#theres more i want to say but i must refrain...

[youredreamingofroo]

I love looking at a post and being like "oh that's DEFINITELY [oc name]" like even if it's just an image, I love culminating the aesthetic of my OCs

[sillygoosealert]

SO SO.. IDK IF YOU KNOW BTS BUT THERE’S A SONG CALLED SERENDIPITY (YOU SHOULD LISTEN BECAUSE IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL) BUT THE REFRAIN GOES “Just let me love you” SO WHAT IF THATS READER TO BI HAN! LIKE THEYRE TRYING TO SHOW HIM LOVE AND AFFECTION BUT HE PUSHES THEM AWAY! I love BTS Hehehehe THERES ALSO A PART THAT GOES “Come to my side now So we can become one I don't want to let go- no” WHAT IF HE ACCEPTS THIS TLC😩

I'll add it to my playlist 🫡

Don't leave me alone..(≧∇≦)b

Bi-Han fluff, Nurse reader

As a nurse for the Lin-Kuei, you were no stranger to the Grandmaster

When he would come in and make sure all was in order, you would blow him a little kiss as he made his way out

He never returned it, scoffing as he stormed out

But you never got in trouble for it, and he never scolded you for your behavior

You would also put a hand on his shoulder when talking to him or going around him

Nothing was said about this either, a silent consent that it was okay

Then you started to stop by his office to give him small hand made snacks or treats

He shooed you away- after you talked for a minute and blew him a kiss goodbye

Though, he was less lenient on you than the other medical workers

Whenever you go outside for a quick breath of air, he berates you to go back to your station

And whenever you hurt yourself on something sharp, if when he finds out he yells at you til you're nearly in tears

He does not accept your attempts at something more than a convenient work relationship. That much is clear to you

The way he treats you notably worse than other people you are working closely with

The way he yells at you in front of everyone for mistakes he has surely made

The way he must talk poorly about you to anyone worth his time- as his brothers have given you strange glances before

You know he does not reciprocate, and you're okay with it

But when you stop visiting him, stop touching him, blowing him kisses, and even looking up when he enters a room

He worries

He tries to talk to you but he does not know what to say

You don't even give him a smile when talking to him

So he stops yelling at you

And starts to help you whenever you inevitably get hurt

Then he checks up on specificly you when making his checkups throughout the day

And you do it back

You start to blow him a kiss after he checks up on you- and he waves you a goodbye

He touches your hand that rests on his arm while speaking to you

When you stop by to give him a treat he lets you stay in there with him to eat together

He accepts that you truly do like him, and he lets you. And you accept that he won't show you he cares the way you do, and you accept that

He knows he's hard to love, and it isn't easy to accept that you want to deal with him

But he knows he wants you to, he wants to love you

For you to be by his side, and trust him

He wants you, and now that he has you next to him, he wants to because one with you- and never let you slip away

And then you lived happily ever after!! The end 🎀

[rendangnana]

In Between

Pairing: BTS x Reader 

Genre: Fantasy| Spirit AU

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: TBA (For now none)

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Dream and Reality

'What is happening?”

I turn my head to see who or what is behind me

'What in actual gloss is this’

He laughed, “gloss”

'What in the universe! He can read my mind?’

"Yes, I can.”

"You can what ? Y/n haven't talk a single damn thing." Jungkook's more confused.

"H-he can read my mind." I am going to throw my self to ocean of regret.

"What are you ? Are you also a ghost? " I point my brush to Jungkook, who is a ghost. " You look death, your skin is too pale for you not to be a ghost.”

"Tch, he is a low life being. Me, I'm more divine than him. I am your guardian angel. My name is Yoongi. Nice to meet you my human y/n.”

"Guardian angel ? You don't have wings like any other angel I know from internet.” I

"Yes, and I do have a wings.” He flexed his shoulder and poof, a big white wings appear from his back. Almost destroy my kitchen. “See."

"Wow that's beautiful but please refrain showing your wings next time, it's almost destroy my kitchen.”

He smile proudly and that gummy smile."Yeah, will do.”

"And what does guardian angel do ?”

"I was there to protect you from the moment you were born. From something filthy like him." He scrunched his nose and make a disgusted face to Jungkook.

"What do you mean I am filthy ? I am clean and smell nice!" Jungkook pout. Well, that was an unexpected reaction from him. Before he was all acting tough and cool and now cute like a little boy. 

"Why? Why are you protecting me from something like him? “

"I am a ghost and a human before. Don’t treat me like a thing please.”

"Do you know why he is here? In this world ? Do you know the reason why he can’t go to heaven nor hell?”

Was I supposed to know ? Is it something that everyone need to know why one cannot go to heaven nor hell? 

Yoongi sighed, "He had done a really wicked deed that make heaven reject him and hell send him here to lure more human to hell. Basically he was a nasty bad human." That was shocking. Or not. What kind of deed he made and why did he done that ? He told me he was an assassin, does that had anything to do with the wicked deed. "She wants to know about your deed boy.” Yoongi smirk. Jungkook stay silent and the air begun to feel heavier.

"Its fine, you don't need to tell me.”

No one saying anything.

"Hey," I tried to break the silent situation. "Do you know why am I can see you all? Why now when before I never see even once?" "Well I don't know how you can see me but for him, that thing want to show himself to you even when I tried to make him go away. He is so persistent and fearless." Yoongi glare at Jungkook, and Jungkook put his tongue out, mocking him. "So I never see a ghost because you scare them off?" "Yeah, I have a strong aura and power for a guardian angel.”  "But you don't scare me. For a STRONG ANGEL." "Boy you gonna regret every single of your death life if you don't keep your pretty lips shut." Jungkook hide his face behind the sofa he stood by. I giggled at how Yoongi can make this prideful man shut up straight away. Maybe he is that powerful.

"But why I can see you ? Did anyone can see their guardian angel ?" "Nope. It’s a strange case for human to see their guardian angel, unless they open their inner eye. The eye that can see every single living or death things." He stopped and touching his chin, looks like he realized something. "What is it ?" I questioned his revelation,”Huh, maybe thats why you can see me, someone must cast a spell to open your inner eye or maybe you accidentally open it by yourself." 

"Aren't your job to protect her from something like that ?""Sorry angel ain't perfect either." "By that you mean theres a chance I did it by myself ? How someone do it by their-self ? And who in the world want to cast a spell on me ?? For genius lab sake I work at a mortuary ! Some ghost cast spell on me ? Is that even possible?" I almost broke into panic attack, thinking of someone who wants to put curse on me.

"Calm your tits down woman, I never see you panic like this before. Even on your first time watching some scary shit, you didn't budge." Yoongi scoff.

"Because now I can see the real thing and even a guardian angel!" I rushed to the sofa where's Jungkook sitting and dropped my body next to him. Touching my nose bridge hoping my mind to calm.

"Do you want to close your inner eye ? " Yoongi asked, he moved to the front of sofa looking at me with his sad face.

"Well,.." I want to say yes but I saw his kitten face and now I am reconsider it.

"You know it’s a little~ bit lonely when you don't have someone to talk with even when theres is always someone near you." He looks somewhere not my eyes, I think he's shy to admit it.

I see now. I do see him.

"Okay, I will think about it. But you better still protect me from anything and help me to find the cause of this curse." He's holding to not smile.

Jungkook jump from his seat and hug me, "Yeay, so I can see you and you can see me and we can play and we can talk!”

'Its nice to have a company'

And I see Yoongi, now he is smiling too.

"Do ghost or any spiritual things sleep ?" My eyes getting heavier, from lack of sleep.

"We don't sleep but we can take a nap. And..."Yoongi said something but I am too sleepy to hear his words and I fell a sleep on the sofa in between them. The sofa is too soft with my fluffy pillow around it.

I went into my dreamland.

A big black door stood tall with a lot of magnificent carvings on it. Surrounded by a lot of black and a little of white flowers. Theres someone sitting in front of the door. Jet black hair almost cover his eyes and also he's wearing something like a robe, a black robe. He looks so calm and peace.

"Hello?", I tried to say it in low voice afraid to suddenly disturb him.

His eyes are closed. Still in the same position.

'Is he dead ?’

'I'm handling too much death even on my dream.’

I walk closer toward him, slowly. Suddenly the man in front of me disappeared in a blink.

"Long time no see little things." His voice coming from right behind me, it's so deep that make my heart drop. I gulp, my throat feels dry. It felt too real.

'I am only dreaming.'

'Is this nightmare?’

"No sweetheart. You aren't dreaming, this place is real, and it could be your nightmare." He walked to my front, I can see his face clearly now.

'Oh! that face. Handsome.'

'Wait, why he said this is real? I fell a sleep on the couch, so this must be a dream.'

"No, this aren't real. I fell asleep, so you are just my dream." I pinched my cheeks to make sure.

'Aw, it hurts.'

I rubbed my cheek in hope the pain would go away.

"So ? You sure now ?" He smirk.

'What is going on?'

"Where am I ?"

"You don't know ? You are the one who come here. You should know it."

"I don't know. Wow, a lot of strange things happening today. And now this man said my dream is actually a reality." I hold my head, giving a pose like I am having a headache.

“Yeah? And what’s that? ” He bend forward to the level of my face.

"Uh uhmm,.."

'He is too close' I can see his eyes glowing clearly behind his fringe, it's beautiful like an orb.

“Well.. I saw a ghost for the first time and met my guardian angel. And he told me that someone or me must have opened my inner eye." I tried to explain while avoiding his eyes.

"I see, your time must have come huh." He smile faintly

'My time ?’

"What do you mean?" "I cannot explain it for NOW. But someday you..”

"Hey wake up!"

The shake on my body woke me up. I cannot heard his last sentence. What's he going to say, it will bother me now.

"Hey! You need to go to work !" A big doe eyes in front me as a morning view.

"Why you woke me up on wrong timing?"

"Why ? You dreamt of me ? I am here all for you though." He raised his eyebrow and giving me a sly smile.

"Why would she dreamt of you dumb shit." Yoongi hit Jungkook head.

"No, I wasn't dreaming about you. But this dream felt so real.I met a man."

"You dreamt someone else ? My heart hurt." Jungkook pose like his heart is hurt.

'Why he like this?' You smile.

"What kind of dream ?" Yoongi asked holding his coffee mug. 'He can drink coffee ?'

"Yes, I can. So, what dream ?"

"I met a man, he was sitting in front of a big black gate and he also wearing black robe and have a black hair. And also he is handsome."

"More than me ?" Jungkook flower face pose to me.

'Don't answer it y/n. You know he is.’

"Tch, he already came for you." Yoongi looks annoyed.

“He said I came to him though. You know him? So it really wasn't a dream? "

"No, it was real, I think. He's someone they call the GATE KEEPER. Someone who open and close the main gate of hell and heaven. Whether you go to hell or heaven is determine by the color of the gate and flower around the gate.”

'Mine have a lot of black.' you think back to your dream.

Yoongi frown, did he heard it ?

"So you went to the in between ? I went there once and also saw him. He was a jerk, he literally kicked me back to earth as soon as I arrived.” I hold my laugh, imagining the scene.

"What color was yours Jungkook ?" Yoongi blatantly asked.

"Pitch black. Like a black hole." He sound proud of it.

"And yours y/n ?"

"I don't want to say it." I see Yoongi nodding at me.

I crossed update on AO3 too.

[xamaxenta]

More thoughts on how unrestrainedly gay Marco is for goth cowboy Ace

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The second time Marco meets Ace is when the crew is coming to the venur to have a look over, check the space and let him know what they can and can’t do for the show.

He’s waiting by the backstage doors, leaned up against the brick facade smoking casually when the van emblazoned with BANDIT VFX rolls into the parking lot. It’s black with fire decals and he should’ve known who owned said vehicle when Ace gets out of the passenger side seat.

He wishes in hindsight that he had worn some kind of accessory to hide his face, some sunglasses or maybe a face mask because resident hot goth Portgas D Ace happens to be shirtless.

Shirtless and jogging up to him from the length of the wheelchair access ramp, heavy pectorals bouncing distractedly, dog tags and beaded necklaces clinking together and Marco drops the butt of his cig, stomps on it particularly hard to get rid of his sudden surge of emotion at the sight of the other man.

“Hey.” Ace says without a single note of hesitation, but before Marco can reply with his own greeting, too focused on the sweat dripping dripping down the hollow of his freckled throat, Ace shoulders past him and through the backstage doors.

“S’rry bout that. He’s excited.” Dadan speaks up and Marco glances back from the swinging door Ace had just passed through to watch them walk up the stairs at a much more sedate pace than her employee.

“Can’t really keep up with you youngn’s with this bum ass knee.” Dadan grouses and she drops her own cigarette onto the butt littered floor and Marco snuffs it out for her with the heel of his shoe.

“Bum knee.” He repeats when Dadan looks down at him with a look burning in her beady eyes.

“Shut it, Yall’re beginning to sound like my quack these days.”

Marco wants to politely raise the point that maybe theres a reason for this but wisely keeps his mouth shut and instead opens the door for them instead.

“Thanks.” Dadan grumbles and together they trudge through the back halls of the concert venue until they end up on the big stage where Ace has already got to work, walking the length of the stage, whistling and tossing a tape measurer cassette up and catching it with his right hand, the repetitive clack of hard plastic hitting the metal of his many rings is ridiculously sexy. Marco mentally makes a note to go jerk off when he’s back at the hotel, must be mad pent up for that to get under his skin.

Then Ace turns on his shiny booted heel, drawing out a length of metal tape between his left forefinger and thumb when he spots them across the stage. Releasing the little tab, Ace allows the tape to whisk back inside its casing as he swaggers back across the stage, pocketing the tape as he does.

“God put a shirt on would ya?” Dadan grouses beside the singer and what Marco had initially thought was a rag looped through her tool belt was in fact a washed out yellow shirt. Marco watches her toss the shirt towards the other man, mouth dry when Ace snatches it out of the air, again that was way more sexy that it shouldve been.

Marco would happily watch the contraction and relaxation of those biceps any day when Ace shrugs on the shirt, clears his throat a little louder than necessary when said shirt catches at Ace’s elbows and he has to arch his back (those fucking tits god.) in order to shimmy it on properly.

“Can I help you?” Ace asks him pointedly when hes done, not even bothering to button up the threadbare shirt. The peek of washboard abs and the heavy shadow his pecs cast has Marco daydreaming already when Ace waves a hand in front of his face.

“Dude.” Ace snaps his fingers and Marco comes back from gay lalaland and refocuses on the younger man slowly.

“You good?“ Ace glances him once over, Marco refrains from preening or whatever that did NOT mean anything, a once over did not equal to he’s checking you out. Not at all.

“Yeah.” Marco finally grits out and Dadan cackles beside him, thumps her meaty palm against the small of his back, almost sending the singer flying off the stage from the force.

“Right show us what ya got for us blondie.”

[edge-lorde]

i was sooo close to having him say space church i wanted so bad for him to say fuckin bye guys im going to CHURCH. its time for mother fucking SPACE CHURCH. but i held back. for you.

this one takes place immediately after where the last one left off, the “arose” dream sequence comic. the next few will also all take place in one long continuum. 

