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Pre-Kerberos! Matt HC

[Pre-Kerberos! Matt]

★ Matt is the whitest of the whites, he eats one hot chip and it’s game over.

★ He’s allergic to pickles

★ He got Katie into aliens and cryptids

  • He doesn’t regret it                                                                             

★ Him and Shiro were friends, even before the Garrison.

★ He’s a little shit, the Garrison teachers expected him to be the perfect student since he was Sam and Colleen’s son.

  • They were wrong, he started a black market and wasn’t found out until it was too late. He made more than $500 bucks cash.

★ Whenever he was called into the office to talk about his future he just answered with “Kick ass, go to space, represent the human race.”

The cost of losing a bet with him was high

  • Once a kid had to go up to Iverson and ask if he was a furry and if his boyfriend was bigfoot.
  • They were required to help Iverson for the rest of the year during their free hour.

★ Anytime anyone asked if him and Shiro were dating, he did finger guns and awkwardly backed away.

★ Has been the cause of the science lab blowing up at least 5 times.

  • Shiro was apart of three of them.

★ Puns were his shit no one could escape

  • Shiro does this make us…..Kerbros?”
  • “If it weren’t for the laws of this land, I would’ve slaughtered you, Matt.”

★ Would fight you if you said Pluto wasn’t a planet

★ Is the most oblivious of people, two kids had a crush on him at the same time and he never noticed

  • But he can somehow notice when people have crushes on each other??

★ He met Neil Degrasse Tyson once and cried

★ Katie and him show their love by roasting each other on the daily

★ “I know you love those peas, Dad.” was only the tip of the Yikesburg™ .

★ He dyed Shiro’s hair once

  • It went as well as expected
  • It was neon blue

★ He smuggled Pidge into the Garrison once with the help of Shiro

  • Keith found them dragging her through the window
  • He just stared silently and walked away

★ He can do a perfect Yoda impression

  • Katie sadly found out when she on the verge of sleep at 3am

★ Subs always liked him for some reason, no one really knew how or why though.

★ He could name all 206 bones in the human body, and he taught Keith how to break every one of them

★ Katie popped out the lens in his back-up prescription glasses

  • He cried

★ He can quote back to the future word for word

★ “What are you gonna do punch me???”

  • The kid decked him
  • He broke their leg

★ He threatened to sell Katie to the Garrison for a pizza

  • A guy’s gotta do what they gotta do to get some decent food

★ “How’d you do in your flight test, Matt?” “Oh, I nearly killed Shiro. it’s chill though.”

★ He cries whenever he sees dogs since the Garrison is in the middle of nowhere

  • He once cried for more dog deaths in three school days than his entire life

★ “Hey Matt, high-five the stars for me okay?” “Of course, Katie.”

  • She hasn’t found out if he did or not.

★ It was his idea to name their dog Gunther

  • “What the fuck, Matt” “It haS CHARACTER KATIE”

★ Him and his mom are kickass together.

  • Everyone is low-key terrified of them

★ He crashed his bike into a tree once

  • “Lol you guys will never guess what happened”
  • “What”
  • “My bone is no longer in my leg”

★ “Do you think Iverson and—” “I’m gonna stop you right there.”

★ He hacked the speakers in the Garrison to play Bill Nye the Science Guy when someone said he wasn’t a real scientist

★ Believes in the multiverse theory and soulmates

  • Maybe in some other universe him and Shiro are happy

★ He’s pan and poly, fight me   

  • Katie got him a shirt that read “Pans for Bigfoot”    
  • He wore it everywhere

★ He finished the office in a week and stares at a security camera whenever something stupid happens

★ Someone confessed to him once and he panicked and said “Thank you”

★ Matt is actually a super good crossdresser???

  • Shiro and Keith are surprised???
  • Katie had to get it from somewhere y’all

★ Lowkey likes to make fun of Keith for being Texan

  • “Y’all’d’ve done good if y’all had listened to me.”
  •  “I hate living because of you, Matt.”

★ Bill Nye the Science Guy is his dad and you can’t tell him otherwise.

  • He’ll fight you if you say he isn’t a real Scientist

★ MATT REALLY LIKES AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER, LIKE I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN IT BUT I KNOW HE DOES.

★ Him and Katie learned Latin for kicks

★ Speaks fluent meme

★ **Drops one piece of candy on his room floor** “,,,,,,,,” **Kneels down to look for it**

★ 10/10 doesn’t know how to handle any crushes he has

  • He realized he had a crush on Shiro with the “help” of Katie and Keith
  • He tried to eat an entire jar of pickles afterwards

★ “Matt, you have a crush on my brother, admit it” “New glasses, who dis?”

★ “Shiro, when I was your age,,,,,,” “One day, you’re just not going to wake up.”

★ He somehow convinced Shiro to dress up as Watson while he was Sherlock

★ Hamilton’s number 1 fan

★ He spits out facts at random

  • “Y’know Alexander Hamilton spelt Philadelphia wrong in our Constitution?” 
  • Katie, who has been running on 3 hours of sleep: please shut tf up

★ “You’re a little shit Matt” “Atleast I don’t quote Fairy Tail any chance i get”

★ Matt: THIS BITCH EMPTY 
★ Katie, grabbing his backpack full of assignments from the Garrison: Y E E T

★ He hates coffee but will drink 5 cans of soda in an hour

★ “YOOOOO I TELL YOU WHAT I WANT WHAT I REALLY WANT” “SO TELL ME WANT WHAT YOU REALLY WANT” “I WANNA–”

  • Sam Holt voice: Please,,,,just go to sleep”

★ He’s a Gryffindor

★ Someone bet him that he couldn’t eat 2 of the new Grand Macs

  • He ate 4, Katie ate 5
  • Everyone was impressed and low-key terrified

★ Shiro: bro take off your glasses
★ Matt: bro everything’s a blur
★ Shiro: that’s my life without you
 Matt, tearfully: Bro… 

Iverson: any questions?
Matt: Yeah, first of all, how dare you?

★ “Would you slap Katie for $2,000?” “I’d break both of Katie’s arms and my own leg for a small fry from McDonald's”

★ Shiro gave him one of his sweaters when it was cold out once

  • Shiro hasn’t seen it since

★ He had an emo phase that lasted 2 months before he got tired of the eyeliner

  • Katie likes to bring it up at the worst times

He’s covered in bandaids 90% of the time

  • Most times it’s because he and Katie were fucking around while building smth

★ “The amount of uses for a dead horse is infinite” “Matt, honestly, just go to church”

★ His mind is just a constant loop of that scene in VeggieTales where the realized they didn’t have hands and just sadly looked at each other

★ “KATIE POKEMON PIDGEOTTO HOLT

★ Mashed potatoes can and should fuck him up

★ Learned to play the kazoo for meme opportunity

★ Once burnt off one of his eyebrows from boiling water

★ Him and Katie do the handshake thing from Zack and Cody

★ Whenever someone asks to see a picture of Katie, he just pulls out a picture of Pidgey from Pokémon

  • Matt: Isn’t she pretty?

★ He beat every island in poptropica

★ He can make really nice flower crowns nobody has questioned it

★ He talks with his hands a lot

  • He’s hit Keith in the face more than once because of it

★ You know when it snowed in Egypt for the first time in years and that guy had that giant ass snowball and was gonna fucking dunk it on his friend?

  • That’s Matt

★ He can dance?? Where did he learn it? Nobody knows

★ “Keith I came as soon as i heard! I can’t believe it I knew you two were close”
★“Wtf are you talking about?”
★“Punk is dead, Keith”

★ When the rumour that MCR was coming back you bet your ass Matt was ready to blast every song whenever he saw Keith

★ “I’m Matt, the radar technician”

★ He recreated BB-8 from Star Wars: The Force Awakens and cried

★ “Bitch, I am a gift of God, square up”

  • Get it? Because Matthew means gift of God??

★ He can solve a rubix cube behind his back in under 35 seconds

★ If he laughs hard enough he’ll start snorting

  • 50% of the time he won’t notice because he’s too busy laughing
  • The other 50% he’ll stop and frown in disgust at his own snort

★ He found out Shiro poured his milk in before the cereal and kicked him out their dorm

Matt: Hey, Shiro, want to stay for dinner?
Colleen: Do you want to stay forever?

★ Iverson lowkey reminds him of Snape, so by default he just doesn’t like him

★ “Work, work!” “Matthew!”
    “Work, work!” “Katherine!”
    “,,,,,and Keith”
    “The conspiracy theorists!”

★ Unlike his sister, he likes to garden and starts one in their backyard with their mom

★ Matt would totally force Shiro to cosplay Team Rocket for Halloween with Pidge being Meowth and Keith being an edgier version of Ash Ketchum

  • Shiro as Jessie and Matt as James of course

★ He owns every pokemon game in existence

  • Pokemon Snap was his shit when he was like 7
  • He 360 noscoped the Pokemon with apples

★ Has read all of the Harry Potter books three times

★ He tried to teach Shiro how to dance

  • They never finished though because neither of them could take the sexual tension

★ He was more into the galaxies and multiple universes part of space, while Katie was excited for the tech advances 

  • They were both 100% ready for aliens though

★ Shiro told him he couldn’t create the Marauders Map, so he did out of spite

★ Talked in nothing but Shakespeare for a day to piss off Katie

★ He loved ducktales

  • Too bad he can’t see the reboot

★ Barbie and the 12 dancing princesses was his shit

★ When Katie was born, he brought a potato with him when he went to the hospital to compare the two

★ He always wore sweaters that didn’t quite fit him, so he could have Sweater Paws

★ There was a supposed ‘haunted’ house on his street, so him Katie and the Broganes all snuck out to investigate

  • A window broke while they were in there
  • Keith shapeshifted into Sonic and bolted, Katie started hysterically crying and laughing at the same time as she ran, and Matt jumped into Shiro’s arm and Shiro fuckin’ booked it
  • They all agreed not to talk about it

★ Once in gym, a ball was about to hit someone in the face but instead of yelling “duck!” he yelled “dICK”

  • To this day no one has let him live it down

★ Uses an absurd amount of emoticons when texting

★ 10/10 would meme again

★ Used the word “Yo” too many times to count

★ Tried to bury Katie underneath a bunch of snow when she was 10

★ He can’t swim

★ He’s cried during nearly every Disney and Pixar movie


[Read Part Two// Post-Kerberos! Matt HC here!]

Warframe personalities from how I see them, by my first glance at them.

Heads up, this is a long post. Enjoy~!

Ash: Aloof mofo with a stabbing habit. could rob you of all your money in texas hold ‘em. Too much damn side eye. Kills everyone is the room, then breaks for coffee like nothing happened. Ninja who steals the last slice of cake from the fridge.

Atlas: would kick your ass then be your best bro. is dead inside? somewhat likely but can’t tell anymore. makes shitty jokes. I get he’s a one punch man stone golem, but c’mon, the guy gives pretty good hugs.

Banshee: Resting bitch face, but is sound sensitive so she has a reason. Most likely up to god knows what hours listening to music enjoying synethesia sensations. Knows a thing or two about where to find the best obscure books. Caring protective friend.

Chroma: Moody guy who just wants some fucking peace and quiet. Hoards things like trophies from kills, bet this guy has so many hunting trophies? ffs, his ult is a dragon pelt, might as well be a dragon! Really good at pissing off people without even trying.

Ember: Sassy friend wants all the tea. Best booty to boot. You see that guy over there? He’s on fire. She fucking murdered him with sick comebacks. Don’t get me wrong though, she might like her bacon crispy but she’s a pretty loyal friend. Probably would come get your ass for a revive with intent to raze the fucking field with wildfire.

Equinox: Calm balanced friend??? Has two sides she shows to different people, everyone who talks to her might find something different about her. Likes keeping a lot of houseplants in her room in the dojo. Courteous and polite and gives the best backhanded compliments under a pleasant facade.

Excalibur: Average Joe. Good at a lot but not the best, really doesn’t give his best. Very athletic. rushes through missions impatiently. Might play too many hack’n’slash games in his spare time.

Frost: Stoic, quiet, probably has some thought going on at all times. Reads a lot of mythology from before the orokin era. Procrastinates and stalls for his buddies while holding down the fort. solid person to talk to if you need someone to listen.

Hydroid: The guy has enough mentions about tentacle porn, it’s safe to say he’s hoarding a hentai stash somewhere. or people assume. just a guy who loves the water, could talk for days about fish and where to find all the best seafood restaurants. has had enough people mentioning pirates around him. has a good, hearty laugh.

Inaros: Tired, always fucking tired. Sleep? I’ll sleep when I’m dead. if you can kill me, that is. Mmm. nom. Corpus tastes metallic. Grineer tastes like really bad slimy chicken. I’m not sharing what infested taste like. Shields? What the heck is that? Appreciates old architecture and hoards ayatan statues.

Ivara: Sneaky sneaky~ I got an arrow for just about any job. Just because i am a cyclops doesn’t mean i don’t have depth perception, dumbass. Carefree happy lady, fun to talk to. Makes lots of banter with teammates on missions.

Limbo: Trolls might love this guy, why doesn’t he have a fedora helmet yet? I’ve not seen enough Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure to know what those references mean. He’s a real gentleman, very inquisitive. He’s a scientist? Aw, cool. Prolly spacing out while carousing through the rift, thinking about his next project.

Loki: The Cheeseframe is what people call him. Knows where all the loot is, all the time. Giggling and pulling pranks 24/7. Can do shit effortlessly and stares at his team wondering why the fuck the had to trigger the damn alarm in a mission. Also, hammerhead shark. This guys likes playing card games too.

Mag: In a state of calm and panic at the same time. Doesn’t show much though. Magnetic personality? Could crush your heart in a minute. Has a good taste in interior design, rather good at art deco/ industrial. Has some walls to get through before befriending her, but melts like a marshmellow when ya do.

Mesa: 360 no scope!!! It’s high noon! okay, now that’s out of the way, let’s keep going. Keeps an orderly schedule, off doing solo missions all the time. Loves a good movie, could talk about her favorite film for hours. Deserts are dry? So is her humor. Would shoot you without even thinking.

Mirage: You thought Loki’s pranks were bad? At least her enemies get these night mare shows and not you. This chick loves horror films, special effects make up and disco. Pretty good at good at lighting up the room and your smile. She really just wants a good time, okay?

Nekros: Sick mofo who tells dead baby jokes. Has some interesting kinks. Rarely eats, if ever. Would look you dead in the eye and try to tell you bad puns seriously as possible. Has seen the dead walk again, thinks they’re best buddies. good guy to go to a graveyard with.

