#buff butch save me

[kitsch-habit]

My girlfriend is so proud of how everything in her garden in our yard has grown, she’s worked so hard on it! 💕🥲 Her lettuce has grown to her knees!

[sa1lorfemme]

Save me buff butch

*kisses muscles*

[badass-queer-couples-battle]

Sword gays showdown, round 2, bracket three

Propaganda:

For Gideon:

she's incredibly good w/ her two hander and less good with her rapier but she's still pretty good!! she is a horny lesbian who's taste in women seems to exclusively be "girls who have tried or are going to try to kill her". she's a redhead. i love her

Gideon’s a HUGE Butch lesbian and literally always wanted to use a broad sword. Specifically a broad sword. She said fuck rapiers. Uhhh literally dies to save the girl she cares for and the sword she uses then becomes like an altar for said girl. Gideon Nav Supremacy <3

oh she is the most badass swordswoman lesbian in media. she’s her gf’s cavalier, defends her in battle, she’s incredibly butch and buff

C'mon shes THE sword lesbian like... canonically 

Loves her broadsword more than anything on her home planet and practices whenever she can. Spoiler it’s possessed by her mom. Gave everything so her best enemy could eat her soul and become the new saint. The character of all time child of two separate threesomes, child of the god emperor, she’s dead, she’s butch, she’s a dork, she’s doomed by the narrative. She’s my favorite.

girlie is literally the swordswoman supreme. she’s the cavalier primary to her necromancer. she has a fuckoff huge longsword. she gets absorbed into another person SPECIFICALLY to swordfight for them. in a gay way too.

While everyone else was developing common sense, she studied the blade. This dyke's main weapon and true love is the long sword, but she's also passable with a rapier. The sword is, in her own estimation, pretty much all she's good for. That and her smoking hot bod and terribly charming sense of humor. 

"While we were developing common sense, she studied the blade." (Direct quote from the book). She's the most useless lesbian to ever exist, and she's obsessed with an absolute wet cat of a woman. Learned longsword mostly on her own and is such a genius with the sword she learned rapier in a few months (by personal experience, it's really really hard)

Most badass broadsword wielding lesbian easily slaying bone monsters and evil space wasps

The cavalier to her necromancer. very gay. in a complicated codependant lovehate relationship with the only other person her age she knew growing up.

For Mulan:

Gender™. Also she's awakened something in me many years ago when I watched that movie for the first time.

[cairavende]

Worm Arc 12 thoughts:

Brian needs to watch the Barbie movie holy shit! (I understand the story takes place in 2011 and the movie doesn't exist there)

Just like, fuck get off Taylor's back. She is playing it too safe but also being too aggressive. Moving too fast but also not being aggressive enough! AHHHHHHHH!

Seriously, nearly every time Brian showed up in this arc I was yelling at him. Dude. Just back off.

Skitter fucking just, killing thousands of rats in a few minutes is absolutely terrifying. God I love her.

Hookwolf is a dick. I can't believe everyone else went along with him and gave the Travelers and the Undersiders shitty choices like that. I mean that's not true, I can believe it I'm just mad.

I legit forgot Imp existed until Tattletale mentioned leaving her at the meeting as a spy. I love how the way her power works combined with the writing style means she just disappears for the readers as well.

Loved seeing more of the Travelers and more Noelle. Excited to learn more about her (I don't have great feelings about her long term situation though).

Jack is such a fucking POSER oh my god!

He just. He thinks he's so cool. But he's not. Fucking "this is not an exit" reference and shit.

He is Tobey Maguire Spider-Man from Spider-Man 3. Just thinks he is the coolest shit. Everyone just has to accept it cause he got fancy knife powers.

Tattletale just fucking full confidence fucking with the Nine while standing right in front of them. She clearly knew it was high risk but she took it and she got results, spoiling Jacks plan with Cheri and shit.

That said, AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! MY BABY SOMEBODY HELP MY BABY! AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! (Ok she's not like, my baby, that's Taylor. But she's still my baby.)

LOOK AT MY FUCKING DAUGHTER! FUCKING LOOK AT HER! HOW MANY PEOPLE DID SHE SAVE FROM SHATTERBIRD? HUNDREDS? THOUSANDS? SHE IS AMAZING!

She fucking needs therapy though. Saves more people than anyone else could have and is mad because she didn't do enough. God damn Taylor love yourself!

Danny is fine. Besides, he had warning so any injures are basically his fault. Git gud Danny. (Ok look that's a little unfair, but he messed up pretty bad with raising my daughter so I'm allowed to be a little unfair to him I think.)

And look at my daughter again! She goes and organizes people to help the wounded. Takes charge. Gets a cool butch lady that might never show up again to help. I hope she does show up again though.

AND THEN FUCKING MANNEQUIN! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!

After he showed up I said "I don't know how the fuck she's gonna do it, but my daughter is gonna kick your ass". And then like a few paragraphs later I read "I have no idea how the fuck I’m going to do it but I’m going to make you regret that." This made me both happy - fun to say something and have Taylor say almost the same thing - and worried - cause when I said I didn't know how she was going to do it I kinda hoped she had a plan.

But then she fucking does it! She kicks his ass. She steals his arm. SHE RIPS HIS HEAD OFF! GOD DAMN! THAT'S MY FUCKING KID!

I do think she should hire the buff burly guy who helped her rip Mannequin's head off. He clearly has motivation and would be loyal. And maybe I want to see him more. For reasons.

But anyway she fucking wrecks Mannequin, makes him look like he lost a fight with a paint store. Just fucking clowned on him. She is so good.

Then the next day Brian comes in and fully focuses on how stupid it was to fight Mannequin, not really praising that she won or asking if she needs medical help. God damn bud!

But I loved how a fuck ton of people were like "Oh shit she beat Mannequin! I want to work for her." She's going to be so fucking famous soon.

Interlude 1 - Jack is a poser again. Sucks to be the Merchants, can't say I'll miss them. Jack trying to sound all clever with his carrot and sticks thing, but most of what he lists for the other Nine is really obvious. And he misses some stuff as well. Poser. I could lead the Nine better than him (not that I would lead the Nine, just that if I did I would be better than Jack).

Interlude 2 - God damn this is a doozy. Shit ton of Cauldron lore. Battery backstory. Assault backstory. I made a "now kith" joke when they fought for the very first time cause I didn't realize who they were yet. It was supposed to be a joke. I did not want them to end up together. They should not be together. Legend should not have allowed Assault to be on Battery's team. He was a bit of a dick for that. So much Cauldron lore though. I can't put it all here.

[jonellescribbles]

I’ve seen a few posts along the lines of “I don’t feel like the ship represents LGBT space for me” or “I feel like other parts represent queerness for me, but I feel like the ship is hetero culture”

I feel like this is coming from a place where people see the characters chafe under the stress of masculine conformity and don’t recognise that place as the loving and open queer spaces we mostly have access to now.

Perhaps some of these sentiments are coming from younger queers, so I just wanted to remind people that up until very recently many queer people and spaces felt they had to hyper perform masculinity and binary gender roles in order to claw any dregs of respectability left after coming to terms with their own gay identity. I mean, do I have to remind anyone of the ‘no fats no fems no Asians’ that people willingly put on their own dating profiles.

Something that sticks in my mind was this biography of a man arrested for sodomy - before the Oscar Wilde case. He was frank in describing himself as a gay man, but when he was in jail he looked around at the feminine ‘limp-wristed’ men also in jail with him and compared them to pedos and degenerates, saying “at least I’m not THEM.” Baffling. The mental gymnastics. But that’s what people did. Butches and fems, bears and twinks. The masculine partner was expected to perform masculine roles and the feminine partner received. Needless to say in fiction and reality we can see how these roles box people in and destroy them and their relationships.

I don’t know if people have memories like this but personally, my best friends parents were a lipstick lesbian lawyer (say that five times faster) and a bra-less, short-haired, woodworking dyke in men’s jeans and waistcoats. When they broke up - messily- one of the first things the butch did was steal her partners car and start wearing dresses. (Resist rooting for her she was Troubled and abusive and I’ve made her sound much cooler than she was).

For me the pirate ship is an Extremely Queer space, ESPECIALLY because of the toxic masculinity (and touch of misogyny through their initial suspicion of Jim etc), not in spite of it.

The first shot we have of Blackbeard he’s a leather daddy surrounded by a crew and culture of buff leather daddies, here to save foppish, limp Stede. They, and S1 Izzy, represented the hatred and fear of being something WORSE than gay - feminine. And I love that the story works to undo that.

What I’m saying is that for me OFMD nailed it. The ship is a crew of weirdos - the people in the grey area; nonbinary people, people of colour, bisexual people, and poly people. And FEMININE people. The crew is ‘soft’, ‘weak’, ‘foppish’, all of which are insults the queer community has levelled at their most fem members.

Anyway, I’m rambling but I just wanted to put up my hand and go “Um-yeah. I like your opinions but please don’t forget about the negative parts of our gay history too!” Thanks for attending my Ted Talk, the doors have been unlocked now.

[original-character-championship]

Bracket D Round 1

Poll 15

Leonora Ostrowska "Lee" (@arrowandathame) vs. Estelle Reyes (@bashirs)

221. Leonora Ostrowska "Lee" (@arrowandathame)

she/her

-I fell in love with my IRL wife over D&D while romancing her character. Lee CREATES love!

-Broke the world apart to save her girlfriend from mind control capitalism, and would do it for you, too ;).

-Had one hell of a fall from grace, redemption arc, then lost her family and found a better one along the way!

-Could break the world with her thighs and IS the butch blueprint that made me comfortable with my gender and sexuality.

