#blackpink au

[baejl]

pizza night

blackpink 5th member au

minah and mingyu suddenly turning into parents of 12

WARNINGS: it's been a long time since the last time I've written something. hope you guys like it tho!

masterlist 🩰 requests are opened feedback is always important to me!

"Five, four, three…"

The yoga instructor's voice was the only thing filling Minah and Mingyu's living room. Minah held her breath as the woman counted, trying to recreate the exact position she was teaching.

After the accident, Minah found the wonderful world of online workouts, and she never had to bother about going to the gym again. Not when she could do all that in her living room, not having to interact with other humans but her boyfriend, peacefully sleeping upstairs.

"Okay, now take a deep breath. And now, let it go." Minah did as the instructor said. "That's it for today, everyone. Our next class…"

Minah didn't wait for the video to end to turn off the TV, sitting on her couch and closing her eyes, feeling her muscles and her body racing post-workout. Oh, how she loved being alive.

She took her time there, just enjoying the silence, before deciding it was time for her to wake Mingyu up and get something to eat.

She was in the middle of the hallway when her intercom started ringing. Minah frowned. She didn't invite anyone, and Mingyu would probably warn her if he had. She turned around and headed to the kitchen.

Before even looking closely, Minah recognised who it was.

"Gosh…" she mumbled. Taking the intercom off the hook, Minah answered before anything. "Come in."

It didn't take two minutes before the door slammed open, and twelve men entered the apartment.

"Jesus, I'm so hungry." Dokyeom said, heading straight to the kitchen. He stopped before Minah and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek. "Hi, mom."

Minah lightly slapped his shoulder, making the boys laugh.

In less than a minute, her apartment was looking like a playground.

Seungcheol, Dokyeom and Jeonghan were in the kitchen, looking for something to eat. Joshua, Wonwoo, Jihoon and Minghao turned the TV on again and searched for a game to play, already deciding the pairs. Chan and Seungkwan waved at her and just laid on the couch. Minah made a mental note to brag with Mingyu about her perfect couch choice.

"Okay," she said. "who's gonna tell me what happened?"

"We were bored." Hansol showed up on her side, devouring one of her chocolate sundaes.

"And we missed you." Sooyoung said, trying to add a reason.

"Actually, our AC system broke." Jun whispered at her, heading to one of the guests' bedrooms.

"Hyung!" the men groaned together.

Minah laughed at their reaction.

Somehow, Minah can't even keep a straight face next to them. It always felt like she was in high school again, especially with the younger ones. She noticed Hayun wasn't there.

"Where's Hayun, by the way?"

"No comments on that." Seungcheol said without looking away from the oven, and she understood Hayun was probably sleeping in someone else's house.

"I'm gonna wake Mingyu." she announced, leaving the living room.

"No!" twelve voices echoed together, making her laugh.

"Why waking him up? He's so peaceful while he's asleep." Chan said with a forced smile on his face.

"The house is so quiet. Listen. " Jihoo said, making a signal for them to be quiet. "You can even listen to the birds."

Minah scoffed and shook her head, heading to the hallway leading to her bedroom. Mingyu had already talked to them about showing up without warning.

When she opened the door and got into the bedroom, she wished they were alone. Mingyu was in the same position she left him earlier, and she just wanted to take a quick shower and cuddle him again.

But a loud noise from the kitchen followed by a 'Dokyeom!' made Mingyu sit on the bed.

"What's happening?" he said, before even opening his eyes.

Minah chuckled and sat close to him, pulling him closer in a quick kiss.

"Hi, baby. We have guests." she said, watching Mingyu's sleeping face turning into a confused one, pulling Minah into a hug.

It took Mingyu a few seconds to fully understand what she meant, now rolling his eyes and making Minah laugh.

"I can't believe they did it again." he mumbled against her hair.

"Yes, honey. They did." Minah told him, letting go of his arms. "I'll be waiting for you so we can decide what to eat. We didn't go to the market yesterday, and we don't have enough food for all of us."

"I'll be out in a minute." Mingyu said, getting up and heading to their shared bathroom.

A loud noise from the kitchen made Minah leave the room and go back to the living room to check what happened.

"Oh, they have some good beers here…" Chan said.

Minah was about to tell him to drink some when she felt Mingyu's hand on her shoulder.

"Good morning, guys." he said, making the boys turn their attention to him.

"Oh, look at our Sleeping Beauty!" Soonyoung said, kidding and hugging Mingyu.

"Morning?" Wonwoo said, checking his watch. "It's almost noon, Mingyu-ah."

"Oh, that explains why Seungkwan and Chan are already on their third bottle of soju." Mingyu answered, watching his members toasting one more shot of soju. "Whatever," he shook his head. "we're ordering some pizzas, if you want to stay for dinner."

The boys tsked together and started mumbling.

"I'd love to stay, but I forgot my wallet." Seungcheol said, palming his pockets, trying to sound convincing.

"Me too." Dokyeom said, doing the same thing.

"Me t-"

Before Jihoo could say the same thing, Mingyu interrupted him.

"I'll pay." he told them.

Minah had never seen 12 grown men as happy as the 12 men inside her apartment at that moment. They started to cheer and mock Mingyu, thanking him, and that made her give an honest laugh.

"I'm going to call the girls and invite them over." she told Mingyu, who nodded and gave her a quick kiss on her cheek before she left to get her phone.

"Finally Mingyu hyung is going to open his wallet!" Hansol joked.

"Should we order some more beers, then? And then we can stop at some ice cream shop, and then we can buy some chocolate-" Chan asked.

Before Chan could finish his sentence, Mingyu threw a pillow at him, making the boys burst out.

[authorforrosie]

Title: You are wearing Lisa’s favorite hoodie

Pairing: Lisa x You. [FxGN

Warning: None just fluff

Words: 583

Lisa has been looking for her favorite hoodie since almost fifty minutes after showering. She wanted to wear the hoodie because she knew how much you loved it on her. You were always in a cuddle mood when she is wearing her favorite hoodie.

„Since when has my favorite hoodie got legs and ran away from me. It needs to be somewhere..." Pouted Lisa.

Yes she asked herself the question since she is very frustrated about not finding the hoodie. She was about to stomp her feet on the ground when you walked into the bedroom. She saw that you are very her favorite yellow hoodie. All her frustrations went away replaced with literally a warm feeling in her heart. Her heart beats faster when she saw how cute you look in her hoodie. It was way bigger on you and looked like a dress.

„You look absolutely cute in my hoodie. Please keep on wearing it and let me cuddle with you." Asked Lisa with softness in her voice. She pouted to he end of her sentence.

You couldn't help yourself from cooed since she get's absolutely adorable when she is pouting. You only walked towards Lisa without saying anything. You didn't hesitate to kiss her whole face when you was standing in front of her.

„You are so cute sweetheart. Of course I will keep on wearing that hoodie since I love it as much as you do. Since I want you to cuddle with me." Answered you with joy in your voice. You didn't hesitate of kissing her on the lips passionately with much love.

Lisa couldn't help herself from moving her fists in the air and a happy expression on her face. She let out a cute "Yay!" meanwhile having red flushed cheeks in a blush.

Lisa walked towards the large closet that you both owned. She builds that for you for the third year anniversary with her own hands, family, friends and her bandmates. She decided to wear black shorts and yellow t-shirt with a black cat printed in the middle.

Your cheeks flushed red in a blush when she crawled on the bed beside you. Lisa didn't hesitate to pull you closer. You decided to lay your head on her chest. You and Lisa intertwined your fingers together meanwhile kissing slowly passionately.

A few minutes later you sat between her legs with your back pressed against her front. You kissed her cheek while playing with the rings on her fingers. See you in my 19th life was playing in the background.

Lisa cuddles with you even closer you both heard your hearts beating faster. In that moment you both fell even more in love with each other. You couldn't wait to marry her someday when the time is right for you both.

„I love you baby." Whispered Lisa with softness in her voice. You could hear through her voice how much she loves you.

You took her beautiful hand in yours to give it a soft squeeze. You hope that she could feel how much in love with her you are.

„I love you too my love." Whispered you back towards her with much love and admiration in your voice.

Lisa cooed since you are so cute in her opinion. Sometimes she wants to put you in her pockets to protect you at all costs. She doesn't always know how to handle her love for you. She wants to scream it to the whole world.

[mikithelibrarian]

When you start a relationship with them - Queen! BLACKPINK - AU - GN! Reader.

Fluff/Angst

AU Index

Previous Part

Jisoo

“My Queen…” You spoke in a formal way, loud enough for your voice to echo around the throne room. “A messenger from the Kingdom of Ostral has arrived.”

At your voice, Jisoo sat straight on her throne, her simple figure and posture drawing the respect and the attention every Queen should. As you looked at her and walked to be besides her, with your heart full of how proud you feel about her, the messenger walked to be just a few steps in front of Jisoo, holding an envelope in her hands.

“Greetings, most benevolent Queen of Kora and Duchess of Soul and Busen, Queen Kim Jisoo.” The messenger bowed down. “I come in the name of my respectable liege, Queen Roseanne Park of Ostral and Duchess of Canberr, in order to make a formal invitation for a summit of the Four Pearls of the Sea”

Jisoo stood in silence for a few moments. “Queen Roseanne Park? Daughter to the Emperor Mason Clarke?” The messenger nodded with a smile.

“Indeed, my loving liege is searching to reestablish what was once a powerful alliance, lost to the time because of minor disagreements.”

“Threatening for war is not a minor disagreement.” Jisoo immediately retorted. “Tell me, what does Queen Roseanne think that my kingdom would benefit from this reestablishment of our alliance?”

“My liege is aware of what our past Emperor did, and she sends her apologies in the way of the most beautiful flowers of her personal garden that will decorate the halls of your castle.” As the messenger talked, Jisoo looked towards you, to which you nodded, confirming what the messenger was claiming. “And about your question, the past alliance made all of our nations to flourish in unimaginable ways, connecting our cultures and giving our citizens the safest region they could ever imagine, my liege aims to bring that back, Queen Jisoo.”

When the messenger stopped talking, an almost unbearable silence made its presence in the throne room in expectancy of the Queen´s decision. “(Y/N), what do you think?”

