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Super ARMY

Imagine pocket-sized you trying to jump up to hit the little wooden block hanging over your head. Seokjin got bored and actually created a little Mario obstacle course for you and had you run through it like his own little Mario character. He got really into it, commanding you go faster which made you wonder how you even got caught up in this.

 You had to jump a couple times because he made it a little too high for you. Finally you punched the box, quite irritably. But instead of Seokjin’s chocolate coins he was ready to drop in front of you, the box truly exploded and a mushroom came out of it. You looked up at Seokjin and he raised his eyebrows too, curious about the item. You picked up the mushroom.

An idea popped into your head, if this was a mushroom in a Mario game… Before Seokjin could nag you about eating things you don’t know where it came from (as if he was the one to talk, he drank random water from a mountain in Norway), you took a giant munch on the mushroom. You two stared at each other for a while before you felt yourself lengthening, growing. You were human-sized, and then you surpassed him. You grew taller than the building and your usual high-pitched laughter turned into a hearty cackle as your size broke through every wall and floor of the building…

Now it was Seokjin’s turn. You had him run all over Seoul, watching him turn at every corner he could find to get away from you but you could always see him. You threw your head back in laughter as you watched him sad attempt to flee from you…

Seokjin turned his head at the sound of high-pitched squeaking. He turned his head to see you all snuggled in his scarf, cackling at some dream of yours. He chuckled at the sight, wondering what silly dream you could be having right now.

A Couple of KimDaily

Imagine pocket-sized you tilting your mouth to the side as you looked in the mirror.  Namjoon has taken it upon himself to dress you this morning, calling it his KimDaily Project. Luckily, pocket-sized clothes were limited to the choices in your closet, but that didn’t stop him from being creative about mix-and-matching your ensemble into something you’ve never thought of putting together.

He had you dress in your multi-color striped leggings and a red t-shirt with denim shorts overalls over it. He topped you off with a red fisherman’s hat. You looked at the mirror from yourself to the dimpled man’s expectant face. You sighed, thanking him for choosing your clothes today.

He told you that he wasn’t done, which made your eyes widen like the size of golf balls. You didn’t know what else he could do with this. He left you standing there, telling you to wait patiently.

In a few minutes, he emerged from his room, wearing long multi-colored socks, a red t-shirt with denim overalls over it, a red fisherman’s hat.

Your lips twitched a smile when he blushed and explained that it took him a while to find clothes you owned that were similar to his. He needed an ensemble that wasn’t exactly normally matched, in case there were other people who would dress the same. Now you two exclusively match, like couples.

What’s a Kiss? | Hoseok

Summary line: Childhood!Hoseok explores the meaning of a kiss with you

You were five years-old swinging arms with five year-old Hoseok. Hoseok’s parents had given five bucks to each of you to take out Hoseok’s dog, Mickey, to the backyard to let it go to the bathroom. You two have been standing around, just watching Mickey run around, chasing birds.

“Hey, Y/N?” Hoseok spoke up. You realized that Hoseok can’t go 3 minutes without coming up with something.

“Yes, Hoseok?”

“Do you know what a kiss is?” you tilted your head with a little pout as you thought about it.

“I think Peter Pan talked about one before. Why?”

“I heard it from Peter Pan too. Apparently it’s something someone gives to someone close to them. I was thinking, since you are my closest friend, I wanted to give one to you. But I don’t know where to get them.”

“You’re my closest friend too. I should give you one too. Let’s ask our mommy and daddy. I bet they know.”

“Okay. You ask your mommy and daddy, and I’ll ask mine. And when we get it, we’ll give it together, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Do you promise, Y/N?” Hoseok stopped and turned to you, sticking out his pinkie.

“I promise.” you curled your pinkie around his.

“Y/N!” you looked up from your hands in your lap to see Hoseok running over to you with a bright and dimpled smile.

“Why is your face red?” you sucked in your lips and put your head down even lower.

“I can give you a kiss now!” Hoseok yelled excitedly.

“I-I can too…” you stuttered.