-Resident protector of small twink boys (AKA, your blorbo.) 

-"C'mon. You know you want to vote for me." - Lee herself

-Short, red hair and brown eyes

-Super buff, super tall

-Wears plate armor

-Needs to wipe that cocky look off her face

222. Estelle Reyes (@bashirs)

she/her & he/him

do you think it's awesome when fictional characters are badass in theory but losers in practice? ex-assassin, now-retail employee, unreliable narrator and fuck-up extraordinaire, estelle is bringing it all — he's even bisexual. a vote for estelle reyes is a vote for women's wrongs!

estelle is a whitepassing latina woman. she has a thin, pale face with a strong jaw and cheekbones, and a nose that never healed properly after being broken. she has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes.

[fishthegenderwitch]

Last night I went to an aerial Burlesque performance in my city and by gum I am so gay. Every single beautifully strong human person who performed last night had my heart

The sheer dominance of some of those people had my whole heart

The cute twink, the buff Adonis, the butch tap dancer, the one lady who had the crop and was hanging from chains, and the lady who danced as the Devil... Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy pole and table dancers.

My god.

Fucking sheer brilliance, the lot of them.

That last dance was her and the buff man wearing nearly nothing, and that nearly nothing was nude coloured and it was Steamy and Woo! Hot damn, felt like something I shouldn't have been watching, but was glad to have seen

RAW. POWER.

Had me telling the chain lady that her visible strength made me wanna go home and work out because I feel like a noodly wimpling. She laughed and was super gracious and lovely, so was he. More performance art!! MORE!

[thedragonagelesbian]

top 5 adelaide songs

my girl brainrot is eternal... it’s not the complete liner notes for her playlist, but i wanted to start with the songs that feel quintessentially HerTM

1. “where the watermelons rot” - madelynne whitt

Do you ever find a song about a specific-ass situation and then independently create an OC or a storyline that fits said specific-ass situation to a fucking tee only to later rediscover said song and realize how incredibly fucking perfect it is??

What I love about this song for Adelaide, other than being perfectly geographically-located for her bay-based hometown, is the sense of surveillance it inculcates. There are bad things out there, you can’t trust them, you shouldn’t even really trust yourself, and you have to rely on your parents for your protection. No lyric I’ve found yet has better captured Adelaide’s relationship with her dad than “if you go home/just don’t get caught/but if you do/our [father] will say/don’t run away/i’ll keep you safe/down by the bay”.

I also like to map this song on to Adelaide’s history as the Hex: the developing magical awareness and prowess alongside the developing temptation. Adelaide realizes the power of belief and focus to not only drive magic but, when spun out of control, to manifest more dangerous and material consequences--  the darker things that the song warns about. At the same time, in pursuing that power at any cost, Adelaide herself has become monstrous. She is callous and cruel and barely cares about the safety, wellbeing, or autonomy of others, and stops caring the instant they get in her way.

By the end of the song, when the mother says again “you don’t want to know/what’s outside the windows/down by the bay”, it’s Adelaide. Adelaide is the thing you don’t want to see outside your home. There’s a non-zero chance she’s going to burn it down.

2. “in the woods somewhere” - hozier

I’ve literally made this post before, but. This song splendidly, if obliquely, captures Adelaide’s now very fucked up relationships with her high school friends. Adelaide is the singer and the creature. Her ex-bestie, Zak Ibis, is the fox, the first person Adelaide ever hurt because of her temptation when she tried desperately and selfishly to get them to stay in Harborview with her. Nat is somewhere, beloved and distant, too far away to get to now, both literally and, perhaps more frighteningly, metaphorically.

Is there anything more terrifying than the possibility that Adelaide has changed too much, become too monstrous, too much like the callous creature that hurt Zak, to ever be loved by Nat, as a friend or otherwise?

Well, other than the possibility that if Nat did return, Adelaide would only inevitably hurt her...

3. “penance” - serpentwithfeet

I know I’ve stacked the deck against my girl, but I too contain multitudes, and I can hope that maybe, just maybe, Adelaide has a route to salvation. I don’t know. I’m still very ‘buff man sweating over two buttons’ about the whole thing.

Anyway. Adelaide and I can both dream, however foolishly, that butch childhood galpal crush Nat Owens will come save us. “somehow, though i am unkind/grace flirts with me”.

4. “what love looks like” - mirel wagner

The question Adelaide has asked herself at her lowest possible moments: is this--her father’s overbearing protection and refusal to let her go--what love looks like? Is love even possible without the violence and the pain?

And then, of course, there are the consequences of that ‘love’ that Adelaide has had to bear, and the things she’s turned to to escape it. “my body is frail/my soul is stained/all things good will be washed away”

5. “daybed” - fka twigs

pov: you’re 24, you’ve been stuck in your hometown, stuck in your childhood home, for the last six years. sure, you find things to do, ways to keep yourself sane. you plan parties, you socialize, you run community events, you gossip with a high society you now resent with every fiber of your being.

but there’s also a lot of time spent exhausted and burnt out and drowning in bed.

“jaded is my father” indeed.

[eudico-my-beloved]

beautiful women save me muscular beautiful butch women i yearn for your protection save me buff women

[jacensolodjo]

Mass Effect Legendary Edition Mod List

Please note I absolutely do mean only MELE. These will NOT work in the OG trilogy at all. Nor are mods backwards compatible. Your fave mods from original Mass Effect 3 cannot be used in MELE. Not without a BUNCH of work on porting it. Some mods from 3 have been ported like this. But not many.

ME3 Tweaks for Legendary

Mass Effect Modder

Save File Editor for Legendary Trilogy

Restored Kaidan for MELE1 and 2, for MELE3 (he’s a tad lighter in 1/2 and definitely way too white in 3.)

Femshep’s Scars Exactly like MShep’s (renegade and ‘normal’)

Vanilla-Like Femshep Hairstyles for ME1 (i just use some save file tweaks for 2 and 3)

More MLM/WLW in MELE1 (Ash and Kaidan. There are also more flirt w/ Shepard regardless of gender options so be sure to check the list of changes in case there’s a char you wouldn’t feel comfortable flirting with your Shep!)

More MLM/WLW in MELE2 (Ash and Kaidan Continuation from 1, Thane, Tali. There are also more flirt w/ Shepard regardless of gender options. See above.)

More WLW in MELE2&3 (Jack and Miranda for both games and JUST them. No word on continuing Thane/Tali/Ash from above in 3)

Restore Jack’s Hair Color in MELE3 (whoever decided she needed ‘highlights’ I have many questions)

Better Armor Bodies for Femshep (no more noodle arms in armor)

New Casuals for Femshep In MELE1 (and Casual Hubs for more chances to see said casuals) / Casual Clothes for Squadmates and Casual Hubs Combined for MELE2 / Expanded Shepard Armory MELE2 (can be used w/ Casual Hubs MELE2) 

Pinnacle Station DLC Rebuilt (Bioware lost it, modders ‘found’ it and put it back in. If you’re curious how/why one loses a DLC. you can read this article. Yes, sometimes it’s because you forget to cherish it.)

Saren Stages (now he doesn’t always look like the geth got to him the entire game which allows for better immersion)

The Illusive Woman AKA New Suit for Femshep, and now available in MELE2 for Kasumi’s mission. As the title says, it is basically a tweaked version of The Illusive Man’s suit. But hey. It’s a suit. For the more butch femsheps. Or people who do not like the dress for Kasumi’s mission or the casino mission. 

Tank Top Casuals for 2 and 3 (with Buff Femshep model) If you use the Expanded Shepard Armory mod, the tanks are already in it. You can read the descriptions for this mod and the ESA mod for more on both. I do not know of the compatibility between the better armor bodies and this mod. I think the buff femshep model only covers the casuals. And unsure of casual hubs for MELE2. If anyone knows let me know.

Charted Worlds (Mineral Deposits and points of interest like for assignments and whatnots now uncovered on the planet map from the get-go in case you don’t feel like traveling the entire planet for any reason. Let no one judge you for making things easier on yourself!)

Galaxy Map Trackers (aka “where in the galaxy do I go for this quest w/o checking the journal constantly like a madman?” let no one judge you for wanting it to be like in the other games where they show up on the galaxy map.)

FISH and Fish Feeder Mod in FISH you can have Kelly offer to take care of your fish without having dinner with her. You can have neutral conversation with her which will not prevent an actual romance down the line if you want. This is more for immersion and not being forced into something you may not feel comfortable doing in the game. If you don’t have dinner with her, remember she will not show up in 3 unless you get the counterpart mod of FISH for LE3. There are mods that remove Kelly entirely which I won’t link to as that makes me uncomfy. Alternatively there are ways to use the save editor to have the game think you had a dinner with Kelly and she will appear in 3. Depends on how you wish to go about it I guess! Fish Feeder Mod removes Kelly from the equation but not Kelly herself from other areas of the game (such as y’know being a great Yeoman). It just takes the VI from 3 and ‘ports’ it to 2. 

One Probe All Resources use only one probe to gain everything on a planet in LE2! Time saving! Ohhh! Less Stress! Ahhh! Like with Charted Worlds and Galaxy Map Trackers, let no one make you feel bad for wanting a less tedious experience!

Note: Let me know if a link breaks or something and I’ll fix it! Please don’t say I forgot a mod. These are just the ones I personally use most.

[salamencerobot]

All deltarune reactions and spoilers for chapter 2 under the cut! After I post this if I have any extra reactions they will be tagged deltarune and deltarune spoilers, so feel free to block those tags!