You look surprised at Jisoo, whose gaze fell upon you, not in an intimidating way, but in a seeking gaze, one that craved, in a subtle way, for an answer. “If I may, my Queen.” You looked towards the messenger, remembering whatever you could from your childhood, specifically, about the event that caused the rupture of a once very powerful alliance. “While it is true Emperor Mason Clarke threatened to take his armies into the territory of the rest of the members, our past monarch, King Kim Ha-Joon, did block numerous amounts of merchandise to be imported from the alliance and failed to keep his exporting promises prior to King Mason´s threat; that without mentioning the actions of Queen Chitthip Bruschweiler and King Kim Dae-Jung took that further weakened the relationship” You returned your eyes towards Jisoo, who was carefully listening to your speech. “In my opinion, your Highness, one or the other isn’t to blame, everyone played a part in the dissolution of the alliance; and what the messenger claims is true, the alliance gave nothing but prosperity while it held strong; I don´t see why it would change now if the four members agree to reestablish it.”

Jisoo nodded and returned her gaze to the messenger. “Then, it´s decided, I will gladly accept the invitation.” Jisoo extended her hand and the messenger hurried to give the envelope she held towards the Queen. “I hope Queen Roseanne won´t mind about bringing my future spouse with me.”

At her last phrase, you were left in the shock, as in a bucket full of ice and water ws just poured onto your head.

“Of course, she wouldn’t mind Queen Jisoo, however, I would have to write the name of your partner, just so my liege and the guards can be prepared to receive the future royal couple.” Jisoo smiled at her while you looked at the ground with a heavy heart.

“Their name is (Y/N) (Y/LN).” As Jisoo´s words left her mouth, you looked at her and crossed eyes, a slight smile accompanied by a small blush adorned her expression, while you just smiled after a few seconds. At the sign of your acceptance, Jisoo looked back at the messenger. “I will write their name in a formal letter I ask of you to deliver to your Queen, if you´d be so kind.”

“Of course, Queen Jisoo.”

“Then, you may leave.”

The messenger gave a bow before abandoning the room, leaving you and Jisoo alone. Oddly enough, none of you talked after that, as if no words were needed. Jisoo just looked at you and you looked back at those sparkling eyes you grew to love over the years before she delicately grabbed your hands with hers, as if she was afraid you were going to let go, but all the contrary, you intertwined your fingers with her, waiting for the next royal visit of today.

Jennie

War has ended, not in completely peaceful way, as you and Jennie would have wanted it, but finally, Zeland was united once again under the Kim Dinasty.

After the battle in which you were injured, that would be written in the history books as the Siege of Hestings, the remaining Kingdom of Ockland, seeing the military power the Queen Jennie held, invited her on a negotiation in search of peace. However, Jennie wouldn´t back down on her efforts to finally unite the long-forgotten empire that once ruled the land, but instead of threatening for war, she offered to take them as vassals; power in Ockland would be left almost untouched, and the government could stay as it was, if they swear fealty to her. To Ockland, it sounded more of a threat than an offer; bend the knee or be conquered, so they accepted it.

Ever since then, things changed for the better. The capital of the Empire was positioned back at the City of Lington, as it was before the Day of Separation, 150 years ago. As all the lands were under her hand, Jennie became a mighty Empress and peace was once again restored; all the while you were recovering from your injuries.

Now, feeling so much better, you were taking a much-needed free time from the army. You needed to organize your thoughts and your feelings, which ever since the day Jennie visited you in your room and cried beside you. From that moment onwards, somehow, the world seemed to be brighter, but in turn, the things that had sense suddenly felt illogical, either that, or you never really thought about it before.

You felt like a human, not a sword or a shield, but a person, and it felt weird. Freedom was a thing you never sought, but now you had it. If you wanted, you could resign the army right here and now and dedicate your life to planting potatoes or living rough in the forests, but somehow, that didn’t feel like an option.

“I finally found you.” Jennie said as she stood behind you. You turned around, surprised that you didn’t hear her exiting from the hatch that connected the top of the tower to its interior. “Admiring the view?”

“Yes, my Empress.” You answered before returning your view further from the wall of Lington.

“I’ve told you to not call me that while we are alone” She walked and stood beside you as her eyes scanned the sea that separated both of the islands that conform the Empire. “And I know you are not just admiring the view, something is bothering you” Her eyes softly gazed upon the side of your face. “Am I wrong?”

“You are not.” Your eyes fixed on the sunset shining on the calm waters as Jennie put a hand to your back and softly caressed it over your clothes.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You thought for some seconds and nodded.

“Ever since I’ve been alive, all I knew was war, blood, metal… I was taught to serve you, to fulfill your every desire, even if it meant that a sea of blood would flow down the streets of whatever city your heart desired to conquer, and now, although we´ve won, I still feel as if something isn’t complete” You sighed. “I guess I… I don’t know what to do and it´s scary.”

Jennie listened carefully to each word you told her and felt relieved at the fact that you were willing to share your torment with her. “My father used to say that a mind in darkness meant that we were afraid to shine a light in it.”

“I’ve told you I only know weapons, not sweet words.” You said in a joking manner which made Jennie to giggle before, without thinking, she held your hand and rose it up to her chest, which in turn caught your undivided attention.

“That means that, whenever you feel lost, it´s because you are afraid to look at what’s truly going on, around you and inside you.” Her words, somehow, gave you a sense of relief as your eyes met hers in a rewarding gaze. “And I know you are very short-minded when it comes to feelings and such, but trust me that I will do everything in my power to ―

And a kiss brought silence between both of you. With care, you held her cheek as you met your lips with hers; you felt that was your answer, which you needed to do before thinking about your next move, unfortunately though, you didn’t think much about how to do it and when that thought crossed your mind, you attempted to broke the kiss, but your Empress didn’t allow you to.

She held onto your nape and pulled you closer to her as she guided your hand to her waist.

Unknowingly to you, historians wouldn’t mark the Siege of Hestings nor the Pact of Ockland as the beginning of a new era, but rather, they would do so with what came to be known as the Kiss of Lington; the renaissance of a prosperous Empire of Zeland.

Rosé

TW: Sex shaming.

A rose has thorns, and you had to re-learn that the bad way. You had grown closer with your Queen, maybe more than she would have liked at this time. So, in one of your many lunch gatherings at the private garden, you confessed to her that you had a relationship in the past.

You don’t even remember how that topic surfaced, but you told her the entire story. This person you dated; you met them when you were just a teenager. Their parents were merchants that would weekly meet with yours in search of product to buy, that´s how your family survived after all. Unknowingly to you, Roseanne wasn´t liking the story you were telling with somehow of a yearning smile, but you didn´t notice that and continued talking about that past love of yours. You even told her about how you used to talk about marriage, much to her disgust, but even so, she resisted her jealous fit, up until a sentence changed it all.

“I delivered myself completely to them, mind and body, but then ―

And she didn’t let you finish. She stood from her chair and started berating you and yelling at you at how you weren’t pure and how you should be ashamed of having sex before marrying, amongst other hurtful things. Practically, she released all of her upbringing her parents gave her right onto you before she walked away from you.

Now, here you were, in the middle of the private garden, days later. You still cared for the flowers with the best of your abilities while also keeping your mind away from her words. Her words hurt you, to unimaginable ways, but then again, you were a servant and unfortunately, she wasn’t the first nor will she be the last to berate you. However, you just wish that whatever punishment she had for you would come quick, instead of making you wait for days.

Maybe she would just fire you, or maybe she would just burn the gardens before firing you, or maybe a physical form of punishment will arrive…

You sighed and cleaned your dirty hands on your clothes; maybe, you should have never thought of Roseanne as a friend, let alone as a possible partner, she is a Queen and you are a servant.

Having finished for today, you turned around, ready to exit the gardens, but as soon as did so, Roseanne was there, right at the entrance of the garden, her eyes digging holes in yours.

You bowed your head and stood frozen in your place, ready for whatever punishment she had for you; your heart started beating hundreds of beats per minute and you felt like vomiting right on the spot, but you couldn’t let yourself to do that, unless you wanted the punishment to be harsher.

Roseanne walked towards you as you held your head low, the click of her heels putting you more into your nerves. Then again, you wished that it would just be over. You closed your eyes in order to cope with the fear channeling into your body, you were prepared for anything she had in mind… Or almost anything.

Your eyes shot open as you felt her hands softly grasping onto yours and looked at the figure of Roseanne, the powerful Queen of Ostral, with both knees on the floor, with no care in the world for the fact that her dress was being tainted with dirt.

Her eyes started to tear, and her lips started to quiver, but still, she did her best to look right into your eyes. “I’m so sorry, (Y/N)…” Even if she sobbed, even if her nose started to run, her eyes never abandoned you. “…Please, I beg of you, forgive for the words I said and for the hurt I caused, I don’t know what got into me… I…” You could see her struggle to find the correct words to say, but you were still so shocked at what was happening that you couldn’t act upon it. “…I… Just the thought of you being with another person… in that way and many other ways… I couldn’t stand it and acted so unfair towards you… I just wished that I would have been in their place… the first one to kiss you… the first one to love you as you deserved… and I couldn’t stand otherwise… I…”

“They were just using me.” You interrupted her, wanting to finish the story you couldn’t because of her outrage. “After we bedded, they never returned… Their parents talked to mine and told them what happened between us, apologizing because they knew their child was a piece of work but that they thought they found in me something that could make them better; turns out, I was another one of their many experiences.” As you remembered that hurtful situation, you couldn’t help but to tighten your grip on her hands. “So, no, don’t ever wish to be in their place, because they hurt me much more than any word could.” You tug her hands upwards and helped Roseanne to be on her feet. “But I will not grant you my forgiveness.” Roseanne’s heart break at your words but she found comfort again when your hand caressed her cheek. “I’m afraid you will have to win that over time.”

She quickly nodded and hugged you immediately afterwards. She would show you that she can be better and that she can love you as much as you deserve it, but first, something had to be formalized. “May I court you in the meanwhile?” She asked in a whisper so soft that the wind could have easily take it away, but you heard her crystal clear.

“You may, my Queen.”

Lisa

“One, two, three; one, two, three; one, two, three.” Lalisa kept those words in repetition as she danced with you in her personal practice hall.

With your hands intertwined, one of hers on your shoulder and one of yours in her thin waist, you danced around to the absence of any music and the soft light of the moon shone through the windows. Lalisa’s long pajamas flowed gracefully with your movements and the sound of your boots echoed through the floor of the hall. She had tried to convince you to wear any other thing other than your uniform, but you kept rejecting her advice.