EDIT: transcript under the cut. theres got to be a better way of doing those...

no spoken text until page 5.

page 5, panel 4. shitty clone (sc): the shape of his throne. the shape is intact.

page 6, panel 1. sc: with a little more clearing-- and if we could spare one of the generators--

new clone (nc): Glory be to Horde Prime, brother!

panel 3. funny clone (fc): Glory be to Horde Prime.

panel 4. nc: your cowl is on backwards, brother!

panel 6. sc: and where have you been?

page 7, panel 1. fc: I was sleeping, held prisoner by a most vexing dream.

panel 2. mom clone (mc): You did not report to the dormitory for your predetermined rest shift. 

fc: purposefully so, yes. 

panel 3. fc: our brief stay in Brightmoon castle caused me to realize something. 

panel 4. fc: the ship has beds. 

the sign in the background says THE ROOMS WHERE THEY KEPT GLIMMER

panel 5. fc: why must we continue to sleep standing up when we do not have to?

panel 6. sc: sure, there are beds in the “Guest Rooms.”

panel 7. sc: the source of your problem is obvious. the guest accommodations may be horizontal, but those beds are only fit to provide rest for the damned. 

panel 8. fc: perhaps.

mc: we missed you. 

page 8: panel 1. mc: one must not abandon their post without informing the others of their intended whereabouts. we worry. 

panel 2. mc, text bubble 1: Without the Hive mind navigating the Velvet Glove by ones self has become untenable. 

bubble 2: for every vine that is removed, two more grow in its place. 

bubble 3: If one were to become separated from the group in such conditions they may never be found. 

panel 3. fc: the area i was in is well-trodden. I was in no danger of becoming lost. 

mc: even so...

panel 5. mc: it is not good to be alone. 

panel 6. fc: this clone hears these concerns and will take them to heart. I will not abandon my post without going through the proper channels again. 

fc: If the reason Horde Prime instructed His brothers to sleep in a standing position was truly to prevent ill dreams then his wisdom knows no bounds because this one was a real doozy as i will now describe--

panel 7. fc: Hell is real, brother!

panel 8 sc: it is!

page 9, panel 1. sc: Hell is right here, right now.

panel 2. sc: what are we doing?

panel 4. sc: this conversation is giving me fucking bone cancer. why are we standing around dithering over dreams when we could be doing literally anything else. eating glass would be more productive. 

panel 5, sc: i will not be made late for church. 

panel 8, fc: there he goes.

panel 9, nc: Talking with us gives him cancer? is this really Hell?

mc: pay him no mind.

panel 10, mc: ... He uses a lot of hyperbole. 

panel 12, fc: do not worry. “Hell is real” is but a darkly humorous neologism born from our shared adverse living conditions. Most aptly used in conjunction with a minor inconvenience. 

page 10, panel 1. fc: such as when ones own brother refuses to hear his concerns. 

panel 2: wistful sigh

panel 3, fc: Hell IS real...

panel 4, fc: see?

nc: ...

panel 5, nc: is that humorous? 

panel 6, fc: it is.

nc: Hm.

panel 8, mc: Alright, quickly then. What was your dream?

panel 9, fc: It was...

page 11, panel 1. fc: ...Uh.

panel 2, fc: All of my teeth fell out. 

page 12, panel 1. fc: It was a dream!

panel 2, fc: Ih wath a dweam!

panel 3, mc: everything seems to be in order.

panel 4: exhale

panel 5, mc: you are fine. 

panel 6, mc: PLEASE REFRAIN

page 13: mc: please refrain from licking the hand of the one who examines you.

fc: I was describing a dream!

mc: You should not need to be told that that is un-Prime-Like behaviour. 

fc: it was not real!

mc: we have an example to set.

fc: And Horde Prime never said “thou shalt not lick.”

mc: I hope you reflect on this when it comes time to confess during assembly. 

[yeetussfetus]

square up

ok so this is the piece i was talking about and basically it was something for chrismas (in the story its called life day) so theres that. more notes at the end ig

warnings: fighting, cursing, alcohol, drinking, c h a o s

words: 2205 (damn)

Eli was too tired for a “meeting” with anyone today, but he still decided to hear Agent Kallus out. After all, it was rare that the imperial officer even asked for anything, so it must have been something big. 

And while, technically it wasn’t as big as Eli predicted, it still was something he found weird.

“Please, Eli, I don’t care what you have to do, just please help me out this one time!” Kallus was almost about to drop to his knees begging, and what for, you might ask? Life Day was a little more than a day away, and it was on a Friday. Of course, everyone had thought it would be a great idea to plan a Life Day party for the meeting instead of their usual bullshit, but it didn’t go as planned. 

The last meeting was full of angry names, curses and one (1) knocked out director. So, of course, the only people who had planned the party peacefully were the only ones who made the final decisions. Which, of course, was you, Eli and Yularen. Kallus wasn’t present at the meeting, and Pryce had passed out early throughout the meeting, so neither of them were able to even plan anything. This is where Eli's problems began. 

Kallus was actually looking forward to the Life Day celebration, because, in his own words, “It’s a festive day, what’s more to like?” Eli had a sneaking suspicion it was for something else. And he was correct. Since Kallus wasn’t present at the meeting and wasn’t elected to plan out the party, he had no say in what they served, including drinks, food, and most importantly, the type of alcohol. This is why Kallus was begging Eli to help him smuggle a certain type of beer onto the ship for the party.

Eli pinched the bridge of his nose while he spoke, “Why can’t you just do this yourself?” Kallus stopped for a moment, before continuing, “This particular… the beverage is, well, technically, prohibited in official Imperial territory because its known for being produced by rebellious groups.” Kallus saw how Eli was grabbing his things, probably to leave, so he rushed to the doorway to block Elis only escape.

“HOWEVER,” Kallus continued, “I have placed a shipment to arrive near a docking bay at the next planet that we are heading to. All I need is a distraction and I can bring the shipment aboard.” Eli still looked skeptical, but Kallus intervened, “Not only that, but the shipment is small, only about the size of the meeting table, so it won’t even get in the way!”

Eli thought for a moment, wondering what he should do. “Why do you even want this beverage at the party, anyway? What’s so good about it?” Kallus straightened up, before he said, “I have tasted this drink before it was classified as illegal, and it was the best thing I have ever tasted. I can assure you that this sacrifice will be worth it.”

Well, usually when it's about food, Kallus has terrible taste, but when it's alcohol…

Eli sat for a moment, wondering if he should take up Kallus’ offer, and thought of the benefits and liabilities. Finally, he answered Kallus. “Alright, I’ll make a distraction for tomorrow. What time will the shipment be here?”

Kallus showed a face of relief, before he finally responded “Yes, thank you! Oh- the shipment is at 0900.”

Eli nodded and watched as Kallus walked out of the room with surprising confidence. Eli picked up his datapad, only to realize one thing: Who was going to distract an entire cargo bay? At this he suddenly regretted his decision. He set his datapad down, wondering who he could trust and who was someone willing to even do that. Thrawn? No, he isn’t particularly fond of Kallus. Pryce? Would probably use it as blackmail for something. Yularen… yeah, no, he already gets hungover. That left only you. 

He made a mini checklist that would help him determine who would be best for this task. You were someone he trusts. You would definitely be willing to pull it off. And you definitely could distract an entire hangar. He pulled out his comm and pulled up your number, and started to call you. When you answered, you appeared to be sitting at a table. You looked to someone off screen and asked them to give you some privacy before turning back to Eli. “Eli, what can I do for you today?”

Eli shuffled a bit, before asking, “I was wondering if you could help me distract a hangar bay for some beer.” You tilted your head, and asked “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Eli explained, “Kallus wants to drink a certain beer that's been prohibited by the Empire for the party on Friday, but he still ordered some and they’re going to arrive on the moon we’re landing on tomorrow, and he needs a distraction to bring the drinks in the ship. I was wondering if you were able to distract the hangar while he smuggles the shipment into the meeting room.”

You sat there for a moment, and finally responded with, “Fuck it, I’m bored.” Eli smiled and said his goodbyes before pocketing the comm and walking out of the room towards his post for the day.

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You had already gotten a plan, somehow. It wasn’t your best, but it still was a plan. One of your good friends, Pryce, was talking about how she had to settle a dispute with two stormtroopers that were angry at each other over something, something about it was about a woman named Elisa. The first part of your plan was to acquire a datapad that one of the stormtroopers who was in the feud used quite often and make a fake conversation. You took note that his name was Trenk.

You walked down the hallway, towards the stormtrooper quarters, and stopped at a living area. It wasn’t lavish, but it wasn’t disgusting, either. It was modest. You saw two people in the room itself, and then the same two started to argue. You made your presence known, and as they both were about to throw hands, they saw you enter the room and immediately stopped. You smiled and asked, “Hello. I see that you two are busy. However, I need a datapad from this particular core. The higher ups have noticed some security breaches, and they need some form of evidence to prove their theories. If you have one, or if you know someone in this core to have one, please tell HR.” You were about to turn around when you saw one of them pull out a datapad and hand it to you. You smiled, “Thank you. This will be returned to you in the morning, earliest 0800.”

And with that, you left and started phase II of your plan. When you walked into your office, you pulled his messenger tabs and looked for this ‘Elisa’, and finally found her. Looking through the messages, you found a few that were a little more spicier than the others. You screenshotted them, and then edited the dates to more recent times. You smiled and then put the datapad down for the next part of your plan. You looked at what was going to be picked up that day, on the planet, and made sure that the placement of certain items were going to be placed in a certain way.

With that, you returned to your normal duties until the next day.

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Walking towards the hangar that was picking up items and disposing of others, you saw the trooper who was having the fight with Trenk walking towards his post. You rushed up to him, and held out the datapad. “Trooper, thank you for your contribution- Oh, I see you're not him. Hmm. Well, I saw you with him, so if you could give this to him when you see him, that would be appreciated.” You turned around, and then followed it up with, “Oh, and when you see him, please tell him to refrain from using Imperial property for his personal use. That might lead to another data breach and its unprofessional.”

The trooper looked back at you, and while you walked off you were able to hear his angry tapping trying to find out what you were talking about, and since he only saw one of the screenshots, he wasn’t able to tell they were edited. He cursed and rushed past you, towards the hangar.

You watched as he turned the corner, before comming Kallus, sending him “Now would be a good time to smuggle your drink on”. You strolled past some troopers to see what was about to go down.

When you did reach the hangar bay, you noticed that the chaos had already started. Both troopers had thrown hands with each other, but this caused some of the items that were being disposed of to knock over which somehow caused another fist fight. Then you noticed that one third of the hangar was just fighting each other. The other third were just trying to stop all the fighting, and then finally the final third were cheering the fight on. And in the corner of the hangar, you saw a tarped hover cart was pushing its way towards the entrance.

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Thrawn looked through the security cameras, watching as chaos erupted in the hangar. He saw one person body slam somebody. Another grabbed someone and threw them against two other people who were fighting with each other. Tarkin snickered behind him. Yularen was worried about the cargo, and Eli just stared in astonishment as he saw chaos unfold. He knew you were good at these things: he just didn’t realize how good you were.

Finally, he saw Thrawn reach over to speak on the PA. “This is Grand Admiral Thrawn, if you happen to be in hangar bay 6, please refrain from punching your peers, there is cargo that still needs to be delivered. I repeat, hangar bay 6, refrain from punching your peers. There will be court martials for those who do not comply.”

Slowly but steadily, the four men saw that people were being pulled apart and medics were able to rush in to help the injured. Of course, nothing too serious, but it was a complication in the day. Eli looked at Thrawn, who looked like he just wanted to be swallowed into a hole, while Tarkin was just refraining from laughing. Yularen just pulled out a flask and downed the bottle.

This was going to be a long day.

When the Chimera was able to get back into space, everyone had to attend a mandatory meeting where Thrawn stated that if there was a problem with another peer that they worked with, it was better to work it out without fighting. You just sat in the back, smiling.

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“Damn, Kallus, you really pulled through with these drinks.” You took another sip of the beer that he had brought. It was only your 2nd, since you weren’t an avid drinker, but everyone else was either wasted or just drunk. You yourself were starting to feel woozy. Kallus smiled and took a sip of his own drink. He was starting to get a little drunk himself.

“You know, you’re not supposed to be starting fights.” he said, watching as the others talked amongst themselves. “I know, but then we wouldn’t have any beer would we?” you held up your glass, offering a toast to him. He did the same, and then you both drank the rest of your glasses. You were about to continue the conversation, when you saw Thrawn slam his glass on the table and stumble over, point to Kallus and say, “Square up, bitch.”

Kallus looked surprised for a moment, before asking, “E-Excuse me, sir?” Thrawn stared right into him with anger in his eyes. “Your being too friendly with my wife-” “Sir, she isn’t your wife-” “not YET-” “Thrawn, it’s fine, here, lets go and-” Thrawn finally reached Kallus and just straight up punched him, knocking the blond down, and then just start beating him up. You leaned against the wall as Kallus regained his composure and then grabbed Thrawn's collar and tossed him away before getting up, grabbing his shirt along the way, and then hurling him onto the table. At this point they had everyone's attention. Deciding to document this, and placing it in the wondrous hall of “Times Thrawn should’ve taken his own advice”, you posed in the camera, and then took the actual picture. 

Not looking at the fight in front of you, you study the photo and see Thrawn and Kallus beating the shit out of each other, Yularen panicking, Eli trying to get Thrawn to stop, Pryce posing since she saw you taking a photo, and Tarkin and Krennic seemingly betting on who was going to win. Vader was just standing in the corner. You titled the photo “If you have a problem with your peers, please attempt to try and solve the problem diplomatically.” you saved the photo and then put your drink down to go and help your boyfriend.

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ok so this was actually really fun to write ngl bc halfway i was like “i should just throw this out” and then i watched the meme that made me want to write this and i was like “nah just finish it” so heres the chrismas present. its for u pls take it lmao. 

i need to go to bed. anyway im gonna go eat some tamales goodbye i love you 

edit: tagging @fallenrepublick bc ik u like chaotic shit

[huearmy]

The Smell of Truth - II

Summary: After years being forced to fight in clandestine hybrid ring, Jungkook is now living in shelter, but life remains bad, the place is abusive, and nobody seems to want adopt him. Until one night a pro-hybrid activist group invades the shelter, and a woman in black smelling like truth promises that things will get better, and he decides to follow her wherever she goes.

Pairing: pitbull!Jungkook x human!Reader

Genre: fluff, angst, future smut maybe.

Words: 3291

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: N/A.  Jungkook continues to be just a cute pie here ok dont touch me.

Chapter I  -  Chapter III  Chapter IV  Chapter V  Chapter VI Chapter VII

You have always been enchanted by hybrids. You grew up surrounded by them, they were friends and family. Literally. For exemple, your favorite uncle adopted your cousin, a cat hybrid, when you were five and she was three, he and his wife wanted a second child but could't have one biologically anymore, and you got a friend as a gift. You never saw your cous being treated diferently from her older sister, indeed they were equaly loved by the whole family. You two would run and play for hours together. 

