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btsiguess · 5 years ago

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Womyn With A ‘Y’ (m) - 4

Summary: You weren’t quite sure how you ended up working with the aloof Yoonji on your student council campaign, but you did know that that girl was starting to make you question yourself. I mean, if she’s even a girl at all…

Pairing: Yoonji/Reader Yoongi/Reader

Genre: Smut/Fluff

Word Count: 3754

Warnings (if applicable): Moderately underaged drinking, Jimin being too good for this world.

A/Ns: I’m back y’all

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

The next day, Jimin had noticed you were upset right away. He had caught up with you just as lunch had begun. You hadn’t heard from Yoonji today, and the thought had been weighing on you heavily. Hadn’t she said that the two of you should talk?

“There you are!” He says, jogging up to you. “Did everything go alright with Yoonji yesterday? You look a little bit tense.”

You open your mouth to respond, but no sound comes out. You can feel rejection washing over you in waves, and even though you understand that it’s not Yoonji’s fault that she doesn’t want you, you can’t deny that it hurts.

Of course you weren’t good enough for Yoonji. When had she ever given you a sign that that wasn’t the case? That tall beautiful goddess could never fall for someone like you. On top of that, now you had to worry about what your relationship would be like in the future. Would she ever even want to speak to you again?

“Hey… What’s the matter?” Jimin asks. “Did you two get into a fight? Did she back out of being your running mate?”

“This isn’t about the stupid election, Jimin!” You snap, but you regret it immediately. Jimin hadn’t done anything wrong. You shouldn’t make him feel like he had.

Jimin looks a bit surprised by your outburst, but just holds up his hands in innocence.

“I’m sorry.” You apologize instantly, guilty about your outburst. But Jimin’s face just softens into a smile.

“You’re a bit cute when you’re mad, you know?” He playfully taps your shoulder and you scoff, a feeling annoyance flaring in your tummy.

“Oh, there it is again.” He winks.

“Shut up!” You say, but you can feel your lips twitch up just a little bit. It seemed like Jimin was impossible to stay annoyed at. It was probably his stupid boyish charm. But you continue. “We didn’t fight or anything serious. Just a minor disagreement.” Jimin nods, thoughtful.

“Still, you seem pretty bent up about it.” He notes. You’re a bit surprised by his astuteness.

“Is it that obvious?” You question and Jimin laughs.

“Not quite obvious. Just, I know the Yoonji blues better than anyone. I can catch it from a mile away.” He throws his arm around your shoulders. You’re surprised at the fact that it doesn’t feel uncomfortable. “Listen, I have something that might help make you feel better. But it might not be the wisest idea you’ve ever heard.”

You look up at Jimin curiously. He’s got a mischievous glint in his eyes that you’re surprised to see on his cherubic face. His mouth quirks up slightly at your interest, the smirk making him look positively sinful.

“What did you have in mind Jimin?”

He winks at you. “Don’t panic. But we are skipping the rest of school.”

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You’ve never actually skipped school before, especially not to hang out with a boy.

You should have asked where the two of you were going. And as soon as you were in Jimin’s car, you realized that you could have put yourself in incredible danger. You had been too wrapped up in the prospect of doing something bad, so focussed on that that you hadn’t considered the ways in which Jimin might take advantage of you. He might seem sweet, but he was still a man after all.

Jimin catches onto your nerves, spotting the worried crease in your forehead from a mile away.

“I’m not going to kill you, I promise. We are going to my house.” Jimin soothes, backing out of his parking spot.

“Your house for what?” You say, mind racing back to how angry Yoonji would be if she found out you had gotten yourself into this situation. He begins to drive.

“Drinking.” He stated. As if the answer were simple.

“I- I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” You say, a bit flabbergasted at the boy’s suggestion. You weren’t supposed to drink. Especially not in the middle of the day during the week.

“I told you it was a bad idea!” Jimin defends himself. “But I think that you ought to let loose once and awhile. And Yoonji causes everyone’s feelings to go haywire. Just try it? Just this once? I promise I’ll take good care of you. Yoonji is something I know how to handle well.” If it were any other boy you would have doubted the truthfulness of their claims. But Jimin always had a way of displaying his earnesty on his face through and through. You couldn’t help but trust him.

“Alright… But if you try anything I’ll cut your dick off I swear to god.” You tried to sound as serious and menacing as possible, but Jimin just laughed, pulling into the driveway of what you could only assume to be his home. It wasn’t too far from your own home, you noted. And you were grateful for that.

Jimin leads you up into his room. It’s relatively clean, save for a few piles of laundry here and there. You couldn’t distinguish whether they were clean or not at a glance. He motions for you to take a seat on his bed then goes to his closet. Rummaging around until he pulls out a box full of liquor.

“How did you get all that?” You wonder.

“I have an older friend, Jin. He gets this for me. He’s really cool. We met at work.” Jimin places the box unceremoniously on the bed before you. “What would the beautiful lady like first?” He throws in a wink for good measure.

You’re not sure how long you and Jimin sit there, drinking and talking casually about your lives before he sprung the question. It had to have been hours at least, judging by the way the sky darkened. You had heard his parents come home at some point, but Jimin didn’t make a move to cover up the alcohol, and so you had remained. Talking and drinking and laughing. Losing track of the amount of empty cans and bottles that belonged to you. You had liked getting to know him, and he remained a respectful distance from you, as though he knew that any advance on his part would be more than unwelcome. It had almost helped you forget the source of all of your current problems. At least, until Jimin broached the topic you had hoped he would leave alone.

“So,” He says lightly, “are you going to tell me what happened with Yoonji?”

You take a long drink of the soju he had given you earlier, not even bothering to mix it with your beer at this point.

“Well…” You didn’t know if you should tell him. You hadn’t even told Soonmi yet. Too afraid of her reaction to let it slip.

“Hey, it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it too. I’m not going to pry. I just think it might make you feel a little bit better.” His smile is gentle and kind. If you hadn’t been so wrapped up with Yoonji, your heart would have definitely fluttered all over the place.

“I don’t want to upset you…” You let slip. It can’t be in good taste to tell the president of the Min Yoonji fan-club that you’d kissed the girl he’s had a thing for for years, right?

“Oh please,” he waves his hand as if to shoo your worries away. “There’s nothing you can say to me that will upset me. I know Yoonji’s not into me. You don’t have to be considerate of my feelings. It’s cute of you though.” He tacks on for good measure.

“Well… Okay…” You started, you could feel that the words had to come out anyway, and with your tongue loose from the alcohol you had been drinking, you figured it was easier to just let it happen than try to stop it. “After Yoonji pulled me away from you at lunch yesterday, she ended up. I mean, it’s. I’m embarrassed to say it, gosh.” Your cheeks started to heat up. “She! She just kissed me, okay? And it was amazing and wonderful and all sorts of good! But… right after that, she ran away like I was some sort of monster. I can’t help thinking that I did something wrong. Am I that horrendous?” You put your head in your hands. All the feelings that you had been able to set aside with the help of the soju slamming back into you tenfold.

“Ahh, I see.” Jimin leans back on his arms. “Well, I can tell you one thing, it’s not because of the way you kiss.” His face flushes slightly as you raise your eyebrows. “Sorry. Locker room talk. Jihoon isn’t really a private person.”

Your mouth turns downwards at that, and Jimin immediately moves on, trying to avoid upsetting you.

“Well, maybe it’s the fact that you’re both girls?” He questions. “God that’s hot. I mean-- I’m sorry, I’m a little drunk.” His cheeks color slightly, the blush pouring over his nose. You can’t help but smile. It was cute to see him like this.

“It’s fine.” You laugh. “But Yoonji had already told me that she was bisexual by that point. It didn’t seem like it was something she was upset about?”

“Oh. I’m not sure why she’d run then, to be honest. But I don’t think it would be anything bad. Who would be upset after kissing you?” You don’t notice Jimin’s flirting, you never do. Jimin smiles to himself at the fact. You were way too nice.

“I don’t know. I’ve been feeling upset about it though. I didn’t even know I was into girls like that. I… I still think it might just be Yoonji or something? She’s just different you know?” Jimin nods in understanding and mutual pining. “All I know is that I want to kiss her again. More than anything.” You cover your face with your hands upon admitting it.

“Is that all you want to do with her?” Jimin questions.

“No of course not.”

“Why don’t you give her a call?” He suggests. “Ask her for what you want. To be honest if you called me and begged for me to kiss you I’d be there in five minutes flat.”

“I don’t know…” You blush at the boy’s suggestion. “It’s not… usually my style.”

Jimin smirks.

“That’s what the alcohol was for. Listen,” he leans forward to take your shoulders into his hands. “You’re hot as fuck. Yoonji clearly has a thing for you! You should see the way she stares at you when you’re around. She’s probably freaked out because she doesn’t want to hurt you or something. I mean, really, you have that effect on people. Too fucking cute, I say.” You blanch at Jimin’s swearing and he smiles widely at your expression.

“See?” He continues, booping you on your nose quickly. “Too cute. My vote is that you go home, call up Yoonji, and get her to give you everything you want. I bet you sound adorable all worked up. She won’t be able to say no.”

“Are you sure?” You ask.

“More than sure.” He responds. You nod resolutely and stand from the bed, shaking slightly from the alcohol in your system.

“Are you good to get home?” Jimin asks. “I might be a little too drunk to drive. You can always stay here and put it on speaker phone?”

You slap at his shoulder playfully. “Gross, Jimin. No I can get home. It’s only like a five minute walk.”

“Still it’s dark out. Let me at least walk you home?” You nod in agreement and the two of you start off towards your house.

The trip goes by much quicker than you anticipated, Jimin as usual proving to be the best kind of company.

You’re at your doorway when he looks you in the eye and takes a step in your direction.

“Here, take this.” Jimin laughs at your slight alarm, handing the small bottle of soju your way. “For liquid courage!”

You blush profusely, but take the bottle from Jimin regardless.

“And hey, babe,” He says, leaning far too close than was necessary to speak directly into your ear. “Go get that pussy.” Then he’s gone.

You manage to make it through your room, despite your heavy limbs. Dialing, first, the one person who deserved to know everything that was going on. She answers on the third ring.

“Hey! Where were you in last period?”

“Soonmi” You slur, opening the soju that Jimin had gifted you and taking another swig. “I wanna fuck Yoonji so bad.”

“H-Holy shit, bitch.” Is her immediate reply. “Have you been drinking? How much have you had?”

“Just a little,” you lie. “Jus’ like two shots.” Such a lie. You can’t remember if you’ve had two or three bottles of soju at this point. And that wasn’t including the fact that you were chasing with beer on top of it.

“Babe, oh my god. You need to go to sleep.” Soonmi says. “I can’t come to get you. I’m like an hour away…”

“Yoonji is so fucking hot. I never thought I’d eat pussy before but like I would, I so would.”

“Jesus Christ… Okay, I can’t help you right now… Are your parents home? Is someone there for you?” You understand why she can’t drop everything and run to you. She had no way to get to you, since she was staying at her dad’s house this weekend and couldn’t drive.

“Yeah, they’re home if I need them.” You say. “But I don’t need them. I need Yoonji. I need to call Yoonji.”

“No bitch, you do not--” but you’ve already hung up. Mind set on calling the only person you know you shouldn’t, bolstered by Jimin’s support. You can’t help it. You need to hear her voice. It’s late, and you only think that there’s a possibility of her being asleep on the third ring. But your worries are pushed to the side when she answers, her low voice gravely as she picks up.

It was go time.

***

Of course he’d picked up when he saw it was you. What else could he do? He was putty in your hands no matter which way he looked at it.

“Is everything okay?” He asks immediately. You aren’t the type of girl to call this late. He hopes nothing is wrong.

“Yoonji.” You breathe out, and the way your voice sounds makes Yoongi pause.

“A-Are you alright?” He asks again, not missing the irony of his stutter. It seems that you were also capable of turning him into a nervous mess.

“I miss you, Yoonji.” You tell him, and his heart stops. “I’ve been thinking about you all night…” Your voice dips a bit and Yoongi can’t help but take the bait.

“What? What have you been thinking about?”

You make a little whimpering noise on the other end of the line, and Yoongi can’t help but bite his lip at that. It spurs him to think about all of the noises you would make if you just let him have his way with you. The small coos and cries in his imagination had kept him awake all night for during the past few weeks was nothing in comparison to the real thing.

“Your mouth and hands and everything. Yooooonji~” You say. Your words slur just a bit and Yoongi sighs.

“You’ve been drinking, huh?” He says.

“Yeah, but I’m a big girl, I can handle it.” Is your retort.

“You should sleep.” He says, but he doesn’t hang up like he should. Why wasn’t he hanging up? He chalked it up to not wanting to hurt your feelings but even he rolled his eyes at himself as he thought so. He was such a liar.

“I can’t sleep, Yoonji, I want you.” He chokes a bit at that. He can’t help it. It sounds so sexy spilling from your lips. You’re going to fucking kill him with this.

“You’re going to regret this in the morning.” He grits out. He’s already in trouble, he can’t dig himself into a deeper hole.

“How can I regret it when it’s all I can think about?” You sigh dreamily, as if the thought of the two of you together had resurfaced again.

Yoongi was in some deep shit as he considered the prospect too.

“Please princess, don’t say things you can’t mean.” Yoongi mumbles through clenched teeth. He was teetering on the precipice of something horrible and gratifying. He had to get the situation under control before it was too late.

“Don’t tell me what I feel, Yoonji.” Your tone is harsher than he’s ever heard it before. As if you had finally had enough of his shit. Yoongi smiles, his heart aching at how cute you sound when you’re mad at him. Geez, he was such a fucking creep.

“I’m not going to take advantage of you while you’re drunk.” He finally states, blessing whatever God might be out there for allowing him the strength.

“Can’t you just do it a little bit?” You pout over the line, making Yoongi let out a sharp breath. “Please Yoonji, I feel like I’m going crazy! I can’t stand this anymore. How am I supposed to just roll over and go to sleep when I know you’re somewhere looking hot as hell and-- ahh!” You sound as if you’re in physical pain, and Yoongi is familiar with the feeling. Your soft voice echoes throughout his mind at the most inopportune times of the day. He had hoped that if he had just pushed through it might pass, but in all actuality it had simply gotten worse.

“Please…” He begs, “I’m not necessarily saying no for forever. Just until you’re a little more level headed. Until I’m a little more level headed.”

He hears your resigned sigh resonate through the speaker.

“Alright, but please don’t hang up yet. I want to hear your voice. To talk to you.” Fuck. So damn cute. Unreasonably cute.

“Of course, princess. Anything you want.”

“Well apparently not anything.” You huff, more to yourself than to him and he bites his lip at the image of you he’s conjured up. All hot and ready on your pink bedspread, pouting up a storm because he wont fuck you. Fuck. Focus.

“What do you want to talk about?” He changes the subject.

You consider his question for a moment. As if debating whether or not you should say what you had in mind.

“Yoonji, I did something bad today. I’m sorry!” You lament and Yoongi can’t help the smile that graces his lips at the abrupt shift in conversation. It was almost as if you’d lost your nerve, all prior sexual tension leaving immediately in the wake of your sudden confession. He can’t help but feel a bit relieved.

“What happened, darling?” He asks softly.

“I drank.” You state.

“We’ve already established that.” He coos, picturing the flush in your cheeks as you tell him again.”

“Oh right. But… Yoonji. I drank with Jimin.” Yoongi can hear the shame in your voice, and he briefly wonders whether he had been too harsh with you about the younger man. Yoongi knows that the two of you would make a perfect couple, and he doesn’t know why he keeps standing in your way. Why it fills him with jealousy whenever he sees the two of you together. Well, maybe he does know, but it would be better for everyone if he denied it.

You must have noticed his silence on the other end of the line, because you start explaining yourself profusely. You tell him that you were feeling hurt that he hadn’t shown up to school to talk. That you were worried that he hated you now and that you wouldn’t want to be friends with him anymore. But it was one specific question which had Yoongi breaking apart under its weight, reeling at the shift in conversation and almost wishing he had just done what you had asked originally.

“Was I not good enough?” You had asked, in relation to the kiss that the two of you had shared.

“No, oh my god no.” Yoongi interrupts before you can say anything else as equally ridiculous and heartbreaking. “The kiss was wonderful. More than anything else, I want to do it again.”

“Then why don’t you Yoonji?” You ask. “Why did you run away?”

“I told you, there’s something I’ve been keeping from you. I could never forgive myself if I took advantage of you without you knowing all the facts.” “But you didn’t come into school today! Why are you avoiding me?” Yoongi can hear the way your voice tightens, holding back tears.

“I wasn’t avoiding you, I swear.” Yoongi responds. “Or… maybe I was but it’s out of my own cowardice. This has nothing to do with your actions. You mean a lot to me.”

“Yoonji, you know that I won’t care what you have to tell me, right? You know that the only thing I want is to kiss you again? Nothing you can say will change my mind.” Your voice sounds earnest now, and Yoongi feels his heartbeat quicken. Why are you so cute?

“Is that the truth?” He asks.

“Absolutely.”

“I’m sorry that I drank with Jimin. You ought to know that he means nothing in comparison to you. I even told him so.” You sigh.

“You don’t have to explain anything to me, babe. I shouldn’t be so jealous anyway. You and Jimin might even make a good couple.”

“Don’t say that to me!” You cry, and Yoongi is taken aback. “The only person I want to be with is you, Yoonji. I don’t know how you’ve done this to me, but I’m so wrapped up in you. I can’t think of anyone else.”

“I don’t want you to think of anyone else.” Yoongi confesses. The answer is dangerously honest. “But please don’t make any decisions before you know the truth about me, okay? Can you promise me that you won’t?”

“I can’t promise you that… but I will promise to listen to you.”

“Then. Let’s meet tomorrow morning? Before school… I’ll tell you what you need to know.” His heart falls into the pit of his stomach.

You agree before hanging up the phone, leaving you both feeling tense, nervous, and eager for the following day to arrive.

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A/N: Look at all that plot development. It’s almost like it’s a real story.

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in-fair-verona-we-set-our-scene · 4 years ago

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Persona 5 Ship List

Due to popular request (7 notes on my post suggesting this) these are ships upon which I have opinions. So either popular ships I see a lot (and what I feel about them) or ships I just find interesting. It’s gonna be a long post, because I have a lot of opinions. Like, well over 2000 words lmao

I am procrastinating my university work hard

(did I miss a ship you wanna see? just ask me and I’ll add it!)

