Summary: in the madness of this world I’m glad I found you. When my heart don’t seem to work it’s you I turn to.
Warnings: idol!mingi x idol!oc who’s called Jules by those close to her. She’s older than him by 3 years. Fluff, slight angst. I’ll edit later but for now, don’t ask me what this is, I just wanted to write a little something for my baby given the way he’s been getting treated not only lately but always. I wrote this on 3hrs of sleep so I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense. It’s also lowkey a little piece of a Mingi story I’ve been working on but who knows if it’ll ever see the light.
S/N: Happy Carat Day to any fellow carats/caratinys 🩷🩵
It takes a few minutes for Mingi’s mind to register your last text before he’s scrambling off his bed and rushing to the door to pull it open.There you are, the person he can confidently say is the love of his life. Without hesitation he’s pulling you inside and wrapping you up in his arms as soon as the door is closed. It had been months since he’s held you like this, both your schedules keeping you apart even throughout the holidays.
“Fuck, I missed you.” He whispers, face buried in the mess of curls atop your head. Your arms tighten around him, a kiss pressed to his shirtless chest, a silent response to his confession letting him know that the feeling was mutual. You both stay glued to each other a bit longer before he’s bending forward and picking you up, legs wrapped around his waist he’s moving you both to the bed and settling in with you.
“Hey you,” you speak softly not wanting to shatter the little bubble you’re both in. Both his cheeks are cupped in your hands as you look at him, his eyes, soft and shining with unshed tears as he looks at you. If it’s one thing you’ve always admired about your boyfriend was that he wasn’t afraid to show his vulnerability and at first it took some getting used to because it was something you found easy to do. Mingi was patient though, he let you set the pace but made it known that he wasn’t interested in just a casual thing with you. Don’t ask him how but he’d just known from the moment Wooyoung introduced you both that you were his person and he hasn’t had a single doubt about that in the almost two years you’d been together.
There was never much need for conversation in moments like this, you both somehow just always knew when the other was needed and after your last FaceTime call you just knew that something had happened. You hadn’t been online to see what was going on so you’d just assumed it was the boys usual antics that had him sulky but after Woo had spilled what had happened earlier that day, you’d quickly wrapped up your last schedules and hopped on a flight. The others had sent you updates but Hongjoong was the only one that knew you were coming.
“What’s wrong?” you question when he keeps looking at you.
“How much time do we have together?” Time, one of the biggest obstacles in your relationship. You both made it work but sometimes it gets to you both.
“Until the finale in Seoul.” you respond, pulling him closer to you and pressing kisses all over his face before you get to his lips. He’s pulling away much too fast for you and as you chase after his lips it’s his turn to chuckle at how cute you’re being.
“ no unexpected schedules that’s going to pull you away from me?” You shake your head no and it’s all it takes for him to put his lips back where they belong.
You both can’t help the way you melt into each other like a warm embrace on a cold night. You had group shit to deal with but right here in this moment is where you need to be. In the arms of the man who seen every side of you and loves them all unconditionally. With the man who never asks for your love but knows how to take it in the ways that you offer it. Mingi never needs you to tell him that you love him because it showed from the beginning when you had randomly started asking him if he ate and if he slept to sending him food or showing up with it yourself. He had quickly learned that that was just one of the many ways in which you showed your love. It’s the same way in which everyone sees you both as this cold,alpha male/female but only the ones closest to you know just how soft you both are, how much you both even each other out.
Just as your sweet little kisses start heating up there’s a knock on his room door that Mingi has have a mind to ignore had you not spoken up, “that must be Joong, I asked him to order me food cause I had to miss lunch and dinner.”
With a pouty little huff he gets off the bed and goes to the door only to be pushed aside as soon as it opens “I heard Jules is here?” You hear Wooyoung before you see him. He waltz into the room just as you’ve taken your coat off.
“Where’s Joong? And my food?” You question looking past him.
“He’s currently building Legos with Hwa on live so he asked San and I to get it. They’ll come by after though.” He says clearing up the table in the room such as San and Yunho enter with bags of not only food but drinks as well.
“Hey Jules.” They both greet as they enter, leaving your pouty boyfriend leaning against the entrance wall with his arms folded across his chest.
“Yuyu, Sannie” you call back as you make your way to your baby.
