#i can't believe they kept this footage from us for two years

[simpin4juicyfruitsnacks]

Ghost Boy pt.1

Bf Juicy x Fem Boys member

(listen I know the Pennhurst asylum is a haunted house/Halloween attraction now but for the sake of the story its abandoned and privately owned)

Following the boys to the rental van, you sigh, “I can't believe I let you guys talk me into this.” Gaege slips his hand into yours, “Come on babe we do haunted videos all the time we’ll be fine.” You roll your eyes and walk to the back where Kevin and Dose are loading up the camera equipment and setting up the mic packs, “Listen I'm just saying I've heard spooky shit about this place and I know the Aussies are out to get me after I pranked them with mouse traps the other night at the last haunted place.” You turn to Kevin so he can help you with your mic and he smiles, “I don't see how they could hold a grudge that was hilarious.” Josh walks up to get his mic followed by Mully, “Yeah it's hilarious now but it wasn't when I jumped out of bed at 3 am because someone played siren sounds on a megaphone and landed in hundreds of mouse traps.” You shrug and help your boyfriend with his mic, “Im surprised you two slept through the setup for that.” Mully pulls his hoodie on, “Yeah I will agree that was pretty impressive but I did break my toe trying to get out of there.” You put your backpack into the trunk then climb into the back row of seats with Gaege and Kevin. Narrator hops into the driver's seat, “Listen with Gabby tagging along we are short one seat so we need to figure out who's gonna sit on the floor, yes it's unsafe but it's our only option.” You decide to take one for the team. As you sit on the floor at Gaege's feet Josh takes the empty seat between Gaege and Kevin. Kev turns on his camera to get some footage on the ride to the filming location and points it at you, “So we're on our way to an abandoned hospital for the night and the fan favorite is stuck sitting on the floor for the next hour. Y/N how are you feeling?” You look up from your phone and laugh, “Honestly I'm pretty comfortable sitting here, but I am really nervous about being stuck with you idiots all night in a haunted ass building." Kevin pans the camera around to Josh, “She's scared me and Mully are going to get revenge for the mousetrap incident.” Gaege looks around Josh at the camera, “Another incident to add to the Boys’ list guys, the mousetrap incident of 2024.” Dose films the ride and everyone talks about how they think the night is gonna go for the rest of the ride. You start to doze off a bit but the car comes to a stop and Narrator yells, “Alright guys we're here.” You stretch in your spot on the floor and sigh as Kev points the camera at you again, “Yay I'm so excited.” He laughs behind the camera, “We love the enthusiasm Y/N.” You crack up a bit and flash the camera a smile before Kevin climbs out of the van. Once everyone climbs out of the van filming starts. The camera turns to Narrator who gives a brief summary of the hospital's history, “Welcome back to the Boys! Today we are here in Pennsylvania at Pennhurst Asylum which is said to be one of the most haunted hospitals in the United States. Rumors of neglect, abuse and torture, tales of patients being chained to the walls, children kept for years in cribs and even murders. This place has some pretty dark history starting from 1908 when it opened, well into the 80s when they finally got shut down. People who've investigated here documented spooky audio recordings, and some pretty unexplainable movement of objects throughout the grounds, other reports include various objects being thrown across the room, visitors being physically pushed and multiple EVPs. So let's see what they've got in store for us.” You shiver adjusting your backpack then grab Gaege’s hand and walk with the group inside the building which has clearly been abandoned for decades. Inside the main corridor Eddie looks at the camera and says, “I wanna clarify that we have permission to be here don't just break into random abandoned buildings its dangerous and we don't want you to get in any trouble for trying to do what we do.” On cue the owner comes out of an office and meets the group, after talking to everyone for a bit he decides to leave for the night.

Pt 2 in the works.

[rainbowsky]

Hi rainbow, please tell me the incident where yibo reserved a rehearsal time slot for zhan under his name at a tencent award show?? ❤️💚

Hi Anon! 😊

This is one of my absolute favorite GGDD CPN of all time.

Fake, fan fiction, CPN.

As everyone knows, 2020 was a really rough year for GG. Not only was he a victim of the 2/27 nightmare, he was the target of serious attacks and harassment all year long. He couldn't go anywhere without security issues, and frequently antis would post about his location and launch mass complaint campaigns against whoever was hosting him.

I can't overstate how scary it was.

GG was laying incredibly low at the time and was rarely seen, and when he was seen it would be a surprise appearance to prevent antis from being able to try to sabotage his schedules.

Tencent Starlight Awards was set to take place on the 20th of December. Everyone was wondering whether GG would attend. There were a lot of rumors, announcements and reports about the stars who would be there, but only vague rumors about GG. Some people were saying he likely wouldn't be there because of 2/27, while others were holding out hope of a surprise appearance from him.

When the rehearsal schedule was leaked online GG did not appear on it at all, which caused some dismay among those who'd been hoping for a surprise appearance.

However, DD was on there, and listed as taking up significantly more rehearsal time than any other artist. Most people were scheduled for a half hour to an hour, while DD was scheduled for a full two hours; a half hour for sound and vocals, another hour and a half for him to rehearse with the dancers (he had been scheduled to do a dance performance but that was later cancelled).

He came under heavy fire from haters who claimed he was too full of himself and taking up too many resources. No matter how badly he was criticized for it, he kept silent and issued no statement about it.

When video footage from the rehearsal leaked online (clearer video here) it was discovered that DD wasn't the only one taking up those time slots. GG was seen rehearsing right after DD (this was also the first time GG's red microphone was seen).

In other words DD had hidden GG's rehearsal time under his name on the schedule - and taken fire for using up so much time - so that GG's rehearsal (and attendance at the event) could remain secret for as long as possible, which would provide maximum protection from sabotage by antis.

Excuse me a moment, I think I have something in my eye... 🥺

And if you look closely in the video you can see GG onstage (on the right), and across from him stands another figure wearing a black hoodie, dark toque, mask and green cargo pants. There was SO MUCH arguing over who that person was!

BXG were saying it was DD (reports said that DD watched GG's rehearsal and took photos and video), solos were saying it was a staff member - they even had elaborate posts with detailed explanations of who it was and supposed evidence confirming it (I wish I had some of those posts saved because they'd be interesting to go over now, but I don't save anti BS).

Then today video emerged of DD's rehearsal that day (which we've already established happened moments before GG's) that shows he was dressed uncannily like the person in the GG rehearsal video.

So this CPN only gets sweeter as the years pass! 😅

And we know the rest. GG went onstage and performed to a massive sea of red light banners that fans had smuggled in to show their support. I already talked a bit about how incredible that moment was in my post about the anti video a couple weeks ago:

We had just spent several months watching GG get trashed and attacked and negatively discussed in the media. He had been lying low for months and months. Many of us wondered whether he’d ever recover. As we all know - in C-ent, artists are routinely canceled and blacklisted, often for apparently minor 'infractions’. We had no reason to believe GG would be able to bounce back.

Then Tencent Starlight Awards comes along, and here’s GG on the red carpet and then onstage, singing in front of a huge audience, and there was a sea of red light banners that fans had smuggled in to show their love and support. And GG was clearly deeply moved by it all, to where he got choked up toward the end.

I don’t think I was the only person bawling my eyes out at that moment. I STILL can’t watch that video without getting choked up. It was such an important moment in GG’s career.

And GG was visibly relieved. I can only imagine how elated he must have been after the event, to see that his career was going to survive.

There was a lot of CPN for that night, much of which emerged from a LRLG fake rumor that discussed the events of that night.

DD was nervous to go onstage so GG gave him his ring to carry in his pocket. DD was seen onstage holding something in his pocket that night.

GG and DD laughed about the BXG light banners, and paid particular attention to one that read, "Dumplings, rice noodles, 3+2 biscuits" which was hanging near the teleprompter and directly in their field of vision onstage.

There was some discussion of DD looking at GG when they were onstage together as part of the final group.

