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222 Followers Game

~ What You’d Be Like As An Idol ~

22 People Will Receive a Mini Reading on ONE of These Topics:

Your biggest scandal

Where you’d place on the charts

Length of stay in the lime light

Relationship with fans

Music style & evolution

Dance style & evolution

Vocal style & evolution

Partnerships, brand deals, & sponsorships

Romance

Friendships

Most known for

Most admired for

Most despised for

Things you keep hidden from the public

Things you try to keep hidden from the public that get out anyway

Philanthropy

Personality of your fans

Relationships with other celebrities

Relationship with your management & pr teams

How often you would (could) sneak away to be ‘normal’

Most common rumors about you

Most common rumors about those around you

RULES:

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The winners will be chosen randomly

I will match the winners with the reading they get (from the list above) intuitively… do not tell me which one you’d prefer

!!! YOU HAVE UNTIL MAY 5 !!! GOOD LUCK !!!

ASK GAME: CHANNELLED SONG FROM YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE

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ASK GAME: CHANNELLED SONG FROM YOUR FUTURE SPOUSE

Hi everyone!! I’m so excited for this game!! I’ll basically be channelling a song from your future spouse, along with adding 5 interesting facts about them! This is a very quick and simple ask game, so please don’t expect a lot of detail. Feel free to add any details you’d like me to know in the ask. Please check my pinned post to see if it’s still open!!

RULES

❥ Like and reblog this post AND my pinned post ❥ Must be following me ❥ Include your initials & one emoji ❥ Include the 🌻 emoji, or say “sunflower” so I know that you read the rules! ❥ Must leave feedback ❥ Anons are allowed!   

RIP to the soldiers who lost their lives

To my Indian audience please

Before. Saying things like Happy Valentine's Day everybody and doing things remember our solider's it's embarrassing that people forget that day what happened in just few years remember them in your prayers.

You can express your love to loved ones any given day but that day is black day for India.

dang this is amazing havent read something like this in a while

It was like one moment you were at home, comfortable, safe, and the next moment it was all taken away.

"Soobin?", his name comes out shakily, you risk a glance up and in his direction, trying to ignore the chaos that's become your living room, trying to not look at the people who don't belong.

"Ah-Ah-Ah...", a voice scolds you, snapping your attention away from your boyfriend, "Look at me."

Reluctantly, you obey, swallowing and feeling your insides trembling as your legs felt like they weren't going to hold you up much longer.

The male grins at you, fingering the baseball bat he held in one hand as the other ran through his hair to push it out of his eyes.

"Now, I'm asking you again...Where's the money?", he asks you.

Again, you wanted to look at Soobin. What money? Who were these guys? Why were they doing this?

"I-I don't know what you're talking about.", you tell him again, feeling the tears run silently and warm down your cheeks, you're shaken up and frustrated.

He chuckles but it's not because the situation is funny, he's getting tired of you giving the same answer.

"Do I look dumb to you?", he questions you, his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.

You couldn't help it, you looked at your boyfriend, "Soobin? Please, what is he talking about?", you plead.

"I told you-...", you gasped, flinching as you felt the wood of the bat touch your cheek to direct your attention back to the male that was questioning you, "to look at me. Not him.", he sighs, quickly losing patience.

Soobin seemed to finally snap out of it a bit as you were being threatened more seriously, the bat still resting against your cheek. "Don't touch her! Don't-Ahh!", Soobin groans in pain and all you wanted was to run to him, tell him the hurt will go away, to tell him you're okay.

One of the males had punched Soobin in the stomach after he spoke up, "Don't speak unless you want your pretty little girlfriends face messed up.", he warns him.

"Easy, Taehyun.", the male with the bat tells the one who just hit Soobin.

Taehyun, with his permanently amused eyes, like he always had a joke of his own that he was playing.

You heard your boyfriend let out a labored breath and you knew he was in pain.

Your tears were running onto the bat and he finally moved it from your cheek, throwing it to the floor unexpectedly, the noise of it clattering made you flinch. "Wha-What are...", you were struggling to speak now.

"Get her, Yeonjun.", Taehyun chuckles.

Yeonjun. The one with the bat. The one with the dark eyes that seemed to stare right through you. The one that seemed to be the leader of these four men.

Yeonjun steps closer, each of his hands going to press to the wall on each side of your head, his arms a cage to trap you in the little space with your back to the wall.

