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k00sblogger · 28 days

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Best boyfriend ever

Synopsis: The one where your boyfriend loses his boxing match

Warnings: upset jk, sweet oc, established relationship, massaging (gets sensual), drinking, handjob, slight cuddling, soft dirty talk, oc and jk are sickeningly cute. Age gap (23&31) -not verbally mentioned.

Pairing: boxer!jk x fem!reader

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"Jungkook..." i say, walking into our shared bedroom and finding that it's empty. The closer i get to the bathroom i hear the watering running, peaking in to see jungkook in the shower washing his hair.

I slowly close the door again as i let out a sigh. Tonight was... devestating to say the least. He'd lost a big match he'd been talking about for months- when he came out of the ring he didn't even bother to spare me a glance.

Nonetheless, on our silent ride home i'd thought of the perfect idea to try to relax him. I didn't want him to go to sleep upset like this.

As he finishes showering, i set some oils on the nightstand and light a vanilla scented candle. I dim the lights in the room and throw on a purple nightdress. I didn't care if this didn't end in sex, i just wanted to look pretty for him.

When i hear the shower water turn off, i rush down the stairs to pour him a glass of wine. I head back upstairs afterward, almost tripping in the process- but when i open the door, i see jungkook already standing in the room.

I observe his figure, hair dripping wet as he stands there with just a towel wrapped around his waist. "What's all this?" he says, looking at me in confusion as i walk over to him with the glass of wine.

"This is for you." i gesture for him to take the wine and he does, still looking at me in confusion. "I wanted to help you relax after.." my voice trails off as i grab his hand, leading him over to the bed and forcing him to lay down on his stomach.

He turns his head at me so he can speak "Baby...." his voice was soft, i could hear that he was still upset as i shake my head. "You know you didn't have to." i roll my eyes at his stubbornness, grabbing the oil from the nightstand and squirting some of it into my palm.

"You have to let me help you sometimes jungkook." I rub the oil in my hands as i talk to him. I loved the man but god, he had a hard time just letting me love him sometimes. Of course, i love his affection- but he needed to let me appreciate him more. "Just don't want you going out of your way baby that's all."

I don't reply to him as i place my hands onto his back, his skin still warm from the hot shower. I start at his shoulders and work my way down, applying gentle pressure to his muscles. When i get to his lower back i notice how tight it was, his little grunt when i press down on the area confirms it.

"Your tense koo." he sighs at my words. I'd told him to take it easier on himself multiple times throughout the week, but he was so concentrated on that damn match. "I know sweetheart, thank you for helping me."

My lips curve into a smile at his words, the nickname still made my stomach swirl, even after three years.

After a couple more minutes i feel his back finally loosen up, and i finally move my hands off of him. "Turn around babe." he follows my instructions and flips onto his back, propping his head up onto his hand as he looks at me.

My eyes meet his and he gives me a playful wink, causing me to smack his thigh. "Trying to seduce me?" i ask, wiggling my eyebrows as i put some more of the oil onto my hands, rubbing it in.

"Maybe." he mumbles, biting his lip as i straddle him. One thing was for sure, no matter the situation he couldn't stand to not flirt with me.

I start massaging his shoulders again, his eyes closing as i do so. It made me happy that he was finally relaxing, and even happier that i was the cause of his relaxation. He takes a first sip of the wine as i do so, his eyebrows furrowing when he first tastes it- and then he gulps it all down. "It's good." he says, and i give him a little wink back. "I know."

Again, i work my way down- pausing for a moment when i get to his pelvis. Jungkook doesn't mention it, and quietly observes when i lean my head down to pepper kisses down his abs.

I kiss all the way until i reach his pelvis, slowly curling my hands around the towel wrapped around his sculpted hips. "Can i?" i bite on my bottom lip as he nods his head. I didn't plan on anything sexual really, but after his little lip bite i couldn't resist.

I waste no time in removing the towel, throwing it off the bed so it wasn't in my way. His dick was still soft, but it wasn't a problem. What can i say, jungkook gets hard fast.

I press soft kisses along the length of him, his thumb coming up to softly rub my cheek. I sit up and grab the oil again, keeping my eyes on his as i pour some over his dick, rubbing my thighs together when i hear him grunt.

Setting the oil down, i take his dick into my hand on slowly stroke it up and down, aiming to get him fully erect.

It only took two minutes for him to get hard- not hiding his groans as my movements speed up. I lick my lips at the sight, his head leaned back against the headboard of the bed as his whole body was exposed for me.

As i focus on jerking him off, his hand comes up to my top, softly pulling on it so my boobs spill out of my tiny nightdress. "Like seeing your tits- fuck."

I felt my wetness dripping onto the bed as he groans, never breaking eye contact with me. Pre cum spills from his cock head, and i make sure to smear it around his tip just how he likes it. Licking my lips, i lean forward- placing my right hand around him and stroking him in unison with the left.

"Treating me so well.. f-fuckin love you." his hips begin to thrust up to meet my hands, desperate to find his release. "Want you to cum all over my hands, please kook." i didn't care if i had to beg for it, i wanted to see him shake under me.

I notice how his eyes are concentrated on my tits now, and i take it upon myself to place his hand on them. "You know you can always touch me.." He licks his lips and begins to softly rub at my nipple, giving a proud smirk when i moan.

Things grow more heated when i lean in for a kiss, he immediately shoves his tounge into my mouth. The kiss sloppy as his hips still buck into my tightened fist.

When i draw away, i let go of the base of his dick to focus on just rubbing his tip. I giggle when he lets out a whine for the first time. I loved my man but he was never one to whine in the bedroom. Honestly- hearing him do that was extremely enjoyable.

"Gonna cum- fuck fuck fuck!" his orgasm was sudden, his entire body tensing up when his cum spurts out, some landing on his pelvis and some onto my hand.

As he takes a few minutes to breathe, i'm quick to clean him up. Licking along his skin and cleaning it of anything he's left behind. When i sit up i let out a giggle, wiping my lips and snuggling up next to him. "Best boyfriend ever."

He grins at me, running his fingers through his damp hair. "Come sit on my face." he says, beginning to lay flat on the bed as he tries to get me to straddle him again. I refuse and continue sitting next to him, shaking my head. "I dont need anything in return, i did that because i wanted to."

He's stubborn but he understands and takes my no as a answer. "Tomorrow." he mutters, & i cough up a laugh at his words and nod. "Okay, tomorrow."

Moving his hand up to my hair, he softly plays in it. "You don't know how lucky i am to have you." he whispers, his head turning to press a couple of kisses to my cheek.

"I could say the same to you..." i say, my hand wresting on his warm chest- feeling his chest heave up and down. Me and jungkook meeting on a sugar baby website wasnt.. the most convenient. but i was so happy we met regardless of the circumstances. I loved him.

It's quiet for a minute until i let out a sudden laugh, again & again until he's looking at me as if i was a crazy woman. "You know.. i'm gonna shove it in your face that i made you w-" his hand slaps over my mouth, and i lick it so he'll let me go.

"Dont say it." he says, his cheeks turning a shade of red. I grin at this, slowly moving away from him. "Made you whine!"

I run out of the room when i say it, hearing jungkooks footsteps right behind me. "Y/n!" i burst out laughing, knowing he's running after me naked.

"Catch me!"

#bts smut #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #jk smut #bts fanfic #bts oneshot #jungkook oneshot

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jkvjimin · 3 months

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purple koo 💜

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jeonsbabygirlsworld · 5 months

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"MEANIE"

SUMMARY: Jungkook is busy playing, and you desperately need his attention, when he doesn't give you attention you decide to have it your way.

PAIRINGS: Mean Jungkook X whiney reader

WORD COUNT: 786

SMUT WARNINGS: 69 a few minutes, fingering, use of vibrator and a dildo, hand job, squirting, reader is a whiney mess, grinding for like seconds, Hickeys, Reader calls him Daddy once or twice.? He cums on her stomach but reader wants it messy, so she fingers herself with the cum, cum eating.

a/n: it's my first time writing about a whiney reader please bear with me. I hope yall enjoy it.Please like follow, reblog and comment.<3 A little birthday gift from my side 💞

You’ve been whining for about a good 10 minutes now, Jungkook sat on the end of the bed playing GTA 5 on his computer which was placed on the table in front of the bed. Curses left his mouth. You’ve been calling him now for 5 minutes while he waves you off saying, “Give me a minute baby”. 

You undressed yourself when he wasn’t paying attention to you, stomping your tiny fist on the bed “Gonna show you now” You hovered above his back grabbed onto his gaming console and threw it in the bed before he could even register what happened you straddled his face strangling his face by placing your naked pussy over his lips. 

Your hips were lifted in the air so he could talk to you “fuck baby you were horny all this time?” He asked placing a kiss on your clit. Humming you grabbed his soft cock through his boxers he lifted his hips “needed you so bad kook” you said placing a kiss on his now leaking tip. “Fuck so wet bun,” he said growling while you tried to deep-throat him “mm can’t take full kook” you cried looking at him over your shoulder “Oh yeah you wanna take me fully?” He said teasing you and humming you went back to try again. “Take what you can baby” assuring you he dips down to take your pussy in his mouth. 

Slapping your ass, you moaned loudly “Turn around baby will fuck you with my fingers first” he turns you around so now you are on your back tear-filled eyes gazing at him “Aw baby choking on cock brought tears in your eyes?” He asks mocking the tears. “Not fair want you in my pussy now” you pouted slowly your fingers coming to spread your wet pussy lips. 

Chuckling he saw your eagerness “Yeah baby gonna spread those pretty lips for me?” You nodded while his fingers made a V-shape while a dollop of slick Dribbled down “Want it now want your fingers” you whined your tiny fingers guided his large ones in your whole while he smiled looking at the site “yeah do it yourself” moving your pussy on his fingers he sat there doing nothing just watching you help yourself huffing a puff out you groan removing his fingers from your heat. 

The wet slick dripped from his fingers while he sucked them you got ready to get up and take your vibrator and dildo from the drawer testing his patience Jungkook smirked: “Go ahead, baby thought of helping you but not now, help yourself yeah?” He said while palming his cock you inserted the vibrator, and dildo inside you “Hate you Koo” you pouted. 

After a few minutes of using them, you messed up the sheets with the overstimulating feeling resulting in your squirting Jungkook coming on his lower abdomen. 

You wanted more, you wanted his Cock, you wanted his cum, you wanted to make it messy on his cock but no he wouldn’t help you at all why because you disturbed him while playing. 

Sitting off in the mess you leapt into his arms crying into his neck “Sorry kook I won’t do it, need your cock, please Koo” you whined grinding on his wet cock “Yeah baby you promise? You won’t forget what you said?” He said cheekily while you nodded and gave him the cutest puppy eyes. 

“Lay down baby Daddy is gonna fuck the hell out of you now, gonna tell you who is the boss “

You lay there crying mess when he fucked you hard and sucked in purple-black hickeys on your neck and broke you apart. Your tiny fists grabbed onto his neck sucking on his neck sometime while you cried “daddy gonna cum” you whined “yeah cum” with that you reach your orgasm while he pulled out jerking himself over your lower body.

It was unusual for him to not cum outside your pussy “no make my pussy messy not my stomach” you grabbed his hand which was over his cock “no remove those hands from my cock this is your punishment” he swatted your hands away when you didn’t listen.

Soon Cumming you took his cum on your fingers slightly dragging them near your whole and fingered yourself and sucking on the remaining.

Huffing he goes back to play game without giving you an aftercare like he always does but you know he is still grumpy from you disturbing his match, while stay there slightly dozing off covered in the mess. You know he will be all right in few, he might even come back to sleep on your plush boobs.

