#ahhhhhhhhh is definitely the word for it

[xtinyslip]

"i'm not entirely sure that he used to like anyone. except himself, of course but yes. i… i wasn't well and for a time we were all living together and the property wasn't all that spacious either. i'm taking it day at a time but yes, me and my father have never gotten on as well as we do right now." it really was a matter of taking it a day at a time but the progress that was being made was good. no, it didn't erase the past but if they could find a way to be at peace with one and other then she owed it to herself to try. "i'm here, most likely making a complete fool out of myself but i'm here. does that not say it all?" didn't that say it all? because if it was anyone else and they'd try to given her the cold shoulder, she probably wouldn't have remotely cared enough to stop them. with him, it had always been different. "if we could be just friends it may be easier, i could give you that but better? i don't know what about that sounds better." if she was being completely honest. of course, she wanted to be his friend but she also wanted to be everything. she didn't want to stop at just being his friend. no. "i'm around." offering a slight smile. she hadn't been but if she'd walked in here before today. well, she didn't feel like her best self as it was right now but she wouldn't want him to have seen the state of her before now. "yes," nodding. perhaps, that made her crazy but wasn't that what love was supposed to do anyway? fuck it. it was the truth. "to have more time with you? yes, i would without hesitation." definitely.

"don't tell me this apartment of yours upstairs is a bachelor pad 2.0?" a mild tease. "it makes me selfish to say that i'm glad… you really scared the hell out of me. i've really missed you." cecilia honestly thought that he had been gone and that this time there was no returning. she thought she'd lost him permanently and the hurt that caused hadn't gotten easier as time went by. in fact, it was just as unbearable now as it had been that night. "hm," she nodded. "the cecilia you always got to see, i'm allowing certain others to see too." she wasn't going to pretend that she was magically fixed, that she was this completely better person. it was unrealistic and a total fucking lie but she was trying. "we soon came to the realisation that whether we held onto it, whether we didn't move on… we were still together. we always found a way back to each other so, what was the point?" what was the point in letting the past be their future? if they were bound together as tightly as they were regardless? she was so used to speaking for people, she didn't want to speak for him but she was trying to speak based on what she had known then. considering he couldn't remember. "frodo," why wasn't she expecting anything else? she smiled slightly, still focusing on their hands. "i can say sincerely now that i would like that." considering she hadn't been much of a dog person before, or much of an anything person before. if they were honest.

her heart was pounding and she didn't know whether it was from excitement or nerves, maybe it was a mixture of both. he hadn't asked her to leave, if anything, it felt like she was stepping further into his life by seeing his apartment. all she knew was that she didn't think she could let go of his hand. it didn't seem possible. it was like the trauma was playing the worst kind of trick, waiting till the second that those doors closed to kick into action. she didn't even realise she was trembling, something else took over her body when she was like this. he thought he knew how bad it was but he didn't, he didn't remember how awful it had been this most recent time. seeing how hard he'd fought to escape to get back to her, feeling how cold his body had been, how cooper had literally had to physically pull her off him. if cooper hadn't been there, that door would have sealed shut leaving her in there with him, they'd have both been dead but still, strangely she didn't doubt that they wouldn't have found their way to this very moment. somehow, she knew they would have. "it's not. it's not okay. you, i," still glancing to the corner where his body would have been if they were actually in that room. "i don't give a flying fuck about me, nothing can ever happen to you. not again." that was true. it was the hand on her face that seemed to ground her, it gave her a chance to manage her breathing. get it somewhat under control. deep breathes. it centered her, realising that he was there, that he was so close to her. when he kissed her she couldn't help but let out a groan, feeling their joined hands above her head, using her free hand to cup around the back of his head and pull him in closer and keep him there. the moment he fully embraced her, the trembling stopped, she no longer felt ice cold but warm, hot even. her mouth crashing against his in the same messy, desperate kiss. @fcdcdmcmories

"THAT SOUNDS.. I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY. HE NEVER LIKED ME. PRETTY SURE HE WOULD HAVE EVENTUALLY PLANNED MY EARLY DEMISE, IF.. WHAT HAPPENED HADN'T HAPPENED. and now, you mean to tell me that there's a world out there where.. he likes me? and above all, where he has finally realised how lucky he is to have you?" that seemed unlikely and yet, deep down, he knew that she wasn't lying. how? well.. he didn't - not technically, anyways, but.. in his heart of hearts, he knew that he would have been able to tell when she was lying. this? WAS NOT IT. "oh, does it, now? maybe you should tell me more?" wanting to draw the attention away from him, because right now, he was having a hard time remembering why it was that he had been so damn determined to make sure that he stayed away from her. wasn't he? "no. it doesn't. and maybe.. maybe everything would be BETTER if we could be just friends, but i-" he didn't think that he could ever look at her and think of her as just a friend. it was why it had pushed away every single thought of her in the past and had tried to move on and to brush all of it to the side, because he knew that he could NEVER. there was far too much history with the two of them and always would be. how could one go from looking at someone and seeing their entire world to just considering them a friend? THAT WAS IMPOSSIBLE. "i think she just needs you around. that's all. i mean, you.. you're family. laney's done her best with her, yeah, but.. GABI MISSES YOU, I'M PRETTY SURE." she wasn't the only one.. was she? right now, he found himself staring at her and staring back at their hands and then back again, because.. right now, he didn't know half of what he was doing. "even knowing how it ended? how.. maybe it's always doomed to end? you would?" because he was finding that maybe.. he would too. right?

yeah. maybe. just maybe. "you're different to me, too. you always have been. HELL, I.. I TRIED. I REALLY TRIED. BUT I COULD NEVER LOOK AT ANYONE ELSE THE SAME WAY. forgetting you is not as easy as i was hoping that it would be, you know?" there was nothing easy about it. she was underneath his skin, she was in his heart and she was in his head. there was no changing any of it. was it? shaking his head. "nah. more.. yourself. the cecilia you only let come out every now and then back in the day? it's like you're.. her now. that you're free to be yourself." was that the case? had he gotten it right? maybe and right now, that wasn't even the strangest thing about it all. that? it was the fact that apparently, he had forgotten.. something. "so i.. let go of it all? of the past? we.. we moved on from all that?" maybe it was the night getting to him and the effect she had on him, but.. no, he hadn't thought that was possibly. any of it. until now, when it had all CHANGED. "you.. you really have changed. more than i had been expecting. i mean, huh.. i have one too. his name's frodo. he's upstairs, so.. you'll probably meet him. lame name, i know, but.. huh, gabi picked it. he's more her dog than anything, but.. yeah." why was he so damn nervous? right now, he could feel his heart pounding against his chest, as he glanced over at her. god, he wanted to- no. he was only doing this, so... people would stop staring, they could talk in peace and then, she'd leave and he'd go back to his life. right? why did it feel as if it was so much more than that now? he did not let go of her hand. he couldn't. right? it was how he noticed the change - as soon as the doors closed. was she.. trembling? "cecilia? what's wrong? you? hey.. it's okay. WE'RE SAFE HERE. I'M HERE, OKAY? YOU'RE.. TALK TO ME?" he was frozen for a second there, as the elevator came to a stop. frozen, because his mind jumped to her remembering what it had been like in that room and he didn't want that. for her. never, right? he moved forward, placing a hand against her cheek. "it's okay. i'm here. nothing will happen to you while i'm here. it's.." it's us. you and me. it was only then that he realised how close they were. when he heard her words? that was all it took. with a grunt, he moved forward, pressing her against the wall of the elevator and lifting their joined hands against the wall, as he crashed his lips to her own in DESPERATE KISS. / @xtinyslip

[bunji-enthusiast]

Listen hear me out I got this crazy idea, okay so all the smiling critter have a scent right? Imagine our fluffy boy dogday using his vanilla scent to calm the reader doing when their panicking or upset, as he cuddles them to the best of his ability. Just the thought of it is making me die of happiness, how has nobody written something similar. Ahhhhhhhhh, im dieing for someone to. also I love your first they are absolutely amazing, and thank you for writing for our dogday!

Note || happy to contribute in writing for the goodest boy, also headcanons cause I’m tired asf. 🫶

Sypnosis || Your dear friend always finds a way to calm you down!

DogDay always kept a particularly close eye on those who he holds dear very close to his heart, so if you are ever stressed or generally upset about something, he would notice quite easily. 

He would rub your back to soothe you, ease you back into a sense of normalcy. DogDay then would offer to give you a hug, and if that didn’t work he’d cuddle you absolutely to the best of his abilities. Always reassuring you with a few words here and there so you could also feel grounded. 

Then the sunny dog had an idea, one of the best ones he had in a while. Why not use his own scent, but times it by two? DogDay could have an easier time of calming you down that way. He emitted the vanilla scent, as predisposed in his description given along with his plush form, DogDay’s scent was calming–reassuring you.

Once he knew this worked, he had done it numerous other times when you were stressed or upset. It had definitely improved you, boosting your mood and in turn helping you in learning how to cope with your emotional output easier.

[binsito]

Kitty, what're your thots on pervy stepbro!skz? Cause just thinking about it has me going woozi (hehe)

AHHHHHHHHH (those are my thots)

cw: stepcest!!!!!!! dni if uncomfortable, i warned you. proceed with caution,

slight voyeurism/exhibitionism (or mentions of it), mentions of drinking, masturbation, dirty fantasies involving the reader, sex and oral sex (or suggestive scenarios involving it), slightttt noncon situations due to pervertedness, mentions of assplay, cum, all characters are adults who's parents got married later on in their lives (thought i'd clarify just in case). i think i hit the major ones, pls lmk if i missed anything super important

okay bye

bangchan: he is soo sweet. he's incredibly helpful around the house, always offering to clean the dishes after dinner. your mom absolutely loves him. he's perfect, minus his one dirty little habit of asking you to help with the chores. it's not like he needs the help, he just gets a little excited when he sees you bend down to pick something up or go through the laundry because he gets a peek of your pretty thong.

'two of us get things done quicker' he usually says, and of course you don't mind helping him, he's fun to talk to and you also have to carry some of your own weight if you're going to keep living with your mom while attending college.

'i'll treat you for helpin' out' but what he really wants to say is he'll fuck you up against the laundry room's door. couldn't you get the hint? his cock was always rock hard around you, it was painfully obvious. couldn't you hear him through the walls fisting himself while you were both home alone? he didn't care to be quiet at all and he knew you were just choosing to be oblivious.

he was so good! why couldn't you just reward him? he mows the lawn, cooks if he has to, throws out the trash. the least you could do was give your sweet stepbrother your mouth to use around his cock after a long day of hardwork around the house!

and he hates the way you're licking the ice cream he got you for helping. hates the way you look at him and giggle because he knows you know what you're doing to him.

minho: he was bored out of his mind at the wedding reception for your parents. at least his dad was happy for once.

he glanced over and watched you order a drink from the bar, sipping it as you looked towards him. he quickly looked away and chuckled to himself, hoping you didn't notice how his eyes trailed down as he checked you out in your pretty dress. would it be disrespectful to put moves on his new stepsister?

he could ask you to dance, right?

he made his way over to you and leaned against the bar, smiling towards you.

"could i have the pleasure of dancing with you?"

you giggled at him and waved him off, explaining to him that you were to shy to dance.

"well then let's go somewhere private where no one can see us?"

the implications of his words made you flustered. this was your step brother now. did he mean his words in that sense or were you reading into it too much?

(he definitely meant his words suggestively.)

his eyes basically undressing you as you swallowed thickly. he could take you to the family restroom and no one would even know the two of you were missing.

he could easily slip past the huge blend of both families and fuck you outside behind all the cars.

he could make you hold his cum the whole night until your parents went their separate way to their honeymoon together. you could have the whole house to yourselves, fuck on every surface imaginable and no one would ever have a clue.

changbin: he's normally shy, very respectful. very gym oriented - going as far as setting up all his equipment in the garage with your dad's permission. you were interested in his work out routine, asking him if you could join him one day.

he didn't know why that made him so flustered, sputtering while he talked to you and letting you know it was perfectly fine that you used his stuff and joined him. you were surprised how disciplined he was, how heavy he could lift. he was trying hard to keep his composure, trying hard to push down the thoughts he was having of you spotting him.

the idea of you basically straddling his head while he benched was making him see stars. or what if he had you bench press? what if he was the one straddling your head, having you look up at him and see how his cock protruded from his gym shorts, the obvious outline giving away how hard he was.

what if he had you do russian deadlifts, coming up behind you to help with your form, cock brushing up against your ass while he tried explaining how to position yourself properly.

all changbin wanted to do was hold you open over him while he laid on the bench, licking at your cunt eagerly. all he wanted was to take you from behind while you tried to finish doing cable tricep pushdowns.

keyword on tried because he wanted to make sure he'd leave you dumb enough to even forget what number set you were even on.

hyunjin: hyunjin started to catch feelings well after your parents got married, you two just clicked, friendship quickly burning into something so much more.

but he knew you probably wouldn't feel the same, would probably be grossed out by him if he told you he loved you. he didn't want to ruin the family dynamic so he kept his feelings harbored deep within himself.

but his heart absolutely shattered when you brought another boy home, begging him to not tell your mom because you weren't sure if she'd approve of him.

all his hope of maybe one day confessing to you was thrown out the window. did he read you wrong? he could've sworn that maybe there was something there..

and he couldn't sleep that night, tossing and turning as he heard you through the walls, giggling with that other guy and hushing him. warning him that although your parents weren't home - hyunjin was.

but the hushes and scolding did nothing because hyunjin could still hear everything clearly. how you kissed him sloppily, how the bed shifted when he climbed on top of you, how you gasped out when he pressed his cock inside of you.

hyunjin closed his eyes tightly and to save himself from his misery, he pretended it was him between your legs, his hand reaching down to touch himself as he listened in on the both of you. he pretended it was his name that you were chanting. he took note of the pitches of your moans, how they got higher when you were about to cum, how breathy and incoherent you became.

he would do anything to see how your face twisted with pleasure.

at least he could pretend to be the one to bring you to your peak whenever he heard you through the walls.

jisung: living with jisung was definitely something to get used to. unfortunately with the sudden growth of your new family, there was not enough space for both of you to get your own room. you'd be sharing a space until your parents found an adequate place.

jisung didn't mind but you clearly did. having to share the en suite bathroom in the mornings was a challenge.

why did he have to take so long in the damn bathroom?

"jisung! c'mon i'm gonna be late, can't you please hurry up!?"

he always managed to beat you to the bathroon, always waking up early to start his day.

what you didn't know is he was taking care of his aching cock in the shower, fisting himself to the image of you sleeping soundly. he had gotten bold lately, picking the sheets carefully off your body to get a peek at your body, tugging your sleeping shorts to the side to reveal your panties, moving them aside to finally be met with your cunt.

how was it so wet?

could he give it a lick?

he didn't want to be caught.

rubbing himself through his shorts until he couldn't take it anymore, rushing to the bathroom to chase his release.

felix: he knew he shouldn't but he just couldn't help it.

watching you from his bedroom window inconspicuously as you tanned by the pool in your backyard. you looked so pretty, so unaware that he was jerking himself to the sight of you in a skimpy bathing suit. that dumb bikini top leaving little to the imagination, it wasn't your fault you didn't want annoying tan lines. he watched intently as you turned face down in the lounge chair, reaching behind you to untie the straps of your bikini top so they wouldn't leave a pesky mark. you were basically naked, your tits were basically on display for him, couldn't you just sit up and show him? flash him really quickly so he could finish in his hand?

it was torture - having to watch you from afar when he wanted to be down there with you. would you quickly cover up if he were to go join you? or would you barely acknowledge him and continue to enjoy the sun? would you ask him to reapply sunscreen on you? would you let his hands wander, trailing down to your ass to massage them? would you protest if he pulled your thong down or would you let him play with your ass a little?

he wanted you bad.

spurting cum all over himself and making a mess as he let out a loud groan, it must've been loud enough for you to hear and look up from your spot, making eye contact with him through his blinds.

goddammit.

seungmin: your mom wouldn't let you go out to that dumb frat party unless seungmin tagged along and drove you there.

you agreed because you didn't want to lose the opportunity to go talk to that football player you had the hots for.

seungmin thought it was funny, watching you fix your makeup one last time in his car's mirror. there was nothing to fix, you looked perfect in his humble opinion.

he knew you wanted to go to this party because of that guy, he wasn't fond of him at all. you were too good for him and in all honesty, seungmin wanted you for himself.

he wanted you to be his but it was complicated given the fact that your mom was married to his dad.

his advances didn't go unnoticed when he laid his hand on your inner thigh as he drove. impulse thoughts racing through his mind - what if he just turned around right now and took you in his backseat? he wanted to make you forget about that stupid jock.

"minnie?" snapping him out of his thoughts at a red light.

"you're quiet." you choose to say instead of bringing attention to the obvious hand on your thigh

"sorry, just thinking about the one hundred ways i could fuck you and how it would be so much better than that guy you're pining after." he speaks up, driving towards a turn lane to make a u-turn.

jeongin: he always thought you were pretty.

he had seen you around campus but was always too shy to approach you. how would he even start a conversation with you. when his mom told him she had found someone new, he was excited for her but the last thing he ever expected was for the 'someone' to be your father.

you, the girl he so helplessly daydreamed of was soon to be part of his family.

he didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse.

could he push down all the thoughts he's had of you or would he fail miserably. how was he ever supposed to tell you he liked you now?

when your families decided to spend the holidays together, he knew he was going to struggle. cock hard in his slacks as he watched you reapply some lip gloss that had gotten wiped as you drank wine and talked to people.

he felt hopeless.

he decided that socializing would be too much for him in this state of mind so he snuck upstairs, finding his way into your room.

there was a picture of you on your vanity, a pretty bow adorning your hair as you smiled widely. jeongin wanted to make you smile like that, wanted to tell you how gorgeous he thought you were but soon his thoughts became dirty, imagining how he wanted you to smear your lip gloss all over his shaft, peppering his cock with delicate kisses.

he shoved a hand into his pants and pulled his cock out, stroking it gently as he grabbed the photo with his free hand.

fuck, you were perfect to him.. the prettiest girl he had ever seen.

his brain became foggy, only thinking about you and you only as he pumped himself-

"jeongin?" you stood at your door, he nearly jumps out of skin, pathetically cumming all over your photo, face burning hot as he looks over at you.

oh fuck, how was he ever going to live this down? how would he even explain this predicament?

please refrain from reposting, modifying, translating, copying or stealing my work. - © binsito

[vcill]

❥⁠ When they cum

Lucifer:

Lucifer would definitely talk you through things in the bedroom, want to cum? Ask him first. Feels good? Of course it does since he's the one doing it.

