Hold On, I Think I’m Onto Something Here…

Takeshi Kaneshiro in Fallen Angels (1995) dir. Wong Kar-wai

i love this man so much i dont know what to do...

Me: Mafias are bad, I would never date a mobster. Fuck'em.

Fanfic autor: This is a mafia AU where _insert random idol name_ is a cold hearted mobster in the streets but your sweet boyfriend in the sheets.

Me:

unforgetable, iconic look

The 2024 Beginners' Guide to F1 from Shunted Towers.

STOP ASIAN HATE

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I was scrolling through your blog when you noticed you bashed a bunch of people for thinkin ted bundy and the Menendez brothers were hot when you are literal in love with Bo Sinclair like don't think I forgot about those two smuts.

okay I actually hate this because I say this all the time

HAVING A CRUSH ON A SLASHER IS NOT THE SAME AS HAVING A CRUSH ON A REAL LIFE SERIAL KILLER

Some of you may not know this but the origin story of this account starts with a Bo Sinclair imagine yes this account started as a Bo Sinclair simp account.

Now I'm here to tell you sick fucks that having a crush on a fictional murderer from a 2005 horror film starring Brian Van Holt and Chad Michael Murray

Yes Chad Michael Murray the man who starred in One Tree Hill, Gilmore Girls, Freaky Friday and (one of my personal favorites) A Cinderella Story and so many other things

Is not the same thing as having a crush on Ted Bundy who was real life rapist and murderer

You can't justify having a crush on a rapist by comparing him to a fictional character that DOES NOT EXIST

You can not compare yourself to slasher fuckers and it makes me so angry because

Someone saying they wanna fuck Jeffery Dahmer

IS NOT THE SAME THING AS SOMEONE SAYIKG THEY WANNA FUCK MICHAEL MYERS

And y'all probably gonna be like 'why are you so heated' and I am because ever since that conversation happened between me and a few people in my asks I had recieved stuff just like this

And its sickening

Leave me the fuck alone

gross, brutal slasher with a shit-ton of psychological issues: does the head tilt

me:

cute | kim namjoon

"i needa ask for a favor", your head pokes from the corner of the bathroom door, your voice catching namjoon's attention and those 6 words being enough for him to subtly close his book without even marking the page he was in - to which you notice with a small side grin.

always looking out for you.

"yes?" he mentions for you to go on, side grin slowly appearing as he refrains from resting his back against de bedframe and sits on the edge of the bed.

"you can't judge me and if you do i'll take it to heart and force myself out of love for you", you words get all mixed with the quick pace they leave your mouth, namjoon chuckling at your frantic state. cute, he thinks to himself.

"not really my style. continue?", he smiles at you, though you don't miss the small raise of his eyebrow.

you sigh making your way closer to him. tempting ass smile, you think to yourself. "my back's been killing me due to my office chair..." you recall as you touch you lower back, immediately feeling the sting that lingers since your old-ass chair broke while you were sat on it. you blame your pain on it, even though your little to nonexistent stretching and exercising routine doesn't really help your case.

"hum..." namjoon only nods, and your hand find his hair, softly going through his locks and pulling a deep sigh from him as he closes his eyes.

"and there's a few things i've been finding impossible to do without feeling an awful pang in it..." you stall with your words as namjoon's hand travel to your thigh, softly pulling your body closer until his cheek rests on your stomach, sharp-shaped eyes still closed.

"poor baby..." he mumbles, soft chuckle leaving his throat and fingers caressing the back of your knee. you don't say a thing, so he opens his eyes and gazes up at you. "want me to take you to the hospital?" he asks in a more caring tone.

"no, it's okay. i'm already taking the medicine provided by the company nursery." you respond with a side grin at his attentive question. "but i do need a little help..." you trail off, and namjoon notices.

"and that would be..." he encourages you, eyes still dancing around you face. cute, he thinks to himself.

you sigh, looking everywhere but his face and quietly says, "...i need help shaving."

namjoon knows his girlfriend. he knows your lips are always bruised due to constant anxiety-induced pulling. he knows you get easily in your head with your own uncertainties, and he knows you've got a few pet peeves he has to hold back from frowning when you expose them.

and right now, he fails at the latter - to which he'll scold himself in his head for, later.

eyebrows frowned, nose scrunched-up and teeth-showing smile takes place on his face as a light chuckle leaves his throat.

"that's- that's it?" he asks, hand frozen in the back of your knee. you nod, already narrowing your eyes at his building reaction.

"jesus, woman", namjoons exhales, face burying into your clothed belly and warming a spot with his giggles. "i was almost thinking you wanted help burying a corpse or something."

you raise and eyebrow at him, slightly judging his response. "why, you wouldn't help?”

"i'd have two shovels by now" he says in a mocking serious tone, gazing up. you fight against the curling up pulling in the side of your lips. "baby, why would you act like that for such a thing?"

"i don't know- don't look at me like i'm from the victorian era or something. it's just not something i would ask anyone."

"am i anyone?" he asks, chin up and eyebrows expectantly raised as his two hands caresses the back of your knees.

"...no..."

"thought so" he answers matter-of-factly, "sure, why not."

"really?" you ask him, and although namjoon loves your dearly, he feels the need to blink once, twice, thrice at you hoping you would remember what he just said mere seconds ago. so cute, he thinks.

"sweetheart", he starts, smile already showing at his lips and right hand drawing patterns on your left one "i would shave your whole head off with a tiny little razor if you asked me to."

you scrunch you whole face at his somewhat adorable example, and slowly fades into a whipped, smiling expression. "would ya?"

"in a heartbeat." he shoots you a cheeky wink, lips against your knuckles.

"okay, then..." you tell him, taking both his cheeks into your palms and drawing circles in its puffy skin.

"wanna do it now?" he asks you.

"you seem very willing to do it", you point out, amused at his questioning.

"well... i will get to see you naked..."

you scoff loudly at him. unbelievable, you think to yourself as you retort, "to SHAVE me!"

"a win is a win, baby" he dramatically objects in a low tone, causing you to cringe and thrash in his hold.

"oh god, please shut up" you plead.

"i'm just messing with you, baby" namjoon softly tells you, face burying in your tummy and nibbling cautiously at it. "now?"

you nod at him, small 'uhum' enough to make him motion you to the side and get on his feet.

"c'mon, my girlfriend with the back of a granny needs me" his arms find your waist, motioning both of you to the bathroom.

you slap his forearm lightly, a giggly 'very funny' leaving your lips. you roll your eyes, but don't even try and hide the smile that spread across your face. your chest blossoming from every word, touch and smile he gives you throughout the mundane nature of the moment.

as you enter the bathroom, namjoon can't help but catch your figures in the mirror. both of you smiling, your face once turned to his, finds the reflection and watches him. smile wide and hair slightly damp in the ends, probably from an early attempt to shave by yourself. you got a white tank top and pink pajama shorts on. doe eyes watch him and he grins at you. embrace tightening around your waist and lips leaving kiss after kiss over your cheek, neck and shoulders. you giggle and shiver at his touches, and namjoon feels his heart stumbling all over the damn floor.

his eyes find yours again, and his smile mirrors your wide one. "so damn cute", he says more to himself than you, but he catches your scrunched nose and big grin at his remark.

so much from the cutest human alive.

Today has been a wonderful day for Ais!