[7:27 P.m.] And Down He Went Again. Its Not Like He Meant To Crash, Nor Has He Ever, Actually, Its Just

[7:27 p.m.] And down he went again. It’s not like he meant to crash, nor has he ever, actually, it’s just you always manage to distract him. Donghyuck’s bike rides used to be quite tame until you moved in a few houses away from him in his little culdesac neighborhood. The first time just happened to be towards the end of his ride that morning you arrived. He was significantly tired, especially after spending the entire day with Jisung and Jaemin, and riding the 14 blocks to and from Jaemin’s house.

Out of breath, thin layer of perspiration gleaming on his skin in the bright sunlight and he could finally make out the silhouette of his house when he just happened to glance upon your form. You were doing the most mundane of tasks, hefting a box up from the trunk of your parents’ car to take to your new room when he locked eyes with you. You’d only held his gaze for a second before you turned away with a smile, but it was enough to send Hyuck into a trance. Before he knew it, he was laying on his back staring up at the clouds, his bike strewn across the neighbors yard, front wheel still spinning. He hadn’t even noticed the garbage can in his path, promptly sending him to the ground. Luckily, you’d been inside so he didn’t have to go through the embarrassment of that being your first encounter. Unfortunately, it was a miserable foreshadow to your actual first real encounter with Donghyuck.

It started out like any other day; Hyuck went over to Jaemin’s to play video games for a while, told Jaemin’s mom they were studying even though she knew better, and before 6, he made his way home. That’s when he saw you sitting on your front steps, holding your head in your hands. The closer he got, he realized you were crying. Lost in the moment, Donghyuck once again was not paying attention to his bike path, when he managed to hit your mailbox, and plummeted to the ground. Only this time, it was right in front of you... and in your front yard.

The crying promptly came to a halt and he was pulled back to reality when your face came into view just inches from his.

“Oh my god, are you okay?” He could see the concern in your features, but then he noticed the quirk of your lip and the lilt to your words and realized you were trying incredibly hard not to laugh at him, which he greatly appreciated. His cheeks quickly flushed a deep shade of scarlet as he composed himself, bringing himself up and running a hand through his disheveled hair.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. I meant to do that.” Not sure why he chose this route to play it off, he’s quick to try and rewind but you beat him to the punch.

“You meant to crash into my mailbox? That’s quite the way to introduce yourself, I’ll give you points for creativity.” Your giggle sounded like the sweetest of melodies to his ears and suddenly he wasn’t embarrassed anymore. He’d do anything to hear you laugh again, no matter the personal cost. Dignity? He could live without it.

“Name’s Donghyuck, and you are?” You reached out to clasp his hand in yours, the light shake reverberating through every nerve in your body.

“Y/N.” And the rest is history.

Suddenly, Donghyuck was showing up in your yard all the time, most of the time flying from his bike and on rare occasions, coming over on purpose. You couldn’t lie though, watching him get flustered enough at the sight of you to send him barreling into your yard was a treat in its own. Not only did it mean you could talk to him, but you could also play nurse and take care of any ‘injuries.’ And that made Hyuck happy too, seeing you get all worried and protective over him. Was he doing it on purpose now, or was he still that clumsy, he’d never tell. And thus leads us to right now.

He really didn’t mean to run into the new fence your dad put up, but seeing you in that cute little yellow sundress watering your plants on the front porch as the sun went down was just too much for his brain to process. You couldn’t miss the scene even if you wanted to; with a loud crash, Donghyuck was suddenly laying in your mom’s flower bed, covered in dirt and groaning in pain. Faster than you thought you could go, you’re kneeling by his side, leaning over his disheveled form checking him all over for any serious injuries.

“Hyuck, are you okay?” Your words were rushed and laced with worry, but a thought popped into Hyuck’s head as he watched your mesmerizing eyes roam over his form. Reaching a hand to clutch his chest, he starts inhaling and exhaling irregularly, trying to avoid the huge grin that wants to plaster onto his face.

“Can’t breathe...need CPR...” he gasps, covering his eyes with his arm, sneaking a peek at you as your face lights up, sly grin working it’s way onto your lips.

“Well, I’m not certified, but I can go get my dad if you-“

“No!” He says, quickly sitting up and brushing the dirt off his shirt. A small giggle escapes your lips, causing Hyuck to look back at you, red tinting his cheeks when he sees the fond smile on your face, the way your eyes find his and sparkle with the setting sun.

