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[Nguyễn Thiên Ngân]
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“Mình đổi hết kỳ vọng thành hy vọng Lấy dịu dàng nhẫn nại để nghe nhau Tưởng buông hết dễ dàng hơn đi tiếp Thì yêu thương đưa về điểm bắt đầu.”
[Nguyễn Thiên Ngân]
bão .
người có còn như từng cụm mây giông đổ mưa nhỏ trên vịnh biển lớn hay thản nhiên như chưa từng đau đớn hỏi em làm gì với cơn bão sắp qua.
bước .
tôi đi tìm người tìm khắp nơi đến cả vực đau người thường nói tới tự nhủ chưa là tận cùng thế giới nhắm mắt và bước chân.
(đừng) .
em đừng nhớ những lời hứa tuổi xanh một sớm mong manh là bay đi mất em đừng đau thứ hẹn thề độc nhất tim người chật ký ức cũng tua nhanh.
(thập phân) .
ô cửa sổ mở toang bài hát trên radio vẫn bật vậy mà em đi đâu mất để tôi chật vật trống hoác cả mùa xuân.
hệ số thập phân dãy số không sau phẩy kéo dài vô nghĩa bài toán lìa chia giản đơn như thế bao giờ em mới về đây.
ôm .
tất cả những gì tôi muốn vào một buổi chiều mưa giông là tay em lạnh mùa đông lùa buốt vòng quanh cổ thì thào: không cần phải cố hãy ôm em đi.
Lúc nào cũng là quá muộn - Zelda
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Bloodbound.
Intoxicated (Adrian x MC)
Random, rambling Bloodbound fluff…
Summary: Adrian attempts to process the events of the day and the undeniable chemistry between the two of you after your rooftop dinner.
Words: 583
The elevator doors had hardly closed on you as you said goodnight before Adrian was in his office, his back against the door, and his head in his hands. “What have I done?”
He tried to catch his breath and steady his shaking hands. He knew he needed to hire a new assistant. He knew he needed help. He knew he needed someone to keep him on task, but you…. were the last person he had expected to walk through the door.
He had poked his head into your interview expecting to toy with you and to prove to Nicole that no one would qualify, that no one would meet his standards. He didn’t anticipate being completely lost in your presence, like everything he had known to be true was a lie. Every bit of confidence he had was shattered. The questions he had intended to ask about your qualifications and experience were abandoned at the sight of your dizzying hazel eyes that twinkled with your sparkling smile.
“What do you desire?” He heard himself say. He needed to know what made you tick. He needed to know…everything about you.
“Passion.” You responded.
“Oh, really?” His head spun as you continued, his eyes locked on your lips.
“Sorry if that’s too personal, I’m just being honest. I want to feel deeply. I want to experience life. I want to live every moment like it’s my last. That’s what I desire.”
Sitting down at his desk, Adrian reached for the flask he kept in his top drawer. How could a stranger completely undo him like this? And why had he agreed to hire you? It’s like the words tumbled out of his mouth faster than his brain could stop them, “This is the one”.
He took a swig as he rubbed his temple, trying to digest the rest of the day. He was just starting to calm down as thoughts of the meeting with Kamilah and Castellanos crept into his conscience. Slowly the anger he felt earlier came seeping back; picturing the way Castellanos leered at you, drinking you in like you were his to possess, seeing him caress you, as you turned, a panicked look in your eyes “Uhm, Adrian”. A low growl escaped his lips before his anger erupted and the metal flask he had been holding was completely crumpled in his fist, whiskey spurting and oozing out of the dented steel. He felt an overwhelming need to protect you. To keep you safe.
Inviting you out to dinner may have been overstepping, but he didn’t’ care. He couldn’t let you go. And he couldn’t deny that there was something that was pulling the two of you together. Had he imagined the glances you stole in his direction throughout the night? Had he imagined the way your eyes flicked nervously to his lips while you were standing on the balcony?
He was up and pacing through his office, thoughts of you flashing through his mind like a slideshow - The blush that rose on your cheeks as you explained your desire for passion - The sweet, intoxicating smell of your perfume he sensed in the elevator; vanilla, honey and lavender - The way your hair gently lifted in the breeze on the rooftop, leaving the soft skin of your neck exposed. The twinkle in your eye as you caught him staring.
It wasn’t even your first full day as his assistant, and Adrian knew it was going to be damn near impossible to keep things professional.
Unprofessional
In the firelight of his office after the feral attack and the almost-debriefing, Adrian finds his resolve to keep things strictly professional with Isabel wavering.
Story Notes: Adrian x MC, rated M-ish I guess for non-explicit descriptions of sexually charged situations. Enjoy my lovelies <3
Isabel’s tears – which were more the unexpected result of shock, rather than fear – subsided with a few little hiccups. She looked up to see Adrian, who had guided her onto the plush antique leather sofa in his office before slinking off a word, returning and cradling a bottle of something honey-brown in colour, with two crystal glasses cradled in his other hand.