When gets close, he starts to really tease you. Asking if you really deserve his cum or if you've been good enough for it.

You know how his eyes kinda glow or how the room seems to darken whenever he's mad? I feel like that would happen but not because he's mad or anything, but because he's about to release all he's got into you.

Would start growl and the fangs he has will start to bruise and break the skin on you neck.

When he does cum, he thrusts into you HARD. So much so where you're bending in half. (But in a good way lolz)

Degrades you while he does. Calling you a pathetic human who's only use is for his cum.

Will creampie you, if not, would cum on your face and force you to clean yourself up all while he sits back and watches while he slowly jerks himself off. If you miss a spot, he'll come on you again and force you to clean up a bigger mess.

In other words, luci is a very very nasty boy.

Mammon:

This is the avatar of greed. What would you expect?

Favorite position would have to be mating press when he cums, either that or he's fucking your face.

When he gets close, he rambles on about how he's gonna fill you up and make you feel so full, how no other demon could do it better then him.

Gets very possessive, will repeat "mine" over and over and will make you tell him that you belong to him too.

When he finishes, he's loud and mumbles your name over and over. Will get high off of the orgasm, tell me he won't.

But don't think you're done. Baby boy loves overstimulation and will continue once he's done.

Depending on how long you go, by the time he's done you will be covered with demon cum.

Licks all of it off happily and makes eye contact wit you while he does it.

I highly believe he and Lucifer often go on threesomes together, cause they r both nasty asf when they going at it. 🤧

Leviathan:

So you know how in hentai whenever the girls cum they go: AHHHHHHHHH

Like that but more Levi.

The three eldest just have something in common with each other. They don't shut up.

Would say he can't believe this is happening to him and that you let him defile you like this.

Feel free to disagree, but I believe his favorite position is doggy. You can be under his gaming desk and he'll thrust into you from below it. Or get a blowjob, your choice tbh.

When he gets close, he gets REALLY lewd he pretty much drunk off the sex. Boy would tell you also his dirtiest secrets and desires.

Cums a whole lot;would beg you to let him take a picture afterwards to save for later.

He loves thigh fucking!! Don't tell me anything different. Thick, small, he loves it all.

If he gets to come between them, he would lick it off which leads to him eating you out/give you a bj.

Satan:

Will go two ways with this one.

He can be really sweet and gentle and praise you every step of the way.

Or fuck you like you're not even a living being.

Really depends on his mood tbh.

If he's sweet Satan candy, he'll be soft and gentle, when gets ready to cum.

Would be like Lucifer and growl while letting out airy breaths.

Does a mix of praise and degradation.

Tells you you're nothing but a filthy cumdump but will say he'll gladly clean up all the messes inside/on you.

Prefers to cum on your stomach or in your mouth, he just really loves seeing it drip out and run everywhere.

I know a lot of fics write it differently, but I believe instead of fucking you roughly, he'll sit back and watch.

Would force you to touch and play with yourself, either with toys or just your hands.

Slowly jerks off while glaring at you, whoever he's mad at he just imagines them watching while he fucks you better then they can.

Cums on the floor and makes you crawl and lick it up.

Satan pet play cannon! 🤭

Asmodeus:

The Avatar of Lust.

Ok this finna be a REALLL nasty one so buckle up.

If you're giving him a bj, he'll cum on your face and rubs in claiming it's great moisturizer. (Knowing him, it probably will.)

Or if he's fucking, would pull out and cum on your back and trace patterns in it.

Asmo just really loves playing with cum.

If you ride him, he'll tease and play with you in every spit possible, when he gets close he gets Soo whiny and start dirty talking like crazy.

Chants your name over and over when he does, most likely brings you to your end too.

Loves recording videos of you guys fucking, whether or not he posts them is up to you.

In the videos it's you moaning loudly while you hear him in the background, telling everyone how lewd you really are and the things you do when the camera isn't on you.

Occasionally, Satan will join the both of you, (I believe those two r the closest with each other) both degrade you like crazy and covers you in their cum.

At dinner they often whisper new things to do to you, with you on the other side blushing like crazy while the others are oblivious.

Beezlebub:

100% has a breeding/size kink.

Favorite position is prob full nelson or the siren.

Either way he has a grasp on you SOMEHOW.

Would be in the mix of gentle and rough, might ram into you and take it slow and steady the next.

Praise king, do not tell me anything different.

Constantly tells you how good you feel/look like while cumming into you. Loves watching it drip out like a cream puff or jelly donut. Satisfies his hunger in the quickest way.

If not in you, then on your thighs. He loves them since they look like little breads rolls and are soft like them. The warm feeling and softness makes go crazy.

Pants like a dog in heat when he's close, def would like your neck or face a few times, doesn't matter if it has food on it or not.

When he cums, he lets out a growl/roar and pulls you close to him while he finishes.

May or may not have made you something with his cum in it and watches you it. Totally didn't.

But if you do find out and don't mind, throat fucking becomes wayyy more common cause he loves watching you eat his cum.

Belphegor:

Handjobs are probably his favorite.

(didn't hear this from me, but I can see him having a hand kink.

Watches you while you jerk of his cock and compliments how pretty your hands look while doing so.

Breathy and whiny moans come from him as he holds your other hand and demands you to go faster.

Believe it or not, this would be a super intimate moment.

He cums with a series of whispered curses and squeezes your hand. Licks your hand and makes you watch as he does so.

Favorite position is reversed cowgirl/ side spoon. Anything that doesn't require him to much work is perfect for him.

Cums on your ass mostly, doesn't really like to cum inside unless he's feeling really possessive or too lazy to pull out.

When you beg him to cum inside, his only words for you are needy/filthy. Tell you to clean up your own mess while he finishes.

[lemon-muncher]

Yooo, its Aly. I have a request for you .

Can you do Sub!Bakugo and Sub!Kirishima getting pegged/ fucked by GN! OR Male!Reader it can be separate or a threesome does not matter to me <3!

TY, AstonomicalAlyy 💫.

Hehehehe😈

I saw this and got super excited. I'm gonna do this one in the style of a headcanon post cause I wanna do both Kirishima and Bakugou separate and together. Anyways, enjoy! Oh, I tried to keep this as gender neutral as possible...

Katsuki Bakugou

-One word: Slut

-Katsuki Bakugou is an absolute slut for anal play. It confuses you, and him. Something so vulnerable with his head strong personality just mix ... and you suck it up ;]

-Despite stating he's the dominant one in the relationship, he's very submissive when being fucked. He's a sucker for good old fashion doggy style. He wants you fast and deep inside of him, rearranging his guts in all the best ways.

-Starts off with heavy groans (he's trying to hold on to his dignity) by the time you replace your fingers with your cock, those groans turn into high pitched screams. Sometimes you think he's chanting in an ancient language from his incoherent whines

-If you're feeling generous or just want to hear his pretty crys and don't feel like gaging him, he will somehow get his spit everywhere. You can't tell me when he's fucked out of his mind that he doesn't drool. (Definitely inspired you to dress him up as a dog... you pervert;] ) Yeah, there's always huge pools of saliva left on your sheets afterwards

-I know I call you guys perverts but HIM?!?!?! He is the kinkiest mofo, besides Denki Kaminari, to exist. He's definitely had fantasy of you fucking him stupid infront of Midoriya to prove he has you all to himself. Yeah... you've probably thought of it to

Eijiro Kirishima

-Resident good boy

-He's a big guy, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to be treated like he's made of glass. Such a pretty pillow prince

-Needs to be soft dommed. You would probably have to take up the role of a service dom because as a sub, Ei is just kinda useless... He's sensitive, so after an orgasm or two his body and brain have no energy.

-Prefers to be fucked slow but hard and deep. Even though he's practically unbreakable due to his quirk, a few deep thrusts into him and he feels like you reached his throat. He wants to break from the feeling.

-A fan of being able to look at you while having sex. He finds it more romantic:>

-His moans.... AHHHHHHHHH they're so pretty. His moans come from the bottom of his throat, they're long and sultry. Just hearing them makes you throb a little.

-Definitely the type to be a silent screamer when you finally hit his prostate head on. His head falls to the pillows under his head and his large hands reach out to hold on to you. Has definitely accidentally activated his quirk from this at least once.

-Call him a good boy. He thrives off of praise inside and outside of the bedroom. He needs to know he's doing a good job, he'll cry without it....

Katsuki + Eijiro

-A worshiper and a brat..... oh boy

-Bless your soul for having to deal with them. You have to be a service dom and a brat tamer at the same time. It's exhausting but it's worth it to see your boys satisfied.

-They both are attention whores, they want you to look at them and only one of them. Eijiro turns into a brat and Katsuki...he just gets worse. Eijiro will start to act out so you can shift your attention towards him, even if for a second. Katsuki becomes a nuisance, he'll rile you up around his friends only to ignore you the second you decide to indulge into his games.

-Most if the time, you usually end up having Eijirou in a full nelson, his feet close to his head as you pound into him. He'll be gaged as punishment for acting out. Edge him for hours and when you think he's had enough, immediately go into overestimating him. Milk him of 3 or 4 orgasms. He wants you to stop but also to keep going. He just wants to feel you.

-As you edge/overstim Ei, Katsuki will be restrained to your bed post with a sounding rod in his cock. He is also gaged but can hear and see everything. You leave him there to watch the two people he care about satisfy each other without him. It definitely turns him on but makes him lonely as well. Once Eijiro is too fucked up to comprehend anything, you move to Katsuki.

-The second you unchain him, he'll start sobbing, telling you how sorry he is for misbehaving. After a stern look, he'll think of every way to praise you. His mind will probably go to trying to suck you off but you have other plans.

-Put him in a headlock and fuck the shit out of him! Be as rough as you want. Pull his hair, force your finger down his throat, smack him like a common whore. He loves it. His eyes will roll to the back of his head in no time and drool will fall from his lips.

-He thanks you..... HE THANKS YOU LIKE A GOD ....I love it

- After a few rounds, Katsuki will collapse next to Eijiro, both of them having sheepish grins on their fucked out faces. All you can do is stare in exhaustion at the sight. It really is beautiful

Yes....just yes

[sweetsimp]

Dark Photographs || Obey Me x Reader -- Part One [Lucifer]

TW!!! Please read the warnings before proceeding.

A/N: HELLOOOOO sorry for the delay, ive been super busy with all of these classes, I havent been able to work on dark photographs. I WAS IN SIX COLLEGE CLASSES AHHHHHHHHHH also haha what if i opened up my tips..................... would you guys.... wanna... um... 

ANYWAY I ALSO FINISHED RAINCOODEEEEE I FINISHED IT AND IT WAS AMAZING and if you dont know what that is uhhhhhhhhhh GO FIND OUT AHHHHHHHHH i might also write raincode stuff.................

also sorry?? for taking so long?? Ive been trying to get used to this move and i finally pushed myself to stop putting this off, but I WAS WRITING IT IN A SEPERATE APP CAUSE TUMBLR KEPT NOT SAVING MY WORK and then it just pasted as one whole paragraph and fixing it was the only proofreading that i did (clown honk) 

Warnings: dark themes, kidnapping, threats, angst, angst, angst, assault, use of dr*gs, fighting, mention of not-alive, etc.

EXTRA WARNING this shit made me cry WHILE I WAS WRITING IT proceed at your own RISk

-- word count for imagine: 2257 (give or take a few maybe)                                                 

Lucifer

Sometimes he had his moments where he got on your nerves. 

You get into an argument but he always makes it up to you.He'd always find a way to get under your skin, especially with the fact that he was basically the embodiment of Pride and the dictionary definition of a workaholic. He could spend hours trapped in his office, surrounded by mountain piles of paperwork, but only minutes with you. 

The problem was, he seemed perfectly content with that, and it bothered you.

Now, you were kidnapped and had no way of knowing how he actually cared about you and especially in the ways that mattered most. It secretly tortured him that you could've died thinking that you were the least important thing in his life. 

Was that his fault? Was he to blame? 

He almost found it humorous how much he had been torturing himself, especially because he always had full confidence that he would solve the issue no problem, and everything would go back to the way it was. He forgot how fragile humans were until now. Of course, anyone that wasn't Lucifer seemed almost fragile in comparison to the Avatar of Pride, but you were a whole different thing. 

You were his human. 

It wasn't a lie when he said he was confident he would find you, but what he didn't know was if it'd be too late or not. He didn’t know what to do. 

Were you devoured immediately or tortured? If you had been alive still, why hadn't you summoned him? What was he going to say once he found you? 

The fire let out a loud crackle noise, interrupting his thoughts. He stopped in his tracks and sat down for a moment while resting his head on his hands with his elbows propped on his desk. He closed his eyes as small strands of hair tickled his skin and fell in front of his face. Shadows danced around the room to hide from the fire's burning light. 

Why didn't they tell anyone where they were going? Why didn't they ask anyone to accompany them? The most likely possibilities had been work or shopping. They wouldn't go with any random demon that asked them to follow their lead, and especially if no one he trusted was with them. Why were they alone? 

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Lucifer lifted his head immediately. "Come in."

Mammon hesitantly walked in, dipping his head in first before pulling the rest of his body into the room to face his older brother. It was strange to see his predictable behavior get washed away in a matter of seconds, but it was a relief for Lucifer that he had one less thing to worry about. 

Mammon's otherwise mischievous tone and behavior dissipated even when he spoke. "We confirmed that uh… the human was workin' right before they disappeared. Thought ya might wanna-" Lucifer didn't let Mammon finish, standing up immediately to grab his coat and make a beeline for the door. "Are the others already investigating?"

Mammon nodded. 

It was strange how much fear could affect even demons, especially because of the effect you truly had on them. It could've been possible that they were equally as afraid of what Lucifer would do if he lost you. It would've destroyed him, and they knew that the façade he would put up wouldn't be able to convince his brothers otherwise. 

"Where?"

Mammon didn't hesitate to give Lucifer a slip of paper with the details, which Lucifer had basically ripped out of his younger brother's hand. Without saying another word, the Avatar of Pride dragged his brother out the door and let go once it had closed and locked immediately. Lucifer wouldn't have cared if Mammon went or stayed. All that mattered to him was finding you. Maybe he spent too long looking at your room or thinking too hard about your whereabouts alone in his office, creating a pattern in the floor with his constant pacing. 

Either way, his vision seemed to have cut in and out with anger and worry-- but before he knew it, he was already there. 

He was going to find you. 

"This was found in the trash," Beelzebub spoke, handing over a ripped up picture that had been pieced back together. "There's two different traces on here. One of them is MC, but…"

"I know where to go." Lucifer spoke, "I'll deal with it. Just gather the others."

"Are you sure-"

With just the power of his glare alone, Beelzebub stopped mid-sentence and just nodded.

 --------------------------------------------------

Click! Click! 

"Before you go, I want to try and take as many photos as possible." The photographer spoke, "I could make millions with even just one photo. I can't imagine how rich and powerful I'll be with a hundred of them."

The photographer put his camera down again for what felt like the millionth time. The soft clanking noise made you feel only a small drop of relief, but it also filled you with dread because of what would follow after: More adjusting. Brighter lights. Different music. More clicking. More adjusting. Dimmer lights. 

Silence. 

It was nauseating, but none of it came even close to what that monster did to keep you under his control. It felt disgusting. Demoralizing. 

What was the point in fighting? Why were you trying to hard to think of the words, when this was a deserved ending for a sad, pathetic human? 

The anger and sadness had been building up with no possible way to get out, and you would die before it ever would. It would die with all of the other feelings you kept inside. The other truths you tried so hard to protect-- from the others and even yourself. Maybe they werent truths at all, just things you tortured yourself with that you believed so hard to be the truth that anything else seemed almost absurd and unrealistic. It gave you a false sense of hope that there was any chance of redemption for all the things that made you feel sick inside.

When the anger, the sadness, and the guilt proved to be too much, it made the tears fall faster than you could have ever expected.

Click! Click! Click!

"Oh my god! That's absolutely perfect. You're an amazing model." The photographer breathed, "If Lucifer and the others weren't a problem, I could sit here for all of eternity taking these beautiful shots of your purity. Your soul. It's too hard to resist. Human emotions are so complicated, aren't they? You must feel so awful about yourself."

Click! 

"So pathetic."

Click!

"Worthless."

Click!

"But it's deserved and you must know that, but I mean…" The demon said in a hushed, soothing voice. "It's not like anyone will ever get to understand how you feel. You'll die before then. Alone."

He just kept talking. You wanted him to stop.

"Lucifer probably makes you feel worthless, huh? Like you don't matter. I get it. He's so obsessed with his paperwork, isn't he?  Never makes time for anyone or anything else. You're just more work." The demon spoke, "I'll bet he's taking his sweet time finding you cause he doesn't want the wait the next few decades waiting for your timer to run out. Anything else is just for the sake of Diavolo's dream."