And it closed off with the cryptic "Let's meet in 2022" that has me 🤡 today as I think about the (VERY UNLIKELY) possibility of them being on the same stage for NYE this year.

There was also some well-supported CPN from that night about GG and DD seeing the "river of stars" banner that a BXG was holding up. You can read all about that here.

There was some CPN about DD's bodyguard Lele looking after GG when they were preparing for the final group stage.

I'm sure I've forgotten a lot. We were buried under CPN for days, even weeks after that event! 😅

Those who are curious, the full event can be viewed on YouTube.

Anyway, Anon, hope that answers your question!

[itzynabi]

eve being a mother of five

an: i'm not sure how much i like this but pls enjoy! feedback and reblogs are much appreciated

eve's masterlist // fanmade videos

clip one: 190519 airport

whilst some journalists are expected when the girls go to the airport, they didn't expect to be mobbed

eve could tell that yeji was uncomfortable so she stood between the journalists and her

eve, to the journalists: please back up so the members can have space to walk

some of the journalists moved back and made space so they could walk comfortably

in one of the videos captured by the media eve turned back to yeji

"are you okay, jiji? 🥺"

clip two: 190502 solo vlive

comment: you carry a big bag to music shows, what's in it?

eve: that bag is full of stuff for the members. it has blankets, jackets, books, a few makeup products, toys… basically anything to keep them entertained and that they might need

this was one of the first times midzy's got to see a glimpse of mother eve

she def went viral

clip three: yuna's graduation vlog

yuna: eve unnie made breakfast for me today. it was a special breakfast. and she gave me a congratulations card and gifts for graduating and money and said i just go out with my friends

eve is a rich girl its true

yuna: she said that she'll start helping me with learning how to drive

eve also posted on bubble about yuna's graduation and had everyone in tears 😭😭

clip four: 220516 vlive

ryubi vlive everybody cheer

they were just talking about any and everything

during the live, somebody had been calling ryujin's phone but she kept declining it

ryujin: oh my gosh, seriously!

eve: what?

ryujin showed her the phone and eve rolled her eyes

she took that phone, cleared her throat and then

eve: if you're the one that keeps calling ryujin, then stop. she doesn't want to marry you, stop being delusional

best believe she got in trouble for that

and had to issue a half-assed apology

but midzy's (and every sane kpop stan) applauded her for helping her member

safe to say the person didn't call again

clip five: 220625 solo vlive

eve: i got a car earlier this year and i'm very excited about that

comment: have you gone anywhere?

eve: i've gone to visit my parents and i let them drive it wherever they wanted, same with kibum ahjussi and i've taken the members lots of places. whenever they want to anywhere, i get to take them so i'm very happy about that

BONUS

clip: paris et itzy ep 1

they went on the boat and eve got seasick

yeji: *holding eve's hand* do you feel okay?

eve, who looks five seconds away from throwing up: i'm great! 🤠

yuna: here's water, unnie

eve smiled at her and took the water

ryujin: if you make that face, the editors won't be able to use this footage

chaeryeong: maybe try looking at the sky

the way they were trying to comfort eve and distract her from her discomfort 🥺

lia: that cloud looks like a poop!

cue the members finding shapes in the clouds

clip: weekly idol ep 450

lia: eve unnie doesn't cry easily or often

kwanghee: really?

lia: yeah. i haven't seen her cry that many times – only four times i think – but whenever i do, my heart always hurts

eunhyuk: why?

lia: i just end up thinking "how much pain is she in that she's crying?"

eunhyuk: what about tears of joy?

eve: i don't really get those. sometimes i cry when feeling an emotion, other times i can't, even if i'm feeling that same emotion

yeji: i remember one time as trainees as we were gearing up for debut–

kwanghee: before debut

yeji: –eve unnie cried bcs she was feeling stressed and overwhelmed and i didn't know what to do because i had never seen her cry and when i told lia this, she started crying because she was worried about how stressed unnie must have been

kwanghee: wow! you guys really care for each other

lia, tearing up: of course, she's our member

ryujin: now lia unnie is crying! 😯

eve hugged lia and kissed her head

eve: it's okay, juj

lia: i want unnie to be okay 🥺

eve: i'll always be okay because i have the members

eunhyuk: wahhh. you guys really care for each other

kwanghee, passing lia a tissue: they have a really strong bond

ryujin: it's our teams driving force

©️ kim nabi

[pendarksmindandmadness]

There are times when it feels as if my life is a continuous cycle of "what-if," "might have," and "could have been." I sometimes struggle to believe that whatever is in charge of the universe is doing more than using me as a source of amusement. My life feels like one of those old hidden camera shows where they follow some unsuspecting guy around just to see how long it takes him to realize that it has all been a setup.

So far, it has been 35 years of adulthood. I've been through no less than 6 religions, 4 marriages, 8 other non-marriage relationships, 2 kids (that I know of), 17 jobs I remember clearly, and a few periods of homelessness. Surely whomever is collecting the footage has enough for the "don't be like this guy" segment of the program.

I have stubbornly refused to deprive the world of my pressence, even after two bouts of deep depression, one of which found me with both the means and the opportunity to do so with a simple flick of my pointer finger. I don't even remember what stopped me then, but that was 27 years ago.

Somehow, I have held onto some semblance of sanity, my basic talents, a few added skills, and kept myself from the desperation that leads to prison time or worse. Alcohol and I have a love-hate relationship. Drugs and I never got along. Although I am not totally averse to a holiday shot or puff of a good pipe on a rare occasion, if you catch my meaning. I refrain from both, though, because my "day job" involves kids. And what kind of a crap example would I be?

I have never traveled outside the United States. I've taken a few really long trips along highways within them, however. I may never see some of the places I'd like to except on television or the internet. And, strangely, I'm pretty okay with that. I don't feel like I need to travel to be completed. I do enjoy reading or listening to other people's stories of places they've been. And, admittedly, there is an occasional pang of "that must have been nice."

I've been on a few adventures. Vegas a few times, hikes in mountain passes, ocean beaches, important landmarks such as The Alamo, The Golden Spike Railroad, Roswell, The Grand Canyon, Graceland, as well as all manner of weird little hole in the wall museums on back highways. I've had memories and keepsakes. Some of them are more fondly remembered than others. In the end, I'm certain that I will have far more good memories than bad.

I look back now and wonder how many of the people that were there along the course of this life such as it has been, will remember me being there. I can't help wondering how many people along my 25 or so years in various parts of "B-level" theater will remember I was even there. Does it really matter? Did the productions really matter? I retain skills learned, so in that regard, perhaps the purpose of my being there was served.

I have few lasting regrets. I've learned the hardest way possible, that mistakes can be outlived, that hardships can be overcome, and that fear serves no purpose beyond keeping one cautious. I have also learned that sometimes caution must be thrown to the wind. I've only been in mortal danger once that I remember. That's a story for another day. I've seen creepy times, had weird things happen, and suffered some ugly consequences for ill-planned actions.

But even when I wasn't at my best, nor acting as a shining example of the potential of humanity, I have always found a way. I've never totally been without help or without hope. There are a great many people I remember along the way, who did things as simple as offer me a bottle of water or a sandwich. People that loaned me a few bucks, or a couple hundred. People that gave me a chance to learn a new skill or work a new job. People that gave me a place to stay.

I've tried to repay that to the universe. I have shoveled walks, pulled tree stumps, spent hundreds of sleepless nights watching over kids in some capacity, handed out change to beggars, and even paid for other people's gas or food. Little acts that I can only hope have made a difference.

I don't know how long I have left. I could walk into a bullet or get hit by a bus. I might get cancer or a tumor. Barring any of that, I might live to be 100, which is actually much closer now than I like to believe. What I will not do is fail to live while I'm here. I'm actually curious to see how this show ends. I am interested in what events are still to come in this story. So, I read on.