“Hyuck, if you wanted to kiss me, all you had to do was ask.” And before he can even process what you said let alone form his own coherent response, your lips are against his, soft and warm, and he forgets all about his bike.

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BTS Burlesque!AU

Waitress/Dancer!Reader

“I never thought in a million years I’d find a home here. It’s everything I could have dreamed of: dancing, singing, good times, and great friends. We’re a family.”

Typical trope small town good girl Y/N finds herself in need of change. When an old friend offers a mysterious job in the big city, she can’t turn it down. Only, it’s not what she expected at all and Y/N must pull herself out of her comfort zone, let loose, and enjoy life a little! She won’t have to do it alone, though. If there’s one thing she’s good at, it’s charming others. So lace up your corset and slip on your stilettos, it’s show time!

[10:34 am] Firebender!Jungkook is watching you from the courtyard, following the curve and sway of your body as your limbs move to and fro. The water circles around you; calm and peaceful and you finally feel tranquil despite residing in such hostile territory. It’s not until you hear a rustle a distance behind you that your concentration slips along with the water.

You try not to sneer, the droplets splashing around you and soaking the edges of your clothes as he approaches. You’d only been within Fire Nation walls for a few days, but the boy had managed to pluck every single nerve within your being, not only frazzling your temper but your focus. Bending came so naturally to you, the water becoming an extension of your soul. Nothing could get in between you and your gift, that is, until Jungkook.

With a sly grin, he relishes in your sour mood, enjoying the effect he has on you. He knows, deep down in the pit of his core, that the dark eyes and harsh line of your frown are only a facade, created by the long burning hatred of his home nation. He doesn’t take much offense to it, though, he knows the Fire Nation has a terrible running streak and harsh viewpoints. He doesn’t necessarily agree with some of them, but he holds a deep and passionate loyalty for his home and people that could not be swayed easily. So, instead of trying to understand your side or sway you to his, he simply lets himself indulge in the small reactions he can elicit from you whenever he can.

You want to step back, keep your distance, but the fire that burns behind his eyes is all too entrancing whether you’d admit it or not. You allow him to approach, wrap his hands around your hips and move you. The poses are foreign to your body, being strictly fire bending poses, which draw from an entirely different entity within a bender. Despite the unnatural feeling they give you, the feeling his body close enough to yours that you can feel the heat emanating from him is enough to keep your rejections to the movements at bay. You can’t see it, but the smile that spreads across his face is one much different to the familiar smirk he usually casts in your presence.

As Water and Fire whirl as one, bending beside one another, you can’t deny you feel stronger because of his touch, and even though you try to hide it, it is entirely evident as the two of you move; in a graceful dance between opposing elements.

-Moodboards mine, pics not

ATLA!BTS AU- To Your Nation

Release Date: TBD

Warrior!Seokjin

“Okay, yeah, I can’t bend like you guys, I’m not as ‘powerful’ in that sense, but you know what I can do? 1. I can handle a katana like no-ones business 2. I can kick your ass at Pai Sho, and 3. I’m the funniest person in the room. Who’s the real asset now?”

The life of a non-bender should be pretty straightforward and breezy, right? Wrong. Seokjin grew up in a nation that looked down upon non-benders, so the minute he could, he left without turning back. Finding an unlikely home and friend in the Southern Air Temple, he learned it’s not the bending that makes you, it’s your will. Using his skill set in combat as well as popular games, Seokjin finally fits in. Now he’s given the chance to prove himself among benders, of course he’s going give it his all.

-Moodboards mine, pics not

ATLA!BTS AU- To Your Nation

Release Date: TBD

EarthKingdom!Namjoon

“Of course I’m going to do everything I can to protect my home. I’ve been searching my whole life to find a purpose and I think you guys just gave me one. Now let’s go kick some ass!”

Former trainee for the Dai Li, Namjoon believed that honor was given through loyalty and hard work. After his King betrays every belief he holds dear, Namjoon flees to the lower ring of Ba Sing Se, his whole purpose in life shattered. When an old friend reaches out in need of help to bring peace back to the four nations, Namjoon knows this is his chance at real honor, and he won’t let himself, his friends, or his nation down.

Just a few quotes by some famous INFPs that represent the INFP personality type so well. Unsurprisingly, some of the most inspirational and profound quotes and writings have come from INFPs.