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#bts #bts fanfic bts smut #bts fanfic #bts smut #jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook smut #bts jungkook

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koos-euphoria · 9 months

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BITE ME | JAKE SIM

jake x fem!reader | smut | 18+ | boyfriend!au

wordcount: 1.4k

warnings: smut, kissing, dry humping, pet names, switch?jake, teasing, non protective sex, praise, needy!jake, begging, biting, marking. This is literally just smut with no plot😰

— summary: jakes always such a good boy for you.

Notes: this hasn’t been proof read as I literally just wrote it so there’s probably spelling mistakes💀

I’ve been thinking about sub jakes for days now, and I’m just sharing my thots😵‍💫 Also this is for my bestie cus she loves subby!jake just as much as I do🫶🏻 @wildflowermooon

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“Eyes on me, baby” you say softly as you slowly peel your oversized t-shirt off, revealing your naked breasts and panties to his hungry eyes. He leans back on his hands while his jaw goes slack his tongue flicking over his bitten swollen lips, making them wet with his spit. His pretty brown eyes glazing over as his hips thrust helplessly into the air, his cock twitching for friction. “P-please” Jake begs, his voice whiney and slightly airy. You can’t help but smile sweetly, “you’re always so good for me Jakey.”

The male nods his head mindlessly, his eyes never leaving your body, he craved to be your good boy, he wanted every little praise that you’d possibly give. “Tell me what you want.” You ask him as you slowly walk over the where he’s sitting on the end of his bed. Jake’s legs spread wider unconsciously, as your bare thighs brush his own, the skin to skin contact makes his lashes flutter and hip roll once again.

You trail your eyes down the length of him, noting the slight red flush on his on his chest as it heaves, it’s paired with his cock, matching the same flushed red tint as the tip of his cock leaks pre cum. You bite your lip at the sight, mouth salivating. “Bite me? I dont- just want you, p-please baby.” Jakes airily asks, his head falling back to give you the full length of his neck.

You coo, as you straddle his hip, your centre hovering over his bare needy cock. His head springs up, eyes wide as he didn’t expect you to give him so much yet. You smirk at him, as his cock twitches below. Finally you lower yourself and Jake can all but feel the warm, wet cotton material of your underwear against him, giving him the delicious friction on the sensitive tip that he’s been wanting from you all day. A loud moan is ripped from his throat, as a shiver runs down his spine. He can feel the way your lips spread apart to accommodate the tip of his cock. “Fuck. So warm” He babbles as he screws his eyes shut, his mind empty other than the thought of you, you, you. His arms shake as the try to hold up his weight, his strength slowly dissipating as he get lost in the feeling of you, you move your hips again, and Jake whispers quietly, he’s sure he felt how your clit throbbed against him. You can’t help but giggle at how cute and desperate he is.

But fuck did Jake want nothing more than to move your cute pink fucking panties that barely cover anything to the side and fill your sweet tight warm cunt up with his aching length, but he knew you’d stop and move away almost straight away if he even tried. So he bites his lip instead of giving into his thoughts.

Leaning forward you brush the tip of you nose against the side of his neck, teasing him further. “Want me to bite you hm? What if I mark up your pretty neck?” You ask seductively as you drag your tongue against his racing pulse. Jakes hips grind against you as he silently mouths “fuck”, causing a gasp to fall from your mouth, the air forcing goosebumps to raise on Jakes skin. “Please, want it.” He whines sweetly as he grips the bedsheets.

“Always so polite.” You praise quietly before attaching your mouth to him. Your teeth grazing his flesh as you suck a pretty purple mark on him. You repeat the process 2 more times as Jakes writhes beneath you, all sorts of sweet sounds leaving his pink lips.

Once done you pull away to assess your work, and him into delight before you look at him in his eyes, your breath hitches once you see how fucked out he looks. Gulping down as you soothe your palms up his chest.

“You look pretty with my marks on you baby. You did so well.” You praise again, leaning forward you curl your hand around the back of his neck pulling him In further for a kiss. With how needy Jake is your not surprised at how passionate and messy it quickly becomes. “Wanna touch you.” He whimpers into your lips as he grinds his vocal against you desperately, getting drunk on you. “Touch me then Jakey, you’ve been so so good.” You say.

Jake barely let you finish your sentence before he has his hands on you, he whimpers into your mouth, as you run your hands through his hair, nails lightly scratching his scalp. One of his hands cup your tits, rolling and pinching your nipple forcing a moan from you as his other wraps around your waist pulling your body flush to his.

You both make out sloppily until you run out of breath, no choice but to pull away. You remove one hand from his hair, using it to tease your way down your body as you keep your eyes seductively on Jake.

Stopping once you get to your underwear, you slowly pull them to the side a string of arousal sticking to them. Jake whimpers as his mouth waters at the sight. Oh how he wants to just burry his face between your legs, to lick and suck at your swollen bud while drinking ever drop you leak until your shaking.

But the aching of his cock out weights that thought right now. Shame, next time he promises himself, he’ll be so good you can’t deny him the sweet taste of you.

You wrap your hand around him as he’s gets lost in his thought aligning his tip to your leaning hole. You don’t waste any more time as you easily slide his cock into your pussy with the amount of juices the is dripping from you, inch by inch fills you and Jakes preens his thoughts lost and he tucks his face into your neck as euphoria takes over him.

He slightly panics nails digging into your skin as he feels your soft velvety walls clench around him when he’s finally all the way in. He’s gonna cum so fast if he isn’t careful. His balls are tight and full, ready to cover your walls in his cum. You know this already though being able to read him pretty much like a book, which is why you start by slowly lifting yourself up before lowering yourself back down gently on his whole length. Dragging out both of your pleasure for as long as you can.

Jake however can only take so much before he takes over the rhythm, growing impatient like you knew he would. Beginning to thrust his hips up to fuck into your faster, harder. His hands drop to your ass as he holds you In place.

“Shit, baby” you moan out hands gripping on your shoulders as you let him take charge a little. His cock pumping in and out of you, hitting your g-spot over and over, causing your eyes to roll back.

“Feel you squeezing my cock, so good.” He whines. Leaning back in to kiss you as he sucks on you bottom lip. “Wanna fill you up with my cum. Please, can I do that?” He whimpers desperately, his voice breaking as his high approaches fast. His hips stutter slightly but doesn’t change his pace as he continues to fuck himself into you.

His left hand reaches between your bodies until he finds you swollen clit, rubbing it gently in figures of eights. “Cum for me? Please, oh please cum on my cock.” Jakes begs as your thighs shake at his effort, you’re so close. “Fuck okay baby, cum with me. Fill me up like a good boy hm?”

Jake let’s put a guttural groan, as you give him the green card to finish. His body listens as his his cock continuously twitches ropes of cum hitting you walls as he gasps out “f-fuck”

You high comes right after his, moaning as your body shakes above him, your juices covering and mixing with his.

Your both gasping for breath as Jake slowly stops, falling backwards until his back touches the soft sheets below. “I fucking love you” he sighs floating in his afterglow. You smile catching your breath as you lean down to him pressing your lips to his in a sweet kiss. “I love you too, Jakey.”

After a few beats of silence, you cough “so biting huh?” Jake laughs shyly. “Hey, don’t kink shame me.”

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kookslastbutton · 9 months

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Love's Remedy ༓ jjk (m) l ch. II

✑ Summary: Jungkook is a romantic. He comes from a highly intelligent family who wants him to carry out the lineage. Being this way, he goes to college to be a pharmacist but his friends say college isn't just about studying! With a little persuasion, he goes to his first frat party thinking his hat will help him pick up a girl-or woman he means.

Pairing: STEM major!virgin!jungkook x STEM major!hot girl!reader

AU/genre: angst, smut, fluff, s2l, college au, mini-series

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 2,783

Warnings: angry koo, jealous koo, gym rat koo, thicc thighs koo, protective koo, kook checks his abs out, koo gets in a physical fight with an aggressive jerk that involves punching, name-calling (half pint, hermit crab, b*tch, Bambi, honeysuckle, kookie), mention of blood (minor), jk is very cute and determined towards oc, oc has philophobia (fear of relationships), oc has poor self-esteem, cussing, bit of crying...sorry lot of warnings this chapter

Now Playing: seven, summertime sadness, she’s kerosene, angels like you+

A/N: Yes, I'm aware this chapter is short, still Jungkook is shirtless in half of this and I am not sorry. This chapter also gets heavy but I hope you enjoy! 💞

<< ch. I ༓ ch. II >> | series masterlist

A week passes since the frat party and Jungkook hears nothing from you. He's reluctant to accept that you've likely already deleted his number but why else would you be radio silent? Why would someone like you ever be interested in a shy little nerd like him?

He's disappointed but when he gave you his number, it's not like he was expecting anything in return.

Well, he can’t stay hung up on you forever—he'll give you one more week. In the meantime, it’s 5 p.m and he’s off to do his daily lifting at the gym. He read somewhere online that evening is better for building strength, and that is exactly what he intends to do.

With a basic black tank top and gym shorts on, Jungkook scans the expanse of the facility. The place isn’t too crowded being that it’s nearly dinner time but it’s still moderate. He’s hoping Jackson will join him soon, considering they’re buddies now because isn’t that what guy friends do? Workout together?

When he makes his way to the weight room he quickly finds it's packed with guys double his size. Half of them look like they're upperclassmen while the other half is split between first-years like him and a small handful of women. He sheepishly strolls over to an empty pull-up bar, deciding to start with chin lifts.

Jungkook sets his water bottle on the ground, reaches for the handle, and lifts his body up until his chin is level with the bar, legs swing in the air slightly. He then extends his arms back out. The burn in his biceps feels good. He repeats the motion a few more times but has to stop when he hits six.

He takes a big swig of his water, already sweating evident from the tank top sticking to his back. The coolness of the water helps but between his own sweat and the sweat of others around him, Jungkook is tempted to throw his shirt off. Most of the men in the room aren’t wearing any more than shorts anyway so why can’t he?

Jungkook grasps the edges of his tank, pulling it up a little. How did his abs look? Were they good enough to show off? He’s working out diligently since 14 but he was still on the smaller side compared to the rest of his peers.

The mirror to his left helps him get a better look so he shifts his body over. When he does he catches a slight glimpse of a familiar face in the top right corner. Jungkook instantly drops his shirt, whipping his head around.

What were you doing in the weight room? And with some buff guy twice his size closely behind you? All he’s doing is staring at your ass in those tight purple shorts which so happens to have a matching crop top.

Jungkook scowls at the sight.

When you take a seat at one of the bench presses a couple of feet away, his eyes widen. The guy you came with stands behind your head as you lean back. He helps you set the barbell. It’s too far for Jungkook to hear what he’s telling you but he’s convinced it’s nothing good. Whoever this guy is he won’t stop grinning, and you’re grinning back!

You said you don’t do relationships. You said you'd think about going out with him. You said a lot of things but here you are with some guy that looks an awful lot like a boyfriend, how disgusting…

Fuck it.

Jungkook turns his eyes away from you, yanks his tank off, and grabs the pull-up bar again. He’s gonna knock ten of these out in one set.

Shoulder-width apart, he keeps a steady pace though he makes sure to take deep breaths to prolong his stamina. His eyes fixate on the back wall of the weight room to avoid you and your supposedly new boo from getting in his head.

Apparently, you just didn’t want him. It’s fine. Jungkook exhales. It’s all fine.

After three sets of chin-ups, Jungkook releases himself from the bar to check his phone. He takes another glug of his water too.

Jackson: hey Kook, I was planning to join you at the gym today but I got my family in town tonight. Man, it’s only been a week….can you believe they’re here to visit already?

