Look, if I introduced a WIP on here excitedly and then promptly never mentioned it again, it doesn’t mean I’m not working on it, it means I’m slowly rotating it in my mind like a rotisserie chicken and then went out to the grocery store to buy several other rotisserie chickens while I wait for it to cook and then slowly started rotating those rotisserie chickens and repeat
Hey guys I know this blog has been a ghost town for a bit but I've been writing so hopefully that'll change soon.
I started this blog when I was taking a gap year after I graduated high-school and in the 3 years since I made this Tumblr I have become a dad (to 2 cats and a human baby) and married my then boyfriend now husband. Looks like I couldn't keep my 4th finger free for Chanyeol or Namjoon or Yoongi or Jin lol but if you were to meet my husband or our baby you wouldn't be able to either.
Anyways all these life changes have been able to help me write domestic pieces and fatherly love from a genuine and more accurate point of view than I previously could so I hope you will be just a little more patient until I can post what I've written. Editing can take some time with a wild toddler running around lol. Thanks for sticking around all these years.
pairing: kim seokjin x male reader
word count: 1774
description: you were the second son of the king and queen, the forgotten prince. but seokjin was only a servant in the palace. as invisible as you may be, you knew your parents would never allow such a relationship. but even princes break rules from time to time
masterlist
Hey sorry I've taken so long writing Strawberry & Cigarettes Pt2.
I've been swamped with work, writers block, and I've been going through alot of emotional stuff and haven't really been able to really sit down and write that often.
But it's almost done! I have 2 more scenes to write before I edit and post it
summary: the reader comes back home from his top surgery, Namjoon is there by his side to make sure his boyfriend is feeling well and is being a bit extra. Though he notices how really overwhelmed his boyfriend is.
a/n: I did a bit of research for this. i read some articles by professionals and also people’s own experience. i hope it turned out well
So Toppdogg’s Hansol has come out as Asexual and i just want to say how proud of him i am! It’s so terrifying and incredibly scary to come out and im so glad that he is comfortable enough with himself to tell his fans & the public he is asexual, I wish nothing but love and support for him from international fans and korean fans. I hope him coming out shuts up homophobes who act like all idols are straight and also encourages other idols to come out as whatever they identify as and shows them that being who they are is ok!
I was always captivated by his smile. From the first moment I saw him his smile had this way of making me forget everything else and just get lost in the moment.
I fell in love with his smile in our second year of middle school. I saw him during lunch one day as I was walking to where my friend, Namjoon, and I usually sat.
His friend accidentally bumped into me, the guy apologized and I was telling him it was okay when he ran up yelling happily and swung his arm over smaller boy’s shoulders. My heart stopped the second I looked at him. His smile was wide and goofy but he radiated such pure happiness that it dazed me. My mind got hazy and the next thing I knew the boy in front of me grumbled an apology about him, who he referred to as “Chanyeol”, and walked off with said boy trailing after him like a hyperactive puppy.
Much to my shitty luck, Namjoon witnessed the entire thing. “Who was that?” Namjoon asked with an obviously fake casual tone. I shrugged as I replied, “No clue, the guy just bumped into me.”.
“I meant the one you were gawking at.” he said with a shit eating grin.
“Fuck off, I wasn’t staring.” I responded and started to eat.
“You were definitely staring, lover boy. Come on, what’s his name?” he pressed on as he continued to eat too.
“You’re such a dick. His friend called him ‘Chanyeol’ or something, I don't know.” I answered, hoping that Namjoon wouldn’t see my cheeks getting hot.
He tried to start teasing me again but he accidentally knocked his drink off the table.
“Really!” He sighed in exasperation.
He had a weird knack for destroying anything and everything he came in contact with, so a couple people snickered at Namjoon's usual clumsiness, as I went to go get the cleaning supplies with a sigh of relief.
From that day forward I always looked for that kid with the bright smile. I even swallowed my pride and asked a couple classmates about him. I learned his name was Park Chanyeol, he was in class 2-C, he liked singing and playing guitar, he was trying to start a band, and he was either described as really cool and friendly or loud and obnoxious. Namjoon gave me endless shit once he found out I asked our classmates about Chanyeol and noticed I would go out of my way just to be able to look at him from afar.
