Hello! My name is V, and welcome to my Home. Please, take your shoes off at the door. As the wise Wiz Khalifa says, “Roll something; smoke something with me!”
When you first step in my Home, you will be in the Living Room. Here is where we can be meta and discuss whether this blog has been or is representing a Home for me. I created this blog because I needed a place where I can write to my heart’s content. This is a space where I’m able to sit down with a nice cup of coffee, a joint, and always have a place to go, whether it is to process the events of today if I need to, or perhaps create another universe if I feel artistic. If you get lost in navigation, simply click the Floor Plan button on the left menu and it will provide you with a map to help you navigate my Home. Additionally, you can refer back to this post (which will be under the House Tour button) to decide what Room you’d like to be in today.
Now, without further ado, let me show you around.
My Bedroom is where I will ruminate about my personal life. This is the room where I feel truly empowered to deliberate about the struggles with racism, discrimination, and various obstacles I encounter. This is also where I will celebrate the victories and milestones I achieve after overcoming the obstacles. I will discuss personal issues including but not limited to: cultural barriers of a second generation Chinese-Canadian, the murky future of an undergraduate, and balancing familial, romantic, and platonic relationships with a busy schedule.
The Bathroom is where I do most of my reflections on events that happen on a daily basis, whether I am sitting on the toilet or boiling myself in the shower. Sometimes, if I feel extra fancy, I’ll soak in the bathtub. Get down and dirty with my angry rants about ignorance and bigotry in this sacred room.
The Game Room is where I let my creativity run wild. This room’s purpose is simple: for chilling. In here, I have unlimited HP so no matter what I tackle, I will always be able to try a different concept without feeling burnt out. In my world, failure is nonexistent and no idea too idealistic to try. There is always an adventure to be experienced.
The Dining Room is where I discuss current events. Often times, dinner time is when my peers and I debate on topics that may be deemed as controversial. At my dinner table, no topic is off limits but the caveat: I will not hesitate to dismiss you from the table if your language and/or content are discriminatory and defamatory towards anyone. No discrimination is tolerated here. My house, my rules.
The Garden is where I pontificate the profundities and lessons I learn. Here, I embrace tranquility with the peaceful sounds of rustling leaves and the sweet hints of floral, mingling with the tang of smoke from my joint. I feel connected with nature, and thus more open and accepting to criticism. You will find my monologues of introspection in my daily life in this room.
As you can probably tell, I’m a visual presenter. I like my metaphors and my motifs. In all honesty, I structured this blog in the format of a house because I don’t have a place in real life to call my space. It’s not a fancy blog by any means, but it hosts my thoughts and my feelings comfortably. It’s minimalistic, and feels like a place with lots of good vibes. I might do some renovations later, but for now, I’m pretty happy with it. I cannot promise I will stay here forever, but this blog feels like a good place to call Home for a little while.
I hope you enjoyed my House Tour! You are more than welcome to have some coffee or tea and ask me any questions you like. All you need to do is click the Mailbox and shoot me a message. Keep in touch, and don’t be a stranger. Until next time,
It’s been so long since I’ve been properly active on this blog and probably I’m no longer relevant in your life. As you can see, I’ve been taking a longer hiatus than I expected, just because I began to realize how much keeping this blog going was health and time-consuming.
So why didn’t I make this post sooner? Well, I was hesitating. Deleting this blog is no better than cutting out a piece of me. Because I’ve met so many amazing people here, people who lit up my stormiest day and became more than just readers or writers to me (cough @noir0neko cough @cloudsofsonder cough my bestfriends cough), I just couldn’t leave. And as long as I am still active, I will still feel the need to keep on posting even though I am no longer capable of doing so and balance the life I have outside of this blog. In my opinion, I would rather give you high-quality content than bullshit just to look like I’m active. You deserve so much more than this version of me and I cannot apologize any less for becoming so caught up in the real world. That is why I think it’s only fair if I post an official notice so you can unfollow me if you wish to.
For my new followers, receiving notifications of you following me even though I was no longer active is more than precious to me. I do hope you enjoy whatever is in my masterlist and I’m sorry we won’t get a chance to get to know each other.
For my old followers, holy fuck you’ve stuck with me for so long. I love and appreciate each and every one of you. I will never forget the journey we have together and I hope you will carry them in your heart as well. And remember, if you need some Greek Mythology, glowing penis, sex with a cucumber smut, you know where to find me.
As for me, I will be heading to university soon, in hope to become a Biomedical Engineer (tough shit right). I also fell in love and even though BTS is no longer my number 1 priority, they still hold a dear place in my heart. I will not delete this blog, simply because I can’t watch my babies all disappear from this world without a trace. Maybe we’ll see each other again, but in the mean time you are always welcome to check my masterlist out.
