#ahl fanfiction

[couldawouldashoulda50]

A/N: I had this idea back in December when Alex was playing with the Marlies. He led the team in an incredible comeback after being down 3-0 against Bakersfield, finishing the night with five points—two assists, three goals, and an OT winner to complete the hat trick.

I started wondering… what if Loren showed up at his game one afternoon—completely unprompted, just because she wanted to support him? Would that mean something to Alex? Would it affect him in a way he didn't expect?

I had so much fun writing this, and I hope there’s an audience out there for it. ❤️ *Note - as much as I try to keep real events aligned with dates and such, I realize that Ella Nylander was already in TO at the time but kept that fact out for the sake of the story.

Warnings - profanity, high level description during a hook-up (not terribly detailed smut), allusions to Loren and William in bed.

18+ only please.

Word count - 7k

Loren approached the usher at the entrance to the stands at Coca-Cola Coliseum, the home arena for the Toronto Marlies - the farm team for the Maple Leafs.

She showed the electronic ticket on her phone with her seat number. “Row CC - straight down to ice level…you’ll see a lot of the action - great view. Enjoy the game and let me know if you have any questions.”

Loren thanked him and began descending down the metal steps which creaked and shifted slightly with every step. She felt the energy and excitement in the air of the arena as she slipped into her seat by the glass. She was the lone person in her row at that moment, the coldness of the seat and the chill from the ice’s surface had her zipping up her vest and adjusting her knitted cream turtleneck.

William had left for Detroit the day before and told her to stay at the condo, take it easy - try to enjoy a rare weekend to herself. But sleeping in his bed without him had only made her miss him more. She decided to head home after lunch on Saturday, but as she merged onto the northbound Don Valley Parkway, she had a spur-of-the-moment idea and decided to go to see Alex (Nylander) and the Marlies play that afternoon instead. Taking the first viable exit off the parkway, she entered the address of the arena into her GPS at a traffic light. She decided not to even let Alex know she was coming - she would send him a congratulatory text or one with words of support afterward once she arrived home, depending on the outcome.

As she settled into her seat, Loren took another glance around the arena, her gaze lifting to the banners in the rafters and the large video screen hanging over center ice. William played here once. The thought crossed her mind as she imagined him at eighteen—this gorgeous, fresh-faced, highly touted rookie as he stepped onto this very ice. He had always been confident, that much she knew, but she wondered, aside from the hockey aspect, how he truly felt back then, navigating his life as a young player in a city like Toronto.

Smiling to herself, she pulled out her phone and snapped a quick selfie—her seat by the glass, trying to angle the shot to capture the Marlies emblem at centre ice. She sent it to William - no caption, no explanation - just a photo.

The response was almost immediate.

William: Beautiful ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 are you at Alex’s game?

Loren grinned, pulling her phone out of her pocket again.

Loren: Yes - I decided to come watch him at the last minute. I was actually going home because I miss my boys so much…but I turned around when I got the idea to come watch Alex play.

There was a pause—just long enough that she could picture him considering the words in her message.

William: That’ll mean a lot to him. Does he know ur there?

Loren: No - I didn’t want to bother him…he’ll be coming out soon for warm-ups so maybe he’ll see me. Snagged first row - I can’t even get first row to see you 😝😘

William: I’d be too distracted seeing you in the first row ❤️‍🔥🫠🥴

Loren: It would be distracting since I’d be in heat and licking the glass the entire time 🤤🫦

There was another pause, he was typing, then he would stop and start again.

William: Fuck, you really are the best. Please don’t go home afterward….it’ll be late but I really hope you’ll be there in bed when i get back.

Loren: I can hardly wait…have a good game. will be thinking about you.

She knew they could just go on and on with messaging so William just responding with another heart-on-fire emoji.

She slipped her phone back in her pocket, barely realizing her perma-grin that she was wearing. William had this way of making her feel like she could levitate. The warmth she felt from their brief exchange cut through the chill in the arena far better than her chunky turtleneck did.

Loren looked around at all the spectators starting to file into their seats. Kids started to line up along the class with some handmade signs for their favourite players - smaller scale than what she had witnessed at Leaf games but no less endearing. The energy in the atmosphere was building and there were moments where she felt just as excited to be there as she is when she sees William play.

With the bass pounding and the laser show flashing, the announcer riled up the crowd as the Marlies players began filing onto the ice, followed by Bakersfield, the opposing team. Her eyes darted around as she scanned the sea of jerseys and helmets. It wasn’t long before they landed on the jersey number 92, who was skating hard around the corners, a look of absolute focus on his face.

He skated past her spot in the stands, and Loren figured he hadn’t seen her. Her gaze trailed after him for a moment before shifting to a few other players she recognized. But when she glanced back, searching for Alex again, she caught him mid-lap—just as he turned his head and nearly collided with Alex Steeves. Both players stumbled, their skates catching awkwardly on the ice. He stopped abruptly, his skates gripping the ice as his brows furrowed, focusing on her and processing her presence. As he approached the glass, she gave him a small wave and an easy smile, mouthing, “Hi.”

Alex grinned, a mix of surprise and delight lighting up his expression. He shook his head slightly, as if to say, What are you doing here? Loren smiled and shrugged, pointing to the ice, mouth: to watch you play.

Alex was touched. He had never even thought of asking if she’d ever want to come to a Marlies game. And he liked Loren - he always had. They got along well and occasionally bantered back and forth but there was a part of him that felt something else whenever she was around. It wasn’t that he was uncomfortable - unsettling maybe? Not about who Loren was - he knew she was good to the core. But still - it was something he noticed, this vague feeling that he could never put his finger on it, but it wasn’t hidden enough for him to shake entirely.

As warmups continued, Loren noticed some of Alex’s teammates lining up along the glass and seemingly sneaking glances her way, nudging each other and laughing under their breath. She pretended not to notice, keeping her attention on Alex as he shot pucks at the net. He barely looked her way again, but she knew he was aware of her. His strides were longer, his shots harder. And when he lingered near her side of the ice, stretching, working his edges, it wasn’t an accident.

Some of the players were flipping pucks over the glass towards a group of young fans. A boy near Loren, not more than 9 or 10 approached her with a puck that he had just caught, and offered it to her.

Loren’s eyes went wide with appreciation, sweetly declining the offer.

“Oh my gosh, no….you keep this, but I really appreciate the offer! Thank you so much…that was very kind of you,” Loren smiling.

Alex laughed as he watched the reaction of the boy walk away grinning like an idiot as he approached his friends. If he was being honest, he didn’t blame the boy one bit.

As warmups concluded and the players all filed off the ice, Loren settled back down in her seat. She flagged down a vendor selling drinks and popcorn, and watched as her food was passed along towards her, promptly thanking her seat “neighbours” for obliging.

Once the game began, it was clear Loren was not bringing the Marlies any kind of luck. She tried not to be superstitious or think that because of her mere attendance that day, that she could set the entire tone for the game. Still, Toronto being down 3-0 by the end of the first wasn’t what she had hoped for.

The second and third periods made up for the abysmal start to the game. Bakersfield answered the first Marlies goal by scoring two more. But Alex clapped back and potted one in the net edging the game closer in scoring. What no one knew is that after the 5th Bakersfield goal, the Marlies would own the rest of the game.

With the game tied at the end of the third, heading into overtime, Alex had scored twice, and had two secondary assists.

Once OT had begun and bolstered by their amazing comeback to tie the game, the Marlies, and Alex specifically, had a dogged determination apparent to every spectator in the stands.

Over three minutes in, Loren was on the edge of her seat as she watched Alex hit an opposing player, then take off up the middle of the ice. United with the rest of the fan base, Loren could feel the roar increasing as the Marlies pushed down in to the offensive zone. With a teammate on his left, Alex took the pass keeping his stride, skating straight toward the goalie. Loren, along with everyone around her, shot to her feet as Alex veered right. A smooth backhand—perfectly placed—and just like that, the puck hit the back of the net. OT winner. Hat trick. First star of the game.

Loren chatted briefly with her seat neighbours before they began the ascent up the stairs towards the exit. Loren wasn’t in a rush as she hadn’t figured out what was in store for her for the rest of the night. Yes, she was staying in the city but there were hours before she would be ready to crawl into William’s bed. She considered texting Alice—Simon Benoit’s partner—to see if she and baby Adelaide were up for a little late-night fun. But, as Loren soon found out, both Alice and Adelaide were down for the count with a virus that had been making the rounds, for the second time that season. Although Alice texted she would love for Loren to come and keep her company, they both knew that Loren couldn’t risk transmitting to those she supported in the group home.

A woman’s voice called out to her. “Loren?”

Loren smiled, but she did not recognize the woman who called her name. “Hi, yes - I’m Loren.”

“Nice to meet you. Alex wanted me to try and catch you before you left. Sorry - I’m Kate Bascom, Media Manager for the team.”

Loren’s eyes flashed with recognition. “So nice to meet you, Kate. Alex wants to see me?”

“He asked that I bring you down the tunnel - they’ll be doing their media availability soon so I’ll find a spot for you to sit and wait for him, okay?”

“Oh - okay, sounds good. Thank you so much,” Loren blushed.

Loren followed Kate as she lead the way through the twists and turns of the corridors leading towards the lockers.

As they walked, Loren hesitated, her steps slowing. The last thing she needed was people jumping to conclusions about her and Alex. Explaining the truth felt almost worse—because once people started talking, through all the available forums for gossiping, it would be out in universe forever.

It was as though Kate could read Loren’s mind as they walked. “So Alex mentioned you’re William’s girlfriend?”

Their pace slowed. Loren flexed her fingers, her stomach tightening at the question. Loren Looked at Kate and spoke as quietly as she could. “Well, yes - we’ve been seeing each other exclusively since Thanksgiving.” Loren hesitated before she continued explaining her and William’s status to Kate. “Both he and I want to keep everything absolutely under wraps so I’d rather just sit somewhere off to the side until Alex is done his stuff.”

Being the Media Manager for the Marlies for a number of years, this was well within her area of expertise. Kate found it oddly refreshing - normally it was the player asking to keep things confidential, not the other way around. The worry in Loren’s face made it clear—this wasn’t just something casual. Whatever was between her and William, they were serious about keeping it private.

Kate led Loren through a small enclave that opened into a much larger room, packed with every kind of hockey equipment imaginable. “Loren, I’m going to grab Wil - he’s the Head Equipment Manager. He’ll find a spot for you to wait for Alex, okay? I’m sure you’re used to waiting around after the games,” she winked.

“I really appreciate it Kate - thank you so much,” Loren smiled, cheeks still aflush.

The life these professional players led often felt dizzying to Loren. Even after her time with William, she felt like she’d barely scratched the surface. And now, seeing Alex’s experience too, she was even more amazed. The contrast between William and Alex was vast—both professional players, both Nylanders, yet leading very different careers. And behind closed doors, she saw the unique bond they shared. The chirping they doled out to each other, the arguing, the laughter, their undying support for one another. She felt so fortunate to witness any of it.

Approaching Loren was a broad man with slicked back hair, accompanied by Kate. Kate began the introductions. “Loren, this is Wil Burns. He’s been a part of the equipment staff for the Marlies for many years. Wil this is Loren - ,” Kate looked at Loren to fill in the blank.

Loren extended her hand, a wide grin on her face. “Girard. Loren Girard. Wil - it’s so nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, Loren,” Wil smiled, shaking her hand. “You can come back into this area and watch all the goings on until Alex is through with his interviews. You came for the right game - pretty exciting, eh?”

Loren chuckled. “I thought maybe I should leave after the first - that maybe I was bad luck for the team,” she smiled. “I’m glad they grabbed that momentum and just ran with it. It’s such great hockey.”

Wil took the time to walk Loren through the post-game routines of the players and staff. She’d never been this close to it with the Leafs, so she absorbed every detail, fascinated by how much went on behind the scenes.

As the post game media scrums wrapped up, Loren saw Alex walking through the dressing room, followed by William Villeneuve. Both players had an incredible night - Alex with his 5 points and William with 4. She smiled watching Alex from a distance - there was no denying he was 100% pure Nylander. There were many different traits between William and Alex, both in stature and in personality, and Loren had begun to see those differences the more time she spent with the brothers.

Kate tapped Alex on the shoulder, nodding toward Loren. His grin spread wide before he could stop it, and—almost unbelievably—his cheeks flushed pink as he stepped toward her.