You learned some diferences between you and hybrids when living with your cousin in childhood. The first one was that you, unfortunately, don't have fluffy beautiful ears and tail like they do, more than once your mother needed to comfort you before going to sleep cuz you were crying, wanting to be cute too. The second was that you were always at a disadvantage in games like hide and seek and tag you it, but you still had fun. The third is that hybrids can't go to school like normal kids. Until a certain age you were home schooled, taking classes with a tutor, when you turned eleven things changed a little bit, and you started studying at an elite college. Your world expanded, you started to study more hours a day and met new people, new teachers, classmates, you made new friends that gradually showed you a cruel world that you didn't know. Most of your friends were also daughters of politicians and entrepreneurs, just like you, and just like you, they grew up surrounded by hybrids. But while they were family to you, to your classmates they were butlers, maids, pets. Soon you started to understand the injustice of it all, of why you were bullied when you talked about your cousin, why you didn't like to go to some friends' house where you would see them treating their hybrids coldly. 

The last straw came when you were fourteen, more specifically your birthday. Until then you kept your friends from meeting your cousin, for fear that the situation would be strang, but it was you birthday, you wanted all your friends in your sleepover, including her. At the beginning of the night you were apprehensive, but your friends did nothing but find your cousin cute and be kind to her, so you relaxed. Everything was going well until one of her best friends decided that she liked your cousin so much that she was going to "ask her father to buy her".Your cousing didn't understand at the time, it was the first time that she was treated as something and not as a person. You were so angry that the party ended right there, most girls left, even though it was two-thirty in the morning. Days later you were expelled from school for getting involved in a fight and assaulting one of the girls who used the wrong word to define your family. You went back to school at home, with the best private tutors, and the world outside was no longer so beautiful. That's how you, already in college, joined a radical activist group for the sake of hybrids.

The concept of owning someone was disgusting for you, that's why you never adopted any hybrid, just fought to free them, in and out of law.That's why you don't recognizes yourself in the decision of getting Jungkook home. But here are you, driving your SUV with him sitting next to you in the passenger's seat. You want the best for each hybrid you have ever rescued, but never before have you been so involved that you are directly responsible for one as you are now doing with him. 

Jungkook have followed you to your car, where you gave him a oversized hoodie of yours to wear - the nigth got cold - and snacks that you had prepared for your trip back home. He was really entertained comparing flavors of three diferent chips, that he didn't even noticed when your black outlaw clothes are gone, replaced by a summer dress in a cardigan. Well, he couldn't remember the last time he had a chance to eat chips, it was probably when he was a kid, and there weren't that many flavors. Of couse, he was refraining from asking you too many questions, that were filling your head like: How is house? Will it be long before we arrive? Do you live with someone else? Do you have other hybrids? Do you do these jobs every night? ... But he kept silent, like a good boy.You said the drive to your city would take about two hours, that he could sleep, but he wanted to keep awake and looking out the window at the landscape, the trees he had never seen so many together and other cars, once in a while passing by with their lights on. It would be beautiful during the day too, he thought. The music playing softly on the radio is also cool.

"Ok." You brake the silence. "We have sometime before we get home, we can talk and get to know each other until then."

Jungkook took a sip of his soda before answering. 

"To know each other?"

"Yeah. Like a  game where we tell things about ourselves and ask each other something..."

"Got it. How do I win this game?" Jungkook got excited.

"It wasn't supposed to be a competition." You laughed, and then got thoughtful. "If you make a question you got one point. If you tell a fact about yourself without being asked you got two points..."

"Whoever has the most points wins. Ok." Jungkook softly clapped his hands with a happy soud coming from his mouth, the gesture doesn't go unnoticed by you. You showd him where to find paper and pen in the glove compartment for him to write down the points. In one side of the page he writed your initials and in the other, his - JK.

"I go first. Hummm... My full name is Y/N Y/L/N and I'm twenty-three. And you, what' is your age?"

"Woaaaa, Y/N! You already have five points, you are good at it." Jungkook excitedly wrote down your points, already thinking about what to say. "I'm twenty-two, but not for long, my birthday is in september. I'm a virgo. What's your sign?"

"Y/S." You responds. "You are into zodiac?"

"Not exactly. But it was a fact about me." Jungkook smile to you making you look away from the road for a moment longer than insurance so you can look at the dimples under his eyes. "Among these three chip flavors, which is your favorite?" "Both cheddar and bacon, I can't choose between them" You answered without hesitation. "Actually I love cheddar and bacon in any context. Did you decided wich one you like the most?"

Jungkook thoughtfully compared the chip packs.

"Nope. I like them all together. I like sweets more. Do you live with someone else?" Jungkook took the courage to ask something that was really on his mind.

"No, is just me in my apartament. But theres always a friend or relative visiting me, almost everyday. " 

Jungkook he felt a confusion of feelings, he did not know if he should be happy or disappointed that you lived alone, and as a result, that he will live only with you. It would be nice if you live with siblings or your parents if they are good like you, but at same time if they are bad he prefers to be with just you.

"How is your family?" He asked before you could make your next question.

"They are great." You said, your tone of voice and eyes ligthing up with affection. "I'm single child, but my family is quite big. We are all focused on progressive thinking of liberating hybrids. That's why I'm part of activist groups ... Of course, only I do this more clandestine work, and my mother doesn't even know. She would be crazy worry. You will like them I think. I have like six cousins, two girls and four guys... Oh my God, they will tease me so much for bringing a boy to live with me..."

Clearly your family is a trigger for you to talk non-stop. Jungkook concluded that your family must be really cool, for you to like them so much, making him wanting to know them too. It got him a little nervous. What would them think about him? Your talking makes your family look amazing, while he’s no big deal. Worse than being uninteresting is not being liked, and there are really bad things about him ... More bad than good things actually. Your family not liking him is scary, and thinking that you might know about his bad past and not liking him any longer suddenly made him anxious. 

You were bragging about your great-aunt's cooking skills when noticed Jungkook got too quiet.

"You are ok, Jungkook?"

He looked at you awkwardly, eyes round like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Yes."

"Sorry I talked too much." You let a weak laugh out, feeling embarrassed. "Is your turn now. Go ahead."

Jungkook looked through the window, avoiding looking to you.

"I don't know what else I have to say... You already won anyway." He showed you the score, your inicials with no space left to write down points. 

"Oh I bet you have a lot of things to say."

"Not good things." Jungkook dared to say, already regretting it as soon as the words left his mouth.Your voice softned.

"You don't need to tell me anything you are not ready to tell. Even if you're never ready. But I know that you are a person, and people are made up of many things, not just bad things." A moment of silence followed, you thinking about the next thing to say. "If you don't want to talk about past things... Lets talk about the future. What do you want to have for lunch tomorrow?"

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At some point Jungkook finally fell asleep. You drove an entire hour alone, slowly sipping an energy drink, his soft snores beside you not letting you forget about his presence. Everything you want is to sleep too, your eyes heavy, your body numb. You were thinking of it an how you would be in your bed about time, in your fluffy pijamas and warm socks, when blue and red lights appeared in your rear view mirror.

 You pulled over and waited to the cop to come closer to lower the window

."Good nigth, officer." 

You greeted in a low voice.The man just nodded writing down your license plate. 

"Do you know why I made you pull over?" He said, louder than you.

"No, sir." You calmly answered, shrugging. "I was not above the speed limit and my tail lights are ok."

He made an approving sound.

"Papers please."

You turned on the light and reached out to get your documents from the glove compartment, making Jungkook open his sleepy eyes with a groan.

"Y/N?" He called with a pout. The ultimate pout."Shhh. Keep sleeping, babe. We didn't arrived yet."

He obeyed immediately, leaning his head on the window, and you can tell he didn't really wake up in the first place. He was with his cap and hoodie on, so the cop couldn't see his ears and know he is a hybrid. And theis way is better, you thought. 

"Your boyfriend?" The cop asked while analyzing your driver's license.Time to improvise with your acting skills.

"Kind of." You timidly put a lock of hair behind your ear.He scanned the trash in the car."Any alcohol?"

"No, sir. Just energy drink and soda." You smiled.

He did the breathalyzer test on you anyway. 

Since it didn't point to guilty results, you were released to continue your journey.

 You took a deep breath, glad he didn't asked to inspect the car, he would surely find something that would link you to the terrorist act against the shelter, as the newspapers would for sure report the next day.

The good part is that forging Jungkook's adoption document in your name with a date prior to the rescue will be super easy, as the shelter's records blew up in the explosion. That thought made you relax and start driving normally. ________________________________________________________________

"Jungkook. Jungkook wake up." You shook his shoulder, his sleep too heavy. His head fell forward, making him jump in his spot, blinking heavily, the ultimate pout making another appearance. "We arrived, Jungkook."

Jungkook slowly regained consciousness, seeing you standing outside the car, beside him, holding the door open for him to get out.

"We're at home?." His face got bright.

"Yeah. Come."

It was a courtyard at the back of a small old building, it was still early in the morning, the sky was still dark and no one in town was awake. You turned on the car alarm, and guided a still sleepy but very attentive to the details of the new place, Jungkook, to the back door of the building, taking the bunch of keys out of his pocket - of your hoodie that he was wearing. He liked the proximity, the soud of the keys and the smell of the place. Actually the smell was pretty amazing, specially when you opened the door and everything inside got your smell, and others good things.

 You noticed his nose working in the air and laughed.

"Is a flower shop. Do you like it?" You asked.

Something made sense to Jungkook, it's not that the place smelled like you, you smelled like flowers because of the place.

"Yeah. Is pretty good." He said still sniffing the air.

"On the first floor we have the shop, on the second the shop office and a photo studio that I rent to a friend... And on the third and fourth is our home." You tell him as you go up the stairs, he following you closely. "Early on, both the store and the office are open, but this should not be a problem if you want to sleep till late."

"Ok."

You two whispered up to the third floor, a small corridor with two doors on one side and windows on the other. You stepped forward to the first door, the entrance to the living room and struggled to fide the rigth key in the dark. 

Jungkook noticed a faint light coming from under the door and a murmur inside. There was someone in there. He got alert and slightly apprehensive.

You finally oppened the door and got inside, dropping your heavy bag on the floor, the keys in the corner table, kicking off your boots. Jungkook got inside with short steps, looking around cautiously, looking for the person who would ambush you both. The light was the TV... He smelled a cat. 

"Y/n?" A sweet and sleepy voice reached your ears, a little form lifted on the couch. A sniffing soud and the sweet voice got hostile. "Who is this?"

"Yeri, you are here." You smiled, not really caring for the mood changing of her. Jungkook stepped behind you a little. "This is Jungkook. Jungkook, this is Yeri, my cousin."

"Hi." Jungkook tryied.

"What's he doing here? You never brought anyone home ..."

And by anyone she meant hybrids, and Jungkook knows it. He couldn't see her face in the dark, just her luminous cat eyes with vertical pupils, the dominant presence of those who had their territory invaded radiating from her. 

"There is always a first time I guess." You say, still ignoring the awkward atmosphere, taking off your cardigan and hanging it on the rack behind the front door. "Are you in the guest room?"

Yeri got up and turned off the TV.

"No. I'm sleeping with you."Clearly she didn't trust Jungkook yet. If you bet, she was ready to sleep in the guest room, but now she decided to sleep with you to protect you from the stranger. 

"Ok." You said.

"Ok." She said. 

She turned on the light in the corridor, taking a few steps to the top floor, with bare feet and cute pijamas, and then stopped looking at Jungkook. Now he could see her face. The scariest cat he has ever seen. "Welcome to the family." And than she disappeared up the stairs.

Jungkook gulped, not sure what to think about it.

"She liked you." You told him, putting a hand in the small of his back.

"How do you know?" He asked you with round eyes.

"She didn't say she disliked you." You smiled. "Yeri is pretty honest about her feelings."

You took him to a room in the hall, with a messy cat-smelling bed in the middle, an empty desk and an armchair close to the window, and an empty closet. Beside the bed on the floor was an open handbag , with women's clothing showing up.

"She said she wasn't going to sleep here..." Jungkook pointed.

"Yeah, she lied about it. She wouldn't let me put you to sleep on the couch, though..." You went down the hall and came back with another blanket. "Aaaand, this will be your room. You'd better get used to it."

You fixed the sheets and changed the blanket and pillowcases, probably to help with the cat smell, odorless bedding help to make the bed more of him.

"That's what I can offer you for now, after all I wasan't expecting to adopt you. We can fix it later." You tiredly said, picking Yeri's bag from the floor.

"Ah... Don't worry.". Jungkook wanted to say he was already happy with what he got, that being adopted in firts place was more than he expected, that he was greatfull of your caring so far. But he couldn't find the words to put in on.

"Good, bucause I'm dead tired... I need to sleep, and you do too." You gave him a pat in his back, and went to the door. "If you need it, theres a bathroom in the end of the corridor. Good night." And than you closed the door behind you.

Jungkook waited for the sound your staps desapeard to start moving and breathing again. He was in his room! He ran to the window and opened the curtains a little to see outside, it seemed to be a main street in a small town, but Jungkook had never stepped in a small town before to have reference. He tryied the armchair and conclued it was confortable enouth to take a nap on it. The closet was big enough for him to fit in - he tested it - another possible place for good naps. With leaps of joy he imagined all the things he could kept there, the clothes and shoes he didn't have yet but dream of having. Fantasizing about when you were going to take him to shopping, he put the hat on one of the top shelves and closed the double doors carefully, to make any noise. And then threw himself on the bed, scenting the sheets, sighing contentedly. He took off his shoes and placed beside the bad, his wallet in the nigthstand - open like a picture frame, showing the photo of two hybrid little boys embracing and smiling - , and the suffed bunny lying next to him with it's own pillow.

All in this room felt so real to him, as much as your smell. If you said it will be his room so it's true, because se believe in you, and he is so happy.With the thought of a bright future with you Jungkook finally fell asleep again.

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Tag list: @stayunderthelights​ ​  @deolly​ @panconte​

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Thakyou!!! Let me know if you liked it... <3 <3 <3 This is a sub blog so I wont respond coments, but I read it all.

[taegis-gf]

Forbidden - Part 3

Dealer!yoongi x Reader

Warnings ➜ smut, oral (f receiving), non-protected sex, some light choking, some angst and a little fluffy, yoongi got beat up a little :(

Summary ➜ You never meant to lock eyes with the beautiful stranger at Namjoon’s house party, you also didn’t mean to completely fall for him, knowing exactly how dangerous it was.

Word Count ➜ 6.5K

NB: if drug-taking in fics isn’t for you/or makes you uncomfortable, also reader is literally getting with a drug dealer, so if any of this isn't for you  - please don’t read!

Notes ➜ hey. guys hehe i hope u enjoy this im in a little bit of a rut with it as i dont even really know where im taking it yet, thank u for being patient with me and lmk what u think ! also sorry for any spelling errors!!

PART1 | PART2 | PART3

The next few days passed without you hearing a word from Yoongi. You had refrained from texting him, always being too stubborn for your own good, plus he definitely didn’t deserve a text from you, However, from the way he had been ghosting you, you had assumed he probably didn’t even care or notice that you were mad at him.

You had gotten past the sad stage of it all and had now reached anger, what had you been thinking jumping into bed with someone you barely knew? 

It hadn’t felt like that at the time though, you had thought you and Yoongi had a connection.

Why did it feel so right when he was with you, why did you two click so well?

And why the hell couldn’t you stop thinking about him?

He was making your life hard, consuming every thought, you had barely got your essay submitted in time and when you did you were pretty sure it didn’t even make any sense, just a spew of words on a document that you wanted out of your sight so you go back to wallowing in self-pity about some boy.

