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delusionalteenagewhispers · 3 years

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Get Away Driver

Fandom: The Devil All The Time

Pairing: Arvin Russell x Reader

Part of a Series: Yes or No

Warnings: Spoilers! Don't read if you haven't watched the movie!/Lots of Angst/Some fluff/Mentions of death/Blood/Murder/Mentions of abuse/Mentions of Rape/Cussing/Gun Violence/Mentions of suicide/Mentions of baby death

Disclaimer: "The Devil All The Time" is not mine, Credit to lovely Creators. GIFS are not mine! Credit to owners!

A/n: HI! I just watched the movie and it is fucking awesome! And I love Tom Holland and now I’m in love with another character he plays, Arvin Russel! Also, I don’t know if they gave a name to the cop who gave Arvin the news about Lenora being preggers but his name is Howard I’m pretty sure, I had looked it up. If I am wrong don’t come after me. Also I think he was in his very early Twenty’s and he was semi friends with Lenora, Arvin and Y/n. Please do not read if you haven’t watched the movie! I hope you like it! Thank you for reading!!

Summary: Y/n knew the young Russels all her life. She knew Lenora the day she was born, courtesy of both their mother’s being great friends. She met Arvin the day he moved there. Y/n loved Lenora like her own sister and Y/n loved Arvin. So when Lenora took her life and Arvin avenge her going on some type of murder spree, she went after him. To help him.

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“ God damn-it Howard, just tell me what yah told the sheriff. Tell me where the fuck yah think he is. And don’t bullshit me either,” Y/n said staring the deputy down with a hard stare, trying to get much needed information out of him. To find her best friend’s brother, to find her friend, to find the stupid boy she was in love with.

“ I can’t tell yah that Y/n, yah know that..”

“ And yah know me, and Arvin. And yah knew Lenora too. Arvin was only doing what he needed to do to protect ‘er, to avenge ‘er,” Y/n knew Howard had always liked Lenora but she was too wrapped up in god and running away from the boys that would torment her at school to notice. Sure, Y/n was using that to her advantage but she needed to use all that she had if she was gonna find Arvin.

“ Don’t yah use that on me, look I care about yah guys. I know Arvin wouldn’t hurt nobody that didn’t deserve it. But I can’t tell yah where he is, and the Sheriff’s got it handled. He can take care of Arvin by himself, he don’t need a girl such as yourself getting in the middle.”

“ But he don’t know Arvin like I do. And that sheriff don’t use ever use his god damn head. I should know with how handled mah daddy,” Y/n and the Sheriff from Knockemstiff weren’t too friendly with one another. Back when Y/n was nothing but youngling, only 13 at the time, Sheriff Bodecker blew the head off her Daddy. Bedecker did protect her and her Mama that night. But Bodecker wasn’t there to help them. He was there for money her father owned him, and the man just wouldn’t give it up. So just seeing the man hit his daughter gave him enough reason to kill him and get his money. Y/n didn’t like how it went down, she’d seen the whole thing. All the yelling and the big shot gun. Got stricken across the face and then, her Daddy being shot.

“ I just know that Sheriff is gonna do somethin’ to sent ‘im off and Arvin might do somethin’ he gonna regret. Please just tell me where yah think he is. I need to find ‘im Howard. I need to find him before he does somethin’ stupid again. Please.”

Howard sighs, looking at the young girl in front of him. She was a good friend, he knew that much and he knew her since they were young. Arvin and him weren’t the best of friends, but they knew each other and that was enough. He knew Arvin cared for Lenora deeply and he’d do anything to protect her. And he knew Arvin loved Y/n, the two were so enamored in the other that they didn’t even know they held the same feelings. But with their feeling, he knew that Y/n was the best bet to help Arvin out of the hole he’s dug himself into.

“ Alright, alright I’ll tell yah. But don’t get yerself killed, Kay?” Y/n nodded happily.

“ We think he went back to Knockemstiff. Where he used to live as a kid, to his old house or somethin’... Now git, and don’t you tell nobody I to-” He was interrupted by the young girl hugging him tight.

“Yah won’t regret this, thank you.” And then she ran to her truck and made her way to knockemstiff, hoping she wasn’t too late to stop Arvin from taking another life if he felt he had to.

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Shit is a word that Arvin repeated over and over again in his head as the Sheriff pointed his shotgun at him, yelling like a mad man. I mean, Arvin would have done the same thing if his sister was killed and in a way he had when he killed the Preacher. The sick fuck had deserved to die.

The Sheriff continued speaking, angry and drunk. Wanting so bad to kill the man who killed his sister. So when he finally found his hiding spot, he tried to shoot him wanting the bastard to die, wanting Arvin Russell to die. But sadly, he would not be getting his drunken revenge. The sheriff shot, trying to shoot the young boy only to shoot the fallen tree protecting Arvin and to get shot himself by the German Luger in Arvin’s hand.

Arvin’s whole body felt shaky after he shot him, he hated the thought that he killed another person, another man. Someone who had family, who had a life unlike the other three he shot and killed. This man was a lawman, and the law would have his head for this. Arvin pulled out a small picture, it was of Sandy Bodecker holding a dead man in her arms. Arvin showed him, so that the Sheriff could see why he had to kill her because if he didn’t, he might’ve of been killed himself. So he sat there as the man died just a few minutes later even though it seemed like hours. Arvin stood up, exhausted and went to grab his Jacket to get ready to take off when he heard his name being shouted by a voice he knew all too well. It was Y/n.

“ Arvin! Arvin Russel! I know yer out here!” Before Arvin could think, he scrambled behind the fallen tree, hoping she’d go away. He didn’t want to pull her into this, hell he’d left a letter for her too. Hoping his Grandmomma would have given it to her. The letter was all about her staying away, but she couldn’t even do that. Arvin knew Y/n was too stubborn to listen when she had her mind set. Y/n never listened to reason when she got her mind set on something else. Which in this place was running after him after he said not to.

“ Arvin please come out! I don’ts got a gun on me or anything. I have money and a truck, I even gots some clothes. I want to help yah. That ol’ sheriff is gonna be here any minute to get yah and I need yah to come with meh.” Arvin realized that she didn’t know the Sheriff already came, and that he shot him. He felt like shit that he was pulling her into this, that she was in this. This mess that he created.

Arvin knew he couldn’t just sit there, expecting that she’d think he wasn’t there Y/n always knew. Arvin always suspected that she knew him better than she knew himself. He spoke, just wanting so badly for to leave him be so that maybe she could be safe,“ Y/n, I need yah to leave. I uh, I’ve done shit things and I don’t wanna pull yah down with me. Please don’t be stubborn for once in yer life and listen to meh.” He heard Y/n sigh, which meant she was close.

“ Arvin, I ain’t leaving. So get your ass up outta whatever place your hiding in before I make yah.” He sighed, he knew he wasn’t gonna be able to do anything to make her leave. He stood up slowly, time seemed to slow down as tears filled her eyes upon seeing him, running at him and hugging him tightly. Arvin wrapped his own arms around her and rested his head onto her shoulder.

“ Yah big, dumb, idiot you...” She said quietly, hugging tightly like he might disappear if she lets go. Arvin sighs, feeling a strange sort of comfort in her arms. It reminded him of the comfort he used to have with mother, when she’d hold him or sing that old song ‘Bessie’. She pulled back before looking down to see the dead body, Sheriff Lee Bodecker.

He heard her sigh,“ Where the Luger?”

Arvin was surprised by how calm she was, seeing a dead body right in front of her. But then again, he knew Y/n. She’d seen things that even he hadn’t seen and he saw his pet dog being crucified and his Daddy taking his own life with a god damn pocket knife. Arvin looks down at the ground, where he buried his poor dog and his Daddy’s gun,“ I buried it.”

“ Good, we don’t need nobody else dying cause yer trigger happy.” Arvin nods his head, not really having anything to say.

“ ‘Kay, go git into the truck, I’ll be up there soon. I need a few minutes to send a few prayers for the man and such.”

“ Look Y/n, yah don’t have to do thi-”

“ Go git in the truck Arvin. We’ll talk in a few. Just go git in the truck.” Arvin sighed, nodding before making his way up the hill to Y/n’s old black pickup. He opened the door and sat in the passengers seat. He knew he could’ve probably dipped out on her, tried to push her away so that she doesn’t get involved in this mess. But he knew no matter how hard he tried, she would just pop right back. Because she loved him, it was clear to him now that she loved him the same way he loved her. I mean, what kind of girl would drive all that way to knockemstiff just to pick up a boy she knew murdered several people. Girls in love.

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Arvin and Y/n sat in silence in the truck. Silence reminded Y/n of her Father. How her and him would sit in his black pickup truck, the same one she now drove in. They’d drive in complete silence, to a place where he could have his way with her when she was nothing but a child.

Y/n thoughts started to wonder, wondering if that's what the preacher did to Lenora, took her to a place in his car where he could get what he wanted, blinded by his sinful acts. She’s seen him do it to the Reaster Girl and he once tried to do with her. But she wasn’t stupid enough to get into a car with a man she just met, with a man that reminded her of a man she longed to forget but always stayed ingrained in her brain.

Men like that are always blinded by sin, no matter how much they say they are a man of god, they are just the devil in disguise using god's name to cover up their tracks for what they do. She thought Lenora would've been safe, but that sadly wasn't god's plan. Arvin stared ahead, trying to keep awake as he tried to figure out something to say when Y/n spoke up," I do this cause I care about yah and yer all I have left. I donts got any family no more. At least nobody in coal creak. Your all I gots left.", the girl had started, causing Arvin to wake up a little. And he looked at her, watching as she gripped the steering wheel, so focused on the road but also focused on making Arvin know her reasons for helping him. For a helping a boy who's killed.

"We aren't blood related but we're friends, we're close enough to be family. Lenora was mah friend, but she was mah family. And what that preacher did, he deserved to die. That man reminded me too much of mah Daddy. I knew he was trouble from the start. I could see the way he did things, it was the same type of things mah daddy did. Those type of men, they always have a pattern. Mah Daddy did, and so did the preacher."

Y/n didn't speak of her father often, sometimes it was too painful to talk about. About the things he did to her and her mother. He'd beat them, and he'd use them in more ways than one. Using them to show off to the world what a man of god he was as the Father of a small Church. Or to use them as servants for his house to be picture perfect, not a thing out of place or there would be a price to pay. Or, he'd use them in the most sinful way of all, through lustful acts. And not just his wife, but his daughter too. Lenora had saved her most times, sneaking her into her home late at night or sometimes in early morning or during the day. And Y/n helped her with the boys at school, trying to get them to leave Lenora alone. It never worked, both Lenora trying to keep Y/n away from her Daddy and Y/n trying to keep Lenora away from the horrid boys at school. But they both tried, and for just that Y/n saw Lenora as family and Lenora saw her as family too.

" Lenora didn’t deserve what happened to her. She was such a bright girl, she my best friend. She always helped, no matter if it was gonna hurt her in the end. She always helped.” Y/n paused, a small memory forming in her head and then into words.

“ Remember how Lenora used to hide me from mah Daddy? She'd sneak me in the window and yah'd hear it and come running to tell us to shut up before we woke up Grandmomma. Then you’d proceed to act like yah didn’t want me there, only throw one of yer shirts at me telling me it wouldn’t be the greatest thing for meh sleep in mah day clothes,” Y/n spoke, a small smile and chuckle leaving her, Arvin watched it. Watched how a memory with not good things embedded into it made her smile. Arvin never understood how Y/n could get so happy just by a single memory. Even memories that weren’t the greatest. Arvin thought it was probably because she didn’t have many good memories, only a few but they always had some type of her hurt in them but she still cherished them as much as she could. Mostly, all memories she had was her trying to save herself and her depressed mother from her Daddy, so not too many were happy. And because of all those no good memories, Arvin rarely ever did see her smile like that, smile with really happiness and not just something phony so no one will worry about her. But Arvin knew, he always did.

