#and we’re back theb

[sugarcherriess]

YO IT'S BEEN AWHILE SINCE I'VE SAID HI but i missed you HAHAHAHHA AND these days have been a really bad day for me like seriously every single day 🙁🙁 BUT HEY what can i say 🤷🏻‍♀️ it's life BUT LATELY JONGHO HAS BEEN BIAS WRECKING LIKE GIRL??? you're already my bias wrecker and you're still wanna bias wrecking me?

BUT ANYWAYS I BARELY SEE AN TBZ CONTENT IN MY FYP I'M SO SAD 😔😔😔

ANDDDDD PLS PLS PLS IF YOU HAVE THE TIME, MAKE A JACOB SMUT 🤭🤭 it's been awhile since i seen that man do things to me. BRO I'M LITERALLY BEGGING YOU RN (i'm actually not but for jacob i would do it but no 💀)

AND LASTLY HOW ARE YOU? AND YOUR DAY?

- 🤍

End of the year are always such rollercoasters like what do you mean it’s already 3rd of December when all ive done is SUFFER????? Jongho. Have you seen the clips of cyberpunk performance Jongho sitting at the back looking all intimidating????? He’s feeling himself these days and it’s a red code because we’re in TROUBLE

I don’t think you have to worry about any tbz content anymore because the theb road thing… yeah i dont know what to say????? I really dont?????? It wasnt a fun two days for me. Eric alone has enough content to last us a lifetime and im not even a genius 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

#˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Adonis Speaks #˚₊·➴ My Lovely 🤍 #Jacob’s outfits for the fancon #that man #yeah #no words

[somewheric]

230807 THE BOYZ "Christmas in August" GV Event - Interview Excerpts [ENG]

(T/N: The excerpts were pulled from several different articles. The wording may change from article to article, and news reports sometimes attribute the same line to different members, so take this as more of a general translation of what was said during the event than as an 100% accurate account of what everyone said. Translation may contain inaccuracies.)

Sangyeon: We worked hard preparing the full album during the world tour. While visiting many cities, the support we received from our fans became the driving force for this comeback preparation. I’m excited and nervous to finally be revealing it to TheBs.

Hyunjae: Following the bigger theme of how everyone dreams of fantasy, we’ve tried to capture different kinds of thrilling, heart-fluttering, emotional fantasies.

Sunwoo: It’s our first time doing that kind of format [trilogy album]. The reason is that fantasy can be the kind to make your heart flutter, or the kind that’s thrilling and gives you goosebumps with a twist, or the kind that makes someone feel nostalgic while thinking of past memories. Putting only one kind of fantasy in the album would be insufficient, we wanted to share more varied types of fantasy, and so we prepared a trilogy that we’re confident can cover that.

Sangyeon: Christmas in August is like a miracle or a dream that doesn’t exist in real life. ["LIP GLOSS"] is a summer carol song made up of different genres and filled with freshness. For a gift-like album that contains the moments that aren’t possible in real life, we decided on movie titles as the album names for each part. There will be images relating to that too.

New: We prepared a movie concept this time around. The charm of movies is that there’s many different genres and colors. Fantasies that can’t be fulfilled in real life exist within movies, right? We made the album with that kind of fantasy [in mind], as one song only wouldn’t be the right move. ["LIP GLOSS"] is our first summer carol song that represents the feeling of meeting that girl you’ve only ever dreamed of, falling in love and kissing her like it’s Christmas.

Sunwoo: Our focus was easy listening, hook songs. It’s a different kind of refreshing from what we’ve done so far. We focused on something that was easy to listen to and easy to sing along. Our keyword was easy listening. We were hoping that the fans, the general public would relax while listening to it. Melody, repetitive lyrics, we’d hoping it would be easier to be received.

Eric: Among our fans too, there might be people expecting a refreshing image or a cool image, since THE BOYZ suits both well. We can show a refreshing concept album 6 years into our career too. ["LIP GLOSS"] is a song cute like me, so it must’ve been kind of hard for the members to express since they’re cool. (laughs) We all had fun recording it. There is a hook where we all sing together, when I heard the demo I thought that part was so exciting. I think TheBs will like it with us singing together. I think it’d be even more fun if TheBs sang it together with their friends.

Sunwoo: We’ve worked together [with Back Koo Young] during a survival show as well, so it was a good fit. He filmed the draft for the choreography wearing a hawaiian shirt that fit the concept with 11 people in total, and thanks to that it was easy to learn the choreography and understand the concept. We felt that he really gave it a lot of thought.

Juyeon: [The main point of the choreo] is called the lipgloss dance. It’s the gesture of applying lipgloss. Anyone can follow it easily. I really recommend friends and TheBs to try it.

Hyunjae: This was the longest filming, and the running time is also the longest THE BOYZ has released for an MV yet, with 6 minutes. It’s like a movie condensed into an MV. We worked hard to include THE BOYZ’ romantic and cheerful side at the same time while trying to win someone’s heart.

Q: When we went to film, it was raining. It was like “ah, of course THE BOYZ brings the rain [T/N: “(The)Bi”] everywhere". We just told ourselves to work hard and make it fun even with the rain.

Juyeon: This MV has a really special plot twist. I’d like it if people watched it looking forward to that. If I can give a spoiler, we go to great lengths trying to win someone’s heart, but there’s a sad and hilarious twist. I’ll only say that.

Eric: Starting today, my favorite movie ever has changed to “LIP GLOSS” MV.

Sunwoo: I wasn’t meant to do directing [for “Passion Fruit”], but I helped with directing when we had to do later adjustments and editing with the members. Since I’m taking part in the song myself, I could [tell the members to] sing it while imagining the lyrics a little more, unlike the other directors.

Kevin: ["Lighthouse"] is the only song in this album in minor key. When I first heard we were going to produce the album in the middle of the tour, I worried “will I/we be able to pull this off”. But once we were in the process of preparing it, singing and dancing and laughing in front of fans, I grew motivated to reveal it soon.

Haknyeon: ["Fantasize"]’s theme is how our meeting wasn’t accidental, it was inevitable. It’s an exciting song.

Hyunjae: There’s one thing that has changed since our debut. While recording, I heard a lot from the director to make my voice brighter. I kept doing it while smiling really hard, but it was rather nice to think that my voice isn’t as refreshing as before, that it got deeper. [Instead,] I try to keep my appearance similar to what it looked like when I debuted (laughs), but it actually got better than it used to be.

Sangyeon: [While we were preparing the album and doing the tour,] the members tried to eat vitamins and work out during our spare time. We worked hard on the choreography so we were able to build our stamina up.

Haknyeon: Even the members who don’t usually take vitamins took them to keep going. Juyeon hyung had simultaneous filming for “Follow Hyung to Maya”, so he practiced the choreography during the tour. I thought that was so cool of him.

Juyeon: To be honest, the preparation time for the album was short, but the members were very kind in filming and sending daily progress videos as tutorials. Even when I went to Mexico, I was able to watch and keep practicing. The first episode aired last week, and I was thankful to be together [with the hyungs] for it, it was personally a really enjoyable and meaningful time for me. Since the show is airing while we’re having a comeback, I thought that I would be really grateful if the love and interest for THE BOYZ could increase even if just a little bit thanks to the broadcast.

Eric: [My goal for this comeback] is to make fun stages with TheBs, and for the members to all be healthy performing. Lastly, this is an easy listening song, so I hope that “LIP GLOSS”, and also the sidetracks, can become popular even among the general public and be heard everywhere. It’s a really meaningful song to us since it’s our 2nd full album.

Haknyeon: This album has 3 parts, and while this is Part 1, I’d like for us to promote healthily and not get hurt for the 2nd and 3rd parts as well.

New: I want to make a performance many people can find, watch, and listen to. We’re releasing many songs through a trilogy, so we ask for your interest. This is our 2nd full album, after 3 years and 6 months, one we all consider important. It contains our image and charm as sexy boys, as cute boys, as any kind of boy you can think of. We’re really excited about it and hope you can give it a lot of love.

(source: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8)

#t:tbz #era:lip gloss #long post #the boyz #christmas in august #phantasy

[fixhbones]

this is a call out post to ‘good old fashion lover boy’ the fic on ao3 (/j it’s a joke i’m not actually being genuinly rude or anything lol)

*kicks you* why do you hurt me like this

#dnf fic #ao3 #blub #artn’t #good old fashion loverboy #it’s like two of my fav story aus #a certain decade and highschool au lol #but that means homophobia and internalized sigh #and the author is able to write it very accurately and like #you understand it #like you can also feel how that’s how people are sometimes #and we’re back theb #(dicks >:(

[purpleyellow]

Shoe transition

The boyz 12th member

Mae’s masterlist

“Haknyeon and Mae need to make a tiktok during the Christmassy shooting” Minute for reference 2:25

Requested by: anon

a/n: Feel free to share your thoughts with me🧡

“Stand there by the lockers. No, not quite there. Just... a little over here,” Juhaknyeon instructed Mae by pulling her arm and placing her where he deemed the light to be the best.

While Sangyeon was shooting his part for the Christmassy music video, the girl had been assigned the task of recording a TikTok trend for the editors to place in between the “asking out” and “Christmassy night” portions of the video.

Haknyeon, who had just finished doing a “wipe it down” video, saw her holding an iPhone and a fancy shoe, and took it as his job to direct Mae into making a good TikTok.

“Right there. Now you throw the shoe and try to catch it with your foot, so when the video cuts-”

“I know how the trend goes” Mae sighed while he laid sideways on the ground “Don't mess up your clothes, we still have some scenes to shoot”

“Don't worry about me, just try to look fierce,” He indicated with his hands to move on. Tilting her chin up, the girl half closed her eyes and got in the stance to throw the shoe up. “Good, I'll start in, three... two... one”

“Why are you giving me Sharpay and Ryan vibes, right now?” Kevin spoke from his, until now, unknown place by the lockers. With the sudden interruption, Mae missed kicking the shoe with her foot and got scolded by Haknyeon, who almost got hit by it.

“I know I don't give main character vibes, but would I really be an antagonist?” The girl laughed, getting the shoe from the ground and turning to him.

“Wow, you know High School Musical?” Ignoring her question, the Canadian walked closer to them, a teddy bear and a piece of paper in his hands.

“I'm not as childhood-less as you think I am,” Mae flipped her hair off her shoulder as a habit and went back to the 'throwing' stance. “Now shush, we have a TikTok to make”

“Very modern Sharpay-esk of you,” Kevin rebutted and walked behind Haknyeon. “Tilt your chin down a little, we can see up your nose”

“Also, try to throw the shoe up more, and then bring up your leg to meet it halfway on its way down” Refocusing the phone, Haknyeon restarted the countdown. Yet once again, when he pressed play, another interruption happened.

This time, Juyeon and Younghoon walked down the hallway, hitting some lockers out of boredom, but startling the girl in the process before she could even let go of the red heel in her hand.

“Wait, that came out funny, save it, so we don't lose it” Kevin said while Haknyeon fully let go of himself on the ground while laughing at the two-second clip of the girl going from posing to flinching.

“What's going on over here?” Younghoon asked, curious at Mae's annoyed face and the two boys rolling on the ground. He frowned with Juyeon as she gave them a side eye and carefully tapped the front of her sneaker onto Haknyeon's arm.

“Let's go, we should have done this by now”

“Who would have thought making a TikTok would take this long” Breathing out, the boy and returned the camera to her.

“That's because Sunwoo isn't here. Sometimes he takes hours only to make a clip of the video,” Juyeon said, walking closer to the boys and crouching on the floor next to them. Apparently more concerned on what was going on than just seeing what would happen. “So, which trend is it? Are you going to upload it to promote the video or for the actual thing?”