Jungkook: Wow, all I’ve gotten from my family is a short text saying good luck. They must miss you a lot but yeah, it’s no problem. We can work out another time?

Jackson: You got it bro. Thank you for understanding 🙏🏼 Also, there’s a second thing 😬

Jungkook: ??

Jackson: I might have told my parents about you so are you free to get lunch with us tomorrow? My parents want to meet you. Our treat.

Jungkook: Really? Okay yeah. I’d love to meet them. Time?

Jackson: We don’t know yet but likely 1pm if that’s okay?

Jungkook: Sure, I’ll just be studying so. Text me when you know.

Jackson: I will. How’s the gym?

Jungkook hovers his thumbs over the keyboard. When he glances up to think, he’s reminded of your lingering presence. You’re no longer bench pressing anymore but instead doing a set of bent-over dumbbell rolls. With the way you’re torso’s angled, anyone who’s anyone has a direct view of your rear end. Any decent person would pay it no mind but that same douchebag next to you keeps gawking.

“It’s not meant to be a fucking sex position,” Jungkook mutters and types out a response. “Fucker.”

He makes his way to the black punching bag on the other side of the room, passing a strong glare at that young man as he nears the two of you. He doesn’t know his name but he’d really like to go over there and knee him in the balls. His eyes flicker at you for a moment, so pretty.

“The hell are you staring at my girl for half-pint?” The man calls Jungkook out in an aggressive stance. “Keep your eyes in front before I fuck you up.”

Frazzled, Jungkook scurries to move past the both of you with his head down. “Sorry, I didn’t mean anything.” He doesn’t get three steps before a solid form blocks his path.

“Who are you apologizing to? Your feet? Look me in the damn eye when you talk to me.”

“Jun-ho stop,” you come up beside the man, tugging at his arm. He yanks himself out of the grasp, however, jolting your body back. You nearly lose your balance.

“I’m just trying to teach this little hermit crab what happens when you stare at another man’s woman, baby.”

Jungkook clenches his fists as you struggle to re-stabilize yourself. You should not be with this asshole. He doesn’t deserve you, he doesn’t deserve to be calling you his baby. Who the fuck does he think he is shoving a woman like that.

“Don’t fucking call me that,” you spit. “I’m not your woman. Now leave Jungkook alone. He doesn’t need this.”

Jun-ho gives you a cocky smirk. “Oh? So he’s Jungkook huh? You know him too. You fucking him behind my back or something?” He takes a step towards you. Jungkook lunges forward seeing your obvious discomfort.

“Don’t touch her!” Jungkook stands between you and Jun-ho. He’s shaking so badly but he doesn’t budge. “Take another step and I’ll–I’ll–“

“You’ll pound me in the ground? You and what army? You can’t even talk.” He snorts and moves to toss Jungkook to the side. “Get out of my way.”

Jungkook feels the back of his neck heat with rage, his ears red and burning. There’s no way in hell he’s letting Jun-ho get to you.

“She told you to stop, so why don’t you just–fuck off!” Jungkook shoves Jun-ho back with as much force as he can. His body’s not built and his arm muscles aren’t as ripped but he’s got some big fucking thighs that manage to anchor him to the ground.

“You shit.” Jun-ho grits his teeth and punches Jungkook straight in the gut. Jungkook doubles over in agony. His hand clutches over his abdomen as he groans. You hurry in front of him but you’re thrown to the side by a pair of large hands. “Move bitch,” Jun-ho snaps, eyes bolstered on the smaller man.

“Hey, what the hell is going on over here?” The manager of the gym rushes over to the three of you. He grabs Jungkook and offers him support. “You can’t be doing this young man. You need to leave now.”

Jun-ho shakes his head. “Count yourself lucky this time Jungkook. Could have been a lot worse if it weren’t for this old man getting in the way.” He stares at the manager and then at you. “Come on __.”

“You’re fucking nuts if you think I’m coming with you. I’m staying with Jungkook.”

“No, you’re fucking not.” Jun-ho reaches for your arm until his head is knocked backward by a clean, punch to his jaw. “Fuck! You Fuck!” He holds his jaw, stumbling into a rack of dumbbells behind him.

Jungkook’s knuckles bleed as he holds his own wrist. He winces at the sharp throbbing and stinging from the punch. “Okay no more, no more,” the manager anxiously darts his eyes back and forth between him and Jun-ho. “I want you all out of my facility this instance.”

After being thrown out of the gym, Jungkook returns to his dorm room. He insists he takes care of his injury himself but it doesn’t sit well with you so you follow him.

“I’m so sorry about this Jungkook. Jun-ho’s a bastard.” You finish wrapping his knuckles in the elastic bandage then lean forward to place your hands on his shoulders. “Promise me you won’t ever do that again.”

Jungkook holds your pleading stare from his seated position. Your soft hands are simultaneously soothing and unsettling. He’s not mad at you for what happened at all. But seeing you with a jerk like Jun-ho when you rejected him, someone who’d never treat his girl like a piece of trash causes all kinds of knots inside him.

“You’re not going to see him again right? Because I can’t make that promise if you do.” His voice is low, nervous that you'll say yes.

Jungkook might not have personal relationship experience but he's witnessed his share of unhealthy relationship dynamics more times he'd like to count.

“Jungkook…” You muster up the best reassuring smile you can and tuck a few loose strands of his hair behind his ear. “Nothing's going to happen between me and Jun-ho anymore. We weren't anything serious. But you care too much about me, I’m not worth the trouble.”

Hearing this, he reaches a hand up to close over yours. “Please don’t say that. Everyone deserves to be cared for and as long as I can help it, I’ll be the first to do it.” His big, doting eyes search into yours. "And good, don't go back to him __. He's not the type of man you need."

"And what type of man do I need Bambi?" You stroke his puffy cheeks and quirk your head to the side inquisitively. Jungkook flinches at the touch.

"Bambi?"

"You didn't like it when I called you baby so, had to come up with something else."

"But." There's that pout again. Jungkook doesn't like being called a baby but when someone reaching this level of adorable, its so hard to shake. "But I just knocked a bitch out for you. How can you keep calling me baby names?"

The chuckle that leaves your lips is heaven to Jungkook's ears. "Aww Jungkook," you coo. "It's 'cause you're a little honeysuckle. So sweet to the taste." His ears perk up at that, gnawing on his bottom lip. "But if you want me to call you something else that might take some more time for me to figure out. Until then do tell me, what do I need?"

"Someone that'll protect you."

"Mhm, okay but—"

"Emotionally, physically, and mentally." Jungkook lists out loud. "That means someone to stand up for you, support you in the ways you need. Someone to help keep losers like Jun-ho out who only look out for themselves." He pauses, contemplating thoughtfully. "You need someone you can trust too. When you're sick you'll be taken care of and he'll never ever cheat on you. Even if you fight, he'll always stick by your side. You'll watch movies together, cuddle under the covers, and stargaze on summer nights. He'll also peel perilla leaves for you and love you until sunrise. Finally, when the time's right he'll ask to marry you, only if you want, of course."

Jungkook waits for you to give him a reply, a little breathless. He notices the distance between you and him somehow got larger. You're now about two feet away from him when you were only mere inches before.

"I'm sorry." He lowers his head. "It's silly I know. Everyone tells me I'm some kind of dreamer boy, just a hopeless romantic."

"It's not silly Jungkook." You soften your expression. "It's a beautiful idea and somewhere out there will gladly share those things with you. You'll live a full life together having all those wonderful experiences."

"Wanna have them with you though." His eyes flicker up at you. "I really like you __."

Oh no, no no no. You push down the pressure building from inside you. "No, I can't. I'm sorry Bambi, I want to but you don't know me." A small tear spills out of the corner of your eye. "I'm not able to....I can't love you like that."

Jungkook gets up from his chair and reaches for your trembling hand. You're tempted to pull back if it weren't for the fact that your hand feels warm in his.

"I can," he says. "I can love you if you let me."

You shake your head, and another hot tear rolls down your face. "Sorry, I don't know why I'm even crying." You quickly wipe your wet cheeks.

"You don't always need a reason. Sometimes it just happens and that's okay. I cry all the time when I'm by myself." Jungkook grabs your other hand slowly. "Just wanna be here for you."

You blink back the remaining tears welling in your eyes. You're embarrassed this is happening at all. Jungkook is the sweetest, most kind-hearted, and most selfless person you know. He shouldn't have to be dealing with any of this.

"If we can't go out, is it okay that we are friends?"

"I don't want to do that to you Kookie."

"Hey, I like that one," he says with a lifted voice.

"You do? I didn't even think about it like the others."

"You were thinking about me?" He bounces in the air a little, at least that's what it looks like to you by the sudden rush of energy Jungkook responds with. He likes knowing you've been paying attention to him, even if only a smidge.

You dart your eyes past him, fingers curling in his hand. "Well I mean..." Jungkook waits intently. "I guess...yes, some."

"Oh please __, please let me take you out. We don't even have to call it a date."

"You're too persistent, you know that?"

"But is it working?"

"I'm not ready yet Jungkook." His shoulders slouch and he opens his mouth to say something though you continue before he can get anything out. "To give you an answer. I'm not ready to give you an answer yet is what I'm trying to say."

"Well, that's okay. You wanna think about it longer? We can four years until graduation."

"You're such a goof, you'd wait that long for an answer?"

Jungkook shakes his head. "No, I'd wait that long for you." He pauses. "Okay maybe I have been watching one too many Korean dramas. Even I threw up in my mouth a little."

Too both share a laugh, this is the weirdest, emotionally exhausting day ever. "Thank you for what you did today with Jung-ho. And for trying to comfort me. Will you possibly be able to wait another week? If it's too long you can tell me. I've made you wait long enough."

"A week from now, let's meet up okay? Or call at least. Even if it's a no, I don't want this to be the last time I get to see or hear you."

"Okay." You nod. "I promise."

And that was the end of that night, as Jungkook walks you to your dorm soon after. It was getting dark out after all.

A/N: tysm for reading! Lmk what you think and if you wan to be tagged comment/ask 💞

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xoxomoonlightxoxo · 2 months

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Don't Get Attached | Drabble Series

"Every inch of her is mine,"

“Baby, are you ready? We are beyond fashionably late,” Jungkook’s voice echoes through the corridor as he knocks on the bedroom door. Gaining no response from you, he quietly welcomes himself in, eyes scanning the dimly lit room.

“Y/n?” he calls out softly, following the light coming from the walk-in closet. Peaking his head, a sudden smirk forms on his face at the sight of your naked body, covered merely by the lacy lingerie set he bought you last week.

“We can’t go. I have nothing to wear,” you pout, letting out a deep sigh as you eye your form in the full-length mirror.

“Nothing? Maybe, you can borrow my arms? I’ll hide all the parts reserved for my eyes only,” Jungkook grins, inching closer before gliding his hands over the lacy fabric.

“See?” he hums, nibbling on your ear as his grip tightens.

“I’m serious Koo, nothing fits me anymore. I blame you,” you scoff, lightly pushing his arms off of you before meeting his hooded gaze.

“Me?” his voice squeaks, baffled by the sudden allegation.

“Yeah, you. Since we’ve started dating I've gained like 5 kg,” you sneer, tracing the stretch marks on your thighs as his fingers naturally intertwined with yours, following the motion.

“I’m the bad guy for keeping my love full?” he whispers, leaning closer to nuzzle your exposed neck. Feeling his warm breath on your skin, your lips slightly parted, letting out quiet whimpers that do not go unnoticed by Jungkook’s needy self. And, as he leaves a trail of sloppy kisses on your neck you notice his teasing grin following each purple mark.

“Koo,” you manage to let out, chest slowly heaving up from the temptation his touch has gotten you craving. Turning around to face him, his grip on your waist tightens, reversing your form as his darkened orbs stare back at the reflection of your furrowed gaze.