By now, some weeks later after you first danced with her, she kept pestering you about your uniform, but she was still happy that you constantly accepted her invitations to dance despite your grumpy attitude.

Meanwhile, you’ve grown accustomed to see the Queen in an aspect only her mirror should be allowed to. Of course, you were somehow fearful of having grown to close towards her; you would even say that she’s the closest person you had ever since you were a kid, and that’s saying something. Your mind, one of a soldier, told you that you were playing a dangerous game. Liking the Queen, in the way you did, was an impediment to your labor as the Commander of the Royal Guard, but you couldn’t help it.

Your mentors and your teachers would be berating you, punching you, kicking you, hurting you, if they ever see you like this. They did their best to taught you to separate your mind from your heart, to think rationally rather than being a suicidal warrior jumping headfirst into battle; to the Queen, you were more useful alive rather than dead.

Still, here you were, she broke down your whole training with just her smile. Who would have said that the best warrior in the realm would be defeated by the mere presence of the monarch?

“You’ve gotten better.” Lalisa smiled at you as both of you kept dancing, to what you stood silent. “You and your grumpy attitude, you need to let your hair down!”

“I can’t, my ―

“Lisa.”

“I can’t, Lisa” You sighed after you had to correct yourself yet again. “It is my job to protect you at all times.”

“But you are protecting me” Lalisa stopped dancing and stood away from you. “With you in here, I dare any person to step in here and try to touch me, because I know they’ll fall dead onto the floor in less than five seconds.” You stood silent once again and looked towards the sword hanging from your waist, yet another thing Lisa wanted you to let go of while dancing. “You are my best soldier, and my most trusted person in the palace, even if the world was ending, I know, somehow, you’ll find a way to make me escape unscathed.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do that when my mind isn’t focused.” Lalisa leaned her head on her side and tried to meet your gaze, but you were still looking at your sword.

“Why aren’t you focused?” When Lalisa became impatient, she grabbed your chin and made you look at her in the eyes. For the first time ever, she saw a glimpse of doubt in yours. “Answer me.”

You inhaled deeply. “Because you are in front of me.”

Lalisa became silent at your words, up until her mind processed what you meant by that, making her cheeks go into a little tint of red. With a fearful heart, she slowly moved her hand to your cheek and caressed your cheekbone. You wanted to explain more of your feelings, you really did, but the words simply wouldn’t leave your mouth, but the way you leaned into her touch gave Lalisa all the answers she needed for now.

“I know how conflicted you must feel right now.” She talked in a soft and slow voice. “You have a duty to accomplish, yet you yearn for something else that you know could put in jeopardy that which you call your calling. I know that, because I feel it too.” Even if her words gave you a certain comfort and happiness, you couldn’t shake the fearful feeling that still reign in your heart. “So, I won’t pressure you into something more. Are you alright with taking things slow?” You nodded and saw in her lips the most beautiful smile being drawn over them, before she surrounded your neck with her arms and gave you the most comforting hug you’ve had since a long time.

[scrtxai]

SINISTER (BLACKPINK X READER) - PROLOGUE

"Yeay finally, rest!" Lisa flopped on the couch and snuggled her face in the cushion. Jisoo blankly stares at them  then gives a firm smack on Lisa's butt making the Thai flinch with whines.

"It hurts!" Lisa glared over her shoulder as Jisoo stuck her tongue out. Jennie just chuckled while watching the two crackheads keep bickering each other. 

"Unnie… I'm hungry" Rosé whines with her growling stomach. "How about me and Jennie going to the convenience store for a while?" Jisoo suggested. Jennie humming, thinking about night snacks. "It will be good. I'm actually hungry also" Jennie said. 

"Alright. Rosé, take care of that monkey. She will do something stupid after me and Jennie are gone" Jisoo commanded. "Alright" Rosé obliged as the two elders wore thick coats before leaving from their apartment. 

As the door closes, Rosé suddenly feels the dark aura behind her. Rosé looks over her shoulder seeing Lisa smirks at her. 

"Seems like only two of us~"

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"Which one Lisa likes most?" Jennie mumbled while choosing night snacks for them . "Are you already done?" Jisoo asked while checking the basket filled with her chosen snacks along Rosé's.

 "Mine is done, only Lisa left. I don't know which want she loves most"

"I thought you know her so well"

"She sometimes wants this and that. Wait, she likes something spicy!" Jennie took the spicy chicken noodles. 

"How about french fries? She loves eating that during midnight" Jisoo looked at Jennie and put the snacks into her basket. "We already have that. Lisa must be tired and so hungry, " Jennie said and gave her famous gummy smile. "Are you talking about Lisa or Rosé? As I know Rosé is the one who is always hungry" Jisoo furrowed her eyebrow. Jennie flinched with a slight tint on her face.

 "Ermm s-she y-you know loves sneaking at night"

"You look kinda sus" 

"Oh please, now hurry up! Let's go back to our dorm. Oh god I'm so hungry!" Jennie said still face red but not showing to the elder. Jisoo chuckled as she knew about Jennie so well.  

After the payment, Jisoo and Jennie left the convenience store with two plastic bags in their both hands. "Do you buy that dessert?" Jisoo asked. "No. I haven't bought that dessert" Jennie said. "What? Why?" Jisoo whines. "It's not my problem !" Jennie argues back. 

As they were busy arguing, there's a figure coming towards them. The blood dripped from that person. The glint of that person's eyes looked at the two idols. The manager's car arrived and parked near Jennie and Jisoo. The manager comes out from the car, opens the car door for them before he takes plastic bags. As they wanted to ride in, the manager saw a girl slowly walking to them. Look so weak in the Manager's eyes. 

"What's wrong, Manager-nim?" Jennie asked the manager. The manager still eyes on that injured girl. Jennie followed the Manager's focus direction and her eyes widened. Jisoo also looks at the object where Jennie and Manager are looking at. 

They saw a young injured girl. 

The tired and bruised face, her body broken can see the meat. Her toenails pluck out, and worse she looks so skinny. The young injured girl suddenly fell on her knees. Her vision became blurry and wanted to pass out. The last thing she saw was an unknown girl run towards her.

 Jennie is the one getting off from the van and running towards that fainted girl. Jisoo also gets off and runs with Jennie. Jennie on her knees and shaking the young girl's body. She uses her index finger, put near the fainted girl's nose. She can feel a hot breath. Jennie sighs in relief, knowing the young girl is still alive.

 "Manager-nim, call the ambulance now. Unnie, call others that we will be home later. I want to accompany this girl" Jennie said, brushing her dirty hair. Her face wrote concerned, ignoring the odor of the young abused girl. 

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"Another round?" 

"N-no…" 

"Come on, I know you can resist it" 

Rosé pant heavily as she exhausted, playing dancing games that Lisa prepared after Jisoo and Jennie left from their dorm. "Seriously, Lisa. I really can't take it. I'm dead" Rosé slumped her body on the floor. Sweats drenched her whole body. 

"Wow, you look hot, Rosé," Lisa complimented the blonde. "I know" Rosé smirks at Lisa. Lisa's phone suddenly rang on the couch. Lisa takes her phone and looks at the screen showing Jisoo's contact. "Oh it's Jisoo Unnie" Lisa said while wiping her sweats on her neck then she answered her unnie's call. 

"Hello? Yes Jisoo Unnie. What?! Why, what happened? Eh?! How come?! Should we go there also? Okay. Alright Jisoo Unnie" 

"What is it, Lisa?" Rosé asked. 

"We should get ready and going to the hospital" 

"What? Why?"

"They saw a badly injured girl near the convenience store and they're right now on their way to the hospital" Lisa explained, making Rosé immediately get up from the floor in shock. 

"How come they…" 

"I know. But we must go there also. Now let's take a bath" Lisa said arranging the things scattered on the floor. "You mean both of us? Bath together?" Rosé asked, possibly choke the youngest member. "You go first. After that, me" Lisa's eye twitching hiding her shock, anger and embarrassment because of her so-called church girl friend. 

After they both took a bath and wore comfortable casual outfits, the door rang and Lisa immediately opened the door revealing their manager. "Let's go. Switch off all the lights and other electricity before we go" The manager said and Rosé obliged to switch off all the lights. 

Meanwhile in the hospital…

Jennie asked the doctor about the young girl's condition. The Doctor said the young girl was in a stable state and needed some rest. Jennie sighs in relief along Jisoo. The doctor allowed them to take a visit. 

Jennie and Jisoo entered inside the ward. They see a young girl's whole body wrapped with bandages from her face to her toes, only her short black hair and mouth revealed. Jennie's face wrote a sad emotion seeing the young girl laid on the bed.

"How could people do this to her?... This is my first time to see an abused girl in this critical…" Jennie sits beside the young girl. 

"Some humans are cruel and heartless," Jisoo said, eyes on a sleepy young girl. "I can't stand seeing her miserable. We should take care of her like adopted her?" Jennie suggested. "That will be a good idea," Jisoo agreed. 

"She must have a name… "

"We will know it sooner once she woke up" 

The door opened wide with loudness as the maknae line suddenly barged in. The young girl was startled in her sleep. Jennie shuts them up, asking them to lower their voices if they want to talk. Lisa and Rosé nodded with careful, slow waking to their . 

"Unnie, is this the girl you saved?" Rosé asked.

"Oh My god… She looks skinnier than me…" Lisa mumbled with a scared face on. "Because she might be abused or tortured by beasts and disgusting people out there" Jennie gritted her teeth, clenched the blanket tight. "Jendeuk, calm down. Everything will be okay" Jisoo said, brushing Jennie's back. Jennie reaches the young girl's hand and holds it gently. 

"Stay strong, girl. You can do it…" 

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I hope you guys enjoy this new chapter!

[graveyardhorror]

𝔎𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢: 𝔐𝔲𝔰𝔢

🥀 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗶𝘅: 𝗢𝗳𝗳 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗥𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀 🥀

KILL THIS LOVE SERIES MASTERLIST

"Love is crazy. Love is powerful. Love can make us do crazy and powerful things"

-

A few weeks later - Jisoo pov

I couldn't believe how easy it was to find more about them. What if this information got into the wrong hands? Were they trying to get themselves hurt? Having this much information about your personal life made public, seems like they're too trusting, too naive.