“My secret stash,” he said with a wink, in response to Isabel’s questioning gaze. “It’s not every day that you survive a Feral and decline a debriefing – you’ve earned this.” Adrian poured them both a drink - including a second for Isabel after she downed the first one immediately, with no more judgement than a tiny, amused quirk of his eyebrow.
The pair silently chinked their glasses together and drank deeply to their silent toast; to making it through a long night, and not long in the way that either of them typically liked. Of course, the stroll through the archives had been lovely, as had Adrian’s startlingly sweet confessions about wishing they could drink coffee in the sun together. As a next best thing, Adrian lit a fire in the fireplace, before sitting next to Isabel on the couch.
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From the phone call after 1:45 AM on 10th day (call 707). Thank @fuon-yuuki for reminding me of that phone call ~
Uh thì mình hèn :) rất hèn :) rất hèn nên không nổi nóng được :) khóc cũng không xong nên mình chọn bỏ trốn :)
Mình ghét thế giới này.
Ghét cả mình nữa.
Nếu bản thân mình biến mất thì sẽ tốt hơn.
Như vậy mình sẽ thôi ghét bản thân mình.
Nhỉ?
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Outcast— in where a game controls lives.
when I lose my mom at the store
One and only
Hiiiiiii pleassseeee do a size difference post between yoongi an jungkookie all the ones I’ve been seeing by ppl are a lil old :(
Hello, Anon!! Sorry for the delayed post~ I have a nice collection of pictures, but I don’t wanna drown the post in too many pictures hehe
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Taehyung: But I'm lazy & tired.
Yoongi: Whatever just do it now.
Jungkook: But I'm lazy & tired.
Yoongi: Whatever j-just do me now!!!
Jungkook: /throws lampshade at yoongi/
Yoongi: YAH JEON JEONGGUK WHAT'S THAT FOR
Jungkook: Brighten up hyung!
Yoongi: But I'm not sULKING!!!
Jungkook: I know, just wanted to throw something at you.
Jungkook: Seriously, all you do is bitch.
Yoongi: I happen to bitch the perfect amount for someone in my situation.
Sugakookie Things
Jungkook being a Little Shit™ and Yoongi letting him get away with it
Phone calls until five in the morning when one of them is on schedule in a different town/overseas (they don’t really talk much after a while, mostly Yoongi just plays whatever piece he had been working on that day for Jungkook until he hears the sound of the younger snoring coming over the line) (Jungkook protests that he doesn’t snore, but Yoongi has proof)
“HyunghyunghyunghyunghyyyuuuunnngggggghyunghyuuuunnnnnnghyunghyUNGhyung Yoongihyunghyuuungggggggggggggggggggggggggg.”
Jungkook dragging Yoongi all over the place for dates and Yoongi letting him, just because Jungkook’s childish smile and bright eyes are worth so much more than having sore feet the next morning.
Yoongi helping Jungkook out with his composing and showering the younger with praise and affection.
Texts from Jungkook when Yoongi stays in the studio until ungodly hours where he pesters the elder until he’s forced to call it a night and return back to the dorms (“Hyung, I’m sleepy.” “It’s super cold.” “Namjoon hyung is playing his music too loudly and I can’t sleep.” “I just came out into the living room and Hoseokie hyung is sleepwalking??” “Nevermind, he was awake.” “Hyung, when are you coming back?” “We should go eat red bean buns tomorrow,” “I guess, technically today.” “HYUNG ANSWERRRR” “Hyunggggg, it’s like fuck o’clock. Where are you?” “Yah, Yoongbeans.” “I’m sorry, please don’t kill me.” “Your favorite dongsaeng is suffering.” “He needs a hug.” “Wow, I can’t believe you’re reading all of this and not responding.” “How could you do this to me? I thought we had something special.” “I miss you”).
Yoongi has a thing for playing with Jungkook’s hair, loves running his hands through the silky strands.
Days where they just stay in bed all day long
Jungkook gets the tiniest bit jealous of Yoongi and Jin’s movie nights because he never does anything like that with Yoongi. When Yoongi hears about this through the grapevine (I’M GOING TO KILL KIM TAEFUCK I CAN’T BELIEVE HE TOLD YOU!) he goes out of his way to download all of the Iron Man movies and sets up a mountain of blankets and pillows on his bed, complete with snacks (which he might have raided Jin’s cabinet for but no one needs to know) so that he and Jungkook can have their own movie night (it becomes a Saturday night tradition whenever they can manage it)
Yoongi booping Jungkook’s nose because Jungkook has the cutest nose known to human kind
Jungkook lives for Yoongi’s gummy smiles and does the randomest things (like walking around while doing a handstand and breaking out into his jazz hands dance) just to be able to see it.
