#the kim bros ahhhh

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Hey guys just finished the novel and am now into the epilogue,

Before this becomes spoilerry let me just say

AHHHHHHHHHGHAGHAGAHAGAGGSHGIXNEODBELFHEKCJRHELP

JAEHWAN

The FUCKING NAKED STABBER

Also 51 YOU SELFISH BASTARD

He just dumped his trauma on 49 and kept all of the memories from his favourite novel

Thanks to his dumbassery kimcom now has to regress AGAIN (I know 49 would start degrade whether or not hsy had stabbed but still)

Also don't think I didn't notice how kdj has a "very high understanding" of hsy from 1863

Also again JAEHWAN? What the fuck, i know shingshong wrote both of them but still wtf

Also the 0th regression was really sweet like he grew old And heewon was there thanks to kdj

ALSO KDJ IS ??? HES THE SPONSOR, AND THAT EXPLAISN WHY HIS SPONSOR NEVER RESPONDED THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE NOVEL

I read the ending on a plane so I wasn't able to mention this while reading

Because like there is plenty I didn't mention

Example THE WENNY KING IS LOKI WTF

[autistic-crypt1d]

Season 3 SGA live blogging:

Boy howdy does this season start off wild, here we go!

S1 S2

Updates:

- No Man's Land is so intense omfg. The wraith not only have Ronon and Rodney held hostage, but they've stolen both the info needed to update their FTL drives and the location of Earth and are on their way there. Earth has no ships available to intercept so it's up to the very damaged vessels, the Daedalus and Orion.

- Teyla keeping Atlantis running when Weir is away once again, like the badass intelligent leader she is.

- I forgot the woman who plays one of the IOA people was also Kim from Eureka, why are there so many Eureka peeps in here???

- "can you get this off me? It's down my back. It's down my back." I'm sorry Rodney is so funny when he's miserable and whiney 😂

- "I don't think that's even possible." "Make it possible." Literally everyone to Rodney constantly

- LORNE IS PILOTING THE ORION LET'S GOOOOO

- the Orion blowing up makes me so sad, but at least Lorne and the crew are safe

- the hive ships are so horrifyingly huge, I can't help wondering why the ancients never built anything like that. I mean atlantis and those like it are big but they are so not made for battle like things like the Aurora and Orion. I get that they're scientists and everything, but surely they knew they'd have to fight at some point? I mean they already knew about the Ori and surely they knew about the Wraith before they got to the point they are when the war starts. Idk I'm just surprised we never hear of a warship on the level of the hives.

- finding out the gas doesn't work on queens is super interesting, really emphasizes how different they really are in their abilities

- Misbegotten (interesting word), I remember like nothing of this episode atm

- OH NO, is this the colony episode????

- it is 😭

- none of the other wraith's hair changes color like Michael's. His turns brown once the retrovirus completes the transformation but the rest stay white. Wonder why.

- Irresistible, UGH, LUCIUS. I hate this dude so much, there are not words for how much I hate this man.

- the look of absolute disgust on Rodney's face when Sheppard and him confront Weir, Teyla, Ronon, and Carson in Weir's office is so funny dude, like, SAME.

- BRO you can see Jason trying not to break character and laugh while Weir is handing the gourd to Carson XD

- *smacks Carson in the chest* "Buck up Carson!" "But he needs me!" *Carson starts literally sobbing* I love the interactions in this show dude, they're so damn funny

- omfg Sateda, this episode is so sad but Rodney getting shot in the ass is HILARIOUS

- oh god Ronon's speech with the knife 😭

- just had a thought, can wraith feed on other wraith without them being turned by the retrovirus?

- this episode is so sad because of what Ronon is put through, but my god is he such a badass in it

- it's interesting to learn the wraith have a sort of night vision, makes sense as they evolved from cave bugs, but nonetheless horrifying and neat

- the flashbacks as he has to take the armour off the corpses, ahhhhhhhh

- THE GRENDADE IN THE HALLWAY SCENE WITH THE SPEECH PLAYING OMFG

- the flashbacks combined with reality and BRUTAL

- god, John Sheppard having emotions is so awkward help

- THE GLASS SHARD SCENE DUDE

- Ronon slumping to the ground once he sees Sheppard, AHHHH

- god damn that jump was cool

- Rodney and Carson arguing over the gun so long they already finished killing all the wraith 😂

- seeing Ronon try his best but get absolutely clobbered makes me so sad y'all

- GET THAT MF CARSON

- Ronon hugging Carson and then passing tf out 😭

- "who's flying the ship?" "Me... oh" pfffffft

- Progeny, OH NO

- I love that Sheppard's first reaction to them being "confirmed" as ancients is that he's got a bone to pick with them. The only logical reaction tbh

- ya know, can't help bit feeling a bit of dejavu at the story the replicators gave, that they were all one group of ancients and then diverged... *cough* ori *cough cough* I really need to watch Ark of Truth

- with Elizabeth and Teyla gone, who tf is running Atlantis rn, Chuck? 😂

- I'm sorry but I love Niam. The blank face he makes as Ronon attacks the other guards and Teyla smacks him onto the floor is hilarious. Not to mention the way he just flops when he gets knocked out

- god Rodney being the one to try and trade places with Sheppard, MY HEART

- I forgot he doesn't even try to get through the gate after setting the self destruct omfg

- "they're not people, they're machines, replicators" CHILLS

- oh yeah I guess we do find out who made the nano virus, the replicators, Rodney was spared cuz he had the ancient gene and they can't hurt ancients

- I know I've said it like a billion times but Rodney is hilarious

- PFFFFT Ronon just tossing the frozen replicator out of the chair

- Niam, my precious baby noooo 😭

- ah hell I hate The Real World

- idk it just messes with me I guess, this and the SG-1 episode where Daniel gets infected by the parasite Michello made to kill Goa'uld parasites and everyone just believes he suddenly snapped. I hate those kids of plot lines.

- always happy for an excuse to see Jack though

- OH SHIT "COMMON GROUND", IT'S TODD TIME BABYYYY

- first off, how does Sheppard not realize the dude in the other cell is a wraith just by his voice

- of course Rodney is the first to speak once Sheppard is shown, not Weir or the other teammates, Rodney

- god it's heartbreaking watching Sheppard go through this, all the more so that Todd doesn't want to do this to him either. You can see his hesitation at the second feeding.

- yessss beat their ass grandpa 😂

- oof the tension when they're standing there trying to figure out if they can trust the other to keep their promise and deciding if they'll keep theirs.

- PFFFFT Todd with the damn gun XD

- new Ronon jacket??? Ballerrrr

- AHHHHH the scene where we see Sheppard with his life back is SO COOL.

- Kolya you mf coward

- not Sheppard thanking Rodney out of everyone who came for him XD

- Todd and Sheppard have a weird friendship but god do I love them

- McKay and Mrs. Miller, I am sooooo excited I love this epiaode

- SAM

- "I don't wanna scare you but we are at war." "Did you start it?" "What? No!" PFFFFT

- I love Rodney but he is insufferable this episode

- Jeannie is also quite mean in this episode, just because Rodney is a dick doesn't mean that she has to tell his business to his coworkers. They also suck for laughing at it when they know full well it's upsetting for him.

- the way that Rodney hanging out in Sheppard's room with him is so casual and natural, I LOVE THEM

- ya know, the plot line of this, with the alternate reality being a casualty of the experiment, it reminds me of that one plot line in Star Trek: Discovery

- the group making Rodney feel better about everything after is sweet though

- Phantoms is a pretty good episode if I remember right, but very fucky in a cool way

- “oh enough with the bodies!” I feel ya Rodney

- ok so Major Leonard's team had a camcorder on them and started recording as they were exploring right. We've seen that Rodney carries one too (when Sheppard gets trapped in the sanctuary), my question is why he never uses it

- Carson may be timid and freak out a lot, especially when he's put in a position like sitting in the chair, but he really is brave. I mean even just this episode, they've just been shot at, one is dead, two are wounded, and he still grabs his med bag and gets to work saving the survivor's lives. I just really love him and I wish his bravery was mentioned more, he's such an impressive person.

- I wonder why Ronon is the first to start being affected by the machine. John follows soon after and then Carson and Rodney at some point, Carson more so. We know that Teyla isn't affected at all because of the wraith DNA, but I wonder what causes the variation in the others.

- I'm also curious as to why Ronon, Leonard's team, and the Genii all turn on eachother while Sheppard, Rodney, and Carson have very different hallucinations. I mean Sheppard does try to shoot Ronon, but he hallucinates Teyla as a friend.

- man everyone except Sheppard, Rodney, and Carson have been shot at this point. I'm pretty sure Rodney gets shot too towards the end

- see, now why does Ronon think Sheppard is a wraith, but sees Teyla as Teyla?

- omfg yeah Sheppard shot Rodney. Dude this is a less funny shot than I remembered, I thought he got shot in the leg

- Teyla holding everything together as always, what a badass

- "I'm sorry for shooting everyone!" PFFFT

- oooo The Return episodes

- the midway station is so dope, Rodney and Sam are so smart

- JACK

- a pedestal pops up out of the ground and Ronon just immediately points his gun at it XD

- AHHHH it makes me so sad how excited they were to meet ancients only to be met with that

- Ronon hug-tossing Sheppard 😭

- aw man the nerd trio saying their goodbyes

- I love that not only has Sheppard watched Princess Bride, but remembers it well enough/has seen it enough to quote it

- THE HEAD BONK

- ya know, Rodney mentioned that at least Sheppard still gets to go off world, but why wouldn't he join the SGC? It's not like he doesn't have the experience and they have non military personnel like Daniel and Teal'c soooooo

- it's interesting they've got the retrovirus canisters at the SGC, I mean it makes sense they'd take it back from Atlantis with them.

- "my turtles!"

- Ronon was 1000% fishing for validation that Sheppard still views him as part of the team and it's adorable

- PFFFFFT the replicators getting run over

- man do I love insubordinate Sheppard, how very Colonel O'Neill of you

- Jack and Woolsey are hilarious together I have to say

- "in the unlikely event you don't fail miserably, you're fired." "Yes sir. Looking forward to that." God I love those two together

- I feel like Jack is both loving being back in action and royal pissed at the same time

- Jack is such a badass

- "god you can hold your breath a long time, you almost gave me a heart attack!" "Me too" PFFFFT

- "the backstroke I think" I missed Jack's unbelievable sass so much omfg

- NIAM NO

- "sounds more like plan F, doesn't it? As in "we are totally-"

- oooo Carson, how sassy of you

- I FORGOT THEY HUG 😭

- Echoes is really neat, I love that we get a look into the fauna of another world finally. It's not a bunch but it's still cool, the fact that they could learn some way of communication with humans is so neat, and they not only saved themselves, but Atlantis too.

- ahhhhh the way Ronon immediately grabs Teyla when she starts freaking out to check on her

- awww Rodney whale watching his ocean bestie with his human bestie/love of his life

- I wonder if it was intentional that they set it up so everyone starts experiencing something like right after they talk to someone who is experiencing it

- THE EYE

- OOF, Sheppard's panic when Rodney goes down

- not Sheppard knowing so much about Rodney he can make incredibly specific comments to try and irritate him, knowing if he could actually hear him he couldn't resist responding

- I love that Ronon is always there when Teyla needs help

- god Rodney and Sheppard are so adorably dorky together

- Caldwell you better leave those whales alone

- ahhh! I love hearing Rodney talk about science shit

- omfg Ronon and Teyla are so cute, LOOK AT THAT SMILE

- even after learning that Sheppard has a plan, Ronon doesn't offer to go or help, he stays right there by Teyla's side

- Sheppard and Rodney, chaotic duo extraordinaire

- the coronal mass ejection smashing into the ship, CHILLS

- the way Ronon crouches down beside Teyla with that mischievous smile is so cute, and then he sits right next to her to meditate together, AHHHH. He doesn't even like meditating, he just love spending time with her and it's so damn cute

- UGH Irresponsible.

- Lucius is so unbelievably creepy and manipulative, I HATE HIM SO MUCH

- why is Teyla in the damn tree XD

- how was Sheppard able to use the personal forcefield, they said that it like locks to the person who activates it. Also I wasn't paying a ton of attention this episode, but first time we saw him he asked for the gene inoculation, but Beckett only gave him the antidote so how does he have the gene.

- Tao of Rodney, oh boy, I know what happens but I do not remember the details very well

- poor Rodney man, he's always getting hurt istg

- of course Sheppard volunteers to be the one who watches Rodney

- I love when Sheppard rants about hating the ancients

- "actually I was rhunk more along the lines of you." Uhuh, you can say that you mean this because Sheppard was around ancients that ascended, but we all know the real reason

- also like, the fact they're doing this in Sheppard's room too. They're trying to get him to relax right? One would think that he'd have the easiest time relaxing in his own room but no, Sheppard's room.

- god listening to Rodney apologize to Radek 😭

- THE TEA CEREMONY HELP

- the hug omfg I'm gonna cry

- the book for Elizabeth, I forgot about that dude ahhhhhh

- once again in Sheppard's bedroom

- Sheppard offended at the thought that he and Rodney might not be good

- I forgot he asks Sheppard to read his eulogy AHHHHH

- oh my god Sheppard looks like he's about to cry, you can see him struggling with all of his will not to

- NOW SEE WHY DOES SHEPPARD FEEL THE NEED TO SPECIFY THE KIND OF LOVE AS PLATONIC

- Ronon hugging him, ahhhhhh!!

- see, now there were a bunch of scientists that discovered that room with Rodney, but who did he tell first and ask to play with him? Sheppard

- I love not only the way Sheppard grabs Rodney by the vest to bring him along, but how he is completely unbiased by him doing this

- best of 10?? These mf really spend all of their time together don't they. Chess, the game from the episode, hanging in Sheppard's room, missions, eating together. It's not like there aren't a ton of other people these two could hang out with, but they choose eachother every time

- I'm on The Ark now and the duo is immediately being adorable on this station together

- Herick is so fucking selfish oh my god. Yes dude, you've just experienced a devestative, life altering loss, but to take out not only the team, but 1,000 lives stored in the device???? Why is your first instinct to force your grief onto those around you, that's fucking evil

- only way to soothe Ronon, promise you'll fight him to the death

- Rodney is such a badass man

- MAJOR LORNE, LET'S GOOOOO

- Teyla, please, I know it feels bad, but please just lie to him, you know what desperate people are capable of

- ok I'm finally finishing this episode like the next day, I am ill so if my typings make no sense, ignore that

- see, now how tf does Sheppard know what to do with those controls or what any of them mean in the slightest

- YIKES, hitting the ground

- Sunday, OH NO

- poor Teyla, she just wanted to have a nice day off with her friend

- ew, I hate that they bring up random ass love interests for Weir and Teyla. At least put some effort in instead of some random side plot of one episode

- CARSON 😭

- record breaking space trout XD

- casual lgbt acceptance, I love it

- Rodney being sassy, grumpy dad when people do something dumb because he cares, love it

- AHHHHHH NOOOOO I’M NOT READY

- I LOVE that Lorne paints, SO MUCH

- 😭

- oh god, Rodney blaming himself, my heaaaartttt

- I’m getting flashbacks to Janet’s funeral oh no

- Rodney looking to Sheppard, AHHH

- Submersion, wait I thought this took place when Teyla was pregnant? OH WAIT, no that’s when she takes over the queen on the hive ship nvm nvm

- Sheppard’s little “sorry” is so cute

- with that Wraith swimming underwater, my mind immediately jumps to a wraith siren creature, ik the iratus bugs hate water but still, if a group evolved on an ocean planet...