Happy (belated) birthday Tiger! I hope you like this :) @cloudsofsonder
“Aw come on. It’s your birthday, it’ll be fun.” Kiseok said, standing in your kitchen. “We can even get you buzzed beforehand, it won’t hurt as bad. I promise.” He kept trying to persuade you to get a tattoo with him. So far, you had been declining his offers.
“Kiseok, I swear. I don’t want to get one. I know you get them with Jay all the time but…I don’t think it’d be good for me. I’m kind of a wimp when it comes to that.” You replied, finishing drying the dishes before putting them away.
“That’s the thing. I get them with Jay all the time, so it’s lost it’s appeal when I’m with him. But we’ll be together for this one! And it’s your first one, I definitely want to be there to experience that.” You listened to Kiseok ramble as you grabbed a bottle of wine and two glasses.
“You aren’t going to stop unless I get one, are you?” You asked, sighing in defeat. Kiseok shook his head, a small smile forming on his face. Shrugging your shoulders, you nodded. “Fine, let’s go.” The small smile that had formed was now a grin as Kiseok bolted out of the room to grab his jacket and shoes.
At the tattoo parlor, you looked around at all the designs and pictures of other famous people on the wall.
“Jessi comes here…Taeil comes here…Jay and I come here…tons of people come here and they all have great tattoos so trust your artist, okay?” Kiseok said to you as he noticed you browsing the shop. You nod slowly, finding a book to look through the options.
“Kiseok! Nice to see you. What are you getting done today?” The artist said, smiling at you and your boyfriend.
“I’m actually not the one getting something done today. Fresh ink for that one over there.” He nodded to you, who was no longer paying attention. “I’m going to pick the design, so just get her set up, yeah?” The artist nodded, walking over to you and convincing you to come to a separate room with him. Kiseok picked a design that he thought you’d like before going to give it to the artist.
Two hours and a lot of swearing later, you were walking out of the tattoo parlor with a tattoo of a diamond on the back of your neck.
“Like it?” Kiseok asked once you got back into the car. You nodded, thinking back to how you were so against it just a few hours prior. “And we didn’t even need to get you drunk for it!”
“Don’t worry, there’s still a bottle of wine sitting on the counter at home. I think I deserve a drink or two after that experience.”
“In that case, happy birthday baby. I’m proud of you for getting a tattoo, and I’m about to be even more proud because of how much liquor we’ll be going through tonight.” Kiseok said with a laugh that you couldn’t help but return.
“Thank you. I love you, Kiseok.” You said, smiling at him as you turned into the parking lot of your building.
This is dedicated to @cloudsofsonder . Happy birthday!!
It takes a special kind of person to date an idol. They have to be patient, supportive, and understanding. Most importantly though, they have to be willing to sacrifice. Sacrifice physical affection by going weeks without seeing them. Sacrifice their time with them, having to share it with the world. Sacrifice special occasions, such as birthdays. Yes, it truly took a special someone. To Shownu, you were that person. And he was going to miss your birthday, again.
“I’m sorry,” Shownu breathed into the phone for the hundredth time.
“It’s okay.” You tried to comfort him, but it appeared that his guilt was too much for him. After three years of dating, Shownu had never managed to make it to your birthday. While it did hurt you initially, you understood he had to work. He was living his dream. Who were you to whine about one missed day?
“It’s not, and that’s why I’ve made a few arrangements.”
“Arrangements?”
“Yes. Have you ever heard that a persons birthday is actually a week long?”
“A week long?”
“Yeah! So, the whole week leading up to your birthday you will receive something.”
“Hyunwoo-”
He quickly cut you off. “Stop right there. I’ve already made the arrangements. Your first package will arrive tomorrow. Sadly, I won’t be able to talk much.” He paused, “So I wrote notes too.”
“You didn’t have to do that Hyunwoo. I don’t need anything.”
He chuckled. “You’re so selfless. Please Y/N, let me spoil you. For all the missed birthdays and big events I missed. I really wanted to do this for you.”
“Fine, if you must.” You smiled at the sound of his laugh. “But I’m only accepting this because I love you.”
“I love you too. I have to go now, let me know when your first gift arrives.”
hohoho happy holidays lovelies !! it’s almost break which means I CAN SPEND ALL MY DAYS ON TUMBLR chyeaaaah
a lil festive something for you here to get ya into the holiday spirit !! enjoy :)
“A little higher- I said a little, not throw it to heaven!” a feminine voice rang throughout the apartment.
Jungkook groaned as he balanced precariously on the ladder. “Why are you so picky? It’s one damn wreath, give me a break!” he complained as he tilted his head back slightly to keep his ruby sequinned reindeer antlers from falling off his head.
Tiger reached up and smacked the maknae’s leg, making him yelp out in surprise. “Quit being so mouthy and just fix the wreath!” she retorted, adjusting her cherry red rimmed forest green elf hat with one hand and holding the ladder steady with the other.
Turning a corner, you raised up your hand and waved strands of shiny red and green streamers. “Here’s the rest of your decorations,” you called.
