#birthday byul hours

[simpxxstan]

leave me loving you (knj series)- Chapter 1

pairing: idol!namjoon x reader

genre: angst, fluff, exes to lovers, idol au

summary: love is easy. marriage is hard. especially with kim namjoon. it’s only for your daughter’s sake that you keep in touch. but when feelings linger, can you ever move on from the past?

word count: 4k

rating: 13+ (everything is sfw)

warning: a large dose of angst. I may or may not have teared up while writing this. topics of divorce and pregnancy.

a/n: hi! I’ve been away from tumblr for more than a month now, because I’ve been really caught up with work and studies :(. Missed JK’s bday too, but here I am to post this as a belated celebration! Happy Birthday Jungkookie! All of the love in this world to you, angel. The original intention was to finish this series by Namjoon’s bday, but I don’t think I will be able to write that fast. This is for my bestie,  @mommyofpinkears I hope you like this, babe! Thank you for reading! All of your support is so so appreciated, love y'all! Enjoy!

You flick from one channel to the next on the television, your mind in a completely different place. With every passing minute, your tension just increased, and you gulped down larger sips of the ice tea you had made yourself. It was past 10 o’ clock, and Namjoon had still not brought Byul back home. 

It did remind you of the old days, sometimes. How the father-daughter duo would disappear for long hours, visiting some park or the other, ice skating in the rink, singing at the kid’s karaoke, or taking a walk down the Han river in the peace after the sunset. Even then, you’d be super worried when they would return home late. But somehow, there was some kind of ease in your mind then. You knew that no matter what, Namjoon would bring her back home. And he’d come back to you too. 

The trust was still there. You knew Namjoon too well to think he wouldn’t dote on his daughter and bring her home safely. The only person you were worried about was Namjoon. 

You didn’t want to repeat the incidents of last month again. 

You both had to make your hearts into steel, even if it was for Byul’s sake. 

Just then, the bell rings and you walk up, rushing to the front door to open it and find a cutely asleep Byul in Namjoon’s arms, while the man himself was looking at you with a smile. 

“She’s tired.”

You can’t smile, not when you were so worried just a moment ago. “Where did you take her?”

“To the amusement park. The new one? In Gangnam.”

You nod, and extend your arms in order to take Byul into your arms. 

“No, let me put her in bed. She’ll wake up.”

Your eyes become sterner, as you glare at Namjoon, whose face takes up a mildly begging expression. 

“Please?” 

You can’t not be melted by his puppy eyes. 

You never could resist them. 

You step aside, letting him walk in, and he walks straight to the bedroom, knowing very well where the rooms were. You shut the door, put the TV on mute, and walk into the bedroom, just to see the big man trying his best to gently tuck in the tiny girl, who had a smile on her face as she basked in her Appa’s warmth. You bit your lip to stop the tears from rushing to your eyes. When Namjoon finished, he kissed right in between Byul’s eyebrows, and whispered goodnight to her. Then he looked up at you, and walked out of the room. You shut the door and walked out too. 

You could see the tears gathering up near his eyes too. 

“Did you two have fun?”

“Hmm, I think she did. Although she was a little scared during the rides, it was good.” 

“And you?”

He looks at you with a soft smile, his eyes wistful. “Hmm, me too.”

You want to hug him so bad. He’s literally asking for it, with those dimples popping up slightly, his hair fluffy and soft, the blonde wearing off. But you won’t. You’ve mentally scolded yourself a million times to not lean into physical touches. It would honestly be the last straw.

“Did you eat dinner?”

“Yeah, we ate ramen and corn dogs. She really liked the corn dog, has she tried it before?”

“I don’t think so. I thought it would be too fiery for her, but I’m glad she liked it.”

He nods. You take in his outfit, a light beige hoodie and plain jeans, but he looks… so fine. You regret your decisions for the nth time.

“Umm, Y/N, I had a favour to ask of you.”

You nod, urging him to continue. 

“Byulie told me she has a parent-teachers meeting in school on Thursday. Can I come along, if that’s okay with you? I really want to meet her teachers and understand her progress.”

You furrow your eyebrows. “You’ve never been involved with her school work  before, why now?”

“I don’t know, it’s just…”

“Do you think that just because I’m not as smart as you, I can’t raise her to be smart?”

You want to take your words back. 

You really do.

Because he has the saddest look in his eyes now and you want to cry just by looking at him. 

“No, Y/N, I didn’t mean that. I just wanted to see how she’s coping at school and stuff like that.” 

“Well, Byul’s never had many problems. I’ve spoken to her teachers before, and they’ve all confirmed this. Plus our communication is really strong so even if she faces any difficulties, she doesn’t hesitate to tell me. 

“That’s really good to hear.” He whispers quietly. Sincerity shines in his eyes. 

“But I'd think she’ll like it if you come to the parent-teachers meeting. 

You could finally see him smiling. “Are you sure you’d be okay with that?” Your heart ached. “Yes. Of course. You are her father.”

Judging by the look he gave you, you didn’t think this was the answer he expected. But it didn’t matter. He had already turned towards the door, turning once to say, “See ya on Thursday then! Please text me the details.”

You nod, opening the door for him.

He stopped in front of you, gently leaned towards you, and pecked your forehead. 

“Goodnight, Y/N.”

When you closed the door, speechless, a single tear ran down your eye.

___

Loving Namjoon had been a dream, until you woke up and faced reality. Wherever you went, cameras flashed in your eyes and you found your peers stealing glances at you, eyes burning with jealousy. It almost felt like a crime, dating and then marrying Namjoon. It was as if you had stolen him away from thousands of people. Hate comments on your Instagram, multiple rumours aimed to shame you, and the endless invasion into your personal life. It was something Namjoon had warned you about, but you were terrified by the scale of it. But even that was something you could manage. He, the boys and their company had helped you with those issues too. 

However, everything turned bitter when you actually became pregnant. You both had talked about it, and Namjoon had always been ready to become a dad. He would often wistfully dream, with you lying on his chest, how he would drive his child to school every day, how his child would have his dimples but your smile, how he would spoil his child (to which you would lightly scold him), and how he would find another partner to go on nature walks with. You would laugh at his dreams, finding them adorable. You weren’t so eager to become a mother, you wanted to settle down more in life first, but you were sure Namjoon would be the best dad ever, and that made your heart warm. You couldn’t dream of having children with anyone other than Joon. 

You still remembered that morning clearly. You had woken up and taken a pregnancy test after repeated bouts of vomiting and nausea in spite of no reason for food poisoning. 

The test had, as you had expected, revealed positive. 

You had woken him up gently, showering tiny kisses all across his face and neck. You knew this was his favourite way of waking up, and even before his eyes had opened, his cheeks had broken into dimples as his smile rose. “What’s up, baby girl?”

“Namjoon-ah!”

He opened his eyes at your mock urgency, brows raised in anticipation. 

“Who’s ready to be a dad?” You had shown him the little tool, showing a red line, indicating your pregnancy. 

His face had gone from shock to disbelief to surprise to sheer utter joy in a span of ten seconds. “Really?” He sat up, holding you in his lap. You nodded, the widest smile on both of your faces. “YAYYYY!” He had lifted you up as he stood up hopping slightly. Laughing, you begged him to put you down, but he showed no signs of stopping. He began to twirl you round and round, and then you said, “Joon, no really, I’m gonna vomit all over you, if you don’t stop right now.” Alarmed, but not in despair, he had stopped. “I’m sorry.” He kissed you on your forehead, your nose, and then your lips, deepening it slightly before the two of you became out of breath. “I love you, my baby mommy,” he said, booping your nose with his. “I love you too, Namjoon-ah.”

And then everything went downhill. 

___

He arrived just ten minutes before the meeting was scheduled to start, panting as he ran into the school campus, muttering apologies to everyone. You hadn’t even spotted him in the crowd, but Byul had begun waving her hand at him, beckoning him to where the two of you were standing. Unconsciously, the edges of your lips curled up. 

It had been his dream to come to school with his child. Even if it was in fragments, you did hope Namjoon was happy that his dream was coming true. The way his eyes were lit up, he sure did seem happy. He made his way through the crowds, which was not an easy feat as people instantly started gathering around him, recognising him as RM of BTS, and flocked him for autographs and selfies. He politely apologised, all the while, keeping his eyes on you and Byul. By the time he reached you, he was quite flustered, but Byul instantly hopped into his arms. 

“Appa!” she smacked his cheek with a loud kiss, and he hugged her tightly. “You came!” 

“Yes, darling. Of course I came.”

“How are you?” You asked him. 

“Doing okay. Am I very late?”

“Nope, don’t worry. We still have about-” you looked at your watch, “Oh dear, we have a minute left! Let’s start making our way to the classrooms!” he laughed at your panic, but when you unconsciously clutched his hand and walked towards the classroom, Namjoon’s face lit up with the most beautiful sad smile, as his heart ached and leaped at the same time. His daughter in his arms, his angel holding his hand, this was nothing less than his ideal. Except it wasn’t the ideal. 

___

Although the divorce had been your call, you had probably suffered the worst brunt of it. Being with Namjoon had been challenging, but at least you always had him at your side. When you had asked for the divorce, you had thought that the grass on the other side would be greener. 

But it was a thought in vain. 

The first time you had visited your regular supermarket, you had absentmindedly bought a ton of things that you would never use, but you had made it a habit to buy them for Namjoon. A special type of strawberry jam, his typical razor, the cookies he liked to eat with tea, a juice mix he had been waiting for a long time to buy but the supermarket had run out of stock. It was only when you had returned home that you had realised your mistake. 

He had surely been surprised to see you at his door late in the night, a plastic bag in your hand, and Byul on your shoulders. 

“Hi.”

“Hey!” He had smiled at Byul whose face had glown up with the same smile as her Appa, and stepped aside, asking you in.

“No, no I have to get back home. Just came to drop these.” You plopped the plastic bag in front of him. “I, umm, bought some stuff. Accidentally bought stuff you liked and then realised I have no use for them.” You laughed, so fake, trying to hide your embarrassment. 

“Oh.”

He picked it up, and smiled again, “Thank you, Y/N-ah.”

“Umm, I’ll be on my way then.”

But Byul had started whining in broken words near your ear, “Appa, Appa please Eomma…” It broke your heart as you tried to shush her. 

“Can I hold her?” He asked you, wistfully. 

You looked up at him, stunned to say anything. Your brain short-circuited as your heart screamed to you, look what you’ve done, Y/N, her own father is asking for your permission to even hold her. “Yeah…” You slowly removed Byul from your shoulders, and placed her in Namjoon’s extended arms. He immediately engulfed her, his big body warming her up as she snuggled sleepily into Appa’s neck, her hands going round his body like it was a mountain she was trying to hold on to. “Please step in? I’ll just hold her for a while… I think she’ll fall asleep soon.” He peppered her hair with kisses, a fond smile on his face. You smiled at the sight, this was the best sight you had seen in the longest time. And you had dreamt about it for so long too- ever since you had found out about the pregnancy, you kept thinking of how Joon would be with his child- he would mould them into his little habits, fondly playing with tiny toys, going around zoos and parks to look at animals and plants, reading illustrated books together, their tiny body in contrast to his large one. 

But now you had ruined your dream with your own hands.

You stepped into his house, and tiptoed to the sofa, where Namjoon currently sat down with Byul. After the divorce, you had continued to live in the house the two of you had shared earlier while Namjoon had moved into a new house closer to the BigHit building and the other boys. It was smaller than your house, and minimalistic to an extreme extent- just beautiful paintings from his private collection adorning the otherwise plain walls. His dog, Rap Mon, suddenly entered the room and climbed up the sofa to sit next to Namjoon and Byul. She giggled and instantly began petting it. Byul had probably been too young to remember playing with Moni as a child, but they had always shared a special bond. You muted your movements, careful to not spoil the moment. It was too precious to be spoiled. And too heartbreaking. 