You admittedly had not left your dorm since Jungkook had spoken to you, that was 2 days ago and you really needed to get Yoongi out of your mind instead of lying in your bed and just thinking. 

You were driving yourself crazy admittedly, and you knew you were being dramatic, it wasn’t like Yoongi even owed you anything, the two of you were only at the beginning of something that didn’t even have a label yet. 

However, you just wanted something even if it was a ‘I never wanna see you again’, at least it would be some sort of closure.

The sound of your phone ringing instantly made you jump, the silence being so harshly interrupted it scared you half to death.

You closed your eyes for a moment before flipping your phone over only to feel major disappointment when you saw it wasn’t Yoongi’s name on your screen.

You answered anyway with a heavy heart.

“Hey Tae, what’s up?” You asked.

“What’s up?! You haven’t responded to me in 3 days, what’s up with you?” He asked, his tone sounded concerned and you could only smile sadly at the compassion your friend seemed to have for you.

“Nothing Tae I’ve just been distracted with work you know?”

You could hear him sighing softly before he spoke again.

“I’m calling to let you know we’re all going over to Joon’s, if you would read the damn groupchat I wouldn’t be calling you.”

You scoffed at the curt tone he used with you but you knew he didn’t mean it in a bad way.

“Joon’s? I’m not really in the mood for a party Tae-“

“It’s not a party,” Taehyung said, cutting you off. “It’ll just be the 7 of us babe. Please come, I miss you.”

“How many time have I told you to stop calling me that?” You asked rolling your eyes at the wall.

“Just say you’ll come? I can even come get you.” Taehyung offered.

You supposed it was better than wallowing in your bed another day.

“Yeah fine okay, I’ll come.” You said.

“Good I’m glad, I’ll come get you in about an hour, get dressed I’ll ring you when I’m outside.”

With a quick 'goodbye' Taehyung hung up and you decided to get up and make yourself look human.

You opted for no makeup and just some simple sweats, you knew you and the guys would probably just be watching a movie so you didn’t see the point in dressing up any more than that, although you couldn’t count how many times a simple hangout had been a ruse to get you to a party.

Taehyung called you again to inform you he was waiting outside, so you quickly grabbed your phone and coat and left your dorm as quick as you could.

When you finally reached outside you saw Taehyung’s car and made a beeline, opening the door and jumping in you plastered a smile on your face hoping it would take away from the prying questions you assumed Taehyung had lined up.

“Hey Tae, thanks for coming to get me, a cab to Joon’s is so fucking expensive and I know I’m super out of the way, so I appreciate it.”

Taehyung scoffed. “Please, you know I would come to get you even if you were 500 miles out of the way, what are friends for?” He stated as he started up the engine.

The drive was silent for the most part, you were surprised as you had expected Taehyung to go into full-blown interrogation mode on why you’d been ignoring everyone, but he didn’t, maybe he was waiting on you coming to him, if that was the case he’d be waiting a long ass time.

As he pulled up and you both went inside your heart warmed at the sight of your friends all talking and laughing with each other, you hadn’t seen them like this in a while and it almost made you tear up.

“Hey guys.” You said as you kicked off your shoes and took a spot on the sofa in between Jungkook and Taehyung as he had decided to follow you and sit wherever you were going.

“Hey Y/N, we all thought you were dead.” Hoseok said as stuffed a handful of chips into his mouth.

Everyone else murmured in agreement with a few sly comments about ignored messages and calls.

You closed your eyes and decided the best thing to do was to state you’d had a lot of work to catch up on and that becoming a recluse was the only way you would get it all finished.

You didn’t miss the way Jungkook side-eyed you but simply chose to not look his way for the sake of saving yourself the judgemental looks about your obvious lying to your best friends.

“Come onnnnnnn. Will someone put on a good horror movie already, and Joon please throw me a beer.” Taehyung called.

Everyone got settled as a movie was picked and the lights were switched off.

That was when your phone decided to vibrate in your pocket.

You slipped it halfway out just trying to glance at the notification and your heart jumped when you saw the name on the screen.

Notification: Yoongi: iMessage(s) 1

You muttered some excuse about needing to pee, and jumped off the sofa to run upstairs, needing to compose yourself before you unlocked your phone.

8:37PM

Yoongi: hey i cant even begin to explain how sorry I am…i understand 100% if you don’t want to speak to me again

You watched as you saw the typing dots disappear and reappear as you stared at your phone. Then another message came through.

Yoongi: i really wanted to call you but i was afraid you’d be too mad and wouldn’t pick up so please if theres even a chance you’ll speak to me again - call me. If u don’t i undertsand and i wont bother you anymore.. i feel so stupid Y/N you don’t deserve this

Your heart was beating at about a million miles per hour as you reread his messages over and over. You had absolutely no idea how to approach this.

You decided now was not the best time to call him, you were just going to have to wait it out and call him when you got back to your dorm.

You decided you’d leave him on read for now, he’d left you waiting for nearly 3 days, he could wait 3 hours for your reply.

As you walked back into the room with your friends you sat beside Taehyung and he let you cuddle up next to him, he began gently playing with your hair as you tried your best to lie down, Jungkook patted his lap as an indication you could spread your legs out and rest them on his own and you smiled as he put an arm over them.

You felt incredibly loved by your friends in that moment, tears threatening to spill as the simple comforts they were providing so naturally to you, meant so much in that moment.

You felt a little guilty at your unwillingness to tell them how upset you were, you trusted them with so much and they trusted you just as equally. But things were confusing for you at the moment and you wouldn’t even know where to start.

You looked up to see Jungkook looking at you with concern, he obviously knew a lot more than the rest of them but he didn’t know just how much Yoongi was affecting you at that particular moment.

You smiled reassuringly at him and he gave your thigh a small squeeze before you both turned back to the movie.

You hadn’t realised just how tired you were until Taehyung was gently shaking you awake, alerting you that the movie was over and even though no one was leaving or anything he offered to bring you home.

You shook your head at his offer telling him you would just get a taxi home and that he should stay and enjoy the rest of the night, he had smiled at you softly asking about 5 times if you were sure and you had laughed excusing yourself to the bathroom before he could argue with you anymore.

You found yourself in the same position, just leaning against the door staring at the messages Yoongi had sent a few hours ago, you felt groggy from the sleep and in your haze you decided that calling him and getting this over with would be the best thing to do, you weren’t thinking clearly, but then again, you never were when it came to him.

As you listened to the ringing tone you began to feel your anxiety building, you weren’t even sure what you were going to say to him or even sure how you felt towards him, yeah sure you were upset but did you even have any right to be mad at him? 

It wasn’t like Yoongi was your boyfriend or anything, he didn’t owe you anything.

He picked up on the third ring an anxious and quick “Hello?” sounded from his end, like he was afraid he was going to miss the call.

“Hey…” You said, unsure of where to go with it.

“Jesus Y/N I am sorry, you must think I’m such an asshole. I wa-”

“Do you like me Yoongi?” You cut him off.

“Wh-what?” Yoongi asked, he sounded unsure, like he was afraid he would say the wrong thing.

“Do you like me?” You asked again, slower.

“Yes of course Y/N, I like you a lot.”

“Okay, do you see me as someone you can just fuck and I’ll come running when you call? Because believe me Yoongi you really are talking to the wrong girl if that’s what you think this is.”

You weren’t sure where your bold attitude was coming from, you suppose you’d been holding in a lot of feelings the past few days regarding the situation, but for some reason, it was coming out as anger and with a hint of sass.

“Jesus – no, no Y/N that is so not what I’m thinking this is, you know that right? Fuck I didn’t mean to leave it so long to talk to you, but there was an emergency and I had to leave town to do something and I only got back tonight and I’m sorry, please know I'm sorry.” You could hear the pleading in his voice, the genuine asking for forgiveness. 

Your knees felt weak and you weren’t sure why but all you wanted was to see him, to tell him it was all okay and you forgive him.

But a part of you wanted to stand your ground, you didn’t want to seem like a pushover who was going to roll over because he sounded like he was sorry, this was only a phone call, you couldn’t even look him in the eyes or anything.

“Can you pick me up and we can talk?” You asked, you wanted to see him, ask him what exactly was going on.

“Yes of course, you’re not at your dorm?” He asked the question harmlessly but you felt he was a little nervous.

“No actually I’m with the guys at Namjoon’s house, I can send you the address if you can’t remember..”

“I remember Y/N. I’ll be there in 10 minutes.” 

And with that he hung up, eager to see him - but still feeling cautious - you left the bathroom to tell the guys you were going to wait outside for your taxi.

They all hugged you goodbye and you definitely noticed how Jungkook lingered for that extra few seconds.

He could sense something was wrong with you, but he knew to wait until you came to him with your problems.

As you stood at Namjoon’s garden gate a pair of headlights began approaching slowly and you knew it was him. He stopped outside and you ran to his car door, trying to avoid any of the guys from seeing that it wasn’t just an ordinary taxi you were going home in.

It smelt like a new car inside and you turned to face the driver, he looked over at you with an awkward smile and that’s when you saw the extremely dark black eye that covered his right eye. You covered your hand with your mouth trying not to audibly gasp.

“Yoongi! Oh my god are you okay?” You reached out, wanting to touch his face but realised that wasn’t the best idea before dropping your hand again. 

Your anger at him now replaced with worry, you scanned his face further to see his slightly busted lip as well.

“Y/N, I promise you it’s not as bad as it looks. Can we talk about this when we get to my place?” He asked, placing a hand on your thigh he gave it a reassuring squeeze.

“Your place?” You asked, confused.

“Yeah…only if you want, it’s just that it’s closer to here and I thought you wanted to talk.”

You were nodding, your stomach trying to suppress the nerves that were bubbling up at the idea of going to his place this first time as you also tried to process everything that was already happening.

“Okay, yeah let’s do that.” You said.

Neither of you spoke again the entire ride.

When Yoongi finally pulled up into the carpark of a luxury apartment complex you stared in disbelief. This was where he lived?

He makes a lot of money doing what he does you quickly reminded yourself, suddenly embarrassed at size and quality of your dorm room.

You followed him inside and stopped at the entrance completely in shock at the sheer size and beauty of his apartment. 

You shook yourself, you were here for one thing.

“Take a seat please, Y/N.” He said motioning at the large plush sofa.

You took a seat but watched as Yoongi stood examining you.

“Aren’t you gonna sit?” You asked the atmosphere was tense, awkward, you couldn’t even sense Yoongi’s mood, he was just looking at you, expressionless.

You looked back at him, you were starting to feel frustrated.

“So what? We’re just going to sit here in silence, scratch that, you’ll stand, I’ll sit?” You asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

“I’m sorry,” Yoongi replied.

“What?” You asked, your eyes shooting up to look at him, you knew he had to be in pain with his eye and you felt a twinge of guilt for being annoyed with him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t call or text, I know I left you in your room like that – after we had just…I’m sorry Y/N.” He sighed heavily, finally taking a seat beside you.

“Just tell me what happened, I’m an understanding person Yoongi, but I don’t think I can do this if you’re just going to keep disappearing on me…”

You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him now he was closer, you decided the floor was the best place to look at in that moment.

“It was an emergency…it’s stupid, rivalry is a very real thing in this business. I got into a fight with some guy when I went down there. One of my friends was seriously threatened by some people and we had to go down there and deal with it.” He explained, you didn’t want the specifics really and you were glad he wasn’t giving it to you.

“Yoongi…you’re like - I mean - do you really think you’re the best guy for that sort of thing?” You were half teasing him, but also very worried, this wasn’t something that happened a lot, was it?

Yoongi scoffed out a small laugh.

“I’m not usually the guy that handles situations Y/N, I just had to go down there to talk it out with some people.” 

You shuddered, you hated this, hated that this was his life.

Yoongi gently placed a hand on your thigh and you allowed him to keep it there, finally looking back up at him.

“Jesus Y/N, I’m sorry for leaving you like that, I would never do anything like that to you on purpose…please forgive me?” 

You knew he was sorry, you could feel that he was sorry.

You whispered out a soft ‘I forgive you’. 

You knew it was weak of you but you seemed to be at your weakest when Yoongi was looking at you like you meant the world to him.

Yoongi let out a sigh of relief, a small smile on his face, but he winced in pain as the smile opened up the wound on his lip.

“Let me get you something for that.” You said, standing. 

You could use the distraction more than anything as you asked him where the bathroom was and grabbed a damp cloth and some tissue.

You sat down turning your body to face him you lightly dabbed at the wound and cringed a litte in sympathy when he hissed in pain.

“Hold the tissue to it so it doesn’t bleed again.” you said as you folded it up and handed it to him.

“Do you have any ice? It’ll help your eye..” You asked as you went to get up again.

He simply nodded, and pointed to the freezer, allowing you to worry and take care of him.

You sat back down again with a small makeshift ice pack, and told him to lay down so you could place it over his eye, he protested a little but it didn’t take much to coerce him.

“I’m seriously not even in that bad of shape Y/N, you should see the other guy.” He said, laughing a little but then immediately stopping as the pain in his lip stung.

You rolled your eyes at him, knowing he was joking but it did make your stomach twist with nerves at the same time, what if this had been a lot more serious?

When you didn’t speak he reached over for the remote to turn the T.V on, you supposed he couldn’t handle the tense silence you were giving in return for his bad joke.

As he searched about Netflix he spoke again “I have to say, I do think you’d make a pretty sexy nurse.” He joked again and this time you cracked a smile, unable to stop yourself from scoffing out a laugh.

“Are you seriously flirting with me right now?” You asked, sitting back down on his couch you lifted his legs to allow them to rest on your lap, a simple gesture to show him you didn’t completely hate him.

He laughed a little, a genuine laugh and you found yourself laughing too.

“Put a movie on, keep the ice on your eye and shut up!” You said through laughter.

You did end up watching a movie, the night got more and more comfortable as Yoongi decided to order takeout and bring out blankets to the couch. 

As you both cuddled up to each other your hand absent-mindedly playing with his as you watched the movie, it was an incredibly intimate thing to do but it felt so natural you could barely keep the smile off your face.

As the movie was coming to an end you began yawning announcing it was getting late and you should get back to your dorm, but as you made a move Yoongi’s brought his arm around your waist tightly a small ‘don’t go’ escaping from his lips.

You sighed, you wanted to stay over if you were being honest but was it really the best idea?

“I don’t know Yoongi….I don’t even have a change of clothes or anything.”

Yoongi pulled you him closer to him and you let yourself relax into his touch.

“I’ll lend you something to sleep in. Please Y/N. I’ve missed you.”

And with those 3 word’s he didn’t even need to say anymore.

You let out a sigh of content. “Yes Yoongi I’ll stay.”

He got up, asking you to follow him to his room. 

You obliged, following after him to the nearest door. He opened it up and motioned for you to wait on his bed while he found you something comfortable.

You looked around at the unfamiliar room, the first thing you noticed was how clean it was, that was unusual for a guy his age it was simple, his sheets white and his room plain you looked around in awe.

You weren’t sure what you had been expecting if you were being honest, but as you were about to comment he was suddenly standing in front of you, a black tee and a pair of basketball shorts in hand.

You smiled up at him “Thank you Yoongi.”

“That door there is the bathroom.” he said pointing to an ensuite inside his own room.

