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get well soon yoongi <3 sending u all army's love rn !!!!

jeon jeongguk

heyy guess who updated skinny for the first time in over a year !! https://www.wattpad.com/1122502772?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=1-800-DPRLIVE&wp_originator=bLnBiC%2FProi9CpZIYUAdeIr%2By%2BkvFNmXgTuVmz%2BIwXo4syRVIDw3xmxE6e4FENT9rnnze%2FhFXeYcU9Cp5bn6kbDzUVWniw2BN5UxXplHissIZ%2FYCTXmwTTZSjZ8QKXPw

HAPPY PRIDE MONTH <33 to all my lgbtq+ cuties ily so much !! i myself am questioning, kinda hate labels, might be pansexual, might hate humans in general, might be bi, idfk. but know u are valid and i love you <3

taegguk prompt inspired by @taehyungseyelid and their story "jeon jeongguk isn't stupid" i think my writer's block is cured ily<3
          
          this is pretty long u have been warned my loves
          
          
          jeongguk leans in to see what taehyung smells like. perhaps it'd be strawberries, vanilla or honey, like those cliche stories he likes to offhandedly read.
          
          but taehyung doesn't smell like any of the above. 
          
          he doesn't smell like roses or wood or those coconut candles he has in his bedroom "because aesthetic."
          
          and it's because taehyung smells like something so unique and exactly that. 
          
          taehyung.
          
          he's just played a full game of football and smells like sweat and fucking body odour. not flowers and lemons, but the faint lingering scent of the deodorant he applied before he played. the unscented kind that actually smells, the roll-on kind that sticks to your hairs and makes your clothes feel wet. because taehyung has slight asthma and aerosol is problematic. 
          
          and jeongguk finds himself somewhat pleased.
          
          as if it were more comfortable that taehyung smelled normal. like a normal university student who's just played a whole match of football. 
          
          because jeongguk is all too aware that he smells like ass. not the kind that takes a shit, but that musty smell that comes to haunt you when you haven't washed your hair in a week and dandruff begins to form in your scalp. 
          
          but taehyung doesn't complain about the musty smell. 
          
          he simply smiles and moves his face closer to jeongguk's and rests there. lips inches away and taehyung just lingers. 
          
          because he feels so vulnerable yet alive and so not embarrassed, even though he felt in control a second ago. but none of that matters now. 
          
          jeongguk feels filthy yet he loves this feeling. he loves feeling real, and raw and exposed and everything he's been taught he shouldn't. and jeongguk is relieved. because he realises that taehyung is human. that he smells like shit, like sweat and grass and dirt. 
          
          just like him.

JUST WROTE THE BEST TAEKOOK PROMPT OF MY LIFE AND IT DIDNT SAVE I WANT TO DIE

fuck the grammys

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY ULTIMATE BIAS, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE PARK CHANYEOL. 
          
          park chanyeol; singer, songwriter, dancer, rapper, producer, idol, actor, model, mc, drummer, pianist, guitarist. 
          
          perfection.
          
          28 years old as of the 27th of november, 2020. chanyeol, i love you with all my heart. no, not in the delusional fan way who wishes that they could marry their favourite oppa. no, chanyeol is my inspiration, the person who i aspire to be like, the kind of person i want to become when i'm older.
          
          i'm only 15, so sometimes it's hard for me to decide what i want to do after i graduate, and who to look up to. but chanyeol is such an amazing person, whether i know him personally or not. i truly believe that chanyeol is an amazing person, on and off cameras. 
          
          this is so cheesy and i didn't even write a happy birthday paragraph to wooyoung who happens to be my other ultimate bias, but chanyeol truly means the absolute world to me. my otp is literally chanbaek even though my looking at my profile you'd never guess it huh. 
          
          dear exo, i freaking miss you so old guys so bad. loey, chanyeol, whatever the fuck you go by, i genuinely love you to pieces. thank you for being the reason i wake up in the morning, the reason i try my hardest in school, the reason i'm trying so hard to keep my life in check and trying so hard to not spiral out of control. 
          
          when you enlist in the military my world will literally shatter but that's okay! because you'll be back; just like minseok, kyungsoo, junmyeon and jongdae. ahh i love you so freaking bad, okie have an amazing day LOML 

hi? i'm kind of back...

to whoever finds this message
          
          i remember the life i had in guam
          the beach, the way the water felt
          the warm sunlight on my skin
          
          shit
          
          life was pretty good
          i really miss those days
          
          but then again, i hated school 
          i hated how people shouted at me for looking different
          calling me names
          just because of my skin colour you know?
          
          but i didn't really care
          
          as long as my mum and dad were smiling 
          i thought nothing could go wrong
          
          nothing
          what could, nothing
          
          2007 february 4th 
          i was packing my things
          and i was leaving for korea
          i didn't know why at the time
          all i knew was i had to say goodbye
          to the place i called home and say hello to
          
          mister sunshine, i ain't got no time yeah
          mister fast car, i ain't want no ride no
          mister city lights, i don't want no fight
          i don't wanna hide, i don't wanna lie
          
          and i want to know why 
          why i had to feel so incomplete
          every second of my week
          like why i had to have three jobs
          just to stay on my feet
          why i had to enlist in the army
          before i could even speak
          
          or why my dad had to be diagnosed 
          with something he couldn't beat
          
          cancer
          
          honestly, if felt like death
          but he was facing death
          so i was confused 
          i remember asking myself
          
          "where do we go when we die?
          hell? heaven?
          do we enter a void?
          space?
          reincarnation?"
          where do we go?
          where do we go?
          too many questions
          with no answers
          where do we go?
          god, i don't know
          where do i go?
          
          now fast forward five years:
          
          COMING TO YOU LIVE
          
          IITE COOL
          
          LET THAT LIQUOR RIDE BABY
          
          BLUE, MARTINI BLUE
          
          DPR WE GANG-GANG
          
          i guess a lot has happened since then
          but here i am asking myself the same questions...
          
          * the touching story that brought me to tears written by hong dabin for whoever