Tiger grinned and blew you a kiss. “The real MVP, Y/N!” she called.
Swaying a little from the ladder, Jungkook squawked, “Don’t let go, damn it! I’m going to die!” Clutching onto the sides of the ladder, he gave you a forced smile. “Hi Y/N, happy holidays,” he whimpered through his clenched smile. “Keep your hands on the ladder, Tiger!”
You smiled at the banter between the two and turned your head towards Hoseok, who was trying to fit a large cardboard box and himself through the narrow doorway. “Might need to cut down on those cookies,” you teased as you sauntered over, taking the box off his hands and hauling it over to a nearby table.
Hoseok chuckled and followed closely, walking around the table so he was on the opposite side. “What can I say, I love your baking Y/N,” he joked back as he opened the box, sneezing at the dust. “Whew! They really don’t clean the storage…”
Yoongi looked up from his own cardboard box on the counter. “These tinsels are worse,” he sighed as he pushed his feathery halo headband back up his head. “Everything comes off! I have pieces of yellow paper on my sweater,” he grumbled as he held up a string of golden tinsel and brushed off stray strands in mild disgust.
You chortled and refocused your attention on the box, peering inside. “Hey, it’s the fake snow sprays!” you exclaimed.
Just as you picked up a can, Jin strolled up to the table. “Hi! How’s it going?” Jin greeted as he held out a festively coloured elf hat.
You gasped and took the hat with delight. “Good, thanks!” you beamed, placing it on securely. You glanced up at Jin’s head and grinned when you noticed his fuzzy tan reindeer antlers. “You make a cute reindeer!”
Jin laughed as he handed Hoseok a charming snowman headband. “Thanks, but I’m always cute, remember?” he quipped, as he tilted his head and pouted.
You chuckled and opened your mouth to reply, but was cut off when a loud crash sounded from the other side of the café. Everyone whipped their head towards the source of the noise, only to find a certain amber haired boy wrapped up in fairy lights on the ground with a sheepish grin on his face.
“Oops?”
You laughed and passed the fake snow spray can you were holding to Jin. “Here, can you sort the ornaments with Hobi? I’ll go help out Taehyung,” you suggested as you made your way to the mess of wires and lightbulbs sitting on the ground.
“Ah, he’ll manage, but I think Jimin over there needs more help than Taehyung right now,” Jin said as he nodded towards the bare Christmas tree next to the fireplace.
You followed his gaze and gasped when you noticed Jimin struggling to keep the Christmas tree upright as Namjoon attempted to untangle his reindeer antlers from the branches of the tree. “Holy god!”
You were by their side in a flash, speedily releasing the tall boy’s antlers from the wooden clutches of the tree. Grunting, you helped Jimin push the tree back up to its original upright position and sighed in relief when you were sure nothing was going to collapse. “Jesus Christ,” you wheezed, tired from the work.
“Sorry,” the bubblegum haired boy said with a bashful smile, showing his dimples. “My antlers just got caught on the branches and I tried to get them off so I pulled but then I pulled too hard…” he mumbled as he brushed a stray green leaf off his ruby red antlers.
You waved him off with a cheeky smile. “It’s okay, I’m used to seeing you do dumb stuff,” you replied, laughing. “Actually, why don’t you leave the tree to Jimin and I? Taehyung is in dire need of someone with strength,” you suggested, gesturing to the still struggling boy who was desperately trying to get wires untangled from his hazel bangs.
Namjoon’s jaw dropped as he took in Taehyung’s situation. “No, no, no, don’t pull the wires like that! You’ll electrocute yourself!” he squawked as he took off.
Turning back to the blonde haired boy, you knelt down and took a shiny silver bauble out of a dusty cardboard box beneath the tree. “Let’s decorate the tree, Santa Clause,” you teased, gesturing at his floppy red hat and fake white beard. “Super trendy hair colour, by the way.”
Jimin pouted and held up a candy cane ornament. “Don’t tease Santa or you’ll be put on the naughty list this year!” he replied as he hooked it onto a branch.
You giggled as you looped the strap of the shiny silver ball around a thin bough. “Awe come on, I’m sure Santa has a wonderful sense of humour,” you said. “By the way, what did you ask for Christmas this year?”
“I believe in Santa and his all-powerful wish granting skills, I wished for you to be my present this Christmas,” he answered coyly, pulling off his white beard to flash you his signature cheeky smirk.
“Stop laughing at me! I’m serious!” you cried, cheeks turning a pale shade of pink as you attempted to hit the laughing boy with a plushy snowman decoration.
Holding his hands up in surrender, Jimin took a step back, still laughing. “Okay, okay! Fine,” he said quickly, sobering up.
You opened your mouth to reprimand him for his attitude, but nothing came out when the devastatingly handsome boy stepped closer to you. You unconsciously took a step back, but hit the wall, making you forget your train of thought.