“Y/N…” Hoseok bent down to look at you with a pout, “Do you not want to give me a kiss?”

You frowned at your friend’s pout, “No, I do.”

“Good. Here’s mine to you.” Hoseok leaned in and grabbed your hand.

He dropped a thimble in your hand. You just stared at it.

“Do you like it? My mommy dug her sewing box to find the best kiss for you!”

“I-I love it, your mommy worked hard. Thank you Hoseok.” It would seem that Hoseok’s parents told him about a different kiss than what yours told you.

“So where’s mine?”

“Uh…um…I left it at home.” Hoseok looked up behind you. You were sitting on the front steps of your home.

“So go get it.” you looked up and slowly nodded, holding the thimble tightly in your hand. You had Hoseok stay out while you went inside.

“Mommy! Where’s your sewing box?”

You sprinted down the sidewalk. It’s been years since you two exchanged thimbles, Hoseok went off to not just be your sunshine, but the whole world’s sunshine. He’s finally been able to spare a day to visit his childhood friend.

“Y/N!” Hoseok screamed with delight as he took his friend in with open arms. You smiled widely. It’s been years since you’ve seen him in person, hear him talk directly to you

“I missed you so much, Hoseok.” you sighed into his arms.

“I know you did.” Hoseok winked. You scrunched your face and wanted to push him away, but he held tighter to you, “I missed you too. I’ve wanted to see you for a long time now, but – “

“Yeah, I know, you’re a busy now, Mr. Sunshine Hobi.” you teased him and poked his nose. He rubbed his nose and laughed weakly, trying to get back to the point, “I missed you, Y/N. A lot.”

“Well, seven years is a long time.”

“It is. And, well, I think it’s time I told you something.”

“Hmm? What’s that?” you asked, starting to walk down the street with him to the local boba shop, but he reached out for your arm, stopping you.

“I realized that I’ve only ever given you a thimble.”

“H-Hoseok.”

“Even though I know what a kiss is now, and it’s NOT a thimble, I…I still want to give you one.” you gulped as Hoseok stepped closer to you, “And I bet with my life that this one will be better than anything I could have given you when I was five.” He brought his hand up to your cheek and pulled you in as he leaned in too. Your lips were slightly parted as they touched. It was light and sweet.

Hoseok intended for this to be quick, but the moment your lips met, he knew he didn’t want it to be short. He wrapped his arm around your waist, extending the kiss longer and pressing firmly against you, even bringing his tongue to meet yours in your mouth.

They finally drew apart, breaths quick and uneven.

“I gotta tell you, I actually knew what a kiss was when you gave me the thimble.” you confessed.

“What?! Then why didn’t you give me one? You didn’t want to?”

“I did, but you gave me a thimble! I couldn’t give you a kiss after that!” Hoseok’s hand on your cheek moved further to the back of your head, pulling your head forward to touch his forehead. (bless anyone’s chance to touch his forehead!)

"Then I think it’s only fair that you owe me two.”

#ProtectionSquadPost-Its

Inspired by all the bts protection squads on this blog!

Imagine pocket-sized you rushing and even almost tripping on your little feet around the dorm, carrying a rolled up post-it almost as big as you. In a couple days, the boys are flying out again to do another concert for their Epilogue Tour. You decided you were going to use this time to show your love to them before they leave you alone in the dorm again.

Every single day, for the past week, you’ve left little love note post-its for each member on different days. You still had another week ahead of you to go.

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To Hell and Back pt.3 | Jungkook

Greek mythology!bts / demigod!bts

Inspired by @kimnomster‘s fanart here, here, here, and here

Summary line: Jungkook will literally go to hell and back for you

Parts 2

It didn’t take long to travel to the Asphodel Meadows, and the biggest tree wasn’t hard to find. The only problem was when Hoseok opened up the trunk to reveal you.

“Where am I? Who are you? Who am I?” You had forgotten who you were, you forgot who Jungkook was. Jungkook jaw dropped slightly. He pulled you out of the trunk and into his arms, “Y/N. I’m Jungkook.” When he saw that you weren’t very responsive to your name or his, he glared at Hoseok, “Why doesn’t she remember anything?”