You nodded going in and when you shut the door behind you you let out a long sigh.

You were really going to stay here tonight.

As you got changed you realised the t-shirt he had given you was long enough to ignore the shorts he had given you.

Folding your own clothes and leaving them on top of his wash basket you grabbed your phone for a quick glance before you returned to him.

A notification from Jungkook.

11:12PM

JK: I hope you’re okay you seemed a little off tonight, please remember you can talk to me about anything.

You smiled, feeling your heart swell at the loving message you typed a quick reply with a thank you and lots of heart emojis.

As you left the bathroom you saw Yoongi awkwardly standing like he wasn’t quite sure what to do with himself.

He looked up at you and you saw him eyeing your body, his eyes travelling up your bare legs, you felt the heat of his gaze taking you all in and you couldn’t help but revel in the feeling that you had that effect on him.

“I’ll – um – take the couch, you sleep here.” You could tell he was distracted over your lack of clothes but he cleared his throat and began to leave.

“Yoongi.” You called and stopped him in his tracks.

“Thank you for being such a gentleman.” You giggled.

You heard him scoff a laugh before walking out of the room, some sort of pyjamas in hand.

So here you were, left alone in Min Yoongi’s bedroom.

You werent exactly sure what you should be doing, should you just go to sleep?

As if it were that easy…

You felt giddy as you got under the covers, his bed was huge compared to your single in your dorm.

You tried to relax and calm a little remembering you were technically meant to be trying to sleep, you reached over to turn off the bedside lamp, shrouding yourself in darkness.

You decided to scroll through your phone for a while trying to think about other things and definitely not how badly you wanted to go out there and ask Yoongi to come back.

Your intentions weren’t even of a sexual nature, you simply just wanted him to lay with you, you wanted to fall asleep in his arms – something you hadn’t got the chance to do yet.

After about 20 minutes of tossing and turning and checking every social media platform you decided to take a deep breath and just go ask him, you were nervous that he wouldn’t even want to but then again he was letting you stay in his room after all.

You slowly tiptoed across the floor, afraid in case he was already sleeping you quietly opened the door.

You realised you couldn’t even tell with as you could only see the back of the couch and not his form, you decided to half shout half whisper, praying he was awake anyway.

“Yoongi!”

He head came into view as he sat up from the couch, looking wide awake and a little confused.

“Is everything okay?” He asked, a look of concern crossing his features.

“Yeah…” You realised just how shy and nervous you actually felt as you continued speaking. 

“Will you come sleep beside me Yoongi please?”

You saw a small smile appear on his face, “Of course, I’m super glad you asked, I wanted to ask but I thought you would see it as creepy or something.”

You rolled your eyes smacking him on the shoulder as he got closer.

“Your whole dick has been inside me but you think cuddling is as the creepy thing to offer?!” You asked, eyes widening in shock a little.

Yoongi held his hands up in defence as he followed you to the bed both of you climbing in on either sides.

“I don’t know…” He trailed off looking at you as you now lay beside one another.

“I guess I thought you were still mad at me.”

You sighed a little and looked at him scanning his face and frowned a little at the black eye that adorned his beautiful features.

“I hate that someone hurt you Yoongi.” You said, you hadn’t really meant to say it aloud.

Both your faces were close looking at each other in comfortable silence, a small pout forming on his lips at your statement he leaned in and gave you the smallest of pecks, it was so sweet and tender you felt like you heart was going to beat out of your chest as heat formed across your cheeks.

“Let’s go to sleep Y/N.”

You nodded, leaning in a little closer to him and shutting your eyes after whispering a soft ‘goodnight’.

*

You woke up feeling too hot, far too hot. As you took in your surroundings and remembered where you were you smiled at the reason for your warmth, realising Yoongi had pulled you in and draped his arm over your waist in the middle of the night. You felt comfortable in his arms, having one of the best sleeps you’ve had in a long time, your worries felt at ease for once and you just simply felt in the moment with him.

You slowly shifted until you were turned to face him, he pouted a little in his sleep at the disruption and you couldn’t help but smile harder, placing a soft kiss on his pout you watched as his eyes fluttered open slowly, confusion on his face as he tried to take in what sensation had just woken him up.

He smiled when he saw you looking at him, stretching his limbs and letting out a long yawn.

“Did you sleep well?” You asked.

“Mmmm yes I did, I really like waking up next to you…” He said, his handing tracing absent-minded patterns on your arm.

“Me too…” You trailed off feeling a little sad that this wasn’t going to be a permanent thing.

“Your eye looks a little better, I think it’s starting to heal.” You said reaching out to touch his face gently.

“Hm you don’t think it’s sexy? Like in a 'wow I’m a big sexy bad boy' way?.” 

You couldn’t roll your eyes hard enough turning away from him only to have him whine and pull you back to face him.

“Yeah that whine sounds so bad boy.” You said giggling as he pulled you closer and began kissing your neck.

“Hmmmm, you smell amazing.” He said nuzzling further into your neck with a groan.

You felt yourself begin to grow a little hot at the noise, his lips leaving a hot trail down to your collarbone.

You let out a pleased noise.

“Hmm you like that baby?” He asked beginning to move his body so he was hovering over yours, his mouth kissing lower.

You let out a noise of approval feeling too hot and worked up to speak.

His hands found your hips and he slowly pushed up the t-shirt you were wearing his hands gliding along your warm skin.

As he pushed it up further you helped him, pulling it off you completely leaving you in only your underwear.

Yoongi let out a groan at the picture of your almost naked body in front of him resting his forehead on your stomach trying to compose himself for a moment as the mere sight of you was making him go a little crazy.

You let out a whine “Yoongi do something. Please.”

He looked back up at you a smirk on his face, “Now who’s whining babe?”

You let out a scoff quickly followed by a sharp gasp as his mouth latched onto your nipple.

His tongue teasing and sucking you could feel the wetness pooling at your core.

You wanted to squeal a little, the frustration of how teasingly slow he was going was making you feel crazy.

As he took his time, making sure to kiss every inch of your body by the time he got close to where you needed him most you were a writhing mess.

“Yoongi please.” You gasped out when he kissed the inside of your thigh, merely a few centimetres away from you soaked panties.

“Tell me what you want baby. I’ll give it to you.” He said planting another soft kiss even closer this time.

You suddenly felt a little embarrassed, you don't think you’d ever begged to get your pussy ate before.

“I want…your tongue on me, fuck please.” You breathed out, hardly able to think straight.

Yoongi put his hands to the hem of your panties silently asking you to raise your hips and you did allowing him to pull them off.

You let out a yelp when Yoongi pushed your thighs further apart so he had a full view of your leaking core.

You let out a low whine of embarrassment trying to close your thighs a little but Yoongi had a strong grip.

“Sorry I’m staring, your pussy is beautiful though…” 

You immediately brought your hand up to your face not believing the words coming out of his mouth.

“Yoongi shut up!” You said from behind your hands.

Yoongi laughed a little bringing his head down, you nearly moaned at the feeling of his breath on your core.

“Please.” Was all you whispered out, so beyond desperate for some sort of relief you were clenching around nothing.

Yoongi’s tongue slowly licked up until he started slowly licking at your clit,  giving it all his attention.

You moaned, absolutely in bliss at the feeling, but you needed something more.

“Yoongi your fingers please…”

His cock twitched at that, hardening further at your words, did you know what you were doing to him?

He happily obliged, slowly slipping a finger inside you, pumping in and out before adding a second, stretching you out further.

As he kept up his assault on your clit, you didn’t think you’d ever felt an orgasm approach you this fast before, the familiar pressure building in record time.

“Yoongi oh my god – I think – I think I’m gonna come, please don’t stop, please.”

As he listened, knowing you were close he picked up the pace, pumping his fingers faster and sucking on your clit a little bit harsher.

“Fuck!” You half yelled along with a moan, turning your head to the side and closing your eyes as you let your orgasm wash over you, your whole body felt heavy as you came down, the whole time Yoongi’s tongue never left you slowly working you through it.

“Yoongi.” You said, breathing heavily. “Get back up here.”

You turned back as he slowly moved back up so his face was facing yours again a smile on his face.

You placed your hands on either side of his face, feeling like your heart could burst at the sight of the man in front of you, pulling his face to yours so you could kiss him rather than say something stupid.

Yoongi groaned a little as his hard-on brushed against you, he must’ve been in need of some serious relief.

You felt an immediate pulse of fresh pleasure at the thought of him getting hard at the action of eating you out.

“Yoongi…want…you to fuck me.” You said between short kisses.

Yoongi smirked at you.

“Really?” He asked feigning innocence and you honestly could’ve rolled your eyes at his teasing if you weren’t so turned on.

“Yes baby please, want you to fuck me so hard Yoongi and I know your big dick will fill me right up.” You said trying to sound as seductive as possible, you could play this game if he wanted too.

Yoongi just stared for a second as his brain buffered not believing the filth coming from you.

“Fuck.” Was all he said as he began kissing your neck again and this time you felt him fishing his cock out of his underwear.

Lining up at your entrance, he stopped just short of pushing in.

“Tell me how bad you want it baby and I’ll give it to you.”

Fuck he was going to be the death of you.

“Yoongi please, I need you so bad, need you to fill me up…”

And with that, he plunged into you bottoming out immediately.

You gasped at the pressure, your head falling back and your eyes almost rolling into the back of your head.

“Jesus fuck!” You yelled as he continued thrusting at such a relentless pace he had to grab you by the hips to stop your body from moving farther up the bed.

“Tell me what you want baby… harder, faster?” He asked, his breathing laboured as he tried to keep his pace up.

“Fuck yes oh my god I’ll come so fast like this.” You said your voice practically vibrating with how hard he was fucking you.

“Yeah?” He said his hand moving further up your body he stopped just short of your throat eyeing you up.

You had a feeling he was little too nervous to ask what he wanted but you knew just what was on his mind and you loved the idea.

“Yoongi choke me.” You gasped out.

“Please choke me a little, please? It’ll feel so good.”

Yoongi’s hip stuttered a little at your words his eyes widening in shock, he nearly came right there breathing deep, trying to compose himself.

“Yeah? Are you sure?” He asked.

You nodded like a crazy woman. “Yes.” You breathed out, not finding any more energy to speak, you could feel your orgasm coming.

His hand slowly snaked up your body until it was resting at your neck he slowly wrapped his fingers around it, applying light pressure.

“Baby... you need to tell me if it’s too much okay?”

You nodded at him again.

His fingers squeezed a little harder as he began fucking in you again as lightning speed.

You closed your eyes letting him choke and fuck you however he wanted, you were in a state of bliss as the familiar knot in your stomach was so close to snapping.

He didn’t choke you too hard always alternating between some pressured squeezes and releasing again.

“Feels so good.” You said when he eased up his pressure for a while.

“You wouldn’t believe how fucking hot you look like this baby…all spread out for me you’re so dirty baby, tell me... do the guys know what a little slut you are?”

Fuck.

You shook your head no.

“God if they could see you like this I think they would never recover.”

You weren’t sure where it came from but for a moment you pictured your 6 best friends watching you, and it sent you right over the edge.

“Yoongi I’m coming fuck, I’m coming!” You said as one of the best orgasms you’ve ever had tore its way through you.

Your core spasmed uncontrollably as you moaned, bringing Yoongi over the edge with you.

“Jesus christ.” He breathed out as he gathered up some strength to pull out of you and roll over to your side.

You laughed out loud as you turned to face him, unable to think straight you said the first thing that came to mind.

“That black eye still makes you look like a dumbass.”

It was Yoongi’s turn to laugh as you both tried to get your breathing under control.

“Come on, let’s get in the shower.”

*

You and Yoongi spent the rest of the day lazing around in his bed kissing and laughing, you had even given him a quick blowjob when you’d both gotten a little too handsy once again.

You didn’t think you could feel this way with someone but the absolute ease and comfort you felt being with him was indescribable.

As you both lay in his bed watching Netflix – although there wasn’t much watching – you heard the front door knock.

“Babe it must be the pizza, go open the door while I grab cash so he doesn’t leave.”

“I'm indecent!” You whined only wearing one of Yoongi’s shirts.

“Go give him a show!” He said winking at you as he went in search of his wallet.

You rolled you eyes getting up anyway not risking the delivery person getting fed up and actually leaving.

As you got to the door you made sure the t-shirt was pulled as far down as it would go.

You opened the door and swung it open “Hi can you wait –“

You froze.

“Y/N?” 

Your eyes widened in shock.

You were standing face to face with none other than Jin.

[penisbrigade]

aight fellas im here to discuss shit bc i just had family therapy and im starting to dislike my therapist

why tf is maturity and responsibility defined by people as submitting to authority? and that doesnt sound awful like maybe you’re thinking “homie are you on crack submitting to authority is normal thats how the world runs” and first of all people who are considered “lesser” submitting to authority shouldnt be the basis and backbone for how the world runs

regardless, what im talking about is children. children are seen as mature and responsible if they are quiet and obey without question. i was told that, to gain the use of a phone (i currently do not have one because my parents dont want to and im not responsible enough), i would need to be more responsible which, after the conversation progressed, i realized meant, not that i was to truly become responsible and take care of myself and have control over myself, but that i needed to obey my parents and not argue with them.

i hate to break it to ya my dudes but thats kinda the opposite of responsability

copying and pasting from the dictionary, responsibility is: “the state or fact of having a duty to deal with something or of having control over someone. "a true leader takes responsibility for their team and helps them achieve goals”

the state or fact of being accountable or to blame for something. "the group has claimed responsibility for a string of murders"

the opportunity or ability to act independently and make decisions without authorization."we would expect individuals lower down the organization to take on more responsibility" 

a thing that one is required to do as part of a job, role, or legal obligation.plural noun: responsibilities"he will take over the responsibilities of overseas director"

moral obligation to behave correctly toward or in respect of.”

clearly theres the bit at the end that states “moral obligation to behave correctly toward or in respect of” although technically that would be classified under “a thing that one is required to do as part of a job...” but language is fluid and can change so we’ll address this without making the excuse that because people always classified it this way, it changed.

it says moral obligation which could mean either you’re morally obligated bc you f e e l this person deserves respect (i.e a manager, boss, or royalty) or bc either the law or the bible says so as in “the bible says you must obey your parents so you obey us without question” (i.e parents, royalty, government, etc) 

it also says “behave correctly toward or in respect of” and now besties is where it gets a little harder bc like theres so many possible ways you could define this. take it whatever way you will but my definition of respect (based on its dictionary definition and also by inferring bc like i said language is fluid the dictionary doesnt always define it as it is) its admiration of someone or regard for their opinion n shit therefore this still doesnt add up with “absolutely obey your parents and authority without question” so

now again you might be thinking “homie whatever you’re snorting, you need to put down. you just said language is fluid while you argue about the definition of a word” and yes thats true but the issue is not that people are not following the words to their exact definition. the issue is that they are avoiding words that suit the situiation in favor of others that do not because the ones that would truly fit the situation have bad connotations.

words such as “controlling”, “over protective”, “paranoid” and even government words like “authoritarian” and such could be used in situations like this (these are very dramatic words and shouldnt be used flippantly, i warn you, but they shouldnt be locked up in cages to only ridicule the worst when they fit well in situations that arent so extreme) but people refrain from doing so bc they’re seen as bad. and obviously theres a reason they have bad connotations and that reason is because they’re bad. 

this is probably a bit controversial or whatever because like who wants to go around calling parents “controlling” when you’re simply having a therpeutic conversation with them? its because these are considered big bad extreme words and we cant use them because “thats not what they are they’re trying their best” like bestie i see that maybe they are trying but that doesnt mean they are not controlling or paranoid. 

its very close relating to how people wont use the word “abusive” unless the child is legitimately constantly in life threatening danger (this may seem extreme but i know many people who talk this way)

regardless of a n y of this, responsibility and maturity should not be seen as submitting to authority when, as we’ve seen, responsiblity is the exact opposite and maturity is quite close beside it

thank you

[dragonrajafanfiction]

“i like having power over you, dont you get it? theres no way to get out of this.” “you don't need anyone other than me, i'll be your everything.” —Aroma and Linghao

Caesar stepped out of the Rolls Royce in front of the large office shining office tower. Even as the Gattuso heir, there was some business he preferred to attend to himself. 