[bg-sparrow]

Twenty-two years ago, when I was twelve years old in 7th grade, our principal, Mr. Schroyer, came into the lunch room to tell us about the attacks. It was the first I'd heard of them, oblivious that most of my classmates already knew. I was scared to learn that one of the planes, Flight 93, crashed in the county next to us. That was probably, initially, the scariest thing to me. People were hijacking planes and crashing them in Pennsylvania fields.

After lunch, hundreds of students' names were called over the intercom throughout the afternoon to come to the office where their parents were waiting to pick them up. I kept waiting for my name to be called; my dad owned an autobody shop right across the street. I could see it from the windows of my French class. Why wasn't he coming to get me?

Mr. Witt spoke to us about what was happening in Music. His tone was so somber, and he clasped his hands behind is back the whole time. In Art, Mrs. Tremba thought it best we continue working on our projects and not discuss the events. So my typically chatty art class sat in uncomfortable silence painting monochromatic paintings. I don't remember what happened in eighth period. I can't even tell you what class I had. I believe it was chorus and we were left to talk most of the period while our teacher spoke with her colleagues.

In lieu of our vocabulary test, however, Mrs. Lloyd thought it was important for us to know what was happening, and we spent ninth-period English watching the news. It was 2:00 in the afternoon when I first saw footage of the events, and I couldn't believe it. I had the strange memory of watching some guy on a TV show walk down all 110 flights of stairs in the WTC on his hands.

My usually packed bus had three other students on it at the end of the day. Everyone else had been picked up. I thought I heard a plane walking home and felt scared. I called my dad when I got home and asked why he didn't pick me up, but he assured me I was safe. "If I had thought you were in any kind of danger, I would have come for you."

I watched the news until my parents came home from work a little after 5 PM. I wrote a journal entry in my first journal:

It was important for me to note that Flight 93 went down with a fight, because that meant terrorists weren't just crashing planes into random towns and our citizens were making an effort to save lives.

A year later, my best friend at the time, Holly, who I had befriended the week before the attacks, gave me an American flag pin in first-period gym, and we ran our mile on the track with a moment of silence.

On the tenth anniversary, as a new mother, I helped my dad and brother raise an American flag in our front yard on a flag pole my dad made.

On the twentieth anniversary, as I sat around protecting my three kids from a pandemic, I thought about what world events they would have to weather as they got older, and I prayed it was nothing as confusing and wounding as September 11th.

We're all still healing, still trying to understand. To all who defend my flag, my freedom, and the honor of those innocent lives lost, thank you.

Paige Payne

[suzu-kun22]

Care to explain why you’d think Date is in Boss’s body and Iris is dead?

Hell yeah thank you for being interested in my rambling, if none of this makes any sense I apologize, I am going absolutely Insane being hyped for this game. First of all: I have to clarify that the more I think about the game and the trailers that we've already seen, the more sure I am that the game is not going to be a sequel to the resolution ending. At this point I just don't think it would make sense, plus it would conflict with a lot of things that we saw in the trailers. IE: Saito's body is still running around, with a head, and unless it's some kind of sentient robot that has Saito's consciousness in it then that means that his head didn't get blown up and the body is still around. What does this mean? No resolution ending. As of right now, my prevailing theory is that the game is a sequel to the annihilation ending. I can't exactly rule out it being a sequel to the Mizuki ending – and I think that would also be an interesting route to follow – but I'm pretty sure we can safely disregard the Ota and Iris endings from consideration. Since the Iris ending would leave us with Iris dead and we see her in trailers for NI that are not re-used footage from AITSF and clearly depict new events related to the plot of the new game and, this is a bigger one, Ota is missing completely in the trailers. To me this possibly indicates that an ending with both of them dead is a possibility, and the scenes that we see in the trailers are a flashback to before she died. I also think it's possible that Iris is dead because the scenes we see of her in the trailers are universally framed as flashbacks. The scene of her clutching her head and collapsing (seemingly screaming?) Mizuki is shown as being 12 years old still, and the only other image of Iris is her in a high school uniform. Japanese high school students graduate at 17-18. She was 18 in the first game, and I believe no longer in high school, AND we saw a younger looking mermaid girl here too, implying this to be a flashback as well. Possibly a somnium.

I have other theories about the scene where she falls over and clutches her head screaming, but we'll start with the big two questions here Date's personality being inside Boss' body is a theory that is kind of entirely reliant on the game being a sequel to the Annihilation ending, because my train of thought here was that I cannot Imagine Saito keeping Aiba around after taking his body back. Not only would she be a major liability (having the ability to incapacitate him so easily) but she would also stubbornly refuse to be removed from Date. Since this ending also includes Pewter staying alive and (presumably) employed, my train of thought here is that Date's personality was left in Boss' body after Saito forced the switch. Date then asked Pewter to remove Aiba's memories of what happened and kept an eye on Mizuki without telling anyone that he was actually Date. Basically, I think the one in Saito's body is actually Saito Sejima, and I don't think he's going to be the killer necessarily, but he's definitely going to play a very big role in the plot of this game if I'm right. There are two images of him in the story trailer, and the first of the two goes along with the line "I don't really wanna talk about him", and the face he's make is not one that I could ever see Date making. My guess here is that Saito, after taking his body back, did something horrible (my guess would be killing Hitomi or someone else that Date cared for) and essentially framed Date for the crime.

This also raises the possibility that the game isn't a sequel to any route in particular. Perhaps it takes place in an alternate timeline from the first game (something Uchikoshi would probably do, let's be honest) where the events of the first game ended totally differently. But idk, we'll see if any of this is right. I am about to snap. I hope you enjoyed my incoherent rambling!

[akookminsupporter]

Hello there, I want to add a thing to the whole "Jikookers are so delulu"-discourse or rather the kind of united front that seems to exist against them in the fandom and how it honestly changed my perspective on Jikook.

So I've been an ARMY since 2015-ish. I was really new to this whole stanning business since I never had any interest in keeping up with any celebrities or the charts before (and still pretty much don't lol). I didn't really have social media except for Tumblr and at the beginning I really just binged myself through their original content while staying blissfully ignorant to the fandom and popular narratives within it until like 2017/18 ish.

I had always liked Jikook's dynamic, cooing over how JM always loudly proclaimed his affections for JK and how JK in turn always seemed to follow him around everywhere and gradually I noticed bits and pieces about them over the years that made me raise my eyebrows (especially Kook's raw, unexpected reactions sometimes made me pause), but I eventually always waved them away every time.

As I like to say, with Jikook I always liked and tried to remain in my sphere of chaotic neutrality, I'm just here to enjoy the memes and coo over how cute they are lol. I also didn't want to pry more into the member's private lifes than they already have to expose to us; I didn't want to play detective. And when "clues" popped up my gut instict was to close my eyes and go "I didn't see anything!"

On top of that I'm always wary of being manipulated and soooo sceptical to believe anything that I see on screen, that sometimes I can't even say in good conscience that I think BTS are good people, even if in my mind I would say I believe that.

My paranoid brain: HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?? What if everything you're seeing is fake??!! What if tomorrow it comes out they have murdered a million kittens and you invested time and emotions into and suffered through year-long ridicule and harassment for people who aren't even worth it??!!

Then the rational part of my brain argues that there are some things you can't consistently fake over the course of 7-10 years, in countless hours of footage, especially in unedited footage, especially at the very back of videos from where it can barely be picked up by the cameras, from recounts of people who actually met them and had pleasant experiences with them, from all the times they have gone above and beyond what is strictly necessary to say or do something good, something that doesn't always put them in a favourable position.

Parasocial relationship or not, it doesn't really matter. You might know friends or relatives for all your life and could still be betrayed by them; they could still be horrible people behind the scene. We shouldn't be shamed for something so human as forming empathetic connections with others, no matter how far away they seem from us.

But mild existential crisis aside, what I meant to say is just that it made it even harder for me to accept most things I saw play out on screen. And I also think this is a lot of where the insecure"If Jikook really was a couple they wouldn't act so close on camera"-people come from, so honestly I can't blame them all that much sometimes, as I feel sympathy for them.