Joon looked at you just at the moment when tears spilled the threshold of your eyes. You immediately sniffed and wiped them away, whispering apologies. But then he had extended his arm to you and you had snuggled into his embrace, without thinking twice. It was probably wrong to do this, but you didn’t care. You couldn’t just sit in front of the love of your life and not want to be near him, especially when he was at his most vulnerable. 

As soon as you had placed your head on his shoulder, he began stroking your hair, the same way he was doing to Byul. “My two favourite girls”, he would say. “And Eommoni?” you’d tease him, but he’d scrunch his nose and instantly reply, “She’s not in the list”, resulting in you giggling loudly.  

The last thing you had remembered that night before falling asleep was that he smelt like you. It was probably because he was wearing your perfume on his sweatshirt. 

___

Byul’s teacher somehow began regarding her as a special human species after she saw that her father was the Kim Namjoon. “Aah, Namjoon-ssi, I must tell you, your daughter is one of the brightest children in her class. She must have got that from you, considering that your intelligence is a well-known fact…” ending in a slight laugh, as she dropped her neckline even lower. A bitter taste spread in your mouth. He had always received such attention, and it had been quite easy for you to ignore it earlier when you were married. But now that… he was technically single, a silent fear rose in your heart. You quickly shooed it away to focus on the discussion Namjoon was having with the teacher, Byul carefully sitting in his lap, playing with her braids. 

“I know she’s doing well in academics, but I also want to know how she’s faring in extra-curricular activities, like singing or art?” “Oh I know why you’re asking this, hmm”, the teacher wiggles her eyebrows with a smirk, as if she knows some secret that you don’t. Namjoon simply smiles, dimples on full display, and you feel that bitter taste again. You only notice that you’ve been biting your lower lip, when he grabs your hand, and squeezes it gently. He leans in and whispers, as the teacher rummages through some sheets to find something, “Stop looking like a pressure pot. You’re all red.” You realise he’s purposely turned on his charm, and it is actually producing results. The teacher shows you both all of Byul’s reports from the last term in her extra-curricular activities. As you dig into the details of her academic and extra-curricular records, Namjoon sits back into his chair, easing out as you take over the meeting. 

Later, as you three sit in the cafeteria, he says, “Phew! She’s quite the flirt. Byul-ah, you have a funny teacher.” Joon winks at your daughter, who’s sipping on a milkshake. “No- she’s normally nice. Today she was funny.” As she slightly chokes on her drink while speaking, you pat her back trying to ease her, and you scold Joon, “Don’t talk to her while she’s drinking, Joon. Her drink goes down the wrong pipe.” He laughs at that. “What’s so funny!” “Nothing, the wording is funny.” “You’re finding everyone and everything amusing today. Even things which aren’t.” “Like her teacher’s behaviour?” “Yes like her teacher’s behaviour. Quite mean, I’d say, considering the mother of the child is right there and she’s ignoring me as if I’m non-existent.” “I’ve always had that effect on people, Y/N.” “The effect of reducing others to just background while you’re the focus?” “Yes. You know it all too well, Y/N-ah.” You become silent, suddenly remembering the party where you had met him for the first time. Hobi’s new album’s listening party. You had been unable to take your eyes off him, although you were there just as a family friend of Hobi’s. You would’ve never got the guts to approach him, but luck had favoured you, when he had casually sauntered up to you, and introduced himself to you, all grace and smiles even in the casual atmosphere. You knew then why his fans went so gaga over him. 

“Yes, I know it all too well, Joonie.”

He didn’t notice your silent statement as Byul began poking him in his chest, right above his ever-growing pecs, “Appa, let’s go to the park near Youngjae’s house, please? She tells me it’s so pretty!” Her eyes widened as she began describing the park, and you noticed that Namjoon was equally invested into this conversation. You had never had been as fond of nature as he had been, and his traits had flown smoothly into his daughter’s blood. “Y/N, is it okay if we go there now?”

“Are you free to go now?”

“Yeah, I took the rest of the day off.”

“Okay then. Let’s go!” Father and daughter nearly bounced as they stood up, and you laughed to see their excitement. It made your frozen heart so warm. 

___

“When will you stop being cruel to yourself, and just admit how you feel?” Sana asks you over another glass of wine, the two of you chilling out in her apartment as both Byul and her kids have fallen asleep in the kids’ bedroom after an intensely wild play-session, and her husband is out of town. “I don’t know what I feel, Sana.”

“Well, you certainly don’t feel like leaving him outside your door every night. And being heartbroken every time you see Byul because she looks exactly like him.” 

“I know these things. I took the plunge despite knowing these things would happen. But you know as well as I do that the reasons why we split haven’t changed yet.”

“But other factors have worsened, Y/N.”

“Oh dear, stop talking like a scientist.” You both laughed, because Sana was actually a molecular chemistry scientist. The laugh broke your conversation, and you were further distracted by a text on your phone, as Sana stood up to bring some more snacks from the kitchen. 

Hi Y/N-ie! Sorry if this is weird but- have you and Joon fought recently? 

It was a text from Jimin. Another text quickly popped up below.

Aish, I’m sorry this is really out of the blue- I haven’t even visited y’all for some time. Sorry if you’re sleeping or uncomfortable.

You smiled at the continuous apologies, and you typed back a text. 

No, Jimin, I’m awake, although Byul has fallen asleep! And if you’re gonna apologize so much, I’m seriously going to block your number.

He quickly sent another text. 

Haha, sorry- oops I did it again, oh gosh!

You laughed at that, and again texted him to calm down. Then you saw the message that Jimin had sent first. Why would he think that you and Namjoon had fought? You had parted ways quite peacefully last evening when he had dropped you both home after your exploration of the park. 

Nope… we haven’t fought. Is something wrong?

You waited for the reply, and it pinged up. 

Oh. I assumed wrongly… he’s just a little sad. Idk he’s behaving the same way he did when you guys would quarrel earlier.

Sad?

Really? How is he behaving?

Again a pause.

He’s not talking, just staring at the world without seeing anything, and chugging down his drink. He couldn’t even record the song we were supposed to record today properly. He kept fumbling up the rap. Quite unusual on his part, that’s why I wanted to ask you.

Oh. This was really unusual. You had never known that he would react like this to your quarrels, and while it made you guiltily happy that your fights would affect him like this earlier, it spread a dark feeling in your mind now. Why was he behaving like this? What was on his mind?

Before you could reply, another text pinged up. 

I’m didn’t want to bother you, Y/N. Just wondered out aloud, and I guess it's making you worry. Please don’t worry too much, we’ll take care of him. Goodnight!

You sighed. It was so truly Jimin to not want to make you worry. You fought the physical urge to walk out of Sana’s house and drive straight to wherever Namjoon was to hug and talk to him to bring him to a better mental state. 

Instead, you walked up to Sana, into the kitchen. “Hey, see what Jimin just texted me.” As you showed her the chats, you felt a sinking feeling in your stomach. You were feeling so helpless and clueless. And a bad friend. A bad wife. A bad lover. A bad ex-wife even. You were just so, so pathetic. 

And that’s why, when the tears started pouring out, you didn’t stop them. You just let Sana hold you in her arms, while you made her shoulder wet with your sobs. The pain just wouldn’t stop. 

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[moomoosomniatales]

Birthday

It’s been 5 years since you’ve married the love of your life and bought a home together. And it’s been 5 years that you haven’t had a second with your wife on her birthday. It pissed you off every year how they overworked her when she should have the right to take the day off. You knew this applied to every idol but every idol wasn’t your wife.

“Again? Can’t you just refuse..?” you sighed frustrated. You knew very well it wasn’t up to her and that’s what frustrated you the most. “I get it that it’s important to show Moomoos you care for them but you have every other day of the year, why does it have to be your birthday? Every year?”

“I know, love. I’m sorry.” she looked down gathering her things.

“Can I at least accompany you to RBW today?” you, defeated, asked. At least you’d get to spend a few extra minutes with her.

“I don’t know if they’ll be happy with that but I really want to spend as much time with you as possible today so go get ready.” she offered you a tender smile, pressing a kiss to your forehead before you scattered to get ready as quickly as you could.

“Another live!?” you cried out as her manager stated and your wife gave you those calm down eyes knowing very well where this was about to end. “No, I’m sorry baby but not this time. You’re exhausted. It’s nearly 6pm.”

“Babe, seriously, I’m fine.” she attempted sighing as you didn’t even bother to look at her as you glared daggers at her manager.

“She’ll do it home. For god’s sake. Just tell me the list of things she needs to do and I’ll handle it but quit over working your idols.” you hissed and the manager felt a little too intimidated to deny your demand. He handed you the list and you widened your eyes. “This would take hours to finish! Nope. She’ll do the questions, photo time aaaaand the cake. Half an hour is as far as it’s gonna go.”

He nodded almost immediately and bowed.

“Oh, dare to fire her and you’re doomed.” you added with a roll of your eyes as you took your wife by the hand and dragged her to the car. “They have got to be kidding me. Pfft. We’ve been here since 9 in the morning, are you joking?” you grumbled out loud to yourself. Byul was still left mouth agape following you to the car. Usually she was the one taking on the dominant and protective partner part, not the other way.

“You better not dare do it longer than half an hour.” you stated as you stood behind the camera. This side of you was intimidating yet oh so exciting.

“Or what?” She’d tease with a smirk.

“Or I’ll do the rest of the live with you.”you huffed at her playful side coming out. “I’m serious. I’ll kiss you and show off the ring you put on MY finger.”

With that, her eyes widened “You know they’d kill me right? The staff I mean. And sasaengs would end you.” She sighed shaking her head as she walked past you.

“Let them. I’m just showing my off what’s mine. And if they have a problem with that then I’ll fight them back. I ain’t losing.” To you, it was honestly still a complete misters how no one figured out by now. It wasn’t like you and Byul didn’t go out in public. On the contrary. You go out on dinner dates quite often actually. Well as much as her schedules allow you. Before Byul could answer, you turned on the live, tongue sticking out since she wouldn’t be able to answer back now.

“Annyeong!” She immediately exclaimed with a bright smile. Looking straight through the camera at you. Of course you did your best to remain serious at her subtle attempts to swoon you.

She had answered the questions, sang happy birthday, posed for fans to screenshot on their devices and even answered a few questions on the comment section. It had been 45 minutes by now and you gave her the stare but she seemed to refuse to end it so you shrugged and making sure the camera was zoomed in on her enough for you to sit next to her and only your shoulder be visible to fans and Byul immediately tensed up unaware of the zoom in on her.

“Yeobooo. Can we have dinner now?” Byul sighed knowing she brought this on herself. “You’ve been all day with moomoos but you can’t spare a meal with your wife?”

She was caught completely off guard by your statement and she felt kinda bad about it now. “I get that it is your job but I feel left out… I’m your biggest fan after all. Where’s my attention?” You weren’t trying to make her feel bad, but sometimes, specially around this time of year, it is how you felt. “Can I at least get a kiss? I’ll settle for a kiss, promise!”

She nodded with a defeated sigh and leaned forward, lips tenderly meeting yours in a gentle kiss. Your hands cupped her cheeks almost immediately and that was pretty much all the fans could see, her cheeks and your hands as the rest was left out of the camera sight.

As you pull away content, her hand snaked around your waist as she read the now chaotic comment section.

WHO IS SHE?

SHE SOUNDS ADORABLE!

Omg, omg, ong! When did you two get married??

GO BE WITH YOUR WIFE!