“Maybe I wasn’t joking though,” Jimin whispered as he leaned in close and placed his hands on their side of your head, trapping you between his muscled arms.
You looked down shyly. “Jimin-ah…” you stammered quietly.
The cute blonde boy winked at you as he murmured, “So…
“Do you believe in Santa Clause?”
happy holidays y’all have a good time see you very very very soon
thanks to everyone who shared my halloween challenge post !! although spoopy season is over and christmas is coming hohoho i’d like to thank and recap some of the creations !
first up we have @adoradite who took the words “joker” + “moon” and birthed this beautiful drawing of jeon jeongguk so go give it some love yeah ??
next we have the sweet lady of @midnightbts who spun an eerie piece of min yoongi out of the words “devil” + “cauldron” ~ go give it a read because its a gorgeously spooky piece !!
@jeongcoups1996 got the words “grim reaper” + “scarecrow” and created a scary yet sweet piece of jimin and namjoon go go go read its very well done !!
@ragific pieced the words “ghost” + “skull” together and created a haunting but hilarious piece of jimin and jungkook !! check it out and expect giggles ~
finally @deathbyyoongi weaved out a 5k worded fic of taehyung with two simple words of “devil” and “tricks” isnt she amazing??? go check it out because she put a lot of work into it !!
special thanks to @tramngo99 @noir0neko @taetaetown @kookie-chu for being hella supportive throughout because its my first time and was fairly nerve wrackinggggg
aaaand that concludes the Clouds of Sonder Halloween Challenge !! thoroughly enjoyed seeing all the creations these blogs came up with, and hopefully next challenge will reach more blogs and allow them to show off their talents :)
“holy god she’s back to post more shitty scenarios!”
yep haha thats me im back but probably not for too long
so listen i feel bad for not posting and i miss you guys so hopefully ill be able to spend some free time writing some stuff but i appreciate the ones who stayed you know who you are
At first, it was caliginosity.
Slowly, the world around you began to show itself.
You sat up as the lamps on the walls of the brick hall began to slowly flicker to life, lighting up the atmosphere in its ominous purple haze. You squinted, slowly pushing yourself off the floor. You could vaguely make out a silhouette at the arched entrance of the hallway, a kneeling figure with its hands clutching its chest.
“Hello?” you called out softly, taking a step towards the shadow. “Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”
You made your way towards the figure, until you could see who it was.
“Hoseok?”
The figure lifted his head, his orange hair glinting in the violaceous light.
Free me from sin.
He slowly stood up, and held out a hand. Almost immediately, you reached over and took it. His hand was ice in your warm hands, so cold to the point that you began to wonder if he was alive. Hoseok wordlessly led you down another dark hallway, until the two of you came to a large empty room with only three dimly lit lamps on the wall.
Hoseok turned to look at you, taking both of your hands in his.
You were the light of my future.
He released one hand and raised it up, fingertips trailing on your jawline and down your neck.
You sighed, reaching up and capturing his hand in yours, despite the cold. You brought his hand to your lips, when the sleeve of his white shirt slid back, revealing angry red scars that crisscrossed his lower arm. With a soft gasp, you covered your mouth with your hand.
The knife of ambition is poisonous.
I shook hands with the devil.
I thought it would be enough.
You bit your lip, your brows furrowing. “Hoseok, I’m sorry-”
He pressed a finger on your lips.
I was insane, a fool addicted to your love.
This love is just another name for the devil.
Tears threatened to spill as Hoseok took a step back from you, letting his arms drop and fall limply by his sides.
The touch of evil.
Too bad, but it’s too sweet.
The lights within the brick room started to dim once more, the shadows engulfing up the last drop of purity. The world began to spin, as you helplessly watched the boy that gave you his everything get swallowed up into obscurity. Your limbs gave up, making you collapse onto the cold, hard, cement, as your vision blurred.You reached out weakly, praying that he’ll look back, just once more.
In your haziness, you swore you saw the etching of dark, shadowy wings stretching out behind him
Then, the world disappeared.
Too evil.
shout out to: @tramngo99 @noir0neko for always making me laugh with stupid messages in our gc *cough bajingo*
sending love to @deathbyyoongi for sending me cute snapchats all the time !! and of course thank you for being one of my very first followers and staying even after the whole fiasco with the other blog you rock and i love you very much im so proud of you <3
hearts to @kookie-chu for making me cute edits and helping me de-stress whenever i have too much work !! you rock girlie
and of course @btsoutfits my adorable wifey thanks for sending me sweet snapchats and always cheering up me bby <3 you rock im glad youre in my life !!
i was looking around my files and woohoo look at this gem i found
enjoy !!
“Y/N, I get it,” Yoongi groaned as he pushed your waving phone away from your face for the umpteenth time, trying to keep his eyes on the television.
Unfazed, you excitedly reblogged the photo and continued to scroll, squealing every three seconds at a new picture that popped up. “But you two are so cute!”