He paused, looking at the photos before speaking again. "I know them better than you think you know them. Demons are malicious and deceiving, and anything they show you is to give you a sense of security. The truth is, you're nothing more than just a sad, weak, human."

Please stop.

"All you want is Lucifer's touch, right? You're addicted to it. That's why you can't leave. He waves his demon charm at you. One magic trick and you fall in love all over again. You eat up his dominance and power over you because it makes you feel even more special that he's one of the most powerful demons here and he chose you."

Make it stop. 

"And all of that makes you feel just a little less awful about yourself for being the only human who can't be trusted by themself. It makes you feel better about yourself, with this fake illusion of power that you have over these people who never needed you. Even after your time runs out, they won't care."

Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop. Please stop.

"There we go," He hummed in a sick and twisted kind of satisfaction. "That's what real emotion looks like. That's the hundredth picture. That's how easy it is to break a human. I can see it in your eyes." 

Cli-

Actually, no. There had been no click this time.

You couldn't blink away the tears fast enough to find the source of the loud, shattering noise and the sounds of metal clashing against the ground in pieces with pieces of glass scattered amongst the scraps. A flash of black and red made the photographer disappear. 

You heard a familiar voice behind you with the sound of someone being slammed against the wall. 

"There's a reason why demons like you are at the bottom." Lucifer snarled. 

His voice sent shivers down your spine. There had been so much pain buried deep under his own rage. 

"It's because you're all so incredibly humiliating. Did you honestly think you could get away with this?" Lucifer let out a low chuckle. "After you're imprisoned for the rest of eternity, I promise I'll make it even more unbearable than the things that keep you up at night."

BAM!

You winced, not wanting to know the source of that noise. A gentle gust of air pushed your locks of hair forward, making it sway and fall back into place right before he undid your binds and pulled you to him in one single motion. He didn't hesitate.

"I love you." He spoke, "Please forgive me, my dear. I was… I was so incredibly worried about you. I took too long to come to your side."

It was all too much. You didn't know when you started to cry, but it all came rushing out. There was no possibility of stopping. There was no chance of hiding the pain anymore once his warmth filled in the cracks that the photographer had almost permanently left you with before his inevitable demise. 

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You sobbed, "I tried so hard. I just want you to be happy, but I can't do anything. I'm a human. I'm just another responsibility and you deserve so much more than that-"

Lucifer took your chin gently but quickly, clashing his lips against yours in a desperate and passionate way to prove just how much you meant to him. He knew that he couldn't heal all of your wounds as quickly as he would've hoped, but he would give up everything he had just to try. 

He held you close, wrapping his arms tenderly around your waist. Despite how soft he was with you, he held you in a way that made you feel like he was never going to let go. He loved you more than anything, and his comforting presence alone made the photographer's words meaningless. 

Lucifer wasn't just the Avatar of Pride when he was with you. He was just Lucifer. He was just someone who put his walls up high around everybody but you. He was someone who melted under your touch, even if he pretended to only be one of the most powerful demons in the devildom in front of others. You saw the soft side of him that he had kept hidden for centuries. 

He pulled away, resting his head on your shoulder. "It doesn't matter to me that you're human. You're perfect to me. You did everything right, MC. I don't want you to ever have a single thought in your mind that any of this is your fault, or that you feel guilty about a burden on my shoulders that never existed at all. You're the only person I've felt this strongly about, MC. I mean that." He spoke, "You're good enough for me, even if you may not always feel that way. There's no one else in this entire universe that could ever come close to how I feel about you. You're what I think about after a long day of work. I think of you when I wake up. I think of you during the day, when I'm working. I'm confident I'll prove that to you, MC. You deserve all of that and more."

"Let's go away for a while, okay?" He whispered in your ear. "Just you and me. No paperwork. No pictures. No anything. I want to spend the rest of eternity making it up to you… but since we don't have an eternity, I'm confident I could do it in the time we have, MC."

You nodded, letting the tears continue to fall freely down your face. This time, it had been out of the love you shared with Lucifer rather than the pain of your kidnapper's words alone. You endured so much, but deep down you knew Lucifer would keep all of his promises. Even if it wasn't out of the love he had for you, he wouldn't have let himself be known as someone who couldn't keep his word. 

But he loved you, and that was the only reason you needed.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Hiiii 😄

Never really requested anything before, But I just read your "danger" post it was soooo fking good !

I was wonder if you could do the same concept but the *reader* gets help from the whole 141 group maybe in a more dangerous situation? However you feel like writing it! Hope that makes sense

Thanks ! 🤍

ᴅоп’т ѕʟеер

Task Force 141 + gn! Reader

First of all, I‘m so sorry that this ask took so long:(

But here it is ❤️❤️

and…AHHHHHHHHH thank you so much💘💘💘 I hope you enjoy this one xoxo 🫶🏻🫶🏻 LOVE YOUUUU!!!

TRIGGER WARNING: Violence, Blood, Near death scene

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Don’t. Fall. Asleep.

Don’t. Fall. Asleep.

Don’t Sleep.

Even if you didn’t sleep for the last 37 hours. Don’t. Fucking. Fall. Asleep.

You don’t know where you are. Nor do you know what happened. Everything happened so fast. And the last thing you remember is Price yelling orders through the comms. But somehow you never knew what he was saying.

The only thing you know is that if you fall asleep now, you’re dead. You’re in a basement, god knows where this basement is. Laying on the floor with chains swallowing your feet and hands. Your clothes are ripped and there is barley anything covering your body. And oh god… you’re lucky you can’t see your body. You wouldn’t like the amount of bruises and dried blood covering your body. And let’s not forget your face. Your whole hair is covered with blood and your nose is definitely broken. You can barely open your left eye which makes it difficult for you to consume your surroundings any further.

You wish you were dead already so you wouldn’t have to keep living through this. All they want from you is top secret information and they do everything… literally everything to get this information out of you.

Waterboarding? you still stood silent.

Pushing a knife in your leg? You still stood silent.

Pulling a bag over your head? You still stood silent.

And the list continues.

Now you’re barely moving and breathing but you’re still silent. You even gave up the hope for the task force boys to find and rescue you out of this hell. But if they didn’t rescue you in those 37 hours… they for sure won’t do it know. It would only put their life at risk and it wouldn’t be worth it, or so you thought.

"You fucking -" the man dressed in a white tank top (with your blood on it) and joggers was literally was losing his mind because whatever they did to you, you didn’t say a word. Not a single word came out of your mouth and this fact was driving him crazy. "You fucking talk now or I‘ll send you straight to afterlife." he says with a serious tone and the aggressiveness in his voice makes you let out a little chuckle but it hurts so bad, you stopped. But he sadly saw your lips twitching and the silent chuckle which makes his blood boil.

"You think I‘m joking eh?" he steps away for a quick moment and puts his hands on his head. He lets out a maniac laugh which doesn’t scare you at this point anymore. Suddenly he turns around and kicks you in your stomach which causes you to scream in pain.

After a few hits the man standing in the back pulls him away and whispers something in his eat but it was difficult for you to hear it. The ringing in your ears are too loud and you start feeling dizziness taking over your whole body.

The worst part isn’t the dying part. It’s the fact nobody will properly ever find your body. And the fact you’re gonna die alone. Which has been always your fear.

And you fear that you’re going to face those fears.

You close your eyes for a second and exactly in that moment you hear the door burst open. You heat gunshots and you think it’s just the boss coming in and torturing you again.

But after the sound of gunshots finally comes to an end, you slightly open your eyes and see Kyle.. looking down at you with worry written in his eyes.

Kyle and you have always been closer than anyone else. You guys were best friends in high school and decided to join the military together. He was always your back while you were his shield.

He says something but you can’t make out what he says. You only see Johnny solving the chains around your wrists and free you from all of those.

Without a second hesitation, Kyle picks you up while Simon, Johnny and Price are around you, defending you from any further danger.

You let your head rest on Kyle‘s shoulder and close your eyes while they carry you down the street, straight into the helicopter.

You know you’re safe now. And that’s why you close your eyes. They rescued you from facing death alone. And they sure are going to pull you out of the grave.

You close your eyes and hope you wake up tomorrow. At least you were rescued

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

IOU. - OC Story

pairing: OC!Victoria "Whiskey" Callahan x MootOC!Valkyrie (platonic) extra: Victoria "Whiskey" Callahan x Simon "Ghost" Riley words: 1.6k~ cw: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, torture and bodily harm (descriptive!), kidnapping, forced starvation, injuries, blood, use of weapons, thoughts of death/dying.

June 4th, 2021. Beirut, Lebanon 1156 hours.

"Valkyrie."

"Watcher."

"Where are you?"

"Currently getting falafel in a nice little food stand."

"So you're free?"

"Depending on the price, I might be."

"No government funds this time, Val."

"So you're paying for this out of pocket? How generous of you."

"Wiring you 25 now."

"Copy that. It just came in. Where's the target?"

"That's what I need you to figure out. One of my assets went dark in Turkmenistan."

"When do I leave?"

"Now."

"...Can I finish my lunch first?"

June 4th, 2021. Ashgabat, Turkmenistan. 2147 hours.

Val crouches down on the tiled rooftop, still warm from the sun that had shined down on it for nearly 16 hours straight during the day, their flashlight illuminating the path that indicated a scuffle, more than a few broken tiles, a few of them displaying bullet holes.

In their ear, an earpiece relayed the audio file that Laswell had sent, a voice they recognized very well coming through. The last comm Whiskey was able to send in before they went dark.

"WATCHER, COPY GODDAMN IT!"

"JESUS FUCKING CHRIST... THIS IS WHISKEY IN THE BLIND, IF ANYONE COPIES, PLEASE RESPOND."

She was out of breath, her voice uneven and loud, a clear sign that she was not just on the run, but definitely being shot at, if the loud bangs between the static of the lack of commands was any indication.

"MY LOCATION HAS BEEN COMPROMISED... ATTEMPTING EXFIL ON FOOT... CURRENTLY BEING PURSUIED... ENGAGING HOSTILES."

"SOUTHEAST BOUND... OUTNUMBERED... AND UNARMED... NEED NEAREST SAFEHOUSE LOCATION."

Valkyrie could hear the panic in the American's voice with each word she said. Val could almost picture it, each step she took, each rustle of clothes, each jump and vault she performed over the rooftops trying to make it across, as she was chased.

Restarting the audio, they started following the steps they assumed Whiskey took, through the broken tiles and gunshot holes, parkouring and vaulting walls and roofs, southeast bound, just like the American likely would've...

And the audio finished just at the same time as Val spotted it.

"AHHHHHHHHH! FUCK! FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!"

A large bloodstain on the tile beneath their feet, an attempt at dragging herself away, before being caught, and lifted, the blood splattering as someone carried her off.

Looking around, Val's eyes fixed on the street across the building, both their hands coming to rest on their hips. "Now what?" They murmured under their breath.

June 8th, 2021. Darvaza, Turkmenistan. 0303 hours.

She didn't know how long it had been.

The only sign that time was going by was whenever she'd pass out from exhaustion and dehydration, only to wake up again with a bucket of water being poured atop her, or a cheek-bruising slap being delivered to her face.

It had been a while since she found herself in this situation... and it might have been the delirium setting in, but she couldn't help but feel that she was rusty.

She used to be able to withstand torture sessions much more easily. If they could catch her, that is. She used to see enemies coming much easier than she did this time.

Hell, had Simon really softened her up so much? Or was she just getting old?

Not to say she had gotten weak, or stupid. She hadn't. She had followed procedure and kept her mouth shut. She had told them little else than her full name, her service number and her birthday.

Anything else they wanted? They might as well kill her because she wouldn't speak.

But she had to admit that it was getting to her. She didn't know when it started becoming too much, but it had.

Maybe it was how stuffy and hot the bunker was, in the middle of the stupid desert, God how she hated the summer and the heat...

Maybe it was the waterboarding.

Maybe it was the nail pulling.

Maybe the finger breaking.

Maybe the punches to the stomach until she was puking.

Maybe it was the lack of sleep.

Maybe the barely sutured GSW to the upper right thigh, which, sure they had sewn up, to keep her alive for long enough to interrogate, but that was just about where their hospitality ended, because they didn't provide any pain killers and left it to fester, still in her bloody clothes.

Maybe it was the sensory nightmare that was the sweat slicking her skin, and, oh, how soaked her compression leggings were, sticking to the sensitive skin on her legs.

Maybe it was when they hung her upside down for long, endless minutes, hoping the blood rushing down to her head, coupled with the lack of food, with create a cocktail of dizziness that would make her talk.

Or maybe, just maybe, it was when they tossed her on the back of a jeep and drove her out to the dunes in the desert and left her out there for what must have been multiple hours, under the scorching sun, feeling the sand burn against her face, her mouth gagged with cloth and hogtied like a pig, only to come collect her after a few hours, when she already had blisters of a nasty sunburn forming on the back of her neck, lower back and hands, after she had succeeded in rolling herself onto her stomach to protect her face and neck.

She barely registered the sound of gunshots outside the room, barely awake and shivering, running the nastiest fever of her fucking life, her head hanging low as she was tied to a chair in a room that might as well have been a furnace, baking under the hot sun and sand for the whole day.

The moment the lock is opened, Whiskey raised her head, her hair hanging over her eyes, her eyes squinting, trying to make out the shape at the door, but her eyes were too hazy and her head was throbbing.

"Back for more?" She used the last of her strength to taunt her kidnappers, like she had been for the entire time of her captivity.

She might have been worn down and at the end of her rope, but she'd go down her way... By being an absolute cunt until they put a bullet in her head to end her once and for all.

And when they disposed of her body somewhere in the desert, it wouldn't take long for them to be buried beside her. She knew Simon would make sure of it.

Simon... God, she missed him. What a terrible fucking start to their marriage. She was pretty sure this was not what a honeymoon in the desert is meant to look like.

"Holy shit, you look like crap." Was not the answer she expected, followed by the ropes binding her to the chair to be loosened.

Val knelt by Whiskey's feet, looking up at the brunette with knitted brows and compassionate brown eyes. "You alright?"

Valkyrie. Huh... Seemed like Laswell actually sent someone. Whiskey was starting to wonder if she'd just be considered a loss and left to rot here.

"Took your sweet time..." Whiskey croaked out, causing Val to chuckle and shake their head, their hands quickly undoing the restraints that kept her feet bound to the chair.

"Yeah, well, had to stop and sightsee a little bit, do all the touristy things... You know how it is." Valkyrie replied as they shifted their weight around and helped comb the hair off Whiskey's face. "Can you walk?"

Whiskey gulped a bit, dryly, and nodded, though, really, it was anyone's guess if she really had enough strength to make it from the chair to the door, let alone outside or to town or... god knows where they were.

Using her bloodied hands, she pushed herself up to her feet, wobbling violently from a mix of being light-headed and having been shot in the leg days ago, which caused Val's gloved hands to shoot forward to help stabilize her.

Whiskey knew better than to bat them off, especially now, when she knew she needed help. So, she wrapped an arm around Val's shoulders, and shifted her weight around on her leg.

"Thought you said you could walk?" Valkyrie teased a bit, causing Whiskey to groan and shoot them a look of pure rage.

"Shut..." The American grunted. "Just get me out of here..."

"Alright... Alright... Jeez, tough crowd." Val quipped as they began helping Whiskey out of the room and down the corridor. "You know, whatever you get paid for this, I hope you know it isn't enough to warrant going through torture..."

"Shut up and walk... or so help me God..." Whiskey grumbled.

June 8th, 2021. Tidworth, England. 1218 hours.

Val watched how the door to the helo was slid open, a couple of doctors and medics on the other side, already scrambling to help transfer Whiskey to a wheelchair, to take her in for further examination.

The doctors over at Izmir Air Station in Turkey, to which Val had taken Whiskey per Laswell's orders, had done little else than stabilize her and get her hydrated, fed and on medication, before transport was arranged back to England.

But they worried, of course they did. She was in a sorry fucking state... Even if she was alive and doing better than when Val first found her.

"Wait." She groaned at the doctors and raised her head to look at Val, beckoning them closer. "C'mere."

Val approached, only to have Whiskey's hand reach out to bring them close, allowing the American to whisper in their ear.

At first, they didn't know what was being said to them, just a string of nonsensical numbers that seemed to have no rhyme or reason...

Only for, as she pulled away, Whiskey to add:

"I owe you. Call me if you need anything."

for @superhero-landing because our OCs are basically ebsties from this point forth.

[ohmotherwhereartthou-if]

I’m incredibly angry at you (not really) for making Tomas…BECAUSE I ALSO HAVE AN UNHEALTHY PREFERENCE FOR YANDERES AND POSSESSIVENESS BUT I LIKE GIRLLSSSSSSS AHHHHHHHHH

Anyways, love what you’re doing, you’re doing awesome hearts hearts

Lol, welcome to my constant hell.

Although, while I adore yandere men and they are basically the embodiment of my fiction taste in men; Tomás is technically not a yandere. He is a bit possessive once he falls in love, I tried very hard not to make my dream guy in my story because I'd be thirsting and you would be very able to tell lol.

The only character I'd say is a bit yandere is an evil Elio who lost MC after he learned how to love (which isn't cannon, as of right now); or current MC if you squint. There is also always Ludovica although she isn't possessive, but she definitely can be clingy. But! If all goes well for me and my writing, I could maybe add a romance route on one of the secret characters and there is one in particular; that if popular enough... well.

Let's just say, if you like hot possessive chicks that might definitely kill you just to keep you all to themselves; your going to love her.

But no promises on the extra romance route, especially since I sorta got it planned that they will serve more mentor roles for MC. I also gotta get a lot further in the story then I currently am at. Although, even if I did eventually make one of the secret characters romanceable; I would let people vote on which one they would want most.