Nezha: Srsly good looking.. guy? girl? oh idc he can be genderfluid and i’d still think he’s attractive. Got serious hula skills. Never takes himself seriously and just loves going for long missions. Knows a thing or two about culture, rather classy guy but can be a bit childish. Never really grew up, but you don’t notice that behind the charm.

Nidus: This is the I-don’t-give-a damn guy. He wrecks everything he touches, spreads space aids, yet his personality is far from cancer. Very good with animals. A bit messy. Too many damn things talking in his head from the infested and ignores them like a champ. They bend to his will.

Nova: A Good Egg, if slightly cracked. Giggles at the mention of inane words. Everything explodes!!! ADHD in a frame. Good natured wholesome friend who loves everyone. Bad habit of breaking appliances and electronics. Geiger counters near her start playing Imagine Dragon’s Radioactive?

Nyx: Look at this frame. You took a good warframe and gave it anxiety, sheesh. Shy, kinda hard to deal with hearing everyone’s thoughts sometimes. ain’t got time for your drama. Loves talking about current events, but not much of a gossip out of respect for others. giant personal space bubble, do not touch!

Oberon: Royal pain in the ass, but a lovable doofus so you kinda just let it go. Very protective dad friend, complete with dad jokes. Probably would like to finish your sandwich if you’re not gonna eat it. Would open his home to you if you needed a couch to surf on.

Octavia: This girl loves all music, could help you find just the mix you were looking for. Got sick dance moves too. Might have been in band. Would happily binge watch any tv show with you and discuss everything about it. You don’t know what so charming about her, but you really like her so you always accept her invites. Had a bad habit of fidgeting.

Rhino: This guy could bench press a grineer ship in one hand and corpus ship in the other. you don’t move out of his way, he runs you over, simple as that. gym rat, for sure. somewhat impatient. watches way too many superhero blockbusters and devours the comics. Mows down the entire enemy wave just get your sorry bleeding ass back up and fighting again.

Saryn: Oh, good lotus, this chick has got good looks and a deadly touch. Cunning girl could outsmart anyone. Low key annoyed in general. Would back stab you without a thought, given a reason. Knows a lot about cooking. I mean, if you’re going to poison someone or at least know how to work in the biolab you should probably know how this type of chemistry works. dodges responsibility a lot tho.

Titania: flighty as fuck, gets startled easily. graceful; she has good fashion sense. you have no idea where she came from in the room. fairy tales are definitely her thing, but happy endings really aren’t true with that state of things right now in the solar system. too many butterflies, but is fine with it since they help her stay calm. Actually really good at flying archwings, I think?

Trinity: First one to rush into the fight, last one to leave until everyone is okay. Is the Mom friend. Likes to be helpful. Rather much a bitch to those she hates. She may have an open heart, but don’t walk all over this girl. Cross her once, shame on you. Cross her twice, she leaves you for dead on eris, end of story.

Valkyr: Look, she’s been through some shit, has ptsd, the very least you can do is give her a cat plushie and your support, okay? Gets angry easily and has meltdowns. She’s not a pushover. She knows what’s best, she can endure. semi serious, jokes fly over her head. it may take a bit for her to like you. literally a cat frame, you don’t know love until you’ve been loved by a cat.

Vauban: Forget Limbo being a troll. This is THE trollframe. Went to college for engineering, came back out a smart ass. Don’t loan money to him, he prolly won’t pay ya back. Pretty good drinking buddy tho. Reads a shit ton of shakespear to know what that sense of humor really is. Shit poster, meme hoarder extrordinaire. you can have a grenade! And you can have a grenade! YOU ALL CAN HAVE GRENADES!

Volt: Impeccable taste mixed with sharp commentary. Why does he have a helmet that’s a boob? maybe he has a high schooler’s sense of humor? would be honest with you and tell you straight up what needs to be done. This guy likes expensive suits. Has a tendency to be impulsive.

Wukong: Has loads of stories to tell. Good memory. Can comeback from just about any setback. determined and will happily grind with you in missions for hours. Also pretty damn stubborn and doesn’t listen well to others, kinda has to speak first.

Zephyr: Life’s a breeze here, right? Kinda goes with whatever and has a hard time deciding on things. Kinda clumsy too. Crashes raids and blows away the enemy. Usually minds her own business with her head in the clouds.

i expected to do a rundown of book reviews before school starts but i didn’t read anything during vacation. i half-blame kdramas. i half-blame the burnt out feeling i experienced when the semester concluded. there’s that, and i’m really sorry for my main blog because it has been neglected this holiday season even if i promised i wouldn’t put it aside anymore. i’m so bad at keeping up with it. 

nonetheless, i want to share some thoughts i have about some kdramas i watched (and finished) this holiday season because i loved a bunch of them and i just want to talk about them. 

Originally posted by nammminn

1. W: Two Worlds- the first one I decided to binge-watch. the chemistry between the characters of this drama was A++ also, i took interest in it because of the world it promised in its synopsis. nonetheless, it didn’t disappoint. everything in this drama was obviously so well-though of. although i’m not a fan of the female lead character, i loved kang chul’s character and that was enough to keep watching the drama till the end. i tackled this drama expecting a romantic love story but it isn’t much of that because it’s really action and suspense packed. anyway, i realized that too late to turn back from my interest in the world in this drama. 4.5/5 

Originally posted by asianfireflies

2. Cheese in the Trap- the setting of this drama is just so relatable because the characters are in college. kim go eun is an acting goddess. hats off for both park hae jin and lee sung kyung. nam joo hyuk is an adorable human once more. this drama had great acting and a great story rolled into one. it would only seem light at first but the story gradually becomes darker as it progresses. this drama gets your mind working because of how it drops its foreshadowing and all that so you know that this is a well thought out story. 7/5

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

3. Oh My Ghostess- this one only started to hook me around the middle part. but i’ll say it was great to watch. i was sincerely rooting for park bo young’s character that i didn’t fancy the parts with kim seul gi’s character possessing her and seducing jo jung suk’s character– and that’s quite a lot of parts. that doesn’t mean i hated kim seul gi in this, it’s just that i really, really wanted to see things work for chef sun woo and bong sun. this show, nonetheless, challenged park bo young, obviously, because she was technically doing two roles in one drama. and she did a great job!! also, it’s impossible to not fall in love with jo jung suk who was every second lovable and adorable in this drama. i also discovered another favorite actor in this drama which is kwak si yang. 4.9/5

Originally posted by irrational-obsessions-gottcha78

(everyone needs a kwak si yang smile in their life. also, because the next kdrama i’m going to mention has si yang in it)

Originally posted by kdramastuff

4. Second to Last Love- adult romance and family drama. not a lot of people know about this drama but apparently, it aired the same time as scarlet heart ryeo and jealousy incarnate in SBS. i watched this just because of the promise that kwak si yang is in this drama. and he is!! kim seul gi being an amazing actress in this and sharing the screen with kwak si yang is a big bonus. i fell in love with him during oh my ghostess and i looked for dramas where he acts in and this is one of them. he’s the second lead in this drama and he did a terrific job in it. i’m a new fan!! anyways, this drama isn’t the usual thing to watch if you’re looking for oppas with hot bods to scream about. it’s a feel-good drama with plot twists so it’s not boring and not very light either. this is the quality and kind of drama that i hope filipino family dramas would achieve. even if it has a sad, dark back story, it is still relatable which makes it speak to audience. 3.8/5

Originally posted by dankkekk

4. Cinderella and the Four Knights- the title should be enough warning if you’re not into common and overused storylines. it already has cinderella on it so you already know what to expect right?? the story seriously reminded me of wattpad stories where a mistreated, poor, golden hearted girl’s life turns around 360 degrees because she meets this rich old man who lets her live with his super handsome and super bratty heirs. it just saddened me that it’s the case because jung il woo and park so dam who were both great actors. i think their acting was what really pulled me into finishing this series. eitherway, the other characters were too simple in a black and white way too so that didn’t impress me. i gave this drama a chance because i wanted to see if they’ll do something innovative with the cinderella concept but no. it wasn’t what i got. i continued watching it nonetheless because the acting was good, and i was looking forward to the happy ending of this drama that’s why i kept watching it. 2.5/5

some other stuff i’d like to mention: 

Originally posted by musingsofagirl1

-hwarang is still on going but i am loving it so far!! i can tell it will go down as a great story, especially with the interesting historical setting. on the leads, even if i love park seo joon being sun woo so much, i’m kind of rooting for park hyung sik’s character, sam maek jong. also, the other boys are adorable characters as well. 

Originally posted by sassy-smolder

-pls go ahead and watch weightlifting fairy kim bok joo. it didn’t really get the rating it deserved during its run but it has a promising story and great characters and talented actors. this is a very light but very well thought of drama. i talked about it on this blog a couple of times already and you’re probably tired of me saying it but go anead and marvel at the beautiful lee sung kyung and nam joo hyuk.

Originally posted by kdramagif

-goblin is a huge hit because it has a stellar cast, a stellar concept and a stellar story. i think it rose to popularity because of the leads but it is so much more than that. i’m looking forward to seeing more of this drama. huge bonus if you like aesthetically pleasing shows. i know a lot of kdramas have pretty cinematography but this one is just one of the best i have ever seen. i will always give this one a 10/10. 

anonymous asked:

I find it quite cringy when I look at their Japanese interview (for coming over?). Where most of the members choose ks as the manliest and the members who didn't choose him at first when they looked at someone/something in front of them they changed their answers to ks (except yx?). Tell me about image manipulating.

It was from Ameba tv (35.55). Everyone chose him except ks who chose sh. Ks was consistent w his answer. yx pretending to be confused at the back, changing his answer from jm to ks. jd didn’t get the memo to choose ks. Lol. I can’t stop cringing at the last part. Ks is a role model hahah. Jm too hahaha. And ji tho. He was suddenly so quiet when ks did that.

Idk how ppl view this manliest part of ks. In that vid, pcy said that ks is a strong person and a quiet type. But I can’t find the relation between strong&quiet=manly. I expect a much precise explanation, not necessary long since they have been living tghtr for many yrs.

From my pov, this manly trait of ks means that he speaks his mind. He knows what he wants, what he wants to say. When no means no. When yes means yes.

  1. Ji said in this interview that ks will firmly say what bothers him.
  2. In 360 star show where jm said that his parents never say anything bout his eating habits but ks did.
  3. beat.burger mi.hawk said they had to change some parts in monster choreography coz ks didn’t want to do it.
  4. Jjs also said ks has a manly trait in 360 star show (tho he didn’t explain which part is manly). It was kinda unnecessary for him to bring up ‘ks is manly’ after he said ks is pretty and he wants to hold ks (lol).
  5. In their recent fanmeeting, ex0 cup, ks was voted the most as the person who will firmly say no/can’t. strict mom lol

But idk y some ppl re hung up w manly=dom/cold/buff/blabla. Where does it say that manly ks means that? Or did I miss anything? The man said himself he didn’t like working out and hates sweating. Tho he’s doing pilates now coz u guys didn’t like his cute tummy. Just kidding.

I don’t understand y some ppl gets easily triggered when we say ks is cute, likes being pampered, likes to cook, etc. Or or quickly dismissed this sides of ks which is more prominent. I bet some ppl didn’t watch that vlive app he did. Cooking and talking bout his mom non-stop w his round glasses being all cute. Lol. Told us don’t act like we know him. Yes, we don’t know him but these words didn’t come out from our mouth. Y is it ok to say ks is a macho man but not ok to say ks likes cooking and fold clothes and doing all these traditional feminine things. Some ppl will get triggered in 5, 4, 3, 2, I’m just kidding. Chill.

Honestly, it’s not about us. It’s not about our image of ks we have in mind and trying to project that to ks. This is about ks. Buffsoo was a yr ago. Get over it. Image manipulation exists n guess what, it works. Ks is seen as this cold and dom guy. This is not even about otp, who’s the top or bottom. Who fcking cares about that. Ks is the one fcking, not us. Some ppl needs to get off ff for a day. Lol. But then I forgot that some ppl don’t actually like rl ks, just ff ver of ks //coughcough.

Anyway, if you’re offended, you probably know I’m right. Cheers.

Have a nice day, anon!

anonymous asked:

Can I request a BTS reaction when their are your roomates and they are crushing on you, and they accidentally walk in on you naked?

this was actually really hard for us bc were never naked bc we have brothers around this was probably harder than our cheating request

Nams: Walking around the house naked was not your idea of having fun. Ever. So when you found yourself without a towel or clothes after taking a shower, you knew it had all been set up by your best friend. It was the month of April and you and your loud mouth made the whole month of April the prank month. It’s like it says, the whole month you and your best friend could prank each other to your hearts contents. But this was pushing it. You pounded your fists on your bedroom door, which was locked.“[y/b/f/n]! OPEN UP! SERIOUSLY THIS ISN’T COOL!” Instead of opening the door, your friend just laughed it off. “THIS IS SERIOUS WHAT IF NAMJOON COMES HOM-” fuck. Turning around there he was, in all his glory, standing at the end of the hallway with wide eyes as he proceed the situation. “OPEN THE DOOR OPEN THE DOOR!!!” You yelled out in a different anxious tone as you tried to cover yourself up. “Jeez, what’s your damage?” Your friend asked as she opened the door only to find you in a mess as you pushed through the door into your room. “YOU DUMBASS NAMJOONS IN THE FUCKEN HALLWAY TOU ASS!” You yelled at your friend as you slipped on your clothes. “God I’m so embarrassed.” Little did you know that Namjoon found himself in an awkward position of trying to figure out when he would ask you out.

Originally posted by rm-olderfan


Yoongi: You never really liked being naked, maybe that’s why you never really had an intimate moment with anyone. Nonetheless, when you and your best friend, Yoongi, decided to move in together, your chances of really making a 360° on your opinion of being naked went out the window. There was just something comforting about having fabric wrapped around you, maybe you felt that way because it was the social norm, at least for women. So when you found yourself naked in the kitchen eating a slice of pizza, you wondered why. Oh right, that’s why. You never really felt sexy in your skin, it’s not like you absolutely hated your body or anything, there were just pieces that you didn’t like about yourself. Which gets you back on the topic, your friend had recommended that you have moments with your body, when you were just naked. It was a weird spiritual-mind thing, and you didn’t think it would hurt. Besides, your roommate was always out with his friends or at work so during the week you had the house all to your self. So when you turned around seeing him standing there in utter shock and with his eyes wide and mouth gaped open of the situation, you freaked. You face turned red as you dropped the pizza on the floor and bolted to your bedroom, locking it as soon as you walked in. To avoid the situation, you put on a random t-shirt and hid yourself under your covers contemplating your life decisions thar led up to this spectacular event. ‘you dumbass why would you do that? What made you think that was ok?’ So maybe you were loosing it, a lot. When you heard a knock on the door you let out a whine, “y/n, c-can we talk?” A soft voice that belonged to the one and only min yoongi hit your ears. “Please go away, I’m already embarrassed myself enough for one day.”“ Y/n, cmon everyone has a body, it’s nothing to be ashamed of,” you cringed at yourself as you buried yourself deeper into your bed. “Y/n cmon lets talk.” Yoongi said one more time, reluctantly, you got up and walked to the door. When you opened it, you couldn’t even look at him in the eyes, so you looked down at the floor instead. “Are-are you wearing my shirt?” His question almost startled you as you looked at your shirt and then at him. “I-I guess I am? I’m so sorry I’ll go chan-”“no, no it’s fine-god, uh” you’d never thought you’d see Yoongi this perplexed. “Would you, uh, do you wanna go on a date some time?”