Ok. Back on track. My first big "Oh" moments were all sometime around 2016 but I was still not really thinking anything of the two from that point onwards. But I guess it did kind of stick with me and then over the years the amount of 'sus' moments just kept piling on and on, but I always pushed it back into my mind because I didn't want to assume anything. I made it through the release of GCFT and several other meltdown-inducing milestones without thinking they might be 'real' trying to maintain that mindset of the neutral sceptic lol.

And after 2019, engaging more with the fandom and seeing other people see what I saw it just slowly pushed me to my breaking point.

But you know what really pushed me over the edge to believe they might be legit together? The antis.

I always tried to remain sceptical and think about at least one counter-argument as to not succumb to blind bias. Imagine my utter meltdown at the ARMY + JM tattoo because how tf can you possibly explain that away? The way the fandom just jumped at the flimsy OT7 explanation even if it is dictated on and would fall completely apart if it wasn't for that one missing line in the A, just boggles my mind! That was the first instance that made me think "Wow, people are really going above and beyond to dismiss them." And from that point onwards it just got more and more ridiculous.

"I do that with my brother all the time!!!"

(As someone who actually has an older brother big fat yikes).

"IT'S JUST FANSERVICE!!"

(I've already left a long rant about that bs lol)

"Pff nooo ofc he is not sucking on his ear, you're soo delusional omg! His chin just got stuck to his face."

(The most hilariously ridiculous of them all. The fact is: my dude just sucked on JM's ear in front of 60K people and yelled out I love you. You can interpret that however you like? Don't think they are romantically involved? That's more than fine. But why twist the facts?)

"STOP MAKING IT ABOUT SHIPS! OH MA GAHD THAT'S SO DISRESPECTFUL!"

(Ok then, next time I want to praise JK's artistry in a video where he exclusively filmed JM, or a performance by the INDIVIDUALS JM and JK who have nothing to do with each other at all, I'll be sure not to mention them or their teamwork, wouldn't want to be disrespectful after all 🤡)

At this point I have chronical backpain just from seeing the amount of ridiculous mental gymnastics people do to discredit every possible "Jikook moment". And that was finally the moment where I went:

"Oh my God, you don't want to be that person. Whatever the hell these people are doing is a lot more delulu than simply thinking Jikook might be together."

If it turns out I'm wrong tomorrow, then that's that, but at least I won't be so blinded by paranoia that I completely twist the facts to fit some agenda.

Thinking they couldn't possibly be together is not the inherently more logical or less delusional assumption.

Honestly there is a lot of internalized homophobia in that train of thought. What is it about two men who have gone through so much together over the course of several years falling in love and forming a commited, romantic relationship with e/o that is so absurd and ridiculous? Why does it seem to scare people that much?

At the end of the day for all the joy that they brought to my life I just wish them happiness in whatever form that may be.

So now I am finally at peace lol. Sorry this is so long, but I hope this can help other 'neutral sceptics' out there.

“You might know friends or relatives for all your life and could still be betrayed by them; they could still be horrible people behind the scene. We shouldn't be shamed for something so human as forming empathetic connections with others, no matter how far away they seem from us.”

“Whatever the hell these people are doing is a lot more delulu than simply thinking Jikook might be together."

Thanks for sharing your journey, anon. I guess one thing I will never understand is the desperate need of a part of this fandom to deny the mere possibility that Jikook is real. The absurd reasons why, according to them, it can't be real. And I can't believe the blatant hypocrisy regarding other ships, they find all the problems in the world with jikook and their shippers but that same energy doesn't seem to exist when it comes to other ships and their shippers.

[yaz-the-spaz]

I was always curious about one thing. Zerrie was fake, Zigi still is, but what about Rebecca and Geneva? Were they beards/pr too?

i do believe rebecca was probably pr...maybe i'm wrong and they genuinely did have some connection b/t them but imo it made absolutely no sense for a mid 20-something year old woman with kids to be dating a (barely legal) teenager, and txf def seems to have a history where they loved to use hamfisted "relationships" between contestants to promo the show and/or promo their bigger acts - your two series runner-ups (or 'rejects' as the dailymail so lovingly refers to them lol) dating makes for great headlines. and ofc it came right at the end of the txf live tour when they would've had not much else to help generate promo for the show/franchise, and which would've kept ppl's interest up just in time for the start of the upcoming season (which began airing less than a month after the break-up announcement).

then there's the fact that they were first spotted together coming out of a nightclub which just screams pr. if it wasn't about headlines they could've very easily used a back door or side entrance rather than the front door or somewhere where paps would obviously be waiting. they also could've gone to a club somewhere much more lowkey where they wouldn't be so easily spotted or papped (i'm sure there's plenty around london). on top of that the only pictures i've seen of them together don't even look very romantic at all tbh - in most of the ones from the nightclub for instance zayn is standing like 2-3 feet away from her, and in the ones where he's actually making physical contact with her his arm is either stretched out to her to from a bunch of feet away or just looks like he's awkwardly guiding/pushing her like someone just reminded him he's supposed to be touching her and he didn't know what to do lol. there's even some pics of them in a car afterwards and there's a second girl sitting between them in the car (who also got caught in a couple of the pics coming out of the club)...not very romantic to bring along a third wheel to your date night and let that third wheel sit between you after your date lol

the only other pics of them i could find are just moments where they happen to be sitting or standing next to/nearby each other not really interacting (in one of them zayn is walking like 4 feet apart from her with his head down and his eyes glued to his phone screen - if that doesn't scream we're madly in love idk what does lmao)

(also, this is a little separate from z & rebecca's specific situation since that happened after the show & live tour was mostly over, but in general for a show like txf to even allow open dating b/t contestants is kinda weird and sus when you think about it cause normally on reality shows like those it's built into the contract to specifically bar contestants from publicly dating so as to avoid dealing with any complications that might cause issues for the show, like if someone got pregnant/or assaulted/got a serious std/whatever and had to leave the show/tour before it was over)

(to your second point, can't speak to geneva for sure as there's not much out there of them together and they don't appear to really ever have been used for any sort of promo i don't believe, but that coupled with zayn's behavior/body language around her in the little bit of public footage there is available of them, makes me lean toward them potentially being genuine. he at least seemed more genuinely comfortable around her than i've ever seen him with any of the beards lol, so even if they didn't have a full-on relationship i could definitely believe they at least hooked-up or something along those lines)

[nightswithkookmin]

JIKOOK IS WILD'N BEHIND SUGA- AGAIN

It's official, Jikook don lost their minds- or they is madly in love- whatever y'all kids call it these days. Chilee, can't even tell the difference any more at this point. Sigh. When I tell you Jikook is real. Please Jikook is real.

Remember the thing they used to do behind suga in interviews when they were teens? Holding hands behind Suga and what not? They. Are. Still. Doing. It. Again. In. 2020. y'all

I can't with their asses.

I've said this before, I don't do these kinds of analysis- video analysis I mean. I literally can't do it. Lol. If I could I would. Y'all don't know how many days it's taken me to work this simple video edit. And even that I still had to solicit the help of my bestie- I'm starting to think she's more delusional than I am at this point. Lol. Bless her.

Anywho, we went through all that trouble falling on the video editing skills we don't have- well I don't have, I think she did great; not because of Jikook sneaky ass holding hands behind unsuspecting Suga in the the dynamite MV shooting sketch video- which Suga, It's been seven years and you still don't know what goes on between Jikook behind your back?? Jikook are smooth criminals but I'm starting to think Suga in on this. Smirk.

Suga is an accomplice y'all. Enabling these shenanigans as if he don't know. He knows!

Since my last post on VMinKookJoon's tensions, where I talked briefly about the subtle tensions that I've been noticing between Tae and JK throughout this year, it's come to my attention that Tuktukkers are running around the internet claiming the tension between V and Kook, in one of the clips I pointed out, had been because JK had been mad and Jealous over Jin wrapping his hands around Tae...

