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parkjinmi · 3 years
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he is the coolest idol, our jiminie 🥺 (trans cr. minimoniT_T)
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firefeerie · 5 years
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JM to RM: You Jimin today
RM: I’ll Jimin tomorrow
JM: *cutely* Okay
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gingwrites · 3 years
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Spicy Tteokbokki (namjin)
Summary: Namjoon dines at his usual restaurant and orders his usual, but his usual chef is not around and Jin has just started there and makes his order, but it doesn���t taste as it usually does.
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“The usual?”
Namjoon nodded, settling himself down into the seat. It had been a long day, and he really wanted some comfort food from his favorite restaurant.
“I’ll have that right out for you,” the waitress said.
“You’re the best, Mari,” Namjoon smiled up at her. He’d been here enough times that the entire wait staff knew his name and his order. You could say he was a little predictable. 
Namjoon pulled out his book from his bag, content to sit there in peace until his order arrived. He was just getting to an exciting part when a steaming bowl of tteokbokki was set down in front of him, blocking his view of the book.
“Order up!” Mari smiled before turning and leaving Namjoon to eat and read in peace.
Namjoon quickly grabbed his chopsticks with one hand and picked the book back up with the other. 
After the first bite, Namjoon thought the tteokbokki tasted a little different, but it was still delicious. Too focused on his book, it took Namjoon a couple more bites to realize what was different. It was spicy. Like spicy spicy. It felt like his mouth was on fire.
Dropping his chopsticks, Namjoon quickly grabbed for his glass of water, but in his haste, accidentally knocked it over instead. Water spilled all over the table. Namjoon jumped out of his seat, trying to avoid getting his pants soaked, hoping for one less accident tonight.
“What happened?” Mari asked, running over to his table at the commotion. It was a good thing that it was pretty late and the restaurant was empty, or Namjoon would be pretty embarrassed as to what just happened.
“Water?” Namjoon was able to get out, fire still burning in his mouth.
Mari turned on her heel and ran back behind to counter and poured him a new glass, hurrying back over not a minute later. Namjoon quickly downed the glass.
“What the hell happened?” Mari asked again, stumped as to what could’ve made Namjoon act that way. It was the same thing he’d ordered the last hundred times he’d been in.
“The tteokbokki. It was super spicy,” Namjoon choked out. He looked back at the table and saw what a mess it was. Water covered the table and was dripping onto the floor. It was also slowly making its way toward his overturned book, so Namjoon jumped over to grab it before it could become ruined. His chopsticks had rolled onto the floor as well. Luckily, the tteokbokki bowl was still sitting upright. He didn’t need to add that to the mess.
“It was your usual! What could’ve-” Mari cut herself off, eyes widening. She quickly grabbed the bowl of tteokbokki and ran back into the kitchen. Namjoon stood there watching her go, confused as to what just happened.
“What?” a voice yelled from the kitchen a moment later before the door Mari had just run through swung open and a man in an apron stormed out. “Who didn’t like my tteokbokki?” 
The man looked around the empty restaurant before landing on the only customer, Namjoon. He stomped his way over, stopping less than a foot away.
Namjoon was stunned. Not only did he not know what was happening, but the man was beautiful. 
“Who are you to not like my tteokbokki?” the man demanded.
“Uhh,” Namjoon tried to get out. This man was not Minjoon, the chef who normally made his tteokbokki.
Sensing how confused and distraught Namjoon was, Mari quickly jumped in.
“It’s my fault,” Mari interrupted before Seokjin could start yelling again. “I completely forgot you aren’t usually here when Namjoon is, Seokjin. Minjoon is typically always here and knows Namjoon’s usual order. I forgot to write down his full order since Minjoon knows it by heart.”
Seokjin started grumbling under his breath but Mari continued.
“Namjoon here doesn't like chili paste in his tteokbokki, Seokjin. When I write his order, I can just say Namjoon is here and Minjoon knows how to prepare it, but I didn’t think to write that down for you. I’m sorry,” Mari quickly bowed her head, hoping for forgiveness from both parties.
“It’s alright, Mari,” Namjoon said. “It’s an honest mistake.”
Mari smiled at him, and both her and Namjoon turned to Seokjin to see what his reaction would be. 
“Let me make you a new bowl,” Seokjin offered after a moment. “Just the chili paste, right? No other modifications?” 
Namjoon smiled and shook his head. Seokjin nodded and turned back toward the kitchen.
Mari and Namjoon made quick work of cleaning up the table while Seokjin made a new bowl. By the time they were done, Seokjin was walking back out with a steaming bowl in his hands.
“Mari, I’ve got this. Why don’t you go ahead and head out. It’s almost closing anyway,” Seokjin offered. 
Mari quickly nodded her thanks and headed back to the kitchen.
Seokjin set the bowl in front of Namjoon and gestured for him to take a seat.
“Now, I need to get to know the only man I’ve ever met who didn’t like my tteokbokki,” Seokjin said, sliding into the booth opposite Namjoon. “I still can’t believe you didn’t like my tteokbokki! And chili paste! That’s what got you?”
Namjoon bowed his head, trying to hide his blush. He’d like to think he could handle spicy foods, but he knew he was pretty weak when it came down to it, telling the other man as such.
Seokjin just laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. 
“Are you sure you should be doing this?” Namjoon questioned after a moment of awkward silence. “I mean, I get that it’s late and I’m your only customer, but what if your boss comes in or something?”
Namjoon had no problem talking with the pretty man, but he didn’t want to get him in trouble.
“Oh, the boss won’t mind,” Seokjin replied with a smirk.
“How do you know? Aren’t you worried about getting in trouble and losing your job?” 
“Fine, I’ll ask him,” Seokjin sighed, turning his head slightly to the right. “Seokjin, as the boss and owner of this restaurant, are you okay with me talking with this handsome man sitting in front of me?” Seokjin then turned his head slightly to the left. “Why yes, Seokjin, my most amazing chef! I would love for you to sit and talk with this handsome man with the most beautiful eyes.” 
Seokjin then turned back to Namjoon.
“See, he’s okay with it,” Seokjin said with a laugh, shrugging his shoulders.
Namjoon let his mouth hang open for a moment in shock before he let out a small laugh. 
“You’re something else, you know that?” Namjoon asked with a smile on his face.
“Yes, I know. Now, eat your tteokbokki and tell me all about yourself,” Seokjin replied, gesturing toward the bowl sitting in front of the other man.
Namjoon looked down and realized that he’d completely forgotten that he hadn’t even eaten dinner yet. He grabbed his chopsticks and took his first bite, holding in a moan at how good it was.
“So Namjoon, what do you like to do in your free time?”
By the end of the night, Namjoon was walking away with a full stomach, a new contact in his phone, and a date scheduled for the following week. It might have been the weirdest night he’s ever had at the restaurant, but he wouldn’t be forgetting it anytime soon.
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Please let me know what you think! I’m trying to get back into the habit of writing again, so I’m trying to write thread fics on twitter (@/yoongismandu). If you have a request, let me know here or on my curious cat (linked on twitter). I’m going to post threads on twitter first and then here and on ao3 a few days after, so follow me on twitter to read them first! 
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vantaestummy · 4 years
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it’s been a really awful summer friend-wise for me but your work always cheers me up, perhaps when you have the time or if you don’t mind the prompt, could you write a little bit of minjoon for me? jiminnie comes home from a rough day, overworked himself to the point of illness & tears. joon does his best to comfort him, doing whatever he may need. emeto only , please. you rock!!
the A/N: same bby. i had a friend straight up kiss my crush that i’ve had for like three years. it’s all good. i hope this helps.
TW///emeto & descriptions of panic and stress
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Jimin’s part time job consists of teaching ballet to little kids at a dance academy, one that is not too far from him and Namjoon’s apartment.
Jimin loves his job with all his heart. He loves working with children and helping them to enhance their dance skills. He only wishes that he himself, had gotten such an early start. Maybe then, his technique would be impeccable.
Let Namjoon tell it, his dancing is impeccable. Jimin couldn’t have asked for a more supportive boyfriend. Namjoon always makes sure to film his performances, cheer for him the loudes in the crowdt, and is the first at the stage door with Jimin’s favorite chocolates and a bouquet of flowers just to drive the point home. Jimin couldn’t be more lucky, but today, the dancer doesn’t think that the comfort of his boyfriend is enough to get him through.
One of the parents had complained that their daughter wasn’t getting enough out of the class. Apparently, Jimin’s teaching style was not worth the money she was paying, and asked for his immediate removal, rather than questioning the motives of her child. In reality, the girl is a brat, always picking on the other students and never taking the exercises seriously. Jimin always made sure to create a positive and friendly environment for his students, but this girl takes advantage of Jimin’s kindness. He doesn’t blame her, really. She is clearly spoiled and acting out because dancing is not what she wants to do. And that’s okay. It is her mother who is forcing her into an activity that she hates, and on top of that, giving her everything that she wants regardless of whether or not she is deserving. 