Then she smiled at him. Her expression was full of warmth mixed with excitement and pride. The way she looked at him made Alex feel like he was the only person in the room.

Something strange settled in his chest.

Up until that moment, Loren had always just been William’s girl. Hell, Alex had once flat-out told William to move on from her—to focus on hockey instead of whatever was happening between them.

But so much had transpired since then.

Alex remembered when William told him—plain as day—that no one brought anything close to what Loren brought into his life. Alex had brushed it off at the time, giving William some generic, emotionless response.

But now, standing in front of her, he understood what William meant in a way he never had before.

Alex barely had time to process the shift inside him before Loren stepped forward, her eyes dancing with excitement.

"Hej där!" Her Swedish was careful and a little hesitant, but the fact she tried made it endearing. "Oh my gosh, amazing game! Congratulations, Alex!" she beamed.

A warmth filled Alex’s chest - it was nice having someone waiting for him after a game. Someone that was invested and cheered for whether his team won or lost. Someone that was gorgeous on the outside, enough to make his teammates envious, but sweet enough on the inside to impress his grandmother.

Someone like Lo—no. No, no, no. Not someone like Loren. Not Loren.

She was William’s girlfriend. You cannot think about her that way.

Alex clenched his jaw, forcing the thought from his mind before it could settle.

And then Loren hugged him.

Brief. Polite.

But long enough for Alex’s cheeks to flush an even deeper shade of red. Long enough for him to catch a hint of her fragrance—warm and familiar, the same scent that marks her presence in the condo.

“I was thinking that I brought some bad juju or something in the first…I was going slink out and send you an apology later. But god, when you guys turned it around….well, I guess you don’t need my replay - you made so much of it happen,” Loren blushed, slightly embarrassed about her enthusiastic commentary.

Alex chuckled at the jab she made to herself. “Hey - well…uh, I think a bunch of us are going out…did you want to tag along or -?”

Loren’s expression was appreciative mixed with apologetic. “That sounds awesome but I think it’s best if I just head back to the condo. Watch William play, head to bed - pretty tame….you know me,” she smiled.

Alex looked around into the adjoining room where a few of his teammates had conveniently stopped to have a “conversation” about “their hockey sticks” all while unabashedly checking out Loren from behind.

“Nawh - that sounds good, some these guys might start creepin’ up to you anyway,” Alex remarked, looking over her shoulder and making eye contact until they unglued their gaze from Loren’s ass. “Some of them don’t know how to behave…,” he said loudly, getting their attention before Loren had a chance to turn around.

Loren sensed there was a moment that just occurred between Alex and the small group of players off to the side. Whatever just happened was more than enough to signify that it was time for her to go.

She and Alex chatted for a few more minutes, keeping it light—whether William had asked her to pick up Pablo and Banksy, or if she wanted Alex to grab something for her and bring it by later.

Loren thanked him and replied that William wanted to keep his routine with the dogs, then told Alex she might make something for herself, but she appreciated the offer.

And with that, she said she’d see him later—and to call if he needed a ride.

Alex reentered the dressing room, already bracing himself for the chirps and questions. He knew they were coming.

And sure enough—he wasn’t wrong.

After systematically shutting it all down with a casual, “She is 100% taken—no guy on the planet has a chance with her,” followed by a chuckle and a resounding, “Give it up,” Alex hit the showers, letting the hot water drown out all the questions, the teasing, and whatever the hell that weird feeling was from earlier.

—

Alex slid into his older brother’s Porsche. He sat for a moment, contemplating his options for the night.

He could drop the car off at home, grab an Uber, and really let loose.

Or he could just drive himself, keep it to one or two drinks, and call it a night.

There were plenty of options, but given his mood? Two drinks felt like enough.

Soon, messages began popping up—many from girls he’d connected with recently, all of them congratulating him on a great game.

One message caught his attention—not because of what it said, but because of who sent it. Nevaeh.

They met one evening at a popular Toronto night spot back in November when the Nylander siblings were all together. Alex had been dancing with another girl, her name long lost in his mind, drowning in a sea of possibilities—when Nevaeh scooched behind him to get by.

Her hands were planted firmly on his waist as she shimmied past, but given the dance floor seemed to have ample room, her touch left Alex a bit puzzled yet intrigued.

The two would keep bumping into one another, and by the end if the night, Alex had her online details. Over the course of the past weeks, Alex and Neveah kept in touch, though there were no real conversations to speak of. They sexted, sending provocative and extremely elicit messages and photos back and forth. He liked her confidence - her boldness - he had always been drawn to women who just lay it all out there.

Neveah’s message suggested that he come over for a bit while she got ready for the club. Just hang out, she said. Then we can go together.

Alex wasn’t an idiot. The invite was simple enough but it was the accompanying pictures that gave him the extra context he needed.

His lips quirked at the corner as he tapped out a reply.

Alex: Omw.

And with that, he pulled out of the lot.

—

Nevaeh wasted no time the second he closed her apartment door.

He barely had a chance to scan her body under the robe that she quickly untied. She was pressed up against him, threading her fingers through his hair along the collar of his jacket. She flashed a wicked grin, telling him how fucking hot he looked, before her lips pressed against his. Alex let her take control, let her pull him toward the bedroom, let her undress him with absolute efficiency.

This wasn’t about connection.

She was good—knew exactly what she was doing, knew exactly how to work him up, what to say and how to say it. She was on her knees, her expression covering all bases between innocence and unbridled sexual hunger. Before he had a chance to think, her hands and mouth moved on his cock with practiced skill.

It was good. It had its desired effect.

Later, she climbed on top of him, sliding his cock into her, rolling her hips, and taking what she wanted while Alex let her. His hands gripped her waist and watched her enjoying herself. He was feeling pretty good himself as well so win win at the end of the day.

He watched her as she bounced on him, closing in on her orgasm. He could feel his own climax beginning to take hold, and once she reached the height of her release, he flipped her onto her back and jackhammered her until he spilled out into the condom.

After the highs of their respective orgasms had faded, they lay apart in silence as their breathing returned to normal. Nevaeh barely spared him a glance as she pecked him on the cheek, reaching for her phone while curling into his side. Scrolling. Giggling. Liking. Typing.

Alex stared at the ceiling, waiting for that post-sex haze to settle in.

It didn’t.

The silence between them solidified their lack of compatibility, apparent to Alex only in that moment.

But what Neveah said to him, once she broke the silence, was the thing that really annoyed the shit out of him.

“So,” she started, her voice suddenly a slightly higher pitch, almost childlike. “We should skip the club and go back to your place. Introduce me to your brother.”

Alex brows furrowed as he tilted his head to look at her.

"What?"

"You know," she said, smirking at her screen, "I bet you and him would love me and…oooh, maybe even a couple of my girls." She finally glanced up, giving him a playful nudge. "You should make it happen. We'd be... very attentive to both you boys, if we were given the opportunity."

Alex let out a short laugh, mostly because what the fuck else was he supposed to do?

This wasn’t new. Not even remotely. Women had been propositioning them both for years—together, separately, in various places around the world. And of course, as young and virile men would do, they enjoyed in obliging the offers from time to time.

The annoying part was how casually Neveah brought up William. Like it wasn’t enough that Alex had just fucked her—she wanted a shot at his brother too.

Of course she did.

Even after a five-point night, even after leading his team to an OT win, William was still the focal point.

Alex didn’t resent his brother. Not really. But it was hard to ignore that no matter what he did, no matter how good he played, William was always the name people cared about.

He exhaled sharply, shifting out from under Nevaeh’s hold and reaching for his phone.

He tapped on a new message received. The second he saw her name, his stomach flipped.

Loren.

He frowned at his own reaction. That was weird.

Still, he opened the message.

Loren: Hey - hope you're out enjoying yourself - I just wanted to let you know that thanks to you, I'm hooked on Chipotle’s and I got a separate order of your favorite if you (and any potential company 😉😉😉😉😏😏😏) might be hungry when you come in.

A grin tugged at his lips. Even the insinuation made him chuckle.

And then, just as quickly, that strange feeling crept back in.

Loren.

How was she always like this?

God, she was so caring, so thoughtful. Even with him.

It wasn’t just her coming to the game today. It wasn’t just the healthy breakfasts and dinners that she made for them. There were so many little things. The way she always made sure that when she brought William little treats from some obscure place that there was something for him too.

William had once mentioned how Loren tried to make sure that he and Alex had their space to do their things together. She never wanted anyone to feel like she was encroaching on their time together. She understands how important our relationship is, William had explained.

Alex had been baffled by that at first. Almost suspicious at times thinking that it was set up. That she would turn into this overly demanding, over-bearing, attention seeking girlfriend.

That hasn’t happened.

Loren genuinely cared. About William. About their family. About him.

And the fucked-up thing? He liked how that felt.

Alex exhaled, locking his phone before he let himself think too hard about it.

"I should head out - not feeling great," he muttered, already grabbing his underwear and his pants.

Nevaeh barely looked up. "Mmm, Alex - let me come home with you. It’ll take me 10 minutes just to grab a few things."

*"*Not this time - got family visiting,” Alex countered, which wasn’t true — the family was arriving the next day.

She pouted, running her nails down his stomach. "Oh c’mon…..families love me, and I want to meet your dogs…they’re soooo cute."

Alex huffed a laugh. Sure she did.

Was it that she was confident? Or plain delusional.

“Maybe another time. I think I’m coming down with something… been going around on the Leafs too," Alex mumbled, already pulling on his jacket.

Nevaeh pouted, tugging at his wrist. "Fine. But next time, I wanna meet your brother."

Alex didn’t bother responding. He just grabbed his keys and walked out

—

It was a Saturday night—a night for celebrating, for drinking, for being out with his teammates and countless available women.

Yet for Alex, all he felt was the pull to go home.

He sat in the Porsche, the low idle of the engine filling the quiet space around him.

The club had been an option. Hell, it was still an option. He could turn around right now, meet up with his teammates, let himself get lost in the music, the booze, the girls who were always eager to celebrate a win or to soothe a loss.

But tonight somehow was different. Tonight, the only place he wanted to be was home.

What remained an issue in his mind - he was sat there not because he was tired. Nor was it because the post-sex emptiness with Nevaeh pissed him off.

He hated to admit it but he wanted to be home because of Loren.

Alex ran a hand through his hair, sighing as he stared out the windshield, the underground parking garage dimly lit around him.

Loren was William’s girl. That was unshakable. Undeniable.

She loved his brother in a way that made it clear there wasn’t a single other man on the planet for her.

And Alex? He would never—could never—betray William like that.

So why the hell was he here instead of out celebrating?

His fingers drummed against the steering wheel, thoughts circling, twisting, refusing to settle.

Maybe it was that he needed comfort instead of clubbing tonight.

Maybe he just liked having her around.

Maybe it was nice to talk to someone who wasn’t trying to use him, or compare him to his brother, or get something out of him.

And maybe, for the first time in a long time, that felt better than anything else.

Alex groaned, shaking his head. Jesus. What the fuck am I even thinking?

He grabbed the keys, cut the engine, and climbed out of the car.

When he got upstairs, Loren would be there. Probably curled up on the couch, watching the Leafs game, waiting for William to get back.

And for Alex - Alex was just going to walk in, sit down, and act like nothing was different.

Even if everything felt different.

The minute he walked in - he realized he had been building up an idea in his head that dissipated the second he saw her. She looked exactly as he envisioned her to be. Curled up on the couch, watching the Leafs and her beloved, his brother, try to win a hockey game.

She game him a warm smile when Alex appeared from around the corner. “They’re down 3-2.”

“Ooof, fuck.” Alex’s focus immediately went to the time remaining in the 3rd period as he stretched out on the opposing end of the couch. “Woller will be coming out soon.”

Loren covered her eyes. “See - I’m not good in these games…I can’t watch. I’ll grab you a glass of wine if you want?”

Alex chuckled. “Yeah - sure, go make your escape…some red would be great.” Relief washed over him as he sat and watched the dying minutes of the game. He felt okay - he felt in control, and he felt that whatever emotions he had going on earlier that night were circumstantial and very temporary.

Loren called from the kitchen asking Alex if he wanted his Chipotle’s warmed up.

Suddenly starving, Alex called back “Ja, tack.” A minute later, she heard him loudly mutter to her from the living room “Fuck - empty netter. Well, that’s that. 4-2.”