The more I watched him from afar the more I began to notice everything else about his appearance. He had these really cute elf-like ears that poked out (despite his attempt at hiding them under his long hair), he was a little taller than some of our classmates, still had his babyfat, and had really nice dark eyes that sparkled with life.
I didn’t know why I wanted to see him all the time or why his smile made my heart race or what I was feeling, but all I knew was I wanted him to keep smiling.
Eventually Namjoon started trying to talk me into going up to him and introducing myself, which obviously I didn’t do. What was I supposed to say? We had only kinda met once when his friend bumped into me a month or two ago. It was far too late to introduce myself to him now.
“I don’t want to study, Joon!” I groaned as he pulled me along by my hand towards the library.
“Your mom isn't going to let us hang out after school if you continue to suck at math!” Namjoon scolded me.
“We can't all be in the top 1% like you, dork.” I said back with a smile just to see him get more annoyed. But someone interrupted him before he could respond.
“Faggots!” we heard some guy yell.
Namjoon must have felt me stiffen with anger, he held my hand softer, and we continued walking.
“Why don’t you leave, perverts!” another guy, probably the first boy’s friend, shouted.
We continued ignoring them. We were use to it at this point, it still made us angry, but we were okay at ignoring it. People said stuff like that all the time. People acted like this towards us because I’m gay. I came out last year, and because Joon was still friends with me afterwards he was made fun of too.
“Yah! Didn’t you hear us, fags?” the first guy yelled at us again, his voice getting closer.
My free hand balled into a tight fist, I was getting angrier by the second, but Namjoon kept walking away from the guys following us. He was the more even tempered of us two, he stayed calm and cool when people did this, while I tended to get angry or cry.
“Do you want to die, homo?” his friend grabbed my shoulder hard and jerked me back.
I yanked my hand out of Namjoon’s grasp as I threw my fist at that boy’s face. My punch hit him with so much unexpected force that he fell to the ground. There was a flash of shock on both of their faces, Namjoon instantly was by my side, his arm in front of me protectively. The boy still standing stalked towards me, his arm pulled back as he prepared to throw a punch. Namjoon jumped in front of me, taking the hit intended for me before pushing him down. The one I had punched got to his feet and everything became a blur of punches and trying to protect each other. Somehow the guy I decked got me on the ground, he kept hitting my face over and over, until he was thrown off of me. I looked to my left expecting to see my best friend but instead there stood Park Chanyeol yelling at the guy to get lost. He knelt down next to me with that stunning smile aimed at me and his hand outstretched towards me. My heart skipped a beat then dropped. Where was Namjoon? Was he hurt?
“Joon!” I yelled past him panicked as he helped me up.
I may have been dying for the chance to talk to Chanyeol, but my best friend and his well being was always my top priority.
“He’s alright, Kyungsoo is helping him right now.” Chanyeol said in a soft, comforting tone.
“Is he hurt!? Oh my god this is all my fault.” I said still shaken with worry.
“(Y/N)! Are you okay? Oh my god I’m so sorry I couldn’t get to you but that guy-” Namjoon rambled as he ran to me.
“Joon, forget about that! Look at you! I’m so so sorry! It’s all my fault! I’m so sorry, Joon!” I gently prodded the bruise already starting to form near the side of his eye, guilt resting in my stomach.
“It’s not your fault, it’s those guys fault. And don’t worry about me. What about you! Your cheek is bleeding.” He said gently wiping my cheek with his jacket sleeve.
“It’s sweet you two aren’t ashamed of your relationship.” Kyungsoo said, both of us freezing in shock at his words.
“You’re a cute couple.” Chanyeol added happily.
“We're not together! We're just friends, like brothers!” Namjoon explained flustered, our hands quickly retracting from each other's faces.
“Oh I’m sorry, we just assumed.” Kyungsoo apologized politely.
“But aren’t you two gay? Everyone says you’re gay.” Chanyeol blurted out, his head cocked to the side in confusion. Kyungsoo tried to subtly elbow him in the side, but he yelped in pain.