When Jimin gets called into the boss’s office, he knows that this is the end. He knows that he is going to be let go. The mere thought of it brings tears to his eyes. Thankfully, his boss Hoseok is one of the kindnest, most understanding people in the world. 
Unfortunately, his hands might be tied. 
“Jimin-ah, you’re amazing, you are, and even though I believe you, we have to figure something out. I’m not firing you, but if she goes above my head and contacts my boss, I don’t think there will be much that I can do. Just, don’t stress, okay? We’ll figure this out.” 
And as kind as Hoseok was, Jimin didn’t heed his advice. 
On the bus ride home, Jimin is a puddle of tears, blood pulsing through his veins, making him ridiculously dizzy and worst of all, nauseous. Jimin wasn’t necessarily prone to motion sickness, but with the swaying of the bus, as well as all of his pent up anxiety from the fear of losing his job, he couldn’t take it. 
As soon as the bus stops, Jimin is off and running, his feet pounding against the pavement as runs to where his boyfriend is. Tears pour down his red cheeks, making it nearly impossible to see from how blurry they are. 
Jimin snatches his keys from his back pocket, his hands trembling from all the nerves. He can see the key that will open his front door, but his hands shake so much that picking it from the ring is incredibly difficult. 
The door opens, Namjoon having heard all of the ruckus Jimin had caused. 
“Baby? Jimin-ah what’s wrong? Baby.” Namjoon cups at Jimin’s cheek, the younger of the two still trying to find the right key. 
“J-Joonie, Joonie-hyung―” Jimin weeps, falling into Namjoon’s front side as he collapses. Namjoon pulls him inside, hoisting the fragile dancer into his arms as he kicks the door closed. “Baby, baby talk to me, please, what’s wrong?” 
Jimin sobs, his chest heaving as he tries to regain control of his breathing. 
“I-I c-can’t breathe hyungie―” 
“Look at me, baby it’s okay, I’m right here. You’re okay.” 
As Jimin’s sobs become more forceful, they start to morph into something more grotesque, his stomach leaping into his throat. 
Jimin starts to gag.
“’M, ‘m gonna throw up.” He weeps. 
Namjoon nods, trying desperately to calm his raging heart. 
“Okay, okay baby. Let’s go to the bathroom, okay?” 
Jimin’s voice cracks as he inhales with a wheeze. “O-Okay.” 
Namjoon carries a frail Jimin down the hall and into the bathroom, the younger man choking and sputtering beneath the palm of his hand. He tries to swallow down the bile in his throat, but it only makes his stomach feel sicker. 
Jimin nearly breaks his knee bones as he collapses in front of the toilet, gagging fruitlessly over the toilet, spit flying from his lips. He coughs, a small splash of the salad that he ate for lunch, trickling into the toilet. 
Namjoon whimpers, the hurt that he feels for his boyfriend, more than evident. 
“My Jimin, my poor Jimin-ah, what made you sick like this baby?” 
Jimin croaks, choking out a surprising torrent of vomit. His heaves echo within the porcelain, grated and broken. His retches are crackled and frayed with anguish, so loud that Namjoon can hear the damage that Jimin is causing to his throat. He heaves, his head almost hitting the toilet lid as his body jolts forward from the force of his sound. Jimin squeaks as another forceful round of vomit pours from his lips. He raises a shaking hand to flush but the effort takes far too much energy than his body is willing to give. 
“Baby, you have to calm down. You’ll only make yourself feel worse. I need you to take deep breaths with me. I’ll do it with you, here, feel.” Namjoon takes Jimin’s weak hand into his own, placing it against his chest as he exaggerates every breath. “Just like this, breath with me. In, and out, in, and out, yes, Jimin-ah, like that.” 
Jimin shivers, his breaths stuttered as he tries to follow the melody of Namjoon’s voice. Jimin has always loved Namjoon’s voice, so deep and tranquil. 
Jimin breathes out on a deep exhale, his voice still withered, raspy, from the vomiting. Namjoon pets at his hair. “Jimin, do you think you can stand? Let me take care of you.” 
Jimin mewls, shriveling up against the toilet. “I ‘on’t know... My stomach... it hurts...” 
“Do you still feel nauseous?” 
Jimin ponders the question for a moment. He shakes his head. 
“No, just, achey.” 
“Well let’s get you up. You need to rest. You’ve been working too hard.” 
Jimin winces as Namjoon cradles him, pulling him to his feet and flushing the toilet with his foot. 
Jimin giggles bitterly, tears sprinkling to life in his eyes. “Look at me, I’m so―”
“Don’t you dare. This is your body’s way of telling you that you need a break. Not only have you been going to school, but working with the dance team as well as teaching the kids? Baby, you pulling yourself too thin.” 
Did Jimin mention that Namjoon is a nurse in training? It’s a plus, but sometimes, his boyfriend’s knowledge can work against him. 
“I like working Joon-ah. I like to feel like I’m doing something.” Jimin mumbles with a pout. He is curled up on the couch, his hands tucked into tiny fists against his chest. Namjoon gets the tea going before draping a cover over Jimin’s small body. 
“You’re always doing something Jimin. When was the last time you had anything to eat besides take-home salads and protein shakes? When was the last time you slept more than five hours? You never come to bed with me anymore. I sometimes get up to check on you and you’ll still be practicing till three in the morning. Maybe that wouldn’t be so bad if you didn’t have to get up at six in the morning to get ready to teach a class, not to mention that you have your own classes right after that. You’re tearing yourself apart and I’m not going to stand for this any longer. Tomorrow, you’re taking the day off.” 
Jimin gasps, a giggle spilling from his lips. He can’t really believe Namjoon’s audacity, but, it is also incredibly endearing. 
“Joon-ah, I can’t just―” 
“You are. You’re taking the day off tomorrow and so will I. I’m going to cook for you, erh, I’ll order in, and we can watch movies like we used to and... spend time together. I know this sounds selfish but, as much as I want you to rest for you, I want you to rest for me. I love you Jimin.” 
The tiny dancer laughs uncontrollably, his voice still tinged with pain from being sick, but he can’t help it. 
His boyfriend is so good to him. 
“I love you more, Joonie.” 
“Impossible. I love you most.” 
Jimin titters, pulling Namjoon in for a hug. “Come, rest with me.” 
Namjoon kisses his forehead. “After I finish your tea. When you feel better, do you think you’ll be able to tell me what made you feel so bad? You really scared me baby.” 
Jimin sighs, grazing Namjoon’s cheek with his thumb. 
“A mom at the studio. She says her kid isn’t learning anything in the class when really, her daughter is the one causing so much trouble. I don’t know what else to do. Hoseok-hyung said that he wouldn’t fire me but, if this mom complains again, it might be out of his hands.”
Namjoon frowns. “Have you had a talk with this mom? Has Hoseok?” 
Jimin shakes his head. “No but, she’s one of the studio’s best clients. Her whole family has trained there. This girl though... she doesn’t want to dance. I can tell Namjoon. She hates it there and so, she acts out. Now her mom is blaming me.” 
Namjoon nods his head. This is a tricky situation, and with Jimin’s job on the line, it’s no wonder that he suffered such a massive panic attack. 
“Why don’t we have a talk with this mom, and if push comes to shove, we’ll find you someplace else to work. You need to give yourself more credit. You are one of the most talented dancers I know Jimin-ah. Any studio would be honored to have you as a teacher.” 
Jimin groans, leaning against the pillows of the couch. “What did I do to deserve you...”
Namjoon smiles. “I should be asking you the same thing.” 
Suddenly, the smoke alarm goes off. 
“Shit.” Namjoon jumps to his feet to turn off the tea kettle. Jimin laughs, the joyous sound bringing a dimpled smile to his face. 
“This is why we are ordering in tomorrow.” He calls out, melting into the couch cushions as his body succumbs to sleep. 
Namjoon is right, he needs a break. 