Ships Involving Joker:

Goro Akechi/Joker: OTP, 11/10 - don’t know what you were expecting from me, you know my blog you know I love them so much - I tend to be most attracted to enemies to lovers so no surprise here - as well as narratively significant ships - and they were narrative foils - and they were rivals - attempted murder makes everything more spicy - what’s even the point if you don’t touch each other on such a profound level you are forced to question everything you know? - sometimes I feel too poorly read to write their interactions well lmao - plus the range on this pairing, it suits everything from fluff to kink to horror to angst to tragedy - honestly they’re fascinating together - they challenge each other in the best way - they can lift each other up or tear each other down - they’re both very petty and mean at times and I like that - Joker’s wish for Akechi to come back from the dead! He can choose to screw the world for Akechi! - Akechi is feral and it’s great - also Akechi’s Confidant is one of the few where Joker doesn’t feel like a spectator, if that makes sense - there’s a lot more active participation from Joker than in the other relationships - thesis and antithesis, coming together to achieve synthesis - Akechi was right, the hegelian dialectic is sexy

Joker/Haru: simply adorable yet elegant, 8/10 - my default romance when playing Persona 5 - Haru is without a doubt the cutest of the girls - she’s so nice! and kind! What a sweetheart! - also she can step on me - I really like violent women - (as you can tell a lot of this is me projecting) - but Joker and Haru have a lovely aesthetic together as well! - Gentleman thief and lady thief! - cafe duo, they get married and run a small business like adorable nerds with Morgana as their cat - Haru deserves nice things and so does Joker

Joker/Ryuji: also cute, 7/10 - putting the bro back in BROmance! But still with the romance - bisexual kings - best friends to lovers - Ryuji also deserves love and nice things - he’s so touchy with Joker I'd probably combust if someone was so affectionate with me - this boy tried to die for Joker within five minutes of meeting him, we stan - simple yet good, wholesome like ramen - a lot of potential for angst bc Ryuji’s life sucks hard

Joker/Yusuke: very fun! 8/10 - ART! - seriously they’ve got such a good and chaotic energy together - Joker just goes along with Yusuke’s weirdness and they have such a good time - Yusuke, yes Ann is gorgeous but did you seriously miss the hottie right next to her? - The glasses hide his eyes that must be why Yusuke didn’t kneel over from Joker’s sheer beauty - he asks for Joker to strip during his confidant - honestly his Confidant is a riot and you can tell Joker is having a blast as well - art can be pretty hot in an erotic context so... - draw me like one of your French girls - honestly Yusuke and Joker being weird together is just *sighs dreamily*

Joker/Ann: so sweet! and pretty! but 6/10 - they are tooth-rottingly sweet - also super trendy - fashion - they’re both so nice! - another really nice aesthetic to them - they’ve got a real trendy celebrity couple look to them - so emotionally supportive! - though I prefer them as friends - totally get why people would ship them though

Joker/Makoto: somewhat dislike, 4/10 - it’s not that I dislike Makoto - okay, I kinda dislike Makoto - which isn’t fair because I also don’t not like her! - it’s more like she frustrates me? - her design is great, as is her relationship with her sister - her desire to be a police officer in the context of P5′s story has so much potential - VROOM VROOM she’s got a rad ass bike too! - but as a romantic partner I just don’t see much chemistry with Joker? Like less so than every other Phantom Thief (except Mona) - she’s so by the book and he’s... not - Chaotic Good and Lawful Good sometimes just don’t vibe I guess - but also I still get why people ship them

Joker/Futaba: prefer as siblings but totally get the ship, 6/10 - look I like them as siblings but - they do have potential as a romantic pairing - I’m not too invested tho, they just look nice together - I think a lot of the controversy is that Futaba has a lot of traits commonly used as short-hand for a younger family member character - so it squicks some people out - but they’ve only known each other for a year so w/e it’s up for interpretation - they both chaotic af - gremlin + crime boy, watch out Japan - Sojiro gets a son-in-law

Joker/Sumire: cute enough, 5/10 - they’re a decent pairing but I dunno - Sumire’s entire character arc doesn’t really lend herself to a romance - so much of it is about independence - more than the other Confidants, Joker is just there - I get that he’s supporting her but it’s very much Sumi’s story, not Sumi & Joker - which of course doesn’t mean much but they just– - they’re just missing something - however they totally have the complimentary designs down

Joker/Akechi/Sumire: don’t know why but it’s great, 9/10 - this polyship slaps - which is weird bc I don’t like the romance between only Sumi and Joker that much - but throw Akechi in there and it somehow works for me? - I dunno, there’s something about their dynamic in the third semester - feral, roguish, and graceful - beauty + two beasts - I like the OT3 vibe of two edgy badasses and one sweetheart who can also kick ass - there’s something very endearing about poor Sumi dealing with these two messes (not getting into the mess she is as well) - all three of them are liars and fakes, for different reasons and different ways, but them being together is sort of poetic in a way - I think Akechi would actually get along well with Sumi if given a chance to bond - Sumi’s also pretty selfish as a result of her insecurity, but also very kind, so that would be interesting to compare to how Joker and Akechi are also selfish and selfless - yes I know technically there’s not much of a trio since Sumi’s story and the Joker & Akechi’s story were very different, almost entirely separate but - they have a lot of potential - they also look really good

Haru/Joker/Akechi: why is this so powerful, 9/10 - I saw fanart of this one time and my eyes were opened - the ultimate power trio - don’t ask how the whole murdered her dad thing went down, but if anyone could deal with it it would be a sweetheart like Haru - their vibe is Too Powerful - they’re all so violent - heiress and celebrity with their attic trash boyfriend - impossible in canon because if they did, Yaldabaoth would be disintegrated by their sheer collective beauty and we’d have no game

Joker/Mishima: good enough I guess, 5/10 - I feel nothing about this ship, sorry Mishima fans! - I mean, suave phantom thief and his fanboy has some appeal, definitely - but more as a kink than a romance for me - otherwise it’s not my thing - I don’t even like idol/fanboy AUs

Joker/Hifumi: once again neutral, 5/10 - Hifumi’s nice enough - her shogi DnD sessions are super fun - (she’d like DnD) - she’s weird in a fun way tho, a good friend

Joker/any adult confidant: strongly dislike, 2/10 - I’m sorry! You guys do you, no kink shaming here, but it’s just a huge squick for me! - smut of it is fine I guess, but once it becomes a proper narrative I start thinking about the actual implications and like - not for me, unless it’s for some messed up drama or angst - but even then I like my adult confidants not messed up - I mean if I had to choose it’d be Chihaya bc she’s cute - (I’d date Chihaya) - (should I romance Chihaya next NG?)

Other Phantom Thief Ships!

Ann/Shiho: a classic, 10/10 - if there is one romance I’d have to declare most supported by canon other than shuake, it’s Shiho and Ann - pretty bisexual and sporty lesbian fall in love - or perhaps pretty lesbian and sporty bisexual fall in love? - whatever, it’s bisexual-lesbian solidarity - the first thing Shiho did was insult Ann’s art, we stan - Ann seriously almost killed a man for Shiho - Shiho being safe and with her is Ann’s wish! - also in Ann’s confidant you can interpret it as a romantic love confession - honestly that’s one of the reasons I’m not too fond of Joker/Ann even though their look and concept is pretty solid - Ann’s confidant is all about Shiho - even her new desire to work hard is relate to Shiho - Joker’s always gonna be the third wheel to Ann and Shiho

Ann/Makoto: solid, 6/10 - remember when Ann talked about really admiring that dominatrix lady villain as a kid - and the common wlw experience of “hot lady villain makes me feel things” as part of the queer awakening - that’s what I see Makoto as to Ann - hot biker chick in a skintight bodysuit on a motorcycle - Ann could also help Makoto out with he entire emotional intelligence thing - Makoto’s seriousness could help bring Ann down to earth - Makoto getting flustered by how friendly and sweet Ann is

Ryuji/Ann: sweethearts, 6/10 - mostly prefer them as buddies - they have a lot of history together which is nice - super hetero vibes, but not in a bad way? - and only in the context of this pairing? I don’t understand why - it’s like how instead of those “straight people are u alright?” memes it’s an “I love my wife/husband” meme - super loyal and caring towards each other - so many feelings - but no braincell at all

Ann/Yusuke: dislike, 3/10 - I don’t think it’s repulsive or anything it’s just - they really lack chemistry to me - outside of that excellent Showtime of course - I think it has to do with the entire blackmail for nudes thing? - like if Ann had been doing that of her own free will, actively (if clumsily) trying to seduce him... stubbornly pushing through her discomfort and growing more and more obvious about it bc Yusuke is oblivious - hmm that actually sounds kind of compelling and funny - but I dunno the joke of Yusuke wanting to paint her nude gets old - I am also very picky about my artist/muse pairings

Ryuji/Yusuke: very cute, 7/10 - the artist and the jock! already great based on that dynamic - this is fun especially paired with a bisexual awakening - Ryuji: I mean yeah he’s pretty and I like looking at him and sometimes I feel weird when he’s around me and I want to constantly be close to him and touch him and I like listening to him talk about art even if I don’t get it but it’s not like I’m gay - Joker: nah that’s pretty gay - Ryuji: oh - Ryuji is just so supportive even if he doesn’t quite get the art thing the way Yusuke does - meanwhile Yusuke is entranced by Ryuji for reasons only he understands - Ryuji introduces Yusuke to street art

Ryuji/Akechi: interesting, 7/10 - this is a new one I’ve been seeing lately - why yes they both have shitty dads - Akechi: idiot (derogatory) ---> idiot (affectionate) - they are both very angry boys, it’s just Ryuji is much better at handling it - Ryuji can and will call Akechi out - the moment someone other than the Thieves insults Ryuji, Akechi commits a murder

Haru/Morgana: wut? but also... maybe? 7/10 - I saw a chat fic with this concept - it was there as a joke but it was also... weirdly sweet? - I couldn’t stop thinking about it - Morgana kinda registers as more of a kid character in my mind but if I can get past that - they’ve got a good dynamic, they’re very cute together - all their interactions are adorable and they really do care for each other - I like the entire gentleman outlaw/silk and steel noble lady vibe - the cat thing is a bit much, but also Morgana is clearly sentient and thus able to consent - and the relationship has very much a courtly love sort of vibe so no sex necessary - is this beastiality? discuss

Ann/Morgana: eh, 4/10 - as we have previously established, having a cat body is not enough for me to not ship Morgana - my degeneracy knows no bounds - however, I will admit it makes it much harder - which explains why this is so low even if my reasons for disliking it aren’t too big - I just don’t find the simping of Morgana very compelling as a romance - it is funny and cute, but in a puppy love sort of way - (kitty love?) - Ann treats him more like a friend’s little brother with a crush - he puts her on too much of a pedestal - though I did see it handled very well once

Makoto/Haru: amazing and a classic, 8/10 - okay I would like to say half of this is just me being horny for kickass ladies - like hot damn that Showtime - but they also are very close friends - Mako-chan :D - they also have matching second-tier personas which is neat - once again a good look to them - I really think their relationship adds to the dynamics of the Thieves as a whole - both terrifying career women, but in different ways - their goals in life sync up pretty well - also Makoto would super want to protect Haru and Haru would let her - but also be super capable of looking after herself - that’s a nice dynamic, letting someone protect you - Makoto’s sense of justice would keep Haru from letting people walk all over her - Haru’s compassion might soften Makoto a little more - also Makoto likes cute things and Haru is very cute

Hifumi/Ryuji: my rarepair, 9/10 - I read a single fanfic with this and I was converted - Ryuji and Hifumi, who would have known? - in all seriousness, they would work together so well - Ryuji is super supportive and accepting and would probably find Hifumi’s shogi stuff endearing, even if he doesn’t quite get it at first - Hifumi would probably like how casual and friendly Ryuji is, he could help her loosen up and do normal teen stuff - Hifumi teaching Ryuji shogi! she trounces him every time but he’s still having fun! - nerd/jock solidarity - Ryuji would defend Hifumi from creeps trying to take advantage of her - she’s an uptown girl~ - I can’t find anymore fics of this halp

Sumire/Futaba: they’re so cute and awkward, 8/10 - once again the athlete/nerd ship sails - both of them would probably be dying internally from embarrassment for the entire romance - they’re very cute together, but so awkward - Sumi listens to Futaba’s info-dumps even if she only gets half of it - Sumi is terrible with technology, this appalls Futaba - Futaba watches Sumi’s competitions and gets super upset when people don’t think she’s amazing - Sumire’s more polite nature balances out Futaba’s general gremlin-ness - Futaba is astounded that she managed to snag such a pretty girl - Sumire is constantly wowed by how smart and creative Futaba is - Sumire can carry Futaba with one arm

Futaba/Yusuke: weirdo solidarity, 7/10 - they’re both very strange in different ways and that creates hilarity - I want to release them onto the public and observe what happens - size difference! - (well Futaba’s so short that’s with everyone, but with Yusuke it’s x2) - I could see them bonding over weird art and memes

Adult Confidant Ships:

Kawakami/Maruki: hot, 8/10 - saw some fanart of this once - they are in close proximity because they work at Shujin so it makes sense they would be in contact enough to fall in love - they both care a lot (Kawakami for her students, Maruki in general) - Kawakami’s strong no-bullshit personality would temper Maruki’s laidback attitude very well - Maruki wants to be bossed around probably - Kawakami would deck him for the entire ‘perfect reality’ thing - and the way he used therapy on high schoolers for his research - but also probably be sympathetic because she gets how hard life is and understands the desire to just let someone else take over - Kawakami deserves such a good and handsome man in her life - Maruki deserves such a capable and beautiful woman in his life - I love both of them - I want to see them both get super drunk on their first date

Kawakami/Takemi: not much there, 4/10 - I’ll admit this pairing is very hot - thicc/hot leg - but otherwise I don’t see much? - they have very different worlds and personalities, not much common ground

Maruki/Rumi: canon and good, 8/10 - oof the heartbreak - the tragedy - don’t know much about Rumi but she seems like such a sweet woman - his love for her is his entire motivation for trying to stick the world in a lotus eater machine - could you imagine someone loving you so much that your pain is why they’d become a god to save the world? That their heart became distorted with only the desire to help people because of you? - it hurts so much but in a good way - I never said these ships have to be happy ones

Zenkichi/Maruki: 8/10 - man I like shipping Maruki - similar dad vibes, similar laid-back attitudes - Akane would eviscerate her dad’s new boyfriend and I want to see that

Sojiro/Iwai: don’t see it, 4/10 - too busy being dads - don’t have much in common other than being stellar dads - I could see them bonding as friends though - they’re both pretty gruff - they share custody of Joker

Takemi/Ichinose: smart girls rule the world, 7/10 - saw fanart of this once - said artist was very big-brained - haven’t even played Persona Strikers yet - however - they strike (heh, strike, strikers, I’m funny) me as a very good couple - both smart in very different fields - Ichinose gets a goth girlfriend so she stop trying to kill everyone’s emotions - size difference

Chihaya/Foreign Barker: I just think they’re neat, 9/10 - Chihaya is so very cute - Foreign Barker is one of my fave NPCs - they both deserve the world - they’re both very sweet - I think they’d be good for each other

BONUS!

Polythieves: god-tier, I’m not joking - found family + romance? more likely than you’d think - they’ve just got a good vibe together as a group - any reason I have to dislike individual pairings doesn’t seem to matter as much when they’re a group - honestly I read one fic of this and I was hooked - (note: this is best when it includes Akechi and Sumire) - not enough polythieves stuff, but I just write shuake so I have no right to demand more lmao - sleepovers! - one day I’m gonna write polythieves with a shared palace, that’d be cool

#meta #persona 5 #too many ships to tag them all #I should be doing more productive things

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catharrington · 5 years ago

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12 and 128 with billy and Steve?

Y’all really really do be trying me with this domestic stuff. I’m so sorry but I just don’t write mpreg so I’m changing it up a little. I was playing around with tags on this post and @thinger-strang asked where’s the meat?? Here it is bae!! Dedicated to U ;)

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12- “I’m pregnant.” && 128- “Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.”

Steve has never been to a gym before, really never wanted to. He has always played sports. Outside! In the sunlight and fresh air, not inside a stuffy box crammed with sweating dude bros who didn’t seem to like using the showers for their functions. He’s here, at Robin’s request, with an overpriced membership to Planet Fitness Gym, only because he’s a good friend.

“Okay! I am so, so done,” Robin huffs out as she throws the exercise ball she was using, it bounces against the mirrored wall and almost comes crashing back into her. She turns to Steve with a grimace. “I’m going to use the last bit of time just running. You coming?”

And of course Steve was joining her, she’s the only reason he’s suffering in this place. “Sounds fantastic.”

So Steve slips back on his loose hanging tank top while Robin cleans up their area. Then she’s leading out to a slightly raised running track that winds around the whole gym floor. It takes the runner past each area and room then loops back around to make a lap. Robin’s pushing her headphones on her fluffed up hair, the grimace still on her face.

“How much longer, exactly?” Steve asks innocently, but she’s already started off without him.

Steve has to run to catch up then settles into a soft jog next to her. He didn’t bring his headphones, why didn’t he bring his headphones. He could be zoning out as much as Robin is now. Instead he’s submitted himself to the entertainment of the gym around him.

And sure, it’s interesting. Lots of girls with ill fitting training bras bouncing, lots of tshirts with funny inspirational sayings. Lots of people struggling through their workouts with even funnier faces.

It’s especially interesting when they get to the weight lifting area. The equipment set up around the clean white floors and walls look like torture devices, Steve couldn’t bring himself to image how they worked. Jogging past he noticed one that you moved like wings and one that you kicked out, all with wires and huge metal weights, all with jacked out super serious people working them.

One guy is slinging two lengths ropes up and down, then stops to take his shirt off to wipe his forehead. An oh, Steve doesn’t mind that so much.

Then he jogs past to the last room before a curve and it’s a simple one, Mostly empty, except for a few standard lifting benches. And there’s only one guy occupying it. He’s looking at himself in the mirror and God, Steve is looking at him too.

This guy could be Adonis turned rock star, with his long curled blond hair pushed back with a folded bandana in replacement of a sweatband. He’s shirtless with only the smallest of small cotton shorts on and he’s flexing in long languid sweeps of his arms. Poses, moves, poses, Steve’s glued.

Then the guy flexes one bicep, just the one closest to Steve of course, and happens to turn over his shoulder to admire himself. And their eyes meet. And Steve’s still glued, still looking, his mouth must be hanging open he’s so embarrassingly staring.

And this guy, this Greek god, a total babe, keeps his eyes locked with Steve while he leans down to plant a wet, open mouthed kiss on his taught, sun-kissed muscles.

Steve’s heart stops, full stops, but his feet do not. They twist and collide one after the other like a car crash, and he sends himself tumbling to the ground with a squeak.

In a weak attempt to stop, Steve stretches out his arms. But he only manages to grip the back of Robin’s baggy shirt and bring her down with him.

“You are a complete dingus!” She screeches as she shoves Steve’s lanky limbs off her.

“I’m sorry,” he whimpers softly, scrambling to his knees. He pushes his hands through his sweaty hair. And yeah, he can feel how flushed his skin is. He knows he is blushing tomato red. Steve doesn’t, he can’t, look back over at the guy who caused all this by being so amazingly distracting.

“I’m sorry,” Steve mutters again. Robin throws her hands up. Then she’s stomping off towards the ladies’ locker room. Steve has nothing to do but trudge off towards the men’s locker room, his tail between his legs.

By some grace Steve is saved meeting eyes with anyone else, and the locker room is empty. He rips into his locker to collect his towel. Steve pushes his sweaty face into the material and just screams.

“So smooth, so smooth you idiot!” He scolds himself.

There’s no way that guy is going to see Steve as anything other than a joke, a weirdo who tripped over his own feet. Maybe Steve will even have to quit the gym membership after only one day. Maybe he’ll just tuck himself in bed and never come back out.

Sitting on the benches, Steve’s hanging his head in defeat. His towel around his neck and hair in a messy curtain over his face.

He doesn’t see the door to the locker room open up. “Hey,” some guy calls.