The comments had her amazed and she couldn’t help but to chuckle before she said her goodbyes and you ended the live. What was left of the day was spent just the two of you. You took her out to dinner and once back home you nuzzled into her.

(a little birthday special in honour of Byul’s birthday!)

[fymoonbyul]

231222 rbw_mamamoo twitter update (trans): ★ Moon Byul BIRTHDAY PRESENT ★ You will be able to print these 4 cut photos in all printing box in Korea from now till end of Dec. New codes will be released daily, each code expires in 24 hours 4 X 6 size code 6 44 8101 6 X 8 size code 0 87 6038

#mamamoo #moonbyul #p:sns #era:two rabbits #231222 #e:231222 bday

[seoulessrp]

WELCOME TO SEOULESS, melody! YOU’VE BEEN ACCEPTED AS MOON BYUL-YI!

Please follow our new members checklist! You have 48 hours to submit in your account. We’re happy to have you!

OOC

Alias/Name: Melody Age: 27 Timezone: cst

IC

Name: Moon Byul-yi Stage Name: Moonbyul Birthday: December 22, 1992 Group: Mamamoo

#seoulessaccepted

[twstbyulsoo]

Me : ah, I’ll draw smth up weewoo

Also me : wtf is posing-

Oh yeah also

Happy birthday to me I guess

#birthday byul hours #its on sight 👁👁 #byul talk hours

[palebyulsoo]

👀👀👀 imagine if Jamil made a-

a- ,,,,,,,,made a wHAT. WHAT IS IT.

#byul answers #birthday byul hours #birthday simp minute #gogo istf if this is you-

[sevlgi]

the special one

requested: yes

group: mamamoo

pairing: moonbyul x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst

contents: vampire!moonbyul, bartender!reader

warnings: blood, weapons, vampires

synopsis: Moonbyul was always used to getting her way. So encountering an entire bar warned against her powers, and led by a surprisingly feisty human, wasn’t exactly on her bucket list.

a/n: lowkey wanted to wait for byul’s birthday to post this but i couldn’t wait :D enjoy!!

word count: 3.3k

As soon as she stepped into the bar, Byulyi could smell the thing she had been craving for the past month. Well, two things: blood, and some good alcohol.

She paid no mind to the hands grabbing at her as she slid through the crowd, skillfully evading being pulled into a dance circle by a group of admittedly pretty girls. Sure, they were easy targets for feeding, but there needed to be some alcohol in her system before she dealt with horny foreigners.

“A bottle of your finest soju, please.”

She smiled at the waiter who turned around, a girl probably barely 20 years old. A perfect target, then- someone who didn’t know the kinds of creatures that frequented the darker bars of Seoul.

It wasn’t even an egotistical thing to say that no one had been able to resist the allure of Byulyi’s gaze for centuries, and she never expected an almost teenaged girl to be the one to break that record. To her surprise, the kid looked down instantly, voice sounding odd as she polished the glass in her hands. “One second, ma’am.”

Pursing her crimson-stained lips, the vampire checked her clothing for the unlikely chance of bloodstains on the black fabric. Maybe it was the dark smeared eye makeup? But usually, all her looks did was draw more people in, even without using the power behind her eyes...

“Another one of you, eh?”

When her eyes shifted over to the staff door that the boy had entered, she found a defiant gaze, eyebrows cocked and hip jutting to one side. Unlike the earlier bartender, you stared right into her eyes without a change to your expression, no lust or euphoria seeping into cold irises. “I’m sorry, you are?” Byulyi asked, sending you a small smile. 

You remained unimpressed, flinging a dishrag onto the bar counter as you slammed your hands down onto the stone and leaned in closer. In close proximity, you were interestingly beautiful, the lack of sympathy attractive in some twisted way. “Y/N. Manager, and a strong hater of you vampires. See yourself out.”

The short-haired woman shrugged, leaning back in the barstool and crossing her arms. “I don’t think I will, manager. Tell me, did you train the kid how to recognize people like me?”

Taking a good look at the points of Byulyi’s nails and the glint to her teeth, you evidently decided not to fight her, gritting your teeth instead as you matched her stance. “Ryujin’s smart. She isn’t as strong as me, maybe, but she knows enough to not be caught in your trap.”

Every word spat out of your mouth sounds like a barbed and poisoned insult aimed right at the vampire’s heart, but they make no impact on stone skin. Still smiling, Byulyi waved a hand at the alcohol littering the bar. “Well, since you know not to fight me, how about that soju?”

You bristled at being ordered to do something, but set an ice-cold bottle of the soju down on the counter. “The most expensive in the house,” you hissed, shoving it over at her. “And you’re going to have to pay. No one else is coming to serve you tonight, now that I know what you are.”

“See you soon, manager,” she saluted, cracking the soju open with a simple flick of her wrist. Even if nothing else resulted from the night, she’d found another first.

You were going to be the first person that Byulyi won over by herself, without the influence of any powers whatsoever. And yes, she would win you over somehow. Eventually.

At first, Byulyi had been confused by the vendetta you seemed to have against vampires. It was true that she didn’t fit in with the clan system that most vampires in the city (or world) tended to adopt, but she didn’t think that anyone could be bad enough to make you quite so wary.

And it just so happened that the next time she dared to visit your bar, you were dealing with the difficult ones.

“I told you that we don’t allow vamps for a reason,” you scowled, eyes flicking between those of the five girls who stood with their arms crossed before you. “I may not be able to control you, but I sure as hell won’t let you feed on innocents.”

Irene exchanged a glance with Joy, who was just about to step forward when another voice interrupted the conversation. “Hey. Are you giving the manager trouble?”

You glared at Byulyi as well, though there wasn’t the venom that you directed at the clan. “Rogue. You’re going against us?” Seulgi asked, head cocked to a side. “Isn’t it in your best interest too to get rid of this... human?”

Strolling forward with her hands in the pockets of her pants, Byulyi sighed. “Look, manager here is stronger than you think. And if I want to remain in her best interests, be able to come to this bar sometimes, I’ll do what she asks. Including throwing you out.”

Despite the numbers of the clan, there was no possible way any of the five could match up to Byulyi’s sheer experience. She wasn’t violent compared to some, but she could certainly hold her own in a fight. You were silent behind the bar, but the stare you directed at the clan spoke volumes.

“Fine,” Yeri rolled her eyes, lips pinching together. “Come on. Survive another day, right?”

As they filed out of the bar, Byulyi’s eyes remained on them until the door swung shut. “You didn’t have to do that,” you said with your back turned, hands scrubbing at a bottle for no reason.

“Don’t worry, it was fun,” she grinned, sliding onto the barstool. “Is this why you dislike us vamps? Not all of us are like them, you know.”

You turned just to send her a half-hearted glare. “No, that’s not why. I always- I never liked you undead things, and being immune to your powers doesn’t help anything. But hoity-toity ones like them make it worse.”

The vampire leaned her chin on her hand, watching you work. The reddish glare of the bar’s lights only made the column of your throat look more inviting, but Byulyi wasn’t reckless enough to attack someone capable of resisting her. Besides, you were an interesting one. “I see. Well, if anyone tries to mess with you again, you call me,” she jested, smiling wider when you scoffed.

“Sure.” But contrasting your cold words, you slid a bottle of soju over to her, the same flavor that she’d liked best the last time. “On the house this time. But I don’t owe you anything after this,” you warned.

“Come on, a bottle of soju isn’t enough,” Byulyi pouted, laughing when you scrunched your nose. “You owe me a favor. I’m responsible, promise, I won’t ask for your blood or anything.”

You hesitated before agreeing, but finally allowed her to shake your hand. “Fine. A favor- geez, your hands are cold.”

She stared down at the pale skin once you had jerked away, a slight warmth from your human hands lingering. “I guess. I mean, I’m dead, what do you expect?”

“Dead, huh?” You almost look sympathetic for once, pouring out some soju for the both of you. “What’s that like?”

Byulyi raised an eyebrow as she clinked her glass against yours. “Being dead? Well, I don’t remember that. But now, it’s similar to being alive. My heart still beats, if that’s what you’re wondering. That’s what makes it hard for people to realize that we aren’t human too.”

“It still beats?” you frowned, scrunching your entire face at the taste of alcohol burning the back of your throat. “I always hear differently.”

She reached out for your hand, holding on loosely when you allowed her to hold it. “Come on, feel.”

You exhaled sharply when you felt the pounding at the pulsepoint of Byulyi’s neck, leaning in closer as if that’d allow you to hear it, too. When you looked down, though, you realized the position you were in. “If anyone looked at us, they’d think I was the vampire.”

“You’re right, aren’t you?” she smiled, only tilting her head more to expose her neck to you. “You could kill me right now.”

“Aren’t you already dead?” You bent down under the counter to hide the heat in your cheeks, your fingertips icy just from a couple seconds of contact. “How would I kill you?”

The vampire shrugged, “Wooden stake works on the weaker ones. Holy water, if you had any, but that one takes a lot to kill. For us older ones, the only thing that works is a sacred bullet; hard to come by for you humans, which is why you don’t know about it.”

Frowning, you looked over from the vault of good alcohol stored under the bar. “Huh. What else is fake?”

Byulyi scrunched her nose, looking remarkably like a cute and harmless hamster in a slightly bloodstained black outfit when she did. She was almost charming when she pondered your question, tapping blunt fingernails against her chin. “The mirror thing is, my friend Yongsun spends hours staring at herself. So’s the garlic allergy. I like garlic.”

“Good to know,” you chuckled when you stood up again. “Enjoy your soju, Byulyi  .”

She ghosted her own hands over your fingerprints marring the frosted glass of the alcohol bottle, bringing the entire thing to her lips. “I will.”

Seulgi’s grip was iron tight as she pulled your head back by your hair, your wrists straining against the duct tape holding them together as your scalp screamed. “I’ll ask you again. Where is she?”

Ryujin’s eyes were nothing short of terrified over the tape clamping over her mouth, but you remained firm with your chin jutting out. “I. Don’t. Know. I don’t serve vampires, and I don’t protect them.”

Scoffing, Irene scraped a fingernail against your cheek, the skin tearing under the serrated tip. “Don’t lie. She saved you from us last time, and Byulyi doesn’t risk her rogue status for just anyone.”

Glancing up at the ceiling, or the floor of your actual bar, Wendy mused, “I wonder if she’d hear you scream. If you mean so much to her, what would she give to save you?”

You sighed, going limp just to shake your head. “I told you. Byulyi protected me out of spite against you, not because she gives a shit about me. And I won’t scream. You can kill me in peace, as soon as you--”

Crashing into Wendy, the door to the basement slammed open with a kick from the very person you claimed to not give a shit about you. Byulyi finally looked like the vampire you feared her to be from the start, dark eyes ablaze with something that quite honestly frightened you. Her dark clothing swirled around her in the dusty air, pale brown hair glinting gold as her own nails cut the bonds holding Ryujin. “Go.”

She ran as told, too fast for Yeri’s claws to grasp onto the hem of her work jacket. “So it worked,” Joy smiled, cocking the slightly rusty pistol in her hand. Sacred bullet, you remembered, struggling more against your bonds when you realized what that bullet could do to the vampire glaring daggers at her opponents. “Stupid of you.”

In a sudden burst of strength, the duct tape ripped and you surged up, feeling at least a couple locks of hair remain in Seulgi’s fist. But in that rush, you tackled the tallest girl in the room, all breath knocked out of your lungs at the impact.

Scrambling for the gun, you screamed out at the feeling of sharp points sinking into your arm, hand faltering. “Let go--”

A harsh crack sounded by your ear when Byulyi’s foot stomped down on Joy’s ribs, her fangs pulling out just as your fingers closed around the gun. You panted as you twisted, blood dripping from your arm onto your face as you pressed the stone cold barrel into the girl’s pretty face. “Stand up,” you breathed, hands shaking as she eyed you. “Stand.”