Ok so 1 fuck toby fox where the FUCK IS THE HEART also I swear someone called that the knife was gonna be used for pie eating. Also how did I not sleep in MORE from that, I should have gone into a food coma

Hiiii susieeee nice to see you!! Wanna go exploring again?!

JDHHDHSD JESUS CHRIST DONT JUMP SCARE ME LIKE THAT I'm glad I can see your eyes still, that's a good thing to keep.

FUCKIN WAIT UP AHHH

it's gonna open to nothing isn't it. We wait what, a year? For just a cliffhanger? That'd be hilarious

HOLY SHIT LYNXGRIFFIN CALLED NOELLE JOINING US THE FUCKING READ OF A LIFETIME

.. ok both of these answers suck. Do I go with be gay do crime or do I go with the love triangle answer. Also damnit no noelle joining us.

SHE LOVES YOU YOU STUPID BUTCH DINOSAUR

Goddamnit.

Ok VERY COOL TRANSITION SCENE.

RALSEI!!

God the pixel art is very well done. Good animations.

"enemies you spare will be recruited to our town" god could you imagine if deltarune ended up being a town building game? Funniest shit.

GOD WHAT IF IT TURNED INTO LIKE POKEMON MYSTERY DUNGEONS?? ID FLIP SHIT DBDGGD

Very cute rooms

Aw we gotta leave? Sadge

Fiiine school project time.

OH SHIT LYNXGRIFFIN CALLED THE DARKROOMS BEING ALL OVER TOWN!! GODDAMN!!

WAIT DID NOELLE GO DOWN THERE?! OH NO

Oooh gween!!

NOELLE!!

Ohhh what the FUCK is that bullshit Nuh uh I'm not being no puppet what the fuucck

Oh thank god you're here ralsei

...are all of the dances based off of charlie brown? Cause I recognize ralsei's, but can't figure out the rest

Mk so in the second part of the story we fight across a long area where we are taunted by our enemy only for the platform we're on to run out of room and dump us in the trash. Again, Undertale parallels here. Wheres mad dummy

Oh Susie is REAL touch starved huh

Oh ffs I wanted Susie time.

Oh fuck yeah Noelle team time- ah. You're really gay huh.

I'm at the meetup scene and GOD I'm glad that alphys and Undyne got most of the pining done off-screen fhdhhdhdh JUST KISS ALREADY DAMNCCHN

Oh good job not getting caught ralsei

Oh dear he's not liking the digital dark world huh.

SUSIE DONT EGG THE FUCKER ON WE'RE GONNA BE HERE FOREVER IF HE DOES THE PUZZLES

YOOO FUR BOY WITH THE FULL SUIT LETS GOO we're ignoring birdboy YOOOO RALSEI POP OFFFF

Mmmh I hate birdboy. Also rip lancer.

Hm... Yeah aight Noelle I get your crush, Susie has the buff rescuer aesthetic.

Oooh shit the dream lie backfired hdhdhdh

AWW NOELLE NO SHE WUVS YOU

Oh that's fucking soft. You gave her a fucking pencil and she just said "aight yeah she's safe"

JDHDGDH THE BACKFIRE OF A FUCKING LIFETIME. God imagine if the screen had been bigger, and Susie looked over, saw the ferris wheel, and just knocked Noelle out so she didn't have to deal with that.

Jdhdh

Awkward fucking teens

AWW NOELLE!!! THAT'S SO SWEEEET!!!

Aight imma need a poster of these two to go next to my alphyne one.

AWW WAGGING TAIL? FUCK THATS CUTE

...

...

...

Aight I'm killing bird bitch. Gonna have fucking turducken.

'oh the good part of the dream is over' AYYYY

Oh please don't try to confess bird bitch... Please..

Oh thats even funnier. Jdhdhdhd THEYRE LESBIANS HAROLD

YEAH CHOKE HIS BITCH ASS OUT HOLY SHIT!!!!!!! DELETE HIM!!

Rip ralsei.

Aight I think this is the final fight so I stocked up on cd bytes.

..oh what the fuck did she do to Noelle.

GET HER ASS SUSIE!!!

...?

Ah. Yeah that... That would be an issue huh.

Hey I noticed the robot but you are a narcissistic bitch I assumed it was a giant statue

I've learned from Steven universe that non-human lesbians can always save the world. Let's do this.

Oh god what are these dumbasses doing. This better be fucking sick.

Oh that is just a clusterfuck huh. I'm glad they didn't try to make it look cohesive it's just a fucking mess I love it.

Wait holy shit she's mettaton mixed with white diamond what the shit?m

WAIT SHES REALLY WHITE DIAMOND WITH THE MIND CONTROL AND EVERYTHING

Ok I'm loving the old super punch out style of fighting it's really fun but I also suck at it.

8-bits fuck off

oh please dont--THANK YOU RALSEI

Ooh it's so important it gets a Capital Letter

HOLY SHIT THE EYE PATTERNS FROM CHAP 1. also I get the moral lesson you gotta balance fiction and reality

I swear to god if Susie kisses her cause Noelle will think it's fake when she wakes up I'm gonna throw hands.

Thank GOD.

Mk fountain time.

HEY SUSIE WHAT THE FUCK DONT SLAP ME

Hm. I like how it encourages you to go to your town, it give it a nice calm wind-down from the adventure.

JFHSHDHD SUSIE YOU EAT CHALK WHAT DO YOU THINK SHES TALKING ABOUT YOU HOOLIGAN??

..why is Susie looking up?

...that is just unessecary. Ow. Out the window, really!

JFHSHDHD MOM SWORE

... why did nobody check on kris for that time? That's just sad

I can't really enjoy chilling with Susie, I just feel sad that nobody checked up on kris.

Aaand she's out.

And then I had that thought, that only blackout drunks and Kris can have. "did... Did I do that?"

OH AGAIN? REALLY??

Oh that's really not good. Uh. Uh oh. That's a Problem. I'm sudden-NO!! FUCK OFF FLOWEY YOU BETTER STAY BACK IN UNDERTALE YOU FUCKER!!!!

ABSOLUTELY THE FUCK NOT.

..was that speech I heard at the end of the credits song?

WAIT SEVEN CHAPTERS I THOUGHT IT WAS GONNA BE ONLY 5?? ooh we getting dlc after the 3-5 pack drops

[magnoliabloomfield]

I have to say something!!! If you don’t want a hetero opinion just keep scrolling!

Ok so here’s the marvel women who I DO love, ok.

But as you can see here THEYRE ALL BUILT PRETTY MUCH THE SAME: skinny, a little curvy, a mans fantasy. Thanks to dropping 27 pounds from food poisoning I’m built like that too now and I’m weak as crap!

Ok now look at Wonder Woman

Also a skinny curvy mantasy (man + fantasy, clever right?)

BUT SOME OF THE OTHER AMAZONS LOOK LIKE THIS:

Why do background amazons get to be buff but Wonder Woman has to be a waif?

So here’s why I personally want Cara Dune to be straight and I ship her and Mando:

She is pretty much the main female in the show in terms of screen time and she is:

Pretty AND Buff

Logically strong

Her boobs are put away but she’s STILL feminine. Who knew that was possible??? (Not most men)

She kicks Mando’s butt

Mando is NOT PUT OFF BY THIS. his masculinity is not so fragile that he has to challenge her to a rematch or be upset at all, he invites her to lunch! He also doesn’t try to seduce her either. This point has a more to do with Mando than Cara... anyway she doesn’t do the Hate or Mate trope either.

He gets knocked out SHE FREAKING DEAD LIFTS HIM IN HIS STEEL ARMOR AND TOWS HIM TO SAFETY. YOUR SKINNY GIRLS COULD NEVER.

(BONUS: that beautiful hair flip 😍)

She shields him with her body. He lays there looking up at her with (what I imagine) heart eyes because this big buff beautiful woman just saved his twinky self.

And that’s what relationships SHOULD be born of!!! MUTUAL RESPECT AND DEEP CARING FRIENDSHIP!!!!

So please let me see a woman be both pretty and strong and get the hot little feminist twinky man if she wants him, and not just be relegated to the trope of buff=butch lesbian background character. (Sorry, I have no idea if the word butch is frowned upon, not intended to offend) show me that it’s not just skinny=straight or skinny=pretty or buff=gay or buff=masculine but women can be ANY combination of things!

So far Cara is beautiful, feminine, buff, strong, respected by the men around her, as of yet seemingly sexually neutral- they haven’t put her in bed with anyone to prove her orientation either way, she’s not relegated to certain tasks because she’s a woman, she’s not had to seduce anyone to do her jobs. SHES A GREAT CHARACTER!! So whichever team she plays for is lucky indeed. And we’re lucky to be able to makeup our own head canons on the subject since nothing is confirmed or denied.

Give me buff female role models and feminist men who love them.

And ALSO give everyone else what they want too because that would be nice. Don’t take something away from someone else just so I can have it.

This is the Way

[tumblezwei]

Despite how little time I actually have these days to sit down and read anything, I’ve developed quite the long list of manga. Some of it’s popular stuff like AoT or Berserk, and others are just trashy series that I’ll never talk about because I have some level of shame. I don’t know where Im leading with this except to give some kind of context for the random manga I’m about to list off. I’ll put genre and a small synopsis, not all of these are going to be to everyone’s tastes, if any of them are, but I highly recommend each one of them. 