He hears her sigh," I wished she would've recognized the signs of a man like that. Of a man like mah father, she knew ‘im, we both pledged to stay away from men like that. But sadly, they always tend to get us one way or another. No matter what their relation is to yah, they always get yah." She pauses, thinking about Lenora for a minute, thinking about how she didn’t deserve that kind of abuse, about how she didn’t deserve to die, to kill herself.

“ What I’m trying to say, is who yah killed, they deserved to die, not the other way around. And thats why I’m helping yah, because yah don’t deserve whatever’ punishment the law’s gonna inflict on yah. You were Lenora’s brother and in a way she was my sister. So I’m looking out for yah, for her.”

Arvin looked down at his hands, the same ones that held a gun, his Daddy’s gun,“ But aren’t I like those men, aren’t I turning into them? I’ve killed, Y/n. Not just the preacher. I’ve killed another man and a women, I’ve killed the Sheriff.”

“ And why did you kill ‘em?”

“ They were gonna kill me. T-the man had a gun, so did his wife. I shot ’im before he could shoot me and I shot his wife too. I had begged her to put down the gun. B-but she wouldn’t. And the Sheriff, he was gonna kill me cause the wife was his sister. ”

“ See, yah only killed to get rid of the horrible people who only intend to hurt yah. Yah killed with reason, not just cause yah were blinded by sin. And that Sheriff, sure he was a lawman, but he was a bad one. He deserved it as much as his sister. So no, yah aren’t like ‘em. That’s why I love yah, stupid. Because yah aren’t like them.” Arvin looked at her, all she did was stare straight ahead, focusing on the road. Arvin knew she had hard times with saying love. Even just saying love to people who were just family or friends. Love scared her, he knew that. It scared him too. Love to kids like them was a scary thing, because it didn’t come often and when it did it was ripped away from them. Slowly Arvin put his hand on her leg, to give her at least some sort of comfort, some sort of touch and maybe he needed the touch as much as she did too.

“ I love yah too, yah know.” He said as he looked out the window.

“ I know.”

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“ Put these on.” Y/n spoke throwing a black t-shirt and Jeans at him, the clothes landing on his head.

“ Why?”

“ Cause, they already know what yer wearing. If yah wear something different it’ll be harder to find yah, plus it’ll be better for yah to wear somethin’ cleaner.” Arvin sighed grabbing the clothes Y/n threw at him.

“ Also, I got somethin’ for yah. Here.” She then throws a pack of cigarettes at him. The pack hitting him square in the face making Y/n laugh.

“ Yah know, yah could always just hand me the stuff instead of throwing it at me.”

“ Well where would the fun be in that?” Y/n said with a smirk and wiggling her eyebrows in a goofy way. It was dark out and Arvin sat in the open back of the truck while Y/n threw stuff at him that she’d packed. Arvin was surprised about how prepared she was. She packed all the necessitates. Like blankets and clothing, even food and water and even money. Arvin was grateful and lucky Y/n came after him, he would’ve been completely lost without her.

“ Now git dressed. I’ll look away, don’t yah worry.” Then made a show of slowly turning around and putting her hands over her eyes. It made Arvin chuckle, he liked when he saw Y/n like this, all goofy and just plain smiles. It reminded him of Lenora, it reminded him of his mother.

“ So where did yah get these clothes anyway? They look like mine.”

“ Yeah, I raided yer drawers. Grandmomma helped me too.”

“ She knew yah were going after me?”

“ Yeah, she does. She wanted me to find yah and to make sure yer safe. She said I’d be the only one to keep yer ass in line out here.” There was a moment of silence between the two.

“ I’m done getting dressed.”

“ Finally, I need some well deserved sleep and you are taking up our bed for the night. We’ll find something better tomorrow though.” Y/n hopped on the makeshift bed with all the blankets she had piled onto one another to make it more comfortable than it was on the back of the pickup truck. She laid down and looked up at the sky, a small smile on her face.

“ Yah aren’t gonna change either?”

“ Oh, uh I uh, I forgot to bring a change of clothes. I was so focused on getting shit for yah and finding yah. I forgot some clothes for myself. But it’s fine.”

“ No it ain’t. Here, wear one of my shirts yah brought, I bet wearing that dress isn’t too comfortable.” Y/n raised an eyebrow at him.

“ Is this just yer way of getting me to wear yer clothes. Cause yah could always ask.”

“ Oh shut up and put on the clothes.” Arvin said with a little red starting to creep up on his cheeks, he was thankful it was dark out so she couldn’t see. Y/n laughed as she grabbed one of Arvin’s shirts, it was his white button up church shirt. Y/n had always wanted to try it on, it seemed comfy to Y/n, and it was. When Arvin could finally look, his eyes wanted to pop out of his skull, and in a way they were. There she was, in just undergarments and his white button-up. Arvin always hated that shirt but right then, he loved it.

“ Alrighty, now it’s time for sleep. We got a lot of driving to do tomorrow cause we are going all the way to Cincinnati.”

“ What’s in Cincinnati?” Arvin asked as Y/n climbed in the back and laid down.

“ My Uncle lives out there. I gave him a call at one of the phones while you slept in the Truck. He’s gonna keep us for awhile, he’s got an extra room and he’s gonna let us stay until we are able to leave and make a life for ourselves without the cops coming after yah.” She laid down looking up at the sky as she spoke. She never saw her uncle anymore, the man used to live with her and her parents when she was young. But one fateful day at age 10 he moved to Cincinnati and never really kept in contact. Y/n knew his number, always wanted to call him. There were multiple times where she wanted to call and beg him to take her away from her small house in Coal Creak. But she never did. When she called, the man was ecstatic when he heard her voice. He offered her to stay with him before she could even ask. It made her wonder how a man who obviously wanted her to be in his life never kept contact for many years of her life. But she already knew it was probably cause of her Daddy. The man never liked how his brother looked at her Mama and how she looked at him. How he seemed to act like more of a father to Y/n then her own was.

“ You have an Uncle?”, Arvin asked popping Y/n out of her thoughts as he propped up on his elbow so he could look at her. As he looked at her, he started thinking about how beautiful she was. Even in the dark and with the dirt and the few stray leaves in her hair and even wearing his horrid old church shirt. He still thought she was just plain beautiful.

“ Yeah I do, he used to live with me when I was younger. He’s a good man.”

“ And does he know what I did?” Arvin asked nervously.

“ I told him, he said it wouldn’t be any different if yah were in the war. Don’t worry, we gonna have a place to go. Yer gonna be okay. We’re gonna be okay. I got it handled,” Arvin couldn't explain how he felt in that moment, as he stared at her, knowing how Y/n was always there. Even when they were just kids and he was just plain lonely and to now where she's helping him get away from the law after killing. But all he knew, in that moment, was that he loved her and he wanted to tell her in the best possible way. Love to kids like him and her was a rare thing, so he decided he was gonna act on it. So he kissed her.

From his propped up position he was able to swoop down and touch his lips to hers as she laid there looking up at the stars. Y/n was surprised at first, not knowing what was happening when realization hit her. Arvin Russell, her best friend growing up, the boy she loved was kissing her. So she kissed him back. Their positions changed through the kiss. Y/n now straddled his lap and her arms circled around his neck, one hand running through the back of his hair. Arvin sat below her, one hand on her hip and the other grasping the side of her face gently. Both putting all their love and passion for one another into that one kiss. They both finally pull away, both of their lips being swollen but big smiles on both of their faces, even Arvin who rarely showed smiles. But that just made Y/n appreciate them that much more.

“ Arvin...,” Y/n started, looking at him with so much love.

“ I love you’ Y/n. And not just as a friend or any of that shit. I love yah, I love you as someone I want by me like my Daddy wanted my Mama.” Y/n looks at him as if he just moved the moon.

“ I love yah too. Always have, always will,” She speaks, with lovey, dovey tone to her voice before leaning down and kissing him again. Both got aroused fast from their positions and soon they both had one of the best nights of their lives. The lost of both of their innocents. Both of them were each others first and will also be their last.

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It was sunrise when Arvin woke up, Y/n laid upon his very shirtless chest as her naked body stayed hidden under the blankets. The memories of what happened last night circles around in his brain, making him smile. He and Y/n had both lost their innocence last night in the back of her Black pickup truck. Arvin couldn’t remember a time of being so happy and feeling so loved like he was last night. Both knew it was a sin in god’s eyes, but they both hoped he’d forgive them since even though it was before marriage, they were still in love and in their eyes its not any different.

Arvin looked down at her, entranced by how beautiful she looked, how pure she looked just sleeping all sprawled out on his chest, her hair all messy and a light pink dashed across her cheeks from the cold. He sighed, wishing this type of peace could last forever. That the two could just stay like that in the middle of the woods in the back of the truck just enjoying one another’s company. But he knew thats not how life always worked.

Y/n started to stir, her eyes starting to slowly open as she let out a small yawn. Her nose scrunched up as she yawn, it reminded Arvin of a small Kitten. She was his little kitten.

“ Mornin’,” Arvin spoke in his deep southern voice as he looked at her. She looked up at him, a small smile gracing her face.

“ Good Mornin’, so yah ready to take off for Cincinnati with meh? You know you ain’t getting rid of me now?” Arvin smiled, swooping down to give her a gentle and soft kiss the lips before pulling away.

“ And I wouldn’t change it for the life of me, Darlin’.”

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hyukiee · 3 years

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Chapter 6: Withdrawal

warnings: cussing, drug mention, withdrawals

so im just the worst procrastinator ever.. i have a hard time keeping with stories but i absolutely love this one so i’ll do better for yall ❤️

“What? What is it? Take a picture creep it will last longer,” you rolled your guys at Taehyung who had been staring at you with his cute box smile for what felt like forever. It was making you blush. “Can I?” He exclaimed like a little child about to open up a christmas gift. You sighed playing rolling your eyes again. “So what now? I mean like once we land, what am I supposed to do?” It was stupid on your part to not fully think this through but for once you let your heart make a decision for you. It felt nice but it made you so anxious. A xanax would of been nice right now. “You can stay with us for as long as you want, we’ll help you look into schools and we’ll start from there,” he grabbed your hand and held it like he was afraid you would jump out the plane before it even took off. This is really making you anxious. You were too consumed with your feelings to even think about making the smart decision of packing some xanax for, well, this. You would have to get it medically prescribed to you in South Korea, you don’t take that place for a druggie world. You’ve never had to go through a withdrawal but something tells you the guys won’t let any of your shit slide.”So how about that picture baby?”

“So y/n is going with the manager to the other exit, the fans are all outside you know how it is,” Namjoon spoke to the group before they walked out of the plane. “Is this my life now?” You only half jokingly whispered to Taehyung. “Not for long babygirl, i’ll post that picture of us eventually,” he whispered back winking at you before kissing your cheek. “See you at the dorm!” He waved at you frantically like a little boy going to his first day at school. Cute.

“Korea really is so different,” you spoke to yourself looking around at the neighborhood you and the manager parked in. Definitely different from California. Seoul was beautiful though, the city lights at night must be a sight. You walked up to the dorm and realized it was a lot different on the inside. The outside made it seem like some average middle class place, which was probably the point but the inside was beautiful. BTS is rich, most definitely but you would of guessed that when you got a mimosa on the private plane. “Mm, I can get used to having you here,” Taehyung wrapped his arms around your waist kissing your neck. You tried to make a response but started realizing something was off. You felt cold but it almost seemed like you were sweating. “What’s wrong?” When you tried to speak you felt something come up from your throat. You pushed Taehyung away and ran to the sink in the kitchen and threw up. “Fuck,” you gagged continuously before you threw up again. “Did the plane make you sick?” Taehyung asked rubbing your back with one hand and grabbing your hair in the other. “I don’t know, maybe, i’m fine I just need to go to a doctor and get some xanax or something,” throwing up made your anxiety sky rocket and it almost seemed like you were starting your first ever withdrawal. “What the fuck y/n, I thought you realized you can’t do that shit here, what are you thinking?” It sounded like Taehyung was scolding you like some child. You had no energy in you to argue with him right now. Your whole body was screaming at you to get something, anything in your system. “Jesus fucking christ,” you rubbed your forehead before turning around walking out the dorm, maybe accidentally slamming the door.