Aroma had agreed to his marriage proposal, but she had no experience in royal affairs, etiquette, or speech. She would have to learn all these things. 

The Golden Iris Academy was a secret school for Hybrid elite women meant to mold them into the perfect examples of society. His family insisted that for him to marry her, she must attend.

Enrollment could only be requested in person, however. 

Few people knew that in this seemingly inconspicuous office building, a small office served some of the wealthiest people in the world.

Caesar arrived in Burberry, Salvatore Ferragamo, and Gucci. The bell hop followed him to the elevator and punched in a special code that would go to the floor that was only accessible to a certain clientele.

Caesar said nothing to him as they rose silently up the tower. He didn’t agree with this decision to send her away and interrupt her studies. He wasn’t just marrying her for her looks or her bloodline.

As lovely as they were, her cool stoic personality attracted him even more. She grew up as a survivor. She knew hardship and death. At the ornate family banquet table, she looked at every expertly crafted dish with the same cold indifference and only ate a little. She appeared to take no interest in the conversation. What interested her more was what wasn’t said.

She wasn’t fooled by anyone’s outward words. Their tone and their body language broadcasted their insincerity. They didn’t like her because she wouldn’t play their games. For his sake, she refrained from using her razor sharp wit against them. Later, her insightful sarcasm showed how she could have verbally slain them like a trained sniper.

One shot. One kill.

He would hate for that to be ruined by the vapid frivolity of upper class ‘education’.

The elevator slowed and stopped. But the doors didn’t open. Immediately, Caesar released his Soul Skill ‘Scythe Itachi’ and reached for his waist band where his hunting knife Dictator rested. But it was too late. 

The cold blade of a black army thorn dagger rested against his neck, held by the bellhop.

His Soul Skill picked up on the heart beats of the hundreds of people who worked in this building. But from this bellhop there was nothing. Also he heard his breathy laugh and the shift of his clothing as he moved, it was as though this man were a walking corpse.

“What is it you want?”

“I want what you’re trying to steal from me. Aroma was mine before she was yours.”

He was fast with the manner of a killer, but his voice told him that he was a teenager, barely a man at all.

“While I admire your persistence as well as your skill, I’ve hardly stolen her.” He let the contempt show clearly from his voice. “I asked her a simple question and she gave me a simple answer. If you have a problem with it, there’s nothing more I can do or say other than get over it.”

“I told her, ‘You don't need anyone other than me, I'll be your everything.’” The knife pressed into his skin, drawing blood. The boy grit his teeth, snarling. “You’ve tricked her.”

“How so? If I’ve tricked her, then why don’t you slit my throat now and reveal the truth? It’s because you know that if you did that, she would no longer have any interest in you.” He smiled, but his hand was slowly unclipping his Desert Eagle revolver.

He was still detecting no heartbeat from this person. An illusion? A rather pointy illusion. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, the real bellhop was fallen at his feet, dead, his throat cut.

[dogmart]

The Art of Breeding

This is a phrase often thrown around in the dog show world. But what does it mean? The answer you’re going to get is going to change depending on who you ask. The art of breeding dogs that win? The art of breeding dogs that work? The art of preserving your breed?

There’s an argument that we’ve all heard; breeders are ruining breeds! Look at what they’ve done to German Shepherds! I am not writing this to debate that so please refrain from such.

The purpose of this post is to address something I have seen many, many times amongst older people in the dog show community.

(I’m speaking solely of AKC. I have no experience with other registries)

Terriers. We all know them, bred to kill vermin on farms. Most of them are pretty good at it too. Looking at the numbers entering shows, theres a downward trend. Montgomery County Kennel Club is just around the corner, also known as the biggest terrier show in the country. Last year the counts for the following breeds were:

Bedlington terriers: 29

Kerry Blue Terriers: 95

Scottish terriers: 110

This year (2019) the counts for the same breeds are:

Bedlington terriers: 14

Kerry Blue terriers: 83

Scottish terriers: 100

In 2018 there were 1834 dogs entered, of which 1212 showed

in 2019 there are 1348 dogs entered, of which I can’t say how many will show up. That’s almost a 500 dog drop. Now not all breeds have dropped in the entry at this show. Glen of Imaal terriers are up to 56 entries this year, whereas last year there was an entry of 27. That’s a great rise! But what about the breeds that are dropping? What can we do to boost those numbers?

Something I’ve seen seems to be the common scapegoat amongst the dog fancy. Designer dogs, they are the bain of purebred dogs. The downfall of us breeders. Woe. Woe.

Now let me say this: I’m not a fan of them, I don’t think the majority of them are responsibly bred. HOWEVER, I can see the appeal, and there are definitely responsible breeders. Breeders of ‘designer’ dogs, whether reputable or not, do a fantastic job marketing their dogs. They’re appealing to the average pet owner. You can disagree with that as much as you want, but it’s pretty blatant looking at the dogs you’re more likely to see on a daily basis.

So, back on track: terriers? Something I learned a long time ago, the world is constantly changing, evolving, growing. If you don’t grow with it, you tend to get left behind. I personally believe the same can apply to dogs. Terriers are an old fashion.

Afterall, what percentage of the population are farmers? According to google, as of 2008 less than 2% of the population are directly employed in agriculture.

98% of the population does not have a barn to worry about, and we have security systems now so we don’t need dogs solely for that purpose. Many pet owners want a companion first and foremost. So there must be something we’re missing if our breed numbers are declining.

Now lets look at the terrier purpose according to AKC: Bred to hunt, kill vermin and to guard their families home or barn

Let’s talk temperament, most pet owners that I’ve experienced are not thrilled about the idea of owning a dog that hits the end of the lead so hard trying to kill another animal or dog that its feet come off the ground. Is some of this training related? Sure, but a lot of it is the intensity of the drive that is so ingrained in the bones of these dogs they don’t know how to do anything but want to kill something.

If you look at two of the most popular purebreds, Golden Retrievers and Labrador Retrievers.

Goldens and Labs are both known for being family dogs that love everybody. No strangers exist in their eyes.

But to breed a low drive terrier on purpose? Blasphemy! That would ruin the sanctity of the breed! They need to be aggressive or else they’re not true terriers!

Okay... but I think there’s a very big issue when the dogs are SO high drive that they’re trying to kill each other. Many of the dogs I see at shows, I wouldn’t dare let rat with other terriers for fear of them going after each other. I don’t know how many of you [readers] have had to break up a dog fight where the dogs are genuinely trying to kill each other, but it’s not fun nor is it pretty.

What about energy? The modern family does not have time to exercise a dog 80hrs a day. I can’t speak for everyone, but most people I know don’t want a dog that’s going to put footprints on their ceiling [has happened] and shred everything in sight because they’ve gone so neurotic from not being able to run 24/7.

So I ask, as breeders what is valued more? Preserving something that has little place in modern society? Or keeping our breed a breed regardless of the changes that may have to be made to make it more appealing to the bigger audience?

Where can we find a common ground that appeals to the majority of pet owners as well as upholding the heritage of the breed?

We need to stop placing blame on everything else and start adapting with the changes that have come and will continue to come.

I’m NOT saying we need to start mixing everything, I’m saying clearly SOMETHING needs to change, regardless of what that may be.

[meshkol]

Twitter Threads (or That One Time Tony Dialled It Up to Eleven)

Summary: Social media is hard and full of trolls, and Tony has poor impulse control.

Notes: I hate this so much. Less cracky than I wanted it, because I suck at writing humour. Fill K-3 for the Tony Stark Bingo 2019: Gossip Press. Unbeta'd as per usual. Any relation to existing twitter handles is entirely coincidental.

Warnings: Social Media, Twitter, Homophobic Language, Sexist Language, Ableist Language, Internet, Trolls, Protective Tony Stark, Tony Stark Has A Heart, Tony Goes On A Rampage

No one can say that Tony’s ever had good impulse control, especially about people he loves.

@1234ideclareathumbwar posted: I donno what it is about dr strange but he must suck dick like a pro if hes got iron man whipped god knows theres nothing attractive about him except those dick suckin lips #drstrange #ironman #wtfisstarkthinking

 @100percentDONE-xxx replied: yeah its not like he can give a decent handjob ffs must me the lips or maybe hes just tight every1 knows stark loves a tight whole hes prolly cheating neway poor cripple

 @itsawrapandimreadytoparty replied: Probably just lays there and thinks about the wizard gods just to get that $$$...I’d think of England even for a nymphomaniac drug-addicted sugar daddy too, tbh.

 @BlessYouThor-ness replied: still can’t believe he chose strange over THOR like everyone can see the chemistry between them and tony is such a bottom he’d take thor’s cock so well fuck yes

 @they-did-the-thing777 replied: is it just me or does strange look like an alien maybe there’s no magic at all just aliens and he’s got a tentacle dick and stark just wants to mark off another box on his worlds-biggest-slut checklist #tonystarkispathetic

 @snowflakes_makeme_lol replied: hes just fkn ugly i s2g stark id spread 4 but strange??? that bitch be ugly asf n not worth gettin my dk wet prolly get aids

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: You guys are the pinnacle of our evolution and I am in awe of your genuine kindness and polite generosity (and grammar). Wow, I can’t believe Stephen Strange saved all of your jerkass lives TWICE for this shit and you know what? Everyone knows I’M the cocksucker in this relationship, dumbfucks.

 @kiki_blow_this_popsicle_stand replied: HOLY SHIT LMAO

“What are you doing?”

He doesn’t bother looking up from his tablet, backing away from that thread because he has no interest in seeing the replies, and hunting for the next war he can wage. “Destressing,” he replies gleefully, clicking on a thread that mentions Pepper. He can feel Rhodey behind him – and, what’s more, he can feel the disapproval seeping out of his pores too now that he’s peeking over Tony’s shoulder – but he’s on a roll, and fuck impulse control when he can sass and bitch on twitter. Some people just need to be removed from the genetic pool of the human race and not be allowed to procreate, honestly.

Somewhere in bumbfuck-nowhere, Fury is having a coronary and Stephen is rolling his eyes so hard they’re permanently lodged in his cranium.

@rudethatyoureallamatwink posted: Does anyone else think that Pepper Potts only got the job at Stark because she’s got awesome legs and a great twat and Tony Stark wanted to stick his dick in? #idfuckher #pepperpotts #starkindustries #idfuckhimtootbh #tonystark

 @MyNameIsGoFuckYourself replied: lol ur gross shes like 35 or smth but wvr u want crusty ol lose pussy u do u bro #oldchickgross #getbotox

 @shredderinmymetal3-14 replied: @MyNameIsGoFuckYourself lmao wtf?? He started fucking her when she was like twenty or something so she was still nice and tight back then. I mean I’d still fuck her right now cause she’s one hot cougar and I bet she’s learned a thing or two from the Slut Extraordinaire. And anyway, how tf do you know what her cunt’s like?? The only hole you’ve fucked is your mom.

 @queeen-bee-says-hi replied: Wow, you guys are pigs. Pepper Potts is a strong, independent, beautiful woman who is worth a thousand of all you, and your mothers would be ashamed of you all.

 @gags_are_the_best_fight_me_bitch replied: @queeen-bee-says-hi hey look theres the feminazi if you want i can replace that stick up your pussy with my dick you know you need it ill fuck you real good show you what a real mans like

 @truthisanillusion replied: I’ll fuck @queeen-bee-says-hi AND @OfficialPotts_CEO at the same time fucking feminazi cunts, god knows you bitches would be grateful for my prick in your gaping lesbian pussies

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: Wow. So. Uh.

1. That’s revolting and my AI just delivered the IPs of @gags_are_the_best_fight_me and @truthisanillusion to the authorities for premeditated violence, rape, and hate crimes. You’re welcome, and feel free to send a cash donation to the charity of your choice for my thoughtfulness. I’d recommend something for women’s or LGBTQ+ rights, and I’ll match it with a multiplier of 1000x.

2. @queeen-bee-says-hi, good for you, and I can see from your profile that you’re a student. Consider your crops watered and your schooling paid for, all the way to your twelfth PhD if you want it.

3. @OfficialPotts_CEO can and will murder you with her pinky nail. I’ve taken on Thanos and I’d rather go ten rounds with him than piss her off. THAT’S why she’s CEO, not because of her admittedly awesome legs.

4. I hate this hellsite. If I buy it, can I kill it?? Rhodey says “technically” so I’m gonna look into that now.

 @i_stan_one_legend_named_virginia_p_potts replied: IRON MANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!! DEFEND THE QUEEN!!!!!!!!!!! #PEPPERPOTTS4PRESIDENT

 @iaminlovewithcapandimunashamed replied: lmfao incels be fkd when #ironman comes to town

 @truthisanillusion replied: Hey @YouKnowWhoIAm No one trusts you or likes you, you fake ass super “hero” taking it up the ass like a faggot stfu and die already, kthxbye

 @queeen-bee-says-hi replied: whAT OH MY GOD THAT IS NOT NECESSARY

 @OfficialPotts_CEO replied: Tony, stop picking fights and threatening to buy twitter or I’ll ground you. And just accept the gift, @queeen-bee-says-hi - after all, he’s already done it.

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: Shut up Pepper, you aren’t the boss of me.

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: And jokes on you @truthisanillusion because I’m already dead inside come at me bitch I’ll be the one in the multi-billion-dollar suit of armor surrounded by Avengers

 @OfficialPotts_CEO replied: Actually, I am. Don’t make me take away your toys. Or call @Sorcerer_Supreme_With_A_Scalpel. He’s on speed-dial, sweetheart, and he likes me better than you.

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: Rude.

 @Sorcerer_Surpreme_With_A_Scalpel replied: The last time you threatened someone, your house got blown up. Please refrain from egging on internet trolls or I’ll dump you for Rhodes for my own sanity.

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: ALSO RUDE.

“You know, I’m not even remotely bi-curious and I would totally tap that,” Rhodey says absently, though his lips are quirking into a smirk.

Tony rolls his eyes. “Hands off, you little shit, or I’ll tweet about that one time in MIT when you ate that—”

“Fuck you.”

“Been there, done that,” Tony quips cheerfully. “Not remotely bi-curious my ass—”

“You know what’s better than picking fights with twelve-year-olds on twitter? Kicking your ass right here. You come at me, Stank.”

