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Recos!!!

Over the weekend, I spent a lot of time convincing my ARMY friends to download Tumblr and read these amazing stories so we have something to gush about!

Now, there are a LOT of amazing fics and fic writers on here but lemme just list down the ones from the top of my head. Check these out!

The Most Beautiful Moment in Life Series by @bts-reveries

The Hobiverse Series by @bloomsuga

Ghosted by @bloomsuga

Red Flags by @v-hope

Tiger Flower by @v-hope

Belong by @v-hope

Maybe I Do by @chateautae

Work Out for Me by @chateautae

Made-up Love Song by @floralseokjin

Crystallised by @floralseokjin

Please Be Naked by @floralseokjin

It’s Always You by @taestefully-in-luv

Be My Baby by @kimnjss

Ego by @suga-kookiemonster

12 Days of Christmas by @justinetingball - LOL

Enjoy!!!

Suga on How BTS Stays Hungry After Conquering the World

“I do sometimes think, ‘Why did I have to spend so much time in the studio?'” says Suga

Suga on How BTS Stays Hungry After Conquering the World

“I do sometimes think, ‘Why did I have to spend so much time in the studio?’” says Suga

With his biting, confessional lyrics, technique-heavy flow that can hit Busta Rhymes-like levels of emotional intensity, extensive production and songwriting credits, and indomitable work ethic, Suga is an indispensable piece of BTS’ collective artistic soul. In April, he sat in his label’s headquarters, wearing a gray knit cap, white mask, and black parka as he spoke about his battles with depression, his songwriting process, staying hungry after conquering the world, and much more.

You had surgery late last year for a shoulder injury that I believe dates back to your trainee days. How are you feeling?

Much better. There’s still some physical therapy that I have to do, but it’s much better. And, yes, I suffered the injury in an accident when I was 20 years old and then as I continued to deteriorate, it was recommended to me that I undergo surgery. Fortunately, there was a little bit of time that I could use to have this procedure. So that’s what we did.

It’s very impressive that you’ve been doing elaborate choreography for all these years with this injury. How did you manage that? By the year before I got the surgery, I think, I was receiving treatment, injections, almost on a monthly basis. But there were times when I couldn’t lift my arms or have a full range of motion in the middle of a concert. So it wasn’t really so much about the pain. It’s more about whether I would be able to continue doing these performances. When you are actually performing, because of the adrenaline and whatever, it doesn’t really hurt. You sort of experience that the next day, that’s when you feel the pain or the discomfort or you can’t raise your arms anymore.

I love the song “First Love,” where you talk about your early infatuation with your piano and with music. The lyrics suggest that your love for music is also a source of torment; what was going on there? When I was working on “First Love,” I wanted to express a mix of different emotions, because first love is not all good things; there’s the bitter things as well. So I was talking to Mr. Bang about attaching the metaphor of first love to the first moment I came to know music. The target of the love is a piano, but it could be anything – a friend, some other entity. Then, I wanted to show the emotions you go through.

You’ve been open in your lyrics about depression and other struggles. How are you now? I’m comfortable now and feeling good, but those sorts of negative emotions come and go. So it’s almost like cold weather. It may come back in a cycle over a year, year and a half. But when I hear people say that when they listen to my music, and feel comfort and are consoled by those lyrics that express these emotions, that makes me feel very good. It’s very encouraging. I think, for anybody, these emotions are not something that need to be hidden. They need to be discussed and expressed. Whatever emotions that I may be feeling, I’m always ready to express them now, as I was before.

You’ve written many songs for BTS, many songs for yourself, and many songs for other people. What is your usual songwriting process? The process is really different for every song. Sometimes it may be a word that pops up and I build on that word, or someone could make a request for a certain way they would like a song to be developed. Oftentimes, we decide on a theme and then we sort of freely work from the larger overarching theme that we may have. But generally, when I work on a song, I create the beat first and then the melody and the rap and then finally the lyrics. That’s generally how I build them.

How is your guitar playing going? Since my shoulder got much better, I am back on the guitar. I’ve been playing other people’s songs to practice, of course, and I’m looking forward to sometime in the far future of being able to sing and play the guitar at the same time. That’s what I’m working toward.

On “Dope,” you have a great line about your youth rotting in the studio. But do you ever have regrets about that? I have no regrets about the work in the studio. Those days and that time has allowed me to have the kind of opportunities that I have now and today. So there’s no regret. But I do sometimes think, “Why did I have to spend so much time in the studio?” [laughs] Why couldn’t I have gone faster. I had that head-to-the-grindstone effort. Why couldn’t I have rested a little more or refreshed myself a little bit more? I do think about that.