I respect their hustle. I really do. Plus, I don't like to meddle in other people's delusions- it brings me no joy whatsoever.

But...

Jk wasn't jealous over Tae shit- In my humble opinion. Was he mad at Tae? Yes. Did Tae notice JK was mad at him and hence drew a sad face? Yes he did. The video evidence is there. All of that happened.

If you've not seen the moment I am talking about please check my previous post to see what I'm talking about. I said I was going to delete it- well I lied. Lol.

The tension between Kook and Tae in that Dynamite Shoot Sketch wasn't because JK was jealous that Tae and Jin were flirting and playing around behind him, it was because Tae had almost accidentally exposed Jikook flirting behind Suga- Something, I assume JK thought V had done on purpose. Hear me out.

Tae was sad because, he genuinely didn't intend to pull on JK's shoulder the way he did causing JK to toggle slightly away from Suga- I wish I could show you this in a video analysis. This is frustrating! But I suck at tech stuff. Ugh!!!

What had happened was:

At the start of that scene, Jimin it seemed wanted to be close to JK- by close I mean he wanted to touch up on JK, feel up on him, kiss up on him, love up on him, hold him, slow dance with him, make love to him- Uno, horny grown up couple stuff. Lol.

Don't mind me.

I don't know what was going through his head in that moment but clearly he was craving some form of physical connection from JK hence why he initiated that contact.

You could see the progression of them drawing closer and closer to eachother, trapping Suga in between them.

Listen, JM is scary when he is high on adrenaline! That's when he starts rubbing JK's thighs and foot and- sweet lord he is wild. Chileeee!

He placed his hand in his pockets and pushed his body against Suga's but once he does that he takes his hand out and tugs on JK's arm or something- smooth criminal this one.

JK noticed what JM was up to so he did the same thing- pushed his body against Suga and held JM's hand. Then there was a cut.

It's hard to spot except for that the two had ended up after the cut sandwiching Suga in between them. Had it not been for Tae that moment would have gone undetected.

Whatever they were doing behind Suga, it seemed Tae had clocked on. He turned his gaze in their direction briefly and looked away suspiciously- Tae... How that man is great at acting but sucks at hiding his feelings beats me. Lmho.

This is the same person y'all swear is hiding a relationship in BTS? He mustn't be feeling emotions for this person then. Chileee.

Dude glanced at JM and exchanged what I could only assume was a disapproving stare at JM in the process. I bet he wanted to scream, 'let's not hold hands behind our hyungs' in that moment. Lol.

I think JK noticed Tae glancing at whatever they were doing with their hands behind Suga but kept his cool- so Jikook, y'all did all of that with a straight face? Damn they slick!

Unfortunately, Jin pushed Tae- I don't know if that was by accident because Jin was just playing around with Tae. However, because Tae had his hand wrapped around JK, he had ended up dragging JK along with him- That's when the Taekook saga began. Lol.

I believe JK had assumed Tae had done that bit on purpose because as I've said it is part of Taekook's dynamics - Tae is constantly teasing and shading JK and even sometimes passive aggressively exposing Jikook's antics as seen in the dynamite MV reaction VLive.

Remember in their earlier dynamics, that moment when JK wanted JM to stand next to him but Tae was in the middle so he kept poking at Tae's ribs to move? And JM too was low key pulling on Tae's shirt to move at the same time but Tae deadass wouldn't move?

I'M DEAD🤣🤣🤣🤣

Tae is that friend! Chileee. I just love him to bits!

I think Jk found it ironic that Tae should place his hand over his shoulders when a few seconds ago he had attempted to separate him from his man which is why he had that look on his face when he glanced at Tae's hand on his shoulder.

Frankly that thing is something that I feel irks JK a lot. Not just when Tae does it, but when RM or Hobi or Suga or anyone else does it.

That's what most of these Jeonlous moments are about really, especially in recent times.

For example, him elbowing RM to get his hands off Jimin in their recent Home performance wasn't because he was jealous. It's more so he was annoyed. If you paid attention to the 'fan service' bit Jikook did in the bedroom scene it's clear they had been given a talking to- to keep things PG, just as RM had indicated in JK's bdae VLive when he said they had all agreed before filming not to do and say certain things.

I could see then why it would irritate JK if anyone else would freely do skinship with JM but then censor him if he tried to do it with Jimin too- know what I mean?

Most of these 'jeonlous' moments are just JK basically saying, let's all be held to the same standards- if I can't do this with Jimin, atatatatatat, neither can y'all.

Gotta keep the same energy.

This is what I mean by stress. You can hide a relationship but you can't hide the stress that comes with keeping that relationship a secret. These kinds of tensions are bound to arise as a result of keeping Jikook a secret.

I mean there is a reason Jikook try so hard not to look like a secret. There is a reason they play off some of their interactions as 'fanservice'. They do that to take the edge off because keeping secrets is hard.

And so when you look at that moment, and you see how freely TaeJin were 'flirting' and having fun openly, but JK and JM had to sneak behind Suga's back to have a moment; and to have Tae pull on JK like that- I get why JK would be triggered. But honestly Tae didn't do it on purpose. Not this time around. Lol

Chileee, JK! You scare me! Lmho. He out here scaring people for no reason! Had Tae looking like he about to call Jimin to arrange a heart to heart meeting with Kook again. Chileeee.

It broke my heart watching that bit because Tae honestly didn't do that bit on purpose. I can vouch for him, JK. It is why Tae had that look on his face. He hadn't intended that bit.

This does not mean however that each time or all the times that Jk has pulled away from Tae when Tae has tried to hold his hands or do certain things with him like in all the times I've mentioned or during the recent On:e concert, that it's because he felt V was trying to sabotage his moments. That's a silly thought.

I can pull out a list of all the times there's been tensions between those two especially this year and I can tell you only a hand full of those moments have anything to do with JK's relationship with JM.

Some are about him trying to enforce his personal boundaries which he does with all the members as well, among other things.

Taekook have their own issues going on which has nothing to do with JM. Whatever falling out they had had in the past, Tae has been really trying to rebuild their connection- they both have been putting in the effort and I hope they can fix things and go back to the way that they were before because I kinda miss the old them. Sigh.

Anywho, when JM noticed what had happened- that Tae had pulled on JK's shoulder , I think he too thought Tae had done that bit on purpose. He dropped his hand from Hobi's shoulder and composed himself. I think he tried to take his hands down but JK wouldn't let go of his hand. Lol.

So when the music started playing and they were all dancing, JK and JM were the only once dancing with Just one hand each and you could see JM's shoulder inches away from Suga- Yoonminers I see you. I love y'all but JM wasn't holding Suga's waist. Don't get any ideas. Lol.

When they started moving away at the end of the video, that's when you can clearly see JM's hand drop down from behind Suga.

Listen, Jikook are smooth criminals but they ain't slick. They tried it. All that body pressed up against Suga, chilee I thought they were going to crash that man.

Jikook have been pretty sneaky this comeback. For good reason I guess. Jk throwing the boy with love sign at JM after JM kicked him during the second day concert, and this moment right here amongst others so far are my favorite.

I love it here.

Please go watch the original footage for yourself and draw your own conclusions.

My conclusion is, 'Jikook gay, Jikook married' Jikook is real, keep supporting them.

Signed,

GOLDY

[silverfoxlou]

your tag on his engagement/sm numbers is exactly how i feel. whatever is happening bts i can't imagine any team not having the resourcefulness to get around label conflicts etc. tbh a small part of me knows louis is stubborn and can be his own worst enemy w planning to perfection but a good team would be able to jump in and override that in a creative way. unseens and lost footage from walls promo there's endless options.

And that’s where the problem lies... his management team is also shit. I kept trying to give them the benefit of the doubt, and that they were operating within the confines of what the label allowed them to do... but they’re so shitty! Even the bare minimum they couldn’t get right. And now?? They like his posts and tweet once every two months when they drop some merch. Louis had to step in to fix the shipping issue as well. Whatever is happening bts, his team is still toeing the line, and looking out for their own self-interests. They’re still not working for Louis. 