“Look at her, y/n,” he commands, softly tracing his fingertips up and down your sides as goosebumps form all over your now-burning body.

“This is baby, and this is baby protector,” Jungkook chuckles, pointing to you and then to himself in the mirror.

“Oh really?” you grin, leaning your head back on his chest before looking up at his sparkling eyes.

“Every inch of her is mine. Every kilogram. Every stretch mark. All mine.” he nods teasingly, placing needy kisses on your lips after each pause, before finally lifting your body onto the wooden dresser. And, as your legs naturally spread following his touch, the suffocating space between the two of you welcomes him in.

“Any questions?” he smirks, hooded eyes looking up from your soft lips as his right hand gently unclasps your bra. Gaze softening by the way you obediently shook your head ‘no’ in response to him, Jungkook moved closer, clearing the space behind you before gently laying you down. Feeling the flush rise up your cheeks, you nibble on your lips to calm the nerves as his eyes look you up and down, hungry for your taste.

“Koo, you can’t stare,” you yelp, hiding your flustered face behind your hands. Feeling his veiny arms slowly creep up your stomach, they glide up to your chest as his tongue barely touches the tip of your perked nipple.

“All mine, remember?” he grins, looking up at your parted lips before sucking on your right breast as his left-hand plays around with your other nipple. Not a boob guy my ass.

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tekoo : can i call you baby?

★ koo & tete — my eternal solace

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chimivx · 2 years

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vegas, baby. // myg.

pairing: Idol!Yoongi x Female!Reader ( ot7 at some point )

summary: Dating Yoongi as an Idol used to be easy, and effortless, like pouring you two a glass of wine after one of his shows... However, after the birth of your surprise baby girl, those effortless days have gotten a little harder, you being unable to travel with your daughter. After one lucky doctor's appointment though, things seem to shape up...

words: 6k

warnings: like none, fluff...?, a swear word here or there (not really), does Vegas need its own warning?, Yoongi is overprotective but it's cute, this is heavily unedited, they mention sex vaguely, DAD YOONGI, baby is unnamed ( you get to pick :) )

a/n: hiii, I was very much in love with this one night and it poured out of me, then I fell out of love with it, but I'm proud of it. I feel a fic coming of these two and their prior life, and then completing this one one day... Part 2? Not sure I like where I left this off at, I planned to write more but needed to get this out of my sight for a second, so here it is. :)

*gif not mine, cred to owner*

Five teeny, soft little fingers wrapped around one of yours. Driving peacefully for almost twenty minutes, you were grateful for the quiet ride, yet disappointed your seven month old sweetie didn’t take this opportunity to nap. Instead, your baby girl was lifting her head out of her carseat to peer out the window, enthralled by the Vegas lights that were shining bright as the night grew closer. She sang out an occasional coo when something was particularly interesting. Usually it was just the street lights whizzing by, but this time she shrieked, making you jump where you sat beside her.

“Goodness,” You chuckle, bouncing her hand that was grasping onto your middle finger like it was her job. You were relieved it wasn’t your necklace, or your earrings. Anything shiny and dangling was her favorite thing at the moment, and your poor ears paid the price. At least she’d grown out of her hair ripping phase, you’d totally take broken jewelry over headaches any day.

At this red light she so happily squealed at, you followed her eyes to where she was staring intently and held yourself back from copying her screech.

Vegas was painted fucking purple.

Using your other hand, you pull out your phone and start a video, recording your girl's content expression before panning to the window, taking in everything Vegas had to offer. It was beautiful, and filled you with absolute joy. In just a few minutes you’d be back in your boyfriend's arms, and your girl in her father’s.

“Dada,” You say softly, catching her attention. She turned her chin, giving you a big smile. Always such a calm, happy little girl. Her father thanked you for that, knowing damn well her smiley personality didn’t come from him which you were ready to defend every time. If anyone was the calm, unbothered, unpredictably silly one it was definitely Yoongi.

“De… De…” Your baby stammered, trying to mimic you. You’ve been working on ‘dada’ since Yoongi left two weeks ago, but she still hasn’t been able to pick it up. She was fluent in ‘mama’s’ and the occasionally surprising ‘Kookie’ that sounded more like ‘Koo-hee’, but had come out clear as day one night while you and Yoongi were snuggled up with her in your bed.

Side by side in the center of the bed underneath the fluffy white duvet, Yoongi had your little one on his lap, making faces at her that had her belly laughing like you’d never heard before. It was late, close to midnight. Yoongi had gotten home later than expected from a rehearsal for Vegas with the guys. At seven months your girl was on a schedule, and she was, again, like her father and adored her sleep, however tonight was special. Yoongi was leaving for Vegas in a couple of days, and you’d both be without him for two weeks before you were flown out to see the show, so you didn’t mind keeping her up to soak up as much time with her daddy as she could. Partially, you did it for yourself. You knew that if she was up, he’d stay up, giving you more time as well.

“You are so silly,” Yoongi said, then stuck his tongue out and squeezed his eyes shut, getting her to crack another giggle, “Can’t wait for her to be around the guys again.” He sighs, bouncing her up and down for a second. She ate it up, her big, toothless smile wide as she kept her eyes on him. It goes without saying that she was a daddy’s girl, but he was just as much, if not more, of a sucker for her.

“She gets to see them,” You reassure him, knowing her bond with his friends was important to him, “Kook was here just last night.”

“I mean… all together, all of us. While we’re being… us,” His eyes left his little girl for a second to peer over at his first girl, “She’s never been to a show, this is gonna be huge.” You smile, your heart warming over how much this meant to him. Yoongi’s work was his life, his first love, his everything. For him to start to share that with the tiny family he’s created, the tiny family that he adores more than life, was incredibly important.

“It is huge,” You nod, agreeing with him. You hadn’t been to a show since you could last travel while you were pregnant, and even then it was one of the shows that was pre-filmed, edited, or a performance for television. You missed out when Permission to Dance shows started, having your girl in September when the first live streamed show was about to happen. Funny enough, your girl shares a birthday with Jungkook, who now has bragging rights for life and gets to claim himself as the favorite uncle.

She’s been so small, struggling to keep weight on her though she was born on time about a day after your due date, so both you and Yoongi were apprehensive about traveling with her while she was so young. It was a hard decision that kept you up for nights at a time, shedding some tears together knowing you had to spend time apart during this major shift happening in your lives. Her health was ultimately the most important thing.

There was a small chance that Permission to Dance LA would have happened for you, but your girl's weight was dropping again, so home it was. Close to doctors, close to friends, in a familiar, comfortable environment for her. Seoul was out of the picture, too. That one hurt Yoongi. However, under some miracle, your tiny girl was finally gaining some weight and sliding herself into a healthy percentile and keeping herself there.

You phoned Yoongi the moment you were outside of the doctor's office that day, telling him the good news. The first thing he said being, “You can come to Vegas.” And so you were, both of you.

“I’m excited to watch you perform, I miss that so much,” You say, resting your head on his shoulder gently, knowing it was currently wrapped up. Kissing the top of your head, he sighs, which was funny to your girl making her start to giggle again.

“What has gotten into you!” You laugh with her, taking in how she was sat here admiring her parents with the eyes, you guessed it, she got from her father.

“Tell Mama, my full belly makes me happy, makes me feel good, and makes me a healthy girl,” Yoongi’s voice stole her attention, her smile fading away as she watched him curiously. Minutes prior to now she had guzzled down her entire bottle in Yoongi’s arms, satisfying all three of you. You sat in comfortable silence for a few seconds before she giggled.

“Mama!” She shouted, “Ma, ma, ma, ma…” She started to bounce again.

“Alright, alright,” Yoongi playfully rolled his eyes and shifted your baby over to your lap where she crawled up to sit on your belly instead of your legs. That was her spot. Like clockwork, whenever she wanted to sit with you she’d find your belly and sit there instead. It’s like she knew she came from the scar on your pelvis, those couple inches permanently marked as her territory. As insecure as you were about it, Yoongi never failed to tell you almost daily how beautiful it was, and that it was a reminder that the two of you created something so wonderful, sometimes muttered in the dark hours of the night when his lips brushed over it softly.

“You always are a little more silly after you see Uncle Kookie, aren’t you?” You coo, brushing a hand over her dark hair that was once held back with a bow that was ripped out hours ago. Her record for wearing one was forty five minutes, and she was sleeping for thirty of them.

“Koo-hee,” She mimicked placing her hands on your chest, “Koo-hee!” Her voice went high and shrill, you and Yoongi cringing with laughter.

“Do you love your Uncle Kookie?” Yoongi asked, pleased with how fast she turned to look at him.

“Kookie,” Her voice was a lot softer than it had just come out. Whipping your heads to look at one another, your jaw fell open.

“No way?” Yoongi stifled a laugh, “She just fully said Kookie.”

“Koo-heeeeeeeeeeee!” Was almost a scream before she fell into a series of meaningless babbles, tiny fingers gripping at your chest looking for a necklace you knew to take off.

“He’ll never believe us,” You shake your head, and spend the next fifteen minutes trying to get her to repeat Kookie for a camera before putting her down for the night.

Rewatching the video you took, the car resumed its journey. Opening your messages, you tap on the pinned thread with Yoongi he had named ‘#1 husband😮‍💨’ long before your baby was even born. The two of you were only dating a month when he changed that. You sent him the video giving him a little hint of where you were. You told him you’d left the hotel, and you planned to keep it at that, maybe surprising him with your arrival, but the video was too cute not to send.

Typing bubbles appeared, then disappeared. Appeared again, then disappeared.

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: My girls my girls my girls my girls my girls

Was the first message to pop up. Cheesing at it hard, you double tap it to give it a heart.

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: You put her in purple Taehyung is going to go nuts

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: She matches the lights

[you]: I think she knows we’re going somewhere exciting. She hasn’t slept since she woke up today. Hope she doesn’t get cranky.

Glancing over to her while you waited for a response, your girl was already watching you. You wiggle the finger she had her lethal grip on and smile.

“Gonna see Dada… Dada…” You try again, defeated. You really wished she would say it, especially today.

“Gonna see… Uncle Kookie,” You tilt your head and she grins. Uh oh, here it comes.

“Koo-HEEEE!” She shrieks, and you apologize to the driver who only laughs with you. The buzz of your phone on your lap stole your attention.

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: She’ll be too excited to be cranky

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: I know I’m a little cranky…….. cause I’ve been without you for forever

Your cheeks flush pink, wondering where he was to even get away with texting you like this.

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: Six babysitters. Empty dressing room….. Just saying

Actually thinking about it, it was deemed possible. That’s how you guys used to go about it anyway, too hot for each other to wait until you were in the privacy of your own space. Dressing rooms, public restrooms, his studio, an empty room at Hybe while he rehearsed… the list shamelessly went on. It actually came as a very little surprise to some of the members when Yoongi told them you were pregnant.

Though you were still young, and still hot for each other in the same teenage fueled lusty way, you were parents now and you wondered if you should adhere to golden parent standards. Plus, you’re a little shocked to see Yoongi say he’d let his girl out of his sight in a place she didn’t know.

[#1 husband😮‍💨]: On second thought I can wait. I’ll keep it together even though I know you’re wearing the jeans that kill me in every way shape and form

You smirk. They were worn on purpose. For this purpose. It was no lie, you wanted him just as badly as he wanted you. Yeah, you were parents, but that didn’t mean you weren’t allowed to tease him.

Sending him a winking emoji, you then peer over at your girl who’s eyes were back out the window, now checking out the masses of people surrounding the venue her daddy was about to bring to the ground.