- poor Teyla dude, the guilt she's feeling rn, OOF

- also Greydon finding out there really is a Greyson is hilarious, poor guy

- "I missed" PFFFFT

- Vengeance, oh shiiiiiit, this episode is so freaky

- the look Rodney and Sheppard exchange once they find the cocoon and realize the life sign is probably whatever came out of it, is priceless

- all the bodies is just heartbreaking

- Ronon stop disappearing like a rugged ninja, you're scaring Sheppard

- IT'S SO TERRIFYING I LOVE IT

- oh yes, just stand in the path of the dart, VERY SMART

- THE ROOM FULL OF COCOONS AHHHHH

- I love this episode y'all

- Ronon with his sword, so cool

- Rodney, too much is better than too little when it comes to explosive power in this situation I'd say

- the prodigal experiment Michael returnsssss

- that smile on Ronon's face, I feel like it's a mix of Sheppard's decision upsetting Rodney, and getting to go back and fight the bug creature

- THE DELAYED BLAST PFFFF

- it's interesting how many more human features Michael has this time around, I mean last time he got the wraith teeth back and such and this time his mouth is very human. His nose and skin are also quite human. I wonder why going through the process a second time had that effect and if it could be permanent at some point

- maybe, idk, CLOSE THE HATCH BEHIND YOU

- aight well I guess it wouldn't have helped much but still!

- YESSS SHEPPARD COMING IN CLUTCH LETS GOOOO

- First Strike, gotta love rash thinking

- oof, Rodney and Zelenka's convo is rough. The guilt they must feel making weapons like this when they're not under attack...

- god damn that's a lot of damage

- OH NO IT'S THIS EPISODE

- I know it's basically an ocean planet, but it would've been so cool to see the effect that beam would've had on ground

- ahhhhh! I love the Weir and Teyla confidant moments so muchhhh

- YOU TELL HIM RODNEY

- the sinking scene is so cooooooooool

- the fantastic 4 convo help XD

- also, Ronon feeling left out because he can't help and doesn't know science 😭

- the gay boys immediately reading each others thoughts

- LORNE

- the chair spinning is still such an odd detail in my opinion

- OH NO HERE IT COMES

- CRAP

- Rodney's voice oh my god 😭

Season 4

[msweebyness]

Class of Heroes AU: Heroic Quotes

@artzychic27, I see you, and I raise you….

Thanks and credit to the above and to @imsparky2002! And to Disney for the quotes!

——

Marinette: It's going to take a miracle to get me into this school.

[Plagg’s shadow appears in giantic form and surrounded by flames]

Plagg: Did I hear someone ask for a miracle?! Let me hear you say "Ahhhh"!

Marinette: [in fear] AaAaah!

Plagg: That's close enough!

———

Adrien: [Mercenaries appear] Who's that?

Félix: They don't like me.

Adrien: [the castle guards appear] Who's that?

Félix: They don't like me either.

Adrien: [Maximus appears] Who's that?

Félix: Let's just assume for the moment that everyone in here doesn't like me!

———

Alya: Listen here, missy. This stick in the mud has had to work two jobs her whole life while you've been sucking on a silver spoon, sitting on your lazy butt, in your - your ivory tower!

Chloé: [glances away] Actually, it's polished marble.

———

Nino: What in the world did I do with that magic wand? I-I was sure I...

Zoé: Magic wand?

Nino: That's strange. I-I always...

Zoé: Why, then you must be...

Nino: Your Fairy Godbrother? Of course. Now, where is that wand? I- Oh! I forgot. I put it away.

———

Security Fairy: Step aside, please. Random security check.

Denise: Random, my ass! You always stop me.

Security Fairy: I'm just doing my job. Name?

Denise: Lara Croft.

Security Fairy: Name?

Denise: Demolition Denise!

Security Fairy: And where you coming from?

Denise: Uh, the woods? From Nature Survival Class?

Security Fairy: Okay, then, where you headed?

Denise: Study Hall.

Security Fairy: Anything to declare?

Denise: I hate you.

Security Fairy: I get that a lot. Proceed.

———

Aurore: A lie keeps growing and growing until it's as plain as the nose on your face!

———

Ismael: Oi! Ten thousand years will give you such a crick in the neck.

———

Alix: [to Austin T.] I've been looking all over for you!

Austin T.: [whispering] What are you doing?

Alix: [whispering] Just play along.

Shopkeeper: You, uh, know this young man?

Alix: Sadly, yes. He is my brother. He’s a little crazy.

Shopkeeper: He said he knew the sultan!

Alix: [gesturing to Jalil] He thinks the monkey is the sultan.

Austin T.: [bowing to Jalil] O wise Sultan, how may I serve you?

[Jalil mutters gibberish]

Alix: Tragic, isn't it? But, no harm done. Now, come along, bro. Time to go see the doctor.

Austin T.: [to a camel] Oh, hello, Doctor. How are you?

Alix: [through her teeth] No, no, no, not that one... Come on, Sultan!

———

Ondine: (Holding a fork) Have you ever seen something so wonderful in your entire life?

———

Young Mireille: What's a motto?

Alec: Nothing, what's a motto-with-you?

Theo: Nice!

Alec: Boom!

———

Nathaniel: Uh-oh.

Jean: Don't tell me. We're about to go over a huge waterfall.

Nathaniel: Yep.

Jean: Sharp rocks at the bottom?

Nathaniel: Most likely.

Jean: Bring it on.

———

Kim: Guys, you gotta admit. That…was pretty heroic. (Falls flat on his face)

———

Marc: What is that amazing smell?

Marc/Kiran: Chocolate.

(Both laugh)

———

Bob Roth: Stop! You can't do this to me, you can't...

[Kim punches his face in]

Bob Roth: Fine, okay, well I deserved that.

———

Mylene: [to the doves] Want to know a secret? Promise not to tell?

[singing]

Mylene: We are standing by a wishing well. Make a wish into the well, that's all you have to do! And if you hear it echoing, your wish will soon come true.

[moonlit-stay]

(5-STAR ☆☆☆☆☆ Edition)

This is me writing out my thoughts of each song as I'm listening to them.

Feel free to ignore this😂

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Hall of Fame thoughts:

OH SHIT

THIS IS SUCH A NEW SOUND FOR THEM I AM OBSESSED

OH MY GOD

HOLY FUCKING SHIT DIDE WHATBTJE FUCK

NO BRO I AM FUCKING OBSESED YOU DODNY UNSESTNS

BITCH???? DID HE JUST SAY BITCH????

LIX'S VOICE IS PERFECTB FPR THIS I AM LOSINF IT

THE VOCALS??????? FUCKIMGBJELLO??????

S-Class thoughts:

THIS SONG HAS FUCKINGB EVEYTHING

THIS MUSIC VIDEO IS THEIR BEST ONE TO DATE SHIT THE FUCK UP

I AM OBSESEDDJ CBRK TKJWHDJSKEJ

I CANNOT BELIEVE I CAN LISTEN TO THIS FULL SONG INSTEAD OF JUST THE TEASERS

THIS FUCKING SONG HAS EVERYTHING. EVERYTHING I TELL YOU

LIX'S VOICE FOR THIS PART KILLS ME OH MY GODDDDDDD

INNIE'S VOCALS YESSSSSSSSSS

THEY WAY THEY PASS THIS RAP VERSE AROUND HAS ME ON MY KNEES ITS SO HOT BRO WHAT THE FUCK

ITEM thoughts:

I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR THIS SONG YOU DINT GET IT

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCK ME BROOOOOOOOOOO

OH MY GOD THE VOCALS GUCK ME HOLY SHIT

OH MY DUCKING GOD RKEHRHEJDJFJKE

HAN JISUNG JAHDHDJKWJDKFJEHEHDJDJSJDGHDJEND

SEO CHANGBIN WJFHJEJDJDJDJEJDJ

LEE FELIX WJAT THE FUCKKKKJDJEHSHDHSUSJEJRJ

I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THESE VOCALS OH MY GOD

I AM LITERALLY AT A LOSS FOR WORDS THIS IS SO SO SO SO GOOD I'M FLOORED

Super Bowl thoughts:

I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED FOR THIS ONE TOO I AM GONNA FLIP

AHHHH

FEEL THE BLAZEEE

OH MY FUCKUNG GOD HOLT FUCKING SHIT BRO HSDJKDJSHRJRJJ

I AM LITERALLY FUCKING SHAKKNG THIS IS SO GOOD

THE WHISPERS????????? WHAT THE FUCKSVRJSJDJSJEJRH

FINGER LICKIN???????? OH MY GODHEJSJJD

I AM GONNA GO INTO CARDIAC ARREST BRO WJAT THE FUCK

THE VOCALLSSSHES EHRJEHEHDJFJWJEHRHSJDJRJJRDHDUR

SUPER BOWL WE WILL MAKE AS FAMOUS AS YOUR SISTER GODS MENU TRUSTTTT

TOPLINE thoughts:

AHHHHHHHHH TIGER FUCKIN JK

TOPLINEBDJSJDBDJENSK

THIS SHIT FITS BINNIES VOICE SO WELL I AM QUAKING

THESE LYRICSSSSSS THOLURB SHIT

THAT ALMOST SAYIMG FUCK IS GETTING ME BRO MY HEAD IS GONNA PIP OFF

FUCKKK ME WHAT THE FUCKS

OH MY FUCKIN GODD

THIS SIS SONFUCOMGN GOOD

OG JRJDO EA HVDHEJEKEJSHSJWK

DLC thoughts:

DANCE LIKE CRAZY YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS

LET'S GO CRAZY UNTIL THE SUNRISE

HYUNJIN'S VOICE WAS MADE FOR THIS OG MY GOD

THIS SIS SOF UCKING GOOD

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE VIBE OF THIS SONG SO MUCH

THIS IS ALSO SUCH A DIFFERENT SOUND FOR THEM AND THEY PULL IT OFF FLAWLESSLY

LIX'S VERSE IM OBSESSED

KIM SEUNGMIN????? THE HIGH NOTE????

THIS SONG MAKES MY SOUL HAPPY

GET LIT thoughts:

I AM SO EXCITED FOR NOISE MUSIC PLEASE

OH MY GODDDDDD SHJRJSKDJDHD

OH MY GOD BRO HOLT SHIT

HAN JISUNG MUSICAL GENIUS

THIS SIS SO FUCKING I KNEW INWAS GONNA BE OBSESSED

I NEEDES THIS SO BAD DUDE YOU DONT GET IT

SEO CHANGBINNNNNNNNNN

I NEED THE SCREAM

GIVE ME THE SCREAM

I WATCHED THE UNVEIL TRACK FOR THIS TOO MANY TIMES THIS IS ENGRAVED IN MY BRAIN

YESSSSSSSSSS RHE SCREAMM

HAN JISUNG QAS SO HOT FOR THIS

Collision thoughts:

OH SHIT????

GOT ME WANTIN TO SWAY MY HIPS BACK AND FOURTH AND SHIT

FLOORED BRO THIS IS FLAWLESS

OH MY GODDDD YOU BETYER STOP THROWING THE WORD BABY SROUND BEFORE I SCREAM

THIS SIS SO FUCIMG GOOD

FNF thoughts:

OH NO AM I GONNA CRY

THIS IS SO FUCING GOID BUT I WANNA SOB

I NEED TO SEE THESE FITS AGAIN PLEASE

I AM CRYING BRO, THE TEARS IN MY EYES RIGHT NOW

MY AUSSIE BABIES :((((((((((

God this is flawless

LEE KNOWS VOCALS ARE SO GORGEOUS

Youtiful thoughts:

I BALLED WATCHING THE UNVEIL TRACK

PRAY FOR ME

I'M ALREADY SOBBIMG GOODBYE

The sweetest babies ever :((

I love them with all my heart and soul :((((

They really do it everytime <//3

THE SOUND (Korean Ver.) thoughts:

I KNEW this was coming and when Chan accidentally played it on live I hollered

I will NEVER get tired of this song

It hits SO FUCKING HARD

This song still feels like a fever dream sometimes, like I cannot BELIEVE this is real

Mixtape : Time Out thoughts:

This song :(

It's so special because it was a surprise for us :((

They just dropped it without warning, just for us :(((

Truly a love returned in full I AM SO SAD :((((

Final thoughts:

This album is FULL of new sounds for them and once again, they pull each one off so, SO flawlessly.

There is truly not a genre they cannot do.

This comeback has already been huge just with preorders alone, but now? Holy shit.

This is gonna make some of their biggest waves yet. I feel it in my bones.

[livinglifeonpause]

Build Up - Pre-4 Mission

Pre-4 Mission why do they have Baekho on here? Like get Bumzu ffs. IF YOU V10: Lee Geonwoo (22) (JustB) - 2 >2 (pinky hair) V2: Jay Chang (22) (ONEPACT) - 8.5 > 8 V7: Kang Hayoon (20) (Loud) 7 > 5 - (mullet cut, yellow sweater vest) V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 >5.5 (black and white checks, red hair, cute eyes, nice ass jawline) - If anyone is gonna try to do Taeyang, I think Jay Chang was a good choice. - Sungwon was fine, not really here for pinky (Geonwoo). TOP TIER: Jay Chang was the correct choice LOW TIER: Geonwoo. correct choice as well AFTER AWHILE

V31: Jang Intae (26) (nothing) 1 > 5 (white sweater vest) V1: Seunghun (24) (CIX) 4 > X (my babbbyyyyy) V21: Hong Sungwon (25) (solo?) 7 > 8 (blue sweater) V3: Bain (22) (JUST B) 9 > 6 (bright ass orange hair. OH I DID NOT expect this kid to be this kid.) - YAASSSSS EAT Seunghunnie baby! - omg, who is that in the light ass blue. he is CUTE! (Taehwan) - okay, but why is Sungwon even doing this show? he 100000% just needs to be in musicals. - dying at Baekhos shady ass facials - didn’t love this song for Seunghun though - does Seunghun KNOW how pretty he is? TOP TIER: Seunghun ….. I would have picked Sungwon honest, but I support this. LOW TIER: Hong Sungwon - OH! My baby Seunghun PLAYING THE GAME! okay! - also the homie with glasses LOOOOOVES him - ALSO WTF! Since when he got braces? DONT GO, DONT GO V34: Park Jeup (30) (Imfact) 8 > 10 ( V20: Lee Donghun (30) (A.C.E.) 6 > 10 ( V33: Neon (23) (nothing) 1 > 10 ( V22: Hyukjin (30) (100%) 7 > 9 ( - okay real talk, I’ve MISSED Jeup’s laugh! - so Donghun is really handsome! I’ve just never noticed cause Chan and Jun were up in my face. - wonder how Jeup felt having Hyukjin join? He’s fucked with him before on the unit. - YASSSSSS giving Donghun his screen time!!!! - Jeup has effing BULKED up. - SAME BAEKHO, SAME! “His Voice!” - honest, how the fuck would you pick top tier? I’m downloading this. - 3 Donghun, 2 Neon, 1 Jeup TOP TIER: DONGHAN - honestly, I support that! - how THE FUCK is he gonna choose low tier?? AHHHH FUCKING SUBS! LOW TIER: Hyukjin - accurate.

SHALL I LOVE YOU AGAIN V18: Kim Seohyung (22) (musicals) 2 > 3 (black blazer) V16: Kim Seong jeong (24) (nothing) 1 > 3 (tan pants, funny face) V40: Yeo One (27) (Pentagon) 2 > 2 (pentagon kid) V23: Yun Inhwan (32) (solo - ENAN) 4 > 2. (smiley one) - ma'am that kid is 32, why he acting all cutesy?? - I'm not really here for low voices.... so I'm not expecting much. - that one kid is too baby face to have a voice that low.- Seohyung. It's like, fine though - smiley kid still smiling - yeo one, pass. BORING - this song is so boring, fuck me. dead. END ALREADY. judges hated it too. - fucking love eunkwang. his faaaaace. TOP TIER: Kim Seong jeong. I pick Kim Seohyung. but honestly, it doesnt matter AT ALL. LOW TIER: Kim Seohyung - yeah thats fine

DITTO V12: Wumuti (24) (Solo?) 8 > 6 (orange hair, weird face/eyes) V11: Jeon Woong (26) (AB6IX) 3 > 4 (black and wht checkered) V37: Kang Seokhwa (23) (Wei) 7 > 4 (whiteish hair) V30: Jung Soomin (19) (Solo) 4 > 7 (english sleepy one) - kid, COMMIT to that intro bro - not really here for the Wei kid (Seokhwa).... ohhh but wait, he asked the Wumuti kid if he was okay and that was nice - they already focusing wayyyyyy to much on Wumuti so that means he gonna win. - AB6IX "ra ta ta" soooo boring. - but also that one kid (in the light tan/white coat) dancing and the other kid (in the tan coat) just staring at him. HAAAAAAAA! - Wumuti has really good energy though. This song is just like meh though. Wish he had picked different TOP TIER: Wumuti.... idk, Wumuti or Jung Soomin. doesn't matter, hated the song choice. stupid ass song for a SINGING show. bruh, Wumutifeels so fake though. LOW TIER: Jeon Woong - that's fine. I dont care.