Because you’re right, if his team had Louis’ best interests for his career in mind, they wouldn’t just agree and do nothing even if it was Louis who didn’t want to do anything (and I in no way believe that Louis is okay letting the album that he spent so much time and energy on just disappear). There’s still so much they could do without Louis having to participate. It’s so infuriating because we know they have hours and hours of unused footage and probably thousands of photos. Even if they were planning on using some of that footage for something else down the line (along with the footage from all those cameras on stage) there’s probably still some stuff they could use. We’re desperate and willing to accept crumbs at this point and they can’t even do that?? They couldn’t even get an article or two about all the work the fans did in making his album and a 3 year old song chart again. 

I have no idea what’s happening behind the scenes right now, and there’s no communication to even give us a sign that there’s something to look forward to. It’s all just really depressing.

[accioxreparo]

i've listened to "you & me" at least 5 times today and i can't stop thinking about george x reader in someone to you because you said it reminds you of them and AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

CECE OH MY GOD I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS ALL DAY LONG YESTERDAY AND TODAY!!!!

Legit while I was working on that last fic I posted last night and literally all that kept popping into my head was George x reader in STY so have these cute little hc’s about them because ily!!!!

***

It had never really occurred to George to give you a nickname

you were always just ‘Y/N’ to him and he didn’t really think there was any need to call you anything else

it happened during your fourth year and while he himself isn’t able to pinpoint where ‘my love’ came from, Fred remembers clearly

you’d been spending more time than ever with Oliver, especially considering he’d given in and officially had McGonagall make you his assistant captain instead of just saying it

not to mention the fact that Alicia was out for at least a couple months after a particularly bad fall and you were in charge of helping Katie catch up on all the formations  

It’s late, nearing curfew, and the typical sound of you and Oliver bickering can be heard the moment the portrait hole cracks open 

“Regretting trying out yet?” Fred smirks as he sees the dead tired, and frankly annoyed, look on Katie’s face. She falls onto one of the armchairs and her voice comes out muffled. “I’m getting there.”

George, however, has his eyes trained on you and Oliver arguing. It was a sight everybody was used to but it looks different now. It sounds different too. 

“Babe, I’m telling you, that maneuver is never going to work.” “Of course it will. Give me three practices and I will have Angelina and Katie perfecting these moves.” “I’ll give you half of one to give it a try.” “Two?” “One, final offer.” “You’re so difficult.” “Whatever you say, babe.” “Don’t call me that.” 

The second Oliver leaves the Common Room George is standing to move next to where you had sat on the floor nearest the large windows without a second thought. He stares at you for a few moments before finally shaking out of his small trance

“When did that happen?” You frown at the question and lean your head on his shoulder just as you have hundreds of times before. “When did what happen?” 

“He means when did Wood start calling you ‘babe’?” Fred interrupts and sits in front of the two of you without hesitation, leaning back on his hands with a smirk. “Is there something we should know about?” 

“I’m offended you’d even think so,” Your nose scrunches a bit and you drop your gloves on the floor beside you. “You’d have to ask him that. Hate it though. Doesn’t suit me. Not from him anyway.” 

And that statement is the one that gets stuck in George’s head and he doesn’t quite know why. Doesn’t suit me, not from him.

Honestly, he doesn’t even know he’s doing it, it just kinda happens without meaning to 

“Hand me those ingredients over there, please, dear?” “Did you catch what Binns said, honey? May or may not have fallen asleep during the lecture again.” “Hogsmeade tomorrow, angel?” 

Most of the time you roll your eyes but don’t say much about it. That is until he breaks out a new one. The last new one. 

“What do you think, my love?” George looks up from where he’d been looking over some of their newest footage only to find you staring at your Charms homework intently

He can read you like a book. The name had caught you off guard and he’s finally gotten a reaction out of you. It’s only confirmed when your head shoots up to look at him. “Sorry, uh, what happened?” 

George tries his hardest not to smile so instead he goes back to the screen in front of him “I asked what you thought about Fred and I making these videos a weekly thing, my love.” 

“I, uh,” You clear your throat, finally managing to look him in the eyes again. “I think it’s, think it’s worth a shot.”

He looks at you once more and gives a nod, “Good.”

A week passes and George has successfully managed to work ‘my love’ into every conversation he has with you, probably enjoying your reaction just a bit too much 

especially when he overhears you scolding Oliver for the nicknames again

“I’ve figured it out,” Fred announces one day after watching you walk away from them with Katie again. “You were jealous.” 

“About what exactly?” George is only half paying attention but the next words that leave Fred’s mouth have him doing a double take. “Of Y/N and Oliver spending so much time together.”

George is silent for just a little bit too long.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He finally says, putting down the thing he’d been working on and glaring at Fred. “Why would I be jealous?” 

“Well I don’t know, Georgie, why are people usually jealous of their friends being close with other people?” 

“Do you ever say anything how it is?” “Do you ever acknowledge anything without deflecting?” 

They stare at each other for a second before George shakes his head and looks at his parchment again. “You’re reading too much into it. Y/N’s done the same thing with Ginny, Mione, and Luna for as long as she’s known them. Started doing it with Harry too. The nicknames mean nothing.” 

Fred knows better than to push any further. He does, however, feel a bit obligated to mention the conversation he’d overheard you having earlier in the Great Hall. “She’s got a date this weekend.” 

George doesn’t look up again but he does stop and put his full attention on the sudden change in topic. “With who?” “Alex Creswell.” “Why?”

He rolls his eyes when Fred laughs at his reaction, finally looking up at him again. “I didn’t know Y/N even knew him.” “They’re partners in Arithmancy apparently.” 

Fred watched closely as George seemed to silently work out what it was he’d just been told. When he couldn’t easily figure out what his thoughts were he asked “What do you think, then?” “About what?” “The date, obviously.” “What am I supposed to think?” 

He lets out a groan and lets his head fall backward before quickly changing the subject, figuring the topic wasn’t going to turn out to be as interesting as he thought

You don’t notice any of the whispers and George doesn’t either

Not when he runs into the Great Hall a couple months later alongside Fred shouting, “You will never guess what happened, my love!” 

Or when the Celestial Ball is held and you both go with other people but you’re constantly by each other’s sides anyway “C’mon, darling, you love this song!” “But, my love, I’m tired.”

Not even when the twins hit their first big milestone on their channel and you throw them a party in the Room of Requirement. “You, my love, always believed in us.” “Well of course, darling, you know how much I love you guys.”

Nothing ever happens though and after those first few months of George shouting ‘my love’ everywhere you went together, everybody else simply gets used to it. 

You get used to it too and you’ve never thought twice about the nickname, one you don’t even realize he doesn’t use with anybody else

You don’t notice it until the fake dating starts. 

It’s then that you backtrack just as you had all those years ago, nervous about who overhears and what it means. 

That’s the thing, though, really. You’re not sure if it even means anything at all and you’re terrified that you’re thinking about it too much where he isn’t. 

The more things evolve in yours and George’s relationship, your fake relationship, the more confused you get. 

You start to hang on to the words whenever you hear ‘my love’ leave his lips, whenever you see them typed on the screen.

Then the looks become a little too long and the touches a little too soft and one day you shake yourself out of the flurry of thoughts you’d let yourself slip into and convince yourself that it’s all in your head.

George calling you my love has always been normal. It means absolutely nothing different now than it did when he first started using the nickname.

Right?

[bluboothalassophile]

Hey I just reread Something Just Like This and I'm wondering if you have more of the Pillow Talk chapter. The one where Jason and Raven decided to leave everything behind and have a normal life together. I really like that idea and wanted to see more. It's ok if you don't want to though, just letting you know that I love your work and can't get enough.

Hello,

I’m down for an add on for Pillow Talk! I hope you enjoy the story! And I’m so glad to hear you’ve enjoyed all the other stories, they’re a lot of fun to write! =)

Pillow Talk In Action...