“Hoooolyyy…” You mumble under your breath, having forgotten what this part of this life was like. It’s not that you forgot, you remember quite vividly. You actually used to wait in these crowds with friends to get the full experience, and it was always way too much fun.

Dating wasn’t something that was advertised for Idol’s, so it was very unlikely that one would go public with a partner, especially a member of BTS. Rumors totally stirred every now and then, but you and Yoongi were never the culprits of any… Though, when you’d attend shows there were a few ARMY who’d stare a little too long, curiously. It’s incredible how you would get away with it, attending every show without anyone wondering why or how you were at another one.

Your socials were completely private. Instagram was the only platform you found fun anyway, using it as an archive (an idea that Namjoon will say he did NOT steal from you). You followed a couple of friends, family, and all seven of the boys of course. You were careful of who was following you, making sure you trusted them to their core before allowing them access to photos of your life, you, you and Yoongi, and now, you, Yoongi and your girl.

Private’d accounts from Hybe and the team followed you, keeping tabs on all socials at all times for your own safety. Even when posting photos of your baby you were sure to keep most of her face hidden in the slight chance that something could possibly happen. Photos with Yoongi were abstract as well, keeping details to minimum, showing only the parts that mattered, and very rarely were the two of you fully in one together. You liked to edit and post this way, your Instagram became more of a passion project for you, documenting your life and scrapbooking it onto a feed that flowed beautifully.

The crowd outside the stadium was flowing into the streets, there were so many people. People of all ages, not just what someone assumes a fan of the boys would look like. There were parents with their kids, groups of teenagers, young adults, and even families attending with their grandparents.

The younger side of ARMY were the ones who’d eye you up occasionally. Waiting in the lines with them was exciting, you loved the atmosphere they created. The chants, the way they’d talk about their biases (that you later would tell said bias about), the sea of voices singing their songs during soundcheck… It was invigorating to see that side of it, getting perspective on how huge it all really was.

You’d be sent out there incognito with a couple of friends you’d met through the boys and the team, and per Yoongi’s request, a member of security that they allowed you to dress up to fit in with ARMY. The poor guard assigned that job quickly became Jimin’s biggest fan. You got him a different Jimin t-shirt for each show, accessorizing him head to toe in other merch associated with the It Boy.

Maybe the girls weren’t actually looking at you…

“Pulling around, we are license plate…” The driver spoke into something that resembled a cell phone, and suddenly the windows fell dark. Your little one looked at you with wide eyes, hers adjusting to the darkness. “Yes, just her and the baby. Approaching the gate now, confirming with code…” Life was so different now compared to how these nights used to go. Sure, security was always this tight and strict, and sometimes you would try to challenge it a bit to see what you could get away with. You never pushed too far, it was only just you and Yoongi seeing how long you could escape for before Namjoon and the team got ticked off, but now it was different. Much different. There was a tiny person involved, a tiny person you made with the person that probably requested his team go through this much trouble for. You appreciated it, it definitely was relieving some of the anxiety you were keeping packed away. You trusted ARMY to the fullest, but even they knew there were some uncertainties amongst those who only acted as if they were true…

Before leaving the hotel you checked your bag six times, making sure you had absolutely everything you could possibly need for your girl. She had a change of clothes, plenty of diapers, her favorite snacks, formula, toys… She was ready for her first BTS concert.

“Oh, baby girl, you are in for it,” You whisper under your breath as the car pulls into a garage underneath the stadium after passing through a gate that loudly clanged shut behind the car. The lights that were now shining bright outside of the tinted windows were making her squint, making you giggle as you hurried to undo her seat buckles before the car was even parked.

“Mamaaaa,” She sang sweetly, watching you. Leaning over her, you kiss her forehead.

“My babyyy,” You copied her sing-songy tone that made her kick her legs and shake her hands happily, “Such a happy girl,” You smile, “Let’s go find Dada.”

Once the car was in park, you scoop your girl out of her carseat, letting her make a biiig stretch that you had to comment on before tucking her and her purple fit into your chest.

That’s when she spotted it. It was smooth, and giving off a chrome sparkle when the lights from outside would hit it. It was in the shape of a small heart with a ‘Y’ on it in pretty lettering. Her tiny hand went in the air, eyes on the prize, but you caught her fingers before they could reach the necklace Yoongi bought you for your last anniversary.

“No, please, no,” You hide your demise behind a short laugh and scoot to the edge of the seats, waiting for your door to be opened. Per protocol, you were not allowed to exit the vehicle until the door was opened for you by a team member. More safety precautions.

From around the corner, a group of people all dressed in black covered with headsets and wires appeared, spreading out in the garage, scoping the scene. Your eyes scanned them at lightning speed, looking for a face that could be out here secretively. You knew pretty much everybody on this team, and they knew you.

One of the tallest guys nodded to everyone else and turned his chin to speak into the walky-talky that was pinned to his shoulder. You assumed that was confirmation they could come and get you.

Two members approached the car, one coming to open the door and the other going toward the opening trunk to grab your things.

“Hello! Welcome!” Was said your way as you stepped onto the concrete. The garage was echoey, every single sound bouncing off the grey walls. Your little one nuzzled her head into your neck, hiding her face from the bright lights and the sharp sounds. Cradling the back of her head, you kiss her cheek, whispering comforting words to her to keep her relaxed.

Your bag was passed along, a team member carrying it as everyone started to follow you toward the doors.

“Do we need the car seat?” Was called out amidst the movement, and with a simple shake of your head you let them know they could leave it behind. There were going to be plenty of eager arms to hold her here.

“Suga at doors three and four,” Was mumbled somewhere next to you, and your heart shot out of your chest, “Approaching that entrance now.” You were about to see him for the first time in two weeks. He was about to see you for the first time in two weeks. You and your girl were here, at one of his shows, for the first time together.

Biting onto your bottom lip with force, the nervousness that was swirling with excitement inside of you was about to boil over as you rounded the corner to doors labeled ‘3’ and ‘4’. God, you couldn’t wait to kiss him, or just simply put your hands on him. He was going to get to cradle your girl and smother her in tiny kisses like he loved to do. Doing that was the first thing that ever made her laugh.

Members that were many feet in front of you reached the doors first. You swear you could feel your heart beating in your throat, that’s how nervous you were, and the feeling shot down through your stomach as they grabbed the door handles, but as soon as they were pulled open, every minuscule uncomfortable feeling you were feeling dissipated.

Rocking impatiently side to side, Yoongi’s head shot up once the doors had opened, locking eyes with you instantly. Heart swelling, feeling overwhelmed, the sight of you coming toward him with your baby in your arms had him squatting down to the floor, covering the bottom half of his face with his hands that were iced out in jewelry. He wasn’t allowed out of the arena.

“Min Yoongi!” You shout, holding your girl to you tight as you hurried toward him, passing three members on the way. His eyes crinkled, hands still covering the smile that was growing with each step you took toward him.

More team members and stage hands stood behind him, working efficiently to get the show ready. One of them paused to try and speak with him, but he sent them away with a wave of his hand, jumping back up to his feet to throw his arms around you as you passed over the threshold, holding you gently, carefully, telling you just how important you were to him.

He was dressed in his first outfit of the night, one of your favorites, all white down to chunky, red detailed sneakers. It suited him, much like how he wore white to the Grammys, most definitely his color- though you wished they kept the original of this assemble, the all white everything.

His hair and makeup were already done, a part of the process you adored to watch even if it made him a little shy at times, and he smelled fantastic. A mixture of something musky along with something sweet. Whatever it was, it was doing something to you.

“This can’t be real,” He sighed, tightening his arms around your back. Slipping one around his waist, you giggle into his neck, placing a kiss there before taking a long deep breath.

“I missed you,” You breath, “We missed you.” Yoongi turned his chin to look down between you two, your girl already gazing up at him with a goofy big grin already smug on her face.

“My goodness,” He spoke quietly, “Who is this beautiful little lady?” His tone was playful, evoking a giggle out of her. The two of you share a smile, then an overdue kiss that you wanted to melt into, but a babble from your girl brought you back into the room. Yoongi leaves an arm around your back, but pulls away enough to shift his baby into his arms. In a second her hands were attached to his jacket, curiously looking at the zippers and trying to figure out how to work them.

“How was the ride? Was everything okay?” Yoongi asks you, eyes on your daughter. Wrapping both your arms around his waist, leaning against his side, you nod.

“Was perfect,” You said, watching him watch your girl, “I can’t believe what they did with the lights!” His eyes went wide as he nodded his head.

“Incredible… Everyone went out last night to check it out,” He said, “I wished you could’ve been there.” His gaze shifted over to you, something that looked like sorrow written in his eyes. Pouting sarcastically, you shake your head.

“Enough, stop it,” You playfully tap his back, “We’re here now."

“And I’ve never been happier,” He whispered, tilting his head to kiss you slowly. The doors closing behind you was a sign telling you to get out of the way, though no one on the team would really tell you to do so. Instead, Yoongi tightened his grip on you and started walking his family down the underground halls of the Allegiant Stadium. The stylists that were passing by were excited to see you, Yoongi proudly showing off your daughter as she took in everything around her with wonder. So far she was happy, and not shying away from the new faces like you thought she would. Just as you were passing by a few more stage hands, familiar shouting sounded from a room at the end of the hall that you recognized immediately.

Memories of causing a scene, and making a mess in the dressing rooms came rolling back with ease. Pausing before you got in front of the door, you motioned for Yoongi to enter with your girl first, eager to see how his friends were going to act. Before he did, he took one last long look at you, up and down, and kissed you.

“Mamaaa,” Your girl said, and the dressing room fell silent. You held in your laughter as you heard the guys whisper, trying to decipher whether what they heard was real or not. Sharing a quick glance with Yoongi, a mutual decision was made.

“Kookie,” You whisper to her, and she loses it, arms and legs flailing away.

“KOO-HEE!” She shrieks, and you hear Jungkook lose his mind. The chorus of six pairs of feet wearing the chunky sneakers sounded, barreling for the door, Jungkook being the first to appear outside.

"My GIRL!” He shouts, hurrying over to Yoongi to gently squeeze her cheeks between his finger and thumb, making her smile and squirm in her fathers arms, “Favorite uncle is ready to put on the BEST show for you.” He smiles toward you, holding his arms open to give you a squeeze.

“She missed you guys,” You said while he rocked you back and forth, “I can’t wait for her to see you all onstage.” They all looked absolutely breathtaking, their stylists knew how to do their job. One by one they greeted your baby, leaving her in Yoongi’s arms for now, then you with a hug. One member in particular was stuck on your girl, however, not even making it over to give you a squeeze.

“Oh no, Taehyung,” Yoongi shook his head, smiling. Your girl's tiny hands were latched to his, the difference in size melting your heart. Tae was laughing, unsure of what to do as your daughter stared at him with a wide open gaze. Jungkook popped his head in front of her to try to distract her and get her attention, but she was zoned in on Taehyung, frustrating the youngest member.

“You’re strong,” He continued to giggle, wiggling the fingers she was squeezing, “I like your outfit,” He spoke to her as if she wasn’t an infant, and it was hilarious. Quickly, her hands sprung free and reached out for him, Taehyung looking up at Yoongi just as fast, questioning whether or not to take her.

“Go ‘head,” Yoongi chuckled, holding her out for his younger brother to grab. His hands fit over the entire circumference of her back, they were probably as long as her entire legs right now. He seemed unsure at first, only having held her once as a newborn, but Yoongi was quick to help him out while your daughter still gazed up at him.

“Jeez, we get it, he’s handsome,” Jin mumbled, getting everyone to laugh aloud, even Taehyung who’s cheeks turned pink. Yoongi rolled his eyes, shaking his head half seriously.