Sighing, the exasperated rapper rubbed his temples as he tried to focus on Family Guy playing animatedly across the screen.. “Jagi-yah, please-”
“Oh my goodness, this picture, oppa, this picture is adorable!” you gasped as you dropped your phone on the couch, clutching your heart theatrically.
Yoongi picked up the phone and squinted at the screen. “Is that… me and Jimin… holding hands?!”
You nodded earnestly. “Mhm!” You paused. “Well, granted, it’s photoshop, but still!” you smiled brightly. “So cute!”
Yoongi shuddered as he shook his head in disbelief. “Sometimes, I wonder what you like more, this relationship we have or the relationship between Jimin and I…”
Your jaw dropped open and you pointed your finger in accusation at your boyfriend. “So you do have a relationship with Jimin-oppa!” you hissed as you narrowed your eyes in mock anger.
Yoongi widened his eyes as he realized his mistake and shook his head vigorously. “Wait, no, no! That’s not what I meant!” he stammered out frantically.
Internally laughing, you reached for your inner dramatic self and gave him your most pained, puppy-eye look. “Did I… turn you gay?” you whispered, your top lip quivering.
Yoongi yelped and quickly grabbed your hands, holding it tightly in his own. “What?! Of course not! You’re the only one for me, Y/N, I promise,” he said desperately.
You peered into his eyes for a few moments, making Yoongi squirm nervously under your intense gaze. After what feels like an eternity for Yoongi, you broke the gaze and silence with your long-held laughter.
Yoongi sighed out of both relief and exasperation. “For God’s sake, Y/N, I’m an old man, my heart cannot take these jokes,” he grumbled, but smiled as he slung his arm around your shoulders.
As the laughter died down, the two of you sat in silence.
“But I still ship Yoonmin.”
hope you liked it !! ps i lowkey ship yoonmin bUT I highkey ship namjin im namjin trash
- tiger
when he sees another yoonmin picture on your dash
after he finds out you were not actually mad just screwing around with him
Thank you for creating this challenge! I'm a little sad that no one took the time to appreciate the effort you put into it though... I loved Craving!! :)
thank you !! it’s okay, i wasnt expecting anything, im just happy that there are talented creators out there that are participating in this already :) i was just talking to @sugabub the other night and she’s already had some weirdly kinky fantastic ideas for hers, and @taetaetown @deathbyyoongi were both wonderfully supportive of my idea, and that’s more than i could ask for !
please also anticipate @hwangsae and @ragific x @jeongcoups1996 creation; i heard theyre about to put out some bombass stuff with this challenge ;) dont forget to give them lots of support ya
Thank you for creating this challenge! I'm a little sad that no one took the time to appreciate the effort you put into it though... I loved Craving!! :)
thank you !! it’s okay, i wasnt expecting anything, im just happy that there are talented creators out there that are participating in this already :) i was just talking to @sugabub the other night and she’s already had some weirdly kinky fantastic ideas for hers, and @taetaetown @deathbyyoongi were both wonderfully supportive of my idea, and that’s more than i could ask for !
please also anticipate @hwangsae, @adoradite, and @ragific x @jeongcoups1996 creations; i heard theyre about to put out some bombass stuff with this challenge ;) dont forget to give them lots of support ya
you should totally do the challenge!! the blog that started it is trying to start her blog back up, she could use the help! i'm also very excited to see what you would create :D super excited!!
I will definitely be doing the challenge now that I’ve had a chance to brainstorm with @jeongcoups1996, who definitely filled my head with AMAZING ideas. Hope you look forward to mine and hers! ;D
LOLOL i love reading your a/n then your scenario because you're so casual and BAM your writing is like shakespeare and stephen king's lovechild because your vocabulary is so pretty and your sentences are every book lover's dream but your sidenotes always make me laugh i love you tiger <33333
L M A O thank you so much i realize i sound kinda dumb when i do my before and after scenario notes but hey thanks for appreciating <3
Hello hello! It’s that time of the year again; spooks and sweets, tricks and treats! This year, I thought I’d bring the kpop community by creating a little challenge for the kpop lovers of tumblr!
It’s simple: create anything based on the two words (together or separate) you get according to your birth month and birth date! It can be a scenario, a drawing, moodboard, or outfit compilation! Remember, the more creative the better !!
If you decide to start it, save this photo, tag me, and post it with your creation! Don’t forget to tag some friends! Be sure to tag it with #coshalloweenchallenge in the first three tags so I can like and reblog it !!
Here’s my scenario to start it off! Enjoy!
I tag @tramngo99 @noir0neko @kookie-chu @midnightbts @btsoutfits @deathbyyoongi @sweaterpawsjimin @sugabub @rapsae @jgguks @sexonextdoor @futuremelon @jungkxook @taetaetown @jungblue @jamkook @yuniizu @alienpikachu everyone on @boygroupwritersnet and anyone else who wants to do it !! cough be sure to check all those people out i follow every single one and they are extremely talented and wonderful
- Tiger
Craving
The first thing you were greeted with in the morning was a dirty look.
