#██ VERSE: WELCOME TO AMERICA;

[sylvestiessss]

Sure, Phil wouldn't always get social interactions quite right. He'd say a weird thing or miss the tone or dip out of conversations too early or hang on too long. But one of the things that Dan's learned over the years is that Phil can get himself into awkward situations, he's pretty good at getting himself out of them, too, usually with that patented AmazingPhil™ charm.

Today, though, Dan wasn't so sure.

(new real&different fic up now!! (: )

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You can call me Daisy (I wish this was my name😂), Lila (short for Delilah🩵), or Lav (short for Lavendar🪻) & my main blog: @lavendarneverlands — Like Daisy Johnson (my forever fav) I have many names😅🤣 & side-blogs like this for favorite fandoms! Pronouns are she/her (feel free to tell me yours :-) Zilennial (21+) LGBTQIA+🩷💜💙, Chronic Illness warrior, & primarily English speaking (though I know a few… including some fake Marvel greetings😂).

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Welcome to ALL (for all time always ;-) !!!!!! ! !!!!!!

If you wanna hear more fangirling, I’ve listed some favorites below :-)

Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. (AOS) Not kidding I’ve seen this show at least 50+ times. Quake is my hero. Staticquake broke my heart, Dousy #AstroAmbassadors mended it. Fitzsimmons was a ship from day 1 (& I was a fan from then too). #CoulsonLives (I was there🥹😭) #TripLives FOREVER & Unpopular opinion: I 🍋 (love) Deke

The Secret Warriors are my secret clowning game😂

& I LOVE SPIDER-GWEN

MS. MARVEL w The Marvels & Kamala Khan

Slingshot deserves another Season because I LOVE Yo-Yo.

“Stronger than you know”

#SAVE Agent Carter or make more Captain Carter

At least thank you What If…

though Steggy got Endgame which was always needed.

Cap was a fav.

Bucky too.

WandaVision is a cinematic masterpiece that changed my life.

“What if grief, if not love persevering?”

Also #WandaLives BRING ME BACK MY FAVORITE COMFORT CHARACTER STYLE ICON

SCARLET WITCH Wanda Maximoff

let’s go Agatha All Along🏳️‍🌈🫶🖤

Black Widow YELENA BELOVA❤️NAT💔always💘

also Yelena x KATE BISHOP

Your name, something pretty…not pretty like the sky, pretty like the flower. A flower; Daisy.

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Earth-42 "Villain City" and The Bar With No Name (both cut) concept art for Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse by Peter Chan ( 1, 2.)

Created by Mark Gruenwald and Paul Neary, The Bar With No Name debuted in CAPTAIN AMERICA (1968) #318. The location was originally intended as a peaceful place for villains to hang out. There’s even a policy against fighting, which has been on several occasions been enforced against heroes trying to bust villains For example, in AMAZING SPIDER-MAN (1999) #563, Peter Parker entered The Bar With No Name in search of a villain. The location’s bartender stopped a fight and made clear that Spider-Man was welcome to drink at the establishment, provided he didn’t start any trouble. - via: Marvel.com

[artyandink]

Five-Star

Summary: You’ve been dating Dean Winchester, which is nothing short of a fever dream. A brilliant fever dream. But when you decide to test him on how much he wants you, you don’t get the answer you expected to have.

A/N - Welcome to the Karak Chaii-verse! I had an idea to write Dean with an Indian POC, since I’m one myself. Creds to @zepskies and her brilliant Midnight Espresso-verse, and you should definitely check that out. This is a small drabble that I thought up.

Your family had moved to the US around a year after you were born. That’s because the monsters in India were far more dangerous than in America due to the origination of them from the depths of Indian mythology, such as a rakshasa or arunasura, but you found that here was far more escalated.

At least, you’d found out when you met the Winchesters.

You came from a long line of crazy good Indian hunters, so you were already a great one yourself. Back in India, your parents would pose as part of the CBI, but you had to resort to finding someone who could make you a believable FBI badge once you turned eighteen and got into hunting solo, which was around 1997. There you met Bobby Singer, who hooked you up with what he called the ‘All-American Hunting Kit’, which consisted of an array of fake IDs and a lore book. You were glad your training, done by your dad, was done by the intensity of monsters in India rather than here, otherwise it’d be harder to get by.

On a hunt for a vampire and wraith hybrid in Grant Pass, Oregon, you came across the Winchesters, the shorter of the two having dubbed the hybrid ‘Jefferson Starships’. That man was Dean, and you were taken by his charming, goofy attitude that switched to an attractive sort of intensity when faced with imminent danger. You just didn’t expect ‘imminent danger’ to be the mother of all monsters.

Once your parents had found out that you were hanging out with the Winchesters, who were at the centre of any and all supernatural trouble in America, they sent you a thousand calls telling you to get your ass out of there before you got killed. You being you, you didn’t listen. Not when you knew that you’d get withdrawal symptoms from not seeing the million dollar smile of Dean Winchester, which quickly won you over (and his lips too, which knew damn well what they were doing).

As for Sam, you quickly saw him as your little brother figure, who also helped you manage your unruly hair by recommending the right hair products that you now had stocked up. You’d both nerd over monsters, you’d tell him about all the ones you’d encountered in India while Sam told you stories about all that he and his brother had gone through.

Which was no less than a lot. And you thought India was a harder place to live, by what your parents told you. Here there’s the friggin’ Apocalypse.

Dean was obviously your favourite Winchester. He’d told you he really liked you about two years and a half after you met amid averting eyes and stammered words as he spewed compliment after compliment, standing there in the Bunker’s kitchen like a nervous melon in his grey robe, black shorts with hot dogs on them and black undershirt with fuzzy hair.

You’d cut his nervous ramblings off by pulling him in by the lapel of his robe, lips puckered in surprise as they met yours as the tangy taste of cherry and sweet, buttery pie crust flooded your taste buds and even more so when Dean quickly took control of the kiss, hands tangling in your hair and grabbing at soft curves like his life depended on it.

One thing Dean loved about you was your cooking. Your mom had taught you a wide array of Indian dishes that you could cook, and the moment the first bite of your rajma and rice graced Dean’s mouth, it was hook, line and sinker. You’d taught him how to eat chole bhature, roti and sabzi and which masala was which so he could know what the hell did you put to make him fall for you over and over again.

You were scrolling on your YouTube shorts one day when you came across a video of a woman asking her husband what his favourite snack was to see if he’d say her or not. You didn’t look like the definition of a snack right now, with your unwashed hair tied up in a bun that your mom taught you to do with no hair tie whatsoever in grey sweatpants, Dean’s undershirt and fuzzy mismatched socks, but you decided to try it out anyway as Dean came into the bunker’s living room, approaching you from behind with a delicate yet possessive cup of your chin and a kiss to your temple.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He greeted in that low voice of his that was effortlessly seductive even when he wasn’t trying, his hand sliding down to comfortingly rub over your chest and shoulder as he passed by. “Doin’ ok?” He sat down beside you, arm around your shoulder as his fingers began to play with your hair, warm green eyes trained on you.

You nodded, setting your phone aside. “Doing alright, yeah.” Then you decided to try out the question. “Dil, what’s your favourite snack?” You called Dean dil sometimes because it meant heart in Hindi, and he had yours.

The question got a chuckle out of him as he jerked his head to the right in amusement. “Awh, sweet girl, that’s hardly fair. I’d say beef jerky, but that new thing you, uh, introduced me to really raised the bar.” His brow furrowed in thought for a moment in contrast to the large grin on his face. “The aloo whatzitsname.”

“Aloo lachha.” You corrected with a giggle, barely holding back the urge to say what the answer was.

“Yeah, that. Or, uh, pie, but that’s a dessert and not a snack. Maybe that rajma stuff, but that’s a meal.” He continued rambling on any and all snacks he’d added to his palette since meeting you, until a bout of laughter from you slowed his roll. “What? What’s so funny, huh?”

“So… your favourite snack isn’t me.” You teased with a smirk, which got the cogs in his head turning. “You failed, sorry, honey.”

The words got a raise of his eyebrow and a slow and subtle roving of his eyes down your body and a bite of his lip. To him, you looked absolutely delicious. Like the best thing at a five star restaurant.

He stood up with a low grunt, facing you before grabbing you by your hips, hoisting you up so fast that you had to wrap your sweatpant-clad legs around his waist with a small shriek. “See, baby, that’s where you’re wrong.”

He leaned forward, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss that bordered on reverence and somehow the intention to devour at the same time, which had you moaning already. His tongue slipped into your mouth, briefly getting a taste and giving you the distinct flavour of the aloo chaat you had made for lunch mixed with beer before he pulled back and nipped your bottom lip, groaning at the feeling of your fingers now tugging at his hair.

“You…” Dean paused for a breath and a low chuckle, staring at you hungrily. “You are the whole damn buffet.”

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[lovelytsunoda]

I’m just a man // lance stroll

part of the welcome to wherever you are verse

summary: on their way to circuit of the americas, the hutchence-strolls stop by california to pay pilgrimage to a place very close to y/n’s heart.

pairing: lance stroll x hutchence!reader

warnings: mentions of parental death (see the lore masterpost for more details about what happened to micheal hutchence)…the timeline is a little fucked but please just ignore it

authors note: posting this in time to celebrate ✨inxs day✨ on august 16 because I’m a music nerd

y/n.hutchence just posted to her private story!

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los angeles, california

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lancestroll los angeles with my lover girl 🩷

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y/n.hutchence I know we aren’t here for entirely happy reasons but I love that I’m doing this with you and I’ve had a wonderful time so far 🥺

-> lancestroll there’s no one else I’d rather be here with, my sweet girl

user what does she mean not entirely happy reasons?

-> user her dads grave is in Hollywood so I’m assuming she means she’s come to visit him

garygarrybeers my neighbour is wondering what happened to their dog?

-> lancestroll don’t look at me look at y/n

-> yn.hutchence are mr and mrs callaghan sure that salmon can’t come back to monaco with us?

user hilarious how everyone thought she was a gold digger at first until they found out she was literal music royalty

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y/n.hutchence I miss you, Daddy. I was just a little girl when you left us behind, and at the time I didn’t understand how much pain you were in. I took that greif and I internalized it and it made me rebellious, it made me stupid. Eventually I straightened out, and I’m sure you know that because I’m certain you’ve been watching me from up there with good ol’ Bon Scott and I want you to know that I’m okay. I’m surrounded by great family and even better friends, I’m married to a man that treats me like a princess and reminds me every day that I’m deserving of love. Growing up without you was hard, but I’ve carried you in my heart with me since I was a little kid, and I still feel you with me now.

I grieve for the moments you missed, the lost father-daughter dances. Paul is a great stepdad, and I’m glad mom found love again, but I can’t help but think that you should still be here.

I love you, Dad, and I always will.

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kirkpengilly michael was one of the best friends a man could ask for….ill miss him forever

lancestroll I wish I could have met him myself. he sounds like an incredible person with an extraordinary legacy. I know he would be proud of you, sweetheart.

jonfarriss that man was one of a kind. rip, brother.

yourmom I hope you know how much he loved you, sweetie.