“No, no, no,” He said, moving to stand behind you, sliding his arms over your shoulders, clasping his hands to his elbows. Lifting yours, you placed your hands over his, squeezing them happily.

“No boys, sorry Tae,” You keep the joke going.

“Just cool uncles,” Taehyung nodded, bouncing your baby a bit as she babbled up at him, “Protecting and watching over you from everyone.” A soft smile grew on you and Yoongi’s face as you watched the six of his friends fuss over your daughter, trying to make her laugh, or steal her attention from Taehyung.

“She’s so loved,” You whisper, Yoongi agreeing with you with a hum, planting a kiss on your cheek.

Hoseok was next to scoop up your girl, getting her to giggle and kick her legs instantly. All he had to do was stick out his tongue and she was gone.

“Oh! So cute! You’re so small,” Hoseok cooed, kissing her cheek three times, making her smile. Yoongi squeezed one of your shoulders after watching your face falter at his words, giving you a knowing look. Jungkook hurried over and snatched her from his older brother, spinning her in the air before giving her a squeeze.

“She’s perfect!” He sarcastically defended, but ultimately meant, knowing the most about her not long ago needed bi-weekly doctor appointments. Looking up at her Uncle Kookie, she cooed softly, then laid her head on his chest. She’s fallen asleep there before back at home when Jungkook would come to visit, and it looked as though there was a possibility she’d drift off comfortably right now, but Taehyung spoke, and the sound of his voice had her head springing up fast, eyes searching for him. Teasing sounds erupted from the guys, Yoongi shakes his head again.

“Here,” Jungkook sighs, turning to hand Taehyung the baby that was already reaching for him, “You win.” As soon as she was out of his arms, Jimin tossed his around Jungkook from behind. One of his babies still wanted his attention.

The eight of you stood here passing around your girl for another ten minutes, you and Yoongi being asked question after question regarding everything about her when chatter and noise started to grow from the arena.

“I think I hear them,” You wiggle your eyebrows, making them smile. A stagehand approached the group, tentatively trying to get a word in, letting you all know the doors had opened and the show would be starting soon. Knowing the guys took these last moments together alone, you break out of Yoongi’s hold to his disappointment, and take your girl back from Namjoon, who was holding her like she was the most fragile thing he’s ever held.

“Let’s go, babe,” You smile at her, as she tries to resist you a bit, “Oh, I know, I’m not as cool as them… they have to get to work!” A few of them giggle, then they turn back into the dressing room after saying goodbye, leaving you and Yoongi to have a moment alone. Kissing his daughter on the head, Yoongi then kisses you in the same spot, putting his arms around you.

“There’s another room around the corner here,” His voice was low, comforting, “They put both your things in there, and I know it’s got food and drinks for you, too. It’s further from the stage, so if she needs to sleep it won’t be too loud… Oh! It has a private bathroom, too-“

“D,” You cut off his rambles with his nickname, his eyes pointing down to you, “Thank you,” You giggle, tilting your chin to press your lips to his, “I think someone needs to be changed,” You whisper as if your daughter understood what that meant. Yoongi crinkled his nose, and chuckled. The chatter from the arena caught your attention, and a thought popped into your mind, one you were kind of nervous to ask him.

“What?” He questioned, able to read you like a book.

“What?” You repeat, and he chuckles again at your obliviousness.

“What’re you thinking?” He asked. You nibbled on your bottom lip, Yoongi lifting a hand to use his thumb to pull it out, kissing you there softly. Your daughter had a tight grip on one of the zippers of his jacket.

“Can I go out? We? Can we go out? Out there?” You gestured to the arena with the top of your head. Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed, looking from your girl, back to you. He slowly opened his mouth as if to speak, but quickly shut it.

“Please?” You whisper, giving him a glimpse of your puppy eyes on purpose, knowing they had an effect on him. Sighing, he glances away and nods.

“I don’t see… why not,” He says tentatively, “You’re not going alone, of course.”

“I know,” You start to smile, “I got Branson a new Jimin shirt.” Laughing about the security guard you liked to dress up with Yoongi, he calms down first with a short breath.

“Nothing crazy,” He says, making sure he has your focus, “We’re in Vegas… Last night this city got a little wild,” You nod after every word, “I got the headphones for her, little purple ones back in that room for you… Take them now just in case,” He pauses, taking in the sight of his daughter. If you were anywhere else you’d feel a bit silly letting Yoongi tell you what to do like he was parenting you both, but he knew his concerts best, so you appreciated his words.

“I’m going to wear a mask, too,” You remind him, giving him another reason to be okay with you joining his fans, “She’ll be fine… I saw other babies while we were driving, so we’ll fit right in. No one will suspect a thing.” Yoongi starts to smile, giving you a single nod before a long kiss that your daughter didn’t like. He took her into his arms as he led you to find Branson and the group of friends you’d typically hang with at shows, then to your room to your things where he changed your baby’s diaper himself.

“Suga, you need to head out,” A stage manager poked his head into the room with his hand on his walky-talky. Sharing a silent moment with you, Yoongi sighs.

“Be careful,” He said, handing you your daughter. Standing to meet him with a hug, you nod.

“We’re gonna go experience Dada’s world,” You say softly. Yoongi looks down at you, confused. “What?” You ask.

“You already do,” He says, “You two are my world.” The stage manager peered in again, beckoning Yoongi to leave at this point while tears pricked at your eyes.

“Alright!” He groans goofily, looking over his shoulder, “Bye, my love,” He kisses you, then your girl, “Bye, my baby.”

“Daaadaaa,” Fills in the following silence, your stomach doing a flip, “D-d-daaada.” Yoongi watches her in awe, then looks up at you in disbelief.

“That’s the first-“

“The first-“

You both try to speak at the same time, falling into a fit of giggles.

“Dada,” Yoongi says to her, and she repeats it clearly, “Oh, YES!” He shouts, making her laugh, “And now I have to leave?!” He bounced on his heels, rolling his eyes.

“Go,” You tell him just as the stage manager looked back into the room, “Please.”

“Mmm,” He hums, “You gotta stop saying that,” A flash of devil hints in his dark eyes. Your turn to roll your eyes.

“Yooooongi!” You whine, “Go!” He grins, kissing you one last time before heading out the door, glancing at you one last time over his shoulder before he was gone, leaving you and your daughter to go explore the wonders of BTS outside of the dressing rooms.

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a friend scaramouche x gn!spouse!reader and baby kuzushi (modern au, fluff, mentions of scaramouche sibling au and secrecy of our confessions au)

"papa, papa," kuzushi was akin to a broken record, crawling all over the bed scaramouche shares with you. he tumbled on the mattress and got stuck upside down then flailed his legs around, trying to get back onto his tummy. scaramouche scoffed out a laugh and helped the baby.

kuzushi rubbed his face into the bed, "papa." scaramouche smiled, "you're going to behave for your very first friend, okay? she's been very eager to meet you, kuzu." he said, trying to catch kuzushi's attention. however, kuzushi continued to do somersaults while repeating 'papa.'

scaramouche tsked, "hey... you're going to get dizzy if you keep doing that." he lifted up his son mid-somersault. kuzushi giggled, trying to slide out of his arms. he succeeded in doing so, and would've hit the floor if not for scaramouche catching him in time.

"come now, let's go see what your (preferred parent name) and friend are up to." scaramouche sighed, making his way down the stairs with an energetic baby.

hu tao sighed, resting her face in her hand, "i wish the rest were able to be here today. they've been so busy with uni lately," you could barely focus on anything she was saying, your eyes trained on the child playing with kuzushi's toys.

'will kuzushi be mad if she plays with his toys? surely not, he's such a sweet boy, right? but there is that one time he pushed a girl at the park because she was on the swing set he wanted to be on-' countless thoughts circled your mind, anxious on the attempt to give kuzushi his very first friend.

the little girl with magneta eyes and purple hair tugged at hu tao's sleeve. qiqi held a toy train in her chubby hands, "this person... has a lot of toys." hu tao put a hand on her head, gently ruffling her hair, "haha, he sure does!"

you tittered, "thank you for bringing your little sister over, hu tao." hu tao crossed her legs, "it's nothing, really. if anything, qiqi should have her own friend, as well. she's a quiet girl and i'm worried about her starting school next year." she solemnly said with a hopeful smile.

qiqi didn't mind the conversation the two of you were having, but instead, was more interested in the toys. you laughed, "i'm positive qiqi will make a lot of friends. she seems like a very nice girl."

scaramouche peered into the living room. you caught a glance of him and quickly rushed over. qiqi perked up, looking to find out what the commotion was all about.

kuzushi gnawed on scaramouche's shirt. "are you ready to meet your friend, kuzu?" you cooed as scaramouche lent you the baby. scaramouche deadpanned, "i just hope he doesn't resort to violence." you hummed, "oh, don't be like that, kuni... he'll be just fine." but the wavering in your voice said it all.

hu tao leaned forward with a grin as you entered with kuzushi in your arms. qiqi's eyes widened, "...a baby." scaramouche narrowed his gaze at hu tao, who smirked. "still the same rivals as ever, i see," you thought to yourself with a smile.

you carefully set kuzushi down in the play-pen with qiqi and she slowly scooched away, giving him a wary glance. kuzushi looked up at her before crawling closer to close the distance. qiqi let in a short intake of breath as kuzushi curiously placed his hands in her hair.

"please don't pull her hair, please don't pull her hair, please don't-" you hid behind your husband who sputtered out a chuckle. qiqi's tense shoulders relaxed and kuzushi giggled. he seemed to be interested in the color purple, after all.

kuzushi made his way to his toys, grabbing his favourite stuffed giraffe that he inherited from his father. he lent it to qiqi with a big smile. qiqi thanked him with a tilt of her head, "thank you. what's your name?" she queried.

kuzushi put out his arms and happily babbled, "koo-joo-chee!" qiqi let out a few giggles. "my name is qiqi. do you want to play with me?" she ushered him to a certain spot in the play-pen and kuzushi followed her like a little pet.

you exhaled in relief, only now realizing how tight you were gripping scaramouche's arm. hu tao's shoulders shook with her giggles, "well, would you look at that. they seem to get along just fine." you cheerfully sighed, "don't they?"

scaramouche scoffed, putting aside his phone, "and i thought i was able to get some good footage of kuzushi getting rabid." hu tao gave him a deathly glare and he innocently smiled, "all jokes."