They hadn’t made it to New York for the end game. They had both gone to NYU, but then she had followed Jason. Jason was a man who needed to be a part of something more, he always had been, he needed to be a part of something bigger than himself. After she had carefully contacted Vic, Jason Todd was erased from everywhere in every known database for their fresh start. Jason had become a Marine, and in that time, he had become a Team guy, and from there she had followed Jason. She wasn’t a good example of a Navy wife; Raven had her own dreams and ambitions now that they were free. She wanted to help people, really help people; not stop bad guys, but heal people.

She was a nurse, she liked helping people, and it felt more productive this way than it ever had as a ‘Hero’. Jason had his career going, she had hers, and somewhere in the middle of their messy, high stress, slightly easy relationship, they had gotten married, and it worked.

Oh, the pressures women put upon themselves to be perfect for their man when he was home, to make it so everything was perfect, it wasn’t something Raven had done for herself. She and Jason had grown up in high stress, and they would never escape it, but when they were together, they were together, and everything else didn’t need to be perfect. She didn’t entice him into arguments over their calls, or letters, but she didn’t hesitate though to rebut him when he was teetering on the edge. He needed balance, and they balanced each other out. They were partners, they were not merely boyfriend-girlfriend safe havens for each other, they were fucking partners.

It had been fifteen years since they were twenty and stupid, running off because of pillow talk. They were thirty-five, and not wise, but settled.

They were married, with two kids, their eldest was three, and their youngest was four months old; and today was the first day Jason was getting to meet their youngest. She had made a deal with Destiny for her children to be human, to be mortal, there’d be no demons from her, and in turn she had surrendered her demon half. Surprisingly she had retained her magic and empathy, and her reserves in magic were still growing. Her kids had magic too.

Raven smiled as she held her toddler’s hand, and her baby was carefully cradled in her hold, the guys were coming, and the other wives were here. Raven saw Jason, he was laughing with one of his guys, the dog at his heel, and his pack slung over his shoulders.

“There’s daddy!” Raven smiled as she released their toddler, the little toddler ran for Ace instead of Jason.

“What the hell!? My own dog stealing my kid!?” he sputtered with laughter as she made her way through the crowd to him, Ace was gleefully lapping up the stickiness of whatever Sawyer had discovered between the car and here. She chuckled as his arm wrapped around her and his lips pressed to her head.

“Obviously Ace is better company,” Raven mused.

“Apparently,” he laughed as he caught Sawyer and swung the squealing boy up to his shoulders. Sawyer roared with unrepentant laughter, his black curls and mischievous dark eyes bright, and his freckles made him look angelic and devious. Jason was enamored with their second child, as was Ace who trotted around them while they walked for their car. Amory didn’t even wake in all the excitement; he was out like a light.

Once they were loaded up and heading home, Sawyer conked out, gripping Ace’s fur, as the dog sat between the kids in the back seat.

“They seem good,” Jason said softly.

“They are,” she smiled.

“So how about you?” he asked, entwining their fingers together.

“I’m fine, it was… it was a little touch and go for a bit, but I’m all better now,” she admitted. Amory’s birth had taken a toll on her mentally and emotionally, and physically, and it’d been a big scare when she had hemorrhaged, but they had saved her, and she was good now; physically. The post-partum depression had hurt like a bitch, and she wasn’t all better now, but she felt she was getting somewhere every day, and Sawyer and Amory needed her; Jason needed her. Her husband smiled as he brought their joined hands to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

“I love you,” he murmured.

“You better, or I’d kick your ass,” she snorted.

“You think you could take me!?” he mocked.

“Any time, any place, any way,” she stated with a smile.

“God, I love it when you’re cocky,” he laughed softly.

There was a loud blast ahead, people screaming as chaos erupted, Jason threw himself over her as the front windshield shattered from someone slamming into it, she didn’t get to scream or shout when Amory and Sawyer were awake, wailing in terror, Ace was in full attack mode. She and Jason were already moving, she was pulling herself to the back seat, while Jason and Ace were out of the car, armed, and moving. She tried her best to sooth Amory and Sawyer, while struggling with the buckles of their car seats.

“Jason! Knife!” she shouted, her husband had one in her hand, she sliced Amory out of his seat carefully before passing him to Jason. Sawyer was screaming as she cut him out of his seat. “I got him Rae,” Jason said, his hands grabbing the toddler carefully. She thanked Jason as she clambered through the glass and twisted mangled parts of metal. Cursing her hips as she made it through, rolling on the ground. Jason passed her Sawyer before moving them, Ace was in protect mode, moving around them like a threatening furry shark of teeth and protective fury. They made it to a café where others were, Jason passed her Amory then.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” she promised her babies, finally getting to examine them carefully, cuts from glass, and minor bruises.

“Rae,” he finally caught her face, examining her.

“I’m good,” she promised him as she soothed Sawyer and Amory. He said nothing, looking out.

“I’m going,” he said.

“I’m coming with,” she said firmly.

“Rae.”

“Don’t even!” she warned. Already she was casting protection spells on their children, there was another mom there, hugging her children. “Lady, can you watch them, we’ll be back,” Raven asked the terrified mom. The mom nodded her head.

“If the dog stays,” she admitted hugging her own kid.

“Ace will stay, Sawyer, you’re going to be mommy’s big boy and watch Amory,” she said to her sniffling toddler. “Mommy and daddy will be right back,” she promised kissing his head as he hugged Amory then.

“Rae,” Jason called.

“Let’s go,” she said grabbing the offered knife as she shrugged out of her coat and draped it over her boys. Ace was on full alert around the kids, growling lowly.

Jason grabbed her hand and they moved out of the shop, she stayed close to her husband, moving to help people, using magic to move them out of the way. Jason provided cover, as they made their way through the fallen cops and civilians. Raven worked swiftly, she didn’t have much to work with, but she worked her empathy, Jason provided cover, killing three aggressors who fired at her when she made it over to help a cop.

There was a blast, she recognized, and she looked at Jason’s flinch. There were more explosions, she ran for them, her magic tearing through her as she hefted up buildings, kept support, pulled people out of the way, Jason moved to keep them safe, he acted as her guard, until they made it to the center of the fight. She threw a portal beneath Flash’s feet when there was a blast of energy going for him, as Jason picked up a discarded weapon and started firing drawing the attention of the enemy. Raven recognized Klarion.

“Well, well, the Gem, they said you were dead,” the Witch Boy sneered.

“Not quite, Witch Boy,” she snapped.

Klarion threw a flurry of spells at her, she hefted up the shields, Jason ran around, moving for a clean kill shot, she sensed. She pulled her magic, throwing Teekl at him, he fired twice at the unsuspecting cat, there was a howl of pain from the cat and witch boy before they disappeared. Jason stood there in the chaos as the old Titans; now members of the Justice League came to take stock. Jason jogged over to her, grabbing her hand and they ran from there. She threw open a portal as they ran, hearing shouts behind them to wait, she dropped them outside the shop, and jogged in to find the other mom soothing Amory and Sawyer, Ace was growling defensively at the doors; his furs up.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Dick had turned to thank the back up they had had; expecting to see Zatanna or Fate, only to see the back of a large man running into a portal, he was thoroughly confused. Cowl footage showed that the newcomers had moved with a degree of training even military personnel didn’t; they moved like League members. Other League members hadn’t questioned it as they went about helping with cleaning up their mess, taking care of Klarion’s dead cat, and the other thugs of this group. There was a lot of carnage, but it appeared that someone had helped many people already before the aftermath.

Battle footage later revealed him looking at Raven, she had aged, dressed as a civilian, her hair was a thick braid, and her cloths covered in dust, blood and grime, the man with her was unidentifiable with his hat, but movements had Dick believing the man to be a Team man or of a similar skillset.

No one believed him about the girl being Raven, the image was too blurred, and there wasn’t corroborating evidence, all that they had was a single shot of a dark haired woman, performing complex magic shielding and holding it against Klarion, and there was the man. The man moved with the woman.