“It's for the switch part of the music video. I recorded one already, so they're going to pair it with this one we're doing. You know that trend where you throw the shoe up and change clothes?” Haknyeon patiently started explaining, but stopped once the girl sighed out loud.

“I'm going to throw this shoe on you four if we take any five more minutes to get this clip” Mae held out the heel at them and side glance Younghoon when he mumbled “Four? What did I do?”

“Okay. We're doing it for good now. Let's go, three... two... one. There we go” Haknyeon lowered the phone pleased and watched the replay before turning the screen to her who kneeled in front of him. “Save it in the drafts and once your outfit changes, call me to shoot the next part”

“I don't know, we can do it again?” Mae watched his face drop and smiled apologetically, “I look kinda ugly in this one”.

“That's the point of the trend, though. You'll be beautiful once the shoe lands and the 'glow up' happens” Kevin rolled his eyes at her, raising one eyebrow at him and Juyeon intervened by reassuring she looked good.

“Mae, we need to shoot your part over here,” One of the managers waved from the end of the hallway, and the girl's shoulders dropped.

“Guess we'll have to stick with this one, then” She got up, brushing her knees, but got stopped by Kevin holding out the teddy bear and sticker at her.

“Here, they told me to give these to you. I guess they are your props,” The Canadian winked as Mae walked away and unfolded the note she would have to hold out to the camera. In pretty calligraphy and pink gel pens, she giggled at the quote.

“TheB, I couldn't 'bear' going on without u as my date”

#Mae #the boyz 12th member #the boyz au #the boyz addition #the boyz additional member #the boyz female addition #the boyz female member #the boyz female oc #the boyz oc #the boyz x oc #the boyz x 12th member #12th member of the boyz #tbz 12th member #kpop addition #kpop female member #kpop female addition #kpop female oc

[ask-chaotic-creatures]

To the Tribal Leaders and High Muges:

If you were suddenly transported to Earth (where the Players come from) with your most trusted allies, what would you do?

Chaor: Find the leader of Chaotic and tell them to send us back! ... After I steal some of that dark chocolate.

Aszil: Find a nice place away from human civilization to build a new nest, first of all. Then, I would learn what kind of leaders are around. I know they have mayors and senators and presidents. Which is the most important?

Theb-Sarr: And I'd hope I didn't land in another desert... You think we like living in the sands? It's not like my people can just move to the forests. The OverWorlders would kick us out, even if they're not using the land... Jerks.

Maxxor: Well, probably try to find Tom's house. We'd need a place to hide and he's the only human I trust enough to ask him. Certainly can't ask Kaz.

Najarin: I’m not sure we could trust any human. I would find someplace more isolated, unlike this suburb Thomas has told me about. Perhaps a library while I’m at it.

Kopond: I second the library. Though, I would invite Chaor because fire. Then perhaps I shouldn’t go either.

Enre-Hep: See what this human civilization is like. These humans seem very accepting of outsiders, seeing as they marvel the existence of creatures. Exploring doesn’t sound very dangerous.

Lore: Right... I would find the nearest store to buy this sugar. Also, a disguise. And a mugic store, because I need to keep my mugical skills sharp.

Cameraman: Uh, we call it magic on Earth. And magic doesn’t really exist on Earth. Just illusions and stuff like that.

Lore: What do you mean there’s no magic? What do you players use to teleport into Perim then?

Cameraman: Technology. We’re way more advanced than you right now.

Lore: I might also lead a few raids while I’m at it.

#Let's Get Chaotic #Maxxor #Chaor #Aszil #Theb-Sarr #Enre-Hep #Najarin #Lore #Kopond

[tbzhours]

a total hot mess

hyunjae x you, college au, tattoo artist au, fluff 

[summary] who would have thought the hot tattoo artist was your old high school crush  [words] 3.4k  [warning] mentions of alcohol and needles  [a/n] hello lovely @atrabiliousse​! i’m your theb anon uwu it’s been so fun messaging you and getting to know more about you despite it being so short. i hope we’ll continue to talk and maybe talk about our fics too! you’re so cute and sweet,,, it was so fun seeing how you’d see hyunjae as a tattoo artist, so i hope you’ll like this fic i wrote for you too! love you ♡  -paney (tbzhours) 

It felt refreshing to be out of school for the summer as you and your friend were at a cafe, sharing things that happened after a few weeks into your summer break. You were glad your conversations weren't about school work. You didn't want to worry about it yet after having them set already at the end of last semester, so you wanted to enjoy the break as much as possible, even if that meant doing the craziest things. 

Your fingers slipped over your opened notebook where you had been drawing whatever came to your mind, but your index finger tapped on a certain design that you've been wanting to make something out of: an azalea and daffodil with a little crescent moon next to it. That design held meaning to you, especially if you had a friend who helped you create it. You guessed you just wanted something special for yourself when designing it. A necklace, bracelet and a tattoo made been ideas that you have discussed with your friend before that could follow up from it, but you hadn't made a decision yet. 

As you sip your drink from those thoughts, you friend looked across the street. You followed them, seeing the tattoo shop on the other end. Your friend sighed in awe. 

"I heard about him." 

"Who?" You asked, trying to find whoever they were looking at. The sun had been low that evening where the orange rays painted the streets. There weren’t a lot of people out as your eyes found the person your friend was talking about. 

"That hot tattoo guy from that parlor." 

Of course, every one knew who he was. You knew too but you didn't know his name or how he actually looks like; you only peeked quick glances when you walk pass by there. You thought you didn't have a reason to enter that place anyway, until your friend made music on their cup, tapping a fork on the side a few times. You turned to them, eyes slightly widening. 

"I know, I know. You've fallen for him too." Their voice was flattered, knowing how you feel by the look on your face. 

"Say what?" Your voice almost squealed after they caught you staring over longer than them. You slightly smiled, stunned at their assertion. 

Your friend’s lips creased into a teasing smile before they pointed their chin at your finger that was resting over your overdrawn design. They have seen so many times, adored too, that they knew how special the piece was for you. Suggesting again, they sneered across the table. “You don’t want that on your body… Unless you mean him.” 

Their smirk appeared afterwards with a wiggle on the eyebrow as your eyes grew. Your lips twisted in astound when you yelled at them. "HEY!" 

“I’m just kidding!” Your ears were filled with their laugh while your face had turned bright red. You hated being clowned for something you didn’t actually do. You shook your head when they continued. “Why don’t we get one together?” 

“What?” 

“We talked about this before, right? We need something deeper for our friendship. What do you say?” They giggled excitedly but you covered your face, hiding them in your palms when your friend stood up from their seat. “I’ve seen on few of your designs. Come on.” 

You collected your things as your friend helped you get yourself together. Maybe they’re right. Getting a tattoo together would be fun and sure, memorable. As long as you both had this trust, then you’d be fine with it. 

As you both left the place, heading toward the tattoo parlor, your friend whispered excitedly again, hugging your arm though you’d rather call it a drag. “One thing off your life’s bucket list, am I right?” 

When you both entered the tattoo parlor, your friend went up to the front. You let them do all of the work since they knew so much about tattoos. While they talked, you looked around behind them, admiring the small but crowded room. It was crowded because of all of the equipment and perhaps unnecessary artsy things put around the room. You liked them though, it made the place look very intimidating but that’s just a style. 

As you were looking around, Hyunjae noticed you there while he was working with another customer, who just asked for a break. Hyunjae allowed and set the needle aside before pushed his chair back with his body, lazily sitting there. He almost squinted at you, maybe recognizing you until you caught his eyes. You smiled at him, unfamiliar that he was the Hyunjae your friend had been screaming about. You noticed his perfect features, a quick thought that it could be why people wanted to come here, before your friend called you over. 

Your friend made sure to schedule a time with Hyunjae. They were so mad when none of the times worked for you to be with them because they wanted to do it with you. They would get to do theirs first before you since on that day, you had other plans. You joked that at least you won’t get to hear them squeal when they talk to Hyunjae because they use that voice (unintentionally) when flirting. It’s understandable though but you hoped you wouldn’t do the same. 

Your friend got theirs done a week after the scheduling and yours was a few hours after theirs. They sent you a picture and you were amazed. It was exactly how you wanted. It was simply inked in thin black lines and to see your design on your friend’s skin, you thought it was the best decision ever because that friend was going to be your bff for life. 

You showed up on time to your schedule with Hyunjae. He was in the middle of cleaning up some of the equipment used for the previous customer. You were probably the last customer for today, seeing that there were only two staffs around and no other customers. When you checked in at the front desk, Hyunjae’s ears popping up when he heard your name. 

He greeted you when you turned around, heading over to him. “Welcome, I’m Hyunjae. I’ll be the one to tattoo your design on you.” 

You introduced yourself too, his eyes smiling at you though you didn’t know why. He opened the chair for you to sit on. The chair had a long back part where you could lean onto it. When you sat normally, he almost chuckled and hid his lips behind his hand that was. 

“It must be your first time here.” He spinned a finger, his posture a little funny. “It’s the other way around.” 

“Oh.” You quickly sat the opposite way so you could lean your chest onto the back chair. Your cheeks turned red, he could see them as he pulled your files and designs, going over the details and process. 

“I’m always so curious about the meaning behind designs. What’s yours about?” He asked so cooly, you thought you might have fallen off your chair. 

You shrugged, peeking back to meet his eyes. He was smiling, your lips automatically following. “I’ve been designing this with my friend because we wanted something to represent our friendship. Didn’t my friend tell you?” 

“They did. I just wanted to see if you’d have the same reason, in case you might regret getting a permanent mark on you.” Hyunjae smirked and set files away as he prepared the needles and equipments out. 

The next half hour, he blattered a ton about drill cares, what not to eat or drink for the next few days and things to avoid while your tattoo heals up. All of your answers were short as you simply complied, completely hearing enough that you could memorize the manual sheet that he’d give out later. 

As you looked at him through the mirror, there was something about him that you thought you’ve seen him before. He was focused, checking the design here and there even though he had already drawn an outline on your skin. Rather than trying to figure out who he was, you were distracted by the way the rings on his fingers pressing against your back as each buzz sound tapped through your skin. Was he allowed to have them on while he worked on you? Oh well, he actually looked quite hot, though you didn’t want to say it. 

As for the needles, it wasn’t as painful as you thought; it was bearable. You sighed, looking at yourself on the mirror. He heard it, glancing at the mirror where your eyes met again. 

“Something wrong?” 

“No.” You smiled, assuring him. “It’s just that you look familiar.” 

“I know, I know. You probably have seen me in your friends’ phones.” His voice was full of confidence that he looked back at your tattoo, continuing his work. You almost rolled your eyes and tried to joke around. 

“I mean, maybe we went to high school together or something. You seriously look familiar.” 

“Really?” He smirked, eyes laid still on your back. “Guess it’s gonna take a while before you’ll recognize me.” 

“So you know me?” Your eyes widened. You couldn’t believe it as you tried to recall anything about Hyunjae, whether that was from your previous jobs or schools and- Oh my god. You turned around quickly as he almost tapped the needle in the wrong place. He glared at you but you gasped. “We went to high school together? You’re Lee Hyunjae, that popular kid in student council?” 

He rolled his eyes, a hand at his hip. “Yes, (Y/N). It took you awhile.” 

Oh yes, it did. He was one of your crushes in high school. You would have face-palmed yourself but you couldn’t because he pushed you back onto the chair so he could continue. 

“And I’m not a kid anymore. We’re adults now, okay?” He rolled his eyes with his complaining perky lips. 

