@remedyx Yunho Is My Bias In Case You Couldnt Tell But Mingi And Yunho Look Like Theyd Give The Best

@remedyx Yunho is my bias in case you couldn’t tell but Mingi and Yunho look like they’d give the best hugs 🥰

They told Jongho to hug his hyungs

Baby bear was fighting for his life 🤣

Okay now tell me your favorite poly/hybrid/smut series for BTS. Mine is Abundance by @angelicyoongie

My favorite BTS hybrid series

Abundance (XIX)

— summary: You never expected that you would end up adopting a hybrid, and if someone had told you that you would end up with seven? Well, you would have thought they were crazy. But here you are, with three different packs of hybrids that don’t get along – but all want to stay with you. Yeah, it turns out crazy is an understatement.

— pairing: hybrid bts x human f!reader — genre: fluff, angst, smut — warnings/content: explicit sexual content! handjob (lol), mild sub!tae vibes — word count: 8.3k Part: I / II / III / IV / V / VI / VII / VIII / IX / X / XI / Find more chapters here!

Early access to chapter 20 and 21 can be found in the author’s note at the end!

You squirm, grumbling in your sleep, as a hot puff of air hits your throat. Twisting your head to the side does little to deter the ticklish sensation, something soft brushing along the slope of your neck.

The comfortable weight resting over your hips won’t allow you to flip over on your side to escape, but you’re too warm and cosy to bother opening your eyes to find out who’s keeping you trapped.

You’re being scented gently, almost timidly, and it slowly begins to lull you back to sleep.

The tender motion of someone nosing at your throat and nuzzling against your skin in the morning has become familiar to you by now, as it’s a certain bunny hybrid’s favourite way of waking you up.

The weight on your middle shifts, and you reach blindly for long soft ears as you mutter out a slurred, “-Jeongguk?“ 

You get a short, petulant whine in response, a set of sharp canines nipping at your throat. 

“I’m not a bunny." 

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I get this completely. This year marks my thirtyth birthday. And while I was initially adamantly opposed to the idea, as time went on, I warmed up to it. I've been alive for a long time and have picked up a lot of knowledge. I believe I've earned this, then. Hopefully, the future will bring greater health and self-love.

I turned 29 today 🎊🎉🎂

I hold on to 20s for dear life 🤣

The year I had since my 28th birthday was wild and actually very unpleasant since I went through severe workplace billing and I ended up with anxiety.

Thankfully I resigned and now I'm much much better. I also could put my medications away ✊🏼

I just wanna wish myself the best in the last year in my 20s. There are so many things I want to do, accomplish. I think of going back to school to get another degree. I want to write a novel. Learn how to design clothes and sew.

Am I bitter I'm 30 next year? No 🤣 I thought I'd have a total breakdown but I feel literally no difference between now and when I was like 20. It's actually better.

I hope you all have the best day today because I sure will ✊🏼😘

Prescriptions of Passion

On a crisp autumn morning, I started down Fifth Street from my apartment towards Cozy Corner Cafe. At a cafe that brought comfort to the start of what could only be an already-predicted crazy week. Everyone else was sporting their cozy attire, and here I was in my scrubs and clogs, with the only "autumnal" thing I had on being my cardigan. I opened the door to the cafe, making my way to the cashier to order my oatmeal milk latte and muffin. I sat down and pulled out my book, deciding I'd try and get a few chapters in before work. The bell sounded for the front door of the cafe to be opened. I didn't even glance up. Then, after about three minutes, a man sat down in front of me. I continued to read, not wanting to give this man the time of day. When he spoke, "You know I've been here several times, and I've never seen you before," How original I thought. I finally looked up to tell this man I wasn't interested, but I was immediately baffled by his beauty. His long blonde hair hit above his shoulders. His lovely-looking lips, I so yearned to kiss them... I shook my head, realizing I had been staring and blushing up my neck. He chuckled a bit at my flustered state. "I come in when I can before work." I state not being able to look at him. "What do you do?" He asked. "I'm a physician at the hospital here in the city." He was a bit stunned, but he saw my scrubs and nodded his head. "Do you enjoy what you do?" There was genuine curiosity in his voice. "I do. I like being able to help people and give them what they need. It feels good to know I did something for them, I guess." He smiles at me, listening as I answer him. "Well, since you got to ask, I got to ask too. What do you do?" He only smiled, knowing he was getting me more engaged in the conversation. "I'm a model for certain brands." Of course he is; why would he do anything else? I couldn't see him having a basic desk job somewhere. He chuckled at my silence. "What's wrong with being a model?" "Nothing fits the career well. It would have been odd if you had said you're the CEO of some company." He continued to smile at me, feeling the pressure of what to say next to me. I looked away. "Look, I think you're very beautiful, and I came over here to maybe ask you to dinner sometime." I almost chocked on my latte. "Me?!" I was both confused and stunned. No one besides my mom has ever told me I was beautiful, at least not to my face. This just made him smile more. "Yes you. I'd like to take you out if you're okay with that." I had never been on a date before. Too much of my time is taken up with work and school. I never had the time, let alone the opportunity. And yet here this model was asking me out. Me, your basic quite nerd. Not knowing how to answer, all I could muster was "Uuuummmmm." "What are you doing this weekend?" He decided to ask. Nothing. I had absolutely nothing. "I work until five." I quickly answered. "I can come pick you up at seven." He asks. "That should be fine." I blush. "Great, I'll pick you up at seven, miss." Oh my gosh, I agreed to go out with him before introducing ourselves! Who am I?! "My name is Y/N." He smiled, bringing my hand to his soft, plush lips and gently pressing a kiss on them. I could have died right then with how beet red I probably looked. "My name is Hyunjin. Hwang Hyunjin." I couldn't believe my day was starting off like this.

Hey guys just thought I’d try this out. I’ve been going back and forth for days on this. So let me know what you think.

Is Stray Kids new music video really going to be in black and white with red lights, tuxedos, tattoos, and wet hair? Bless us all.