We’re gonna start with my favorite and go down

1. The Faraway Paladin

William is a shut-in that dies alone in his apartment and is reincarnated as a baby, surrounded by three undead figures: a mummy, a ghost, and a skeleton. The three raise him as their own son and teach him combat and magic as he tries to figure out the reason he was given a second chance. 

fantasy, adventure, isekai

Please don’t let the isekai description deter you, it’s not a harem, or an ecchi anime, or some power fantasy where Will is the chosen one. It’s focus is mostly on family and Will’s connections with other people and how that strengthens him. It’s only got 28 chapters translated right now, so don’t expect a sweeping saga, but it’s still criminally underrated in a space saturated with mediocre fantasy isekai. But if you do like the story and can’t wait, it’s adapted from a light novel. 

Also just, look at my boy, my beautiful son. 

2. Ebony

5 years ago, Ebony Vonieck was convicted for the murder of her fiance and sent to a women-only prison, where the guards abused and mistreated the inamtes on a daily basis. Then one day, Archduke Schneider somehow managed to free her from her imprisonment and brought her to his manor, where she was tgiven a warm reception and care that she was not used to. Schneider sees in Ebony a level of intelligence and potential that’s wasted on the patriarchal society of her kingdom, and gives her the oppurtunites to grow her skill and work alongside him. 

historical, fantasy, romance

Honestly it would probably be better to just paste the descriptions as they’re given, but I don’t think either description fits with what this story is. No, this is not a stroy where a man comes in and saves the poor woman from the evil other men and tells her she ~just doesn’t know how special she is~. This is a story about a woman taking her life back after everything was stolen from her, and taking the oppurtunities given to her to rise above her percieved worth and gain confidence in herself. Ebony is a fantastic character, and the story is majorily focused on her growth as a person, rather than her romance with Schneider (which hasn’t even started yet in the chapters that have been translated). 

3. A Stepmother's Märchen

At a young age, Shuli was sold off to marry the windowed Marquis of Neuschwanstein and take care of his four children. But suddenly, the Marguis died, leaving Shuli alone in a high society world she knew nothing about. She lived her life under harsh criticism and scorn, even from her own adopted children, until one day she’s pushed down a flight of stairs and dies. But instead of dying, she’s brought back to the day of her husband’s funeral, and begins living her life as the  Marchioness Shuli Von Neuschwanstein, but this time she’s going to do it differently. 

fantasy, romance, drama

At this point you can probably tell my preferences, and guess what this one is going to be about. And you’d be right, it’s about family, rectifying past mistakes, and romance that’s pratically nonexistant because finding out who you are and what you stand for is more important at the moment. Admittedly this one is more on the power fantasy side of Shuli getting to stick it to people who were assholes in previous life, but I still think it’s a good read with some unique and beautiful art. 

4. Mieruko-chan

All of a sudden, Miko is able to see grotesque monsters all around her; but no one else can. Rather than trying to run away or face them, she instead musters all of her courage and... ignores them. Join in on her day-to-day life as she keeps up her best poker face despite the supernatural goings-on.

comedy, supernatural, horror

This one’s mainly just for fun, and to break up the list so you don;t think all of my faves are the exact same lol. You’ve defintely seen at least a few images from this one, even if you don’t remember where they’re from. It’s mostly a gag/slife of life manga about a girl who can suddenly see ghosts everywhere, and tries to keep them from noticing that she can see them as she goes about her daily life. But what you might not know is that it has...a plot? Kind of? There’s defintely an overarching story going on that’s been taking priorty for the most recent chapters, and it’s defintely what kept the story from going stale on me. Overall it’s a fun read with more depth to it than you’d initially expect. 

5. Yeon Lok Heun

Yeon grew up disguised as a boy, living in a monk sancuray learning marital arts as her father went on a journey to get revenge on the people who murdered her mother when she was a baby. When her father gets arrested and is about to be excecuted for his crimes, Yeon begs the young Emperor Garyun to take her life instead. The emperor sees potential in this boy and agrees to spare the father in exchange for the boy’s life-long servitude. The manga follows Yeon solving supernatural problems for the Emperor while trying to keep her identity hidden, even as she falls in love. 

historical, fantasy, romance, action

YEAH IT’S ANOTHER ONE OF THESE. AND? AND??? 

In contrast to the others, however, this one actually isn’t about found family or personal demons, it’s mostly just about Yeon and her supernatural misadventures. And also the romance kind hits you like a freight train. There is no slowburn here, it’s just nonexistant and than WHAM, you’re making frustrated groans at your phone at 2 a.m. because you dorks, you’re in love. It’s fun, a little angsty, and trust me don’t even go into this expecting a breadcrumb trail to the romance just enjoy the story and wait to get hit. 

6. The Emperor and the Female Knight

Paulina is a bastard daughter of a count that was sold off at a young age and trained as a soldier to fight in the ongoing war between Cukda and Acrea. After 6 years fighting in this war, she’s captured by Acrean soldiers as a prisoner. After seeing her potential and dedication, Lucius, Emporer of Acrea, offers her a chance to work under him in his army. 

historical, fantasy, romance

shut up shut up shut up shut up

I’ll only say one think: twink king supreme and his ginormous, stupidly obvious crush on his butch right hand woman. If you want a romance centering around a masculine woman who’s never given that “Cinderella moment” where she realizes she was “beatiful all along,” and instead stays the entire story as a gruff, buff, battle-hardened badass, then this is the story for you. Incredibly funny, good characters, and a poor man that just wants to smooch Paulina so bad but she’s such a musclehead and doesn’t get it. 

7. July as Found by Chance

It starts with Danoh realizing that she has severe gaps in her memory. One minute she’s in class, and the next it’s three days later and she’s in a hospital bed for a check-up on her heart condition. The, she gets flashs of the future, jumbled up images and words that later come true right in front of her eyes. And then she finds the book, with her name inside it. But she’s not the main character, she’s a side character that exists to die. 

romance, drama

Unlike every other manga/manhwa on this list, this one is actually completed. It’s a pretty somber story, about two people that find out they’re characters in a story with a set storyline and no chance of happiness together. It’s mostly about their struggle to find some agency in their situation, no matter how much they’re pulled apart. It’s cute, and sometimes sad, with an incredibly unique take on “characters trapped in a story” that I’ve never seen before and haven’t since. 

And that’s it for now! Each one of these has something unique to offer, in my mind, and deserve a lot more attention than they have. And now you have a glance at what my tastes are lol, if I’m not reading something like this, then it’s something more action oriented or at least more well-known. If you’ve managed to make it to the end, thanks, maybe I’ll do another one of these if people like this one. 

[kaorei-endgame]

There's this Daryl Surat Greater Action Movie postulate (which i only half remember so blame me not him) that goes "female led action movies <something something> falter because <something something> studios won't let directors do the Hard R." Which I bring up in the context of this video game because I remember this weird controversy about the secret ending as it pertains to not only mental health but like.... girl on girl violence? Like it went around the bigger bloggosphere and if I'm playing devil's advocate shoot me but how much literal violence we will swallow (like just.... absolutely.... 6-8 hours of teens beating the shit out of each other) as long as nobody directly verbalizes it? Like haha what's with that moralist shit dude go scream at a cop and let video games be even 1% gross sometimes. It takes me 30 seconds to refocus my eyes after this boss intro:

Usually when they say a WayForward game don't end good, they're talking about that part in the Bloodrayne platformer where you had to make 6 pixel perfect kick jumps off set of floating blood mosquitos while fire's chasing you, am I right??🤣

Well, think about it this way. If most beat 'em ups feel kinda slight and most Way Forward games way too long, River City Girls is exquisitely paced for a Way Forward beat-em-up, especially as a direct-ish sequel to the original, where you could beat the last boss to the end of the game.

I don't know if is this is just all in my head, but as someone who appreciates pink things, bubblegum poppin, oversized jackets, short skirts, and band-aids everywhere, emotionally I gotta approach a Bubblegum Pop video game aesthetic like I'm about to be served the next Lollipop Chainsaw...... specifically with what it's gonna do with my emotions it's rarely some "lived in" shit, if you know what I mean? And the line between "do I feel like I'm playing art about high schoolers, or art about playing chicken with the line of how fuckable you can make a child before someone will call you on it?" is like.... oddly thin? In video games specifically it's like the Macualy Culkin The Good Son of thin ice (but I'll save that for 2021's 2020 Game of the Year Write Ups: Aegis Rim (which will not contradict what I said up there about gross video games so chill🥰much love in 2021).

The risky aesthetic dive is bolstered by a genius soundtrack. Is it synthpop? vaporwave? I am 100% sure a synth or a wave is involved but possibly not both. Album of the Year, and not only because I have found continuous respite this year via "smoking a lot of weed and listening to Smackdown on repeat until I feel like I'm falling into an infinite tunnel in the carpet." While you got an overall great smorgasbord of tracks to beat ass to, sometimes she'll hit you with this insane Stevie Nix-style croon like The Hunt, which is playing off diegetic speakers in the area and fades as you transition out.... I have no idea how to explain what kind of fuckin' vibe that puts you in for a beat 'em up.

Kyouko and Misaki fill in the rest. Part sukeban, part valley, part scene girl, a mismash style of high ponys, varsity jackets, stocks with cute kicks, painted nails on scuffed hands, and pink backpacks (weaponized). They lean femme, yet they slip the beat em up noose of the sexy-cool girl (eg. Blaze) because they're neither sexy nor cool? They're thuggish brutes with a bit of a mean streak. That's the whole point. It don't matter if you're a buff terminator man or a glitzy gyarus, in River City, you gotta be willing to chuck a trashcan.

You know what I'm saying. Kyouko and Misaki are a pair of mutually enabling, oversensitive knuckleheads on a moronic quest that the (maligned?) secret ending reveals was premised on nothing. This may also be described as..... puberty. I don't wanna like... make that argument, but this would not be the same game if it wasn't a pair of brutish morons making trouble for a whole city of equally brutish morons.