Loren walked back in and set down a coaster and a glass of wine for Alex and herself.

"Tack. Ser du? Kanske hade de kvitterat om du inte hade gått," Alex teased. "William tappade pucken med sex sekunder kvar." ("Thanks. See? Maybe they would have tied it if you hadn't left," Alex teased. "William lost the puck with 6 seconds left.")

"Oh no—jag borde ha stannat... Fan också, jag visste det..." ("Oh no—I should have stayed... God damn it, I knew it...")

"Jag säger till William att det är ditt fel..." ("I'm telling William it's your fault...")

Loren gasps feigning disbelief. "Du skulle aldrig...!" ("You would never...!")

Alex shrugs, taking a sip of his wine. "Mmm... jag vet inte..." ("Mmm... I don’t know...")

Loren grabs a throw pillow and smacks him with it. “Vilken liten skit…,” (”Such a little brat”).

Alex laughs and mockingly whines that she messed his hair up. Yeah, this was better that going out he thinks.

The timer on the oven sounded and soon after Alex retrieved his food, he returned to his spot with a glass of water. As he blew the steam off of his fork, he started asking Loren questions, mostly about little things at first - what she ordered for herself when she decided to pick him up something, if she’ll maybe come back to another Marlies game (he joked it might make William a little jealous if she started attending more games of Alex’s), if she’s finished Christmas shopping for William yet.

Loren answered each one, her typical buoyant personality - skirting around the William getting jealous if she went to see Alex play more with absolute modesty with “I highly doubt William would get jealous,” followed by a chuckle. She mentioned she was concerned about his Christmas gifts, confiding in Alex that she often worries that her gifts might be underwhelming.

'If I had the means, I’d buy him the world,' she admitted, her cheeks turning red. 'But I just… can’t.”

Alex didn’t know why that hit the way it did.

Maybe because women in his orbit seemed to want a guy who could buy them the world.

But Loren? She just wanted to give William everything.

And for some reason, that sat with him longer than he expected.

Alex shook his head, swallowing the last bite. “Awh - don’t worry, if it comes from you, he’ll love it. Trust me.”

Loren cocked an eyebrow. “That’s the kind of thing that people say while they’re bracing themselves to receive something that they’re never going to like in a million years,” her shoulders shaking as she let out a low giggle.

Alex chuckled. “Okay, so what’re one of his gifts then?”

Loren tried to stifle a smile, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Same thing as I got you.”

Alex’s expression showed intrigue. He sat back against a pillow and let his stomach rest from all the food he just ate. “Oh yeah, what’s that then?”

Without missing a beat, she smirked “Dayglo Condoms and a vibrating cock ring.”

Alex’s eyes grew wide as he started to laugh.

Loren covered her face, her cheeks hot to the touch. “Yeah, I gotta cut myself off for tonight, that last glass of wine…” Loren giggled.

She stood up and offered to take Alex’s glass. “Nah, thanks though. The wine’s going down a little too easily - I’m gonna have more.”

Loren laughed and shook her head again. “Sorry, I have the humour of a 9 year old boys sometimes - the going down easily comment…ah, sorry, don’t mind me.”

“Yeah… you’re cut off, you loon," Alex chuckled. His laugh was something else—apparently even more unique than William’s at times.

“Alright then Alex, good night,” Loren smiled.

“Night Loren. Thanks again for coming today and for dinner. It was really nice of you to do that,” Alex replied softly.

“Anytime,” Loren replied with a small nod. He heard her pad to the kitchen, wash her glass quickly and then into William’s bedroom seconds later.

Alex exhaled as he leaned his head on the back of the couch. He now has seen a glimpse - a mere glimpse - of what Loren is like naturally, just on her own. God, this is why he’s never seen his brother quite as happy, quite at ease, quite as open and loving the way he’s been since Loren has been around. She really was like a breath of fresh air.

The realization that Alex might be looking for that kind of connection - for the kind of love, understanding and devotion that Loren has, not just for William but his whole life…it hit him in that moment.

Alex stayed up for awhile - gaming, messaging, texting, swiping…all half-heartedly. He downed another glass of wine while watching the highlight reels of all the Saturday night games that had ended.

Around 1:30am, William arrived home. Pablo and Banksy b-lined it for the couch where Alex lay fast asleep - snoring with his mouth agape. He was jolted awake with Banksy climbing onto his chest, Alex groggily giving him a rub and setting him aside as he stood up from the couch and stretched.

Immediately the brothers caught each other up from the last 24-36 hours - Alex’s stellar performance versus a less than stellar one from his older brother, most of their family arriving tomorrow, and the oddly scheduled 5pm Sunday afternoon game, Leafs versus Buffalo. Alex even gave William a quick run-down of his hook-up, passing over the part that she wanted to meet William too. Him coming home instead of heading to the club where others on the team were just leaving.

“So what - you and Loren hung out?” William asked as he scarfed down part of Alex’s leftovers.

“Not for long really," Alex shrugged, maybe a little too casually. "She picked up some food for me just in case, and yeah—when I got home, we watched the rest of the game. Well, I did,” Alex chuckled, correcting himself. “She hid in the kitchen hoping you’d score if she wasn’t watching.”

“Didn’t work,” William joked.

“That’s what I told her. She even tried to call me a little shit or something in Swedish,” Alex smiled.

William grinned thinking about Loren and her potty mouth…in Swedish even. She’s been practicing…that’s my girl he thought.

For a split second, William thought about asking Alex what he thought of Loren—not because he was even remotely concerned. Not even a little bit. It would just make him happy to hear that Alex sees all the good in her. Given the hour, William shelved the thought…Loren was in his bed and he could hardly wait to be alone with her.

The brothers said their goodnights, and Pablo and Banksy followed William down the hallway to his bedroom. And once again, the condo was quiet and Alex was by himself.

With another back to back game against Bakersfield at 4pm that afternoon, Alex meandered down to his bedroom. He was tired and for a moment thought that all of the buildup surrounding Loren in his mind might just be from his tired mind taking Loren’s kindness and turning it into something else.

Alex shut off the water, catching the faint murmur of William’s voice through the walls as he walked into his bedroom. He smirked at the sound of his brother’s unmistakable laugh. Sliding into bed, he flipped onto his side, wrapping himself around a larger stuffed pillow.

Although he had achieved a satifactory release with Neveah earlier on, a familiar need reentered Alex. He tried to push out the images and thoughts of the women he’s “connected with” lately, knowing sleep was necessary, especially in a back to back game situation.

As he lay there, with the distant hum of traffic in the background, he soon heard what could only be a bed shifting back and forth, and it certainly wasn’t his. The pace of the sound was steady at first but gradually increased, mixed with the faint moans of two voices.

Exasperated, Alex grabbed his earbuds and sought out a distraction, the blood flow to his own cock starting to build pressure. He saw his ex-girlfriend Isla’s green dot indicating she was online. He tapped out a quick message to her…she was someone that really knew Alex well, and he needed that familiarity too.

Phone sex wasn’t ideal, but in a pinch, Isla obliged, lounging through a lazy Sunday morning in Stockholm. In some ways, it was nice to have someone—someone who knew him as well as she did, even if they weren’t always good for each other. Even if they weren’t together anymore.

After this impromptu rendezvous with Isla, Alex cleaned himself up and ventured out to the kitchen one last time. He jumped when he saw the refrigerator light illuminating Loren’s figure as she grabbed two ice packs from the freezer.

Loren jumped when she spotted Alex, giggling from the sudden jolt of fright that he gave her.

Alex gave a crooked smiled her way. “His knees?” nodding towards the ice packs.

Loren smiled sheepishly. “I swear, I didn’t break him - yeah, it’s his knees.”

Alex smiled and nodded. “He’s lucky he’s got you here to take care of him when he needs it,” he remarked warmly. “I’m not very sympathetic.”

Loren paused and looked at Alex with a knowing smile. “Ah, you are….it’s absolutely there - it’s just a flag you choose to not fly as high.”

God, she really is great he thought.

“Night, Alex…have a good sleep,” Loren said softly, before padding back towards William’s bedroom.

He was thankful their family was arriving later that morning. He needed the distraction. The noise. The chaos. The sublime madness of a full Nylander house leading up to the holidays.

Anything to help him tuck away this ridiculous little crush and pretend it had never happened.

[pumpkinrootbeer]

There are two wolves in Colorado avalanche fans

[aubsnhl]

being a fan of matt rempe since he was in the wolfpack and now seeing fan fics being wrote about him is insane, like i’m so proud of him but damn u guys are freaks😭

[dzthenerd490]

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SCP#: AHL

Code Name: The Ancient Fragment

Object Class: Keter Homager

Special Containment Procedures: The perimeter of SCP-AHL is blocked off from the rest of the world by a common restricted area fence. Unfortunately, this is the best that can be done as SCP-AHQ instances keep attacking Foundation staff and any AFA units that are sent to seal up SCP-AHL's cavern system. Instead, containment is devoted to preventing more living beings form entering SCP-AHL's area of effect to prevent more SCP-[data expunged] instances form being born. 

Description: SCP-AHL is a mountain filled with a cavern system that is filled with all sorts of mystic, traditional, and ancient glyphs, ruins, and markings created from quite literally every single culture and civilization in the entire world throughout history. This includes Species of Interest: The ISU, the Fae, Atlanteans, Ancient [data expunged], the Davites, and even the [data expunged] which should be impossible since they only existed in [data expunged].

It seems that one way or another each of these civilizations, species, and cultures came to SCP-AHL in order to either appease or help seal an entity that resides within. The exact nature of this entity inside SCP-AHL is unknown so there is no proper label or classification for it. What is known is that recently by unknown means the ritual to appease this entity has stopped and now its influence has been leaking out into the world. 

This unfortunately led to the discovery of SCP-AHL in [data expunged] through a series of horrific events that took place. Please see Addendum X-52 for details. 

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Addendum X-52

The following is a short list of anomalous incidents that occurred and are

Incident AHL.498 - Suddenly a large number of bodies started dropping in [data expunged]. None of the bodies could be identified to any person during life. The bodies were quickly found an incinerated and the whole incident was regarded as a local Creepypasta that would eventually be chalked up to an urban legend.

Incident AHL.303 - Suddenly a large number of pregnant women in [data expunged] had lost their children out of nowhere despite nothing else about them changing biologically. After about a day their bodies turned to normal to fully confirm their babies were just gone. Furthermore, they were all testing and shown to be biologically unable to become pregnant again. The incident couldn't not be explained but was left alone as it was believed that to try to interfere at this point would only raise more suspicion.

Incident AHL.767 - Possibly the worst incident yet, a construction crew went to SCP-AHL under the orders of [data expunged] to build a new facility. They all either ended up dying eventually or transforming into anomalous undead monsters. Each one retained a unique effect and a few even gained anomalous abilities that allowed them to kill or curse other people around them easily. Furthermore, this was also the first sightings of SCP-AHQ instances. They unfortunately became aware of the Foundation and have been slaughtering MTF units and agents in [data expunged]. It was this incident that changed SCP-AHL's object class form Keter to Homager.

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Efforts to contain SCP-AHL have been stagnant as the Foundation has unfortunately been forced to focus more on the concerning grown of SCP-AHQ instances. These instances have killed hundreds of civilians and Persons of Interest in the area. This is assumed to be all related to Group of Interest: SimioDyn. A powerful technology company providing at the time top of the line security technology and computer systems. It is believed that this company is a front for a cult that worships the entity within SCP-AHL and is trying to create more SCP-AHQ instances. Though why they are doing this is unknown. 

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

[vera27]

True Colors (Aftermath)

More spoilers for A Heart's Lament fanfic on ao3. This one is set farther away than the other two. Also these snippets are subject to some change (not a lot but some).

WARNING SPOILERS AHEAD

Irene knows that this is something that should cast Tom into the bad category in her head. Murder isn’t something one should just glance over, but she finds the situation makes it hard to. She worries at her bottom lip. It’s not even refutable that Jiang brought Tom here to dispose of him. She’s not blind enough to think the sycophantic man brought him to the Forbidden Forest for a chat.

But does that make what Tom did acceptable?

She knows that Jiang‘s death wasn’t simple self-defence, but if it was any other individual who had done the same, Irene would forgive them. Her throat feels tense. She swallows, looks at the pale faces of her best friends as they stare at the rigid body that lies on the forest floor. They’re horrified, rightfully so. Afraid to look at Tom—again, rightfully so. But when Irene looks at him, she sees the monster, sees the obsession that still dances in the corners of his dark eyes, but doesn’t look away. Her fingers card through her hair.