Steve is seized with fear, yeah he’s really about to get kicked out of this gym for being a bisexual disaster. He brings his head up slowly.

“Oh,” he gapes as he sees the same Adonis as before, now standing only feet in front of him. Still shirtless, Steve notices. He’s even better looking up close.

“Wanted to say sorry about that,” the guy is smiling and Steve wants to die, “I didn’t mean to distract you or make you fall down. I was just being an asshole.”

“Nah it’s okay,” Steve stutters out. Then he notices how this guy has thick eyebrows; just as thick as his thighs glistening on display. His brows have a cut down one. And the other is currently raised a little in question.

“Oh- oh no! I don’t mean you being an asshole is okay! It’s just ah,” Steve feels his face flush red again. “I’m just a clutz naturally, I likely would have eaten shit on that track with or without a seriously hot guy with great muscles- oh. I didn’t mean to say that. Shit.” Steve has to stop talking too fast. He sounds so dumb sometimes, he scolds himself more as he buries his face back into his towel.

“It’s okay,” the guy is laughing now, laughing at him. But he keeps talking. “You were really... cute.”

That has Steve lifting his face from his towel. Scoffing a little chuckle himself, he pushes his hair back out of his face and sits up straighter. “How rude of me,” he stands up to hold out a hand, “I’m Steve Harrington.”

“Billy,” the guy, Billy, slides forward easy to take his hand in his. It’s big, warm, rough in lots of spots, and his fingers are thick just like every other damn thing on him.

“Hello Billy,” Steve says. The shake is quick, don’t make it awkward, but Steve misses his hand as soon as it’s gone.

“Sorry, again, I made you take a tumble back there, Bambi.” Billy stops Steve’s heart for a second time, but the wide hungry grin he’s wearing starts it right back up. Shocks Steve to his core with the electric power he has.

Steve doesn’t want to look away from Billy’s bright blue eyes crinkling in the corners with the force of his smile, his smile for Steve, oh wow. But he does glance down when Billy sips a piece of paper out of his shorts pocket to offer him.

“If you want those pretty doe legs worked out a bit, I’d be happy to help with some tips in exchange.”

What Steve wants is to scream. Wants to spin in a circle. Instead, he casually takes the paper. Glances it over. Nods. Internally faints. It’s a folded paper with information printed out for a beginners lifting class, ‘any size & any age’ it reads. And under the slogan, in the margin between room number and time, is a hand drawn cartoon of Billy lifting a barbell with one arm. His bicep curvy and huge, and one of his cute little cartoon eyes closed in a wink.

Under the drawing is a hastily scribbled phone number. Billy’s phone number. Steve is shaking with effort.

“Give me a call, Bambi. I’ll reserve a spot for you,” Billy calls over his shoulder as he walks back out of the locker room.

Steve has to close his eyes to remember to breath after Billy walks out. He goes to spin around to his locker again, already dreaming about all the nicknames and emojis he’s going to put next to Billy’s contact name, when his shin cracks against the wood of the bench. He goes crashing to the floor. Second time in one day. At least Billy isn’t here to see it this time.

After Steve showered and nursed his bruised ego enough, he slips out of the locker room. Phone in hand as he looks fondly down at his new contact.

Billy God of Hot Bod 👅💦💪🏻

“Robin, guess what?”

“Don’t touch me. We’re fighting.” Robin shoves off his thin finger jabbing into her side.

He shrugs. “Oh so you don’t want to know?”

She shoots him a hateful glare over her shoulder. They walk out to the parking lot and stop at Steve’s car, standing flush up on the doors and talking over the roof. “Know what?” She finally bites.

“The good news?” He wiggles his phone for her to see.

Robin furrows her brows as she tries to read the phone. “Good news?” She mimics.

“I’m pregnant.”

Robin almost screams at his terrible joke. She slams the door as she climbs in the car and orders Steve to take her home now. While they drove Steve might have talked the whole time about how Billy’s fingers felt, but who could blame him.

#its thirsty for billy hours #its projectiing my messy bi ass on steve hours #but lets be real this is who steve is #this is the most in character my steve has ever been #harringrove #harringrove fic #my fic #harringrove fanfic #steve/billy #prompt fill

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caught-in-a-seesaw-stigma · 5 years ago

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Map of the Soul, Chapter Four

For the @btswritingcafe‘s Map of the Soul: 7 Workshop

Pairings: OT7 x reader (kinda); Taehyung x reader x Jimin

Series Summary: If you give a piece of yourself to everyone you love, at some point, there will be nothing left for yourself. While feeling lost and alone in your adult life, a strange box falls onto your head in your own closet, and you take an unexpected walk down memory lane wondering where everything went wrong. Was it the romances that fizzled out, the friends & loved ones you left behind, the “what could’ve been” moments, the brush with Fate that never quite connected? Could the strange map you find have the answers you are looking for? Determined to feel complete once again, you embark on a journey to reclaim the missing pieces of your soul.

Genre: Angst, Fluff, A Lot of Smut

Word Count: 7k+

Warnings: cursing & vulgar language, alcohol consumption, sexual innuendos, mentions of previous sexual encounters, bisexual behavior, fingering, oral sex (m/f receiving & giving), spanking, unprotected/protected sex (rules exist for a reason, be safe), daddy kink, a sliver of degradation, orgasm denial, cream pies, anal play/sex, double penetration

Chapter Four: Just Filter Out the Bad, Keep the Good

Oh, Kookie.

You rolled your eyes and giggled at your phone screen as the bartender finally walked over to you.

“Can I get another Jameson and Ginger?” you shouted over the music. “And another Long Island Iced Tea?”

The bartender nodded in acknowledgement and began making your drinks. It was the third time tonight you’d made your way to the bar, but you couldn’t really complain. You were having so much fun, and Taehyung had the crowd half in love with him with his charming stage presence and his smooth honeyed vocal stylings.

“Thank you,” Taehyung crooned over the microphone. “I’m going to take a little break, but I promise, I’ll be back.”

A round of disappointment resounded through the bar, and you rolled your eyes at the ridiculousness of it all. You caught Taehyung’s eye and he motioned that he was going to go to the bathroom. After a quick thumbs-up, you picked up your drinks and made your way back to your booth to wait for him.

Almost twenty minutes passed and the ice in your drink was clinking against the bottom.

Where the hell is he? Men’s bathrooms don’t take THAT long in bars.

Realizing that this modern bar might actually have gender neutral bathrooms, you decided to go off in search of your soulmate. After making your way past the crowded tables, you rounded the corner and saw there were only a few people waiting in line, none of them Taehyung. You waited a few minutes and the line moved, but none of the individuals exiting the single stall bathrooms were him either. Confused, you started walking back toward the bar.

A throaty groan caught your ear as you walked by a darkened hallway. In the dim red light of the Exit sign at the end of the hall, you made out the distinct shape of Taehyung’s shoulders hovering over a smaller individual against the wall. The two were completely unaware of your approach as they were obviously occupied with other things at the moment.

“Seriously, Tae,” you mused. “Ditching me for a pretty face? That’s a real dick move.”

“Look, sweetheart,” a wispy voice exhaled. “I saw him first, so I’m gonna need you to step off, alright?”

That voice…

You inhaled sharply, staggered back a few inches with your eyes wide, and clutched at the non-existent pearls on your neck.

“Jiminie?” you squeaked out.

The two men ceased their makeout session abruptly, and Taehyung stepped aside to reveal plush lips, bright red hair, and big brown eyes blown out in shock.

“Jagiya?”

March 20th, 11:17 pm

“This next song goes out to my gorgeous soulmate,” Taehyung chirped into the microphone. “I’ve loved her since the moment she fell from Heaven and crushed my head on the playground.”

A round of “awwww”s reverberated across the bar, and you rolled your eyes at Taehyung and blew him a kiss. The music started up again and Taehyung went into full Elvis mode.

“Wise men say only fools rush in, But I can't help falling in love with you…”

“Wow,” Jimin groaned sensually. “Does his voice always sound like liquid sex poured over hot coals?”

“Yes, as a matter of fact,” you quipped. “Taehyung has a very special relationship with the microphone. They’ve been going steady for decades, but he’s always too cowardly to commit.”

“What do you mean, jagi?” Jimin grinned. “Does he not realize how good he is?”

“Oh, he knows,” you corrected him. “He just can’t handle the spotlight very well. In a bar, he’ll get brave, but put him on an actual stage with a real crowd, and he becomes an awkward mess of a man. It’s a mystery.”

“You’re kidding,” Jimin scoffed. “There’s no way that gorgeous hunk of man over there is ever awkward.”

“You’d be surprised,” you chuckled. “I know that man better than he knows himself.”

“I was pretty close to getting to know him myself,” Jimin bragged. “Someone just had to interrupt our steamy little makeout session back there.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Jimin,” you goaded. “Sure, you may have captured his attention, but he’d never really ditch me for another pretty face, including yours.”

“I don’t know, jagiya,” Jimin smirked. “Before you showed up, I already had him asking how far away my place was.”

“That may be so,” you smiled wickedly. “But I guarantee he wouldn’t ditch me. One look and he would be crawling back to me without question.”

You and Jimin stared one another down and your eyes battled it out for dominance. You sighed sweetly and blew a kiss to Taehyung, and he eagerly snatched out of the air and placed it in his lapel pocket. Jimin rolled his eyes at your dual displays of affection and chuckled.

That’s right. No one comes between me and my soulmate.

“So, what brings you back to town, Jiminie?” you giggled, changing the subject. “Let me guess, another frat party?”

“Yes, actually, I’m here for the fraternity’s centennial celebration,” he explained. “We had a whole ceremony and raffle fundraiser last night, and the house party is tonight.”

“I’m surprised you aren’t there now,” you gawked. “The Park Jimin I remember never missed an opportunity for a good frat party.”

Jimin giggled and ran his fingers through his hair, an old habit that always increased his allure. He leaned over and placed his hand on your thigh, provoking a rolling plain of goosebumps across your arms and legs.

“I’m not the same Jimin you remember, jagi,” he murmured while licking his lips. “A lot of things changed since we last saw each other. When was that, by the way?”

A bitter memory triggered in your brain and you gently pushed him away, free from his hypnotic seduction. Confusion traveled across his face and he cocked a questioning look at you, lifting an eyebrow for emphasis.

“It was during grad school,” you reminded him. “The Venetian Masquerade Homecoming party at your frat house?”

Jimin closed his eyes briefly and nodded gravely as the memory hit him as well. There was a tangible shift in his personality, and you knew Jimin was trying to figure out how to proceed. He was an expert at tailoring his personality to fit the situation, but he seemed at a loss when you reminded him of the troubled past. You both sat there in silence, allowing the details to take shape in your mind once again. Taehyung chose that exact moment to intrude upon your conversation.

“Hey,” he shouted. “Who’s up next?”

Jimin glanced over to Taehyung and gave him a tight smile.

“I guess I am,” Jimin offered. “Any requests?”

“Sing me something sweet,” Taehyung pleaded. “I want my heart to burst with emotion.”

Jimin winked at Taehyung and glanced over to see if you’re looking at him. You were not. As Jimin headed over to the booth to choose a song, Taehyung pulled you close and wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

“What’s going on, ttalgi?” he teased lightly. “I’d know that angsty look of yours anywhere. Are you and Jimin-ssi reliving painful memories from college?”

“Something like that,” you muttered “We didn’t exactly end on good terms the last time.”

“How so?” he recoiled. “Every time you’ve mentioned him in the past, it was always with glowing reviews of his sexual prowess. I’ve never once heard you say one bad thing about him.”

“Tae,” you grimaced. “Have you really never noticed that I stopped talking about Jimin a long time ago? Like almost 6 years now?”

“No,” Taehyung said carefully. “Why? Did he do something to hurt you?”

Taehyung stiffened against you as he shot a glare in Jimin’s direction. You were quick to calm the raging Papa Bear beside you. Taehyung was always quick to defend your honor, but it wasn’t necessary in this case.

“It’s not that simple, babe,” you sighed in defeat, lifting your eyes to stare longingly at Jimin. “We hurt each other...badly.”

“Hello, everyone,” Jimin announced on the microphone. “I’m Jimin, and I’m an asshole. That’s not a lie either. I hurt someone who is very special to me, and I never apologized. Because of that, I lost her and I don’t know if I’ll ever get her back and that sucks. Because I really care about her a lot and I just want us to be friends again because she’s amazing and I miss her. Jagiya, this song is for you.”

A powerful boom pumped through the speakers and Jimin began singing “Before I Cry” by Lady Gaga.

“I can't believe the things you said Right now I wish that you would try Try to stay near me Try to be near me”

“Oh damn, babe,” Taehyung breathed out in a rush. “He broke out A Star is Born? Bold move.”

Your eyes glistened as you concentrated on Jimin’s gaze, which never once wavered from your own. He was singing directly to you, and everyone else in the room just faded away. The delicate lilt of his voice was mesmerizing, and you braced yourself for the chorus, knowing he would be unleashing the full extent of his vocal power on you.

“'Cause I'm gonna cry If you say you don't need me I'm gonna cry if you act like you don't care Promise me, baby, you know I can't fake it Why don't you hold me? Tell me you love me before I cry”

You took note of the gloss covering his eyes after that last big note. He continued to sing, his heart pouring waves of regret and longing over you. His hands reached out for you emphatically as the song progressed and after he hit the last big chorus, he stepped off the stage to sing the last verse. With every step he took, he walked closer and closer to your booth until he was kneeling in front of you and reaching for your hand.

“Have I said what I needed to say? Have you said what you wanted to say? Did you say what you wanted to say? Would you try and stop me before I cry?”

The music stopped and you sucked in a sob before launching yourself into his arms. Jimin stood up and lifted you off the ground in a crushing hug. The room exploded into thunderous applause and they cheered loudly when you pulled back and kissed Jimin on his full lips. He released you and you brushed away the tears trailing down his chubby cheeks. He smiled brightly at you and then remembered he still had the microphone in his hand.

“Oh, thank you,” he laughed in embarrassment. “I guess that worked pretty well, huh? Who’s next?”

Jimin handed off the microphone to the next singer and you pulled him back into the booth with you. Taehyung was leaning on his fists while shooting heart eyes at Jimin who countered with his own half-moon eye smile.

“Jagiya,” Jimin said, turning to face you properly. “I really am sorry for what I did. I never meant to hurt you.”

“It wasn’t only your fault, Minnie,” you responded sweetly. “I said some pretty fucked up things to you that night also. Can you ever forgive me?”

“So, is anyone going to tell me what the fuck is going on?” Taehyung interrupted rudely. “All I seem to understand is that you fucked up, you stopped talking, and now you’re making up. Can someone please fill in the blanks?”

You and Jimin giggled at Taehyung’s flabbergasted expression and decided to take pity on him.

“Jimin and I were supposed to go to a masquerade ball together a while back,” you began. “We even got matching costumes.”

“We were never officially a couple, but people just knew we had a special relationship,” Jimin continued. “But it didn’t stop us from playing the field.”

“However,” you cut him off. “That night, we’d agreed to stick together for once. No one else, just us.”

“Oh shit, I see where this is going,” Taehyung squealed. “Sorry, you were saying?”

“Anyway,” you sighed. “We were doing fine until the jello shots started circulating. You know I can’t resist a good jello shot and neither can Jimin.”

Taehyung nodded enthusiastically, and Jimin pulled you closer to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I caught her making out with some hot cheerleader in the kitchen,” Jimin explained. “So I got mad and pulled her away.”

“In my defense,” you countered. “I had just seen you nibbling on that guy’s ear on the patio.”

“You were the one giving that guy a lap dance on the couch,” Jimin shot back.

“Only because you grabbed that girl’s ass on the way to the bathroom,” you spat.

“Yo,” Taehyung cut in. “I get it. You guys are stupid competitive and extremely jealous. Continue the story.”

You and Jimin both laughed at Taehyung’s outburst.

“We ended up having a full on public shouting match in the front yard of the frat house,” you sighed. “Not gonna lie. It got pretty ugly.”

“People thought we were having an actual breakup,” Jimin scoffed. “After we said some pretty nasty things to each other, I got mad and told her to leave the party.”

“He disappeared into the frat house,” you muttered sadly. “The last thing I saw was him pulling some guy and girl into a back room. He flipped me off before he slammed the door in my face.”

“Nothing happened,” he explained. “I just wanted to piss her off. When I left the room a few minutes later, they told me she’d left in tears. I felt like shit about it, but I was still pissed. I got blackout drunk and woke up under the kitchen table in my underwear.”

“Sounds like a good party,” Taehyung giggled. “So what happened after that?”

“I left back home,” Jimin said. “I didn’t apologize because I thought it was her fault.”

“And I didn’t apologize because I thought it was his fault,” you continued. “We haven’t spoken or seen each since then, at least until tonight. We were so fucking stupid. It’s not like we were dating or anything.”

“Yeah, you two should never date,” Taehyung declared. “Look at how horrible you were to each other. That shit would get toxic real quick.”

You and Jimin looked back at one another and he placed a kiss on your forehead. You both sighed and hugged it out once again.

“You’re probably right, Tae-bear,” you admitted. “It just sucks that we weren’t able to fix things back then. I feel like we lost out on so much.”

“I’m willing to do a hard reset if you are, jagi,” Jimin suggested. “I really have missed you. Want to be friends again? We can just erase everything that was bad and just focus on the good stuff and all the fun times we had.”

You rolled the idea over in your mind and then an idea struck you. You promptly scooted him out of the booth, and with a wide smile spreading across your face, you grabbed onto his hands.

“Let’s do our song,” you cheered. “That way it’s really official!”

“Oh, jagiya,” Jimin pouted. “I’m definitely filing that under bad stuff. Besides, you know I can’t perform without the proper attire. There is only one way you’ll get me to sing that song, and I seriously doubt you have what I need.”

“Oh my gods,” you huffed out in bewilderment. “No fucking way.”

“I’m sorry, jagi” he teased. “You know my rule: no sequins, no song.”

You crawled over the table and grabbed your clutch from next to Taehyung. You reached inside and pulled out the gold sequined bow tie and held it up for Jimin to see. He blanched at the sight and the shock on his face was tangible.

“Where the fuck did you find that thing?” Jimin spat. “I thought I burned that in the bonfire!”

“I have no idea,” you grinned triumphantly. “But you owe me a song now, sir. Let’s go, 가자!”

You pulled the bow tie over Jimin’s head and adjusted it. He grimaced and whined as you pulled him over to the booth to fill out the song request. You both grabbed a microphone and you pushed a very reluctant Jimin onto the stage.

“Hello, everyone,” you greeted sweetly. “I brought this adorable gentleman up here for one more song. Wasn’t he just lovely earlier?”

Everyone applauded and Taehyung stood up to whistle and whoop like a crazed fan. You beamed at Jimin who gave you the fakest petty smile he could muster. You leaned up to kiss him on the cheek and he gritted out a faint, but spiteful “I fucking hate you” under his breath. You winked at him cheekily and poked your tongue out in response.

A series of electronic snare drums snapped and synthesizer beats popped out of the speakers and an exuberant “Yeah” and “Woo” filled the air as Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody” kicked off.

You and Jimin switched off every other line like a proper duet, and the crowd was eating it up. You alternated little dance moves around each other with cute poses, and you even pulled his arms around you during the chorus, which of course, everyone sang with you.