“Why did I have to pay for the pumpkins?” Jungkook complained for the umpteenth time as he hauled two white, now stained with dirt, cloth bags through the front door.
You rolled your eyes as you shut the door behind him and followed him into your kitchen. “Because you managed to smash open every single damn pumpkin you picked up when we went to the pumpkin patch yesterday,” you retorted as you turned around to your utensils drawer. You winced as you heard a grunt and a heavy slam on your wooden dinner table behind you, “Watch my table!”
Ignoring your protest, he hoisted the other pumpkin and dropped it on the table with another bang, getting caught in the act as you turned around. You growled and raised the silver spoon you retrieved from the cupboard in mock threat. “Yah! Jeon Jungkook!”
Jungkook stuck his tongue out at you playfully. “Whatever. Besides, I wouldn’t have broken those pumpkins if you didn’t say I was weak.”
You smirked as you stood across the table and slid a knife to your best friend. “Well, clearly I wasn’t wrong about that assumption.” You exaggeratedly coughed into your fist. “Weak ass.”
“Shut up,” Jungkook said sullenly as he stabbed his knife on the top of his pumpkin, carving a circle.
The two of you settled into a comfortable silence, each working on his or her pumpkin. The afternoon sun peeked through the fluffy white clouds and shone through your kitchen window in a soft golden glow, emanating natural light and creating a mellow, cozy atmosphere for your quaint little family cottage.
You pulled off the perfectly carved top of your pumpkin by the stem and grinned victoriously, satisfied with your work. Snatching up the silver spoon, you shoved it inside the pumpkin, struggling to pull out the tangle of seeds and orange strands. As you focused on the arduous task in front of you, you saw a flash of light from your peripheral vision and heard a quiet chuckle. You looked up in surprise, and noticed Jungkook holding a Polaroid camera and picture with a smile. “What?”
“You always stick out your tongue when you focus really hard on something. It’s really cute, so I took a picture,” Jungkook confessed with a shy smile.
You glanced down, letting your sleek honey coloured hair fall to the front of your face and hide the light pink blush that appeared on your cheeks, much to your chagrin. Why the heck am I blushing?! You shook your head discreetly to push away the mixed emotions that threatened to surface from Jungkook’s one simple compliment.
Oblivious to your dismay, he carried on. “Besides, seeing you try and pull out the pumpkin seeds reminds me of our childhood days,” he continued. “Remember how you would always ask me to do it because it was too hard for you?” He gave you a crooked smile. “Who was the weak one then, huh?”
Despite the jab, you couldn’t help the grin that immediately bloomed across your face as a wave of nostalgia washed over you like a warm breeze. “I do remember. And for every Halloween, you would dress up as Ash and I would be Pikachu…”
“And we would be the perfect team,” he finished your sentence.
Still lost in the childhood memories, you continued to absentmindedly finish cleaning out your pumpkin. Putting down the spoon, you picked up the carving knife and distractedly attempted to stab through the tough orange skin.
“…always a cute Pikachu. Maybe you should try being a sexy Pikachu this year…” a voice mumbled on, piercing through your daydream.
Startled by the idea, the knife that you carelessly gripped slipped through your fingers. You let out a short squeal as you felt the sting of the blade that sliced your finger, leaving behind a thin line of crimson that echoed in a dull throbbing pain. “Shit!”
You clutched onto your finger, so immersed by the pulsing ache and the leaking red liquid that flowed out steadily that you did not notice the eerie silence that Jungkook fell into.
Not daring to look up from your wound, you called out to your best friend. “Jungkook! Oh my god, get me a towel or a Band-Aid or something.” When you received no reply, you looked up and frowned impatiently at the strangely still boy. “Jungkook?”
His hand shot out and gripped the back of a nearby chair as he struggled to hold his breath. “Get… get…” he stuttered, his words coming out in raspy gasps, trying so desperately to tell you to get away.
Mistaking his gasps as a cry for help, you were by his side in a flash. You clutched onto his arm, completely forgetting about your injury. “Jungkook! Holy shit, what’s wrong?” you cried out. You struggled to steady him as his legs almost gave way. “Jungkook!”
His head whipped towards you, his gaze piercing into yours through his raven locks. You gasped in horror as you noticed his rapidly darkening eyes. “Jung…kook…?”
You let go of his arm and began to back away, but was yanked back towards the heavily breathing boy. “Y-Y/N,” he panted as he convulsed erratically, beads of sweat dripping down from his forehead from the exertion of energy for control.
Whimpering, you watched in terror as his canines began to elongate into pearly white… fangs?
“W-what the hell?” you managed to squeak out.