The problem is, Irene already knows her answer.

It was made the moment she called Fontius instead of Dumbledore.

She shakes out her knots and sighs to slump down on the floor, not caring that she’s about two feet from the body. It’s funny how she can’t manage a pittance of empathy for the man, but perhaps that’s because he just tried to ship her to a dicator.

‘Are you alright, Irene?’ Minerva asks as she walks to her side.

Irene can see how Minerva’s eyes stay trained on her, not wanting to see the body. ‘Yeah, maybe you and Iris should head back to the castle. I don’t want to keep you out here now that we know there’s no danger anymore.’

Minerva’s jaw tenses. ‘No. We should stay with you. It’s still dangerous with all the other creatures in the forest.’ Her eyes betray her true thoughts, flicking to Tom.

Tom smirks, never missing a second of what’s happening around him. ‘Minerva, I believe the creatures are of no danger at the moment. Perhaps you and Miss Fawley should return. Irene and I can handle the rest.’ His shoes crunch against the grass as he pads to them, hands behind his back.

Irene can hear the grind of Minerva’s teeth. When she looks at Iris, though, there’s nothing but the same shocked and horrified expression.

‘No danger?’ Minerva's voice is strained at the point of breaking into something wild and vicious. ‘You’re the most dangerous creature here!’

‘No need to get upset. What I did was simply self-defence. Those who want to live a long life should refrain from attempting to murder others.’

Irene grimaces, sees the indignation in Minerva’s eyes.

‘Do you not feel anything?’ Minerva asks.

‘I must admit, no, not really. Although the killing itself was quite the rush.’ He smiles.

Minerva bites her lip, close to tearing skin. ‘Well, I never!’

Irene can’t stop the next exhale from leaving her. ‘You know what I said earlier?’ She looks at Minerva. ‘Absolute psychopath, I tell you.’

Tom has the nerve to look charmed at her words. ‘No, not psychopath. Sociopath.’ And there’s something there in the expression he holds that Irene’s never seen before. She shivers.

‘You’ve got the entire school fooled!’ Minerva’s hands are a wild thing, gesturing around crazed. She looks a tad mad.

Irene can sympathise as she nods in agreement.

Hysterical laughs interceded by hitching breaths cut through the quiet background of the forest. When they turn, they see it’s Iris. Her lips twitch and she breathes out, ‘Godric, Irene. You’ve got yourself all messed up, haven’t you?’

‘This isn’t the time to laugh, Iris!’ Minerva pleads.

‘Now Minerva, haven’t we learned to get along with others?’ Tom’s look of amusement only forces out an angry noise of frustration from the other.

God. Where is Fontius?

[mattybraps10]

WHO WE WRITE FOR:

(subject to change based on suggestions)

NHL:

DUCKS:

Pavel Mintyukov

Trevor Zegras

Mason Mctavish

Leo Carlsson

COYOTES:

Clayton Keller

BLUE JACKETS:

Adam Fantilli

Kent Johnson

RED WINGS:

Moritz Seider

DEVILS:

Jack Hughes

Luke Hughes

Dawson Mercer

CANUCKS:

Quinn Hughes

GOLDEN KNIGHTS:

Kaeden Korczak

AHL:

GRIFFINS:

Elmer Soderblom

Simon Edvinsson

Amadeus Lombardi

MONSTERS:

Nick Blankenburg

SILVER KNIGHTS:

Brendan Brisson

WE DO NOT WRITE FOR:

Cross Hanas

[yabagofmilfs]

Everything i know about the pens I've learned from fanfiction circa 2017. Can you explain Who is jarry, where did he come from and why everyone's so fed up with him today?

Sincerely,

Listening&learning&trying to eroticize this (sometimes bad) team

dear listening & learning,

i can't tell if by "trying to eroticize" you mean you're writing pens fic, or if this is just a driveby in a fandom you occasionally dip your toes in but either way—hello and welcome! i'm putting my answer behind the cut to preserve the feelings of the wounded jarry warriors among us. <3

jarry is was our starting goalie who was given a 5 year contract with an annual salary of $5M in 2023, mostly because there was no other option available to us. this was a major concern at the time because $5M is a lot for a mid-tier goalie given the rest of our cap situation, and five years is a really long time to tie ourselves to someone who, despite some flashes of brilliance and being named an all star twice, has been largely inconsistent throughout his tenure with the pens.

he's had a particularly tough time rising to the occasion in big moments. it's not all on him of course, but you could basically set your watch by the fact that if the team battled back to tie a game late in the third, he was gonna let in a goal within the next 30 seconds or so. and this pre-dates me, but he made a very stupid mistake in game 5 of the first round of the 2021 playoffs that cost the pens what was probably their last true chance at a cup run in the crosby/malkin era. people have, understandably, never quite forgiven him for that, so there isn't a lot of patience left for his habit of letting in a goal on the first shot every game.

but he was put on waivers today to give us the ability to bring up one of our three very good ahl goalies. hopefully he gets picked up by another team so we can shed all his salary and he can have a fresh start elsewhere. i think he has the talent, but not the mental fortitude to be the The Guy for this team. if he doesn't get snagged by another team, he'll go down to play in the ahl until we can find a way to trade him.

[cuttergauthier]

hi!! if your requests are still open, i’d love to have an insta edit of briss dating a black girl!

(These photos do not belong to me, this is all fanfiction)

I hope you love it<3

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[puckyou-forpuckssake]

For Old Times Sake—M. Latta

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You and Michael had been best friends since diapers. His mom and your mom had been best friends since they were in primary school. You live next door to each other. You were born on the same day. Because of your shared history, you and Michael knew everything about each other and did (almost) everything together. This could lead to trouble.

You had traveled home for a wedding and were staying at your parent’s house in your small hometown. You were laying in bed, listening to old CDs, and scrolling through your phone when there was a bang at your window. You looked up to see Michael leaning out of his bedroom window with marbles in his hand. He was in town for the wedding too.

You opened the window. “Marbles? Are you serious?”

“Rocks and pucks could’ve broke the window,” he explained.

“So could marbles.”

“Technicality, Y/N,” Michael smiled.

“Michael, we have a wedding to attend tomorrow,” you reminded him. “It’s almost midnight.”

“Let’s go on adventure. Just like we used to,” you tried not to look at him because of the classic Latta smile. “We could sneak into the rink like we did when we were 13.”

You rolled your eyes. “Most of your adventures involve hockey, skating, and ice.”

“Well that’s because yours always involved food and animals,” he retorted.

“You never objected to that!”

Michael rolled his eyes. “Are you in or not?”

You thought for a moment. “This is a stupid plan, like most of plans. Yes I’m in. Someone has to make sure you don’t get arrested,” you conceded. Michael watched you disappear back into your room before reappearing with a rope and tying it to a pipe outside your window.

“You still have that?” Michael chuckled. He’d given you the rope the morning of the day you would sneak into the local rink for the first time. It had been used many times for you to enter and exit your home. After scaling down, you waited for Michael to come down. You hoped he wouldn’t come down like he did when you guys were younger, but the idiot did. He jumped out of his window.

“Are you insane?” You hissed. “You could’ve broken a bone.”

Michael shrugged and grabbed your hand. You walked down the streets of your hometown, dodging street lights and sneaking under the windows of those still awake. The rink wasn’t too far from where you lived. When you arrived, Michael tried opening the door but it was locked.

“Why did you think it would be unlocked?” Michael shrugged. “How are we getting in, genius?”

Michael grinned and pulled out a key. “Hopefully they haven’t changed the locks in 13 years.” You discovered they hadn’t.

You and Michael found skates and went out onto the ice. “I miss this,” you sighed.

“Skating? Me? Skating with me?”

“Skating,” you answered.

Michael smiled and grabbed your hands. You skated around gracefully like you did when you were younger. “I feel like we are a part of Cutting Edge.”

Michael smiled. “You always loved that movie.”

“I should’ve known when I heard you were back town,” The two of you of you stopped and saw Officer Williams, the man who always busted you two when you were younger. “You two know the routine.”

You and Michael skated off the ice. “So should I take you to the station and have your parents pick you up there or I call them here.”

You two looked at each other. “Here,” you two said simultaneously, “Here’s fine.”

Thirty minutes later your parents and Michael’s parents showed up at the rink. “I feel 13 years younger,” your mother said walking in. “Do you two know what it’s like to get a call at two in the morning about your daughter and neighbor boy breaking into an ice rink?”

“They’ll know eventually,” Michael's mother smiled. “Still, I don’t understand why you two had to do this tonight of all nights. You two are getting married in 14 hours!”

Michael kissed your cheek. “I had to have fun with my neighbor girl before she became my wife. For old times sake.”

They looked at you. “What’s your explanation?” Your mother asked. “You know the groom shouldn’t spend the night with the bride or see her before the wedding.”

You smiled at Michael and twirled the ring on your finger. Michael put his hand over yours. “For old times sake.”

[sugar-petals]

Submissive Jungkook

All my ladies noonas, put your hands up!

And everyone else interested in sub!Kook. 

If you have time, join me here for this huge trainwreck of a post.

First: analysis for a general impression

Get ready for some psychology and body language reading

Then: submissive JK in a relationship & in bed 

Drawing inspiration from real life, then comes the fictional element

Without further ado, let’s begin with some awkward throwback

Have you seen the hidden camera prank from Rookie King

Jeon... was lost and in panic

Default reaction when anything sexual happens: freeze and look elsewhere

Bunnies are very timid animals. It’s no coincidence that it’s his nickname besides the physical resemblance

He really is a bunny. JK as a person clings to his idea of polite invisibility or gets defensive using his shenanigans after enduring a whole lot. 

I’ll use the member interactions to show you an example of what I mean. Like when Taehyung tries to get cuddles from him, aggressively so 

Jungkook says Jimin by comparison tries two times, then goes away

But V keeps going and going and going, Kook tolerating it endlessly until he carries Taehyung away 

To me, Jimin has a submissive streak, Taehyung a dominant one. Or at least it came out like that in the situation. Now in which case did you have an actual interaction? The latter. Two subs inevitably part, there’s no incentive while D and S stick like glue. 

Going by this anecdote we can already tell what position’s made for Jeon. Not in terms of Taekook or Jikook or another pairing, but a general attitude. 

Going on the offensive - that’s not his thing except when he goes bowling. But those are pins, not people

Let’s have another example that reveals his mentality and sexual reflexes.

When Namjoon and Jimin talked about the difference between a kiss and a peck, when they asked Jungkook about tongue action

He acted like he was cleaning his body and then, poof! Disappeared

Too pure. Literally.

Playing devil’s advocate: Is he asexual? Nope. The boy was whipped for Victoria from AHL. He was put on the spot cause that’s the only time we see BTS having to act super intimate and even raunchy with girls. Let’s look at that closely.

You can see the full extent of his horniness in body language there

Never did he go all out like that again

But it exposed his entire sexual response pattern

Movements do not lie. Especially when you see the person is in constant unrestricted motion. Body language experts say “the body sings”. And he definitely was really animated. In general, Jungkook’s body language is straight-forward and you’re like “duh”. It’s because he’s very lively which leaves nothing left to guess

He was dancing, jumping, nodding, and clapping when Victoria showed up, biggest bunny smile showing. It was a genuine smile because his eyes followed his mouth. A fake smile is just teeth showing, the rest of the face is still. Meanwhile, Jungkook was eye-smiling his way through the entire episode, pupils wide even with that sunny weather. He side-eyed Victoria countless times, but couldn’t look into her eyes directly. He did the head tilt signature gesture thing which I think is like a “Phew, alright”. 

From then he started taking very deep breaths. His cheeks were also flushed, all that makeup couldn’t hide it. JK constantly fanned himself with his hands, was licking/biting his lips (that’s prep for kissing), and asking for water. He said: “I’m burning up”. “I’m really hot right now.” You’re always hot Kookie ♥

It all fits together: He was in high agreement with the situation, increased heart rate/blood circulation going on. All beyond sheer nervosity because he also expressed eagerness, excitement, and arousal. A person who shows all of these signs in a dense cluster is ready to fuck. Or to get fucked as we will discover now:

He fumbled at his face ALL THE TIME (blocking gesture, trying to hide your reactions in embarrassment), groomed himself, especially eye region/hair and upper body where most attention naturally goes. He propped up his chest, had one hand akimbo to claim space and attention. That’s the peacock JK coming out just a bit. But then his eyes were shyly downcast constantly, what a sub. He also rubbed his hands while doing that (sign of expecting benefit). 