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dubacheryking · 4 years
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Anon star here! For your send me a ship rb: all Jimin ships (yoonmin, jikook, vmin, minjoon, jihope, jinmin)
ah, hello again star! this is going to be all over the fucking place lmao
jinmin:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(probably not though, i just don’t... see much there chemistry-wise? then again what the fuck do i know)
yoonmin:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(i mean. duh.)
jihope:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(i mostly ship this with yoongi in the mix, because, you know, i love my yoonmin, but i definitely don’t mind jihope on it’s own.)
minjoon:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(it just annoys me how people interpret them because of the different heights? if that makes sense. i wish people would stop making jimin a weak little bitch if you know what i mean.)
vmin:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(definitely see them in more of a brotherly/best friend relationship myself.)
jikook:  ew / nonono / maybe / ship it / aww / otp / MY HEART
(same pretty much, with the added bonus of a. people seemingly forgetting he’s older and treating him like a fucking baby in this ship and b. the same thing as with minjoon. height don’t mean SHIT goddamn it.)
this is long! sorry about that but hope this answered your questions! :)
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yosulbujog · 3 years
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@rearrangedmolecules​ sent:  Look into my eyes - from danny!
send “look into my eyes” & hear what minjoon sees  🎮  accepting
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I see:
Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You
You’re:
Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something
You:
Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me
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kwanisms · 5 years
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Good Afternoon, Mr. Wen - w.jh
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╰┈➤ anonymous said: hi! could i request a drabble for junhui of svt where he’s a kindergarten teacher? (i saw pictures of him and his little brother and just thought it was the cutest) ➮ kindergarten teacher!Jun × fem!Reader wc: 1k summary: When your sister asks you to pick up your nephew, you never expected to run into an old high school friend who happened to be your nephew’s teacher and your old crush. genres/themes/au: fluff; non idol au, teacher au warnings: just super sweet fluff
a/n: this is such a cute concept and Junhui with kids, (tbh any man being good with kids) is a huge weakness for my maternal side. I hope you liked it and thank you for requesting it! Thank you to all who read and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms.
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You had gotten the call late that afternoon. Your sister was panicking. “Please, (Y/N)! Can you please pick Minjoon from school today? I have meetings booked up all afternoon and Daehyun is out of town on a business trip,” she said over the phone. You were already in your car and buckling your seatbelt. “Yeah, send me the address and I’ll be right over,” you said and your sister thanked you profusely before hanging up. Your phone buzzed when you got the address which you put into your GPS and were on your way.
The drive took no time at all. You arrived, pulling into the parking provided for short visits. It seemed as though most kids had already been picked up. You made your way to the main office. Once inside you told them you were here to pick up your nephew.
“My sister should have called. It was a last minute change since she couldn’t get out of work,” you explained to the secretary who looked through the contact information for your nephew. “Miss (Y/N)?” she asked and you nodded, pulling out your ID to show her you weren’t some crazy kidnapper.
The secretary walked you out of the office and down the hall where the kindergarten classes were. At the end of the hall she knocked on a door and opened it when a voice called out in response. You followed her into the room where you saw Minjoon coloring at one of the small round tables. You looked from Minjoon when the secretary spoke. “This is Minjoon’s guardian today.” she said gesturing at you and you looked at the man sitting behind the desk who looked up from the papers he was looking over.
Your heart nearly stopped.
Sitting before you was your old high school crush, Wen Junhui. The same quiet boy on the baseball team with his best friends. The same guy you had struck up conversation with and befriended by the end of sophomore year. He hadn’t changed much except maturing and losing whatever baby fat he had held onto in high school.
Junhui got up from his desk and smiled at the secretary. “Thank you Ms. Kim,” he said and she took her leave. You turned back to Junhui. “Wen Junhui, wow,” you said smiling. “How long has it been?” you asked and he returned the smile. “Too long, (Y/N). How have you been?” he asked and you shrugged. “Alright, I suppose. I didn’t know you were a teacher!” you said and he smiled, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah,” he laughed nervously. “I am. Kindergarten no less,” he added.
“What have you been up to?” he asked. “Just working. PR relations, social media management,” you said waving your hand. “I won’t bore you with the intimate details. I’m just here to pick up Minjoon,” you said. He looked back at the coloring child. “Is he your-?” Junhui asked and you shook your head.
“He’s not mine. My sister’s. She couldn’t pick him up because of work and his dad is on a business trip,” you said and Junhui smiled sadly. “You must have drove a ways away,” he said and you shook your head. “I actually live in the city so I’m not far at all. And I don’t mind. He’s my nephew,” you said. With that you walked up to Minjoon’s table and knelt down.
“Hey buddy,” you said softly and he looked up flashing you a huge grin. “Auntie Y/N!” he said launching himself into your arms and hugging you tightly. You smiled and stood up, holding him. Junhui smiled, his heart melting at the sight. “Let’s clean up your stuff,” you said setting Minjoon back down and Junhui stepped forward. “I can do that,” he said smiling. “I pulled that stuff out for him while he was waiting. It’ll go back in the class supply box,” he said matter-of-factly.
You shook your head. “It’s no trouble really, look,” you said nodding down at Minjoon who was already cleaning up his crayons and stacking the papers neatly. He picked up the box of crayons and headed for a cupboard to put them away. “He’s a smart kid,” Junhui said and you nodded. “He is,” you remarked. The two of you stood watching the child finish cleaning up his space before he returned.
“Can you go grab your bag for me?” you asked him in a light tone and he nodded, hurrying over to his cubby and grabbing his things. You turned to face Junhui. “We should catch up sometime,” he said and you nodded. “Is your number still the same?” he asked to which you shook your head. “Here,” Junhui said walking over to his desk and pulling his phone out of the drawer.
He handed it to you for you to put your information in. You punched in your number and handed it back to him. “I’ll text you, so you have my number he said as he finished saving your contact in his phone. “Maybe I can finally take you on that date I promised you senior year,” he added with a smile and your heart fluttered in your chest. “I would love that,” you said as Minjoon returned.
“All ready?” you asked and he nodded. You reached out for his hand which he gave you before you turned your attention to Junhui. “It was great seeing you again, Jun, really,” you said and he returned your smile. “You too, (Y/N), you look great. I’ll text you later, okay?” he said and you nodded. With that you said goodbye and headed out of the room.
As you were putting Minjoon in his seat you felt your phone buzz. You finished buckling Minjoon in and stood up straight, pulling your phone out and looking at it.
Unknown: hey it’s Junhui. How about that date? Dinner at my place on Saturday?
You smiled and typed in a response back.
You: sounds perfect (:
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TW: Emeto
Pairing: MinJoon..YoonJin if you squint :)
It was Jimin’s second day of being plagued with the stomach flu and he dreaded it. His stomach still roiled and coiled even after throwing up, it was miserable.
He was currently, literally sandwiched between both the oldest hyungs, Yoongi and Jin. Yoongi was stroking his hair with sleepy fingers, the old mixing bowl over his side when he warned the younger to wake him up if he felt queasy at all. Jin has his arms laced around Jimin’s middle from where he was rubbing the bloated tummy during the night, it came to a halt when the oldest drifted off too.
Jimin is wide awake however, he peels himself out of their arms and puts his head in his hands, swallowing convulsively.
He should really wake Yoongi up and ask for the bowl to be sick, but his hyung slept so well that Jimin didn’t have the heart to wake him.
His stomach gurgles, instantly rubbing it and earning a whine from the young vocalist. Nausea settles in like a rock load and it makes him sweat, his hands going clammy and his cheeks growing hot. There’s a burn of acidic bile in his throat, his shoulders roll with a silent gag before he’s up and running to the bathroom.
He’s done it so many that Jimin doesn’t bother with the light. He’s too busy trying to keep his stomach where it belonged. He falls in front of the bowl and hugs it, retching quietly.
“Jimin?” A deep voice breaks the ice, Jimin responds with a deep blech. His back arching as he breathes heavily, a sweat slicked forehead and tear filled orbs.
It’s Namjoon. Still with his shoes on, he’s probably got back from the studio, assumes Jimin.
The rapper makes a distinct pitying noise with a click of his tongue, flicking the light on he steadily creeps up behind the sick boy and begins rubbing circles into his blades. “You’ve been really pukey huh?”
Jimin groans at the truth of that. His insides tightened and he pitches forward again, retching emptily making Namjoon grimace and frown worriedly. He sighs and sits on the edge of the bathtub, patting Jimin’s back slowly.
“Hyungie..” Jimin whines, he just feels so gross. Namjoon hums, reassuring “I’m here chim. Just focus on puking and getting it all up for me okay?”
The singer nods, screwing his eyes shut as he attempts to breathe through the nausea that whirrs in his tummy. His stomach churns violently as his body jolts with a sickly hiccup, morphing into a loud retch which sends a thick wave of sick down the bowl with a splash.
Jimin coughs wetly, lips curving in and shoulders hunching as he heaves up another bout that makes it past his lips. More rough and hot as his brows pinch in discomfort when he whimpers, Namjoon hushes “shh, Minnie you’re okay, well done buddy”
Namjoon checks the half full bowl, carding his fingers through Jimin’s soft but slightly greasy locks “do you think you’re done..or is there more?”
“M-more..” Jimin makes out thickly, gagging.
“How I wish I could take your stomach for you chim” Namjoon exaggerates, his heart clenches pitifully at the younger’s strife. He feels tremendously guilty for not being able to do much aside from back rubs and holding hair at this point.