#(⌒▽⌒)☆ : myst's library !!#gender neutral reader #genshin impact #genshin #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #genshin imagines #genshin imagine #genshin fanfic #genshin fanfics #genshin fanfiction #genshin fanfictions #scaramouche #genshin fluff #scaramouche fluff

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Siblings Height Charts

Name Color Key: Black = Queen He's children, Red = Consort Dou's children, Green = Consort Hou's children, Purple = Consort Re's children, and Pink = Consort Xing's children

The Princes and Princesses of the Xiatian Kingdom

Crown Prince Nan Lunsu (南囵速)

(南, nán, "south") (囵速, lún sù, "complete (make whole) quickly")

Crown Prince Nan Lunsu is the oldest son and child of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Queen He Taiyin. He is the current heir to the throne. He is mostly busy in court, shadowing his father. He is supposed to be engaged, but he keeps dodging the question. He is 27 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn loo-un sue

Height: 6'2 (188 cm)

Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Wavy Black hair

First Princess Nan Kutuo (南酷媠)

(南, nán, "south") (酷媠, kù tuó, "ruthless beauty")

First Princess Nan Kutuo is the oldest daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo, who tends to ignore her in favor of her younger brother, Third Prince Pihen. She is second of twenty-two. She shadows under Queen He Taiyin, learning about city infrastructure and social policies, interested in city improvements. She is not yet engaged, much to her mother's dismay. She is 26 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn koo t-wa

Height: 5'9 (175 cm)

Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Light Brown hair

Second Princess Nan Dapang (南大滂)

(南, nán, "south") (大滂, dà pāng, "great rushing water")

Second Princess Nan Dapang is the second daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. She is third of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time among military tutors, determined to be one of the first women to hold a military officer's title. She is not yet engaged, although she does have a potential candidate, unlike her older siblings who are completely unattached at the moment. She is 25 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn dah pahng

Height: 5'11 (180 cm)

Appearance: Pale skin, Black eyes, Straight Black hair

Second Prince Nan Shuailu (南率律)

(南, nán, "south") (率律, shuài lǜ, "to command law")

Second Prince Nan Shuailu is the second son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen. He is fourth of twenty-two children and is MC's older brother. He is currently 2nd in line for the throne, after his older brother, Crown Prince Lunsu. He spends most of his time in court or with tutors, learning politics and law. He is not yet engaged, although he seems to be interested in his own personal guard. He is 25 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn sh-why loo

Height: 6'0 (183 cm)

Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight hair, Player Determined Hair Color

Third Prince Nan Pihen (南丕狠)

(南, nán, "south") (丕狠, pī hěn, "grand fierceness")

Second Prince Nan Pihen is the third son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. He is fifth of twenty-two children. He tend to be shier than his siblings around his age, much to his mother's dismay. He spends most of his time in court or with tutors, learning politics and law. He does actually have a fiancée, unlike his siblings. He is 23 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn pii hon

Height: 5'7 (170 cm)

Appearance: Tan skin, Black eyes, Wavy Brown hair

Third Princess Nan Luexia (南掠霞)

(南, nán, "south") (掠霞, lüè xiá, "to sweep red clouds")

Third Princess Nan Luexia is the third daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is sixth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with tutors, learning how to teach. She excels at teaching her younger siblings. She is not yet engaged, but has a potential partner. She is 22 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn loo-eh shaa

Height: 5'4 (163 cm)

Appearance: Pale skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Brown hair

Fourth or Fifth Princess Nan Zhouwa (南宙娃)

(南, nán, "south") (宙娃, zhòu wá, "forever (a) doll")

Fourth or Fifth Princess Nan Zhouwa is the fourth or fifth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. She is eighth of twenty-two children. She spends her time among the nobility, a social butterfly, similar to her mother. She is charismatic and charming, much to Consort Xing's ire. She is not engaged nor does she have a potential partner. She is 20 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn jho wah

Height: 5'5 (165 cm)

Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Dark Brown hair

Fifth or Sixth Princess Nan Gaotang (南杲棠)

(南, nán, "south") (杲棠, gǎo táng, "sun shines on cherry-apples")

Fifth or Sixth Princess Nan Gaotang is the fifth or sixth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is ninth of twenty-two children. She, similar to her older sister, spends her most of time around nobility. She also spends time with her tutors, learning more about court politics. She is not engaged nor does she have a potential partner. She is 18 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn gow tahng

Height: 5'4 (163 cm)

Appearance: Light skin, Black eyes, Wavy Black hair

Fourth or Fifth Prince Nan Duanzu (南锻崒)

(南, nán, "south") (锻崒, duàn zú, "to forge rocky peaks")

Fourth or Fifth Prince Nan Duanzu is the fourth or fifth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. He is tenth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, completing his education, although can be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers. He is 16 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn du-wahn zoo

Height: 5'7 (170 cm)

Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Wavy Black hair

Fifth or Sixth Prince Nan Casao (南擦臊)

(南, nán, "south") (擦臊, cā sào, "to erase shame/shameless")

Fifth or Sixth Prince Nan Casao is the fifth or sixth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Queen He Taiyin. He is eleventh of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, getting his education. He can also be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers similar in age. He is 15 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn cah sow

Height: 5'8 (173 cm)

Appearance: Fair skin, Brown eyes, Straight Black hair

Sixth or Seventh Prince Nan Kenlu (南垦蓼)

(南, nán, "south") (垦蓼, kěn lù, "to cultivate luxuriant growth")

Sixth or Seventh Prince Nan Kenlu is the sixth or seventh son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is twelfth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his tutors, learning about politics, warfare, and other various subjects. He can also be spotted goofing off with his half-brothers similar to him in age. He is 14 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn k-uhn loo

Height: 5'6 (168 cm)

Appearance: Pale skin, Dark Brown Eyes, Straight Light Brown hair

Sixth or Seventh Princess Nan Zhuanying (南转英)

(南, nán, "south") (转英, zhuǎn yīng, "to turn blossom/flowers changing")

Sixth or Seventh Princess Nan Zhuanying is the sixth or seventh daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. She is thirteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies or tutors. She is annoyed that her other siblings are allowed to play with their half-siblings, but Consort Xing keeps her inside. She is 10 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn jzhu-wahn ying

Appearance: Tan skin, Brown eyes, Wavy Blonde hair

Seventh or Eighth Princess Nan Liangxu (南亮旭)

(南, nán, "south") (亮旭, liàng xù, "bright rising sun")

Seventh or Eighth Princess Nan Liangxu is the seventh or eighth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen, and she is MC's younger sister. She is fourteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing with friends, or studying with tutors or her older sister, Third Princess Luexia. She is 8 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn le-ahng shu

Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Player Determined Eye Color, Straight Black hair

Eighth or Ninth Princess Nan Tuojiu (南托玖)

(南, nán, "south") (托玖, tuō jiǔ, "to entrust with black jade")

Eighth or Ninth Princess Nan Tuojiu is the eighth or ninth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Noble Consort Dou Rizhe. She is fifteenth of twenty-two children. She is similar to her mother, enjoying the comfort of her own palace and company than venturing out. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing or reading/being read to, or studying with tutors, or, on the rare off-chance, her older sister, Third Princess Luexia. She is 7 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn t-wa je-oh

Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Brown hair

Seventh or Eighth Prince Nan Genbi (南跟辟)

(南, nán, "south") (跟辟, gēn bì, "to follow the king")

Seventh or Eighth Prince Nan Genbi is the seventh or eighth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is the older twin brother to Eighth/Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi. He is sixteenth of twenty-two children. He, like his other siblings around his age, spend most of his time with his nannies, tutors or older sister, Third Princess Luexia, or playing. He likes to think of himself as a "serious grown-up" and enjoy imitating his older brothers. He is 6 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn ghen bee

Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Straight Black hair

Eighth or Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi (南追辟)

(南, nán, "south") (追辟, zhuī bì, "to chase/pursue the king")

Eighth or Ninth Prince Nan Zhuibi is the eighth or ninth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Virtuous Consort Re Hanshang. He is the younger twin brother to Seventh/Eighth Prince Nan Genbi. He is seventeenth of twenty-two children. He, like his other siblings around his age, spend most of his time with his nannies, tutors or older sister, Third Princess Luexia, or playing. Unlike his twin, he is a troublemaker, often getting into trouble or pulling pranks on his siblings. He is 6 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn jz-way bee

Appearance: Light skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Black hair

Ninth or Tenth Princess Nan Quanying (南全荧)

(南, nán, "south") (全荧, quán yíng, "all shimmering")

Ninth or Tenth Princess Nan Quanying is the ninth or tenth daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Queen He Taiyin. She is eighteenth of twenty-two children. She spends most of her time with her nannies, playing. She's not quite old enough to start official lessons, but her nannies and older sister, Third Princess Luexia, provide her with some basic ones. She is 5 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn chu-when ying

Appearance: Fair skin, Black eyes, Wavy Brown hair

Ninth or Tenth Prince Nan Zuoya (南佐涯)

(南, nán, "south") (佐涯, zuǒ yá, "to accompany the horizon")

Ninth or Tenth Prince Nan Zuoya is the ninth or tenth son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fanggu. He is nineteenth of twenty-two children. He spends most of her time with her nannies, playing. He's not old enough to start official lessons yet, but his nannies provide him with some basic ones. He is 4 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn zou-woah yah

Appearance: Fair skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Light Brown hair

Tenth or Eleventh Prince Nan Qiongkuai (南琼块)

(南, nán, "south") (琼块, qióng kuài, "fine jade piece")

Tenth or Eleventh Prince Nan Qiongkuai is the tenth or eleventh son of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. His rank depends on if MC is a prince or not. His mother is Pure Consort Huo Qinwen, and he is MC's younger brother. He is twentieth of twenty-two children. He spends most of his time with his nannies or around his mother. He is 2 years old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn chee-ong qu-eye

Appearance: Fair-Tan skin, Dark Brown eyes, Straight Black hair

Tenth or Eleventh Princess Nan Tangye (南塘夜)

(南, nán, "south") (塘夜, táng yè, "pool of night")

Tenth or Eleventh Princess Nan Tangye is the tenth or eleventh daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Her rank depends on if MC is a princess or not. Her mother is Worthy Consort Xing Fangguo. Shee is twenty-first of twenty-two children. Being essentially a baby still, most of her time is spent with nannies, her mother, or her wet nurse. She is 1 year old at the start of the story.

Name Pronunciation: nahn tahng ye-eh

Appearance: Tan skin, Hazel eyes, Straight Black hair

Eleventh Prince/Princess Nan Guangtian (南光天)

(南, nán, "south") (光天, guāng tiān, "light of the heavens")

Eleventh Prince or Princess Nan Guangtian is the eleventh son or daughter of King Nan Shaimian of the Xiatian Kingdom. Their gender is dependent on if MC is a prince or princess; they will be the opposite. Their mother is Queen He Taiyin. They are twenty-second of twenty-two children. They aren't born yet, as of the start of the story, but they'll be born soon enough.

Name Pronunciation: nahn g-wahng te-enn

Appearance: Fair skin, Brown eyes, Black hair

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fubbybebby · 16 days

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Complete 2023 Furblet Teardown/Disassembly Guide

hi!! this post will be an image heavy teardown guide for the newest 2023 furby furblets. questions are welcome!

Be aware there will be skinning and disassembly below the cut!

You will need:

A PH1 size screwdriver

a stiff, strong, thin prying tool (like a very thin flat head screwdriver, a butterknife, a palette knife, etc.)

a second stiff tool to pull/push on tabs (i used a mini plastic curved scraper)

optional, but a small magnetic mat and a small container (or just 2 containers) to hold parts and screws so you don't lose them!

This is my volunteer model ooh-koo!

She is in complete working order, both before and after the teardown. There aren't many fragile parts inside furblets (they're surprisingly simple but clever!) but I still do not recommend following through with this disassembly unless you're absolutely fine with damaging your furblet. Furblets are NOT meant to be taken apart, and are filled with 1-way safety pins in the faceplate that cannot be removed without bending/breaking them out.

To start, remove all visible screws on the underside of the furblet where the battery compartment is. There are 6 total screws, two larger ones for the battery compartment and 4 smaller ones on the outside holding the bottom on to the furb. These screws are different sizes, don't lose them and put them back in the right places! The bottom of your furby should look like this now:

(i forgot to take a photo of this initially, so she is skinless here.)

After this, you should very easily be able to lift the plastic strip holding the fur into the shell. Part of it is tucked into a nook to allow slack in the fur for lifting it over the body!

After this, gently pull the fur up and over the body shell, and flip it over the ears. These are held in place by plastic clips so be gentle and don't force it off yet.

now for the most genuinely difficult part of the whole process, unclipping the ears

Holding the ear on the front and back to sandwich the pieces together, and being VERY gentle, slide your first prying object under the wide end of the white ear clips. This will lift it to allow you to pull the clips up over the barrier. While still leaving the pry in, use your second object and push/pull on the clip. Here I am pulling since my scraper is curved and it was easiest. The T shaped clip should pop right out, but may need a lot of finagling to get it there. I stretched the second clip and damaged it, so again be slow and careful!