When the song was done, you both received a standing ovation from the entire bar, and even the bartender applauded enthusiastically. When you finally made your way back to the booth, a waitress showed up with a round of fruity red shots called Washington Red Apples, courtesy of the elated bartender.

“Well,” you cooed at the grumpy Jimin next to you. “That is definitely the best friendship renewal I’ve ever been a part of. Can you even think of a better way to make up than that?”

“I know a better one,” Taehyung remarked with a smirk.

You and Jimin looked up at each other and then at Taehyung. The devilish look on his face transferred onto Jimin’s and then made its way onto your own. You took the shot glass between your fingers and held it out to propose a toast.

“To renewed friendships,” you grinned. “Among other things.”

You all clinked your glasses and downed your shots. It only took a second after for everyone to take action.

“Tae-bear,” you purred. “Close out our tab. Jimin and I will meet you in the car.”

March 21st, 1:07am

The drive back to your apartment was a blur, a steamy blur full of well placed kisses, hot visuals, and a plethora of wandering hands.

After Taehyung pried you off of Jimin’s lap in the back seat, he handed you the keys and ordered you to drive since you were the only one who knew how to get to your apartment. In the meantime, Jimin was pulled onto Taehyung’s lap in the backseat and you were treated to quite a show in your rear view mirror. The moans and groans emanating from the backseat were causing quite a stir in your panties. In fact, the thin material was noticeably sticking to your dripping folds as you parallel parked the car in front of your apartment building.

“Everyone out,” you barked. “Let’s go!”

The two entwined bodies groaned at your command, and refused to move out of the backseat. Beyond aggravated, you leaned in and grabbed onto both heads of hair and pulled back harshly. Both men whined and moaned lightly, but both also knew better than to pull away from your claws. You knew both of their kinks to the letter, and pain was at the top of the list.

That’s right, boys. I’m in charge here.

“I said,” you growled. “Let’s go.”

They quickly exited the vehicle as soon you released them, and all three of you hastily made your way inside of your apartment, promptly locking the door behind you.

The dogs had been walked and fed before you’d left the apartment, so they briefly greeted you at the door, and then huffed out snorts of derision at your choice of nighttime activities.

Jimin got excited when he saw Oberyn and Yeontan, but you and Tae were quick to pull him back into the fold, promising proper introductions later.

Much later.

After a flurry of clothing and shoes tossed from the front entrance to your bedroom floor, you found yourself completely naked and standing at the edge of your bed wedged between two deliciously sweaty naked men who were pressing open mouth kisses all over your body. You could barely differentiate between Taehyung’s playful nibbles and Jimin’s soft suckling against your skin. In perfect synchronization, Taehyung and Jimin latched on to opposing sides of your neck, drawing an impatient moan from your lips.

That’s definitely gonna leave a mark.

Jimin pulled you back slightly and kneeled between you and Taehyung, gripping his hands onto each of your thighs for balance.

“Allow me,” he hummed. “After all, I am a guest in your home.”

With fluid precision, Jimin grasped a hold of Taehyung’s throbbing cock and began stroking it from tip to hilt while simultaneously pulling your swollen clit between his lips. You and Taehyung let out gasping moans in unison while holding onto each other for support.

“Didn’t I tell you the man had talent, Tae?” you hummed. “Ah, Jimin…”

You couldn’t even start your next sentence because Jimin was slipping his tongue into your folds and lapping up every drop of essence collecting between your thighs. Taehyung gaped at the sight while trying not to blow his load over Jimin’s skillful ministrations.

“Holy fuck, babe,” he groaned. “You totally undersold him. He’s like some kind of wicked little sex fairy.”

Jimin giggled against your slippery folds before placing a fat kiss on top of your clit. He sat back on his heels and pursed his glistening lips at Taehyung.

“Sucking dick doesn’t make me a fairy, Taehyung,” he teased. “But I guarantee it will feel magical when I get that fat cock between my lips.”

Switching it up, Jimin plunged two fingers into your hungry hole while licking a long wet stripe up the front of Taehyung’s girthy length. Your eyes locked onto Jimin’s bouncing red hair as he sucked on Taehyung’s dick like a juicy popsicle. Neither his fingers nor his tongue slowed their actions as Jimin turned both of you into hot moaning messes.

“Jimin...ah...baby,” you whimpered. “We need to get horizontal before I fall. My legs are...ah...about to give out.”

Taehyung slid his hand down your side to steady your waist, but found it difficult to concentrate with Jimin’s never-ending onslaught of pleasure. You could see Taehyung’s eyes rolling back in pleasure each time Jimin lowered his head onto his crotch. The erotic sight only spurred your arousal forward, leaking all over Jimin’s fingers as he artfully fingered you.

“Tae,” you whispered. “I can’t...ah...I can’t hold...ah…”

You couldn’t even form coherent sentences at that point because not only was Jimin curling and dragging his fingers along your G-spot, he was also brushing against your clit with every stroke. It was heavenly, but also sent you tumbling forward into oblivion without anything to hold you up.

Taehyung took mercy on you and grabbed a hold of Jimin’s scarlet locks. After pulling Jimin’s mouth further down his length a few times, he pulled his wicked little sex fairy off his dick and to his feet.

“My soulmate needs a bed,” Taehyung gritted out. “Now.”

“Flattering,” Jimin chirped while licking his lips. “But we’ve only just met, Taehyung. Don’t you think soulmate is a bit much?”

Taehyung seized Jimin’s head and devoured his lips, while still holding you up. After a clash of teeth and tongue, Taehyung pulled Jimin’s bottom lip between his teeth and bit down harshly. Jimin’s aching whimper drew your attention, but you struggled to focus on anything with Jimin’s fingers pumping into you.

“I wasn’t talking about you, Jimin,” Taehyung growled. “I was talking about her.”

Jimin offered Taehyung a mischievous smirk and nodded coyly. He motioned for Taehyung to get behind you as he focused all of his attention and energy on you. They eased you onto the bed keeping you on your knees, and your legs were happy to oblige the shift in balance. Jimin pulled you closer and licked his way into your mouth and you began attacking his lips with your own. He swallowed each whine and moan as his fingers began to pick up speed.

Taehyung took this opportunity to kneel behind you and run his hands over the globes of your ass, relishing the plumpness in the dim lamplight.

“How does your ass always look this perfect, ttalgi?” he mused. “It’s extraordinary, and totally unfair.”

He reared his palm back and brought it down firmly against one cheek and then the other. With each spank, you cried out wantonly, much to the delight of both men.

“She loves it when you spank her,” Jimin chuckled. “This vixen loves pain.”

“I know,” Taehyung shot back after delivering yet another smack to your ass. “She’s my soulmate. It’s my job to know these things.”

“Oh yeah?” Jimin quipped. “You think you know more than I do? I’ve probably made her cum more times than you have.”

“It’s not about quantity, Jiminie,” Taehyung bragged. “It’s about quality.”

Taehyung punctuated his statement with one last slap across your reddening cheek and then leaned against your back. He cupped both of your breasts and began pulling at alternating nipples, loving the throaty moans you emitted with each tug. You started rubbing your ass against his hardened length, and Jimin chased after your creamy center, determined to regain your attention.

“She needs multiple stimuli,” Taehyung explained while leaning forward to pull your earlobe between his teeth. “She’s a dirty girl who wants everyone to touch her, to feel her, to own her, isn’t that right, ttalgi?”

Your moans were reaching a fever pitch, and Taehyung knew what you needed to hear to reach the apex of your climax.

“Come on, baby,” he purred against the shell of your ear. “Be a good girl and let Daddy hear you scream.”

The knot of pleasure in your core tightened sharply and snapped. You cried out as the orgasm quaked across your body in a frenzy, the sensations more pronounced in the areas where you were being touched. Your nipples tingled, your clit pulsed, and your ears were ringing.

You collapsed back against Taehyung’s chest and let out a blissful sigh of satisfaction. You opened your eyes when you heard a wet noise near your face and got an eyeful of Taehyung licking your essence from Jimin’s fingers.

“Mmmm delicious as always, babe,” Taehyung swooned. “You have no idea how good you taste, do you?”

“How good?” you giggled.

“Exquisite,” Jimin hummed after licking the remnants from Taehyung’s lips. “I seriously missed that flavor on my tongue, jagiya. It’s only gotten better with age.”

“Right?” Taehyung expressed with a boxy grin. “I was going to say that too!”

The two of them high-fived and you groaned at their childish behavior.

“If you two assholes are just going to sit there and call me old while high-fiving, I’m so fucking done,” you spat. “I got mine already.”

You tried to move away from them, but they both moved swiftly to pull you back into their arms with a whine.

“Where do you think you’re going, dirty girl?” Taehyung teased while grinding his still hard cock against your ass. “You aren’t done until we say you are.”

“And we are far from done, jagi” Jimin promised. “How about we change things up a bit?”

They laid you back on the mattress and you stretched out your limbs, trying to shake the tension out of your muscles. Taehyung reached into your side table to pull out the box of condoms he knew you had. Jimin pressed his body against yours, trailing his fingertips from your neck down to your hip. You both looked up at Taehyung when he cleared his throat.

“Ok, ttalgi,” he began. “Are we sticking to our usual rules with Jimin here? It’s your call.”

“What are the usual rules?” Jimin asked. “She and I only had two rules: wear a condom and be honest about what we liked or didn’t like.”

“We have something similar, but with variations,” Taehyung explained. “Condoms for any assplay, colors for safewords, consent is always confirmed, aftercare is mandatory, and open, honest communication.”

“Condoms only for assplay?” Jimin gulped. “What about vaginal play?”

“I have my birth control implant,” you told Jimin while pointing out the spot on your arm. “Taehyung and I have always been vigilant about staying clean and we get tested every other month, even when we aren’t sexually active.”

“So, I guess the question we have is,” Taehyung expressed kindly. “What about you, Jimin? What do you want to do?”

Jimin sat up on one elbow and shifted his doe eyes between you and Taehyung. He couldn’t believe what you were offering.

“Jagi,” he breathed out. “We’ve never gone bare...like ever. I’ve never gone bare with anyone actually.”

“I know, Jiminie,” you expressed tenderly. “I’ve only ever trusted Tae-bear with something like that. But I know how careful you are, and I’m sure that hasn’t changed. If you’re comfortable with it, then I’m willing to trust you as well.”

You reached up to cup his cheek and he leaned in and kissed your palm gingerly with his swollen lips. He closed his eyes and let out a shaky exhale.

“Nothing’s changed,” he finally responded. “I’m still careful, I still get tested, and I’m still clean. If you really trust me, then I trust you too.

He pressed a chaste kiss on your lips and sat up to pull Taehyung in for a kiss as well.

“I trust both of you,” Jimin proclaimed. “I know I just met you, Taehyung, but if my jagiya trusts you with something like this, then who am I to argue with her logic?”

Taehyung smiled at Jimin’s words and reached over to stroke your cheek affectionately. You all took a deep breath as the electricity in the air increased exponentially. The soft caresses on skin transformed into overzealous gropes, and the quiet exhales became heated moans and needy whines. You decided to take the lead this time and climbed onto Jimin’s chest, asking for permission to ride his face, to which he quickly consented. As you settled over his ravenous lips, Taehyung instigated a rather noisy blowjob behind you, pulling Jimin’s angry red tip between his lips and slurping at the precum spilling over the edge.

“Fuck,” Jimin gasped out beneath you. “You couldn’t give me a warning, Tae?”

“Do you want me to stop?” Taehyung pouted. “Just say the word, Jiminie.”

“No, please don’t stop,” Jimin begged. “Keep going.”

You looked back over your shoulder and grinned wickedly at Taehyung. The smirk on his handsome face was mesmerizing, and you returned it in kind. You lowered your soaking wet heat to Jimin’s lips once again as Taehyung swirled his tongue around Jimin’s girthy penis.

Jimin inhaled sharply through his nose and moaned out into the flooded depths of your vagina. He dug his nails into your hips and you cried out erotically. For every lick and suck Taehyung unleashed upon him, Jimin paid it forward to your gushing center.

“Jimin,” you moaned. “I’m getting close.”

Taehyung slapped his palm against Jimin’s thigh, causing him to hiss and moan into your drenched thigh.

“What was that for?” Jimin protested.

“Don’t let her cum yet, Jiminie,” Taehyung instructed. “Let’s see how far we can edge her out.”

You whipped your head around to glare at Taehyung’s smug face and scowled deeply at him. He knew you hated edging, but he also knew that you came especially hard when edged. You pouted at him and he cocked an eyebrow at you before pulling off of Jimin’s dick with an audible pop.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, babe,” Taehyung relented. “But I promise it will feel amazing if you let it happen.”

He winked at you playfully and you couldn’t resist the boxy grin he shot your way before diving back onto Jimin’s glistening cock. You watched him dip and twist his mouth up and down Jimin’s stiff shaft, even dragging his tongue below the base and flicking along Jimin’s scrotum. Jimin was quickly unraveling underneath Taehyung’s expert skills, and he suddenly lost his concentration on you when Taehyung started licking lower between his legs.

“Ttalgi, come here, quickly,” Taehyung commanded.

You released your hold on the wall and dismounted Jimin’s face, which was contorting into a mask of pure pleasure thanks to Taehyung. He started stroking Jimin’s shaft in time with his tongue barrage.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jimin moaned out. “I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.”

“Do you want to cum inside her, Jiminie?” Taehyung cooed. “Want this dirty girl to sink down on this hard cock and soak up your hot sticky load?”

Jimin couldn’t verbalize anything, but he nodded desperately and started flailing his arms in search of you. Taehyung positioned you just above Jimin’s dick and held you in place.

“When I say sit, babe,” Taehyung quirked. “Sit down and ride him into his orgasm, ok?”

“I’m ready, Tae-bear,” you agreed wholeheartedly. “Just tell me when.”

After a few more strokes, Jimin’s hands clenched against the sheets and he threw his head back harshly.

“NOW,” Taehyung commanded while lowering you safely onto Jimin’s lap.

As soon as your thighs connected with Jimin’s, he let out a cry of unbridled passion and thrusted up into you like a madman possessed. His eyes were blown wide and he couldn’t stop pulling you onto his dick even as he shot out jets of cum, painting your walls in white. The sexual tempest finally abated and Jimin slumped against the pillows and let out a long audible breath laced with amusement.

“Holy shit,” he exclaimed. “That has to be the most incredible sensation in the world. Jagiya, why have I never plunged into your Cave of Wonders bareback before?”

“Because we were both busy being responsible adults, Aladdin,” you quipped. “Or maybe I should call you Genie since Tae referred to you as a magical sex fairy.”

“He can call me whatever he wants if I’m going to get this kind of treatment,” he giggled. “But, I’m worried about him, jagi. He hasn’t been given proper attention just yet. We should really help him out, don’t you think?”

You chuckled and pulled yourself off of Jimin then propped yourself up on all fours, wiggling your ass slightly to entice Taehyung forward. He shook his head and eased onto the bed behind you. He reached between your legs to see if you needed additional lubrication, but the deluge he slipped into told him you were more than ready.

“Look at this mess you two made,” he commented in astonishment, while licking the combined cum from his fingertips. “Just like a creamsicle on a hot summer day.”

Taehyung slid the blunt head of his stiff cock along the crease of your sopping wet pussy and then slowly pushed his way in. He groaned as each inch disappeared from sight and he gave a small thrust to fit the last few inches snugly inside. You whimpered at the stretch and lifted your head to meet Jimin’s amused stare.

“What a naughty girl we have here, Tae,” Jimin cooed. “All stuffed full of cock and she still looks like she wants more. Should I give you more, jagiya?”

When all you could do was whimper weakly at Jimin’s entreaty, so Taehyung pulled your hair back and thrust forward sharply. Jimin was enthralled by the fucked out look on your face and leaned forward to lick into your open mouth.

“Jiminie asked you a question, ttalgi,” he hissed in your ear. “Don’t disappoint Daddy and ignore our guest. Now, do you want more cock or not?”

“Yes,” you begged desperately against Jimin’s plushy lips. “Want him in my mouth, Daddy. Can I? Please?”

Jimin chuckled at your pleas and leaned over to lure Taehyung into another heated kiss.

“Daddy kink, huh?” Jimin teased as he pulled away. “That’s a new one for me.”

“It only works when I do it,” Taehyung grunted. “You can call me Daddy too, if you like?”

“We’ll see how I feel later,” Jimin smirked. “For now, let’s stuff this naughty little slut full of cock.”

Taehyung picked up the pace as he pistoned his aching dick deep into your womb. Jimin stroked his own cock until he had half an erection and then ran the tip across your lips.

“Open up, jagi,” Jimin crooned sweetly. “I’ve got a treat for you.”

You eagerly opened wide and allowed Jimin to place his hands on your head to hold you in place while he fucked into your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks and slurped him down until he was hard and quivering against your tongue.

“Ah, fuck yes,” Jimin squealed. “Just what I needed. Thanks, jagi.”

Jimin pulled out of your mouth and you whined in protest. He brushed the saliva from your lips and planted a fat kiss on them before disappearing from your sight.

Taehyung took your distraction as an opportunity to pull you up against his chest so he could play with your clit as he fucked up into you. He read your impending orgasms carefully and pulled back each time the crest threatened to break across your threshold. He appeased your adorable tear-streaked face with sweet promises of “the best orgasm of your life.”

“You have to trust me, babe,” Taehyung sneered against your wet cheeks. “You’ll thank me when you fall over that edge, I promise.”

You were about to whine out another protest when Taehyung clenched against you unexpectedly.

“Oh, fuck,” he hissed against your temple. “You wicked little fucker. I should’ve kept an eye on you.”

“Yeah, you should have,” came Jimin’s voice from behind Taehyung. “I’m a sneaky bitch, did I forget to mention that?”

Jimin had sprung a sexy sneak attack with two lubed fingers currently seeking entrance at Taehyung’s back door. Taehyung released you back onto all fours so he could grant Jimin better access to his ass. He slowed his movements just long enough for Jimin to work his dick into Taehyung’s now well lubricated asshole. With all three of you connected, it took a moment or two to find a definitive rhythm together, but once you did, the fluid movements initiated a series of high pitched squeals and moans unlike any you’d heard before. Taehyung felt your walls clamping down into his dick and he gathered up enough focus to make an erotic suggestion.

“Jimin, wait,” he huffed out on a moan. “Let’s change positions. As much as I’m enjoying this, there’s something I want to try now that we have you here.”

Jimin pulled back and waited for Taehyung to continue. With a flick of his wrist, Taehyung reached over and gently pulled the condom off Jimin’s dick and smirked sinfully.

“I’ve never trusted anyone enough to double penetrate her,” Taehyung explained quickly. “Get inside her cunt and let me get a condom on.”

“Oh, shit,” Jimin gasped. “You’re fucking serious, aren’t you?”

“You bet your fine ass, I’m serious,” Taehyung gritted out while rolling on the condom. “This dirty little girl is about to blow and so am I. Daddy owes her the orgasm of a lifetime and he’s going to give it to her.”

You were just catching your breath, and you whimpered at the tightness in your clit.

“Guys, if I don’t cum soon, I’m going to fucking explode,” you growled. “So unless you want me to take care of this by myself, I suggest you get over here and finish the fucking job.”

“Oooh, jagi is feisty when she’s frustrated,” Jimin cackled. “I’ve never edged her, so this should be fun to watch.”

