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min yoongi is rude: a brief gif collection

yes hello this is a friendly warning that this post contains extremely rude content and that the following is not for the faint of heart 

i apologize in advance for any damage or pain that it may cause

ok, let’s begin

first, let’s examine le body rolls (for scientific purposes of course)

ok we’re starting off light with a playful hip thrust no big deal

ok alright now he’s gettin a lil more into it i see u yoongi

now just wait a damn minute

hold the fucking phone

BITCH WHAT THE—

this is getting out of hand

don’t think about sex don’t think about sex don’t think about sex don’t—

well fuck that’s a nice shoulder

*gulp*

i…… i gotta go

bitch fuck off

I SAID GO AWAY

*screaming*

i’m thinking bad thoughts stop stop stop

don’t give me that look—

*more screaming*

*takes breath*

*even more screaming*

I

AM

HURT

ok wow i need to stop before i’m past the point of no return goodbye

(i do not own any of these gifs)

puppy

Gray: I dare you-

Lucy: Natsu isn’t allowed to accept dares.

Gray: Why not?

Natsu, head bowed: I have no regard for my own safety.

8 Reasons Why I Love: Suga (Min Yoongi)

The Holy Suspicious Trinity

I WASN’T READY FOR THIS

Every kid knows that Yoongo is really a softie 

Incorrect BTS 10/?

The Hybrid Under My Bed [Chapter Three]

WARNING(S): Family abuse in the first few chapters.

Genres: Angsty fluff, Mystery, Fantasy, Adventure

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Length: 4,6k words

Sypnosis: You were 7 year old when you met him, Jeon Jungkook, the little boy covered with bruises and dirt hiding under your bed, but little did you know that this encounter would drag you into a new morbid world full of darkness and adventures, but also unexpectedly love. (Not Requested)

BTS Jungkook hybrid!au, fantasy!au

(Third POV)

-> Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

*Present Day*

“(Y/N)!!” Your friend Vee shouted, snapping you back to reality. It was such a shock and so sudden that you bumped your head against the locker you were leaning onto.

You groaned, “Ugh! What the hell, Vee?” 

“I’ve been saying your name for the past ten minutes!” 

You rolled your eyes, “Stop exaggerating! You know as much as me that you would have given up within the first two minutes.”

She thought for a second, “Okay. True. You’re right, but still! Why didn’t you told me that I had a test today, huh?”

Your best friend whined, leaning her head against her locker while staring at you with a pout. “You know how much I suck at chemistry.”

“How could I know?” You raised your shoulders up, “We’re not in the same class.”

“We have the same program. You should have known about it.” She glared at you.

You sighed, “Okay, true, but I thought that you already knew that. And even if you didn’t, Jackson tried to text you about it yesterday, but you were too busy making out with Juan, oh yeah, on MY bed.”

You sent her a glare in return, crossing your arms on your chest. Juan was Vee’s boyfriend for now a year and you could see she was very happy with him, which also made you happy. Vee never had good taste in guys. She only dated assholes, bastards, fuck boys and the list goes on…

At least she was with Juan, who proved to be an excellent guy for her.

But making out on your bed? Not so excellent. You couldn’t help but shudder in disgust at the thought. What if they did it on your bed? You didn’t even wash the sheets.

Ignoring your remark, your best friend tapped her manicured nails on the navy-blue book she was holding nervously, her bluish grey eyes watching the other students around while biting her thin bottom lip, “I’m going to fail…”

“Maybe.”

You laughed when she smacked your arm.

“It’s not funny (Y/N)!”

You shrugged, “Well, if you weren’t busy sticking your mouth with Juan’s yesterday- “

“(Y/N)!!!”

You laughed even more, raising your arms in the air in an innocent posture, “Okay, okay, okay, I get it. You’re nervous. You think you’ll fail. You think you’re dumb, which is not false…” You smiled innocently when she sent you a glare, “… And you think you’ll fail the year. But you’re worrying too much, Vee. It’s just a test. I’m sure you’ll manage to get a decent grade. Alyce will still be proud that you at least tried.”

“Yeah sure, after she’s done beating up my ass that is. Oh God! I’m sorry (Y/N), it slipped!” She quickly added, seeing your body visibly tense at her words.

“It’s okay, Vee. It has been ten years ago anyway.” You shrugged, trying to relax and block away the memories of your childhood.

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