TOMBOY V19: Lee Gwangseok (25) (solo) 1 > 4 (tan coat) V15: Park Juhee (17) (trainee) 1 > 6 (pink jacket) V29: Hwang Inhyeock (25) (Nada) 3 > 6 (yellow sweater) V26: Jo Hwanji (28) (Musicals) 3 > 5 (uniform) - not looking forward to this one?? - omg, this Taehwan kid from Vanner in the baby blue? Gorge. - this is a pretty song - okay! they got me! the combo worked. and the kids surprised me!! - TOP TIER: Juhee... i would also pick Juhee! - this was my 2nd fave after the Jeup one LOWTIER: Lee Gwangseok .... correct

SOMETHING LIKE THAT V35: Kwon Euibin (24) (Idol Band) 4 > 5 (white shirt, black bowl cut) V25: Ma Jaekyung (27) (Romeo) 3 > 4 (white shirt, black wave hair) V13: Taehwan (30) (Vanner) 9 > 7 (handsome boy) V9: Lee Minwook (23) (NewKidd) 4 > 5 (blue vest)

- wait, what competition did Taehwan win??? - songs too effing LOW - blue vest has a rich voice or something TOP TIER - Lee Minwook..... i'd say Taehwan LOW TIER: Ma Jaekyung

BREATHE V5: Lim Junhyeok (30) (Ex-Day6) 1 > 2 (Day 6 kid) V8: Choi Haram (22) (Musicals) 2 > 6 (pinstripes) V6: Jeong Inseong (29) (KNK) 5 > 6 (tan/white) V38: Lee Hwanhee (25) (UP10TION) 3 > 5 (tan coat) - KNK kid is GOOFY (Inseong) - Day6 kids rubs me the wrong way. always has. bossy ass. voice isnt even that good ass. (Lim Junhyeok) - Haram kinda looks like Feel Dog TOP TIER - Haram .... I vote KNK kid Inseong LOW TIER: Lim Junhyeok - why did they edit this dramatic and to be like a surprise??? DELCAMOME V36: Bitsaeon (28) (M.O.N.T) 5.5 > 3 (colored sweater) V24: Ji Yeonwoo (??) (nothing) 7.5 > 4 (black suit) V17: Choi Suhwan (22) (X101) 3 > 4 (white w/ rhinestones) V4: Sunyoul (27) (UPT10TION) 2 > 2 (black like my scarf) - okay kids, lets bring it - wasn't Yeonwoo's voice better then all of theirs? the fuck are they teaching him for? - ewww. this song is fucking dumb. - I still dislike Sunyoul, but i'm into his stage presence - THE FUCK ASRE THE RAPPING FOR. this is so fucking dumb. - no one wins. this is like worse then the pentagon boring ass one? TOP TIER - Choi Suhwan.... me, none. pass. - I wanna go back and watch The Unit. That was such a good show. - I love the Eunkwang & Jaehwan interactions... like they respect each other LOW TIER: Ji Yeonwoo -meh BEAUTIFUL V28: Taewoo (26) (solo) 5 > 1 (smooshed face) V39: Kim Minseo (21) (nothing) 4 > 4 (grayish sweater) V32: Jeong Yunseo (??) (nothing) 2 > 3 (white sweater) V14: Lim Sanghyun (26) (solo?) 5 > 6 (checked suit) - smoosh face does not fit into this song with these kids. he's way too harsh. it's jarring (Taewoo) - I want to see checked suit Sanghyun in a different group TOP TIER: Sanghyun ... Sanghyun obvi. - THE FUCK DID THE SUBS GO? LOW TIER: Kim Minseo

[perpetually-sad-but-its-fine]

10x15 of chicago pd

already loving this

kev stopping along the way to (kinda) flirt with those girls?

i wish that were me

‘ive been told that jordan is a more legit teacher than i am’

‘that he is’

domestic daughter!makayla and father!adam with uncle!kevin and cousin!jordan????

loving it

AHHHH

MAKAYALA 

SHES SO CUTE

‘appointment’

THERAPYYYY

YAYYYYYY

KIMS GETTING THE HELP SHE NEEDS

adam and kevin are great father figures

‘hopped off of candy and chaos’

we love that for her

UNCLE KEVIN

ITS CANON

OH MY GOD

YES

oh lovely

now comes crime

‘bodies?’ *deep sigh*

great

this'll be fun

oh joy

all dead

yay

so fun

*kicks open the door with zero hesitation*

yay

poisoned?

oh meth

yay

droogz

fun

HAILEYYYY

TORRESSSSSS

god i love them

samantha beck???

oh joy

lovely

poor family

yay

a drug ring

fun

yay

surveillance

i love the voiceovers

so much

they're so cool

thE COMBINED VOICEOVERS OF EVERYBODY

OH I LOVE IT SO MUCH

ITS SO COOL

oh no adam

dont do something to get yourself killed

oh joy

fake mugging

and now guns

oop who were they

oh damn

bro

this is giving me so much anxiety

hes using his real name????

bro why

whatever happened to jim

or ryan

what were his UC names again??

oh lovely

adam

careful

this is scaring me

adAMMMM

CAREFULLLL

PLEASE

oh lovely kid

cute

love how adam bonds with kids

its adorable

UGH

ADAM

CAREEFULLLLLL

bro this is so fuckung scaryyy

‘you won't get to leave’

brO

THIS SOME SORT OF CULT OR SOMETHING???

god

now i want samantha to be careful

cuz the way that this is gonna go

shes prolly gonna get killed

‘will this make you happy’

???

what does he mean by that

oh joy

are the gonna kill someone????

oH SHIT

WAIT

ARE THEY GONNA KILL THEM???

im scared

jesus

a knife

oh god

oh god

oH

GOD

WAIT

IS THAT GUY JUST GONNA STAND OVER THER AND WATCH?????

WHAT

NO

DONT

DO NOT MOVE

DO NOT

oh thank god

that the lord

brO

YOU WERE JUST WATCHINGGGGG

SERIOUSLY??

dude’s unbothered

‘dude are you okay?’

he just got beat up

but im curious to know what's happening between samantha and her dad

awww

kim checking up on adam???

i love it

my babies

please

let them be happy

is there flirting???

is thiS FLIRTING???

heart??

why heart???

oh for her son

bro

whats happening

oH SHIT

OH MY GOD

HES USING HIS GRANDSON FOR MOVING DRUGS???

adam standing there like an npc

love to see it

oh hes gonna follow her

adam

careful

please

careful

dont do something stupid

dont get yourself killed

istfg adam

please

oH MY GOD

I FUCKING KNEW IT

what did he say to her?????

WHY DID SHE JUST WALK OFFF

ADAM

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING

JESUS FUCKIN CHRIST

WHAT IS THIS

‘neo-nazi’

fun

waIT WHAT

HITLER YOUTH KNIFE????

what the fuck

what is happening??

oh white supremacist

joy

lovely

ugh

gross

oh god

this convo

sO MUCH

ANGST

aw

wait

no

stop

hurt

feels

‘our daughter’

FUCK YOU

STOP HURTING ME

ITS SO SWEET

AND I LOVE IT

BUT THERES ALSO SO MUCH PAIN

I WANT MACKAYLA CALLING ADAM DAD

AWWW

‘you were not supposed to catch me’

awwwwwwww

‘do you want me to get you ice?’

EEEKKK

LET HER CALL HIM DAD

‘no i want you to go to sleep’

such a dad response

AWWWW

stopp

i love them

thE HAND HOLDING

HE KISSED HER HAND

HE KISSED HIS DAUGHTER’S HAND

‘what the hell is he doing?’

that's a good question kev

nobody knows

WHY WOULD YOU SAY MACKAYLA’S NAME

WHY WOULD YOU DO THZT???

WHAT IF SHE FiNDS OUT WHO YOU ARE???

adam

careful

pleaseeeeee

dont do something stupid

hES GONNA DO SOEMTHING STUPID

oh samantha beck’s dad

lovely

i dont like him

at all

‘i dont like this’

you and me both kim

you and me both

stop being a pessimist kim

you have valid concerns

but still

dont voice them

oh a shooting range

joy

um

what is this??

is this like shovel talk

to the next level???

yea

shovel talk

great

oh lovely tattoo

this is disgusting

like a whole ‘nother level

oh gross

dont like this

dont like this AT ALL

killer aim

lovely

hes a sociopath

adam always wearing two hoodie

why

interesting fashion choice

why do i feel like this is a setup

this is a set up

i can feel it

oh my god

callum’s been taken

this is a fuckin set up

i can feel it

adam

shes gonna make you

please

be careful

torres

dont do something stupid

oh my god wait

jesus wait

its not a set up???

wait

adam

careful

what the fuck is happening

meth lab??

in her basement??

wait something else??

is callum there??

OH MY GOD

what's he doing down there???

whA T IS HA P P EN I N G

SOMEONE TELL MEE

WHAT THE FUCK IS THISSSSSSSS

wha t is t h is??

good god

this is so much

too much

this is so depressing

god i feel like samantha’s gonna fall for adam or some shit like that

does the team know that youre here adam??

do. THEY. KNOW???

god

samantha

stop 

with those bedroom eyes

am i reading into it???

wait

this is so much bigger than i thought

the end???

what??

what's happening

what did she mean by the end

dont

dont end the episode

GOD FUCKIN DAMMIT

[carry-me-out]

WAIT HOLY FUCK WHEN DID BYUNGJOO GET SO SWOLE

(from his insta story)

[neonwizardheehee]

I am absolutely living for them!!! Christmas wallpapers incoming 🌸💛🌹🧡✨

[bonvoyagenoona]

Lmao I like how Namjoon if fully aware of their limits as children. "He's just gonna yell then get tired."

Sometimes I wish I had big brother but then I think 'who could do a better job of taking care of my siblings than me?' 🤔

Ahhhh that drabble!! 🥺

It really touches my heart when anyone identifies with what the bros experience in their childhood. These stories come from your asks, but they’re also highly injected with deeply personal emotions and themes from my own life, too. And I have to say, as an older sibling, I relate to that exact feeling.

--

Kid Jin: (tired, walking into the kitchen after making sure Kid Namjoon fell asleep; leans against the fridge)

Mrs. Kim: (cooking stir-fry) You OK, Seokjinnie? You hungry?

Kid Jin: I’m sleepy.

Mrs. Kim: Why don’t you take a nap?

Kid Jin: No. I think Tae-Tae is going to wake up soon. Dora will be on TV.

Mrs. Kim: I can watch with Tae-Tae while you---

Kid Jin: You don’t play Swiper right.

Mrs. Kim: (frowns, wipes her hands on her apron) I thought I was doing a better job.

Kid Jin stares at the sink, full of random dishes, pans, and utensils that she’s used in her preparation for dinner.

Kid Jin: Eomma?

Mrs. Kim: Mmhmm?

Kid Jin: Did you ever have a hyung?

Mrs. Kim furrows her brow. 

Mrs. Kim: No. I would call them Oppa, and I would call an older sister Unnie, but I don’t have either. (she smiles encouragingly) Isn’t it nice to have siblings? Not so lonely, right?

Kid Jin: Yeah. But I wonder what it’s like to have a hyung or a noona. 

Mrs. Kim listens patiently, heart growing.

Kid Jin: Sometimes, I wish I could play Dora instead.

Mrs. Kim nods slowly.

Mrs. Kim: You don’t always have to play Swiper. (grinning) But you know what I think?

Kid Jin looks at her.

Mrs. Kim: I think Tae-Tae is really grateful when you choose to. That’s why he always asks you to do it. It makes him so happy. Can’t you hear him giggle?

Kid Jin smiles.

Kid Jin: Yeah, he goes like--- (he covers his mouth and squints his eyes) Heeheeheeheehee!!

Mrs. Kim: (smiles, laughs) That’s a good impression. You sure you don’t wanna take a nap? I’m almost done cooking.

Kid Jin: (sigh) No. (grins, thinking of Tae’s giggle) I really am the best Swiper.

Read A Map of Mrs. Kims / AMOMK here!

[blackirisposts]

I just watched Space Sweepers and GOOD LORDS I am not okay. That was wonderful and had so much more heart that I ever thought omg.

Below the cut is me live blogging this shit. And by shit I mean all the feels and slakjdflkasjdlfadkjgmawefhdkshinbal. I'll be okay eventually. That was glorious but when I tell you I Cried-I was Not Prepared.

- Oh no, is it his child? His sister? Yall throwing the trauma and we’ve JUST started

- My dude, I know you have bigger problems, but your socks. Plz fix them, or let me show you how to darn them -I say as I hem a garment while watching this movie-

- Omg your socks

- ALL THE LANGUAGES, I both love this and its hurting my head, but I mostly just FREAKING LOVE IT

- Oh all the swearing xD

- How did they make that little chase scene so freaking cool?

- Ha. Bubble gum. Nice.

- OMG YOUR SOCKS BBY BOI YOUR SOCKS

- I love the robot, Bubs?

- Dude has had his ass handed to him, bro are you okay?

- This kid is freaking adorable

- *gets left by crew and chased by child* omg *looses rock paper scissors* OMG XD

- This fool is adorable and I cant deal with it.

- HARIBO FTW! *immediately wants gummies* damnit.

- HOW IS SHE HEALING THE PLANT!?!?!

- ‘you cant be scared’ okay mr. jumps at everything

- Is captain, can fly, knows smartphone and tech stuff, claims no tech knowledge… what are you hiding from my guy?

- The voice modulator O.O

- Why wouldn’t you give him a high five?

- Panic drinks soda. Same.

- Omg theyre bonding over art, and im in love. This kid is going to steal everyones heart, huh?

- The police? The not police?

- I love Captain Jang, shes freaking awesome.

- Someone give this dude like 5 minutes to cry and calm down, bro is on panic mode 24/7

- Never mind, im on panic mode.

- Its 40minutes in and im kinda attached to these idiots already. How?

- The double mask / aviators combo is cracking me up, but like also, is a look. Pandemic brain approves

- The baby saved the babies!

- Uh whats with killer droids with the human face?

- Oh these idiots are found family-ing and im like *freaking heart eyes*

- Pierre is an idiot and I love him.

- Them selling tomatoes omg its adorable.

- Ffs, theyre child soldiers

- Kim Tae-ho’s back story? RIP MY HEART OUT WHY DON’T YOU IT WOULD HURT LESS. Imma die with all this traumatic backstory shit, my heart cant take it… no wonder Song took this role. Omg.

- Yeah, thanks I didn’t need whats left of my heart, thanks. Like I could FEEL THIS DUDES TRAUMA AT THE BEGINNING BUT GODDAMN. The bracelet tracker thingy. I just. My freaking heart. Cant. Take. This.

- Tiger’s sewing, yet Tae-ho is just holes-in-socks-rampaging through the pain.

- Never mind, Tiger’s rampaging.

- Richard, we get it, youre the bad guy, day-um.

- omg the tension.

- So theyre gonna die with an hour left, you cant fool me. Idk how this;ll get better, but also fuck.