"It seems like my little muse is a bit...dumb" I huffed out a giggle as I thought quietly to myself. 

Whatever, it's not like none of this will even matter when my plan is done. They'll have me to protect them from the world. It really is a dark and dangerous world we live in.  I can shield them, they can inspire me. Perfect and ideal.

Looking at my laptop I continued to read the information the private investigator sent me. 

What?

After I first saw Y/N, I couldn't help myself. I wanted as many details as I could get my hands on as quickly as time would allow, however certain conditions make that difficult for me to be the one to do it. 

Ever since I was a child I was diagnosed with quite a few disorders. Severe bipolar disorder, that caused me to later be diagnosed with insomnia and a bunch of other things that I won't get into. I used to take medication to prevent me from doing impulsive and reckless things. Now, all I seem to do is impulsive and reckless things. Dangerous, even.

I no longer believe in holding myself back. I've gotten pretty good at fooling everyone, though my undereyes could give me away, there's makeup for that. 

If I hadn't hired that private investigator who knows what I would have ended up doing? I cannot be putting myself at risk right now, not until my plan is fully ready. 

Hm,

this is unlike me.

"There's no way she-"

"Sweetie! Dinner's ready!"

I hear my mother call me from downstairs. 

That sly little-

No.

I need proof first.

That night - Jisoo pov

I can't believe mother would do this to me. Her and I spoke during dinner, about my wellbeing of course. I thought I wasn't taking any medication. They hinder my mind. I need to think. Most importantly, I need to know how I'm going to make them mine. She doesn't know this, mother I mean. She knows a lot and I respect that, to a certain degree. However, she can't seriously think that getting between me and my muse is going to end well for her and dad. Right?

Seems like my plan just got a step.

Step 1: learn more about Y/N

Step 2: get closer

Step 3: eliminate anyone who gets in my way

Step 4: ?

Step 5: happily ever after (aka marriage! <3)

Only five steps! Sounds so simple when I write it down ha ha. For so long I was deprived of my natural instincts, my essence as a predator. I can't even remember the last time I felt homicidal.

I pouted to myself. "This is horrible," mumbling I took out my scrapbook.

Labeled "MUSE <3" 

I created it the day I say them for the first time. I couldn't help myself, I even took some supplements to make my normal antipsychotics less effective. 

I'm not crazy and I am most certainly not losing my mind.

I'm Jisoo, I'm okay. I always am. 

I was never the problem, the weak ones were the people trying to stop me from being myself. I shouldn't be ashamed of being me, they should be though. For trying to hide my true power and nature.

Rolling over on my side, I flipped my scrapbook to my favorite picture.

"I can't wait for our wedding day," sighing dreamily as I lay on my bed, hugging one of my pillows tightly. It sucks that I can't rush the boring stuff, the best is always saved for last after all.

I need more. More of Y/N. More information. I want it all. I want all of them.

But for now, I have to settle down. Mother thinks I'm on her side, but I always have some tricks up my sleeve.

I took my sleeping medication for the first time in about a month, not because I wanted to but because I was starting to see things again from sleep deprivation. I certainly did not miss seeing the eyeless bloody woman following me around all day.

Finally, I slept a dreamless sleep.

Next day - Y/N pov

For the past two weeks I've been having the same recurring dream. I don't understand what it means. Is it a warning? My overactive imagination? A product of the true crime podcast I keep listening to every other day?

I don't know. Part of me wants to believe it's just my brain being funny to me. I can't help but think that maybe my gut feeling is right, that this nightmare is my future.

I just hope that I'm wrong.

I got out of my car, walking towards the building my first class of the day was located in, I spotted something out of the corner of my eye. What the-

Turning my head to look across the parking lot, I saw nothing. I could've sworn I saw a woman, wearing all black and was she covered in b-

No. Maybe my parents are right about me listening to scary things so often, seems to be the only they're right about though.

We got into another fight today about my plans after graduation. You would think they would save this until my last year of university, and not the first semester of my first year.

I just want to feel understood, even my best friend is starting to side with my parents.

"They just want what's best for you and your future" I scrunch my nose in annoyance, remembering what they said after I told them about my parent's view on my future career.

Whatever,

I have to get to class I don't have time for this.

Third person pov

Jisoo had all the time in the world for this. Paying some overly intelligent teenager to do her homework and online exams for her was so worth it in her opinion. She had finally found her first full time job: watching Y/N. 

Jisoo's pov

Wow.

I really am deeply into them. Ha. Who would've thought that I was capable of feeling what I'm currently feeling?

Falling down a sea of rough waters called love. Dragging me down to the depths of the sea. 

I can't be upset at the thought of drowning, if I refuse to be saved. 

I want to be at the sea floor. I need it badly. 

I don't want to come up for air, who cares for oxygen anyway?

I don't need anything or anyone but them.

My lovely and dear muse.

How I missed you and your precious face.

As I watched you get out of your car, I almost thought you sensed my presence. Before I could even melt into a puddle of pure dopamine I noticed something. Someone else?

Who were you glancing at? Do I really have more competition than I thought?

No no no no no.

First your friend who your oddly close to, then mother becomes a new threat against our relationship, now your looking at other people? In front of me?

I need to do something,

And I need to do something fast. 

𝖠 𝖩𝖨��𝖮𝖮 𝖪𝖨𝖬 𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖮𝖱 𝖠𝖴

𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒

[mel-liflu0us]

Nothing But Stardust

Like the fatal attraction between sun and moon, such was the web which strung us together but forbade our coexistence. With each our own duties and individual path among the stars, it seemed predetermined that our futures would never collide… until now.

It was her. It had to be her. 

Walking through the bustling market streets, skillfully dodging puddles, just might well have been my only escape from this soggy miserable world. But if the glimpse I had held true, it might just need a promotion. 

I whip around and my eyes desperately jump from person to person scanning through the endless crowd, searching for a shimmer of the pebble that had sent unending ripples through my heart mere years before. 

Yes, mere. 

In this moment, I found myself willing to dismiss the turmoil that had felt so drearily eternal a few minutes before as nothing more than a brief blip in the matrix. 

Just as I’m about to return to my monotonous abyss of apathy, I hear the bright clear twinkle of silver bells as she ducks into a café just a few feet away. I stand there, paying no mind to the drizzle leaving tiny beautiful droplets clinging to my coat. Watching through the glass window, I see her smiling at the boy manning the cash register and reciting her order. She looks…alluring, as always. I smile a bittersweet, sad, smile.

Happy…without me, I think to myself. 

With her drink in hand, she turns and walks toward a seat by the window–toward me. I panic. I turn around and shake off the fuzzy drizzle remnants on my coat and stride off back into the crowd, as a comet whirls into view and disappears once again into the great darkness. 

But stars belong in constellations. And a fallen star can’t last without the brilliant warm glow of the others and its light will soon dim leaving nothing but stardust.

[youngjellyfishbasement]

JENNIE ✧ greek goddess [ are you afraid of the dark? ] 

she is a living pure madness 

but i wanna see her in a wedding dress

[keanchantedtomeetyou]

FORWARD,

a #hunlisa oneshot, something I made tonight while thinking of someone that I miss a lot and it's actually her birthday today!

"You'll get over it."

"The pain is just temporary."

"Time heals all kinds of pain."

These are the most common words we hear after losing someone but do they really work?

Sehun has heard all three over and over for the first few days, weeks, and even months, but why is it that even after years, yes, years, he still feels her sit beside him on their favorite couch, the one she clearly said she wanted and that she had pictured would fit their living room best?

"I'm in no way living in that house if I'm never going to experience watching my favorite evening dramas sitting on that sofa." She points toward the gray love seat. Sehun nods, knowing he will never get to decide on any furniture they'll be having in their new home.

Temporary. Fleeting. Something that passes by and will never stay, but why is it that two years since she left there's this growing hole in him? So something temporary could go on for years, is that what they meant?!

Sehun screams; he cries his heart out, holding onto the last photo he took of her. She loved taking pictures of her and the people she loves, so he vowed to be the one to take photos of her, because it is she that he loves dearly.

He caresses her cheeks from a framed portrait just like he usually does while she's sleeping soundly. Oh, how he loves how she looks calm and peaceful beside him, how she shows how much she knows she's protected whenever he's there.

No amount of time will ever heal pain, especially the pain of being left alone, and just like some wounds, they leave scars, which do stay for a very long time and, in some cases, for a lifetime.

Time does not heal the ache, but it teaches you to live with it, to actually look like it's not there anymore on the outside, but it's creeping inside, waiting for its time to show, and for now all Sehun has to do is move forward.

He walks into a field of green grass with flowers in one hand. Leaning down, he decided to brush off the dirt around her tombstone as he leaves the yellow plant on top of it.

"I'll always find reasons to move forward for you; my Lali don't ever get tired of watching over me as I achieve your dreams for me."

[aphroditelovesu]

˚̩̥̩̥♡₊*｡❝masterlists❞₊˚.*✩

*:･ﾟ✧.for you, 𝐼 ★•¸— ̶c̶o̶u̶l̶d̶ pretend like ❝.╭.+I w͟a͟s͟ h𝑎ppy°⊹when I was⋆◟̆๑𝓼𝓪𝓭; for you❝.:*｡I could p͟r͟e͟t͟e͟n͟d͟˘.+*✦like I ɯαs▾₊˚𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓃𝑔 wh𝑒𝑛 I｡*☆𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩; ℐ wish･ﾟ｡❥love was ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ❀⊰｡as love ̶i̶t̶s͟e͟l͟f͟╮ⵓ❞¸I ɯısh all あ.♡my 𝔀𝓮𝓪𝓴𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 could ❞.ᔘ❀be 𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓; I୭.° grew a 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟+*.♡:th𝑎t can't be ↬,｡˚𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙈𝙀𝘿 in a↷.dream•that c͟a͟n͟'͟t͟ come ★*̣̥⁄⁄𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮৴☽❰❪+

↳¸•.↑✿cited song: fake love by BTS.

➷°.[✩] BTS ╭⟡;💜

➷°.[✩] BLACKPINK╭⟡;🖤

➷°.[✩] ITZY ╭⟡;🧡

➷°.[✩] Stray Kids ╭⟡;💙

く く く EXO: Yandere Baekhyun (Romantic), Yandere Suho (Romantic). く く く TWICE: Imagine as Classmates.