“I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but is everything okay” Yoongi walked out right when you left bring Tae’s attention to him. “This is gonna be hard, that’s for sure,” Taehyung laughed sarcastically. “If she’s going to the doctor for it that means she wouldn’t be doing anything illegal. She might actually need it. I’ll tell you now though, being someone with anxiety, they won’t give her or anyone Xanax,” Yoongi tried to calm Taehyung’s nerves, he was very obviously frustrated but he didn’t really need to be. He started to feel bad as he thought about it more. He knows you have pretty bad anxiety and his hyung was right, you said you would go to the doctor, not the streets. “Is y/n okay?” Jimin asked walking into the dorm. At least your still out there. “She’s fine, just a little plane sick, Taehyung resolved Jimin’s concern right before you walked in with the rest of the members. “We were just talking about having some drinks to welcome y/n, what do you all think?” Namjoon asked the three guys enthusiastically knowing no one would say no but Taehyung desperately wanted to. The last thing he needs right now is you being drunk and pissy.

“Guyssss, thank you so much for beinging me here, this is great,” you spoke hugging as many members as you could after taking another big swig of your drink. You were really drunk and absolutely loving it. You noticed Taehyungs glares a long time ago but you didn’t care. You did but you were mad at him for trying to change you. Just because you came here doesn’t mean your just going to stop these habits you’ve had for literally years. He’s being delusional. You made eye contact with him from across the room and quickly turned around to walk the other way, almost completely losing your balance in the process. “Y/n are you okay?” Taehyung ran to you trying to keep you from falling. “I’m fucking fine,” you pushed him away feeling less than fine but your stubbornness kept you from accepting his help. The second you said that though you felt yourself about to throw up and ran to the bathroom only barely making it. “Y/n... i’ll take you to the doctor tomorrow, i’m sorry,” Taehyung got on his knees and rubbed your shoulders as weakly nodded before throwing up again.

“Hyung, i’m gonna miss practice today, I told y/n i’d take her to the doctor,” Tae rubbed the back of his neck as he whispered to Namjoon in the kitchen. “Is she okay?” “She will be, hopefully,” Taehyung sighed walking back to his room before his hyung could respond.

This would be far from how you’ve imagined withdrawals to be like. Your body felt paralyzed, every bone in you ached beyond belief. You had been throwing up all night and sleepless Taehyung stayed by your side the whole time. He felt bad walking back into his room to see you finally sound asleep knowing he had to wake you up if you wanted to get to the doctor on time. “Y/n.. you need to get up so we can take you to the doctor,” His heart melted seeing your nose scrunched up as you attempted to stretch, the pain you were in was very visably noticeable. Tae started to feel a sense of guilt, he didn’t think about how this would happen by having you come to Korea with them. “Do you need the bathroom before we go?” “If I throw up one more time I might actually throw up my insides,” your voice was raspy, hair was tangled beyond belief and your face looked lifeless but Taehyung still blushed and his stomach fluttered as he helped you up. “Well, don’t throw up in my car,” He gave you his box smile making you laugh partially rolling your eyes.

“So we found cocaine, xanax, ecstasy-“ “The list will go on, I know i’m withdrawaling from drugs,” you instantly felt bad for being snappy with the doctor but he probably understood. “Is there anything she can take to get through this?” Tae asked licking his lips and folding his arms, he was so attractive caring for you, it made you blush. “Unfortunately, if she wants to get clean, she can’t take anything. Frankly, with everything in her system i’d recommend rehab,” You scoffed. “Yah, i’m not 12, you can talk to me, the patient,” the doctor gave Taehyung a look before looking at you. His look screamed ‘fucking foreigners’ but fuck him. “Miss, I won’t perscribe you any anxiety medication until you come in again and you’re clean from all the drugs in your system,” “He can’t do that can he?” you turned toward Taehyung but he didn’t give you a response. “I have reason to believe there could be potential abuse if I prescribe you this drug so I have a right to deny you, for the time being.” The doctor gave his final words before bowing and leaving the room. Taehyung sighed before grabbing both your hands, “It’s okay… we’ll all be here for you for the time being and we’ll come back when your better.” You hated his optimism.

#bts #fanfic #kpop fanfic #taehyung angst #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut #bts angst #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut

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sageukfilms · 4 years

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historical context pt 2: on yi bang won’s brothers (and sisters), seon-ho and his father, women’s rights in joseon vs goryeo

a bit more focus on yi bang won’s family this time, since he’s always fascinated me as a real historical figure. he did a lot of good, but he committed a lot of terrible things in order to achieve the good and he’s always been a pretty polarizing figure to Korean historians. (the majority of them like him because he’s the father of Kim Sejong aka the King who invented the Hangul/Korean alphabet while the others are like ‘damn why this dude so murderous’)

yi seong-gye had six sons from his first wife and two sons from his second wife, but why are only like three of them mentioned in the drama?

- mostly because they don’t have any major relevance to the plot, tbh. yi bang won IS arguably yi seong-gye’s most talented/qualified son in a lot of ways. he really was the only son who passed the civil examination in that entire family.

Eldest Son Yi Bang-U

- yi seong-gye mentions him in the drama when discussing who should be named crown prince and dismisses him bc he’s an alcoholic. which was true, yi bang-won’s oldest brother WAS an alcoholic, but he only became so after Yi Seong-Gye seized the throne. he was so distraught by the rebellion that he literally retreated to the mountains and retired. imagine serving your dad and your country and then seeing him betray the very country you both spilled blood for your whole life?? he was granted a princely title, but otherwise stayed away from politics and the military until his death

Second Son Yi Bang-Gwa

- this is the dude who is currently king that appears in episode 14. the one who’s in the throne room while bang-won and bang-gan yell at each other lol. basically he was just put on the throne bc he’s the second son (and the eldest was like don’t even contact me about this shit) and later in history he renounces the throne so yi bang-won can take it. he also had NO legitimate sons from his first wife (though he had many from his concubines, but they were all illegitimate and couldn’t become princes). meaning he was the safest choice to be bang-won’s puppet ruler. all in all he was supremely lucky in that he got to live in peace and avoid getting murdered by anyone

Third Son Yi Bang-Ui

- while he was on yi bang-won’s side during the first coup, he’s never mentioned in dramas/television because apparently he’s not all that interesting. he’s been described as someone who had a loving relationship with ALL of his brothers, which imo COULD have been interesting to see but what do i know

Fourth Son Yi Bang-Gan aka the One That’s Weirdly Comedic and Also Murderous and Has Like that Weird Sword Boner For Hwi

- bang-gan did in fact try to murder bang-won and seize the throne, but he was urged on to do so by a historical figure called park po who was bitter that all his efforts during the first coup were not recognized by bang-won. the most hilarious thing is that bang-gan is like “damn this is a great idea, im gonna do it” and sets an official date for murdering, and NEVER TELLS park po the day he’s gonna murder bang-won so park po is just hanging around in ignorance until bang-won arrests him and then has him executed

- bang-gan actually tells his father yi seong-gye and his second bother yi bang-gwa of his intentions and they BOTH tell him that he’s stupid as fck. at this point, the historical yi seong-gye is SICK of the fighting between his sons and tells bang-gan to stop (unlike in the drama when he purposefully eggs him on).

- bang-gan obvs doesn’t stop though, but his attempts are foiled bc bang-won knew of his coup beforehand. bang-gan is not executed and is instead sent away in exile. the fault of the coup instead lands on park po who again has no idea what’s occurring until he’s arrested. (damn it would suck to be park po, though inb4 seon-ho becomes the park po of this sageuk)

The Ill-fated Crown Prince Yi Bang-Seok and his brother Yi Bang-Beon

- in history, Yi Bang-Won forces his father to remove Bang-seok from the crown prince position during the coup, which Yi Seong-Gye IMMEDIATELY does in order to save bang-seok’s life (bang-seok is still alive at this point in time). unfortunately, bang-won then murders bang-seok anyway. (fulfilling the queen’s prediction that no matter what he would have murdered her sons)

- there are two versions of the crown prince’s death: the first is what we saw in ep 12 when he was assassinated right after stepping out in the palace. (this is the official record. his final recorded words are “my brother promised to spare my life, do not worry.”). there’s another version that yi bang-won went into the palace and threw his brother into a well to kill him. which is... not recorded, but yi bang-won’s side framed everything in the records to make him and his people look good. (because they were the winners!!! winners in history get to frame themselves however they want)

- so what about yi bang-beon? aka the queen’s other son that never gets mentioned? he gets murdered too of course!!! though bang-won is content with just exiling him, his brother bang-gan murders bang-beon (of course in the show, we see bang-won approving of the assassination). (Bang-beon also suffers from the unfortunate position of having a.) envied his younger brother for being crown prince and therefore did NOT alert him or his father about the upcoming coup and b.) trying to maintain a neutral position that ultimately got him killed

- btw, yi seong-gye was absolutely in the palace during the Strife. He never left to go to a Temple. he was dragged from his throne and forced to abdicate during the coup after stripping Bang-seok of his position as Crown Prince in order to save him.

The Sixth Brother

- died at a relatively early age, sadly.

Sisters?!

- yes, Yi Seong-Gye had daughters!!! Two from his first wife and one from his second and two more from his concubines (yah he had concubines). sadly, nothing else is known about them. Queen Sindeok’s daughter aka Bang-seok and Bang-beon’s younger sister outlived both of her older brothers, and died maybe nine years later. (somewhat comforting, but ultimately sad.)

- Bang-won’s sisters lived a little longer, but ultimately they had little historical relevance (or they did and the records refused to record them bc they were just Women). mostly, they were just married off to build political alliances

more on seon-ho

- there’s a scene in ep 5 where bang-won makes fun of seon-ho’s bastard status and compares him to Sambong and i just want to say that imo this is very realistic of bang-won. Sambong is an incredibly important and vital figure in history -- he served as yi seong-gye’s aide and was actually the mastermind behind ALL of yi bang-won’s social/political reforms. unfortunately, yi bang-won murdered him because.... uh.... he wanted to carry out those reforms HIMSELF, essentially. (no one else gets to do it but ME!!) he disliked sambong strongly, and there were rumors that sambong was descended from bastards/had slave blood in his family, so Bang-won sneering at Seon-ho for essentially having the same background would be legit. the line where he mentions that “in his country, bastards will never gain status” is so sad... and also true, even though he introduced the new Slave Law (that law was immediately repealed later)

- in other words, illegitimate children from nobleman + slaves were still eventually barred from taking the government exam and owning property in joseon. seon-ho’s fate would have more or less remained the same.

Seon-ho’s father Nam Jeon

- is a fictional figure, but his status as Yi Seong-Gye’s aide in the show cooouullld place him as the stand-in for the actual Nam Eun who was one of Yi Seong-Gye’s trusted aides and who was also killed by Yi Bang-Won

- the difference here is that Yi Bang-Won regrets murdering Nam Eun after and gives government positions to Nam Eun’s friends as like a way of apology lmfao

women’s rights in goryeo vs joseon

- just wanted to talk about this because hee-jae is such a kickass figure, but the long and short of it is that women lose all the rights (what little they had) in joseon vs in goryeo. they’re forbidden to step outside their homes after marriage, are NOT allowed to mingle with the other sex, they lose their rights as land-owners and property-inheritors, and Confucianism gains a huge foothold in a country that already treats women as second-class citizens. they weren’t allowed to re-marry if widowed, and were encouraged to kill themselves if they were assaulted or harassed so like....... life continues to suck for bastard children and ladies

fun fact for that (1) Legitimate Child that Yi Bang-Won Allowed to Live

- in my last post I mentioned that Yi Bang-Won killed the children of the “traitors” who conspired to prevent his coup except for Sambong’s eldest son, who was demoted (name: Jung Jin). Fortunately, this son managed to rise through the ranks of the government again and became the Minister of Justice under Yi Bang-Won’s reign.