Repeat this process on all four tabs! Now, the skin should only be held on to the furb by the face plate.

To open up and remove the faceplate, start by removing all three screws on the back of the shell. Again, I forgot the picture initially so she is already skinless here.

Now, pull apart the two halves of the shell. The microphone is wired from the center board to the back half of the shell, so don't pull too hard or you might rip the wires out!

Pay attention to your individual furblet! Mine has pink and purple components, remember or take a picture of the lay out so you aren't confused later. the pink and purple parts on either side just pop right out, and the button slides off the peg along with its spring. This will give you full access to the backside of the motherboard.

Remove the screws on either side, and it will release the whole center plate from the front half of the shell. There is a third screw on the bottom of the center plate, but this only separates the battery contact plate and the base plate of the motherboard (i wouldn't really recommend removing it since it's not relevant to anything you need access to) The whole center plate will now just slide out of the empty front half of the shell!

There is one additional piece kind of floating on the pegs here, and it's needed so the furb recognizes button presses to the mouth. Here it's the J shaped purple piece! This just pops right off and you can see all the safety pegs for the faceplate and mouth/gem buttons. To remove the pegs, you will have to manually bend the tabs holding the pegs in place. This WILL damage your furblet. Do not go further if you aren't wanting to break anything.

After bending the tabs out, the pegs should pull straight through, releasing the whole faceplate. At this point, the skin should come right off too! Here are the inside and outside parts.

Congrats! You've completed a disassembly. To put your furblet back together, just do everything in reverse!, however please note the following:

When reassembling, be sure to replace all spring parts in their correct positions! The ear mechanisms are reliant on all of these springs to work. For the inside, make sure the Y shaped brackets are on their correct sides, and that the end of the metal spring is INSIDE the furb, pushing against the bottom plate (the left side here has a small divot where the left side spring goes, the right side just kind of sits on top of the plate)

Similarly, when replacing the shell be sure to lift the ears all the way up and close the metal pins into the shell. This puts tension on the spring so they'll be able to pop out when the button on top is pressed. Test the button to make sure everything is working mechanically!

And that's all! This wasn't very difficult to do, but because of the actual inevitable damage caused by removing the face plate, i figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to make a guide of some sort. Please feel free to use and link this guide however you see fit, but please don't use my photos! Thanks for reading 🩵💙

#furby #furby community #furby guide #gator guide #furby disassembly #furby furblet #furby custom #all furby #furblets

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fluffyselfships · 5 months

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hey guys! i know yall have been waiting for this for a few days and im proud to say that i finally have the whole timeline/backstory for bunny and i's adventure time ship lore sorted out!!!

so im proud to present our lore in extreme detail, its kinda rambly and very long!!

for yalls sake, im putting it under a read more 💀

kitty note: a lot of at’s canon events still happen, most of canon resides in the past, betty never comes back, so golb is never summoned. islands happens but no humans come back to ooo in fear of vampires, which are still an issue since marceline isnt alive either (referring back to the fact wk has ice marcy, implying something bad happened to her). some other canon events happen later on, so the timeline compared to ats is all over the place lol 😭 this has nothing in common with the f&c canon outside of the bare bones

for colored quotes, pink are for kitty, bold purple is for bonbon, blue for the wk and red for bunny :)

ik/wk gets ahold of the crown & puts it on in front of betty

betty doesnt get summoned to the present, she moves on after leaving simon

ik/wk meets marcy & has her for a couple of years before passing away (either due to the radiation from the gmw or due to the oozers that came from the radiation)

the original ice kingdom builds up around 500 years after gmw

kitty becomes princess of the stuffie kingdom about 700 years post-mushroom war

they meet princess bubblegum during a princess day celebration

this one is hosted in the breakfast kingdom

they get along famously during this princess day meeting & become fast friends

kitty meets ik/wk due to his princess kidnapping tendencies

kitty, once settled into his ice cell, informs him that theyre a lesbian

ik apologizes & they end up talking about girls until they get rescued

kitty & ik’s relationship mirrors marcy and simons post i remember you

BIG father/daughter type bond

after 150 years of friendship, kitty & pb persue a romantic relationship

their relationship is pretty healthy to begin with while both of their kingdoms are in infancy (725 years post gmw)

after ~200 years, theres a communication breakdown between the two of them, leading to their breakup

it takes a good amount of time before the two of them get back together- koo’s election still happens & she loses the ck for a while, which allows for their reunion to happen

bella noche gets summoned & ice king becomes simon again

this is the first time kitty gets a glimpse of who ik truly is

this, obviously, is an eye opener for them & they want to help ik gain his lucidity once more

kitty takes betty’s place in punching bella noche

marcy, as stated before, has passed & hambo is long gone, which prevents simon from creating the portal to apologize to betty

after bella noche’s defeat and kitty’s discovery, they ask bonnie for help in their quest to fix/cure the ik

bonnie agrees & offers to do some preliminary research on ik’s crown while kitty is away on royal business

bonnie uses the machine from “broke his crown”

ice king comes along with gunter

while ik and bonnie are using the machine & preoccupied, gunter is bored & starts pressing any and every button on the machine

this causes the machine to overload and explode

this accident transfers the curse of the crown from ik to bonnie via electric shock (from the explosion)/magic (the explosion malfunctions ik’s crown & the curse is transferred)

bonnie has amnesia from the crown curse

kitty returns from royal business and cant find ik anywhere and finds bonnie’s lab destroyed

kitty comes across bonnie, now bonbon, first

“…trying out a new look bonbon?”

“who’s bonbon? who are you? how did you get in here?”

bonbon is kind of aggressive, her mental state is adjusting to the curse

kitty, freaked out, goes in search of the ik, who is now the winter king

they finally come across wk while searching deep in the newly-forming winter kingdom

they ask him what happened & he genuinely has no idea what happened exactly, but offers to use his newfound conscious thought to help figure things out

kitty thanks him & they return back to their own kingdom

over the course of the next six months, kitty tries to adjust to bonbon’s changes & tries to help her remember

bonbon shows no interest in kitty, as the curse’s infatuation sets her sights on wk

kitty tries (and fails!) to ignore this & they try to help bonbon regain her memories

“i just got you back and ive lost you again” energy

kitty approaches wk & tells him that theyre going to be leaving to find a cure for bonbon’s madness & they werent sure when they would return

kitty’s sibling becomes the main one in charge in their absence & it stays this way

they lose touch with the wk after some time, leading him to believe they might be injured or worse- dead

kitty spends ~7.5 decades looking for a magic cure where both wk can continue to be wk and bonbon can turn back to normal to no avail

kitty meets magic man outside of the wastelands of ooo, where he promises to help in exchange for a favor

he’s still trying to steal glob/gob/grob/grod’s residual powers

the process malfunctions due to an interruption & magic mans powers transfers to kitty, making them magic woman

for the remaining 25 years before they return, they do intensive and obsessive magic studies in order to find a cure

they also occasionally watch bonbon from afar, watching the candy kingdom be rebuilt & just seeing how she’s doing

it is very painful for them but they miss her so much that they cant help themselves sometimes

bunny, age 24 by the time the 100 years have passed, meets winter king while assisting the ice scouts with another one of cq’s kidnappings

bunny is related to finn since josuha treated being an adventurer like a family business, so the tradition carries

impressed by their skill, wk appoints bunny to be his personal body guard due to their skill with a sword

since theyre always together, wk and bunny get to know each other rather quickly & become fast friends, bonding over magic and science

after some time, wk finds himself falling for bunny and he is not shy about those feelings in the slightest

he constantly flirts with them & makes it known that he likes them

bunny is oblivious + has had a crush on wk by this point anyway

wk takes bunny to some royal business & they get stressed out by all the people there/feeling like they dont belong due to the fancy event

wk takes bunny aside and gives them a pep-talk, a sweet one at that

“i wouldnt have invited you if i didnt think you wouldnt belong”

his hand is gently sliding towards theirs, interconnecting their fingers

“i brought you as my date for a reason..”

bunny.exe has stopped working

they confess their feelings to each other & they spend the rest of the event away from everyone, talking the night away.

wk and bunny enter a romantic relationship

two years pass & wk needs to go to wizard city, bunny accompanies him

the two run into kitty, causing a whole mess of emotions to run through wk- not good ones

kitty starts coming around more & becomes friends with bunny

kitty’s sudden reappearance is stirring up a lot of bad memories, thoughts & feelings with wk. despite this, the two are slowly rekindling a friendship

due to the bad feelings, wk is pulling away from bunny & is drowning himself in his work, this is a slow process, it takes a few weeks before bunny says anything

the stress of emotions is reaching to the point where he’s starting to see so much of betty in bunny & its scaring him

not to mention he’s feeling guilty about something…👀

during wk’s slow pull-back, bunny and kitty are venting to each other about their respective issues

my sona reveals that bonbon wasnt always the way she was & tells the story from their own perspective

bunny, having no idea this ever happened, decides to confront wk about his distance & why he never told them that he knew what was wrong with bonbon

during this confrontation, wk finally breaks down and reveals to bunny everything about what has happened & his thoughts

“you remind me so much of her..”

he also reveals the fact that there is a cure for bonbon’s madness that he discovered during kitty’s absence, but the caveat is that he would become the ik again. theres no way to be fully rid of the curse.

“are you ever going to tell kitty?”

“no. ive worked so hard for what ive had & i dont want to lose it.”

“but you really should, its unfair to them to hold onto hope that isnt th-“

“im not telling them!” he snaps at them

after he snaps at bunny, they decide that they need to think about things for a while & they spend the next few months in the magic man house with kitty

at some point during this period, kitty decides to go on a date with bonbon, mirroring bespoken for

rather than getting angry and frustrated like betty, they get progressively more upset and sad

during their breakdown, they reveal to bonbon that they used to date

bonbon later thinks about this & it begins the crowns obsession/infatuation slow shift from wk to kitty

this date doesn’t go well & kitty ends it early

bunny’s sona is the one to give the tiny manticore speech

“maybe you're going after someone who doesn't exist anymore. why not take her as she is? after all, you’ve been through a lot of changes yourself”

kitty takes bunny’s speech to heart & they think it over, but not immediately

on wk’s side of things, he is miserable and alone & wants nothing more than to apologize to bunny

he seeks out kitty, who takes him to the magic man house

he apologizes profusely

“i never meant to push you away.. ive just spent so long trying to avoid these feelings that i ended up exploding. i’m horrible at dealing with negative emotions, but i want to work on it for you. i am so sorry, bunny”

bunny, after hearing his apology, forgives him & they return back to the winter kingdom with wk

bunny & the winter king, once reunited, try and figure out a way to tell kitty that there is a cure to bonbon’s madness in a way that they wont freak out/blow up/snap

during this time, kitty comes back bonbon to give their date another shot, apologizing for how abruptly it ended last time

they end up having a simple spaghetti dinner & kitty realizes they have more in common now then they did 100 years ago

this date goes well & they continue to go on dates, falling in love with each other all over again

bunny and wk finally find a way to tell kitty that there is a cure but it would reverse everything in wk

my sona, interrupts them before they can say more than “we found a cure-“ and tells the two that they dont want to fix bonbon anymore & that things finally feel the way they should now, ending my sona’s arc

the four of them can finally relax & enjoy life once more & they all become close friends once more :3

#long post #a lot of this is rambly i am so sorry #some smaller stuff is still being worked out but this is the bigger things/timeline of the canon #other stuff might change & evolve too and if it does ill just edit this post lol #🍬🩷 candy buttons 🩷🪡#❄️winterbun🐰#selfship #self ship #f/o #mod kitty🐱

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