“Do they have a you sensor or something?” you laugh softly as you unfold his arms and link your hands together. A kiss to one cheek, then the other and then his nose. “ let them have their fun, I’m not going anywhere.”
It’s a whisper against his lips as you start pulling him back into the room but he halts pulling you back against him.
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Happiest of birthdays to one of the most genuine men I’ve ever seen. Hardworking,genius, compassionate aren’t enough words that I can use to describe how amazing you are. You aren’t perfect and I love that you keep it real with us. I’m not gonna go off on a tangent but I’m so happy and grateful for you and the team. Everything is coming full circle and I’m forever grateful that I clicked on that YouTube video almost 7 years ago before DPR became dream perfect regime. Can’t wait for the many more years to come. DPR WE GANG GANG!!!
Haruchiyo “I might be trigger happy” Akashi/Sanzu. Haru didn’t really listen to anybody besides Mikey. He did whatever the fuck he wanted,when and how he wanted without a care in the world.
Haru’s motto of ‘what’s mine is mine and what’s yours is also mine’ didn’t really work to well for him in his relationships because while whatever girl he’d chosen to give the time of day was giving 100 to the so called relationship, Haru did what he wanted and they never lasted.
That is until he met you. Haru had no idea how the fuck you were friends with the pet shop trio, mainly Keisuke’s mean mugging ass but he wanted you. You gave him quite the run for his money before you finally agreed to one date with him. As cliche as it was,you weren’t like the girls that he usually went for. Short, slim usually easy for him to manipulate.
You on the other hand, you didn’t buy his bullshit at all. You had walked out of the restaurant the moment he got too comfortable with the waitress and threatened to call the cops if he didn’t stop camping out in his car outside your apartment complex.He did stop camping out but only after he bought the entire complex in your name and moved in next door.
When you found out, you had made camp at Baji’s. It took him 3 months to get you to accept another date with him which his coworkers thought was odd given that Sanzu was never short on pussy but apparently yours was all he wanted now and he hadn’t even gotten it yet.
That was 3 years ago and now Sanzu was a somewhat reformed man. He was still the same crazy fucker, albeit your crazy fucker who’d gone from fucking multiple women in a week to breaking your back multiple ways in a week.
Sanzu now firmly believed in a 50/50 effort when it came to relationships mainly the one with you, fuck everyone else tbh. Which brings him to his current situation. He currently at a Bonten warehouse, he may have told a little lie when you asked where he heading off to at 3am but he’d make it up to you.
Ran had informed him that the individual he’d ask them to find was currently sitting in their club. Sanzu waited for him in the parking lot and just as he was about to cross towards the section where his car was parked, ran his ass over , twice, and then tossed him in the trunk.
Said individual is now hanging upside down in a Bonten warehouse with Haru’s trigger happy ass.
“Who the fuck are you?”
Sanzu giggles,fucking giggles. Maybe he was a bit high, you’d both indulged in some new grade of weed Kazutora was harvesting but the fact still stood that clearly he didn’t run him over hard enough.
“Who I am really isn’t important here. What’s important is that you think very hard about what I’m about to ask you cause I may just put a bullet in your skull if I don’t like it.”
“The fuck do you want?”
“Two nights ago at Luxe, at a company dinner, you made a comment towards a young woman.”
“Is that what this is about? Tha fat bitch sent you to beat me up?” The mans scoffs before spitting blood on Sanzu’s shoes.
“Ah, you remember. She has no idea that I’m doing this. I don’t like when people make my wife uncomfortable, you see, she’s taught me that a relationship should be 50/50. And for me that means that my baby wears whatever the fuck she wants and I deal with little fucks like you, who make her uncomfortable.”
Sanzu slips his gun back into the holster deciding that killing him won’t be as fun as turning him into a human vegetable. He grabs one of Rin’s baseball bats and starts using it to push the mans body like a swing set.
“I bought that pretty little outfit she wore that day and my baby was so happy until your dumbass opened your mouth. It’s been brought to my attention that this ain’t the first time either. You used to hit on my woman until you found out she had a man, then she became a “fat bitch”. “Don’t you think a size bigger would fit you better?, why you always eating?”
Sanzu didn’t understand why you didn’t tell him shit like this was happening, instead he had to hear it for himself while he was having dinner with the boys. You weren’t fat, you definitely had a fat ass but that’s besides the point. You were healthy and happy with your body so who gave this irrelevant fuck the audacity to tell you shit like that at work?