Tony opens his mouth to reply but then gasps, already losing himself in another thread after sending a middle finger emoji into the last one.

@mwahahaha-666 posted: You guys can wax poetry about Tony Stark all you want, but screw that basic-ass rich boy - everyone knows Doctor Strange is the smokin’ hot one. #takemenow #mybodyisready #drstrange

 @ukulele_jedi_master replied: PREACH!!! stark may be loaded but stephen is the one that looks like a prada model giMME THAT MAGICAL DICK

 @xxx-foreverfit-xxx replied: Fuck both of you. I just wanna be a fly on the wall when they’re fucking each other...or better yet, DIRECT them on how to ruin each other #ironstrange #otp

 @highpercentageofuselessnessachieved replied: i wonder if he can clone himself like can u imagine?? being fucked from all ends by #drstrange cock?? what i wouldn’t give to be tony stark omfg i don’t even want the money just the hard dickin from that fine piece of ass

 @its_a_fact_that_captain_america_has_a_big_dick replied: He’s got Iron Man wrapped around his little finger so he must have the biggest dick and the know-how to use it properly. Yes pls and thank you very much, I’ll take that monster dick pronto.

 @TGBYHN_4_LYFE replied: dude i tell u what i would do what @xxx-foreverfit-xxx said: sit in the corner w a ridign crop in 9’’ stilettos rubbin myself while directing them 2 do what i want...make em touch n stroke n suck n bite n fuck each other til they cant walk anymore n then cuddle w them n stroke their hair

 @catcatcatcat-cat replied: I would give my college education, my life, my cow, and my internet access away for the rest of my life for a sex tape

 @xxx-foreverfit-xxx replied: @TGBYHN_4_LYFE omfg fuCK YES CAN YOU IMAGINE listening to them moan as they lost themselves in each oter, so fucking desperate to get off that they’re begging you to let them cum even as they try their hardest to obey, covered in precum and sweat and hot as fuck

 @bigfoot_is_nessie1987 replied: I s2g the amount of fanfiction I write about those two alone should have me committed but I literally can’t stop the two of them are so fucking hot together that it should be illegal god bless Iron Man and Dr Strange and their sexy, sexy chemistry and sexy, sexy bodies #killme

 @one-upon-a-time-in-asgard2 replied: They are the hottest couple in the history of the universe and so fucking pure I love them both so much also @bigfoot_is_nessie1987 I demand a link to your fics cuz I’m always looking for more ironstrange porn #otp #ironstrange

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: @Sorcerer_Supreme_With_A_Scalpel Hey, they think you have a big dick. Little do they know that they’re totally right and that you also have the added bonus of actually BEING a big dick too! #dontthreatentoleavemeforplatypus #orilltagyouinthirstposts #awesomethirstposts #stephenhasabigdick #andiloveit #goodshit

 @mwahahaha-666 replied: OH MY DUCKING GOD

 @its_a_fact_that_captain_america_has_a_big_dick replied: Well, I’d be mortified that Tony Stark is replying to this except Tony Stark is acTUALLY REPLYING TO THIS BLESS YOU IRON MAN

 @Sorcerer_Supreme_With_A_Scalpel replied: One of these days I’m going to murder you with your own bravado and not lose a night’s sleep over it. And fine, I won’t touch Rhodes...I’m sure Rogers is free anyway, and he’s always so polite when I visit.

 @bigfoot_is_nessie1987 replied: Please don’t read my fanfiction I will literally combust in embarrassment also I am dying over here in Copenhagen omfg

 @YouKnowWhoIAm replied: BRO CODE, DUDE. YOU’RE VIOLATING THE BRO CODE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH AND I WANT A DIVORCE.

 @catcatcatcat-cat replied: ...oh my god what does that mean you guys are MARRIED??!?! BLESS THE WIZARD GODS!!!!

 @Sorcerer_Supreme_With_A_Scalpel replied: Rhodes, I know you’re reading over his shoulder, so if you could please take away his phone now before he ends up on the cover of the Times...or breaks the internet. Again. Thank you in advance.

Tony reacts immediately, trying to make a break for it, but Rhodey’s already tackling him into the couch, a hundred and ninety pounds of lean muscle and pretty Class As. Tony hisses breathlessly, the wind knocked out of him, and he struggles valiantly to keep his hands on his tablet while Rhodey does his best to rip it away. He doesn’t have a very good position so he makes a hair-brained, split-second decision to throw his body weight to the side, making them both roll off the couch. Rhodey’s a jerk though, and manages to react fast enough so that Tony takes the brunt of the impact, and he can’t even help but groan in a mixture of mild pain and disappointment as he feels the tablet being removed from his lax fingers.

“Sucks to be you, Stank,” he says breathlessly, fingers flying over the keyboard, and Tony cranes his neck until he can read Rhodey’s reply (and on Tony’s fucking account what in the hell!):

@YouKnowWhoIAm replied: I think I broke your hot mess of a husband, Stephen. Come collect him before he murders me with his eyes or gets his hands on another electronic device. We’re in the lab.

Three seconds later, Stephen walks through a portal, looking oh-so-fucking-gorgeous in his battle robes, and wearing a scowl of irritation that bodes well for rough, mock-angry sex in the near future.

Tony grins unapologetically, and abandons the lure of social media in exchange for his pseudo husband.

It’s an easy choice.

Also read on ao3.

Feel free to prompt me things on my Bingo Card!

[ilovebtsandexoalot]

rosie

pairing: yoongi x reader 

genre: angst, fluff

You exited your chaotic home early on that Wednesday morning. Your sister had taken the last of the quinoa cakes and you had had enough, so you opted for walking to school rather than enduring an extra 5 minutes with your sister even if it did mean having to leave 20 minutes earlier.  

You didn't mind walking for another reason though. Spending time with Yoongi had you half in ecstasy he was your best friend and you enjoyed sharing banter. He was also your crush. Now you knew to an outsider this may seem great seeing as you live right next door to each other, therefore you get to spend a lot of extra time with him. However, for you its different. You were crushing on him, and you were crushing damn hard. The only problem was, not only did he have no idea you felt this way but he also had a crush on someone else. To make this whole awful situation worse his crush was the most kind perfect beautiful girl you had ever seen, Rosie. 

Even though all of your friends had said otherwise, you couldn't help but think that you were just, well Sophie, nothing special really. If you were pretty, Rosie was stunning. If you were kind, she might as well have been the reincarnation of Mother Teresa, you supposed. Every time he talked about her to you, (which was a lot) because you were his best friend damnit and you couldn't pretend that you didn't like her or discourage him because the you'd seem like a shitty friend PLUS you did like her because who wouldn’t. Him talking about her felt like daggers through your heart. It felt like you were running in a race that you knew you'd never win. 

That morning you exited your driveways and the exact same time. You too always shared such remarkable timing.You were always in perfect sync. Your heart always screamed “THIS IS A SIGN YOU’RE CLEARLY MEANT TO BE” but the logic in your brain hastily corrected your hearts foolish mistake and washed out the disillusions with a wave of self hatred. 

You observed him. He managed to look breathtaking even in his idiotic leaf green school coat and you mentally cursed him for pulling off anything he wore. His black hair was fluffy and looked freshly washed. “Hey friend!” he said casually. Right you thought ‘friend’ because thats all you'd ever be. The one to come to when he wants to know what ring to to choose when he inevitably marries someone outstanding and completely worthy of him, while ripping you to shreds without  even knowing. 

You walked for a while in comfortable silence until he said it. The words that made the ground around you crumble to pieces and left you with no way to escape. “I think I'm gonna ask her on a date” he said confidently.  Your heart plummeted and as if you weren't already having a bad morning this made it five billion times worse. “Huh?” was all you could come up with . You just hoped to God that he was talking about something that wasn't about to rip your frail heart to shreds. “Rosie!” he said ‘“hey are you ok your voice sound a bit shaky” he said lightly punching you on the bicep. “Oh yeah I'm fine why wouldn't i be” you said hoping that your voice would betray the self destruction that you were experiencing. “Also thats sound great hope she says yes! “ you lied. You had to lie, for the sake of you friendship. What if he didn't feel the same way. How could you continue this friendship normally if he knew you harboured feelings for him and  he was fully responsible for your heartbreak. You couldn't do that, because doing that would not only ruin your close friendship, but hearing the confirmation that he really didn't love you would destroy you. You would finally plummet off the tightrope you have been trying so hard so maintain balance upon. Plus you suppose spending time with him this way was better than not spending time with him at all. 

That day at school was torture all you could think of was Yoongi and all of the threads of him being cut out of your grasp and being left with a broken heart and theres nothing you could say or do about it because nobody knows about this. to everybody else your Yoongis best friend. Nothing more. Nobody knew the pain you felt every time he looked at his love interest. And thats how it should be, because if nobody knows than nobody will ever find out especially Yoongi. 

You gathered your books for homework rather a huff as your teacher was a huge bitch and gave you a hell of a lot of homework. As you walked out of the school building you found your eyes drawn to the effortlessly stunning silhouette of Rosie along with Yoongi’s rather nervous looking one.He was doing it. There’s nothing you can do abut it. You lost him. The realisation punched you in the face. You never even had him. How can you lose something that wasn't even yours in the first place? You needed to get out. You needed to get home. You willed your tears to at least refrain until there weren't people you knew in the vicinity but it was no use. 

“y/n!” You barely heard the familiar voice over the constant ringing in your ears. You couldn't stop now. You couldn't face him now. You heard footsteps speeding up against the tarmac and felt a warm hand on your exposed arm. You reluctantly turned your head towards the confused boy. “woah woah hey hey hey why are you crying? are you ok?” You breathed a choked laugh and the question. No you weren't ok. Far from it actually. You had a constant pain in your chest because you were constantly wanting something you knew would never be yours in the way you needed it to be.  “I-I’m sorry” you choked. “I can’t do this.” you ran. Ran away from the pain. Away from his shouts of your name. Away from the boy who broke your heart and had no idea he had done it. 

You sat in your room on your bed crying and crying. Just crying. Your phone constantly ringing and Yoongi’s name flashing upon it. The ringing stopped. Had he given up? The thought brought sickness to your stomach. Did he really not care that much. Just then you heard a knock on the door. You didn't want to talk yet. You weren't ready. You needed him and you were too scared of the consequences of what you needed to say. Having him but being in constant emotional pain was better than not having him at all.

Wasn't it? 

You're parents weren't home yet so nobody would answer the door. What if it wasn't even him? What if it was your mum needing help with the shopping. You thought there was no harm in checking, So you reluctantly trudged through the hall and checked the peep hole. No mum. No sopping. Just a worried looking, incredibly gorgeous, kind and hilarious by that you had known so well. You didn't want to answer. You didn't mean to answer. You knew it wast wise. But you did it anyway. They say when you truly love someone the pull is strong and you find yourself alway drifting back. This was that. True love. The pull. You felt it and it threatened to consume you. And that is why you opened the door. 

When you opened it you saw Yoongi looking almost surprised that you did. “Come in.” you said flatly. You knew being cold was unreasonable because technically  he didn't quite know what he had done wrong, but you had had enough. He needed to know the truth before the pain controlled you. “So are you gonna tell me what I did to make you so pissed off at me or are you just gonna be bitchy and ignore me again.” He had no fucking right to say that and now you were angry. 

“You think I'm being bitchy” You almost screamed “wow how could you be this stupid” you said under your breath. “You think I'm being bitchy.” you said calmly this time. “Do you want to know whats bitchy?” you started. At this point Yoongi looked even more confused than when you told him what a period was in 4th class. “Longing, and yearning for your best friend and knowing he’ll never love you back.” you said breathlessly. 

“What are you talking about? Of course I love you” he said weakly. 

You laughed humourlessly. “Not in the same way I love you. Do you know what I’d do for you to look and me, to talk about me, to love me like you do Rosie. God I love you! How can you not see that!” You felt like all the life had been sucked from your body. “Please love me.” You whispered 

Yoongi stared blankly back at you. And so it being the painful demise of your weak heart. “I-I need to take a walk” all you could do was stand helplessly and watch him leave. Probably never to return. He grabbed his jacket and you heard the click of the front door. Thats when you sunk to the ground and cried, and cried and cried. 

You just sat there and thought about Yoongi, his hugs his touches his soft kisses at your temples that made you melt and didn't do a thing for him. All the things you had just lost. His company made you feel like you were finally happy and there was nothing anyone or thing could do to change it. Until now. Now you were alone. And your heart was broken. Forever. 

~

You didn't know how long you were asleep for. You almost had forgotten what had happened but not for long. You must have been so emotionally drained you fell asleep. But now you were faced with the soft expression of Yoongi looking fondly in your direction. It felt like a dream as he moved a strand of hair from your face and around your ear. “hey!” he said softly, “Are you awake?” you groans in response. “Good.” he said “Cause i need to tell you something.” 

“no” you said “can we just say like this for a while. Please” 

So you did. You stayed in his arms for a while. It felt just like it should. It felt perfect. It felt like Yoongi. 

“rosie said no.” he said softly. what. Was she crazy? “huh?” was all you could manage. “yeah, she mentioned something about having a boyfriend in Andrews or something.” he looked slightly dejected as he spoke. “oh I'm sorry yoongi..” you said. 

“Look y/n, I’m gonna tell you something. It may not be exactly what you're looking for but its the best i can give you right now. I’ll be honest. Ive never thought about you in that way before. BUT, if you're willing to I'm willing to try it as something more. I love you sophie not in the same way as you do yet, but I can see myself with you in the future. And that is why I'm asking you now, to go on a date with me on the condition that if it doesn't work you'll be willing to go back to friends, best friends.” 

“yes.” 

10 years later.

You and Yoongi had just finished your 10 year anniversary dinner. 10 years since you decided to be boyfriend and girlfriend. 10 years since he told you he loved you. In every way.

 It was the middle of summer. It was 9pm and as you walked through. The park where you and Yoongi had spent much of your childhood. The park where you went on your first real date. It was perfect. The sun was sinking into the horizon like quicksand. You made it to the top after a slow ascent. You walked handed in had over to the balcony type thing over looking the  bay. “Oh my God that is beautiful!” you exclaimed. “not as beautiful as you.” he smirked. “that reminds me actually.’ and that moment was when your life truly began. The moment where he knelt down one knee and spoke. “y/n y/l/n. I know we’re both young, and i know this may feel too soon to you, but it doesn't for me and well the more i think of waiting, the less i want to , and i just want today thank you for being you. Thank you for telling me your feelings so i would stop being such an idiot and realise mine. Thank you for making me study for the Leaving cert. thank you for reminding me not to eat too many koka noodles. thank you for not being Rosie. Thank you for being amazing, intelligent, beautiful you. There is not a single other person in the universe I’d rather spend the rest of my life with and thank you for letting me realise that. y/n y/l/n, will you make me the happiest man on earth, will you marry me?” By now obviously the tears were GUSHING but you didn't care. The man you adored loved you and wanted to marry you. All you could think of saying was

 “yes!”

[i-might-be-a-kpop-fan]

KPOP SONGS! Part 2/?

So I thought I’d make a list of the songs in my „kpop“ playlist and write a little about them because I’m bored. These are supposed to be chronological, but after looking at the list I’m not so sure about it also because I love to buy music in bulks. 