“You still look like a kid, a bad one.” You whispered underneath your breath as he didn’t hear. 

“Anyway, you don’t need to tell me anything about your college life. Your friend already did.” 

“What?!” You shouted, making him jump again about ruining your design. 

“You better stop moving or you’ll regret this mistake I just made.” He pointed a finger at you through the mirror, almost shouting as if he was scolding you. 

“You did?!” You eyes widened at him as he snapped his lips, setting a hand at his hip again. 

“It’s a joke, but if I did, then that’s your own fault.” 

“Okay, sorry.” You quieted down as he got back to work, outlining the ink through your skin. It was almost finished as you heard his focused sigh. You sighed too, reminiscing all of the memories you could recall about Hyunjae. 

He was a good kid back then, always tutoring others and being one of the high ranks of your class each semester. He was pretty cool, being part of some clubs and sports teams that he had always seemed busy. 

You wanted to know what he was up to lately and what he’s been doing since graduating high school. Maybe asking for his number later would be good. 

About thirty minutes later, you finally get to get off the chair. You stretched a bit as your conversations about life still lingered in your mind. You felt that there was still more things to catch up on that you turned to him quickly, but he was faster at words. 

“By the way, one of my friends is having a party soon. There might be some old friends coming that you miss.” Hyunjae smiled as he wrote some notes down onto your file, making check marks and such. 

“Wouldn’t that mess up the color of my tattoo?” You asked while your fingers continued to button up your shirt. 

His eyes wandered at your fingers before they looked at your eyes. “Why’s that?” 

You shrugged, crossing your arms after you were done. “I don’t know. You said something about not drinking alcohol for a few days just now.” 

“So you were listening.” His lips beamed again then he turned back to papers. “I mean, it’s a party but you don’t have to drink. They got other drinks too, like fruit punch which is probably your liking.” 

“Okay then. We’ll see.” 

Hyunjae nodded as he finished the paperwork for you. He’d repeat the tattoo care for you again, just in case, and asked to contact him if you have a question when he handed you his business card. 

“Then I’ll see you tomorrow?” You took his card as you asked. 

“We’re meeting tomorrow?” One of his eyebrows furrowed, a smirk appearing in a tease. It must be his trademark. You shouldn’t fall for it. 

“Is it not tomorrow?” Your cheeks turned bright red as you set the business card into your pocket, your shy hand hiding with it. 

He was humming, thinking a bit as his eyes looked to the side. He rested a folded arm over the counter by the front door when he smiled at you. “We could hang out though, to catch up.” 

So that’s how a few dates hangouts happened. He would show up at your place a few times and you both would go to some nearby cafes or restaurants to talk about your lives after high school. Many of them were funny and some were crazy, as you began to understand his life in terms of doing what he wanted. It was very different from the way he was back in high school but as he told his stories about how he was led to being a tattoo artist, you were awed. Well, you were doing something you liked too, but hearing it from a different person, it felt like this was what life’s all about. Your eyes kept sparkling up at him as you wondered if your crush on him was coming back to life. 

You told your friend about Hyunjae but they only told you that this was your chance to snatch a lover. 

“Well, I did have a crush on him back in the days.” You confessed when they had come over for a little dinner hangout. You were sitting on the floor with them with a box of pizza on the table. The TV was on, one of your favorite shows playing when you shyly smiled. Your friend wrinkled their nose at you, a tease at the sound of their voice. 

“I better see you in his bed as soon as tomorrow night then.” 

“What the fuck!” You found a pillow on your couch behind you and hit them, messing their hair up. 

“Hey!” They had an offended look on their face with a hand at the place you hit before they tackled you to the ground, trying to kiss your cheek after their lips curved. “Can I go too?” 

“No. You can’t drink.” You laughed at the snuggle, reminding them about being cautious after getting your twinning tattoos. 

“Who said I was going to?” 

They got up, sticking a tongue out at you before you chased them around the room, sharing laughs as you told them again, “You’re not going!” 

Your friend came with you to the party, wanting to mingle with people though you knew it meant something else. You were annoyed at how they kept pushing you until you told them to find some people to talk to, hence their reason for being here. 

“Maybe you might get laid too.” You joked but you looked out for them, reminding them to “Just be careful, and don’t drink.” 

As they walked away, you looked around to find Hyunjae talking to some people, friends you didn’t recognize. You did talked to a few old friends who showed up but that was it. There wasn’t anything more than that so you were starting to get bored. Your cup was empty when you checked so you made your way to the drinks table as you promised yourself, it’d be your last before you leave. 

There were a few people giving you drinks when you went to get more punch, which you hated because of the pressure it came with. It didn’t help with you having to stay longer after you refused. That was when Hyunjae came by. 

“If someone says no, then no. Don’t you get it?” 

They acted like they were joking before they walked away. Hyunjae sighed, watching them go before he checked up on you. His head was hanging a bit, eyes filled with worry, perhaps despair when he asked, “Are you okay?” 

“Yeah, thanks.” You tried to smile as you set your cup down, not planning to fill it up anymore. You sighed before you looked up at him, hoping he’d be okay with your request. “I want to get out of here.” 

Knowing how you were feeling, Hyunjae left with you as he apologized for inviting you there. You told him it wasn’t his fault as you forgot about your friend who was still there. 

To cheer you up, he thought taking you back to tattoo shop would ease your mind. It was empty and quiet. Maybe it could calm you down before you head back to your place even though he offered his place for you to stay if you needed to, which was above the shop. Besides, he still had some things to clean for the next day’s schedules. It wouldn’t hurt to stay over a bit when you realized how far your house was now that it’s past midnight. 

While Hyunjae was washing some things away, wearing an apron and a pair of washing gloves, you want to thank him for today. Instead of words, you walked up to him and pressed a long peck on his cheek. He was caught off-guard, almost letting an astonished chuckle out when you moved back. 

“Do you do this to other people you find hot?” 

“Why?” Your lips beamed, suddenly full of tease as you moved an inch closer to him. All of that solo time with him really calmed your mind but not your body. 

Hyunjae played along, moving his face closer to you too, until you could see the colors of his true eyes under the dimmed lights with his head tilting. “I’m actually quite popular around here. I don’t know if you can handle me like that.” 

“Did my friend say stuff to you again?” Your smile disappeared as your eyes widened, flinching back at his attack. 

“No.” He chuckled, hiding his laugh at his closed lips. He turned off the running water, focusing back at you as he continued. “But I do find you cute when you fluster.” 

“And yes, I do find you kinda hot too, staring at me like that.” Your face flushed in red though it was hard to tell. You felt fearless saying all of that, words that you never knew you would say when you’re attracted to someone like him. 

“You’re really something.” He took off his gloves and apron, slowly walking up to you with your feet shuffling backwards until you were stopped upon a chair where the customers would sit. As he gazed into your eyes, leaning close to your face, you could feel his breath brushing at your lips. You held onto your breath, ears now turning red when he smirked. “Are you here for another tattoo? Because that would be very bold of you.” He tilted his head again, this time, in a tease. “There couldn’t be any other reason, right?” 

“Maybe.” You tried to play along but it was too hard. It might be the sound of his voice that you were falling into. It couldn’t be helped.

Hyunjae smirked as you placed your hand at his neck, your lips colliding together. You stood up as his arms wrapped around your waist until your bodies lashed together. You arms curled behind him when he pulled you up with your legs wrapped around him as he turned around, trying to find a counter to place you over. His lips could taste the fruit punch flavor that you had not too long ago when he took your tongue, taking one of your cheek at a time. He pushed you against a wall instead, devouring your lips once more before he moved back, bodies still connected in that dimmed room. 

Your breaths danced together, calming slowly as you got lost into his eyes. Hyunjae smirked, never knowing that it would lead to this when you were becoming a hot mess for him. Before he led you to his place, he insisted with such a soothing voice that you’d faint if you hear it again. “Let’s get out of here.” 

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[aggedyann]

1 Cold 4 Stories Part 2

2. Ella & Sam

Ella was the first to call, attempting to chew him out between sneezes. “Jerkface.” She croaked.

“Oh no,” Freddie sighed. “I got you.”

“Yes.” She tried to yell, but she just didn’t have the voice for it. Instead, her attempt rewarded her with a coughing jag. “Yes,” came the hoarse response. “And Sam.” There was silence for a few seconds, then “hiichiew, ihhchieew, hiitchiew.”

“Bless you.” Freddie offered.

“Oh, save it.” Ella snapped. “This is horrible. Hiiitchiiiew. I’ve never been this sick, and Sam’s even worse off.”

“Yeah, um, this is a nasty cold.” Freddie said, awkwardly. Great, he’d gotten two of his coworkers sick.

“Uhh, yeah. Next time, just stay home from work!”

Freddie took a deep breath. Ella had been pissed the last time he’d gotten her sick. Best to just let her yell it out. Or try to, he thought, as another series of raspy coughs filled his ear.

“We’re out of practically everything, and I have to drag myself to the store because Sam can’t .”

Now she was crying. He had forgotten that about Ella; she cried when she was sick.

“Ella…Ella!” He broke through her tears the second time

“What!” She snapped. Now she was angry and crying.

“What do you need?”

“Hiiehhtchiew. Like you care.” She sniffled, and he heard her blow her nose.

“Tell me what you need, and I’ll bring it over.” He said, firmly and patiently, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen.

“Are-are you sure?”

“Positive.” Long pause. “I’m on the feeling better side now, so let me help you guys.”

She gave him a list – tissues, cold medicine, cough drops, orange juice, vapor rub.”

“I’ll be over as soon as I get it all, ok,” he promised.

“Thank you, Freddie. Sorry for, well.”

“Don’t worry about it,” he assured her as he heard Sam sneezing in the background.

He got to the girls’ apartment an hour and a half later with a box of supplies and groceries. Sam buzzed him in, then opened the door when he got there.

She looked terrible. Pale and red nosed, with dark circles under her eyes. Fortunately, he was smart enough to refrain from commenting on it. He simply greeted her, apologized, and set the box on the coffee table, handing her a fresh box of tissue and the cold medicine.

“Thagk you.” She sniffled as Ella came out of her bedroom, looking only slightly better than Sam. She was clutching a roll of toilet paper and blowing her nose. Freddie tore open a box of tissues and handed it to her.

Sam handed her the cold medicine. “Thanks.” Her voice was rougher and hoarser than it had been on the phone.

“I can find some glasses, get you guys some juice.” Freddie said, picking up the two gallons of orange juice he had bought.

“Dext to the sidk .” Sam sniffled, blowing her nose again.

Freddie took the orange juice into the kitchen and returned with two glasses of juice.

“Hatshoo.” He jumped at a loud sneeze from Sam, nearly spilling the juice. Ella laughed, taking a glance from him as Sam let out another loud “HehtShoo!”

“Bless you.” He said, handing her her glass. “”Those sound awful.”

“Habe you heard Ella’s cough?” She tried to joke.

He nodded. “I’m sorry you guys.”

“I do’t thigk you dew you were goig to get this sigk.” She opened a packet of DayQuil and swallowed them with the orange juice. “Ugh, baybe dow I cad talk dormally.”

“Have-“

“Hittchieew, hitchiew, hit’chiuu, hitchieuw.” Ella interrupted. “Sorry, I’m sneezing like crazy with this.”

Sam nodded. “Bless you. I’m loud, and she’s nonstop with this.”

“I was harsher and violent.” Freddie admitted. “Have you two eaten?”

Ella shook her head. “Neither of us felt like it.”

“I had a granola bar.” Sam said. “Around 6.”

“I brought stuff to make soup. If you help me find a pot, I’ll throw it together.”