“Uh I’m not, technically. Everyone thinks we’re together but we’re not.” Namjoon responded, scratching behind his ear.
“I’m gay, but yeah, we’re not dating.” I said with an awkward chuckle. Chanyeol perked up a little.
“Really? Alright, cool.” He smiled at us.
There was an awkward pause, but Namjoon came in to save the day as always.
“Hey, we gotta go clean up these cuts and stuff, but thanks for your help. It meant alot.” Namjoon told them, his cool charismatic grin making an appearance as well.
“We just don’t like how people treat gays badly, so it was nothing.” Kyungsoo responded, I could tell he wasn’t use to socializing like this but was trying really hard to show his sincerity.
We nodded with smiles, getting our bags off the ground, and beginning to walk to my house. Namjoon once again taking my hand in his.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Namjoon asked me.
“Yeah I am, I’m more worried about you though-” I was saying when we were interrupted yet again.
“Hey, hang out with us from now on!” we heard Chanyeol happily scream behind us.
“We’re like 5 meters away. Why is he yelling so loud?” Namjoon asked rhetorically in slight annoyance.
“No idea, but I do admire his enthusiasm.” I responded with a small smile.
“He’s like an anime character. Loud, kinda dumb, and he has a shy dork who has a crush on him but is too scared to do shit but stalk him. He’s basically Naruto, but with yoda ears.” Joon said matter-of-factly, pulling the tips of his ears so they stuck out more. I knew he was trying to bait me but I couldn’t stop myself.
“Yah! He’s not stupid! He was just confused! And I don’t stalk him! I just like his smile. And his ears are like elf ears not like Yoda’s you dick!” I shot back, my cheeks starting to get warmer.
We continued our back and forth banter until we got back to my house. I got an ice pack ready, while Namjoon got the first aid kit in the bathroom. I went to Namjoon, we talked and laughed about whatever came up, and I gently pressed the ice pack to the now dark purple bruise on his left eye. The rubbing alcohol stung the cut on my cheek, and soon Namjoon was putting the bandage over the wound.
“We’re sitting with them tomorrow.” he said out of nowhere. I could tell by his set expression it would be useless arguing with him.
The next day was no different than any other day for us. That is until lunch when Joon dragged me towards Kyungsoo and Chanyeol.
“You bitch.” I whisper yelled at him.
“If you’re not gonna take the lead then I’m doing it for you. And they did help us out yesterday.” he whispered back.
“Hey, we saved you seats.” Kyungsoo greeted us happily.
“You guys came! I was worried you wouldn’t sit with us!” Chanyeol laughed, his wide smile making my heart flutter.
“Thanks Kyungsoo, and you shouldn’t worry. Especially after yesterday.” Namjoon responded to both boys, setting his tray down.
“Yeah, man. Why wouldn’t we hang out with you guys.” I added, beginning to eat.
Soon we became close friends with Chanyeol and Kyungsoo. At first we just ate together at lunch then we gradually started to hang out after school and eventually we hung out every day.
At first it kinda baffled me that Chanyeol and Kyungsoo were best friends at first. Kyungsoo was quiet, more thoughtful, and definitely more introverted than Chanyeol who was known to be loud and energetic. But the more we got to know them the more we saw how similar and compatible they were.
Kyungsoo loved anime, enjoyed cooking, and he was an amazing singer. Chanyeol loved anime too, he danced, and loved playing guitar and piano. Both of them didn’t like school, but Kyungsoo made them study and get at least decent grades. In their free time they learned songs together. Kyungsoo would sing while Chanyeol played piano or guitar. Kyungsoo wanted to become a singer, and Chanyeol wanted to become an artist as well. I learned he didn't know what he wanted to do specifically, all he knew was that wanted to work in the music industry alongside Kyungsoo.
Becoming friends with them was the best and the worst thing at the time. I got two new amazing friends that I enjoyed being around. I got to know more about Chanyeol, and spend a lot of time with him, but that also meant my complicated feelings for him increased and I had to try harder and harder to hide them.