“Anyone who lives in the Asphodel Meadows must first drink from the River of Lethe. I didn’t give her any though; she’s not a permanent resident here. It must be this tree,” Hoseok touched the trunk, “This tree’s sustenance is the River of Lethe. It’s humid inside this trunk. The moisture must have gotten to her.

“Jungkook.” Taehyung stretched his hand out to deliver Jungkook the jug of ambrosia liquid. Jungkook quickly uncorked it and held it over your lips. You weakly tried to push away the jug, unsure if you should drink it. Who was this man with blood stained skin and armor? His body said warrior, his aura spilled wrath, and the only contradicting element to this person was the desperation in his eyes of having a lost lover.

“Please, Y/N. This will make you strong again.” Jungkook cooed and you finally gave in. When you had had your fill, your strength was recovered, but not your memories.

“Take her to the River of Mnemosyne to recover her memories.” Hoseok said. Jungkook carried you despite your quivering protests for the stranger to let go of you.

“I will never let go of you, Y/N. Save your breath.” Jungkook whispered harshly at you. He wasn’t mad at you, but this whole ordeal has been very frustrating for him. Namjoon sang in your ear, which helped you to relax in Jungkook’s arms, making the trip to the River of Mnemosyne a lot easier.

Jungkook sat down on the floor and set you down on his lap. He quickly took the sheath of his sword, ready to fill it up with the river beside him.

Taehyung and Namjoon were celebrating a little prematurely, dancing and singing quietly on the side so they wouldn’t draw much attention. But as luck would have it, Namjoon accidentally knocked into a soul who fell into the river.

“Oh my Zeus, I’m so sorry, sir!” Namjoon gasped as the man came out sputtering. He shook his head and climbed out of the water and rubbed the water out from his eyes. Jungkook was the first man he saw.

“You! You were the one who killed me and my men! The battle would have been ours if it wasn’t for your interference. You killed everyone on the battlefield!” The man exclaimed, the latent fury rising above again.

“No, your enemies were preparing seven catapults. You had more men but you had no resources on your side. If you attempted to find resources and build your own while letting your men face unnecessary battle, the outcome would have been the same, just long after I can end it.” Jungkook said without looking, unconcerned about the soul who now paid attention to him.

“You arrogant demigod. I will kill you!” The man took up Jungkook’s abandoned sword. Jungkook quickly emptied the sheath of the river’s liquid to hold off the sword. He was so close to helping you regain your memories. Jungkook’s teeth clenched at this extremely inconvenient disturbance.

Jungkook reached behind him for the shield on his back and brought it forward to hit the man on the head. The man stumbled backwards and looked up to see Jungkook already in position, ready for the fight. The man hollered as he ran towards Jungkook again with the sword up in the air. He attempted to strike Jungkook but Jungkook swung his shield to dodge the sword as well as push it away so he could punch the man.

“Quick, do something!” Taehyung yelled at Hoseok.

“I cannot interfere with the soul’s actions.” Hoseok shook his head. Taehyung watched helplessly as his friend continued to fight with the man of vengeful spirt. Despite Jungkook being much stronger, agile, and better fighter, vengeance was a strong motivator for the man to keep going.

Taehyung took the edge of his cloak and dipped it into the river.

“Y/N, please open up. This will help you remember who you are.” You looked at Taehyung and then at Jungkook. You hesitantly opened your mouth and let the drops of river fall into your mouth.

At that moment, everything came back to you.

The way Jimin’s eyes uncharacteristically lit up like flashes of lightning, the dirt sign you drew quickly before the inevitable, and the next thing you knew, you were cocooned in a tree trunk with the air cold. But the humidity was strong, so strong that you slowly slipped into weakness, confusion and forgetfulness until there was absolutely nothing.

None of that mattered at this moment though. What mattered was that the love of your life was fighting off a vengeful spirit.