-> yn.hutchence he loved us both, mom

yourbestie sending you all of my love ❤️

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[alexiethymia]

In which Aoko meets Kaito?

Or someone who sure awfully looks a lot like him. What was it they said about karma again? Kaiao. Shinran. Here we go again.

sapphire & spade; Part of the shuffle the deck fic series; dcmk verse fics of rare encounters with the dcmk kids, while flirting loosely with canon. part character analysis, character interactions. much love for gosho’s couples.

Gong-gong

‘Oh no, Aoko’s going to be late!’

She breathes a panicked huff, still ruffling her hair to put it into some semblance of a nice chignon. Rather than anything elegant, she suspects that it probably resembled a bird’s nest. She tried to stem the tears she feels coming up. Aoko knew that this wasn’t like her, to be putting her hair up when she would just as comfortably let it flow loose. She remembered another time she acted like this – during her supposed ‘date’, but she could be forgiven for her nerves then considering that she was trying to prove her best friend’s innocence (ha, funny that).

Anyway, just as it was then, today was a special occasion. And just as it was then, it had something to do with Kaito.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Just there looking effortlessly cool wearing a dark jacket and slacks as he checked the time, stood her best friend. She blows away a strand of her hair in frustration. Kaito’s hair was as messy as hers, but why was it that on him it looked windswept rather than like her chaotic mess? 

But her happiness overcomes her frustration and insecurity. It’s been a week since she saw Kaito last, something about taking time off work to guest star in a magic show in America. At least to herself, she can admit, she missed him. It was their anniversary – in more ways than one. Of when they met and many other new beginnings. He swore up and down it would be nothing like her near-disastrous birthday. He promised that he’d be there and on time. As the gong was about to strike twelve midnight, Aoko was as happy as she could remember ever feeling to see he kept his promise.

‘I swear, no more lies, Aoko.’

Except…

She slows to a stop in front of him.

“Aoko! Here you were making me promise to be on time, and you’re the one who was almost late. Good thing Cinderella didn’t turn into a pumpkin or anything like that,” he jokes with a wink. 

His smile could blind her.

At the mention of Cinderella, she remembers a magical transformation and the warmth of his arms. But Kaito had never been her prince charming, rather he was the magical wizard who always did his best to grant her wishes.

Did his best…

Smile straining, she greets him, “Good evening, Kudo-san.”

At his honestly confused face, Aoko could very well applaud him. She could see that he inherited his mother’s skill.

“What are you talking about, Aoko?”

She breathes in and tries her best to be patient. “Kaito couldn’t make it, huh? I’m sorry you got roped into that idiot’s silliness, Kudo-san.”

“No, really,” he says, brows furrowed and looking utterly penitent, “What’re you talking about, Aoko? I am Kaito.” And as if to prove each and every one of her doubts wrong, a blooming rose still wet with dew appears in front of her face.

She would love to believe him, she really would, but Aoko’s had enough practice – and disappointments – in her life.

“Ok then. Aoko believes you,” she could have melted at his relieved expression, “So you’ll accept Aoko’s welcome home kiss, won’t you?” She clasps her hands behind her back and stands on her tip toes to draw her lips to his, closer and closer she draws and feels his breath intermingling with hers.

Just as she thinks they’re about to touch, a high-pitched noise makes her head ring just before she feels the softness of feathers caress her lips.

“That idiot…” she hears in Kaito’s voice, or something close to it. She’s impressed by the subtle shift. When before it had been laced with mischievous laughter, now it was smooth and mildly apologetic, “I’m really sorry about this, Aoko-chan.”

A slight shift in posture, a hand smoothing over his hair, and just like magic, instead of her best friend, there stood in front of her, one famous metantei.

Shinichi knew he shouldn’t have given in to Kuroba.

‘C’mon, Kudo, you owe me. Haven’t I dressed up as you enough times to save your butt?’

‘Yeah,’ he had replied while rolling his eyes, ‘Almost as many times as it caused me trouble.’

‘Onegai,’ Kuroba had pleaded, palms together. ‘Won’t you do your favorite cousin a solid?’

‘You’re my only cousin.’

‘Seriously, Shinichi,’ And he had looked serious, rare as that was, ‘I want to make this special for Aoko. Just think of it as practice for our body-switching trick for my next show.’

Shinichi had been ready to fall for it, before he sighed sufferingly, ‘Again, when did I ever agree to join –‘

‘Plus, if you do this for me, I promise I’ll get you a free three-night stay at the Ritz Carlton in New York. I got complimentary passes since I’m doing a show there. Isn’t your and Ran’s anniversary coming up?’

Damn it.

At the thought of Ran’s overjoyed and wonderstruck face, he decided not to listen to his brain for once. But looking at Aoko-chan trying to keep her smile up and herself strong had Shinichi rethinking this whole thing. No matter how happy Ran might be to spend their anniversary in New York, he’s sure she’d just as well get mad at him for putting one of her girl friends through the wringer. Again, he thinks with feeling, ‘That idiot…’

‘Why did I agree to this again?’

‘That’s no mystery. You pretend like you don’t care, Shinichi, but of course you do. I still remember how ‘Conan-kun’ helped Takagi-keiji out, and Kyougyoku-san too. As much as you say otherwise, of course you’d worry about Kuroba-san.’

‘At least I’m not as bad as you with Hattori and Kazuha-chan.’

‘Don’t fool yourself, Shinichi’, Ran had said laughing sweetly at him, ‘We both know you’re worse.’

Well, he’d agree with worse things than being accused of caring about his troublemaking cousin the moment she laughed happily like that.

Subtly guiding the forlorn woman to sit on a nearby bench, Shinichi tries his best to cheer her up. “You look really nice tonight.” Shinichi meant it honestly. While Ran looked great in lavender and red (probably one of the reasons why it was his favorite color in the first place), he tended to favor blue for himself. Meanwhile, blue seemed to favor Aoko-chan. In her glittering sapphire dress and crystal pumps, she looked every bit a modern-day Cinderella. Or maybe it was the total opposite and it was that modern-day Lupin running out of time. Speaking of…

While he knew he had an overinflated ego at times, Shinichi would like to think he wasn’t as bad as his dad. While he wasn’t as good as Kuroba, he thinks he’s picked up some things from his mother.

‘Ha, everyone knows I’m the one who took after Yukiko-obaa san.’

‘…’

‘I’m telling kaa-san you said that.’

‘W-wait, I actually have a reason I can call her obaa-san now.’

‘Ha, as if that’ll stop her.’

At the very least, he shudders to think he was as bad as Hattori, so he can’t help but ask, “How could you tell?”

Aoko-chan still seemed blue but lifts up a corner of her mouth in reply, “Kaito doesn’t usually wear dark clothes.”

Remembering countless pre-heist preparations, Shinichi opens his mouth ready to object before Aoko interrupts, “Aoko knows what you’re going to say, Kudo-san. Kaito wears dark clothes when he wants to hide, but for something like this he wouldn’t be able to help but draw attention to himself. He’d wear white or something bright.” Or something colorful and loud. Thoughtlessly she reaches up to stroke the feathers of the dove which had comfortably made a home on her head. She gives up the hairstyle for a lost cause and gets lost in her thoughts.

Aoko had always hated the dark. It reminded her too much of the silence of an empty home. But Kaito was always loud and bright, sometimes blinding. Like a beacon she would always be drawn to him in a crowd and then she wouldn’t be alone anymore.

She decides to continue, “Also, remember what you said earlier,” she smiles wryly, “Kaito wouldn’t compliment what I was wearing. You’re too much of a gentleman, Kudo-san, it still shows. You didn’t call me ‘Ahouko’ even once.”

Shinichi’s sure Aoko-chan’s expression was mirrored by his own deadpan look. They really resembled Hattori and Kazuha-chan at times, for better or worse. He knew that every couple had their own quirks and expressions, but he couldn’t help but worry. Since he wouldn’t ever admit being worried for that menace, let’s just say he was worried about Aoko and leave it at that.

“Still,” Aoko says while fiddling with her fingers, “You almost had Aoko fooled. You did his trick exactly like he would have done it. Is that why Heart-chan is with you?”

He takes a split-second before answering to ask, “Heart-chan?”

Aoko nods like he’s supposed to get it, “Yeah, Hato-chan.”

Shinichi deadpans. Well what else could he expect from someone who loved his punny riddles? Rather, ‘Heart-chan’ was supposed to keep an eye on him, and anyway ‘this little gal knows you already’ before said dove had disappeared into his clothes. Shinichi doesn’t admit to being impressed especially when he could tell how the other man had done it within five seconds. “Something like that,” he answers instead.

Kuroba should be satisfied that she’d done her job, Shinichi thinks, remembering the aftertaste of feathers. And yet he also remembers that annoyingly high-pitched feedback. Grimacing, he thinks that he better be satisfied. At the very least Shinichi was grateful so he gives the dove a pat of his own.

Shinichi was no magician, but if Kuroba could play at being detective, then he could do no less. If they were two sides of the same coin then something like replicating a trick he’s cracked the mystery to was as simple as child’s play.

Still, he was a detective and eternally curious at heart, “So how?” He simply asks, trusting Aoko-chan to understand.

Aoko smiles, a bit brighter than before, “The rose would have been blue,” since it was a special occasion after all, “And,” here Aoko pauses feeling herself blush, “Kaito breathes differently, ifthatmakesanysense,” she exclaims in a rush. She peeks up at the older detective, almost feeling embarrassed at being judged. She can’t help it, Kudo-san and Ran-chan always seemed to her to be so sophisticated and mature, a steady and steadfast couple if anything, that she worried if she was still childish in comparison.

Rather than shocked though, Kudo-san looks like he understands. “I get it, Aoko-chan.” And he really did, she didn’t have to explain. He’d compared women to mysteries once (with time he can look back on it now and see it as a child’s frustration and fear at not being able to understand the heart of the one dearest to him), but they were incredible detectives too. He remembers being shocked that Ran could tell Kuroba wasn’t him (sometimes he might underestimate her too much, it’s a lesson he’s happy to keep relearning), and surmises that this must be something like it. No wonder, Kaitou Kid had always been so tight-lipped. The greatest danger to his identity hadn’t been him, but Nakamori, albeit a different Nakamori than everyone thought.

Aoko breathes in the cold night air. It would be midnight soon. “So what happened? Did he…start again?”

Aoko released a huge sigh of relief when Kudo-san shakes his head empathically, “Kuroba knows better than to break your heart like that,” at her snort, he grins, “Well at least he should know better because you’d be the first to haul him right to jail, with me and Hakuba right behind you. I’m sure Hattori wouldn’t want to be left out either.”

At her energetic response of ‘much better’, Shinichi smiles feeling happy that he managed to allay a bit of her worries.

“It’s just that…he could have told Aoko he couldn’t make it. He said no more lies after all.” She sighed.  

“Aoko doesn’t want to hold him back from doing what he loves. She knows how much he enjoys the stage and spotlight, but sometimes Aoko just enjoys the simple things. Just him being here is enough for Aoko. She wonders if she’s selfish for feeling this way,” she says while placing her chin on her palms, pouting.