#my country: the new age #my country the new age #my country #나의 나라 #yi bang won #jang hyuk #woo do hwan

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just-femaleidol-things · 5 years

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Scary Movie

Pairing: Napink

Group: Pristin

Word Count: 2,343

Genre: college!au, fluff

Im Nayoung hates a lot of things. She hates cockroaches. She hates the color brown. She hates dishes piling up. She also hates scary movies.

Im Nayoung really hates scary movies.

She'd rather practice the Bb major scale for three hours straight or suffer writer's block for a week than watch a scary movie.

She didn't really have a choice, though, when Jieqiong begged her to watch.

(Stereo)Typically, the girl cowers behind the boy during horror movies. This held true for Jieqiong. This also held true for Nayoung. So where does it lead these two? Both hiding behind each other? Is that even going to work? Jieqiong being the cover? That kid will call Nayoung at 4 in the morning if she hears tapping on her window. Nayoung being the cover? It seems like the more realistic outcome, especially with her Stone Buddha nature, but she’s not sure if she's up to the challenge.

Nayoung has mentioned before about her distaste for the unnecessary gore and dumb main characters. She even bluntly confessed her overall fear that she feels during and after the movie. She hates the dark. She hates being alone. She hates the idea of dying for stupid reasons, like the unnatural or some psychotic killer.

Still, she's at the movie theatre. Their popcorn remains untouched. Jieqiong is grasping onto Nayoung’s arm. The Stone Face is somewhat gone; Nayoung is hugging her knees and hiding behind them. She closes her eyes, covers her face with her hands, and does not hesitate to scream an outburst when she is scared. Jieqiong, who doesn’t really like scary movies herself but just really wanted to watch one with Nayoung, is entertained by her girlfriend’s reactions. At first, she couldn’t tell if it was authentic or acting, but after 30 minutes of balled up Nayoung instead of protective Nayoung, Jieqiong knew the emotion was real.

Quite honestly, Nayoung zoomed past the point of embarrassment. For once, she was not self-conscious of how Jieqiong would react to this new side of her. She wanted to hate Jieqiong for laughing at her, but she also adored her laugh.

Oh shit! I was not prepared for that jump scare!

No! Don’t go on there! The— “Omomomomo!”

Why did I end up watching this damn movie?

Nayoung cowers behind her hands. Jieqiong is clutching onto her, but lets go immediately after the jumpscare is over. She can feel her throat tightening and her eyes tearing up. Actually, she just wants another jumpscare to happen so that it forces her tears to just fall out.

Instead, the plot dissipates. Nayoung can’t think straight to judge that the main character should just run away from the log cabin and call the police (and maybe a priest). All Nayoung wants to do is leave the movie theatre. The movie is no where near over, but Nayoung is actually contemplating offering Jieqiong to stay the night so she can have someone to cuddle with and feel protected.

Another jump scare. This time the dolls appears out of no where. The ghost tears are back. Her throat is tight. Nayoung just wants this to be over.

Jieqiong learns there’s a difference between Stone Nayoung and Dead-Inside Nayoung.

Stone Nayoung is as blank as a... stone. She may not show emotion, but you can see stress or anxiety or happiness in her facial structure.

Dead-Inside Nayoung looks like her soul has escaped to another realm and Nayoung’s eyes are lost without direction. Her arms are limp and her strides are short.

She was definitely walking with a Dead-Inside Nayoung.

Quite frankly, Nayoung doesn’t have the will to walk, but knows she has to drive the two of them home. Jieqiong has to drag Nayoung out of the movie theatre because Nayoung’s small, wobbly steps were not quick enough for the attendants kicking everyone out.

“Yah. Im Nayoung. It wasn’t even that bad.” Jieqiong teases.

However, it’s enough to irritate the sensitive Nayoung. She contemplates snapping back or leaving it be and chooses the latter. She didn’t have energy in her to fight back anyways.

Nayoung’s knees are weak and she starts to lose balance. She’s thankful Jieqiong is holding on to her or she might have collapsed to the group. Oh my god. What if I’m possessed?

“Hey. Are you okay to drive? You can’t seem to walk straight. I can drive back if you want me to.” Jieqiong tries to make eye contact with her. For a second, she wants to habitually be the alpha and drive her girlfriend home, but as soon as she realizes how hard walking feels like, she knows better to put their lives at stake because of her ego. Nayoung doesn’t bother to reassure Jieqiong that she’s any state of okay and lazily reaches into her bag to pulls out her car keys.

Jieqiong is shocked by the response. Nayoung treasures her car and would never let anyone drive it. Since she was struggling with money, she didn’t want to risk getting into a car accident or having someone get a ticket using her car.

Both of them knew that the safest way home was not with Nayoung in the driver's seat.

Jieqiong drove in silence, mainly because she was being a very defensive driver. She didn’t look at Nayoung much, but when they were at a red light, she finally checked on her.

The sight of scared Nayoung was quite… adorable. Who know this tall lady could curl up to a small child? Jieqiong wanted to comfort her, but she was also amused at the sight. She has never seen Nayoung like this before and she wasn’t sure if she’d see it again.

Nayoung was sitting in her seat just like she was sitting in the movie theatre: hugging her knees, crouching hear head below them, hoodie almost covering her eyes.

The car behind them honked, reminding Jieqiong that she’s actually driving and scaring the living shit out of Nayoung.

“Oh fu--!” Nayoung almost cusses in English.

Jieqiong has to stifle her laughter. Nayoung rarely speaks in English. In fact, she spoke more Chinese than English. You know shit’s serious when Nayoung almost cusses in English, let alone speaks the language.

Trying to be considerate, Jieqiong tries not to floor it, knowing Nayoung would probably stop speaking to her for days if she skidded her wheels or ruined her breaks.

After a few minutes of driving, Jieqiong decides to pull over, wanting to check on Nayoung.

“Why are we stopping? What's wrong? We need to get home as soon as possible!” Nayoung’s voice was probably five whole steps higher than usual. She sounded like a scared child who lost her mom in the mall.

“Hey,” Jieqiong spoke in a soothing voice, “are you okay?”

Nayoung looked up, but then immediately looked away. “I just... want to go home.” Jieqiong gives a pitiful look to her passenger. She had to fight the urge to just engulf her with a comforting hug.

Jieqiong bittersweetly smiles. She puts the car back on drive and signals to get back on the road. She reaches over and grabs Nayoung’s hand.

They weren’t the kind of couple to openly hold their hands in public and their physical affection was kept to a minimum even in their personal quarters, so Jieqiong was rather shocked when Nayoung tightly grasped her hand.

The drive was another 5 minutes and Jieqiong’s hand was cramping and she knew she should be driving with both hands, but she knew not to let go.

They eventually reached their apartment complex and Jieqiong parked Nayoung’s car in her designated spot. She was relieved to not be driving Nayoung’s car anymore, but she was concerned with what to do with Nayoung.

“We’re home,” Jieqiong gently announces.

Nayoung looks up and pulls her hood off. There’s a cute pout on her face, but there’s also a small wave of relief washing over her as she sighs.

Jieqiong stared at Nayoung, curious as to what she was going to do. Nayoung wasn’t moving. She didn’t look like she was going to say something.

Nayoung slowly regained her senses. She hastily removed her hand from Jieqiong. Jieqiong didn’t like the loss of warmth, but she could definitely feel her blood rushing back to her fingers.

“Sorry.” Nayoung started. Her mouth was still open, trying to come up with an explanation. “It must’ve been hard to drive with one hand.” Jieqiong took note of how Nayoung’s voice was still pretty high-pitch.

“It’s okay.” Jieqiong smiled. “Your car is in one piece.”

Nayoung looked down in embarrassment. She reflected upon how silly she must’ve acted after the movie. She told herself she’d be the strong one, where in fact, she ended up being the coward.

She didn’t notice Jieqiong leave the car, so she let out a small scream when the passenger door opened.

Jieqiong was startled, but tried to remain calm. “It’s just me.”

Nayoung looked away again. She stretched her legs out and exited her car.

The two didn’t talk much on the walk home.

Jieqiong didn’t really know how to handle the situation. Usually, Nayoung was the one taking care of her. This time, it’s the complete opposite.

They were walking a good foot away from each other. Jieqiong missed having Nayoung’s hand in hers. She hoped there’d be another opportunity for that to happen, maybe when Nayoung’s soul is back in her body.

At the moment, Nayoung did not have any thoughts. She was just… scared. She didn’t know why, but she couldn’t shake off the tense feeling in her body.

Jieqiong wants to get Nayoung’s attention. Maybe talking will take her mind off of things. She decides to poke her side. It was a harmless move, right?

Wrong.

Nayoung was very much taken by surprise. “What?” Nayoung yells. She clutches onto her jacket collar with both her hands.

Jieqiong is frozen, surprised of Nayoung’s reaction.

They intensely stare at each other. Jieqiong is torn between apologizing or asking if Nayoung is alright.

She didn’t get a chance to decide on either because Nayoung suddenly crouched into a puddle of tears.

Jieqiong momentarily panicked. She thought about the times she made her younger siblings cry and tried to think of ways to stop Nayoung from crying so she wouldn’t get in some sort of trouble.

She starts by rubbing her back. “Hey. Shh. You’re going to be okay. I’m here. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

They stayed like that for a few moments. She wanted Nayoung to let her feelings out.

Once she realized that they were in the middle of the apartment plaza, she pulled Nayoung up.

Letting go of her inhibitions, Nayoung clutched onto Jieqiong. They began walking to Nayoung’s apartment. Nayoung tilted her head, only to remember than Jieqiong was shorter than her.

Jieqiong noticed and with the hand that wasn’t being held by Nayoung, she pulled Nayoung’s head on top of hers. “Sorry I’m short.” She pats Nayoung’s cheek.

Nayoung finally smiled in what felt like forever. “Pabo. That’s not something you can control.”

It was a peaceful walk: arms touching, the two stepping in time, listening to the crickets. You wouldn't think that they were watching a movie about a psychotic mass murderer 20 minutes ago.

Nonetheless, Nayoung’s tears wouldn’t stop falling. Jieqiong noticed, since some of them fell on her forehead. She tried not to make a big deal out of it, but when a tear drop hung on her eyebrow, she couldn’t help but wipe it off.

Nayoung slows her walking pace. “I’m sorry. I don’t even know why I’m crying. I was just so scared.”

Jieqiong hummed. “What are you scared of?”

Nayoung giggled. She lifted her head because her neck started hurting. Jieqiong turned to her and wiped evident tears. Tears continued to fall, but she wiped them off with a sleeve. “I don’t know.” Nayoung distractedly responded.

The two laughed, finally relieving the tension.

Jieqiong grabbed Nayoung’s hand from her arm and put them in her jacket pocket. She was happy Nayoung didn’t bother to oblige because they were in public or for whatever Nayoung reason.

Actually, Nayoung continued to clutch onto Jieqiong’s arm.

They were nearing Nayoung’s apartment. Jieqiong was preparing to say goodnight when--

“Do you want to stay the night?”

For the nth time tonight, Jieqiong was surprised of Nayoung’s actions. She was wondering if she should watch more scary movies with Nayoung so she can receive more affection like this.

“Actually, can you stay the night?” Nayoung asked, but sounded as if she instantly regretted it. “I mean, if you don’t have anything to do for the rest of the night,” she pauses, “Or don’t have morning classes--”

“Sure.” Jieqiong simply replied. "I'd like that."

Jieqiong was sure glad she agreed because her response earned another heartwarming smile from the University Stone Buddha.

Nayoung pulled her in for a hug and Jieqiong couldn’t help but appreciate the close contact. Today, Nayoung was holding her tighter and she even let go last.

“I’m going to say this now because I’m most likely not going to feel the same way tomorrow,” Nayoung starts, “but I really appreciate you being here for me. I’m honestly embarrassed about it, and I know I shouldn’t, but I can’t help it. I’m glad to have you in my life. I’m glad to have you as my girlfriend. Thank you.”

Jieqiong felt her heart beating out of her chest and just hugged her girlfriend a little tighter.