Jungkook let go of the back of the chair and gripped the sides of your face tightly, forcing you to stare into his now red rimmed coal black eyes. “Kiss me.”
You widened your eyes at the sudden request. “What?”
“I said kiss me!” Jungkook roared, his patience decreasing as he fought with his internal demon, struggling to suppress it. “Kiss me before I drain you fucking dry, god fucking damn it!”
At that moment, time seemed to slow. A thousand thoughts slammed into you at once, every single part of your brain screaming no, no, no.
But your heart, your body said yes.
Throwing aside any leftover hesitancy, you lunged forward and slammed your lips onto Jungkook’s.
Returning the kiss with equal intensity, he released your face from his tight grip and moved his muscled arms to your waist. He pulled you in, forcing you to press up against his built form and deepen the kiss even more. His teeth clashed against yours, accentuating the desperation that cried out more, more, more. His tongue pressed against your soft lips, asking, no, demanding for entrance. You obliged, closing your eyes and parting your mouth, allowing him to dominate you. His tongue mingled with yours; tasting the cool minty flavour of the peppermint gum you chewed before. You brought your hands up to his hair, tangling your fingers into his messy hazel crown and tugging hard. Groaning, his teeth involuntarily sunk into your bottom lip, making you mewl, more in surprise than pain. The growls that rumbled from the back of his throat made you smile slightly on his lips as you felt the vibrations of his chest. His guttural moans made your knees weak, and you yanked on his thick strands harder as you felt his large hand slip down to your backside and squeeze. You released his hair and slipped your hand down to his broad back, fisting the soft cotton fabric as you felt his lips release your swollen ones. Instead, he went lower, making you sigh breathily as he pressed wet, open mouthed kisses along the side of your neck and dipping his tongue into the hollow of your collarbone. You clawed at his back, arching your own, begging for more when you are already melting beneath his touch.
Jungkook returned his attention to your neck, releasing one hand from your waist to tilt your head, exposing your neck. His tongue swiped at the base of your throat, leaving behind a trail of wetness as he brushed his lips against the side, making you even more aroused with just a simple move. He left butterfly kisses up and down your neck, letting his sharp, lethal fangs graze against your tender skin oh so slightly.
You should’ve pulled away. You should’ve pulled back and stopped this, because you knew you were in a dangerous position. However, you didn’t care. It was as if you were under a spell, you clung onto Jungkook and kept your neck exposed. At this point, you didn’t care what he did to you; you just desperately needed more of his touch.
However, the cool afternoon breeze caressed your neck as Jungkook brought his mouth away from the delicate flesh and pressed it once more against your lips instead. Confused, you unwillingly pulled away to look into his eyes, which were no longer inky obsidian. Rather, it was a smouldering gaze, his long lashes framing his half-lidded chocolate eyes in a way that amplified the arousal that sparked within his fixed stare, pairing perfectly with the smirk on his swollen pink lips.
“What are you smirking at?” you mumbled, suddenly bashful and flustered as your mind wandered back to the heated situation the two of you shared just moments before.
Jungkook leaned down and kissed you on the nose. “You’re a good kisser.”
You couldn’t help but laugh at his comment. “Yeah, right.”
“You are!” he protested earnestly. He smiled and tucked a strand of your honey coloured hair behind your ear. “Thank you.”
You tilted your head to the side in confusion. “For what?”
“For helping me find a way to control my cravings,” he replied. He grinned cheekily as he took in your flustered expression. “A damn good alternative, actually.”
You smacked his chest and pouted good-naturedly. The two of you laughed light-heartedly, and just slipped into an easy silence once again, enjoying each other’s company. After a few moments of serenity, Jungkook’s voice broke the tranquility. “Hey, Y/N?”
“holy god she’s back to post more shitty scenarios!”
yep haha thats me im back but probably not for too long
so listen i feel bad for not posting and i miss you guys so hopefully ill be able to spend some free time writing some stuff but i appreciate the ones who stayed you know who you are
At first, it was caliginosity.
Slowly, the world around you began to show itself.
You sat up as the lamps on the walls of the brick hall began to slowly flicker to life, lighting up the atmosphere in its ominous purple haze. You squinted, slowly pushing yourself off the floor. You could vaguely make out a silhouette at the arched entrance of the hallway, a kneeling figure with its hands clutching its chest.
“Hello?” you called out softly, taking a step towards the shadow. “Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”
You made your way towards the figure, until you could see who it was.
“Hoseok?”
The figure lifted his head, his orange hair glinting in the violaceous light.
Free me from sin.
He slowly stood up, and held out a hand. Almost immediately, you reached over and took it. His hand was ice in your warm hands, so cold to the point that you began to wonder if he was alive. Hoseok wordlessly led you down another dark hallway, until the two of you came to a large empty room with only three dimly lit lamps on the wall.
Hoseok turned to look at you, taking both of your hands in his.
You were the light of my future.