Namjoon’s dorky comment manages to elicit a small giggle from Jimin “you’re asking for a pretty weak tummy then, hyung”
Namjoon shrugs “not when it comes to alcohol”
Jimin snorts weakly, he keeps his head low when he feels bile crawl up and sit at his throat. He gags, leaning forward and bringing up the yellow substance with a cough and sputter.
Namjoon frowns, he crouches down and wraps his big arms around Jimin’s chest. It looked like he was about done so he flushes for him, muttering into his ear “hyung brought some Gatorade for you, have some sips of that so you don’t get dehydrated”
Jimin nods, turning on his heels and hugging the older. His cheek pressed against the broad chest as Namjoon takes some tissue, wiping Jimin’s lips clean. “Don’t sleep here chim, beds are more comfier”
“No, Namjoon-ie hyung is” Jimin retorts with a yawn making the rapper chuckle and rub his back “alright alright little one, you can come to my bed for tonight, how’s that sound?”
Jimin’s subtle snores were enough of an answer, and Namjoon can’t help the dimpled smile...
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staygoldjimin · 5 years
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About to drop some amazing fanfictions I’ve been reading lately. I literally have to share these because god they blow my mind. I’m so HOOKED. 
Here we go! ALSO please be warned: a lot of these have some dark tags in them! Not all are soft fanfics! 
I've loved you for a thousand years, I'll love you for a thousand more by  SerendipitylovesJikook
Jungkook, the most dangerous vampire to ever exist on earth awakens after centuries of being sealed away to a new world, where vampires live in the shadows among humans. Jungkook has a score to settle with the witches who killed his lover and sealed him away. But his plans of revenge are drilled when he learns that his lover was reincarnated as a human- Jungkook is then ushered into a world of the living, a world of sensuality beyond his imagination.
Ships: Jikook  Commentary: THIS. DAMN. FIC. RIGHT HERE. WOW. 
Baby we both know that the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day...by  myheartandsoulbelongtonamjoon
Jeon Jungkook was looking for something to give his life meaning. Granted, the mafia may not have been the best option, but he was desperate and desperation leads to decisions we shouldn't make. When he joins Kim Namjoon's crime organization he finally feels like he has a home, though his attraction to the mob boss makes things more dangerous than he could have foreseen.
Add in Park Jimin, one of the heads of a rival crime family--and Namjoon's ex-boyfriend--and you have more drama than any soap opera could ever offer. Love can be deadly and all three of the actors involved will learn this firsthand.
Ships: Minjoon, NamKook, Taegi, Vkook and 2seok Commentary: Istg if you guys have not read a single fanfic from myheartandsoulbelongtonamjoon you should slap yourself in the face. lol kidding. their fics are SO GOOD. They’ll have you on edge. They’ll have you hooked. They’ll have you going through a rollercoaster of emotions. This one particular will have you hurt one minute, cheering the next then biting your nails waiting for the next chapter lol! Their balance with love, drama, action and everything else is extremely good. 
What I Never Knew I Always Wanted by  Ninjava 
Jimin knew he was weak for big brown eyes, nose scrunches, and adorable smiles. He was just under the impression he only had to worry about the eyes, nose, and smiles of his five year old daughter--not her piano teacher.
Ships: Jikook Commentary: I honestly was NOT expecting this fic to be this good. Now I’m hooked waiting impatiently for the next chapter. Soft cute Jungkook? Military slightly tsundere Jimin with a soft side?? EVEN CUTER, ADORABLE DAUGHTER? AhhhhhhhHHhHHhh! There’s no rushing. No immediately together after the first chapter. Is that a spoiler? woops lmfao.  It’s well paced and very well written. I can’t get over Military Jimin though wow. 
The black fox by  Crankymochi
Detective Jeon Jungkook finally made it off the desk job to his first case. Of course it was a hopeless one, taking down the black fox clan. But with the help of a new lead in the form of a very georgous blonde man sitting in interrogation room 3, he might just crack this case.
"Are you a good person detective?", Jimin asked out of nowhere. "Depends on who you ask", Jungkook let out a fake laugh. "Same goes for me", the blonde said.
Ships: jikook Commentary: JFKHKJFHKDHGF Criminal Jimin is the biggest little shit in this one LOL. There’s so many questions though that will have you paranoid and anxious for the updates. All I got to say about Jungkook is...OH NO BABY WHAT IS YOU DOIING?? This author also has a trailer for this fanfic and it’s EXTREMELY GOOD. it’s HERE
What’s a Soul Really Worth, Anyway? by  thisneedsmorefilth
Jungkook and his coven summon a demon for Samhain. The issue is getting him to leave.
Or
Six witches wrongly assume that just because you CAN summon something like Jimin, that you SHOULD.
Ships: Jikook Commentary: Witches, demons, angst OH MY! I can’t pass up powerful demon Jimin he’s just too badass! Although he’s a major ass in this fic, but DON’T WORRY I’M ABSOLUTELY SURE IT WILL GET BETTER. IT BROKE MY HEART TOO BUT I’M STILL WAITING FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER. Jungkook and the gang kicks ass too!
Orange Puzzle by  JJ_army
Namjoon feels empty, lonely and lost. Reason why he decides to buy an hybrid. To keep him company, to give him a reason to come back home early instead of working up until ungodly hours of the night. When he sees the orange haired hybrid, he just knows it's the hybrid he's looking for. Grumpy, apparently angry with the world and cute, Park Jimin is a puzzle, one that Namjoon suddenly decides he wants to desperately solve.
Ships: Minjoon and taejin  THIS FANFIC HAS TRIGGERS SUCH AS RAPE/NONCONSENT AND MANY MORE PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.  Commentary: Even though they eat a lot of pasta and watch movies all the time this fanfiction is hella cute and I liked that it’s not fast paced. Slow burn indeed. Poor Jiminie :( and cute soft Namjoon uwu
OKAY THIS NEXT ONE SOME REALLY DARK TRIGGERS. SUCH AS RAPE/PROSTITUTION. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.  If These Legs Could Walk by  QuadeNomen, WISTLEMOE
Things at the hostel Jimin’s uncle owns are simple. Jimin does as he’s told and he gets to stay. Or, it should be simple. If Jimin could get around like a normal person, help like a normal person, then maybe doing what he was told would only entail the simplicity of housework and chores. But Jimin’s been incapable of walking since the accident that killed his parents. Simple things like housework and chores aren’t really something he’s capable of. So maybe his stepfather had a different way Jimin could help bring in revenue. As another man he doesn’t know opens Jimin’s useless legs he lets his mind drift away, wondering how far he could be by now if he could just run away. 
Ships: Yoonmin and side Namjin  Commentary: ah my heart bleeds for Jimin in this one but it’s so good. Yoongi is such a cutie too. Makes me want to cry and sing serendipity.  That’s it! I have SO many more to list but I’ll wait for another day to post those! Sorry if my commentaries are not good I suck with words lol. I hope you guys check these out and end up liking them! Please comment on them! I feel so bad for some of the authors not receiving much love for their work. THEY’RE AMAZING. 