Sanzu wasn’t having it, he’d deal with the situation and every time this fucker saw you he’d turn the other direction. The first swing lands to his ribs and the scream that ripples through the air has Sanzu smiling manically.
By the time he’s finished he’s positive he’s broken enough body parts to get his message across. He has a couple lackies drop the idiot off in front of the hospital. He takes a shower before heading home. You’re wrapped up in his silk sheets, naked save for the pair of panties you’d slipped on after he had his way with you. Arms wrapped around his pillow as you slept peacefully.
Sanzu smiles as he watches you ‘cause yeahhhh he’d definitely commit murder for you.
Anybody want to join me in starting a petition for DPR to do another MITO EP drop? I know a lot of people weren’t able to get the first one (myself included) for numerous reasons. Reblog or comment if you’d be interested.
DPR WE GANG GANG, Christian, I’ve said it multiple times and I’ll say it again YOUR MIND 🤌🏽🤌🏽😮💨 one conversation is all I want cause this…everything is just top tier. Y’all go stream MIITO. 1 shot, Mood, Miss Understood, Mr.Insanity and Ballroom Extravaganza are my faves but every one is a hit. DPR never disappoints.
i just looked in the tags and couldn’t find any posts about this, so i’ll make one myself:
yoon suk-yeol just won the presidential election in south korea. he ran on a platform of “feminism is a hate group that’s ruining south korea” and “men are oppressed by women” and featured campaign promises like abolishing the ministry of gender equality and family, abolishing the minimum wage and setting a 120 hour workweek for the working poor, getting rid of all food safety standards, and much more. his entire campaign focused on appealing to south korea’s rising incel movement, his nickname is literally “k-trump,” and he just won.
women and minorities in south korea are going to die because of this guy’s policies. here’s a thread by a south korean woman with more information.
One of the first and most influential users of the tag, #BlackCelebsBeLike, was Zellie Imani, an activist and blogger behind the website black-culture. “The goal really was to challenge the pedestal we sometimes put celebrities on and not to allow media to use them as spokespersons for [all] black people,” he tells BBC Trending via email.
Imani mentioned the remarks by Common and Terrence Howard. “I was surprised that the hashtag took off so fast but i wasn’t surprised at how many people felt about the issue,” he says. “Celebrities experience racism and discrimination even when they are in denial of its existence. Denying racism doesn’t make it exist any less.”
Jungkook x reader, Corbyn(Cory) x reader, Yugyeom x OC
Best friends to frenemies to lovers kinda AU! Kinda idol verse!
Warnings: Angst, fluff, drama, mentions of infidelity, suggestive content, Cursing , blonde!jjk, Jungkook is spelled Jeongguk and more if I ever decide to continue this.
Song Rec: Love You Like Me - William Singe
“Just a minute.” you call out to whoever is incessantly ringing your doorbell at 3am. Pulling open the door you’re greeted by the sight of your best friend - the one you’d been avoiding for the last three weeks - looking like he had the worst night ever.
Without a word you step aside and allow him to enter, closing the door behind him. Jeongguk makes himself comfortable on the couch as you sit on the coffee table facing him.
“Why do you look like shit and why are you here?”
“You’ve been avoiding me.” Is all he says, man spreading on your couch like he owned the place.
“And you felt the need to come here, at the ass crack of dawn to tell me this? I know what I’ve been doing, I don’t need you to tell me.” arms folded over your chest you look at your best friend who’s already staring at you.
“I think she cheated on me.” Head thrown back against the couch he sighs loudly, running a hand over his face. Never did he think he’d be having this conversation with you given the way the last one had ended.
You’re shocked at the confession but you don’t show it. Maybe you were being petty but at the moment you didn’t care. Three weeks ago he’d shown you how easily he was willing to throw away ten years of friendship over a woman he’d been with for barely a year.
“Okay, and? Go talk to her about it.” You rolled your eyes standing up.
“Really? You’re gonna be pettiana right after I tell you that I think she’s cheating.” His voice raised a bit and his jaw clenched but he couldn’t be mad when he’d told you three weeks ago to stay out of his relationship and stop being jealous that his attention wasn’t on you anymore.
“You know I didn’t mean that shit.”