➷°.[✩] Greek Mythology ╭⟡;⚡

➷°.[✩] Egyptian Mythology ╭⟡;𓂀

➷°.[✩] Historical Characters ╭⟡;📜

く く く The Lost Queen | Yandere!Alexander the Great ❝You woke up near a military camp without remembering how and why you got there, you didn't understand why they were dressed like ancient Greeks, all you knew was that you weren't safe and you needed to get out of that place as soon as possible. Too bad for you that you found yourself attracting unwanted attention from the Macedonian King and he won't let you go so easily.❞ The Lost Queen Series Masterlist

➷°.[✩] The Vampire Diaries // The Originals╭⟡;🧛

➷°.[✩] House of the Dragon╭⟡;🐉

➷°.[✩] Game of Thrones╭⟡;❄️

➷°.[✩] The Sandman╭⟡;⌛

➷°.[✩] Outlander╭⟡;🗿

➷°.[✩] Wednesday╭⟡;🎻

➷°.[✩] Brooklyn Nine-Nine╭⟡;👮‍♂️

➷°.[✩] Bridgerton╭⟡;🐝

➷°.[✩] Shadow and Bone╭⟡;☠️

➷°.[✩] Outer Banks╭⟡;💰

➷°.[✩] K-Dramas╭⟡;❤️

➷°.[✩] Reign╭⟡;👑

➷°.[✩] The Tudors╭⟡;🗡️

➷°.[✩] Hannibal╭⟡;🍽

く く く The Bloody Viscount | Yandere!Anthony Bridgerton ❝You had fallen in love with Viscount Bridgerton and he had fallen in love with you. The marriage seemed perfect, but then why did Anthony Bridgerton always come home late and bloodstained?❞ Prologue; Chapter 1; Chapter 2;

➷°.[✩] Percy Jackson╭⟡;🌊

➷°.[✩] Harry Potter╭⟡;🔮

➷°.[✩] A Court of Thorns and Roses╭⟡;🌹

➷°.[✩] A Song of Ice and Fire╭⟡🔥

➷°.[✩] Attack on Titan╭⟡⚔️

➷°.[✩] Naruto╭⟡🍥

➷°.[✩] One Piece╭⟡👒

➷°.[✩] Death Note╭⟡📓

➷°.[✩] Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir╭⟡🐞

➷°.[✩] How To Train Your Dragon╭⟡🐲

➷°.[✩] Marvel╭⟡۞

➷°.[✩] Love Letters╭⟡💕

➷°.[✩] Love Letters II╭⟡💕

➷°.[✩] Kinktober 2023╭⟡🎃

く く く A Black Rose | Yandere!Ian Daerier ❝A cruel and narcissistic reaper falls in love with the woman he was supposed to take the life of.❞ Oneshot;

[elryuse]

Yandere mafia rose x male reader who likes to make her jealous

Mafia's Lover

Yandere Mafia Rosé X Male Reader

The world was a blur of red and pain. I remember the cold metal biting into my flesh, the acrid tang of blood filling my senses. A lifetime ago, it seemed. I was a ghost in my own body, a hollow shell drifting through a crimson haze. Then, he appeared. Y/n. An oasis in the desert, a beacon in the storm. His hands, gentle as a summer rain, tended to my wounds. His eyes, filled with a compassion I’d never known, held me together.

In that vulnerability, I found a strength I never knew existed. I clung to him, to the warmth of his touch, the steady rhythm of his breath. In those stolen moments, love bloomed in my heart, a defiant flower pushing through the concrete of my world. But my world was a harsh mistress. A world of shadows, where loyalty was a chain, and betrayal a death sentence. I couldn’t drag him into that darkness. I had to let him go, even as it tore me apart.

Months turned into an endless winter. The world was a monochrome canvas of gray, devoid of color, devoid of hope. But then, a flicker of life, a spark of defiance ignited within me. I needed to see him, to feel the warmth of his presence once more.

And there he was, my heart aching at the sight. Surrounded by a flock of giggling girls, he was a sun radiating warmth. A sun that should have been mine alone. Rage, a venomous serpent, coiled in my gut. How dare they? How dare they infiltrate my world, my Y/n?

I watched him through the binoculars, a silent voyeur to a scene that was both beautiful and agonizing. His laughter, once a melody reserved for me, was now shared with others. A bitter taste rose in my mouth, a cocktail of jealousy and longing.

I had to have him back. Not just for the love I felt, but for the control, the power it gave me. I was a queen in a kingdom of shadows, and he was my crown jewel.

The next day, I stood at his door, my heart a drumbeat of anticipation and fear. The moment he opened the door, my world shifted. There was a vulnerability in his eyes, a raw pain that mirrored my own. It was intoxicating.

“I missed you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. But my hands, they spoke a different language. They wrapped around his, a possessive claim. His wince was music to my ears.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, my voice low, a purr of menace.

His eyes, wide with fear, were exactly what I wanted. He was trapped, a bird caught in my web.

“Those girls don’t deserve you,” I hissed, my voice laced with venom. “All you need is me. And only me.”

With a decisive pull, I dragged him inside, closing the door on the world. We were alone, two souls caught in a tempestuous dance of love, obsession, and control.

His fear was a sweet nectar, fueling my desire. He was mine now, completely and utterly. I would mold him, shape him into the perfect reflection of my desires. The world outside could wait. This was our moment, our world. A world of two.

I ran my fingers through his hair, the softness a stark contrast to the storm raging within me. His eyes held a mixture of fear and something else, something I couldn’t quite decipher. It intrigued me.

"Remember when I was weak, and you were my strength?" I asked, my voice soft, almost seductive. His eyes flickered, a silent acknowledgement. "I gave you everything, Y/n. My trust, my love, even a part of myself."

I paused, letting the words sink in. "And what did I get in return? Betrayal."

His lips parted to speak, but I silenced him with a gesture.

"Don't," I warned. "Your words are meaningless now."

I leaned in close, my breath warm against his skin. "Now, it's my turn to shape our destiny."

I could feel his fear, a delicious tremor running through him. It was intoxicating. I wanted to break him, to rebuild him in my image. And then, I would possess him completely. Body and soul.

I smiled, a predator's grin. The game had just begun.

A week had passed since I dragged him into this gilded cage I called home. In those seven days, I had transformed from the predator to the caretaker. I cooked, I cleaned, I tended to his every need. I had become the woman I had always pretended to be, the one I thought he wanted. And to my surprise, he seemed to be thawing.

The fear in his eyes had gradually been replaced by a hesitant trust. His body, once tense and rigid, now relaxed under my touch. It was a slow, insidious process, but I was patient. He was mine to keep, and I would ensure it.

I watched him sleep, his face serene in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. There was a vulnerability in his slumber that made my heart ache with a strange tenderness. This was the man who had saved me, the man who had ignited a fire within my soul. And now, he was mine.

Morning brought with it a new routine. I would wake him with soft kisses, the scent of coffee and toast filling the air. His sleepy smile was a reward I craved. We would spend the mornings together, lazy and intimate. I would read to him, my voice a soothing melody that seemed to calm his spirit.

In the afternoons, I would teach him about the world beyond his sheltered existence. He was fascinated by the stories of my life, the danger, the thrill. I painted a picture of a world that was both terrifying and exhilarating, and he listened with rapt attention.

As the days turned into a week, I began to see a change in him. The fear was fading, replaced by a quiet strength. He was learning to rely on me, to trust me. And in that trust, I found a love I never knew existed.

One evening, as we sat by the fireplace, I took his hand in mine. "You are safe here, Y/n," I whispered, my voice soft as velvet. "No one can hurt you."

He looked at me, his eyes filled with a depth of emotion I couldn't fathom. "I know," he replied, his voice barely a whisper.

I leaned in, our lips brushing together. It was a tentative kiss, filled with unspoken promises. When we pulled apart, I could feel the shift, a seismic change in the dynamics between us. He was no longer the terrified victim. He was becoming my equal.

My world, once a monochromatic canvas of black and white, was now painted with a thousand hues. There was still the darkness, the undercurrent of my past, but it was no longer the dominant force. Love, a foreign concept, was now a vibrant part of my life.

Time passed, and I managed to extricate myself from the underworld. The life of a mafia boss was not one I wanted anymore. I wanted a quiet life, a simple life, with Y/n by my side.

We opened a small cafe, a sanctuary away from the chaos of the world. It was a world away from the life I had once known. But in this new reality, I found a happiness I never thought possible.

Y/n thrived in his new role. He was a natural with people, his smile a beacon of warmth. And as always, he attracted attention. Young girls would flock to the cafe, their eyes sparkling with admiration. I watched him interact with them, the same warmth and kindness he had shown me.

A pang of jealousy would sometimes strike, a ghost of my past self. But then he would catch my eye, and with a playful wink, he would send the jealousy packing. I would smile, a mixture of love and amusement.

One evening, as the sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the cafe, I found myself watching him. He was laughing with a group of young customers, his eyes sparkling with mirth. I felt a surge of protectiveness, a remnant of my past life.

I walked over to him, my arms wrapping around his waist from behind. He turned, his smile widening. "Jealous, my love?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Maybe a little," I admitted.

He chuckled, pulling me closer. "You're mine, remember?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.

I turned in his arms, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss. As we pulled apart, I looked into his eyes, seeing the love and adoration reflected there. I was home.

Days turned into weeks, months, and years. Our love deepened, a rich tapestry woven with threads of passion, trust, and companionship. The cafe became more than just a place of business; it was our sanctuary, a testament to our love story.

And as I watched the world change around us, one thing remained constant: my love for Y/n. He was my everything, my beginning and my end. And in the quiet moments, as we sat together in the warmth of our cafe, I knew I had found my happily ever after.

The end.

[sweetpie-ina]

NEW | BABYPINK :Annie, Hisu, Mikasa & Sasha

Love & Support me on ko-fi, link here

Inspiration from Blackpink

from eremika idol-actor au : Chemical Hype Boy by @dead-dolphins

[syncrite]

(✱✱✱) 10 ways to devour a man

[typegirls]

→ Jennie Kim x Leitora g!p

→ Palavras: 1.3K

NOTAS: jennie!brat, smut, pwp, sexo sem camisinha, leitora!dom, jennie!sub, leitora com pênis.