He released one hand and raised it up, fingertips trailing on your jawline and down your neck.
You sighed, reaching up and capturing his hand in yours, despite the cold. You brought his hand to your lips, when the sleeve of his white shirt slid back, revealing angry red scars that crisscrossed his lower arm. With a soft gasp, you covered your mouth with your hand.
The knife of ambition is poisonous.
I shook hands with the devil.
I thought it would be enough.
You bit your lip, your brows furrowing. “Hoseok, I’m sorry-”
He pressed a finger on your lips.
I was insane, a fool addicted to your love.
This love is just another name for the devil.
Tears threatened to spill as Hoseok took a step back from you, letting his arms drop and fall limply by his sides.
The touch of evil.
Too bad, but it’s too sweet.
The lights within the brick room started to dim once more, the shadows engulfing up the last drop of purity. The world began to spin, as you helplessly watched the boy that gave you his everything get swallowed up into obscurity. Your limbs gave up, making you collapse onto the cold, hard, cement, as your vision blurred.You reached out weakly, praying that he’ll look back, just once more.
In your haziness, you swore you saw the etching of dark, shadowy wings stretching out behind him
Then, the world disappeared.
Too evil.
shout out to: @tramngo99 @noir0neko for always making me laugh with stupid messages in our gc *cough bajingo*
sending love to @deathbyyoongi for sending me cute snapchats all the time !! and of course thank you for being one of my very first followers and staying even after the whole fiasco with the other blog you rock and i love you very much im so proud of you <3
hearts to @kookie-chu for making me cute edits and helping me de-stress whenever i have too much work !! you rock girlie
and of course @btsoutfits my adorable wifey thanks for sending me sweet snapchats and always cheering up me bby <3 you rock im glad youre in my life !!
“holy god she’s back to post more shitty scenarios!”
yep haha thats me im back but probably not for too long
so listen i feel bad for not posting and i miss you guys so hopefully ill be able to spend some free time writing some stuff but i appreciate the ones who stayed you know who you are
At first, it was caliginosity.
Slowly, the world around you began to show itself.
You sat up as the lamps on the walls of the brick hall began to slowly flicker to life, lighting up the atmosphere in its ominous purple haze. You squinted, slowly pushing yourself off the floor. You could vaguely make out a silhouette at the arched entrance of the hallway, a kneeling figure with its hands clutching its chest.
“Hello?” you called out softly, taking a step towards the shadow. “Excuse me, can you tell me where I am?”
You made your way towards the figure, until you could see who it was.
“Hoseok?”
The figure lifted his head, his orange hair glinting in the violaceous light.
Free me from sin.
He slowly stood up, and held out a hand. Almost immediately, you reached over and took it. His hand was ice in your warm hands, so cold to the point that you began to wonder if he was alive. Hoseok wordlessly led you down another dark hallway, until the two of you came to a large empty room with only three dimly lit lamps on the wall.
Hoseok turned to look at you, taking both of your hands in his.
You were the light of my future.
He released one hand and raised it up, fingertips trailing on your jawline and down your neck.
You sighed, reaching up and capturing his hand in yours, despite the cold. You brought his hand to your lips, when the sleeve of his white shirt slid back, revealing angry red scars that crisscrossed his lower arm. With a soft gasp, you covered your mouth with your hand.
The knife of ambition is poisonous.
I shook hands with the devil.
I thought it would be enough.
You bit your lip, your brows furrowing. “Hoseok, I’m sorry-”
He pressed a finger on your lips.
I was insane, a fool addicted to your love.
This love is just another name for the devil.
Tears threatened to spill as Hoseok took a step back from you, letting his arms drop and fall limply by his sides.
The touch of evil.
Too bad, but it’s too sweet.
The lights within the brick room started to dim once more, the shadows engulfing up the last drop of purity. The world began to spin, as you helplessly watched the boy that gave you his everything get swallowed up into obscurity. Your limbs gave up, making you collapse onto the cold, hard, cement, as your vision blurred.You reached out weakly, praying that he’ll look back, just once more.
In your haziness, you swore you saw the etching of dark, shadowy wings stretching out behind him
Then, the world disappeared.
Too evil.
shout out to: @tramngo99 @noir0neko for always making me laugh with stupid messages in our gc *cough bajingo*
sending love to @deathbyyoongi for sending me cute snapchats all the time !! and of course thank you for being one of my very first followers and staying even after the whole fiasco with the other blog you rock and i love you very much im so proud of you <3
hearts to @kookie-chu for making me cute edits and helping me de-stress whenever i have too much work !! you rock girlie
and of course @btsoutfits my adorable wifey thanks for sending me sweet snapchats and always cheering up me bby <3 you rock im glad youre in my life !!
For the lovely Tiger over at @cloudsofsonder who’s been working very hard these past couple weeks in school. (Also because she told me not to make a new set of motivational snaps just bc she couldn’t find the old set. REBELLION ILY)