- Kot-nim gonna fix the whole ship isn’t she?!

- Omg wtf

- Wow so theyre all just straight up amazing? Im more in love

- Twist of fate? Dude, no, I hope they find you and end you you creep

- Ahhhh, the sweet moments, its K I L L I N G ME

- Folks my infertile ass is having a really hard time with this movie and these very sweet moments

- Song as the grieving but protective dad type is too much for me, okay? Okay.

- Can he go back to the physical slap stick humor plz

- Okay thank you for the mini water fight

- Oh I don’t trust it. We have trust issues folks. Brace yourselves!

- Annnnd break my heart again with the reunion

- Tae-ho, my heart

- Omg, I knew it. But some how this feels worse?

- Yes, yes, its worse. Tae-ho and I are retraumatized, thanks

- He’s going to adopt Kot-nim. Right? At the end of this. Right? After they kill James the bad-y, right?!?!?! RIGHT!?!

- HOW IS THERE 40 minutes LEFT

- I’ve never hated Richard so freaking much omg

- Kill him. Kill him. Kill him.

- He’s closer now, stab him! Get him! (the father-figure-loki that sits on my shoulder agrees with me!)

- That was a brutal 3 minutes, thanks film

- Why am I Abso-fucking-lutely not surprised that he has a giant projection of himself over the space city?

- Oh my heart. At least they don’t blame him for still trying to find his daughter.

- I don’t have a heart any more, theres just a fucking crater now

- Song’s crying. IM CRYING. MOVIE. STAWP

- I love Bubs with all my heart.

- Tae-ho. Tae-ho! TAE-HO BUDDY

- Is this were Luke lost his hand?

- Tae-ho and Kot-nim finally high five, thank you

- Tae-ho to save the day with his flying, immediately gets knocked out. Ya know. You can let him have a moment, please.

- What is going on? How is this chick super powered?

- Tiger? *flails*

- Is he gonna do what I think…yes. Yes he is.

- OMG HE DID IT. AND BUBS GETS A HAND OMG

- “Captain Jang! C’est moi!” HAVE I MENTIONED THAT I LOVE PIERRE!?!

- Was that one space sweeper guy in Descendants of the Sun?

- HOW IS HE STILL ALIVE!?! Damn the close up was terrifying.

- No Captain Jang!

- BUBS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- This guy is like a goddamn tick

- Omg. Omg. Omg. Omg.

- Theyre self-sacrificing!?! I am CRYING

- The moment I just had thinking they were all dead.

- OMG BUBS YES YESSSSSSS

- Pierre! Omg you’re adorable

- He’s gonna have a moment with Su-ni? IMMA CRY AGAIN

- This hurts worse than when I thought they all died.

- Theyre so beautiful. Their family.

- Im so happy for Bubs

- Bby boi bought 10 pairs of shoes. GOOD.

[hongism]

BRO I- I’m catching up on MOC and I have to fuckin say that Ch 36 is my absolute favorite holy actual hell KIM HONGJOONG SIR YOU SURE POPPED OFF 🥵🥵, when he said that whole I’m a selfish man and frankly he’s gonna have to go through hell to get you. Dear god I nearly fainted, and all this plot development ?? BRO IM QUAKING OHMYGOD MY JAW DROPPED I WAS LIKE OH FUCKKKKKK. Dude your characterization of everyone is so amazing and consistent I’m always so genuinely impressed and enamored with the way you characterize everyone and create dialogue and scenes like uGHHHH I’m IN LOVEEEE. Ok now I go to ch 37 I’m ready

DUDE CH 37 IM. CRYING IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM OMFG THE REUNITING?? Ugh my heart can’t take it, and also all these questions about Y/n’s past? Omfg who did she actually kill that night my mind is tripping hardcore

wOOooOOooOAHHH YEAHHHHH ch 36 heLL yeah that one really does have some of my favorite lines of dialogue i’ve ever written im <3 love that <3 HAHA goodness EEEE your reactions make me so happy pls im so !!! thrilled that you’re enjoying AHHHH bless ur soul thank you so much !!! it means more than i could ever try to put into words so i won’t just sit here and ramble 30 times over bUT PLS KNOW! i am so grateful and appreciative <3 THANKKKKK YOUUUUU and chapter 37 pls im so jgaoirjgiodjfio AHHHHH 😫😫😫😫

[dramafan1001]

Tale of the Nine Tailed ep 2

OKAY THEN!

Loved this episode.  So much better than the unnecessarily stylized first episode.  This episode actually had heavy content, lot of humor and Lee Dong Wook doing this thang.  AHHHH!

I am excited!

Even Kim Bum, who I thought was hamming a bit in ep 1, felt right for this role.  

I absolutely loved bro exchange they had where I felt his certain pain.

His motives feel all twisted and clearly he is all twisted, I already feel the brotherly bond.  

Now, this is how you make me root for even the evil characters drama.  Write a script that makes me care! 

I am caring for all the people now.

...

Yesterday I said, Do Do was #1, Nine Tails was #2 and Private lives was #3.

Today, I am clear.  Nine Tails is #1, Private Lives is #2 and Do Do is #3.

....

[staycatcher]

Cursed 001

Member: Kim Seungmin x Femme Reader (she/her) (Jisung is also in this, we love wingpeople)

Au: (Dorky/Pure) Frat Boy! Seungmin x Baddie! Reader + Unexpected Soulmate AU [in the same universe as Anguish, no need to read it though!]

Genre: Crack, Angst, Fluff? (she’s all over the place, partner🤠)

Rated 14? for too much swearing, kind-of-stranger danger, getting into mentioned kind-of-stranger’s car (don’t do what y/n did!!), suggestive themes & jokes, hangover & leftover tipsiness, cringe, promiscuous bisexual reader, nothing explicit though!! Also, Jisung is too much I’m sorry

Word Count: 4.1k

Notes: special thanks to @staytion-nine for being a bro and reading & critiquing my full shitty drafts and @strayneoculturekids & @hyunjinssmile for thinking my crack parts were good & somewhat funny way back when I wrote them ilyssssm🤗💞💛

ps, I hope you readers liked/found my easter eggs!!🥴

“Your heart began to sing, sing triumphantly as if you broke some sort of curse- Curse? Wait, hold up. Hold the fuck up. I think he’s my soulmate?! But I can’t possibly have one-”

Cursed series 1/?-  ~001~  😈🤓😳~

Growing up, not a single day passed without your single mother reminding you that meeting your soulmate wasn't going to happen for you. The odds were not at all in your favor, not her’s, not your grandmother’s and not even your great grandmother’s mom; being the youngest girl of the youngest in the family made you carry such a burden. The streak that your family had going on for generations was too strong to break at this point. It’d be a miracle and a half if you ever heard of your soulmate for a fraction of a second. You started to accept by the time you learned how to read, that a life with a soulmate was frankly not in the cards for you. 

To say you were completely and utterly blind-sighted when you met your soulmate, would be the understatement of the century. You lived your whole life with no fear or any expectations of long lasting relationships whether it’s with a soulmate or not. You lived the life you knew many people with soulmates or obsessions with commitment couldn’t live. You lived a life of freedom, focused on yourself. 

Now, it's been three months at this university; three months, and you already have a reputation that precedes you. Contrary to popular belief, you don't like the attention. Yet somehow the spotlight seems to follow you. Though, you would argue you weren’t as charismatic as you were careless. Your carelessness seemed to be your charm and charming you seemed to be.

A groan tore out from your throat when as stretched over to snatch your boots. Jelly legs hobbling all over the place as you scrambled to tug them on, stubbornly not zipping down the zipper which only made it harder for you in the long run. Once on, you trudge on forward, not giving a shit if things were inside out or not, all that mattered to you was going back to sleep in your own bed. You have to remain careful though. You don’t want to go too fast and have stomach acid erupt out of you in aggravation, ruining the Sorority’s carpet and your morning. So, you watched each and every wobbly step as you did your best to navigate your way out of the crowded, trashed halls of the post-party filth. Fortunately, it seemed you’ve risen before anyone else, no conscious creatures for you to deal with. 

The clock struck six o’clock as you strut down Greek row, your steps more firm now, waking you up more with each step. However, waking up meant more hangover symptoms, though you weren’t exactly sober. You made it about four more clumsy steps down the sidewalk before a car slows down next to you. This has happened to you more times than you can count, but never when the birds were fucking chirping. You huff out in irritation, walking faster, thus, less firm as you tried to remain calm. 

Who the hell pulls up to you when it’s fucking sunrise?! Unbelievable. 

You only make it two more steps before the right next to you. Even though you tell yourself not to, your head swivels to look at the driver on instinct. He looks vaguely familiar, you’ve seen those cheeks somewhere but his name is lost on you. You acknowledge him with a questioning look as he rolls down the window.

“Want a ride?” He offers like you’ve known him for ten years and your pets were best friends. You were expecting a catcall but his voice was full of awkward sincerity and a bit of reluctance that couldn’t be faked.     

“I thought chivalry was de-ad.” You choked, giving a nudge with your words to test his sincerity.

“I thought you liked girls more and don’t believe in it anyway.” He dished back. Okay, fair. This guy’s a real one. 

“Touché... Ohhh what the helll-” You huffed, “I’ll take it.” You vaguely recognize him and he seems to know you too so what can hurt; that’s at least how you look at it in the buzzed moment. 

His unimpressive car comes to a smooth stop, you hear the doors unlock and you sluggishly yanked the door open and groan as you slide in, kindly ignoring the mess because you’re not much better. 

 “Did you not party last ni’?” You blurted, looking over at him with a dry smile. As you do, you can really take him in. His dark, messy hair and his cute over-expressive face, topped with a pair of doughy cheeks. Despite the cuteness, there’s not a doubt in your mind this is some frat boy on the college team, though you’re not even sure what team is in season right now. One thing was for sure though, his guns were proudly out of a cut out muscle-t like a living, breathing fuckboy starter pack. Infuriatingly, he pulled it off, he looked too attractive for this time, on the weekend especially. With all that being said, he seriously looks like the kind of guy that should be as fucked up as you are right now. And yet, here he is, behind the wheel looking as sober as a slice of bread.

“Nah,” He starts, getting his foot off the brake and turning back into the road, “me and my soulmate stayed in ‘cuz coach is making practice earlier than usual.” 

Well, that train left the station. “Ahh, that-that's too bad.” You heard yourself pettily trail off. 

“Nah, ‘zall good. I think coach is taking it out on us ‘cuz his wife found out he’s doin’ drugs and gambling again-“

“Do ya have any friends like you?” You blurted out again. 

“Huh??” 

“Do ya got any friends that do things like this?” You grumbled, resisting the urge to facepalm at yourself. Fucking hell, Y/n.

“That go to practice this early? Yehh. The whole fucking basketball te-“ 

“No!” You hiss, head pulsing, his voice is too goddamn loud. “Gentlemen!” clarifying and sulkily leaned your head against the cool window. 

“Ohhh!!~” Then he belts out laughing like a blaring fire alarm, making your entire brain rattle.

“Shhhh!” As you turn to glare at him, you realize your turn was coming up. “Wait!! Turn here!!” 

He hissed and stepped harshly on the breaks. “This one?” 

“Yeah!!-“ it was already too late when you unnecessarily clarified, so he had to turn around and go turn in again. Thank god the streets were dead at this date and time. You’re sure he broke at least four traffic laws.

“Shit, man!! You can’t say that and then expect me to make the turn, I got too excited!!” He was beaming, far too excited for your dumb question and not at all concerned about his chaotic driving. 

“What the fuuck?!?! You’ got a soulmate-“

“No, dumbass!!” He whines like you just missed the best play in the whole game, too bad there aren’t instant replies for day to day conversations. “I have a bro who we’ve been trying to get laid.~” And now he makes the turn, good job buddy. 

“Okay, two stops from now you’re gonna turn left.” It is then that you realize the last part of what he just said. “Huh? Li-like frat bro?”

“Yeah, dude. He’s so pissy I don’t think his hand is doin’ it for him anymore.” The dude laughed at his own joke, elbowing you in the side. Normally you would have joined in and punched him but for some reason, your little fucked up heart started to warm up hearing about this cute frat boy.

“Ahhhh.” And then you laughed a little too late, his wingmanning ass didn’t notice.

“Yeah! And he says books are better than pussy so that’s how we know he’s becoming a lost cause. We’re placing our bets that he won’t get it on until he finds his soulmate.” 

“What a swee-eetheart.~” You hiccupped with dazed eyes and chapped smile. You had to admit, you were endeared. You never heard about a dorky, innocent fraternity boy before, and you never would have thought that it would appeal to you.

“Is it this one or the next one?” 

“This one. So whoo’z this friend of yours-“ Unfortunately you were caught off by a ringtone blasting at the fullest volume making your brain wail in pain, for the second fucking time this morning. 

He just snickers. “Sorry, gotta answer this… Yuh~?” You just huffed and closed your eyes, deflating a little bit. 

“Seungmin?!?”

For some unknown reason, that name made you jolt back up into your seat. ‘Seungmin’, why does that sound so familiar?! 

“Well, speak of the devil!!~” He got too excited and looked at you, and gives you an over-enthused wink. You’re assuming this is the frat bro. “Your car won’t start??~~” This dude, you still don’t quite remember the name of, was really playing this up. For possibly the same unknown reason, him talking to this dude has your full attention. Normally you’d eavesdrop half-heartedly but this time your whole heart started to beat a way it never has before, begging you to soak up as much of this half conversation as possible. 

“Of course I’ll drive my wittle brother!!~... -fuck off a few days totally does count!!- Whatever!! Anyway, fair warning, I became a fucking uber this morning, I’m driving this girl too so prepare yourself!!... Shhh, it’s not a joke! And she’s really hot; make sure your heart and dick are ready.” 

You were about to beat this dude before you vaguely heard the muffled voice on the other line chew him out for you. You couldn’t hold in your smile before you realized; even though you were abnormally giddy, now is not the goddamn time to meet this kid. You looked like you were run over by three different military-grade vehicles and you’re more than sure you had lipstick marks from last night smeared in various places all over you. But most importantly, you were in a limbo of drunk and hungover. You needed way more rest and sustenance before you should interact with anyone of importance. You opened your mouth to scream at him but you were cut off yet again. 

“...Yeah, yeah. Anyways, I’ll turn around now, just for you.~ I’m pretty sure we’re close to her dorm but who cares how late I’m gonna be for practice! I’m making shit happen! See ya in a sec, muah!” If you weren’t high key starting to panic, you would’ve laughed at this dude’s unending ridiculousness. There is no way in hell you’re gonna meet this familiar stranger‘s friend that he’s setting you up with at six fucking a.m. in a frankly disgusting state.

“Do not turn around or I swear to fucking Rupaul-“

“No can do, bro. Besides, you seemed interested in him so why not!?! Be grateful! I’m gonna have to run double the fuckin laps cuz a’ this.”

‘“Why not’?!! I just got outta’ a stranger’s bed and I’m still drunk and somehow hungover too and my dorm is just around the corner-“

“Listen; bros before hoes. Frat legacy.” And with that, he chuckled as he turned the car around for the second time today. You take back the gentleman comment you gave him earlier, he’s a pile shit. 

“I’m gonna fucking jump out of the car-“ you groaned with a bluff, tugging at your smeared face and he smugly locked the doors before you could finish. “Cmonnn!~ It’s too fucking early for this shit, man! Why didn’t I just keep walking or just stayed-“

“I'm doing you a favor!~”

“Dropping me off when and where I asked you to is doing me a favor! That’s literally why I’m in your messy ass car that smells like rancid fuckin’ cheesecake in the first place!!”

“Hey, now you’re just being mean!”

You groaned and glared out the window, opting to ignore him now. This argument had you sobering up. This just really wasn’t it. You resisted the urge to pull down the mirror and see how bad you really looked but, you would rather not know how bad it is. Knowing your past morning afters, you’ve looked a hell of a lot cuter every other time. 