📌 ps:. sempre use camisinha, se proteja, se cuide, é a sua saúde que está em jogo.

📌 masterlist

© all rights reserved by @hotlink907

© tradução (pt/br) by @typegirls

— Eu preciso disso! – Jennie choramingou novamente.

Ela estava seguindo você durante toda a noite, fazendo tudo o que podia para chamar sua atenção. O motivo era simples, ela estava tendo um de seus humores de pirralha, e para ela, isso significava que não pararia até conseguir o que queria. E ela deixou bem claro o que queria para você.

— Eu preciso de você em mim!

— Eu lhe disse. – Você explicou, começando a ficar um pouco impaciente. — Tenho trabalho a fazer. Não posso agora.

— Mas...

Para piorar a situação, ela estava fazendo tudo o que podia para chamar sua atenção para ela e suas "necessidades". Isso significava que ela havia passado a maior parte do dia em vários estágios de desnudamento, tirando cada vez mais roupas até ficar apenas com uma calcinha fio dental e um sutiã que não cobria quase nada. Isso estava dificultando muito a sua concentração nos relatórios que precisava preencher. Estava sendo difícil para você pensar em qualquer coisa que não fosse as curvas de Jennie e o quanto você queria comê-la.

A gota d'água foi quando ela foi até a mesa onde você estava sentada e pulou em cima dela, se sentando firmemente bem à sua frente, com as pernas bem abertas. A calcinha mal conseguia cobrir os lábios de sua boceta, os lábios bonitos e macios aos quais ela sabia que você nunca conseguiria resistir.

Você olhou para ela sentindo seu sangue ferver. Havia só uma resposta para isso, na verdade, quando ela ficava assim a única solução era simples, você tinha de arrancar isso dela.

Você suspirou e colocou cuidadosamente a caneta sobre a mesa.

— Jennie.

— Hum? – Ela olhou para você de forma sugestiva, com uma das mãos acariciando a coxa.

— Nua. Agora.

— Me obrigue. – Ela disse colocando a língua para fora.

Você olhou para ela com firmeza.

— Você continua cavando seu buraco. Não sabe quando parar, não é?

Jennie se recostou na mesa, com as pernas abertas, a calcinha empurrada para o lado apenas o suficiente para que você pudesse ver sua fenda, que já estava brilhando.

— Eu vou parar quando você estiver dentro de mim, mommy.

Bem, você tentou se conter. Tentou ser a responsável, mas ela não lhe deu muita escolha, não é mesmo?

Você se levantou bruscamente da cadeira, quase a derrubando com a velocidade com que se levantou.

— Você sabe o que acontece a seguir, não sabe?

Jennie estava olhando para você com os olhos arregalados, porque sim, ela sabia. A mesa tinha a altura perfeita para ela ser fodida, foi exatamente por isso que ela sentou nela. Você se abaixou e tirou o sutiã dela com força, o arrancando dela. Em seguida, suas mãos encontraram a alça da calcinha fio dental, você poderia tê-la arrancado dela, mas como de costume, ela havia conseguido entrar em sua mente.

Então você a rasgou.

— Me diga o que quer que eu faça com você. – Você disse. — Me deixe ouvir.

A malandragem de Jennie desapareceu um pouco, agora que ela viu sua reação. A resposta dela foi um pouco mais calma.

— Eu... Eu quero que você me foda.

— E? – Você perguntou, pois sabia que não era só isso que ela estava procurando.

— Quero que você me encha. – Disse ela corando um pouco quando você começou a se despir.

— Encher você de quê? – Você insistiu.

— Quero que você me encha de seu esperma. – Jennie disse. — Me dê de mamar.

— Diga por favor. – Você exigiu.

Seu pau já estava em posição de sentido, pronto para entrar em Jennie até a submissão.

— Por favor, goze dentro de mim! – Jennie suplicou. — Eu quero que ele escorra de mim!

Você ficou muito feliz em obedecer. Se abaixou e apertou os seios de Jennie, um em cada mão, enquanto a penetrava e começava a se mover no ritmo. Ela não conseguia se equilibrar muito na mesa para empurrar contra você, o que significava que você estava totalmente no controle das estocadas que ela estava prestes a receber.

Como sempre, estar dentro dela era como um sonho que se tornava realidade. Quente, aveludado e totalmente úmido. Cada bombada enviava ondas de prazer pelas suas pernas e pela espinha dorsal, você começou a perder o controle, como sempre fazia.

Jennie estava gemendo, cada vez mais alto, mas você não conseguia entender nenhuma palavra específica.

— Era isso que você queria? – Perguntou enquanto mexia os quadris, seu corpo batendo contra o dela. — Era isso que sua linda bucetinha queria?

— Sim! – Jennie gritou. — Me fode! Me encha!

Você não se conteve, empurrando cada vez com mais força, cada vez mais fundo. Ela envolveu as pernas em torno de sua cintura e a puxou para mais perto dela. Você sabia que quando chegasse a hora de terminar, ela não a deixaria gozar fora, ela queria todo o seu esperma dentro dela, cada gota. E Jennie faria o que fosse preciso para garantir o que queria.

Você podia senti-la apertando as paredes ao redor do seu pau duro, certificando-se de que você sabia que ela iria extrair cada gota de ti. Isso não seria suficiente, ela precisava saber que ser uma pirralha tinha consequências.

Você agarrou a cintura dela com força, puxando-se para dentro dela de novo e de novo, cada vez com mais força, até que ela ficou tão sem fôlego que nem conseguia mais gemer seu nome.

Você sentiu o aperto revelador de seu orgasmo, suas pernas começavam a tremer com o prazer. A boca de Jennie estava aberta em um grito silencioso da sensação avassaladora, e você sabia que tinha dado a ela exatamente o que ela queria.

Bem, não exatamente o que ela queria. Ainda não.

— Vou gozar. – Você grunhiu sabendo que não conseguiria se conter por muito mais tempo.

Jennie, como esperado, apertou as penas ao seu redor.

— Goze em mim! Quero cada gota! Me dê isso!

Foram apenas alguns segundos depois que ela disse isso. Olhando fixamente para os olhos revirados dela, sentir o corpo dela se chocar contra o seu, a umidade avassaladora de estar dentro dela, não apenas a fez cair no precipício. Ela a jogou para o outro lado, violentamente.

Você começou a gozar, lançando explosões de esperma quente na buceta de Jennie, ainda bombeando dentro dela enquanto fazia isso. Os olhos dela se arregalaram e a boca ficou frouxa de espanto ao sentir como ela estava cheia de seu esperma.

Quando finalmente estava esgotada, você saiu de dentro de Jennie enquanto ela relaxava o controle sobre você. Você tinha terminado tão profundamente dentro de Jennie que, a princípio, nem percebeu que tinha gozado dentro dela. Passaram-se longos momentos até que você visse o primeiro sinal de que algo estava começando a sair de dentro dela.

Ela mergulhou os dedos dentro de si mesma e depois os colocou na boca, sugando o líquido deles.

— Hum. – Disse ela. — Tão bom.

Você olhou para Jennie.

— Está se sentindo melhor? – Você perguntou. — Espero que você esteja feliz.

Jennie assentiu com a cabeça, sua expressão claramente satisfeita.

— Tão feliz. Tão bem.

— Bom. – Você disse. — Porque eu quero que você ande com isso dentro de você pelo resto da noite. Qualquer coisa que sair... – Você se afastou certificando-se de que ela sabia que algo viria a seguir.

Ela olhou para você com os olhos arregalados.

— Quero que você limpe tudo. Com a sua língua.

Ela assentiu sem dizer nada.

— É isso mesmo. – Você disse. — Você fica muito melhor depois, toda fodida, pirralha.

Você considerou a bagunça que estava começando a se formar entre as pernas dela.

— E meu gozo fica melhor dentro de você.

[mikithelibrarian]

When you fall in love with them - Queen! BLACKPINK - AU - GN! Reader

Fluff

A/N: Decided to add the TWs to each individual scenario as they are needed and modified the name of a real-life country to adapt it to a fantasy setting, I'll gladly receive any comments if you wish me to change any of this.

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Jisoo

As you walked through the halls of the hallways of the castle, you couldn’t stop yourself from remembering how all has changed. You were a grown-up and the official personal servant for Your Majesty, Queen Jisoo.

Ever since she stepped up to the maximum position in the realm, she made sure to make some changes to it, up until she practically remodeled how everything looked. Jisoo built gardens, fountains and many places for the people to gather, such as parks and marketplaces, she also ordered to repaint a lot of the royal buildings, passing from the monotone grey to a brighter white tone.

Those changes also impacted the insides and outsides of the castle. What once was a place that inspired fear became a place that inspired security, coziness, something you thanked for. You remember getting lost in these hallways, running away from the now Queen as she insisted on playing hide-and-seek. How the darkness engulfed you, how the steps of the patrolling guards put you on your nerves, how you sometimes felt prisoner of the royal family; but then, she would appear, smile at you and tell you that it was her turn to hide now.

She was always gentle with you and treated you as an equal, unlike her parents.

It was then when you decided to look through one of the windows and noticed Jisoo running around exterior of the castle, still in her royal dress but without any care in the world if it got dirty or not. She was playing tag with some of the kids of the servants that worked for the royal family. To think that in just some hours she would put on a façade to receive a diplomat from one of your neighboring kingdoms made you smile.

You put that thought aside and continued walking until you exited the castle, about to go into town in search of a new board game you heard a foreigner merchant just brought with them, maybe Jisoo would like it. That was until a hand gently touched your shoulder, prompting you to look to your side, seeing the bright smile of the Queen.

“You´re it!”

After all this time, everything but her has changed. She was still this crazy woman that just wanted to have fun, to be happy. In that short moment in which you were processing that you were now forced to play with her, you came to a realization.

You were part of her happiness, and she was part of yours too.

Jennie

TW: Strong language, mentions of war, fighting, blood and injuries

“General (Y/N) got injured”

Those words kept repeating on her head as she ran to your room. How dare the doctor follow your orders to hide that fact from her as much as he could?! And how dare you wanted to keep it a secret from her?!

When she sent you off to conquer the enemy’s capital and finish the war, she asked only one thing from you: Be safe. Now she hears you weren’t just in the battlefield managing your troops, but also in the frontlines putting yourself more in danger?!