“You don’t have to…” Sam protested.

“I want to. You need to eat to get better.” Ella led him into the kitchen and showed him where the pots and pans were. He grabbed the box from the coffee table and started chopping chicken. 20 minutes later, he had made chicken and dumpling soup to the soundtrack of their sneezes.

He brought them into the kitchen over protest. “You don’t want to sneeze while holding soup. Trust me.” He told them, gravely.

He ladled them each up a bowl and watched them pick at it.

“This is good.” Ella said slowly before tucking her face in her arm. “Hitchiew, hih-hihtchiew, hihhtishuu.”

Which was followed up by Sam. “Hahhtshoo, hahhAhshoo.”

“Bless you both.” Freddie watched as they grabbed tissues from the box on the table and blew their noses.

“It is good.” Sam confirmed. “Thangks.”

“Do you have something I can put the rest in?”

“I’ll get it later.” Sam said as Freddie’s phone rang.

“It’s Tim.” He told them.

“Oh, you better take that.” Ella told him. “He’s sick too.”

“Hey Tim. what’s up?” Freddie answered.

“Cand you brindg be Kleenex?” A stuffy voice asked. “I’b albost out. Jabie doesn’t adswer.”

“Jamie’s at work. And sure.” He paused while Tim coughed. “What else to you need?”

“I do’t dow.” Tim was on the whiny side with his response. Freddie sighed. Tim could handle a little cold, but this one, he was going to be difficult.

“I’ll bring tissues, juice, cold medicine and cough drops. Look around your apartment, and text me anything else you need.”

“Ogay.”

“I’ll text you when I leave Sam and Ella’s.”

“Ogay.”

“Text me. Even if you don’t need anything.

“Ogay. Thangks.”

Freddie looked at the girls and shook his head. “Did I get anyone else?”

“Alex.” Sam told him.

“I don’t know if you got any of the crew.” Ella said. “But you took out the writing staff and the host. Alex had to write with us on Thursday.”

Freddie shook his head. “Guys, I am so sorry.”

“We know.” Sam said gently. “Ella’s just pissed about being sick again.” She turned and sneezed. “I’m going back to the couch.” She and Ella went back to the living room and curled up on the couch and oversized chair.

Freddie sat on the end of the couch with Sam, watching as her spaniel came running out of the bedroom to join her. Ava had gone in her bedroom when Freddie arrived; she was shy around new people.

As she jumped on the couch, Freddie turned his head and sneezed. “Uhhchushhh, Chushhh, huhhchushh.”

“Bless you. Sorry, I forgot, you’re allergic to dogs.” She picked Ava up and put her on the floor.

Freddie shook his head. “I’ve still got the cold.” He reminded her. “I’m allergic to cats, not dogs.”

“Oh, I thought that’s why you had the labradoodles, that you were allergic.”

“No. Well, yes. Well, kinda. I’m not allergic to dogs. Jamie is. That’s why.”

“Hichieww, ehhchieeew, ehh’chieew. Told you.” Ella sniffled. “ She worried about that this morning when I told her you were coming over. I said he gave us this cold, let him suffer.”

“Thanks, Ella. Love you too.” He said as his phone dinged. Text from Tim. One word: food.

“I better get to Tim. Knowing him, he has nothing. He just texted saying bring food, so…”

“Thank you.” Sam told him. “I don’t think I could go out and get anything today.”

Ella shook her head. “Me neither.”

“Hatshoo!” Another loud sneeze from Sam startled him.

“Bless you. Call you guys need anything.”

They assured him they would, and he assured they were warm and comfortable before he left to tend to Tim.

3. Tim

Freddie carried the box of groceries up to Tim’s apartment and pounded on the door.

Tim opened the door, red nosed and bleary eyed, hair standing on end. “Hey.” He snuffled, coughing roughly into his fist. He moved aside so Freddie could get in.

Freddie set the box on the kitchen table, handing out tissues for the third time that day.

“Thagk you. I rad out about ad hour ago.” Tim sniffled. He started helping Freddie unpack the box, then hastily grabbed for tissues and turned away. “HayAHHShoo, AHHHShoo, AHHHshoo.” He blew his nose and turned back to Freddie.

Freddie blinked at him. Tim would never be called a quiet sneezer, but his normal tone was somewhat above conversational level. These were just loud. “Bless you.” He managed.

Tim nodded at the blessing. “I dow. I dow. The doise scares the crap out of Cashew.

Freddie gave him a smile, pouring him a glass of orange juice. “Mine were harsh and violent.” He shrugged. Usually Freddie’s were soft and gentle, slightly harder on the ‘chushh.’

Tim shrugged, taking the juice. Freddie instructed him to sit while he put everything away and made soup. 30 minutes later, he had the cold supplies put away in the bathroom and a bowl of chicken dumpling soup in front of Tim.

“Eat.” He encouraged.

Tim started coughing instead. After a few moments, he got up and went into the bedroom, returning with his inhaler, shaking it. He managed to get a break in the coughing long enough for the first puff, let it out and coughed some more before the second puff. “Sorry.” He raspily apologized.

“No, I’m sorry for giving you this. Ella’s got the cough really bad too, but I’m pretty sure she doesn’t have asthma.” Working in close quarters meant they knew an awful lot about each other. “I didn’t even think about this hitting your lungs.”

Tim shrugged again. “Happeds about a third of the tibe. The worse the cold is, the better the odds. You picked a bad cold to share.” He grabbed a tissue from the box. “Hag od…”HuhhYUHHshooo, YUHHshoo, UHHHshoo….HeyYEHHHSshahh, EHHHSshahh, ESHAHH… huhhhRAHHHshooo, AHHSHOO, AYYYSHOO.” He turned back to Freddie and grabbed fresh tissues, “I’m sdeezing right through theb by the third.” He complained, grabbing a couple and blowing his nose. “But I dever rebeber to grab bore thad ode.” He complained, getting up to was his hands.

“What’s with the three sneezes?” Freddie asked. “I thought you always sneezed in twos.”

“Always.” Tim confirmed. “But this cold, ugh.” He went back and fished his soup. “This was great, thadks.”

“There’s more in the fridge for later,” Freddie let him know, helping him to the couch and tucking him in. “Movie?”

“Sure. Just pick sobethig off of Pribe; I’m sure I’ll fall back to sleep.”

Freddie found a comedy that required little attention from either of them and sat with Tim. He filled him in on how he had felt, how he was feeling now, how Sam and Ella were doing. While he was talking, Cashew had, it seemed, decided to overcome his fear of Tim’s newfound loud sneezes and see who was here.

He padded over to his former owner and bounced up into his lap. “No Cashew.” Fredddie said, brushing him down and rubbing his nose. Cashew placed his hands on Freddie’s knees and bounced right back up. “Cashew…Chushooo.” He pushed him down again and looked over at Tim.

Tim shook his head. “If you want him in the bedroom, dude, you gotta do it right now.

Freddie nodded as Cashew jumped up a third time. He picked the cat up, stood up and went and deposited the cat on Tim’s bed. “Uhhhchussh, uhhchushh, chuhshhh.” Tim could hear Freddie sneezing as he washed his hands. “Huhhhcuhissahh, uhhhchuhhshooo.” He came back and blew his nose. “I swear that cat remembers me.” He commented,

Tim nodded, coughing roughly. “I think he does.” Freddie had been Cashew’s previous owner wherein they discovered Freddie was allergic to cats. Tim has been more than happy to take him when Freddie couldn’t and had been his ever since. But that 2 weeks seemed to have made an impact on the kitten. He didn’t beeline for the also allergic Alex like he did for Freddie.

“Have you heard from Alex?” He asked Tim.

“Dot sidce Thursday. He’s sigk too.” Tim paused, wrapping his arm around his face. “HuuhYUHHHshuhh, YUHHHSHuhhh, UHHHSHEHH.” He rubbed his sleeve under his nose as Freddie handed him tissues.

“Bless you.” He waited for Tim to blow his nose. “I think you got the worst of the sneezing with this one.” At Tim’s quizzical look, he explained. “Loud, harsh, violent, frequent….you got it all. Unless Alex has added in some new element.” He half-joked.

Tim nodded. “Adyway, Alex cabe id sigk on Thursday with be ad Ella. Sab got sigk Weddesday.” He paused to blow his nose again. “I thik he probably wedt straight to bed ad is sleepig as buch as he cad trying to shake this. The kid cobes id toborrow dight.”

Shit. Freddie felt like scum now. He’d managed to give Alex the worst cold right before his daughter flew out. “Somehow, I doubt that will help.”

Tim nodded. “Let hib call you. He’ll probably call Jabie if he deeds help with Kristid if he’s this sick. Although if you’re feeling better…”

“Yeah. And I know Alyssa’s got him for what ever he needs.”

Tim coughed again and reached for his juice glass. “Thadks for all your help.”

“No problem. I’m sorry I got you sick.”

Tim shrugged. “Happeds. It’s dot your fault you’re always sick.”

Freddie pulled the blankets back up over Tim. “I’m gonna go let you rest now. Call if you need anything.”

Tim nodded, yawning, snuggling into the pillow as Freddie looked the door behind him.

[vbtsjimin-blog]

Chapter 14: You Just Let It Fall Apart.

You took the last step that bridged the gap between you and the door to the cafe. With a deep breath in and a small smile from Jihun, you placed your palm on the handle and gave it a gentle tug forward you, a chime shrieking through the air as you pulled. You cursed under your breath, wanting just a few more seconds to yourself before you met with the boys. Your eyes grazed over the seven dark heads of hair on the other side of the cafe, and the power of their gaze almost made you want to turn around and run.

Namjoon was the first to stand to head towards you. You felt like every step he took was a lifetime, and you started to panic because the anxiety you felt pulsing through you was hindering your breath.

“Hi, yn” he said softly. His eyes flickered to Jihun, “oh, and uhm, Jihun.” Namjoon gave the man standing next to you a small nod, not sure what to say.

“Hey man” Jihun responded brightly. “I promise I’m not here to interfere. Actually,” he took a step away from you, “I’m just going to sit over here.” Jihun’s head nodded to the right of him where a small table was sitting empty in a corner.

“Jihun...” you began to protest but his sharp look stopped you from finishing.

“It’ll be fine, yn. Don’t worry. I’ll be right over there if you need me, and I promise I won’t take my eyes off of you. Okay?” You reluctantly nodded as you followed Namjoon to where the other six boys were anxiously waiting.

“We went ahead and ordered your usual for you” Taehyung smiled up at you with such a look of innocence it made your heart swell.

“Thank you” you whispered back, awarding Tae with the best smile you could muster.

Before you took a seat, you looked at each boy, taking in their facial features you have missed so much. It had only been a few weeks since you had a chance to really look at them, but you swore they all looked different. Maybe their perfect illusion you held of them had diminished, or maybe it was just all in your head. Either way, you didn’t feel like they were your boys anymore.

“So....” you trailed, “how’s life?”

A chorus of blank, generic responses swarmed the air around you. They must be feeling as nervous and awkward as you were.

“How have you been?” Hoseok asked.

“I’ve been better.” A silence followed which started to infuriate you. They were the ones who wanted to meet, yet none of them had really anything to say. “Look guys, I only have an hour” you finally spoke up. “So please, whatever you need to say, let’s say it and get it out on the table.”

“She has a point. So, who wants to start?” Namjoon looked at each of his brothers.

“I will” Yoongi stated. To say that you were taken aback was an understatement. Your relationship with him was never the strongest out of the group, and the past few weeks were proof of that. He was always the first one to doubt you or call you out on your behaviour.