It seems like you’re just gonna have to grin and bear it and let this one go. There’s plenty of bitches in the sea. Bitches that never made you heart skipped like this before- and without you even meeting them-

All you could think about how embarrassing and fucked up this whole thing he’s pulling is as you glare at the passing sidewalks and cars parked at the side of the roads. You wish the passing textured and crumbly neighborhood sidewalks could swallow you up. It’s not often that you felt so burdened at an awaiting social encounter these days. You hated this.

“And we’re here!!” He stops and proudly puts the car into park. “Okay, Siri, call ‘Noodle Bitchass’.” 

The fuck-

-“I’m sorry. I didn’t get that. Would you like me to search the web for ‘Nude space app’?”-

“Ughhhhh. Fuck you!! I said, ‘Call~ Nooo-DiLL BiiiiTCh AAAssss’~~!!!”

 -“Okay. Calling Noodle Bitchass nerd emoji, middle finger emoji in medium tan’.”- You were about to cry in shocked laughter but the guy answered too soon so you had to snort into your hand and curl in on yourself. 

“Yah!! Han Jisung!!” Holy mother almighty, his voice is pure sunshine and honey. Your body slowly uncurled back up on its own. Fuck, okay it’s on speaker. Shit, I can’t even breathe, can’t make a sound.

“We’re here, man.” 

“Hhhhh… she’s not still with you is she?” Is it possible to be attracted to a voice? I think I’m attracted to a voice. 

“Hell yeah, she is! Suck it up, bro. You’re already making me late and she’s fine~!!”

“Oh for fuck’s sake, Jisung-“ Oh, good lord. Him swearing really just--

“Get in or I’ll leave you here and set her up with Innie instead.” You just heard the guy sigh and the sound of a facepalm, you’re guessing, before the line went dead. And finally. You could finally howl with laughter, or perhaps it was more like manic screaming in infatuation.  

You have never, in all your years of living felt like this because of a person. Is this what it feels like to be whipped? Fuck, fuck, fuck- It’s like I’m at a concert- but not really and-

You were still in the thick of it when a door ripped open. When you reflexively looked over, all the air that was left in your lungs pathetically wheezed out of you like a sad balloon. 

Then the sensations all hit you.

Wow, okay the drunkenness and hangover is gone? I feel good? I feel alive, I feel the cool late autumn air? I feel feelings; feelings I’ve never felt before? You were light as a mother fuckin’ feather and astounded as all burning hell. You were openly experiencing so many intense emotions, something that hasn’t happened in so many years. 

At that moment your mouth and his gawk right open at the exact same time, not that the two of you noticed. Without any volition, your eyes immediately drown in the other. Okay, he’s actual artwork? He was dressed so cute like he was ready to take some cute aesthetic photos for a dumb little blog. Oh god, he smells like a cup of tea in the forest after it rained?! That’s so specific- but. He smells so lovely. 

His hair was pure angelic fluff and his skin was a light, silky caramel. You watched before your tired, dry eyes, the caramel in his cheeks rise into the purest shade of pink and his eyes widening into adorable little saucers. When they met yours, they were sparklier than any ring on any finger; you swear to god herself, you felt electricity crackle in your veins like wood to the fire.  Your eyes couldn’t pull away, you felt like a giddy little kid again. Whirling with excitement and curiosity as you looked at him all bundled up for the late fall weather. Your heart began to sing, sing triumphantly as if you broke some sort of curse- 

Curse?

Wait, hold up. 

Hold the fuck up. 

I think he’s my soulmate?! But I can’t possibly have one-

That’s when your entire body began to heat up in question. None of this made sense to you. 

How is this possible? How is this fucking possible?! The only thing your brain seems to produce in reaction is unending, spiraling questions. For each and every one of them, whether rhetorical or not, you didn’t have a sensical explanation or possible answer. This didn’t make any sense, it went against everything you ever knew to be true. 

You couldn’t have a soulmate, your maternal lineage fucked that up for you, it was what you were born into without a choice. A perpetual heartbreak, something that started out as merely coincidental to grow into a family burden that carried on precariously. How can it be that for generations, the youngest daughter in the family never got to meet their soulmate until now, until you? You were on the brink of a fucking existential crisis. 

Seungmin seemed shocked as well, though leagues and leagues below the ballgame you’re dealing with right now. He looked shocked; appearing delightfully surprised. Shocked as if he wasn’t expecting to be surprised with a present on a random and unimportant Wednesday, not shocked as if he just broke a generations-long family streak. 

Before you can continue these heavy ass thoughts, Jisung blasts out an interruption yet again.

“I CAN’T FUCKIN’ BELIEVE THIS!! I THOUGHT I WAS JUST HOOKING UP MY BOY AT ASS CRACK IN THE MORNING!! BUT NO!! I FUCKIN’ FOUND HIM HIS SOULMATE!! AND IT’S Y/N OUTTA ALL PEOPLE!! Y/N?!? SEUNGMIN?!? THE UNIVERSE REALLY PAIRED THESE PEOPLE TOGETHER?!? OUT OF-” 

“Jisung, shut the fuck up.” To your surprise, it was Seungmin who interrupts ‘Jisung’ and not you, as he gets the rest of the way into the messy car. His put-together ass looks completely out of place in this shitty car, it made you try to hold in a smile as closes the door with barely restrained enthusiasm. 

Before he turns back, you force yourself to face forward and try to calm the hell down and calmly reassess the situation. 

Alright... You met your not plausible-soulmate, out of all places in time and space, in the car of a kinda-stranger who offered you a ride home in the early-ass morning after getting laid at a sorority party. 

Okay. Great. This is great.

You cleared your throat and tried to remain cool. “O-okay, awesome. Where ar-are we heading to first?” Okay, that wasn’t entirely cool but maybe you can blame it on literally everything else wrong with you in this situation. 

“I don’t know, man. I deadass wanna just skip practice altogether and-” Jisung was interrupted by the sound of a camera’s shutter. You instinctively whip your head around towards the sound, only to be met with Seungmin camera-handed. He has the fucking nerve to take two more in the time it took for you to whip around. 

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?” Your voice ripped out of you, croaking out like an enraged toad. He then takes the final picture as you’re screeching at him. This just kept getting richer and richer. First, Jisung’s bullshit, then life-altering realizations that you broke some sort of generations long streak of not having a soulmate, and now your seemingly miraculous soulmate taking unexpected, embarrassing photographs of you in the worst state you’ve ever been in?

“Taking your picture.” He grinned with a shrug, no guilt or shame to be seen nor heard. You could not hold in squawks of disbelief. His pride and excitement seemed to only grow at your bewilderment, he had the nerve to do a precious ‘hehehe’, the kind that little kids do after they steal a cookie from the jar. 

“Give me that!” You sneer as you go to savagely rip it right out of his perfect hands. However, the two of you seemed to be matched in more ways than one; neither of you would budge, equally as strong as the other. 

“No way! You’ll delete them!!” 

“Yeah, exactly!! ‘No way in hell will I let you keep pictures of me like this!” 

“‘No fuckin’ way will I let you delete them!”

You gritted your teeth. “Then let me take pictures of you!!!” And then you can sneakily delete-

“Yeah and then you’ll delete yours.” How the fuck did he know-

“Seungmin, just give her the goddamn camera so I can drive and drop your hormonal asses off before coach murders me.” 

There was a raging fire in Seungmin’s eyes as he slowly and painfully let go of his forsaken camera so you could tentatively take it. Upon retrieving the camera your fingers accidentally grab unto Seungmin’s. Resulting in a little static shock zap, startling you and heating up your cheeks immediately with a jerk and a hiss. Seungmin reacted similarly, blinking like pink dust blew into his eyes to land on his cheeks. Your hand yanks it back towards you before you even realize it. Jisung was far too excited to watch this drama unfold right before his wide eyes. 

 If this was a normal day for you you’d jump to delete those humiliating pictures of yourself immediately, looking nothing short of the cheshire cat. But this was evidently not a normal day in any sense of the word, so, what you did was unlike you. You huffed out a breath to encourage yourself before slowly raising the camera to your dominant eye and focused the lense as best you could. 

At least I can photograph how irritatingly handsome he looks at this hour. 

You took the first picture, zooming in on his now grouchy, but still stupidly handsome face. Then you zoom out as far as possible, hoping to take in this entire scene in front of you, his angry posture in an adorably preppy outfit, this messy, disgusting car and how out of place he looks in it.

“Only two more.” Seungmin huffs with an eyeroll and by some divine power (perhaps the same divine power that made this odd miracle happen in the first place), you clicked fast enough to get some of that petty behavior visually documented. You pressed down twice, sadly that was your limit you agreed upon.

You didn’t even look at the pictures you took nor the ones Seungmin took so that you wouldn’t be tempted to delete them. It felt like you were committing a saintly act; as if simply taking his picture like you said you would, without deleting anything made you pure and free of sin. Perhaps this twisted reality of somehow defeating the ancestral odds had you feeling undeservingly self-righteous.

“You better not delete yours either.” You sneered once more, before jabbing the camera back into his sweatered chest. This time you were determined not to turn around again, you couldn’t risk him taking any more pictures. You also aren’t entirely sure you could handle seeing his stupid perfect face once more. This was an outrage and this was your way of protest. Also, an unspoken miracle, but enough of that.

You swiveled your head away from Jisung and Seungmin, fully leaning into the cool window and began to count the street lights and stop signs. As the grueling seconds ticked by the more concentrated you tried to be. Soon enough the concentration turned sleepy and before you knew it, you were knocked out. All your adrenaline fueled energy depleted.

All through your protest-turned-snooze, Seungmin couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you. He couldn’t help but find it endearing how you could be an absolute riot only to pass out three minutes later. It hurt how cute he found you, no matter how scandalous you seem to be. You seemed so genuinely shocked, it made him want to cry. And he’s also fairly certain that this isn’t new to you, you not only partied all night and regularly. And judging from the markings on your skin, you might’ve done a little bit more than party last night. In fact, it might’ve even enticed him, might’ve gotten him a little hot under the collar. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that he already whipped and he hasn’t even caught your name.

[jikook-love]

tricks and treats

a sequel to this prompt given to me two years ago(?) by @softnspicytofu​

“PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!” 

The blonde boy screamed in a terrified yet somehow beautifully melodic cry as he curled up against the wall, cowering in defense from the tall, grosteque-looking man brandishing a bloody chainsaw.

Jungkook gulped, as he saw those defenseless curled up limbs, those quivering plump and pink lips, and especially those desperate, pretty, half-lidded and teary eyes, he felt his heart do a twisted lurch as something strange was awoken inside of himself.

In a burst of spontaneity, Jungkook ripped off his mask and tossed his chainsaw aside as he scooped the boy into arms:

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you,” Jungkook’s voice was soft, charming and convincing. “We’ll get through this together. I promise.”

🎃🎃🎃

The seemingly tormented memories ran through the mind of Jeon Jungkook. 

“I still remember it so clearly,” Jungkook’s voice was barely more than a whisper, as it echoed throughout the room. “The beautiful golden of his hair even though he was traumatized. The relieved glow in his beautiful eyes when I revealed my true identity to him. The way he clung to me even though we were forbidden to touch. The feeling still lingers, the soft pads of his fingers through the thick cloth on my arm. How I wish I could just see him one more time and tell I l--”

“Oh my god, Jungkook, shut the fuck up.”

Jeon Jungkook promptly received a clown mask in the face, courtesy of Kim Taehyung who was still decked out in his horrendous gargoyle costume. 

“Dude, what the hell?” Jungkook scowled, promptly chucking back the clown mask at full speed, which Taehyung somehow managed to dodge with a yelp.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, no fighting now,” Kim Namjoon warned as he walked in, wiping off his bloody makeup at the same time. “What were you even thinking Jungkook? Dragging a crying visitor all the way through and beating up everything in sight to ‘protect’ him. You’re lucky you’re not fired anymore thanks to my persuasion.”

“Wait, I was fired?” Jungkook asked in disbelief. 

“Oh yeah, they’re totally gonna let you get away with destroying half the maze. And their most handsome worker,” Taehyung grumbled nonchalantly as he rubbed his sore legs in the corner.

“Yeah that’s what I thought!” 

“It’s called sarcasm, dumbass. Not only did you break character--you broke everything else in the freaking maze. Including me.”

“But how am I gonna see him again?” Jungkook moped to himself.

“That’s what you’re most worried about?” Namjoon asked incredulously. 

Jungkook stood up and walked over to Namjoon with misguided purpose in his steps. 

“Kim Namjoon-ah,” Jungkook sighed heavily, his tone and face belonging to that of a man in his middle life crisis. He placed his hand on Namjoon’s shoulder, eyebrows scrunching up even more. “What does money matter anymore when you’ve just met the love of his life?”

Namjoon’s mouth fell open. “Met him?” he asked. “You scared the shit out of him and made him cry and beg for his life.”

“After which I became his hero though,” Jungkook grinned pridefully. “You should have seen the tearful look in his eyes when he thanked me before disappearing into the crowd.”

“Pretty sure there were tears in his eyes because he was still half-scared of you,” Taehyung said pointedly, rubbing the sore spot on his leg where Jungkook had mercilessly kicked him earlier.

Jungkook shot a glare at him before turning back to Namjoon. 

“Hyung, you have to help me!” Jungkook cried.

“Help you do what?” Namjoon retorted.

“Help me find him again!” Jungkook spurted as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“How the hell am I supposed to do that?” Namjoon sighed apathetically. “You think this is some sort of Cinderella story? Plus, how do you know he’ll even like you back?”

Jungkook paused for a moment. “I know. He has to.”

Both Namjoon and Taehyung face-palmed at once.

“You know what listen, why don’t you just wait for Hallowe’en again next year?” Namjoon suggested. “On the basis that you’re rehired and it’s really fate and everything, he might come back and you might see him again.”

“You want me to wait a whole year to make sweet tender love to the most beautiful person I’ve seen in my life,” Jungkook said flatly with the most sarcastic expression yet. 

Namjoon threw up his hands in defeat. “What do you want me to do? He’s one in like hundreds of customers we get per year. You didn’t even get his name! Even if I got into the customer database we can’t track down anything because we don’t know anything about him!”

“False. I know he’s an angel.”

“What is wrong with you?”

“Dude chill,” Taehyung spoke up suddenly, patting Namjoon on his arm to calm him down. “The boy’s got a little crush. Cut him some slack.”

“Fine, whatever,” Namjoon said. “But I can’t help you. Now get your shit together. Hallowe’en’s tomorrow so it’s our last day. You better be extra scary for the mess you caused. Half our electric monsters are out.”

Taehyung patted Jungkook several times on the back. “Stop sulking buddy, things will work themselves out.”

🎃🎃🎃

Though he promised nothing, Jeon Jungkook was especially vengeful on his last day of work for reasons only he and his pals knew. Every time anyone came in, he cranked his chainsaw up to max and ran at them with full speed, sometimes chasing them all the way to the end of the maze without letting them catch a breath. Indeed, he was salty, and somehow he was also immature enough to take it all out on the poor visitors. 

“Is anyone gonna stop him?” Taehyung sighed about halfway through the day.

“Don’t look at me,” Hoseok replied, still in his bloody doctor outfit from yesterday. “I can barely even stand to be in the place I just need the money.”

“Boo.”

“You stop that.”

At long last, the night was finished, and the Haunted House closed down for the season. Finally finished, an exhausted Jungkook left his post and exited alone out the back, pulling off his mask for a breath of air. He didn’t even fully understand why he felt so down. He didn’t even know what he was expecting. 

It’s really quiet out here. For the first time, Jungkook breathed in the crisp Hallowe’en air. Certainly, it was very cold. Very eerie. 

Suddenly, he felt a pair of hands creep up around his waist. 

“AHHHH!”

In retaliation, Jungkook whirled around and tripped over his own feet, falling flat on his ass. In a blur, all he saw was white in front from him.