She was glad you didn’t die, so she could kill you herself.

“You better have a good excuse for keeping this a secret!” She exclaimed as she barged into your room. You immediately sat up in your bed, deciding that the fear of an angry Queen was way worse than the pain you were feeling in your stomach.

“We won” You said in a low tone and small smile, trying to convince her to be merciful with you.

“I could care less if we won or not! I asked you one thing (Y/N)! Just one! And you said you would!” Jennie got closer to your bed, her eyes slowly filling up with tears. “Is your word worth nothing?! Does my feelings mean nothing to you?!”

“My Queen-

“Shut up!” When Jennie was beside your bed, she knelt and gently grabbed your hand. “Just shut up”

As the soldier you were, you followed her orders and resisted the urge to argue back. You were an extension of the royal family, that was what your parents told you when you were training with them, a mean to an end, if you were to die following orders of the royal family, it was an honor. Your father, the marshal and your mother, the army strategist, made sure to engrave those ideals by fire into your brain.

As long as you live, you’ll only be a weapon for the Kim Dynasty, rightful rulers of the divided land known as Zeland. Then, why was the Queen crying into your hand? Crying for someone that was equal to a plain sword?

“Jennie” You dared to speak up, your other hand reaching to caress her head, trying to calm her down. “My health means nothing if I can fulfill your will”

“For me it does!” Jennie raised her head forcing you take your hand off her, her eyes red and puffy from crying looked into yours. “I prefer to be disposed of my crown rather than losing you!”

You wanted to think that she was only exaggerating, but it was impossible by the way those eyes didn’t falter at her statement.

Why show such concern for you when nobody has done it since the death of your parents?

In that moment you dared to caress her cheek with your free hand as she received the display of affection, going to a point in which she leaned just a tiny bit into your hand, not wanting to surrender her anger and frustration.

“I’m so sorry, My Queen”

Rosé

With doubt in her mind, Roseanne walked towards the new section of the castle gardens with a flowerpot, a red rose standing tall over the dirt on it. During these months, she has been learning how to properly grow a flower, just from looking at you preparing the ground for the new flowers to blossom into their vivid colors.

This new section of the garden was only reserved for you and her, as it was her orders, while the old section was re-opened to the public after twenty years. She named you her ‘personal gardener’, a new title she created just for you to be able to take care of the reserved section and to manage the new gardeners she hired to maintain the old garden.

She already had plans for this new reserved section, she wanted to receive very important diplomatic visits there, even thinking about restoring the lost connection between their closest kingdoms, but not before having a date with you.

Roseanne has maintained her silence for far too long, she wanted you to be hers, and only hers, imagining you with a crown on your head and a throne beside her, ruling as equals.

As she entered the reserved section through the ark that was built to divide it from the rest of the ground, saluting the guards protecting this section, her surroundings were covered by a dense section of trees as she continued travelling through the stone path. Suddenly, those trees opened into a clearing, in which you were, tending the garden.

The new private garden was full of red and pinks roses, per the Queen’s request, and even added some black roses for contrast. In the middle of the garden, a gazebo complemented the look with a tea table in it, for when Rosé wanted to be alone, or alone with someone. It looked like a description of a fantasy book, a part of the world irradiating so much magic that it was hard to think she was awake. The roses were shining as if they could irradiate their own light and the vivid colors alongside the faint aroma of roses made the Queen to immediately lower her guard and enjoy the relaxation it brought.

However, that relaxation was short-lived as she now remembered that she wanted to give you the rose she has been taking care of for months, but now she felt insecure about it. Compared to the roses in the garden, the one she grew didn’t have such colors or presence, it was healthy, but it was not radiating.

She wanted to run away, to throw the flower and start again, until you finally noticed her presence and immediately stood up to bow at her. “Queen Roseanne, good afternoon” Rosé looked silently at you, while your eyes looked at the rose she held between her hands. “May I be of service?”

“This rose…” Her voice was insecure, almost trembling, as she extended the rose towards you.

With her sentence incomplete you got closer to her and eyed the rose once you were in front of the Queen. “It looks beautiful, My Queen” You gently took the flowerpot from her hands as you inspected each part of the rose. Meanwhile, Roseanne smiled at you, hope returning to her body as she processed your words. “It looks so healthy Your Majesty, and…” You closed your eyes as you smelled the rose, a smile showing on your lips. “…Smells delightfully” You looked at your Queen, her expression radiating happiness. “Should I put it on the center of the tea table? I’m sure it will add the master touch to your garden, My Queen”

“It’s for you” Roseanne doesn´t know from where that confidence came from, but she didn’t care. To grow this single rose took a lot of space in her mind for months, thinking about its final purpose, to be given to you. “I learnt to take care of a flower from you, so I did, because I wanted to give you one”

You were surprised and your face showed it. You then looked back at the rose as your heart started to beat faster and faster. She grew a rose, just for you, does that mean?

It can’t be…

With your mind full of doubts, only one thing was certain when you looked back at her.

“It’s so beautiful My Queen, thank you”

You fell in love with her.

Lisa

TW: Mentions of massacre and death

“Do you where the Queen is?”

“I saw her entering the practice dance hall”

As you said your thanks, you walked towards the said place, papers in your hand reporting the progress made in the training of the royal guard. It has been a rough time but you could finally see some progress, at least they are showing more discipline, even if they still are too weak compared to how strong they are supposed to be.

Your relationship with Queen Lisa has gotten better too. You’ve tried to not hold grudges towards her because of her taking you off from the action to train a bunc of incompetent soldiers and talk to her as you would normally do with any other person. You didn’t care about crowns, gold, or titles, you didn’t even care if Lisa was a Queen or not, as long as she took care of her kingdom and procure the best for her people, as her obligations are, you will have no complaints about her.

It has, however, been sometimes uncomfortable. Queen Lalisa has opened a little too much towards you, much more than what you expected to, but that was not the uncomfortable part, it was when she asked about your past when it became uncomfortable.

How the previous monarch neglected your village and left everyone you knew as a child to starve on their own, how the guards were retired from their posts and your village was left to defend on their own against bandits, how you managed to escape the fire and fighting leaving behind those who you once loved…

Of course, you never told her anything nor will you blame her for her parents actions, not while she treated you with respect and showed true interest in bringing her kingdom the prosperity it once had.

You sighed before you opened the door to the dance hall where the Queen liked to practice, so lost in your mind that you forgot to knock and ask for permission to enter, an action you regretted.

There she was, not in her normal dress but in one that was a lot lighter, only wearing an off the shoulder white dress that just left her bare feet discovered because of its length, her hair not as fixed and with no make-up on.

You just saw the Queen in a way only her closest servants are allowed to do so as per the previous monarchs' request, the thoughts of you being sent into the dungeon filled your head as you already could see the end of your military career.

When Lalisa looked at you, she actually thought nothing of it, she actually seemed comfortable with looking at her current appearance. “Commander (Y/N), do you need something?”

“I’m so sorry for intruding Your Majesty, I’ll receive any punishment you might think acceptable” You bowed down making Lisa giggle at the ridiculousness of your actions.

“I don’t mind if it’s you Commander (Y/N)” She walked towards you and pulled you fully into the hall, closing the door behind you. “My dancing teacher couldn’t make it today and I was practicing alone, hence my current appearance” She looked at the papers in your hands. “Something to report?”

“Only the routinary documents, Queen Lalisa” Lisa took the documents from your hands and eyed them before carefully laying them on the floor beside her.

“Say, Commander, do know how to dance?” As she asked, Lisa walked to the center of the hall.

“Just the basics, Queen-

“Drop the Queen, just call me Lisa” She extended her hand towards you. “Could you practice with me, (Y/N)?”

You didn’t know what it was, maybe the informality of it all or the privacy you both had in the dancing hall, but you walked towards her and accepted her invitation to dace. As you held her hand, she grabbed your other arm and posed it on her waist for then posing her free hand on your shoulder.

From the first second, she guided the dance and marked the pace you should follow. You wondered how with no music this dance felt so real. Your entire body felt so relaxed, as if all your obligations and expectations went away, yet so tense since you wanted this dance to be perfect.

As you saw at Lisa, how her eyes shone for you and her smile adorned her beautiful features, you made your best to engrave this memory into your brain. With her, you felt as if being a soldier didn’t matter anymore.

[scrtxai]

SINISTER (BLACKPINK X READER) - CHAPTER 1

It's about 2 days after Jennie and Jisoo met the young girl. Jennie really worried about the young girl. Jennie always visits the young girl, reads some fairy tale books just for fun and hopefully that young girl awakens. She also sings her group's songs to entertain the unconscious girl on the bed. 

Jennie takes her phone and sees the message from Jisoo which is about that young girl. Jennie replies that the young girl is still not awake. Suddenly she heard a sound like someone breathing heavily. Jennie lifts her head and sees the young girl begin to move her body, her chest puffing up and down. 

Jennie ran out of the ward, calling for a nurse and doctor…

Half an hour passed, The doctor,along with nurses came out from the ward. Jennie walks towards the doctor and asks about the young girl's condition. "The girl has a good heart rate, stable blood pressure and yeah. There's no suspicion inside the girl. Just the girl needs rest and feed her with healthy food" The doctor explained, making Jennie sigh in relief. 

"Thank you, doctor" Jennie smiles at the doctor. The doctor and nurses walk away. Jennie enters the ward, seeing the young girl resting on the bed. The cat eyed idol takes a seat beside the young girl. The young girl heard a creaking sound making her eyes flutter open. The young girl looked at Jennie in confusion. 

"Hello…" Jennie greeted her. "My name is Jennie. What is your name?" Jennie asked, showing her gummy smile while the young girl still staring at her, didn't answer Jennie's question. Jennie's smiles slowly fade as she feels sad. 

'The young girl is still in trauma' 

Thoughts Jennie. "Ah, I'm bringing delicious food for you!" Jennie gets up from the chair and walks towards the table at the end of the hospital bed. Jennie takes out bibimbap, kimchi and dumplings that she made for the young girl. Jennie mixed out the bibimbap before she brought it near the young girl. The young girl has no reaction as Jennie keeps mixing the rice.