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peaches-and-hoshi · 5 years
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WINTER 2018/2019 FIC REC [6]
PART 1 (PART 2 3 4 5 in the works)
TAGS: F for fluff, S for smut, D for character death, A for angst, ♥ favorites
i specified ao3′s ratings to clear up any confusion regardings how fluffy/smutty fics are
CANON UNIVERSE
into the morning light by realface [YOONSEOK, teen and up, F, hobi is tired and accidentally asks yoongi out] ♥
even if it breaks down, oh better by misspamela [YOONSEOK, teen and up, F/A, some good ol’ pre-debut pining] ♥
if found please return to by misspamela [YOONSEOK, general audiences, F, hobi gets drunk in bv2]
Let the seasons change your mind by luminate [NAMGI, teen and up, F/A, enemies to friends to lovers, yoongi hates being a trainee, and hates kim namjoon, then he grows up] 
blue side by cutaepatootae [VHOPE, teen and up, F/A/light smut, Tae likes to sleep in Hobi’s bed, it gets complicated, pining, questionning of sexuality] ♥
feelings you provide by sugarlizard [TAEGI, teen and up, F, sort-of clothes-sharing? Tae keeps borrowing Yoongi’s A ring when he needs comfort]
like you like that by misspamela [TAEGI, teen and up, F, tae has been in love for a long time, it’s grown into a quiet, deep feeling] ♥
Hey Jupiter by almostblue [VHOPE, teen and up, F, hobi can’t sleep so tae keeps him company, very soft] ♥
meet me in the spring, catch up on everything by sugarlizard [MINJOON, general, F, jimin and joon meet years after bangtan failed to take off]
space by misspamela [YOONKOOK, teen and up, A/F, set years after bts disbanded, mentions of homophobia, jungkook has become a solo artist and decides to come out to the world] ♥
my best decision by madanach [TAEJIN, teen and up, F/humor, tae confesses in a spur of the moment, jin is flustered and offended] ♥
i used to be afraid of the words by raviolijouster [VMIN, teen and up, F, inspired by the vmin christmas duet that never was, where taehyung realizes a few things as he writes the song] ♥
this is the same ocean by blackranger [NAMSEOK, teen and up, F, joon wants to stay in bed and forget the world, hobs is too happy to comply for him]
ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
YOONSEOK
lead me towards the deep end by sugarlizard [mature, S/F/A, yoongi runs into his ex on a vacation in hawaii, but also meets the nicest hotel staff]
such is the rapture of wine by blackranger [explicit, F/S, yoongi pretends to be bad at dance so hobi will teach him]
MINJOON
wouldn’t it be nice by ameliadebelias [teen and up, F/A, comfort fic, joon gets wrapped up in his own head and jimin gentles him out of it] ♥
TAEKOOK
we’d be good, we’d be great by marienadine [mature, F/A, college!au, pining, so much pining you have no idea, classic taekook trope of Bros who have been in Love for Years but are Scared] ♥
VMIN
true love’s kiss by cutaepatootae [mature, F/A, hogwarts!au, tae gets cursed and needs someone to Save Him, please read the tags for triggers] ♥
a beginner’s guide to destroying the moon by blackranger [mature, F/A, taehyung leaves for europe to study art, jimin learns to Live Without, maybe this fic broke me in the best kind of way] ♥
YOONKOOK
this moment for life by misspamela [explicit, S/A/F, fwb to lovers, they meet on a dating app and catch feelings]
TAEGI
Carry Me by tiny_joon [no warnings, F/humor, college!au, Tae sends a sexy camel pic to the wrong person, read for context] ♥
it’s a beautiful thing by realface [mature, light angst, lost boys!au, kinda abstract]
130,000 won by sugarlizard [teen and up, F/humor, college!au, Tae does a kissing booth and yoongi is weak and gay, so gay] ♥
Until We Get There by sugarlizard [general, F, yoongi is bound to leave daegu but fuck if taehyung isn’t determined to follow him] ♥
i’ll wear out the words by blackranger [teen and up, F, shopping date at ikea, be careful if you’re lactose intolerent because it’s cheeeeesyyy] ♥
the wishes that are in our eyes by misspamela [explicit, F/S, everyone has some magic, tae’s is to manifest babies out of thin air, i swear the smut doesn’t involve the baby don’t worry!!!!] ♥
NAMGI
Long Live the Car Crash Hearts by almostblue (fictionalaspect) [explicit, SMUT/F, college!au, yoongi helps joon put eyeliner on and then fall into bed]
NAMSEOK
an uninhabited world by misspamela [explicit, F/S, namjoon has a “former” crush on hoseok and it goes as well as you think] ♥
the crystal goblet and, somehow, the wine by blackranger [mature, A/F, hobi fiddles with the idea of wearing skirts and tights feat. joon the supportive boyfriend; exploration of gender presentation]
2SEOK
little by little, one step two step by misspamela [teen and up, F, seokjin follows namjoon into a beginner’s salsa class, and meets the hottest dance instructor] ♥
JINMIN
another name for pirate treasure by misspamela [teen and up, F/humor, jin and jimin work as pirates in a theme park, many puns involved] ♥
jack i’m flying! by ameliabedelias [mature, F/humor, jinmin’s relationships through the years feat. them doing the titanic pose at every occasion]
YOONJIN
fault lines by orbits [teen and up, F/A, and they were roommates]
YOONMINSEOK
(yeah i bloom) i bloom just for you by blackranger [explicit, SMUT/A/F, jihope are bitter exes, then they meet yoongi] ♥ ♥
YOONSEOKJIN
i guess i’ll take it, heartbreaker by blackranger [explicit, ANGST/F/S, yoongi tells hobi he wants to date jin, too, and things kinda spiral from here, it’s a happy story tho there’s just a lot of miscommunication and okay it’s sad but also really beautiful] ♥♥
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BTS Fics Recs (1/?)
Here are a few of my favorite BTS fics I thought I’d share, enjoy!
he's what you want (i'm what you need) by jonghyunslisterine
Summary: jimin needs to learn how to kiss. word on the streets is that yoongi's a very good kisser.
Ship: Yoonmin
Rating: Explicit
Words: 24k
My opinion: So sweet and cute, it’s one of my first Yoonmin (and BTS in general, tbh) fic and it holds a special place in my heart.
objects in mirror are closer than they appear by bazooka
Summary: It's a four step process: 1. Fall into somebody's head; 2. Figure out what's wrong; 3. Fix it; 4. Fade out, rinse, repeat.Simple, really. Foolproof.
The problem is that Kim Namjoon isn't a fool, and takes a little bit more time. A little bit more work. A little bit more attention.
Ship: Namgi
Rating: Explicit
Words: 16k
My opinion: That story hurt so good, honestly! The plot is super original and I just loved the dynamic between Namjoon and Yoongi. 
when in doubt, blame a coat rack  by anyadisee
Summary: Taehyung levels Jimin with an unimpressed look, finally picking his mug from the table. Pressing his mouth against the warmed porcelain, he says, “Your roommate is probably involved in some dangerous gang shit,” then he pointedly takes a long, long drink. 
Jimin opens his mouth to deny that, maybe even laugh, because really? Really? Min Yoongi, introverted computer engineering senior who appears to have no friends except for the beanpole of a man living in the room across theirs, involved in gangs? It’s so unrealistic. Except— 
Except.It perfectly explains why Yoongi has an anti-super agenda. Oh my god.  
[or: superhero fan jimin and possible gang member yoongi (spoiler: he's not) are roommates. they spend winter break together.]
Ship: Yoonmin
Rating: Teen Up Audiences
Words: 18k
My opinion: This. Is. So. Funny. Seriously, if you’re looking for something sweet and funny, go for it, it’s definitely worth the read!
lass die sonne und mich allein by  euphoriae
Summary: Taehyung thinks 'bf' means best friends. Jimin thought it meant boyfriends.
Ship: Vmin, background Yoonseok
Rating: Teen Up Audiences
Words: 6k
My opinion: Hurt/Comfort and misunderstandings are my weaknesses and this fic had all that and more. Super sweet and soft and Vmin being soulmates material as usual.
oil, lube, service  by embryonicgrip
Summary: "Unless you know what a ‘rear oil change’ is? I mean, what the hell are they going to oil, my tires?” Jimin laughs at the ridiculousness. “Oh, I don’t know, but that sounds kind of kinky, 'changing your rear oil.' It sounds like the mechanic is preparing you for buttsex.”
“Tae!” Jimin complains.  AKA The mechanic AU where Park Jimin thinks Min Yoongi is overcharging him for car maintenance, but he's really not, cue Yoonmin falling in love.
Ship: Yoonmin, minor Taekook and Namjin
Rating: Explicit
Words: 53k
My opinion: The setting is super original and I liked the angst and how the story and characters evolved!
Pause, Rewind, Play by aborescent
Summary: Jimin doesn’t know why it starts. Maybe it’s the eightieth post he’s seen today about him being rejected by Jungkook. But whatever the reason, Jimin starts to not care anymore.
Ship: Jikook
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 3k
My opinion: Honestly super well written, I could definitely see this happening at one point. Super soft, super sweet, just an emotionally constipated Jungkook trying to get his shit together.
once you've got some time, you've got the end  by MauveTarte
Summary: All right, Jimin thinks as the last bright orange petal gets coughed up into the toilet bowl, who’s the sorry fucker that’s in love with him?
Or, A reverse HanaHaki!AU, where the person loved is the one coughing up the flowers.
Ship: Yoonmin
Rating: Teen Up Audiences
Words: 6k
My opinion: Ok, I usually hate HanaHaki!AUs because they’re always so fcking sad, but this one has a happy ending and the fact that the illness symptoms were reversed made it super interesting. And if that fic made me super soft for poor Yoongi… well you can’t prove anything.
all you need is love (and pink) by vppa
Summary:  Most people only have one miniature angel or devil riding on their shoulders to serve as the physical manifestation of their conscience. Poor Namjoon has five, and they're all telling him the same thing: "fucking talk to him god dammit what the fuck is wrong with you"
Ship: Namjin
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 4k
My opinion: So original and fluffy, I loved the concept of this fic!
let's kick the tires and light the fires by MauveTarte
Summary: “What—" falls out of Jimin's mouth as he watches the man whip out a marker from his sweater pocket and, oh my god, deface the back of Jimin’s ticket. The very ticket Jimin was planning to, like, frame or something when he got back home.  
(AKA: Novice business man Jimin may not know who this August guy is, but he does know he's a complete fucking dick.)