“I’m giving you a front row seat, Jiminie,” Taehyung beamed as he laid down beside you. “Enjoy the show.”

Jimin helped rearrange your body so that you were wedged in between them on the bed. After lifting up one of your thighs, Jimin slipped his bare cock into your swollen cunt, reveling at the raw feeling of your fleshy walls tightening around his dick. You were so wet and slippery that even Taehyung was surprised that he wouldn’t need much lube to get your asshole ready for him.

“I love it when she’s this strung out and horny,” he chuckled. “Makes it so easy for me.”

With a little help from Jimin’s fingers, Taehyung slipped beyond your puckered hole and buried himself into the glorious tightness of your ass. With both of your holes now occupied, you found yourself adrift in a sea of endorphins. The finish line was just beyond your sight and you cried out as you felt both cocks sliding across the thin membrane separating your cunt from your asshole.

“Tae,” you whimpered helplessly. “Jimin...please...I need you.”

“We’re right here, ttalgi,” Taehyung soothed. “Just let go. I’m not going to hold you back anymore. Just let it flow right through you.”

Jimin slipped his fingers down to rub against your clit and the combined sensations hurtled into your brain all at once.

“OH FUCK!” you screamed as you careened over the edge of your climax and tumbled into one spasm and after another, losing track of just how many orgasms Taehyung had stacked up for you throughout the course of the night. When the last one hit, your vision cleared just enough to catch Jimin’s awed facial expression as he watched you come undone. The glazed look in your eyes triggered his own climax and he shot another rope of sweet release deep into your quivering heat.

“Babe,” Taehyung grunted behind you, still pumping away. “I’m really fucking close. Where do you want it?”

You smiled wickedly and pulled Jimin close. He was still reeling from his last orgasm, but he offered you a small smile, wordlessly agreeing to whatever your face was suggesting.

“On our faces,” you moaned. “Cum all over our faces, Tae!”

It only took a few more well timed thrusts before Taehyung was pulling out and stepping over the two of you. He tossed the condom aside and pumped away at his shaft until he unleashed a cascade of semen all over your face and Jimin’s. He groaned wantonly as he watched you and Jimin lap up the streaks of semen from each other’s face.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he conceded while throwing his head back in exhaustion. “I don’t know about you two, but I’m fucking spent.”

His knees buckled onto the mattress and you placed one last kiss on Jimin’s lips before rolling off the bed. You left the two of them gasping for breath on the bed while you retrieved some bottled water from the fridge.

“Oh, you angel,” Jimin preened. “Just what I needed.”

Once you all got back to a normal heart rate, you corralled both Jimin and Taehyung into the shower. You silently thanked your landlord for installing the wide shower stall with a built-in bench seat. The three of you fit comfortably in the shower together with a little room to spare.

After you were all cleaned up and refreshed, the boys changed the sheets and you gathered up extra pillows so you could all cuddle up on the bed. Jimin heartily agreed to the sleepover, and you were all thoroughly exhausted from your early morning romp.

Taehyung tucked both you and Jimin against his chest and sighed out with contentment. After kissing both of you on the forehead, he wished you good night and settled into his pillow. You and Jimin slipped your fingers together and snuggled against Taehyung.

As you faded into unconsciousness, you smiled and exhaled happily.

Damn, Universe. You’re on a roll.

The three of you drifted off to Dreamland as the dogs in the living room looked up with curiosity and growled at the black sparkles that flashed and pulsed from your coffee table and then vanished a moment later.

Author’s Note: (releasing my clenched thighs) Whew, is everyone ok after that chapter? I don’t know about you, but I need a long shower after that. I had so much fun writing this chapter and I made my betas all hot and bothered when they read it, so I assume it’s good. I hope you all enjoyed the Vmin playtime. Only three more chapters to go!

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rosesnink · 5 years ago

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Woman Up

A/N: Hello there! Today I bring y’all a different piece of writing that I enjoyed writing a whole lot. It is inspired by @lorirwritesfanfic ‘s incredible one-shot Ladies’ Rant which I absolutely reccomend!

Summary: In Cheryl Addams’ 21st birthday, she meets up with some of her friends and bond over one particular and annoying thing.

Books: The Royal Romance, Ride or Die, Desire and Decorum (modern AU) The Royal Masquerade (modern AU) A Courtesan of Rome (modern AU) Mother of the Year, The Freshman, Bloodbound, Wishful Thinking.

Characters: Eclipsa Ice(TRR), Cheryl Addams (ROD), Celestine Walker (D&D), Grace Everhart(TRM), Aphrodite Catauni (ACOR), Toni Day (MOTY), Vanessa Lewis(TF), Cristina Sanders(BB), Nyx Martin (WT)

Warning: Language

The women sat as they cheered for Cheryl’s 21st birthday. The blonde woman beamed at her shots as she looked around, a relieved smile on her face

“I’m finally free! Can you believe that?”

Cristina laughed as she adjusted her rather scandalous purple dress that gave a glimpse of what she was hiding “Yeah, I barely remember anything from my birthday. I just remember how drunk I was and that I hooked up with some hot girl in the bathrooms”

Vanessa looked at her with wide eyes as she commented “Well, my 21st birthday was pretty smooth. One last dorm party with my friends and my fianceé. I never knew that growing up you’d grow tired of these things”

Eclipsa laughed at them both as she said “My 21st birthday was pretty boring. A few shots, a big burger, the birthday song and then I had to keep working”

Grace blinked “Sometimes I forget that you used to be a waitress before heading to Cordonia”

“And that you are one of the elder nobles of the Cordonian houses! And recently engaged with the Crown Guard Kayden Vescovi no less. She’s hot indeed”

“Oh, you have no idea”.

“How do you feel now, Cheryl?” Aphrodite asked.

“I feel… like I can finally set free of my father”.

“Yeah, I know how that feels” Celestine smiled at her.

“Fathers can be very sexist when it comes to ‘protect their princesses’ but eh, your brother or cousin can go and fuck whoever they want. Nice mansplain, dad” Eclipsa huffed.

Cristina lifted her whiskey with an ironic smirk “Bold of you to assume I ever had a father that loved me”.

“I directly don’t know who the fuck my father is” Grace added.

Vanessa and Celestine looked at each other, concerned as Vanessa spoke up “Should we shut up about how great our fathers are…?”

“Of course not! Do speak about them, don’t let our shitty lives feel bad about yours” Grace said.

Cheryl looked at the grown women around her and asked “Tell me about your love life. Who holds your heart?”

Eclipsa beamed at the question “My wife Hana is the best thing I could ever have with our dear Missimiss”

Cheryl awed as she commented “Your daughter is the cutest thing I ever seen. Even though, can’t Liam produce his own heir, marry someone who can really love him?”

Eclipsa frowned “I fear that he doesn’t seem capable of love again. And the idea of my baby being Queen of Cordonia one day… it’s difficult, but I trust that Liam will make of her a great ruler”.

“Well, right now I just got engaged with my girlfriend Kayden!” Grace beamed, showing the simple, yet elegant ring in her finger.

Everyone cheered as asked for another round of shots and hugs.

Vanessa smiled at Grace “Congratulations, Grace. I wish you a happy marriage like the one I have with Becca”.

Cristina smirked at her “I have heard a great deal of your wife, Vane. She invented the song Boss Bitch by Doja Cat. She’s the baddest lawyer of the Estates”.

“Uh, can we talk that you’re the wife of a 2000 years-old sexy vampire Queen, Cris?”

“Ah, yes, my Kamilah is the best at everything, especially on bed” She said, a big smirk on her face.

The girls roared and whistled, making Cristina laugh. Celestine looked at them, quite embarrassed about their lives “Am I really the only one married to a man?”

Vanessa took Celestine’s hand as she smiled at her “Don’t worry, C. We love you anyways and you’re still valid! It’s not like your bisexuality is a secret”.

“I was so relieved when Ernest said that he didn’t mind who I loved and that he’d love me anyways”.

“He sounds like a great man”.

She smiled at her friend “He is. The best husband a girl can ask for”.

Nyx beamed when she saw her lastest interview on TV “Eeee! I’m trending again! Bitch, I’m thriving!”.

“Hmm, I’ll drink to that! My Eiko is always featured on the scientists news” Toni beamed.

Cristina looked at her “I have one question for you, Toni” The young mother looked at her “Does Eiko talk about science in bed?” The Latina woman wiggled her brows and all the attention was now on her. She smirked as she nodded and everyone cheered.

They all drank their shots as they made selfies and Pictagram stories. On the news, it was announced a new ‘dead woman’ who was victim of domestic violence. Some women scoffed as the others roller their eyes.

“Come on, dude, say it! Her misogynistic husband murdered her!” Toni shouted. All the ladies preached her as some old men whispered among them, shaking their heads.

Cheryl growled as she glared at the old men, who had been looking at her like some piece of meat to heat up and eat. Nyx spoke up “God, I know many men are amazing, but some others… Ugh they can be so tiring, like, I’m trying to do a street interview and some dude kisses my cheek! I was called an exaggerate bitch and I should calm down. Thank God my Anna has them all scared down”.

“Hmm, try to survive in English nobility! That maggot of Richards tried to assault me for no reason than his own ego and thank God Ernest was there to assist me to get rid of him or God knows what would’ve happened!”.

Cristina’s eyes went wide in realization “You’re the lady that kneed that creepy duke in the balls?! Dudette, I still have that photo and use it as a meme!”.

The women laughed loudly as high-fived the Countess “Between you and I… It was very satisfactory to see the look on his face” Celestine confessed.

“Good for you, girl” The duchess preached her.

“I will always remember when I slapped the creep of Lester Castellanos” Cristina beamed.

“Hitting is nice, but have you tried roast him in the middle of a debate for governor?” Nyx taunted.

“Oooh, and get a preached detective and his minions of bad boys in front of your high school with your criminal gang?” Cheryl said.

“Try expose him on your wedding day with half of London’s nobility and the Queen of England watching”.

“I liked it better when you defeated that little bitch of Payne with a wedding dress and a big ass sword” Eclipsa commented.

“There’s no better satisfaction than watch him dragged to the mud with the amazing help of your lawyer because he has no fucking clue of who his own daughter is” added Toni.

“Or a speech to charm a conqueror’s gentry and make them love you and hate him”.

“Bitch, that was iconic!”.

Grace sighed “To think that all of us has suffered and still suffer because of the opinions of some grown men who think that knows about us and our struggles and tell us what to do!”.

Eclipsa agreed as she added “When I still give my opinion in the Royal Council or suggest something to make Auvernal get off our backs, I can see the noblemen scowl or roll their eyes. And I have Grace here as a witness”.

“I remember I made an essay of corrupt police in my university, Langston, and many men interrupted me with nonsensical questions and called me a communist and feminazi!” Cheryl grimaced at the memory.

“When I first wrote my book, that is now out, they asked me all about my personal life or if I wanted to have children and even asked me about how I’d manage to have a family with another woman instead of focusing on the damn book! It was so frustrating” Vanessa scowled.

“When I join the men for a debate about the Parliament, many of them grimace and if it weren’t because either my husband or my brothers say ‘I think Celestine is trying to say something’, they’d ignore me!”.

Cristina mumbled “And then they ask me why I’m gay…”.

“Oh boy, have I told you how frustrating straight men can be with lesbians? I’m making out with my girl and there’s always this gross dude who asks ‘Can I watch?’ and I just wanna punch him” Aphrodite scowled.

“The thing that Hana and I are the first gay noble couple to be open about it and have our own family without a man being the head of it can be so tiring” She mimicked the voices of reports “Who is the lucky man who donated his sperm? Don’t you wish he were in Stephanie’s life? Is it hard to be mothers?” She huffed as Toni nodded.

“People always whisper ‘Poor Livia! She has one part her father who doesn’t care about her and two moms! Scandalous!’” She scoffs as she nods at Eclipsa “Being a gay mom is hard”.

“That’s why Kayden and I don’t want children. We’re fine on our own, alas, with Lord Pompadour and my dear bear Scooby, we’re fine, but people won’t stop calling us selfish for not wanting to be moms! Like, grow the hell up, old man”.

Cheryl and Cristina chanted at the same time “OK boomer!” They laughed.

“And if you have kids, they always ask you about the next one. ‘Won’t you give little Vincent a sibling? Perhaps another brother to play with?’ Like, what if I give him a sister? What’s wrong with birthing girls?” She slammed the hand in the table, frustrated “People complain about Lydia being ginger and everyone said for a while that I cheated on Ernest! Like, it’s genetics? People call me a whore for having an active sexual life with my husband and tell me to chill, like, can’t I enjoy sex with a man I am comfortable with and have a great time? The amount of anons who send a ‘close your legs, slut’ is incredible. That’s why I never give directions. So what if when I’m alone with my husband I want to have sex all night? Who the hell are you to tell me what to do with my sexual life?”.

All the women agreed with her.

“The pressure for us to marry and have children in incredible. Like, it was so difficult conceiving my little Stephanie! I thought of giving up once or twice” Eclipsa stated.

“I never expected to have Livia, but in that moment Guy and I were so happy and excited, but then reality hit, he made me drop my studies and take care of the girl as he did the job. They called him a hero and they called me an ungrateful whore” Toni grimaced “I married him under pressure, like if you’re pregnant, marry your baby daddy!”.

They all nodded as silence filled the room and Cheryl commented shyly “I wonder what it’d be of me if I were a man. Probably many men would be sucking on my dick”.

“Hmm, I’d be called an hero and more worthy of the Crown than Liam”.

“I’d get my heraldy quicker in my royal house”.

“I wouldn’t have to marry if I didn’t want to for win a place as an heir of Edgewater”.

“My boss would preach me and I would have never noticed about Carmichael’s antics”.

“People would respect me more”.

“I would be the best single Dad of the century”.

They all chuckled as they shook their heads “But no matter what, I love being a woman. I have to admit… men can be really dumb sometimes. They’re weaker than we think. I have met few men who can control themselves and not being violent aside of my husband. Despite everything, I love being a woman”.

“Me too. We make magic. We can create lives!” Toni beamed.

“When we do something, it’s really hot” Cristina pointed.

“We can be really mature and we are more subtle”.

“Have someone mentioned that when we make out with people, we don’t have a bundle on our pants, making it hurt?” Vanessa commented.

They all agreed with her as Cheryl raised her glass “To the women. The best creation that God has ever made”.

Toni raised it next “To our daughters, who will become as badass as you ladies”.

“And to the elder women and female ancestors, who have done so much for us to reunite us today”.

Their glasses clinked as they chugged their glasses, cheering.

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#playchoices fanfiction #desire and decorum au #ride or die #wishful thinking #the royal masquerade #the freshman #the junior #the senior #a courtesan of rome #mother of the year #bloodbound #mcs interacting

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eurydium · 6 years ago

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home box office — stranger things

Pairings: Robin Buckley x Reader, Steve Harrington x Reader

Category: fluff

Summary: Being Robin and Steve’s co-worker at Family Video is pretty much the best thing ever, but it takes quite the toll on your gentle (and very much bisexual) heart.

Requested by: @the-desert-shewolf !

Word Count: 1.7k

Author’s Notes: This is best read on the website rather than the mobile app, the app flubs up the formatting of it all

This is the first request that’s done with both Robin and Steve and I really liked the idea! Just in case, this trio of the reader, Robin, and Steve comes up again (it probably will) it will be found in both of their respective master lists with ‘stranger things’ as writing ‘s.h & r.b’ looks wonky to me.

Also, I’m really sorry if this feels a little rushed/short/not splendid ://

buckley master list || harrington master list

“I swear to God I’m gonna strangle Keith,”

Steve muttered as he wandered back over to you and Robin while you both were perched on top of the counter. You laughed as you pulled out the board — one similar to the board from Scoops Ahoy. You hissed at you added a tally to the ‘Keith’ side of the board as Robin shook her head at the once teenage heart-throb. Thus far, Keith had a good tally of six women that he’s scared away while Steve had a tally of two that he won over — both of which occurred while Keith was sick.

“You’ve lost your touch, Harrington,” You commented, chuckling as you lowered the board behind the counter once more. “Your body count is so unfortunately stagnant,” You puppy-frowned at him while Robin cackled next to you.

“Shut the hell up,” Steve rolled his eyes, turning around and leaning against the counter — somewhat perched but mostly standing. He sighed and leaned his head against you, closing his eyes for a few moments.

“Where am I going wrong?” Steve groaned exaggeratedly, running his hands through his hair. Robin gave a nice pat to Steve’s hand from across you, looking at him firmly.

“Didn’t you learn your lesson last summer, dingus?” Robin snarkily questioned, causing Steve to crack open his eyes and send a glare her way. “You gotta stop acting like you’re the most popular guy in school. If you couldn’t tell, we’ve graduated and working at minimum wage,” She added in with a roll of her eyes.

“Exactly, you don’t have to act cool anymore. Just be good ‘ol Steve,” You chuckled, ruffling his hair with a teasing grin. Steve rolled his eyes endearingly before standing fully, pushing off the counter. He fixed his hair again, making sure he was perfect and hot as can be. He glided away from you both and approached two women, once again reverting to his old ways.

“He’ll never learn,” Robin smirked.

“He really won’t,”

—

“You ladies down for a movie night?” Steve asked with a grin, looking between you and Robin. Robin gave a simple thumbs-up, and both of their gazes affixed onto you. You pursed your lips, brushing hair behind your ear as you glanced over at Keith.

“I kinda promised Keith I’d stay a little late to help clean up and organize,” You awkwardly drawled, looking back to both Robin and Steve with an upset gleam in your eyes. “It’s only for an hour, but you guys would probably want to start sooner and everything,” You added with a small, almost forced grin.

“Compromise. Steve and I will buy snacks and you supply the movies?” Robin suggested, looking to Steve for an ‘okay’ to the idea. Steve crossed his arms and nodded with a pleased smile, his gaze shifting from Robin and then onto you.

“We wouldn’t have a movie night without you for the world,” Steve commented. Your face flushed slightly, elated that they liked you that much. “We can wait an hour for you, don’t worry,” Steve winked, getting a hum of an agreement from Robin.

“We’ll come back around to pick you up,” Robin stated, causing you to grin brightly.

“Perfect,” You chuckled. Robin glanced down at her watch, realizing that it was time for them to finally clock out after quite an exhausting day.

“Be back for you soon, sweetheart,” Robin teased with a cheeky wink, pushing Steve out of the store.

“I’ll see you losers in a few. Wish me luck,” You saluted the two as they made their way out the door. You walked over to the Rom-Com section of the movies and began to re-sort them alphabetically, glancing over to see Keith fixing up the Sci-Fi section.

There was a pleasant silence between you both while soft music played throughout the store. You hummed along with the music, and it seemed that only now did Keith’s attention fall over to you — as if you haven’t been there the whole time. He kept his mouth zipped for another minute, but you could sense him just staring you down for quite a bit.

“Yes, Keith?” You asked aloud, looking in his direction as he stared you down slack-jawed.

“Which one do you like?” Keith said pretty vaguely, causing you to raise your brows in a confused manner.

“Excuse me?”

“Robin or Steve, it’s obvious that you like one of them,” He pointed out with a roll of his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. You paused from shuffling the movies, taking a moment to actually think about this.

You weren’t certain of yourself either.