The other four in her clan circled around you; despite the fact that you had no clue whatsoever about how to handle the weapon in your hands, you hoped that the fierce expression on your face was enough to convince them. Byulyi’s hand was surprisingly gentle on your shoulder, as was the expression on her face when she smiled at you. “Well. I believe you know what the blessed bullet in this gun does, and I’m sure you know better than to fight me on this.”

Irene hissed, fangs glistening under the dim lighting of the basement, “You don’t have Yongsun with you right now. What makes you think we can’t kill you, and your pretty human girlfriend too?”

Byulyi’s lips curved up in a smile as the cocking of another gun sounded by the basement door, Ryujin’s brow furrowed as she aimed. “Unlike this one, which I bet you only loaded one bullet into, that pistol over there has 4 bullets, straight from the hands of a priest,” the vampire explained with her hands behind her back. “More than enough to kill all of you, if I don’t get to you first.”

Yeri was already tugging at the wrist of Wendy, who stared futilely at the gun still pressed into Joy’s neck. Finally, Seulgi spoke up with a wavering voice, Irene not bothering to dispute as she asked, “What do you want? Money?”

“I want you to stay away from this bar, and with it, Y/N,” Byulyi gestured, deep voice smooth as she turned to you, sending a greasy wink that you rolled your eyes at. “And I’ll be telling all the other clans about this... incident. Sound fair?”

You breathed out a shallow sigh of relief when Irene nodded tentatively. “Good. Then get out, and don’t expect the pistol back,” you warned, waving Ryujin to get out of the stairway. “I don’t ever want to see your faces again.”

“I can’t thank you enough.”

Byulyi shrugged, clinking sojus with a grin on her face. She looked positively delighted, though she wasn’t the one with bite marks on her arm and a scrape on her cheekbone. “No need to. It was fun.”

“Fun?” you scoffed, downing the alcohol. “I wouldn’t call it that. But seriously, what do you want in return? That’s two favors I owe you now.”

“Is it?” she blinked. “I wasn’t keeping track.”

Looking out over the bar, you smiled at the sight of a vampire-free crowd, customers downing Ryujin’s specialty drinks as music boomed in LED speakers. “Yeah. Two favors. You better think fast, vampy.”

“There is one thing in mind.”

You raised an eyebrow and looked back over, head tilting when you realized that Byulyi wasn’t staring back like she usually did. “Yeah? What’s up?”

She cleared her throat suddenly, though you were sure that alcohol didn’t burn her like it did you. “I don’t want to use the favors for this, since I think that’d be immoral, but I... I want to be closer to you.”

Flicking your hand in the air between the two of you, you clarified, “What’s that mean? You wanna be friends? You wanna sit closer to me? Or sex--”

“No!” She held her hands out in front of her; to your satisfaction, you were sure that she’d be blushing if she was capable of it. “I may feel something for you. Not sexual, but something that I haven’t felt in a while. If I can, I’d like to use both my favors to call you my... girlfriend. Is that the term you use these days?”

“A girlfriend?” you laughed, shaking your head as you leaned forward in your chair. “That’s great and all, but you’ve barely known me for a month.”

Despite being a (not-so) human being, Byulyi visibly deflated. Without realizing it, your hand shot out and settled on her knee, thumb caressing the rough material of her jeans. “Okay. Then how about this: I will be your girlfriend. But it’ll be probational, like our alliance. As soon as you do something to piss me off, which I’m sure will be soon, I’ll decide if it’ll continue.”

She grinned, nose scrunching up as she offered you a toast. “Sounds perfect to me.”

The clink of the glass bottles was the chime of bells ringing in a new chapter, clear over the drunk energies of the night. Not wedding bells, of course- that wouldn’t happen for a good hundred more years. 

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where’s moonji?

the most beautiful moment in life | drabble/oneshot #4

genre: fluff, family

tw: very very very light mentions of death (if you read page turner, it’s just mentioning moonji’s mom)

member(s): namjoon

a/n: THIS IS FOR YOU ANON WHO ASKED FOR NAMJOON/BYUL/MOONJI CONTENT NEXT! <3 and also thank you to @serenjiminey for this idea~ 

“for the drabble you could probably do something where byul and joon work on a small children’s book about the whole gang for moonji’s bday where joon writes it and byul draws the illustrations for it :)”

also since this is a drabble, i didn’t make the little story too long, but i did try my best to make it sound like a kids book! hope this fulfills your need for some content, even for just a teeny bit~

btw, namjoon’s yn is byul in the other aus (yn in page turner) -> yn here too since it’s a solo member drabble anyways :)

and lastly, none of this would make any sense to you if you haven’t read the series! here’s the link to the master list: 

the most beautiful moment in life

This takes place after taehyung’s au~

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“Mommy!” Moonji yells. 

You were currently working, standing behind the counter at the library you worked at. Your eyes widened as her yell echoed throughout the quiet library. You put your finger to your lip and Namjoon puts his hand over her mouth, but instead his whole hand went over her entire face. The two walked over to you and you scanned a few more books you were entering into the system. 

“Sorry,” Namjoon whispers to you as he gets closer. Moonji managed to get her dad’s hand off of her face.

“Hi,” she whispers to you, smiling widely. You couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Hi sweetie, come here,” you tell her, reaching over the counter to take her. Namjoon passes her over and you press a small kiss to her cheek, hugging her tightly. “What brings you two by?”

Namjoon looks around him as if no one can know. 

“What?” You say. 

He then reaches over to cover Moonji’s ears, making her whine. “Birth-day-talk,” he mouths. Your mouth forms an ‘o’ shape when you get what he said. 

“Moonji there’s some new books over there at the kids’ section, do you want to go check it out?” You ask, Moonji furrows her eyebrows as she couldn’t hear what you were saying with Namjoon’s big hands on both sides of her head. 

“Oh! Joooon~” You say, pushing his hands off of her little ears.

“Daddy and I will take you to the kids’ section okay? They have new books there,” you tell her. With this, her eyes lit up and she excitedly wiggles out of your hold and runs out of the back counter. She knew where to go as she’s been here plenty of times. You then tell your coworker that you’ll be “helping them find a book” so that she can take your spot in entering the rest of the books.

-

As Moonji sat on a bean bag surrounded by the new books she picked out, you and Namjoon stood by the shelves, discussing what to do for her birthday that was coming up.

This was the second year you got to be there for Moonji’s birthday. The first one being her third birthday and now she was turning four! How time flies. 

Her third birthday was just a small party with the group. You and Namjoon made her a cake that day instead of getting one from Sohyun’s bakery and the two of you treated her like the princess she is. The two of you got her a couple of books that reminded you two of her. I know. Typical dad author and librarian girlfriend. But books are really special to Moonji! Namjoon has told you about how the very first thing Moonji’s mom and him bought when they were expecting, was a book for her. Moonji loved flipping through pages and looking at the pretty pictures, as she does not know how to read just yet, and also having her dad or aunt and uncles, and maybe sometimes her older cousins read to her. 

So of course you had to get her a book for her birthday. She loved it anyways! But this year you were thinking of something a little different, yet the same.

“Why don’t we make a book for her?” You tell Namjoon. He tilts his head to the side. 

“A book? Like write one?”

“Yes! I mean, you’re a best-selling author after all~ Why not make one for Moonji?” You look behind you to see Moonji engrossed in the book she’s holding.

“You write, I do the illustrations, what do you think?” You ask, you already had so many ideas running through your head.

Namjoon laughs at your excitement, he found it adorable, “I like it. But what would we write about?”

You think a bit to yourself, thinking about all the children’s books Moonji has read. 

“We can talk about the whole group, maybe a fun, little birthday story? It’ll be cute!”

-

“So how do you want to do this?” Namjoon asks you. The two of you were currently in his office while Moonji was down for a nap. It’s been a few hours since you two first talked about it. You were very excited to work with your favorite author on a book!! I mean, you never imagined for it to be a children’s book, but nevertheless, you were excited!

“I don’t know, I’ve never done this before,” you tell him, staring down at your iPad. You were in charge of the illustrations, something Moonji always looked forward to whenever getting new books. “You can write first? Then I’ll draw accordingly~”

“Okay, but I’m going to need your help in writing,” Namjoon says, taking out his laptop. You giggle, leaning your head onto his arm.

“I can’t believe I’m making a book with my favorite--”

“Sttoooopp,” Namjoon laughs, nudging you off. “I would think we were over that.”

“Hey! Boyfriend or not, you’re always going to be my favorite author,” you say, laying back on his arm. Namjoon shakes his head, smiling and also giving up with you. 

“Fine, you win,” he says, turning his head, placing a hand on your cheek and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “But my princess’ birthday is in a few days so we really need to get started on this.”

-

~a few days later, the night of Moonji’s birthday~

Moonji’s party has come to an end and Namjoon and you were finally going to give her her birthday present.

“Daaadddy~” Moonji says as she was already climbing into her bed, ready for bedtime. “Where’s my present?” She pouts, looking down at her empty lap, motioning with her hands. Namjoon laughs, climbing in to sit on her bed as well, carrying Moonji onto his lap. 

“Yn is getting it,” he says. “It’s from both of us and it’s full of love, you’re going to like it.” His daughter’s eyes light up as she sees you walking into her room with a gift wrapped in your hand.  

“Are you excited?!” You squeal. You were very excited. More excited than Moonji herself. 

“Yeah!” She laughs, jumping up and reaching out to you. You hand her the gift as you get closer.

“Here, happy birthday baby,” you say, kissing her head as you hand her the gift. 

“Thank youuu~” She says, quickly ripping the wrapping apart. A small gasp comes out of her mouth when she sees the cover.

Where’s Moonji?

It said. With a cute illustration of Moonji on the front with her adorable smile and crescent eyes. 

“It’s me!” She says happily. 

“Daddy and I made this especially for you,” you tell her as you sit down next to Namjoon. 

“Can you read it to meeee,” she says, looking up at her dad. 

“Of course,” Namjoon says.

Where’s Moonji

To our little moonchild by Daddy and Yn

Today is a very special day. 

What day is it today?

“Moonji’s birthday!” Moonji yells out, making the both of you laugh.

Daddy and Yn were preparing for the princess’ birthday!

Of course, they were not alone.

Where’s Uncle Jin?

Uncle Jin walked in with his kids, Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul.

Of course, Auntie Mae was right by their side. 

“Where’s Moonji?” Soojin asks. Haneul wanted to find out too.

Minseok, being the oldest, knew where Moonji was.

It was still early so Moonji was still sleeping!

“Uncle Joon, can we go to Moonji’s room?” Minseok asks. 

Daddy says okay.

The three ran to Moonji’s room, ready to see the birthday girl.

“Good morning Moonji!” Yells the three. Moonji stirred in her sleep, not knowing what was going on. 

Haneul pouts as Moonji doesn’t wake up.

They want to say happy birthday!

“Uncle Joonie!” Yelled Haneul. 

Daddy came into the room right away.

“What’s wrong?” He asks.

“Why I don’t wake up?” Moonji asks, looking up at you. 

“Maybe because you stayed up late watching movies with daddy again,” you say, booping her nose.

“Moonji won’t wake up!” Complained the three. 

Daddy tells them that she’ll be up soon. 

The three then left the princess in her room.

Then Uncle Yoongi, Auntie Sohyun, and Hana came in with cake!

Moonji’s birthday cake.

Special cake that fell from (24/7) Heaven.

Hana looked for Moonji as well.

“Uncle Joonie, where’s Moonji?” 

“Sleeping,” says Soojin. 

“But it’s her birthday!” Argued Hana. 

Will Moonji miss her party?