You and RM and J-Hope have all these great double and triple entendres and other wordplay that can be lost on listeners who don’t speak Korean — translations can’t convey all of it. Is it frustrating that some of your foreign fans might miss certain things? When I was growing up, of course, I listened to American hip-hop and pop, and my English is not very good. So I read the lyrics and the translations of the lyrics. And obviously, what native speakers of English may consider the key lines, the key verses, the punchlines, I really couldn’t understand them because of the intricacies of the language. And, I think, that’s an unavoidable part of the language barrier. And, I think, it’s important to try to find a happy medium where people from both languages and cultures or other languages understand it. So we try to write lyrics sort of in the happy middle, that can be understood by people speaking other languages. And also, I’m studying English more and more, trying to get more familiar with it. So if we can get both Korean speakers and English speakers to understand the lyrics, that would be great. But again, that’s something I experience as well.

There’s a story that your parents didn’t like that you were rapping, that they even tore up your lyrics. How did that affect you? My parents didn’t understand rap. They are a generation apart from myself, and they never listened to rap; it wasn’t part of the music that they listened to. So it’s only natural they were against what I was doing. And, of course, being a musician is a very unstable profession as well. So I can understand perfectly why my parents were against what I was doing. But I think that motivated me or helped me work harder because there was something that I now had to prove. I had to show my parents it was possible. So it drove and motivated me to work even harder.

After all that BTS has achieved, how do you stay hungry? I’m one of those people who think that not only do people change, but people must change. But I do think it’s so important to maintain that hunger. But from the days when we were actually hungry, we set routines for ourselves, and they stay with you, even if you change as a person. I think we are still able to draw upon the things that we talked about when we were still hungry, so we can maintain that work ethic and stay hungry, even if we change and develop as people. Now, instead of hungry, I think we’re more hangry! Angry and hungry [laughs].

Oh my oh my.

대취타 by Agust D (2020) —

I'm so fine, you so fine

daily bangtan gifs ♡ [42/∞]

Same!

this. this is the post.

Yoongi during the I Need U era is underappreciated

he's after my soul FFS

© GOLDEN FILM | Do not edit. 

LOOK AT THEM DIMPLES!!! 👀👀👀

@OfficialMonstaX: [#주헌] good vibes only in London🤔

I left the teenager years far too long ago and this ☝️ is still VALID!

https://iglovequotes.net/

wHY??????

cr.

I may not be a perfect person but at least I have never yelled at an employee in a store

THANK GOD BTS RUINED ME:

This happened this week. I was standing with girls-neighbors and this guy neighbor came to say “hi”. He never talked to me and only saw me once before. He was joking with my friends then he told them out of the blue to take care of me (In my mind I was like “Who are YOU to ME to tell them THAT” but anyway).

 After I left he asked one of my friends to give him my number. I never give my number to strangers duh. But my friend was like “He is very handsome and kind. Give him a shot. All my friends were like “He is so handsome”. Meanwhile, I was like “Where????”. For me physically handsome defines as Jimin’s lips, Namjoon’s height, Jungkook’s abs, Yoongi’s hands, Taeehyung’s eyes, Hoseok’s nose, and Jin’s shoulders. Anyway, handsome meant BTS. Others are just average. I started realizing that men in my country are just VERY average. 

There are some handsome men but I don’t seem to meet their path. So I gave him my number because I thought “Maybe I need to give people a chance, BTS are BTS. I need to meet and be attracted to normal mortals”. Imagine what he sent me? First of all, he was like adding the word “Pretty” in every sentence. It gave me a headache. Also, he said he was a hairdresser and started complaining about women in general. How most of them are annoying and how it’s exhausting to work that job. How I was different and seemed kind (TAKE NOTE: The guy freaking saw me once). 

I told him after we talked that night that I would love to be friends with him. But that’s it. He kept thinking that I would be attracted to him in the future. Oh boy, why this needless confidence that will just make you have fake hope and get you hurt and turn me into the bad guy. He sent me the next morning something in the line “A flower to the most beautiful flower *add flower emoji*” and a song of a random guy saying a poem about a flower. I literally answered “Oh”. Thankfully I held myself from writing “Ew”. And he calls me “Beauty”. *sigh*!

I don’t mind for my boyfriend to do these cringy things but I freaking knew him for less than 24 hours. BTS made me realize that men can be smart, kind, cute, entertaining, hardworking, non-judgemental and so on…So why all the men around me are just way too confident they are the kings of the world, that females are the weak and inferior gender, that I will fall for them because I am desperate or something…

My friends around me all have boyfriends and btw I don’t get how they can like their current boyfriends but that’s for them to decide. In case you didn’t know, I am VERY different from girls around me. Most of them have this idea of masculinity that a man needs to show no emotions, that he can’t even dye his hair or put moisturizer, that a women need to please her boyfriend and husband. That marriage is a task that needs to be done. That homophobia is the norms. That racism is just expressing your point of view…I am tired to tell you the truth. 

But I am glad BTS ruined me for the better. At least now I know things that if I didn’t open up on other cultures and countries and met so many different people from different places I will not be the person I have become. 

Please tell me what you think in the replies and have a good day/night. 