A/N: Any Napink shippers out there? I know it’s pretty dead ^^’. I write out this long-ass plot for this ship and it ended up dying without giving it a chance to be resurrected :\ I still wanna post them though~ Hope you enjoyed! Feel free to leave a comment! <3

x-posted on aff.

#breakthrough series #fanfiction #one shot #one-shot #napink #pristin #fluff #collegeau #littlepanduh

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spacefuneral · 6 years

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rules: tag 15 people you want to know better

I was tagged by @marshcrone (,: thank uuuuu~

Relationship status: not 2 be gay but i luv my girlf

Favorite colors: uhhh purple, mint green, soft pink, like... tangerine orange

Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick i Guess

Favorite food: uhhh hmmm i feel my favorite Meal is beef roast w/ mashed potatoes and broccoli, but it’s probably pork bc I’m a pork fiend and will eat it without anything else. Eggs and pasta are also good options.

Song stuck in my head: Rawnald Gregory Erickson the Second by STRFKR. My art professor is a cutie and plays a looot of music I like, and she was playing STRFKR the other day.

Last movie i watched: LOL I THINK IT WAS SLENDER MAN THAT’S TRAGIC

Top 3 tv shows: uhh i don’t watch a lot of tv but uh. I like Stranger Things, Adventure Time, Bob’s Burgers, Chopped, Great British Bake Off... I like Letterkenny even if I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone I know? Over The Garden Wall is another and I recommend it to Everyone. Uhhh. Idk. Idk what would be my fave either. Maybe Adventure Time?

Books i’m currently reading: I ordered The Secret History and I’m waiting on it. I started Great Expectations but it made me sad for personal reasons, but it’s pretty delightful. I’m supposed to be reading The Odyssey but fuck that.

Last thing i googled: lmao... “degrees of murder” because i was wondering why Robert Pickton was considered a second degree murderer. Before that, I had googled “Steel Magnolias Armadillo Cake.” lMao.....

Time: 12:07 AM

How many blankets do you sleep in: one!

Dream trip: I actually don’t really have much of a wanderlust, which tends to surprise people. I do really want to visit Oregon and Washington, though! I want to see........ Big.......... Tree......

Anything you really want: clear skin

Age: 23, turning 24 in October~

Birthplace: Maine

Drink you had last: coked cola

Easiest person to talk to: Like, in my life? I can talk to my girlfriend about literally everything and always have, she is A Blessing. My friend group is also extremely easy to talk to because we’ve been friends for like practically a decade almost, but I feel bad when I joke about my abuse because it’s really only funny to me and probably Vi because we can laugh about those things together. Sometimes You Gotta Laugh 2 Cope.

Favorite song: I feel like it’s technically Head Over Heels by Tears For Fears. I tend to have current favorites, though, and mine is definitely Nobody by Mitski rn.

Grossest memory: Well. Like. In a funny sense? It was probably when Leigh and I made a trash smoothie out of everything liquid in their fridge and then took turns sipping it. I spat it out as soon at it touched my tongue.

Or maybe the time Vi and I found her mom’s potatoes rotting in the cupboard, which was soaked with a weird liquid coming from them, and it smelled like rotten fish.

Hogwarts house: Slytherin

In love?: yah duh

Jealous of people?: not really

Killed someone?: imagine casually mentioning you killed someone in a survey thing like this

Love at first sight or walk by again?: nobody says it like that but uh. i don’t know shit, dude. i think emotions are more complicated than that, but what do i know?

Middle name: fish

Number of siblings: two

One wish: tuition money

Person you last called: the bank i think?

Questions you’re asked the most: um i can’t think of this off the top of my head but i get “you like cats?” a lot because im always covered in cat related shit

Reasons to smile: i’m tired so i can’t be cute and creative, but i’d say my stupid cats are a fantastic reason. My brother sent me a message telling me his favorite Animal Crossing song unprompted today. Bergs @’s me in so many things that I lose track of it--and when I check the group blog, I find 23423 cat things Vann reblogged. Vi and I have so many inside jokes at this point that I feel like we don’t even say them out loud half the time anymore. Just, something happens that reminds us and we exchange a look and laugh. Also, the fact that my friends trust me and come to me about their personal issues is very touching and I’m happy I can be that person.

Song you last sang: lmfao Vi and I sang parts of Motion City Soundtrack’s The Future Freaks Me Out to each other in the car and I hella overcompensated for how high he says “betty won’t stop listening to modern rock”

Time you woke up: Ummmm. I woke up at 5 AM and couldn’t sleep but I officially got out of bed at 7:30 AM. Then I fell asleep again when I got home for, like, 8 hours, because I’m kinda sick lately.

Vacation destination: I like visiting my family in Maine. It’s a really lovely place and my heart is buried there for all eternity.

Zodiac sign: Libra!

Worst habit: mmmmmm............... humble 2 a fault. Or, maybe, uh. Perfectionist? I’m never really happy with anything I do.

Tagging: @i-say-spooky-you-say-scary @daaraen @wubby-desu @webkitten @estrangedlabor i just noticed it says 15 people wtf i don’t even know -2 people

also, if you wanna do this, i can tag you~

#me #survey #idk if i have a tag for this shit #fish gets emotional

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jewpacabruhs · 6 years

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I was reading your tags and please, for the love of God, write a Mafia AU. I haven't been able to find any good ones.

i wanna so bad! i find organized crime fascinating, & i’m also a big movie nerd, with crime films being my fav genre, so im super into that sorta thing. definitely would love to see it, but o boy, maybe ill jus write it myself?? gotta do everythin myself haha

i’d def go the historical route, so it’d be interesting to try to both apply characters that are firmly rooted in 90s/2000s behaviors & beliefs, and stick them in the 1900s. oh, boy, writing historical stuff is a pain. so much research. worth it tho, if it’s done well. aye, and it’ll be cool to try to keep it as nonfictional as possible. like, attempting to insert the kids (as adults, obvs) into crime history. i wonder if i could do tht? it’d be fun. it’s definitely uncharted waters. there’s a lot of potential there.

but, hmm, i think mafia aus are so rare in fandom (not just the sp fandom, but across the board) bc they contradict everything that’s popular in fanfic. mob aus would feature violence, business, finances, and corruption. whereas fics prefer cuddles, leisure time, a world where money aint an issue, and wholesomeness. and considering the majority of fic is written by horny and/or love-starved teenage girls who dont know or care about the aforementioned subjects, it makes sense. kinda a bummer, but understandable. in the defense of like everyone, lmao, those sorta fics take a lot of planning, & aint nobody got time. so i get it.

oof i think a major thing too is how gay-centric fic/fandom is, when the mobster world is undeniably a heterosexual one. thats an issue. shit, i wonder how many gay characters i could get away with while keeping it realistic. i mean, im sure there were gay mobsters, in fact i’ve read about a couple, but the lifestyles did not go hand in hand, lol.

IM STUPID NO ONE CARES ABT THIS DUMB SHIT HERES IDEAS

i’m thinking 1940s new york. im inclined towards kyman, as u probs kno, but again, the gay thing. huh. maybe i can figure it out. maybe theyre young bachelors, and theyre business partners & fuck around sometimes. we’ll see. anyway. if we’re gonna include all characters….

cartman would pull a goodfellas - he’s of, what, german descent? hell, considering his parents, he probably wouldn’t even exist in this universe. eh. well. he’d def be from yorkville, manhattan, cuz tht was a german neighbourhood. anyway he’d weasel into the italian mob, bc he’d be into the idea of 1) exorbitant amounts of money, and 2) being feared/respected. his authoritah! psh. and someone would notice how smart he is & mentor him, regardless of nationality. he’d quickly make enemies, though, because he’s rude & brash. he’d also quickly become one of the most respected young dons (would he reach that level, without a family? doubt it. he’d have to become a made man, which i believe is reserved exclusively for italians ….. ehhhh ill figure it out. maybe he’d branch out, start his own crime family. that’d be interesting. ooo.) damn, ukno, i think the 40s would make a real interesting character out of cartman. huh. yah, that’d be cool to explore, how that time period would shape him. like i said, he likely wouldt even exist. did the denver broncos exist back then? doubt it

kyle would get wrapped up in the jewish mob (which existed, and which i’d personally l o v e to be a part of lol - if i was born 100 years ago), maybe while trying to protect ike from getting involved? that’d be cool. maybe he’d demonstrate his brains & be offered a job as an accountant or an attorney, and he’d be forced to comply, either bc 1) his fam was threatened if he declined, or 2) his fam was doing bad financially & needed it. maybe both. hell, maybe he avoids the jewish mob & gets involved with the others. MAYBE IKE IS THE ONE IN THE JEWISH MOB & WANTS HIS BROTHER BACK FROM THE ITALIANS. OOOOOOOOO also they’d be from brooklyn, likely, bc that’s where jews were primarily located back then. u kno there was 400k jews in new york in 1899?? including my great great great grandparents. that’s a shit ton of jews lol. lil fun fact for ya.

wait ok so oof this is hard now, bc the mob was primarily divided into three chunks - the italians, the jews, & the irishmen. there was also the puerto ricans, but that was, like, a different division. i’m mentioning this because nationality was important to mobsters, to all organized crimes groups actually, but south park doesn’t make a habit of mentioning what countries each character’s ancestors came from, lol. so it’d be a lot of writer interpretation. and that’s cool and all, but doesn’t give me much to work with, considering most of the kids are white and likely german/england-descended.

i could make kenny & butters irish. that’d work. i think kenny’s last names irish, actually. they could be from hell’s kitchen, which had a p hefty irish-american population. maybe i could make stan irish, too. wendy might be able to pass for italian (little italy manhattan??? maybe the bronx??? im tryna think geography lol. for scale.). that’d work, if i wanted to put some stendy in there, bc i love making stan the token het guy, haha. maybe wendys dad marries her off to stan to form an alliance between the italians & irish. that’d be interesting. maybe cartman was rallying to get wendy to marry him, bc he needed to marry someone bc of, like, societal expectations, & she was the only girl who caught his interest. maybe he declares war on stan, to win back the bride he wants. maybe kyles best friends w stan, tht happened somehow, & interjects. goes to meet cartman to discuss a way out - ohhhhh theres my kyman babay!!! oooooo!!!

omg. plot forming. this is def an interesting concept. maybe i can use it as a chance to write a plot-oriented fic that doesn’t rely heavily on ships. that’d be awesome. i’ve wanted to do that for ages.

maybe we can squeeze christophe in as a french immigrant, maybe an associate of someone. same with gregory, but, like, british. that’d be fun. craig & tweek can be somewhere in there, too. associates of cartman or something. maybe they own a brothel. oooh. who else. bebe! maybe she can be a cabaret dancer who someone falls for. nothin wrong w hetero nonsense if it’s done right & if it aint nonsense. yah? maybe she can be ken’s love interest. also maybe token & nichole can be in there somewhere, from harlem?

this sounds fun as fuck, though, def. im really obsessed with new york right now, so maybe writing this could be a love letter to its history. that’d be dope. ooh, and im from las vegas actually, born & raised, so maybe i could do a chapter set there, considering the mob was very influential in the strip’s development. that’d be rad. holy heck. im excited abt this now. gotta finish oboitd asap & get into this, haha.

o shit. i jus realized, like, just how much research i’d have to do. like, not only about organized crime, abt 40s slang & dress, abt new york, abt everything. oooh boy this is a Project

ill get on that eventually haha, im into it now. it’s 4am rn tho so ima sleep, gnite anon

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taegijae-blog · 7 years

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BREAKFAST DELIVERY 11

pairing: 2jae

genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst

word count: 2k

description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number. but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.

