HAPPY YOONGI DAY!! Happy Birthday My Darling Lil Meow Meow, Youre So Special And I Love You So Much.

HAPPY YOONGI DAY!! Happy birthday my darling lil’ meow meow, you’re so special and I love you so much.

hearing officials and public figures criticize biden openly on talk shows and seeing newspaper headlines sharply decry israel killing aid workers is making me feel kind of crazy. like it could've been like this the whole time. before 40,000 palestinians were killed and the infrastructure of gaza destroyed. it could've been like this when people gathered their children in plastic bags at al-ahli hospital, when a poet and his family were assassinated for a joke, when journalists buried their families on air, when children were targeted by drones on camera, when a little boy holding his grandmother's hand in one hand and a white flag in another watched her get shot and die in front of him, when a cameraman was left to bleed out with a live counter for hours while his rescuers were shot, when patients were bulldozed in their tents in the courtyard of a hospital, when four babies were left die and decompose alone in their hospital beds, when six year old hind rajab was crying for help trapped in a car with the corpses of her family on the phone with the red crescent for hours until she and the rescuers sent to get her were killed too.

dorks

I can’t with their sarcastic answers lmao

Vipers And Dragons

PART IV

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter IV

Fury ignited in Y/n's chest the moment she stepped through the doorway. There, sprawled across her leather armchair, was Jimin, looking like a panther draped across its kill. He was all cool confidence, a smirk playing on his lips that did absolutely nothing to lessen the heat that flared in her core.

"Park," she spat, slamming the door shut with a resounding thud that echoed through the office. "What unwelcome surprise do I owe the pleasure of?"

He tilted his head back, a single black eyebrow quirking upwards. "Always so dramatic, Viper. Can't a man visit a business partner on a rainy night?"

His casualness grated on her. This was her territory, her sanctuary. His presence here was a blatant violation of the fragile truce they'd established.

"Business can wait," she said, her voice clipped. "Unless you've lost your men and need a Viper to clean up your mess again?"

He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down her spine despite her best efforts. "Never underestimate the Dragons, Viper. But speaking of cleaning up messes..." He leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a dangerous amusement. "We have unfinished business."

The air crackled with unspoken tension, a potent mix of hostility and something far more volatile. Y/n crossed her arms, refusing to be swayed by his sudden shift in tone.

"Business was the Falcones," she reminded him, her voice firm. "That's done."

"Not quite," he countered, his smile fading. "There's been a complication. A leak in one of our factions. Someone's feeding information to the Crows." The Crows, a rival mafia outfit notorious for their ruthlessness, were a constant threat.

Y/n's pulse quickened. A leak in their ranks could spell disaster for both the Vipers and the Dragons. "Who do you suspect?"

Jimin shrugged, his movements fluid and predatory. "That's for you to figure out, Viper. You have your informants, I have mine. Consider this a joint investigation."

Joint investigation. The very idea was laughable, considering their volatile history. But the threat of the Crows was a bigger concern. Y/n knew this wasn't just about business. This was a game of control, a power play disguised as a collaboration.

"Fine," she conceded, the word leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. "But don't expect me to share my intel with you, Park. This is a Viper operation."

"As long as the Crows are dealt with," he responded, his gaze holding hers with an intensity that made her cheeks burn. "Besides," he added, a slow smile creeping back onto his face, "wouldn't working together be a bit more… interesting?"

The implication hung heavy in the air. The sexual tension that thrummed between them was no longer subtle. She hated the way his words affected her, the way his nearness sent a jolt through her system. He was the enemy, a viper in his own right, yet she couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through her veins.

"Interesting, perhaps," she finally said, her voice husky despite her best efforts to appear unaffected. "But don't forget the game, Park. Alliances are temporary. Victories, however..." Her voice took on a dangerous edge. "Those are permanent."

He met her gaze, a spark of something dangerous flickering in his eyes. "We'll see about that, Viper," he said, rising to his full height. "This game has just begun."

As he walked towards the door, his cologne leaving a lingering scent in the air, Y/n felt like the ground beneath her had shifted. The lines between enemy and something more were blurring with every encounter. This joint investigation was a gamble, a dance on a knife's edge. But as she watched Jimin disappear into the rain-soaked night, Y/n knew one thing for sure: the heat of this game was only going to rise.

babes ruining my entire career with that little pokey tongue 🥹

taetae doing his little dance

Those never getting too old