Ship: Yoonmin
Rating: Explicit
Words: 14k
My opinion: Another fic by MauveTarte that I’m obsessed with! Rapper!Yoongi and Businessman!Jimin? Sign me the fck up!
because fries and mixtapes  by hoars
Summary: Yoongi works the graveyard shift at a fast food restaurant while trying to make it big. Taehyung has insomnia.
Ship: Taegi
Rating: Not Rated
Words: 6k
My opinion: So. Cute. Seriously, that was super soft, go read it!
pick me up, buttercup by vppa
Summary: AU where your soulmate's first words to you will be tattooed on your wrist when you meet.Which freakin sucks, because Jungkook's forearm will now forever read "Hey baby, if you were a booger, I'd pick you first."
What the fuck, universe.
Ship: Taekook, past VHope
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 9k
My opinion: Oh My God, this fic made me laugh so much, it’s hilarious. Loved loved loved it! Also, I’m a sucker for soulmates!AU.
Common Thread by sugafree
Summary: Red String of Fate AU where Yoongi doesn't believe in soulmates and spends a long time trying to avoid a certain someone on the other end of his red thread. 
Ship: Yoonmin, Namjin
Rating: General Audieces
Words: 4k
My opinion: Short and sweet, I love an emotionally constipated Yoongi!
the moon and the stars (are nothing without you by wowoashley (orphan_account)
Summary: Summary    based off of Real Events that happened to me the other day. i ended up screaming to siobhandestele about it and they told me to write a fic about it. and the word moderation does not exist in my vocabulary so :) based off the prompt: "Taekook college AU! The college tour guide raved about the uni's friendly atmosphere and amicable student body, but wanted a high five from a cute student and all he got was a glare"
Ship: Taekook, minor Yoonseok and MinJoon
Rating: Mature
Words: 19k
My opinion: Super funny and cute, I loved the dynamics, definitely worth the read, especially if, like me, you’re a sucker for College!AUs
Beta Tau Sigma by bazooka
Summary: A collection of events occurring within (and without) the walls of the Beta Tau Sigma fraternity house.
At Beta Tau Sigma, there are only a few rules: 1) have a declared major in the College of Music; 2) keep your GPA above a 3.4; 3) don't let Taehyung into the liquor cabinet; 4) don't fuck up with Kim Seokjin. 
The rest is all fine print.
Ship: Namjin, Yoonmin
Rating: Mature
Words: 123k
My opinion: Okay, I’m pretty sure everyone and their mother knows about Beta Tau Sigma already, but just in case, here it is. This might be one of my fave BTS fic of all times, period. So fcking funny, so fcking sweet, seriously adorable and soft while so heartbreaking (it is a slowburn after all). Honestly, if you haven’t read it, what are you even waiting for?
Can't Hide Our Love (But We Can Try) by melecs
Summary: Four people think Jimin and Taehyung are dating. (Hoseok knows they’re not).
Ship: VHope
Rating: Teen Up Audiences
Words: 4k
My opinion: Ok, that was hilarious. The summary says it all, BTS notice things and reach a (wrong) conclusion. Ft. Supportive BTS and lovey-dovey VHope!
Safe and Sound by bazooka
Summary:  From a tumblr prompt: Jin is a prince, and Namjoon is his bodyguard.
"You're sort of bad at this." "Nah. You're safe, aren't you?"
Ship: Namjin
Rating: Mature
Words: 10k
My opinion: Probably the fic that first got me into Namjin. It’s so sweet and lovely, a must-read for any Namjin lover.
Money can't buy happiness (except when it does) by Sharleena
Summary: “So, I know that you're homeless and that you don't need my pity, it's just that I noticed you always write on the edges of your notebook because you probably can't buy a new one, so I bought you six new notebooks and... wait, are you crying?” AU
Ship: Yoonmin, background Taekook and Namjin
Rating: Teen Up Audiences
Words: 14k
My opinion: Okay, this fic made me feel so many emotions, it’s not even funny. Homeless!Yoogi meets Selfless!Jimin and it. is. so. soft. A bit angsty at times (because yes Yoongi is homeless), but also super funny and sweet.
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sickjoonie · 5 years
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i found this in my notes from december before i made this blog enjoooyyy some soft minjoon
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namjoon was in his studio, but he wasn't working. normally he would be caught up in his music, allowing himself to drown out everything else until someone came to bring him back down to reality. he loved producing and it was easy for him to let himself disconnect and get lost in it. it was his escape from the world, his way of forgetting about everything else for a while. too often he would stay too late or work way too much, all caught up in the adrenaline and high of it. sometimes, it stressed him out and made his body ache with the need to move on. even then, it was worth it in the end.
today, however, he couldn't concentrate on work. the only he could concentrate on was the twisting discomfort of his stomach. what started off as a dull ache had steadily increased into angry cramps that had him grasping at his stomach, softly groaning.
he tried to ignore it at first and instead lose himself to the music. he managed short intervals between sharp cramps that left him gasping in pain. as the cramps and general discomfort increased, he no longer could manage to concentrate. giving up, he leaned back in his chair, rubbing his stomach as it gurgled softly, being very vocal about its discomfort.
namjoon had a feeling the cause of his upset stomach had to do with what he ate for lunch that day. he had found some takeout food in the back of his studio fridge and figured it wouldn’t kill him to eat it. granted, he didn’t exactly remember when it was from, but he didn’t really care. he was hungry and wanted something quick to fill his belly until dinner so he could continue working on his music. he didn’t have time to go out and get some takeout. he feared that if he left now, he might lose his motivation to work on the tracks. it had happened before.
unfortunately, it appeared his assumption about the food being safe was false as his belly ached as a result of it. clearly, the food was spoiled.
his stomach felt bloated against his palm and he felt too full, adding onto the discomfort of the pain. he felt like he had eaten too much while having the stomach flu.
his stomach growled loudly and he let out a queasy burp. he felt helpless as his stomach fought him, rejecting the bad takeout.
he grabbed his phone from next to his keyboard, the movement disrupting his stomach once more and causing him to burp again. he felt gross and wanted nothing more than to curl up in his bed and have his stomach rubbed. normally, physical affection wasn’t his thing. he never participated in cuddle piles like the maknae line (and hobi) did.
that all changed when he was sick. attention was the best cure for him, working better than medicine.
if there was anyone who was good at fussing over people and showering them in affection, it was jimin. he never held back, using cute nicknames and puppy eyes to coax and soothe whoever was sick. if they all thought they were whipped before, it increased when jimin was taking care of them.
namjoon shoots him a text to come to his studio before putting his phone back down and waiting. his hand rested on top of his belly and he closed his eyes, sinking into misery’s company. the minutes tick by in silence, only interrupted by the noisy rumbling of his stomach and wet belches he can’t hold back.
the studio door creaks open, signaling jimin's entrance. "namjoon hyung?"
namjoon hummed in response, grimacing as another wave of cramps seized his belly. his hand grasped instinctively at it as if the pressure would make the pain go away.
"hyung, what's wrong?" jimin's sweet voice approached closer, concern lacing his words.
namjoon opened his eyes to see jimin in front of him, frowning and his forehead scrunched up in worry, eyes wide and alert.
there they were; the infamous puppy eyes.
namjoon was a weak, weak man. all he wanted was to be held and coddled by jimin. he never got this way with any of the other members. only jimin brought out this soft, tiny side of him.
“my stomach really hurts,” namjoon whimpered, “i think i ate something spoiled.”
jimin cooed, his dotting side instantly taking over. “oh, you poor baby.”
namjoon’s heart ached at the nickname.
he reached out and cupped namjoon’s cheek with one hand, letting the older lean into it. “what did you eat? i know you didn’t come out for lunch.”
namjoon felt a bit guilty at that; he hadn’t been joining them much for lunch recently, too caught up in work. he was regretting not coming out of his studio to get food. “some old takeout.”
“how old was it?”
namjoon grimaced. he couldn’t remember when he had first gotten the takeout.
jimin noticed his hesitation and knew that it couldn’t mean anything good. “do you not remember when you got it?”
namjoon sheepishly nodded. his stomach gurgled as it churned, audible enough that jimin noticed it. jimin placed a hand on it, rubbing it softly.