status: completed

note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics

| part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |

Jaebum dragged himself to school on Monday morning looking tired as ever. He had spent essentially all of Sunday moping at his house with the thought of Youngjae stuck in his mind. Jaebum thought Youngjae disliked him. So why in the world did he kiss him willingly? Expressionless, he strolled through the hallways just like any other morning, a few girls and guys greeting him. He went up to his locker and, to everyone's surprise, he slammed his head right into the metal locker. Some passing behind him whispered, wondering if he had been dumped or rejected by a girl. He felt like that would be true, except it was a guy. And he didn't know whether he was accepted or rejected, either. Maybe he should just ask, Jaebum thought as he failed to dial the right combination for his lock at least three times before finally getting his locker open. He noticed a nicely folded letter dropped on top of his textbooks, which someone had probably slid in through the vents of the locker door. He ripped it open. you got a cute boyfriend there but it looked like he was pushing you away maybe i'll have him for myself i'll catch him by lunch prepare to apologize when you see me with my hands on your boy's throat. —revenge His eyes glowed in rage. He'd usually ignore these sort of notes because he knew they were just stupid jokes, but something about this one told him it's serious. 🍽 Lunch bell. "Hey, Jaebum," a panting and sweating Mark ran up to Jaebum in the hallway, who was equally as confused and lost. "Jaebum." "what's wrong, hyung?" Jaebum patted his arm, trying to let him take a breather and talk. It was extremely rare to see him like that, so Jaebum was concerned to know about what he had to say. "I can't find Jinyoung," he breathed out, crouching over with his hands on his knees. "Maybe he left school early?" "He couldn't have," Mark replied, finally standing up straight. His face was filled with worry. "I found his backpack thrown in the bathroom sink." Jaebum inhaled sharply as his mind went back to the note he found in his locker. "Shit," he murmured, patting Mark's shoulder. "I'll go find him and you go tell Jackson about this. I have a feeling something isn't right." Still keeping his backpack with him, he started sprinting down the hallway in an attempt to search for his friend. He knew that something was happening and that it heavily involved him and Jinyoung. "Jaebum!" Someone called from behind him, causing him to stumble his steps as he stopped. He turned around only to see the Park Jinyoung he was looking for. "Jinyoung, Mark told me you were missing," Jaebum said while panting, throwing down his backpack so he could take a moment to breathe. Jinyoung shook his head and showed him a piece of paper that he took out from his pocket. "You got a letter too, didn't you?" Jinyoung held it up with two fingers for Jaebum to read. would be a real shame if I told your friend that his boyfriend was in trouble if he fell for the trap and got himself hurt "I tried looking all around the place for Youngjae but I can't find him. Someone found his backpack thrown in a garbage can." Jinyoung pulled on Jaebum's arm and starting running again. "I think he really is in trouble. We have to find him." Jaebum nodded and let himself be dragged away by his friend. Never had he ever seen Jinyoung or Mark like that, breaking a sweat from running around campus just to find someone. He really was scared for Youngjae. "Have you tried outside?" "No, but good idea. Let's check the field." The two rushed down the stairs, apologizing as they almost bumped into a group of five band geeks who were carrying their instruments upstairs. They ran for the back door that lead to the swimming pools, jumping over the fences that connected to the grass field. "It's probably somewhere shady," Jaebum remarked, panting heavily. Jinyoung nodded, also just as out of breath as the other was. "The storages for sports equipment, I know some people deal drugs there." "Wait, really?" Jaebum glanced to him with an odd look on his face. a bead of sweat trailed down his temple. "Yes? I thought you knew everything about this school, Mr. Im." Jinyoung rolled his eyes as he hurried to where the storages stood, having to slow his pace when entering the shady part as he promised. He spotted two heads in the distance, rushing towards them. Youngjae was crouched into a ball on the ground, not bothering to glance up from his knees. The other person standing next to him looked displeased, crossing his arms over his chest. He gnawed on something in his mouth, although he did seem intimidated by an angry Jaebum for a second. "Go back to school, kid," Jaebum spat while stepping closer, right before Jinyoung reached out his arm in order to stop him. "Yah, why are you here? Shouldn't you be in middle school or something?" The person grabbed Youngjae by his fluffy brown hair and pulled him up, making him wince in pain and Jaebum to protrude his lower jaw in anger. Jinyoung had to hold him back from running straight at that guy. "Fight me, Im Jaebum," he said, tugging on Youngjae's hair even more. For some odd reason, his face was more bored than fear or anything Jaebum expected it to be. Why was he so calm? "My brother got laughed at after you fed him those fucking cookies." "Ah?" Jinyoung scoffed with a raised eyebrow. the person holding onto Youngjae's hair was always staring at Jinyoung instead of Jaebum, the person he should be trying to intimidate. He raised his hand and pointed at Jinyoung, huffing a breath. "Well? Are you still a wimp, Im Jaebum?" Jinyoung coughed with a disgusted look on his face. "Are you serious? The guy next to me is the one you're looking for." Jaebum scowled again, just so that the person could get the hint. His eyes never left Youngjae, who was at that point sitting on the ground with his legs crossed. And was that...his phone he was scrolling through...? To everyone's surprise, the color from the guy's face drained out once he finally met eyes with the actual Jaebum. "I-Ithought im Jaebum was a mushroom-headed nerd..." he gulped, noticing the multiple silver piercings that decorated both of Jaebum's ears, not to mention the irritated as hell expression that had scared him. "Nevermind," the person muttered and quickly fled the scene. Jaebum was at maximum '???' when that happened. Well, at least it was true that his appearance had changed a lot during the couple of years since that incident. He suddenly remembered about Youngjae and rushed to his side. 'Are you okay?’' he wanted to ask, but Youngjae’s open notifications page for his post of his dog on Instagram basically already answered that. "What was that about?" Jinyoung asked to himself with a scoff, squinting at the person who was still running away. Youngjae sighed and stuffed his phone into his pocket. "He wanted revenge on Jaebum-hyung for his brother or whatever. I could tell he was a coward when he first approached me, but I went along with it anyway," he explained, seeming tired. "I expected him to run after seeing Jaebum-hyung. He thought he still was some kind of nerd." Suddenly, a grin grew on Youngjae's lips. "Plus, I think I just got revenge for being tricked by you. Twice," he said with a snicker, directed at the Jaebum who froze in disappointment. He honestly wanted to seem cool and reliable by saving Youngjae from whatever the threat was, but now his chance for that was gone. In addition, he was being laughed at by the Youngjae he thought was more or less a mature person. "I'm gonna go find my backpack." "Yugyeom has it so just look for him," Jinyoung shouted once Youngjae was already headed away from the two elders, strolling back indoors. Jaebum was still frozen in place, but eventually snapped out of it. Tilting his head side to side, he followed his friend back into the building as well. "Why did you leave your stuff in the bathroom sink?" "Oh. some idiot stepped on a ketchup packet and it squirted all over my backpack. I went to the bathroom to wash it and that's when I found the note stuffed into it," Jinyoung explained with a sigh, shaking his head. "All this hard work just to be sure you and Youngjae are happy." Jaebum grew quiet as he kicked a rock out of the way. "Do you think he hates me? I think he hates me." "I think he likes you, actually. Why?" Jinyoung said as though it couldn't have been more obvious. "I'm confused because he said he won't date me but then he kissed me," Jaebum whined. "Maybe he's not sure how to properly convey his feelings. Teach him, Bum. You're his senior." in his tone was slight annoyance, due to the fact that Jaebum was complaining to him childishly like he always did. "What do I do? I still don't know." "Ugh." Jinyoung rolled his eyes, smacking the other's back. Jaebum stumbled a bit when he was smacked, frowning. "You're so dumb. Just teach him what 'love' is. Give him an example by properly confessing your feelings and let him do that, too." The two stared at each for a bit. "You're a dumb bum." "Thanks."

"He kinda told me everything." "Ah," Jaebum muttered with his lips puckered around the cup's straw. By his body language, he definitely seemed to want to avoid the topic. Of course, Youngjae didn't care at all. He was digging his way deep into the other's history, eager to know whatever was there. "Was that necessary at all?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. Jaebum rubbed the back of his head, his foot tapping against the floor in anxiety. "You’ve got to understand that I was, like, fourteen at the time. I had stupid and impulsive thoughts that led me to trouble." "Still, cookies? for poisoning them?" "Aish—come on. I've been trying to leave that in the past." Youngjae rolled his eyes and quietly drank his cold drink. "I didn't even come here to talk about myself. I wanted to know about what your say is," Jaebum said after gulping down his caffeine, leaning forward. His elbows were rested on his knees and his gaze was staring straight at the other. Youngjae, in return, shifted back and rested against the cushions while crossing his arms. "I won't date you, even if you ask." "What?" his brows squirmed. "Is it because i'm ugly?" Youngjae scoffed loudly, probably to ignore the fact that his cheeks were growing pinker. he turned his face to the side, frowning. "...N-no, but that's not the point." "I'm too scary." "You're not scary." Another sip of his coffee. "I'm a senior and you don't want to date out of your age range." "I'm only a year younger than you. That's not an issue." "Then date me." "No." Jaebum's patience was running out for real. Although he was being playful up to that point, his fuse actually did run short and he slammed the cup onto the tabletop. Youngjae almost jumped in his seat, not expecting that sort of harsh reaction from him. His brows were furrowed and his eyes burned into Youngjae's skin, his jaw shifting around in irritation. "You like the person you know as 'Def Soul' but not me, despite the fact that I am Def Soul? Why? Am I just someone with multiple personalities to you, now? Sometimes I'm nice guy Def Soul, and sometimes I'm asshole Im Jaebum?" he spat out quickly, each word increasing in fury. His eyes widened when noticing how visibly Youngjae shaken was, and he took in deep breaths, attempting to calm himself down. "What i'm trying to say is that—" "—I should love you, Jaebum-hyung, if I love the person I know as 'Def Soul,'" Youngjae finished his sentence for him with a blank look across his face. He seemed as though he was blank-minded, dazedly staring off into space without saying another word. "Are... you okay?" Jaebum leaned even closer, trying to get a good look at his face to see if he really was doing okay. Youngjae seemingly snapped out of whatever weird trance he was in, shaking his head like a puppy. "I don't know what I'm saying anymore." he sipped his smoothie and held his forehead because he got a miniature brain freeze. "I'm just... conflicted because I know I like that 'Def Soul' person, but I don't like you for what you've done to me." "I am him, and I am also Jaebum at the same time. Def Soul is nothing but a name and a disguise I used." "I know," Youngjae replied in an even quieter voice, sounding like he was choking on tears. A sense of déjà vu washed over Jaebum and overwhelmed him, reminding him of what had happened back at school. His hand tightened into a fist when thinking about that pained expression Youngjae had after he was slapped. He didn't want to see it all over again. "Youngjae, I just want you to know that I really do like you. I really was concerned for you when I started noticing that you didn't eat at all during lunch. I truly did take the time to buy all of that just for you, even to cook something like you asked me to." Jaebum gnawed on his lower lip, worried about whether he could even handle saying such heartfelt words to someone who seemed so delicate. "I started all this because I... wanted your number. And that's all. I never imagined any of this would've happened." Youngjae's finger was endlessly tapping against his own arm as he glanced at his feet silently. "I still have to apologize to Jinyoung and to you respectively for hurting both of your feelings," Jaebum sighed as pushed back his hair, "but you've been my first priority because I don't know how to deal with you. To take care of you. But that is exactly what i'm trying to learn how to do. I'm sorry that I ever hurt you. Everything negative that I caused was unintentional, and I'm not expecting forgiveness." A few seconds of silence passed before Youngjae stood from his seat, grabbing his cup. His eyelids almost completely covered his eyes, not allowing the elder to see that he was almost crying again. Jaebum thought about stopping him, but he realized how clingy he must've been getting towards the other and didn't bother doing so. He glanced at the seat across from him, which was now empty, in defeat. Suddenly, Youngjae grabbed Jaebum's collar and pulled him in a swift move, placing his lips onto the other's. They stayed like that for a couple more seconds before Youngjae slowly separated the two, walking away as if nothing had happened. He licked his lips while traveling down the stairs. He didn't really like the taste of coffee that Jaebum's mouth had.