The battle was quickly drawing attention. Namjoon’s music could only hold off the souls from the breaking point to join in, but waves of vengeance were rolling off of the crowd, creating a bigger crowd at every second the feelings of vengeance would influence souls in passing.

You looked beyond to see the River of Lethe across the way. You scrambled over there, passing by the crowd of souls who ignored you, despite Taehyung’s request to stay put. You reached around your neck for your pendant’s knot. The large pendant was the shape of a circular, concave shield. You scooped up some of the river into the back of your pendant and stood standby the fight. You waited for the perfect opportunity where Jungkook saw you and forced the man to go backwards, closer to you.

At the opportune moment, it was if you two had previously planned it. Jungkook lunged forward and held the man’s wrist, locking it. He sheathed the sword as you wrapped your arm around the man’s neck, putting him into a headlock. Jungkook grabbed the man’s jaw to open it and you forced the man to drink the water from the river.

The man’s muscles grew slack and his eyes glazed over. The two of you let go of him. Jungkook quickly pulled you behind him and kept his shield up as he handed you his sword and sheath. Namjoon was now back in control of the crowd, having everyone slowly go back into their ways.

“I can’t believe Jimin had the audacity to kidnap you. What was his point, anyway?” Seokjin shook his head as he hammered iron into shape. Jungkook had brought you to the home of his blacksmith, Seokjin. He was the son of Hephaestus and Aphrodite. It was quite obvious to everyone that he took after Aphrodite; it was almost suspicious if he was Hephaestus’ son at all. But with his natural potential in craftsmanship at a young age, Hephaestus was willing to compromise as long as Seokjin would learn the art of blacksmith by his side. As the son of Ares, Jungkook grew close with this beautiful blacksmith. He was a kind and humble man, except for when it was about his beauty.

Seokjin immediately settled you both down. In 10 minutes, Jungkook’s armor and weapons were clean. You had a blanket wrapped around you and hot soup in front of you. Jungkook stood in front of Seokjin’s forge, where there was the never-ending fire.

“No idea. I thought he was completely over the fact that Y/N chose me. I’m going to kill him, and then I’m going to ask him.” Jungkook tightened his fist.

“No, Jungkook. This wasn’t Jimin’s doing.” Everyone looked at you and Jungkook walked over to sit down beside you.

“What do you mean it wasn’t him? Then why’d you draw half a caduceus?”

“That was to tell you who took me, but it wasn’t his fault. He was under the influence.”

“Of who?” Jungkook’s blood began to boil. He was already mad at Jimin in the first place. Now that he knew his anger may be misdirected, he was even angrier. Jimin wasn’t exactly his close friend ever since Y/N chose him over Jimin, but at least Jimin remained on civil terms that were borderline friendly. It wasn’t fair that Jimin was used like this.

“Zeus.” You sighed, looking at your soup. You recalled those flashes of lightning in Jimin’s eyes once more.

“Your father? What is he doing, telling people to kidnap his daughter?” Taehyung asked.

“There’s been talk in Olympus that Zeus and Hera’s home has been thundering. They’ve been fighting but no one really knows why.” Seokjin said as his eyes were trained on the yellow-hot metal.

“With Hera, it’s always going to be about Zeus’ infidelity. But why bring this up now? You’ve been claimed by him since day one.” Namjoon shrugged. He strummed along to the beat of Seokjin’s hammer strikes on the metal, earning a friendly grin from the beautiful man with course hands.

“Y/N…who’s your mother?” Jungkook asked you. You glanced up at Jungkook and then back to your bowl, not that you were really trying to avoid his gaze.

“I don’t think my mother is who she says she is, and I have an idea of who my mother might be, I just don’t want to jump to conclusions just yet. I think my mother is Metis. Athena is Zeus’ favorite daughter, it’s already a sting to Hera that it was not a son or daughter born from her. Chalk up another offspring to Metis on Zeus’ scoreboard, Hera’s probably not having any of this again. 