Yoongi’s name in Jungkook’s contact list is Cutest Human Being Ever™ but don’t tell Yoongi.
Yoongi won’t admit this to anyone (except to Namjoon but that’s only when he’s completely shit-faced) but he gets slightly irritated when Jungkook comes over to his house in Daegu and spends more time cooing over Holly than he spends with Yoongi
Jungkook’s abs offend Yoongi more than Taehyung referring to him as his small hyung
Back hugs that Yoongi secretly loves because nothing feels safer and warmer than the feeling of Jungkook’s broad torso pressing into his back and of Jungkook’s toned arms wrapping around his waist
Yoongi tracing Jungkook’s features with deft fingers, tracing the shell of his ear, the bridge of his nose, the outline of his lips, before leaning in slowly to barely graze his lips against the younger’s. (It drives Jungkook crazy and Yoongi loves the way the younger moans at his teasing, moves to close the gap himself with hands that are the right amounts of forceful and gentle pulling Yoongi impossibly closer).
Yoongi’s phone wall paper is a picture of Jungkook sleeping with Holly curled up next to him. (When Hoseok sees it he cracks up, “hyung, look it’s all your favorite things in one picture.”)
Jungkook is too pure for the world and Yoongi makes sure that the maknae never forgets it, always reminds him that it’s okay to breathe and that if he feels too burdened to just let one of his hyungs know because Jungkook doesn’t always need to take care of them.
Yoongi’s hands are Jungkook’s favorite thing in the world. He loves watching the older male play the piano, loves seeing the look of sheer bliss and concentration on his face as his lithe fingers fly across the black and white keys.
Jungkook is Yoongi’s biggest fan and he’ll fight anyone who claims otherwise
Days spent apart are days Yoongi spends listening to all of Jungkook’s covers on repeat
FIGHTING OVER THE BLANKET (Yoongi hogs the blanket and Jungkook’s just about had enough)
They always sit next to each other when all of the boys go out
Jungkook waking Yoongi up by peppering his face with kisses, laughing too loud when Yoongi swats him away with bleary curses muttered into the pillow.
Yoongi reacts in .0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001 seconds whenever Jungkook says hyung
Jungkook has a quota of one cheesy message a day (at least) that he needs to send to Yoongi. (Yoongi pretends that he’s indifferent but the messages are actually the best part of his day and he looks forward to them almost religiously even though Jungkook always says the dumbest things).
Yoongi acting like a proud parent when other people praise Jungkook
Jungkook giving Yoongi space without the other having to ask for it when the older male gets into one of his moods and locks himself in his studio, retreating from the world. The maknae understands that sometimes the elder needs to deal with whatever’s weighing him down on his own but he’ll still drop by the studio at random intervals, bringing food with him at times and at others just sitting in the studio in silence, just so that Yoongi knows that he’s not alone.
Jungkook tears up every single time he listens to Yoongi’s entire mixtape and always has to find Yoongi immediately afterward just so that he can tightly embrace the other man
Yoongi pulling Jungkook back into bed when the younger tries to get up in the morning. (“Where do you think you’re going?”)
Jungkook gifts his hip hop monster to Yoongi (it’s on this one shelf in Yoongi’s studio, right next to his Kukamon stuffed toy)
Yoongi smiling at just the sight of Jungkook
The world thinks that Min Yoongi isn’t ticklish but Jungkook knows better (he swore on his life that he wouldn’t tell Taehyung, though).
Yoongi curling up into a ball in Jungkook’s arms at night
Jungkook making sure that Yoongi’s plate is never empty and that the elder eats properly and gets at least some sleep.
Jungkook getting scolded whenever he bottles up all of his emotions and works too hard in an attempt to relieve the stress
Yoongi never brushing off Jungkook’s achievements as “of course, it’s Jungkook, what else did you expect from the Golden Maknae,” but instead pointing out all of the hard work Jungkook put into his performance, all the hours he spent agonizing over getting it right.
Jungkook straddling Yoongi against the kitchen counter
Yoongi spoiling Jungkook by buying him whatever he asks for even if it’s a completely ridiculous request
Jungkook brewing coffee for Yoongi every morning
Jimin and Taehyung buy Yoonkook couple sweaters because they’re little shits but Yoonkook wear them anyways even if they both blushed furiously when they first saw the sweaters
Jungkook thinks that the most comfortable place to sleep is with his head in Yoongi’s lap, Yoongi’s hands slowly combing through his hair.
Fantasizing about their lamb skewer restaurant and actually looking into real estate for it
Dates where they go out in the middle of the night to eat greasy food and drink soju