The major thing that gave it away, he presented and touched his neck every so often, covered his eyes, that’s a big submission gesture. He’s not the one looking - he’s being looked at. First, he wanted to be seen, then he felt ashamed, not showing initiative but still kept fanning. Shit was he turned on with nowhere to go. Thank god he had a long shirt. Boy also cooled his neck with the water bottle, whew... erogenous zone out of control.

Like damn, the war of hormone got hold of his ass. 

He even started stress eating all the props hiding in the kitchen

He’s just so adorable, I need a moment

And yes I know. I keep digging up some cringey BTS treasures there. But it’s to show what Kookie does when things are at stake sexually. That was the most visible when confronted with women who’re older than him so far

So here it is: Fight < flight or stay still. It’s not just in AHL, it’s his consistent reaction

Something else that adds to that

He demonstrates high flusteredness paired with dodging all possible interactions, paired with low self-esteem (aka not thinking about yourself in a positive manner). Like when the other boys interacted with the girls he was putting himself down a lot, trying to escape. Suga shows the exact same pattern. Exact same. 

Fearful-avoidant attachment style in psychology 

It’s the hardest attachment style to tackle, it’s neither confident and secure enough to be J-Hope level easy-going

Jungkook needs someone dominant to back him up there and give him, I quote JK himself: “Safety first, safety second, coolness third”

Safety to express himself in particular so all that good erotic energy can go somewhere. His attachment style might be careful but his sex drive, mmmh. It’d grow to be strong and healthy. I think you could easily access him via that route. Especially given that Jungkook is extremely sensitive toward everything physical and learns quickly there

The issue to handle is: Even if he has the dirtiest of thoughts, he doesn’t have the nerve to bring them out completely. It tortures him from the inside. As I said he is very “all in” but lacking release in his behavior

No way on earth you can pair him up with someone equally reserved or anxious. 

Bold extrovert strongly required. 

Though not someone who got the mindset of helping or saving Jungkook from his angsty inner world or overall bashfulness 

Or at worst, playing with that irresponsibly. It needs someone who thinks one step further - it’s about just loving him how he is.

Jungkook likes to be carefree and himself. If he can be unbothered like that everything is fine. The members say he’s really talkative in his comfort zone. Like when he floated on the pool in AHL, he was just himself. Or in that “Jungkook is still a baby” Bangtan Bomb. Or recently in that BTS run episode where he was all sleepy and cuddly.

You have to understand, him being nervous shows much of his investment and desire to do well, but also feeling a bit hindered to show his fun side

And the fearful, insecure attitude anticipates being taken care of by you.

Thus he still doesn’t like to be labeled as the oppa who’s supposed to have everything under control like a true senior. He just can’t and shouldn’t live up to it. Kookie’s just perfect the way he is as a baby boy.

He replicates the relationship of his parents, did you notice. His mom’s calling the shots and his shy dad got chased for his handsomeness. Compare with Victoria analysis above. Sounds familiar? 

I think more and more of his capricious character comes out when you’re being all mommy for Kook, and he’ll love to fool around. The relationship will be very light-hearted.

At some point he reciprocates the care, it’ll be mutual.

He likes feeding others and being fed. Lamb skewers ;) Oral fixation! That can lead to a lot more if you venture into your bedroom

As we know now, his neck is the key.

Imagine pinning him down playfully and leaving some hickeys

While feeding each other some nice dessert. Jungkook can suck your fingers and you’ll steal a bunch of kisses to remove some cream from his chin

The bunny nickname prophecy applies again. After warming up you’ll actually fuck like rabbits. He got the body for it. You’ll be immensely passionate with him. Jungkook, before he even grows into making an expertly smooth conversation with you, can please you like a pro in the sheets it’s incredible

He communicates better between your thighs. Oh Jesus take the wheel, on your entire body. He’ll cup your breasts gently, massage your belly and back, stroke your hair, kiss your forehead, your feet, nose, eyelids.  

Granted, he’ll still be shy, but follows your lead quite enthusiastically

Eagerness and excitement, remember. 

You can ride him good and wild, hands on his - alert, alert - chest

And guide you through your orgasms securely. You’ll reassure Kook how gorgeous he is, so cute and, well. Hot

And he’ll be all smiley and happy.

So

Now you know it

Submissive Jungkook is just absolutely precious.

Thank you for reading! Have a nice day and leave comments if you like. Should I write something like this for another member? Any requests welcome.

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The Evolution of Jikook

How did Jikook start? When did they become serious? How did their friendship turn into something more? How are they doing right now?

Disclaimer: This is a survey on the evolution in JM and JK’s relationship through the years by analyzing the changes in their personalities, career development, and overall situation. The content of this post is all based on my personal opinions and theories, and I’m not trying to prove or imply anything, you can have your own conclusions. Please don’t take anything seriously, and read this post as fanfiction.

 2014

there are already several speculations going around about 2014 and early debut years, some believe JM had a crush on JK, but it wasn’t reciprocal, and JK was teasing JM or making fun of his height because either he didn’t like JM or had a crush on him! Most of these speculations are not even close to the truth if you look at the situation with perspicuity. Although I can't deny the possibility of JK having a crush on JM and being in denial about it since that so-called "uncomfortableness" can be the sign of this crush. This is common among teenagers, and JK was an introverted, 15, 16-year-old boy in this era.

As a trainee or a newly-debuted idol, how is it even possible to openly express your love to a bandmate? A teenager can rarely confess his love to his crush in public, even if we ignore the existence of internal and external homophobia. So how do you expect them to do this in front of cameras when thousands of people are watching? This can happen only as a joke. Unfortunately, in the Kpop industry, same-sex flirting is a matter of laugh or excitement for the audience, and this role-playing was assigned for JM. Other members include JK had also their assigned roles to play.

As someone who wanted to be successful in his dream career so badly, JM took this assignment very seriously and played the role of a strong muscular man who confesses his love for JK and asks for a kiss every three seconds to get ignored and make the audience laugh. This is a cringe script if you ask me, and I always had this feeling that JM deep down wasn't comfortable doing it. And finally, in 2021, he spoke up. He didn’t directly mention this roleplaying, but there were enough signs to consider it as a fact, and we will come back to this part later.

Jk was also playing his role, which in some parts, it was close to his real personality, but in other parts, it was far from it; a golden maknae who is good at everything with a bratty behavior toward hyungs especially JM. But no role-play can go on for a long time, and JK nor JM wasn’t an exception.

Despite these role-plays, Jikook became close in 2014, off-camera. They were always close since their pre-debut days, but it became obvious in 2014. They had much in common; Lead/main vocal/dancers who wanted their careers to become perfect, both from Busan smelling like the home they always missed, and they were the emotional support for each other. This strong bond and connection caused them to spend a lot of time together off-camera. This led them to become closer and somehow started to change the dynamic of their friendship, but the main changes happened in the summer of that year through the WOH era and AHL.

Of course, I’m not claiming that they started their romantic relationship in this era, but the first signs of “non-friendly” behavior, (not in a scripted or one-sided way) started to be seen between them in this era. The awkward jokes became less frequent but more awkward. Many veteran K-Jikookers at this era, realized that their sad ship might not be that sad, and it has the potential to bloom and thrive. They believed JK was starting to fall in love and respond to JM’s affection, but as I explained earlier in this post, the second part wasn’t the case. They both were starting to grow feelings for each other, slowly and gradually.

In my opinion, AHL was a turning point. There might be some reasons for that. Maybe spending enough time in the US and seeing a different and more open culture (aka gay couples), had an impact on these teen souls and helped them to see their real selves. They realized gay flirt is not necessarily a matter of laugh, and it can be real. Also, this trip was their first visit from Laguna Beach, am I right?

Anyways, the changes in Jikook’s dynamics became more visible in the danger era, especially the change in JM's personality and attitude. He had become more content and less awkward, he was showing more self-esteem and becoming more like himself. The tension between Jikook and some subtle signs were showing that they have an off-camera bond much stronger than their on-cam interactions, but they didn’t want to give out anything about it. At the end of the year, they covered Justin Bieber's Christmas song which was a romantic song for their first unit cover. This was a turning point in Jikook’s dynamics, but the biggest changes were about to come.

 2015

2015 was a brilliant year for Bangtan. Their career started to blossom, and they weren’t a rookie group from an unknown company anymore. They had several hit songs and received their first award in the award shows. This indeed changed many things for the members of BTS, including the relationship between JM and JK. Of course, this wasn't the only thing that affected Jikook, but success gave them more confidence and courage to be themselves and accept themselves the way they are. But fame is a double-edged sword, and it can also have the opposite effect and make you hide your real self to make a persona for the audience.

I believe fame and success affected Jikook in both ways. In this era, JK was about to come of age, and he was seeing himself as an adult and thriving artist with valid emotions, so he started to share his newly-discovered feelings through lyrics of the songs he was recommending. I have a detailed analysis post on this topic, so I’m not going to elaborate on that. You can read the post here.

The same thing was happening to JM, he was aware of his feelings for some time, but JM, in person, is more conservative than JK, and his reactions to these changes were different from his. At this time, JM became more prudent, calm, and maybe shy. Despite being an extrovert, he is a shy person by nature, and these changes led him to become more like himself and less like the role player he was in his debut years. Speaking of role play, at this time (middle of 2015) the fanservice jokes between Jikook almost stopped. Although we had a few of these jokes like “giving a kiss as a birthday gift for JK” in vlive, the reactions from JK and the members were very different from what they used to be. Why? Maybe because the “one-sided” love they were portraying wasn’t a portrait or one-sided anymore. At this time, JK almost dropped the honorifics for JM which was a huge deal and it proved JM is the hyung, JK is the closest with.

JK had started to recommend songs from openly LGBT+ artists (Olly Alexander, Kehlani) from April and May that year, and in October, he recommended “Fools” by Troye Sivan. He didn’t end up just recommending songs by gay artists, but he also covered the last one with Namjoon. This boldness of JK in this era showed that he was fully accepting of himself and his emotions, and he wasn’t even afraid of expressing them publicly. He had come of age and became brave enough to dance with him between his arms in a public ceremony and not giving a damn about anyone.

2015 was quite a year for Jikook but still not the most dramatic one.

 2016

2016 was the year of the peak drama in Jikook history. The same dynamics from late 2015 were still going on between them; JM was preserved, and JK was bold in his own way. They both weren’t sure about anything, but one thing was certain; they were in love, and they were getting attached more and more, physically and emotionally. This increasing attachment made the tension between them obvious to the point that it wasn’t easy to ignore.

A secret, untitled attachment, is the biggest source of drama, and the best definition of 2016 Jikook. I’m not saying they were FWB or something, they knew each other's feelings very well, but also, there had many fears and insecurities. This attachment could end at that stage or continue that way, but it wasn’t what they wished for. They wanted more, and JK was the one who took the first step. He wanted to become JM’s “boyfriend”. So they slowly became open to each other and tested the water to see if they could make it work or not. Yet, all the dramas and passion were only between the two of them, and the only things we could witness were the tension and some deliberate or indeliberate exposures.

On the other hand, their career was blowing up in this era, and I think this gave them more power and courage to be who they want to be. All the ARMYs who have witnessed the BS&T era can never forget JM’s glow-up. He had started to embrace himself and blossom as a young man who wants to live his life and make his art the way he wants, but still, he wasn’t free of fears and insecurities, which he expressed in “Lie”.

JK was young and naïve, and sometimes he was acting like he had some unanswered expectations from JM. I’m thinking about JinJikook vlive in December 2016, when he threatened JM with his selca. I know you have seen the analysis of that vlive and selca, and it used to be one of those delulu ones, but after the hickey incident of MOTS DVD? I don’t think so. I have thought about that vlive and selca a lot. Why did he have to do this to JM? What did he want from him? Did he want him to be the debut JM who always confessed his love for JK on camera and asked for a kiss? They weren’t playing that game anymore, and JK wanted to be taken seriously. These contradictions made so much tension between Jikook and caused many chaotic and dramatic situations.