“No no no! Wake up!” Yelled Moonji as her dad continues to read.

“Haaaaaappppy Birthday Moonji!” 

Even the loud voice of Uncle Hobi did not wake up princess Moonji. 

Auntie Sarang and Huimang looked around for the birthday girl.

“Where’s Moonji?” They asked.

“Sleeping,” says Hana.

Now Uncle Jimin, Auntie Yuna, and baby Mingyu came!

Hey.

Baby Mingyu was sleeping too!

But where was Uncle Taetae? Auntie Bora? And Youngjae?

Uncle Kookie and Auntie Rina and Sian came instead.

“Moonji is STILL sleeping,” complained the kids before they can even ask.

“It’s okay,” says Yn. “Let’s decorate while we wait!”

Uncle Kookie helped blowing up balloons while Auntie Rina tied them. 

Auntie Yuna put baby Mingyu down to help Uncle Jin and Uncle Yoongi with cooking!

Uncle Jimin put up streamers with Uncle Hobi.

Auntie Sarang and Auntie Mae organized the presents!

Auntie Sohyun fixed the desert table.

And Daddy and Yn were EVERYWHERE!

“I’m here!” Yelled Uncle Taetae. 

Youngjae and Auntie Bora were right behind him!

“Where’s Moonji?” They all asked, presents in their hands.

“STILL SLEEPING!”

As everyone finished up with the decorations, it was time to wake up the princess.

How do you wake up a princess from their deep sleep?

“A true love’s kiss!” Moonji yelled. 

“You’re right,” Namjoon tells her.

Daddy and Yn quietly walked into the princess’ room.

Both of them pressed a kiss to her cheek, instantly waking her up.

“Good morning!” They yelled. 

Moonji smiles from ear to ear. 

“Happy birthday princess,” Daddy says.

As Namjoon was about to close the book, you stopped him. 

“Wait! There’s still a page or two left,” you tell him. Namjoon furrowed his brows as he only remembers writing until that part. You motioned for him to keep going. Moonji already flipped it before he did. 

A little gasp escaped her lips and Namjoon was just as surprised.

You drew an extra page or two, adding in Moonji’s real mom. 

Everyone that loves Moonji was at the party!

Uncle Jin was there. Auntie Mae and Minseok, Soojin, and Haneul!

Uncle Yoongi was there with Auntie Sohyun and Hana!

Uncle Hobi was there too! Auntie Sarang and Huimang came with.

Uncle Jimin, Auntie Yuna, and baby Mingyu too!

Uncle Taetae and Auntie Bora, with Youngjae~

Uncle Kookie was with Sian and Auntie Rina!

And of course Daddy was there with Yn.

I call her mommy.

Oh! And my real mommy was there too.

Can you see her?

You look up at Namjoon as he reads the last few lines. A tear ran down his cheek. You look down at Moonji and she was smiling, running her hand over the drawings. 

Mommy was there with us. Right in our hearts.

Everyone she loves was there. 

Moonji had a very happy birthday. 

Now the book was really over. 

“I love it!” Moonji yells with joy, throwing her hands up in the air. Namjoon wraps his arms around her, pressing kisses to her cheeks, making her giggle. 

“Happy birthday again princess,” you tell her.

Namjoon then looks at you with teary eyes.

“When did you put that in there?” He asks. 

“You sent me out to get it all printed and I had it made before hand. I sneakily added it in when you gave me the flash drive,” you say, smiling up at him. 

“... was it okay though?” You then ask. You knew that Moonji’s birthday wasn’t the easiest day to celebrate every year considering it’s also the death anniversary of her mom. Namjoon did his best to try and not to let the bad memories of that day get to him. He still loved her of course, and will always have her in his heart. Now that he had you with his daughter, you never ever want it to seem like you were ever replacing her. You want to let them both know she’ll always be there in memory and in your hearts. You, personally, never met her, but you knew she was amazing. 

“More than okay,” he tells you, pulling you in to kiss you on the forehead. “Thank you.”

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MMM Imagines: “I really like you.”

Prompt: How Mamamoo would confess to you.

SOLAR

Even with her busy schedule, Solar was always there. Birthdays, promotions, off days, holidays. She even sent you a video of her singing “congratulations~” when you told her you got the last cinnamon bun from your favourite bakery. 

But there was nothing special about today. 

Traffic was horrendous (as usual), work was work, and the weather was so absurdly bland with no rain or shine that you wondered if whatever god existed took the day off.

Probably, you think. 

So it definitely surprised you to see Solar at your work parking lot, stood by your now candle-lit car with a mixed bouquet of your favourite flowers. 

“What are you doing here?” You fail to hide your shy grin.

“I’m going on tour so I won’t see you for a while. But before I go, there’s something I want to tell you. Um ... here,” she hands you the flowers. 

You knit your brows. “Flowers? Is everything alright? No one died, right?” 

“No, no, it’s not like that,” she laughs. 

“Okay, so what is it?” 

Pulling out her cellphone, her thumbs stumble through her phone. The sweet piano of Ra. D’s “I’m in love” twinkle through the quiet, golden honey spilling into your ears as her sweetness took you over. Drew you into her realm as the parking lot lights illuminated her pretty face.   

“I’m in love with you, Y/N.” 

You were so wrong. 

There was something special about today. 

MOONBYUL

You didn’t think she was serious. 

“How drunk are you?” you laugh, inspecting her empty shot glass. 

The two of you were sat on the rug of your apartment, sharing a blanket as you two talked, paying no mind to the movie on your flat screen. 

“Not that drunk,” she grins. “I want to remember when you finally give in to me.”

She slides an arm around your shoulder, leaning soft lips close to your cheeks in a breathy, barely-there kiss. Her free hand slips into yours, delving between empty spaces, trickling intricate rivers up your forearm. 

“Ugh, I need another shot to handle you tonight.” You whine, reeling away from her touch. 

You pour yourself another shot of green apple soju. She was always extra touchy after a few drinks, which was surprising (and a little impressive) considering the girl never kept her hands to herself on the regular. 

“I’m not kidding. I like you, Y/N,” you feel her grin against your skin as she nuzzles her nose into your neckline.

And you roll your eyes, “I swear to god, Byul--” 

“I’m serious,” a solemn shift darkens her gaze as she tilts your chin to her, her warm breath skimming over your lips. 

You’ve never been so aware of your breathing. Chest heaving. Heart beating. You swallowed, nervous. 

“Byul ...” 

She whispers again. “I’m serious.” 

WHEEIN

“You okay?” you laugh.  

Ten minutes earlier, Wheein pranced around the dance room like a hyperactive shiba inu, wiggling her butt to a random kpop playlist and cackling her ahjumma laugh. 

But now, Wheein is splayed across the dance room floor, depleted of all her energy as she stares into the distance between her and the ceiling. You lay next to her. 

“Yeah, I’m okay” she smiles faintly. Pensive. 

Now you’re concerned. You’re not used to this tepid pup. 

“You sure?” you ask.  

“Mhm.”

You take a long look at her before turning to the ceiling. You breathe, “Okay.” 

You try not to worry but it’s hard. Not only is this a drastic shift from super party fun times to a stiff contemplative quiet, but you know Wheein. You know how easy it is for her to get caught up in her own thoughts. 

You look to her when she cleared her throat, watching her irises shift in thought. It didn’t occur to you until now how close you were. So close you could feel her hand brushing against yours. Hear her breath as her chest heaves anxiously before she turns to you, twinkling eyes searching yours. 

The stiffness settles into a sort of peacefulness. Untroubled. 

Her fingers fidget, eventually finding courage as her cold hands sweeps across yours, finding comfort in your warm touch. 

She whispers, scared. 

“I think I like you.” 

HWASA

“You were so weird today,” you chuckle, walking into Hwasa’s apartment, hanging your winter coat in the foyer closet. 

“No, I wasn’t,” she says, defensive. 

“No, you were weird.” 

You recall the past couple of hours at Byul’s birthday party where Hwasa took you as her plus one. You’re not really the party type, but you knew how to mingle when need-be. So as you fluttered between people—Solar, Wheein, Sandeul, Seulgi, Hani, etc., Hwasa slowly got more ... clingy. 

. . . 

Handsy? 

The later the night got, the more she leeched onto you. Linking arms and lazily tangled limbs on the couch slowly graduated into hand holding, digging her hands into your sweater pocket, brushing her lips against your cheek. Your neck. Hands running up your thigh. Even a butt smack in front of BTS’s Jin. 

You blink away the flashbacks, a little shellshocked. “Definitely ... weird.”  

She shrugs. “It’s not my fault they can’t tell you’re mine.” 

Her words shoot ice through your veins, your body freezing at her words. You wonder if you heard her correctly.

“Um, what?” 

She looks at you. Sauntering closer as her eyes trap you, seductive. Predatory. 

Her hands drift up, fiddling with your collar as you gulp. 

She whispers with her signature huskiness. 

“You. Are. Mine.”

#mamamoo imagines #mamamoo reactions #mamamoo scenarios #mamamoo #solar #moonbyul #wheein #hwasa

[taeyangdyb]

Still Holding On part 1 (S.H.O)

In the first few years of our marriage, we found ourselves in many circumstances. we had good moments and some not so good ones. Despite everything, she still stands behind me, taking my side even when I'm wrong and she's hurt. 

  I turned 40 two years ago, Jaeha threw me a surprise party fits for a king, literally. It's really one for the book. She went back to work in her office, once the kids turned two years old. I knew I married a superwoman from the start, but I didn't know that she would be that amazing. She raises the bar higher and higher. She watches the kids in her office. At first, when she said that I thought to myself that she was joking, but every morning she wakes up to go to work, she takes them with her.

Our relationship? still feel different. right now, it's more like I love her, but she likes me. everyone else? pretty good, now the whole click has kids, no one has time for the excessive clubbing anymore. Byul's first, Jaeha second, Ailee third, Yori fourth, Jimin fifth, Mark sixth, Eric seventh, and Joon who is the oldest is the last one to have a baby.

I have so much to look forward to this year, Jae's turning 35, our kids’ third birthday. The past 3 years Jae's been focusing on the kids' parties, but only have dinners, so I'm gonna throw her a party, well I'm gonna try.

Simon: Hey you going home?

Jay: No, I have to pick up the kids from Jae's parents.

Simon: working late again?

Jay: Yeah.

Simon: Okay, I'll see you later

Jay: alright

My relationship with the kids got better, Mom is still their favorite, especially momma's boy Hoon. 

*hours later*

“READ MORE”

After picking the kids up, I take them home to shower and put them to bed. well, that's the plan I had, but the drive from their grandparents to our house is an hour away, they fell asleep and wake up as we get home. My new plan is to let them run around, get them tired and then shower. 

* later*

Well, the second plan works, who need to work out when you have to chase 3 three years old. 

*two hours later*

Jae: hey

Jay: Hi, how was work?

Jae: if I have to sit in one more two-hour business meeting with a bunch of old people who are drinking coffee, I'll throw myself out of the building.

Jay: *LOL*

Jae: that's not funny you know how much I hate the smell of coffee. how was your day?

Jay: meh, better than being stuck in a room with old men smelling coffee

Jae: how were the little angels?

Jay: Angels? good, they fell asleep on the way here. so I let them run around for a few hours and then shower them.

Jae: that's a good way to do it.

Jay: you want me to get you something?

Jae: no thank you, I’m tired I just wanna sleep, I'm off tomorrow I'm going to sleep all day.

right, I doubt that's gonna happen.

Jaeha took a shower and within minutes, she passed out. 

*next morning*

It's actually 9 am and she's still sleeping. Normally she'd be up by now, but I guess even Wonder Woman has a limit. well time to go check on the minions.

right now they're all sleeping in one room, but due to the house being so big, and to them being too active, their door is blocked until someone lets them out. As expected they're up and ready to destroy things. 