Thank you for your kind words and funny comment! 💙

[lookismaddict]

Lookism Chapter 438 Memes/Thoughts I Have:

(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)

God. It’s like every week, I get even more tired than the previous week. What has my life come to? I feel so dead inside.

Anyways, wooooo new chapter is here. Let’s goooooooo!!!

“DiD yOu JuSt HiT a CoP ?” Yeah mf. Call it “injustice” or a “crime”, IDC. Daniel gon beat yo ass GTA style. 😤

It’s ok Daniel, go get him!!!

*h e a v y s i g h*

. . .

PLEASE. EXCUSE ME FOR A SECOND WHILE I… “TAKE CARE OF SOME BUSINESS”.

*stays in the bathroom for about 30 min*

I'M KIDDING... not really.

BRUH EVEN DANIEL IS NAKED? AROUND GUN??? This is dangerous. 😭😭😭

OHHHHHHHHHHH MYYYYYYYYY GAAAAAAAHHHHHDDDD.... SIRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!! THE WET HAIR THOOOOOO. 😩😩🤤🤤🤤🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴

I def know what I want for Christmas this year... 👀

Santa would definitely kill me in my sleep...

N S F W M E M E W A R N I N G !!!

(If you don't wanna see the inappropriate meme, just scroll past it.)

God, my 😺 been quivering... What? I bet those of you who read Rendezvous would agree that you want him too. I'M LOOKING AT YOU!! READERS WHO'VE READ THOSE CHAPTERS ACTING LIKE YOU HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT IT, SMH. 👁👁 Don't lie.

Man, this is giving me mad inspiration to write again. Who knew that some steamy shower panels would bring me back to continue writing for that story? How ironic. 😅

YESSSSSS GUN BBG, MAN WHORE, DADDYYYYYYY. 🥰

DAAAAAAAAMMMNNNNN DANIEL, BACK AT IT AGAIN WITH THE FANCY FIGHTING SPINS!!! Also, "I'm gonna get punished severely when I get back." 🧐 Is Gun gonna make you give him 🧠 or nah? Like what?

BRUHHHHHHHHHH. DANIEL NOOOOOOOOOO!!! 😭😭😭

AWWWW BABY, DON'T BEAT YOURSELF UP ABOUT IT. JUST CONTINUE TO GIVE IT YOUR ALL!!! 🥺🥺

Awwwww shit... Is this where I think this is going...? 😭

Hey Alexa, play "Lose Yourself" by Eminem.

OMG WAIT. HE DOESN'T LOOK THAT DIFFERENT FROM WHEN HE WENT CRAZY MODE IN HIS OTHER BODY!!! :O God, it's like the same demon possessed Daniel or something.

OK DANIELLLLL!!! I SEE YOUUUUUU, KING!!!! 😩😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽

AYO, IS THAT JAKE'S OLDER BROTHER??? 👀 HOW TF JAMES LEE KNEW ABOUT HIM AND NOT EVEN HIS OWN BROTHER, JAKE KIM KNEW ABOUT HIM UNTIL TOM LEE MENTIONED HIM??? 💀💀💀💀

Geez, I'm starting to feel bad for Jichang. Like, ok Daniel, I get it. Your fight with Jichang started because you're trying to find out more about Jinyoung and all that, but... y'all can't just... talk it out? 😅 "Civilized folks" style? No? Ok.

Oh crap... that's not good. 😬

B R U H. THESE PANELS GAVE ME MAD GOOSEBUMPS. SHIIIIIT. I HOPE DANIEL'S HOMIES ARRIVE!!!! 😖

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I KNEW ITTTTTTT!!! I TOLD Y'ALL WTF. 😭😭😭😭😭😭 I EVEN KNEW IT IN THE LAST REVIEW HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I GOT PSYCHIC POWERS. 🔮

SEE???? I CONCLUDED THIS LAST WEEK WITH MY OWN WORDS, BRUH. CALL ME A... G E N I U S. ✨ (Actually don't. I'm still a dumbass.)

"Thanks. I almost died just now." 💀💀💀💀 Idk why I thought that line from Hudson was funny to me LMFAOOO. Just caught me off guard because I mostly see him being so serious all the time. Also, Jichang... don't underestimate Daniel lol. It'll be your downfall if you do.

I stg. Almost every chapter, Daniel always gets even more attractive. 😍😍

I always see people comment on how Daniel is turning more into Gun due to how he has improved in fighting as the story progresses. HOWEVER, I've never heard Daniel becoming James Lee before and I find that concept very interesting. I'm not sure if PTJ is leading Daniel towards that path of him becoming the new "James Lee", since he is a self-righteous character who seeks truth.

Even though I find this moment to be very cool, I worry that Daniel might create more enemies for himself and I hope he doesn't kill anyone then spiral into long-term guilt like James Lee.

God, I still can't get over the GUN SHOWER PANELS. AHHHHHHHHH!!! HIM... NAKED??? I MEAN, COME ON MAN. HE LITERALLY IS EXPENSIVE ALCOHOL WHO REALLY AGED SO GOOD. SO TASTY. SO DELICIOUS. SO SCRUMPT-DIDDLY-UMPTIOUUUSSSSS!!! CALL ME A CONNOISSEUR, BUT HE CAN BE THE YAMATO TO MY HENNESSY, WITH HIS HIGH PRICED SEXY ASS. 🤤🤤🖤🖤🖤🖤

If any one mentions him in the shower, yk Imma be "showering" down there. 💦

ALSO, WE NEED MORE SHOWER FAN SERVICE PTJ. KEEP 'EM COMING!!!

The correct answer is "Both".

They'd be amazing Calvin Klein models.

Anyways, BYE- 🏃🏽‍♀️

[moonfirerainbow]

Chainsaw Man chap 162!!

Okay okay the info dropped this chapter is so good!! First, lemme say let Denji be in total control of his body 2024

First!!! Nail trying to appeal to Quanxi is fantastic. Loved that he tried to distract her/check if she would let him live.

Also also! I think he was protecting the kids from her!! We know he doesn’t want them involved in violence, from back in his introductory chapter. It’s fascinating to see we are getting another reasonable/functional fiend, similar to Quanxi’s girls, Beam, Violence and of course Power.

Also, not sure if Katana Man tried to run away, or if he attacked. I think he attacked because he knows he can’t die, so why would he run? Plus, he wants his chance to fight Chainsaw Man, and if he runs, he loses that chance.

Next!! The bit about Quanxi’s girls! Okay this is one of the best bits of info we could have received!

I think Public Safety is either lying about having the bodies (least likely) or would have kept the bodies anyway and is just using that to keep Quanxi in line. But but!! Since this Devil detention center is specifically for doing all kinds of things to the devils/fiends, that could mean that they have the rest of the devils and fiends bodies from part 1. A lot of us have thought this was a possibility for a while, but it feels like this is the confirmation.

Which could mean! The Gun fiend (only Gun, not Aki) reappearing is a terrifying possibility. There is absolutely no way PS just let Aki’s body be cremated, not when he was a dead (but possibly revivable) Gun fiend that they could study/use. And with Aki’s consciousness completely gone, Gun could be used as a mostly controlled weapon. Back in part 1, a bit of Power was still alive inside Denji, and that was enough that with eating a part of Pochita, she was able to come back in her devil form. I feel like this means something for differences in devil bodies and fiend bodies. Like, Makima had her whole contract regarding her deaths, but if she was so powerful, why would she need it? And same with Angel - he was far more powerful than we even knew, so why was he so easily killed (and still we don’t know for certain why he couldn’t reattach/grow his arms back).

Last thing that was interesting/worth noting, the Kishibe mention!!

I’ve seen some mention that it could be Kobeni or even someone else, but I think it is mostly likely Kishibe. It sounds like something he would say. Reze is another possibility, since they were both under Makima’s control at the same time and might have spent a lot of time together. But, because of the wording, I definitely believe it’s Kishibe.

This was such a great chapter. We got some fascinating crumbs of info, we have Quanxi giving us some emotion/agency upon seeing Denji (which greatly increases the chances of everyone living), we got a Kishibe mention, Quanxi’s girls mentioned, and now the two week devil is back. Can’t wait for the next chapter ahhhhhhhhh.

[fuckyeahdindjarin]

How would Shiv deal with Dieter in the chair, with a haircut and his flirtatious nature?

Love ya Cee 💖

@damnyoupedro

So... this got away from me and I went all out with chaotic feral racoon man Dieter 😂 Thank you Lori for sending my main man to Shiv's! This is Consent Dieter, but takes place before the series, and our girlboss Rebecca makes a cameo! I hope you enjoy this my love ❤️

Shiv's Salon: Dieter Bravo

860 words | warnings: mature, suggestive language, double innuendoes, mention of drugs, this is absolute chaos I'm sorry lol

You pinch the bridge of your nose, wondering why the hell you got out of bed when the knocking woke you up. ‘Lady, he’s clearly high as a kite and he’s got not one, but two fucking hairbrushes stuck in his head!’

The woman who introduced herself as Rebecca answers matter-of-factly, ‘That’s why we’re here, I heard you’re the best in the area. Now, my client has a photoshoot in an hour and a half so let’s get cracking, shall we?’

‘Just put a hat on him. There’s a shop down the street,’ you jerk a thumb to your right, then move to close the door.

The pointed tip of a very expensive-looking stiletto wedges itself in the doorway before you can slam it shut. Rebecca offers, ‘We’ll pay you $500.’

You pause and cross your arms. Now you’re getting somewhere. ‘It's my day off.’

‘$550.’

‘I had a mani padi appointment that I have to cancel now.’

‘$600.’

You fake a yawn. ‘I'm going back to bed.’

‘$650 and it's my final offer,’ says Rebecca firmly, holding out her hand.

You shake it. ‘Give me five minutes.’

This is not how you pictured your first celebrity client encounter to go.

You frown over the crown of Dieter’s head, wrinkling your nose at the sight. ‘His damn hair is caked in days of hairspray. Does he ever shower?’

The actor suddenly swings around in his styling chair, legs splayed wide open with a lecherous grin on his face. Rubbing his hands on his thighs, he croons, ‘Hey baby - I’ll hop right in if you’ll join me.’

Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you swivel him right back towards the mirror without even looking at him. You tell Rebecca, ‘If he propositions me again, I'll shave all that hair off.’

‘Fine. Can you fix it or not?’

‘Help me get him to the backwash. I’ll get the heavy duty shampoo out.’

It’s a struggle, but somehow, the two of you manage to half-coax, half-wrestle him into the chair. Snapping latex gloves on - you’re not touching that with your bare hands - you turn on the hot water and announce, ‘Here goes nothing.’

When you comb your hands through his curls, Dieter moans loudly. ‘That feels gooooood.’

You shoot Rebecca a look, and she shakes her head. ‘Ignore him, it’s just the cocaine talking.’

Pumping shampoo into your palms, you warn him, ‘Listen to me, Dieter Bravo, you’re not allowed to enjoy this.’

He gives you upside down puppy eyes. ‘Yes, ma’am.’ 

Threading your fingers into his locks, you start lathering shampoo into his hair. You feel the shudder that rattles through his entire body, and he babbles incoherently, ‘Oh no. Oh noo ahhhhhhhhh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry! But it feels too good -’

You turn to his agent. ‘I swear to god lady, if he gets a boner I'm kicking him out dripping wet!’

‘Dieter, don't you dare,’ warns Rebecca just as her phone starts to ring. ‘I have to take this call, behave yourself.’

‘I can't help that she has the nicest hands!’ he calls after her as the door shuts.

‘Well, that’s definitely the weirdest backhanded compliment I've ever gotten,’ you mutter to yourself.

Dieter arches his back clean off the leather chair and bites his bottom lip. Meeting your eyes, he gives you a pleading look with his pupils blown wide. His voice is throaty as he whimpers, ‘Baby, I swear to god, I’m trying so hard for you but I can’t help it - you feel too fucking good.’ 

Fuck. Your breath actually catches in your throat and you feel a tremour in your hands. Heat creeps up the back of your neck and into your cheeks as your pulse goes into overdrive. Is he doing this on purpose? 

You don’t stutter - ever - but you nearly stumble over your words as you retort, ‘Think about - pickles or something, then!’

Dieter whines. ‘That's not helping!’

‘Pickles? You’re turned on by pickles? What’s wrong with you, man?’

Panic mounts when you obviously hit a sensitive spot in the back of his skull, and he literally writhes in his seat, knuckles white on the armrests. ‘Baby, oh fuck, do that again, please please please -’

At that exact moment, an idea comes to you - you know what you have to do. You go all out, a full frontal assault. You ignore the chorus of grunts and sighs and moans from him as your nails scrape against his scalp in a merciless rhythm, tracing patterns from the back of his neck to the top of his head, working the shampoo into his curls relentlessly. 

And it works - stroke by stroke, the frenzied energy drains out of his body, his head lolls to the side, and he goes quiet before the snoring starts.

It takes four washes, but finally, the roots untangle, and the two combs fall out of his hair with a limp clatter during your final rinse of his hair.

When Rebecca struts back in, she arches an eyebrow at her client’s prone form, looking vaguely impressed. ‘Does that happen often?’

You shrug and grin. ‘Occupational hazard.’

Fuck Yeah 1.2k Sleepover

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 71- You Are In Your Feelings

Chapter Summary:  Still fixated on Jungkook's confession, Jennie goes back home for some events. She talks to her friends and sisters about what went down in her hotel room with Jungkook 

Words: 13,000+

Author's Note: Angelina and Jen's scene together is so silly and cute to me. It's my favorite.

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After Jungkook walked back to his hotel room door, he let out a sigh and leaned against the wall, thinking about what he had done. Throwing his head back, he let out a curse. 

It took every ounce of self restraint to set her down and let her go. He wanted to go back, kiss her more, and make her miss her flight but he had to control himself. Just being able to kiss, hold her, and tell her how he felt was more than enough and he was grateful he was able to catch her before she left. He still felt her lips on his and he couldn’t help but think of how right it felt. His heart was beating to its limit while he reminisced about how she grabbed him and kissed him back. The anxiousness and doubts in his head had simmered down and he felt a sense of relief that he finally told her everything.

Now, all he had to do was wait for her answer.

Walking into his room, Jimin and Taehyung immediately rushed over, eager to know exactly what happened.

“Well!?” Taehyung shouted

“How did it go!?” Jimin exclaimed.

“Did she take it well?!”

“What did you say!?”

“What did you do!?”

“Did she tell you she likes you back!?”

Jungkook sat on the bed as his hyungs crowded around him. “I told her everything that was on my mind,” he said.

“And!?” his hyungs shouted, shaking him.

“Her reaction was just as I expected.”

“She was surprised, right?” Jimin assumed, earning a nod from the Golden Maknae.

“Did it look like she feels the same but was trying to fight it?” Taehyung asked.

Jungkook turned to him, a little surprised. “How’d you-“

“Well, I did meet her before all of you. So, I think I know her just a little more than you guys.” Taehyung giggled proudly.

“Lies, I know her better,” Jimin replied as the 95 Liners bickered.

“I kissed her.”

Jungkook’s sudden statement caused the two of them to look at him in astonishment.

“Kissed!? KISSED!? AHHHHHHHHH~!” Jimin screamed while he and Tae grabbed onto each other, yelling and jumping around on the bed. 

This was their Christmas gift. After all this time, it was finally happening. 

“I knew it! I knew they would get carried away.” Taehyung cheered.

“See! What did I say?” Jimin giggled. 

“What exactly did you do?”

“We want details. Now!”

Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck. “We...kind of...kissed again and again.”

“Kind of means definitely,” Jimin replied with a huge smile.

“I don’t know what came over me but I just didn’t want her to leave and get second thoughts about what we were doing. When it felt like she was going to pull away, I just grabbed her back, continuing to kiss her to prove how I felt.”

“This is how you do it. What else? Did she say anything?” Taehyung asked.

Jungkook went into detail about everything that went down and when he got to the part where they were against the wall, the 95 Liners freaked out again. 

“WALL!?” Jimin wailed, falling off the bed with Taehyung who yelled in happiness.

“She was the one who pushed me to the wall, actually. She was all over me.” Jungkook explained.

“E-Ennie!? Our Ennie?! All over YOU!? She was kissing YOU on her own FREE will, with no regrets!? Oh, my God...that must be a huge sign! Taehyungie, we are about to see our plan succeed~!” he cheered with him.

“I was a bit surprised myself, but I really liked how she just grabbed me so suddenly, taking the lead. I should’ve sat down when I picked her up though...” the Golden Maknae murmured, wondering if the wall was uncomfortable for her.

“Wait, you did WHAT!?” 

“WHAT!?” Taehyung shouted.

After explaining what else happened, the 97 Liners continued to express their excitement that Jungkook confessed to Jennie. 

"Now the waiting game," Jungkook said as he stretched. 

"I can't wait for her to come back. I'm sure things will be fine. Just give her time to process everything. Shall we continue filming?" Jimin grinned, ready to play hide and seek.

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Back at home, Jennie was taking a bubble bath, laying her back against the tub with Unfold by Alina Baraz and Galimatias softly playing in the background. Deep in thought about Jungkook, she let out a deep sigh and sank her body deeper into the warm water.

I love you...

She could not get this man out of her mind. She couldn’t stop thinking about the mental and physical effect he had on her. The way he kissed her, confessed to her, it just made her feel things that she had never felt before. 

It began to frustrate her.

He hasn’t texted or contacted her at all since that day. No questions were asked if she had thought about it. He remained patient and left her alone. She lowkey wanted him to call or something but it looked like he was going to keep his word. She would have to be the one to face reality, speak to him, and give an answer when she was ready.