We were at my house studying one day. We had an exam soon so we decided to study together in preparation for it. Two hours in Chanyeol began complaining, draping himself over Kyungsoo, who ignored him. This was a common occurrence. Chanyeol was very affectionate with Kyungsoo and enjoyed picking on him. He almost always was making some sort of contact with Kyungsoo, whether it was having his arm draped over the other’s shoulder or leaning on him or occasionally holding his hand in private.
Namjoon shot me a sympathetic look. I just tried focusing on my notes and textbook, but that stabbing pain in my heart stayed. I knew Chanyeol was straight but that didn’t stop me from feeling sad and jealous when he was affectionate with Kyungsoo. I tried to ignore the heartache, but it never went away. Every Time I saw him touch Kyungsoo I wondered what it would be like if he wrapped his arm around me or how his hand would feel in mine. I knew I liked boys, but this was the first time I wanted to hold someone’s hand and go on a date with them.
“Yah! (Y/N)! You’re getting bored with studying too, right? We should definitely take a break.” he said energetically, his toothy grin making me weak.
“We should.” I instantly gave into him, as usual.
“You’re just trying to get out of studying, stupid.” Kyungsoo said irritated with Chanyeol, flicking the edge of his ear.
“Soo, don’t be that way.” he cooed in response, rubbing the now red tip of his ear.
My stomach turned seeing how gently he always talked to and treated the smaller boy no matter how rough or mean he was to him.
“It’s not that late, maybe we can go get some snacks.” Namjoon suggested, turning their attention away from each other to him.
I gave him a look to silently thank him. We began packing our supplies away, and getting ready to leave. Namjoon patted me on the back, from the look in his eyes I knew he was gonna try to talk to me about this later. Then we all headed out of my room.
“You haven’t played Pokemon Gold or Silver?!” I shouted incredulously, wiping the crumbs away from the sides of my lips.
“I just haven’t! Is it that bad I haven’t!” Chanyeol shot back, opening another red bean paste bun.
“Yeah! It's the best! You're gonna play it. It's my duty as your friend to make sure you play this masterpiece.” I said firmly, taking another bite of my bun.
“Masterpiece? The character you play is like 10 pixels.” Joon teased me.
He lightly hit my bun into my face as I went to take a bite. The three boys began to laugh, I pushed Namjoon lightly, trying to clean off as much as I could.
“You shouldn't do that, Namjoon.” Kyungsoo gently scolded Namjoon, I was about to say thank you and send Joon a smug look when he continued with a heart shaped smile, “You shouldn't waste food like that.”
“Kyungsoo… I trusted you… How could you betray me like this!” I cried in mock sadness.
“Trusting me was your fault! Anyways I gotta head home now.” He said through laughter.
Chanyeol began to groan and beg him to stay out with us longer. Namjoon and I were laughing at how childish he looked, practically on his knees begging Kyungsoo who was fuming.
“I gotta go too. My dad wants me home early tonight.” Namjoon said suddenly.
“Oh, alright. Let's go then.” I responded, beginning to put my last red bean paste bun in my bag for later.
“No! It's fine! You and Chanyeol can stay out longer!” He said with a smile, but his eyes were screaming at me.
“Yeah! Chanyeol! Why don't we hang out longer?” I asked nervously, finally understanding what Namjoon was trying to do.
My hands were getting kinda moist, I felt scared but also hopeful and excited. Just the thought of spending time alone with Chanyeol made my heart go crazy.
“Definitely! At least I have one friend that cherishes me!” Chanyeol cheered as he threw his arm around my shoulders.
My heart started beating faster than it ever did before, my face felt so hot like it was on fire, and my hands began to get incredibly clammy.
I couldn't even utter a single word when we separated from Namjoon and Kyungsoo. It felt as if my brain short circuited, all I could focus on was how nice it felt to have his arm around me. He was warm and comforting, and, oh god, when he turned smiling at me. I had never felt this type of happiness before. Sure I felt really happy when I was with Namjoon, or when my parents told me that they still supported and loved me when I came out. But it was something about his smile, his arm around me, and just his presence that felt so exhilarating.
It felt like I was in a drama or a shoujo manga. We went to an arcade, played games til we ran out of coins, then we went to a park and talked about anything and everything. The whole time his smile and attention were directed at only me. It made me feel special like the protagonists in romance mangas.