I don’t know if the “memory of the rainy day” has happened in 2016 (I believe it has to be in 2015), but I need to mention it because it is crucial in this analysis. It surprises some people when I tell them this memory is solid proof for Jikook being real. But I believe it shows they had pushes and pulls and frustrations and even heartbreaks before making their relationship stable. These dramas were inevitable because they were supposed to be bandmates, colleagues, friends, and brothers, not lovers. In this situation, you have to ignore your feelings and hold them back, but it will pop up as bickering, fights, and emotional roller coasters, and the memory of the rainy day was a manifestation of it.

In 2016, Jikook were still young and in an unstable situation, and they had to deal with lots of hardships, they had a lot of worries and insecurities, internally and externally. But at some point, they found out their love is too strong to be ignored or held back, and they accepted all the risks and consequences. Of course, it has taken so much time, and they worked hard for it, and that's why their love is so beautiful and perfect.

Jikook had the most chaotic, dramatic, and unexplainable moments in 2016, but these dramas and fights helped them to resolve the issues and finally, led them to a new stage.

 2017

So many things started to change for Jikook in 2017. In February, JK graduated from high school, and he officially became an adult (as he said himself), and this event had a huge effect on Jikook. JK always wanted to be seen as an adult, he didn’t want to be babied by anyone, especially JM. High school graduation was the last milestone, and after that, they were ready for the next step.

It was the time they ended their “untitled attachment” era and started to be acknowledged as “significant others”. This was not only between the two of them, I believe this is the stage, the other member and probably the company found out about them. I’m thinking about the ring that surprised Hobi in that vlive, or Jin’s reaction when he found out JM was about to kiss JK’s neck in the fansign (both moments from February 2017).

I’m not saying that they didn’t know about them before, but here is a thing; don't get me wrong, but hookups and flings (het or queer) are not uncommon between the idols, even the idols of the same group, and probably the members had thought the thing between Jikook is not a big deal and would not turn into something serious. But it did, and it was surprising. After that, there was nothing to hide and no way to stop them. They started to be open in this era, equally, and they weren’t holding back anymore. Their flirts and interaction had drastically changed and became more mutual and real in an unsubtle way.

On Valentine’s Day that year, Jikook posted a video wearing matching jackets and shocked everyone on the K-side. Because it was a bold and obvious thing to do. After that, their actions become something more than what we see in a classic ship. They weren’t just doing skinship, they started to act and “be” like “couples”.

In the summer of that year, there were rumors about them spending their days off together at the dorms. Also, there are theories about how their love was an inspiration for the making of Serendipity. Let’s not forget about the 2017 Summer Package photoshoot on that gay unicorn, and their unit song cover of “We don’t talk anymore”. But it was just the beginning.

JK planned a trip to Tokyo for JM and himself in October. They spent their days off together in Busan after the wings tour and flew to Tokyo on 28th. They were in Tokyo for four days and three nights and I bet you already know about all the details of their trip. This trip showed how much they love to spend time together that even on their days off, they choose to be in each other’s company. This was right after when people kept asking JK questions about how he had traveled with the other members or not, and maybe he wanted to show the truth to the enthusiastic ones. But the main course was coming.

After the trip, JK became bolder than he ever was. I’m thinking about that vlive after AMA when the drunk JK was about to expose why he wasn’t nervous, or their concert moments in November and December. Also, their JM&JK vlive on 8th December was something to be remembered forever.

And the main course, GCF in Tokyo. I needed to save it for the last because it’s the most important part. The GCF video showed that Jikook’s trip to Tokyo was not just a friendly/brotherly trip. JK needed to make a statement, and he did it through his art and his talent to make a beautiful video. He said what he wanted to say with the lyrics of Troye Sivan, his gay idol.

GCF video was a confirmation for everything. Despite having so many hints and signs, this video doesn’t even need an analysis or interpretation. Everything is crystal clear. This is the biggest and the most important step Jikook have ever made, it also made it clear that they are in an established relationship, they are sure about everything, and nothing can stop them from going forward. But little did they know what’s on their way.

 2018

After BTS’ huge success and becoming a worldwide phenomenon at the end of 2017, literally no one was expecting them to go through a horrible situation to the point of considering disbandment. But it did happen, and the members have hinted about it several times. This dark era was going on for three to four months, I assume it was from the middle of December 2017 to the end of March 2018. The aurora of this era is so dark and painful that all the ARMYs had noticed something was wrong, and they were worried about the members, especially JK, who weren’t good at hiding it. If you weren’t in the fandom back then, you can check the content of that period.

We don’t know the reason for all the hardship they endured in that era, but we know it affected Jikook differently. They had their subtle moments, they were doing romantic things, and they showed their couple rings in 4th muster, they watched the first snow together, and they went out on 15th February with a friend. But things weren’t the same. They had found out the growth in their careers and becoming the big names of industry haven’t been enough, and they needed to become even bigger that no one could ever touch them.

This incident had also affected them personally. According to JM’s 13th April Vlog, it made JM question everything and reconsider his values. At this point, “thinking about performing again” and “seeing all the members together, happy” helped him heal and recover. On the other hand, JK never opened up about the incident, and the only thing we know is what Jin exposed in 2020 Festa. He said JK stopped talking to hyungs, and when they found out about his feelings, he felt sorry for JK. But what did change in JM and JK, and Jikook, after that?

From April, Jikook came back to normal, they started to post selfies, and they had lots of beautiful moments in Japan fan meetings. This time, JK was the prudent one. Not that he didn’t initiate moments with JM or he wasn’t comfortable, he did initiate many expressive moments (like when JM asked him to lose the game and he did it exaggeratedly), but there was still a sad aurora around him which I can tell he had not fully recovered from that incident yet. Just think about the lyrics he chose for G.C.F in Osaka.

But fortunately, it didn’t go on for long, and JK became open and happy again. In June and July, this became clearer and G.C.F in Saipan was its biggest manifestation. In that video, JK made a statement about how he doesn’t want to hide or lie anymore because what he has found in JM is so real. You may say it’s just lyrics, but think about the weverse post he made before his birthday in 2021, he asked ARMY to talk to him with lyrics. He asked this because he talks with lyrics himself. Arts, lyrics, and videos are his way of expressing emotions.

Summer 2018 was the time when Jikook became super active on social media. No week had passed with some new Jikook selcas or videos or them being loud in every content. They were like couples on honeymoon showing off their relationship on social media.

Their first speech at the UN assembly, and being awarded Order of Cultural Merit by the president of South Korea, was the promising future they have been waiting for. At this point they were untouchable, and this gave them the courage to become even more open. JM started to get tattoos at this time, JK bought his first apartment in October, and you probably heard the theories and rumors of Jikook moving in together at this era. They were seen several times together outside, which means they weren’t hiding anymore (JK had promised it). Melon 2018 also happened at this time which explains why Jikook were so raw and open and unfiltered.

2018 was an unforgettable year for most Jikookers, but a new era was about to begin.

 2019

As we move forward in this timeline, things become harder to analyze, because in some cases, only the test of time can make things clear and give us a better point of view. For newer moments, this “time”, has not passed yet, and we should rely more on theories and speculations than solid facts.

At the beginning of 2019, Jikook still had the same vibe and dynamics from late 2018, but their moments were a bit more subtle. Despite the undivided attention they had for each other, they were somehow holding back. Their vibe was like a newly-wed couple who can’t stay away from each other, yet they don’t want to make awkward situations. The first three-four months of the year passed this way until the Boy with Luv era arrived with a drastic change.

In this era, JK had turned into a fluff ball toward JM, and he used every opportunity to openly show his love and affection to him. Remember, JM had peach hair for just a few weeks, but there are tons of big Jikook moments with peach hair JM. I might say JM had become a bit cautious in this era, but it was just a reaction to JK’s boldness and softness toward JM. He wanted to moderate the situation, but in some cases, he failed, and moments like Rose Bowl happened.

But JM wasn’t quiet, and he, himself initiated lots of moments with JK, especially with sharing videos and photos on social media. JM and JK both were looking elated at this era, they attended the Grammy's for the first time, they started their world Stadium Tour, and they were breaking every record left and right. But their relationship also was blossoming, they were so obvious at this point that no one with an eyeball could ignore them. They went to movies, shopping, and restaurant together, and they were technically inseparable.

After Rose Bowl, the things between them slowed down a little bit. It’s possible that they got some backlash over their acts and didn’t want to be careless and cause trouble. But the fact is no one raises an eyebrow for some “brotherly affection” between two members of a group, except shippers who are always seen as delusional, and no one takes them seriously, but sometimes backlashes aim differently. For example, when JK made the biggest pancake for JM in a Run BTS episode (which aired just two days after the Rose Bowl moment) some people bashed JK for being rude to his hyungs and not caring about them enough. JK loves all his hyungs and doesn’t want to be portrayed this way, but it seems his undivided attention to JM had some unexpected consequences, and he decided to treat them fairly by not being overtly affectionate toward JM.

But Jikook were still the same, and nothing had changed between them. They were both attached to the hips, and they were spending every minute together until Bangtan’s first official break happened and brought some controversies. I have a detailed post about these so-called scandals you can read here and here. Before and after this break, we witnessed some sort of changes in JK and JM’s attitudes. JK started to get tattoos which was a sign of openness and freedom. Getting tattoos, was JK’s dream for so long, and now that he was old enough, he dared to do it.

On the other hand, JM became more independent. I believe he was starting to feel a need for self-dependence to survive an unknown future. He got his driver’s license, he went on an unplanned trip around the world, and he declared that he doesn’t belong to anyone (once in a vlive he answered to a Y/N’s comment with “I’m mine”, at the same vlive someone asked him to not wear that revealing shirt, and he kept wearing that exact shirt over and over again, especially in SYS final concerts; another sign of boldness and openness).

These changes in JK and JM’s personalities were the signs of growing up, maturing, and coping with the situation, which everyone experiences at some stages of their life and relationship, and with good communication, the relationship can stay strong. I have a three-parted post about the changes in Jikook’s dynamics in this era, you can read it here.

2019 was the year of grand gestures for Jikook. Although they weren’t active on social media the way they used to be in 2018, they declared their love and affection toward each other with grand gestures. The first one I dear the most, is the “I love you” sign in The Fact Music Awards. The next and the most famous one is Rosebowl which you all know so well. The next was when JM came back for JK’s birthday all of a sudden, and the tweet JK wrote for JM’s birthday, which was technically a love letter.

The biggest grand gestures of Jikook happened at the final concerts of the SYS tour in Seoul. There is no need to further explanation, but they spoke themselves in these concerts, for real. The “Speak yourself” era, which technically had started at the end of 2018 (UN speech) was the loudest era of Jikook, and they were open about themselves as much as it was possible for them. They did not “expose” themselves practically, but they weren’t hiding anything either. But things are not always under our control.

2020

In the first three months of 2020, Jikook had a very different vibe. I don’t know what was causing it, but there was some sort of tension between them, which had started from the last weeks of 2019, but it became worse in January and February 2020. If you check their moments from this era, you can notice this different vibe in almost every content. Anyways, whatever it was, they resolved it and came back to normal. If you are interested in this topic, read this post.

And then the Pandemic started and changed everything in the world, including Bangtan schedules. Their world tour was canceled, and they spent the whole year in Korea, inevitably. These sudden changes also affected Jikook in many ways, they wanted nothing more than to perform on the stage for the audience, but it wasn’t possible anymore. At this time, the Itaewon club thing happened for JK, and this so-called “scandal” affected his life. He sold his Trimage apartment right after that, and at this time, we could assume JK and JM were living together at the dorms?

I want to name this era the “Jikook being open about living together” era, which makes sense because they were using every opportunity to expose that they live together. They were sharing cars all the time, they were together at JK’s birthday night, and JM said seeing JK in the morning is the best thing for him. JK even made some hints in LGO MV about it. The hickey incident also happened in this era.

They had the time of their life in this era, they were always together, and everything was going well except they were missing the stage, but they had the emotional support from each other to overcome this hardship. At the end of the year, they did the black swan performance at MMA, which was an unforgettable masterpiece showing Jikook’s perfect synergy, chemistry, crazy talent, and the complete trust they have for each other. This post is also related to this era.

2020 was a very different year, and Jikook were expressing themselves in a very different way. Reviewing their memories and behind the scene moments of 2020, shows they had more moments off-camera than the main focus camera, which always has been the case for jikook, but it was clear that they decided to stay low in public’s eyes and be loud in their own way at the same time.