When she had gone to the gym, she thought about the piggyback ride she had gotten from him and when she kissed him on the cheek. And when she went to go to the local store and saw Pocky, it reminded her of their first kiss. It was like everything was reminding her of him and it was driving her crazy.

After finishing her bath, she chilled in the living room, watching whatever TV show her sisters were into. Jen was so deep in thought, that her sisters noticed the silence and finally called her out.

“Ayo, what the hell is wrong with you? You look dazed.” Vienna pushed her lightly while sitting next to her, on the couch.

“I’m not,” Jen murmured. “Just in my thoughts.”

“Yes, you are. What’s wrong?” Alani asked, turning the volume down.

“Guys, I’m good. Let’s continue watching.” Jen waved them away.

“Are you in your feelings?” Vienna raised a brow

“No! Why would I be?”

Vienna and Alani glanced at each other and nodded. 

“You yelled. So, it’s about a boy, right?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Come on. We know.” Alani chuckled and asked in a hopeful voice, “Does it so happen to do with Jungkook?”

Jennie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms while her sisters laughed, knowing they were right.

“What happened!? Tell us!” Vienna exclaimed.

“No,” Jennie responded.

“Tell us!”

It took five minutes until Jennie finally gave in to shut them up after they kept pestering her.

“Jungkook confessed to me before I went to the airport. He told me he loves me.”

“FINALLY!”

“YES!” Alani yelled. “PAY UP BITCH!” she stuck her hand out in front of Vienna.

“Man!” Vienna groaned. “I gotta go to the bank. I’ll go tomorrow.”

"Just venmo me!"

"Okay! Okay!" she took out her phone and got on the app.

“Wait, what do you mean pay up? Did you guys bet on this?” Jen exclaimed

“JenDrop, sweetie, we been knew this boy loves you,” Alani replied.

“Yeah! We were waiting for him! Ahhhhh, finally!” Vienna jumped up and down from her seat.

“You better get on that,” Alani advised. “What happened? Tell us everything. What did you say? Are you two dating?!”

“No, we are not dating,” Jen replied.

“What!? What do you mean!? Oh my God...” she groaned

Vienna sighed. “She dun fucked it up. She dun fucked up. You mean to tell me you turned him down!? Do I need to kill you?!”

Jen stared at them in disbelief. “I didn’t turn him down! He told me to think about it and when I’m ready, give him an answer.”

“And you didn’t give him an answer yet!? Stop stalling! As soon as you get back to Seoul, jump on that hottie! What are you doing!?”

“I’m still waiting on the details,” Alani added.

Jennie went into detail about what he had said to her, making her sisters melt from his fluffy words. 

Alani let out a breath, placing a hand over her heart. “Jesus...keep him. Please. If there is any man I want my baby sister to date, it’s him. The way he treats you, don’t let a man like him pass you by. It's clear he wants something serious with you. He doesn’t think that you are just something temporary from what I can see,”

Vienna snorted and happily, volunteered, “Shit, if you don’t want him, I’ll have him. He is kind of hot-“

Annoyed, Jennie immediately spoke up, “Hell no! Back off, he’s mine.”

Vienna dropped her jaw and turned to Alani who had the same stunned facial expression. Realizing what she had just said, Jennie covered her mouth. Did she truly mean that? And it came out so naturally, too.

“Oh-ho-ho! Okay! I’ll back off your man.” Vienna put her hands up in defense.

“She looks so flustered, heheh. She really is in love. This is just too cute.” Alani giggled.

“I didn’t say all that!” Jen exclaimed

Alani shook her head. “No need. Your face says it all. It’s so funny. And besides, why do you still have him as your home screen on your phone?” she grabbed Jen’s phone and pressed the home button to show a photo of Jungkook in a beanie and white shirt.

“We both have each other as our home screens. It’s no big deal.”

“Wait...” Vienna took a close look at the photo and glanced at Jennie. “Isn’t that...the beanie you’re wearing, right now? He gave it to you?” she pointed to Jungkook’s beanie on Jen’s head. 

The same beanie he had worn when he confessed.

“He didn’t give it to me. I kind of took it off him when we...” Jennie murmured and shook her head. “I’m hungry, anyone want to order pizza?”

“When you what?” Alani raised a brow.

“What did you two do?” Vienna asked.

Jen looked down. “Nothing. Nothing at all.”

“Did you at least use a condom?” Vienna asked

“Vienna!” Alani and Jennie yelled.

“What?” she shrugged.

“We didn’t do anything like that, jeesh,” Jen exclaimed.

Vienna muttered, “Gosh darn it...why can’t my ships get juicer already? I want to hear passion.”

“He kissed me. I kissed back. Things got a little intense. I just felt a burst of all these friggin feelings and it was a bit overwhelming. But I can’t shake that feeling of him kissing me and how I felt in his arms.”

“Go on, please. What else he do?”

Butterflies came back in Jen’s stomach when she thought about what went down in her hotel room and she explained everything else that went down.

Alani did a doubletake. “He did what?”

“Ahhhhhhhh~!” Vienna screamed and ran around the living room. “Yes! That is how you do it!”

“I can’t breathe man, my heart.” Alani cackled. “I can just imagine the look of shock on her face when he did all that he did. So, dear sister, how did you feel, getting pinned up against the wall by Jungkook?”

“Can we continue watching the show, now?” Jennie evaded the question.

“So, you tell us what you two did but you won’t tell us your feelings? Okay, I see how it is.”

“You know he has a really broad back from what I’ve seen from recent videos,” Vienna added. “And he looks really strong. So, I mean, you have a lot to hold onto. I bet you were clinging onto him for dear life as you two were all over each other. Bet his muscles felt nice, huh?”

“Stop talking...you’re giving me weird thoughts...” Jennie buried her face in her hands.

Did they have to be this extra?

Vienna sighed in contentment. “Oh, little Jennie...you’re going to accept these feelings sooner or later. Ah...true love. This is so cute. Can’t wait to see how this plays out.”

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The next day, Jennie was in LA, pumped and ready to finally meet with JRE. He was already filming himself, waiting for her to meet up with him at a bubble tea spot.

“I can’t believe I’m about to interview Jennie. This is crazy,” he said on camera. “I’m a little nervous but this is gonna be fun.”

Jennie had arrived not too long after, walking around until she finally saw him. 

When he had looked up, she happily waved. “Hey!”

“Jennie! What’s good?” he stood up.

“Oh my gosh, I’m excited to finally meet you! Hi! Give me a hug!” she embraced him.

“For real? Ever since you agreed to this, I’ve been trying to remain calm. I’ve been real nervous about this.”

She let out a laugh. “What you so nervous for? I’m nervous! I’m finally face to face with one of my favorite YouTubers. I love your videos. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I’m so psyched for this!” she said excitedly, making him smile.

Before they decided to film, they went to order bubble tea and then sat down. He asked her if they could take a photo together and she happily accepted as he posted the photo with the caption, ‘Miss muthafxxking Bangtan is here!’

“Ready to record?” he asked

“Oh yeah! Let’s do this!” she jumped up and down in her seat, making him laugh.

“What’s up, everybody!? I am here with Miss Bangtan herself, Jennie!”

“Ayeeee! What’s up!?” she waved to the camera.

“You guys have been requesting this for so long, and finally we get the opportunity to do this. Jennie, thank you again for this. I can’t believe I am sitting right across from you, getting the chance to interview you.”

“Hahah, and thank you for agreeing to meet me. I can’t believe I’m sitting right across from you. This is going to be fun.”

“Oh yeah. We’re here sipping on our bubble tea. This flavor right here is pretty good.”

“I can drink so many of these. I don’t drink it often but when I do, I go a little overboard.” she pointed to the four large bubble teas with various flavors she bought.

“Yeah, you weren’t kidding. What flavors are these?”

“I have mango, passion fruit, jasmine honey milk tea, and honeydew.”

“Looks good. Well, today, we have a ton of questions for you. And you agreed that we can ask you anything. But first I must ask, what is going on? How are you doing?”

“A lot is going on. Finishing up promotions with Run, I am tired as hell but continuing to work hard. I could be better but I’m surviving and trying to remain positive.”

However, that wasn’t all that she was feeling as she felt her heart feel weird again when she thought about Jungkook. She couldn’t get the man out of her mind and she had hoped that it wouldn’t interfere with her interview.

“I missed a lot of people back at home.” she went on. “Also, as ARMY can already tell, I’ve been gaining some healthy weight. I’m content, I love food. Food is awesome and I still love myself. The abs I had, are fading away a little due to the healthy weight so I’m back to having my little tummy. I haven't been going to the gym that often due to promotions. I just went yesterday though,"

"Congrats on the healthy weight. Did someone in Bangtan get you into new food?”

“Yeah, Namjoon and Jin got me to eat more. I wanted to gain some weight and they helped me out with that. We've been checking out random places to eat,”

“Awesome, awesome. Well, you look beautiful.”

“Aw, thanks. I try, hahaha.”

“All right, let’s get started. I’m going to just pick randomly from the comments as you requested. No matter how weird the question might be. Any question is fine with you.”

“Yep.”

“First question, who influences you musically at the moment?”

“The amazing Ailee.” she sighed in admiration. “Gosh, her vocal technique and everything, she is just a queen. She is my motivation for improving my vocals.”

“Your love for Ailee is really something. Have you gotten the chance to meet her yet?”

Jen let out a fake cry. “No. Not yet. And it’s crazy because I am literally backstage near her but I cannot for the life of me bring myself to approach her. I get so nervous. And when I feel ready, she is nowhere to be found! One day. I do want to meet her. I made that one of my New Year’s resolutions.”

“We can’t wait to see that day happen. Can we expect a cover of any of her songs?”

“Once I feel ready, I’ll cover her songs. Soon, I hope everyone can hear a major difference from when I sang U&I back on Rookie King.” she hinted. 

Soon, she will be a part of King of Masked Singer, getting a chance to show who she is with her voice and not how she looks. She hoped she could make it to at least the second round. She planned to sing Ailee's songs for the show.

“I cannot wait to hear it. What are some things that upset you while working in Korea?”

“Goodness gracious, I am high key tired of the skin jokes. The colorism has got to go. I am so over it.” she shook her head.

“I remember when it looked like you were about to cuss Rapmon out after that interview around the Red Bullet Tour. That was a crazy moment.”

She let out a dry chuckle. That was not a good day. “Oh yeah, I let him have it after we were done with the interview. I was really upset that day.”

“How do you deal with them?”

“I try to educate them. People saying sorry is not enough. I feel like saying sorry is just not cutting it. Another thing that I’m tired of is people giving me crap when they always hear my American accent when I speak Korean. Look, I’m American. Chill. A lot of people gang up on me for that. Worry about yourself, jeez.”

“That’s not cool.”

“I know right? Give me a break.”

“Speaking of that, I see that people also call out Alex for that, too.”

“They need to leave my girl alone. She’s trying her best. People are so ignorant these days, it sucks.”

“What do you think of Alex? Have you met her yet?”

“Not yet! Hopefully one day! I love her, I hope we can become great friends. I just wish people would stop comparing us. And also, I think it’s ironic how if someone from America like Alex is trying to speak Korean, some people bash her and claim that they’re better than her in Korean, and say her Korean is cringeworthy. But when a Korean idol tries to speak English, people are like, oh they’re trying, it’s cute. So...which one is it? Cringeworthy or cute? I know damn well they’ll say my Korean is cringeworthy if I didn’t know most of the language. It’s absolutely ridiculous. Everyone goes at their own pace when learning a new language, so don’t bash them. I can’t stand some people, man.” she started chuckling and shared a laugh with him as he watched her go on a rant.

“Facts. Go off, girl.” he gestured for her to continue as she let out another laugh and told him that she finished her statement. “Any advice for people interested in living in South Korea or wanting to visit?”

“Hm...try to learn the basics so you can communicate when buying things and so on. Do your research. That will help you a bunch. Even the simplest things like where to get food. I promise it will help in the end. You should do that anywhere you go, not just in Korea. And also, go sightseeing. I see some K-Pop fans who want to go to Korea because of K-Pop but, you should also go to appreciate the country because Korea is not just K-Pop. It’s a beautiful place with a lot of things to offer. Learn the history, try the food, and do everything to immerse yourself in the culture. Taehyung showed me around when I first came to Korea and I’ll never forget the places we went. It was so fun during our trainee days.”

“You and Taehyung’s friendship is the cutest. I enjoy watching you two during the Bangtan Bombs.”

“He’s the best.”

“This one right here is a very popular question.”

“Oh, I’m ready.” she rubbed her hands together.

“Have you read any fanfics of yourself?”

“I knew this was coming,” she replied, amused.

JRE looked at the camera. “ARMY, hide yo shiz.”

“Honestly, at this point, I don’t give a shit. I don’t read any of it so I mean, whatever. Do you, I’m not judging.” she shrugged. “But I do check out the moodboards and fanart. They’re so cool. Recently I came across this Hunger Games AU moodboard and I loved it! If you can, ARMY, please make more of those Hunger Games AUs. Heck, I just might read your fanfics if it has me as a badass in a Hunger Games AU. But kindly don’t make me date anyone in the story. I love reading and watching female characters be badass and not have a love interest. It’s different,”

“ARMY, Miss Bangtan has spoken. Go wild!”

“I'm looking forward to seeing what they create. If you can make the tag, JennieInHungerGames, that would be great.” she beamed. “Ooh, can you guys create a fight scene with me and a member of Bangtan for shit and giggles? That’ll be kinda cool. And let me win!”

“This question really has you excited about the Hunger Games. ARMY, I bet you’re freaking out, right now, going wild as we speak. Someone asked you, what do the members smell like?”

“Really ARMY?” she stared at the camera. “Goodness gracious. They smell like regular human beings and whatever cologne they wear.” she gave a thumbs up to the camera while JRE laughed at her.

“What’s it like being around the BTS members and living with them?”

“So...much...testosterone. Oh my God. I always leave when I can to hang with my girlfriends. But, every day is a new adventure. We’ve been having a back and forth prank war as of late. Super fun. I’m currently thinking of ways to get them back. If any of you watching have suggestions, let a sister know. Also, Bangtan is my family. We’ve been through so much and we are only getting stronger. I am so proud of what we accomplished thus far.”

“What would you like to see in Big Hit?”

“Oh, I love this. I want to see more girls in Big Hit! I wish there could be auditions for girls. They only want guys now. I’m technically the only female idol in Big Hit and you know about the GLAM situation, so I believe that is the reason why they don’t have girls in Big Hit. I was so scared that I was going to get kicked out of BTS because of that. Like they were so on edge during that time with the women and I was so worried, like oh my God, I just got here, things are going well, please don’t kick me out.” she exclaimed. “I’m trying my best to convince the company to have more women. It hasn’t worked yet but I am still trying. So, for those saying I’m not doing anything, I’ll continue to prove you wrong. And it would be great to see more people of color in the company as well. Diversity is a great thing.”

“What is something you hate ARMY calling you?”

“Ah...guys, stop calling me an innocent baby. I’m not that innocent or a baby, so don’t baby me. I see some comments on how I shouldn’t talk to male idols because I’m still a child in some people’s eyes. Like dude, shut up and let me live. You don’t control who I can and cannot talk to. I’m pretty sure I can make my own decisions. I hope you won’t be like this when I date. So, tone that down, please.”

“You heard the woman. She can make her own decisions. Deal with it.”

“Ooh, can you put the deal with it glasses on me when you edit?”

“Oh yeah! I’ll definitely do that. I’ll put it on us both.”

“Sweet.” she high fived him.

“What are some things the members do that piss you off?”

She let out a nervous laugh. “I may or may not have cussed them out for mainly interrupting my sleep or doing something to my smarties. You do not mess with the smarties and you do not interrupt me when I am sleeping. I value my sleep, especially with our busy schedules. I think they enjoy doing it to see me pissed off. I also nap a lot with Yoongi and I know one day he and I are going to become the last two members of Bangtan if they keep messing with us during our naps.”

“I would not want to see you or Suga angry. When you first came to Korea, what gave you the most culture shock?”

“Them honorifics.” she sighed. “My gosh. It’s really weird for me. I am still not used to it. I really do not like saying oppa. I feel out of place saying that word. I’m sorry but I just can’t. Like other words, I’m cool with. I’m trying to say it and get used to it but oppa is just...gosh. And I have gotten so much crap and was called being disrespectful for not using honorifics on the members. I still get it to this day. Harshly. I feel uncomfortable saying that word. But I’m still trying to be as respectful as I can be to everyone. Maybe one day if I am feeling more comfortable I will say oppa to them once in a while or something,"

“We have to know, how do you act so sexy on stage? Like you blow me away with your charisma.”

“Fake it to you make it.”

“You fake it?” he asked, surprised.

“Oh yeah. At first, I felt awkward, performing sexily. But I had to just pretend that I felt sexy and then I started to really get into it and believed I was sexy. It’s all about the stage presence. I am nowhere near how I act on stage. On stage, I get hyped. But offstage, I’m more chill.” she replied. “I was so scared to perform War of Hormone with Jungkook because I never really danced that close to a guy before. On camera, I looked comfortable, but my face was heating up and I was screaming on the inside. I didn’t feel sexy at the time and the lyrics were so extreme! But once I saw the performance on video, you’d never guess that I felt nervous. But Jungkook made me comfortable on the stage and helped me a lot. 97 Liners always have each other’s backs. I still thank him for being so patient with me during that time.”

“How did your family react to the dance?”

“Hahaha! My phone was blown up with messages the day after it was posted on YouTube. ‘Is there something we should know!?’ was one of many questions.”

“I really love watching the both of you onscreen. Whenever it’s during a performance or a Bangtan Bomb, I just get good vibes from you two.”

Jen let out a laugh and bashfully glanced away for a moment before looking back at him. “Aw, thanks. I get that a lot.”