Originally posted by royalfoodraider


Taehyung: ‘Alright tae today’s the day, you can’t keep beating around the bush my dude!’ Taehyung kept pumping himself up in the hallway of their apartment. “Why can’t I just ask them out???” He said as he ran his fingers though his hair in frustration. “It can’t be that hard!” He exclaimed before he ran down the hallway in search for you. Hyping himself up maybe was a good Idea in the moment but when he opened your door to find you getting ready to change clothes, all there in all your naked glory, he completely blanked. “OH MY GOD TAE GET OUT!” You said as you threw a pillow at his face before running behind your bed. “Kim taehyung please get out!” You whined out, Tae, finally snapping out of it turned around red faced. “Wow good job Taehyung! Now how are you going to ask them out?” He exclaimed thinking it was all in his head. “Woah woah wait- what?” You said as you grabbed your t-shirt and covered your upper body as you peeped from behind your bed. ‘Fuck’, “I said that out loud didn’t I?” He said as he refused to look at you. You stumbled as you quickly put on your pants and stood behind him. “You dork!” You said as you wrapped your arms around him, “I mean you already saw me naked, I’d be a shame if I didn’t go out with you.” You didn’t need to see his face to know that his goofy, beautiful, signature smile was plastered on his face.

Originally posted by taesscripts


Jin: running late was never your style, running late with makeup, hair and no dress on was totally not your style. Your friends had invited you to a night out and since it was a Saturday you decided going out wouldn’t do much harm. Nothing wrong with a girls night out. But of course you decided to start getting ready 30 minutes before your friend picks you up, real sly. Sadly, time was not on your side, as you scurried around the cubicle apartment, searching ever nook and cranny for your pink satin dress.
“Ughhh, SHIT, where is it?!” You whispered screeched after demolishing your closet, making it look as if a monsoon had occurred. Placing your hands on your hips (and away from your which had taken you nearly an hour to straighten), you tapped your foot and started thinking about where was the last time you saw your dress.
“Ok, first I left the house after Jin cooked breakfast, I finished class around 3:30 then went straight to the boutique to pick up my dress.” You thought long and hard. “And then I came home and showed Jin my dress—"
Cue the record scratch. Jin. JIN.
Without even realizing it, you stomped into Jin’s room, without even bothering to knock or throw some clothes on, and caught him playing some Mario Kart. Ha, very typical.
Jin looked up from his game when he heard a loud bang, only to drop his controller, jaw going slack.
“Y/n,” he said. “What are you, doing?”
You watched as his eyes trailed down your half naked form, a pink blotch spreading across his checks.
You cleared your throat, “ahem, my eyes are here, remember?”
Jin snapped his head back up, although his pupils looked like they were shaking. “What happened, shouldn’t you be getting ready.”
“I was,” you sighed in exasperation. “But it seems as if I’ve misplaced my dress.” You suddenly arched a brow at your roommate. “You wouldn’t have happen to seen it, would you?”
Jin tapped his chin in thought. “I remember you showing me, but that was the last time I saw it.” He looked up, noticing the suspicious glare you were throwing him.
“Hey! I swear, I didn’t touch anything. Cross my heart!”
You tapped your foot impatiently and crossed your arms. Opening your mouth to reply, you noticed something wedged beneath his bed, something pink.
“Uh huh, then why do I see a wad of pink under your bed?”
Jin looked over his shoulder, then back to you. “Um, everything in this room is pink,” he stated a matter of factly, gesturing to the pink rug, pink duvet, pink blanket, pink bathroom.
Well, looks like he caught you there.
Shoulders slumping in defeat, YOU heaved another sigh. “Alright, you’re off the hook. But what am I gonna without my dress?” You gestured to your bare torso, causing Jin to blush again.
He cleared his throats awkwardly and stood up. “Um, maybe you can borrow a dress from Hoseok’s sister. I mean she lives right on the first floor. Besides! She’s a model, I’m pretty sure she’ll have some dresses that’ll compliment your just fine!”
Your heart skipped a beat at that statement. Straightening up, you threw Jin a smile, before turning on your heel and walking into your room to get changed.
One hour later, Jin found himself indulging in his game when he heard his phone buzz. Picking it up, his heart fluttered when he saw a picture of you on a beautiful turquoise dress that was not too sexy, but made you look even more beautiful.
Underneath was a text: thanks Jin, I owe you one!!
Smiling to himself, Jin shut off his phone. Then, without even realizing, he reached under the bed, only to pull out a plastic bag and hanger they held the pink dress.
“It was a close one,” he laughed.

Originally posted by jungkookiescookies



Jungkook: Rooming with Jeon Jungkook definitely had its ups and downs. Face cleaners would sometimes go missing, shampoo bottle were often left half empty and there was the occasional tripping over timberlands—"swear to god Jeon Jungkook, if you don’t use the freaking shoe rack I’m kicking you and your sorry ass out of here!“ On the upside, Jungkook had a knack for singing in the shower which, while you wouldn’t admit it, was as quiet soothing. So yeah, Jeon Jungkook was full of surprises. Mostly good ones…
Mostly.
Jungkook stood in front of y/n, eyes wide open like a deer caught in headlights as he stared at her, wearing nothing but a pair of jeans and an unclipped that was (thank heavenly) held by her arms. Y/b bore the dame expression, cheeks turning into a soft tint of pink. The two held eyes contact with one another for another minute or so, until Jungkook finally found the on button for his legs and started walking towards the shared closet. Digging through his side, which was (surprise surprise) nothing but white t-shirts, Jungkook grabbed a clean looking one, strode over to y/n and held it out for her, avoiding any sort of contact.
“Here. Take it,” he mumbled.
Y/n stared at the shirt, then back to Jungkook. “What, really? You’re lending me your shirt?”
“Yeah.” He cleared his throat. “Don’t want you to get a cold.”
Noticing the tinge of red on the maknae’s cheeks, y/n accepted the shirt, careful not to drop her bra, and watched as Jungkook exited the room, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly After one silent minute, y/n pulled the white shirt over her head, laughing as it reached her thighs.
From behind the door, Jungkook leaned against the doorframe, cheeks red from embarrassment. “Way to go Jungkook, there goes your chance of asking y/n out for a date.” He blew a puff of air. “At least she looked cute in my t-shirt.”
Yup, mostly good surprises.

Originally posted by askmeifimadalek


Hoseok: “Yah! Y/n!” Hoseok hollered from the dressing room adjacent to the one y/n was using. “Are you almost done, I’m hungry!!”
“Just one more dress, Hobi,” you replied, holding another dress in front of your body.
“That’s what you told me fifteen second ago!” Hoseok stomped his foot like an antsy child waiting for his mother.
With a huff, Hoseok marched back and forth, hands in his pocket, hoping to pass the time.
Why did he think it was a good idea to let y/n take him dress shopping with her? She could’ve gone with anyone. Anyone with more interest. Like Jin. He probably owned a couple dresses himself.
Sighing once more, Hoseok stared at the curtain that separated the two of them. Still, he couldn’t deny the last two hours of just watching y/n try on a dozen dresses and modeling for him was kinda fun. Every time she walked out sent nervous jolts down his spine and butterflies in his stomach. She looked beautiful in all of them, but obviously he wouldn’t say that.
Yet.
Looking down, Hoseok noticed that the strings of his laces were untied. As he bent down to lace them up, the hood of his jacket suddenly caught the hook attached to the bar holding the curtain up. “Huh?” Hoseok tugged at the hook. When it wouldn’t budge, he started twisting around in hopes of getting his hood loose.
“Come on, let go—whoa!” Suddenly loosing his footing, Hoseok came crashing down onto the floor in a heap of tangled limbs and a broken curtain. Groaning softly, Hoseok looked up and flushed fire truck red. Y/n stood there, in all her glory with a red dress pulled half way over her torso. From this angle, Hoseok caught a glimpse of her lace under…
“I’m so sorry!” He cried, hands flying comically over his eyes as he jumped to his feet and sped walk out the room, curtain dragging behind him.
Y/b blinked twice, watching Hoseok scurry away and was now hiding amongst the mannequins. Shaking her head, y/n changed back into her normal clothes and went up to the cashier to buy the red dress Hoseok had seen her in. Well, seen her taking off.
But hey, buyers can’t be choosers…unless you’re a clumsy fool named Jung Hoseok. A cute clumsy fool.

Originally posted by park-jimizzle


Jimin: Y/n lugged around a heavy basket of laundry, bending over to pick up clothes that were scattered here and there, courtesy of Park Jimin and his lazy-afternoon-lounge-around-the-house kind of mood. Shaking her head in amusement, y/n huffed, carrying the pile of clothes over towards the closet slash washing room. As she walked into the leaving room, she suddenly ran into a small table, causing a vase of roses to fall of the ledge. Luckily, thanks to quick reflexes, y/n dropped her basket and caught the vase in the nick of time, however, as a result, a big splash of water soaked her white (why she chose to wore white is a mystery) blouse, making it see through.
Y/n released a groan. One more addition to her ever growing laundry pile. Yippee. Mind you, most of it happened to be Jimin’s. With a sigh, y/n grabbed the hem of her shirt and started tugging it off. However, what she didn’t hear was the sound of the lock turning and the door opening, followed by a “y/n, I’m home—OH MY GOD!!”
Y/n looked up, flushing mad red when she came face to face with none other than Park Jimin, who stared at her with wide eyes, lips pulled into a straight line. She also notice how his pupils seem to waver, as if he was trying to keep his eyes from wandering…oh shit, y/n thought, realizing that she had spent thirty full seconds flashing Jimin with her lacy bra donned chest. SHIT.
Y/n reacted face, groping for the clothes from the laundry basket and pelting them at her roommate. “PARK JIMIN, AVERT YOUR EYES. SHOW SOME COURTESY.”
“You were the one flashing though,” Jimin’s muffled voice resounded.
Y/n released a high pitched whine, stomping out of the living room in pure embarrassment.
Once the coast was clear, Jimin pulled the pair of boxers off his face. He looked down, noticing a puddle of water as well as the toppled vase y/n had dropped, along with the roses. Jimin sighed. Grabbing a paper towel from the kitchen, Jimin cleaned up the mess and set the vase back into place.
“Crap…” he mumbled. “I didn’t even have a chance to give y/n these.” He peeled the plastic casing from the tulips he had bought earlier for y/b and placed them into the vase.
Jimin scratched the back of his head. “Maybe next time I should do chocolates. No shirt?” No shirt.

Originally posted by bangtan

-Pheo and sara

anonymous asked:

I know you've already wrote one but maybe a drabble of ziam going grocery shopping with their little goddaughter brook and they lose her for a moment because they're bickering over something

“Pleaseseeeeeeeeeee,”  Brooklyn’s definitely been to Zayn’s school of getting   her own way with one word, and the use of her eyes as the biggest weapon.

She’s currently sat in the front of the trolley in the small seat. Her request.  She’s now begging to  get out.  

Liam exchanges a helpless  glance with Zayn that says “How can i refuse this face?”  before he turns his attention back to Brooklyn.

“Okay young lady, but don’t run off, and don’t steal food and eat it until we’ve paid for it okay?”

She blinks her eyes and then solemnly, slowly, nods her head up and down to confirm her compliance. 

Liam leans down and picks her up and he’s about to put her on the floor when she throws her arms around his neck and kisses him. 

“Fank you Uncle Lim.”

And then she’s  gone, well only four or five feet away from them, but she runs back and forth, collides with Zayn’s leg twice, almost becomes part of the trolley as she collides with it and then stops still, looks up at Zayn and Liam  grins widely,  giggles and then starts running round again. 

She’s exhausting in the best possible way.

“Anyway, like I was saying, you promised we’d have a rematch, if you’re going to welch on the bet, then well I’ll just assume you’re some wuss who’s terrified of my mad skillz on fifa.”

Liam snorts and looks across at Zayn, he’s not shut up about the rematch since the moment Liam trounced him 12 -1 in a game last night.  

“I’d have thought that rather than a rematch, you’d want to burn the game, pretend it never existed and try to work out how to get past the first five minutes of the walking dead without turning into a zombie.”

Zayn shakes his head. 

“It’s a good job we aren’t in the fruit and veg  aisle or I’d be plotting your impending  death by some kind of heavy vegetable.”

Quick as a flash Liam fires back.

“Yeah, and just like in Fifa, you’ll miss and knock out some random bystander in the crowd or in this case in the supermarket and I’ll spend the next 10 years visiting  you in jail and explaining  on interviews that yeah, Jonathan, Zayn won’t be releasing  music for all that time and it’s all because he’s a shit loser and got into a strop over being shit at Fifa.”

He feels the light punch on his arm, and the “I hate you, you smartarse knob,” but then Zayn smiles, “Maybe we should play frogger instead or get on the arcade games instead, you’re well shi-.”

Zayn stops talking mid insult,  the smile disappears and its replaced by panic. That’s not a facial expression Liam’s familiar with on Zayn but it’s clear and even before he turns away, even before he hears Zayn’s next words, it’s like the bottom’s fallen out of his world.  

“Where’s Brooklyn?”

Liam’s eyes dart to in front of the trolley and she’s not there, he moves around in a 360 degree circle, eyes roving  everywhere and still no sign. 

He drags a hand through his hair, bites at his lip and sees Zayn do the same right before Zayn starts moving  forward, saying  quickly “You go down that aisle, and I’ll go down that aisle,” he signals with his hand and then he’s gone.

Liam pushes the trolley to the side, apologising to the woman he nearly strikes with it and then he’s walking, almost running  down one aisle, trying not to think of all the scenarios that could happen, praying  to anyone he can think of for them not to have to make the phone call. 