At this point, I'm used to them, their allergies and such. Jaehoon likes me but loves his mom. After breakfast, they shower and time to go outside. yes, I mean outside, with all this technology we try to keep them as far away from them as possible. They are not allowed to watch T.V for more than an hour and a half. I know they're young, but it's better to start now. keep them active instead of being glued in front of the T.V, Tablet, or computer. they have enough place to run around, they love being in the studio, so even better.

They run around for two straight hours, where do they get their energy from?  I know they're 3 but damn. 

*hours later*

After the running around for most, I take them back inside for lunch. Jaeha hasn't woken up yet. I should go check on her.

*in bedroom*

Jay: babe? *sits on the bed next to her*

Jae: ...

Jay: Honey are you okay? *pushes her hair out of the way*

Jae: *puts her head on his lap*

Jay: Jaejae, I know you love your job, but you have to take it easy

Jae: I know, I should get up and check on the kids

Jay: the kids are fine, they're having lunch right now.

Jae: what about you?

 Jay: don't worry about me. You need to get up, take a shower

Jae: my body hurts

Jay: Okay, just brush your teeth, I'll bring you lunch in here and later I'll give you a massage.

Jae: Can I get the message first? 

Jae: no princess.

We had a good night just talking and relaxing, things we barely have time for anymore.

*Next day*

*Jae's views*

I have so much to do today, yet I'm just sitting here in defeat. I give up after diapers.

Jae: you guys planning on getting dress today?

Hee: no

Jae: Jaehee you say no?

Hee: no, mommy no 

Jae: okay fine. I'm going to leave you all here.

Hoon: no *follows her* 

 Jae: you guys don't wanna get dress, stay here with your dad.

We left the house after an hour and finally made it.

Byul: How do you manage to still look that good?

Jae: good luck to all of you who wants more kids

Jimin: honestly I don't know how you do it? 

Jae: it took them an hour to decide whether they want to put clothes on or not. I think They're at the age to start doing activities

Yori: huh? aren't they too young?

Jae: They have to start early

Ailee: so what are you thinking?

Byul: What about your husband, what did he say?

Ailee: what can he say?

I want my kids to have that somewhat normal life, interacting with other kids other than just my friends' kids. I want to be that soccer or that dance mom, coming from the office drop the kids off to their after-school activities.

Jae: besides, My dad is retired he needs something to do besides playing golf and smoking cigars.

Ailee: speaking of which, how's your relationship with your mom?

Jae: nothing changed, she likes to give advice like, lady you have not raised a kid or anything your life, besides her dog and that little thing, has no manners. I don't even trust her to watch them.

Ailee: some people change with age, but I can't say the same for your mom.

Yori: what are you doing for the party?

Jae: I'm still thinking

Yori: your kids are already picky

Ailee: and they're all different, which is weird

Yori: you think they'll follow your business side?

Jae: I think it's a little too soon to tell, But Jaehee loves music 

Jimin: music business?

Jae: I don't want to imagine it

Yori: By the way, Jae

Jae: what?

Yori: don't you find it difficult calling all three of their full names or telling them apart?

Ailee: yeah, I mean it's not like you can call them "Jae" you have Jaebum, Jaehoon, Jaehee, Jaehin, and your name is Jaeha 

Jimin: how do you even call them? 

Jae: they're my kids, I can always tell who's who. 

Byul: Am I the only one feeling guilty?

Yori: about what?

Byul: the other girls not being here?

Jimin: I'm not

Ailee: not

Yori: no

Byul: what? Jaeha?

Jae: they don't seem like they're interested in getting along with us unless the guys are there

Byul: I still feel guilty

Jae: if you feel so guilty, call them

*all eyes on Byul*

Byul: I don't have any of their numbers

As close as we are, we ended up separated into two groups. Eric, Mark, and Joon's wife versus the rest of us. Mark dated my friend for a bit and then married another girl he had recently met, so we don't really connect with Joon, Eric, and Mark's wife at all.

Byul:*phone rings* Gray

Jimin: don't tell him we're having lunch

Byul: I can't lie to him

Yori: you're not lying, just don't tell him you're having lunch with us. 

Byul: hello

Gray: Hey, what you up to?

Byul: uhh, just chilling you

Gray: you want to go out tonight

Byul: out where?

Gray: I got invited to do a club performance I want you to go with me

Byul: who else is going what about-

Gray: My mom's watching her, I know you take ages to get ready I'm letting you know now, I can't be late

Byul: okay *hangs up* 

Jae: what?

Byul: I guess I'm going out tonight

Jimin: must be nice

Byul: you guys are not coming?

Jae: I can't

Byul: so I'm going to be alone

Yori: I'll go with you? 

Byul: really? 

Yori: yeah

We had our lunch and go home. We try to hang out as much as we can whenever we have the time since we have more responsibilities now. 

*two weeks later* 

*Jay's views*

The last time I was talking to the guys, and it seems like there's a little bit of tension going on between Jae's friends and the other girls. Whenever they have their "women outings" it's just the five of them the other three are never included. 

This click is so tight, I get how difficult it would be for anyone to fit in, but it's been a couple of years now, and it seems like there's no progress.. at all. 

Gray: I think we need to make them spend a weekend together

Jay: Uhm yeah things are just starting to get better between Jaeha and me I'm not going to mess it up.

Simon: My wife doesn't think before she opens her mouth

Loco: that's a recipe for disaster 

Gray: you never know

Simon: besides how are you going to get them to agree?

Gray: I'll try to convince Byul, and get her to make get Jaeha to agree. There's a four days weekend coming up in a few weeks, get them together to plan something.

Jay: good luck 

*days later*

Eric: it's been a while

Joon: I know right

Rin: where's everyone else?

Naya: probably putting on makeup 

 Sam:*laughs*

Mark:*sigh* 

Sam: what? 

Jay: sorry I'm late

Eric: it's fine we haven't been here for a while  

Simon: what's up?

*everyone greets each other* 

Yori: where's Jaejae?

Byul: I haven't seen her since last week.

Jay: she'll be here, she had a meeting *looks at his watch* She should be here soon. 

Jimin: how old is this place? who's idea was it? The A.C is not even working.

Simon: *sigh* 

Yori: what's with the decor? 

Ailee: I feel like I'm on set of a horror movie

Rin: I picked this place, I thought it'd be a good change of scenery. 

Jimin: *mumbles* well that explains a lot 

Yori:*chuckles* 

This is going to be a disaster if anything goes wrong all on Gray.

In the first few years of our marriage, we found ourselves in many circumstances. we had good moments and some not so good ones. Despite everything, she still stands behind me, taking my side even when I'm wrong and she's hurt. 

#aomg #team aomg #aomg gray #aomg loco #aomg jay park #Jay Park #fanfiction #aomg fanfic #jay park fiction #khh scenario #khh fanfic #aomg simon d #simon d #gray #ChaCha Malone #love story #Giving love a shot #still holding on #s.h.o #love #relationship #struggle #jaeha #byul #yori #park jaebeom

[wheebb]

I’m shy too (hence why I’m on anon lol) so no worries hun! Seriously though your writing is super cute. Here’s another moonsun prompt for you since I’ve been in a MS mood lately: Byul’s birthday is coming up in December so yong plans an early birthday trip for when they’re done HIP promotions. Byul’s always wanted to go to Hawaii so she rents a lil beach house for a couple weeks and Byul is beyond excited. What goes on on their vacation ? - 🐹

when byul heard that yongsun had planned a trip to hawaii and rented a house for her birthday she was ecstatic. the trip was all she could talk about until the day that they finally left came. the plane ride was probably one of the most stressful ones yongsun had ever had. for most of the flight, byul talked non stop about all the things they could do and asking various questions about the house they would be staying at. the only down time yongsun had in peace was the final two hours of the trip when byul had finally talked herself to sleep.

the house was nothing special, but it was perfect for them especially seeing it was located right on the beach. of course the first thing byul insisted on doing was getting changed into their swimsuits and rushing out to play in the ocean. most of their beach time was just byul started multiple water fights.

they would definitely do something cheesy like go to a botanical garden just to enjoy walking around together. it would take them around two hours to see the whole garden because byul would stop so often to take pictures of everything she found pretty. by time they left she would have enough pictures to make a promotional photobook for the garden.

swimming with the dolphins was a must. the dolphins loved yong for whatever reason and tended to swim near her. as expected yong was scared out of her mind, but excited as well so she made sure to cling close to byul the whole time ( byul definitely wasn't complaining either. )

their nights would be cuddling and watching tv casually or stargazing on the beach. it was during these times that byul couldn't believe that she had found someone who loved her as much as yong did. their last night was emotional and filled with byul complaining about all the things they could have done, she even suggested they just never go back. yong obviously told her she was delusional and that they had to leave.

of course by the end of the plane ride home byul had convinced her to plan a trip back for next year.

#mamamoo headcanon #mamamoo hcs #mamamoo #mamamoo drabble #solar #moonbyul #moonsun

[bangtanmattel-blog]

D.D.D. - The Boyz Dreamlike

Baby Come Back Home - Target S the P

Wave - Limesoda Wave

Wonderland - Ateez Treasure EP.FIN: All To Action

Deja Vu - Dreamcatcher Raid of Dream

Double Knot - Stray Kids Double Knot

Dumb Litty - KARD Dumb Litty

Who Dat B - Jessi Who Dat B

Run - Grizzly & Chung Ha - Run

36.5 - Shaun 36.5

Moon - Shaun 36.5

Be On You - GreatGuys We’re Not Alone_Chapter1: It’s You

Too Much - Bigone & Penomeco Peach Blossom

Daredevil - Zico, Jvcki Wai, Yumdda Thinking Part.1

Icy - Itzy IT’z ICY

Long Flight - Taeyong Long Flight

Where’s My Money - Sam Kim Where’s My Money

Juice - Choi Seo Hyun, Maddox, Seungrae [Prod. Code Kunst] SignHere episode1

No Gravity - Part Time Cooks, MBA [Prod. Jay Park & DJ Wegun & WOOGIE & GroovyRoom] SignHere episode1

Game Good - Simon Dominic, Ryno, sogumm, YELLA D [Prod, GooseBumps & Simon Dominic] SignHere episode1

Genie - VIINI Dimension

Feel Special - Twice Feel Special

Devil - CLC Devil

Stay Beautiful - Jimin Park Stay Beautiful

I Been - Berhana, Crush I Been

Bim Bam Bum - Rocket Punch Pink Punch

25 -BOL4 Two Five

Fear - Seventeen An Ode

Flash -X1 Quantam Leap

UN Village -Baekhyun City Lights

Rolling Rolling - 1TEAM Just

Orange Drive - Bang Yongguk Orange Drive

Dream Play - Limitless Dream Play

To Be Loved - Shaun 36.5

Gottasadae - BewhY The Movie Star

Still Nirvana - Ravi, Haon, Xydo Nirvana II

Telephone - Benji Telephone

I’ll Be There - Yoon Jisung Dear Diary

TMT - Stray Kids Cle 2: Yellow Wood

RPM - SF9 RPM

Questions - Zelo Distance

Happy Now - HA:TFELT & Moon Byul Happy Now

Crystal Ball - Purple Beck Crystal Ball

Popsicle - UHSN UHSN

Umpah Umpah - Red Velvet  The ReVe Festival Day 2

That’s Okay - D.O That’s Okay

icywavy - $ammy & Colde icywavy

Lord - Gun Lord

Underwater - Loann Underwater

DAx4 - Simon Dominic DAx4

Giddy Up - Sik-K, HAON, pH-1, Woodie Gochild [Prod, GroovyRoom] Dingo X H1GHR MUSIC