“So, which member do you usually get shipped with the most?”

“It’s actually Yoongi from what I randomly see on the BTS tag on Tumblr. It’s a little weird but I think one of the reasons why everyone ships us the most is when I wrote him a letter and gave him the Kumamon merch for his birthday. Fans really loved it.”

“Is it true that he only says your first name when something serious is going on?”

“Yeah, he always calls me smartie. But soon as I hear him deeply say, Jennifer, I know shit is about to go down and I dunno what to expect.”

“What is something you had to change when you came to Korea?”

“I felt like I had to tone it down since the country seems more conservative than America. So, I don’t show that much. These thirsty fans want me to, though. I see the Tumblr posts and no, I will not stop being rude.”

“Explain a struggle of living in Korea as an African American.”

“Living as a black girl in South Korea, it is difficult to find makeup matching your skin tone. They don’t have my skin tone there. Hair products for me are impossible. I have to order everything from America. Shipping costs an arm and leg, but it’s worth it.” she answered. “When I first started in Big Hit, I noticed I was lighter from the makeup they would use so I quickly talked to the stylists. They now make sure to have my right shade and take it from there. I'm grateful they are educating themselves,"

“That’s what’s up.”

“Oh yeah, I also have my old stylist from America who does my hair for me at times. As time went on, I educated the stylists on black beauty. They’re learning. The makeup that they’ve done for me improves every time. They even ask me if there are any websites or books they can study from so they can know how to beat my face, which is nice. I appreciate them going to lengths to learn just for me. They’re doing an amazing job. I love them. I always thank them and they don’t make me lighter than I am so I’m happy about that. I love my melanin and I want to show it off and represent black women in this industry.”

“What do you think of whitewashing?”

“It needs to be deleted from existence. And it truly makes me sad when even those closest to me whiten up their photos. The beauty standards bother me but that’s their country and how they like to operate. I also get sad when I see the members whiten their selfies to post on Twitter. It hurts me deep down.”

“Is there a song that you are tired of performing?"

“HA! YES! Ooh, I hope I don’t get my contract terminated for this. And watch me get a lot of hate on this. I already know. But I hate Danger. I hate it.”

“Oh wow! Really? Danger? Is it the dance?”

“I just really do not like this song. I don’t like performing it, I don’t like my lyrics, I just don’t like it! And I love I Need U but now, it’s been played in my head so many times, I am so tired of it. I’m over it. Other songs I’m tired of are Boy in Luv and Blanket Kick. I’m still kind of embarrassed to dance cute dances, so my face is always on fire when performing Blanket Kick. But I mean, you don’t have to like every song you perform and you don’t have to like every song from your favorite artist. We all have our various opinions, just move forward, who cares? Don’t get so pressed because someone doesn’t like your favorite songs.”

“How are you able to dance and sing at the same time?”

“Oh, I like this one. Okay, well, I have to thank Jungkook for that. I’ve been going to the gym with him and he got me into his habit of singing while working out. I was struggling. I thought it was impossible. Like how? But he helped me and made it work. I have also been singing while on the treadmill. It was a bit complex but after a while, I got the hang of it and felt a huge difference during the Red Bullet Tour. I was so happy because at first when I started dancing and singing, I was so out of breath that you could hear my heavy breathing on the mic, it was so bad. I got lectured because of that, it was horrible. It’s also one of my embarrassing moments on stage.”

“What’s the hardest part of live performances?”

“As of today, the hardest part is keeping up with the back to back dances. Especially if it’s something powerful like Danger and then another fast song. And I can’t just go and take a water break. Also having so much saliva in my mouth while singing. I’m trying to control that.”

“What are your favorite eras?”

“For me personally, my favorite era so far is War of Hormone. I feel like that era showed a lot from me. I also love Run because you get to see more of a darker tone for me. I would like to do more darker tones in future eras to show more of a mature side to me. I also loved Just One Day and Dope. My favorite look in all the eras we’ve had so far has got to be Dope as well.”

“We still waiting for your hair to get dyed, girl.”

“The only thing I’m going to say is...I’m loving the anticipation.” she smiled.

“Can you at least tell us the color?”

“Hm...nah, I’ll surprise you all when the time comes.”

“We’ll continue to suffer.” he laughed with her. “Okay, okay. You guys seem so tightly knit, is there any trouble in paradise?”

“Tightly knit? Nah, we have our moments. We may seem happy all the time on camera but there are always struggles, anger, and tears. We argue. The normal stuff that everyone goes through. We’re human, we’re not perfect, we don’t always get along. Usually, I get pissed off at the members when they’re too loud and interrupt my sleep. Like I have school in the morning, I take SOPA very seriously.”

“Which member do you clash with the most?”

“Yoongi without a doubt. We have a unique friendship. We love each other dearly but sometimes we can just rub each other the wrong way if we say something. And we’re both very stubborn and want the last say.”

“As you know, people question your airport fashion, any thoughts?”

“They loooooove judging my airport outfits. Look, just give me my Nike and I’ll be good. I prefer to wear casual and laid back clothes to the airport so that’s why I never really pop out and look amazing at the airport, unlike the other members. I swear it’s like they’re going to a fashion show, they all look great. They got that, not me. Plain jeans and a shirt or something for me. So, sorry fansites, the airport photos you take of me aren’t going to be like the rest of the members with their nice outfits. People really be coming at me, man. One time I was called a bum because I went to the airport in sweatpants and a hoodie.” she laughed. “Like damn. Look, I am not dressing in some high fashion clothes, to please y’all at the airport. Like no. That is not me. I’ll continue to be a cute and comfortable bum, then.”

“This fan asks, remember when V accidentally slapped your butt during War of Hormone before you had the chance to stop him in the choreography?”

Jennie laughed and thought of the incident, explaining what happened.

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While performing the choreography during one of their many music shows, things were going smoothly. And it was a day when Jen was in a great mood and went harder than usual for the performance.

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

After shaking her ass, Taehyung was always supposed to attempt to smack it but she would stop him before he got the chance. But this time, she felt a large palm smacking her behind hard.

Did he just...touch her ass...?

She was stunned but kept her facial expression in check as her gaze darkened on him. As soon as he met her gaze, his eyes showed fear as he briefly stared at her in terror.

It was at this moment that Taehyung knew...he fucked up.

Taehyung’s face went pale. That was not supposed to happen. Soon, he pulled himself together and got back into the song as the members went on with the performance.

Jimin had let out a silent laugh while looking at Taehyung. “You are so dead.” he mouthed to him.

After finishing the performance, they went backstage with Taehyung clinging onto Jennie, apologizing profusely. He was so flustered and frightened for his life. Jungkook and Jin were beating on him while the rest of the members laughed once they found out about the situation.

“Let’s have a little talk.” Jennie grabbed Tae by the ear and walked down the hall.

“E-Ennie, I am so sorry! I didn’t mean it! Please! I’m sorry!”

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"Best believe he never did it again after that," she giggled. "But it was just an accident. It happens. We're fine, I wasn't really that mad,"

“What did you do in America that Korea got you out of the habit of?” he asked.

“Leaving tips, and receiving things with one hand. I had to really get into a habit of receiving things with two hands over there. I knew about it before I came to Korea but I still made mistakes here and there. The members helped me out a bunch.”

“Next question, do you plan on going to college? And if so, what do you want to study?”

“Yep! I have been thinking of maybe studying something in the business field.”

“So, K-Dramas are a thing, would you ever consider trying out acting in a drama?”

“Ooh, yeah! I'm taking acting lessons, actually! For fun! If they would have someone like me in one, that would be great. I just don’t want to be a love interest for someone in the show. I want to be in some action drama as a badass female protagonist having fight scenes and chasing bad guys or something. If someone makes a drama like that, hit me up so I can audition for the part. It would be cool if I could do something like that one day.”

“Tattoos?”

She smirked softly. “Maybe.”

“Any idea where?”

“Yes. You’ll see when that time comes.”

“Tattoos on Jennie? That’s going to be lit.” he high fived her. “What do you wish people would stop asking you?”

“Oh, I have a ton. The first question I’m tired of hearing is, are you sleeping with the BTS members? For the last friggin’ time, NO.”

“NO! She said NO, y’all. NO. N.O.” he exaggerated.

“Is that your real hair and can I touch it? This is all natural and no, hands off,"

“When will you have a solo album?”

“Ah...everyone is always asking this. I love the anticipation. Gosh. I have a lot of songs that I recorded. I want to rerecord them though. Hm...I won’t give an actual release date because I don’t want to promise something for you guys and then it might not happen. But one day. Give me a few years,"

“We'll wait patiently. What’s the most annoying thing about being an idol?”

“Sasaengs. I’m still bitter about the assholes who broke into my hotel room, stealing my friendship ring. That shit was scary. Never would I thought something like that would happen to me. I'm taking self defense lessons now because of it. I just...miss feeling normal and the simple life. Being able to go out without being followed by cameras all the time. Like, I’m happy to always see the fans but it looks like I will never have that feeling of being a regular person. And you know what? I do hate when people say we can’t date or whatnot. Like with fans, if your fav is dating, support them. Continue to show love. Don’t attack the person they’re dating. And leave idols' families alone. Don’t stalk them. My sisters had a hard time a while ago because of some sasaengs. It’s not cool, guys. Respect their privacy.”

“Agreed. Which member has improved the most?”

“Jin~!” she applauded. “His dancing and facial expressions live are friggin amazing. I’m so proud of his hard work.”

“So...who is your favorite YouTuber?” he raised a brow.

Jennie giggled. “I think we all know the answer to this question.”

“Oh really? Who?”

“You, silly.”

“Me? For real? Everyone, you heard that right?” he turned to the camera.

“I’ve been watching your videos even before I became a K-Pop idol. Your reactions are just the best. And I can’t get enough of your reactions when you see me in BTS’ videos.”

“Haha, you’re gonna make me blush.” he couldn’t stop grinning, flattered by her words. “Next question, if you weren’t singing in BTS, where do you think you’d be?”

“Heck, I’d probably be a DJ somewhere, making a ton of music. And I would’ve been with Angelina, working as a duo. We’d make tons of music together.”

“So, anyone catch your eye, yet?”

She smiled and looked down as Jungkook came to her mind. She needed to keep herself composed. Looking back up at JRE, she giggled nervously.

“Oh? That was a nervous laugh. I think Jennie may like someone.” he teased.

“You never know.” She shrugged with a huge smile on her face.

“What do you hope to do more in BTS?”

“Take care of the guys more. They always look out for me, I want to do the same. So I’ll make an effort to show my appreciation to them. Sometimes I feel like I don’t do enough.”

“I personally think that you do. I remember Suga’s tweet on his birthday and you wrote him that note. That was real cute of you. I’m sure the members appreciate all that you do for them.”

“Thank you.” she placed a hand over her heart.

“Did Big Hit want you to change anything before debut? Any plastic surgery?”

“No plastic surgery. I’m all natural. But they were considering dressing me up as a boy for BTS before they decided to announce me as a female member of the group. They were going to change my name to a more gender-neutral name as well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. But then they decided to not go through with it. I’m very happy they didn’t. I want to be shown who I really am. Not pretend to be someone that I’m not, y’know? I mean, it’s also obvious that I look like a chick, people would’ve seen right through it. It wouldn’t have worked, no matter how many times they’ve tried to dress me in men's clothing, that one time. Namjoon and Taehyung also talked them out of it. I thank God every day for them, my goodness.”

“Has your fame in BTS affected your family?”

“Yes. It definitely has. I will unfortunately never forget the day sasaengs crashed my sister’s play. That was rough. It caused a huge rift in our relationship. I felt like it wasn’t my fault but I felt selfish for saying that because I didn’t put myself in her shoes. What if Big Hit were watching me audition for BTS and my sister was already famous and had fans crashing it? So, I had to think about how she felt and consider where her anger was coming from. But everything is good now. We’re cool.”

“The next question reads, how do you not get nervous when getting hugged by Jungkook? His muscles are getting bigger. Don’t you fear he’ll crush you?”

Jennie burst out in laughter and felt flustered as she thought about what went down in the hotel room with him once again. 

“Speaking of that, on Tumblr, I saw posts of ARMY getting nervous whenever they saw me and Jungkook hug. You know that he’s been working out more and getting more muscle as of late, and he’s also bigger and a little taller than me. So, they think that he’s gonna crush me. But in reality...” she smiled warmly, feeling her heart flutter as she thought about his adorable bunny smile. “My Golden Best Friend is a soft muscled bunny. He’d never hurt me. So, don’t worry ARMY, I’m A-OK.”

“We’re gonna go a little deeper and go back to the time when you passed out that day.”

“Yeah.” she nodded.

“What was going through your mind?”

“Whew, boy...well, I just felt...like I wasn’t good enough. I was in a bad place. I was weak, mentally. All the hate just kind of crept up on me. It was hard to ignore the mean comments, I just kept reading them, asking what if, y’know? So, I took a break from my Instagram. Trained myself harder for the I Need U dance but I ended up not taking care of myself. All that was on my mind was that I needed to be perfect for this comeback. All these expectations y’know? But I have to remember that I am just one person and I cannot please everyone. I can’t be perfect for others. You can’t be perfect. My health needs to be my number one priority. I cannot let my body deal with that suffering ever again. But it’s my friends, family, and fans like yourself that helped me recover. I’ll never forget your Really Now video.”

“I’m glad that you’re happy, now. You look like you’re in a great place. And you’re thriving. I’m very proud of you.”

“I didn’t come here to cry. Thank you,” she blinked her developing tears away. “Oh, and before I forget, I brought you some of my baked goods and some signed BTS merch.” she presented him with a big bag. “Thanks for being such a loyal fan.”

“Wow!” he happily took it and looked up at the camera in awe. “I get to eat Jennie’s baking!”

After she told him what was in the bag, they took a break and were filmed with Jennie teaching him the chorus dance of Run and then with him teaching her how to perform his body rolls. He planned to have that at the end of the video as an extra bonus feature.

“All right. Last question. Any advice to those who want to do something like this?”

“Never forget your roots. Never forget those who have helped you to where you’re at. Never forget what you had to overcome to get where you are now. Although I’m not able to always go home since I’m miles away, I always make an effort to try to contact my family.”

“All right y’all, that’s my interview with Jennie! I hope you guys enjoyed it. Jennie, thank you for allowing me to interview you.”

“Thank you! We should definitely do this again. We need a part 2!”

“I hope we can do a part 2! That'll be awesome," he said and turned to the camera. "Enjoy the rest of the video of Jennie teaching me a little bit of the Run dance while I show her how to get down with my body rolls. I'll see y'all in the next video! Peace!”

“Peace!” Jen threw up the peace sign.

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Later that day, Jennie met up with Kevin at a local skating park to spend some time catching up while she improved her skateboarding skills.

After taking a photo together, Jennie posted it on her Instagram with the caption, ‘No distance can keep us apart! I’m happy to see you! Missed you, friend!’

“So, college boy, how’s everything going?” she asked, sitting with him on a bench.

“The first semester went by quick. My classes were fine. But my math professor was giving me a hard time. She was so strict and our only grades were our midterm, attendance, and final. So, if we don’t do good on the midterm, we’re basically screwed.”

“Oh hell no. Seriously?”

“Yeah. It was terrible. She would not give us any homework assignments. I hated her ass. I passed with a B but still, she was the worst.”

“At least it’s over and done with.”

“Yeah, thankfully. I also made a ton of friends. Regular college life.”

“Uh huh, so how many parties did you go to?” she cut right to the chase, watching him clear his throat.

“Well...how have you been?”

“Kevin.”

“All right, I’ve been to a lot. Almost every week.”

She let out a laugh. “I’m not surprised.”

“Uh...I got a few Cs-“

“Dude!”

“It wasn’t because of the parties. It was because I would skip class the next day after the party-“

“Boy!” she smacked him on the arm.

He laughed. “It’s cool, my GPA is still high.”

“Well, I’m happy about that. So, how’s basketball?”

“Oh, it’s going great! I love it. We’re doing very well.”

“I hope I can come to one of your games. I’ll keep you posted. So, how many girls have you hooked up with?”

He let out a snicker. “I can’t control myself. They keep coming back to me.”

“Wow. That’s what they all say.”

“Nah, nah, I’m serious. Some of them are crazy. But I haven’t been fooling around since December.”

“How come?”

“All because of this one girl at the school.”

“Aw. Who is she?”

“This girl I’ve been feeling for a while. We’re really good friends. We became fast friends when I first got to the college. Lately, I just can’t stop thinking about her. So, I don't fool around with other girls because I just want her.”

“Wow. She’s making you change. We’re off to a good start. You think she likes you, too?”

“Yeah. I feel like she lowkey likes me.”

“That’s good, you both like each other. How come you haven’t asked her out yet?”

“We’ve been friends for a while, I dunno...I feel like it could ruin our friendship if things go south or something.” he let out a sigh and looked up at the partly clouded blue sky.

Jennie slowly spaced out and thought about Jungkook as the two friends sat in comfortable silence, thinking about that one special person in their lives.

“I want it to be special,” he spoke up. “And that’s where I need your help. Can you help me?” 

“With what?” she turned to him.

“I want to ask her out. I want to go all out for her. You’re a girl, I feel like you’re the best to talk about this with.”

“Yeah, of course, I’ll help you. We’ll go shopping for her. What does she like?”

“She likes Tweety Bird and The Simpsons.”

“Ooh, you remember that Simpsons episode with the I choo choose you card? That would be so cute.”

Kevin stared at her in confusion. “Uh, no?”

She rolled her eyes. “You need to watch more TV instead of having your face in basketball.”

“Hey! I love my NBA. You’re looking at a future NBA basketball player.”

“Goodness...we’ll figure something out.”