#breakfast delivery #wakaba #2jae #youngjae #jaebum #jaebum fluff #youngjae fluff #2jae fluff #got7 #got7 fluff #jinyoung #park jinyoung #bambam #jackson wang #yugyeom #kim yugyeom #mark tuan

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wasabi-duck · 7 years

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reverse idol jungkook

i always write for jungkook and yoongi but lmao i like writing for them the best so here we go…

anyway im offended nobody wants to talk about the ketchup song, i bet jungkook wouldn’t play me like that

okay so this is a reverse idol au wow

which means that you’re an idol, wow, surprise

i think for all of them it would be fun to do different kind of groups but idk for this one im going with the flow

im debating whether to make everyone in a kpop group because i mean most of us probably don’t live in korea so like…

you’re in a pop group though, we can start there!! your group isn’t like super popular, but you just released a single that topped a lot of charts and so now you’re getting a lot of positive attention and a wave of new fans!!

jungkook has been a fan from the beginning though wow surprise…

he was probably the fan that got hooked back in the predebut days (so are you kpop??) and he was the one that made shitty gifs on his moms desktop and uploaded the to the good old tumblr

from the beginning you were his fave tho like there is no denying that

you had a certain charm about you, and you always seemed so pure and innocent and you always were so open with your other members

like throughout all your mini video diary updates, you were always the one making sure everyone in the group got adequate speaking time and got to talk!!

and you’re always helping the other members when they’re struggling with a dance move or with some lyrics, like it’s so obvious that you’re the one who makes sure the rest of your members feel comfortable with what they’re doing??

yah that’s you and wow jungkook has the hots for you

just like my dad thinks winwin is hotter than flames smh

your group at this point, maybe like, you’re just coming up to your year mark??

and jungkook has been loyal all 365 days of this year and he’s like

he makes a cake??

he like makes this cake and it looks awful and later yoongi chokes on it and has to go to patient first lmao yikes

but like he gets so excited about you guys hitting your year anniversary that he bakes this cake with lots of icing and twenty times more sprinkles than that right??

and he puts like happy 1 year in really crappy writing on the top with some icing and he puts whip cream on too it looks wild to say the least

and then he puts some candles on for like the birthday of your group wow

not like i do that or anything when my bias has a birthday,,, haha,,,

okay but he uploads a picture of the cake to twitter and tags you guys or whatever idk how twitter works, im stupid

but like a lot of other fans start retweeting it or something because while comical, the gesture is really cute and sweet and kind of touching??

jung-

when did i stop saying jeongguk did i say this already

anyway jungkook gets all flushed because wow there are a lot of people talking about his cake

and guess what guys

guess what the heck what

you of all people retweet the tweet and you add a comment like “omg this is the cutest thing, thank you so much sweetheart!!”

and jungkook checks his twitter

and he just kinda

he screams and he kinda doesn’t mean to but he throws his phone and he’s shrieking and his mom comes down like boy i will beat you with a candle if you don’t shut up and his brother records his meltdown

he calls jimin and tae and the three of them scream and cry together omg like tae and jimin are the hypemen while jungkook has a come apart

he probably is one of those people that walks when he’s excited so he’s on the phone doing laps around the house and his lil puppy is trailing along all excitedly

after three hours of talking to the boys (i remember when i used to talk on the phone for three hours omg) he heads up to his room

where he promptly goes to his shrine of your group and like cries over it and hugs all three of your mini albums to his chest

he probably has like seven posters of you omg can you imagine

he would be the one to get shy when like he changes and all the posters are staring at him or something…

oh his mom probably would like come in his room all the time and if your clothes were too tight or something, his mom would cover your poster in sticky notes and jungkook would be like “mom plz you don’t understand it’s a looK”

jungkook omg also we all know my boy can draw right

he would be one of the crazy good fanartists that posts his drawings of the group (but mostly you)

and after the cake incident, his work and art gets so much more attention like he becomes a fairly popular fanartist for your group

for his birthday btw, yoongi and hoseok come together to write the worst, most cliche, cringy reader insert fanfic of you for him and he keeps it under his pillow every night

okay but also after the cake incident, you kinda sorta stalked his twitter account and you flipped out over how amazing his artwork is and all your group members crack up because you can spend hours just checking out his account and trying to somehow low key print pictures of the art

im watching a documentary in spanish yikes sorry im distracted

okay anyway your group

your group announces like a special one year anniversary meet and greet to thank the fans who have supported you guys for this time and all

jungkook is in school when he gets the notification on twitter and he loses it in class like the world is caving in around him and his teacher sent him down to the principals office because he was causing controversy

oh btw his binders at school are probably cute collages of your group thanks bye everyone

okay anyway

tbh probably tells the principal about the meet and greet

and the principal just kinda “okay…”

jungkook goes home that day and he is on cloud nine right this boy is having the time of his life like his heart has never felt lighter and he has never felt more alive in his life

he practically skips home from school (like winwin did when they played duck duck goose someone hold me)

and he bursts through the door and the smile on his face is so wide and so bright that his brother goes and gets some sunglasses

and he’s like “mom, dad, guess what! they’re having a meet and greeT”

his parents kinda exchange looks and they’re kinda !!

“well how much is it honey?”

and jungkook’s smile falters because he knows that guess what, his family doesn’t really have that kind of money right now, and the only way that he managed to get all his albums and posters was because he’s been saving up birthday and new year’s money and all

and he keeps that same smile on his face because jungkook doesn’t share his emotions and jungkook doesn’t let people know how he’s really feeling and he doesn’t want his family to know that the air has literally been stolen from his lungs

he just kinda shrugs and his voice is all quiet and he’s like “oh… it’s nothing important, i shouldn’t have mentioned it. sorry.”

he heads upstairs before he starts crying because jungkook like really got his hopes up??

and your music really speaks to him and he’s kind of developed this emotional dependence on your group and you guys never fail to make him smile and you always get him up when he’s feeling down and he just wishes that maybe he could somehow tell you all how important you are to him and how much you’ve done for him through your music and all!!

he goes upstairs and he locks himself in the room he shares with his bro and he just cries into his pillow

it’s the weekend right and that next morning he doesn’t get out of bed and he doesn’t leave his room

he won’t even open his phone up because he doesn’t wanna see everyone talking about the meet and greet he can’t go to

he’s not mad at his parents or anything, he’s just defeated like he’s loved you (guys) from before day one and now the chance to express that is slipping through his fingers

boy howdy someone is not happy with this

it’s min yoongi

surprise

he’s like i cannot not let my love,,, i cannot let this happen

like jungkook had called jimin and tae eventually and cried to them and they immediately told the other boys

and yoongi was like oh heck no my baby gets what he wants

imagine the kermit meme but with yoongi

yoongi: i gotta show the boys im cool and poised and don’t give a shit

yoongi to yoongi: buy jungkook meet and greet tickets

tbh he totally plans on doing it

like he researches it all and he figures out when they’re going on sale and that night (it’s like a week after the entire meltdown), the boys wanna go out to the karaoke bar or something

and yoongi is like i’m at work

and namjoon is like wth you’re laying on our couch

and yoongi is like “did i stutter kim namjoon do you want me to shove a hairbrush down your throat when you’re sleeping”

i just burnt my peanut butter toast and i wanna die tbh anyway

yoongi gets them, surprise!! well one for jungkook but like you get it

and he’s so proud of himself he is like i am the best in the world all hail min yoongi, king of spoiling his friends

he wants to wait to give them to jungkook but he cannot hold the excitement in so one day he just kinda heads over to jungkook’s house and traipses on in and jungkook is doing his calculus homework or something

and yoongi just shoves the ticket in his face and jungkook blinks and then he slowly realizes what’s up and he stares at yoongi then bursts into happy tears

fudge you two havent even met

okay so the day of the event jungkook probably wears a bias shirt with your name on it and he is alive okay like he brings his albums and his drawings of you to give to you because lil bun wants to like impress you??

he probably writes a note to you as well talking about how happy you make him and he’s like wait that’s creepy but jin is like no my child, no it is perfect and beautiful just like you and then he kisses jungkook’s head

the boys wait outside the event and they all have matching bomber jackets and sunglasses to be the jungkook protection squad

jungkook dies when he gets in there right

like there’s so much noise and chattering and people and he’s so uncomfortable and stressed tbh and he doesn’t feel good like he starts to panic

what if he like embarrasses himself?? what if he makes a fool of himself in front of you?? what if he like passes out or something or like gleeks oN YOU OMG

he’s like dying in line but he can’t help but keep checking you out the entire time and you are even more gorgeous in person and you aren’t even up close and personal yet…

he feels like he’s gonna die but the boys keep texting him reassuring messages and all he starts to calm down

he’s gripping everything so tight his knuckles go white

omg his turn though

he talks to all the members because you are at the end and all

and he’s like so shy and flustered but he manages to talk to them and explain how h’es been a fan from the beginning of time and he talks about all the best songs on the album and his fave choreos!! and he’s so cute and his face is all red and bright and he’s so !!!

okay i have a spanish benchmark so i should be going but

he finally gets to you and he’s like wow time to kms

he can’t even breathe like you are five inches away from him, in the living flesh, smiling like an angel and -

he kinda plops his albums down on the table and he can’t break eye contact with you to save his life and you just kinda laugh and smile wider because he’s so cute and you’re so flattered that like wow look at this cute fan??

but then he slips the drawings your way and he’s rambling on about how cool you are and how you’ve really inspired him to try new choreography and all and how he thinks you’re the most angelic person and all this other stuff

and you’re like !!

and your heart is racing because most fans are like wow you’re so attractive i love you but he’s going in depth about like you as a person and that’s so touching??

all your band mates keep glancing at you guys like suspiciously

you notice the drawings and you’re like wth is tHIS i HAVe SeeN thEsE

“you’re the birthday cake boy omg!!”

jungkook’s eyes widen and his jaw drops because you just admitted you’ve been stalking his twitter and you immediately cover your mouth with your hands and you’re like wth is this,,, i wanna die… what

jungkook just blushes and nods and smiles that cute bunny smile and your heart melts because he’s so cute and sweet and wow this isn’t very good

security isn’t feeling it though and they’re ushering you on so you quickly do like

the idol grab hands thing and you interlace your fingers and smile down at him

“im really glad i met you”

and he’s about to #die because you are like talking about meeting hIM

and you sign his albums real fast and wink before security ushers him on

but then you’re like “wait, i never got your name!”

and he just “jungkook!!”