“your tummy sounds really upset.”
namjoon stifled a burp into his hand. “it feels awful, jimin ah, it hurts so bad.”
jimin frowned. “do you wanna lay down in your room, sweetheart? you might be more comfortable there.”
namjoon weakly nodded. he let himself be pulled up by jimin, instantly hunching over his aching stomach. the movement disrupted his stomach once more and he couldn’t help the loud, sickly burp that slipped out. his ears tinged red from it, despite knowing that jimin wouldn't mind. he burped all the time around them, but they never sounded this wet or gross.
jimin let namjoon lean his weight against him as he helped him to his room, careful to go slow in fear of upsetting namjoon’s stomach more or causing him to puke. thankfully, the trip was uneventful, with only a couple of burps. jimin didn’t mind; he knew that the burps were relieving some pressure on his stomach. it would be cruel of him to tease namjoon about it.
if anything, it appeared namjoon was holding them back. jimin doubted that was helping his stomach at all.
namjoon groaned as jimin helped him onto his bed, feeling his stomach slosh. it was gross and made him want to gag. simply breathing added to the discomfort, each breath pushing down on his bloated stomach. he curled up on his side, grimacing and hugging his abdomen.
jimin felt his heart tug in sympathy. namjoon was always their strong leader. seeing him like this, curled up as small as he could get with a pained expression, made jimin want nothing more than to hold him and kiss him better. cuddles and kisses would only go so far, however. medicine and a hot water bottle was more likely to bring namjoon relief faster.
then jimin could give him all the affection he wanted.
jimin brushed namjoon’s hair out of his face. “i’m going to get some medicine and a hot water bottle for you tummy, is that alright?”
namjoon nodded. he didn’t want jimin to leave, but he knew it was necessary.
jimin smiled softly, left a kiss on namjoon’s forehead, and hurried out of the room. while the water bottle was being heated up, jimin gathered some stomach medicine and a bucket just in case. being prepared was always better than a mess, in jimin’s opinion. jimin had a feeling that with the way namjoon’s stomach was churning, the takeout wasn’t going to stay put for long.
jimin returned to the room to see namjoon in the same position, his hand up his sweatshirt as he rubbed his stomach. his eyes were squeezed shut with pain. jimin set the bucket on the bedside table before coaxing namjoon to sit up, handing him the water bottle and medicine.
namjoon pressed the water bottle against his stomach, sighing as the warmth covered his stomach. he grimaced at the medicine, a bit too nauseous for comfort.
“i don’t think i can swallow it down.”
jimin frowned. “it might help your tummy, joonie hyung. i don’t want you to be in pain.”
namjoon stared at the medicine warily. giving in, he closed his eyes and swallowed it dry. he could feel nausea bubbling in the back of his throat, a protest to the medicine, but he managed to tame it.
sighing in relief, namjoon sunk back against the pillows, pressing the water bottle more into his stomach.
jimin smiled, pleased to see him taking his medicine. “that should kick in soon. your tummy will still be upset, but the medicine should help ease the pain.”
namjoon nodded, adjusting the water bottle.
“do you need anything else, hyung?”
namjoon opened his eyes and looked up at jimin. “...cuddles?” he grinned sheepishly.
jimin didn’t have to be asked twice. he gently climbed onto the bed next to namjoon and clung onto him like a koala bear, more than eager to give his hyung affection. it was rare that namjoon sought out cuddles, but when he did, jimin never passed up the opportunity. namjoon was like a soft, giant teddy bear that made jimin’s heart flutter and caused him to giggle.
“i’ll cuddle you until your tummy feels better,” jimin promised, nuzzling namjoon’s neck. he pressed a few kisses there, overflowing with affection. he could feel namjoon relax into him, his body weight sagging against jimin.
“rub my belly too?”
jimin felt his heart squeeze from how cute namjoon was being. “of course, hyung. i know you love belly rubs.” his hand slipped under namjoon’s sweatshirt, pushing the water bottle of away in favor of his own hand. namjoon’s stomach was warm and jimin could feel how bloated he was as his hand spread across it.
he moved his hand slowly, keeping the pressure light. he heard namjoon sigh, obviously enjoying the movement.
“feels good,” namjoon mumbled, pressing his nose into jimin’s hair.
jimin stifled a giggle. namjoon always got spacey and blissful when his stomach was being rubbed. sometimes, jimin would rub it without reason, simply for making namjoon feel good. he always got breathy and soft whenever someone rubbed his stomach and it warmed jimin’s heart to no end.
namjoon closed his eyes, letting himself focus on the feeling of jimin’s hand on his stomach. jimin was too good for him.
“thank you, jimin ah,” namjoon kissed jimin’s hair.
jimin smiled. “anytime, hyung.”
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daiseun · 5 years
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August 23, 2019 ㅡ Blind Date
Hold me close and hold me fast The magic spell you cast  This is la vie en rose 
Louis Armstrong’s La Vie en Rose was a fitting song for the atmosphere that evening at Bicena, a restaurant located in one of the highest levels of the Lotte World Tower. That evening of August 23rd appeared to be a romantic night out for couples, or maybe it was just another ordinary night of the same old same old. 
Eunjin couldn’t comprehend why out of all places in Seoul, the blind date was set up in one of the most luxurious places in the entire city. It was out of her comfort zone, as was the entire concept of going out with someone. One year was around the corner since the disappearance of her ex-boyfriend, Jaewon. Since that day, nights were endless with constant thoughts and nightmares coming at her of him. She couldn’t fathom why he’d hurt her for the umpteenth time, though she knew she had it coming from the moment she fell in love with him. To Eunjin, his love was worth the pain, even if their relationship didn’t last very long. 
The male across from her is named Minjoon. According to a friend who set them together, he’s an architect on the rise. Maybe that was a reason why their date was in such a grand place. There was no denying he was a handsome chivalrous guy, although there were slight signs of excessive self-pride when he talked about his occupation and the amount of money he earned. That, for her, was a no-no, but she’ll let it slide for that night.
La La Land’s Epilogue plays after the previous song, immediately hitting Eunjin’s ears from the second it played. For her, the piece was easily recognizable from the very beginning. She points her fork towards the ceiling as her eyes sparkle to the music, giving Minjoon a small smile. “This is from La La Land. Have you seen the movie?” He dabs his napkin across his lips before nodding his head in response. “I have. It’s incredible how it’s still popular here when it’s been out for years. I guess we’re suckers for movies with original story plots and extraordinary soundtracks. One or the other, but occasionally both.” A sheepish laugh escapes her lips as her eyes curve into a crescent moon-like shape. Minjoon had a point, and Eunjin never voiced it out nor thought of it that way. 
Their conversation was shortened when dessert was served, which was a mini chocolate cake for the two of them. Eunjin’s mouth begins to drool just by the sight of it. “Ah, one of my weaknesses. How did you know?” He must have ordered it beforehand, because she couldn’t recall him ordering it during their time together. “I did my research before our date. Chocolate is one of my many weaknesses, too, along with cute girls with dazzling eyes.” Her nose scrunches upon hearing his response, full cheeks turning slightly rosy as she shook her head. Did he know remarks like those were a way to her heart, too? He’s truly done his research.
It took a while for the two to finish their dessert through different conversation topics and a few more cheesy remarks. The date was going splendid, which was a complete 180 from what Eunjin expected. It was also a pleasant way to open up to a new possible romance. However, it was still too soon to say.
After Epilogue was completed, another familiar song begins to play. It rung several bells in her head, but she couldn’t make of it. Just where did she hear it before?
I’ve been alone with you inside my mind And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips a thousand times  I sometimes see you pass outside my door  Hello, is it me you’re looking for?
That’s right. It’s Hello by Lionel Richie. She first heard the song during her time abroad in England in late 2018, after her ‘break up’ with Jaewon. She was sitting in a cafe in Central London with a classmate when the song started to play in the middle of their studying. Lionel’s vocals caught her entire attention, as did the lyrics. Before she knew it, tears streamed down her cheeks, becoming too choked up to answer her classmate’s concerning “Are you alright?” question. The song spoke of Jaewon, and every time she’d listen to it, he only appeared in her mind. Why, out of all times, did it have to play on the night he wasn’t thought of for once?
What a smooth transition from Epilogue to Hello. Yet it was also an inappropriate time to play such a song when things were going so well between Eunjin and Minjoon. Words come out of his lips, but Eunjin hears nothing. Instead, her mind revolves around her ex as the song continues on. The mood that was set for the evening disappears in a blink of an eye, as was the sparkle in her eyes. Teary eyes avoid contact with Minjoon, shifting from the beautiful skyline view to her hands placed on her lap. It only made it worse. 
“Eunjin-ssi, are you okay?”
Looks like she spoke too soon.
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ddaengboys · 5 years
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BTS Tag Game
I was tagged by the stupendously sweet @bangtantannie Thank you my most precious bean. I’m excited to be doing a BTS tag :3
1. First BTS song?
The first ones I listened to ever were Anpanman and Airplane Pt.2, when @adoreyoongi was first trying to get me into them (Anpanman was/is one of her favorites and she knows I’m a sucker for latin pop music so I absolutely loved Airplane Pt.2 we aren’t going to talk about my initial hared of the queen Anpanman). The first video I watched that got me into them was the fake Love and DNA dances practices. From then on it’s been a downward spiral :D
2. First bias?
Technically Hobi I think, because I’m big weak for dancers and boy can daaaaaaance. But I literally remember texting Rachel about how attractive I thought Jin was in the Save Me MV (because he is don’t fight me on this) and I told her I think the main reason I thought he was so hot was because he reminded me of Joon. She then called me out for not commending them on their own talents and characteristics and I told her I couldn’t help it cause Joon had essentially stolen my heart and made me want to move to Korea to start a family with him.