Key to the music

First part of Lay short-story. Hope you’ll enjoy!

genre: fluff, smutt (maybe even angst) to come pairing: Lay x reader (Y/N = your name)

When Lay wasn’t promoting EXO’s new songs, singing, composing, writing or playing, he spent all his time with you. It was natural, you two were a fresh thing; your relatonship was just about few weeks old.

You met him in the museum of writers. You went there to get some inspiration for your new book, well, first novela of you that got signed for publishing.  Every second was devoted to this – finding your leads for creating the best constellations of words.

There was no way of not noticing him. First, he was an idol; dozens of fans were surrounding him and yelling his name so freaking loud. When the first muse came to give you some ideas, those girls scared her away. Well, ah. Second, he glowed. Oh my, he really did glow. Shiny little puppy, you thought. You could scan his kind personality just by looking at him. Third, his looks. He wasn’t the typical handsome guy. Nope. No wide open eyes, little bit chubby face or perfect roundy plump lips. He was way far from it. Taller than the average height, but not as tall to scare you of. Not big, not skiny, but the golden type of figure. Muscles that gave you shivers all over your body. His tank top showed all of it. Arms of god, you thought. When you realized how obvious was your staring at him, you quickly and silently turned away from him. After few minutes, there was silence. Delicious sound of nothing at all started to touch every corner of the hall. Fans were gone. The only sounds in the room were footsteps of few people.

Pure lines of handscript of some unknown writer were talking to you, hugging your soul, touching your mind, so you didn’t noticed him at first, standing right next to you, your bodies almost directly communicating.  „This is my favourite replika of Someone’s script.“ Husky voice was talking to you. „What do you mean by Someone’s?“ you replied finally turning to him. „Yixing…“ your lips betrayed you. Damn, now you sounded like some basic fan stalking him around, knowing every little fact about him. ‚C’mon, I don’t even know his favourite color. I’m not like that!‘ you said to yourself.

„Worshipers of this handscript call the autor Someone. Nobody ever found out what his real name was and everybody was afraid of giving him some nickname that wouldn’t be enough for such form of art. Someone was a compromise, don’t you think?“ Your silence was making the whole situation more and more awkward, so he continued: „Since you know me, is there a possibility of me knowing your name?“ How could his voice dance around you?! „Y/n, nice to meet you. Sorry for snapping out your name, it was disrespectful and it bothers me. Sorry again. I’m not some kind of creepy fan that would tell every last of your personal details at one moment.“

Brown eyes sunk into your body; wrapping you up, squeezing the air out of your lungs. With dimple-like smile, sweet and decent, he did the first move. „I don‘t do this often, please, don’t be mistaken. But… is there any chance that you would come with me to appreciate other artworks some other time?“

Coffee with books date. Talking till the closing time of the store. Museum of art, museum of history, underground concert. Friendly dance battle. His moves. His cheesy pick-up lines. Holding your hand. Kissing you on the cheek. You kissing him back on the lips. It all led to this perfect moment - you and your boyfriend Yixing watching videos at couch at his dorm. Other boys went out for a dinner and some fun, but he decided to spend some alone time with you. Cuddling you to death.

He composed his first official song for the band withChanyeol and Chen. Shy but proud, Lay decided to show you the first final version of practice video. Piano in the backround, humansized teddy bear by yourside.You were lazily laying on the soft pillows, you across of his body, having your legs over his lap. You stopped breathing with the first tone of the song. You forgot how to do it for almost a minute.

However I want to stay with you forever, living and sharing breaths / I pray that you’ll be happy like you were at the begining / Thank you, I’m sorry, I love you / Even If I have given my all to you, it’s not gonna be enough

You looked at him totally blown away by the soft low beat, saying everything just by your eyes. You suddenly turned off the world. But he did too. His passion for piano came to life. Slowly caressing your legs, his fingers slightly clapped at the top of your skin. One, two times, few more, they started dancing on your skin to the sound of the piano.

Goosebumps. All over your body, made you shake a little. „Are you cold, jagi? Why are you shaking.“ He pushed you closer to him, still acting like your legs were a key to the music. „N-no. It’s not because of cold,“ you replied, shocked by the situation. His eyes were scanning the screen, but still checking you out a little, ears almost dead becasue of that perfect sound. He was proud and you were even more. This boy, this man made a masterpiece again. Replaying Chanyeols lyrics in your head, you answered the question he was just going to ask: „It’s the song. The beat, the sound, the lyrics. Yixing, it’s you.“

Altough you were dating for some time now, nothing more than hungry and lustfull looks have happened yet. Today started to feel like THAT is gonna change.

„Me? What about me? Should I stop cuddling you? I’m sorry if it came out inappropriate, jagi.“ The intimacy of you two was almost broken when you reached out for his hands, putting them back on your legs: „Don’t stop. Please. Just… Play me.“ He didn’t need more words. Your lips were attacked by his. The sweet kisses you knew from him seemed unreal, like they’ve never existed. This kiss was deep, rough, craving for more and more touches. Everywhere.

-M.

Tae, for real? My heart just broke! 

THAT DAMN VIEW