They don't make fun beat em ups anymore (not since 2013) but they also don't make games where a soft butch and a hard femme pick on each other for six or seven hours straight. There's that fundamental comedy beat where the smartest person in the dumb-dumb group corrects everyone else, only for their correction to also be wrong? I think this is a game for anyone who has ever sat across from their friend and been like "I am so much smarter than this bitch." One time I thought that sitting across from a person I lived with who also smoked, so we--on my initiative--stole a 5 gal paint drum filled with sand from campus for our personal indoor ashtray and threw our butts into it for a year. I 100% knew I was smarter than that guy.

And yet!! They were still.... my bitch. The girls take selfies together, compliment each other's technicks, go gaga over food, scream about schoolyard drama, and kvech on the various creeps. Part of what makes beat em ups so fun to play is they're something to occupy your basic motor functions while you chill with your besties. This is the fundamental truth of all multiplayer games--vectors for dorks to dish about their day--here it's on the screen. Kyouko and Misaki know they are both the smartest, raddest, coolest, hottest, strongest girl on the block. Occasionally moments of cutscene outre reveal how the cool clique just fucking reviles these girls. But they don't even seem to know they're not part of the cool kids. Or they don't care. They have each other.

[shirtlesssammy]

2x11: Playthings

Then:

These brother have seen some things

Now:

This episode starts off real comforting. Aside from the exposition of a family moving out of an old inn, we’re greeted to a room FULL of creepy old dolls. A show doesn’t even have to try when dolls are thrown in the mix. The room of dolls belongs to Tyler, one of the little girls in the house. She has a dollhouse --a replica of the inn-- that would have made a younger me faint with jealousy. 

The dolls in this dollhouse move around mysteriously though. One moment she places a doll in a rocking chair, and the next he’s sprawled on the floor in front of the stairs --head on backwards. 

She hears a scream and comes out to see her mom calling 911, and the moving guy near death on the floor in front of the stairs. 

(Sidenote: Anybody remember reading The Dollhouse Murders by Betty Ren Wright as a kid? I loved that book.) 

The brothers, meanwhile, are trying to find Ava. Typical Sam can’t just sit and spin his wheels, and wants to work a case about deaths at an inn in Connecticut. Dean wonders why Sam doesn’t want to wallow --”more angst and droopy music and staring out the rainy windows”. AND I HAVE TO STOP AND POINT OUT THAT DEAN HAS DONE ALL OF THIS WHEN HE’S THOUGHT CAS DEAD. Projection looks awful on you Dean. 

They get to the inn and Dean’s pumped about working a haunted house case ---possibly running into Fred and Daphne. Bby boy eventually DID run into Fred and Daphne and I have EMOTIONS. (But, like, real ones. Our little show got a crossover with Scooby-doo!? It’s still surreal to think about sometimes.) 

Sam notices a powerful charm warding off enemies outside the inn. 

The brothers check into the inn. Susan, the owner, tells them that the inn is closing and asks if they’re in the area “antiquing”. Dean readily agrees to go along with their cover. She then asks if they want a king sized bed. Sam corrects her and she apologizes, but poor, poor, repressed, stressed Dean can’t let it go and asks her, “What’d you mean we ‘looked the type’?” 

They get room 237 --and Dean, film buff and noted Stephen King fan-- has no reaction. Boo. 

Sam reviews the deaths so far: a realtor and mover. Someone doesn’t want this family to leave. Dean is more focused on the vibe he’s sending out to the world that makes them think he’s into dudes. Sam succinctly sums it up by saying, “Well, you are kinda butch. Probably think you're overcompensating.” Dean’s nervous reaction kills me every time. 

Walking around the inn later, Sam finds more hoodoo markings. They then go to talk with Susan. In order to talk with her more, Dean sees her collection of antique dolls and tells her that Sam’s a collector.

Sam checks out the dollhouse and notices the doll with the twisted head. Tyler comes in and Sam asks about it. She said that she found it like that. She says that neither Maggie or her would do that because Grandma Rose would be mad. These are all her toys. 

Grandma Rose is upstairs, in a wheelchair, and Sam is forbidden to talk to her about the doll collection. The brothers set to digging up dirt on the grandma. 

Susan learns that the new owners plan on demolishing the hotel. 

Tyler has a tea party while the visiting attorney sits on his bed. There’s a doll sitting on the dollhouse bed as well. Both the dollhouse door and real door to the attorney’s room open. Tyler looks over to the dollhouse and sees the doll hanging from the ceiling. 

The doll’s real life counterpart is likewise occupied. 

Sam watches as the guy is hauled away in a bodybag. Dean asks Susan about what happened. 

He then finds Sam, who is REALLY DRUNK. Sam’s upset he couldn’t save the guy --and Ava (lol, are you sure about that one Sam?). Sam’s deeply upset about Dean’s earlier confession about saving him or killing him. In a moment of clarity, Dean tells Sam that John should never have laid that on them. Sam gets a promise from Dean eventually though. 

Dean heads to the bar and finds Sherwin (the butler?). 

He asks Sherwin about the history of the hotel. Sherwin walks Dean around and shows him pictures of the family in “happier days.” Sherwin notes that Rose will have to live in a senior facility and the only home she’s ever known will be demolished. They look at old pictures, and Rose’s nanny also sported a hoodoo symbol on her pinafore. 

The next morning, Sam’s worshipping at the porcelain throne. Dean checks that Sam doesn’t remember his promise to kill him and then proceeds to tease him mercilessly, Big Brother Style ™. 

The Winchesters head up to talk to Rose, who lives in the attic not-at-all-creepily. (Note to self: live in the attic when I’m extremely old and infirm and invest in a good, old, creaky rocker.) Rose can’t talk, which seems to rule out hoodoo on her part (which requires motor and speech control).

Susan finds them and kicks them the hell out. 

Back inside, the two girls are playing together and not packing. Susan tells her daughter that her friend (!!!) is IMAGINARY!!! Yesssss creepy ghost child time, baby. 

Susan is 100% DONE with Tyler’s buddy Maggie and tells her she’s too old for an imaginary friend. (Somewhere, young Sam is shouting HOW DARE.)

Later, Tyler plays with her dollhouse when the swing on the swingset starts to move.

A cold breeze blows across Susan as she packs the car and she notices the swings moving on the real swingset outside. The teeter-totter starts to move and that’s DEFINITELY NOT THE WIND. While she’s distracted by the haunted playground, her car heads straight for her. It’s R-E-D-R-U-M time. 

Sam saves Susan just in time. They all head straight for the booze. Dean tells her their theories: they thought it was hoodoo but now their money’s on ghost. In response, Susan takes a big swig of liquor. #Relatable

Now their theory is that Grandma Rose was using hoodoo to ward off a malicious spirit, but couldn’t once she had a stroke. Sam tells Susan that she needs to clear the house, including her two daughters. RECORD SCRATCH. Susan only has ONE daughter! They race off to find Tyler and her imaginary friend.

Upstairs, Maggie confronts a terrified Rose. 

Maggie’s going to keep Tyler for herself. MuaHAHAHAHA. “We can have lots of tea parties. Forever and ever and ever….”

Upstairs, the adults are met with a horrifying scene of unbelievable carnage.

For Someone Had Fun with Eyeballs Science:

Susan remembers that her mother had a sister. Would you say a………..twisted sister? Maggie died in the pool and her ghost now haunts the place. 

Cut to Maggie and Tyler dangling from the balcony railing over the pool. Tyler’s scared, but Maggie promises that after she jumps they can be together forever. The adults arrive at the pool just in time to see Maggie hurl Tyler into the pool. Tyler gets tangled in the plastic pool cover (SHUDDER) and breaks free only for Maggie to duck her back underwater. 

Suddenly, Maggie hears another voice! It’s a young girl calling for “Margaret.” Maggie fades out. Sam breaks the glass at last and dives into the pool to save Tyler. 

He hauls Tyler out and to the edge of the pool. There’s a lot of slow motion sorrowful looks between the adults (instead of instant first aid smh) when Tyler spits out water! She’s alive! Tyler reports that Maggie’s gone from the pool. 

Up in the attic, Maggie talks to Rose. They’re striking some kind of deal in order for Maggie to let Susan and Tyler go. “You kept me away for so long,” Maggie says. “I thought you didn’t love me anymore.” She caresses Rose’s cheek.

A little while later, Susan screams from the attic room. Rose is dead! The paramedics declare it another stroke. (A stroke of MURDER.) After Tyler and Susan head out for their new not-at-all-traumatized life, the Winchesters head off as well.

(I planned to put in a caption where Dean comments on Sam getting some MILF action and then Dean just comes right out and SAYS it right in the goddamned script.)

At the Impala of Feelings, they talk about the good times: the case is solved! And...the bad times. Sam reminds Dean of his promise to kill him. 

Back in the house everything is super fine and extra great. Two girls play in the family apartments while Maggie’s doll looks on fondly. 

The Dollquote Murders:

Son of a bitch. … Maggie said it first!

I just figured after Ava there'd be, you know, more angst and droopy music and staring out the rainy windows…

You are kinda butch. Probably think you're overcompensating

You're bossy. And short

That car didn't try to run you down by itself, okay? I mean, I guess it did, technically

Think you could have hooked up some MILF action there, bud

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[minsugapie]

Bodyguard (part 1)

pairing: bodyguard!Jungkook x idol!reader

genre: fluff, fluff, and more fluff

words: 6532

a/n: Happy Birthday to my birth year twin, a truly sweet and sexy boi whom i can’t help but admire his dedication and personality, and my #1 bias wrecker...