3. Current bias?
Kim Namjoon is and always will be my big, dumb, giant, dimpley, tree baby. But like, I’ve also just accepted my status as OT7 hoe  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
4. Put the members in order of you bias list.
Once upon a time I took and quiz that said my bias list went as follows:
Kim Namjoon
Jeon Jungkook
Min Yoongi
Jung Hoseok
Park Jimin
Kim Taehyung
Kim Seokjin
Now am I saying this is official? No. Am I saying that this is even close to being currently accurate? Also no. But is it wrong?  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
5. Favourite BTS Song?
Depends on my mood tbh;
If I want to get hype af then go to’s are Baepsae or Cypher Pt. 3
If I want to be soft and in my feels then You Never Walk Alone or Young Forever
If I want to admire the long journey they’ve been on then So 4 More or Born Singer (the live versions please)
but honestly there isn’t a single song by BTS that I haven’t liked
6. Favourite BTS song that is underrated?
No one ever talks about So 4 More which is a travesty because it’s an absolute masterpiece. The video is wonderful and they’re babies and cute and I love them please go watch <3 All right just know I definitely stopped completing this tag so I could watch this and cry so please watch
7. Favourite song of Wings?
Lost 100%. It’s so amazing (but again what song of BTS isn’t)
8. Favourite song of LY Her, Tear and Answer?
Her: dimple (I wonder why :3)
Tear: Love Maze or Paradise (such beautifully crafted masterpieces)
Answer: Trivia: Love
9. Favourite music video?
Save Me. Watch it. Educate yourselves on a masterpiece.
10. Favourite dancer?
I don’t know about you but my dance line has 7 members  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (i.e my way of saying I have no clue; they’re all dance gods and even if they all don’t have a background in dancing, each member is insanely talented and works so hard so that the excellently crafted choreography can be executed flawlessly)
11. Favourite vocalist?
I don’t have one, each member has a certain skill set and area and style that is unique to them that makes them shine in their own way. I genuinely am not able to pick a favorite because I think they’re all amazing individually and excel even higher as a unit.
12. Favourite rapper?
*See above reason*; with the addendum, I am a giant hoe for rapline and would do anything to and for them.
13. Favourite hair colour for each member?
↳ Jungkook: He’s had two and both look great on him
↳ Taehyung: “dark brown,, preferably with his mullet back 😭 I miss her” OH SO HAL IS AN INTELLECTUAL!!! OKAY!!!! WE RESPECT YOUR VERY VALID AND CORRECT OPINION ON HIS BEST HAIR COLOR AND STYLE (no but also I’m a fan of his red hair from Save Me because again that MV is a masterpiece and his blue hair from right now cause every day I’m waking up and crying over how good it looks on him)
↳ Jimin: Pink is amazing on Jimin always, one of his best hair colors; but also blonde because genuinely I forget that Jimin isn’t a natural blonde. Like it looks so perfect on him and fits his aesthetic excellently.
↳ Namjoon: PURPLE KIM NAMJOON LET’S GOOOOOOOOO
↳ Hoseok: I love me a cherry boy (specifically a cherry boy from the Mic Drop era)
↳ Yoongi: Blonde is amazing but he said it best, there isn’t really a hair color that he doesn’t look good in (which is why they always change his)
↳ Jin: Jin from Save Me and pink haired Jin are absolutely amazing
14. Favourite choreography?
Baepsae x y34u932py4670738473264739217894327460318057348916870478392-614730648932-618648913-
15. Favourite ships?
These are platonic (<------- !!!!!!) buT:
↳ Tae and Jimin, the 95z soulmates for life
↳ Yoongi and Jungkook, they’re father and son. Actually fight me on this
↳ “Minjoon/TaeJoon aka PAPA JOON” AND HERE WE GAIN HAVE HAL BEING THE BIGGEST INTELLECTUAL ON THE FACE OF THE PLANET!!!! I AGREE WITH THIS SO MUCH AND EVEN HAVE TAGS DEDICATED TO THESE LOVELY FATHER/SON PAIRINGS
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softjeon · 5 years
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I can’t believe I found another minjoon fic that completely owns my heart and soul (and tears) other than solanacea... Love Bite is T H A T story !!!! I curl in ball, hugging my pillow, sniffing and whipping my tears on each chapter WHY U MAKE ME SO SOFT minjoon is my weakness :(( thank you for everything you do 💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓
Noooo, thank YOU for this wonderful message! Thank you so much ;; 
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yosulbujog · 3 years
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@savedgames​ sent:  also look into my eyes for PChi!
send “look into my eyes” & hear what minjoon sees  🎮  accepting
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I see:
Absolute Conviction  |  Aggression  |  Ambition  |  Anger  |  Anxiety  |  Apathy  |  Arrogance  |  Bloodthirst  |  Bravery  |  Compassion  |  Confidence  |  Conflict  | Courage  |  Darkness  |  Defeat |  Denial  |  Desire  |  Despair  |  Determination  |  Devotion  |  Disappointment  |  Distrust  |  Dominance  |  Emptiness  |  an Enemy  |  Enlightenment  |  Envy  |  Excitement  |  Exhaustion  |  Elitism  |  Experience  |  Fear  |  a Friend  |  a Future  |  Gentleness  |  Greed  |  Grief  |  Guilt  |  Honesty  |  Honor  |  Hope  |  Hostility  |  Ignorance  |  an Illness  |  Insecurity  |  Integrity  |  Intoxication  |  Kindness  |  Lies  |  Loneliness  |  Longing  |  Loss  |  a Lover  |  Loyalty  |  Malicious Intent  |  Mania  |  Melancholy  |  Misery  |  Negativity  |  Overcompensation  |  Pain  |  Paranoia  |  Passion  |  Perseverance  |  Pettiness  |  Pity  |  Positivity  |  Pressure  |  Pride  |  a Purpose  |  Racism  |  Regret  |  Resentment  |  Resignation  |  Resolve  |  Sadness  |  Self-Hatred  |  Sexism  |  Shattered Remains  |  a Shining Light  |  Something Familiar  |  Spite  |  Stress  |  Stupidity  |  Submission  |  Tranquility  |  Trauma  |  Trust  |  Vengeance  |  Warmth  |  Wisdom  |  Wrath  |  a Cry for Help  |  Something Eating Your Mind  |  the Years have Changed You
You’re:
Animalistic  |  Approachable  |  Broken  |  Closed-Off  |  Cold  |  Crafty  |  Crazy  |  Defensive  |  Devious  |  Difficult  |  Disheartened  |  Emotionally Detached  |  Frightened  |  Frightening  |  Genuine  |  Guarded  |  Headstrong  |  Heartless  |  Human  |  Immature  |  Impatient  |  Inhuman  |  Insane  |  Intuitive  |  Lost  |  Mature  |  Noble  |  Patient  |  Pitiful  |  Primitive  |  Pure  |  Reliable  |  Remorseless  |  Reserved  |  Resourceful  |  Short-Tempered  |  Simplistic  |  Sly  |  Soft-Hearted  |  Struggling  |  a Threat  |  Trapped  |  a Troublemaker  |  Trusting  |  Understanding  |  Unique |   Unpredictable  |  Unwavering  |  a Victim  |  Wicked  |  Feeling Vindictive  |  Guilty of Something  |  Hiding Something  |  Lost in Thought  |  Planning Something  |  Scared of Me  |  Scaring Me  |  Someone I can Trust  |  Someone I Can’t Recognize Anymore  |  Someone to Fear  |  Someone Worthy of Respect  |  Weak to Manipulation  |  Weighed by Something
You:
Aren’t Being Yourself  |  Belittle Yourself  |  Don’t Want to Hurt Me  |  Don’t Want to Leave Me  |  Drown Yourself in Something  |  Feel Alone  |  Feel Empowered  |  Have a Plan that Involves Me  |  Have No One Else to Turn to  |  Have Nowhere Else to Go  |  Have Seen Some Things  |  Haven’t Been Sleeping  |  Lie to Yourself  |  Lost Faith/Trust in Me  |  Lost Something/Someone Important  |  Need Me/my Help  |  No Longer Believe Me  |  See Me as a Thing  |  See Me as Someone Else  |  Seek to Hurt/Harm  |  Seek to Manipulate  |  Think Highly of Yourself  |  Think I’m Hiding Something  |  Think Little of Yourself  |  Think You Know Best  |  Want to Hurt Me  |  Want to Protect Me  |  Want to Sleep with Me  |  Want to Use Me
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