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☃︎𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍☃︎

“let’s have our own little winter adventures” you say smiling brightly at Taehyung, he gave you his signature boxy smile. His bed hair making him look so gentle and cuddly, you’ve loved staying in bed with Taehyung all morning but now you were restless and the freshly fallen snow is awaiting for your arrival.

“as long as I’m with you honey, I’ll go anywhere,” he says in a raspy voice. You smile and tap his chest at his corniness, he can be really cute when he wanted to be sometimes.

“mmmm can we go ice skating?” you ask.

“yes” he nods.

“hmmm, can we goooo make gingerbread cookies?” you challenge. He chuckles and pulls you in closer for a kiss, “yes, of course we can” he replies.

“what about making snow angels?” smiling Taehyung looks into your eyes and leans in again despite both of your morning breaths. He would always say no amount of any smell, person, place, or thing can prevent him from giving you morning kisses.

“any” he presses your lips together.

“where” he says and kisses you for the third time in the span of ten minutes.

“i love you Kim Taehyung” you smile pressing your forehead against his. He lets out a deep throaty laugh, his morning voice still prominent as ever.

“yeah? how much do you love me babygirl?” he asks a common tradition between the two of you.

“more than jingle bells and snow angels” you joke, he smiles widely.

“wow that’s an awful lot of love sweetheart.”

“mhmm I know. How much do you love me Tae?” you ask already knowing the answer, Taehyung smirks forehead still on yours. It was such a serene moment your heart was swelling bigger than the grinch after he had learned of what love is.

he looks up at you, deep pools of chocolate eyes lightened by the sun's rays which were seeping through the curtains. “I love you more than this life itself”

if anyone wants to read the actual tweet from op, go here. theres too many twt accs drawing their own conclusion and connecting their own dots. and fake anonymous accs/impersonating op are popping up every second. pls beware there are mentions of events of sexual assault

Reasons Wretched and Divine (Pt. 7)

(Hybrid au) (YoonMinJoon x Reader) (Mafia au) 

Summary: After years of abuse, you’ve all finally found each other. But for one of you- the fear still lingers, hidden in the shadows. Yoongi doesn’t want much, just a few more weeks, but he only has until the end of the summer. 

Parings: Snake hybrid! Yoongi x Dog hybrid! Jimin x Dog hybrid! Namjoon x Pregnant! Reader, Platonic Vmin, allusions to 2seok, 

Genre: Hybrid au, Polyamory au, Hurt/Comfort, Recovery, Pregnancy, Mafia au

Tags:  Domestic abuse, references to sexual abuse- and choosing to have sex even though you’ve been through sa, physical abuse, polyamory negotiations, Post-traumatic stress disorder, mute characters, brief gore at the end, pregnant m/c, frottage, marking kink, fingering, oral f. receiving, Voyeurism, exhibitionism, implied death but dont worry I do not write MCD!!!!

A/n: just for posterity’s sake! i was drunk when i posted this! enjoy! full gangbang comes in (y/n) next chapter! (oh god im going to hell).

W/c: 10.5k

Song Rec: Like Real People do ~ Hozier

~ Series Masterlist ~

2 Years Earlier

-  If Jeon Jungkook where so esoterically inclined, he would write a book on how he had become the most dangerous man in the underworld. It would be a short book though; because Jungkook had only 2 rules for himself. The first was to always get up after he’d been hit during a fight (even if it took him a second) and the second was to know when to mind his own business. 

- Jungkook was always able to get up after being hit, Even when he’d been a street kid, with not a penny to his name and a whole lot of anger in his mouth. ready to spit vitriol at anyone who would pause and listen. He’d always been able to get up. The pain giving him a kind of sick clarity that he eventually sought out instead of tried to escape. Jungkook could never think as clearly as he did during a fight; or when he was in pain. And that was probably because of his father. 

- But whatever. That man was 6 feet under along with his mother. He didn’t have a lot of time or energy to put into dealing with that trauma. Most of his energy went into staying alive. Even now- when living and surviving teetered on the same edge. Jungkook had more pressing matters to tend to than dealing with his own fragile mind. 

- The way he would get up and hop around for a second to soak in the clarity after being hit during a scuffle was one of the reasons why he’d been given his street name: The Playboy Bunny; further set in stone with his tattoo of the same moniker under his left eye. A cheekbone he’d tap and say “you want to hit me? why don’t you try your luck and see how well it turns out for you.” 

- He was doing reconnaissance, checking up on the leader of another gang. Sneaking around the back alley with his hood up and his glasses on- disguising his black eye that was sure to get more than a few looks from passers-by. The ears of the playboy bunny tattoo peeking out over the top of his mask. 

- He keeps his eyes on the crowd waiting for some sort of handoff- to see anything at all. But he’d lost his target through the crowd and has no drive to find them in the dizzying rush of people and umbrellas. Not yet. Not when the hum of addiction lurks in his veins. 