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PART 2

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“Y/N, your new bodyguard is starting tomorrow, so be sure to be as welcoming as you can. He will not only be a part of your team, he will be with you at all times. Due to your rising popularity, it is necessary for us to take extra precautions for your safety. You don’t have to talk to him or like him, but it is crucial that you learn to trust him with your life. His main purpose in life has now become your protection.”

What your manager Jin was explaining to you was intense, and you didn’t know what to do with the information. You didn’t want to have someone with you at all times, let alone some butch man you’d never met before. It just didn’t sound appealing to you in the slightest. Plus, how popular were you getting that a man had literally given up his life to serve yours? It wasn’t like you were the goddamn Queen of England.

You knew you were gaining popularity, but you didn’t think you needed a babysitter. At that moment, you couldn’t think of one thing that was positive about this situation. You were a generally a closed-off person when it came to your private affairs, and he was clearly going to be an invasion of that said privacy. 

So, it was safe to say that when you went to bed that night, you didn’t get much sleep, thinking about the possibilities of your not getting along with your new bodyguard. 

When the morning finally rolled around, you knew that you looked tired. Your eyes were puffy, your skin was dull and your hair was just sticking up at all the wrong places. Checking your schedule for the day on your phone, you realized that you had a few interviews to get through today, so you needed to head to hair and makeup right away. 

However, as soon as you walked through the door to your company, you received a text from Jin, telling you to come to his office right away. There’d been a slight change of plans in the morning’s schedule. You headed straight there, only to be greeted by a young face that you’d never seen before when you opened the door. His eyes were looking at his shoes, and he had his hands tucked safely in his pockets. He wasn’t all that large compared to what you thought he would have been. In fact, he looked like your average popular, gym-buff from school, who clearly knew that he was easy on the eyes. 

“This is Jeon Jungkook, your new personal bodyguard. Jeon, this is Y/N,” his voice was strained, looking between the two of you. Hopefully, she was receiving your death glare. You’d barely woken up this morning, before putting on a mask and a hat before leaving your dorm. You were expecting some middle-aged dad-bodied man with old man strength and experience behind his belt to be your bodyguard, but this guy was young, arguably your age, and he was definitely inexperienced. 

When he finally looked up at you, you gave him your best disinterested glare. You’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t acknowledge the clear fact that you also thought he was easy on the eyes. 

Jungkook’s facial expression remained neutral as he bowed in front of you. You reciprocated the action and then turned to Jin again. “I should be getting to hair and makeup...”

“You’re right. You’ve got a busy day ahead of you. Jungkook will be coming with you starting now, so show him around, will you?”

Grumbling, you exited the room, not waiting for Jungkook to follow you, but judging by the quiet footsteps behind you, he was right on your tail. You told him what was behind every door as you passed them. 

Hair and makeup had always been your sanctuary. You put on your favourite music, shut your eyes and let the professionals do their job. But today was different; there was bump in the road. Even thought Jungkook didn’t say much, you could feel his brown eyes on you at all times, unnerving you. You cracked an eye open at him, and he didn’t change expression.

“Jeon,” you tested out his name on your lips. 

“What can I do for you?” He formally asked, never breaking eye-contact with you. 

“You don’t have to look at me at all times. Take a break. I don’t think anything is going to happen to me here. I’m with these people every day,” you insisted, praying for the hair and makeup team to back you up. 

However, the woman currently applying your foundation, trying to give your skin some life, said, “Actually, we were told that he’d be here with you and on watch, so it’s fine.”

You looked at Jungkook, and he nodded. You spoke to him again, “So what’s supposed to happen now? Are you just going to be with me all the time? Don’t you ever get time off?”

“I’m paid extremely well to keep you safe. Vacation is overrated.”

“Ok, but don’t you have to go home at night?”

He looked embarrassed at your question, scratching the back of his neck. “Um, they’ve relocated me to the dorm across the hall from yours…in case something happens at night.”

You groaned. You were being treated like a baby now. That was just great. 

Weeks went by with Jungkook by your side, but he still didn’t talk much. The only thing that he’d had to save you from so far was taking a sip of your coffee that was too hot. He’d noticed how hot it was when he gave it to you, and when you went to drink it, he swiped it away again, and told you that you needed to wait a minute, so you didn’t burn your tongue. 

What a hero. 

You’d gradually accepted that he was here to stay, so you began to share things about your life, receiving the occasional smile. He knew about your cousin (who was like a sister) that you’d always been jealous of although you two had an amazing relationship. He knew about your struggle with self-love and how you’d overcome some dark times in your life. He knew about your dog that lived with your parents that you couldn’t wait to visit. 

He knew you liked to be alone, but he figured out that you liked to be alone all by himself. 

You’d told Jungkook so much about your life that he had to be the person that knew you the best. He saw you every morning when you looked your worst, with an attitude. He saw you with full performance makeup and costume with your charm turned up. 

He would take you to your favourite restaurants that you hadn’t been able to visit since becoming famous, ordering whatever you suggested to him because it was your favourite. He was never picky and ate everything.

He would take you shopping, carrying all your bags with pleasure, and tell you his opinion on whatever you were wearing. According to him, you “looked perfect in anything”, but not matter how often you told him that all you wanted was for him to tell you the truth and be real with you, his response never changed. 

He would sit with you in your apartment and watch your favourite movies when you felt particularly sad or lonely, always asking you the right questions. It was during the movies when he would talk the most. And when you finally fell asleep, because you always fell asleep during movies, he would carry you to your bed and make sure that you were tucked in before silently slipping across the hallway to his own place. 

After a few months went by, you’d started to watch Jungkook watch you. Although he felt like a real friend in your heart, he really didn’t act like one. He was strictly professional. He always sported an expressionless face; his posture was always perfect; he made sure never to look you in the eye for too long. He really was all business. 

One night, you were working with two of your company’s producers, Suga and RM, but they were good friends of yours, so they were known to you as Yoon and Monie. Jungkook was sitting in the corner, eyes watching his fingers as you could tell that he was trying not to fall asleep. You couldn’t imagine how boring it would be to follow you around all day, especially writing days. 

“Jeon is taking his job really seriously. I’ve never seen someone so dedicated,” Namjoon commented, bringing his headphones from over his ears. Yoongi followed suit, and the three of you took a break. 

You cocked your head at the man bobbing his head, silently snapping his fingers to stay awake, eyes falling shut. “Yeah, he’s doing a good job, I guess. Although, nothing has been life-threatening so far, so we’ll see.”

You stared at Jungkook until he abruptly sat up straighter and opened his eyes, pushing his hair from his face. It had been getting long, and it often flopped over his eyes. You doubted he’d gotten it trimmed since you two met. A brief thought flashed through your mind, surprising you. Yet, it wasn’t that surprising either… You wanted to run your fingers through his hair, wondering if it was as soft as it looked. 

He noticed the three of you staring at him, and he apologized. It wasn’t like it mattered to any of you what Jungkook did during your studio time. Nothing was going to happen. However, having three people stare at you was surely not the most comfortable thing. 

You yawned, looking at the clock. It was already past midnight, and you had an early morning, so you said, “Hey boys, let’s wrap this up because I have a busy day tomorrow, and this gal needs her beauty sleep.”

Rolling his eyes, Joon teased, “You could sleep for an eternity, and it wouldn’t help.”

Feigning hurt, you squeezed your shirt at your chest and grunted, “Ouch, that shit hurted, Monie.”

“Yah, we all know he’s kidding. Joon was the first person to talk to you when you were a trainee, and actually he tried to hi—ow!” Yoongi’s words were interrupted by Joon’s fist connecting with his arm. 

You smirked at your friends. You were grateful that Joon had spoken to you when he did, and the boys didn’t know it, but you knew that Joon had wanted to ask you out. However, you never led him on because you weren’t allowed to date. “We all know I’m not allowed to date, so it doesn’t matter what Joon thought of me,” you teased, tucking your hair behind your ear before picking up your notebook and resuming your lyric editing. “Besides, I’m not really into music producers as of late…”

Yoongi was back to working before you even said your last statement, clearly also wanting to get to bed, but Joon was distracted. “What do you mean you’re not into them as of late? You were into them at one point? You’re into someone else now?”

Jungkook was watching you carefully, unbeknownst to you. He had been curious about your relationship to the two boys, and how close you actually were. It didn’t surprise him that you had caught the eye of the younger of the two producers, but he had no clue that you weren’t actually allowed to date them…or anyone at all for that matter. 

One other thing caught his attention, however, and it was the fact that you were possibly into a specific someone. It shouldn’t have been important to him, but he was your bodyguard, and he needed to make sure that you were safe and protected. If that meant warding of men who wanted to get you into their bed, then so be it. 

“I’m not sure,” you pondered, eyes flickering over to your bodyguard for a brief moment before wandering around the rest of the room. “I mean, yeah, I was interested in you when I first started out at the company, but now you’re just like an older brother. Recently, my thoughts have been tugging me towards men with a more hands-on profession.”

With a deep sigh, Namjoon turned back to his computer screen, shaking his head. “Women are so confusing…”

You worked in silence for another hour, finally settling on the arrangement of the lyrics before falling asleep in your chair, not phased from being under constant watch. So, when Jungkook saw that you fell asleep, he knew that it was time to take you back to your dorm. “Suga, RM, I better take her home.”

The boys were surprised to hear him speak, probably forgetting that he was in the room. They watched as Jungkook crouched in front of your chair, lightly shaking your shoulder to wake you up. “Y/N,” he whispered, “I’ll take you home, okay?”

Eyes still closed, you didn’t want to wake up. In your groggy state, you mumbled,“Jungkookie, will you carry me to bed tonight too?”