Shinichi nods noncommittally. It’s not as if he doesn’t get it. Although it’s been years, his heart still twists at the memory of Ran bursting into tears after smiling so brightly. It wasn’t his place to say, ‘maybe he really had a good reason’ when excuses were just another kind of lie. ‘There was only one truth,’ right?

Even if he could understand Aoko’s pain, it also wasn’t his place to chastise Kuroba when he had been the same. Detective and thief, critic and performer, truth and lie - they were indeed two sides of the same coin because, unlike Hattori, unlike Hakuba, they made their home in that grey area in between.

One truth that he can be sure of though, enough that he can confidently tell Aoko is this, “At the very least, Aoko-chan, no matter what mischief that guy gets up to, he’ll always return home to you. If there’s anything he’d wish for the most, it would be your happiness.” For the man with a thousand faces who knew everyone and could become anyone, there was at least one person in the whole world who knew the person behind the mask absolutely and completely.

He hears a soft ‘thanks’ at the same time a small smile tentatively blooms on Aoko’s face.

3…

2..

1.

GONG

‘It’s showtime!’

Ok, that hadn’t been a whisper from the mic he was wearing on his collar. He’s sure he had been listening in through that nifty accessory Heart-chan was wearing from who knows where, and finally decided to make his entrance.

Geez, that guy sure liked to make people wait (Shinichi thinks he deserves to be purposefully obtuse for once. He’s made too many comparisons between them already).

At the wonderstruck expression on Aoko’s face at the multitude of blue fireworks scattered across the night sky above the clocktower, Shinichi hopes that she and he would think this was all worth it.

Ironic that he’d find himself here again, finally facing his rival after so many years after that first meeting that they had both forgotten, and in vastly different circumstances too. He has to admit though that he is relieved to find out that that once moonlighting thief had managed to protect what was important to him.

He watched with Aoko as a glider with a jet engine sky wrote the words, ‘Happy anniversary!’ (As he remembers free falling off a blimp, Shinichi thinks wryly that he finally managed to solve that problem.)

Unlike Aoko though, he didn’t shout a delighted gasp of surprise when a pillar of pink smoke and glitter suddenly puffed in between them.

“Kaito!”

No matter how many times she’d seen it happen, she would probably always react in wonder as if it was the first time. (Not for the first time for him when looking at Aoko, he is reminded of Ran’s reactions after every successful deduction. Well, the very first time wasn’t really the awed reaction he’d hoped for. Still, he treasured that moment).

Kuroba Kaito, Kaitou Kid, the world’s most daring magician appeared with a bang. He might have had thousands of fans (in both personas), but from the wide grin and manic energy he had now it seemed like he was performing for the entire world in the form of one person.

“What’s that supposed to be, Ahouko?” He says pointing to the ruffled mess left of Aoko’s hair when Heart-chan left to return to her rightful master. It was teasing but still all the fonder for it.

“Mou, don’t tease, Kaito. Not when you’re so late,”

“On the contrary, I’m right on time,” and with a snap of his fingers, Aoko’s hair transformed into the elegant chignon she’d be wrangling it into the whole night.

Hands in his pockets, Shinichi observed the other man dressed to the nines in a white and blue suit. He could be accused of cosplaying a very popular phantom thief except the shade of blue was slightly different, and instead matched the eyes of his lovely companion. “Dummy?”

He was referring the obvious decoy still writing above them, but as expected when Kaito drew closer and narrowed his eyes at him, he’d gotten the double meaning.

“I thought I might have had to ruin my cue and come in too early, but good thing you were here, huh?” Kaito scratched Heart-chan on the top of her feathered head for being such a good girl, before whirling to point at his near doppelganger, “And you! A great detective shouldn’t be trying to steal a phantom thief’s job. That was way too close a call! Don’t make me tell on you to Ran.”

Shinichi scoffs lightly. Now he understood what Hattori must have felt back then, and inspired, he just says with a smirk, “Let’s just say we’re even now.”

Kaito narrows his eyes further if that were even possible. “You hold onto a grudge for way too long.”

“Says you.”

"Wow," Aoko says awed, "Looking at the both of you side-by-side like this...it's like looking at a mirrored reflection!" 

"What're you talking about, Aoko? I'm obviously more good looking," Kaito boasts. "Anyway..."

Shinichi could tell he was planning something from how he was creeping closer but not even he could have expected being blindfolded with magic scarves.

“Oi, Kuroba!”

Kaito knew he probably should have just waited till Kudo left but he never could keep his cool around Aoko. In a whirlwind rush, he drew her in a dance position and finally stole her lips.

Could it be called stealing if they were his in the first place? He may have been a retired thief, and call him a hypocrite if you had to, but he would never let anyone steal this. He may have been forced to look for Pandora, but all the world’s jewels could not compare to this one precious sapphire.

The moment he saw her in her get-up, his heart stopped and he suddenly couldn’t sit still. It was a surreal experience watching her with ‘himself’ from the outside, and to still feel jealous even when it was his own plan.

Arghh, just call him a hypocrite and be done with it, because the moment of that near-kiss, his life suddenly flashed before his eyes and all those times he took Kudo’s place with Ran. He apologizes to the metantei in his mind. Man, even if he did use him as bait for his trigger-happy black organization, Kaito realizes that that little detective must have had so much patience with him to not just punt him to the moon for all the stunts he did back then. He suddenly shudders remembering that ominous flash of glasses that signaled an ass-kicking. On principle, he started staying away from glasses-wearing grade schoolers after that. Trauma ran deep after all.

But he felt everything settle into place the moment he felt Aoko melting into his arms. He thought he knew temptation when he had a chance to steal a first kiss back then, but he had been content to let Sleeping Beauty rest. And yet, even after biting the bullet (and the plush apple that was Aoko’s lips), temptation still continued its siren call every time he saw her.

He must have really missed her.  

A rude cough woke him up from his wonderful dream, as Aoko squeaked and hid behind him.

“I’m giving you three seconds, so the moment I remove this I better not see anything scarring.”

“You wish,” Kaito responds childishly.

As Shinichi sighed sufferingly and peeked from beneath the blindfold, he remarks, “Should I be thankful you didn’t use sleeping gas?”

Interlacing Aoko’s fingers with his own, he shoots his cousin a finger salute and jokes, “Could still be an option.”

“Just try it. I’d tranq you first,” he says, narrowing his eyes at him, “But, I don’t want to ruin Aoko-chan’s evening after she waited so long for you.”

“Pot,” Kaito points to him, then to himself, “Meet Kettle.”

Shinichi rolls his eyes, but didn’t say anything knowing he had a point. “So, any reason why you couldn’t just wait until I left?”

“Because,” Kaito says cheekily before turning to Aoko with a bright, blue rose suddenly in his hand, “I just wanted to show you how it’s done.” Aoko looked even more delighted with the sudden gift.

“Right, right,” he says playing along, as he ruffles his hair. “Well, I’m off. It’s an early day tomorrow, and knowing Ran she’s probably waiting up,” partly to hear any ‘juicy details’ in her own words. “You kids have fun now,” he says with a wave as he turned away from them.

“Oi, metantei!”

When Shinichi turns back, he sees Kaito look unexpectedly sheepish, “Thanks again for this.”

With a small smile, he just replies with a ‘Hai, hai,’ as he finally leaves them to enjoy their anniversary in peace. He’d heard from Ran who heard from Aoko-chan that it was the anniversary of when they met, as well as the anniversary of when the Kaitou Kid had finally given up his mantle and the exciting life of a phantom thief to confess to his best friend. Rumor had it than even when he had the entire female population’s attention, he had only ever and truly sought after the regard of one specific person. Perhaps it was some kind of karmic justice that it was also the same person who hated his guts, and would continue to do so as long as he was still stealing. And so he’d given up the gold to get the girl. Or so the rumor went.

It was a long day and he’s just about ready to snuggle with Ran in bed as he entertained her with the kind of story she’d love.

From the excited gasp he heard behind him, he’s sure Aoko-chan had finally seen what his quick gaze noticed as soon as Kuroba whipped up that rose – another blue rose nestled in its petals, or more accurately it was an asteria, a star sapphire inlaid in a white-gold setting fashioned after a rose. Miniature vines made up its small band. Shinichi’s pretty sure it would fit perfectly, even imagined Kuroba dressing up as Aoko-chan to make sure it really did fit.

Another thing he noticed, the slightly off-kitler English letter ‘H’. Everything else in the message had been lowercase. Shinichi knew Kuroba, whether he was Kaitou Kid or not, being the perfectionist he was, wouldn’t make a mistake like that. Maybe it wasn’t supposed to be an ‘H’ and he had to improvise. Shinichi couldn’t be sure, but it almost looked like it could have been an English letter ‘w’.

Aoko-chan might not get the implications right away. Diamonds were traditional after all (like his and Ran’s), but when had Kuroba ever been conventional?

Seeing that gem had brought back memories of a fallen emperor, a chain of red lights, a forced landing, and a heartfelt confession. As if Shinichi could ever forget. It could have been the same gem that he tried to steal back then.

“I promise I didn’t steal this one, Aoko. Really!”

Just maybe scoured the world for it, which was why he had been missing for a week in the guise of a show. He’d used his own legal (and extra-legal too) contacts in the police, and even Shinichi’s. In the end he’d even asked Sonoko, Momiji-san, old man Suzuki, and when he’d run out of billionaires to ask, his dad and mom. They might have heard something. Even Kuroba as much as it pained his pride to do it, asked his oyaji who had heard of news of the missing gem during his own escapades.

Maybe he wasn’t a detective, and no longer a thief, but Kuroba was still a master storyteller. A star fit perfectly with the moon. And what’s more…

Destiny, Hope, Faith. What they had encountered was a fake empress with a fake gem, but he thought the genuine article fit Aoko-chan perfectly. That true and utter - some would say blind – faith in him, the real him under the smoke and mirrors.

Maybe he had almost lost hope, but just like Pandora, he kept a little bit of it close to his heart. So long as she was there waiting for him and believing in him.  

And just like that, no matter how many obstacles there were of other’s and their own making, maybe it was just destiny for them to be. Together.

Or maybe, he laughs at himself, he was just the sentimental fool Ran said he was, to be comparing their situations.

They were alike, as much as he hated to admit it. Maybe blood really did run that deep. So, he can say that Kuroba could be as stupid as him sometimes. But at the same time, he knew that Kuroba knew how lucky he was to have her, after everything. And they could only be so lucky not to mess up again and end up having to let go.

Maybe his original plan was to make it into one spectacular show, but he’d always been good at improvising, and no magician worth his salt would leave a young woman’s wish unheard and not granted. And so, his original plans took a back seat, and he turned it into something private and just for them instead. Despite that, he can understand if Kuroba still needed his critic one more time, to have someone witness no matter what he decided, and to stop him from running away if needed.

But…

He takes one last look as soon as he’s far enough. Aoko-chan had her arms around him, tight as if she never wanted to let go as she admired the ring on her left finger over his shoulder. Kuroba looked caught off guard, bright red and blushing with no trace of a suave Phantom Thief on his face, just a man flustered in the embrace of the one he loved, before he held her back, equally as tight.