"You've got good taste, Soobin.", Yeonjun says, head tilted, looking down on you the whole time.

You had been warned to not look at your boyfriend and you were obeying, and Soobin had been warned to not fight or speak up on your behalf and it seemed he was going to obey.

This hurt you.

Soobin was taller than these men, these strangers that he must know, and he was doing nothing to try and protect you, doing nothing to try and fight for you. He stayed meek, one of them holding the collar of his shirt as he stared at the floor, too ashamed to even look up.

Feeling your lower lip quiver, a meek little noise that reminded you of a mouse left your lips as Yeonjun pressed one of his hands to your cheek, his whole hand gripping the lower half of your face, almost squishing your lips into a pout.

"Tell me...where...the...money is.", he whispers, all the while bringing his face lower to yours.

Soobin! Soobin! SOOBIN! Help me!

Your mind was screaming it.

But he never moved or made a sound, not even when Yeonjun pressed his lips to your own quivering ones.

"I-I...don't k-know. Please. Idon'tknow.", it all came out at once, the sound of your heart drumming in your ears so loud you couldn't even hear your own frightened voice.

Yeonjun scoffed and then growled, his grip on your face tightened and you whimpered. He kept his hold on you, pulling and slamming the back of your head against the wall.

Your hands were useless at your sides, making you feel like a doll, a toy, and this child was angry and going to tear you apart. You had to blink the stars from your eyes.

"I'm two men, hm?", Yeonjun breathes, "One man is very kind. I'll help old ladies cross the street. The other man is impatient. And I'm tired of playing this game. Where is the fucking money?"

The question that left his lips caused spittle to fly onto your face.

There was a click, but you were too overwhelmed to see the switchblade that Yeonjun had opened.

"I DON'T KNOW!", you plead, telling him again, you don't know what the fuck is going on.

Finally you became aware of the knife but only as you felt the blade gliding underneath the curve of your breast, snagging along the fabric of your shirt.

Yeonjun's eyes looked hungry as he traced your breasts, your chest heaving in fear, and to your shame, as the blade of the knife circled your nipple your body betrayed you, your hardened nipples showing through your shirt. The sight of you made him chuckle.

"How does it feel?", he asks in a low tone, "That big puppy of yours is doing nothing to stop this."

Your head turned away, looking at Soobin who wasn't even looking at you, his stare on the floor like all the answers were in the carpet.

"Please-Ahh!", Yeonjun groped your chest, his tongue poking out of his lips as his dark eyes stayed amused.

"OKAY! OKAY! STOP!", Soobin begged, all of you snapping your gaze to the big male.

In your mind it was too late for him to speak up now, he's already let whatever this is go too far.

"I don't have the money. Not right now.", he confesses.

Yeonjun stands up straighter but doesn't step away from you. "And? You borrowed that money six months ago." He remembers how desperate Soobin seemed and his promises to return it, Yeonjun's gang was generous but wasn't to be messed with.

Soobin finally looks up, his eyes going over your hurt and confused expression before looking to Yeonjun, "I'm trying to save up to get it back to you. But...I...bought something.", he confesses, refusing to look at you again.

This peaked Yeonjun's interest, "What did you buy?", he asks.

Soobin licks his lips, embarrassed, nervous, "A ring..."

A ring. An engagement ring. Soobin was going to propose to you after having been together these two years.

He wanted to marry you but he kept secrets from you like this? He was in debt to a gang? He wasn't going to stand up and protect you? This is the kind of man wanting to marry you.

Yeonjun couldn't help himself, he laughed, mocking, "A ring. For this little girl, no doubt."

His dark eyes scanned you again but it was your turn to stare at the floor.

"That's very sweet. A proper love story.", Yeonjun continues, "But you've really fucked up, Soobin. How do you expect to pay us?"

Again, your boyfriend was at a loss for words and it made Yeonjun sigh.

"You have one week.", he tells him.

One week.

Until what?

They come back?

They take payment another way?

How much money did he owe?

Why would he do this?

Too many questions ran through your head, you snapped out of it as you tensed up again, Yeonjun pressing his lips to the top of your head.

"This was fun.", he hums, "I'll see you soon, pretty girl."

You could feel the mocking gaze of all of them, especially Yeonjun. They all saw how meek Soobin became and how that's the man who wanted to marry you.

(I'm literally the worst. I'm sorry about lack of posts and writing. Work keeps me busy and too tired to think about posting most times.)