Then he walks down another, and another, and there’s still no sign.  As he reaches the end of the alcohol aisle, he sees Zayn who’s walking towards him, forehead creased in concern, and he knows he mirrors the same expression as he doesn’t see Brooklyn running behind him.

“What do we do?” Liam asks as they stand in front of each other.

Their eyes meet, and well the logical answer, the best answer,the only answer really is to call Caroline, call security or somehow develop eyes that can look everywhere and find out exactly where Brooklyn is right now.

Oh, and keep praying.

Liam hears a deep breath, then Zayn’s speaking.

“We think like Brooklyn, that’s what we do, we’ve come here to this supermarket loads of times with her Li, and we even talked about it before, she may have even heard me say it and it was like a siren call for her, we know how much she loves them,”  Zayn says nothing  else as he starts walking , picking  up the pace before he  glances around and calls.

“Well, are you coming or not?”

Liam has no idea where they’re  going until just before they get there, and it hits him and of course, it’s so obvious.  Except not really, cause what other 3 year old children would prefer the fruit and veg aisle to the aisle with all the soft toys and games?

Other 3 year olds don’t matter though, never will until it’s time for them to have a 3 year old in their lives. 

They reach the fruit and veg section, eyes scanning everywhere and they don’t see her initially, each of them standing in a  slightly different place, until Liam takes a step forward closer to the cauliflowers and he sees a woman with a uniform.  

A Sainsbury’s uniform who’s crouched down and talking to someone who’s sitting behind the pillar next to the cauliflowers and broccoli on the shelves so he moves closer, calling Zayn’s name as he does.

“And how old is Colin? Can Colin tell me where your parents are?”

“Colin’s four,” Liam hears but any other response is lost as Zayn joins him, lets out a relieved sigh and well, same and they take the couple of steps forward, round the plllar and there she is.

Cmpletelyunphased, completely enraptured by the little army of cauliflowers and broccoli that sit next to her, completely engrossed in telling the shop assistant, each of their names and ages.

Talking of ages, Liam was 23 when he walked in this supermarket an hour ago, he reckons he’s about 93 now. 

“Eh Miss Brooklyn, what did we say about not running off?” Zayn puts his hand on his hip as he says it, wags his finger and then kneels down next to Brooklyn.

Zayn probably needs to work on  #strictdadzayn before they have kids as Brooklyn giggles as he settles next to her, and then presses a kiss to her forehead.

Liam smiles, probably the weakest smile he’s ever smiled, and now that they’ve found her, now that they don’t need to make the call, he feels almost boneless with the weight of the relief and he sags as his body leans against the pillar and looks down at Brooklyn and Zayn.

Till he hears a throat clear, and a small cough and he looks up and the shop assistant is standing in front of him, head tilted to one side.

“I remember now, you bringing  this little one in before, except it’s been a while, though I’ve seen you both in here before together, my sister loves you both,” she shakes her head then, “Sorry, probably shouldn’t have said that I’ve seen you both, but we’re ever so quietly proud that you come to our shop and that you’re local boys so anyway, this little one was fine,  she was just telling  me all about her little family there while she was waiting  for her Uncle Lim and Unc Zay.”

Liam smiles, reaches a hand forward towards her, looks at the name badge and says “Thank you Lynn, for your discretion and for looking after this little menace.”

He half considers offering a picture, except it would have to be just one of them ,but she excuses herself before he gets the chance and it’s just them then.

He kneels down in front of Zayn and Brooklyn. Brooklyn’s still chattering on about her broccoli and cauliflower family while Zayn rests his hand on her shoulder, and as Liam kneels down he does the same on her other shoulder.

“Hey Brook, you, me and Uncle Zayn need to have a talk about what it means when we say not to run off in the supermarket, okay?” 

He’s quite proud of the serious tone in his voice and he exchanges a  glance with Zayn who  gives him an approving nod.

“OKAY Uncle Lim, can Colin and Bob and Berta and Cawoline come too?” 

Yeah, maybe #strictdadliam needs some work too. 

She stands up then, attempting to hold the vegetables before 2 of them slip out of her hands, but Zayn’s there catching them before he and Liam stand up too.

“Yeah, okay,” says Liam, and he could suggest that they carry on with shopping , and he’s sure their trolley would still be where they left it, but he’s done with Sainsburys for this weekend. 

“How about we pay for Bob, Colin, Caroli,- I mean Cawoline, “ he corrects as Brooklyn sends a withering look, that’s her mother’s to a tee, his way., “and Berta and then we head to McDonalds drive thru and go home.”

“So Lim can beat Unc Zay?” 

Liam laughs and Brooklyn looks entirely too pleased with herself.  

“ getting dragged by 3 year olds, this is a new low,”  but the tone of his Zayn’s voice doesn’t match his words and he adds, “Sounds like a plan.”

**

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Characters: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Cursing, attempted robbery

Word Count: 1,300

A/N: Everyone is 18+ years old; Tom is mean, but he’ll get nice; there’s time jumps (breaks symbolize that)


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Fitz slammed the screwdriver down on the bench and forced his hand to let go of it, raking his fingers through his hair instead and pulling until the pressure stabilised him. He let out a deep breath, and then another, and opened his eyes again with his hand still in his hair. He stared at the screwdriver sitting before him, taunting him, and he felt another wave of rage and hopelessness as the sight of it swept him even further back, past the Framework, into another pit of despair. A pit he’d climbed out of that time, at least.

“You did it before,” he whispered, clinging to that flicker of hope. “Just do it again.”

“Did what?”

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Leaving Her Behind [Suga Angst]

Originally posted by yoonkooks

He would do nothing but push you away. He would push you away everytime you were too close. He would shut you out everytime you thought that he had opened up for you. He never trusted you enough to let you know him. He didn’t let you know his problems, even if you knew that something was bothering him. Even if you had been together for years and you’ve been beside him through it all, he never saw you as someone he could tell his secrets or his problems to. It was never you, it was always someone else.


Were you not good enough? The full of love glances he always gave you were all gone and it was now replaced with ice cold looks and you felt disgusted. Were you the problem that he was so distant? That he didn’t want you near because you weren’t like the others?

Yoongi and you were happy at first. You were the one to confess and sadly, you got rejected the first time. But never did you give up on him. Because you were in love, madly in love and nothing could ever change that. Min Yoongi wasn’t the one to show his feelings easily and you had come to learn to live with it. He could be caring sometimes but then he could change 360 degrees as if he realized what he was doing was wrong.

Being in a relationship where you were the only one having hopes in the two of you were hard. But something were dragging you down everytime you tried to stand up and leave. Perhaps it was because you were scared of losing him. Perhaps it was because you had already lost him but couldn’t believe it. All these years. Maybe that was the problem.


“Do you want me to stay over? Yoongi might not get home today either” Jin said and sighed. You shook your head and gave him a small smile to let him know that you were okay.
Beside Yoongi, Jin was the only friend that you had. He was like a brother to you. He knew how you were feeling just by looking at you. Jin was a good friend and you appreciated everything he had done for you.

“It’s okay, I’m used to this already”

You knew Jin didn’t want you to stay with Yoongi. Jin saw you as a little sister who needed protection from everything on this planet. He knew you had gone through a lot and didn’t deserve more shit and especially not from Yoongi.

“I’ll be leaving then, call me anytime. In the middle of the night or whatever. You know I will always be on your side, Y/N-ah” Jin said before getting up.
“Thank you, really
Jin gave you one of his flawless smiles before ruffling your hair and leaving.

You heard his foot steps before you saw him. You turned around so that your back was turned, facing the door. You didn’t want to have another argument with him. You knew he had been drinking and that something had happened, but you were tired of trying. Tired of trying to get him open up for you.

The door to your shared bedroom opened and you heard him sigh. Maybe you were selfish for not letting him go even though you knew he had someone else by his side when you weren’t there. Maybe you were stupid for still loving and caring for him even if he hurt you by pushing you away everytime you tried too hard to get closer.

But that was what love was about, wasn’t it? To not give up on the one that you love. But then sometimes you thought about fate. Was it meant to be this way? Did he know that he hurt you and that you were so close to losing all the hopes and leave for good?

You felt the smell of alcohol before you felt his arm wrapping itself around your waist. Yoongi wasn’t a bad person, you knew that. It was just that he didn’t trust people easily and you understood that. But you wished that he could at least open up for you, his girlfriend. You tried everything to make him believe you. You didn’t know how and why he couldn’t trust you enough to even tell you about why he feels so bad that he had to drink every night and then not come home in a proper state.

Being his girlfriend, you wanted him to tell you things, to trust you and to let you be there for him.
“Yoongi?” you whispered and turned around, facing him. His eyes were tired with puffy bags under them and you felt bad for not being able to make him feel better.
What happened?” you tried, even though you knew his answer before it even left his lips.

“Nothing, Y/N, don’t worry” he said, sititng up to leave. But you didn’t let him. You were tired of waiting and trying to get him to say something. You were tired of always being the one to take the first step in the relationship. You were tired of him not making anything to at least show you how much you meant to him.

Stay right there, Min Yoongi. Don’t you dare take another step” you told him before getting up and walking to him so that you were making it impossible for him to walk out of there.

“I’m not in the mood for another argument, Y/N. Move,” he sighed and grabbed you by the waist, an attempt to make you move away. But you knew better than that. Grabbing his hands in yours before you intertwined your hands together, which you knew was his weak point.

“Do you think I like it when we fight every night? Do you think I enjoy sleeping without you every night? I’m trying so hard Yoongi, I’m trying too hard so we can work this out. But it’s impossible when all you do is work, drink and come home drunk. I’m tired of trying” you told him truthfully.

But he didn’t give you the answer you wished he would. Instead, he starred at you for a long time before dropping your hands.
Then don’t try,” his voice was low and full of confidence, like he had thought about that for a long time and one hundred percent sure about it.

“Wh-what?”

“I know you heard me Y/N. Don’t try to make it work. We both know that it’s not going to work. So don’t try, you can let go whenever” he said it so surely that you didn’t even have any doubts about the words that were flying out from his lips. Lips that you loved kissing but now were the ones you hated the most.

How could you ever let go of him? The one you truly love. How could he say it like it was the easiest thing to do on this planet, to let go of him?
“Why are you doing this? If you say that you know it won’t work, then why did you kiss me and hug me and love me all these years?! ANSWER ME MIN YOONGI! Why am I the only one you don’t open up to? Why can’t you tell me your problems while you can go and tell her? Please let me know…”

You want to know? You really want to know?”

“Because I know you’re cheating. I know you love Jin hyung. I can see it in your eyes Y/N. I know you. Hell, I’ve known you for years and never have you ever looked at me like that. I want a woman to look at me like I’m the only one in her world and you don’t look at me like that. You say it, but you don’t show it. She gives me what I want, she shows me that I’m the only man in her world.” his face was stone hard, emotionlessly and somehow it hurt more than his words.

“What are you talking about?” you asked him, confused. Was he really accusing you for cheating now?
He left out a chuckle as he shook his head before turning around and walking towards his closet.
“I don’t even know why I wanted to stay from the beginning” you heard him say, loud enough for you to hear. You weren’t as hurt as you were angry. Angry because he didn’t trust you and that he could so easily go and accuse you for something you clearly haven’t done. You could never do that to Yoongi. Not cheating. You hated cheaters and he was one. But you hated that you couldn’t hate him.

You hated how easy it was for your tears to escape from your eyes. You didn’t want to cry but sadly, you were and more tears started to stream down your face when you saw him walking past you with his bag with clothes.

“Where are you going?” you asked, wiping away your tears as you walked after him. Yoongi completely ignored you and before you could reach out for him, he turned around with his eyes ice cold, starring right into your eyes.
“It’s over, Y/N” and then he was leaving.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR SUGA. I can’t descibe how much I love him and his music and everything with him. He truely is someone I look up to. His personality and talents are amazing and this world wouldn’t be as good without him. 

We ARMYs really do appreciate everything you do for us. How caring you are and how much you and your memebrs work just so we can enjoy life a little more. 

Thank you for writing and doing such motivational och inspirational songs. I love you!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIN YOONGI!!


Also, I ended this as a cliff hanger again… I was wondering if you guys want a part 2 because I actually have an idea this time. Please let me know and I’ll work on that as soon as possible!


I hope you enjoyed it ~

Sight beyond Sight: Chapter 2

Summary: When Kimberly lost her eye sight, she gained something back in return and entered a world that she never thought existed.

AN: So this one has a bit more violence in this one. It has a scene where there is some blood, (not a lot) but I wanted to add a warning here as well just to be on the safe side. Also I did a little research when it came to Kimberly’s new adjustment but if i missed something, please let me know. Also if you want to give advice concerning the topic at hand it would be much appreciated. 

Also another warning, there are some derogatory terms in this chapter as well. 

Chapter 2: A cacophony of endless sound.

“Love is blind, and therefore not responsible for whoever she bumps into.”
Matshona Dhliwayo

Kim took about three weeks off from school after her accident.

At least that’s what Principal Caplan ruled it after “investigating” the situation concerning Kim’s injuries on school ground. Naturally it was Amanda’s father who had tight connections with the schools board of education that convinced them not to make his daughter a person of interest. Even though Trini knew that it was Amanda and Harper that shoved Kim face first into those acidic chemicals, there was no proof to officially punish those two girls.

But Trini knew. Their smug faces, the fact that they would giggle each time they cast glances at Trini, it was all saying the same thing “We’re untouchable and there’s nothing you can do about it.” The fact that they would get away with such a horrible action infuriated the yellow ranger to know end.

She didn’t care about their history. She didn’t care about some leaked picture drama in the past. There was no excuse for blinding her best friend.

She wanted to hurt them, to tear them apart, she wanted to cause the same pain and suffering that Kimberly was going through right now. But if she did that, then she’d be lowering herself to their level.

“Kim wouldn’t want that Trini.” Jason told her one day. Right before she was about to jump them from behind. “Especially after she’s changed so much for the better. This would be letting her down”

And Trini knew Jason was right. Kimberly turned  a complete 360 in her eyes. She was nicer, more open and most importantly she treated people the way that the deserve to be treated. Without judgment. She wasn’t the vein self centered mean girl that she was in the beginning. She wasn’t the bully that would send nude pictures of her friends to her boyfriend anymore.

She wasn’t that person and to do something like that would go against everything that Kim stood for. But that didn’t make Trini’s anguish or guilt go away. It just made it worse.