He doesn’t think he needs to worry about anything on that front. He’d once been a thief, and thieves tended to guard their treasures zealously.

And well, Shinichi thinks chuckling, if it was witnesses he needed, then witnesses he’d get. By tomorrow, everyone of their acquaintances would hear of the happy news, courtesy of Ran.

He’s sure to enjoy the chase.

‘Good luck, Kaitou Kid.’

[twistedtalking]

Welcome to Twisted Talking (2.0)! Your one-way ticket to NRC. (Asks/interactions open)

Twisted Talking is a roleplay blog with a twist (pun unintended).

The TWST fanfiction writing/requests shall be moved to @write4me-twstandocs . Please check that out as well!

Mayo (which is me btw), will not be role-playing just one character, but the whole cast! (Rollo too, I guess... Staff definitely tho!)

There are different levels of role-playing! Canon-compliant, Romantic, and Yandere. These would be symbolised by symbols?

🤨- Canon Compliant :)

😏- Romantic <33

🫣- yandere ;)

3. You can also send letters! But beware, I might take longer since uh-oh I am tempted to print it on paper.

4. I do take NSFW asks, but only in Canon, so it would be just their horrified reactions.

5. Minors welcome here. I've seen lots of yandere fic blogs that say minor dni, and as a teenager who hasn't yet reached her debut, I feel super sad about it. So yeah, minors welcome!

DNI LIST

○Those with church/religious trauma, specifically Christianity. More for you than me, since I add bible verses to each of my posts. Feel free to block!

○ Those who are rude about Christ in my blog. My God is very important to me, so if you got something to say, don't say it here. Or I'll block you.

You now know everything you need to know to ask/roleplay. Now, personal stuff! About me, the one running this thing!

My alias is Mayo! I am a binibini (maiden) from the Philippines! I am currently a not-yet 18 year old. I am quite excited about my debut ngl.

Other than Twst, I am very fond of manga! I've read tbhk and wotakoi! I'm also excited for "The flower that blooms with dignity" anime adaptation! I also love musicals, like Six and Hamilton. Very excited for Epic the Musical's release too! (I also code)

Outside of tumblr, I am a high-school student (middle school, by Japan's standards), who wants to spread the word of God! That's why I add bible verses on each of my posts! My dream is to one day be a Voice Actor in America, while also doing accountant work. I also one day want to live in Japan!

My main account on tumblr is called @/everydaytwstsimp. Its mainly for reblogs though.

[lehhoh7822]

personal theory on how the wttt verse works in terms of states

hi gang

cw: i do mention some policy/politics as a referential thing because this is a satirical series about american politics so these issues appear within the series.

welcome to the table. gotta love it. so

i think states represent

their people

their policy

their environment

(there's more focus on the first two definitely however the last one is also relevant. i also like mentioning this because it allows for good fic content, frankly.)

and then the relevancy of this changes depending on whats going on. when a state reflects one of these very strongly and cannot represent another, then you get manifestations of that. alternatively, enough division within the state and you get things like new jersey (watch his intro episode) and texas (cmon gang we all know im talking about austin). you can also see regional differences if they're stark enough (nocal and socal).

because texas is, within canon, implied to have did and non healthy multiplicity ("i feel like i saw this on Moonknight"), my next point is that depending on how geniunely major a difference is and how poorly one of the things is being represented by the state, the more intrusive whatever is going on becomes. so while most of the gang is generally..... kind of... fine... texas, as a state that is a swing state but still making big discriminatory policy represents the policy well, and the rights and needs of the people less so, meaning that instead of the mostly functional/positive multiplicity seen throughout the series starts becoming less functional altogether.

the government also represents people, policy and a little bit of environment. it/he also represents the system and its needs/wants; such as explicitly benefitting from the industrial military complex over in america, or with the democratic party utilising big issues as part of a campaign (re, overturning roe v wade).

states also probably have some kind of magic to them; they're manifestations who are older than the states as they are part of the US, and we know that loui definitely got something going on there. mother nature tries to get florida and when she misses, both texas and louisiana are soaked from afar, again, representing environment, but also magic is an abstract property which is perfectly realistic in thsi universe. the government does the statehouse; which is a house which externally appears to be normal and holds over 50 rooms and somehow was not destroyed already. this is all to say, the idea of states being able to manifest shit is not beyond canon. go nuts. show nuts, even

yeah lol anyone got any agreeeing/disagreeing opinions

[puddle-nerd]

Ollo… I’m Riley and welcome to my blog!

(Please, let me know if any of the links don’t work and I’ll fix them ASAP.)

First things first, this is a 🔞NSFW / MDNI🔞 blog

Just in case it needs to be spelled out:  Not Suitable for Work / Minors Do Not Interact so don’t read this if you’re underage or at work… Most of my posts will be written for adult audiences and the characters will either be of age already or they will be aged up. I’ll make sure to mark my works properly with warnings and labels so:

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Right now, I currently only have works for our favorite James Cameron big blue aliens, specifically for Luna’s Kinktober, Neteyamsyawntu’s Avatar12DaysofKinkmas, and Crybabies-heart’s 14 Days of Love and a couple of requests but I’ll eventually expand out into more original works and into other fandoms. So, if you don’t like the Na’vi, keep on scrolling. (I’ll update this as I add to it.)

This post is so you can navigate my blog a lot easier. I’ll have links to all of my lists and individual works that I may add and to my different reblogs that I think you might enjoy too. Please don’t post my works as your own – I do not consent to this. Please don’t post my works on other sites, even if it’s meant as a translation – AGAIN, I do not consent to this.

My Masterlist for Luna’s Kinktober 2023

My Masterlist for Neteyamsyawntu’s Avatar 12 Days of Kinkmas

My Masterlist for Crybabies-heart’s 14 Days of Love

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If you’re looking for something specific within the individual posts, I made a genre key to help you find what you might be looking for better:

Angst – ✂️

Character D3ath (Detailed) – ☠️

Character D3ath (Mentioned) – 👻

Friendship  – 🌻

Romantic – 💘

$mut – 🔥

Viol3nc3 – 🧨

Request:  jakesullywhore:  Avatar (Cameron Movies) Fandom – You’ll Do (Dark Jake Sully/Human Reader) 🧨☠️👻✂️🔥

Request: jakesullywhore: Avatar (Cameron Movies) Fandom – The Price of Silence (Dark Jake Sully/Human Reader) ✂️🔥

Request: thatonepansexual2000: Avatar (Camerona Movies Fandom - Our Sweet Paysyul (A/B/O verse JakexreaderxNeytiri) 🌻💘🔥

Request: ana-maria456913: Avatar (Cameron Movies Fandom - Jealousy Can Be a Wild Thing (Tonowari/Ronal) 🌻✂️💘

Writing Prompt > bethanythemartian > a short story about a daycare worker when the end of the world is announced

moribundanchor > an image for MIDSÖMMER (one of the best psychological horror movies, in my opinion)

euninieboo > a beautifully drawn friends to lovers comic

typhlonectes > image of a very, very cool Mountaineer’s axe

outpastthemoat > ATLA personal opinion about dear, old Uncle Iroh

cruelgay > “shipping” Shuntaro Chishiya and Kuina Hikari, lol

chishiyashoodie > Nijirou’s message about taking a break

chishiyashoodie > my very loud opinion as to why America SHOULDN’T remake Alice in Borderland

emergencybitch > PSA about the upcoming Polin scenes in Bridgerton Season 3

newhologram > one of my all-time favorite scenes in ATWOW (don’t get me wrong I love Ao’nung but when he gets punched? *chef’s kiss*)

eyweveng > her MUST READ ‘Knife Kink’ submission for Luna’s Kinktober

oakbuggy > her NSFW art depicting Ao’nung. Makes a girl drool

Writing Prompt > rabbityfrogs > a short story about a morally gray villain putting the “hero” in their place

dontlistentothemmoose > the moon is stuck in a time loop short story

yourstrulybluelover > her MUST READ Lo’ak/Reader heat fic (trust me, it made me melt it was so hot)

oakbuggy > her NSFW art depicting Lo’ak. My knees are weak!

artsofmetamoor > their must read comic depicting Spider’s adoption as a baby into a loving Na’vi family

artsofmetamoor > their continued depictions of Spider’s adoption into a loving Na’vi family

artsofmetamoor > their sneak peak into the Avatar/W.I.T.C.H. crossover universe when Spider was adopted as a baby into a loving Na’vi family

neteyamssyulang > her Na’vi dictionary (not all of it is canon so proceed at your own risk)

oakbuggy > the artistic rendition of pandoraslxna's steamy Neteyam x female human reader x So’lek that has me absolutely drooling

Jakexneytiri > do we think Jake ever had flings before Neytiri? (And the debate that followed)

hoechloin > DC version of “you and me and your friend Steve” featuring Lois, Clark, AND Superman

[grimm-the-tiger]

Some of my favorite verses from protest songs, just because:

"Welcome home, my child Your home is a checkpoint now Your home is a border town Welcome to the brawl."

Anais Mitchell, "Song of the Magi"

"Suffocate me So my tears can be rain I will water the ground where I stand So the flowers can grow back again."

Aurora, "The Seed"

"Cheer them on to their rivals 'Cause America can, and America can't say no And America does, if America says it's so It's so."

The Decemberists, "16 Military Wives"

"See, my birds of a kind, they more and more are looking like Centurions than any little messiah And as I prune my feathers like leaves from a vine I find that we have fewer and fewer in kind."

The Oh Hellos, "Passerine"

"Was a long and dark December When the banks became cathedrals and a fox became God Priests clutched onto Bibles Hollowed out to fit their rifles, and a cross was held aloft."

Coldplay, "Violet Hill"

"Sieg Heil to the President Gasman Bombs away is your punishment Pulverize the Eiffel Towers Who criticize your government."

Green Day, "Holiday"

[auspexsims]

*rubs hands maniacally*

🏛️🎻👰‍♀️ for both Olivia and Luca 😈

EEEE YESSS

🏛️ what would be most different about your character if they lived in modern times?

Luca: I think he’d be super tech-savvy and be very well-versed in using modern resources to his advantage. You wouldn’t catch a modern Luca not working his ass off to get his college degree, maximizing credit card points, or calculating compound interest on his meager investments. In any time period, Luca will have his shit together, but in modern times he’d be more plugged into modern society rather than resentfully distant from it.

Olivia: I think modern times would erode at Olivia’s confidence and mental health much more strongly. I’ve touched on it briefly but with modern pressures, imposter syndrome, hustle culture, etc, Olivia would have really crippling anxiety and self esteem issues and perhaps never would have had the guts to try to be a dressmaker or even independent from her family.

🎻 what's a historical trope you're leaning away from with this character?

Luca: Loud, angry Italian man in the mafia

Olivia: Laissez-faire flapper

👰‍♀️ what are your character's views on marriage?

Love this question because it’s a theme I have for gen 2 in particular that I can't see myself repeating in any other gen!