“So, yn...” he paused. “I just want to say I’m sorry for being an ass. I’ve accused you of a lot lately and that wasn’t right of me... or any of us.”

There was another silence as the boys looked at you, their eyes eager as they waited for your reply.

“I, uh, I just don’t know what to say. You guys really hurt me. I understand my mother’s death isn’t your responsibility to remember, but you had taken it upon yourselves the past couple years so I just kind of assumed you had the date memorized or something.”

“Can we ask you why you never mentioned it to us?” Jin asked, his eyes were low like he was scared to meet yours.

“It just was never the right time for me to bring it up” you shrugged. “There was always something else that had your attention and I didn’t want to ruin it with my melodrama dead mom saga.”

“You wouldn’t have ruined anything” Jimin said in between bites of his food. “Our friendship should have been strong enough for you to feel comfortable bringing anything up at anytime.”

“And it was, but-”

“Was...” Jungkook scoffed and your heart shattered even more. You took a deep breath in and continued what you were saying.

“It was, but Lucy was around, and I know you guys really like her, and I’m happy you have a found a friend in her, but you have to realize that I don’t know her like you do. She was your friend, not mine, and I wasn’t comfortable bringing my mom up in front of her. Every time I was around you all to mention something, she would be there.”

“There were other ways you could have talked to us” Namjoon stated. “We’re constantly talking in our group chat.”

“You’re right, but my mom is the most important person to me and I didn’t feel right bringing her up in a text message.”

A silence fell over the table as the boys let your words sink in. It seemed like maybe you finally had broken through to them and you were helping them understand your frustration.

“We have been a little selfish the past couple weeks, haven’t we?” Hoseok asked to nobody in particular, but the boys nodded their heads in agreement.

“Can I be honest” Jungkook said abruptly, his hands tight in clenched fists.

“I think that would be best” you replied apprehensively.

“I’m pissed. At you. At myself. At us. At this whole fucking situation. I knew something was wrong with you. I fucking knew it. And I asked you so many times. I asked you in a text, I asked you in person, and not once did you ever say anything. The night of your mom’s anniversary, when you stormed out at us, I spent hours looking for you. I tried fighting for our friendship, yn, and you just let it fall apart. So what the hell am I supposed to think? Am I just supposed to accept your apology, and you mine, and we pretend this never happened? You were my best fucking friend, yn, and you just left. You just disappeared.”

You felt the tears build up in your eyes, letting each hurtful word hit you.

“I’m sorry, J. I really am sorry you feel this way, but please know that I can’t agree with that. I can’t agree that I let our friendship fall apart. For me, that night I closed the door and ran out of your apartment, my friendship I had with each of you was already broken.” You looked down at your hands, afraid to look at him.

“So, what can we do to fix all this then?” Namjoon asked.

“Or can we fix it?” Taehyung added. “You can’t just throw five years of us being best friends away, yn.”

“I don’t want to throw it away, but I don’t know how to fix it either.”

“So then what now?” Yoongi asked.

“I don’t know. I really don’t think you guys fully understand.”

“Then help us understand, damnit!” Jin wailed. We were starting to grab the attention of the other people in the cafe, and you turned to find Jihun. He gave you a look, questioning if you needed him, but you nodded him off and turned back around to the boys.

“Do you guys remember why I buried my mother here instead of back home?”

They all shook their heads no.

“I don’t know if you ever told us” Jimin responded.

“I buried her here because growing up, it was only us. My dad had left us when I was just a baby, and my mom spent all of her time either working or with me, so she had lost the few friends she had...”

“...and you knew if you buried her there, nobody would visit her and you didn’t want her to live in the afterlife as lonely as she was in her real life” Jungkook finished your sentence for you. You confirmed what he said with a nod. “I remember you telling me now one of the first nights we went on a walk.”

“Anyways,” you continued with your story, “when I first moved here, I didn’t know anybody. And then when I ran into Jin, it was like something clicked. You guys had shown me what I was missing my whole fucking life. I was missing friendship, love, comfort, safety, trust. I never had any of the consistency of a normal household growing up since my mom was always in and out of odd jobs and I spent a lot of my time alone. Maybe this is my fault. Maybe I put too much faith in you all, but you guys saved my life when my mom died. You showed me who I really was... you helped me find, me.”

You took a deep breath, your hands uncontrollably shaking underneath the table.

“So, every year on February 28, you all proved time and time again that I wasn’t alone. Even though, technically I was, I am, an orphan. But you guys gave me a family.” You felt the ball that had formed in your throat and you tried so desperately to swallow it. You hated crying in front of people, but especially theb oys.

“And this year, we weren’t there for you...” Jimin whispered.

“We made you feel abandoned again, didn’t we, yn?” Yoongi asked.

You couldn’t speak, the sob threatening to escape if you opened your mouth. All you could do was give a weak nod.

“Fuck” Hoseok said, his hand grabbing at his hair.

“Yn, if we would have realized...” Namjoon started, but I held up my hand, cutting him off.

“And that’s the thing that hurt me the most. I thought you guys did realize. I thought that’s why you always wanted to protect me and be there for me. So please don’t say it would have been different.”

“But it would have!” Namjoon cried.

“Just tell us you can forgive us and we can move on from this. Please. We won’t leave you again” Jin whimpered.

“I want to forgive you guys, and maybe one day I will be able to, but today isn’t that day. The wounds are still too fresh. But I want to thank you for asking me to meet you. I think it was a good first step in that direction of me healing.”

With that, you stood up, placing the napkin over your untouched food. You took out your wallet from your purse and laid a twenty dollar bill beside the plate.

“Wait, yn” Jungkook stood up with you, following you to the door. “Please let me try to fix us” he whispered.

“There’s no us anymore, Jungkook. I’m sorry. One day, I promise. Anyways,” you shook your head, resetting your emotions, “everything will be different soon. Just give it another few days or so. It will be like none of this ever happened in the first place.”

Jungkook gave you a quizzical look, hurt radiating from his eyes. You turned around, motioning at Jihun to follow you. Once you two were outside you took a deep breath in, letting the cold air fill your lungs, soaking in the sharp sting.

“Are you okay?” Jihun asked.

“I will be.” You looked up at him with a meek smile, grabbing his hand and giving it a small squeeze.

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Oh man i havr no idea what the fuck justhappened tjat was the weirdest fuckin experience of my life

Like the wjole time i was just stuck there awkwardly with her and her boyfriend smoochibf abd theb like.. Ominous sibling silhouette in yhe background. Like they were really goibg at it and it was Big Awkward like holy shit im bad at social situations eveb when it doesnt involve The Little Sis I Have Never Met showing her bra to some dude

Lol straight couples can get away with SUCH extreme pda in public holy shittt

But when we did get to talk it was okay?? It was so awkward but in a different way?? Like one second its pervy jokes with ur honey and then 'yeah my dad raped me yeah mine beat me black and blue'. Fuck i hoped at least her dad would turn out good, fuckin hell she's been all alone and i was never there to help her and fuvking CHRISt how can she be happy to see me instead of angry??

And fuck i was broke as shit so i had to borrow money from my goddamn estranged sister to catch the fuckin bus and NOW IM ALREADY ON THE BUS i get a message from a friend lending me the money

Aaaa take it back bro its already too late yooo

Wtf man what do i even say about this day

At one point they randonly changed into fancy drese for no reason?? Just 'hey heres my boyfriends housr' then they got out a men in black costume and a cobstruction workers costume?? Just cos itd be more fun walking me to yhe bus that way??

Also we broke into the park and set a bunch of candy on fire and just sat around the candy fire talking about being horribly abused by mum and also how our cat died and how we barely even recognise each other anymore and we both think we're a piece of shit and the other one is gonna be dissappointed in us. Around a fire. Of candy. Under the swings of my childhood park. Then her bf tried to kick a bottle of coke on top of the roof and hurt his ankle. Have i become a Normal Teen now???

God i was just near silent the whole time it was SO AWKWARD

But i have her phone number now and also her pokemon go friend code??? So i guess hopefully we can keep in touch and maybe have less awkwardness next time???

Aaaaaaaa

[bookdorp]

A Court of Winds and Ruin; Prologue and Chapter 1 & 2

So, I started A Court of Wings and Ruin by Sarah J. Maas, and this will be the second time I read it. I don’t remember too much from my first read, only the big moments. And that I was kind of disapointed with how everything went down. Still, I’d like to read A Court of Silver Flames because I don’t like giving up on series that I do like, even if they’re not perfect.

I thought I’d write out my thoughts while reading ACOWAR, which is usually a few chapters per day. 

ALSO MANY SPOILERS AHEAD

The Prologue thing about Rhys. Not sure why it has to be there but I guess it’s because there’ll be a war with Hybern and Rhys is having bad memory flash backs. I don’t remember from my first read if there’ll be more about this later in the book but I hope so. Rhys dealing with memories of a previous war sounds interesting.

Chapter one finds Feyre at the Spring Court. A spy and infiltrator and stuff. Feyre thinks back a lot about what happened at the end of ACOMAF with her sisters. She hates Tamlin, obviously and ofcourse, for making a deal with Hybern. That was a horrible move Tamlin. I might understand some of your reasoning for wanting Feyre back out of the claws you think Rhys has her in, but selling out to Hybern is NOT GOOD. And I’m wondering where the smart Tamlin from ACOTAR went. He was a lot more cunning then. We’re supposed to believe he’s suddenly so stupid that he makes a deal with Hybern? Luckily, I remember from my first read that Tamlin is playing the long game here and plans on double crossing Hybern. It’s nice to know this while reading ACOWAR for the second time. It makes more sense for why Tamlin is so pliant to Hybern. He’s trying to gain their trust so he can use that informatino against them later.

Which, to me, says that his biggest mistake is not telling Feyre he’s playing his own game with Hybern. But then again, maybe he doesn’t trust Feyre after the time she spend in the Night Court, which, to him, is still an evil place because Rhys wants the world to believe it’s an evil place. so I guess I sort of understand why he doesnt’ trust Feyre entirely. 

COMMUNICATION IS KEY

I really don’t like how everything about the Spring Court is now bad in Feyre’s eyes. And smell. It’s not the roses’ fault they smell like roses. It feels like just because she now hates Tamlin (which is her good right) she needs to hate everything about the Spring Court. She loved it in ACOTAR, so it’s just hate for the sake of hating I think. 

It’s the same with Tamlin. She hates him so now he has no good qualities at all. Everything about him is bad now. All the good things he did in ACOTAR have been turned into a bad things, as if he was a monster from the beginning? Tamlin has done good things. He does care about his people and his court. Did everyone forget what he did for Alis? What he did for Feyre’s family?

I kind of wish Feyre would remember good things too instead of hating the scent of roses and hating the blue sky. How interesting would it be to read about her return to the Spring Court, wanting to tear it down, and then see her struggle with the good things that happened there, the good in Tamlin she had forgotten about. It would be interesting to read about that kind of struggle inside herself. To love good memories but hate present pain. 

Ianthe is evil though, no doubt about that. In case anyone forgot, Ianthe was the one who gave Feyre’s sisters to Hybern. NOT Tamlin. NOT Lucien. I don’t remember what happened to Ianthe but I hope it hurt.

Lucien knows something is up. And he’s his cunning self again. Doesn’t trust Feyre but knows she’s his only chance at meeting his Mate again. See! Struggle in characters is interesting! This is why Lucien is a fun characters to read about. He’s so grey. I know we’re supposed to think Rhys is grey but he’s obviously not. Lucien is GREY all through.

Chapter two has the Hybern twins in the Spring Court. The twins are creepy, but we don’t know much about them yet. 