Oh shit. It’s a ghost.

Desperately, he tried to crawl away, but the ghost was quick to get on top of him, holding him down.

I’m dead. I’m so very dead.

He thrashed around for a bit longer, much to no avail. 

Suddenly, his eyes widened as he saw who it was in front of him.

“A-angel?”

The boy, still as blonde and beautiful as yesterday, laughed softly. Today, he was dressed in all white, which made it easier to misinterpret...on both instances.

“My name is Jimin,” he said gently, carefully. Jungkook didn’t want to move, almost as if Jimin would fade away like a dream if he did. “I just wanted thank you for trying to help me yesterday.”

Jungkook’s mind was a mess, not sure whether to be mad for getting the living lights scared out of him or grateful that his literal angel had literally returned. 

“Did you have to scare me like that?” Jungkook opted for. 

Jimin pouted (and it was one of the cutest things Jungkook had ever seen in his life). “You’re one to talk. You literally had me on the floor yesterday. You still haven’t told me your name by the way.”

“It’s Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook.” Jungkook gulped. He didn’t know why he was so nervous all of a sudden. He had been so confident on making sure Jimin would fall for him as well but now his mind was a complete and utter mess. 

Slowly, Jimin crawled off of him, as Jungkook got to his feet on his own.

“Don’t you have something to ask me, Mr. Jeon Jungkook?” Jimin said suddenly, shuffling closer to Jungkook in the most endearing way. 

“Um...well...I’m not sure...I...” Jungkook started, but was cut off by Jimin.

“It’s Hallowe’en after all,” Jimin said. “I think there’s only one proper thing to say.”

Jungkook’s mind was cloudy enough as it was, so he wasn’t exactly sure what Jimin was trying to get at. It was only at that moment that he noticed Jimin unwrapping a sucking candy in his hand. He watched as Jimin popped the candy into his own mouth with a smile.

“Trick or treat?” Jungkook said spontaneously.

It all happened in a blur.

As Jungkook’s mind was still in a daze, Jimin was gone. His entire body had gone stiff from the sensation. Without even realizing, Jungkook was sucking on the candy that had ended up in his mouth, as he glanced down to the wrapper that Jimin managed to shove into his hand before he left. Squinting, he saw a bright red phone number scrawled on it.

Still sucking on his candy, his eyes still half lidded, Jungkook uttered the only thing he could manage:

“Goddamn...best Hallowe’en ever.”

🎃🎃🎃

“By the way,” Hoseok said to Taehyung as they walked home together. “When are you gonna tell Jungkook that Jimin is literally your friend from childhood? And that you were the one who invited him in the first place?”

Taehyung shrugged, as he pulled the lollipop out of his mouth. “Probably never. He kicked me way too many times when he was trying to ‘protect’ Jimin. I did enough for that boy. They’ll probably find out eventually anyway.”

Hoseok smirked. “Fair enough. Happy Hallowe’en bro.”

“Happy Hallowe’en to you too.”

-

THE END. 

just a quick little Hallowe’en story because I really liked that prompt and wanted to do something for it....now’s the time XD that’s the only thing i ever use the hallowe’en aesthetic for--fic writing LMAO. i get scared too easily so everything else is a no no lol. i’ll take suggestions for the future, maybe involving some costumes ;)

tbh, I was gunna put a warning for overdramatic jungkook but realized it’s not even far from the truth anymore so I was like whatever. also, with the way jeon is nowadays, i’m sure even if they never crossed paths and jungkook happened to see jimin someone, he would probably be /this/ extra. 

happy hallow’s eves friends~ 

and go rewatch that run bts ep

[trblhalfmoon]

Trick or Treat

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Summary: You run into an old friend in the least likely way you’d expect.

A/N: This was supposed to be a fic I was trying to put out before Halloween but I procrastinated so hard and now it’s coming out a few weeks before christmas lmao regardless, it’s a Dean fic and we all know the world needs more of those lol im not entirely satisfied with the way it came out but i really just wanted to get it out there, so hope you all enjoy!

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You return home from a grueling trip to the local mart with a bag full of mini sized chocolate bars. Your roommate, Kim Taehyung, glances up from where he’s sprawled on the couch and immediately gets up to steal the bag, ripping one open and popping a snickers into his mouth.

“What took you so long?” he asks, mouth full of chocolate.

“I told you to stop talking with your mouth full,” you remove your jacket as you catch him rolling his eyes. “And save those for the trick or treaters!”

You snatch the bag back from him and pour it into an empty bowl by the door. “You’re the one who insisted we needed candy for tonight,” you swat away his hand as he attempts to reach for another piece. “I never would have thought Halloween to be a big deal around here if you hadn’t said anything.”

“Yep,” he heads back to the couch. “Whoever said it was a dying holiday has never lived around these parts.”

It’s true, for the most part your parent’s neighborhood was full of grown-up kids too occupied with parties and functions to be wrapped up in the act of going door to door for free candy. It’s only been a few months since you’ve moved into your new apartment, but you’ve yet to meet any of your neighbors and you can’t deny your curiosity.

“Anyway, check out the list of movies I’ve chosen,” your roommate waves his phone in the air calling you over.

“Tae,” you give him a look after reading the first couple titles, “these are all horror movies.”

He scoffs as if it should be obvious. “Duh, it’s Halloween.”

You raise a brow, “Are you sure you’re down? You’re not exactly…”

“Not exactly what?” He asks, full attention now on you.

“You’re a big softie,” you return his phone, retreating into the kitchen to make some popcorn before he can launch a pillow at you. You can’t help but laugh as he loudly protests from the couch.

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“Ahhhh!”

You drop a handful of popcorn in reflex to your roommate’s shrill scream, ready to berate him before he bursts out laughing.

“Taehyung, do you have to yell every time the doorbell rings?” you roll your eyes.

He shoots you a pointed look but you only throw a piece of popcorn at him. “What do you expect, it’s a horror movie!”

You shake your head in response, “Go get that, it’s your turn.”

He reluctantly gets up from the couch as you pause the movie and scroll on your phone. You can hear yelling coming from outside and a lot of laughter, but you think nothing of it until it takes him seconds too long to return.

You peek down the hallway to see him standing at the door, hands on his hips and irritation in his voice. “Yah, aren’t you too old to be trick or treating?”

“Come on bro, hook us up!” an unfamiliar male’s voice sings from the other side of the entrance.

You decide to round the corner and poke your head out from behind your roommate, curious to catch a glimpse of the cause of trouble.

“No way! Sup, dude!”

Taehyung looks between you and the trick or treater, his friend’s arm slung around his neck as he supports the majority of his weight.

“Dean? I didn’t know you live around here,” you exclaim.

You give him a once over; he looks just as good as ever.

“Not me, I’m here with this loser,” he motions to his friend whose arm is slung around his shoulder.

“HI! I’m Zico!” the other male greets a little too loudly and clearly drunk.

“You deal with them,” Taehyung turns away already disinterested. “I’m going back to the movie.”

“Sorry about him,” you offer once he’s out of earshot, not quite sure what you’re apologizing for.

“You better be, he won’t give us candy!” Zico slurs angrily.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you apologize again while reaching for the bowl behind the door.

“Don’t be,” Dean laughs as you hand them fist fulls of candy. “We actually already got some, Zico just wanted more.”

Zico leans forward to stroke your chin before parading off in a loud commotion. “Thanks for the hook up, baby girl!”

Dean shakes his head and laughs and you take this quick moment to study him. His cheeks are a rosy pink, eyes squinting with excitement as he calls after his friend. You can tell he’s buzzed too, but the thing that catches your attention is what you remember the most.

He smells exactly as you remembered. An intoxicatingly sweet and forbidden smell that used to make your head spin. It’s mixed with traces of alcohol and cigarettes, but you don’t miss it as he lingers at your front door.

“Well, it was nice seeing you,” you smile at him while reaching for the door.

“Wait,” he calls out, giving you his crinkly-eyed smile you remember so well. “Zico’s place is a couple complexes down. There’s a party going on right now if you’re interested.”

“Oh, I don’t know... I’m marathoning horror movies with my roommate,” you hesitate, very much wanting to say yes.

Dean only smiles back. “Apartment 130 if you change your mind.”

Just like that he’s gone, chasing after his friend who you can hear laughing the next complex over. You sigh, closing the door to return to Taehyung who you find peeking around the corner having watched the whole exchange.

“So?” he asks curiously, eyes following you back to your seat on the couch.

“So?” you thoughtlessly return his question as you reach for the remote.

“Are you serious?” he laughs, jumping over the backrest  to snatch the remote from your hand. “The sexual tension was so palpable I could feel it down the hallway.”

You take a moment to check if he’s being serious. “You are crazy.”

“What’s so crazy about it? You two obviously have history.”

“We used to work together a couple years ago.”

“That’s it?”

You pause before you answer. Taehyung takes your hesitation as a sign and scoots closer to you on the couch. The tv screen is still frozen, movie long forgotten from Dean’s unexpected reappearance after all these years.

“We were coworkers at an old lab I used to work for. We weren’t really close, maybe you could consider us friends...but that’s really only because I saw him everyday at work.”

“So you guys were never a thing?” Taehyung seems determined to fish for more info.

“No,” you respond with an eye roll having to answer the same question for the third time. “We were both in relationships. Besides, all the girls at work would fight for his attention. I didn’t want any part in that.”

“But there was obviously something there,” he offers. “Take it as you want, but I’m an outsider looking in. So if someone like me can see that, then obviously you can’t because you’re biased.”

You take a second to process his words but it’s no use. “I don’t know, Taehyung.”

“Do you like him?”

His question throws you off guard. “I mean, he’s cool and everything.”

Now it’s Taehyung’s turn to roll his eyes. “That’s not what I mean.”

“I don’t know. I remember feeling...guilty all the time after working with him. Don’t take it the wrong way, nothing ever happened! I’m just not sure what it was about him back then,” you quickly add after Taehyung gives you an accusing look.

“It sounds like a mini crush or something,” he offers. “But you were obviously conflicted because you were both in relationships.”

“I don’t even want to call it that,” you close your eyes remembering the guilt.

“What was it about him?” your roommate gets comfortable on the couch crossing his feet into your lap as he leans against the armrest.

“I don’t know...he smelled good.”

Taehyung bursts out laughing, “Seriously?”

“Shut up,” you defend yourself while throwing a pillow aimed for his face to which he clumsily dodges. “It was so...intoxicating.”

“Well i’m sure there’s more,” Taehyung prods you through fits of laughter.

“He’s funny, nice, and he was really...flirty,” you add remembering all the times you attempted to flirt back; memories you have trained yourself to suppress.

“Even though he had a girlfriend at the time?” Taehyung asks to which you nod. “Did he ever talk about her?”

You think for a moment, “Now that you mention it...no, I don’t think I’ve ever heard from his mouth that he had one. But all the girls would always talk about her.”

Taehyung cocks a brow and smiles something sinister. “Sounds like a fuck boy.”

You uneasily return his smile. That was the talk of all the girls back then; Dean seemed to always love the attention he got from everyone. Almost as if he knew exactly what he was doing. Were you just one of the many victims stupid enough to fall for it?

You’ve always wanted to say you weren’t, that his charisma and charm had no effect on you, but you know that’s a lie. Even though nothing had ever happened between you two, you know being around him had messed with your mind, whether you knew the reason or not. Feeling excited whenever you saw your names together on the schedule, disappointment when he called out sick or didn’t show up to work…

“So are you gonna go?” Taehyung asks, pulling you from your thoughts.

“No way,” you wave him off. “I already told him I had plans.”

Your roommate snorts, “We can do this anytime. Don’t worry about me, I won’t be offended if you ditch me for Dean.”

The thought of going to the party alone only knowing one person there is enough to refuse the offer. Your roommate watches you closely from across the couch.

“Will you come with me?”

“I thought you’d never ask,” the male literally bounces from his seat. “Let’s ditch these movies and go have fun!”

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You knew this was a bad idea from the start. Already an hour into the party and Taehyung seems to have wandered off in a claim to grab you both drinks. Knowing the social butterfly that he is, he’s probably already befriended half of the people here.

You’ve never been to a halloween party before, so you weren’t entirely sure what to expect. Taehyung assured you that everyone dresses up for these things, but you feel slightly out of place in your red suspenders and blue shorts. You’ve long ditched your pokeball and squirtle plushie, hiding it in your bag in an attempt to look more dressed down. Taehyung had come as a ninja, but even then, his all black attire could easily pass as a normal outfit.

“Misty! Where’s your Ash?” someone slurs at you from behind.

You’re making your way outside to the back when you’re stopped in the kitchen by someone you don’t know. Unsure of what to say, you offer a nervous laugh and drop your gaze to your new acquaintance.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before,” a cute, petite brunette peers at you through round spectacles.

She’s wearing a black robe with Gryffindor’s emblem patched onto the right side with a matching red and gold tie. She’s mastered the messy-bun, loose strands of hair falling along her forehead and dancing along her neatly kept eyebrows right above her fake glasses. You notice her cheeks a burning red and a huge smile on her face; she’s clearly drunk.

“Nice costume,” you try to deflect, feeling a slimmer of hope when her eyes grow wide in appreciation.

“Thanks! I’m Brooke, who are you?”

“______,” you extend your hand to which she takes too long to return the gesture, eventually giving you a weak, sloppy shake.

“I’m looking for…” she furrows her brow, the struggle on her face evident as she tries to remember the person of interest.

“Hey, you made it!”

Another person in similar garment as Brooke comes beside you with a big grin on his face. He studies your costume, eyebrows raised, and it takes everything in you not to squirm under his gaze.

“Hi Dean,” you reply meekly, surprised by his again sudden reappearance.

He takes a quick glance at Brooke before addressing you and turning on his heel towards the backdoor, “This calls for a beer!”

You briefly catch a glimpse of the patch on the front of his robe, Slytherin, different than it’s Gryffindor counterpart but still similar enough to imply that the two are -

“Dean, wait!” Brooke calls after him,  scuttling around you without a second thought and leaving you standing in the middle of the kitchen alone.

“This was stupid,” you mutter to yourself as you make your way back into the living room to find Taehyung.

You spot the blonde headed boy, much too comfortable on the couch with an unknown redhead sitting on his lap. Leave it up to Taehyung to seduce a random stranger. He’s whispering something in her ear, but you have no shame to intrude as you stand directly before them, eyes trained on him.

The female is quick to display her annoyance with your intrusion, eyeing you up and down before Taehyung finally gives you his attention. He grabs her waist when she makes the motions to leave and you catch him whispering, “It’s okay, that’s just my friend.”

“Tae, we need to go,” you roll your eyes at his demoting comment. “This was a terrible idea.”

“I don’t think so,” he turns his attention back to the girl, giving her ass a playful squeeze as she giggles in response.

“Taehyung,” you try for his attention one more time, adding urgency to your voice.

“Have you seen Dean yet?” Taehyung asks, distracted as he nips at the female’s jawline.

“You know Dean?” the red-headed female pipes up. “If you’re looking for him, he’s most likely with Brooke. They’ve been fighting all night.”

This snaps Taehyung out of his spell as he finally gives you his full attention. You try to hide the hurt look on your face but it’s too late and he’s seen it seconds before you replace it with a smile.

“Thanks, but i’m not looking for him. I’m going to head out now,” you respond to no one in particular.

You make it halfway to the door before someone grabs your wrist and spins you around. Your blond headed roommate stares back at you, sympathy in his eyes as he grips you.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have insisted we come,” he entwines his fingers around yours in apology.

You look down at your joined hands and back at the redhead on the couch whose mouth is agape with shock. To anyone else Taehyung’s actions would be suggestive, but this is normal of your friendship. You’ve both always been comfortable in your skinship knowing it’s entirely platonic.

“It’s okay,” you try to supress your disappointment, unable to get the image of Brooke and Dean’s matching robes out of your head. “It’s not like we could have known.”