All she  could do was sob into Jason’s broad chest as he held her trying his best to dissipate Trini’s every growing guilt. If only she never told Kim about what Amanda said and told her that she was still in the science building. Kim might still have her vision today.

-

Kimberly liked to watch a lot of movies. And she’d like to think that she’s watched quite a few movies when dealing with vision loss. The movies make like to romantacize things when it came to being blind. There would be a montage of someone learning to read braille, they would fly by and pick it up in a heart beat and at the end of the film the blind character would end up becoming a public figure of sorts and end up making a world changing discovery all while saving the planet and getting the guy or girl in the end and living happily ever after.

But what they don’t show is how is the struggle that a blind teenager goes through. The complete overhaul of your school schedule to fit in those important introduction to braille learning, learning how to use a cane (which kimberly hated. It just reminded her of what she lost), learning to use audio books, having an aide following you around, it infuriated her to no end.

Kimberly absolutely despised having an aide with her. She prided herself of her independence and self reliance. Having someone around assisting her felt like having a baby sitter at her age. And apparently these aides weren’t to keen in being around her. She must have scared of four different aides. The last one reduced to tears as she ran off swearing never to work with another blind kid again.

On her first day back, her friends welcomed her with open arms. Naturally everyone in her group asked how was doing. Billy was the most excited as he literally jumped into the pink rangers arms asking how she was holding up and if she’s feeling better. He was always a sweet kid.

Zack was his usually sarcastic and dark humored self. But he meant well, even if he sometimes stuck his foot in his mouth.

“Hello Kimberly! Its good to see you!” he shouted. Which earned him a grimace and laugh from the pink ranger.

“Zack. She’s blind. Not deaf.” Jason reminded the black ranger. All Zack could do was blush at his embarasing mix up and apologize. Trini was uncharacteriscially quiet throughout the greeting. If it wasn’t for Kimberly hearing her familair footsteps and picking up the scent from the lemonade flavored lip gloss she was always wearing she wouldn’t have known that Trini stuck around.

“Hey Kim.” Trini gave her friend a timid response. Still unable to look Kim in her eyes. Not that she could since the pink ranger had on her perscription sun glasses. Her pupils were still sensitive to the lighting.

“Trini…” the former cheerleader placed her hands onto the shorter Latina’s shoulders as she rubbed them gently. She knew that Trini blamed herself. She could sense the girls heartbeat changing ever so slightly whenever she was around them. And it absolutely shattered her.

“You know when I was in the hospital, you guys were the only ones that visited me. That really kept me going you know?” She looked back up to her four team mates. The same team mates that never judged her or turned their backs on her. The same team mates that turned her into a better person.

“We’re just glad you’re back Kim.” She could hear Jason’s comforting and authorative voice. “It wasn’t the same without you.”

“Yo I really dig your shades. You got the whole Agent smith thing going for you.” Zack’s joke managed to get a laugh from everyone in the group. Even the previously wordless Yellow Ranger.

“Actually it’s more like Neo.” Billy began countering Zack’s statement. “ Agent Smith’s glasses aren’t as round as yours, and your rims are thicker so-”

“Oh god…”Kimberly just shook her head and smiled. Sight or no sight they were the same goofy idiots she knew and loved. “I really did miss you guys.”

“We missed you to K.” Their leader would mirror the group’s sentiments as the five of them walked down the halls of Angel Grove High to tackle the rest of their day.

-

Kimberly prided herself in her ability to do things on her own. She was a quicker learner and very skilled at remembering things after being taught to her only once. Her fellow rangers could attest to that as they’d all agreed she picked up those combat skills a lot quicker than most people. She was by every definition of the term an “independent women.” Yet her first few classes in the morning were those “Special classes” (according to her mom) that would teach her the tools and skills she needed to learn for every day life. And for the first time Kim found herself struggling.

She had to relearn everything from scratch. How to read, how to compose written sentences (she’d have resources available to her for that though) even simple things like math and searching the internet had it’s own system. Something that Kim was oblivious to. It was the first time in her life that she felt alone and frightened.

And it was the first time that she realized how many things in life she took for granted. Going to the movies with her friends, watching Billy’s face light up when talking about whatever sci fi movie that was released this week (It was some kind of new Star Wars film. She wasn’t into that genre), Seeing Zack and Jason’s face light up and laugh at random reasons, and Trini.

God how she’d miss looking into those deep brown eyes of hers. She knew the Latina’s face by heart. She probably studied it so many times that she could remember it even if she was blindfolded. Which ironically isn’t that far off in her current situation. But it was the little things she also missed. Texting with the group, taking photos on her instagram account, using her smart phone, everything that she loved doing she had taken for granted.

The day she was released from the hospital she wanted to use her phone to post an update on her facebook telling everyone that shes happy to be back home only to be met with the realization that she wouldn’t be able to see the keys in order to type out the message. Hell she couldn’t even see the apps that were on her smart phone. She actually broke down in tears at that very moment knowing that her life would change forever. Her own mother could only console her distraught teenager daughter the only way she knew how. Holding her and rocking her back and worth while rubbing her back as Kim clung to her mother’s waist like she used to when she was a little girl. “You’re a Hart. Kimberly. And Hart’s always find a way to keep beating. Even if the rest of the body shuts down.” her mother would say to her whenever she doubted herself. Kimberly would take whatever comforting and encouraging words she could get.

At Lunch though most things remained the same for the most part. Billy would go on about whatever science project he was working on while Jason would warn him not to blow up anything or cause anymore fires, the young science and tech entheusiast would keep saying “it was only that one time!.” Which wasn’t true. It was multiple times. But she was happy for that small twenty minute break of normalcy in her new routine. And like always Trini would be sitting next to Kimberly.

That’s something she’ll never take advantage of again. She was so grateful that the short Latina was there by her side. What was different was that Kimberly was not only able to hear the conversations going on in her table, but she was able to hear other people’s conversations around her. The jock’s at the table laughing at a video where one of them was beating up a smaller student, the cheerleaders at their usual tables making nasty comments and slut shaming comments about other students on facebook, she was able to pick up Amanda’s hateful words about her. About how “kimberly got what was coming to her. That bitch deserved it.” and Kimberly was outside of the lunch room of all places when she heard it!

Was she going crazy or was everything just…louder? The constant noise in her head and the overwhelming of her senses was giving her a headache. She felt Trini’s hand touching her shoulder in concern. The yellow ranger must have seen Kim’s face of discomfort.

“Kim? You ok?” Trini asked. Her voice laced with worry. “Do you need to go to the nurse or something?”

“No, I’m fine.” Kim waved off the other girl’s concern rubbing her own temples. “It’s just a small headache. Really I’m ok”

“You sure kim? You don’t look so good.” It was Jason’s turn to voice his concern for his fellow ranger. “Maybe Trini is right. A trip to the nurses office might be a good thing.”

The pink ranger was about to protest until she lifted her nose towards Jason’s direction. Her sense of smell being attacked overwhelmed by whatever meat or meat like substance Jason was eating for his lunch.

“Jace what the hell are you eating?” Kim asked in disgust. Jason just looked at her in confusion as he took another bite of his lunch.

“Uh…meat loaf?”

“Is that what it smells like?” The pink ranger would inquire, again scrunching up her nose in disgust. “It smells more like spam and greasy bread ugh.” She placed her hands over her own stomach as her sense of smell was attacked with the strong odor from Jason’s lunch. For kim, she never really paid attention to what her friends ate. Before her accident she never even noticed the quality of the food in the school.

But now the blind ranger’s sense of smell was not only bombarded the scent from the cafeteria but all around her. The fresh cut grass they were all sitting on, the salad dressing on Trini’s lunch, the smoke coming from the teacher’s lounge, it was pulling her sense of smell in multiple directions at once.

She never ate the school lunch before, she always brought her own organic and preprepared lunch with her to school. She never trusted the food before but after taking in a whiff of what Jason was eating she sure as hell wasn’t going to be dining down on whatever Angel Grove high was feeding their students.

“That’s because you never ate the school lunch before princess.” Zack smirked taking in a forkful of the mashed…whatever that they were serving today. “Us poor kids? We gotta go with whatever the public schooling system feeds us. Which isn’t so bad. Taco tuesdays are great.”

“I kinda like the deli sandwiches they give us on fridays. The sandwiches are always squared, and it comes with a donut from Krispy Kreme.” Billy chimed in as he took a bite from his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It was the least offensive food item on the table. Kim however barely touched her own food. She didn’t have much of an apatite these days.

“Sorry guys. It’s just that everything smells so…strong.” The brunette just squinted her eyes trying her best to block out this new sensation she was feeling. It didn’t help knowing that the sun was shining down on her still sensitive and raw pupils. The sunglasses only could do so much.

“Hey Kim. I was thinking. Maybe we could talk to Zordon about your accident. He might be able to do fix this.” Jason suggested. His tone changing in the slightest.

Kimberly’s head snapped up at her friend’s suggestion. She never thought about it before. Zordon did come from a planet where his technology was more advanced than theirs in terms of discovery and progress.

“Yeah. I mean he’s gone some serious star trek technology going on. It’s worth a shot right?” The other rangers nodded in agreement. For the first time since her accident, Kimberly started to feel some hope. As their lunch period was coming to a close and the group got up from their seated position they were greeted uncerimoniously by a very nasally and annoying laughter. Kimberly knew who that laugh belonged to. She cringed enough times at it’s droll sound from behind her back.

“Well if it isn’t the charity case and it’s group of school Rejects.”

Kimberly flinched at the sound of Amanda’s familiar demeaning voice. The other four people in the group just glared at the resident queen bee and her entourage just surrounding them. Kim could hear Ty and Harper’s malicious laughter in the background as a crowd started to form around them.

“Hey Kim. Welcome back. I see that it’s be kind to the handicap day. And look! You got yourself a seeing eye dog! How sweet.” Amanda cooed as she batted her eyelash towards Trini. The Yellow ranger only narrowed her eyes towards her in anger in response. A mixture of giggles and murmmers surrounded the large forming group as the rest of Kim’s friends stood in defense. Jason was the first to speak out.

“Amanda why don’t you do us all a favor a leave? We’re not looking for trouble.”

“Yeah don’t you have a sugar daddy to annoy and bum pocket change off of or something?” Zack would retort. He was never as nice as their fearless leader of the group. That seem to have riled Amanda’s feathers.

“Hey Chink, why don’t you make yourself useful and take your mommy to her chemotherapy session. I hear she’s coming up towards her expiration date.”

That seemed to have worked on Zack as he looked as if he was about to Lunge towards Amanda. Girl or not nobody was about to make light of his mother’s situation. If it wasn’t for Billy and Jason holding the black ranger back and convincing him not to engage he probably would’ve lost it by now.

“Are you serious Amanda? What the hell is your problem?” Trini was starting to lose her own patience as Ty and Amanda stood directly in front of her. Blocking her path. She just glared up at the two taller bullies leaving Amanda standing face to face with Kim.

“Relax. I just wanted to welcome Kim back. So she can SEE. The warm welcome that she’s getting ” Amanda added a petty jab as she blinked her working eyes in front of the now quivering blind girl. She leaned into Kim’s ears and sneered quietly. “ After all, you know all about sending people visual aid right?”

Kim could only bite her lip at Amanda’s reminder of what she did. It wasn’t one of Kimberly’s proudest moments. And there wasn’t a day that didn’t go back that she wished she could take back what she did. A part of her even wondered if she was a nice person to Amanda, maybe the girl wouldn’t have turned out to be such a callous bitch to everyone.

“By the way. Nice shades Kim! Still managing to stay fashionable even after your blunder I see. What are these Prada?” Amanda snatched the glasses off of Kim’s face. For any normal person they would barely feel anything other than some embarassment, but with kim’s accident being recent it felt like someone was pouring scalding hot water into her eye sockets. Kimberly screamed in pain as the harsh sunlight came in contact with her still weakened pupils.

She clenched her eyes shut covering her scared frontal face with her own hands. The endless noise of disgusted yelps and laughter filling her ears pumling her ear drums mercisly. “amanda did you see her eyes? They’re white as hell! God her scars are so gross” She could hear harper and Ty’s laughing as Trini and the rest of the group was trying to break free.

“That’s enough Amanda!” Jason yelled as he and Zack tried to advanced towards her only to be blocked by a group of his own former peers from the football team. Trini tried to break free of Ty and Amanda’s grasp. Even Billy who was usually the calmest of the group had to be held back by Amanda’s entouage. Amanda just walked up to Kimberly who still had her eyes shut. Tears were already starting to leak from the pink ranger’s defective eyes.

“Don’t think I’m gonna take it easy on you just because you’re handicap Hart.” Amanda sneered one last time before violently shoving Kimberly to the ground. “You gotta watch where your going Kim. You really should try to see what’s in front of you.”

Amanda gave one last spiteful laugh before throwing the ranger’s sunglasses down onto the ground. As Kim fell to the dirt her head came in contact, even in her muddled state of mind, her senses were still in overdrive, Trini yelling Kim’s name as she rushed towards her along with her other friends, the sounds of footsteps rushing towards her, the heat coming from the mass of bodies surrounding her, as she drifted off into the darkness, the blood from the cut on her head spilling out of her wound the only thing running through her mind was the endless echos and vibrating sound that would never cease.

AN: I know I ended this chapter in a bit of a downer. But I wanted to set this up for something much more extraordinary in the upcoming chapters! It’s definitely gonna take a much more intense spin. At least I hope it comes across that way. lol

Give me all [MAFIA! AU]

Summary: He wanted supreme control, but one pawn was missing from his board, so he went out to get it.

Warning: Language and mentions of sex

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“He is gone to meet the maker!” the dreaded declaration came.

It was set, they needed a new one.

Jungkook moved his grimaced face from the sea to the white as sheet body and then back at the sea. His eyebrows came down in a frown, he let out a sigh and wetted his lips hastily, the realization of a new trouble just sinking in.

“Do you have any info on what I asked you to look up?” his hands sunk down in his pants’ pockets and his tongue poked against his cheek in wait for the answer.

“I sure did, boss.” he wiped his somewhat bloody fingertips on his jeans. He retrieved a rectangular piece of paper and handed it to Jungkook. “An eye candy, isn’t she? I would love to get my hands all over her body.” his brows jerked up to emphasise his point. 

“I’m less interested in your boner than her background, Mino. Now shoot!”

“Hey, you can’t blame me!” smile washed off his face at Jungkook’s sneer. “Okay…her name is Mei, age 23, bra size 36C-” he choked when Yoongi’s hand collided forcefully with the nape of his neck.

“You idiot, cut the crap already!” Yoongi arranged his jacket on his shoulders.