We were sitting shoulder to shoulder on a park bench.
“What’s it like?” Chanyeol said vaguely. Much to my confusion.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
“To be gay?” he elaborated.
“It’s no different than being straight except some people are cruel because of it.” I answered him, fidgeting with the sides of my pant legs.
“How do you know?” he questioned naively.
“I don't really know. I just kinda noticed I didn't see girls the way other guys did. That I didn't have those feelings towards girls.” I explained as best as I could.
“Do you have feelings for Namjoon?” he asked turning towards me instantaneously.
For once there was no smile on his face, his expression somber and stern.
“No, I don't. I've never had feelings for Namjoon like that.” I answered honestly, looking him directly in the eyes.
“Do you have feelings for someone else then?” he questioned me further.
“I… Well.. I… I do have feelings for a guy.” my voice wavered as I responded.
“Who?” He snapped at me.
It wasn't like him to act this way. Chanyeol was usually goofy and hyper, not serious and assertive.
Panic suddenly seized my heart. I stumbled over my own incomprehensible words. I tried avoiding his gaze, gripping my pant leg so hard my knuckles turned white. I felt a smoldering knot form in my throat, I didn't want to tell him. It hurt so much just thinking about how disgusted he'll be if I told him how I felt. The thought of him looking at me the way others did at school and saying the awful things they said terrified me to the core.
“Tell me!” Chanyeol demanded, the volume of his voice making me flinch.
That's when tears began to pour down my face.
“It's you! I like you!” I yelled back through my tears.
Suddenly he grabbed the sides of my face and his lips were on mine. As quickly as it happened it ended, and I was pulled into an embrace.
“I think… I… I like… like you a lot.” He stuttered out, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
“I'm gay too.” He confessed softly, then I felt tears wet my neck and shoulder.
I wrapped my arms around him, rubbing his back, and comforted him as he continued to cry. I murmured words of reassurance as I stroked his hair trying to soothe him.
“From the moment I saw your smile I thought you were the most amazing person ever. You took my breath away. I can't really explain it, but your smile makes my heart go wild. Then when I got to know you my feelings for you got stronger. I want to go on dates with you and hold your hand and take care of you. Chanyeol, I like you so much. Everything about you is amazing.” I mumbled, pressing kisses to his head in between words.
On that cold night, underneath the moon, I held him until he calmed down and I wiped away his tears. No words were spoken as we got up and began to walk to home together. He merely slipped his hand into mine. His tight grip said all the words that were left unspoken that night.
Neither of us uttered a word until we got to the front door of my house.
I turned to face him trying to figure out what I should say when he kissed me again. My heart fluttered feeling his lips press so gently against my own.
“I'll see you tomorrow.” He said with a blush, walking away. Leaving me with an equally red blush and a warm feeling in my soul.
A/N: Part 2 is coming soon! This fic was inspired by and named after Troye Sivan’s song on the Love, Simon soundtrack. I highly recommend it!
Finally the results of the compulsory mediation between Kris, Luhan and SM Entertainment (SM) have come to light.
On May 18th, South Korean courts ordered a compulsory mediation between Kris (Wu Yifan), Luhan and SM Entertainment.
On June 5th, Luhan and Kris both accepted the terms of the court’s mediation. This means both parties agreed to the solution and terms outlined by the South Korean court during the mandatory mediation talks. This conclusion has been reached after neither party filed objection; to not file objection (to not object) is to accept the agreement.
However, SM did file objection to the terms, refusing the compulsory mediation. Officials have yet to divulge details behind the refusal, but it has lead onlookers to speculate the obvious: the mediation resulted in terms ruling strongly in favor of Kris and Luhan, and unfavorably for SM.
Unfortunately, South Korean law dictates that if either party files objection within two weeks of the decision reached, the agreement reached becomes invalid. The agency filed notice of objection through legal representative Tae Pyung Yang (possibly the same Tae Pyung Yang of the large Kim & Lee Law firm, but yet to be confirmed), and with that, the legal battle continues indefinitely.
But! This is mostly for male!reader and transgender!reader scenarios!
Requests are open!
Send requests and I’ll do the writing thing.
Please support this blog and have a nice day!
