his voice.

you stand there in awe at the way he spoke to you watching him throw his mic he takes around onto the desk, you flinch a bit at the sudden impact of the mic hitting the table.

“did something happen at work? we can talk about it over some hot dr-”

“y/n why do you have to be so persistent can you just leave me alone?” jihoon turns around harshly only to be met with your shocked and unpleased face.

“woah there. i don’t understand why you’re taking your anger out on me when i’m trying to be nice and be there for you considering you’re my boyfriend.” you tried to speak with reason but you felt yourself getting angrier and more upset at each word.

“i’ve already expressed i’m not in the mood you could just give me space” jihoon speaks out louder this time

you shake your head in disbelief at the fact he was acting this way.

“fine i’ll give you space in fact you can have the whole house maybe you should yell a bit more at the furnitures while im gone.” you resort to yelling along with him now; something you despise so much.

at this point both of you were angry and frustrated at eachother but you knew wasn’t worth going back and forth, so you grab your hoodie and walk out the bedroom and eventually the house, mimicking jihoons door slam from when he had first entered.

you knew junhui and soonyoung lived down the road not too far so you decided to make the 2 minute trip walking over to theirs with no other options once you had made the rash decision to walk out of your warm apartment on a cold day. many regretful decisions there.

“y/n?” junhui was shocked to see you at their door at 11pm to say the least.

“is everything okay why are you here so late? wheres jihoon?” he begins asking spitting each word out quite quickly.

“can i come in is that okay?” you smile weakly at the taller boy.

he nods moving to the side and shutting the door behind you directing you to their lounge.

“oh hi y/n wheres jihoon” soonyoung repeats his roommates previous question with his signature smile pulling through.

“he’s at home” you respond standing a bit awkwardly, you weren’t used to being in other members companies without jihoon.

jun pats the seat near him.

“do you want anything?” 

“water is okay” you let soonyoung know and he skips off into the kitchen causing you to let out a small unnoticed laugh.

“so whats up?” jun questioned again wrapping his blanket tighter around him. he was clearly cold.

“jihoon. he came home really mad and we had a little argument” you sigh before continuing “he told me to give him space so here i am” 

“you and jihoon argued? what the hell” soonyoung walks in right as you said that handing you your glass of water.

you nod take a sip of the hydrating liquid.

“i dont understand why he was so angry when he got home” you scoff “especially when i was trying to be nice.”

“he got really frustrated today during practice and producing for the comeback, but we didnt think it was bad enough for him to be that way at home too.” soonyoung admitted following with an apology

“its not your fault dont apologise i wish he would talk to me rather than take it out on me you know. maybe its my fault for pushing”

jun and soonyoung sighed one after the other.

“does he know you’re here?” jun spoke up this time.

“no i didnt really say where i was going when i left.” you mutter playing with the hem of your sleeves

right on point your phone buzzed multiple times notifying you of a message causing you to perk up and take your beloved mobile out the pocket of the hoodie you were in.

you let go of the breath you wasnt even aware you were holding anymore.

“was that jihoon?” soonyoung asks now.

“yeah, he’s coming to pick me up so we can talk..”

“its up to you if you’re ready y/n” jun reassures you with soonyoung giving you an agreeing nod to his roommates words.

“it’ll be fine, im sorry for barging in so late you guys must be tired” you apologise feeling bad.

“dont worry about it, we’re glad you felt like you could confide in us, right jun?” 

“yes of course.”

you give them a weak smile waiting for jihoon to turn up which wasnt long until a knock on the door could be heard. you followed soonyoung to the door watching him greet his friend before moving as if he was presenting you to a crowd.

jihoon gives you a soft pleading smile and you turn to the two boys now stood behind you. “thank you” you whisper gratefully. before leaving to hopefully sort out a few issues with your boyfriend.

[king-of-bees-05]

oh boy, do i have some stories to tell about my “family reunions” or what!

okok so the most recent one was way back around march, we went up to pennysilvania for my great grandma’s funeral service, and the night after we had one of uncle vincy’s good ol’ bon fires....well i mean...i think it was uncle vincy at least, i cant remember his name....ANYWAYS, everyone starts passing around bottles of fireball and yager and white claws and whatever was alcoholic that they could get they hands on (remember, im under age so i cant and wasnt drinking anything but sprite), it was all going pretty good, i had a nerf gun war with my cousins and yeah, then they brought out the fireworks. i went into the house while they lit them up outside, and they were pretty, so i went back out when they were done. the rest of the night goes well, my cousin body slammed a table, and towards the end of the night, one of my drunk uncle’s threw some fireworks into the bon fire, almost killing everyone while almost liting the house on fire.

next story, cause why not:

okok so we went up to pennysilvania december of 2019 for my 2nd cousin scott’s wedding (scott if you’re reading this,,,fuck u you dont know who i am lmao) and all was going well during the service, they got hitched in the fancy ass hotel, then came the reception, there was a shit ton of alcohol and a long ass speach from the best man yadda yadda yadda, oh my mom and i were sat with this annoying ass man who wouldn’t keep his god damn mouth shut about his whore wife and white collar job, i almost got a waiter fired (another story for another time), anyways i started having a bit of a panic attack so i went out into the hall with some of my cousins and brianna (the aunt im closest to, my mom’s sister) and we just sat out there and talked.  ok so next comes the drive back to the airb&b, brianna (who was quite tipsy) decided she was going to drive, her boyfriend, at the time, ben (if you’re reading this, fuck you, stealing her mail was a federal offence u dickhole) said i twasn’t a good idea, which was one of the only times i’ve agreed with him, but she drove anyways. so here we are, in a rental car that was either a mazda or subaru, me in the trunk while everyone was either tipsy or compleatly smashed, i was scared out of my god damn mind, texting my bf to try and get my mind off of the fact i was in a car full of insane drunks, my grandpa threw his coat in the trunk on top of me and thats when i started to cry a bit cause i was scared shitless, my aunt said “well, if they cant handle being in a room full of drunks than they aren’t apart of this family” when i started crying. id rate the entire experience of the night a -1/10 lmao