“Ekhm, he rubbed the tip of his nose with his index finger, right, so she has a bunch of diplomas, gladly one of them being in law. Big European universities names. Her father took care of introducing her to big circles too. A promising young lady I can add. She seems to be settled in Seoul for the moment.” he kept on pointing at the photograph.

“Anyway, I have the file with her number, address, et cetera, back at the base.” for a moment the air was filled with the smell of sea salt and the sound of Mino’s sharp intake of air.

Jungkook looked displeased before he spoke, eyes still fixated on the waves “She looks like a prissy princess. She’s also my only promising option. Send someone to pick her up, I’ll be seeing her tomorrow at 4:15 pm.”

The other two men nodded and they all left in silence.

                                                          *

“Master!” Jimin’s voice requested as soon as he went past the door frame.

The pink haired head motioned for him to come in. The master was having his meal, it was like walking on thin ice when you report something to him during these times. Fortunately for Jimin, he was bringing good news.

“Well now, speak up!”

“Yes, master! The job is cleared, they don’t suspect a thing.” his chest heaved up and down from the hurried pace he had up to here.

Namjoon put the cutlery down carefully and clapped his palms once “Ah, finally! You can proceed to the next segment of the mission, but this time, make it fast!” and with a nod Jimin is out the door.

The man was nowhere in sight, but Namjoon’s smile remained, he was pleased as half of the job, and the most important one, was checked off the list. With a chuckle, he took the cutlery again and continued his meal with a grin stuck to his face like a leech.

                                                          *

His head was hurting for how hard he was frowning, he was very explicit about the hour and his tight schedule and yet they were late, not only five minutes but half a fucking hour. He knew this was a bad idea, he was good at telling shit beforehand, but what else could he do? Go to a Bar and request for a lawyer like a normal person, no thanks. Jungkook checked his watch again, his shoulders grew tense and he sighed deeply in hopes of releasing some of it. His eyes diverted to every man in the room, one by one his inquiring gaze bore onto them before turning with his chair and looking out the window.

Somewhere outside could be heard a roaring engine louder and louder when it came to an abrupt stop. They figured it was one of their men coming from an operation but then their attention moved to a dull engine and shuffled in their seats as they knew their guest has arrived. There was a commotion behind the closed doors before it flew open revealing a rather foreign silhouette.

The four men watched in slight shock as a woman took a seat in front of them, Jungkook on the other side was unfazed, his elbows rested against the rough surface of the desk, fingers intertwined and eyes squinted. How dare she cause such a clamor and barge in like she owned the place, this was his territory. He analyzed her face, still spoilt and fragile but now with some sort of displeased air he concluded.

“So, these are the men who my father worked for huh?“ her tongue went over her upper teeth.

Taehyung and Seunghoon nodded, a demeanor of cockiness attached to them.

“And you were also the ones who offered him protection, right?” her leg went to rest above the other while she leaned back in her seat not even acknowledging the murdering stare from across the desk.

“In flesh and bone, baby!” Mino came forward to stare at her better while fronting a playful smirk.

“There’s no wonder he is dead then!”

She reviewed the room in 360 degrees rotation while she gave them time to recover from her blunt words and startling demeanor. Mino ran his tongue across his lip with the smirk still on, his gaze now on the boss while leant back in his seat.

“For your looks, you aren’t as girly as we thought!” Taehyung blurted out clearly interested in the new twist of their situation.

“Daddy taught me better!” she winked at Jungkook without a second thought, and besides him, they all gasped shock written in capitals on their foreheads. 

Is she fucking stupid, thought Jungkook, coming into a mafia base like a tornado and insulting their boss. He deeply despised her from that moment  on, he figured she was a daddy’s spoilt little princess but now she was daddy’s loud idiotic bitch. She wasn’t the first woman who appeared to be all independent and feisty, there were whores like her all around, but at the first sign of clear superiority from him, they would back off. So would she, he judged.Not only he had a problem bigger than him now that his lawyer is dead, it appears that the only capable lawyer to take his place is this woman.

Jungkook doesn’t fancy women for one simple reason, he thinks of them as weak. It is a cruel world, full of death, hate, prostitution and all kinds of perversions and wicked people, in his opinion, it was a wonder how they still managed to survive up until this moment. It must be a trick, men must be preserving them in some way. The memory of his mother’s cries every night still unmistakably loud in his mind, how pitiful, what use served her to dispose of such an amount of water. His father, on the other hand, he was strong, he has never seen the man with tears in his eyes. In fact, Jungkook can’t remember his father having any other expression apart from the hard cold professional one. Even so, Jungkook could never bring himself to do one thing, he liked to believe that he loved his father as much as he loved his mother. Even with her weakness and her obvious inferiority to him, he loved her, but his father, he respected his father, he feared his father, but Jungkook never loved his father. 

Coming back from his reminiscence he frowned, hating her more for making him think of useless things, he slammed his hand on the wood with enough force to resonate trough the whole room. A morbid silence fell upon them. Yoongi was the first one to move retrieving a small box from his pocket. He lighted the match and let himself be absorbed by its flame, completely discounting the stiff air.

“If you’re done with your circus, we shall continue with more important matters! First of all, Why are you late when I specifically told the driver to bring you at 4:15. And I know for a fact he wouldn’t want to lose his head for someone like you.” with this he was sure to cut off her wings.

“It’s simple, Jeon! I don’t like being in the backseat!” he would give up a whole sector of his turf just to wipe off that all-knowing smirk from her lips. “And I only drive my car, Jeon. But your driver threw a fit, so there’s where your precious half an hour has gone.”

He almost growled at her, there was something in her that made him boil in anger.

“So that was you? The roaring engine from earlier?” her smirk grew letting Taehyung know that indeed was her.

“Don’t get over yourself, I know whores better than you. Just try and be half the lawyer your father was.” Jungkook strikes her again.

“I am half the lawyer my father was, but I also am the lawyer that I worked to be. Which means I am better than my father and he knew this, he knew you’d come for me too. That is why I am here. Not because your helpless ass sent for me, but because it was my father’s wish.”

“And you are going to listen to a dead’s man wish? That’s stupid!”

“It’s as stupid as you are smart, Jeon. The devil a bit.” His right hand grabbed a hold of his gun but then relaxed.

“Out! Everyone out! Only she stays!” Jungkook’s voice barked at them.

 “Things will get ugly. Oh well, nice to have met you, Mei!” Seunghoon tapped her shoulder before disappearing behind the door followed by the other three men.

Jungkook waited until the sound of steps faded into silence. He got up from the chair, took a pause to place his hands into his pants’ pockets and began strolling towards her. He waited for a bit behind her before placing his palms on her shoulders clamping them forceful enough to prove his superiority. He leaned in to whisper near her ear, a poisonous voice pouring in her veins.

“You think that I don’t know what kind of chick you are. You like to act  high and mighty, to give the impression you dominate you bark loud. But it only takes a bigger dog to bite you once to shut your mouth close forever.” He spins her chair abruptly and stops it just as precipitous, he fixated his glare on her eyes and closed the distance between their faces. He licked his lips with his eyes low, advancing once more before threatening her with his stare again for a second, but lowering it to her neck lazily, their cheeks brushing against each other.

“Is this enough? Or do you want me to bite you?” he drew back a bit so he could stare at her.She felt torn by his stare though she didn’t felt vulnerable in this position, nor did she wanted him to move away, to the contrary she wanted him to come closer, her mind focused on his plush lips.

Her body came closer to his and he only got a fraction of a second to avoid their lips touching. 

“I’ll take the bite…But one wouldn’t do the job, Jeon.” he became aware of her plan. But what was that just now, that tiny spark which went off inside in him and made him lose focus?

He shook the feeling away. If this was her way of cornering him, making him lose at his own game, she was failing miserably.

“Maybe, if the one biting you is an ordinary dog. Except I’m no ordinary dog, one bite from me and you’ll regret the day your parents met!” He frowned deeply at her standing his ground darkly.

“Why are you acting like Russia is stuck up your ass? Stop jumping down my throat! I am only here to help you, Jeon.” Mei tries to resonate with him.

“I am acting like this because a spoilt little brat will end the empire I’ve built!” Jungkook growls keeping his face close to hers to stress out the importance of his situation.

“Look, give me two month-” she tried to lay down an offer for him.

“I don’t have two months!” he simply denied her. But she still stood undaunted in front of him, her chest pressed against his.

“Give me two weeks and I’ll show what I am capable of!” she didn’t even blink.

“And if not?” his chest pressed back into hers.

“If not…ah…you can sell me as one of your whores!” she had him at this, his brows finally withdraw from their seemingly constant frown and raised up.

“So that’s how confident you are about your skills?” her fists tightened at her sides, barely holding herself back from punching his face, she would get a good shot from this position. She waited for an answer, but it never came. Only his eyebrows moved back into their frown.

“Deal?”

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“Fuck man! I wanna shoot this guy right now! Just let a bullet trough that thick head of his!” he kept on looking trough the binoculars his back all stiff.

“No! We are not here for that!” the other man was peacefully cleaning his gun, sat on the dusty floor with his back leant on the brick wall.

“But he’s so fucking close to her that I’m starting to think this meeting will turn in to a porn! Damn, why is he in a room all alone with such a babe?! Those thighs for fuck’s sake!” the man groaned and kicked the wall with his foot almost hitting the read head. The dull clack of the nun-chucks ringed trough the abandoned building.

The man rose to his feet pushing him away and ripping the binoculars from his hands. “Get out of the fucking way, Jiho!”

Jiimin adjusted his position and brought the binoculars to his eyes, he squinted a bit and saw the two bodies pressed against each other in what seems to be a heated negotiation. Namjoon wouldn’t like this, they got to her too late and she was already racing to Jungkook’s base when they finally got a sight of her. Namjoon will be pissed out of his fucking mind and that’s really bad as Namjoon has no ‘mind’. He is a somewhat twisted mastermind, but all in the bad way. Jimin still remembers the last time he brought bad news to him, how the fuck could he not, he still feels it on his left shoulder. His hand unconsciously went to squeeze the said shoulder, his face betraying pain.

“What should we do?” he asked trying to move his attention from his pain.

“Well, either we shoot her dead, but that would be a complete waste, or can we wait for…”

“Wait for what?” but Jiho didn’t answer him, he only pointed at him with a devilish smirk. Jimin suddenly realised what he was referring to and gave the man a small nod, biting his bottom lip.


So, this is it. The first chapter.

I can’t wait for your feedback, so send me lots.

I hope you enjoyed it!

Smile by Rinzix

“Can I sit here?”

A young 5-years-old Annabeth Chase looked up from her half-colored drawing of a house. In front of her stood a boy with unruly dark hair, bright sea-green eyes, and poor posture. Judging from his appearance, Annabeth would’ve thought he’d be one of those obnoxious boys in their kindergarten class, always making dumb comments about everything. But she recognized him, the hyper boy in the desk across Thalia (Annabeth’s only real friend.) Thalia would always complain how the boy would always swing his legs and would end up kicking her or something (Annabeth didn’t really listen).

The boy - Peter? - was looking at her, waiting for an answer.

Annabeth merely nodded. Peter gave her a smile and sat down across her. Peter opened his shark lunch bag and took out apple slices, a juice box, and … chocolate chips cookies in the color of blue. Blue or not, Annabeth caught a whiff of the air and silently sighed to herself as the yummy aroma of chocolate-chip cookies filled in her nostrils.

It was currently snack time and Annabeth couldn’t help but envy the Peter boy and his snacks. Her parents had been in such a hurry this morning that they forgot to pack her snacks.

Annabeth was just finishing up her drawing when Peter talked to her.

“Where’s your snacks?”

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Gang!AU (J-hope, Angst)

Originally posted by hugbin

Jimin // Jungkook // Suga // V // Rap Monster // Jin // J-hope

HELLO THIS IS HOSEOK’S GANG AU THAT I WAS VERY EXCITED TO WRITE I HOPE IT LIVES UP TO WHAT I WAS HOPING IT TOO. Jungkook and Taehyung don’t show up because this is before they join. By the time OC found out about Hoseok’s occupation, Jimin had already joined for about 5 month so Hoseok and Jimin are kind of the newbies. This is kind of like an old chapter in terms of how it was written, so excuse me if you’re confused about how the boys act. This was meant to be based on how the gang got its big name and how significantly all the boys changed throughout the years. @pyrocrastinate, @jinhyong, @hyongtae, @namhyong

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You drummed your fingers on the steering wheel, glaring out the fogged up wind shield as it poured rain on you. Of course on a Sunday, one of your cherished days off, you were forced to work. You’d barely gotten a wink of sleep all night from the loud cracks of thunder or the gusts of wind blown against your thin windows, but what could you do?

It had barely even passed 7 AM when your boss called you, sounding irritated and rightfully so, as your co-worker had blown the day off without all but 20 minutes notice on his first schedule of the day.

You were going to be stuck there, all day, teaching 1 on 1 classes of self defense and hand to hand combat. You’d been warned the one you were teaching was stricter than any you’d dealt with before, and that just made your day all the more brighter.

Parking in the employee only space of the lot, you got out and clambered toward the door, rubbing any excess sleep from your eyes as you nodded toward a fellow co-worker.

“Uh, (Y/N)…” She stopped you at the front desk, looking up from her computer. She looked mildly uncomfortable, brows furrowed and hooding her doe eyes. You stepped toward her, leaning your elbows against the desk.

“What’s up, I’m not late am I?”

She shook her head, gently chewing her bottom lip. “No, but he’s early. That boy, Hoseok, he’s been waiting for you for at least an hour. Right at opening. We told him your shift wouldn’t start, and even let him know he’d be getting another teacher.”

“Oh, goody.” You hooted, pulling away from the desk. You tried your best plastic smile, your co-worker only tilting her head, lips upturning in a smile that told you to do your best. It was going to be a long day…

Hurrying up the steps, you kicked off your shoes, opening the door to the studio and stepping through. The one known as Hoseok was stretching his legs, before you closed the door a little too loudly and startled him. When he turned. his brows dropped very fast.

“Oh, nobody told me it was going to be a girl teaching me.”

“Nobody told you because it doesn’t matter,” you simply stated, rolling out your shoulders and tossing your bag aside. Hoseok rolled his eyes, sighing in disappointment.

“I can’t fight a girl. I specifically asked for a male teacher.”

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EM Spectrum - DP

I read this post by Scrollingdown and ended up in a conversation with a friend about assumptions on alien life based on Earthly biology.  Basically it boils down to the question: If ectoplasm itself is sensitive to EM radiation, why does it have to be the eyes that see?