- Jungkook pauses, lighting a cigarette, when a commotion to the side, hidden around a corner- blurs his concentration- the world snapping back into focus when he sinks his fingernails into his palm. Terse voices. A couple fighting in the alleyway perpendicular to his. 

- Minding his own business was a particular skill of his- it took one kind of person to know when to step in, and another to know which problems weren’t worth the headache. And unless it involved the acquisition money or some step therein, it wasn’t a problem worth getting into in Jungkook’s opinion.

- But Jungkook can’t stop his ears from hearing snippets of conversation, a low and angry male voice. The sound of a smack. “You just had to embarrass me like that, didn’t you? First, you come out dressed like a slob and then you act like a fucking whore- I swear if I see you give eyes to another man this week I’ll beat you five ways to Sunday”

- The sound of a soft female voice, so quiet- almost indistinguishable from the pouring rain, “I wasn’t-” another smack.

- Jungkook has been hit so many times he knows the sound of it, the ragged gasp the woman lets out, also quite- like even the pain takes up too much space. 

- His body starts to move before his mind thinks it through as he gives up position in favor of investigating the noise. There he sees it, ivy growing up the wall next to the back exit of some restaurant. A woman, small crouching in front of a grotesque man. A baggy coat buttoned tight around her small form. hair swept back in a tight bun. Red lipstick smudged. Though you check your hands and think its blood for a moment before you remember you’re wearing it. 

- Jungkook waits for a moment before he watches you stand on shaky legs. you get up. 

- The rest of the underworld might be old grudges and blood feuds but Jungkook was only here to be a businessman. He didn’t have time for ego and arrogance, let alone time for altruism… 

- Usually. 

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it’s truly disgusting to see that people are still defending and/or supporting woojin after him being accused of sexually assault by many victims.

in my perspective, woojin’s apology was so insincere. first of all, he called the accusations “weird rumours”. woojin, those are not just some rumours, those are serious claims which should not be taken lightly. the fact he called them “rumours” was a red flag to me. second point, he claimed he had never met this person or had been to that place when the victim never revealed themselves nor revealed where it took place. he was so quick to defend himself, he never realised that the information was never released. last but not least, he promoted himself and said he was preparing for his activities soon. the audacity he has to promote his music while trying to “apologise” to his victims. his company might release a statement regarding these accusations.

now i know this happened recently, but i believe in being on the victims’ side. this could be the “personal reasons” behind woojin’s departure and jyp not disclosing his reasons of doing so. its not easy for victims to come out and share their stories.

what we are going to do is to not drag skz into this as they have no involvement whatsoever. this is not an excuse to hate the boys because of someone else’s wrongdoings. we are standing by skz and supporting their release of in life. remember, skz are now 8 members.

if you are a victim or know someone who’s a victim of sexual violence, don’t hesitate to file a report, tell someone you trust or contact RAINN - they help victims of sexual violence. if you cannot contact RAINN you can contact your country’s hotline.

if you still support/defend woojin, please unfollow me. by supporting/defending woojin, you are enabling sexual assault, sexual harassment, and possibly prositution.

Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, asexual, transgender or a supporter.

This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.

☃︎𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍☃︎

“let’s have our own little winter adventures” you say smiling brightly at Taehyung, he gave you his signature boxy smile. His bed hair making him look so gentle and cuddly, you’ve loved staying in bed with Taehyung all morning but now you were restless and the freshly fallen snow is awaiting for your arrival.

“as long as I’m with you honey, I’ll go anywhere,” he says in a raspy voice. You smile and tap his chest at his corniness, he can be really cute when he wanted to be sometimes.

“mmmm can we go ice skating?” you ask.

“yes” he nods.

“hmmm, can we goooo make gingerbread cookies?” you challenge. He chuckles and pulls you in closer for a kiss, “yes, of course we can” he replies.

“what about making snow angels?” smiling Taehyung looks into your eyes and leans in again despite both of your morning breaths. He would always say no amount of any smell, person, place, or thing can prevent him from giving you morning kisses.

“any” he presses your lips together.

“where” he says and kisses you for the third time in the span of ten minutes.

“i love you Kim Taehyung” you smile pressing your forehead against his. He lets out a deep throaty laugh, his morning voice still prominent as ever.

“yeah? how much do you love me babygirl?” he asks a common tradition between the two of you.

“more than jingle bells and snow angels” you joke, he smiles widely.

“wow that’s an awful lot of love sweetheart.”

“mhmm I know. How much do you love me Tae?” you ask already knowing the answer, Taehyung smirks forehead still on yours. It was such a serene moment your heart was swelling bigger than the grinch after he had learned of what love is.

he looks up at you, deep pools of chocolate eyes lightened by the sun's rays which were seeping through the curtains. “I love you more than this life itself”