Luca: Marriage was a checkbox on a list of steps titled “How you know you’ve Made It in America”, listed right underneath “own a home” and right above “drive a car”. It was never a personal desire or assumption of how his life would go but instead a nebulous idea of what probably Ought to happen one day. Meeting someone he actually wanted to be with rewired this opinion though - the attitude he has/will have towards Olivia and towards having her as his wife is ahead of its time and built deeply from friendship.

Olivia: Marriage always felt like it would be the last stop to her. Marriage is the expiration date to achieving her goals, the end date to living with her cousin and being the kind of woman she always admired her mother for being (adventurous, independent). But… she’s tired, and swept away by the attention of someone she respects. As much as marriage is the last stop, the final ribbon in the marathon of independence, a big part of her won't admit it's a welcome release from the grind. She won’t have to keep struggling for dreams she isn’t achieving once she’s married.

[neonbrutalism]

sorry across the spider-verse no longer real, only mostly intact real now :) you are welcome, america

[mthofferings2023]

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[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 63- RUN

Chapter Summary: BTS Film Run. Jungkook's secret is almost revealed. Jennie and Jungkook help the members when they get drunk at the dorm.

Words: 8,000+

Author's Note: Just some angst regarding Run filming because of Jen's dark storyline! So just giving a warning! Other than that, should be a fluff fest! Jungkook fluff!!

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To celebrate Halloween, the members had a Halloween Party for ARMY on a live stream on V-Live. Suga was dressed up as Naruto, J-Hope as Darth Vader, Jimin as Mickey Mouse, Jungkook as Konan, Jin as a Pumpkin, V as a vampire and Rap Monster as Gudetama. Jennie had chosen to be Janelle Monae during her Electric Lady era.

Jennie loved the Electric Lady era. Janelle Monae is someone that she adores a lot thanks to her uplifting lyrics and confidence for being a black woman. The empowerment and embracing of that natural black beauty. She was everything to her.

Electric Lady is also one of her favorite songs as she wore a replica of her outfit thanks to a stylist back in America. Her jacket was customized with JW carved on it and Electric Lady on the back.

After performing Dope, the members introduced themselves and welcomed ARMY to the Halloween Party with BTS. Out of all the members, she thought Jin looked the cutest with his pumpkin costume.

When it was her turn to introduce herself, she was so pleased to see such a positive reception and to see that ARMY all over the world came to the event.

The day before the party, she had gotten sick and caught a sore throat, so she was advised not to speak much during the broadcast. ARMY was very understanding and gave her well wishes. Her voice sounded deeper with her sore throat and her vocal cords were aching lightly, so she remained silent, watching the members and lip synced her verses for their songs. But throughout the broadcast, the members would tease her about her sudden deep voice, making good fun out of the situation.

She honestly felt like hell during this broadcast but she still wanted to do it with the group. She had been drinking hot tea with lemon and honey, in a cute Halloween mug throughout the broadcast to soothe her throat.

The broadcast had activities such as random dance for their songs and express your body. Later on in the broadcast, the members sat down to check out questions to BTS from around the world from ARMY. The majority of the fans that asked questions were foreigners.

”What ghost are you afraid of the most?” J-Hope read. “Please imitate it.”

“I’m afraid of J-Hope now at this moment,” Rapmon answered.

“My father is the most scary existence in the world,” Suga added. “More than a ghost.”

“Who has the biggest hand?” J-Hope read the next question. “Let’s do a tournament!”

As the members compared hands, V continued to beat everyone on having the largest hand, going through each member. Once it was up to Jimin, he got out of his seat and tried to avoid getting his hand compared to his while ARMY laughed at him.

“Jimin has tiny hands~!” Jungkook teased.

“At least my hands are bigger than Jennie’s!” Jimin explained.

“At least my pinky finger is bigger than yours.” she cleared her throat and sipped her tea as the members laughed loudly at him.

“I should hide all her smarties so she won’t have any smarties to eat for Halloween.”

After walking back to the members, Jimin took off his Mickey Mouse glove and compared his hand against V’s as they started laughing at how tiny it was compared to his.

“V is the biggest,” J-Hope announced.

“Let me see your hand against mine.” Jen placed her hand against V’s. The difference was just as great as him and Jimin. “Wow, this is absurd.”

The next question was, “What was the hardest moves? Show them.”

“Oh God, them hip thrusts in dope. I cannot. It took me forever. I was the last one to perfect it.” Jen answered. She stood up and performed it over loud screams from ARMY. “A girl be struggling with that. I feel like I look awkward.”

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For the Jacket Shooting of HYYH PT.2, Jennie wore a white leather jacket with various pins on them and black jeans, including the same white butterfly necklace. She had taken photos with Rap Monster with spray cans, acting rebellious and fierce.

Once Jin began taking photos on a high wall, Jennie started to hype him up, making him laugh.

“Yes, Jin! Work! Show that profile! Handsome worldwide! Beautiful! Stunning! Absolutely stunning!”

“Jennie is my biggest fan.” He happily said.

When they were filmed on the street, Jin, J-Hope, Jungkook and Jen were shot riding bikes with bright smiles on their faces.

“And...action!”

While filming for the Prologue of their next comeback, the director decided to have the members film various scenes to show more of their stories in the HYYH era and since there can only be so many scenes in a music video, they can just add the extra scenes in the upcoming DVD of memories for 2015.

For the scene, the setting turned to Jennie yelping as she got shoved to the floor by her ex-boyfriend, wearing the same white dress from I Need U.

She had just announced that she was leaving for good but it didn’t sit well with him. 

Jen and the actor had practiced this scene various times to get it right because they had him having his hands around her neck, aiming to choke her. Darker than she expected but they managed to get the scene right after a few corrections.

“Please...” she gasped out as her eyes teared up, grabbing his hands as she desperately tried to make him let go of her neck.

“I’m sorry, I can’t let you leave me.” she heard him as her vision began to fade.

This was it, she was about to become deceased as she felt herself getting weaker. 

She should’ve listened to Jin. 

She should have never gone this route. A never-ending cycle where those around her get hurt.

She suddenly remembered the knife that she had and found it on the ground near her. Risking it, she used one of her arms to reach out for the knife.

Just centimeters...

Centimeters close to the knife...

Almost there...

She was fading fast, would she be able to get it?

Feeling the knife, she quickly grabbed it and struck him with it, stunning him. Scared, she quickly pushed him off of her, scrambling away with eyeliner running from her eyes thanks to the tears.

She gasped deeply, trying to catch her breath as she touched her neck.

His body remained motionless as she found herself in a state of shock, noticing that blood was all over her and her white dress. 

Wearing white, she didn’t feel pure. She had taken someone’s life. 

With trembling hands, she grabbed her phone, sobbing at what she had done and wondering if she should call a friend or the police.

Later, on the set, the members prepared to film for the Prologue of HYYH. With Jen’s character for this era, she was the closest to Jin, linked with him. Jennie felt like her character for this era was an absolute hot mess who could not seem to get out of trouble no matter how much she wanted to help others and stubbornly didn’t want help from anyone. 

The first location was in the woods, in an abandoned pool. Jennie wore a long-sleeved brown hoodie and the same white butterfly necklace. She had an acoustic guitar on her back and stood with Jin as he recorded the boys having fun around V who was lying on the mattress.

Jungkook had turned around to point them out. “Oh, it’s Jin hyung and Jennie.” he grinned while Jennie waved at them and met up with them, embracing each other.

‘You can smile as long as we’re together’

The group would run around and play with each other as Jin filmed and joined in activities like arm wrestling with Jungkook. One moment included everyone sitting around Jennie as she strummed along on her guitar and they sang out random songs, bonding. Following, she caught Jin filming her while she adjusted her bun. Turning around, she grinned and waved, gesturing for him to come over to her. As soon as he grew close, she snatched his camera and ran as he chased after her.

As filming went on, the members were sitting while V had stepped on top of a building a few feet higher than everyone. Jennie climbed up to meet him there, patting his back and looking up at the sky with him.

At night, the members stood around a bonfire, watching what Jin had filmed on a projector. Jen had sat next to Jin who offered her and J-Hope pretzels. Jungkook decided to lay on Yoongi’s lap while he was playing with a lighter.

“We...shall we go here?” Jin asked, showing the photo to everyone. 

Everyone agreed while Jungkook blew out Yoongi’s fire.

As time went on, Jen rolled her eyes when she felt her phone vibrate yet again. She checked the time and sighed. 

“He’s going to be mad that I’m not home yet. I’ll be right back.” she excused herself and a distance away from the bonfire to answer the call.

“What....? Why now? You’re acting a bit paranoid.” she paced around, getting annoyed. “I do love you but-listen-I...you have been blowing up my phone all day, relax! It’s not even like that...really it’s not...of course, I love you. I don’t get why you need to know every single little detail on where I’m at, I said I was fine. Listen, we don’t need to hang around each other 24/7-you are unbelievable, you know what?”

“Fine...okay.” she finally said, defeated, after a long period of listening to what her significant other had to say. 

Hanging up, she wiped her tears and blew out her cheeks. Sniffing, she put her phone away and placed her hands on her hips. After pulling herself together, she turned around, bewildered when she discovered Jin watching her with worried eyes.

No words were said as her stomach dropped, realizing that he had been listening for a while. 

“...H-how long have you been standing there?” she spoke nervously.

He frowned. “Is everything all right?”

“Yeah, yeah. Just a disagreement.”

“Jennie.” he grabbed her by the wrist and he noticed that she had winced in pain. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine.” she pulled away, rubbing her wrist.

“You look in pain.”

“It’s nothing. I have to go. I’ll see you guys, tomorrow, okay?” she fake smiled and left while he looked back at her with concern.

The next morning, Jin drove to the beach, with everyone in his truck, enjoying the beach and nice weather. They all would run and jump around while Jin continued to film. When the guys were far away, Jennie took off her shoes and walked near the ocean, getting her feet wet, and watching the view with a smile. Jin had met up with her, placing his video camera down and walked with her, taking some photos together. Jumping on his back, he had given her a piggyback ride.

That was until the rest of the guys ran over and succeeded in shoving them into the water.

“You’re all dead!” she shouted, running after them with Jin.

After chasing them around, Jennie tripped and Jin grabbed her by the arm, causing her to hiss in pain.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” he exclaimed.

“N-no, no. I’m good.”

“Don’t you want to take that off? It’s really hot and you’re wearing a long-sleeved hoodie, I don’t want you to pass out.” he lifted up her sleeve but saw a bruise. “What happened?”

“I just fell, okay?” she averted her eyes and pulled the sleeve down.

“What did he do?”

“Nothing.”

“He did this to you.”

“I just fell.”

He looked at her seriously. “I really think that you should leave him.”

“It was just a grab, it was my fault anyway. We’re fine, he’s a good guy-“

“That is not your fault. I can’t stand here and let him do that to you.”

“Jin. Okay. I’ll leave him, all right? Please just don’t get involved, okay?”

“I’m sorry but I have to.”

“Please, don’t. And please don’t tell the others.”