 2021

2021 is not over yet, and there is not much content (especially from the second half of the year) to do a comprehensive analysis and make strong theories. Right now, we have more speculations than facts, so, I’m reminding you again that this post is based on  my “theories and personal opinions” and I’m not claiming to be right about everything I mention here.

The first three months of the year were going perfectly between Jikook, pretty much like how 2020 ended. They were stuck together, being flirty and they were riding the same car all the time. I can’t remember seeing JK so happy the way he was in the first weeks of 2021, and JM was pretty much the same.

But in the middle of March, something changed, and this change came right after the Grammy's. I believe Jikook were sure about winning the award, but it didn’t happen, and it affected them severely (the way they were talking about it in that recent Bangtan Bomb just broke my heart). At the same time, their company moved to the new building with a new label, and their living situation changed and became complicated. I’m not going to analyze that to see if they are living together or not, because they are not open about their living situation right now.

JM becoming shy, was another change many Jikookers noticed in the middle of this year. As I mentioned in the first part of this post, this change showed something about the debut years. It showed that JM wasn’t comfortable with the role he was playing. In his birthday vlive, he said he feels like the old days when he was awkward in front of the behind the scene cameras, but he didn’t say anything. Now he was asking himself why he didn’t speak up about being awkward.

Why do I think this has something to do with JK? After an interview from early 2021, the interviewer (whom I don’t remember her name and don’t care enough to search for it) uploaded a video about asking Bangtan if they ever felt awkward in front of cameras. According to her, JM answered his question, and then JK said something. This is pure speculation but I believe JM was talking about the debut years where he had to play the role of a muscled strong man who was in love with JK, and it made him feel awkward.

Here it is. This was the beautiful journey of JM and JK in the last eight years of their career and relationship. They always had ups and downs, and they came a long way to be at the point they are right now. Jikook are both in their mid 20’s and not some inexperienced teens. They are in more mature phases of their relationship, and they spend most of their off-work time together, so they act less like young boys with a huge crush on each other, on camera. They are more on low, than high or loud, and they have their independence despite the connection and undivided attention for each other.

Yet we don’t know what is about to come in the future, we should wait and see.

PART 2

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File: OC 35

SCP#: AMF

Code Name: Your life is not your own, the law says so

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AMF has been contained at Site-AR, it is contained within a Containment Analysis Tesseract within a 10x10 meter containment cell. The room is seemingly empty but has four turrets hidden in the ground, four turrets hidden in the ceiling, and eight hidden in the walls, two for each wall. They are all given different ammunition and programmed to scan all kinds of different threats with different spectrums of light, wavelength frequencies, and even phases of reality. These turrets are to be relied on even during a containment breach. Though as an added precaution during a containment breach, 6 Security units armed with Foundation laser rifles will be assigned to outside of SCP-AMF’s containment. 

The Department of Technology, Alchemy, Science, Magic and Warfare is fully in charge of testing in regards to SCP-AMF. Any Foundation staff member that isn’t Level 5 Clearance or in DTASMW that tries to interact with SCP-AMF will be hunted and amnestied of ever knowing SCP-AMF existed. If they manage to utilize SCP-AMF’s anomalous properties even if it is something miniscule, they will be demoted to D Class and used for brutal experiments, there will be no exceptions. 

Description: SCP-AMF is a silver sphere that measures only 1 inch in diameter. Once touched, it will allow the wielder to think more clearly about other people they know, even people they have seen only once in their lives. With SCP-AMF they can see everything about the person they are thinking of, their history, their health, their personality, their thoughts, and so much more. All the information will be clearly processed into their head as if it's something they always knew. Should the holder focused on a particular person, they can even see their lives in different realities. 

This is where SCP-AMF’s anomalous properties can be utilized to its full effect. When the holder is focused on both a target in our reality and is able to focus simultaneously on certain aspects in another reality they can switch them out depending on what the wielder wants. These aspects will gradually take effect in our reality, altering records, altering people’s perceptions and memories, though shockingly never directly at the victim. 

For example, a victim can be rich and talented yet have their reality swapped with a version of themself who is poor and talentless. Everyone will perceive them as such and all their records and history will back it up. Yet their money (physical that is) will not go anywhere, and neither will their talent. As such this wouldn’t seem like that big of a deal but someone who is innocent could very easily be given a criminal record or given a history where they were the one who committed a recently committed crime with the fingerprints, recording, and/ or witnesses to prove it. 

SCP-AMF was discovered in 2017 within the US when a serial sexual offender had assaulted several women for at least a month. He always managed to get away with it by using SCP-AMF to make his victims look like criminals or simply uncredible. As a result, he got away with the crimes time and again, which ironically resulted in him getting the attention of the Foundation.

The Department of Law and Detainment created a false crime against him and managed to get him arrested despite his efforts in utilizing SCP-AMF. Unfortunately, he found the identity of three agents and made them no longer Foundation staff in our reality, all of which ended up dying due to accidentally trying to access Foundation restricted areas they previously had clearance to. Before the Foundation could find a way to get SCP-AMF away from him to prevent further damage, he was attacked by Group of Interest: Damned Requiem. 

For those that don’t know Damned Requiem is a group of Fallen Angels, Demons, and Spirits who have taken the law into their own hands. They despise how human law has evolved and actively seek out criminals to punish them regardless of the severity of the crime. They unfortunately view all humans with distain and a lack of sympathy. Even victims of crimes are often threatened by Damned Requiem to testify against their attackers if they originally refuse to do so. Their families can either be held hostage or members of DR will give the victim a weapon and force them to kill their attacker.

It's not exaggeration to say that Damned Requiem is a thorn in the side of the DLD. However, that does not deny that more agents could have been erased from our database and suffered unearned consequences for it had they not taken SCP-AMF from him. Thankfully they are not interested in anomalous items, so it was left behind, allowing the Foundation to recover it. However, due to the dangerous nature of SCP-AMF, it has been ruled by the O5 Council that SCP-AMF will not be used restore the lives of the victims. Instead, they were given Foundation compensation money of $50,000 dollars, new identities, and relocated to different states in the US.

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SCP: Horror Movie Files Hub

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CH 13: The Worst Is Yet to Come (snippet)

Black bows his head, and Tom leaves, Rosier trailing to his side. Before exiting the Great Hall, he takes one look. Towards the Gryffindor table, between one bushy-haired girl and another blonde one, the seat is vacant.

The image of Hill standing in the glare of candlelight as the victor in some tumultuous battle flashes. Under his palms lingers the icy cobblestone of the passageway, lingers the unmistakable panic that had overtaken him. Nails dig into flesh as Tom pulls himself from the memory.

Irene Hill is dangerous, far more dangerous than anything he’d imagined.

Tom turns, his robes twisting in the wind as he continues through the doorway and to the dungeons. He’d never foreseen this result. Pushback, yes. A powerful one, expected of a Gryffindor. But overwhelming defeat?

Never.

Yet, aside from Hill’s opportune victory, away from the dark’s obscured shadows, he remembers her expression. A smattering of red, eyes dilated, and chest heaving, but there was no smug victory that played across euphoric features.

Only dawning horror and terror of the power she held sat.

A snarl rises in his throat. Power is a gift undeserving for those who shun it. His muscles tense and Tom’s nose wrinkles in distaste. He thumbs the wand that lies in his pocket. It sparks at him. He retracts his fingers. A vicious thing it is, biting at him with every chance it gets.

Terribly unhappy to be parted with its master.

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Revisions, Ch. 22: Cracked Ship

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Tags: Human AU, Pining, Mutual Pining, Characters Writing Fanfiction, Slow Burn, Hanakahi Disease, Timeskip, Crossover, Fake Dating, Secret Royalty, They Were Roommates, Mind Control, Trapped in an Elevator, Only One Bed, Breaking the Fourth Wall, First Kiss, Huddling for Warmth, When Sides Go Feral, Mistaken Identity, Enemies to Lovers, Love Triangle, Role Swap, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Remus likes to swear- WC: 2789

Groaning in the darkness, Logan flipped to his other side. He squished his pillow into an almost cylindrical shape and tucked it between his shoulder and his neck. Tugging hard at the covers, He yanked them back up to his chin and twisted them tightly over his body. He sighed, forced his eyes closed and tried to count again.

1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55, 89, 1—

He flung himself onto his back, staring up at the dark ceiling. He sighed again, only this time the exhalation ended in a choked sound as his throat seized and a fresh round of coughing tightened the iron chains around his lungs. Fumbling for his tissues and looking for one of the small covered waste bins he’d placed strategically around his room, he dragged himself up to a seated position on the edge of his bed. After several minutes, he only coughed up a dozen or so flowers. Not as bad as the last one. Not nearly.

Leaning forward, elbows on his knees, he panted, his gaze meandering across his desk. The faint glow of his power strip shone on the date of his next dose. Four days away. And that was after changing it because he’d taken the last dose early. Under the old schedule, he still had six days to go.

Once the spots cleared from his vision, Logan rose and cleaned up the petals and blossoms he hadn’t caught during the fit. He crept downstairs for more tea, pouring extra hot water into one of the larger mugs and brought it upstairs wrapped in a small towel.

Back in his room, he closed the door, then leaned heavily against the cool surface. His eyes bounced between his desk and his bed, lingering on the soft pillows and heavy blanket.

Logan set down his tea, then pulled out his desk chair. He turned on his desk lamp and booted up his laptop, opening the latest chapter in his story. There were only a few more chapters to go.

Klaxons rang out over the bridge, red warning lights flashing along the edges of the walls and around the viewport. “Captain, the crack in the ship's hull has grown. The crack stretches from decks eight through twelve.” Ensign Le-Ahl audibly swallowed, her mouth pursed. “Another forty meters and it will intersect with the warp core in Main Engineering.”

Captain Data nodded to Lieutenant T’mil. She pressed a button on her console. “Engineering, Gamma Plan is now active. We need to jettison the core. No further delays, Commander, this is a formal evacuation order.”

Commander LaForge’s voice poured from the intercom, alarms ringing in the background, even more than on the bridge. “No can-do, Lieutenant. We need at least one person down here to manually deactivate the warp core before dumping it. If not, we could take out the whole ship.”

“Commander LaForge,” Lieutenant T’mil’s voice was sharp. “I will personally escort you out of Engineering if you do not—”

“Commander,” Captain Data interrupted his Chief of Security’s response. “Commander, how much time do you need?”

Geordi’s voice was calm and crisp. “I can complete the shut down in sixteen minutes, Sir.”

“Ensign?” Captain Data peered at the Ensign Le-Ahl, his own processors having already completed the projection. “How long before the crack intercepts Main Engineering?”

“Fifteen minutes and forty eight seconds,” she said without looking up from her console. “Sir.” Her voice cracked, but she remained steady at her station, hands ready on the controls.

“You have fifteen minutes, Commander.” Captain Data said. “Any longer and…” he paused, listening to the sounds of the rest of the Engineering crew evacuating. “Any longer and you will have holodeck privileges revoked.”

Geordi chuckled over the intercom. “Message received, Sir.”

Logan leaned forward and removed his eyeglasses, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand. Shoulders slumped, he could feel the heavy pull of sleep dragging at his eyelids. Cradling his head in one hand, he stared, eyes unfocused on the section he’d just written. Finally, he finished his tea, forcing down the lukewarm drink, knowing the numbing action of the herbs was his only chance at sleep tonight. He picked up his mug and stood, turning toward the door.

The empty mug fell to the floor, hitting his area rug with a small thud.

Logan stood, stunned, facing his door. Rather, his doors. Where his bedroom door ordinarily stood was a jagged floor-to-ceiling crack in the wall. Dark blue light poured out around the edges of the crack, bouncing off the two mirrored doors on either side of the crack, and making the pages in his books and his nail beds iridesce like under black light.

The doors appeared identical, with the same dark blue paint, the same brass doorknob. They even had the same little scuff mark on the lower left-hand edge that Logan hadn’t yet scrubbed away.

He bent down to pick up the mug and, after looking between the two doors for a moment, walked through the door on the right.

Instead of the usual hallway with its long mauve runner, he found himself in a long, dark, wood-paneled corridor. Behind him was his own door. In front of him was Janus and Remus’ door. Soft light spilled out from the gap underneath their door and he thought he could hear their voices filtering into the hall. What are they doing awake?