Anyone else feel like Feyre really is not as sneaky or smart or cunning as she thinks she is? And why does everything she does or says have to be explained to us. We know why she’s pretending to be nice to Tamlin. We know why she says this or that. We don’t need to to be explained each time that she trying to set them all up against eachother to bring the Spring Court down. We know she’s trying to gain his trust to them break it! Show it through your writing. Stop explaining it! Trust your readers to be smart enough to figure things out. 

Still love Lucien and love to watch him struggle.

And only one mention of Alis? Alis, who was Feyre’s friend in ACOTAR, who helped her reach UTM in ACOTAR, who helped her in ACOMAF and only asked Mor to take care of her when she was taken away? And all we get is a mention of how Alis did her hair? There are good people in the Spring Court too, but Feyre hates Tamlin too much, so she doenst’ think about them. At least not yet, maybe we’ll get more of it in coming chapters.

How does Feyre suddenly know how to cast nets with her mind by the way? In ACOMAF she couldn’t do any of those things. She could only shield herself, not cast nets. I mean, I like that she’s learned more subtler ways to use magic, but she learned it only in the past month or so? And wouldn’t theb twin Daemati feel that it’s her? Lucien and Tamlin are not Daemati, and thought that was known. Maybe I’m wrong, I guess we’ll find out.

Conclusion so far

I feel a little meh about the first wto chapters. There’s too much comparing to the Night Court. We know you love the Court of Dreams Feyre, and nothing can compare, but to hate every single simple thing about the Spring Court is just petty. And if you want to hate it, just don’t tell me every five sentences. We get it.

And instead of just hating Tamlin all the time, it would be much more interesting if she stied to understand him. Understanding someone doesn’t mean you accept what they did as right, it means understanding their reasons. But she doens’t even try. Maybe that’s because we, the reader, are not allowed to know about Tamin’s double cross yet, but it would have been a perfect time to start leaving bread-crumbs about the double cross.

Readers liiiiike bread-crumbs.

On to the next chapters :D

#A Court of Wings and Ruin #ACOWAR #Sarah J Maas #Feyre #Tamlin #Lucien

[bi-bobbysoxxers]

Hi 👋🏼 whatcha doing for Christmas :)

Awww what a lovely ask to wake up tooo 🥺😭🤲.

So the festivities start for my family on christmas eve. Every year, we have to go to christmas eve mass, it's the one time of year where i have to go. This year has been really aaahhh and idk if i can do it sober so i might honestly down a couple beers before going in, whoops 💁😅 but then after we struggle thru that, we all get to go to my cousin's house where they have this really amazing christmas eve party (this yr limited to just immediate family members) and so much good food and wineee. And then once that is over with, we all go home and pass out for the night all snug in oir beds until christmaa morning, yayyy. That's when we go downstairs in our pjs by the tree and open presents, a truly glorious time hahaha. Then after that my dad usually makes us scrambled eggs and bacon and now this year, we're having my aunt and uncle celelbrate christmas with us on christmas day, so they'll get to our house around noon probably. And then we have a fantastic christmas lunch which is essentially like most thanksgiving dinners, except instead of potato casserole this time we'll switch it up and make mashed potatoess. We'll possibly make turkey over ham, not sure yet? And yesss. Then once everyone's ate, mom will do a lil present swap with our aunts and uncles and theb we all just chill out for a while.

I also have one more reason to be excited for christmas day, and thar's cause my friend is gonna be in town and she's gonne drop my laptop off at my house and we'll do an item swap since i have her blanket. Im SO excited to get my laptop back, i wanna write more ficc ive been readong a lot of good ones lately and i wanna try finishing a couple of wips. Oh also once i get my computer back i can post my asadaisuga story i wrote for a friend and put it up on ao3, so yes, many things to be excited for this time around!

#thanks for the ask! #sorry it was long hahha #asks #elo speaks

[sneezytay-blog]

Always

Adam smiled to himself as he watched Taylor walking out of the plane, making his way to him. It had been one month, one month since she had gone to Europe on tour  and, even though they had been talking and facetiming every time they could, time differences made it hard, and he had missed her more than ever. They had talked on the phone that morning before she jumped on the plane and she´d sounded a little down, she wasn´t feeling very good, said she was coming down with a bit of a cold, so he went to pick her up as a surprise, and was ready to take her home to have a nice and relaxing weekend cuddling together before she had to go back touring. He had a show in Vegas scheduled, but besides that, they could spend all their time together in bed.

She saw him and the biggest smile formed in her face, she was definitly not expecting him to be here, and she went straight to his arms

“God, I missed you so much baby” He told her as he wrapped his arms around her in a strong hug

“Hmm, bissed you so buch *snff*” She answered congested, voice muffled in the crook of his neck “This whole bonth was dor-*snghff* torture” She broke the hug and gave her nose a small blow

“My poor girl, you sound really bad, let´s just go home and take care of you okay?” He told her and brought her to his arms again

“´Kay, *snff* you really surbrised be, I wasdn´t exspectigh you here” She put her arms around his neck once more, not ready to be separated from him just yet.

“Did I?” He told her and brought their lips together to give her a kiss

*snfff* baby you shouldn't be kissihg be if you wadda play that show domorrow, I *snff* I'b sure I ab codtagious" she said and started looking in her purse for a new tissue

"Tay do you really think that I'd be able to stop myself from kissing you after a month without you? Because I'm not" he said and lifted her chin to kiss her again, not caring at all about her cold germs. They broke apart and he grabbed her hand and led them to the parking lot.

"Baby?*snghf*  Do youh huh.. *snghf* habe ady tissues? I cadt find bore" She asked and wiped her nose on her sleeve

"I have some in the car baby, are you out?" In that moment a flashlight and the sound of a clicking camera startled them

"Oh fugkh" He hard Taylor say and felt her hiding her head in his chest

"It's okay baby, we are almost there" he told her sniffling girlfriend

. He suddenly felt her stop moving and looked at her, eyes narrowed, she slowly raised her free hand back to her face, hovering an inch or so in front of her nose and mouth as her breath huffed softly in her chest. “Hhh...hhih...hhetxchew!! *Snfl*...ughh, Sorry.” The clicking sounds and flashes increasing and they could hear the camera men asking questions.

"God bless you, love" she felt Adam kissing her hair as she wiped her nose on the damp and overused tissue.

They finally reached the car and Adam opened the door for her, they both climbed on the backseat as one of Taylor's bodyguards was driving them to his house

"Hhuh...uhh'IIISHHEW!! Iiihh—iiihshhxt!!! *Snfl.*hihh—iiihshhxt!!! *snghf.* Taylor sneezed wetly into her hands and wiped her dripping nose on her sleeve

"Bless you baby, here" Adam reached in his bag for a box of tissues he had brought for her

"*snghf*...Thadks" She took a couple of tissues and blew loudly as Adam rubbed her back "Ughh, I just wadt to go hombe,” she whined and buried her face on Adam's shirt

"I know baby, we're almost there. Did you take any medicine today?"

"I took sobe Advil id the bordig *snff* but I jusd *snghff* I didn't feel this bad, I was fide udtil I woke ub id the *snhfl* in the plane. I thidk they had the air conditioner on ahd it gohh.... uhh.. hhuh*snfl*...huuh'chhhshxt!!! ehh.. ehhhtshOOoo!! Ughhh *snfff* it got be like this" She closed her eyes and pressed the tissue hard against her red nose. “Aahhh...ehhhtshOOoo!!! *Snf, snfl.*”

"Bless you baby" Adam kissed her head and handed her another tissue "You sound really bad, do you want me to call a doctor when we get home?" He asked sweetly as she continued blowing her nose

"Doe babe, id's dot dessesary, I *snghhf* jusd deed a *snhfl* a good dight of sleeb ahd a warb bed , Id's jusd a liddleh ehh *snff* ehhhtshOOoo hitchhheEw! *snff* *snff* a liddle cold" She grabbed another tissue from the box on Adam's lap and blowed her stuffy nose

"Little cold? Really baby?" Adam laughed "You have the worst cold Tay, if not the flu"

"I ab fide, jusd souhd worse than I feel" Adam looked at her skeptical

"You are not fine, but I'm gonna take really good care of my sick, beautiful, sneezy patient. I'm a really good doctor, you know?" He smiled at her and she craked one small smile too

"I'b dot godda argue with thad, *snghf* I'b sure your cuddles cad bake be feel a lot bedder *snfff*"

They finally arrived home and Adam opened the door for them, letting Taylor in first

Aaht'chhew!! Aah-aahtchhiew!!! *Cough*cough,* *snfl*...'CHHISHX!!!” She shivered and took all the used tissues from her pockets to throw in the trash

Hhh—hh—hhhehchhiew!! *Snfl*...ughhh is id be or id's freezidng here *snfl*...aah'chhhshxt!!!”

"It's you baby, bless you, maybe you have a fever, just go straight to bed and I'll be up in a minute to take your temperature and give you more medicine, okay?" He put a hand in her cheek caressing it

Uh...*snfl*...uh-huh,” the blonde  nodded, pinching her nose between her thumb and forefinger and turning away from Adam “Hhh...hhuh...aah'iiishOOoo!!! Ughh, I'mb sorry I'b so gross" She wiped her nose with a new tissue Adam had passed her

" I still think you're pretty cute,” Adam grinned, wiggling his eyebrows as he wrapped both arms around her girlfriend's neck, and kissed her full on the lips, ignoring the dribble of watery snot that smeared across her upper lip as he did so.

"Stob id!! I dod't wadt you to catch this" she told him seriously, the last thing she wanted was to give this cold to him while he was being so good to her

"I don't care, I just want to enjoy this weekend with my sick girlfriend and make her feel good again, and if that means giving her kisses and cuddles while passing tissues, then I'll do it" He said with a cheeky grin that never failed to convince her, while leaning in to give her an other kiss on the lips "besides," he said, lips almost touching, his breath hitching her nose "I never get sick, so.." he ends the space and gives her a hard kiss, but her nose had other ideas. Her breath hitched in the middle of the kiss and she turned away "Aaaheshhiew!!! *Snfl*...aah'tchhOOoo!!”She couldn't help the desperate sniffle between sneezes, though it did absolutely nothing to quell the itch that flooded her cold-stuffed red nostrils. "I'b *snghhff* I'mb so sorry baby, This is so gross I'b sor-" he stopped her with an other kiss

"Don't worry baby, I like your sneezes, now go to bed and get under the covers, I'll come up in a minute"

"You wod't like theb adymore whed they are cobihg frob you" He laughed and kissed her hair as she started climbing the stairs.