“Let’s get out of here, yeah?” Taehyung soothes the back of your hand with strokes of his thumb.

“You don’t have to leave because of me, Tae. I shouldn’t have interrupted you,” you glance back at the couch with a pang of guilt.

“I came along because of you, dummy,” he bumps his forehead against yours. “Besides, she wasn’t that great of a kisser anyway.”

You stifle a laugh as you watch the red-head stomp out of the room. Hands still entwined, the two of you make your way towards the exit with you leading the way, almost making it out the door only to run right into Dean’s chest.

“Ow,” you rub your forehead before you can process what happened.

“Leaving already?” Dean smiles apologetically, two beers in hand and Brooke nowhere in sight.

Taehyung reflexively moves in front of you as if to push past him. “Yep, thanks for the invite,” he greets hum curtly.

Dean stares down at your hands and raises his eyebrows. His smile diminishes slightly but he continues to block the exit. “Not without a drink first,” he insists.

You hesitate, unsure whether to take the offer but Taehyung decides for you. He pushes past Dean and drags you alongside him with a quick, “No thanks, we have to get going.”

Your shoulder brushes against Dean and you freeze. You’re overcome with his presence again, inhaling that sweet, mysterious scent you’ve grown so fond of and quickly inebriating yourself. Taehyung senses your hesitation and tries to pull on your arm again, but it’s too late.

“Actually Tae, go ahead...I think i’m gonna stay a bit longer,” you stare at Dean before you have a chance to really think about what you’re doing.

Dean’s smile returns full scale while Taehyung gapes at you in disbelief. “A-are you sure?” he tugs you closer to whisper, knowing just as well as you that this is a bad idea.

“Yeah, maybe just an hour or something,” you’ve already let go of his hand at this point.

Your roommate knows it’s pointless to talk you out of it; you’ve already made up your mind but he lingers, clearly conflicted about your decision.

“Be careful,” he whispers one more time before turning to leave.

Dean doesn’t waste another minute as he hands you the beer, clinking his bottle against it in a silent cheer. You take a gulp as you watch him take several swigs from his bottle; watching his adam’s apple bob up and down at the motion, following the trail of the tattoo on his neck to his jawline and moving further to his lips that are wrapped tightly around the bottle…

You suddenly feel dizzy and try to distract yourself with more gulps of your beer. You have to avert your gaze somewhere else when you’re unable to get the inappropriate thoughts out of your head.

“So whatcha been up to?” Dean asks as he chucks his empty bottle into a nearby trash can.

“Not much really, just taking some time off work,” you tuck a loose strand behind your ear. “How bout you?”

“Same. I’ve been keeping myself busy though,” he’s all smiles. Just like you remember.

A few moments of silence pass and you shift on your feet uncomfortably. It’s been so long, you’re not sure what to talk about, so you try your luck with small talk.

“So, Slytherin?” you motion at the green patch stitched onto his robe. Unlike Brooke, he is sans a tie, wearing only a black t-shirt with black fitted jeans.

“Yup,” is his only response. You deflate a little; you were hoping to get more out of him about his matching outfit. “So, Misty?”

To be honest, this was the only thing you could throw together in the short amount of time you had to prepare. But you don’t want to tell him that.

“Just cause,” you shrug, trying to sound cooler than you actually feel. You take a swig of your beer.

“I don’t remember Misty looking so cute,” he adds nonchalantly.

You almost choke. As he keeps his smiling gaze on you, you have to remind yourself that he’s always been this way. Nothing has changed; he’s still the same, overconfident flirt that you remember.

“You’re the same as ever,” you laugh in an attempt to lighten the mood, but he doesn’t respond. He only continues to look at you with the same smile plastered on his face. You avert your gaze and can’t help but to curse yourself...especially over the fact that he still has such a dramatic effect on you.

Dean’s phone buzzes and he quickly checks his screen. You note the way his smile fades for half a second before he flashes another one at you that doesn’t quite touch his eyes.

“How bout we ditch this party?”

“Wait, what?” you nervously play with your suspenders.

“Yeah?” he cocks his eyebrow again as if asking for the second time.

“Um, sure,” you can feel yourself losing your confidence as Taehyung’s words ring in your ears...be careful…

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“And then she just asked me out for lunch out of nowhere,” Dean laughs as he recounts a story from your time at the lab together.

He takes a puff from his cigarette, his third one since you both left the party and ended up in an empty lot by the pier. It was a quick twenty minute drive back to your hometown, by the river trail near your old lab. It’s almost fitting that this is the place you would both end up for the night.

“So what happened after?” you turn away as he blows another puff; you were never fond of the cigarettes.  

“Well I went and it was chill, but we both ended up coming in late that day,” he flicks the cigarette stub to the ground and you watch the dying embers glow against the darkness.

You smile faintly at the memory. There was a lot of disappointment that day when you saw the two of them walking in together an hour past their shift time.

“It was fun and everything, but Emily isn’t my type,” he adds as if reading your mind.

“Oh? You have a type?” you scoot your knees closer to your chest as you re-adjust yourself away from the cold.

Dean has the trunk of his car popped open and the two of you share the space in the back as you catch up in the dark.

“Don’t you?” he responds with a laugh. “Everyone has a type.”

You think back to your exes, most of them from high school or having met through mutual friends, but you can’t seem to find any underlying trait that would indicate a preferred type.

“I have a thing for bad boys,” you joke, almost making it through the statement before laughing.

“Oh yeah?” Dean’s brows perk.

But you wave him off, not wanting it to escalate in a direction you’re not prepared for, “So what’s your type?”

He answers immediately, “Fun, doesn’t take everything so seriously, down for anything.”

“Down for anything?” you ask curiously, unable to stop yourself from thinking about Brooke.

“Yup,” Dean responds after a short pause from digging through his pocket, “Wanna blow?”

“Excuse me?” you turn to look at him, clearly caught off guard.

He waves a small, glass pipe in front of you and a modest bag of shredded weed.

Your mouth forms an “O” in understanding and Dean raises his brows, “What did you think I meant?”

“Don’t worry about it,” you laugh while taking the pipe and examining it in your hands.

“You down?” he tries again.

“I’ve...never done it before actually.”

“Swear?” your answer seems to shock him.

“Why does that surprise you?” you shift again, crossing your legs to get a better view as he takes the pipe back to begin his work.

He only chuckles and shakes his head as he packs the substance into the small bowl, pushing it down lightly with his thumb before reaching once more into his pocket to pull out a lighter. He offers it to you and you take it without another thought as he instructs on what to do next.

“Cover that small hole on the side with your finger and inhale as I light it.”

You nod, doing what he says as you wrap your lips around the top, covering the hole by the side of the bowl with your thumb. He takes a moment to stare at you like this, before quickly snapping out of it and flicking his thumb against the lighter.

A couple sparks shoot out, but you can see small, glowing embers as you remember to inhale. You take a long drag, not sure what is effective before having to turn away to cough out a fit of smoke.

“Slow down,” Dean laughs as he takes the pipe from your hands. “You don’t have to take such big hits. Take it easy since it’s your first time.”

He takes his own hit, effortlessly blowing out smoke in neatly packed circles.

“Woah, how are you doing that?” you ask between coughs. The smoke burns your throat, but coughing only seems to irritate it more.

“It’s gonna be a long way till you’re able to do that,” he responds after taking another hit.

You watch closely as he shapes his lips into a tight ring, but shy away when he blows another circle into your face.

“Show off,” you mutter as you take the bowl back. “Let me try again.”

He lights the bowl for you as you focus this time on not inhaling as hard, and you blow out quickly, forming the same ring with your lips. To no surprise, no circles come out.

Dean laughs hysterically at your attempt to imitate him and you swat his arm as you join him. Despite the lingering irritation in your throat, you feel slightly lax, not worrying as much about saying something stupid or looking dumb in front of him.

The both of you sit there in comfortable silence, enjoying each other’s presence. He leans back, resting against the back seats, and in the process his shoulder brushes against yours and he keeps it there. The contact doesn’t seem to bother him though as he closes his eyes in the pure bliss of his high.

You, on the other hand, are a mess. Unsure if it’s the the effect of the drug, your heart and thoughts are racing. You’ve never made physical contact before. During your time working together in the lab, he’s always kept a big enough distance between you two, but this is really the first time you’ve had direct contact.

In a panic, you take the pipe from him and take a few small puffs to wisp away any unpleasant (or pleasant) thoughts from your mind.

Dean watches you in silence for a few moments before speaking, and you almost jump out of your skin. His voice sounds much more deeper and raspier than what you’re used to.

“Wanna try something?”

“Sure,” you’re surprised at how different your own voice sounds.

“Ever heard of shotgunning?”

“I...well...yeah,” you can feel the panic returning and rising in your chest.

But before you have a chance to backpedal, Dean brings the pipe to his lips and inhales, leaning in closer until he’s inches from your face. He looks at you expectantly but you can only stare back, wide eyed and unsure if you can handle this.

The male quickly turns away and blows out a trail of smoke, clearing his throat with a cough from having held it in for too long.

“S-sorry,” you mutter, grateful that it’s too dark for him to see your pink cheeks.

He only shakes his head and chuckles, “We can try again.”

This time, he waits for your response. You want this. You can feel it through your body; every part of you is screaming for it, already drowning in his smell, his voice, his presence. Without another moment of hesitation, you slowly nod.

With another inhale, Dean leans in and you close the gap, closing your eyes as you anticipate physical contact. His lips are warm and you only have a few seconds to properly feel him before he’s blowing smoke into your mouth.

It feels like he backs away faster than you can process and it takes everything in you not to chase after him. You turn away slightly, slowly exhaling as Dean watches you through hooded lids. You’re dying to know what’s going on in his mind right now.

Electric sparks shoot through your body as you stare back. There’s definitely no going back.

“Why-”

Dean’s ringtone cuts you off. It takes him a second too long to realize it’s his, but he fishes for his phone and stares at the screen for a good minute, allowing the call to ring out. You watch as he turns it off and flings it into the back seat, only to return back to his original position, leaning against the backseats and closing his eyes.

It takes a lot out of you to keep from staring at him; you should probably have noticed the signs - he’s been dodging any contact on his phone for the whole night but you’re much too high to process any of it. You try to shift from your seat to make yourself more comfortable but panic when your body feels too heavy to move.

“I feel really weird,” you blink rapidly as if trying to snap out of it.

Dean partly opens his eyes to study you before offering a nonchalant, “ You’re high, relax and enjoy it.”

“Are you supposed to feel so disoriented?” you plop your head back against the back seats beside him, not realizing when you fall slightly against his chest. But he doesn’t seem to mind.

Laying back like this, you feel lighter and lighter as each minute passes. All your worries and thoughts begin to dissipate and for once in a long time, your mind is completely empty. You close your eyes, enjoying the motion of the rise and fall of Dean’s chest and don’t even notice that he’s gotten completely quiet. You slip off into light slumber, comforted by the warmth of your newfound companion.

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You have no idea what time it is when you wake. Despite the chilled night air, you are surprisingly warm and it takes you a minute to realize where you are once you open your eyes.

“Sup,” Dean smiles in amusement as you come to your senses.

The drugs are now only slightly present but have left behind a hazy fog in your head. You’re lying in the passenger’s seat, the chair fully reclined while Dean sits in the back, looking up from his phone as you try to rise.

“Oh fuck, I’m so sorry,” you try to move but he only shakes his head and laughs as you collapse again from the sudden weight of your body.

“Why do I feel so heavy?” you groan.

“Probably the weed,” he watches you in amusement as you open and close your hands in an attempt to take control back.

“How’re you feeling?” your voice sounds strained.

“I feel great,” Dean sighs with a smile. “Crazy night, huh?”

You’re not quite sure what to make of the situation. Dean is staring at you but you’re too embarrassed to make eye contact, all the while your body too stiff and heavy to comfortably move.

“How long until this wears off, anyway?” you roll over onto your stomach, feeling self conscious when he doesn’t break eye contact.

“Depends on the person. You alright?” he asks as you hear him shifting in the backseat.

“I think so, just a little heav-”

You freeze. Dean’s reaches over and gently threads a hand through your hair, combing through your strands in one, slow stroke.

“D-Dean?”

“Just relax.”

You do anything but that. This is the second time you’ve made physical contact with him and you almost want to kick yourself for how tripped up you are over that fact. You can only hope he can’t tell how much this affects you.

His strokes become slower and you have to keep yourself from moving when you realize he’s gently grabbing fistfuls of your hair and slightly tugging the strands. You can’t decide if it’s all in your head whether or not his movements are growing more sensual, so you instead focus on how good it feels.

After a few moments, his palm comes in contact with your neck and he smooths down your skin with slight pressure. A few moments of this motion and you can feel yourself relaxing, the tension in your limbs coming undone as you feel yourself turning to putty.

“Feel good?” You can’t see him, but you can tell he has a smirk on his face.

“Mm,” is all you manage to get out.

You hear him chuckling to himself as he shifts again in the back seat to move closer to you. His hand travels slowly down from your neck to your upper back, moving further down your spine before returning back up to repeat the motion.

“I’ve had to coax many people back to sober after their first high,” Dean laughs more to himself.

“Did they all get a killer massage too?”

“Only the ones I’ve liked,” he quips back.

You take this moment to look up and find him staring at you, a blank expression on his face.

“Dean…?” your stomach churns when he doesn’t respond for a few moments.

He reaches forward with the same expression and wraps his hand behind your neck.

“Dean, wait-”

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a very long time.”

He pulls you closer, stopping until your faces are inches apart, and looks into your eyes with silent permission.

“Will you let me?” he whispers when you don’t respond right away.

You dare to meet his gaze and give him a small nod. Then, as if afraid you’ll change your mind, he quickly closes the gap.

If you’re being completely honest with yourself, you’ve imagined this scene many times in the past. Never in your wildest thoughts would you expect it to ever happen, and in his car nonetheless.

He kisses you gently, his hand holding on to your neck lightly as if to keep you from leaving. All the while, you try to bring yourself back down to earth.

You are kissing Dean.

Despite all the times you’ve imagine this, it feels wrong. Brooke’s face surfaces in your mind and you freeze, pulling back before you realize it.

He doesn’t say anything, only offering you that same blank expression. You’re a little disappointed he doesn’t seem to be under the same spell you are from having just kissed; you are sure your cheeks are bright red.

“Dean I...” you hesitate, not wanting this to be the end of your time alone together. But you need to be sure there’s nothing standing in the way. “Something feels...wrong.”

“Wrong…?” he quirks a brow.

Maybe it’s the way he shifts closer to you or the way he’s staring at your lips that makes you second guess yourself, so you try again.

“I met Brooke.”

His eyes snap up to meet yours and you’re met with a curious stare that seemingly pierces through you. He doesn’t offer a response and it takes everything in your power to keep pushing. Was this a mistake?

“I don’t want to cause any problems for anyone.”

He inches forward again, hand reaching out to cup your cheek. “You have nothing to worry about.”

“Are you su-”

He puts a finger to your lips and laughs, “Stop worrying.”

He motions for you to join him in the back and you try to climb over the passenger seat onto the seat next to him. Instead, he grabs your arm and pulls you on top of him. You gasp as your heart jolts in your chest, but it only makes him laugh and the motion does interesting things to your bodies.

“We’ve made out already, why are you still so nervous?” he wraps an arm around your waist, the other finding its way back to your neck.

“I can’t help it,” you mutter, watching him as he studies your face.

“Do we need to smoke another bowl to chill you out?” he half jokes, but you’re quick to shake your head, not wanting to risk passing out again.

“Then kiss me,” he leans his head against the backrest waiting for you to initiate and raises his brows with a smug look on his face. God, he looks so good.

So you do. You wipe any thought or doubt from your mind, knowing that you can either trust him in this moment or walk away. And the way he’s holding you makes it near impossible for the latter.