“Thank you. So, enough about me, are there any boys for you, Jen?”

She nodded. “Yeah. Remember Jungkook?”

“That young boul in your group?"

Kevin had been picking up some of her Philly slang which caused her to chuckle and nod.

"The one who is always staring at you with heart eyes? Yeah, I remember him," he went on.

“He was?” Jennie looked at him in surprise.

“He’s been liking you since 2014. I could see it in his eyes. It was like he wanted to murder me when I was around you.”

“Guess this jawn is more serious than ever.”

“Why you say that?”

“He told me he loves me, and he kissed me. A lot.”

“He kissed you??”

“Yeah.”

“And told you he loved you?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, shit. He got balls.”

She laughed at his sudden statement. “Stop! I’m trying to be serious.”

“I am too, but damn, Jungkook? I saw how he looked when he was around the girls in the music video, freaking out and all shy. He couldn't even look at them in the eyes at times. But with you, how he looked at you and spoke with you, I saw something,"

“Really?”

“Really. So, what else happened?”

“He told me to think about it and take as much time as I need.”

“And have you thought about it?”

“Yeah...”

“Did you disregard what he said?”

“...no.”

“How does he make you feel?”

“I can’t really explain this happiness I get when I’m with him. He just...makes me smile so widely when I think about him. If I have a bad day, just being in his presence makes me forget about the negativity.”

“Okay. Well, what’s stopping you?”

“He’s my best friend...”

“It’s normal for people to be great friends and end up dating. Either way, I can see that he’s a great guy for you. It’s the way he looks at you, Jen...it’s...hard to describe, but you can see the love in his eyes. He’s in love with you and I can see that you’re in love with him, too. Just like you’re helping me with the girl I love, I want to help you with the guy that you’re in love with. If there’s anything you need me to do, like you’re doing for me, just say it. I just want you to be happy. I gotta look out for you, right?” he nudged her.

“How can you say that so easily? That I’m in love with him?”

“Well, for starters, when you talk about him, your pupils dilate. Remember, my dad is a doctor, I get hit with knowledge about these things. He told me about that when I told him about my crush. Say something about Jungkook.”

“Okkkaaay. Well, I love gaming with him. He makes me happy and has the sweetest smile,” she called out as he watched her pupils dilate.

“Yep. They just dilated. You might as well start calling Jungkook bae as soon as you get back to Seoul," he chuckled.

"Bae?" she asked, amused.

------

“Whoo-hoo-hoo! Woooooo!” Angelina yelled, jumping around while Jennie watched her flip her shit.

The two were located in a dance studio, spending the rest of the day together. Jen had just told her that Jungkook confessed and was jokingly wondering if she made the right choice to tell her.

“Finally, he made a move! Long overdue! Give me all the details, now! I want the tea! I wanna know where he touched you, where he kissed you, everything! Do you have hickeys on your neck?” she pulled at her shirt.

“H-hey! No, I don’t!” Jen removed her hand.

“Next thing you know, you’re gonna tell me he pinned you to the wall or something.” she teased with a laugh.

That statement caused Jennie to avert her eyes as her body shivered from the thought. Drinking her water, she made a mental note to never underestimate him. He was unpredictable yet affectionate when they were alone. She lowkey loved that about him. Moments later she noticed that the laughter stopped.

Widening her eyes, Angelina yelled, “HE DID!?” and slapped her on the back, making Jennie cough and choke on her water. “Oh my God~! Ahhhhhh! I am so damn proud of him! I knew he had it in him! I was rooting for him! We were all rooting for him!”

“I didn’t confirm it!”

“No need! The look on your face says it all. See, I knew he was going to snap. It was only a matter of time. You cannot expect a guy like him to just keep sitting by the sidelines. Come to think of it...you two were eye-fucking each other for a while, anyway.”

“What? No, we were not!”

"Be so for real, right now. You both be staring at each other,"

"No, we weren't!"

Angelina looked at her, detecting the BS. “Uh huh. I know you enjoyed it, don’t front. He’s a whole different person when you two are alone. Wow. What a man. Can you imagine your first time with him? If he’s like this now, I wonder if you’re anywhere near prepared for the passion of his lovemaking. Woo, Lord. If he already pinned you to the wall, imagine the bed.”

'When we get serious and when we are ready, I want to be your first in other ways besides being your first boyfriend,'

Jen thought about Jungkook's words which caused her face to heat up and shake her head.

“Shut up!” Jennie covered her ears. “Shut up, shut up, stop talking! Stop talking about him!”

“Can you feel the love tonight?” Angelina sang and let out another laugh.

Uncovering her ears, she replied, “He just...got carried away, that’s all.”

“Um, no. The both of you got carried away! In a good way! But the wall though? Lord Jesus! I’m hot!” she fanned herself. “Are we speaking about the same Jungkook? The one I met?”

“It’s a little hard to believe, too. I dunno, it was like...a switch went off on him.”

“Well, he most certainly got his point across. I knew deep down he would do something. You can’t expect him not to. I mean, look at you! Gosh, I wonder how much of a struggle it is for him to get you alone without the members all around. Haha, and from your facial expression, it looks like you were not prepared for what he did to you at all. Whoo boy, you still look dazed as you talk about it. My boy gave you that work!”

“I’m not dazed...”

“Lie again, why don't you? Did he pick you up and have you wrap your legs around his waist?”

“Can we stop talking about this?” she rubbed her temples.

“Why? Is it getting you in your feelings?” Angelina raised a brow with a smirk.

“No!”

“So, answer the question.”

“Okay! Yeah! He did! He picked me up and pinned me against the wall, okay? And my legs were around him as we kept kissing. Happy now?”

“Lord, my prayers have been answered! Thank you, Jesus! What else did he say?”

“He...he told me I’m his, okay? And that he loves me.”

Angelina dramatically fell to the floor. “It is so good to receive this time of year! Woo! Did y’all make it to the bed?!”

“No!”

“Aw, man! He didn’t lay you down on the bed?” she asked as she sat on the floor.

“No!”

“Damn! I thought it got even more juicer! Are you sure? Are you hiding something from me?”

Jen sat on the floor across from her. “Would you stop thinking dirty? Your mind is dirtier than a trash truck. You and Namjoon are perfect for each other.”

Angelina thought about her and Namjoon when she kissed him in the hotel room.

-------

After getting off the phone about the collab and excitedly texting Jennie, Namjoon walked in.

“Namjoon! I got the collab back with The Weeknd!” she yelled happily.

“Really?! That’s awesome!” he beamed.

“Ahhh, I’m so happy!” she suddenly grabbed him and crashed her lips against his. Quickly pulling away, they stared at each other in surprise. “I-I’m sorry.”

“I’m not.” he smiled. “I’ve liked you for a while now. I think we should do something about this.”

“Oh really?” she returned his smile. “I think we should do something about this too.”

“Have dinner with me.”

“I’d like that a lot.” she pulled him in for another kiss.

-------

Since then, they had Skype dates and kept in touch whenever their schedules allowed them to. Despite the distance, she was happy. And it made Jennie smile seeing them so content.

“Why thank you, hehe. I enjoy every second of dating him.”

Angelina was grateful for Jennie because she had been trying to push them together for a while. Getting them to text and Facetime. Helping them to not be so nervous and shy around each other. Even giving them a ton of alone time when she could.

“I’m sure you are. Oh, Jennie, I love Namjoon, he is soooo cute.” Jen teased, making Angelina’s face warm up.

“H-hey! Shut up!” she exclaimed while Jennie giggled.

Ever since Jen saw them kissing, she would tease her constantly, but now the tables were turned and Angelina was going to get her payback.

“I’m just happy that you’re happy.” Jen smiled softly.

“Jen, stop trying to change the subject,"

"I'm not!"

"Yes, you are! I know what you’re trying to do. What did you do after Jungkook kissed you? You are going to tell me everything. Stop dodging this,"

"I'm not dodging!"

"Then tell me!"

"Ugh...fine! He told me to think about it and then he left,” she answered but got smacked on the arm. “Ow! What gives?!”

“Girl! You mean to tell me you let that cute, hot, sexy man leave your room after confessing and kissing you?! Are you out of your mind!?“

"Oh my God! What else was I supposed to do, I’m still shooked he told me he loves me!”

“I cannot believe you!”

“I hate when people say this! How would you feel if your best friend out of the blue says that they love you, kisses you, and tells you to think about it? I really care about him and he is my best friend. He completely changed everything.”

“Nothing changed, Jennie. Everything is still the same. You’re just realizing your feelings that we already can see,"

Jennie let out a huff. Angelina was grilling the heck out of her when it came to Jungkook. There was no escape. Since she came home, everyone had brought him up, making it inevitable for her to face reality.

“Ah...I still can’t get over this...how could you let that man leave your room~?” Angelina whined. “If I were you, after dealing with all of that, I would’ve jumped on him and ripped his shirt off. Shit, you should’ve shoved him on the bed or something. Unless you wanted to deep down.”

Jennie shot her a glare. “I hate you.”

Angelina giggled and shrugged. “What? What? I’m just saying.”

“Look...I kind of...was the one who pushed him against the wall first, anyway.”

“Whoa! You did what!?”

“I-I didn’t know what got over me, okay?”

“You didn’t tell me that part! Girl! GIRL!” she shaked her for a moment and released her. “So, it was YOU that sparked this intensity? Wow, you basically gave him the OK to go wild. He sure did from what you told me.”

“It was just the heat of the moment!”

“No, you were enjoying it and wanted to continue, so that’s why you grabbed him and pushed him up against the wall,"

"No."

"Admit it.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No.”

“Yes, bitch.”

“No, bitch.”

“Yes, bitch.”

“No, bitch. No.”

“Yes, bitch, yes.”

“No!”

“All right, enough fooling around.” Angelina changed her tone of voice into a serious one. “Be real with me.”

“I am.”

“Okay, then look at me in the eyes and tell me I’m wrong about these facts. You always think about how he makes you feel. You love that his strong arms make you feel safe and happy. You love the idea of cuddling with him and sleeping in his arms. Am I wrong to believe that you enjoyed every single second of him kissing the hell outta you and having him all over you? That you loved how he poured his heart out, saying all those things, bringing you to tears? Tell me if I’m wrong about you being his and him being yours. This is no coincidence. It’s love. So, tell me to my face that it isn’t. Tell me that as soon as you get back to Seoul, you’re not going to tell him you love him, too.”

Looking away, Jen let out a deep sigh. She couldn’t do it.

“Mm-hm, that’s what I thought.” she giggled. "This is so adorable,"

“Why is it that everyone keeps talking about this man to me? First, it was my sisters, then Diana, then Kevin. And now you.”

Jen thought about the conversation she had with her manager, Diana when she told her about his confession.

------

“About time! Do you have any idea how many times I’ve caught that boy staring at you? Hard? He’s a fine young man. Fine smile and, a sweet personality. Respectful, too. I see a lot of good things in Jungkook. And it looks like he has felt this way for a long time. He’s serious about you.”

Her statement made Jennie's heart flip as she thought about Jungkook.

“You too?” she groaned and threw her head back.

Everyone kept saying the same thing. Was there no escape? 

“Okay, I have to ask, did you kiss him back?” Diana teased

“Well, of course, I kissed him back! What else was I supposed to do?”

"Hm hm...you wanted to. You could’ve pushed him away. I guess my boo is in love. Looks like Jennie is about to get herself a man.”

“I-I am not!”

Diana sarcastically replied, “Uh huh. Kissing him back, constantly thinking about the kiss, having the urge to kiss him again, and wanting to be around him surely doesn’t mean you’re in love.”

----------

“Now get on the dance floor. You’re going to loosen up by dancing to the songs of my choice. Just like we did back during the Amity days.” Angelina announced as she stood up.

“Why do I feel like this is a bad idea?” Jen stood up and stretched.

“It’s musical therapy, boo.”

“We’ll see about that.” she walked to the middle of the dance floor while Angelina sat by the stereo with her phone connected.

Whenever they were bored back at Songstress when they were with Amity, they would freestyle dance while the others would choose random songs for them to dance to. 

Carry Out by Timbaland and Justin Timberlake came on

Angelina nodded to the beat and smiled as she watched her dance.

Take my order 'cause your body like a carry out

Let me walk into your body 'til you hear me out

Turn me on my baby, don't you cut me out

"Okay!" she nodded in approval and then switched to Yeah! by Usher

Angelina giggled as she watched Jennie get hyped and dance more freely, enjoying the throwback. She even lipsynced some of the lyrics with her. After she danced a good amount of the song, Angelina put on Get Busy by Sean Paul.

But little did Jennie know that Angelina had some tricks up her sleeve. Being sly, she switched the song to She Knows by Neyo while Jen continued to dance.

You know, from the moment she turn around, ay

She know, how to back it up and drop it down

Watching Jennie drop down to the floor, Angelina praised her, “Whew! Drop it down for your man! Certain sexy Golden Maknae got you feeling yourself, hm?”

Getting back up to her feet to continue to dance, Jennie tossed a middle finger her way which caused Angelina to laugh out loud.

And she loves the attention

That she get when she moves, yeah

"You love Jungkook's attention, huh?" she called out.

"Shush!" Jennie exclaimed.

After the chorus, Angelina changed the song to Truffle Butter by Nicki Minaj, Drake and Lil Wayne. Jennie started feeling herself and began lipsyncing Drake's verse as she danced. Angelina nodded to the beat, watching her with a smile.

"Yo, thinkin' out loud! I must have about a milli' on me right now!" Angelina started rapping Nicki's verse as Jennie continued to dance. 

She ended up getting up from the floor to dance with Jennie, vibing to the song as they both rapped the rest of Nicki's part.

"Ayeeeeeeee!" Angelina shouted after her verse was done. 

As Jennie danced until the song was over, Angelina put on Body Party by Ciara. The song caused Jennie to stop dancing and look at herself in the mirror. She then thought about the time when Jungkook and her were practicing during this song. How close she was with him and the intense eye contact.

“You and Jungkook, right?” Angelina teased.

“Be quiet.” she waved her away as she thought about the moment they shared.

“Your body is Jungkook’s party! Baby!” Angelina sang dramatically, taking Jen away from her thoughts.

She shook her head and turned to her. “Are you serious?!”

“You cannot deny these lyrics! Listen to me sing while you dance!” she giggled while Jen rolled her eyes and started moving.

“Annoying...”

“He can’t keep his hands off you!” she sang while Jennie sighed loudly. “Touch you right there, let him rock your body! You can’t keep your hands off him! His body is your party! You doing this little dance for him! He got you so excited! Now it’s just you and him! Your body’s his party, let’s get it started, whoo!”

“Are you done!?”

“Jen you should know that his love is always on your mind! Jennie don’t fight it!” she went on teasingly. “You want it all the time! Jen, you should know that his love is always on your mind! And you can’t deny it, you want him! You on him!”

Angelina then switched it to If It Isn't Love by New Edition.

"You have got to be kidding me. You're so annoying~!" Jennie sent her a playful glare, doing the exact choreography from the song since it was one of her favorites.

"Haha, yeah okay!"

I don't love her

I tried to tell myself

But you can see it in my eyes

So don't deny

I can't fool no one else

"'CAUSE IF IT ISN'T LOVE WHY DO YOU FEEL THIS WAY!? WHY DOES JUNGKOOK STAY ON YOUR MIND?" Angelina screamed the custom lyrics which made Jennie shoot her another glare as she danced.

"For crying out loud..." she grumbled.

Angelina laughed and quickly changed the song to Sevyn’s Sex on the Ceiling

“Okay, what do you keep putting on these sexy songs!?” Jennie complained as she stopped dancing.

“It’s on shuffle!” she lied.

“You’re doing this on purpose.”

“Hey, I’m trying to get you right in your feelings, thinking about your future man.” she smiled innocently.

“You are no help!”

“Oh, I am helping. This is Angelina’s musical therapy, bitch. You’re in love and I’m gonna get you to understand that you have a whole MAN waiting for you in Seoul and you are going to make him yours. Oh, and this is also payback for teasing me about Namjoon. So, deal with it. I always get even. You are going to suffer today!”

Jennie huffed. She was going to get her back tenfold for this. “Change it!”

“Fine.” she switched it to Grind with Me by Pretty Ricky.

Jennie yelled and covered her ears, "Cut it out!"

“Grind on Kook~! Relax your mind, take your time on him. Let him get deeper, shawty, ride on him,” Angelina sang.

“Change it!” 

“Ooh, you know what you should do? You should give Jungkook a lap dance one day.”

“Oh, my God...” Jennie covered her face.

Laughing loudly, Angelina changed the song to Clumsy by Fergie, continuing to sing lyrics about her and Jungkook, “Jen can't help it, the girl can't help it! Jen can't help it, the girl can't help it!"

"Be quiet!" 

First time that I saw your eyes

Boy, you looked right through me, mmm, mmm

Played it cool, but I knew you knew

That cupid hit me, mmm, mmm

"Jungkook got her tripping, stumbling, flipping, fumbling. Jen's clumsy cause she’s falling in love. He got her slipping, tumbling, sinking, crumbling. Clumsy cause she’s falling in love~!” Angelina went on. “She’s so in love with him~”

“For crying out loud, are you done?!”

“Jungkook got everything he want in his life except a girlfriend,” Angelina announced after changing the song to B2K’s Girlfriend.

“Oh Lord...don’t butcher this throwback, Ang! I love this song,”

“I love it, too! Now shut up and listen!”

“I cannot believe this...I get it, stop singing!”

“Nah! No, you don’t.”

"I do!"

“A girlfriend, girlfriend. He need a girlfriend, girlfriend. A girlfriend, girlfriend. Would you be his girlfriend, girlfriend?” Angelina sang.

“I get it!” Jen yelled again.