Jungkook was visibly surprised by the nickname you’d called him while the other two boys were surprised at your words, neither having been privy to any information regarding how close you and Jungkook had gotten. 

“I can’t carry you all the way back, so you have to get up,” he whispered, tugging at your arms to pull you into a sitting position. 

You pouted, still not opening your eyes when you bargained, “What about a piggy back?”

He didn’t even blink before he agreed. “Fine, you just have to get up for a minute to get on my back, okay?” You didn’t realize because of how sleepy you were, but Jungkook completely lost all professionalism when talking to you as you were sleepy. There just wasn’t any need because you weren’t rational anyways. 

“Okay,” you yawned, slowly getting to your feet. Cracking one eye open and then the other, you stood on the chair and draped your hands around his shoulders. You legs wrapped around his waist instantly as he held them tightly. 

Yoongi and Namjoon were silently observing the scene unfolding before them. By the way that your hands held him close and head nestled into the crook of his neck, they knew that he was the man with a hands-on profession that you’d mentioned earlier. 

Yoongi couldn’t help but smile when you said quickly, “Don’t forget my bag,” causing Jungkook to scramble around to gather your things with you on his back. 

Right before exiting the studio, Jungkook turned to them and made brief eye-contact. Judging by the slightly painful but also comforted look on his face, he reciprocated any feelings you had, maybe even surpassed them. Hell, Yoongi would have bet that he was in love with you. 

That’s it. That’s what a simple look can give away. 

So when Jungkook, left the room, they spoke about what they saw.

Jungkook, on the other hand, was in agony. Whenever, you asked to be close to him, it twisted the knife just a little but more. But now, with your legs wrapped loosely around his waist and your lips brushing the exposed skin of his neck, he was just about ready to quit being your bodyguard.

The company’s exact words from the interview rang through his ears. If you are offered this position and accept it, you must comply by these conditions amongst many other written ones in the contract. You must not enter into a romantic relationship with the artist. You must not allow her to wander off alone. You must be with her and comply to her requests (unless they go against the rules). You must give your life over to her protection.

It had been easy for him to agree to the terms when he’d been interviewed because he was fuelled by his wanting to provide for his family, who was struggling to make ends meet. He’d never met nor seen you and was convinced that you were just some spoiled idol, who needed protection. What he didn’t think would happen was his feelings coming into play. 

During the drive home, the thought of quitting and never seeing you again hurt enough, probably more so than the discomfort he felt by being around you. He couldn’t quit, especially after you’d asked him to stay with you that night when he tucked you in to bed. He would never trust anyone else to keep you safe the way that he trusted himself to you. 

“Jungkook,” you whispered, grabbing ahold of his wrist before he could walk out of the room, “stay with me tonight.”

“I can’t. I need to go back to my place to shower and get some rest.”

“I don’t want to be alone anymore.” You knew you sounded as if you were going to cry, and it wouldn’t be the first time.

“You’re not alone. I’m just across the hall,” he countered, trying to back away from you again. This time the succeeded. “Goodnight, Y/N.”

Jungkook left you all alone that night, wondering if you even meant anything to him. 

A few more weeks passed, and you accepted the fact that your relationship with Jungkook was purely professional, not that it was really anything else. You admitted to yourself that you developed a large crush on the guy. He was actually perfect, well, perfect for you anyways. Nobody was without their faults. 

You were at your favourite coffee spot, working on your laptop while Jungkook read the free newspaper that was on display at the entrance. He hadn’t wanted to leave the company this afternoon between practices, because there had been news that a sasaeng of yours was running around somewhere close, but you needed some air. So both you and Jungkook were wearing masks and hats, to try to conceal as much as you could. 

However, you’d been spotted in the shop somehow, and there was a swarm around your tables. People aggressively started surrounding the two of you, and for people that supposedly loved you, they sure didn’t care about your well-being. Jungkook stood up and tried to get you out of there as safely and quickly as possible. He didn’t even have to think about it. It was practically the most natural thing he could have done. 

While he was pulling you away and trying to keep people from touching you, there were photos being taking of you, and literally everyone was trying to pull you away from your bodyguard. You didn’t really know what was happening since it was all happening so quickly, but just as you made it to the door of the shop, you felt someone shove you, almost pushing you to the ground. 

Jungkook’s hands wrapped around you, and somehow, he managed to get the both of you out of there and away from the crazy crowd. It really was all a blur. Before you knew it, you were in the car and on the road, out of breath and speechless. You’d never been surrounded like that before when you weren’t at a concert or the airport. In the car, you were able to outrun everyone, so he took you home (where the didn’t know you lived) instead of back to the company. 

When you got there, nobody having followed you, you didn’t get out of the car. Jungkook’s voice finally sounded through the thick car air, and he was asking you, “Are you okay? You need to tell me if you’re fine.”

He was looking you in the eye, longer and with more intensity than he ever had. You were still trying to get it together. You were used to fans and paparazzi, but you weren’t used to being thrown around like you were in a boxing ring. 

“Thank you,” you whispered, reaching over to him and placing a lingering kiss on his mouth without a second thought. 

It was already a long second into the kiss before you even realized what you had done, and when you finally backed away, Jungkook looked stunned. You were stunned that you’d done it. 

After clearing his throat, Jungkook stated simply, “It’s my job,” at the same time as you said, “I’m sorry for that.”

You quickly and immediately covered your face, embarrassed. Before anything else could be said or done you hastily exited the car and rushed to your dorm. You couldn’t believe you’d just done that. There was no way that you’d just kissed Jungkook. He was your bodyguard, and he was completely off limits for multiple reasons. 

Sure, he’d looked extra appealing today, hair wavy and long, face fresh, and a clean smell. His smell, amongst other things about him, affected you. But this clearly was not allowed. You weren’t allowed to date…period, and he wasn’t allowed to date whomever he was guarding, and it your case, you. Your manager had told you that. 

Once you closed the door to your dorm, you groaned and smacked your palm to your forehead. How would you face him tomorrow morning? You’d have to apologize again and tell him that it was a mistake and that it meant nothing. He’d simply gotten you out of a really sticky situation, and you were grateful. That was it. 

It was two days later when you were finally able to look at and to talk to Jungkook again. You wondered if he would initiate any conversation, but it seemed like he was content just waiting and doing his job. Not a good morning greeting was exchanged between the two of you. Maybe he really did think nothing of it, and that you were just a job. 

Secretly, you hoped he didn’t think that. He had to at least think of you as a friend, right?

So when you were in your studio, trying to memorize your new songs, you had to talk to him. His staring was simply driving you insane. “Sorry, but I need to apologize to you again for a couple nights ago after the incident…I didn’t mean to kiss you, and it meant nothing. I was just very thankful that you got me out of that situation when you did…”

“It’s not a big deal, Y/N. It’s my job to keep you happy and safe, and that’s what I did,” Jungkook’s voice sounded sure, but you were unable to read the expression on his face. 

You honestly had no idea what he was thinking most of the time. He had a very good poker face when it came to you. Apparently, he wasn’t all that reserved when he wasn’t with you. He was goofy and liked pushing people’s buttons. You guessed he just didn’t think he could be himself when he was with you. 

“You don’t care that I kissed you?” You asked, nervously playing with a thread on your shirt. Your lyrics were temporarily forgotten.

“No.”

“No, you care? Or no, you don’t care?”

“I do not care,” he didn’t hesitate, but he wouldn’t look at your eyes. His eyes were looking at your feet. 

Jungkook did care, though. He cared a lot because he liked it. In fact, it was something he’d thought about often. You liked ice cream, and he liked watching you eat ice cream. You ate an apple every day at 11:00, and he never missed witnessing it. You bit your lip when you were frustrated. You stuck out your tongue when you concentrated. The list of things you did with your mouth was endless. There was one thing you’d never done, until last night, that he had desperately wanted. 

You didn’t exactly make it easy on him. He was paid to watch you, and you were attractive. He had tried to convince himself many times that it was simply a passing thought, and that it was only because he had to look at you that he thought about it. 

However, since your little kiss in the car the other night, all the thoughts he’d ever had that involved your mouth came rushing to his brain.

So in conclusion, yes, he technically cared like he’d previously admitted to himself, but not in the sense that you were asking. 

After a brief moment, when Jungkook’s eyes finally shifted to yours, you blurted, “Did you like it?”

Now, Jungkook hesitated. You saw the slight fear on his face, but he didn’t give much else away. His body language was still reserved, hands in his pockets, hair covering his face, body looking rigid on the couch. “I could get fired if I answer that question.”

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to say anything…it was a stupid thing to ask. It doesn’t matter. I’m just going to go to the bathroom…” You knew that what you had asked was unfair. He was there for your protection not to fall in love with you (or even just kiss you). 

However, Jungkook grabbed your arm on your way past him just as you were about to exit your studio. “Wait, I didn’t say that I didn’t want to answer it.”

You were confused. What were you supposed to do? Looking him directly, you let your eyes wander around his face, memorizing all the features you’d seen many times before. “I wouldn’t tell anybody, Jungkook. I hope you know that. I like having you as my bodyguard, and I like having you around. You’re my best friend.”

A slight tug on your arm was enough for Jungkook to pull you to him, onto him. It was odd, being this close to him. You were sitting across his legs, face only inches from his. 

“I liked it,” his breath was hot on your lips. You watched his eyes shift between yours and your lips. From this proximity, you noticed things about Jungkook that you never had before. There was a scar on his cheekbone, there were little moles on his face, the brown of his eyes shifted with every blink. 