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EM Spectrum

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Two days after the accident, Danny sat in his room, door closed and locked (he’d tripled-checked).  He shivered and shook and closed his eyes, running his hands through his hair, mentally trying to psyche himself up for what he was about to do.

“I don’t want to do this,” he muttered, grabbing hold of his hair and yanking on it a few times. 

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Sammy Imagine: Requested

Can you do a blurb where you are best friends with one of the Nebraska boys or cam and Nash. You like them but your scared to tell them and they end getting a girlfriend and you can do the rest! Thanks!🙈

Sorry for the wait love!! I really have no excuse except I was trying to save this request because I really liked the concept. I had the option of making a mini story out of it by choosing just one guy you requested. Or make an imagine based off this request for each one of these guys. I decided on just picking one. If this imagine gets enough notes I’ll do a part 2.

Thanks for the request darling! Hope you like it 😘
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“Goaallllllll!!!!” You throw your hands up in celebration and run around Sam’s room in victory. It was currently right around 3 am and Sam and you were having a FIFA tournament on the Xbox 360.

Only about an hour and a half ago were you at home sleeping, but Sam called and woke you up. As soon as you answered the phone he didn’t even give you a chance to complain about waking you at the ungodly hour of the night.

He said something about not feeling well and Nate wasn’t there and he needed you immediately. Remembering exact words is difficult when you’re still half asleep. Nonetheless, you yanked yourself out of bed and threw a sweatshirt on over your sports bra and spandex and drove straight there.

Turns out Sam wasn’t ill as in a cold or something; he was suffering through some anxiety about the new album he was releasing soon. It put a lot of stress on Nate and Sam, and you did everything you could to help out when you weren’t busy with your own job.

Lately though, things had changed for you. After many sleepless nights together, and long days in the studio, you had developed feelings for Sammy boy. Never would have you pictured it in a hundred years.

The only boy from the whole group you ever even thought was near your type was Swazz, but you didn’t like him or anything. The last you pictured yourself ever liking was definitely Sam. But the world works in strange ways.

Luckily, you could put those feelings aside and continue on living. You were good at that sort of thing thank God. Sam would never go for you in a million years. You weren’t even going to attempt to screw up the best friendship you’ve ever had with anyone in your life ever.

That didn’t stop you from the harmless flirting you and Sam always did to each other. It was just harder now to ignore the extra thump in your chest when Sam came from behind you and tackled you on to his bed.

“You only win because I’m stressed. Remember that Y/N.”

“Oh yeah, sure. Whatever helps you sleep tonight.”

“You will.”

He sends you a wink and you hide your slight blush by attacking him with a pillow.

“Oh it’s on,” he smirks and a grabs a pillow.

“Come get me babe.” You tease and run out of the room and down the hall. You squeal when you turn and see just how close Sam is to catching you.

He whacks you in the back with the pillow, which forces you to turn around and face him to fight.

The pillow war continues for another solid 20 minutes and it has finally reached their master bathroom with a huge garden tub. Seeing an opportunity, you slowly but steadily make Sam start to back up.

“Ahh!” He yelled as he toppled backwards in to the empty tub. You put your foot on his chest in victory and he laughs his adorable laugh at you and your trickery.

Before you know it, he pulled you down on top of him with your faces inches away.

“Let’s just sleep here tonight, okay?” You question him with a slight grin on your face.

“Fine by me.”

With that the two of you make yourselves comfortable. Sammy was laying with has back on the wall of the tub and his feet dangling over the edge. You lied perpendicular to him with your body draped over his. You smile slightly at the sight and drift off to sleep.

*the next morning*

“I swear you two are weird as shit.” Nate shakes his head with a chuckle as he walks in to the sight of you and Sammy in the bath. “At least you have clothes on I guess.”

You both laugh as you volunteer to go make breakfast.

While you’re waiting to get biscuits out of the oven you check your snapchat and see Nate posted something. Opening his story, you see a photo of Sam and yourself in the bath asleep. He captioned it the same thing he told you two “weird as shit.” You shake your head and continue with breakfast.

Not too long later Sam comes out and surprises you with a kiss on the cheek. It wasn’t something completely random for Sam but it still have you butterflies.

“What was that for?” You turn and ask him.

“For always being there. Seriously thank you.”

*2 weeks later*

That was the last kiss or heart to heart you had with Sammy before they started filming their new music video, which you were in by the way.

Things didn’t go as planned though, when you paired up to be Nate’s “girl” in the video and not Sam’s. Instead some bitch with extensions got to be. And you hated it.

Constantly, they were touchy and flirty and never stopped for anyone or anything. It made for a good video but off screen was just getting ridiculous. She was literally feeding him now, and your blood was boiling.

Extensions, as you referred to her, had already work with Sam and Nate before, so she knew exactly what to do to get Sam. They started dating like 3 days in to shooting, and you’ve been dead since .

“You’re really had at hiding jealousy you know that?”

You whip around to find Nate standing there with a smirk on his face, and evil in his eyes.

“What are you up to Maloley?”

“No Y/N, it’s what WE are up to.”

Make him jealous. The most obvious plan in the book was Nate’s grabs scheme. But you were desperate so you went for it.

Timing was perfect because it was time for Nate’s solo to be filmed and that meant you were to dance around him and end the solo with you pushing him up against the hood of his car and kiss him. Sammy and Extensions had to sit and watch the whole thing.

When the camera started rolling you brought out all your dirtiest moves, and Nate played right along. At one point you did a body roll perfectly in-sync with Nate and you knew it had to look hot.

If this didn’t get Sam, he’s officially blind.
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Again sorry for the wait babe 💙😘 hope you enjoyed. Sorry for typos it’s 1:30 am.

I need at least 50 notes for a part 2! ❤️❤️thanks guys.

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Make It Right

Hi! Could you do a one shot where you and Roman use to be together and he broke up with you because of always being on the road, so when he comes back home he sees you out on a date with someone and gets super jealous and tries to win you?

“How do I look?” I made a 360 turn in front of my iPad. 

“You look gorgeous as always, honey.” My mom smiled through the screen. “I’m sure Apollo hasn’t had any complaints so far." 

I decided to wear a maroon A-line dress that hugged my boobs and flared out the bottom. I strapped on my favorite pair of black heels and added a halter, black leather jacket. I went with gold jewelry and put my hair in a high bun. 

"You don’t think it’s too laid back for a high class restaurant?” I went to the dresser to find some lipstick. 

“You may look like you belong in a bad ass motorcycle gang, but I’d say it’s a win." 

I laugh, "I hate you sometimes, ya know?" 

She laughs, "The feeling is mutual, my darling. Now, what are you doing? He’s going to be there in ten minutes." 

I bring over four shades of lipsticks to the iPad that could go with my outfit. Her eyes squint in concentration until she makes her choice. I apply the lipstick, rub on some perfumed oil, and as if on cue, the doorbell rings. 

"That’s Apollo. Gotta go, mom and thanks so much!” I blow a kiss at her.

“Anytime, honey and have fun!” She blows a kiss and we hang up. 

I make it down the stairs in thirty seconds, opening the door to a megawatt smile. Apollo was dressed in a crisp white polo shirt, iron creased khaki slacks and patterned loafers. His golden Rolex sat charmingly on his wrist, that supported a hand holding a red rose. His eyes were dark brown with the rich, melanin skin to match. His bald head was freshly shaved, I’d say it was done early this morning. 

“Wow, Deidre,” Apollo looked me up and down, “You look so damn sexy." 

I giggle, "Right back at you, Apollo.” I walk up to him, “Is that for me?”

He looks at the rose he’s holding. “Of course, my lady.” He hands it to me, “I hope I haven’t given you too many already." 

"A woman can never have too many roses.” I grin, “You ready?" 

Apollo holds out his arm and I hook mines through it. "As I’ll ever be, beautiful.” He kisses my hand and leads me to the car. 

We make it to the restaurant, which I learned was an all-you-can-eat exclusive seafood place. After getting seated and ordering our drinks, I took in the scenery. It was definitely high class and definitely expensive. However, Apollo says that the seafood is unlike any I’ve ever had. The complimentary Mediterranean shrimp rolls that were soon placed on our table, would be the judge of that. 

I grab a roll, placing it on my saucer. “They smell delicious." 

Apollo bites into his roll. "You’ll love ‘em, Deidre. We can get another round if you’d like." 

"No, no. I’m sure this’ll be fine.” I take a bite, slowly chewing through the mass of seasoning and shrimp. “Oh my goodness, these are good!” I take another bite. “On second thought, another round wouldn’t hurt." 

He nods, chuckling as he finishes his off. "I told you!" 

Our waitress brings us our drinks, letting us know that we are free to head to the buffet. When we fix our first plates, we head back to the table and dig in. Apollo asks me about my day and I leisurely tell him of my eventful day at work. He follows up with telling me how he got called in on his off day which sucked. They wanted him to work tonight as well, but he made it clear that he wasn’t going to miss this date. I smile at his declaration, thinking that was so sweet of him. 

"You smell so nice, by the way, Deidre. If you don’t mind me asking, what are you wearing?” Apollo drinks from his glass. 

I finish chewing and swallow. “Aw thanks! Um, it’s a perfumed oil actually.”  

I suddenly remember the origin of my scent and almost relapse into a small spell of sadness. It was a gift from my ex, Leati. He got it for me on one of his international wrestling tours, Dubai to be exact. I quickly recover, not wanting to give Apollo any hint of my thoughts. We haven’t gotten on the topic of exes yet in our dating, so I don’t want to be the first to bring them up. 

“It was a gift from an old friend, they were over in Africa for a few weeks.” I take a few sips from my drink.

Apollo smiles, “Well that’ll definitely be a little harder for me to get you another bottle." 

I faintly smile, "Yes, it would. But I’m sure you’d get me another one that smells even better." 

"I plan on it.” He winks. 

I wipe my mouth with my handkerchief. “Gotta go to the ladies room, be right back." 

"Alright cool.” Apollo stuffs his face with crab cake. 

I found my way to the restroom, immediately finding an empty stall. How could I have been so oblivious? Wearing something from my ex on a date with a potential boyfriend. Seriously, Deidre?! I take a seat on the toilet to relieve my bladder. With my hand propped on my cheek, I get a whiff of the oil again. It’s sultry scent brought me back to the day I received it in the mail.

“Babe, thank you so much for this! It smells so good!” I inhale my scented wrist, looking at my man dreamily. 

His smile shines brighter through my phone screen. “Now you see why I had to get it for you. I want you to have it on when I get back home." 

I raise a coy brow. "Should that be all I have on?" 

He bites his lip. "That’ll be enough for me, baby." 

I sigh, "Ugh, I love your bones, Leati Joseph. Please hurry home, I miss you.”
“Not as much as I love and miss your bones, my Deidre Anne.” He grins, “I’ll be home soon." 

I open my eyes from that flashback, feeling my heart tingle from it. I still missed him. I still loved him. But none of that changed the fact that he broke up with me. He started to feel that the more famous he’d gotten, the more time we’d be apart from each other. I was ready for the ride and the sacrifices our relationship would have to endure from his career. My heart was secure in us making it for a lifetime, unfortunately his wasn’t. 

I cleaned myself up, flushed, and walked out of the stall. After washing and drying my hands, I took a good look at myself in the mirror. 

"His loss, girl.” I grin at my reflection and head out the restroom. 

As I stride through the hungry crowd, I hear a voice that halts me. The base was deep, vibrating through my core as I swiftly turned to its direction. 

Holy. Freaking. Crap!

There he is. Leati, clad in a black suit, talking with the hostess, holding a to-go plate in his hand. There was another woman standing by him  with her arm linked with his, smiling as the two exchanged friendly banter. She looked radiant in her short red dress and honey blond hair. Her skin was tanned, glowing in the soft lighting of the restaurant. As if sensing my glare, Leati looked up and caught my eyes instantly. His smile soon faded, as his eyes bulged in shock. Red Dress looked up at him after noticing the pause in his interaction. She followed his gaze that landed on me, but I couldn’t snap out of it and neither could he. It wasn’t until someone behind me politely said 'Excuse me,’ that I snapped out of the staring contest. I glance at Red Dress with an embarrassed grin, proceeding to get back to Apollo as quickly as I can. 

“Sorry, I took so long.” I nervously laugh as I take my seat across from him.  

“It’s fine, I was starting to get a little worried. Is everything okay?” Apollo put his phone down. 

Of course, I am! I saw my ex in the same restaurant with a woman that’s possibly a super model! 

“Yeah, everything’s fine.” I sigh, “So! Does this place have great dessert as well?" 

"A cheesecake that’s to die for.” He reassures, “Want to try it out?" 

"Sure, but after a few more plates of this seafood though. I gotta hand it to you, Apollo. This place has amazing food!”

With unfortunate guests… 

After eating until we couldn’t any more, Apollo paid the tab and he drove me home. I thanked him for another lovely evening and told him I couldn’t wait for the next. He walked me to my door, leaving a lingering kiss to my cheek. When he watched me securely enter and close my door, he sped off down the block.  
Suddenly, I felt another presence in my house and grew stiff. The light in the kitchen was on, I don’t remember leaving it on when I left. Quickly and quietly, I grab my pepper spray out of my purse. My gun is upstairs in my bedroom, so this will have to do. I almost tip toe towards the kitchen until I reach the corner. I peak around to a bulky figure sitting at the island, back facing me. I take note of the black suit and wavy dark tresses to realize that it was Leati. 

“Nice to see you again, Deidre.” He spoke. 

“I suggest you tell me how the hell you got into my house before I call the police.” I still held the pepper spray at his back. 

He twists in the seat to face me. “You never changed your locks and I still have a key." 

I roll my eyes at the reminder of not changing my damn locks. "Dammit, Joe, I could’ve blinded you just now!” I lower the spray back into my purse. “You don’t just show up unannounced, especially like this!" 

"I agree and I’m very sorry for doing so.” He eyes me for a moment. “I see you haven’t changed, still beautiful as ever." 

"We’re you expecting something heartbroken and sullen?” I sass. 

His eyebrows jerk, “No, no I wasn’t. I just..,” he sighs. “I just didn’t think I’d ever see you again, especially on a date.”

I chuckle, “Well, that’s what single people do. We date after moving on from jerks that break our hearts." 

"Deidre, I’m so sorry—”

“Save it.” I put my hands up, “I don’t want to hear anything you have to say. You did what you thought was right, even if it meant hurting your first love for your own selfish reasons." 

He stands up, shadowing my body. "Please listen this time. I’m begging you.” He grabs my hands, caressing my knuckles. “Please." 