“You’re only saying that because you want me to stop. It’s not in your skull, yet.”

Jennie rolled her eyes. When is this going to be over?

“Boyfriend! Boyfriend! Jen need a boyfriend! Boyfriend! Boyfriend! Boyfriend! Would you be his girlfriend? Girlfriend?” she sang once the chorus came back on again.

Angelina changed the music to Oui by Jeremih next. “Listen to the lyrics. Pretend Jungkook is singing this to you.”

“You’re insane.”

“You’re in love.” she countered as Jen pressed her lips together and crossed her arms. “Thought so.”

“Look-“

“Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah,” Angelina sang along, silencing her. “This song was made for you and him.”

“Can you just change the song?”

“Fine. Dance to this one.” she changed it to Rihanna and Future’s Loveeeeeee Song.

“Fine. Fine.”

“Kook don’t wanna give you the wrong impression. He need love and affection. ” Angelina started, standing with Jennie. “And he hope he not sounding too desperate. He need love and affection. Love-uh-uh-uh. Love-uh-uh-uh. Love-uh-uh. Love and affection. Love, love, L-O-V-E-E-E and affection!”

Giving in, Jennie sang, interrupting Angelina, taking her by surprise, “Oh, baby. I’m not asking for the world, maybe. He can give me what I want. Baby, come hold me tight and when I’m drowning save me. Give it to me on a daily.”

“Yesssss!” she cheered

“If I’m your girl, say my name, boy let me know I’m in control. We both grown, so how we feel we can let it show. I-I-I won’t play around. I-I-I, I wanna lay you down. I-I-I, I need you now, I need you now, Oh, oh.”

“Let me know!” she praised as Jen let out a chuckle when she shook her. “See, I knew this musical therapy would work. Sing your feelings out. Keep going.”

As she continued to dance, she went on to sing, “Boy, lately, you’ve been stingy with your time. Got me wondering, I’m wondering if I’m on your mind. Boy, I just wanna be in your possession.”

“Whew, okay!”

“You say I’m the one you want. So, come express it.”

“Let him know!”

“Don’t slip, don’t slip, cause a n*gga might push up on it. Don’t really wanna lose this moment. Why window shop when you own this?”

“Yes!”

“I-I-I don’t put it down. I-I-I don’t fuck around. I-I-I, I want you now, I want you now, oh, oh whoa.”

“Yasss! See! Come on, you can’t deny this anymore, girl.”

Angelina was on to something. The more this musical therapy went on, the more Jen began to accept things for what they were.

--------

While Diana had some business to attend to, Jennie offered to babysit her kids when she left. She happily went wild and dressed her children in Nike clothes and accessories.

When she took them to the park, she had them pose as she took a few photos and posted them on Twitter with the caption, ‘Auntie Jennie here. If I have kids, you best believe they’ll be wearing Nike! A preview for the future, lol.’

Back at Diana’s place, her kids kept her busy, running around and playing various games in the living room. Tired, Jennie was lying on the floor and began to try to take a video to post for Twitter. 

She spoke about how great of a day she was having with them, until Diana’s four-year-old daughter, Aniyah, cutely yelled “Attack!” and fell on Jennie’s stomach.

“Oof!” Jennie groaned and began laughing, “Ho-ho-ho-ho-gosh!”

She soon ended the video and posted it with the caption, ‘Cutie knows how to keep me on my toes, lol.’

While Diana’s eight-year-old and eleven-year-old sons played video games, Jennie occasionally watched while playing dolls with Aniyah.

Noticing Jen’s phone open and seeing Jungkook on her screen, Aniyah called out her name, setting her dolls down.

“Yes?” Jen smiled.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” she asked innocently.

That question caught her by surprise. The Lord was testing her today. She really thought she would get a break from this. But no. Even Diana’s kids were asking about Jungkook.

“Um...no, why do you ask? What brought this up so suddenly?”

“I saw a boy on your phone. See?” she pointed to the background photo of Jungkook. “He looks cute! Isn’t he your boyfriend?”

Butterflies came back to Jennie as she let out a nervous laugh. “N-no. He is not my boyfriend.”

“Do you like him?” Aniyah looked at her innocently.

“I...”

How could she feel so much pressure from a little girl? She was just a little girl. Why does everyone keep asking her about Jungkook?

“Wait, do you love him?!” she happily smiled brightly, getting excited.

Jennie let out a deep exhale. She couldn’t lie to her. She couldn’t avoid it anymore. She couldn’t deny this feeling she got from him. 

Nodding to herself, Jennie responded with no hesitation, “Yes. I do love him.”

“Awwww! So cute! How much?”

“Very much.” she smiled sweetly.

“Does he make you happy?”

“Yes. Very happy.”

“Yay! It makes me happy to see that you love your boyfriend!”

“Ah, he’s...not my boyfriend.”

“What? How can you love him if he isn’t your boyfriend?”

“I-I haven’t...told him my feelings, yet.”

“You should! Let’s call him!” she grabbed her phone and ran away.

“W-wait! Hey!” she ran after her around the house as the little girl giggled.

Dashing upstairs, Aniyah went through her contacts, scrolling and wondering what his name was. She then randomly pressed a number to call.

Once she heard someone answer, she happily asked, “Is this Jennie’s boyfriend!? She loves you! Hehe, do you love her, too? Are you two going to date?"

“Hey! Give me that!” Jennie quickly grabbed the phone and checked the caller ID.

Jimin.

Of all people, it was Jimin that Aniyah had called. There was no turning back, now. This was her fate.

Jimin giggled at what had just occurred as he heard Jennie hesitantly answer. 

“I want us to Facetime,” he spoke. “There’s something I want to discuss with you. When you get settled, call me back.”

“A-all right.” she hung up.

Oh, this was great. Now she would have to face Jimin. But maybe this would be a good thing. Venting and talking about Jungkook to him.

Once the kids were settled, Jennie stayed in the living room and Facetimed Jimin.

“Hey, Jimin.” she greeted as he sat on the edge of the bed with his phone leaning against something to show his entire body.

Jimin exhaled and fell back on the bed. “For a second I thought I heard something I wanted to hear for a while now during our phone call,” he said to himself. “Something that Taehyung and I have been trying to do for a long time. And it seems like our hard work is finally about to pay off. I can just see our ship finally about to sail. I’m not dreaming, right?”

She continued to listen to him ramble as she felt like she was in the hot seat. Jimin sat back up and rested his elbow on his knee while leaning his cheek against his palm.

“Now you know I don’t speak English...” he spoke in a serious voice. “But I have to ask for clarification...was she telling the truth?”

She had felt Jimin’s stare burning into her as he patiently anticipated her answer.

“How would you feel if I, your friend, randomly walked up to you one night and said, ‘Jimin, I’m in love with you’ and kissed you?”

Jimin giggled. “Well, I’d be flattered, because it’s you, Ennie.”

“Oh, my gosh...of course you’d say that.” she chuckled. “It took me a while but...I can’t deny these feelings anymore.”

“So...?” he leaned forward.

“Yes. It’s true. I love Jungkook- “

Jimin’s sudden happy scream cut her off as he fell off the bed. Jennie stared at her phone in alarm.

“Jimin?” she called out. “Where’d you go? Oh my gosh...really?”

Jimin had to run out of the room to drag Taehyung into his room. Jennie heard loud, happy rambling and soon saw the screen face the ceiling because Jimin had accidentally made his phone fall on the table with a loud thump.

“Woooooooow...so you gonna drop me?” she playfully scolded.

“Sorry! Sorry!” he grabbed his phone and shakily put it back in place. He then sat back on the bed with Tae. “Now say what you just said again!”

“What did she say?” Taehyung asked.

“Just listen! Come on, Jennie! Say it one more time!”

Jennie shook her head, amused. “You guys are ridiculous. I said yes, it’s true. I’m in love with Jungkook-“

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!” the 95 Liners screamed, making her wince at the loud noise.

“Is that necessary?” she started laughing. “You guys are a piece of work.”

“Finally! FI-NAL-LY!” Taehyung cheered while tears developed in his eyes.

“T-Taehyung are you crying?” she asked in disbelief

“N-No!” he wiped the tears from his eyes.

“Jeez. Is it really that serious-

“YES!” The 95 Liners shouted, causing her to lean back in surprise.

“Well damn.”

“Yeah, damn! Do you know the amount of people that have been waiting for this moment!? How many chapters it’s been?” Taehyung exclaimed.

“When are you coming back!? What are you even going to tell him when you come back?!” Jimin asked.

“I’m...a little nervous to see him,” Jen admitted.

“Don’t be!” Taehyung beamed. “How about we bring Jungkook here, now?”

“I want to see him face to face to tell him. So, please don’t bring him here to Facetime,” she responded. "I'll see him when I come back,"

Taehyung nodded. “That’s actually better. We need to think of a plan to get you two alone.”

“Guys, you’ve done enough, I got it-“

“No way! We must see this through!” Jimin proudly announced. “We have just the plan! Bye Jennie, enjoy your time in America!”

“Aye! Don’t you dare hang up on me!” she yelled but the call ended. “I’ma kick their damn asses when I get back. Hanging up on me, are you serious?” she grumbled and tossed her phone on the couch, grabbing the remote.

[smaller-comfort]

AHHHHHHHHH oh my god how is it over 6000 words what the hell.

This fought me so hard, but it more or less ended up where I wanted it. Resh'an gets to be a little bit weird sometimes, as a treat.

Notes below the cut.

Posting this story as a chaptered work instead of a one shot probably made the whole thing seem a lot cooler and more mysterious than it actually ended up being.

I hope the reveal is satisfying, but I honestly can't tell anymore! My google doc clocks in at nearly 10k words. It's an absolute mess.

Ultimately both Resh'an and Aephorul make stupid mistakes, frequently. We just see the aftermath of Aephorul's fuckups more often in the game. Sure, they're basically gods, but Resh'an can't even remember that he stuck a cork in his hat on a good day. Aephorul's first response to any minor inconvenience is to murder something. They are terrible at this.

I cut a whole lot of stuff about Aephorul wanting to be human again. There's an epilogue scene that I didn't write where he dismantles his lab- the world eater he was keeping dormant there primarily served as a power source. He drains off all the energy of those devoured souls and uses it to transform himself back into the body he remembers having when he was alive.

It only lasts for a few minutes, and every second is agonizing. The price of inmortality: he can never get back what he lost. He'll destroy the universe trying, though.

Originally Resh'an was a lot more of an asshole- or rather, Aephorul perceived him as being more of an asshole- and that's partly what I was struggling with in writing this chapter.

I considered leaning into the time loop shenanigans and including all of the stuff that I cut as one of the other 26 iterations that Resh'an experienced. That felt excessive, though.

Resh'an was definitely lying at least a little when he said he didn't remember much of the times when he wasn't lucid.

I keep making accidental locked tomb references. I swear I don't mean to.

"If we're awful together, I can't even imagine how much worse we'd be on our own." Still probably my favorite line, although the one about laboratory precautions in the third chapter makes me laugh a lot. Their bickering is a lot of fun.

Resh'an's ears aren't the only thing Aephorul pierced when they were younger. (It was his nipples. Aephorul absolutely pierced Resh'an's nipples.) (His were already pierced when they met.) (It's my sexy AU, okay, I can do what I want.)

Resh'an's terrible poetry:

Hang my heart in the sky

And see it outshine the sun

For love of you

Am I more embarrassed by this than any of these characters ever could be? 💯 That's where the series name comes from, anyway.

These guys have invented sex acts that are probably illegal in at least three separate worlds. Of course Resh'an thinks being dismembered is sexy, he's got the depression. I don't fucking know.

At some point I'm going to end up writing skullfucking and it's going to be like the assassin's creed stump fucking kinkmeme fill all over again.

I am so, so sorry I just wrote that sentence!

I will probably post some of those cut sections here tomorrow.

[blackjackkent]

OK back on the hunt for Minsc. I would really like to get him before the next long rest, because I would prefer not to cut it too close on going to rescue Florrick before she suffers a short drop and a sudden stop.

So we're back in the sewers again; at the spot we left off, we were fighting some people who seemed like they were Stone Lord lackeys so hopefully that means we're pretty close to the mark.

Apparently we left off right before a puzzle:

OK, this looks straightforward enough.

OK maybe not straightforward - within a minute I had managed to make both pumps explode.

I actually have no idea what I did that specifically was the right thing to do here but I did, at any rate, manage to open the sluice gate eventually.

No Sage inspiration for this puzzle, which is correct, because Hector and I both definitely did not use our brains on this one. XD

Into the tunnel and...

AHHHHHHHHH

THERE HE IS AGAIN! MY BOY!

(I will stop being excited about him never. ^_^ )

He and the false Jaheira are deep in discussion with, of all people, Roah Moonglow, who it's been a hot minute since we've seen:

"All the coin seems to be there," the Zhentarim halfling is saying. "If a little bloodstained. You lot are enthusiastic about your Lord's work..."

"Our Lady," the false Jaheira growls. "We serve only the Absolute."

Roah laughs casually. She's clearly no more cowed by the cult here than she was at Moonrise - or by her companions' much greater size, either. "Silly me," she drawls. "We Zhentarim are so long past our own godly roots, I'm afraid I forget the half of them.

Her eyes flick over to Minsc with a hint of sincere curiosity. "But you I know. When did you start worshipping gods?" she asks, tilting up one eyebrow. "Did they give your wee rodent a worm friend too?"

Minsc's head snaps back at the words and his face gives a sudden spasm as if with great pain. "R- rodent?" he mumbles.

"Enough!" the doppelganger snaps before Roah can pursue the question. "You will show the Stone Lord proper respect! And you will return to the Guildhall and do as we have paid you to."

"Of course," Roah says hastily. "I only thought--"

"Wait!" Minsc has recovered himself and his eyes have locked onto Hector clambering out of the cistern pipe.

"Flop all you wish, little fish!" he snarls. "But Minsc has caught you!"

Roah grins cheerfully and immediately begins backpedaling out of the situation. "On that note - good luck! The job will be done by the time you get to the Guildhall."

The halfling trader vanishes into the shadows and Minsc and the doppelganger turn with matching glares to face down the new arrivals.

-----

"So much for stealth," Jaheira murmurs sardonically as her wildshape magic begins to swirl around her.

"We were never going to get in here without being seen," Hector says with a slight shake of his head. "Watch out - a few others in the shadows."

"Carlisle," Jaheira says, just before the magic swallows her; her eyes pierce his with an air of muted desperation. "Do not kill him. Please."

He nods slightly. "You have my word."

[jinkicake]

Heard this rly cute catboy asmr and now I’m stuck on catboy kazuha😒just a pretty boy who’s so polite and patient despite the cat that he’s hiding dead birds under the porch and will disappear for 12 hours and show up with dinner and no explanation as to where he was. He’s independent and likes to touch stuff so he will make a big ass pillow fort in the middle of the living room, like he made blueprints and got boxes and chairs. thinking about living so peaceful w your relaxing catboy until he goes into heat and he’s a demon😞 like imagine he’s like “uwu can I breed you🥺” and you say yes bc Duh he looks so cute all teary eyes and begging like that, you can’t help but want to tease him😌 calling him pretty as asking if he’s your good boy but he’s slowly loosing the grip he had on his sanity. Like he probably feels bad about asking so he wants to let you take the lead but you’re taking so long just grinding up against him and kissing his neck he has no choice😞 so he mutters out a quick “excuse me, but I can’t take it anymore” and pins you down to slip inside. Now hear me out,,, that summer event where he got drunk and was moaning out “more please” has me absolutely convinced he’s in top ten prettiest moaners in teyvat!! When he’s finally inside his voice gets all serious and gravely and he lets out the prettiest moan ever like he has to ik he does!! He’s pounding into you like he’s trying to knock you up first try💀 and just telling you that you’re such a good master being so obedient for him, and telling you how he’s gunna fill you up and keep going until his body can’t anymore. And honestly rip bc it would happen in like a split second like one minute he’s being so behaved and sitting still the next moment he has your face shoved in the pillows asking if he’s allowed to cum inside bc he’s been so good☺️ sgshsh feel like he would know his heat is coming in a few days and not say a word, like this was definitely calculated💀 he made sure to steal a few hoodies and sweaters to put in his pillow fort and have the ac turned on but alas you caught him red handed😔 mc would sleep like a baby and wake up completely energized while you’re fighting for your like to open your eyelids 😭😭😭 he’s a menace in every genre!!

... CATBOY?! STOP- I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and imagine it's like cute satan cat boy-

I feel like catboy kazuha would be independent and leave you for weeks on end and then come back and be sooooo clingy.... like you might suffocate because of his cuddling lmao

he's sick in heat T T IT IS ALL A FRONT. I know his cutesy act only lasts so long before his restraint snaps and he's pounding into you with the only thing on his mind being to b r e e d loooooll

i still remember the summer event and remember watching that cutscene over and over again just to hear him (i didnt even finish the event bc i was so lazy T T) HIS VOICE ACTOR IS LITERALLY MAHITO AND HARUUUU FROM FREE LIKEEEE OFC HES GONNA HAVE SOME OF THE PRETTIEST MOANS IN THE GAME AHHHHHHHHH (not mentioned - runner ups- : kaeya and diluc and miss lisa)

i like the passion from kazuha like yes.... kiss and fuck like im going to be k!lled by miss shogun the next day- and the way he can switch up on you is INSANE. i like the duality like i enjoy that in a character.... it's boring sometimes when they're strictly dominant like why not be both!! kazuha gets it!!

i enjoy kazuha in every genre.... that much is now clear to me!!! i need to get him onhis next rerun like i need him soooo bad you dont understand T T but miss shenhe is end of 3.5 and i need her BAD so idk how im going to pull both since i heard that kazuha is 3.6 but it will happen it will happen!!!