“Zeus can’t outwardly do anything to help me, since everything is still speculation. It’s possible that he chose Jimin to hide me because he is the son of Hermes. He would have ways to close Argos eyes, and since he’s a psychopomp who travels the whole world to guide the dead into the underworld, it’s not suspicious that he visits the underworld often. The exact person Hera wants dead; it’s unimaginable to hide the person she wants dead at the exact place that holds dead people.” You looked up to see Jungkook’s jaw jumping. 

He was tired of this. It’s been over 72 hours since he’s shed any blood. All he needed now was revenge on the person who took you away from him, whoever it was. The one who took you away from him, held you hostage in the underworld, the one who forced him to use his connections to travel down to the underworld and back, and the instigator of his secret heartbreak when you couldn’t recognize him.

Seokjin finally dipped the metal in cold water, breaking the silence with a loud hiss from the cooling metal. He wiped it down and handed Jungkook a new sharp sword.

“I’m done talking. I’m going to get to the bottom of this. Starting with Jimin.”

A/N: Don’t think Seokjin’s mother as Aphrodite is a surprise, or the fact that Hephaestus may or may not be his son, but how about the fact that he’s a blacksmith though?! How will Jungkook ever settle a battle that’s not even in his power or place to fight? Anyways, enjoy! Last member to reveal themselves is the one and only Jimin!

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First Sight | Taehyung

Summary line: The first person you see when you open your eyes

“Y/N, you can open your eyes now, what are you doing?” Your friend laughed at you as your eyes stayed tightly shut.

“I don’t want to open them.”

“Why not?”

“…Well…because, I don’t want to open them and see that no one is there.” You and your friends were playing around and they had you spin in circles in the middle of a circle, surrounded by guys. Whoever is in front of you, you will have to kiss. God knows why they chose you, their shyest friend yet, or maybe you were just shy because most of these were new friends, and some were friends of friends, so obviously you didn’t know them.

“Y/N, would we really do that to you?” the closet friend you had at that place asked you. Well, she did leave you at a party once, why wouldn’t she humiliate you? You really didn’t know why you decided to trust these people. The night has been okay thus far, but you really couldn’t face humiliation well and you couldn’t say no to anyone. If this won’t go the way it’s supposed to with nice and friendly people, you will probably not leave your room for another 10 years or something.

“W-what if I stopped and everyone purposefully split away from my sight?” You honestly expressed yourself, as awkward as you were. You stuck your arms out and wanted to split your hands away from each other like you were parting the Red Sea. But the moment you outstretched your arm, you hit skin, something a little moist.

You gasped and withdrew your hand to cover your mouth and you heard a deep, “Ow!” You stayed in shock and didn’t move for a bit while you heard your friends breaking down in laughter. You turned red, you weren’t sure whether it was because people were laughing at you, you hit someone, or the fact that there really was someone in front of you, and you knew that voice.

“Well now you know. Can you open your eyes now?” That same voice that yelled “Ow” groaned as he told you to open your eyes.

You gulped, still nervous.

“I promise you he’s good looking, Y/N.” your friend giggled.

There really was no way out of this now. Your eyes fluttered open as you looked at the guy in front of you still rubbing his eye.

Taehyung had both eyes squinted shut as he rubbed his left, but he peeked open the other to see that you’ve finally opened your eyes. He gave a tilted grin, “Nice to see you. You must forgive my lack of ability to see with both eyes right now. Some silly girl thought she wasn’t good enough for guys to fight for this spot for a kiss.” You bit the inside of your cheek.

“I’m sorry, Taehyung.”

“I’m okay. Now come here.” Taehyung stopped rubbing his eye and opened it, letting you see that the white of his eye had started to turn a little pink from his rubbing.

You stepped forward and put your thumb over his eye, “I’m sorry.”

“I said I’m okay.” He reassured you. You tiptoed and gave him a kiss on his eyelid and was a little more nervous, but you moved down to kiss him fair and square.

“Now I’m really okay.” Taehyung gave you a full box grin. You looked down and blushed and looked over to your friend who gave you an approving thumbs-up and head nod.

A/N: Ahhhh I don’t know what I’m doing. I was just thinking, if I had my eyes closed and threw my hands out, who would most likely be silly and not move away.