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[silent-terrorx]

Alright. Playlist me: Kirstin

Here ya go, dear~

K: Keep Smiling - ToppDoggI:   Imagine - BtoBR: Roller Coaster - Monsta XS: Simple - SeventeenT:  Tictoc - InfiniteI:   I’m Sorry - Nu'estN: Nice Day - Block B

send me your name and i’ll make you a playlist of songs starting with the letters in your name

[xiajin]

-eyes-okay, let me try again..... space royalty sugakookie? Maybe?

i have and au for royality and an au for space but NOT TOGETHER 

what’s in a name?sugakookie first meeting; royalty!jungkook; space!au

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there are very few people that have this opportunity. yoongi tries to remind himself of this as namjoon gives him a short nod from around 20 meters away from him. yoongi clears his throat and stands to attention, his uniform clinking with every movement. the grand hall is all prepared for the festivities that will happen that night; yoongi had been chosen as one of the prince’s personal bodyguards. the crown prince had his own personal guards, but yoongi had yet to see the second prince. in fact, most of the people didn’t hear about the second prince; it was almost as if he was a ghost. 

now, the servants and workers run around to prepare the ball for tonight, a celebration of the crown prince’s coronation announcement. and while yoongi usually does the more minor protection details - shit about the gates, the guards, that kind of stuff - he doesn’t mind taking a break and simply watching over things with a careful eye for once. 

that’s the reason why he can spot the servant boy lurking around one of the doorways, peeking out to see the great hall. 

yoongi raises an eyebrow at such suspicious behavior. with a flippant hand wave at namjoon, he turns to walk toward the target with purposeful footsteps, speaking into his comm at the same time. the servant is dressed like a boy from the kitchens - clad in head to toe in commoner clothes, a little bit torn and big on him but otherwise clean. 

“what do you think you’re doing?” yoongi asks calmly, making the boy startle into stepping away. he’s taller than yoongi, with skinny wrists and rounded cheeks. like the in-between ages of twenty-something and his teens. the boy takes a step back and there’s no name link on his hand. 

“who are you,” yoongi asks flatly. “you’re in a restricted area, and if you don’t tell me your name and comm number, you’ll be in trouble, kid.” 

the other swallows. yoongi watches him look around shiftily with strangely big eyes, large irises blinking rapidly. “i’m - i’m just...taking a break. i swear i didn’t mean to come here, i just wandered...” 

in regular situations, yoongi would cuff him and then take his name link to match him to the working database to see if there’s a match, but honestly, they’re going to have an intergalactic coronation soon with a prince who is known for being more picky than most. yoongi is saddled with orders coming from his earpiece and from his comm; he purses his mouth. “what’s your name?” 

the boy opens and closes his mouth, and then clears his throat, chin against his collarbone. “kookie.” 

an odd name, but yoongi doesn’t think too much on it; a lot of people nowadays throw away their real names and take up faux ones to escape the monarchy and their endless persecutions. they haven’t had that grand of a time under their current king; hopefully, as stickly and obnoxious as the crown prince may be, yoongi knows that he’ll be the one to change all of that. as for the queen and the second prince; well, not many have seen them in person, not even in the intersteller palace. 

“i won’t report you,” yoongi starts slowly, “but you gotta scram, kid. don’t come back here. go back to the kitchens and do your job.” when the boy nods rapidly, shoulders slumping in relief,  yoongi adds: “also, get yourself a fake name, at least, to put on your name link. if it was anyone else...” 

“i got it,” kookie says, stumbling over his words like he doesn’t talk to people all that often. he bows a lot, and yoongi notes - with surprise - that it’s fluid and neat, like the way the royals and nobles are taught. “thank you, sir.” 

the disappears in a flash, and yoongi is left staring after his back as he disappears, wondering what he could have found so interesting in the great hall that he couldn’t see anyways. the kitchen staff come by often to double check the guest lists, as they’re always changing and the sys-board is in the great hall anyways. all he needed to do, yoongi thinks, was show his name-link. 

“yoongi, we got a situation,” namjoon’s voice says with a grimace in his ear, and yoongi snaps himself out of it. “yeah, i’ll be right there.” 

he turns his back on the boy with big eyes and wonders why his hands didn’t look like they’ve seen a day of work before. 

[the-nev]

Photos from Gakwonsa Temple | March 2017 | copyright the-nev

*Note: The lanterns have cards with wishes and prayers attached to them.

[the-nev]

Just a Reminder

I will be far away in Seoul(!!!) for the next two weeks. Basically I am going to drown in all the comebacks and all the historical sights while I am away. When I get back, I’ll post pictures and recount any exciting adventures. Love you all! Be good!

[xiajin]

For a small prompt, how about Sugakookie modern day siren?

!! i already wrote something similar to modern day sirens so ;u; (i linked it btw) ((it’s siren witch jungkook?))

[the-nev]

Been a while since I’ve done one of these. But hey, here you go. I was tagged by @the-orgasmic-cypher, and I am avoiding my grading...so yeah.

rules: answer 20 questions and tag 20 followers you would like to get to know better.

name: Kirstin

nickname(s): I don’t really have many, tbh. Nev. Sometimes Momo. My friends jokingly call me Leader, because if we were a kpop group that’s exactly what I’d be.

zodiac sign: Scorpio

height: 5′6.75″

orientation: Demisexual

nationality: USA...sigh

favorite fruit: strawberries, passion fruit, blackberries

favorite season: Fall! It’s the time when the summer heat finally leaves, and the colors on the trees are gorgeous...And the smell! And wearing sweaters! And..ugh. Unfortunately, I currently live in a place without fall. Or spring. Or really even winter. It makes my heart sad.

favorite book: "The Raven Ring” by Patricia Wrede, “Making Money” by Terry Pratchett, or the Fablehaven series by Brandon Mull...yeah. I also read a lot of fic but am terrible with titles and author names.

favorite flower: Hibiscus 

favorite scent: Petrichor! (Y’know, rain smell)

favorite color: Currently...silver and blue

favorite animal: Sloths closely followed by foxes and horses

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: Hot chocolate

average hours of sleep: Honestly...I get like four?

cat or dog: I have dogs but love both

favorite fictional character: Okay, wow, hard question. Probably Minerva McGonagall, because I want to be her when I grow up.

number of blankets you sleep with: Usually one down comforter...but two more might sneak on if I need more weight.

dream trip: Dream trip? That’d be ... seeing a castle/palace in every country that has them.

blog created: Two years ago, I think?

number of followers: Just over 400. 

Tagging: I honestly don’t tend to tag people... But! If you want to do it, do it and @ me so I can read your answers. I’m just a shy birb that doesn’t often tag people.

[confidenceatitsfinest]

Hey Rin, hey ~

HIYA! Yes call me Rin or any nickname!