His touch radiates through my hands. "You don’t have long, so get to talking.” I snatch my hands away and take a seat at the island. 

Leati takes his previous seat next to me. “First off, I want to say that I was very stupid for breaking up with you. Things were taking off so quickly after signing my contract that I started to feel I was being pulled too far away from you. Being on the road back to back with the guys, and not being able to talk to you everyday anymore was messing with me. I felt that soon you would find it an issue, we’d start to argue constantly, and before you know it we’d be over.”

“So, you figured you’d just take matters into your own hands without asking me how I felt?” I fold my arms, “Are you aware that that’s what happened? Forget what Deidre thought, let me just make the decision for her and break her heart in the process. Crush her dreams of marrying a man she’s truly in love with and having all of his babies. Let me be a dumb ass and ruin a potential happily ever after." 

He shook his head, "That wasn’t my intention, my love. But I definitely see where you’re coming from and I can’t help but feel that’s exactly what I did.”  

“It is.” I snap.

His eyes morphed into sad ovals. “I really and truly messed up, which is why I decided to come back and beg for another chance. I was a young man that just signed a million dollar deal, with a brain that was still immature in more ways than one. I lost focus of one of my top priorities and replaced her with fame.”

His finger lifted my chin, “She didn’t deserve that at all.”

My tension starts to soften. “Damn right she didn’t." 

Without skipping a beat, Leati leaned in to me and like a magnet I gravitated towards him. Our lips sealed in a locking kiss that left me reminiscing of kissing him on a daily like this. The spark was still there, sending electricity through our bodies as we indulged more. As his hands grab my face, a vision of his date popped in my head and I retracted. 

"Red Dress,” I state, “who is she?" 

"That’s Jenna, an old college girlfriend. She was in town for the weekend and asked me to join her for dinner.” He drug my stool closer to his, “That ship has long sailed, so it was just two people catching up on life." 

"Hmm.” I ponder on his explanation. “She’s very attractive." 

He grin, "She is. However, there’s a woman that has her beat by a long shot." 

"Oh really? And who might that fortunate dame be?”

“I saw her out tonight with some bald guy, who was quite handsome might I add.” He smirks, “That I’m really hoping isn’t her boyfriend." 

"Potential boyfriend,” I correct, “Apollo is a great guy, Leati." 

"I’m not doubting that he is, but I doubt that he’s the one for you." 

I grab his chin, "You can’t make that call after what you’ve done, babe." 

He takes my wrist, kissing the inside of my palm. "Trust me, I’m a man that can admit his terrible mistakes. I’m also a man that isn’t afraid to go through anything to win his first love back. I’m your happily ever after, Deidre, just as you are mines. I’m not saying drop the guy yet, but just put me in the race for your heart again. I never stopped loving you, baby. I never stopped dreaming of you every night. All you gotta do is let me show you once more that you belong to me and vice versa.”

Our foreheads connect, as he leaned in to me. “Please let me back in, Deidre, and you’ll see that I truly never left you.”

I sighed, thinking carefully of my verdict. “May the best man win, Leati.”

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  • Now, you won’t turn into a werewolf until your first full moon. That’s two days from now. So we have 48 hours to find a solution.
  • Sounds like I have nothing to worry about.
  • Oh, my God, you should be terrified!
  • You could blind your enemies, char-broil a herd of chargind wildebeests - use your imagination.
  • You’re coming with me.
  • Oh, to hell and be damned I am!
  • ___, you just cursed! Not well mind you but you’re a ___. You shouldn’t curse at all.
  • Actually I’m just a ___ so I can curse all I want… dammit!
  • Why does it smell like wet dog in here?
  • Oh! You’ll be needing silver bullets then
  • You’ve been bitten. Bitten by a werewolf. Now you will become that which you have hunted so passionately.
  • I am sorry…
  • May others be as passionate in the hunting of you.
  • It is your blood that shall keep me beautiful. What do you think of that?
  • I think if you’re going to kill somebody, kill them! Don’t stand around talking about it!
  • We Transylvanians always look on the brighter side of death.
  • There’s a brighter side of death?
  • This thing… man… whatever it is… evil may have created it, left its mark on it… but evil does not rule it. So I cannot kill it.
  • There’s something down here, it’s carnivorous. Whatever it is it appears to be… human. I’d say it’s a size 17, about 360 pounds, 8 and a half to 9 feet tall and he has a bad gimp in his right leg and, ah, 3 copper teeth.
  • How do you know he has copper teeth?
  • So you can remember everything about your life from the last seven years, but nothing before that?
  • There, there, my lovelies. Do not worry, I shall find another bride.
  • Have you no heart?
  • No! I have no heart, I feel no love. Nor fear, nor joy, nor sorrow. I am hollow… and I will live forever.
  • I’m at war with the world! And every living soul in it! But soon… the final battle will begin.
  • Do we mean so little to you?
  • I see the Wolfman hasn’t killed you yet.
  • He’s the first one to kill a vampire in over a hundred years. I’d say that’s earned him a drink.
  • A silver stake? A crucifix? What, did you think we haven’t tried everything before? We’ve shot him, stabbed him, clubbed him, sprayed him with holy water, staked him through the heart, and STILL he lives! Do you understand? No-one knows how to kill Dracula!
  • You’re a big one. You’ll be hard to digest.
  • I’d hate to be such a nuisance.
  • You killed him!
  • Now you see why people call me a murderer.
  • No, no, no. Do not fear me, everybody else fears me. Not my brides.
  • It would appear that the good Doctor took the key to life to his grave.
  • Hunt them down. Kill them both.
  • Then the only way to kill them is to kill you.
  • For me this is all personal. It’s all about family and honor. Why do you do it? What do you hope to get out of it?
  • Why do you think I brought you here, gave you this castle, equipped your laboratory?
  • You said… you said you believed in my work.
  • I’m sure this is some kind of sin.
  • Don’t worry, God will forgive us.
  • You make my skin crawl.
  • This is not all I can do with your skin.
  • A pity your moment of triumph is being spoiled over a little thing like grave robbery.
  • So this is what you get when vampires mate.
  • I can tell the character of a man by the sound of his heartbeat.
  • Don’t play coy with me, ____, you’re just like all the other pretty little ancestors in your family. Saying you want to destroy my master, but I know what lurks in your lusting heart.
  • I hope you have a heart, __, because someday I’m going to drive a stake through it.
  • My life… my job… my curse… is to vanquish evil.
  • How does it feel to be a puppet on my string?
  • If it’s not the Christians, it’s the Moors! Why can’t they just leave us alone. We never kill more than our fill. And less than our share. Can they say the same?
  • Werewolves are such a nuisance during their first full moon, so hard to control.
  • Don’t wish for death so quickly. I intend for you to be quite useful.
  • Oh, don’t be boring, everybody who says that dies.
  • Don’t we make a lovely couple?
  • I’m looking for a new bride, ___, someone strong and beautiful. All it takes is one bite from me.
  • How many commandments can we break in one day?
How To Deal With Break Up 101 (Part 2)

Genre: Angstish (I guess)

Requested: yes or no

(Request: I loved the breakup 101 Kai scenario! Was wondering if you could do a part 2!)

Member: Kim Jongin (Kai) + Oh Sehun (Sehun) (we all know how much of a bias list wrecker this fucker is)

A/N: Sorry for the wait! I had exams this week which I surprisingly studied for.

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Originally posted by kaisoh



Italics inside “-” are flashbacks. Also, y’all gonna know that I listened Beyoncé while writing this so lol don’t judge Lemonade is lit.


Tip 16: Don’t scheme to get him back — scheme to get yourself back.


Work, work, work, work, and work.


That was the her circle of life, well, at least for the last couple of weeks. After eating tons of ice cream and drinking wines and having loads of candies; it almost took 0,12 seconds for her to get ordered by company to lose the slight weight she got. Annoying ass management, she thought, let me be!


Since their comeback got more reaction than what everyone thought in South Korea and China market, they worked even more for international commercial market. Predictions were on the group becoming the best female group of their generation. Two face groups of SM: Exo and them. But now she had to work even harder for not being known as “Ex-Girlfriend of Kim Jongin”. If this actually happened, it would be a huge impact to her pride. So she had to take her game to twice, no, thrice it’s level.


“Y/N! Step 7 goes to right not left again,” the choreographer warned her for third time. Something was seriously off, it was easy to sense for everybody. Her body was here, but her mind stayed absent. If only anyone knew what was playing in this dreamy mind of her, someone would have to and out tissues.


“She swayed her legs with him, tiredness getting the best of them both. It was probably around midnight. It was an evening they spent practicing led to a dance-off, which he ‘let her win’. And the rest was just slow dancing, random topics about their lives and pecking each other’s skin. Neck, lips, hands, cheeks, shoulders; it didn’t matter to them. Since skin ship wasn’t allowed in public, whenever they were indoors, they wouldn’t let each other go.


She yawned lightly and buried her head her head further into his sweater. He smiled to himself, looking down at her sleepy form. ‘Tired already?’


She looked up to him ‘Already? Come on, Jongin, we have been here for nearly 6 hours or something,’


‘Eh, then,’ he said as he leaned down to kiss the tip of her nose. ‘Someone seems to love me so much’


‘Do you doubt it or something?’ she suddenly got serious, picking her head up and accepting his offer to spin her around in body language. After doing a 360, she stopped to look at him. ‘You don’t doubt actually it, do you?’


‘Of course not,’ he assured her, locking his hands behind her back and pulling her close. He leaned down once again to rest his forehead on hers, coming eye to eye with her. ‘I love you way too much to do this.’


To say with honesty, she did not trust his words enough to smile. But apart from being in a group, she was also known for acting as well. So she did what she does secondly the best, acted.”


“Maybe we can call it a night for this time, you’re probably too tired,” the choreographer said as he put his hat backwards. “But you should concentrate on doing better Y/N,”


“I will, you know I will,” she said as she sat down on the ground and untied her shoes. Oh, how she related to Beyoncé for the past 2 weeks.


“’Oh Sehun, may I know why you’re all up in my grill?’ she asked in a obvious sass tone. Seeing Sehun with a box in his hands was not in the list of the things she was expecting to see tonight. Vice versa, seeing her in alien emoji printed pajamas wasn’t in his either.


‘Good evening to you too, Y/N,’ he said as he flipped his hair out of his eyes. He didn’t look as happy as he used to, well at least since she last saw him. But hey, who was she to judge? She probably looked like a train wreck as well. ‘Are you going to let me in?’


‘Nope, the things you can see inside can damage your virgin eyes,’ she stood up not so tall with her continuous sassy attitude.


‘Believe me, sweetheart, I have seen more panties than you wore for this year so far,’ he sassed back smoothly; only to earn a slap on arm. Fliching back, he held the box with one arm and rubbed the aching skin ‘Ouch! Have you been boxing or something? You weren’t that powerful the last I saw you, woman!’


‘Come to main topic, Sehun,’ she crossed her arms. ‘I don’t have the whole night, my ice cream and wine are waiting for me to join them on an adventure called drama marathon,’


Clearing his throat and opening the box for her to see, he thought how to tell her the whole deal. Sometimes, he hated Jongin for his so much of a coward personality. He didn’t even have the guts to face a girl he hurt. Intentionally or not, the least he could do was to do the thing he asked Sehun to do himself. Sehun was not a messenger, and he felt really uncomfortable with doing what he was asked for. But aside from her relationship with his friend, he liked her as a person. She was fun to be around, down to earth unlike other female idols he knew and especially, she had a pure heart. And now seeing her like this, he saw that she was not as good as she made herself look in those talk shows. What a wicked way to treat to girl that loves you?


‘Uh, Jongin asked me to bring these to you,’ he looked everywhere but her eyes. He did not want to make him pity her more than he did at the moment. Lucky for him, her eyes stayed hid behind her bangs as she hung her head low. It worried him to see her like this. It worried him to see any girl like this, but there was nothing he could do. He waited for an answer from her, but none came. She just opened the door a bit more and dragged her feet inside, silently letting him in.


He took off his shoes and followed her around the house. He expected everything to be everywhere, since she told him about wine, ice cream and drama marathon. But everything was neat. Well, there were some tissues on the coffee table with the bucket size ice cream and a bottle of red wine.


‘Come sit,’ she patted on the spot next to her. He didn’t really hesitate and sat down, putting the box on his lap. ‘I already got my things from him. Did I forgot a few things?’


‘N-No,’ he stuttered, his chest clenching by hearing her faint and fragile voice. ‘I don’t really know what are there, but I don’t really think it was him who wanted these out of his house’


She looked at the box he placed on her lap. Inside, there were photographs, wrinkled up papers with her handwriting, the CD she gave him which contained her favorite songs, the perfume she thought she lost before they started dating, bracelets she gave him, the plane ticket he saved from their first trip together and whatnot. Probably, all the things that reminded him of her. 


She took a deep breath and closed the box. ‘If you’re going to assume Krystal for this, stop before you even start. She is a good person, Sehun. You know it,’


‘Whatever,’ he said as he studied he actions. He could tell she was holding herself back, and he did not blame her for it. Who wouldn’t be hurt by receiving things like this? Knowing what they have gone through for 5 years, -well, if you count the friendship stages as well- this was full of memories of her, sent from her once lover. ‘Y/N?’


It took a few seconds for her to give her full attention on him. Slowly turning her head to Sehun, she looked at him with questioning eyes. He took a deep breath, not sure if he was ready for the answer he was going to get.


‘Are you alright?’ 


She didn’t know how to answer. Was she really okay? No. Was she really feeling low? Nah…


‘Do you want the sad truth or the happy lie?’ she finally answered.


Not satisfied with the answer he got, Sehun pushed the glasses he had on up his nose and turned to her. ‘May I know the answers, then decide?’


‘The sad truth is, I don’t know. I think I am doing okay, but I can’t really tell if I actually do. The happy lie is, I am doing better off alone. Which one do prefer?’


‘Let’s not be a liar, shall we sweetheart?’ he said, giving a sad smile. She tried giving one back, but as much as a good actress, she couldn’t hold her tears and aching heart anymore. And the good thing for that night, he was there to hug her.”


She was back at her home, sitting on her bed with her laptop in front of her. Taking out her phone, she called Sehun. Someone she seemed to talk more than she used to lately. 


“Hello?” he answered, obviously being dragged away from his sweet dreams, thanks to her.


“Oh Sehun, when were you actually planning on telling me that we are going to be on We Got Married together?”


A/N: Cliffhanger (kinda i guess)! I don’t know how I am going to be able to update properly on my summer break since I will be working but stay tuned! I may update all of a sudden ^^


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