“I hope to see you again jungkook!!”

you wave and he’s pushed off by security

the boys are in the parking lot and they’re like wth man how did it go and jungkook has the thousand yard stare

jimin shakes his shoulders and tae starts yelling and yoongi is like time to throw down??

but jungkook gets this loopy smile and he’s like “wow i am in loVE. love love. like actual love. like marriage love”

namjoon rolls his eyes and jin is like “young mAN YOU ARE TOO YOUNG”

but tae and jimin are poking through his albums and stuff and tae screams and everyone looks at him and he kinda

“man look at this!!”

in the back of the album is “hey cutie, i think i wanna get to know you more. shit, that sounds weird. i guess im saying, hot chocolate your speed?”

and then this is totally against idol code but im making this au so um

it’s your number and a cute smiley face and heart and jungkook passes out on the sidewalk

and guess what you do get hot chocolate after that

and jungkook is all nervous and embarrassed and he hides behind his face half the time and you think it’s cute…

and you guys text all the time?? like always??

you leak him lyrics and dance vids all the time and he’s like my hero…

you two hang out whenever your schedule permits but he still gets super shy whenever the other members of your group are over omg

they always tease you two as like scandalous and all but you really like jungkook!!

you like him enough to dedicate,,, a love song to him,,, on your first full album,,,

and like one day your group is on a talk show and the host is like so anyone, how about those relationships,,,

and you’re like well my boyfriend and i are-

and you’re like oH SHIT

and the boys are huddled around jungkook’s laptop, watching, and jungkook’s heart shatters because you have a boyfriend… since when…

and yoongi is like pal,,, buddy,,, amigo,,, it’s yOU

you guys officially get together in the dance studio really cheesy with help from your group mates and it’s so nice and wonderful and you guys always kiss and cuddle when you’re supposed to be rehearsing oops,,,

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strawberryspeachy · 7 years

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facebook keeps roping me into reading these articles saying “personality traits that end relationships” type things - when there’s no traits its just stories and when i read stories like these i always read them thinking “hm im probably one of them... am i one of the shitty people people can’t stand” but when i read them i’m like ‘woah. these people are psycho - i would never’ but like... this is one side of the story. i bet most of them aren’t that horrible - the people telling them are exaggerating. like when i first become friends with my college bff and she broke up with her ex-friend. she told me about all these psycho things her friend did to her and how she couldn’t handle it anymore. and i was like damn - she seems so nice in person thats insane but then after she stopped talking to me and told all our friends why and they... were too freaked out to even tell me the issues. they said they didn’t feel comfortable around me anymore. they looked at me like i might attack them can i just make a side not here and say: maybe this isn’t natural but being looked at like im a rapid animal kinda made me want to attack people for looking at me that way and after all that i thought about her fallout with her past friend... her stories and how they seemed so insane... probably because they were... i got to know this girl really well --- i realized how the stories probably went but anywho the fb stories where one girl wrote ‘he got in my faece and screamed at me’ just reminded me of this awful encounter i had with a coworker last year

so this one girl was really outspoken and people who got on her bad side she was a bitch to. i didn’t care for most of the summer cause she kept bitching out people who i didn’t like... at some point i got on her bad side. she stopped having that shitty ‘how are you’ small talk with me - which tbh i only did with most of those people to try and be friendly - their lives were boring af... boring in a “i don’t want anything more in life than to work in a shitty restaurant and smoke weed” ya i got off on tangents a lot but if i pretend to be interested in your lame ass life it really annoys me when people think i actually like them and that ignoring me hurts my feelings -- you know the actively turning your back at someone thing. like can you at least pretend to be professional anywho one afternoon i was told to clean this one machine that was too tall for me to reach, so i went in the back for the small ladder thats easy to carry (you’re not allowed to sit on anything in a restaurant if your on duty btw) this girl was sitting on it - which honestly no one cares if you’re not in the way and i politely was like “hey ______ such and such asked me to clean the chip machine and i was wondering if i could borrow the ladder for a couple minutes” she angerly went ‘there should be another one somewhere’ (there was a big ladder that wasn’t in the closet and the amount of time it takes to run around the kitchen and the restaurant trying to find shit is unacceptable) and i turned and started talking away while still in the same voice saying “yea.. i don’t feel like searching for it though ill just do it later” this girl screams after me something about how lazy i am and again about the other ladder blah blah like i was had other cleaning to do and the machine didn’t need cleaned right that second - i just wanted to get it out of the way --- i just ignored her fucking stupid BUT THATS NOT THE WORST... that was like a week or so before the worst thing alright so there’s always a bunch of dishes that need to be brought from being cleaning out to the kitchen. and most the lunch crew always neglect to bring them out - they run before anyone notices. i was the first one on for dinner the one day and as i walked in someone asked if i wanted a table which yah sure ill take a table immediately. I got there orders and stuff and then i went to look around at what i should do (honestly not much since lunch people were jsut getting off and thats their job) i heard someone ask this same girl what they should do as their sidework and she told them something there was a SHIT ton of dishes to be ran and it’s soo annoying having to clean up after other people he had walked away and i asked her if she could ask him to run dish since theres a lot back there she screamed to him to get dishes then was like “you could have told him yourself!” and i was like ‘oh i kinda meant in general - i wasn’t sure if you noticed the dishes yet before the lunch people go on break’ she said something assholy as she shook her head and went into the back which i ignored then the guy whod asked her for his sidework came back up and was like “what about me? I heard my name are you talking about me!?” and i reexplained what we were talking about the girl yells something from the back about hearing me talk about her and the guys like what’s going on me: idk i told her there were dishes back there isn’t she closing (the person who tells everyone what their sidework is) him: yea i thought so then he asks her if she is the girl comes back and starts yelling about how i can’t assume she’s closing and i should figure that stuff out before saying shit i told her i assumed she was since the guy asked her for side work and she told him so my bad then she started yelling at me more about closing bs which made no sense cause she was going back and forth between saying she is closing and telling people that stuff isn’t her responsibility (which it would be) or that she’s not and that no one knows whose closing (someone would fucking know by that time) also that im lazy and should go find something to do apparently heres my instigator issue - because i don’t let people just yell at me i respond. which i did to each thing like how i just got there. i brought a couple dishes out but thats not my work - im not gonna do the work that 5 lunch people should and can easily do (again) cause it happened all the time and shes yelling at me about how im not doing anything right now which I say I am my tables food is almost ready - im literally watching them finish it now then my tables food was ready (it was just salads so they took like 5 minutes) I go over and grab my tables food whilst still responding to this girl yelling at me and she keep telling me to shut up - no im not gonna shut up so long as you keep yelling at me (i have a very bad temper so it takes me extra extra control to not yell - which i didn’t - start talking in a bitch voice i did) then this girl goes follows me from one side of the kitchen to the other telling me “yeah go do your fucking job! get out of my face and shut up” and as i get to the door to exit she goes “that’s right get out of my kitchen and out of my face I don’t want to see you” And i turn around like “i dont wanna fucking see your face either. im only going because this is my job not because you told me to -get over yourself” and she walks at me going GO GO with her finger pointed in my face and starts fucking shoving me I was boiling. I was SOOOO close to putting the plates down and shoving her back i literally only didn’t because i wasn’t trying to be fired from my job. I was fucking livid i told my manager but i was so mentally unstable at that point i didn’t even mention the shoving she got ‘talked to’ but that was all - she was death glaring me after the fact though so i mean whatever i guees do i wish a lot of harm on the girl nah. would i trip her down a flight of stairs given the chance? yeah.

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sccoratrout98-blog · 7 years

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100 questions.

1 - Who was the last person you messaged on Facebook? - my boyfriend😆 2 - When is your birthday? - December twenty nine👑🎉🎂 3 - Who do you want to be with right now? - My love.🖤🖤 4 - What sports do you play? - None lol 5 - Who is the first person in your contacts? - I have no cell phone 6 - What is your favorite song as of the moment? - Ummm 7 - If you were stranded on an island with your best friend and ex best friend, how would you feel? - I had no bestfriends so does that mean I’ll be stranded on the island by myself??😂🤔 8 - What do you feel right now? - Nothing 9 - What chocolate is your favorite? - I don’t even Chocolate 10 - How many boyfriends/girlfriends did you have? - 2 boyfriends. 11 - Why did you create a Tumblr account? - I just created this not to long ago and I honestly don’t know why 12 - Do you have a Facebook? - Yes 13 - Where do you want to be right now? - This question was already asked but with my boyfriend I miss his bitch ass😭 14 - What do you want to be in the future? - I’m not sure

15 - When was the last time you cried? Why? - Lol probably a couple days ago😭😭😅 😂 16 - Are you happy? - Right now, sure.. 17 - Who do you miss? - quite a few people 18 - If you were given a chance, would you like to have a different life? - Hmm maybe not 19 - What was the best thing you were given? - Um 20 - Who was the last person who called you? - Idk 21 - What is your favorite dish? - Omg i have a lot lol mmm 22 - Who is your bestfriend? - Noobdy 23 - What is your biggest regret? - Hmm 24 - Have you ever cheated on your partner? - Once. 25 - Who do you spend crazy moments with? - Lol probably my familyyy 26 - Name someone pretty. - Me. LOL JK NOT!😂 27 - Who was the last person you hugged? - My nephew 28 - What kind of music do you listen to? - Any kind except country or gospel music. 29 - Are you over your past? - Yup ... Life goes on, Amigo!! 30 - Who is the last person in your contacts? - No phone. 31 - What kind of person do you want to date? - My Dakota. He’s the kind of person who I want to date😍 😘 32 - Do you have troubles sleeping at night? - Sometimes 33 - From whom was the last text message you received? - No phone 34 - What do you prefer, jeans or skirt? - Jeans lol 35 - How’s your heart? - It’s beating. 36 - Did you ever have a girlfriend/boyfriend whose name starts with a “C”? - Nope 37 - Do you like someone as of the moment? - I LOVE SOMEONE! 38 - What would you do if you were stuck in a vault with your current boyfriend/girlfriend and your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend? - My bf would beat the shit outta my ex and make me watch hahaha 39 - Do you have any phobias? - No?? wtf is that lmao 40 - Did you try to change for a person? - Tried,with my ex.. 41 - What’s the nicest thing have you given to someone? - Hmm 42 - Have you ever been backstabbed by a “friend”? - Yup 43 - Are you in a good or bad mood? - Currently, In a good mood I suppose😐 44 - Name the people you can’t live without. - My 4 nephews & 3 nieces, siblings and parents!!!! 45 - Describe your worst nightmare. - Zombie apocalypse dreamsss 46 - Describe your best dream. - idk 47 - How many roses did you receive last Valentine’s? - None 48 - Have you ever been kissed? - Lol duhhh! 49 - How long is your longest relationship? - 1 year & 8 months of bulllllllllshit hahahaha 50 - Do you regret your past? - some partss. 51 - Can you do something stupid for someone else? - yeah lmfao 52 - Have you ever cried over someone? - who hasn’t.. 53 - Do you have a grudge against anyone? - Nope😁 54 - Are you a crybaby? - lol can be jk.. 55 - Do people praise you for your looks? - wtf no haha😂 🤣 56 - Did you fall for someone you shouldn’t? - Once lol. 57 - Have you ever done something bad but you don’t regret? - Yup 58 - Do you like getting hurt? - fuckno. 59 - Does anyone hate you? - probably but i dont care.. 60 - Did you slap anyone whose name starts with an “A”? - um lol yah 61 - What hair color do you prefer? - black 62 - If you can change anything about yourself, what is it? - my smile 63 - Do you love someone as of the moment? - yessss!😋🖤 64 - Have you ever thought of killing yourself? - more than 5 times.. 65 - Do you have issues with somebody in your school/college/workplace? - nope 66 - Can you live without internet? - probably not lol 67 - What’s the song that reminds you of the person you like? - um 68 - Are you good at holding back your tears? - dependssss 69 - Do you think first before you speak? - sometimes 70 - Have you ever experienced being hysterical? - um no 71 - Are you a fan of musicals? - naw 72 - Do you study hard? - sometimes 73 - Have you ever sacrificed something important to you for someone you love? - lol i thinkkk 74 - Did you ever had a kiss under the moonlight? - so gay lol 75 - Have you ever ridden a boat? - duhhhhhhhh 76 - Did you have an accident last year? - nope?? 77 - What kind of person are you? - a person 78 - Have you ever thought of killing someone? - once lol jk 79 - Have you ever been jealous? - yes! 80 - How many jobs do you have? - none 81 - What are you thinking right now? - alcohol 82 - Who is the 6th person in your contacts? - no fucking phone.. 83 - Do you have any memories you want to erase? - omg yes!!!!!!!!!! 84 - Have you been hurt so bad that you can’t find words to explain how you feel? - mhm 85 - Did you ever badmouth someone? - lol duh 86 - Have you ever had an argument with someone? - who hasn’t lol 87 - Do you have trust issues? - yup 88 - Are you broken-hearted? - nope 89 - Who’s the person who first comes to your mind when someone mentions “love”? - Dakota. 90 - Do you think all the pain is worth it? - idk 91 - Do you believe in the phrase “If it’s meant to be, it will be”? - i guess 92 - What do you want to do this weekend? - idk man 93 - Do you believe in destiny? - hmmmm 94 - Have you ever thought “I am unloveable”? - lol wtf 95 - How do you look right now? - like shit!! 96 - Do you believe that things will get better? - yes. 97 - Have you ever drunk dialed someone? - hahah yeah 98 - What should you be doing right now? - nothing..but im gonna shower in abit after i have dinner. 99 - Name one of your ex-boyfriends/ex-girlfriends. - Hunter 100 - Did you ever feel like you’re not good enough? - Yes!

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