“Why won’t you let us help you? You help us. All the time.”

“Because I don’t really need it. I got it all handled, okay? I can do this alone. He said he’ll never do it again. It was an accident. But I’ll leave, okay? Let’s just drop it.”

“I can’t drop it when you’re hurting.”

“When I’m with you guys, I’m happy and can smile as wide as I can. Being with you all, makes me forget the negativity. I’ll be all right, okay? I’ll leave him soon.” she reassured him.

Once arriving at the gas station, Rapmon put gas in the car while Jen sat in the passenger seat. Rapmon grabbed Jin’s camera and took a photo of them with Suga joining in from the backseat. Once Rapmon got back inside the truck in the back, they checked out the photo. Meanwhile, Jimin was asleep in the truck while J-Hope placed snacks in the back. Looking out the window, Jennie turned and looked sad, having a lot on her mind.

The next day, they all sat by the pier, watching the sunrise. Taking a look around, V turned his attention to the large platform and started climbing it.

“What is he doing...?” Jen murmured and stood up, going to follow him. Once she made it up, she looked down at the sea.

It was a long way down. Something that she felt like she wasn’t ready for as she turned her attention to V’s back.

“Hey, think about this,” she called out, anxiously.

All she had gotten in return was a fond smile from him after he looked down at the guys. Once he had jumped off the platform, she had reached out her hand, yelling “Wait!” as he dived into the sea, jumping into the unknown.

When it was time to film for the Run MV, Jen sat on the train tracks with Jungkook, watching Rapmon film. Jungkook had been playing with one of the dogs on the set to pass the time. 

She turned to see that big smile on his face as he tried to avoid getting licked and giggled when he ended up falling on his back with the dog showering him with love. Suddenly, their dog Tony, and the other dog he was playing with, ran up to her and Tony energetically jumped on her, giving her love as she laughed.

“It’s biting my hand.” Jungkook gestured to one of the dogs biting his hand. “Chew it up!"

“Guys, Tony has gotten bigger, huh?” Jen asked on camera,

“He still loves me the most by the way.”

“Who said that?” she asked as he stuck his tongue out at her.

After watching the dogs run away to play around, Jen stood up and prepared for their shoot, which was running...a lot.

“I’m just glad I have my comfortable Nikes on. And I’m still patiently waiting for Nike to hit a chick up for an endorsement.” she crossed her fingers.

Running was a common theme for this music video as the members ran through a tunnel, on a bridge, on the streets, and in the fields. After running throughout the day, Jennie and Jin were called out the get filmed in a dark alley. Although a majority of what everyone was shooting might not be in the music video, they can still be filmed for the future memories of 2015 DVD. 

In the music video, Jennie is shown having a rough time. Since it was night, she was filmed walking to a dark alleyway with Jin following her closely, making sure that she was safe. Surrounding herself with a group of sketchy people, joining the activities they were doing, she leaned up against the wall, with her eyes getting red. In a daze with smoke coming out of her mouth, she wanted to numb the pain that was going on with her and the drama happening back at her boyfriend’s place.

“Act more out of it.” The director called out as she followed his commands. “Cut!”

“I'm not really supposed to be out here this late doing stuff like this. I have to act like I’m hallucinating. Hopefully, I’ll do a good job. It may take a few tries.” she mentioned on camera.

“Just do what I do, ahhhhhh!” Jin yelled out jokingly, causing her to playfully punch him.

When filmed again, Jennie had mentally prepared for the crucial part of filming. Holding her head, she frequently started looking around and flinching.

“What did you give me!?” she panicked, turning to the group.

“What do you mean? Just relax.” she heard them reply.

She let out a scream and kneeled, holding her head tighter. “Make it stop, make it stop!” she screamed, beginning to cry while Jin quickly rushed in to help her, as the group ran off.

“Jennie! Jennie!” he grabbed a hold of her as she tried to push him away.

“Get away from me!”

“It’s me! It’s me! Look! It’s not real! It’s not real!” he hugged her to try to calm her down as she continued to shake and freak out. Jin quickly looked at what she had smoked and realized that it was spiked. “I got you. Everything is going to be okay.” he lifted her up bridal style and quickly left the area with her, to get her help.

“Cut!”

“Was that okay?” she asked after getting set down by Jin.

“Very good job, both of you.” The director praised.

“Ayeeee!” she high fived Jin and jumped up to bump her chest with him.

“I was a little nervous for that scene. But she can cry on the spot. It’s really impressive.” Jin praised.

Later that night, the members gathered around in the alley. 

“I think I ran for half a day and slept for the other half,” Jin said on camera.

“My feet are comfortable as heck because of these Nikes,” Jen added

“For goodness sake, someone get her that endorsement, so she can shut up.” Yoongi walked past them, making them laugh out loud.

For the scene, they were filmed acting like punks in a dark alley, acting drunk and goofy while Jin filmed them.

“Yo, why you gotta pull the lollipop out your mouth like that?” she chuckled and mimicked V’s actions. 

For the individual shots, Jen was filmed stomping around aggressively and kicking random things around.

The next morning, the members are back around Jamsu Bridge to continue getting filmed running. The day consisted of the members eating burgers and playing around.

“Dasi run, run, run,” Jen whined as she continued to get filmed running for the 100th time.

Jen and Jin were together for another scene, as requested by the director, although they weren’t sure yet if they wanted to put it in the music video. 

The scene had Jen look like she wanted to jump off the bridge. Her hands were on the railing as she looked down at the water. All Jin had to do was yell and grab her back so she could be on the ground again.

“Action!”

“Don’t!” Jin yelled, rushing over to her as he gripped her tightly. Hastily lifting her body over the railing, he placed her down as they both fell to their knees. Roughly grabbing a hold of her shoulders, he shook her repeatedly, catching her off guard. “Are you crazy!? Are you crazy!?”

The way he shook her so violently, made her tear up and start to cry, adding to the acting. “I-I’m sorry!” she wrapped her arms around him as he hugged her tightly.

“Cut!”

Wiping her tears, Jen let out a laugh as she heard Jin repeatedly apologize for shaking her so hard. 

“It’s fine, it’s fine!”

They were then requested one more scene to film as SeokJen were told to improvise that Jen was angry at him for trying to help her with the problems with her boyfriend and wanted her to yell “I hate you.”

“Action!”

Jennie angrily walked up to Jin and shoved him. “Why would you do that!?”

Jin looked shocked and his facial expression caused her to burst out in laughter while he began giggling, holding his heart. 

“Gosh, so aggressive,” he said.

“His reaction was priceless!”

Getting back in character, they tried it again as she shoved him and yelled, “Why would you do that!?”

Jin couldn’t even respond because he cracked a smile and started to laugh with her again. This was going to take a while.

“Get all your giggles out.” The director told them, amused.

“HA-HA-HA!” Jen exaggerated.

“HA-HA-HA?” Jin copied her.

“HA-HA!”

“HA-HA?”

“HA-HA!”

“HA-HA!” he nodded in approval and high fived her.

Finally getting it all out of their system, they went back to being serious, finally getting the scene right.

Storming up to Jin, she shoved him angrily, yelling, “Why would you do that!?”

“Do what!?”

“Why did you go and confront him!?”

“He needed to be talked to-“

“You’re ruining everything!” she shouted.

“I’m trying to get you out of this!” he shouted back.

“Oh my God!” she placed her hands over her head. “How many times do I have to tell you that I can take care of myself!? I got this! I’m fine!”

He shook his head sadly. “You really are going to choose him over us...?”

The way he said that so dejected made her heart ache as she hesitated for a moment, swallowing the lump in her throat. 

This wasn’t acting anymore to them. 

It took Jennie a while to speak again but the director kept filming, enjoying the scene.

Jennie exhaled to try to keep her composure, shakily responding as her throat tightened, “I love him.”

“We love you.”

Unable to fight the tears from her eyes, the tears began to fall as her chest felt heavy. She was not supposed to cry for this scene, she was supposed to look angry. Jen couldn't even say the "I hate you" line yet.

“Jin-“

“No, we love you. Our love for you is healthy. He doesn’t love you. What you’re dealing with isn’t love. Your family misses you and is worried sick about you. You ran away from home for him. Left a scholarship and great grades for him. Your life was all planned out, you had everything you dreamed of...and you threw it away for him.”

“Look-“

“We all miss you as well, you are never around us anymore. Whatever he did or said to you that is making you scared, it ends today. You want to help others but then you don’t want to accept help from us. Don’t be like that, please. When are you going to realize that you are not alone here? And you have people that love and care about you and will always be there for you? When are you going to let others guide you and help you through this?”

“Jin...”

“If I could just...take that pain away from you, I’d do it in a heartbeat. You deserve so much more. I know you’re hurting. I know you’re scared. I’m scared because if you don’t leave him, something bad might happen. He is trying to isolate you from us. I know and I refuse to let that happen. I can’t let him do this to you. Just let us help you, we can get you away from him, you’ll be safe with us-

“Enough!” she shouted at him. “I hate you!” she shoved him back as he looked back hurt.

‘Damn that facial expression...’ she thought as she looked at his heartbroken appearance. “I-I can’t hang with you guys, anymore. I’m leaving, okay?”

“No! Don’t do this.” he grabbed her. “Please-“

“Stop! I’m done! Don’t look for me. Okay? Tell the guys I said goodbye.” she quickly ran off. 

“Jennie!” he ran after her but then lost her as he sat down and looked regretful.

“Cut!”

As soon as the director said that, Jin and Jennie quickly embraced. The scene seemed to have impressed the director because he decided to keep the entire scene. He even had the camera crew continue filming them hugging the way that they were as Jin wiped her tears and kissed her forehead.

The next shooting location was the tunnel. The members were blocking the way of drivers with their car and everyone was screaming and yelling at them.

“Two, three!”

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

They scream at the cars, running around chaotically.

“VIOLENCE!” Jen got on top of a car and stomped on it while Jimin threw water and other items on another car. 

After her individual shot was finished, she quickly got off and bowed. “Sorry about that.” she made sure the car didn’t have a dint or anything in it.

And yet again, the members ran back into the car while Jin drove off.

“Out of all the music videos we’ve done, this is the most exhausting,” Jen said on camera.

After filming the loud party scene, hanging around with red cups as Jin filmed, the members sat around while Jin made a pyramid with cards. As soon as he finished, V smashed the cards away, making a sad expression appear on Jin’s face.

“Yo, seriously?” Jen frowned, scolding V for his actions. 

A scene was filmed of her giving Jin another pack of cards to boost his mood and they ended up creating a bigger pyramid and taking photos together with it. The next scene was a pillow fight scene. And of course, Jennie was the first target because she felt a huge impact and feathers flying around her head and she turned around to see Yoongi was the culprit. Grabbing her pillow, they ended up hitting each other and their hair got disheveled and filled with feathers.

“It is going to take forever to get this out of my black hair. The things we do for music videos.” she chuckled softly, trying to pull pieces of feathers out of her hair.

With just a couple of scenes left, they filmed a part in the bathroom, pulling Jimin in to suffer by tossing him in the tub, and getting him soaked. The director called out Suga to go in next as the members pushed him in. After he got soaked, he sighed and looked at his wet clothes. 