Adam entered the room a couple of minutes later to find his beautiful girl already in bed under the covers

"Here baby, take this" He offered the medicine while putting down a tray with a glass of water and a cup of lemon tea

"Thadk you, love" Taylor took the medicine and a small sip of the tea, the steam of the warm tea tickling her red nose. Taylor sniffled wetly a couple of times "*snghf* baby? Cad you *snhff* gibe be a tissue?" She whipped her nose on her sleeve,

"Of course baby, here" Adam grabbed the box of tissues and took a couple out for her

“Th-thadks,” Taylor hitched softly, accepting the offering and pinching it lightly to her leaky nose "Uhh...*snfl*...hhuhhh...uhh'tchxshh!!! *Snfl.*” The poor girl shivered as she sneezed and Adam passed her more tissues

"My poor sick baby" Adam cooed and started showering her with small kisses, first one one the side of the head, then on her cheeks, neck and on the side of her mouth. He got up and went to get a wet cloth to cool down her fever

"Here baby, lie down, we have to get your fever down" He took the tray with the cup of tea from her and put the wet cloth on her forehead making her shiver

"Gosh this is so *snffl* so cold" She shivered and wiped her nose "heehh hee hetchHhxX *sgrhfff* haaa ahh haatchiXx heetCHhrX" she tried to stifle her sneezes as Adam was very close and she didn't wanna hit him with spray "By god, how did I ged so sigck hitchHEw hercH'ieww! I jusd wadted to *snghrf* to habe a *snhff* a dice couple of days with ehh *sniff* withhh he HehEISHOOoo! *sghrfff!* with you ahd *snff* and dow I'b stugck id this beh- bedh uhh! *snfff* huu'eiISHOOoo!" Taylor complained

"Baby it's okay, we're still having a good time cuddling in bed. It's just you have been working non stop and this is your body telling you to stop and relax" he kissed her hair and she wiped her nose with a fresh tissue

“I doe, id´s *snghrf* it´s jusd that why this of all weekedhs of the year, we jusd habe odehh heeh´tcHeWw! *snghhf* sorry, one weekend in a month ahd I wanted tooh.. huuh hut´CHheEw! *snghrf* to edjoy this, ahd dow I cad´t even kiss you properly” She grabbed another tissue and blew her nose loudly

“And we´re spending this weekend in bed together, and there isn´t anywhere else i rather be than holding you in my arms, i guess there´s just no jumping in the pool or going to the beach for you, but i can still give you kisses” He leand in and gave her a big kiss on the lips

“Love you so buch baby *snghf* thahh. ahh hatch´xChHx *snghrff* thadk you for takihg care of be” She told him and gave him a kiss on the cheek

“Love you too, always”

  HI GUYS! Maybe i´ll write a little series out of this, like a couple more of parts, tell me what you think and if you have request

#tayvin fanfiction #taylor swift fanfiction #fanfiction #sneeze fanfic #sneeze fic #sickfic #sneezefic

[avengeultrons]

Title: A MilkShake Date (Part 8 Back to the Future(Reader x Peter Parker) 

Summary: The reader and Peter are finally off on a date! A date that has to, of course, be ruined by certain devastating news.

Word Count: 1330

A/N: YAY I HAVE FINALLY POSTED! It’s been a crazy emotional whirlwind of a week but I’M HERE! I hope you guys enjoy :) 

Part 9

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“Where are you off to?” Tony hardly peeked over the book he was reading to see you speed walking to the elevator, the heeled boots you were wearing giving you away instantly.

You tugged at the sleeve of your blouse, your blouse from home, nervously. A sheepish smile made its way to your face, “Milkshakes, with Peter. I have money and I'll be careful and I'll be home by ten. Bye!” the elevator arrived just in time, right before Tony could ask any questions.

“They grow up so fast, don't they?” Bruce snickered from the cushioned chair opposite of Tony, rolling his eyes. He was becoming so incredibly attached to you and had taken you under his wing; Bruce knew that it would be hard for him to see you go when the time came.

The time was arriving a lot quicker than all of you had hoped. Natasha ran in breathlessly, looking all disheveled. She tossed her bag over her shoulder and grabbed an ice pack, pressing it to her cheek. Both Tony and Bruce gaped at her. She looked positively bitter as she collapsed onto the couch, glaring at them, “So, when were you going to tell me that Y/N was from the forties? Oh, right! You weren't! You were just going to wait until a HYDRA jackass cornered me in an alley and threatened me for information!”

“Peter, this very important. Stop laughing!” you took a slurp of chocolate malt and shook your head while he shook was laughter across from you, “Pancakes or waffles? This is a make or break, sir.”  

He rolled his eyes and pretended to ponder his answer, his brows furrowed as he thought, “Can I please choose both? The world would be terrible if we could only have one,” he laughed. You had to nod in agreement, stealing a fry from his plate.

“Okay, my turn to ask a question,” Peter announced, taking a big gulp from his cold glass of cherry cola. You laughed at him, sitting back in your seat to take it all in. You were on a date, in the twenty-first century, with a boy who actually liked you.   

A groan escaped your lips as your phone started ringing off the hook. Only three people had your number; Peter, Tony, and Natasha, “Hold that thought, please. Sorry,” you sighed, clicking to accept the call from Tony.

He was yelling into your ear so loudly that you had to pull your phone away. It was frantic, panicked shouting that made your face fall and a rock drop in your stomach.

“Y/N, what's wrong? Are you okay?” your eyes stung with tears and you tried to mumble incoherent replies to keep Tony at bay. If that was possible.

You shook your head, pulling cash out of your bag as you grabbed your things, “You're kidding, right? How do they know? I-I'm so sorry, tell Natasha I'm sorry. I'm coming home, we’ll figure out what to do?” a shaky sigh escaped your lips as Tony ended the call before you could get a word of goodbye in, “I can't believe this is happening.”

“Y/N, wait. What's wrong, what's happening? I thought we were having fun. Is everything okay? Jeez, you're shivering,” it was true, you were shaking from the cold. Peter draped his jacket over your shoulders and jammed his hands into his pocket, “You look like you've seen a ghost.”

A shaky sigh escaped your lips, “I-I'm sorry,” you tremored as you said it. Your whole world was crumbling around you. Everything was coming to a sudden halt. Well, everything except you. You were sent flying over the edge, “I’m scared,” you told him. His eyes softened as he looked at you, your own eyes sparkling with tears shining from the streetlights. Peter took your hand in his nervously, giving it a gentle squeeze.

The short walk home was long and dreadful. Your impending doom awaited you, just one short elevator ride away. You would have to leave and go back to 1946. Away from the lavish, exhilarating life of 2017. Away from the tower, the bustling city life of the twenty first century. Away from Tony, Natasha and Wanda. Peter.

You sighed as the elevator doors slid open, “I have to tell you something and...just don't get mad. Please,” Peter took your hand and nodded, insinuating that it was the silliest thing in the world. Whatever you were going to say surely couldn't be that bad.

“We have to figure out what we’re going to do, Y/N. What's our next step? Natasha was pissed, but not at you. She loves you. I really don't want-ugh, Y/N I really don't want you to leave,” Tony’s eyes widened as he saw the person standing next to you, the last person who’s supposed to know about your secret.

You bit your bottom lip, looking over at Peter wearily, “What’s our next step for what? Is there a mission? I can do it, Mr. Stark. I really can,” his face lit up, eyes as bright as his future. You sighed and shook your head, pulling him off to the side.

“I’m the mission, Peter. We have to figure out the next step for my mission,” the two of you slowly tiptoed out to the terrace, the cold night air brisk on your face. It nipped at your exposed skin, wicked away at your tears.

He laughed, his head cocked to the side. It would've been cute in a different setting, “I don't understand,” he said, his chin resting in his hand. You weren't sure how Peter was still looking at you like you were the greatest human on earth. You were a liar.

“Remember when we first met? You asked me when I was from, and we both laughed like it was a joke,” you could see his eyes widen as he suddenly started to put two and two together, “I’m not from this time, Peter. I...I traveled through time to get here?” Saying it made it all real. You sounded like some creepy wizard in an unknown land, or a troll blocking a bridge in a make believe board game world.

Peter laughed nervously, tugging at the collar of his tee that suddenly felt like it was suffocating him. It was all so confusing, “You're a time traveler? Wait, what? Are you saying that time travel is real? When are you from? Are you even related to Mr. Stark?” he slid down the wall to a sitting position, you following suit.

“Well, yes time travel is real. I'm from the year 1946 and I'm not related to him, I work with his dad,” you watched Peter look down at the ground, trying to process everything.

His eyebrows were furrowed as he thought, sighing quietly, “Awesome,” Peter said, looking up at you with bright, wide eyes. He truly was awestruck, that was the only moment you'd ever seen the word ‘awesome’ being used correctly. You shook your head abruptly, swiping a tear off of your cheek.

“The HYDRA base I was held at? They know. And Mr. Howard Stark said that if anyone find me out I'd have to go back,” you were talking quickly to keep from crying, but it wasn't really working. You were crying skyways.

Peter nodded slightly, taking your hand in his, “It-It’s going to be fine,” he said, a rock forming in the pit of his stomach. You rested your head on his shoulder and shut your eyes, feeling the weight of your secret releasing. So much for a great date.

“Y/N?” Natasha tiptoed out onto the terrace, a grimace on her face. You knew exactly what she was going to say, but you could also tell that there was no way she could say it. You clambered to your feet and smiled weakly at Peter, “Tony needs to talk to you. We need to figure out what to do.”

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[bangtangurlarmy]

Translator Problems [Part 2] || Taehyung

Requested by - @theb-tchyidol Here you go lovely <3

Pairing - Kim Taehyung x Reader (ft. BTS)

Genre - Fluff, Humor

Summary - When asked about pranks, the boys do a great job at remembering you. But when it’s your turn to answer a question, you do a better job at leaving them embarrassed on live television (and they’re completely clueless)

‘We’re going live in…five,’ The producer yelled, everybody scurrying around as he held up five fingers in the air, counting down silently. With every finger that folded, the make up artists stepped away from the set and the hair stylists did their final touches right in time as the producer’s last finger folded back into his fist.

The camera was rolling, and all of you - the seven boys and yourself - faced the female interviewer whose name you surprisingly remembered.

Coming to Japan for the second time proved to be much of a hassle since your group had gotten more renowned, and you didn’t think there was even a single day when you didn’t have any interviews.

You pretty much enjoyed interviews, especially if the interviewer had a good sense of humor, and you knew she did - you remembered her name because of that.

As she spilled question after question, all the boys - especially Namjoon - answering with interest and perkiness, you occasionally spewing your own answers as well, time flew by.

Within half an hour, you’d all begun answering questions sent in by the fans, and to say they were interesting was definitely a hilarious understatement.

“Who pranks the most, and who falls for them the most?”- the interviewer read out of a card, -“By Y/N/N” Not only did the question make everybody laugh, but the username of the fan made Jungkook almost fall off his chair.

'So, is there?’ A playful twinkle danced in the interviewer’s eyes and you knew what the boys would say before they’d even opened their mouths.

'We’re know for a fact that Y/N falls for them the most - but she’s not to blame, we usually play collective pranks on her.’ Namjoon chuckled which soon turned into a fit of laughter. The others joined in later, Jimin throwing himself on top of you as he giggled.

You had to admit, it was funny - but Jin’s laugh that Jungkook had so artfully named 'the windshield wiper laugh’ made you crack harder. The interviewer and the crew seemed to enjoy it as well.

'Any instances?’ She managed to ask as she let out another laugh.

'There was this one time,’ Hoseok began but couldn’t finish his sentence. He said it was too funny.

'We’d pretended we didn’t know that Y/N knew Japanese and English.’ Jimin continued for him. 'And it almost drove her to the brink of throwing a plate at us.’ The boys laughed together, and you blushed so hard you were sure they’d definitely caught your red-tipped ears on camera.

'Speaking-’ The interviewer chuckled, ’-speaking of knowing languages, there’s this other question for you, Y/N, about your multilingual talent: How are you fluent in three different languages?’

You silently thanked for the minor distraction before you proceeded to answer the question, 'Well, my parents were settled in England by the time I was born, so I learned English that way. As for Japanese, I was just too done with subtitles while watching Animes - so I learned it. And I’m a Korean by birth.’ You explained.

'And they knew it when you met them first - right?’ She asked you and you were about to tell her yes, when your mind seemed to have other ideas.

'They did, actually. But of course, they love pranking me just because I fall for it. But perhaps they do it so that I don’t let the fans know about how much they fall for pranks themselves,’ You joked, winking at the camera. You heard Taehyung snicker from beside you and you knew he was aware of where you were leading the answer.