Goldfish - Kodi Green, Kozypop, Kaution Goldfish

Eden - IZ RE:IZ

Bloom Bloom - The Boyz Bloom Bloom

Bloom - ENOi bloom

Y - Fanxy Child Y

Fly - Gaho Fly

Are You Ready? - D-Crunch M0527

Doom Doom - Noir Abyss

Face - Woosung Wolf

What Are You Up To - Kang Daniel Color On Me

Red - The Rose Red

Call Anytime - Jinu & Mino Jinu’s Heyday

Time of Our Life - Day6 The Book of Us: Gravity

Side Effects - Stray Kids Cle 2: Yellow Wood

Gleam - Mamamoo Gleam

Give Me More - VAV, De La Ghetto, Play-N-Skillz

Birthday - Somi Birthday

Tag Tag Tag - VeriVery Veri-CHILL

Boom - NCT Dream We Boom 

Lovedrunk - Epik High & Crush sleepless in ________

Zimzalabim - Red Velvet The ReVe Festival Day 1

We Don’t Talk Together - Heize Giriboy We Don’t Talk Together

Heaven - Eden & Heize Heaven

Run Away - Teen Top Dear. N9NE

Movie Star - CIX Hello Chapter 1: Hello, Stranger

What a Life - EXO-SC What a Life

Humph! - Pentagon SUM(ME:R)

Really Really - Cherry Bullet Love Adventure

Eclipse - GOT7 Spinning Top: Between Security & Insecurity

Fun! - fromis_9 Fun Factory

Talk About Love Nu’Est Happily Ever After

Highway To Heaven - NCT #127 We Are Superhuman

No One - Lee Hi & B.I 24 C

Runaway - Eric Nam Runaway

Bet Bet - Nu’Est Happily Ever After

Illusion - Ateez Treasure Ep.3: One To All

You - Xiumin You

Under Cover - ACE Under Cover

Summer Night - Yoona & 20 Years of Age A Walk To Remember

Baptism - Jhnovr & Goretexx Baptism

Snapping - Chung Ha Flourishing

Uh-Oh (G)I-DLE Uh-Oh

Pink Magic - Yesung Pink Magic

Bee - Rothy Color of Rothy

Barriers - Bursters Barriers

I’m On Fire - Eun Jiwon & Blue.D G1

1 in a Million - Astro All Light

Wave - Ateez Treasure EP.3 One To All

Bless You - 1Kyne Bless You

Superhuman - NCT #127 We Are Superhuman

Her Fine Weather - Heize She’s Fine

Bom - BOL4 Puberty Book I Bom

The Fifth Season (SSFWL) - Oh My Girl The Fifth Season

Danger - Super Junior D&E Danger

Howlin’ 404 - Dean Howlin’ 404

Global Extinction - sokodomo & Kirin School Rapper3 Final

BINU - BIBI BINU

K-TOWN - Jay Park & Hit-Boy K-TOWN

Don’t Need Your Love - NCT Dream & HRVY Don’t Need Your Love

Anymore - KittiB 1718: Salem

Ah Yeah - Winner We

Four Seasons - Taeyeon Four Seasons

Leave It - N.Flying Spring Memories

Focus - Kim Don Han D-Hours AM 7:03

Untitled Love Song - Henry Untitled Love Song

Tu Eres - Newkidd Newkidd

From Now - VeriVery Veri-Able

Better Do Better - Vanner V

youknowbetter - hyolyn youknowbetter

Party Girl - Jang Dong Woo Bye

Will You Be My Girlfriend? - M.O.N.T Going Up

Twilight - OneUs Raise Us

Me - CLC Me

Taste - Woo & Giriboy Taste

DMT (Do Ma Thang) - 3YE DMT

Bed - Vandal Love Eclipse

Picky Picky - Weki Meki Lock End LOL

Breathe - AB6IX B:Complete

Me & You - Exid We

Ring On My Ears - OneWe ¼

Awake - JBJ95 Awake

Love Aches - Sik-K Fl1P

OKGO - Beenzino & E-Sens OKGO

She Is - Ovan & Shaun She Is

Blow Your Mind - (G)-IDLE I Made

SSFW - Chanyeol SSFW

Hocus Pocus - BVNDIT BVNDIT, Be Ambitious!

Dang! - GreatGuys Trigger

TMI - Gray TMI

TTM - Bray TTM

Spotlight - 1THE9 XIX

Stars Over Me - BOL4 Puberty BookI Bom

4:44 - Park Bom & WheeIn re: Blue Rose

Title - Coogie Hooligans

Cat & Dog - TXT The Dream Chapter: Star

Chronosaurus - Stray Kids Cle 1: Miroh

Say Hi - Kisum & Woody Say Hi

Universe - Minhyun Universe

Domino - 1THE9 Domino

News - Jang Dong Woo Bye

Memories - Girl Crush Memories

Fancy - Twice Fancy You

No Reason - Heize She’s Fine

Aquarium - Gun Aquarium

Thrilla Killa - VAV Thrilla Killa

Boy With Luv - BTS & Halsey Map of the Soul: Persona

Suffering For Love - Eden Exhalant

Paranoid - Ash Island Ash

Nothing - Loco Hello

Always Be Your Girl - S.I.S. Always Be Your Girl

Put It Straight - (G)I-DLE I Made

Kill This Love - Blackpink Kill This Love

Violeta - IZ*One Heart*IZ

Bomb Bomb- KARD Bomb Bomb

Spring - Park Bom & Sandara Park Spring

See-Through - Ravi & Cold Bay R.OOK Book

Miroh - Stray Kids Cle 1: Miroh

Vibe - 1Team Hello!

Play It Cool - Monsta X & Steve Aoki Take.2 We Are Here

Sha La La - Pentagon Genie:Us

BBANG - HBY Yolo

Still Loving You - 100% RE:tro

What You Waiting For - R.Tee & Anda What You Waiting For

A Day Of Love - B1A4 A Day Of Love

Live - Ravi & Chung Ha Live

Gravity - Trei Born

Maybe It’s Not Our Fault - Yerin Baek Our Love Is Great

I’m So Hot - Momoland Show Me

Bon Bon Chocolat - Everglow Arrival Of Everglow

Pinky Star (Run) - GWSN The Park In The Night Part Two

I Wanna Be - Key & Soyeon I Wanna Be

Want - Taemin Want

Waggy - Mamamoo White Wind

Gogobebe - Mamamoo White Wind

My Star - Mamamoo White Wind

Tuxedo - Ravi R.OOK Book

I’m A Star - Wooseok & Kuanlin 9801

XI - Code Kunst & Lee Hi XI

Flower- Haon Flower

Allure - Hyomin Allure

Focus On Me - JUS2 Focus

Drunk In The Morning - Ryeowook Drunk On Love

Imagine - Key I Wanna Be

Noir - Sunmi Noir

Blue Orangeade - TXT The Dream Chapter: Star

Crown - TXT The Dream Chapter: Star

Hey!- Superbee Heu!

Tonight - Huta & Melody Hutazone

Addict - Sik-K Addict

 LOL - Red  House & Lake LOL

 24hrs - Sangmin 24hrs

 ON N ON - Miso ON N ON

 Noizy - Sik-K FL1P

 Trouble - Exid Trouble

 Neon - Yukika Neon

 Lonely Night - KNK Lonely Night

 DDING - Jvcki Wai, Young B, Osshun Gum, Han Yo Han Dingo X Indigo Music

 Alligator - Monsta X Take 2: We Are Here

 Terminal - Shaun An-nyeong

 WiFi - Saturday Follow Saturday

 It’s Been a While - Loco & Zion.T HELLO

 Butterfly - Loona [X.X]

 Enough - SF9 Narcissus

 U Um U Um - Hyomin Allure

 I’m Ok - Ikon The New Kids

 Hala Hala [Hearts Awakened, Live Alive] - Ateez Treasure Ep:2 Zero To One

 Dalla Dalla - Itzy IT’z Different

 Twit - Hwa Sa TWIT

 Piri - Dreamcatcher The End of Nightmare

Clock - Infinite Clock

 We Must Love - ONF We Must Love

 The More I See - Aweek The More I See

 Cinderella - Rick Bridges Cinderella

 Thursday Party - Big Marvel Thursday Party

 Missed Call - Jiselle & Chancellor Missed Call

 2cm - Minseo & Paul Kim The Diary of Youth

What U Want - UK what u want

 Only U - Imfact Only U

 No CLC - No.1

 I Want U - MustB I Want U

 Tic Toc - NeonPunch Watch Out

 I Wanna Know - Roh Tae Hyun biRTHday

 Home - Seventeen You Made My Dawn

 One Side Love - Yodayoung one side love

 Fire Up - Woody Fire Up

 No Mercy - Bambi No Mercy

 Issue - Mckdaddy I’m In Trouble But It Feels Like Everyday

 Hikikomori - Bang Yongguk Hikikomori

 Ya - Huta Hutazone

 Bad Habits - Shaun An-nyeong

 Q&A - Cherry Bullet Let’s Play Cherry Bullet

 Good To Me - Seventeen You Made My Dawn

 Getting Closer - Seventeen You Made My Dawn

 Loca - Favorite Loca

 All Night - ASTRO All Light

 Say My Name - Ateez Treasure EP:2 Zero To One

 %% (Eung Eung) - Apink Percent

 Sunrise - GFRIEND - Time For Us

 Rooftop - N.Flying Fly High Project #2 ‘Rooftop’

 Gotta Go - Chung Ha Gotta Go

 Valkyrie - Oneus  Light Us

 Ring Ring Ring - Verivery  Veri-us

 La La Love - WJSN WJ Stay?

 Sappy - Red Velvet Sappy

 Spark - Taeyeon Purpose

 Nappa - Crush Nappa

 Dream Line - Purple Beck Dream Line

 Limitless - Ravi, Sik-K, Xydo Limitless Pt. 1

 Forever Love - Youngjae O,on

 Hip - Mamamoo reality in BLACK

 You Calling My Name - GOT7 Call My Name

 SOSO - Winner Cross

 Make It Right - BTS & Lauv Make It Right

 9 and Three Quarters (Run Away) - TXT The Dream Chapter: Magic

 BByong - Saturday IKYK

 Levanter - Stray Kid Cle: Levanter

 Good Bam - N.Flying Yaho

 Now - K-Tigers Zero HuiRoAeRak

 It’s On You - Teen Teen Very, On Top

[orbiting-star]

During my absence I still kept up with some kpop stuff and here's a summary of what I got:

Why the fuck have blackpink become models

Thank fuck blinks finally actually tried to do something about it because YGent trash

1 BILLION ON 4D HOLY SHIT

200 MILLION ON KTL DANCE PRACTICE HOLY SHIT WHY LMAO

3 AWARDS THE SAME DAY AS THE 1 BILLION WOAH

Still not over the fact that they sold out a 55k dome concert the same day as MAMA in the 49k dome eye-

Hip... Hip.... I've had it stuck in my head ever since it came out

I thought I couldn't be more attracted to byul's voice after bad bye but then I heard the first rap in hip

Universe actually made me cry when I didn't know the lyrics then made me cry harder when I knew

Byul's high note in Ten Nights..... Whoever wrote that for her has a galaxy brain thank you so much

Moonsun stop flexing how whipped you are for each other challenge

No seriously what's up with the shoes? Converse from Byul to match, then wearing each others' converse by accident, then spending 3 hours customising vans?? Love

THE NECKLACE MYSTERY THANK THE LORD and it was somehow gayer than I thought

Hhhhhhhh I'm a slut for short haired Hwasa.... And her smile.....