Both Robin and Steve fueled most of the joys in your life, and almost every moment of bliss had been with both of them. The night at Lovers’ Lake was the one you reminisced about the most.

“The stars look like little fireflies,” You giggled as you laid flat on your back — reaching your hands up to the sky and trying to grab at them.

“No, dumbass, they’re like, baby moon bits,” Robin countered with a drunken laugh, rolling over and resting in the crook of your next.

“You’re both wrong! They’re, like, stars,” Steve retorted loudly, staring both of you down with a serious stare. The moment of silence passed and you all collapsed in fits of laughter. Steve giggled and laid on top of you, causing you to laugh even more due to his dramatic fall. The three of you kept rolling around together along the edge of Lovers’ Lake — drinking, singing, and laughing to your hearts’ content.

That night: the alcohol was good, the music was better, and the drunken (but not forgotten) stolen kisses were the best.

Of course, there were your separate adventures with the two, but both were honestly an equal match and you had no preference of whom you liked more — whether platonically or romantically. You had your fair amount of 711 slushie runs with Robin and horror movie dates when Steve would be too scared to watch them, but you also had your long talks over the phone with Steve and your sporadic nights drinking and walking down the abandoned railroad tracks.

Really, you loved them both.

“I don’t have to answer that,” You responded after a short while of thinking, a sly smile on your face but paired with apologetic eyes.

“Ugh, whatever,” Keith groaned, upset to not hear your side of the juicy gossip. You giggled at his complaint and continued sorting for the next hour, the time flies by quickly as you and Keith exchanged the occasional quip about movies while you were fixing them up.

“Hey, we’re back!” Steve called through the store, noticing you in the back chuckling at whatever dumb comment Keith made about Star Wars. He sauntered over to you and swung an arm around your shoulders.

“Ready to jet?” Steve asked with a cute grin, glancing up at Keith for a moment before looking back down to you. You noticed Keith’s dropped expression (as he obviously still detested Steve), but it was followed by a little smirk. You hastily averted your eyes away from Keith.

“Almost, gimme a sec and I’ll join you in a bit,” You told Steve, shooing him out of the store for just a few more moments.

“So it’s Steve, huh?” Keith grinned menacingly, but of course, you brushed him off and began picking up some movies.

“I told you I don’t have to answer to you, even if you are my boss,” You chuckled, picking up The Apartment from the shelf.

“So Robin?” Keith offered once more. You rolled your eyes and walked over to another section, picking up Hidden Fortress.

“No comment!” You replied in a sing-songy manner, finally picking up Children of Paradise. Steve wasn’t the best connoisseur of movies, so naturally, you picked up Robin’s favorites so he can watch some good fucking cinematography.

Before you walked out, you noticed one last movie from the corner of your eye. You smiled to yourself as Steve’s description of the movie rang through your memory. You picked up the movie without a beat and gave one last smile to Keith.

“See you on Monday,” You sweetly chimed before exiting the store with the four movies in hand, strolling to the car with a smile. You hopped into the back seat and immediately Robin turned around to you.

“Cherry slushie, your favorite,” Robin smiled before handing you the large drink. You graciously smiled and eagerly took the drink from her hands — your fingertips gently grazing against her soft hands.

“We also got some gummy worms, chocolate bars, and jiffy pop!” Robin added in with a delighted smile, shuffling through the candies she had stored in the bag. She swiftly turned back around to face forward before shouting, “Drive Harrington! Drive!”

During the car ride to Robin’s place, you couldn’t help but ponder on Keith’s words a little more deeply. You were somewhat bothered by his invasive question, but not in an awful way. You really liked both of them and you couldn’t decide, but that doesn’t mean that you had to choose.

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After Back to the Future, you all were already feeling a bit drowsy. It was an oddly cold night in Indiana, and the three of you were bundled in the largest and softest blanket Robin had owned. You claimed the middle spot for personal reasons of your own and felt completely content when Robin wrapped an arm around your waist and both of them laid their heads on your shoulders.

The night ran late and before you knew it, both of your companions fell asleep on you. Robin hugged your torso and Steve ended up lying in your lap. Both slept peacefully, and the sight of them both brought a joy to your heart. They had been asleep for an hour now, and in that time you came to your conclusion in regards to Keith’s badgering question.

You didn’t care for choosing one over the other. You were content with the sweet nothings, friendly holding of hands, and teenage bliss. There was a lot of life to live, and love to give — and it could only be properly spent and expressed with both of them prominent in your life.

You loved them both, and you were content in that.

#steve harrington #robin buckley #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley x reader #robin stranger things #steve stranger things #stranger things #stranger things imagines #stranger things imagine

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kmp78 · 6 years ago

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All you have to do is look at those crazy hens who keep opening accounts on IG and Twitter all the time. There are 1-2 crazy chickens who are constantly harassing Valery and Jared. they always write the same stupid things. JL and Val are getting married, the kid’s coming ….. LMFAO!

They are:

ilovejaredletojo Valery and Jared 💏👰⛵🏖️ ilovejaredletojo @jaredleto you go Italy your husband @jaredleto is there with @alessandro_michele 😍😍😍🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹🇮🇹 ilovejaredletojo 👰👰👰👰👰👰 ilovejaredletojo @valerykaufman you go camp Mars Croatia with Jared? Hope so 💏💏💏💏💏 mila.vorotyntseva.85 Where is Jared Leto? 😍

prittii Where is Jared Leto? 😍

ilovejaredletojo My love When you tell the world you are secret married with @jaredleto @valerykaufman tell the true please ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️👰👰👰👰👰👰 ilovejaredletojo Valery is Jared Leto wife ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ clouds.are.mine @mssharonmariejones He should come out and be honest, though

@mssharonmariejones Who would put up with it, though? I mean, they were at the grocery store and she’s hanging on him like a lost puppy… Why does he enable it? It just makes him look bad. She looks like, no offense… a kid… I know that her body is one of a underdeveloped young kid… What gf would allow this to go on?

ilovejaredletojo Jared and Valery 👰💘💘 ilovejaredletojo @clouds.are.mine I think she is him girlfriend the fans have to accept LOVE ❤️❤️

clouds.are.mine @mssharonmariejones he’s 47, not 48… you can’t be anything to him if you don’t even know his age. ilovejaredletojo @jaredleto WIFE so pretty when u both have a kid @valerykaufman? 😘❤️😘❤️😘❤️💋💍👶👶👶👶 mafu86 @artemisgodessofhunt_ and you are another girl who knows who is the real girl… Yep.💜

artemis_amandac @mafu86 Yes, She is amazing.💕Super excited for them. Perfict match they are.💖I am happy for them both.Seeing this fake crap anoys me cause I know how happy him and his girl are together and how Val is try g to make some connection that’s not there.Smh.

artemis_amandac @mafu86 She was trying to make it look like she was the same place as Jared.He did not see her atall. His real girl was connected with him the whole time span of Val working and he was nowhere near Val.The point is how V.K is trying to pain a image that’s not true of her being with Jared.Jareds real lady would not stand for it. artemis_amandac @artemisgodessofhunt_ Jared doesn’t go with fake girls that used to be a man. Jared’s girl is a real woman. Anyone that wishes the best for Jared would not want to see his name stuck to a fake man now women. Thats just one thing fake about her leeching on him the list goes on and on with this leech.😂It’s super sad. artemis_amandac She is as real as her googled platypus pic😂😂😂😂😂 she used to try and make it look like she was in U.K.😄😂

firesofares @clouds.are.mine I ask cause I follow a few accounts that are very diligent about finding photos of the two of them, and I’ve never seen such a picture. I didn’t even think she was anywhere near the set, the first time she was even on people’s radar was in New York City during her birthday and Jay was on break firesofares @clouds.are.mine lol, you know what that wouldn’t surprise me at all if she did that, considering out of the two of them, she is only one who really shows an ounce of attention to Val’s account. I bet she saw the pick and asked Jay if it was cool if she hit that like button for the sake of getting Val some attention on her insta. Seeing as how those two are such great girlfriends doubled_echelon @clouds.are.mine I’m not going to name her it’s not my place too

doubled_echelon @firesofares spot on. She doesn’t want people to know he has an amazing girlfriend as that means less attention for her… Yeah exactly no-one except the Jalery Shippers care. The echelon know Jared doesn’t want to be with her…

isabelgothechelon @lafayettebitch6 because this Hollywood industry Cameron don’t need Jared leto to be famous lol 😉 doubled_echelon @cindylaryy no I didn’t think so because it didn’t happen… 🤦🏼‍♀️Jared and Valery are not together…. He would never ever ever marry her… He has a girlfriend (A fricking awesome one at that)

firesofares @athenanike91 true dat….and this whole Val and Jared thing, I don’t understand why some people can’t grasp the simple concept that they are just friends, have been just friends, and this whole relationship thing that started in 2015 was more than likely just another PR stunt

clareeee123 🐍🐍🐍

So the user names have changed, but the text has remained the same.

https://www.instagram.com/p/B1RdJb-g7uB/ kallywa9

When she’s drunk she gets so hot. Valery even dances you for free. 🍷🍷🍷🚬 @jaredleto’s girlfriend could be a stripper.

https://www.instagram.com/p/B1Rau5bAFIh/ kallywa9 Valery Kaufman Drunk again 🍷🚬 @jaredleto 👏 #ValeryKaufman

https://www.instagram.com/p/B1RaEMAAg92/ kallywa9 Smoking and drinking habits are still there. Valery only needs two drinks for another woman to try to take her clothes off while she drinks and smokes at the same time. @jaredleto Is your girlfriend bisexual? She does not control her smoking and drinking habits, so anyone can take her clothes off and have sex with her. #ValeryKaufman

https://www.instagram.com/p/BzyybJoAvEj/ The show in Russia of @30secondstomars is coming on July 13, 2019 @jaredleto will we see the Russian model there?

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KMP78 you are connected to or created by this last IG account, I’m pretty sure! You are insane woman!

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Lol... I am?

Well excuse me for pointing out that I´m not the one who just compiled a mile-long essay on useless social media accounts.

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nocturnal-birb · 6 years ago

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a question hour, yaay! so listen, i'm like lowkey curious about these cowboy dudes u keep posting ,,,so ,,,may i pls be introducedghjggjf

Oh my sweet anon… I have no idea how to start this- oh god safjhsjkdf

I feel like I’m gonna scare you with the amount of shit I’ll pull just to introduce them all but fear not!

I shall try my best to introduce these hot cowboys and cowgirls. Sit back and relax and watch me make a mess of introduction of them because I’ll probably just scare you with this and I am so sorry //cries

Arthur Morgan: the fandom’s number 1 cowboy in town. He’s the kindest and toughest rootin’ tootin’ cowboy who is very sad and lonely- but we love him! (He’s usually the one I always post about)

Dutch van der Linde: he’s the man with a plan; a dangerous man if you ask me (he brings out the kinkiest mofo in you so beware of him), supposedly a camp dad

Hosea Matthews: the gang’s real fashion camp dad! Like no joke, he may be old but he still rockin’ on that coat/vest fashion like he hasn’t aged at all. Best dad of all. 11/10 would want him as gang leader instead.

John Marston: aka the golden boy or as the fandom likes to call him “local feral raccoon” why? ‘Cause he ain’t fond of bathing (doesn’t even know how to swim), always greasy and usually scavenges for food instead of asking for one.

Sadie Adler: that one raging bisexual that you’re not sure whether you want to fuck or have her fuck you (seriously, she makes everyone gay), a badass queen that needs no man because she’s an independent woman. Arthur’s best friends

Charles Smith: a big soft boi; he may look scary but trust me, anon! He’s sweet just like Arthur. He’s also one of Arthur’s best friends; he’s silent but he will always ride with you.

Javier Escuella: he’s that one guy that could make you swoon for his music and voice. Dude has a talent for music plus the fandom loves his songs but be warned, he does not take kindly of racists and will fite right away if you call him greaser.

Bill Williamson: a simple lad who does simple stuff. Loves his horse a lot more than anything.

Sean MacGuire: he may be annoying to the gang but trust me, they love him for his positive attitude and personality. A kid in heart who tries his best.

Lenny Summers: another fandom fav because he keeps our sad cowboy Arthur happy and lets Arthur relax for once (cause the gang’s always up in his ass); great drinking buddy; also he has many names but the fandom calls him ‘YNNEL” at times.

Uncle: everyone’s favorite uncle! He has a condition though- he has Lumbago, a serious condition indeed. That’s why no one lets him work at camp.

Josiah Trelawny: he makes everyone gay; has that great mustache that could make you swoon by just staring at it. Great dad for his children and wife tbh!

Micah Bell: aside from John being a raccoon, we got Micah being a rat of the camp. Why? He just is. He causes havoc everywhere he goes and our poor ol’ Arthur is the one that always has to clean his mess up.

Leopold Strauss: uhh.. he’s a loan shark; keeps making Arthur do his debt collecting instead of him (only a few likes him as majority doesn’t due to an incident)

Simon Pearson: Good lad with lots of navy stories to tell but not much good with making stews apparently… (according to the gang)

Abigail Roberts: She’s quite a mean gal but I can assure you that she’s only like that because she wants to protect Jack and also make a man out of John.

Susan Grimshaw: she’s like that strict grandma/aunt that you should be scared of. But she’s actually a sweetheart despite her tough love on ya. Always nags but let me assure you that she only wants what’s best for ya.

Molly O’Shea: quite a stuck up woman but only because of Dutch not paying attention to her. (Like dude barely even touched her and it had her goin’ grouchy); the queen that was robbed from us despite how the girls treat her- the fandom does love her though!

Mary-Beth Gaskill: the most sweetest thief in the gang you’ll ever meet! She loves writing romance and pretty much sees everything as a romance reference for her book whether be it about vampires, forbidden love- all those kinds of stuff.

Tilly Jackson: she’s as sweet as Mary-Beth and she loves to help Arthur as much as she can. She one that’s not afraid to speak her mind about things.

Karen Jones: a thicc lady with a thicc heart; always down to rob a bank with Arthur and others- just like the girls, she’s also sweet although a bit of a drunk but still sweet

Kieran Duffy: a sweat stuttering bean; the fandom loves him very much that they would protect him from mean people. He’s the softest boi in the gang.

#i'm so sorry for this horrible introduction of them anon #i tried my best for this to keep it as short and simple as possible lsdfhjlsdlfk #red dead redemption 2 #rdr2 #ask

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monstrous-beauty · 5 years ago

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REVIEW: "The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue", or: Fetch me a couch, for I nearly swoon!

Title: The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue

Author: Mackenzi Lee

Review by: Captain Clo

Verdict: adventures of a bisexual scoundrel unable to keep his mouth shut and pathetically in love with his biracial male best friend. I had the time of my life, would totally recommend, go read it right now! 5 stars

Trigger warning for: homophobia, slight racism, parental abuse

Sometimes you just need an adventurous, fun and queer book in your life. The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue definitely fits the bill. It can look daunting with its 500 pages, but they fly by like nobody's business. An apt summary of its plot would look more or less like this:

Dramatic escapes through Europe! Highwaymen! Pirates! Alchemy! The mysteries of Venice!

And last but not least, best friends hopelessly pining for each other.

I think the official summary of the book actually sells the book short – it's so much more than just "two friends of noble station – and a little sister – go on a Grand Tour through Europe". It's actually two friends and one sister go on a Grand Tour, the dummy of the trio enrages the Prime Minister of France, then proceeds to steal something of said Minister out of pettiness, dashes out of Versailles stark naked, and then discovers what he stole isn't just a trinket, but the key to an alchemical secret. Slightly spoilerish? I guess, but it's so much more interesting put that way.

When you read "Grand Tour" maybe you think of Mary Shelley, Percy (coincidence??) Bisshe Shelley and Lord Byron going on their disastrous romp through Europe... and A Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue is definitely not that. Unless you think of Mary Shelley as a bitter teenager snarking in disgust at her stupid male companions, and of Lord Byron as a pathetic mess trying too hard to look like a hedonist Casanova, and... well actually that kind of works, but Percy Shelley definitely wasn't a biracial violinist... with a crush on Lord Byr--- I mean, Monty... I mean I'm no expert but reliable sources told me that he was an ass! And a jerk! Percy doesn't deserve that, he's an angel.

Enter the protagonist: Henry Montague, aka Monty. He's a hot mess. A rogue, a scoundrel, a ladykiller, an unrepentant bisexual, with the good looks and the charm to get anyone he wants in his bed. Alas, he's hopelessly in love with his best friend, Percy, who is exactly the kind of level-headed, serious person who's just perfect to rein Monty in. Monty is witty, superficial and a pleasure-seeker, refusing to take anything seriously, and especially anything his father wants him to do – like being a respectable lord, studying with profit at Eton, or running a family estate, for example. Monty loathes the very idea, so what better course of action than doing every single thing his father would disapprove of?

Enter Felicity, Monty's little sister. Wicked smart and with a cutting tongue to match, she's the opposite of Monty in every way. She looks forward to the museum trips, to the scientific lectures, to the operas and the landscapes. Too bad she's a woman, and so she's not invited. Felicity loathes it, and she also loathes how Monty is so obviously unwilling to take advantage of his privilege in every way it's denied her. Felicity wants to study and to become a doctor, and she would welcome the offer to learn how to run the estates. Instead, soon she'll be shipped off to a school of good manners for young ladies, where at most she'll learn to curtsy.

Enter Percy, Monty's best friend and crush. He's the biracial son of an English member of the gentry, grudgingly accepted into the family when his father dies. He has all the things Monty doesn't have – and that he's in love with: sensitivity, artistic sense (he's a violinist and, as Monty himself notes with delight, the kind of person who loves Italian opera and can recognize an aria by its first verse), and height.

What I found most interesting about Percy is that he is actually what moves the plot along. At first, the book looks like it'll be about a hedonistic journey through Europe; but a revelation about Percy spins it in an entirely different direction – one that also challenges Monty to overcome his selfish tendencies.

I am dying to tell you what Percy's deal is because damn, I was delighted and surprised, but I can't take that away from you. Just know that it was very satisfying to see how his main problem wasn't directly linked to his race, although he does get shit for it sometimes. His relationship with Monty is the sweetest thing, but it doesn't lack thorns (read: drama), mostly because Monty is pretty clueless and it often borders on insensitive. For example, Monty always defends Percy when someone is a racist ass to him (yay!) but he doesn't see why Percy doesn't just say something witty and rude to every lord who insults him (less yay) and thinks there's really no problem, Percy is just a little darker than most, so? Which, bless him, is a very simple thing to think, and definitely not the truth. But he's also so pathetically sorry when Percy snaps at him for it, I can't really hate him.

"I could say something to your uncle."

"No."

"Why not? If he won't listen to you-"

"I know you think you're being helpful when you say things like that, and when you defend me, and I appreciate it, I really do, but please, don't. I don't need you to stand up for me – I can do that."

"But you don't-"

"You're right, sometimes I don't, because I'm not the light-skinned son of an earl so I haven't the luxury of talking back to everyone who speaks ill of me. But I don't need you to rescue me."

"I'm sorry." It comes out soft and meek, like the bleat of a lamb.

I made a very undignified noise when I first read this. Actually I just did it again.

