Listen Up, We Are In Lockdown

Listen up, we are in lockdown

Gonna need all Jimin-biased, Jikook supporters, and true OT7s to perk their ears, here.

I am not an alarmist nor a conspiracy theorist. But shit is going down in the fandom for real, to sabotage FACE.

I am not saying it is a coordinated effort.

But mass reporting and harassment is happening for major accounts that do charts, streams, voting, promotions, and translations and that also happen to look on Jimin or Jikook in a favorable light.

The way Promise and Christmas Love broke records despite being older songs got toxic fans mad-mad. Sketchy shit is happening as a result.

It very much looks like the goal is to take major players off the board before FACE prelease to handicap fans who wish to work to help Jimin in the charts and awards. Jimin deserves better.

Gonna need everyone to work smarter not harder here. Don't engage with antis. DO NOT WASTE YOUR ENERGY. Report, block. Alert the platforms like YouTube and Twitter and Spotify of the sabotage. Make multiple accounts. Share playlists. Make a schedule to stream. Set alarms to vote. Coordinate with each other. Be undeterred.

I'm not kidding, y’all. You need to take this seriously. I watched it happen with With You in real time. You can absolutely expect tons of bullshittery over the next four weeks. I wouldn't blink if the press ran with stories of chart manipulation or some sort of personal scandal. I know for sure there will be toxic narratives on the bird app. It's bullshit. We know it.

We need to close ranks. All true BTS fans are OT7 fans. Real ARMY will work hard for each member. Including Jimin who has worked his gorgeous ass off for a year for this. While solos and the cult will kick up dust and get super loud, the rest of us need to just focus and be diligent.

Every vote counts. Every stream is needed. Every purchase matters. You are ARMY. It's time to fight to win.

And to do that, we take our cue from Jimin:

Work in silence. Raise the bar.

30 REASONS TO LOVE YOONGI

03.03  1993 - 03.03  2023 

(cr: in the soop:jung-koook, season’s greeting/ memories 2020:namuspromised, sowoozoo/yet to come in busan:0613data, mot’s one dvd: joonie)

Soul on Fire: Masterlist

Author: vyduan Pairing: Kim Seokjin | Reader Genre: soulmate touch AU, slow burn, strangers to lovers, smut, idol au, angst Word Count: ~24.1k Rating: Explicit, 18+ Warnings: swearing, legal consumption of alcohol, light mentions of Ehlers-Danos Syndrome, light mentions of disability in general, eventual smut

Summary: What happens when you find your soulmate accidentally at a gala and he’s international superstar Kim Seokjin of BTS and you are both engaged to other people? Or the soulmate touch AU that no one asked for but I absolutely had to write. 

Notes: I went on a tear of reading soulmate touch AUs recently (where once you touch, your soulmate’s touch replaces food) and I’m indebted to the intricate worlds created by @bagelswrites and their fic “Love at First Touch,” “Turbulence” by @fallencairns, and “Trip No Further” by new bestie @matchstick6812​. 

Soul on Fire Masterlist [IN PROGRESS]: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | AO3 For more of my fics, here is my Masterlist.

oh, little red | yoonmin

➛pairing: yoongi x reader x jimin ➛genre: red riding hood au, wolf au, hybrid au?, smut ➛words: 13.3k+ ➛rating: nsfw ➛warnings: smut! explicit sexual content: knotting, sloppy seconds, oral (receiving), fingering, cumplay, impregnation kink, cum kink?, bondage (…of sorts), blowjobs, threesome, uh unrealistic sex? i mean, copious amounts of cum– and I mean a lot, big ol’ massive creampies, its like bukkake in MC’s puh, multiple orgasms, dirty talk, slight degradation, does this count as public sex? there’s a forest – also some parts sound like implied vore but its not I promise thanks @cinnaminsvga ➛notes: for @yminie, happy birthday roshel!!! i am so sorry its so late!!! may we all sink into the seventh layer of hell together !!

You knew they warned you about that path for a reason, you knew you shouldn’t take it as a shortcut. You knew, but you were running late, and you did it anyway. Oh, little red, just what have you gotten yourself into?

↼posted; 28.06.2018

↼masterlist  || ao3 (click me! if read more doesn’t work)

“y/n! Hey, stop running!”

Squinting, you stop your slow amble down the road and turn in the direction of the voice that had just echoed across the street. Namjoon, your friend who happened to work in the ice cream parlour you’d just halted next to, sent a dirty glare towards the person currently running your way. You couldn’t remember what your friend had done to get himself banned from the store, but either way if he was coming over to walk in there he wasn’t going to have a fun time.

Seokjin slowed to a halt before you, panting slightly from his brief jog. “Ugh,” he moaned, “What a fuckin workout.”

“You…” the urge to slam your face into your palm rising strongly within you, you took a deep breath and snorted instead. “You’re right, you worked so hard. The thirty metres you just jogged like an old man reclaiming his health must have been exhausting.”

Seokjin straightened, glaring at you through light blond strands that had fallen across his forehead during his trip over. You tried not to laugh as his hands found his hips and his back straightened.

“It was,” he sniffed. “Plus, I wouldn’t have had to run if you didn’t speedwalk off every time you finish your shift—we finish at the same time! We could go and get kebabs or something!”

“Ew,” you said, grinning at the offended face he pulled not even a split second after the word left your mouth. “I’m kidding. But anyway, you’re never out on time! You finish at three but don’t leave until quarter to four most days!”

“Be that as it may,” Seokjin began, cocking his hip as he nailed you with a pointed look. “You’re a rude ass for never waiting for me like a good friend.”

Your long Thursday shifts at the high end male clothing store in the local mall usually left you pretty exhausted and unwilling to socialise, but luckily for Seokjin he was funny to talk to— he could stay. He was on thin fucking ice though.

The town— village, really— in which you lived, while a decent size, honestly wasn’t that big. You would think then, that you wouldn’t have to deal with that many people when you worked in the mall. Whoever proposed such a thing would be sorely mistaken, however. A surprising amount of people frequented the mall during the day, and for some reason Thursdays were always the busiest.

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“Forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head.”

— Unknown

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………..if this hits 500 then it’s urs🥴