His head tilted to the side when you didn’t answer, hands hesitantly finding a spot to rest. You wondered again what exactly he was thinking, but you wouldn’t let this moment go to waste. You shifted in his lap, so you were straddling him before hesitantly kissing him again. 

His hands finally found their place on your hips, bringing you closer to him, while yours moved up his chest and liked behind his neck. His lips felt amazing when they were moving against your own. It was different from before because two were actually participating. Jungkook’s mouth opened easily against yours, and it surprised you because the hesitation he seemed to have before had disappeared. 

You were seeing stars behind your eyes as his kisses drugged you. His lips moved expertly, and he seemed to know exactly what you enjoyed, and what he was doing. Your knees squeezed his waist as you moved your hands through his hair. It was as soft as you imagined. 

“Y/N,” Jungkook whispered, making eye contact with you for a second before kissing along your jaw and down your neck to the base of your throat. 

“I know, Jungkook, just don’t stop,” you breathily managed to reply. At this rate, you didn’t think that you’d be able to stop this. You hadn’t realized just how much your body was craving Jungkook until this moment. Judging by his eagerness to keep you close to him, he didn’t want  it to stop either. 

Gaining courage and taking a leap, you pulled at Jungkook, guiding him on top of you on the couch. You’d never be able to look at this couch the same again. You’d forever have the mental imagine of Jungkook laying on top of you on your brain. After this, you were sure that you didn’t want this to be the last time that Jungkook put his lips on yours. 

You crossed your legs around his waist, pulling him to you as close as you were able. His hands, although holding him up, lost all control. He rested his lower body hard onto yours and ran a hand from your knee, down your leg, over your hip, and up to your breast. You were covered in goosebumps (both from the cool air in the studio and how excited the situation at hand made you). 

It had been so long since you’d last been with anyone. When he’d been hired, you the only feeling you felt towards the guy was the fact that you didn’t want to be around him. Now, your feelings had done a full 180º turn. You wouldn’t say you loved him, but you were definitely harbouring a major crush on him. If you didn’t know before, you definitely knew now. 

You couldn’t help but rub up against him. It was becoming too much for you, waiting for him to initiate anything more, so you let your hands move up his shirt, taking your time feeling the muscles underneath. 

He took a sharp intake of breath when he felt your fingers; you figured it was because they were freezing, but there could have been other reasons as well. “Take it off,” you urged him, bringing the shirt up to his shoulders. He wasted no time in removing the article of clothing, evening the playing field when he urged your sweater over your head. 

Jungkook took in your body just as you did his. It was like time stopped at the two of you stared at each other with small smiles on your faces. Neither of you could really believe what was going on, or how it happened.

You knew deep down that you could get Jungkook fired for this, so it wouldn’t be able to leave this room or your dorms, but you hoped Jungkook would be willing to continue seeing you, regardless of his duties and obligations as your official bodyguard. 

You pulled him down to you again, practically forcing his tongue inside your mouth because you wanted it so badly. He smiled against your lips, lightly biting your lower lip to tease you. “Shouldn’t you be working? Your comeback is in two weeks,” he asked between deep kisses. 

“Yeah,” you replied, making no effort to stop what you were doing and get back to work.

There was a knock on the door, followed by Yoongi’s voice, “Y/N, I’m coming in.”

“Holy fuck!” You shoved Jungkook off of you as quickly as possible while trying to find your sweater. You were able to pull it over your head just as Yoongi’s eyes made contact with yours. Jungkook, unfortunately, was still struggling to tug his shirt over his head. 

You knew you were busted. You really needed to remember to lock that door. 

There was a guilty look plastered across your face, your lips pursed together, and you couldn’t look away from Yoongi. He was wearing a knowing smirk as he looked between you and Jungkook, who had finally regained his composure. 

“Your sweatshirt is on backwards, and bunny boy over here is sporting a hard on,” Yoongi commented. You hadn’t realized that you hood was in front until that second, and you automatically blushed.

“Yoongi, you can’t tell anyone!” You blurted, falling to your friend and begging him.

“I’m aware that he could get fired for this, so I won’t say a thing. I’m telling Joon, though, because he can’t be out of the group,” Yoongi promised. 

You looked at Jungkook, and his eyes were wide, looking confused as to what was going on. He was still hard, but there was nothing you could do about it now. You were sure that had Yoongi not come barging in, both of you would be feeling amazing right now. 

Taking a deep breath, you arranged your sweater and sat back down at your desk, picking up your lyrics again. You did need to get back to work. You needed to memorize the lyrics by this afternoon because you’d be learning the choreography then. “Why are you even here, Yoongi?”

Jungkook took a seat on the couch again, leaning his head back. How could he have let it go that far? Surely, this would just make your relationship complicated. He’d never be able to look at you again. 

“You weren’t answering your phone, so they sent me down here to tell you that you need to be in the dance studio in an hour. Good thing I volunteered, or both of you would be in big trouble, and you’d be without a bodyguard,” Yoongi answered you, words hitting Jungkook hard. 

He had to ask himself: what was more important, his job or you? It was so messed up because you were his job. He knew now that he’d spend even more time and effort guarding you because he had deep feelings that were possibly reciprocated. Doubt crossed his mind that you were just using him. After all, you were an idol and he was simply some boy from Busan that was hired to guard you. He hadn’t even wanted to be your bodyguard and had no idea who you were when he accepted the position. 

Fuck it all. 

The looks that you and Jungkook had been sending each other for the next couple days were loaded. You wanted to go back to your apartment and finish what you’d started, but by the end of these long practice days, you were exhausted and didn’t have it in you. 

It was break time in the practice studio, and you were hanging with Jimin, j-hope and Taehyung, three of your backup dancers. They’d been with you since the beginning, and you’d really missed them while you were on your “break”. 

“Jeon is looking at you again,” Jimin commented, playing with your hands. He was a touchy guy, and he calmed you down when he played with your hands. 

“That’s his job, Chim,” you replied, taking a quick peak at Jungkook. He was looking at you, and you knew that it was a different look than it had been before your moment in your personal studio. You hadn’t had a chance to really talk about what had happened, and now that it had sunken in a lot, you were nervous. Today, his long hair was draped over his dark eyes and he looked like he hadn’t gotten much sleep lately. 

“…Yeah, but it’s different, this time,” Taehyung noticed, taking a large swig from his water bottle. 

You continued to stare at Jungkook, a small smile starting to form on your face. 

You hadn’t told him that you wanted to seriously be with him yet, but you were planning to. Actually, it was going to be public. You’d written him a song, and it had taken you only an hour to completely write the lyrics. Yoongi produced it, so it was definitely fire. He meant a lot to you, and as long as he could be with you, you were going to lie to your company. 

It was going to be released as a b-side to your comeback single, and only a select few would know that it was for him. It would be your confession to him.

“Look, they can’t stop staring at each other. I bet they hooked up,” j-hope teased, poking your arm to get you out of the trance you were in. 

Your eyes widened, and you flushed all over.

“Hah! That response confirms it!” Jimin laughed, falling over onto the ground. It wasn’t abnormal for your little circle to be sitting on the floor, laughing, so nobody questioned it. 

“I’m going to have to work so hard to hide this,” you sighed. Jungkook seemed to notice your change of mood. You were no longer smiling or laughing. His smile faded and he looked as though he wanted to go to you and check out the situation right away. You shook your head briefly for him to stay where he was. 

“This is just too good. You’ve followed the rules for your whole life. I’m so proud that you’re saying fuck the system!” Tae was impressed, and you knew at least you had the support of all your friends.

• • • • • •

“Y/N’s comeback single performance last night broke the internet. So many people are buzzing about it. She’s never looked happier, many people noticed, and she seemed more lively and excited. It was a new side of her that everyone never knew that they needed. In addition to the new single, people are questioning the b-side song, which seems to have been written about someone special. She’s yet to comment on it, but we’re hoping that she will soon. The real question, however, is who she whispered Happy Birthday to at the end…” Jungkook’s phone sounded from across the room. 

You had just gotten out of the recording studio. You were working on your album, which was set to come out before Christmas. Jungkook was seated across from you while the producers and your manager took a slight coffee and bathroom break. You laid on the carpeted floor and stretched your back. 

“Y/N, I need to ask you about this song,” Jungkook whispered, visibly shook. 

“Happy Birthday, Jungkook,” you whispered, not moving from your position on the ground. Your eyes remained closed as you smiled. 

“But I don’t understand.”

You sighed. He was sure oblivious sometimes. You got up and went to sit beside him. His hair had gotten longer than you’d ever seen it, and you pushed it back from his face. You quickly removed your hands in case someone walked in. 

Leaning your head on his shoulder, you took a deep breath. Your legs were brushing as you linked your fingers through his. At least this was a position you’d be able to break apart quickly if someone walked it. It was no surprised that the two of you had become friends, and Jin was aware that you’d become friendly (he just didn’t know how friendly). 

“I think I’m in love with you, Y/N,” Jungkook admitted before quickly adding, “and I’m guessing the song was for me? At least, I hope it was…”

“The song was for you because I don’t think I can do any of this without you anymore. I definitely did not think that I’d feel this way towards you, but I do.”

Jungkook was watching your entwined hands as he rubbed his fingers along your knuckles. “So what are we going to do?”

“I think we have to keep us a secret until we feel like we can tell Jin. Who knows? Maybe he will be accepting…”

“I think it will be kind of exciting,” he smiled, leaning his head on yours. “Let me cook you dinner tonight.”

“You’ve cooked me dinner so many times.”

“But tonight will be different. It’ll be our first date,” he interjected. 

“It’s a date.”

Little did the pair know, but there had been a camera, documenting the making of this album, that had accidentally been left on. Jin would know in two days. 

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