PT.1

THESE ARE JUST MY OPINIONS/EXPERIENCES TAKE IT WITH A PINCH OF SALT AND DON’T KILL ME! 

Also write me if you wanna chat about it :D 

ZUTTER - GD & T.O.P:

 This song is a little scary tbh, apart from the badass vibes

I always loved T.O.P’s deep ass voice and with GD’s high pitched rap it’s just perfect

The MV is funny, creepy and a bit fucked up but what did we expect honestly :D

They rhyme aLOT in this song which makes it really interesting to listen to

made me addicted to the GD & T.O.P combination 

…..ZUTTER!

THE BADDEST FEMALE - CL:

 It took me a while to understand that this isn’t a solo version of „I’m the best“

It’s the queen saying she’s a bad bitch so you know it’s a banger

As almost all CL songs this is good to let off steam and regain your badass level after someone pissed you off

The MV is a sexual awakening on it’s own and performances of that song are also definitely worth a watch

„Not bad meaning bad, but bad meaning good you know?“

Perfect to practice bitch drops and feel yourself to

Burning Up (Fire) - BTS:

 So I don’t really listen a lot to it but I still like it

Has all kinds of badass vibes and I like the soft breaks in-between

RM’s part is by far my favourite his deep voice is so satisfying

The MV is also really cool

You can see from previous songs I had a badass song phase (I still have this phase, I love badass songs) where I only took badass kpop songs seriously

Growl - EXO: 

Okay, so I sometimes forget about this song haha

A good song that screams SM to be honest which I always thought was not that much the case with other EXO songs

The dance to this is really satisfying to watch and was probably the reason I bought this song

It shows EXO’s excellent vocals, has a nice feel and is easy to listen to 

Quite an early song too

I love that you could potentially dance really hard to this but still is very soft

Instantly recognisable and also a kpop classic I would say

GOOD BOY - GD & Taeyang: 

 Is this a kink? This is a kink right?

An awesome song i have bopped to a million times

I really love the „pretty/good boy“ trope and who is better for that then our bad boys™️ GD and Taeyang?

Their voices sound a bit alike and I sometimes had trouble differencing them….whoops

The dance is so so good and the MV is such an accurate representation of these two freaks

God I just love them and miss them so much

I am the best (JP. Ver) - 2ne1:

Welcome to another round of Aki isn’t capable of differencing Japanese and Korean lol

I must say I prefer this version though, I recently bought the korean version and it’s just not the same I got so used to the english parts lol 

This is also a classic, bow to the queens of badass girl group songs!

The MV made me fall in love with CL and the gang

„It’s 2 in the morning our bodies getting freaky, the beats bumping loud but this boy keeps talking! I can’t really hear him but I think he’s saying he loves me? Put his number on this paper but i throw it like frisbee, huh?“

I C O N I C this song raised me, fed me, dressed me and gave me the kick in the butt I needed.

Oh my god! 

BOOMBAYAH - BLACKPINK:

 Why of course after discovering 2ne1 BP wasn’t far behind

Recently showed this MV to a non kpop friend of mine and she drooled over all of them soooo, you can do that

Loved this song the second it started and love dancing violently to it

I now, btw, also own the whole album but it took me a bit to get into them (I was in girl group denial, don’t be like me show them girls some love!)

OPPA!

Being only four really makes it possible for all of them to shine, the vocals are clean and pretty but raspy enough to fit the concept and Jennie and Lisas raps are perfect as always

The beat is easy as is the whole song, doesn’t get annoying and is just a bop.  

Fantastic Baby - BIGBANG:

Nananananananana wow, fantastic baby!

Well well well if it isn’t history right there

Watch the MV, listen to the song! It’s mandatory to know this I’m sorry I don’t make the rules

Danceable, walkable just all in all go crazy(-able)

Boomshakalaka! 

A bit poppy so maybe not for everyone as it sounds a lot like stuff that is randomly on the radio

A dance song that probably was never intended to be more than that. Typically YG, a bit flatter than Bang Bang Bang

I’m repeating myself but you know I heard it’s also something non kpop people enjoy (Basically show them all of BIGBANG, lol)

Ice cream cake - Red Velvet:

Oh boy! My first Red Velvet song that I have because the refrain was stuck in my head and I wanted to know what it was

There’s way more RV later on but for now I think it was the only song

As I said I was in denial of girl groups that didn’t have a badass concept which was soooo dumb!

I love the song, it’s cute and easy to listen to

I love RV’s kinda cute-creepy concept and with the music box in the background it feeds into my liking very easily

I have moved on from it though after discovering other songs from them so I don’t listen to it as often

„I scream, you scream, gimme that, gimme that ice cream!“

Sherlock (Clue + Note) - SHINee:

I have known this song for years! Back when my best friend was into kpop and told me all about SHINee I looked into it, Youtube gave me this song and I instantly clicked. Didn’t like it clicked away and didn’t touch it for 5 years

Well now I love it and can’t stop dancing when it’s on

„SHINees back….“

The MV is confusing but god they’re all so cute in it! Taemin looks so adorable with long hair!

I have watched the dance practice about 100x times and you should too! (jk)

„Tonight, SHINee’s in da house! So give it up for SHINee!“

And as much as I love SHINee’s vocal squad and they’re great in this, Key and Minho really do it for me in this song

The song lives from the dance and the performance and makes it 10x better

It’s also good for just listening though but not really calm and casual so be prepared to break out into sudden song

„Oh I’m curious, yeah!“ (Is it noticeable that I’m listening to it while I write? probably not.)

Breaking News - SHINee:

 And my struggle with japanese songs continues haha

„Come on break down the walls!“

I really like this song though, especially the refrain it’s so much fun

It’s also really danceable (as I think every SHINee song is, I mean have you seen them dance?)

Partly really dramatic (slay Onew slay), partly badass rapping

I mean it’s SHINee it’s fun bright and has a dance rhythm what more could you possibly want?

Ring Ding Dong - SHINee:

 Yeah, i doubt you don’t know this one

Coincidently the first kpop MV I watched after deciding to dive deeper down the rabbit hole and well would you know it…now we’re here

It’s the one about the broken doorbell! Break it down!

This song and dance is Legendary!

Also a fun song that isn’t to be taken too seriously

The MV is kinda dramatic for this song lol

Good to listen to, has a nice beat and melody

There are these songs that every idol can dance to, this is one of them (In the list of “songs every idol can dance to” you’d find a LOT of SHINee btw)

„Ringdingdongringdindongringdigidingdigiding“

SHAKE THAT BRASS - AMBER (feat. Taeyon):

Amber…oh Amber. I love her really a whole lot and as I saw the MV I just had to have this song!

It’s a super fun and dancey song with (as the title suggests) a brassy sound

Much like Woof Woof I really enjoy this song bc of the MV, 

Amber is rapping and being the goofball she is ;)

BUT! As much as I like that song and think she deserves all the solo stuff she can get I like her new stuff more because it’s more „hers“. I really enjoy her singing as well.

And confession of the month: I don’t like f(x)’s sound so I’m happy she does solo stuff

She’s such an inspiration with her unique style and attitude (sighs in very gay)

 Lucifer - SHINee:

 I LOVE this song! OMG!

The MV is kinda uneventful but the DANCE PRACTICE!

Oh boy! Well first off Lee Taemin is very distracting in it but you have to see the dance to believe it! That’s what they perform with! On a regular basis!

The sound is very electric and theres a quiet electric melody running through the whole of it that kinda sounds like some alarm clocks lol

Edgy™️

You should absolutely watch performances! Jonghyuns high note is not portrayed well in the recorded version, boy has breath forever!

Apart from the vocals slaying absolutely every note the rap parts can’t be discarded by any means

It all just fits so perfectly

Oh and of course for a song of it’s time it’s just a little bit...nonsensical (especially the english parts lol: Loverholic, robotronic. what?)

Hero - MONSTA X:

 I’m thinking of a helicopter landing platform, pulled up shirts and a scared Wonho 

The dance to this song is…well do yourself a favour if you like abs and boys

Apart from the drool worthy performance, the song is super cool! Kinda chill, but still powerful and damn rapline went off!

This song really made them known more and it’s for a good reason

The sound in this is what is „typically“ MX for long time (Till up until Jealousy I’d say)

„I can be your hero, I can be your man!“

Sometimes a bit repetitive but what song isn’t lol?

Also still is in the „we all dress awful and don’t know what to do with our hands“ phase but that passes soon

Lead to many wonderful reality shows that makes it easy for new fans to get to know them better (Their group dynamic never changes they all just mature a bit it’s really nice to see.)

Also yes, Jooheon is kinda scary in this but I swear he a cutie

[nyeto]

i have so many things to tell you.

i keep wanting to write to you but it never feels like an option. its 9:32 PM. last night i had a dream that i was loved and wanted. i can feel the cool air from charlie's fan, it's pleasant. maisie is fumbling about in the kitchen somewhere. i did my laundry today and had eggs for lunch. i played shin megami tensi for about 3 hours but it got boring. i tried to read but i'm tired and sleepy. i'll try reading again tomorrow, i got a fresh set of books from the library. the girl who was tending to me mentioned she is excited to read the new murakami novel. i am too. it's hard to manage the book club, people aren't as enthusiastic as i'd want them to be, most of them still did the reading though, albeit partially. my father's visiting india for a bit. i wonder what that's going to be like. he must be there right now. i wonder which bed he took to, my parents don't sleep together. he never read any books but my mother was always reading multiple books at a time. i think i picked it up from her. we used to be very excited to go to bookstores together.

i have been travelling a lot and will probably do some more in the coming month. it gives me an opportunity to just watch things shift and think about them. i both like it and dislike it. on some level i think it makes me uncomfortable to see how fast things change and i am able to be somewhere else with a fresh set of people entirely. reality happens at a pace that i can't quite absorb. i didn't have nightmares this week, just dreams. i think i'm floating.

i talked to ratik today about how my grandparents will probably die soon, they're 80 something, it only makes sense. i think a lot about what other people might be thinking of me. not in a way that i construct my actions to be in an attempt to please others but just out of curiosity. do people think i'm interesting? strange? lackluster? forgettable? i don't know. even when the windows in which people seem to confess things to me open up, i don't trust it.

everything seems too vast when i'm alone. the ceilings are too high. there are too many doors. i want it all to be compressed so everything is accessible. i don't want to feel tiny anymore. there were a lot of people in new york. its slightly overstimulating, hundreds of people pass you by in the blink of an eye. what are they thinking? i don't know.

i met my aunt in DC a bit back and she kind of disillusioned me from the idea of happiness and being content with people. i was wholly convinced that things only appear to be working, however, nothing fits with the thing next to it. efforts are made but there is no congruence, its doesnt resolve to anything. i'm questioning that again. matt and anne seem to be happy, i like their home. i like the idea of a home. this doesn't feel like it, i'm not fond of this city, much less this house. it's definitely kind to me, but thats all. matt told me things start to make four percent more sense when you're thirty. i don't know about that. everyone seems to have it relatively figured out.

i feel better i would say. things aren't too awful, i look back on the past 10 months of my life and i realise i've been through hell and the most terrible moments are probably behind me. i've started to relish mozzarella, it's probably on my top 3 cheeses. i regret the person i was but theres not much i can do about it. moving on.

ultimately, i think i won't send this. the point is to write, thats all. a good portion of my life remains unlived.

perhaps i'll speak to you properly at some point, i don't know. i feel disconnected. it's not anyone fault and i refrain from saying too much at the risk of coming across as needy. you don't have to react to this. it's all hypothetical. at the very least, i look forward to hearing about the rest of your days.

i'm sorry if this was all too much, i don't want to force you to be my friend or to listen.

yours

tanvi

[monkeyun]

Adik , Abang !!!

Hello adik abang . !!

Look at you two!!!! Tidur only eh !! Do you still remember the place we called it a home?

We live there. Sleep , shower , eat. Literally make it a home. And not to forget , we work sweats and blood there too ?

I think i miss you both too much that i dreamt of you both. I hope you all are okay.

Anyways , things are not like how it used to be. Sometimes i wish this was just a damn dream. But when reality starts to slap me in the fucking face , i realised that all this is happening is true.

I know that i have become the less important person. And im not needed anymore. I didnt wanna be the cause of someones "jealousy" or to always be the one who thinks bout other peoples feeling while nobody gives a damn shit bout my feelings. I used to tell you both my lil shit story or when im sad. But now its all gone. I'll leave so she could be happy.

Abang. Adik. These are the important things to do if she gets anxiety .

(If shes at home . When abang and adik around.)

1st when her anxiety strikes , make sure she finds adik and abang okay . Thats the first important thing to do .

2nd ask her to breathe while shes holding on to you both . Slowly . Hold and exhale for atleast 3 times for 5 secs each cycle .

3rd if that doesnt work , let her lie down hugging the both of you . Abang lie down on her head , adik , in the arms okay ?

4th dont let her scratch everywhere . Its okay if she pulls your ear okay adik . She might throw you but you have to make sure she take you back in her arms

5th let her sleep for a lil while . She must be exhausted that it triggers her anxiety . While shes bout to sleep , let her kiss your nose , smell you , pat your butt , hold you high up bec she likes it that way . Make sure blanky is on her okay .tuck her in the blanky

Thats if shes at home okay.

(If shes outside and she bring adik:)

1st , let her squeeze you as tight as possible while breathing in deep and hold on to her breath for atleast 5 secs . At least 3 cycle okay?

2nd , while at that , let her pull your ear okay adik or scratch your nose , scratch your ear as long as it refrain her from scratching all over her body parts especially her ears , her neck area and her face.

3rd, put an oil (the oil she wanted from me the other day which has been with me for quite awhile and im not sure if i should give it to her bec i know, its not my responsibility anymore..or else any oil that she have) But only certain certain places . Her neck area . Her chest area and most importantly her back area. And while at the back , rub gently . Do not put it at her nose. Try it if you wanna know what you gonna end up to.

4th, if she still scratching her ears and everything else , and starts whining ,adik give your nose to her okay ?

5th , the last one . Make sure do not , i repeat DO NOT IRRITATE HER MORE . Keep assuring . Dont leave her alone when shes having anxiety . It wont get better . Be as close as possible even if she pushed you away okay adik . Let her smell you . It will calm her down slowly.

But all this steps im not sure how they work on human . It might not be the same procedure. Or how gentle you can be with her. Bec through out the anxiety , she'll be very very fragile. Handle her with alot of care.

Adik abang, after this i'll no longer be seeing you or her . She have a heart to take care of. And which at this moment , im like done done with everything. Fighting to see her , waiting for the calls or text. My heart has literally given up. And i dont think theres any way could fix it. Please take good care of her abang and adik.

I'll pass the responsibility now to the both of you. Please dont break her. She will always be someone special in my heart. And thats the last boomerang of us . Or the last time we will ever see each other.

Take care both you lil dinasaur . I have never once not taking a chance missing you both that has been with me through out my 3 years birthday , 3 years of new year . Guess this year will go back to how it used to be . You two also will always be there somewhere special in my heart , Appreciate every lil piece of her bec ive never forget my promises to her that i'll always stay right there with her. Go big or go home. with that , i wanna say i love you.

#LostSoul

#TawarHati

#AdikAbang

#hatedthenumber4

#04032021

#finallynowyoucanbehappy

#closedoor

As painful as it seems , you can go now.