I found the book wonderful in how it blends serious moments, scenes that tugs at the reader's heartstrings, and witty banter. On the serious side, Monty is an alcoholic, suffers from panic attacks, and although he flaunts a charming and flippant persona, he's actually consumed by self-loathing and an atavistic fear of his father. At first, it can look like Monty self-sabotaged or defied his father by getting himself kicked out of Eton, but then we learn the truth: he was kicked out because of his relationship with another boy. His relationship with Felicity is a frustrating affair where both give the worst of themselves. Monty, as mentioned, is incapable of seeing how privileged he is and how much Felicity is put down in her ambitions just because she's a woman; but Felicity has absorbed a lot of how their father treats Monty, it's hard to see her treating him like he's worthless and stupid. Every time it seems like they might get along, one or both of them revert back to old patterns, and you're just there wishing you could smack their heads together and tell them, Now love each other properly!

Then there are the moments when Monty remembers he's in love with Percy, and has the gall to get all mushy and pathetically in love like this:

"[Percy] reaches out, almost as though he can't help himself, and puts his thumb to my jawline. The tips of his fingers brush the hollow of my throat, and I feel the touch so deep I half expect that when he moves, I'll be left with an imprint there, as though I am a thing fashioned from clay in a potter's hand."

And then there's the witty banter. Everywhere. Witty banter for days. Oscar Wilde would be proud, and I'm so so happy. There's witty banter to seduce:

"She smiles, then flicks open the ivory fan hanging from her wrist and begins to work it up and down. The breeze flutters the single ringlet trailing down the back of that neck of hers that swans would envy. I have been mentally patting myself on the head for keeping my eyes on her face the whole time we've been speaking, but then the bastards betray me suddenly and dive straight down the front of her dress.

I think for a moment she may not have noticed, but then her mouth twists up and I know she's seen. But instead of slapping me or calling me a boor and storming off, she says, "My lord, would you like to see..." Telling pause. Eyelash flutter. "More or Versailles?"

"You know, I believe that I would. Though I'm short a guide."

"Perhaps you'll allow me."

"But this party seemed to be just picking up speed. I'd hate to drag you away."

"Life is filled with sacrifices."

"Am I a sacrifice?"

"One I'm happy to make."

Witty banter when Monty shows how much of a dunce he is, and how much he cannot spy on people properly:

"Helena stopped awfully short when she realized I was listening."

"Well, you were being rude."

"I wasn't being rude!"

"You were eavesdropping."

"No eaves were dropped, I was just standing about. It's their fault they weren't speaking softer."

There's witty banter almost every time he utters a word with Percy. Or utters a word, period.

"How is it that we've landed the only bear-leader for hire who's entirely opposed to the true purpose of the Tour?"

"Which is... remind me."

"Strong spirits and loose women."

"Sounds instead like it's going to be weak wine with dinner and handling yourself in your bedroom after."

"No shame in that. If the Good Lord didn't want men to play with themselves, we'd have hooks for hands. [...] Hold on, are you keen on all this cultural thing?"

"I'm not... not keen." And then he gives me a smile that I think is supposed to be apologetic but instead looks very, very keen.

"No, no, no, you have to be on my side about this! Lockwood is tyranny and oppression and all that! Don't be seduced away by his promises of poetry and symphonies and – Dear Lord, am I to be subjected to music for the entirety of out Tour?"

"Absolutely you will. And the only thing you will hate more than listening to Lockwood's selected music will be listening to me talk about said music. Sometimes I'll walk to Lockwood about music and you will hate it. You're going to have to listen to me and Lockwood using words like atonal and chromatic scale and cadenza."

"Et tu?"

Honestly, what are you even waiting for. Go buy it right now!

#the gentleman's guide to vice and virtue #lgbt books #lgbt characters #historical fiction #women authors #mackenzi lee #review #queer lit

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lauraramargosian · 6 years ago

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LOVELOUD 2019: Positive Celebrity review! Oh, the emotions, performance, and survivors!

LOVELOUD 2019 POSITIVE CELEBRITY RATING: 10/10 HIGHLY RECOMMEND EVEN IF YOU TRAVEL!

LOVELOUD 2019 not only attracted music lovers, but it was also an excellent way to help raise money for all charities benefiting LGBTQ communities.

In fact, each of the artists took time out of their to spread nothing less than a joy to every soul in the sold-out event.

Dan Reynolds took the stage to welcome all early arrivals to the festival he founded

“It’s not because our LGBTQ youth are broken,” Reynolds shared and pleaded that those who identify as LGBTQ youth “not take your life from us.”

Kesha: Rich, White, Straight Men belongs in a movie!

“We need you. We need every one of you. Your life is always worth living, always. There’s cool things that happen. Things get better.”

Truthfully, Utah has a lot of political control and while it might be difficult to digest, the Mormon church absolutely disagrees with those who have LGBTQ intentions. As far as to kick their own children out of their homes.

Leaving them homeless because they are “sinners,” and other man-made precepts that are not only harmful to one’s self-esteem but false.

“It has to do… with man-made precepts that are just false — that you can tell your neighbor how to live and who to love.”

Further, LOVELOUD was created to help, it’s an event to say “hey we got you.” And sometimes, blood will never be as supportive as your fellow LGBTQ friends and supportive talent.

Matt Easton also attended the event and never imagined he would be up on that stage inspiring other people after he bravely came out during his valedictorian speech at Brigham Young University.

In case you didn’t know, Brigham Young University is owned by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Easton shared his coming out story and how many friends he had who thought of suicide as an option because they were told often “you are not normal.”

Of equal importance, this year LOVELOUD 2019 festival is celebrating their third year of success.

It has always been less about the lineup and more about the cause to help all those that identify as LGBTTQQIAAP (lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, transsexual, queer, questioning, intersex, asexual, ally, pansexual).

Imagine Dragons singer Dan Reynolds opened up about the ultimate goal.

“The goal is to destigmatize, and in order to destigmatize something, we talk about it, we talk about it, we talk about it. We educate,” Reynolds told the Daily Herald in a red carpet interview before the festival. “I hope that it’s started to penetrate the culture a little bit.”

The singer was accompanied by a pianist, finished the festival with a sincere acoustic set including a few Imagine Dragons hits, an “I’ll Walk With You” duet with Tyler Glenn of Neon Trees and “Stand By Me.”

Kesha Sebert was the headliner for the event, joined by Elias Millan and her amazing dancers were on point.

Setting quite the energetic set singing songs including Tik Tok, Praying and Your Love is My Drug.

With that in mind, Kesha shared that LOVELOUD was important to her because of how she views the LGBTQ community and their well-being.

“It’s something I feel so strongly about,” further she stressed how important it is to love yourself for who you are and never listen to people who put you down in life.

In fact, Kesha even broke down during some of her general conversation with the crowd.

“I just want to encourage everybody here to not only love yourselves but love the person next to you and love the people around you,” Kesha told the audience. “You do not know what they’re going through. You do not know what they’ve been through.”

Kesha headlined the event, performing an energetic set featuring songs like “Tik Tok,” “Praying” and “Your Love is My Drug.” The singer said LOVELOUD was an important gig for her “because it’s something I feel so strongly about.”

Further, she even gave us the opportunity to strip while singing “Take It Off.” Our shirt landed right by her, picking it up she finished the song with it dangling off her guitarist’s gear!

One of her memorable performances was “Praying.”

Many know, Kesha stood up for what she felt was right after being violated in many ways. Most importantly, it seems this is Kesha’s anthem to that piece of crap (yea, we said it, Gotwald is a piece of crap).

The tears she sheds each time she sings that song (this is Positive Celebrity’s 2nd time seeing her perform LIVE) is emotional, you feel with her not for her and if you can relate it’s even more intense.

Throughout the start of LOVELOUD, many artists took the stage with their own stories including Glenn, AJR, Tegan and Sara, Daya, K.Flay, PVRIS, Laura Jane Grace, Paul Cardall, VINCINT, Parson James and former Brigham Young University Cosmo mascot Charlie Bird with former BYU Cougarettes.

Beyond those attending, other high profile celebrities chimed in including P!nk, Kristin Chenoweth, Ellen DeGeneres, Portia de Rossi, Brendon Urie of Panic! at the Disco, Jared Leto of 30 Seconds to Mars and some of Netflix’s “Queer Eye” cast also recorded short video messages that were shown at the festival between sets.

Kalen Allen told the Daily Herald how “amazingly excited he felt to host at LOVELOUD 2019.

“These are things, opportunities that I never would have thought I would have been able to have because of my sexuality, and so the fact that I am surpassing anything that I would have ever dreamed of, I just want to be an example to these kids that dreams do come true.”

He also shared how he felt the event has “opened some minds.”

“We’re coming at it with love, and so people feel OK to ask questions and explore it,” Glenn said. “I came out as gay in 2014 and personally left the LDS faith a few years ago, and I think from then to now, I’ve seen massive strides in taking down walls, and I think that’s what it’s about.”

With that in mind, we can’t forget the other organizations in town that have been doing their best for longer than LOVELOUD festival.

Yup, that’s my shirt hanging on their guitar. Haha. Excellent performance for “Take it Off!”

Positive Celebrity Exclusive: Colton Tran drops new short Cruella!

“Between Encircle and LOVELOUD and all the other organizations in town that have been at it much longer, the compassion has grown, and I think that the community has evolved,” Barbara Young said. “It’s really fun now because you’re seeing people who get it and you’re seeing hearts grow and now you get to just enjoy in all the love and acceptance that’s going on.”

In fact, they have achieved zero mortalities since it began.

“Encircle, since it’s started a couple of years ago, they’ve had no suicides of any of the kids that have come to Encircle, so super powerful,” Steve Young stated, body language spoke volumes as his eyes welled up with emotion.

Encircle in Utah is dedicated to leaving this world better than they left it with one goal.

“To Bring The Family And Community Together To Enable Our LGBTQ+ Youth To Thrive.”

The mission state itself is powerful.

“Encircle seeks to deepen and enrich the conversation among communities of faith and LGBTQ+ people. By teaching individuals to love themselves and empowering families, Encircle helps cultivate an environment where LGBTQ+ individuals can thrive. Our programs and services meet people wherever they are in their lives with cultural competency and sensitivity, using community partnerships, best practices, and innovative techniques.”

Most importantly, you can volunteer to make an even bigger impact, you never know who you are going to meet and become a big part of their life.

On their official website, you can check out services, friendship circles, programs, therapy, resources, our resources, their community calendar, locations including Provo, Salt Lake City, and Saint George.

Kesha gives a strong and emotional performance and speech!

If you don’t have enough time, do considering donating. The smallest amount can make a huge difference.

However, a simple Facebook share can go a VERY long way.

There are some great life-changing programs, one that stuck out for PCG is their Friendship Circles which provide opportunities for individuals to get together grouped by gender identity/sexual orientation and/or age to find a community of people going through the same things.

The talent on their line-up was beyond words.

K. Flay opened up with such energy even though it was so hot on that stage. She performed “Sister,” which was released prior to revealing her relationship with fellow performer Miya Folick.

It’s never easy to come out to family and friends as it is, can you imagine coming out to a complete world where the spotlight is always on you?

Imagine Dragons sang “Believer,” which is also the title of Reynolds documentary regarding the Mormon church and their attempts of treating LGBTQ youth. In fact, its the protest anthem, talent love singing this song with their emotion.

Truly, it has to be one of the best songs to sing at festivals. This one is all truth.

Tegan and Sara sang “BWU,” and it truly made us all stand up and dance, celebrating everyone who was there for who they were, not only did they sing amazing, their stage presence was on the spot, with light comedic teasing.

Daya sang “Insomnia”

The song dropped in the 2000s and talks about clubbing and forgetting your ex. The beat makes for a great crowd-pleaser.

Kesha sang “Rainbow”

The gorgeous lady just changed her hair from blonde to brunette. As a matter of fact, she looks fantastic and truly got the crowd singing, jumping and feeling that very emotion she felt on stage.

She even gave out bracelets that were triggered during her performance and the whole crowd lit up.

It only took one word for Kesha to describe everyone at LOVELOUD 2019.

“Beautiful.”

Rainbow was made for her LGBTQ fans and talks about life being hard but at the end of the trials in your life, there will surely be a rainbow.

PVRIS sang“No Mercy”

Headbanging was strong during PVRIS “No Mercy.” There wasn’t a mosh pit but there were people dancing in circles and having fun. It was literally PLUR for a hard-rock track.

Isn’t it amazing that the environment truly changes the effect of the song on those at LOVELOUD versus at a headline rock concert?

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We stand corrected: if you’re going to headbang to one song at LOVELOUD, it’s “No Mercy.” This hard-rock track from the pop-rock outfit is guaranteed to get at least one moshpit going.

Laura Jane Grace & The Devouring Mothers sang“Apocalypse Now (& Later)”

What’s better than a fun upbeat song about having those blissful moments with the person you love, even if the world around you is crumbling to the ground.

LOVELOUD 2019 was one of the biggest shows since its birth and we are completely proud of those who showed up and stood up for what the believe, “just love.”

We interviewed Jaden Holly who opened up about his past with the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

He shared his thoughts on compassion and the lack of it during the time of his life where he was active in the Mormon faith.

“I wouldn’t have been able to feel the compassion I’m feeling right now had I been active. During my time being active in the church, it was always “wrong,” and my parents didn’t help. Adding to the whole topic of gay marriage and other topics that truly don’t make sense. Even with the straight evidence supporting the church and its false doctrine, they continue to think it’s a “sin,” and people should be saved (maybe through therapy, you know pray the gay away).

LOVELOUD brought a lot to light and I’m thankful I can feel and love endlessly now without a fogged view of the world.

Love who you want to love, be with who you want to be with, stand proud and remember who you are because you are perfect.

Everyone here looks happy and I’m happy and it’s been fun.”

Honestly, Holly’s opinion was nothing less than the truth. It has been fun and sometimes we feel so judged and held back from the world.

It’s hard to know that there are still people who don’t live their life and experience the world because of judgment, recommendations, and other false misconceptions.

Unfortunately, Salt Lake City, Utah loves to attend church on Sundays and then harass those who were celebrating pride month.

Saddening, don’t you think? Oh, and let’s not forget hypocritical.

Most importantly, it doesn’t matter what “God,” you believe in or what you follow in life. You should always treat all people with love and respect.

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What’s the use in hate, rejecting your children and basically f*cking some of us up to the point where heavy therapy and healing is needed?

The world can be a dark place but LOVELOUD 2019, it’s sponsors and those who have devoted their lives to helping those who have been affected…

That right there… is the reason we all fight for what’s right.

Did you attend the festival?

Positive Celebrity News handed a select few cards so be sure to stay tuned for the full photo album and Spectacles by Snapchat videos in HD!

Let us know what you thought and felt throughout the day in the comments below.

Dan Reynolds announces star-studded LOVELOUD Festival lineup

Made a new friend? Shout them out? Want to tell a celebrity something, post a comment, you never know who might be lurking.

Lastly, here’s a huge shoutout to the whole LOVELOUD team, you guys did amazing and we cannot wait to return next year.

Honestly, Kesha and others who are interested should always be considered as they make the show even more powerful.

LOVELOUD is meant to grow, inspire and create a community and so far, they’ve done nothing less than help people all over the world.

Inspiring, it’s exactly what the world needs, more love.

Great line-up, great time and great new friends!

Stay tuned, each day we will be updating each talents album! Feel free to let us know if you’d like to use any of these images for your own stories!

Blessed be

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Girlfriend protector, agent Im Nayeon — 2YEON

Title: Girlfriend protector, agent Im Nayeon Pairing: 2YEON [Im Nayeon/Yoo Jeongyeon] Fandom: TWICE Genre: Romance, drama, fluff Summary: Nayeon and Jeongyeon both work as waitresses in a coffee shop. The two are already dating, and can’t get enough of each other. All is good, until a customer provokes a certain conversation to come up. Word count: 4500+ Rating: T A/N: Excuse the grammar mistakes, I am not a native english speaker.