Dean lets you kiss him slowly and softly before he runs his tongue across your bottom lip. You part your lips wider to let him in, but he instead takes your lip and sucks hard. You groan, the motion unexpected as he softly bites on the flesh and causes goosebumps up your arms.

He leaves your lips to trail towards your neck, sucking lightly just below your jawline. You place your hands on his shoulders, resting your head in the crook of his neck and intoxicate yourself with his smell. Before you can help it, you slide forward to try to get closer and just so happen to brush against his hardened length. He exhales from the contact, but continues to suck along your neck.

“Do that again,” he breaths between kisses.

Your face heats instantly but you’re quick to give him what he wants. You slide back and forth on his lap, giving you both some form of release and much needed friction. Dean’s hands slide down to your waste and guide you back and forth, and you take note with how he picks up the pace.

By this point, you’re both panting and wanting more. You continue to swivel your hips against him as he cups your face in both hands, bringing your foreheads together as he looks into your eyes. In the dim light, you can faintly see his blown out pupils as they threaten to cover the milky whites of his eyes and your heart jolts; he’s as fucked out as you are.

You run a hand down his chest, stopping at the hem of his jeans and he obliges right away. He gives you room to shift off his lap as you undo his belt and pants, bringing it to his knees as he lies back and watches you.

You bend down, keeping eye contact to gauge his reaction as you take him in your hand. With just a few pumps, he struggles to maintain eye contact as you focus on the tip, cupping your hands and running them down his full length.

He closes his eyes and you can’t help but feel self conscious. Despite it being just the two of you, you can’t help but wonder if he’s imagining someone else. Trying not to let these thoughts ruin the mood, you pause to pull the straps of your suspenders down and pull your shirt off.

It grabs his attention immediately. His eyes hungrily scavenge your bare skin as he sits up to pull you back onto his lap and pepper kisses along your chest. He wastes no time grabbing and massaging the exposed flesh, pulling your bra down to allow him access. You sigh in contentment once his attention is back on you and continue your work with him in your hands.

Your sensitive breasts hardened under his touch as he lightly sucks, swirling his tongue around the tip in an endless circle of pure bliss. You begin panting, and this only excites him more as he switches sides and sucks a little harder.

You can feel the aching need growing between your thighs, so you rub your legs together to give yourself some time. If you’re not careful, it would be too obvious to show him how badly you’ve been wanting this.

“Feel good?” he chuckles between kisses. He peeks up at you through hooded lids as you return a shy smile.

“Bet I can make you feel better,” you offer, tongue licking your lips. He’s quick to catch the motion.

“Oh yeah?” his brows quirk, eyes shimmering with mischief.

“Yeah,” you breathe seductively as you push him back down onto the seat.

He bites his lip as you slide down his body, kneeling in the small space and grabbing him in your hand. You give him a few pumps, maintaining eye contact as he dares to stare back, and you very slowly stick your tongue out to swipe the tip of his head. He shudders from the contact and it is only then you take him entirely into your mouth.

Dean lets out a breathy laugh, clearly flustered by your movements as you take your time with him. You wrap your lips tightly and hollow your cheeks out as you come up, making sure to swivel your tongue around his sensitive head.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath as he tries to maintain eye contact. “You look so fucking hot right now.”

His words evoke a rush of adrenaline in you as your cheeks flush, only making you want to please him more. You come up at the tip, slowly wrapping your lips around the top as you’ve found it’s what gets the biggest reaction out of him, and slide as far down as you can until he hits the back of your throat.

You swallow on instinct, and for a moment you try not to gag as you watch Dean unfold beneath you. His breathing stutters as his eyes squeeze shut, hand flying to tug on your hair as the other rests on his forehead. He pulls your hair back and you get a better view of him, unhindered by your tangled strands, and the sight is enough to make your mouth water.

Beads of sweat trickle from his forehead, creating trails down his neck and wetting his hair. He’s never looked so good...and you are the cause of it all.

You swallow again and watch in fascination as his face twists in pleasure, breath stuttering and legs trembling as he reaches his high. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t high off the sights and sounds coming from him.

You don’t want it to end but you know it’s only a matter of minutes now. You retract towards the tip, focusing your efforts on the sensitive skin of the head as he curses and shakes beneath you.

He bites his bottom lip hard, provoking a throaty moan from you in response, the sight too overwhelming to bear, and it’s just the thing to send him toppling over the edge. Warmth fills your mouth and you quickly swallow, mostly on instinct, but you allow him to ride out his wave as you try not to gag from the saltiness.

You lean back against the door and lick your lips, wiping away the rest of the mess you both made. Dean takes a few moments to compose himself before pulling his pants back up and grabbing your arms to hoist you back onto his lap.

“Fuck, that was the hottest thing ever,” he rests his head in your chest, your bra still pushing your breasts up much to his delight.

He peppers more kisses along your collar bones and back to your neck as his hot breath fans your sensitive skin, sending shivers down your spine. His lips find your earlobe as he playfully nibbles, whispering into your ear, “Do I get a taste?”

It feels like all the breath leaves your body as he continues to suck hickeys onto your neck, marking the skin as if claiming what’s his. You would have been beyond satisfied with just having gotten him off that it didn’t occur to you that he would offer to return the favor.

You give him a small nod as he smiles, motioning you forward as he fumbles with the back seats to fold them down. He pats the back of the cushion and you climb on top, lying on your back as he runs his hands up your thighs.

“You won’t believe,” he kisses up your thigh, “how badly,” more kisses, “I’ve been wanting to do this.”

Maybe it’s the alcohol or the traces of weed, but your stomach is in knots from his confession. You can’t help but wonder at the truth of his words or if he’s just simply living in the moment. To save yourself from embarrassment, you decide not to ask. You’ve always been good at faking confidence in front of him anyway.

“Oh yeah?”

You’ve removed your bra by now and you prop yourself up on your elbows as you watch him carefully.

“Yeah,” he whispers as if imitating you from earlier. He kisses closer and closer to your center, all the while keeping eye contact.

In one smooth motion, he unbuttons your shorts and pulls them down your legs along with your underwear and tosses them to the front seat.  You are now completely naked in front of Dean.

He takes this moment to sit back, admiring the way you look spread out for him, exposed and vulnerable. He smiles, the famed cocky smile you’ve seen him do many times when talking with the girls at work, and you can’t help but wonder what’s going through his mind. Is this his way of celebrating his victory?

Before your conscience has a chance to eat away at you, Dean swoops in and wipes all other thoughts from your mind. He grabs at your thighs, spreading them apart as he eats away like a man starved.

“F...fuck….!” you gasp as he catches you off guard.

Unlike the men before him who have had their try at you, Dean skips the kitten licks and laps up every inch of you, forcefully swirling his tongue around your tiny bud of pleasure. You can almost make out the patterns he traces with his tongue, never using the same stroke, yet still somehow able to keep pushing you towards your high.

You’ve never felt this good, and you never could have imagined how good he would feel between yours legs. You can’t help it anymore, and forgo your heavy panting for loud moans.

Dean groans in appreciation and the vibration from his lips stimulates you further. You try not to squirm, but when he keeps up the ministrations of his tongue, you can’t help but to writhe against his touch. This only causes him to grip your thighs harder, pinning them down against the chair to keep you in place.

As good as it feels, you know you need more. You try to sit up to get his attention, but the sight of him face deep in between your legs only causes you to collapse again. You’re definitely going to be thinking about this moment for a long time.

Almost as if on cue, Dean releases a hand from one of your thighs and coats his fingers with your arousal. You gasp as the cold metal of his silver rings grazes your skin, but before you have enough time to adjust yourself, he slides two fingers into your entrance.

Your back arches immediately, it’s exactly what you needed to get you where you want to be. Dean pushes as far in as he can go and curves his fingers upward, rubbing at a sensitive spot you didn’t know existed, all the while his tongue working on your clit as his lips occasionally suck the swollen bud.

“D...Dean…” You can feel it, you’ve been chasing your high for a while now and you’re nearly there…

“Go ahead, babe.”

Dean leans back to watch you unravel, his fingers never ceasing movement to help you ride out your orgasm. You feel your legs tremble as waves of pleasure course through your body from the tips of your fingers down to your toes.

The burning need in the pit of your stomach fizzles out as Dean soothingly rubs at your thighs, and you allow yourself to enjoy the feeling for a few moments before sitting up to reach for your clothes.

Despite the time you both shared tonight, all the negative thoughts you’ve been repressing come crashing back into your conscious. You both sit in silence for a while and you can’t help but wonder where things will go from here.

Dean eventually rolls down a window and reaches into his back pocket to pull out a cigarette. He sits at the edge of the chair, resting his head outside as he takes long drags.

“That was hot,” he appraises you as you take a seat next to him.

“All thanks to you,” you quip back as you watch the embers burning from the end of his cigarette.

His free hand moves to rest on your thigh, the warmth bringing a flush to your cheeks as you’re reminded of just how skillful his fingers are.

“It’s been a long night,” you glance at your phone to see it’s a little past one in the morning. “Why don’t we head back?”

“Or we can just never head back,” Dean suggests smugly.

Now it’s your turn to offer a blank stare. You’ve never been able to figure out just what he was thinking, and in these moments where he jokes with you, it’s near impossible. You want to ask what all this meant tonight, but the better part of your mind knows it was probably just a one time in-the-moment kind of deal.

He laughs and gives your thigh a little squeeze before opening the door, offering his hand to help you out and back into the passenger seat. On the car ride back you’re both quiet, and you shuffle awkwardly in your seat as you wonder if this will be the last time you’ll see him.

Once back in the apartment complexes, he parks in front of the house you both left from but doesn’t get out.

“Are you going back in?” you ask as you reach for the door handle.

He nods his head and unlocks the door. “Yeah, there’s something I have to take care of.”

“Oh...okay,” you hesitate not sure how to take your leave.

“I’ll call you sometime,” Dean smiles at you, the first smile he’s ever offered you that didn’t seem sinister. A soft smile, one that reaches his eyes as he looks at you with a new found fondness.

Your cheeks flush, hand reaching to grab your phone to offer your number. But he only shakes his head and laughs as he cups your cheek with his hand.

“You knocked out earlier.”

It takes you a moment to realize what he means, but the implication only causes your cheeks to flush harder. The thought of Dean toying with your phone while you were out is bey9nd embarrassing.

“You were always so cute when you got embarrassed. Your face turns bright red, you know,” he laughs as his thumb strokes the warmth of your cheeks.

He drops his hand and you seize the opportunity to escape. “See you around, Dean.”

“Peace out, girl scout,” you can hear him laughing as you shut the door behind you, not daring to look back as you fast-walk back to your apartment complex.

A very disgruntled Taehyung answers the door when you realize you don’t have your keys.

“Jeez, you’re a mess,” he eyes you up and down, rubbing sleep from his eyes as you side step into your apartment. “What happened?”

“Tae, I have so much to tell you…”

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Final 31 [2018 Edition] Day 11: Updated Top Oshi List!

I also did this last year but was primarily focused on stage actors (see here). But this time, I’m going to put my ULTIMATE oshi list. So every single one of them! Are you ready?!I also did this last year but was primarily focused on stage actors (see here). But this time, I’m going to put my ULTIMATE oshi list. So every single one of them! Are you ready?!

7. Aramaki Yoshihiko

We all know my history and relationship with this boy. Unfortunately he had knee surgery around March this year and took ‘3 months off’ (which actually ended up being 2 weeks) in order to receive rehabilitation and such. He also promised to do less 2.5 this year and he’s done that by doing a serious movie and he tried two straight plays around September/October of this year. He did really great in Heaven's Record (review here) and I am interested in seeing his serious movie but... because of his recovery time, because he's so damn popular now, and because he is still in crazily popular 2.5 shows, I've hardly had any time or chance to see him. He solo event shows are now held at venues that hold THOUSAND people in one go, his randoms are the most sought after so I have to drop hundreds of dollars to just glimpse at a chance of getting his stuff, it's impossible to hit for any of his 2.5 plays now... it's just all very disheartening and because of that, towards the end of the year, I don't even both doing his stage senkous, watch his Live Streams or use my TokiEnta FC account anymore! So it's been a rough year... I'm hoping my massive stack of still unwatched Maki-chan dvds and going through all my goods over new years break will kick my MakiChan spirit back into full gear or else... he might be gone for good from this list this time next year!

6. Tanaka Hiroki

I love Hiroki so much! I can't describe it but out of all my oshis, I fell the most intimate towards him. Maybe it's because we actually talk after events or stages, maybe it's because he clearly pays attention to me during stuff, maybe it's because we reply to each other on twitter, I don't know but I feel like I have a friendship with him rather than a actor-fan relationship. He's so great and I love watching him on stage, he always plays great characters, he chooses amazing stories to be a part of, the friends he has around him are so funny and great too! He makes me so happy ^_^

5. Domoto Shohei

Seeing Domoto change this much has made me so proud of him! He's definitely gained more acting chances, more chances to do what he likes (photobook, events, singing etc.) and you can see his confidence and his positivity really coming through this year! He's had some amazing acting opportunities! Lucky Stage was a HIT and completely sold out every time! He got to do some ODAC stages and even was lead a few times! He did different but great characters in Bancho Stages. I am so looking forward to what he does next! I am super upset I couldn't go to his birthday event but I was smoothered in a cold and I didn't want to infect anyone or ruin the mood *cries* so I'll have to definitely go the next time!

4. Futaba Yuu

Another who I am just so proud of how far he's come this year! I got so emotional at his live back the beginning of the year and every time he as a live, more and more people keep coming! Also I feel like YuuKun genuinely gets happy to see me and makes it really obvious so it makes me feel special (I am a simple being okay!) I seriously cannot wait to see him two more times before the year ends!! I love his music, the acting chances he's had this year have been great, I am so excited to see what happens in the future!

3. Kim HeeChul

This bitch. This BITCH! << Don't worry, it's my pet name for it, no negativity intended ^_^ this bitch has come in, destroyed my life and I am loving EVERY SECOND of it! I'm so glad I discovered and got to love him BEFORE learning/realising he was a SuJu member! I fell for his personality completely thanks to Knowing Bros; he's funny, he's crazy, he's sweet, he's crazy, he's a total nerd, he's crazy, he's very honest, and crazy, he's realistic, he's crazy, and he just brings me so much joy! Actually, my biggest connection to him is: the more I got to know him, the more I realised just how scarily similar we are! So he's pretty much become my big brother! I swear to god we were separated at birth. We swear we were siblings in a past life. I have never met someone so similar to myself, but he is also different enough for me not to be like 'so similar I hate him' situation. Argh he gives me so much joy and I am so thankful I saw him live this year!

2. Yanagishita Tomo

Ahhh Tomo! You shall never leave my heart. Going on 9 years that this boy has been in my life. 9 years of supporting him. I am always excited for the next thing he does. This year I went a little outside the box and started sending him Shikishis (hard paper with a message and/drawing on it) for his birthday and for big events, so hopefully he appreciates it. He has had some amazing acting chances this year! He did two Romeo and Juliettes this year which were different, yet they were both brilliant! Amazing acting! Amazing stages! Loved them both! Then at the end of this year, he got to achieve his dream of being in a Gekidan Shinkansen stage which made me super happy! So now that he got one of his major dreams achieved, I wonder what's in store for him next!

1. Kamenashi Kazuya

Ahhhh my forever husband! Kamenashi Kazuya... I got to see him up close so many times this year! I went to 4 KAT-TUN concerts and every time I was mere meters away from him at several points during each show! He also gave me and my friend serious fanservice so we DIED on that spot! He has a Drama SP 'Tegami' airing soon and I am so looking forward to seeing him act again even though I'm going to cry my heart out. He did brilliant in Final Cut ealier this year too. I love this boy. He is such a great person and he puts so much effort into his job. I love him. That's all that matters! Me and him are reaching a 10 year anniversary next July too!!! WOOO!

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So who are your ultimate oshis? Do we have any similar ones? Check back in for tomorrow!