Wheein in blue hair... Skdh her smile...... Skdhdkdj her dimple....... Skdhskdjkd

Skdhdjjdjd boxer Yong SJKDJSJD

Hip stage outfits skdhskdjkd I'm gaY

3 WINS FUCK YEAH BABEY

Also can we appreciate how happy they've all seemed lately?? Uwuwu

But please stop being chaotic lesbians on national television

Loona are still the best boy group

Jinsoul black hair..... Yes still......

Their dance covers.... I watch Not Today once a day for clear skin but Eclipse was just THAT BITCH

LOONA WON AAA FUCK YEAH BABEY

Can't believe I leave for one(1) week and a half and like 4 birthdays happened what the fuck man

#kpop #blackpink #mamamoo #loona #random #moonsun

[dujourmeans]

cerise byul nam, twenty-two, a midsummer night's dream, the basis of that whole "this is a story of a girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world" lyric.

only daughter of a british-korean actor and french-korean model turned self-help author ■ has a scream that any scream queen would kill to have ■ had a fit of epic proportion at her fifth birthday party when she found out that the "unicorn" (aka: a horse with a unicorn headband on) that her parents had brought in for her wasn't an actual one; literally wore out her vocal chords from screaming and crying and refused to talk to anyone for two weeks after ■ took on virtually ever key children's theatre role in her local theatre scene growing up (to the chagrin of other theatre kids in the area) ■ really, a stereotypical theatre kid in every sense of the word ■ tried to run for class president during her senior year of high school; dropped out midway though the campaign process after she fake passed out in the middle of a debate and spent the rest of the semester letting people fawn over her who felt “bad” about it ■ can’t handle being called out or confronted about anything (see here) ■ the longest fit that she’s pitched (not including times when she’s done a stop-and-go with crying) lasted for five hours and forty-three minutes ■ virtually all of her breakdowns look something like this ■ loves to accuse people of conspiring against her ■ her go to karaoke song is “kiss from a rose”, loves singing it in intensity to people she’s, like, really into ■ knows that she’s pretty and won’t have you telling her anything else, but she will tell you that you’re pretty too (even if you’re, like, not) ■ def that drunk girl that you meet in a club bathroom who compliments you and then breaks down and tells you her life story two minutes later ■  will sleep with you if she hasn’t already - either way: wants you to love and compliment her   ■ currently stuck in brighton with a group of her richie rich friends (see: all of the made in chelsea kids)

needs:  all of her made in chelsea buddies and anyone who she's met through them and ......... everything else.

#lastcallrp #c: other cerise #a mess?

[kratoshq]

good to see you, JAESHIN BYUL! we hope you came prepared & ready to train - allow us to show you to your rooms. make sure you’re unpacked & in the right state of mind, because your first session is in 9 hours. in the meantime, feel free to enjoy everything the lovely island of kratos has to offer.

JUNG WOOYOUNG is now taken!

♔➳ ( JUNG WOOYOUNG, HE/HIM. ) welcome to kratos, jaeshin byul! it says here that you’re the child of athena — i assume that means you’re also able to control shapeshifting, and control over all weapons. wonderful! your birthday is april 17, making you twenty one… an aries, huh? that makes sense. i’m also seeing that you’re going into your second year of art theory & have already applied for a job as a cook at the underworld. we do admire the ambition. onto the more trivial details — we’ve collected some information from your uncle & they’ve attested to you being very charismatic, but we do have some concerns with your tendency to be naive. either way, we’re happy to have you & hope you make the most of your time here! ( mae, 23, cst, she/her. )

#twitter rp #appless rp #oc rp #new rp #accepted #tysm for joining!

[mystic-messenger-writing]

everyone always talks about rfa and babies, but what about rfa and toddlers? i honestly think that toddlers would be more difficult than babies but i'm not a parent, who knows lol

Oh anonny, anything dealing with the Mystic Messenger crew and their children I always go overboard and this request is no exception! These turned out ridiculously long so I’m sorry to everyone in advance! I also want to thank everyone for the name suggestions for the kids, I sincerely liked all of the suggestions and the help is greatly appreciated! Anyways, I loved writing this one so I hope that you enjoy!! ^^

Yoosung

Yours and Yoosung’s son Byul was quite a handful to say the least

He was a bundle of energy since the day he was born and it was especially shown through his toddler years

Byul would run around the house shouting gibberish and when you told Yoosung to discipline his child, he tried but never succeeded as he thought he was a bad father

You needed some girl time so you and Jaehee planned a day trip together leaving Byul in the hand’s of Yoosung

The second you said your goodbyes to your husband and son, Byul ran to the master bedroom, jumping wildly on the bed

“Byul calm down! Just because mommy isn’t here doesn’t mean you can act crazy! You’re going to get hurt!” Yoosung said as he tried to control his crazy son

But Byel ended up falling off the bed, crying his little eyes out as Yoosung went into panicked doctor mode

After making sure Byul didn’t have any injuries, he told his son in a firm voice that he had to listen to him to which Byul nodded and wrapped his small arms around Yoosung’s neck

Yoosung smiled and gently carried his son to his computer chair, sitting him down on his lap and started playing LOLOL - Byul’s eyes widened in wonder and every time Yoosung would beat a monster, Byul’s tiny hands would fly up in the air as he’d exclaim “Daddy’s the best!”

Yoosung’s heart soared as he and his son spent the rest of the night playing video games as his son cheered for him

You came home, expecting to see the house in ruins, but instead saw Yoosung and Byul laying in bed together surrounded by pillows and stuffed animals

From then on, Yoosung became a more strict but still loving parent to Byul, who was still a ball of energy but loved watching his father play video games or reading him bedtime stories with animals in them

Yoosung smiled at you, thinking that maybe he really could be a good father to Byul

Zen

Yours and Zen’s son Jun-Ho was a mini looking Zen but with none of his personality

Jun-Ho was an extremely shy and anxious toddler, hating the limelight and attention that he received by being a famous actor’s son

Even though Jun-Ho was shy, when it was just you, Zen, and himself he’d become a screamer

If Zen tried telling him ‘no’ then Jun-Ho would scream at the top of his little lungs and Jun-Ho’s singing and screaming voice was awful

Your son would wake up from his sleep because of a nightmare, screaming while doing so, resulting in a lot of sleepless nights for Zen

Zen would lay in bed with his boy as his son would curl into his father’s embrace as Zen said “It’s alright Jun-Ho, daddy’s here. I’ll protect you from the nightmares so don’t worry okay? I’ll even sing to you until you fall asleep.”

Jun-Ho was also extremely clingy to both you and Zen, he’d typically need to have one of you by his side or he’d become an anxious crying mess

But Zen realized that his son loved dressing up in both your’s and Zen’s clothing, often giggling when he’d see Jun-Hon wearing one of his leather jackets paired with your skirt

Zen could see the happiness in Jun-Ho’s eyes when he’d dress up so Zen started to encourage his boy and would even dress up with him at times with

Jun-Ho would say “Daddy looks good!” When dressing Zen up and the silver man had to admit, for a toddler his son really knew how fashion worked

No matter how shy or clingy your son was, Zen would always make sure that Jun-Ho would feel love from him as he tried to be the best father that he could

Jaehee

Your’s and Jaehee’s daughter Min-Ji was a good mix of the two of your’s personality with a huge temper mixed in

If Min-Ji didn’t get what she wanted, she would throw a huge temper tantrum causing both you and Jaehee major headaches

Min-Ji also had a habit pulling people’s hair, with Jaehee sometimes wishing that she would have kept her hair shorter

But Jaehee already had to take care of the RFA boys on her own before, since they’re basically toddlers themselves, so dealing with her little daughter wouldn’t be a big deal

Jaehee was always firm but kind towards Min-Ji, scorning her when needed but also showing her plenty of love

“It wasn’t very nice to pull mommy’s hair now was it Min-Ji. You should go apologize to her and if you’re truly sorry, then we can do something fun together.” Jaehee would strictly tell her daughter

Since your birthday was coming up, Jaehee decided that for apologizing to you, Min-Ji could help her bake a cake

Jaehee noticed how much fun her daughter had while making the cake and how calm she was, realizing that maybe baking was her passion

She let Min-Ji decorate the cake once it was baked, Jaehee giggled at her messy creation as her daughter exclaimed “Mommy will love it!”

You walked into the kitchen, startling the two girls, and complimented Min-Jo’s decorating, giving Jaehee a quick kiss as you noted that she finally found something to calm your daughter down

Jaehee lifted Min-Ji into the air and held her close to her as she thought being a mother to Min-Ji was the best feeling in the world

Jumin

Your’s and Jumin’s daughter Nari was the definition of beauty, grace, and sass

Nari was typically a good toddler and was very calm, except when it came to Elizabeth the Third

Your daughter was obsessed with cats, making Jumin one proud father, but that meant she’d never let Elizabeth out of her sight

As she got older, she would take Elizabeth with her everywhere and she ended up ignoring you and Jumin

Jumin wanted to spend time with his three favorite girls but Nari seemed to never want to be around him, making Jumin concerned

Nari was also a fan of arts and crafts and one day accidentally spilled red paint on Elizabeth’s fur

When Jumin went over to clean Elizabeth, Nari looked at him in fear as she started crying, making Jumin realize that she was intimidated by him and that he wasn’t being a good father

After cleaning up Elizabeth, Jumin sat down with Nari, who was cuddling her Elizabeth look-a-like plushie, as he apologized to her

“I know that I haven’t been around lately to spend time with you and your mother and for that, I’m sorry Nari. Why don’t me, you, your mother, and Elizabeth spend the night together okay? I don’t say it enough it I love you my little Sapphire.” Jumin said as he sat his little girl on his lap with her smiling at her nickname

From then on, Jumin cut his work hours down to spend more time with his family, which usually ended up being Nari drawing pictures for Jumin to hang up everywhere

You and Jumin would tuck Nari into bed every night with Elizabeth at her side, with Jumin determined to become the best father that he could be

Seven

Your’s and Seven’s child Sae-yoon was surprisingly a good boy, until you weren’t around

Sae-yoon was a huge mama’s boy, he’d constantly be by your side making Seven slightly jealous

But when it was just Seven and Sae-yoon, the toddler loved making a mess of things for Seven to clean up after

Sae-yoon would smack Seven’s computer screens, tangle the wires, and spill his fruit juice all over his father’s electronics

Seven isn’t very good at disciplining Sae-yoon, he doesn’t want to end up like his own parents but you encourage Seven that some firm words were sometimes needed as a father

Much to Seven’s shock, every time he’d try to show his son something on the computer, Sae-yoon would yell and throw his little fists at the screen

He even tried to make his son some homemade meals but Seven was stunned when his son threw a bag of Honey Buddy Chips at his father

Seven was about to give up until he saw his son in his bed, frustrated as he tried to read a storybook to himself

Sae-yoon was about to start crying until Seven walked in, laying down next to his son and took the book from him as he dramatically read the story as his son giggled

“I see that you’re more interested in books then computer Sae-yoon and that’s alright! I’m still going to teach you about computers when you’re older but for now, you’re going to hear all kinds of crazy stories from me, the great 707 to you, my little 505!” Seven told his son as he lifted him in the air, both boys laughing

Every night you would tuck your son into bed and listen to Seven’s insane stories, acting out all of the parts and usually ending up tickling his son at the end to tire him out and Sae-yoon would always say “Daddy tells the best stories!“

Seven, tired himself from the crazy story-telling, would thank you for supporting him as he promised that he’d be the greatest father to his son

#mystic messenger #mystic messenger headcanon #mystic messenger imagines #mystic messenger Yoosung #mystic messenger Zen #mystic messenger Jaehee #mystic messenger Jumin #mystic messenger Seven #These are so freaking long I apologize!