“Do I really?” You knew his girlfriend didn’t like you. It was clear from the very beginning, the dirty looks, the slick comments and her incessant need to touch and kiss on Jeongguk whenever you were around him and she was there. Honestly, it was a fucking miracle she wasn’t missing any teeth yet with the way she always got to running her mouth on your life.
“Of course you fucking do!” He standing in front of you now. “You’re my best friend.” He yells and that’s all it takes to set you off.
“Firstly, check your fucking tone. You have no right to be mad at me and if you’re here to fuck this friendship up more than it’s been these past few weeks, you know where the fucking door is. You told me to stay out of your relationship and when I’m doing just that you want to be mad? Miss me with the bullshit.”
“Why the fuck did I even bother coming here? You can’t even look past your hatred for someone who’s been nothing but nice to you since she met you, can’t get over one stupid argument to be there for your friend. God! No wonder people don’t stick around with you.”
You’re both yelling at each other unaware of the person leaning against the doorframe leading to your bedroom. He’d been up the moment you got out of bed but didn’t feel the need to intervene until he heard yelling. The unshed tears in your eyes as Jeongguk finished his last statement had you yelling even louder and pushing at his chest.
“Get the fuck out, now!” He stood there frozen like he couldn’t believe those words had come out of his mouth.
“Peach…” he whispers.
“No! You said what you said now get.the.fuck.out!” you shout once more pointing at the door.
“I think it’s time for you to leave.” Cory spoke up from his spot startling the both of them. You had forgotten that he was asleep and now, you were slightly embarrassed that your argument with Jeongguk had woken him up when you knew he had a video shoot in a couple hours.
“Who the fuck are you?” Jeongguk questions suddenly puffing out his chest to try and intimidate Cory who was slightly shorter than him. Cory wasn’t an easily intimidated person however, so he just chuckled at Jeongguk’s behavior.
Standing in front of you he folds his arms over his chest in the same manner as Jeongguk. “Who am I really doesn’t matter right now, she wants you to leave so I think it’s best that you do.”
“Peach, who is he?” He questions you. He didn’t know this man, you’d never mentioned him and he’d never met him before so to put it simply, he didn’t trust him.
“Cory, Jeongguk. Jeongguk, Cory. Now get the fuck out before I call your mother.” You don’t wait for him to utter anything else before heading to your bedroom and slamming the door. Cory nods towards the front door walking towards it and holding it open for Jeongguk.
“I don’t know who the fuck you are pretty boy but you hurt her and I’ll break your fucking neck.” Jeongguk all but growled out as he stood in hallway.
Cory scoffs at the insinuation that he’d ever hurt you. “Might wanna take a look in the mirror mate, the only person hurting her right now is you.”
As the door shut in his face, Jeongguk is left with his thoughts as he exits your apartment complex. How’d he let things get this bad? Why’d he say that shit to you? He knew how you felt about being unwanted and yet still he threw that in your face in the heat of the moment. As much as he didn’t want to admit it, he knew that Cory dude was right. He was the one hurting you right now but you were also hurting him.
Once inside his car he just sits there in the parking lot with his seat reclined and staring at the car’s ceiling. Three hours ago he was in his studio editing but also thinking of ways to apologize to you. You both had never argued like this before and any argument that occurred was resolved within hours because you both were usually attached at the hip and couldn’t go without talking to each other.
All that changed the moment he had introduced you to his new girlfriend. The same girlfriend who had called him almost two hours ago sounding rather upset. She never called that late even during long days with packed schedules so he assumed something serious had happened. From the way her words slurred and her hiccups, he could tell she’d been drinking all night. Without hesitating he’d grabbed his keys and slipped his sneakers on while asking her where she was.
Jeongguk had tried calling her earlier in the day but she never picked up or returned his calls. By the time he gets to his car she’s breaking down over the phone, telling him that she fucked up and that she couldn’t take it back. Once again he questioned her whereabouts asking her who she’s with but she just kept crying, barely managing to tell him where she was.
He had picked her up outside some club with one of her friends and he didn’t know how he should’ve of felt when he approaches her and the first thing he notices are the patches of red and purple that trail from behind her ear to her cleavage. Hair held up in a messy bun with them on display like she wanted him to see. Wanted him to see and know that she’d been dancing between some other man’s sheets.
He got her into the car and took her home despite the numerous questions running through his mind. He got her changed and into bed before he left. Jeongguk drove around for another hour before he found himself outside your door.