“I told you not to put me in. Gosh. These are my jeans.” he complained, getting called Yunki by the members.

“So...is Ennie next?” Rapmon called out.

“Who, what, where, what? Who? Who is Ennie? Ennie ain’t here! Back away!” she tried to avoid her fate but got picked up and dropped into the tub by Taehyung, Rapmon and J-hope. “Nice...”

“Jimin is already in the tub. Now Yunki and Ennie got soaked, too.” J-Hope shot a thumbs up to the camera. “Great!”

“Is V coming in too?” Jimin called out. “Hurry! Grab him!”

“Way ahead of ya!” Jennie grabbed ahold of him with the members before he had the chance to escape and pushed him in while laughing.

Their last shot was a lipsync shot with a black background. The members were sleepy but eager to go home after this as they were filmed looking sad. The majority of everyone had gone home after filming but Jennie decided to stay with V because he had one more scene. Laying his back on the platform, he began to complain.

“Gosh, this is awful. There’s the last scene where I have to go in the water. I thought everyone would wait for me but thankfully at least Ennie is here for support.” he said on camera. “I’m really happy that she’s here. She’s the best.”

Jennie decided to stay because she wanted to support him and see him in action. He was so disappointed when the rest of the members had left but as soon as she told him that she would stay and wait for him, his mood heightened and she never saw him smile so wide. 

She watched as he had fallen back into the water without hesitation as the staff was impressed with his acting. Jennie had found Jimin and Jungkook also waiting for V as they stood with each other.

“I know he must be shivering,” Jimin spoke.

“Definitely. I feel for him,” she responded.

“His shoulders got wider.”

“He’s buffed up.” Jungkook noticed.

“He is so amazing. Look at him.” Jen admired his acting. It looked effortless to him.

As V proceeded to act in the water, the water scenes intrigued Jennie and she asked if she could film with him for fun.

“I was watching New Moon a while ago and I remember that scene when Bella had jumped and seen Edward. Can we recreate that scene for shiz and giggles? I know V wants to go home but...please?” she had asked.

“Let’s do it! Get in!” V beamed. He enjoyed these small moments with his best friend. 

Standing on the platform, she stretched. “I bet this water is cold as heck.”

She jumped in and saw V waving at her. Making sure they breathed in some air, they dive back into the water. Sinking, V had slowly turned to look at her as she slowly started sinking, looking back.

“Jennie, turn diagonally.” The director said as she turned around gracefully.

When they both came back up, she wrapped her arms around his neck, shivering with him as he held her waist. 

“When it’s cold outside~, I’ve got the month of May!” she fake cried. "Why couldn't the water be warm!?"

Once they got out, they were wrapped in blankets and heat packets. 

“I have no regrets. That was fun. Thanks to everyone, you’ve worked hard.” she grinned at the camera.

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In Jen’s studio, Jennie and Jungkook were sitting with each other, finishing up their final homework question. Once they were done, Jen did some finishing touches on an upcoming cover while Jungkook took her phone to hack her Instagram. 

Taking a goofy selfie, he posts with the caption, ‘Hello ARMY! #JK #Hacked’

It was normal for the members to take her phone and post ‘hacked’ photos of themselves. ARMY was waiting for Jungkook to finally do it again since it had been a while. Normally it would be Taehyung and Jimin to hack her Instagram the most. 

Jungkook scrolled through her timeline and saw that Bam Bam had posted her as his Woman Crush Wednesday. 

‘Here we go...’ he grumbled to himself.

“Whatcha looking at? Hacking again?” she called out after finishing singing.

“Bam Bam posted you as his Woman Crush Wednesday,” he responded apathetically.

“Haha, cute.”

“Do you...like him?” 

“Define like.”

“Would you date him?” he boldly asked. 

The curiosity got the better of him. He had to know.

“Well, anything can happen. If he says and does the right things that can sweep me off my feet, I’d totally fall for him. As of right now, I have no feelings. We are just great friends.”

“Good.”

“Good?” she laughed as he realized he said that out loud, looking surprised. “Oh, okay, hahah. You don’t want me to date him?”

“I just...think there is someone else out there for you.”

“Mm hm. Okay. I trust your judgment.”

Back at the dorm, while Jen stayed in her studio, Jungkook went on a rant to Jimin and Taehyung about Bam Bam. 

“Did you know that Bam Bam has been posting Jennie as his Woman Crush Wednesday? How annoying is that? She’s supposed to be mine.”

“She’s yours?” Yoongi walked into the kitchen, grabbing a drink from the fridge. “Pshhh, you haven’t even gone to first base yet.”

Jungkook’s face heated up at the sudden shade. “Hyung!”

“Hey!” Jimin yelled. “We’re working on it! Things take time! And no, we didn’t know. Ennie is the only one with an Instagram, we haven’t been hacking her page in a while.”

“Don’t panic. Things should be fine because he still has his dating ban.” Taehyung added.

“Well, that’s not stopping him from making moves on her,” Jungkook grumbled.

“Jealous?” Yoongi asked, raising a brow.

“Yeah, I am! I admit it! I’m jealous!” he snapped, causing Jimin and Taehyung to snicker at his reaction.

“Calm down, kid...”

“Wait a minute...how do you know he likes her?” Jimin called out

“Come on...” the rapper shook his head. “The kid makes it painfully obvious. It’s ridiculous.”

Back to Jennie, her phone rang and she answered Angelina’s facetime call. “Hi!”

“Jennie! My flight is already booked for Seoul, I’m finally coming to see ya!”

“FI-NAL-LY!”

“You really didn’t have to pay for the ticket, I could’ve paid though!”

“Well, get used to it because I’ll be treating you to a lot of stuff once you arrive in Seoul. Can’t wait for you to hang with me. You’ll get to see everything about my comeback as well.”

“Niiiice."

“So...are you excited to see me or are you excited to see Namjoon?”

“Namjoon!”

“Ahh!” Jen caught her.

“I meant you!” she laughed

“Uh-uh. Okay.”

“Is he excited to see me?”

“Of course he is.”

“I bet he’s cuter in person.”

“Jesus take the wheel...”

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When Jennie arrived back at the dorm after a few hours, she was aware that the guys would be celebrating their success in filming the comeback with drinks but apparently, they celebrated too hard because as soon as she walked into the dorm, everyone except for Jungkook was drunk.

“Yo...what the hell?” she called out.

“Jennieeeeee! You’re baaaaaack!” Jimin stumbled up to her, wrapping his arms around her for a tight hug.

“You stink.” she gently pushed him away, not liking the smell of alcohol. “How much did you drink? I wasn’t even gone that long!”

“We were just celebrating~!” he slurred.

“Too much, I see.” she turned to Jungkook who was walking out of his room. “Jungkook! Do you see this mess?” she gestured to the drunken members

Jungkook looked shooked and it seemed like it was the first time he had come out of his room since he arrived back at the dorm, surprised to see his hyungs like this. Some were giggling, lying around, and more hyper than usual.

“Wait, what happened?” the Golden Maknae looked around.

“What do you mean what happened!? You didn’t know they were in this state?”

“I was gaming!” he exclaimed

“Wow! Wow! Help me tame this chaos.” 

She went straight to Jimin, helping him sit on the couch. It was short lived because Jimin couldn’t sit straight and laid his body across the couch, a giggling mess with Taehyung.

“My head is spinning.” Taehyung giggled.

Jen chuckled. “It’s like I’m taking care of grown babies, today. Jeez.”

“Well, at least none of them threw up,” Jungkook responded.

“Don’t jinx it,” she added, walking to the bathroom, only to find Yoongi taking a nap in the tub.

Laughing softly, she quickly snapped a photo. “This is ridiculous! Jungkook, can you come here for a sec?”

Seconds later, Jungkook walked in and laughed at the sight, which caused Yoongi to wake up and drunkenly wave with a gummy smile.

"I'm surprised he didn't get mad at us for disturbing his nap," Jungkook said.

"Must be a special occasion. All right, to bed, you go.” she got aid from Jungkook to lift him out of the tub.

“I got him,”

Suddenly, Yoongi dropped to his knees, causing the 97 Liners to look with alarm, and then watched him crawl to the toilet and hurl.

“Jesus...” Jen cringed while kneeling to rub his back.

“Handle the others. I’ll take care of him.” Jungkook said. Once Jennie had left, Jungkook cleaned Yoongi up and began to giggle when he heard him drunk rapping. “Hyung, are you rapping while drunk? What are we going to do with you?”

With Jennie, she went straight to Hobi and Taehyung who were together at a table, with their heads down and empty bottles.

“All right, time to go to bed.” she placed a hand on Tae’s back, causing him to look up.

“I chalgeenlwd hyung to ga drinkivng conteast.” He slurred.

“You challenged Hobi to a drinking contest?” she translated his gibberish. “You’re a lightweight! You both are lightweights! You can’t handle the hard stuff, why did you agree to a drinking contest when you’re a lightweight?” she scolded with a laugh.

When he responded, she couldn’t understand his gibberish anymore. 

“What? I have no idea what you just said.”

After walking him to the bathroom, she grabbed his toothbrush and prepared to brush his teeth.

“Am I cute to you?” Taehyung suddenly asked.

“Yes, you’re adorable. Now let’s brush your teeth.” she held him steady and thoroughly brushed his teeth for him. After a while, she caught him staring at her. “What?” she removed the toothbrush from his mouth.

“You really do scrunch your nose cutely like he said, hehe,” he spoke with his mouth filled with the toothpaste foam.

She managed to comprehend what he said and asked, “Who said that?” while helping him rinse out his mouth.

“Your boyfrieeeeeend.”

She looked at him in confusion. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”

“Not yeeeeet!”

“So, what you’re my fortune teller, now?” she teased and walked him to his bed.

“Kinda! You just don’t know that you’re his yet~! Hehehe but you will soon.”

“Oh really?” she played along, deciding to entertain his goofy banter that she assumed. “Go to sleep, Tae Tae, you’re drunk.”

“I’m serious~!” he whined.

“Good night, Tae Tae.” she kissed his forehead and placed a blanket over him. “Keep drinking that water.”

When she headed back to the living room, she went to Jimin while Jungkook had already taken care of Hobi and Namjoon and was now helping Jin. She was happy that he was sober and helped her because she knew she wouldn’t be able to do this all by herself. The Golden Maknae worked pretty fast to get the guys to bed and she was grateful.

“You know what I love?” Jimin slurred, clinging onto her as she helped him off the couch.

“What’s that?” she asked.

“Seeing Jungkookie so happy.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

“Yeah, he is always so happy when he is with you.”

“I’m glad that he is.”

“Don’t you think I’m adorable?”

She giggled. “Yeah, I do.”

“Don’t you think Jungkookie is handsome?”

“Hahaha, yeah, just like the rest of Bangtan.”

“Does he make you happy?”

“Yes, he does.”

“Did you know that you make him happy?”

“Oh really?” she smiled softly. “Glad to hear that.”

“I know someone that likes youuuuu~!”