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It was one of those days you just hated as a waitress. It was hot outside, causing a lot of people to have taken place at the terrace, asking for a drink or for some food. People were either loving the warming sun outside or enjoying the cool airconditioner inside. Either way, the whole coffee shop was full of people who wanted a drink, preferrably as soon as possible by a cute waitress. Im Nayeon knew all about it. Even after having worked here for two years at least, she still didn't understand why people for God's sake wanted to go to a damned coffee shop if it was 35 degrees outside? To her, the pleasure that coffee brought could only be fully enjoyed in the middle of the winter, after you come home from a long walk that would leave your fingers numb. The coffee'd melt your insides and return the feeling to your frozen limps. How could people enjoy coffee well if the temperature was this high? Sure, they sold iced coffee as well and other beverages, but to Nayeon, it wasn't the same as Jihyo's well prepared damping hot coffee. Nothing was better than that. But she didn't complain, oh no. She was a shiftrunner, for God's sake, she needed to act professional and keep smiling. Give a good example for the younger employees. Only recently they had hired three new high schoolers, Dahyun, Chaeyoung and Tzuyu. All were only just learning the craft and sometimes had a lot of trouble getting through busy days like these. Nayeon was used to them now, but she had never liked them. There was not a good thing about it. Yeah, the money, the tips they got, but that didn't make up for the dozen whiny customers asking fore more ice in their iced tea. Suddenly, she felt two arms around her waist from behind. Another body — a taller body — was pressed up against hers. Nayeon let out a surprised gasp. Oh well, when she said there wasn't a good thing about it... There was always Jeongyeon. "Good morning, ma'am," the younger girl whispered in her year. Nayeon turned around in her arms and pretended to hit her. Jeongyeon ducked and protected her face with her hands. Nayeon rolled her eyes. "Don't do that around customers," she said, while letting her eyes quickly go over the restaurant to look if someone had seen them. Jeongyeon and her cheesy games. The brunette stood up straight again, grinning. "Didn't you love back hugs, unnie?" she asked innocentely. Nayeon lifted her head again to give her a stern look, and Jeongyeon flinched. Nayeon rolled her eyes, mostly because she had been adressed as 'unnie'. It had been a while since Jeongyeon had called her that way and really meant it. Nowadays the brunette only called her that to tease her because she was 'old'. "Not from you," she responded. Nayeon stack out her tongue and Jeongyeon pretended to be hurt by pouting. A chuckle left the other girl's lips as she admired Jeongyeon's natural cuteness. Jeongyeon and Nayeon had met exactly one year ago. Back then Jeongyeon had applied for a job in their kitchen. Besides coffee, the coffee shop also provided freshly baked goods, like cupcakes, waffles and cookies. On a good day, there were also selfmade candies. Nayeon had already been a waitress, but not a shiftrunner yet. Their first meeting had been uncomfertable and stiff, a simple handshake. In fact, Nayeon at first hadn't even liked Jeongyeon. The whole staff had seemed to be so smitten with the new girl; Momo wasn't able to be swatted away from her side anymore. Their boss, Jihyo, had also expressed her fondness with the ever-brightly brunette, complimenting her on her ever so bright behaviour. Sana and Mina often went home with her to catch up after work. Nayeon was the only one who hadn't liked her at first. She had never been fond of people who were as energetic as Jeongyeon was. But over time, she had started to appreciate the other girl. She might be loud as hell, but she was caring too. She made sure everybody's skirt was covering enough skin and always called Sana out on it — whose skirt, probably intentionally, seemed to creep up until a point where it was almost inappropriate. She was friendly, and gave everyone leftovers or pieces of her failed bakings. Jeongyeon was always the one leaving the restaurant the last and was the first one to show up in the morning. Even Nayeon had to admit that she was a person one couldn't just ignore and had to admire. Jeongyeon had showed interest in her since the beginning, even when Nayeon acted rather coldly. She was always trying to be friendly, perhaps a little more than with the other staff members, now that Nayeon thought of it. They had started to hang out more, but never with their collegues. Jeongyeon seemed to seperate her from the rest, always asking her to see a movie or play video games at her place when the others didn't seem to be able to come or just weren't invited. At first, it had been a little awkward, but Nayeon found herself liking it more and more. She noticed that she preferred Jeongyeon to be hers and only hers. She didn't want the other collegues to come because she wanted to feel special. Sometimes it seemed that Jeongyeon only treated her that way, but then Momo came along and Jeongyeon acted just as clingy with Momo as she was with her. Their one-on-one meet-ups made Nayeon forget all of that. It was on one of those little play dates where their first kiss had happened. They hadn't even drank alcohol or whatever. It had just been a quiet night watching the drama they had started together; Descendants of the Sun. They had laid on the couch together, enjoying each other's presence. Nayeon couldn't exactly remember how they had gotten on the subject of boyfriends and girlfriends, but the tension had risen. Only lateron Nayeon had realised that she had liked Jeongyeon all that time already, which was probably the reason why she hadn't broke off the kiss when Jeongyeon closed in. All that time she had thought that she wasn't special; but after the kiss, she realized she had been wrong all that time. It had been a thrilling experience. Nayeon had never kissed a girl before, nor had really thought about the concept sexuality. It all started to make sense though. Why she hadn't been in a relationship for many years, because she 'couldn't find the right guy'. Turned out that her Prince Charming had to be a Princess Charming to make it work. And it worked. Jeongyeon and Nayeon started to date. Secretely, yes, but it didn't take them a long time to come out for it. Nayeon was open minded and was quickly done with hiding once she had discovered that she liked girls. It had taken Jeongyeon a longer time to come out of the closet, but she had already been openly bisexual when she started working at the coffee shop. The other staff had reacted positively, even Nayeon's homophobic mother reacted better than she had been able to expect. They're still in a relationship right now. And even though Nayeon loved Jeongyeon with all her heart; it was rather bothering to get so distracted by her girlfriend during work. Now that Jeongyeon was a waitress too, it was hard enough to concentrate already. Even though they overall agreed that Nayeon was the fashionista, she couldn't help but to admire how good Jeongyeon's buttocks looked in tight dark blue jeans and how well her figures came out when she wore her white blouse. "Earth to Nayeon! That lady over there wants to pay!" Dahyun's voice woke her up from her thoughts. She blinked a few times fastly and looked over at the rookie waitress. She had her hair neatly in a ponytail, leaving the coloured strands of hair a little less visible. Nayeon thought it was a bit unprofessional, but she had to remind herself that the girl was still 18. She had also wanted to dye her hair crazy colours when she was 18. And not to forget, it looked really nice. "Oh, yes, of course," she muttered, before walking off. Her cheeks had flushed a little bit. Even though she and Jeongyeon were open about their relationship, it was still a bit emberassing to be caught staring at your girlfriend's ass. She quickly walked over to the lady and took care of the money. Afterwards, she helped the woman next to her, who wanted to order another iced coffee and a cupcake. Nayeon wrote it down and got inside to hand it over to Jihyo and Momo. The two baristas ran through the bar like their life depended on it, walking over to the coffee machine to set some coffee only to walk back to the other side to tap off some iced coffee. There were open jars of small marshmellows, sugar packages and little spoons, caramel sauce spilled over the working tables and coffee stains everywhere. It was chaos. But then again, they had never had such a day in a while. Jihyo took the note from Nayeon's hand and hung it up next to the other notes she had brought in the last quarter. "Chaeyoung, one cupcake please!" Jihyo yelled to small opening in the wall into the kitchen. Her voice was so loud that some people nearby looked up to see what's up. Chaeyoung's head popped up and she muttered a quick 'yes'. "Nayeon, the order for table 50 is almost ready, just wait a second," Momo said, while she took two coffee cups and placed them on a tray. She took the cacao powder and sprenkled some over the cups, before she ran off again to get spoons and whatever there was still missing. Nayeon never paid that much attention to the preparation; that was mostly Jihyo's job. She leaned against the counter, watching how Momo and Jihyo made the coffee, how Chaeyoung was decorating the cupcakes in the kitchen. That girl had some talent when it came to decorating, Nayeon thought, at the moment she felt two slender arms wrap around her waist, again. With a small yelp she let her noteblock fall on the ground. She heard a smirk. Jeongyeon. She turned around and placed her hands angrily on her hips, trying to act as if she wasn't actually very flustered with Jeongyeon's affection. Her girlfriend just grinned widely and pretended to know nothing. Nayeon huffed and pushed her away, but Jeongyeon came right back at her, this time throwing her arms around Nayeon's neck and pulling her closer. Her breath got caught in her throat when they were only inches apart. Jeongyeon knew better than to kiss her in public, but she sture made it really tempting. "Can you stop doing that?" Jihyo asked annoyedly, while she was preparing a large plate of cupcakes. She didn't even look up, but Nayeon noticed their boss was quite irritated. Jeongyeon rolled her eyes and let her arms fall by her side again. "As if it was so serious. I just hugged her," she said. Nayeon clicked dissaprovingly with her tongue, giving the brunette a warning look. You didn't want to cross Jihyo if she was mad. Their boss looked up and pushed a strand of dark red hair behind her ear. "No, indeed, but I know what you did in your break yesterday, and I'm not pleased about that," she shot back. "So I no longer want you and Nayeon to take breaks together." Nayeon's eyes widened in horror when she heard Jihyo's words. Her cheeks turned a dark shade of red. Jeongyeon, on the other hand, waved with her hand to show how little Jihyo's comment impact made on her. Nayeon opened her mouth to say something, but couldn't get anything out that mattered, except a small moan. "It was one time!" she said maladroit. Jihyo muttered something, which sounded a lot like a curseword, and turned back to her cupcakes. "Who wants to have sex on the toilet anyway? Where's the romance in that?" she mumbled. "Anyway, my decision has been made. You and Sana will now take breaks together and Jeongyeon and Momo. I don't want my employees fucking during work time." Jeongyeon and Momo high fived each other. "It was one time!" Nayeon repeated, this time a little louder. She covered her face with her hands and sighed deeply. She felt a familiar had on her shoulder. Nayeon didn't shake it off, but she was still mad. Jeongyeon defenitely didn't earn the trophee of 'best girlfriend' right now. "It was one time, but it was sure good," she heard her girlfriend say. A hard slap against her arm was the result, an annoyed look of Jihyo. At the moment Nayeon wanted to start bickering with Jeongyeon, Momo cleared her throat. "Your tray's ready, Nayeon. Table 50," Momo said. Nayeon shot Jeongyeon a we're-not-done-yet-look and took the tray on her right hand. She started walking towards the table. Jeongyeon got the plate of cupcakes for table 48 from Jihyo, walking after Nayeon. Nayeon smiled at the costumers of table 50 when she arrived. "A caramel iced coffee?" she asked. One of the girls raised her hand, and Nayeon placed it in front of her. She also gave out the two other coffee's, the waffle and two cupcakes. Afterwards, she quickly asked if they still needed something. All of them shook their heads, and Nayeon walked off again. She noticed how Jeongyeon had waited for her to walk back to the bar, since she had already delivered the plate with cupcakes. Nayeon shot her a little smile and joined her girlfriend on the way back, already a little less mad. "Yah, oppa! Can I get another refill?" Nayeon looked up, startled by the sudden hard voice and looked around. A customer — a woman late in her teens — had risen from her seat, lifting her emtpy coffee cup in the air. She looked into her direction, but not directly into Nayeon's eyes. She followed the woman's gaze and noticed she was actually looking at Jeongyeon instead. Oppa? Nayeon noticed how her girlfriend shifted uncomfertably; she had heard it too. The always cheeky smile had fadedvoff her face and it had gotten a serious expression; a hurted look appeared in her eyes. Annoyance started to rise in Nayeon's chest, and she held out her arm to stop Jeongyeon from walking over to the rude customer to give her a refill, as she commanded. She was going to deal with this. Nayeon put up a tight smile as she walked over towards the woman. Now that one of the employees was at her table, she sat down again, almost smitten. The other girl at the table had hidden her face out of embarassement. Nayeon bowed a bit foreward so she wouldn't have to talk loudly. "Excuse me, ma'am, but my collegue is a girl and if you want a refill, I propose you treat her as one," she said. Her nice tone had completely dissapeared from her voice, so did the brightness in her eyes. She looked at the woman coldly, almost hatefully, her voice had dropped low and a little bit threatening. The woman blinked a few times with her eyes and Nayeon wasn't sure if she was surprised about Nayeon's posture or the fact that Jeongyeon was actually a girl. Then, her eyebrows frowned together and she stubbornly placed her empty cup in front of Nayeon. A grin appeared on her face. She laughed, even. "She sure looks like an oppa then," she smirked. Nayeon's eyes widened when she heard the rudeness — or stupidity — of the woman. She cleared her throat roughly, trying to look for the right cursewords to throw at her. "She's not an-" she started, but her words got cut of by Jeongyeon, who pushed her roughly aside. Nayeon let out an angry 'Hey!'. "It's fine," the brunette mumbled to her, giving her an oddly timid look, almost pleading her to stop. Nayeon crossed her arms in front if her chest and looked at her girlfriend with a passive stubborn look. Oh, how much she wanted to explain to that woman that Jeongyeon was a girl, her girl and she wouldn't even care about being polite anymore. It had happened before that Jeongyeon was called an oppa and Nayeon could get so protective and mad about something like that. She couldn't understand why people thought it was funny to call her that, while she obviously was a girl. She had never seen her as a boy, even though her clothing style wasn't exactly too feminine too. She had always been a girl and will always be a girl and she really hated the people who made her feel like her identity wasn't valid. She understood why Jeongyeon wanted to handle it herself, but she was also mad at her for that. She brushed it off like it was nothing, even though Nayeon knew it hurted her a lot, and pretending you were fine didn't fool her alert gaze. She wanted to take some sort of revenge for her, because she didn't do anything about it. She always joked it off, saying she could indeed dress somewhat more feminine towards the customers who had insulted her. Nayeon couldn't agree on that, but there was little she could do when Jeongyeon started pleading with those big brown puppy eyes. So she huffed once more, spun around on her heels and stormed back. She didn't even respond at Momo who told her another tray was ready for table 43 and directly walked towards the employees room. It was a small room backstage, behind the kitchen where the staff could put their bags and other stuff and take their breaks. Nayeon got here too when she wanted to escape the restaurant a little bit. Sometimes it got too much. When she got too stressed or too angry, the took five minutes for herself, and calmed down. But at the moment, five minutes were probably not enough. After a few moments, the door opened. Nayeon looked up — worried that it'd be Jihyo — and saw Jeongyeon's head peek through. She sighed and shook her head for a moment. The brunette stepped in, almost guilty, and immediately walked over Nayeon. She seemed unsure what to do. Nayeon sensed she wanted to hug, but she defenitely didn't feel like it. She was angry with her, angry with that woman and angry with herself that she didn't do anything to protect Jeongyeon. And she wasn't scared to tell her so. "This is the third time, Jeongyeon," she scolded. She saw the other girl look down, ashamed. Nayeon went on nevertheless, not in the mood to spare her right now. "You let her walk over you like that, you almost gave her her right!" "She's a customer," Jeongyeon mumbled. Nayeon let out an annoyed moan. "So? Fuck it! It was rude and hurtful that she called you a boy. It was mean and she abused her power, knowing we as waitresses should always be nice and kind to customers like her!" Nayeon raged, using her hands furiously to idicate how much she meant it and how angry she was. Jeongyeon looked away, almost rolling her eyes. "What am I supposed to do then? Call her out on it like you did? We'd get in trouble with Jihyo," she said. "She's a client anyway and that she made a joke about my hair is something I can endure." "It wasn't just your hair and you knew it, Jeongyeon," Nayeon said. "I saw your face. She hurt you!" Jeongyeon looked away again and sighed, not being able to think of a good argument to prove Nayeon wrong. The comment had hurted but Jeongyeon wasn't the person to act all sad because of that. She had shrugged it off, apologized to the woman and filled her cup again. Afterwards, she just cleared her mind, forcing herself not to think of it anymore. It was cute the way Nayeon stood up for her, but she also felt like she was not pleasing her enough for standing up herself too. "So? I can handle it," she mumbled softly. Nayeon growned. "So?" she imitated childish in a voice that was way too high for hers. "So you need to fucking stand up for yourself! I won't let her call you a damned boy. You just shrugged it off like it wasn't hurtful! If no one is going to say something to that woman, she'll call you 'oppa' the next time she comes here again, thinking it's acceptable because she got her cup refilled anyway! I hate it that she's just able to do that." Nayeon breated loudly, was almost panting after her little speech. Jeongyeon was speechless, mostly because she already knew how her girlfriend felt and she shared her emotions, but just couldn't get herself to act upon then. It wasn't as easy for her as it was for Nayeon. The blackhead was tense and had gritted her teeth upon each other. Her angry gaze had softened a little, had almost grown sad. "It hurts you.." she repeated again, her voice smaller this time. It was soft, a little bit squeeky. Because it hadn't just hurt Jeongyeon, but Nayeon had also felt her heart ache when the comment was made. She was hurted knowing that Jeongyeon was hurted too. And she hated it that her girlfriend was hurt and she couldn't do anything about it. She wanted to protect her, to avenge her, to make her feel okay again. Nayeon looked down, not being able to look at the brunette anymore without breaking down in tears. She blinked a few times fast, trying to blink them away. After a few deep breaths, the urge to cry started to fade, but she knew that if she went on with talking, she'd sure burst out in tears. Jeongyeon caught her hand in hers and slowly carassed the back with her thumb. Nayeon kept looking down and took deep breaths to steady herself. She was a little bit shaky. Eventually, the brunette took her into a hug. Hugs with Jeongyeon were the best. She was the perfect height; Nayeon could lay her head upon her shoulder without having to reach down or look up. Her arms fit perfectly around her waist. Nayeon closed her eyes and buried her face deeper in the crook of Jeongyeon's neck. She breathed in the deep, wood-ish scent of her parfume and pressed her body even closer. Jeongyeon placed her hand upon her lower back. "I can't stand it that she hurted you," Nayeon whispered. "I know..." Jeongyeon whispered, while rubbing her back. "I know, jagi~." Nayeon exhaled slowly. Her body relaxed already a little bit, but she still couldn't lay herself down by the fact that Jeongyeon had been hurt and she wasn't able to do something. Okay, maybe she was a bit over reacting and incredibly protective, but she wanted her girlfriend to be happy. She couldn't stand it that some woman just had the authority to call her 'oppa' like that and get away with it. Nayeon knew Jeongyeon could handle a nasty comment and she believed her when she told her it didn't matter much, but that doesn't make up for it. Even if it only hurts a little bit, Nayeon wouldn't agree to just let it slide like that. She bit her lip and hugged the brunette a little tighter. Jeongyeon pressed a kiss upon her head. "You mean well, Nayeon-unnie, but you get a little extreme sometimes," Jeongyeon added jokily after a couple of minutes. "Are you okay again?" Nayeon sniffed and shrugged, letting Jeongyeon go. She looked up and pouted. "It shouldn't be about me!" she said. Jeongyeon grinned — she was glad to see that grin again — and shrugged for a moment. "I'm not the one crying," she laughed. Nayeon quickly whiped off her somewhat wettened eyes and gave her a punch. Jeongyeon just let her punch her, though did rub her arm afterwards, and chuckled. "I wasn't crying!" Nayeon complained. Jeongyeon wiggled her eyebrows and pulled her closer by her waist. Nayeon placed her hands upon her chest to block her a bit, but it was all in vain; she was already willingly stepping closer. Jeongyeon gave her a peck on her cheek, but didn't bow back. She stayed close and moved her mouth to Nayeon's ear. "It was really cute the way you stood up for me like that," she whispered. Her warm breath tickled Nayeon's skin. Goosbumps ran over her body, starting in her neck. Her breath got caught in her throat. Eventually she was able to let it out shakily. She pushed Jeongyeon back a bit, pouting again. The other girl looked at her smugly, knowing what she was doing to her girlfriend. Nayeon draped her arms over Jeongyeon's shoulders, let her fingers curl around the base of her hair. "Shut up, you," Nayeon sighed, before pulling her closer and issing her. Jeongyeon willingly bowed foreward and kissed her back, letting her hands rest on Nayeon's hips. Their lips had only touched for a few seconds when the door to the employee room smashed open. "You two can come out now. Jihyo has set the woman who insulted Jeongyeon here out of the restaurant," Sana's voice sounded. The two looked up quickly. The kiss ended too soon, to Nayeon's liking, but she had to admit that this wasn't the right time to get it on. The restaurant was crowded with people and now that Nayoen and Jeongyeon had hidden themselves in the employees room for ten minutes already, they had two important waitresses missing. Sana couldn't handle it alone. Dahyun and Tzuyu were probably panicking now. Jeongyeon grabbed Nayeon's hand and gave it a slight pinch. The blackhead looked up and smiled towards the taller girl. "Let's go then," she said. Sana rolled her eyes and signed they should follow her. As expected, the bar was full of filled trays that needed to be brought immediately to tables. Jihyo gave them an angry look when the three waitresses came back. "Jeongyeon, Sana, the left tray to table 15 please and the other to 40. Hurry, the coffee is getting cold, you rascals," she said annoyedly. Jeongyeon gave Nayeon one least look, before grabbing the tray and walking off quickly. Nayeon wanted to get the third tray, which Momo had just finished filling. She had already lifted it upon her hand when Jihyo shook her head. "No, Nayeon, you stay here for a moment," she said. Nayeon blinked confusedly, but let the tray slide of her hand again, back onto the bar. She cocked her head a little to the left, like a lost puppy. Jihyo didn't look up from her work, and neither seemed to mind that Momo was here too and probably listening along. "I appreciate it that you take care of Jeongyeon like that, but please, Nayeon, just call me the next time. I'm the manager, I can set her out. You don't need to harass her first for that. I set her out, because Tzuyu came to tell me what had happened. I don't appreciate it that customers talk to my employees like that. We need to treat them with respect but they should be respectful towards us too. So next time you tend to loose your temper for your girlfriend, come to me and I'll handle it," Jihyo said strictly, still not looking in her direction. She just went on with preparing trays. Nayeon couldn't help but to smile though. Jihyo was often busy and sometimes a bit cranky because of that, but she was an amazing manager. She had helped her countless of times and today was one of those times. Jihyo really had a big heart when it came down to it. It even seemed a bit motherly sometimes. "Thank you," she said smiling. Jihyo's ever so busy hands stopped for a moment, and she looked up. A big smile appeared on hers too. She didn't need to say anything for Nayeon to understand her. Jihyo let out a short sigh, before she finally pushed a tray full of iced coffees in her direction. "Now get your lazy ass to work, this one needs to go to table 6," she said. Nayeon chuckled and took the tray on her hand. "Yes, ma'am," she said, before walking off. For the rest of the day, there was always a faint smile upon her face.

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