'Is that so?’ Humor danced in the interviewer’s eyes.

'To be honest,’ You began in Japanese, giving the interviewer a look to remain quiet while you pretended to narrate a story that was nothing but you explaining a completely different scenario - a scenario where a fan had given you a lovely album.

But with the way the boys were staring at you or glancing at each other, sweating profusely with their own minds trying to comprehend what exactly you were saying, you were absolutely enjoying it - so was the the lady opposite you. You even began insulting them very subtly by letting slip a few of their embarrassing moments like when Jimin had slept so soundly that he hadn’t noticed there were all sorts of drawings on his face - and hadn’t noticed it by next morning. Or when the laptop crashed thanks to the whole lot of 'videos’ stashed in it by none other than the leader. Perhaps deleting most of Jungkook’s Overwatch characters was the best prank you’d ever pulled off. You watched as Jungkook eyed you the moment he heard the word ‘overwatch’ spill from your lips - you were so, so, so begging for trouble.

'I’m sure what she’s saying isn’t true,’ Jin interrupts with an awkward laugh and you couldn’t help but giggle. Only the viewers and the interviewer along with the whole crew knew what you were saying. Even Namjoon seemed troubled with translating your speech.

'Revenge is always a dish served cold, ARMY.’ You winked at the camera again and of course, you knew you were in too deep shit. But hey, that’s what maknaes are for, right?

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[imagine-master]

Lost in Marvel  (Part 5/?)

Avengers x Reader, Tony x Reader (Platonic)

Word count: 1,200+ 

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8 (Coming soon)

(Not my gifs)

“Is there something wrong (Last Name)?” Nick asks as he turns towards you ‘Didn’t Pietro…’.

“No it’s…it’s nothing” You answer quietly. You could feel Tony watching you, he knew something was up and was probably going to ask you about it later.

“Do you really think speedy is a good choice? He’s just a kid” Steve asks crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yes, he’s about the same age as (Last Name), I’m sure they’ll get along just fine” Nick answers.“Well that settles this meeting” Fury says picking up his papers and tablet and leaving the room

“See ya later” Steve says as he follows Nick.

“You wanna tell me what that was about?” Tony asks as you pull out of your chair to get up.

“On my Earth Pietro…died” His eyes widen as you answer.

“Do want me to have a word with Nick?” He says getting up from his seat.

“No I’m actually really happy, I’m glad this world isn’t like how I’d thought it’d be” You gave Tony a small smile before walking out the meeting room with him following you not that far behind. “So what do I do now? Go see Bruce about my Healing factor?”

“No, what you need to do is have a bath, eat dinner and get straight to bed, you need your rest after what happened today”

“Pffft Okay Dad” The two of you giggle and your terrible comeback.

“Don’t tempt me I can adopt you” You look up at him slightly shocked but he continues to laugh. “And as for where you’ll be staying, you’ll be moving into Avengers Tower, with the rest of the team”

“Really? But I’m not even an Avenger? You sure it’s okay?” You ask a bit surprised that they’ve taken you in so quickly.

“It was my decision” you were taken aback by his response.

“Thank you, Tony, you’ve done so much for me an-“ You could feel your eyes slowly tear up and before you could even finish Tony had cut you off and pulled you into an warm hug.

“Hey, shhh, It’s no problem kiddo” He says whilst rubbing you back.

“Sorry I didn’t think I’d get so emotional” You take a step back whilst wiping away your tears from your cheek.        

“There’s nothing wrong with that, now why don’t we head home?” He says wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“Yeah”

After a great ride on Tony ’s helicopter to the Avengers tower (You felt like throwing up about 5 times) and seeing New York from above which was awesome, you slowly get out of the helicopter trying your best not to fall, the strong gust of wind pushed your (Colour) hair strands over your face making it hard for you to see.

And here you finally were at the Avengers Tower, home to all Avengers. It was a lot better than you expected ‘The other are probably in this building!’ You could feel the goosebumps start to appear on your arms as you followed Tony into the building.

“Welcome home Mr. Stark and Ms (Name)” F.R.I.D.A.Y says as the two of you make your way through the facility.

“Hey Friday, wheres everyone else? I specifically told them to be here for dinner” Tony asks.

“Ms. Romanoff is returning soon from her mission while Mr. Barton is away with his family and Mr. Rogers, Mr. Wilson and Mr. Barnes are on their way-“ Tony’s AI continued to talk as you stopped in what seemed like a living room.

“What about the Maximoff twins?”

“Ms. Maximoff is training with vision in the training room and as for Mr. Maxi-“ before F.R.I.D.A.Y. could finish a strong gust off wind rushed passed you resulting pushing you back slightly.

“Pietro! What have I told you about-“ You quietly watch from behind Tony as he scolds Pietro.

“-Running? Sorry couldn’t help myself” unable to hold yourself you let out a few giggle catching Pietro’s attention. “So your (Name) the new girl?” You give him a shy smile ‘Two words, MIND BLOWN!’

“Yeah that’s me”

“Heard your not from around here, that true?” He asks taking a step closer looking intensely at you.

“Yeah I’m from another Earth, parallel, not really sure ” You

“Cool, I’m Pietro, Fury assigned me to be your-“

“-Babysitter” You cut him off making him laugh ‘Oh my god his laugh is adorable as f***’.

“Hey guys we got the food!” You turned around to see Sam Wilson AKA Falcon walking beside Steve and Bucky 'Calm down (Name) two avengers at the same time, no big deal’

“You guys took way too long” Tony says taking the pizza boxes  from Sam and making his way towards the large table.

“(Name) right?” Sam says standing next to you.

“Yeah that’s me and your Sam” the two of you shake hands and get to know each other.

“Go to see you doing okay (Name), heard about what happened today” Bucky says handing you a plate with two pizza slices “Grabbed you some before that speedster ate them all”

“You should’ve seen the other guy and thanks Bucky” You say whilst taking the plate.

“Why didn’t you grab any for me Buck?” Sam asks as he tries to take a slice off Bucky’s plate only to get it slapped away.

“Get your own food” Bucky replied making you giggle as the two continued to argue.

“I hope those two aren’t causing too much trouble for you?” You turn to see Natasha Romanoff casually standing next to you and taking a bite out of her pizza ‘How did I not notice her!!'

“N-no, not at all” You give her a nervous smile and try your best not scream ‘It’s only Natasha Romanoff one of the best spies and assassins in the world!’ “Erm did your mission go well Ms. Romanoff?”

“Call me Natasha and yeah, It’s nice to finally the person who came from an another world, (Name) right?”

“Yeah, it’s nice to finally nice to meet you too, I’m a big fan”

“I can tell, don’t be so nervous we’re all friends here” She says before patting your back and walking off towards the others. As the others continued to catch up amongst themselves you felt as if you were an anomaly, which was completely true this wasn’t your world, you didn’t belong here, not with them.

Without being noticed you made your way out of the room and made your way through the hallway maybe a walk would help clear your depressing mood.

“Good evening Ms. (Name), do you require any assistance?”  F.R.I.D.A.Y. asks as you wander around.

“Yeah actually, could you tell me where my room is? I think I’m gonna call it a night"

“Of course”

Most of the Avengers had all said their goodbyes and left, the only two that remained where Natasha and Tony. Natasha took this opportunity to finally talk to Tony after setting her book on the coffee table she made her way towards him.

“Tony, we need to talk” He looks up at Nat from his tablet.

“About what?”

“(Name)”

“Had a feeling you’d say that”

“She’s good, escaped HYDRA twice, and with practice could become a great member of our team”

“You think I don't already know that? Let the kid settle in before making future plans, she may know us but we don’t know much about her” He says running a hand through his hair.

“What does that mean?” She says folding her arms over her chest.

“Never mind, can we talk about it some other time?” Tony says getting up from his seat and making his way out of the room.

“Sure” Natasha says to herself.

Hey guys sorry I haven’t posted any parts in a while but I hope this makes up for it, let me know if you enjoyed it or if you’d liked to be tagged in upcoming parts! Peace out!

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[inspirationalhoodie-blog]

First Love // Jungkook Angst

A/N: I’m a first timer at doing angsts on tumblr but I hope you’ll like this one. I did my best

Summary: “ Where did we go wrong?” You say with your voice shaking. He looked tired, tired of you.

Word count: 715 Genre: Romance, angst

You wake up this morning with a smile on your face knowing Jungkook was just beside you. His arms wrapped around your waist as he sleeps soundly, his whole being was yours. You turn to face him and surprisingly he is also awake. You see his sleepy eyes, and he said “ Good morning baby~” you smiled and replied “ Good morning, did you sleep well?”

He moved his hand from your waist to your face cupping it and said “ As long as I’m beside you, I always sleep well~” You lean in to kiss his forehead. You stand up and look into the brightness of the window beside you. He followed, looking into where you are staring at. “It’s time for breakfast let’s go” you say while getting out of bed.

You are in the kitchen making french toast, his favorite breakfast, and coffee for both of you. You turn around and surprised seeing him standing right behind you. You are leaning on the counter and facing each other. You suddenly become tense because it’s been awhile since you’ve been this close. Excluding when you’re sleeping. He puts his arms around your waist saying “ I wanna sleep more baby~” with the look on his face. You take the finished toast behind you and put it in his mouth. “ Sleepyhead, it’s time for work” You say. He takes the toast out of his mouth and lean to kiss you. You kiss him back. You smile “ Coffee is ready let’s eat?” You both go to the table, and sat across each other. You place your chin on your hand and stare at him while deliciously eating. You think “I’m so lucky to have you Jungkook, I love you. Please don’t leave me”

He catches you staring and you quickly look away embarrassed. “ Why what’s the matter?” He asks.

“ Nothing, I was just thinking how lucky I am to have a man like you,” you look into his eyes “Don’t leave me okay?”

The words that came out of his mouth were the words you never want to forget.

Of course, I love you” —

But people change. You can’t believe that that those days went by so fast, and things changed you don’t know how to catch up.

You and jungkook are sitting across the table once again. The only difference is that you still love him and he doesn’t anymore. Tears were inevitably streaming down your cheeks, hoping he’ll wipe it like the way he did before. You want to say something but the pain repeatedly stabbing your heart stops you.

You look at him through the tears climbing up your eyes. He’s just there. Looking down not being able to look at you in the eye. Theb he said “Let’s stop this. We’re wasting time y/n.” You blink and all the tears disappeared from your view.

“ Where did we go wrong?” You say with your voice shaking. He looked tired, tired of you.

“ Answer me Jungkook, where?” Your voice begins to harden. Your heart feels heavy, sinking.

“ y/n, I don’t want to hurt you anymore. Please just let go. We’re not meant to last long and that’s it.” He says it so casually your heart just breaks into pieces.

“ Why?” You say as if you’re begging him to comeback. You’re head is full of questions.

“ What happened to us? Jungkook why did you let go so easily?” Before he can even reply you say once more “How can you let go ?”

“ I love you y/n b-” you cut him off.

“ Yea of course you do. But not enough for you to stay.” You stare into his eyes. Seeing the guilt build up in him. You are still wishing that the say that it’s just all a joke. That he still loves you the way he did yesterday.

“I’m so sorry if I hurt you. I’m really sorry.” He stands up and leaves. You just can’t accept why. As you close your eyes, you remember the words he used to say.

“ I love you forever babyyy, goodnight”. “ Did I tell you that you’re my first love?” “ I can’t sleep without you love come home :

First love, you thought. You laughed at yourself saying ” It’s funny to think that I thought I’ll be his last”

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