"Let me feed you. Say ah" 

The young girl kept looking at Jennie. Have distrust, especially a stranger in front of her. Jennie frowned and encouraged the young girl that the food was fine and safe to eat. It takes almost 15 minutes to make the young girl slowly open her mouth to accept the food. 

The young girl's lips shook while munching the food. Jennie tilts her head as she looks at the young girl. Her eyes widened as she saw glassy eyes on the young girl's, tears streaming down on the cheeks. Jennie put the food on the table and quickly hugged the young girl.

"Everything is gonna be alright, I'm here…" 

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11:00 AM

"So… What's her name again?" Jisoo asked Jennie.

"Kim Y/N"

"Are you sure it's her surname? You're not naming her surname with yours right?" Lisa wants to confirm, making the cat eyed woman glare at the Thai girl. "Of course that's her name! I'll show you!" Jennie takes out a notebook on the table and shows it to the members. The letters look messed up but it still can be read if they squint their eyes a little to figure out. 

'K I M Y / N '

The three of them believe Jennie, mouthed 'O' shaped after reading it. "The doctor said she can be discharged this evening," Jennie said. "So, you have decided to adopt her, Eonnie?" Rosé asked. "Of course. I want her to be a part of our family" Jennie happily replied. "Then let's buy something for her. She might like something new" Lisa suggested. 

"Y/N ah. Take a rest now. Four of us want to buy something for you" Jennie said. Y/N obliged then lay back on the bed. Jennie smiles and kisses the young girl's head before Jennie and the girls leave Y/N alone. 

In the Evening…

The camera flashing with a lot of people crowding in front of the hospital building as Blackpink members with a young girl appeared. The young girl clenched her hands on Jennie's shirt while growling at the reporters. Jennie feels her panic attack start to take over. 

Y/N noticed and she quickly pulled her caretaker closer. Jennie's head is put at the crook of Y/N's neck. Y/N holds her caretaker more, not letting the reporters disturb. The growls become louder, Jennie hears it and she holds Y/N's left forearm and brushes it, asking to calm down. Y/N's calm slowly but still she will protect her caretaker until they reach Blackpink's manager's black van. 

Jennie and Y/N sit behind while Lisa with Rosé in the front. Jisoo sat beside the manager. Y/N keep looking around the interior design of the black van. The hand holds hers and the young girl takes a look, Jennie looks at her with a smile. "Thank you for protecting me," Jennie said. Y/N lowered her head and took Jennie's hand then put it on her head. 

"Pat… Me…" 

Y/N mumbled. Jennie hears the young girl's request and she does it, patting Y/N's head gently. "I want to pat her too…" Y/N and Jennie look at Lisa who is pouting while Rosé just looks at them. "I don't know if sh-" Jennie's words cut off as she heard a light snore sound come from the young girl. Jennie bent her body to check Y/N and surprisingly the young girl fell asleep after getting patted. 

“She’s so cute…” Rosé said in awed while looking at sleepy Y/N. Jennie leaning the young girl's body against the car seat cushion. Jennie smiles, admiring the young good looking girl. 

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An hour in the car, they finally arrived at their dorm. Lisa as usual dives herself on the couch. Rosé goes to her own room and Jisoo goes to the kitchen to drink her choco milk. Jennie pulls Y/N inside her own room. Y/N's eyes study the whole thing inside Jennie's room.

"Y/N" The young girl turned her head to look at her caretaker. Jennie smiles at her and offers a hand to Y/N. "Come, let me bathe you," Jennie said. The young girl accepts Jennie's hand, letting the feline eyed woman bring her to the bathroom. 

Lisa gets up from the couch and wants to go to her bedroom. As she approached her bedroom, she jolted after hearing a scream from her bedroom. Lisa rushingly opens her bedroom door and sees nothing inside. She averted her eyes on the door that led to the bathroom. She opened the door and heard the water gushing in the bathroom. She suddenly heard someone getting choked. Her hand reaches out the door knob and quickly turns it, she opens the door to reveal something terrifying. 

Y/N is choking Jennie with one hand. Her upper body is naked.

Going to play back about the tragedy, Jennie was happily bringing Y/N to the bathroom, and wanted to take a bath together. Jennie turned the faucet, letting the water gush out to fill the tub. "Turn around and take off your clothes, Y/N" Jennie ordered which the young girl obeyed. Y/N turned her body around then she lifted her shirt up revealing a lot of scars on her body. Jennie was determined and she walked slowly towards the young girl. Her hand reached out to Y/N's scars and touched it with slight caress. Y/N stopped herself after taking off her shirt, she felt her scars touched, leading her mind showing her disgusting memories. 

Knife…

Whip… 

Everything was painful, unbearable.

Her left iris has slight neon pink coloured, black things covering her sclera while her right eye became glinted. The eerie growl could be heard. Jennie stopped her doings and scrunched her forehead, puzzled with the young girl. "Y/N? Are you okay, sweetie?" Jennie asked and she touched Y/N's shoulder. With just one swift motion, Y/N turns her body around, right hand grabs Jennie's throat, squeezing tightly, making Jennie struggle for air. Y/N kept tightening her grip on Jennie's throat. Jennie's vision became hazy, lungs lacked oxygen.

"Y/N! Stop it!"

Lisa holds Y/N from behind making the young girl struggling. Jennie falls on the floor with a loud cough, hand on her throat, brushing it. Jennie gasped, inhaling the air many times to stabilize her lungs. Lisa keeps holding the young girl tight. The young girl screams louder, possibly heard by Jisoo and Rosé outside. 

Jisoo and Rosé come to the bathroom in a rush. Their eyes widened as they looked how messed up Jennie and Lisa were to handle the young girl. Y/N keep growling and struggling. The young girl held Lisa's hands and squeezed it hard making the maknae whimper in pain. Jennie gets up from the floor, she immediately hugs Y/N. Jennie thought it would calm her down but it was not what she expected. Y/N bite Jennie's shoulder hard like a beast hungry for prey. Jennie screams in pain. 

'Hug her… Your scent reminds her mother…' 

Rosé looked around after she heard someone whisper to her. She just thought it's only her hallucinations. She just ignored it until she heard someone whisper to her again. 

'If you want to save your friends, do it! Pull Y/N and hug her! Let her sniff your scent!'

Rosé immediately obeyed that 'voice', walking towards Jennie, Lisa and Y/N. "Rosie! Don't come closer! I can handle her!" Jennie said while enduring the pain. Rosé shakes her head and comes closer until she hugs three of them. Y/N, who is biting Jennie, sniffs a familiar scent.

Her mother's scent..

Y/N stopped her struggling and let go of Jennie from biting. She turns her head to look at Rosé and sadly smiles at her. The strong scent of Rosé makes Y/N attack the main vocalist with a hug while sniffing more at Rosé's crook of the neck. The neon pink color on her left eye slowly faded and was replaced with the tears that started to form on Y/N's eyes, feeling missed about her beloved mother. 

"Eom...ma..." 

"Eomma…"

The young girl cried loudly in Rosé's embrace. Rosé smiles and hugs Y/N more until the young girl passes out after crying. Jisoo, Lisa and Jennie were speechless. Rosé looked up to see them, the smile still never faded. "I just… Ermm… Nevermind" Rosé said. "Eonnie, we better bathe this girl before she awakens," Lisa suggested. Jennie nodded her head. "I will prepare clothes for her," Jisoo offered. Rosé carries the girl in bridal style and is a little bit surprised that Y/N is lighter and easy to carry on.

 "Let's bath her" 

"Only you and Jennie?"

"Yah, Lalisa. You also must bath her"

"But it's not my responsibility!"

"If you don't want, you will lose your bangs, tomorrow"

The maknae groans in defeat and agrees with Rosé and Jennie. 

 

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It's messy story. I tried

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𝔎𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢: 𝔐𝔲𝔰𝔢

🥀 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗙𝗶𝘃𝗲: 𝗜 𝗦𝗲𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗜𝗻 𝗠𝘆 𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 🥀

KILL THIS LOVE SERIES MASTERLIST

"𝙱𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘"

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Y/N pov

I've always wanted to go to college, ever since I was child I dreamed of education, of freedom. My parents wanted me to take over the family business, it's an Italian restaurant. We aren't even Italian. I know nothing about running a business and I don't want to. My dream has always been to teach. That's why I'm here, college will be my first step to fulfill that dream.

"You know, it's never too late to drop out right?" I already whose voice that belonged to, mom.

"Good morning to you too" "Also it's only the second week of the school year, I'm not dropping out" I responded, gathering my things.

"Sweetie you know I'm only looking out for you" "You don't need a degree to work with us" she persisted. Both parents were unsupportive at first, but at least dad came around soon enough.

"Mom, please, I'm not having this conversation again" I huffed out, now making my way towards the front door. "I'll see tonight, okay?" I left and got into my car before she had time to respond.

On campus / Y/N pov

Studying is my happy place. Always has been. Except I have a problem; every time I'm on campus, I feel eyes on me. Maybe it's just nerves? I just hope I'm not being stalked like that girl in the true crime podcast I've been listening to lately. It's probably just that, I'm scaring myself into thinking I'm being followed and watched, huffing out a small laugh I continued reading my textbook.

Jisoo pov

Their laugh. Their smile. How I love their face. I hope I'm not being too obvious, I could get into serious trouble if someone finds out what I'm doing, what I'll do.

I have to be discreet and not leave any traces behind, anything that could prove me guilty.

The thrill of it all, I don't know which I love most them or the adrenaline of knowing what I'm doing is wrong?

That's easy actually, it'll always be them.

Third person pov / Later that night

As the days pass by, Jisoo is seemingly falling deeper and deeper into the spell that is love. Her bedroom slowly filling up with things that remind her of Y/N. From pictures of them to book she saw them reading while studying in the library.

"I already have your face burned into my mind, what's next?" Jisoo dreamily sighed as she lay in her bed, homework forgotten.

Facing a zoomed in image of Y/N at the library earlier that day, Jisoo had an idea come to mind.

Though it was now one in the morning, she didn't feel tired. Her new favorite pastime was getting in the way of learning more about Y/N. It was time to lock in and learn as much as she could about them.

With or without sleep, Jisoo could be sure that Y/N would be the only thing she saw that mattered. 

𝖠 𝖩𝖨𝖲𝖮𝖮 𝖪𝖨𝖬 𝖧𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖮𝖱 𝖠𝖴

𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖻𝗒 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