Why don’t you go find out?

They might be… in the middle of something.

Like I said, why don’t you go find out?

Logan turned around, but his own door and the mug he’d been carrying were gone. He spun around, eyes whipping up and down the featureless corridor. Only Janus and Remus’ door remained.

Oh, just go on. They left the light on for you.

Logan took a deep breath and as he exhaled, the hallway shortened, seeming to bring the door to him. A few inches from the room, he raised his hand and knocked twice.

The door opened immediately. “Lo,” Janus said, smiling back at him. His brow furrowed for a moment and he reached out to rest a hand on Logan's shoulder. “Is everything alright? Did you need something?”

Logan shuffled his feet, fighting the urge to run back to his room. He looked behind him and his room was gone. Turning back to face Janus, he returned his smile. “No—not really. I, ah…” He looked down at his bare feet, scrunching his toes against the floor.

Tell them.

“I was wondering if maybe we could talk?” Logan quickly raised his hands, gesturing over his shoulder and shaking his head. “If you’re busy, I—we, ah, we can talk another time.”

Janus smiled and opened the door wider, beckoning Logan inside. “I meant it, Lo. You’re welcome here any time. Please come in.”

He entered their room. The light he’d spotted in the hallway was coming from their bedside lamps, and music was playing, the quiet strumming of the opening bars to Crazy for You painted the air. Logan shook his head, starting to step backwards. “I’m interrupting…”

Remus was sitting in the center of the bed wearing the pajamas he’d had on the first night they hosted him in their room after the storm. “You’re not interrupting a thing!” Remus grinning at him. He scootched to the side of the bed and patted the blanket next to him. “Sit down, Lo Lo!”

Logan stepped closer but remained standing. He fiddled with a cuticle as he watched Janus close the door and sit on the edge of their bed, leaving a space between himself and Remus. “Ah, perhaps I should stand. I have something difficult to say.”

Tell them.

“I haven’t been entirely honest with you both.” Janus and Remus exchanged a glance, their brows furrowed.

“Well,” Janus began, reaching for Remus’ hand. “We’re glad you want to tell us the truth now.”

“Yeah, we’re listening, Lo Lo,” Remus added, eyes trained on Logan’s face with a sad little smile. “What is it?”

“Well… when we were talking the other night… about, well… I…”

Just tell them.

“I’m in love with you,” Logan blurted out. “Both of you.”

Attaboy.

Logan hung his head and stared at the floor. Static filled his ears and the music fell away. His hands trembled at his sides and he wrapped his arms over his belly, hiding their shaking under his elbows.

He wanted to run, he wanted to turn and leave their room and never have to see the horror in their faces. But his feet would not budge. Rooted to the floor, he was frozen. He held his breath and waited.

The covers rustled on the bed and the shadows on the floor in front of Logan shifted. Warm hands reached for him, gently pulling his arms apart from where they twisted together like a shield across his body. He looked up.

Janus held his right hand and Remus held his left. They were both smiling. Janus cupped his cheek with his other and Logan leaned into the warmth of his palm, letting his eyes fall closed. He feared what they were about to say but he was too weak to break away from their touch.

“My dear Logan,” Janus murmured. “Of course we love you, too.”

Told you so…

“What?” Logan asked dumbly, head whipping from side to side as they smiled back at him.

“We love you, too, Lo Lo.” Remus threw himself at Logan, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and burying his face into the crook of his neck. His mustache tickled against his skin and Logan gasped as Remus kissed his collarbone. He suddenly pulled back, “Oh… sorry, can I kiss you?”

Eyes wide, Logan nodded, his mouth falling open as Remus pressed a line of soft, open-mouthed kisses along his neck. Janus moved closer, lifting his chin with two fingers. His eyes bore into Logan’s, a heat behind them that left him breathless. “May I?”

“Yes,” Logan managed to whisper before Janus tilted his head and leaned in, softly kissing his mouth.

Janus pulled back and stroked Logan’s cheek. “We’re so glad you came here tonight,” he said as Remus hummed his agreement, nodding against his neck, arms now sliding down his back and drawing tightly around Logan’s hips.

“So very glad,” Janus murmured against Logan’s mouth, drawing him in for another kiss.

Logan closed his eyes and with a stomach-dropping shift, he was back in his room. The crack between the doors glowed even brighter, the light spreading across his room and washing out the dark blue of his blankets and his desk. His empty mug was again in his hand and he reached up, tentatively touching his neck, his lips. He could practically feel their kisses, but…

He took a deep breath and tried the other door.

This door opened into the usual corridor, the lights in the hallway dim, and most of his housemates’ doors were dark underneath. The mauve carpet had a bit of lint on the edges and Logan made a note to himself to be sure to vacuum the next morning after the others woke up. He started toward the stairs to put his mug in the dishwasher, glancing over his shoulder at Janus and Remus’ room.

Their light was on, a bright yellowish glow spilling out through the gap under their door. He turned around and started toward it. As he walked, the hallway seemed to stretch and the other doors on either side fell away, first Patton’s, then Roman’s, and Virgil’s. Then his own.

Once again, he stood in a wood-paneled hallway and Janus and Remus’s door was in front of him. He could just barely make out low strains of music coming from the room, but didn't recognize the song. He raised his hand and knocked twice. After a few moments, there was a shuffling and the music lowered.

Several moments later, the door opened slowly, Janus peering through the gap. He had one hand on the door, the other drew together the edges of his yellow silk robe. “Logan?” Janus asked. His lips curled up in the shape of a smile. He raised an eyebrow, shaking his head slightly. “Is… everything alright?” He glanced to the side, toward something in their room Logan couldn’t see. “Did you need something?”

Logan was frozen in place. This was a bad idea. A very, very bad idea. “N—no, not, ah, not really, I… ah…” He hung his head, willing his feet to move but it was as though they were nailed to the floor.

“I was… wondering if maybe we could talk?” Logan raised his hands, trying to step backwards but he couldn’t move. “If you’re busy, I… we… we can talk another time.”

Janus shrugged and tightened the belt of the robe around his waist. “I did say you were welcome here any time. What would you like to talk about?”

Remus approached the door, shirtless, and leaned his elbow on Janus’ shoulder.

Logan shook his head, struggling to pull his feet back, to get away. “I’m interrupting…”

“You’re not interrupting, Lo Lo…” He bumped his hip against Janus’ and waggled his eyebrows with a little laugh. “Not anymore”

“He’s kidding,” Janus said, giving Remus a sharp look. Remus just shimmied his shoulders and let his arm slide down around Janus’ waist, drawing him a little closer. “What can we help you with, Logan?”

“I…I have… haven’t been en—entirely honest with—with you both,” Logan stammered past the lump in his throat.

Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking right now.

Janus frowned, peering closely at Logan as he wrapped his arm over around Remus, idly stroking a long scar on his shoulder. “Well, that is a little concerning, but we’re glad you wish to tell us the truth now.”

Remus leaned his head against Janus’ shoulder, “Yeah, we’re listening, Lo Lo. What’s up?”

“Well… when we were talking the other night—”

Mouth drawn tight, Remus crossed his free arm over his chest and muttered, “Yeah?”

Stop talking, stop talking, stop taking right the fuck now.

“I’m in love with you.” Logan blurted out. “Both of you.”

“You're what?” Roman’s voice cried out from down the hall.

Logan turned and his mouth fell open in horror to see Roman, Virgil, and Patton dressed in pajamas, standing just a few feet away.

“Yeah, dude… they’re married. What’s the matter with you?” Virgil drawled, nuzzling closer to Roman when he draped his arm over his shoulders.

“Now, Kiddos, I’m sure Logan doesn’t mean it like that.” He grinned at Logan, eyebrows raised. He stepped closer to him, smile bright and expectant. “Right? You don’t mean it”—Patton’s upper lip curled and he scrunched his nose like he’d stepped in something foul. “You don’t mean it like that , right? You love them like friends.”

“Like brothers,” Roman prompted, waving his hand with a little shrug. “You know… like us.”

Virgil winced, looking at the way Logan was frozen in place, his hands shaking. He shook his head, “Eh… I don’t think that’s how he means it at all.”

“Oh.” Patton wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Oh…” He inched away from Logan, sliding a bit behind Roman. “Oh, and you… you slept in their bed… That’s… Well, I don’t want to sound too judgemental, but… Logan? What were you thinking?”

Logan opened his mouth to explain, to reassure them that he hadn’t tried to feel this way, that he hadn’t done anything, and would never actually act on these feelings. His eyes darted between his friends, running from Patton’s fearful glances and Virgil’s open disgust. And Roman….

Roman just shook his head, “You’re not the man I thought you were, Logan. I never would have asked you to move in if I’d thought you’d try to mack on my brother and his husband.”

Logan turned again toward Janus and Remus. Remus was now standing a little behind Janus, who’d put one arm across the doorway, forming a wall between Logan and Remus. He scowled down at Logan and shook his head, then closed the door without a word.

Finally, unfrozen, Logan stepped toward the door as it closed, reaching out. He took another step and tumbled through the floor, falling, and then, with a jolt, sat up at his desk, a long line of fsjdkafjkjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj filling the screen on his laptop.

He whipped his head over to his door—just the one, single door. No doubling, no crack. He checked his tea cup and it was still only half-empty. He chugged the last few cold mouthfuls, then crawled into bed. He pulled the comforter up and over his head and jammed his fist in his mouth as he cried.

Told you so.

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https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=TyMal7io41s

I just found this song and when I read comment section I was 🥶🥶😶😶

It's literally full of taekookers saying 'my family is jungkook' - I don't know where it came from. Please can you tell.

And this is taekook Anthem. The reason in apparently it was used as a intro from a tk channel. Girl they are literally everywhere in comment section.

Look, you made me curious. So I went looking. And I ended up very deep in taekook analysis land. I blame you for this 🤣

Yes, the song sinners became popular and related to taekook because an analysis channel called TaetifulKookie used it as the intro to all their videos. It then started getting used often in TK edits. It also said it was fitting because Tae said something similar to what the song is talking about in his song Stigma with the line "are you calling me a sinner?" There is also now a very popular TK fanfiction called sinners.

The my family is Jungkook statement I believe comes from here, I'm not sure where the original video is from, but it looks like AHL timeline maybe when they were in America? I have absolutely no idea how this got to be a romantic statement though... but okay. They met some kids who said they were cousins and so Tae said he and JK were also family. Lol JK was recording.

Strawberries and Cigarettes is also apparently the Taekook anthem as well as "Nothing like Us" which JK covered. And their biggest thing for Nothing like us is that JK sat outside Tae's room during BV and serenaded it to him outside his window because he lost their game and he had to room with Jimin and Tae had to room with Hobi so he was sad... except that has been debunked a million and 2 times and JK was on the complete other side of the house and no where near where Vhope's room was, much less staring longingly at it while singing. Lol

How all these connections got made and what they all mean, I don't know. I don't want to know. Their conspiracy theories hurt my brain. I did see some cute Taekook edits with the sinners song though. Wish they were a little less edited but you get what you search for i guess. Lol Hope this helped at least a little

[tankun]

Ah I remember my first Yoonkook fic too! And to this day it's still my favorite! The author hasn't updated it in a year though :( How did you get into BTS? And what made you ship Yoonkook??? 🐶

Yeah.. A lot of authors from back then arnt around anymore :{ They helped me stay reading fanfiction, but are no longer here ;~~;

So I got into BTS from coming across their DOPE MV xD At the time I was only following Super Junior, but they were on a 5 Year hiatus while all their members go through military duty. So I was way out of the Kpop scene since I was instead caching up on other things like Kamen Rider and Power Rangers, and was improving my Dota 2 playing skills xD. When while browsing Youtube one day, I just saw a suggestion for it, and then decided to give it a watch because why not? I was really impressed! I remember Jungkook and Jimin standing out the most to me hehe I then decided to check out their other stuff. I was lucky enough to be there for their Run comeback, and get sucked into all the theories and stuff. It was great.

As for YoonKook, I got into them after I decided to watch some of the shows BTS was on, like American Hustle Life and Rookie King. Oddly enough I didn���t get into them because of the music videos xD I liked how close they were in AHL, and then the added “I want to make you my girlfriend” moment in Rookie King made me pay more attention to them as a pairing xD And the rest is history~ I’m a simple person hehe

How about you, Puppy :}? How did you get into BTS and YoonKook?