Now, he had managed to put an even bigger strain on ten years of friendship. A friendship he wouldn’t allow himself to lose but you were stubborn and he knew you’d give him hell.
“Love,” Cory calls out from outside her bedroom door. “Can you let me in?”
It takes a few minutes before he hears the click of the lock turning and then the door being opened. You had already crawled back into bed and was staring at the ceiling. He took a seat at the edge of the bed looking over at you.
“Do you want to talk about it?” He didn’t miss the way you quickly wiped at the tears that fell but he didn’t mention it.
“No! Fuck him and fuck her too. I’ve been nothing but a loyal, supporting and understanding friend and the moment she shows up…we’re,” he heard your sniffles and could tell you were wiping at your eyes but he didn’t say anything and waited for you to continue getting it off your chest. He knew you that you had been keeping this bottled up for months now and the only way for you to start feeling better was to let it out.
“Sooo… when did you realize you were in love with him?” He asks once you’re finished ranting.
“I- is it that obvious?” Sitting up against the headboard you pull your legs up to your chest. You didn’t see the point in lying to Cory even though you were initially going to deny it.
“Just a tiny smidge,” he teases making himself comfortable next to you. “Why don’t you just tell him?” He asks throwing an arm over your shoulder, pulling your body closer to his.
“I can’t… I’ve tried to before but I realized that I’m the only one who feels this way. He loves me, that I know but, it’s not in the way I’d like him to. That day he introduced me to her, I had everything planned out. I had made dinner, one of his favorite dishes that I had learnt to make from spending so much time with his mother. I had invited him over which wasn’t anything new except the fact that our other friend Maya and her boyfriend Yugyeom wouldn’t be there.”
Sitting and listening to the woman he was slowly falling for talk about her love for another man wasn’t the way Cory wanted to spend his last few hours but, he knew that you needed it.
“I was nervous as fuck but, I was happy. I was happy I could get to spend time with one of my favorite persons but the moment my doorbell rang and I opened it up, my heart broke. I had to make up some excuse as to why Maya and Yugyeom wouldn’t be there and then sit through dinner with the both of them. How was I supposed to tell him after I saw the way he looked at her?”
“Sometimes we don’t always get what we want in life love, and that’s okay but no matter what that’s your best friend. Don’t let those arguments come between years of friendship.”
“I’m sorry.”
“What for? We both agreed that this was just us having fun. If later on you decide that something else could happen between us, know that I’m open to it. You’re amazing and he knows that so I’m perfectly fine with being friend zoned.” Cory knew that he didn’t stand a chance when it came to your relationship with your best friend but he could hope.
“You’ve been blowing my back out for 6 months knowing that I’m in love with my best friend and you just let me use you like that.”
“Technically,” he whispers pulling you onto his lap. “we’ve been using each other so I’d say that this has been quite beneficial for the both of us.” A teasing kiss is pressed to your lips, you know it's his way of distracting you from your thoughts and so you give in. You'd deal with your stress related Jeongguk issues later.
Have yall seen this shit?! Black women cannot even pump gas without being harassed. This was both terrifying and disgusting to watch, and what was worse was the narration, like it was somehow supposed to be a compliment to be degraded and damn near assaulted. I’ve seen folks on Twitter go so far as to claim the woman in the video must have liked the attention because she can be seen smiling. Those are people who are privileged to have never experienced this kind of humiliating experience. I too remember smiling back at the older men who used to accost me on my walk home from school, mostly out of fear that if I was perceived as “being rude,”I was more likely to be assaulted or raped. I remember day after day trying to figure out what would be the best route to take home that would garner the least amount of attention, but enough visibility that if shit went down, someone would hear me scream. These are calculations I had to make at 12. Some girls and women learned this math of survival earlier, some later, but all of us had to learn it at some point. In 2019, we must bring as end to this culture of fear, entitlement, and degradation that has too long permitted men to behave this way.
*This video and related tweets are not mine, and proper attribution should be provided to https://twitter.com/NaomixSuicide/ and whoever Kevin Warren is (the asshole who posted this to snapchat like it was something to be entertained by…)*
Even while at work, men do this shit and when you ignore them it’s always “she think she’s too good to answer” calling women out their names and it’s disgusting. Men need to be taught how to take no for an answer and to leave people girl children alone if they clearly show no interest
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