anyway... here’s why i think all rappers in bts are good rappers
💚 yoongi: has a talent for channeling emotion in, his raw passion transcends rap, it sounds like spoken poetry, melodious yet impactful, fantastic flow (does this guy even breathe?), his little lisp makes his verses even more delicious (except it’s not so much of a lisp but his gyeongsang dialect, actually), really knows how to build and unravel – some of his songs feel like snowballs that keep rolling until wrapping in full, you know?, overall pro at tapping into your heart then ravishing it;
💙 hoseok: a true wild card, wasn’t even a rapper to begin with but he’s been improving comeback after comeback and that’s what i call a natural, piercing timbre and a flexible pitch, super versatile (i think he acts as a good balance between the other two), fits trap beats like he invented the genre, often over the top, animated and effervescent, eccentric almost, he’s got so much potential, he’s got the right attitude, plus, he’s the hype source of every song (it’s in his damn adlibs, man…);
💜 namjoon: ace in the delivery department, dark and straightforward, great with rhymes, uses really effective language (aka he’s smart in making odd or quirky references and associations, likes to play with words and images in his lyrics, challenging you to think twice about them), i feel like his low, raspy voice fits old-school hip hop/boom bap very well, he has a confident kind of control over his voice that just makes you go “huh, this dude knows what he’s talking about”, not to mention that it’s plain sexy.
also since no one else has mentioned it, fiidora just sitting like a fair maiden after he falls like “oh? where did link go?” is adorable and feels 100% like he just saw his prince charming & is all bummed that he had to leave
author’s note!wowowow as a newbie, i didn’t expect a number of likes so quickly and it honestly means a lot to me so thank you for those who are liking my content - you make my heart all fluffy ;;
so i actually have plot prompts for the rest of the wanna one members regarding this series but i will have to venture away from this every now and then simply because i don’t want to bombard you nor bore you with it. so this might be the last one i’ll make for now but i will continue with the series if you wish and please let me know which member you want next :’)) thank you again for all the likes and reblogs < 33
member: park woojin genres: high school!au, fluff, romance pick up line series:yoon jisung | ong seongwoo | park woojin | more soon(?)
the ideal student and perfect role model yet still relatable and ever-so friendly, you were produce high’s girl-next-door for a reason; your million dollar smile matched your down-to-earth and sweet personality that the teachers love you, the seniors adore you and the juniors look up to you.
there was never a bad remark about you but even so, he remained in doubt. he disregarded his friends and their words on how he would be swept off his feet once he crosses paths with you, as he would always reply with the same words: “well, i’ll just have to see it to believe it.”
it wasn’t until the start of the school year when everything changed; the teacher assigned him to sit right next to you and the very moment he sat down was when he saw you send a smile that caught him off guard and caused his heart to palpitate. “park woojin,” his heart did a double take as his name smoothly rolled off your tongue, “nice to meet you, seat mate. the name’s y/n, hopefully we get along well!”
“y-yeah.” he stuttered a reply, discretely making his tie loose whilst he wondered why the room got hot all of a sudden.
sitting next to you causes him to silently curse his friends on a daily basis for being right; you truly had a magnetic charm that drew him in as he sat next to you day by day and every moment he shared with you allowed your friendship to bloom. eventually, he started falling for you.
hence here you guys were; a few metres away from each other as you were walking to your home and him following suit. feeling a presence, you turn only to come to a flustered woojin as he sees your wide grin, “oh! park woojin!” you call out to him, waving as he lightly jogs over to you.
you both walk side by side in comforting silence which is broken by your curiosity, “i didn’t know you lived around here. we could have been travel buddies since i’m always by myself.” you state as you nudge him lightly.
woojin looks straight ahead with his hands shoved in his pockets, “i don’t, actually.” he confesses as he halts his tracks causing you to do the same as you let out a sound of confusion.
he then remembers the conversation he once had with you regarding one another’s dreams and passions and out of a spontaneous confidence, woojin looks at you straight in the eye; his stare completely melting you and the next few words you hear escape from his lips makes your knees close to giving way.
“but my mom always told me to follow my dreams.”
despite the dark shade of red creeping up your cheeks, you let out a soft laugh at how cheesy (yet effective) his words were, “well, your mom’s right. follow your dreams and those dreams in return might come true.” you shyly say to him.
woojin’s eyes widen as he tries to say a word yet only to return into a fumbling, stuttering mess and immediately stops to admire the sweet smile you send to him as you tiptoe to ruffle his hair the same way he constantly does to you whenever he finds you cute (which is like every second of the day), freezing him in his spot. “see you tomorrow, park woojin. get home safely.”
woojin, still in his spot, watches your figure disappear into the distance. he stands there for another minute, “wasn’t it suppose to be the other way around…? she should be standing here and i should have been the one to ruffle her hair and coolly walk away.” he says to no one in particular before burying his face into his hands, “i shouldn’t have listened to jisung hyung and his kdrama ideas.”
yet a wide smile paints his face - his snaggletooth appearing as he recalls your words in his head while he begins to walk to the opposite direction, the smile plastered on his face becoming bigger and brighter.