“Haha, you are acting so random tonight. Well, I like to be liked.”

“Noooo it’s more than like. It’s love.”

“Love? Well, I like to be loved, too.”

“Not like this~ hehehehehe.”

“Okay, let’s get you into bed.”

“Do you want me to tell you who loves you?”

“Let me guess, you? I love you too, Chim. Now let’s get into bed.”

“Heheheh, you don’t get it. This love is really strong. Like, relationship type strong.”

“JenMin is still a thing, Jimin. You’re good.”

“No, it’s not meeeeeeee~!”

“Okay, then who?”

“He always talks about youuuuuu!”

“Whoever he is, I hope it’s positive.”

“Very! He really wants youuuuu.”

“Really, now?”

“Uh huh! He has been your secret admirer for a while now. He thinks you’re very pretty and always dreams about dating you. He alwaaaaaaaaaaays talks about wanting to kiss you and treat you so special. I hope you two dateeeeee. I’m trying to help himmmm.”

“Well, this is interesting news that someone wants me. You sure he’s legit?”

“Trust me Ennieeeeee, your secret admirer wants you more than you think. He is very legit. Like, GOLDEN Legit.”

Jungkook stared at Jimin in alarm and quickly made his way over.

“Whose mans is this that you’re talking about?” Jen asked.

“OKAY! Time for bed, hyung! I got him, Jennie.”

“Jennieeeeeeee!” she heard Taehyung call out for her, taking her attention off what Jimin had blurted out.

When she went to his room, she helped Taehyung with whatever he needed which was more water and then a bedtime story. After that, she checked on Namjoon because he was feeling nauseous and spoke about his regrets for partying too hard from a psychological perspective that made her think deeply about life. 

Exhausted from checking on all the members, she went into her room, but her night was far from over because the sight she saw in her room, caused her to scream, “What the actual-what the fuck!? Who threw up on my Nikes!? Are you kidding me!?” 

Somebody was about to get their ass kicked tonight. 

She rushed over to her ruined shoes. “No-no-no-no-no-no-no please, not the purple and white ones. My orange ones too? And the red ones!?”

Jungkook quickly rushed in, surprised by her screaming. “What happened!?”

“They threw up on my Nikes!” she shouted as he flinched at her yelling. 

As soon as he saw her beginning to tear up from anger and sadness, he frowned. Sure, they were just shoes but to her, they meant much more, as he watched her pace around and angrily vent her frustrations.

“Oh my God, man! WHY!? This is so friggin unfair!” she stormed out of the room.

Jungkook began to panic. All his hyungs were drunk and now an angry Jennie was on the loose.

“Aish...why me? Why hyungs, why?” he murmured

Jennie had periodically wiped angry tears from her eyes after cleaning up the entire dorm with Jungkook. It was late and she should’ve gone to sleep but she stayed up to check on the members despite her frustration.

“I need some Jhene Aiko to calm my ass down...” she grumbled and grabbed her phone, connecting it to a tiny portable speaker that was sitting in the living room.

“A-actually, can I pick a song?” Jungkook called out.

“Sure. Be my guest.”

“I’m sorry about your Nikes.” He smiled sadly as he went over to the speaker.

“It’s fine...”

“I know you’re still upset but I think I know a way to make you feel better.”

“What?”

“Let’s dance,”

“Dance? Seriously?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“I’m not really in the dancing mood, Kook. I just witnessed part of my Nike collection ruined by vomit. Dancing is the last thing on my mind.” she turned her back to him, straightening things up on the couch.

“This song will change your mind. It’ll make you feel better. Trust me.”

When he put on IU and HIGH4’s Not Spring, Love or Cherry Blossoms, Jennie turned around.

gireossdeon gyeounae julgod

pumi jom namneun bamsaeg koteu

“Oh...you’re foul,” she called out.

He grinned mischievously, “You know this is your favorite song by her. Something to cheer you up.”

“Oh my gosh...”

“I see a smile trying to appear on your face~.” he teased as she looked away.

Once she heard him sing, her attention was back on him as she watched him walking slowly to her, “Son jabgo georeul saram. Hana eobsneun naege. Dalkomhan bombarami neomuhae.”

He extended out his hand. “Milady?”

Breaking out into a smile, she took his hand and he spun her around. Pulling her to him, they slowly danced around to the song as she started to loosen up.

“Bom sarang beojkkoch malgo.” she sang.

“Bom sarang beojkkoch malgo.” he sang back

As they continued to dance, he ended up dipping her, making her giggle. After releasing each other, they resumed dancing and singing together around the dorm, grabbing random items to use as microphones. 

Once he hugged her from behind, she laughed and wrapped her arms around his, as her heart felt weird again. It felt full of something that she couldn’t understand. Despite the weird feeling, she felt happy in his arms.

“Feeling better?” he asked as the song ended.

“Much better. Thank you, for this.” she felt herself getting released.

“I guess we should start heading to bed.”

“I’ll sleep in a few. Let me finish the last of these dishes and I want to make sure the guys are safe while they sleep. I don't want them to throw up and choke or something. I’ll sleep soon.”

Later that night, Jungkook was still awake in his room, listening to music and playing games on his phone since he wasn’t sleepy yet.

Got me up all night, all I’m singin’ is love songs

She got me up all night, constant drinkin’ and love songs

She got me up all night, down-and-out with these love songs

J-Cole’s Power Trip played on shuffle on his music player as his mind wandered to Jennie.

“Would you believe me if I said I’m in love?” he sang softly to himself. “Baby, I want you to want me. Would you believe me if I said I’m in love? Baby, I want you.”

Well, this has got to be the longest crush ever

If I ever get to fuck it’d be the longest bust ever

Jungkook let out a chuckle at the lyrics. Ironic how it came on while he thought about her. 

It really was the longest crush ever.

Getting out of bed, he wandered around the dorm to check on the members, making sure they were fine before he went to sleep. But once he went to Jen’s room, he noticed that she wasn’t in there.

‘Don’t tell me...’ he thought and made his way to the living room, to find her asleep on the couch. 

The angle looked uncomfortable and he picked her up, bridal style.

“What time is it?” she asked tiredly.

“Time to get you in bed. I thought you were going to sleep after you checked on them?”

“I did. I still wanted to stay up to continue watching over them. Are the guys safe?”

“I checked on them, they’re fine. Go to sleep, baby girl.” he gently laid her down on her bed and put covers on her.

Half asleep, she dozed off, mumbling a “Thank you for helping me tonight.”

In the morning, remembering the Nike situation, she was still pissed at the guys. Despite being upset, she still loved them and decided to make breakfast and prepare water and aspirin for them. Once everyone was awake and ate with her, she ignored them and left to go hang with GFriend after finishing her plate.

“All right, what is wrong with her?” Yoongi asked

“Well, you guys threw up around the dorm and she and I had to clean it up,” Jungkook answered.

“Damn...”

“That’s not the worst part.”

“How can it be worse than that?”

“Someone threw up on some of her Nike sneakers.”

The members froze and glanced at each other anxiously as various reactions of curses were heard.

“Shit.”

“Fuck.”

“Crap.”

“Damn.”

“Oh, God...”

“Oh dear...”

“Jin did it!” Jimin shouted.

“I did no such thing!” Jin yelled, widening his eyes at the accusation.

“Ah, not so loud, my head!” Namjoon rubbed his temples.

“Then who did it!?” Taehyung yelled.

“HEY!” Jungkook shouted, making them flinch at the loud noise. “I don’t care who threw up on the sneakers. Each one of you should buy her a new pair and clean her shoes,”

“That seems fair,” Hobi spoke up.

“And you.” Jungkook turned to Jimin, frowning. “You almost ruined everything.”

“Me? What? How?” Jimin exclaimed

“You almost blabbed out my feelings for her!”

“Wha? Oh no, what did I say? I’m sorry!” he grinned sheepishly.

“You said quite enough...and you just had to say, Golden. You’re going to give her ideas if you keep that up.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Look Tae and I have a plan. Christmas will be coming up in a few months. Why not try a mistletoe kiss?”

“Why not let it go naturally, instead?” Namjoon spoke up. “Don’t force it.”

“Why don’t you just tell her your feelings, right now?” Yoongi asked.

“Don’t do that. Jennie is in a foul mood. Not a wise idea.” the leader advised.

“I actually think the mistletoe kiss is a cute idea.” Hobi smiled

“Wait a minute, how do you all know that Jungkookie loves our Ennie? Did you tell them?” Jimin asked Yoongi after watching them talk.

“Like I said, the kid makes it painfully obvious.” Yoongi shrugged.

“If there is a mistletoe kiss, just make sure it’s only for a few seconds. They’re still too young in my eyes.” Jin added

“No way! I want my ship to sail!” Jimin exclaimed.

“Keep it rated G in this dorm!” he demanded, causing Jimin to roll his eyes and pout.

Watching the members discuss JenKook, Jungkook cleared his throat to get their attention, “Do you all...approve?” he nervously asked.

Hobi chuckled softly. “The both of you already act like a couple anyway,"

“Might as well add the kissing and future dates.” Yoongi agreed.

“I’m just...a little sad. You two are growing up a little too fast for me. But it’s undeniable to see your love for her.” Jin smiled. “You two seem happier when together. It is adorable.”

“Let’s all just make sure that Jungkook is the one to tell her. That means no more almost blabbing out the big secret, Jimin.” Namjoon added.

“I said I was sorry!” Jimin exclaimed, burying his face in his hands.

"It's okay, Jimin," Jungkook reassured him.

“When are you going to tell her?” Yoongi turned to Jungkook.

“Honestly, wait until after these events are over. We have a lot of work with the comeback and the end of the year shows. After these busy days, tell her. We’ll make sure not to interrupt you two when you’re alone with her.” Namjoon suggested.

The members went Nike sneaker shopping for Jennie and split up into groups. Jungkook went with Namjoon, browsing around for the shoes.

“Out of all the girls, I’m happy you want her. Nothing will change when you two date.” Namjoon spoke, catching Jungkook’s attention.

“You’re not mad?”

“About what?”

“Falling for her? You don’t think it’s a distraction?”

“If anything, I see the both of you as each other’s motivation. I never saw it as a distraction. Bang PD wouldn’t think so either.”

“He knows too?”

“The whole company knows, Jungkook.” Namjoon chuckled.

“Aish...Jimin and Taehyung with their big mouths.”

“Oh, it wasn’t them. It was you.”

“But I never said anything to anyone.”

“Your actions gave it away.” he placed a hand on his shoulder. “If there was any man I’d want our Miss Bangtan to be with, it would be you. I see your maturity grow when it comes to her. When you are around her, you act more like yourself than you act with other girls. She keeps you grounded. I also love how patient she is with you. All of us, really. It’s not easy living with seven men but she manages to keep us all in check. She takes care of us. Can’t take that for granted.”

Jungkook smiled and nodded at his words. “Do you think she’ll love me back?”

“I want you to see it for yourself. Pay attention to how she acts around you. Both of you will be lucky to have each other. Jennie is a dime. When you have her, don’t let her go.”

“Trust me, I’ll never let her go.”