(I swear to god I am more than dreams could wish for)
twisted, caught and whipped.
Mistakes are not a common understanding here
It felt as though you wished I had never had anything before you
but Fuck I was an independent fucking woman.
I had my own ideas
I had lovers and I had my own struggles
I had known nothing to the extent that we are
Love was a little idea, I was after lust in those days.
catching little hints of what I thought love could be found in those fleeting moments of company
I faced monsters that I sometimes forget even existed these days
my memory isn’t so good these days
I know I’ve gotten worse in the past months
things have been a battle up a mountain
the tension broke that night and I felt it rip me to shreds
You’ve given me reasons to want to run
But something inside knows that the reason my feet feel like they’re stuck in the cement when I should run
is my love for you
Overpowering my instincts, or maybe it is my instinct to stay
we had whiskey veins the first night we fought
But I was fighting to keep you
despite having been my own person before us
Just like you had been your own person,
and you had more time to party and experiment
You had been to the parties, done the girls and the drugs, you had the been the partner in crime I was looking for
I wanted trouble and new things
I remember when you let me actually experiment for the first time,
I was up in the sky like I had never been before.
you told me there was no point in having sex on molly,
But I wanted to anyway, I never asked though
I was scared to, I had lost my voice. I felt like I didn’t need to speak the way I used to, I had you to help me stumble through my words
I wanted nothing more than to be skin to skin with you that night
but instead, we walked around our hometown, dazzled by what had changed,
what we remembered changing, by the shimmering lights we walked in awe of the world.
that was us artificially happy.
But you told me you wanted to love me forever then, and you told me you wanted to love me forever before.
I already knew that this love was going to be my last, I would never find anything better than this
I was in heaven if it exists.
you used to drown everything in liquor,
you would steal it…
until that night when you did too much pure benzo powder and got seven pending felonies.
Now we’re here, a year and four months later, at least it’s only one convicted felony. it’s only going to be nine months of loneliness while your mother makes your home a prison and you can’t leave.
to be honest, we’ve grown into something so much better than partners in crime.
I hope you consider me your partner in life because that’s what I consider you.
with whiskey on your breath, you took that ring that I lost seven months ago, off my finger and yelled at me over something that happened before you had given me that ring and told me we were us
I cried and walked away with my tail between my legs
I thought I had lost you,
and to me, that meant it felt like I had lost my life in a way.
Fixing felt impossible
your voice like sharpened steel, cut me to shreds
it said I wasn’t nice
it said you wanted another girl
That girl was bad news
and you knew you could break me this way
she thought it was funny to try to get me too high
and to tell me you wanted her as your girlfriend,
I hate her. I still hate her. and the girl that made the connection to meet you, I hate her too. I hate her more. I seethe over every post she makes because her pathetic little words and pictures, make my blood boil just a little bit. the way she used to jab at me about our meeting. thinking she could get you back from me at any time. I hate her.
she couldn’t take you away
I knew that in my gut
I just hate her.
Never the less, you made me a ring.
and no you will never be able to put this ring on another girl’s finger.
I doubt it would fit any, it was made for me
don’t you remember.
god damn it I love you
I knew we were meant for life when we couldn’t walk away until we were okay
I love you because of your heart, not your face. believe that if that is all that you will believe. remember that I love you.
even when your brain is foggy and you can’t remember anything else,
OMG MEL the album is so good I wanna cry Lee taemin did THAT
This album isn’t just good…it’s not even just great or amazing or groundbreaking….I feel very strongly when I say that this album is quite literally one of the best albums that will come out of this century [period] Not the best kpop album, or the best solo album or even the best Taemin album. With this album….’good’ doesn’t cut it. None of the adjectives in any language would be able to accurately describe this album down to its last beat.
Listening to MOVE, I experienced feelings that I never knew possible while listening to an album. It was like having not just an out of body experience, but an out of this universe experience. I quite literally ascended to heaven, descended to hell, and then rose back on Earth multiple times while listening. I’m taking a break now, but I’m sure if i went back to listen to the album, i’d have the exact same feeling with the exact same intensity.
Taemin didn’t just do that. He did it, and then he made sure that no one else would ever be able to do the same. This is something so uniquely Taemin, so complex with so many levels and twists and turns that it cannot be repeated.
Taemin created something. He gave us a gift. And the world of music will never be the same.