And after three weeks of digging, Dick found himself in a quiet suburb, driving cautiously for a house where he suspected Raven to live. It was a decent house, white, shudders were painted a vibrant red, well kept, there was an American flag hanging out over the porch, but that seemed to be the only patriotic add. There was a pickup in the driveway. The garage was open, as a man worked in it, there was a giggling toddler in the yard, playing with the dog.

“Careful Sawyer, Ace doesn’t like his ears pulled!” a harsh baritone called out as Dick parked his car outside the house.

“I know daddy!” came the giggle.

“Well if you know, don’t do it,” the man appeared. He had on a ball cap, spun backwards, jeans, a t-shirt, and boots, there was grease on his hands, and a rag in a pocket. There were stray curls peaking out of the cap, and a small beard, black hair, red undertones, and he was big. Big as B had been in his prime, Dick’s breath caught in his throat though seeing Jason’s eyes on the stranger as the man went to the toddler playing with the dog.

“Let’s get some lunch,” them man chuckled as there was a stifling cry then. “Sounds like your brother likes that idea.”

“PBnJ!PBnJ!” the toddler chanted.

“Nah, I’m thinking peanut butter and fluffernutter!” the man bartered.

“Mommy says it too much sugar,” the boy sounded mystified at this change, and Dick smiled a bit.

“Then don’t tell mom,” the man disappeared in the house.

Dick sat there for a bit, thinking over this approach before he settled on looking for an old friend. He got out of the car, wincing at some of his bruises from the last conflict, and made his way up the walkway to the door of the house.

It was one Rachel Roth Peters living here, he knew that much. Most of the information he’d gather from social media and other databases hadn’t offered much. She was married, Jason Peters, who was a Team guy, but most of his information was so thoroughly blacked out or encrypted Dick wasn’t getting it on his own. He didn’t even have a picture of the man. Rachel had two sons, Sawyer Alfred Peters and Amory Victor Peters; Dick had thought the middle names to be odd choices, but then Raven had been close to Alfred and Victor. Perhaps it was her homage to her life as Raven.

Lightly rapping the door Dick nervously waited, hearing the thunderous roar of a dog coming for the door, along with a baby’s cry at the disruption, and a toddler’s shout, there was a curse as a man came to the door. Dick was startled when the door was yanked open, and he found himself staring at Jason. Not Jason Peters, his baby brother Jason.

“Jay?”

“Dick?” Jason sputtered.

“You’re alive!” Dick smiled. Dick was startled when Jason grabbed him and threw him in the house, pulling a weapon and the dog going into protect mode, the toddler cried out in shock, and the baby was now screaming with tears.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Jason snarled, Ace backing up, barking, acting as a barrier for the kids’ protection, Dick held his hands up, Jason was in full defense mode. He put himself armed between Dick and the kids, and Dick saw it, Jason was in full fury at this, and on edge. He hadn’t seen his brother in more than twenty years, and this was the greeting he got. Dick had never had the best relationship with Jason though, so despite all the overwhelming love he felt for his little brother now, Jason was ready for killing, not talking.

“Talk!? Did the old man send you!?” Jason snarled, a toddler gripping his leg now, it didn’t make Jason less terrifying. If anything, Jason looked like a furious, overprotective father. Jason looked like a tiger right now, his children were in the presence of the unknown, and his dog was his back up, and Dick had no doubts his baby brother would send that dog to tear his throat out if provoked. So, Dick didn’t make sudden movements, moving slowly as he got back up to his feet, Jason kept his weapon trained on him, and his stance ready to grab the kids and flee.

“No,” he whispered, the absolute righteous fear and fury at Jason’s question on his brother’s face shocked him.

“DADDY!” the toddler cried, big fat tears rolling down his red face.

“Talk! Why the fuck are you here, Dick!?” Jason snarled.

“I… Raven!” he admitted, keeping his movements non-threatening as he backed up a few steps. “It’s been a while, and I mean, we were worried, she just disappeared!”

“Isn’t walking away if you don’t fucking disappear,” his baby brother snarled furiously.

“I just… I wanted to see she was alright.

“She’s fine,” Jason snapped.

“I… how are you, Jay?”

“Not in the mood to be social,” Jason snarled lowly, relaxing enough to bend over and pick up his sobbing toddler, keeping his weapon trained on Dick as he backed up into the kitchen, Ace was by Jason’s legs. Dick moved to keep himself in Jason’s line of sight.

“What happened Jay?”

“We left.”

“You mean Raven…?”

“No, I mean we dickhead,” Jason snapped, putting his weapon away as he soothed the toddler and baby. Dick noted how much the toddler looked like Jason then, curly black hair, freckles, and aquamarine eyes. The toddler was sucking his thumb, all excitement for his sandwich gone; and Dick felt terrible for that as the toddler hid against Jason’s throat. The baby was sniffling in a car seat, there was Chicago Fire playing on the kitchen TV, and the dog was no longer loudly growling, but his fur was up and his attention on Dick.

“How…?”

“None of your fucking business,” Jason snapped as he set the toddler down. “So, what the hell are you doing here if the old fart didn’t send you?”

“I… you… your death broke him, Jay!” Dick snapped hearing the venom in his brother’s question now.

Jason gave a dismissive snort. “Didn’t answer the question Dickhead.”

“Rae vanished, and she was a dear friend, and Vic had no idea where she went, and when I saw the footage, I wanted to make sure she was alright,” he said.

“She’s fine, she’s at work, she’ll be pissed you stopped by,” he snapped.

“Little Wing,” he started.

“You and the old man can go stick, my name is Jason, and if you call me ‘little wing’ ever again I’ll break you in so many ways you’ll be eating out a tube, you are not my brother, you lost that,” Jason snapped furiously as he ran a hand over his toddler’s back.

“I…”

“We’re fine, Rae’s fine, if she wants to fucking talk to you, she’ll get in touch, you tell anyone about us, and I’ll kill you Dick,” Jason warned lowly.

“I wouldn’t… B would want to know you’re alright,” Dick said.

“No, B wants to throw me in Arkham, and I have three reasons that’s not happening, come after me or my family again, Dick and I’ll annihilate you,” Jason snapped.

Dick surrendered; he didn’t understand his brother’s combative nature about this but he wouldn’t start in on that. He instead politely showed himself out and paused at a picture display of a young Raven and Jason.

Jason was in a Marine’s uniform, and Raven was in a white wedding dress, they looked very young and very happy as they smiled at the camera. He noted that Victor was there by Rae, and a few men he didn’t know were by Jay, it looked… it looked happy.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Bruce stared at the photo Dick had brought back, it was Jason, and neatly tucked into Jason’s side was a pregnant Raven, with a toddler sitting on Jason’s shoulders, and a dog happily sitting between Jason and Raven.

Special Warfare Operator First Class Jason Peters had an unorthodox career. He had write ups for exemplar valor, and commendations for his bravery, he was a SEAL, he was Tier One status. He had a praises from his higher ups and his own teammates, and he had been married for seven years to one Rachel Roth, they had been in a long term relationship all through college and before from the implications on their files. They were close.

The family had a toddler son, Sawyer Alfred Peters, which had had Alfred and him actually tearing up. The boy was bright, he had black curly black hair, bright aquamarine eyes, and many freckles. The other child was Amory Victor Peters, who was a four month old now, there were no documented photos that Bruce or Dick could find; even Barbara couldn’t find anything. Rachel and Jason were not on social media and kept quiet lives, focusing on work and their relationships. That wasn’t true, recon had shown Jason spending a lot of time with his team and Raven spent a lot of time with her own friends, they focused on the kids heavily too.

Bruce sat there staring at the photo, he had it put up in his office.

He would never be able to reclaim Jason as his, Jason and he had too much blood between them, and Bruce acknowledged that he had never handled Jason the best possible way he could, and his sone had found a family of his own. Bruce ached to reach out, to beg for Jason’s forgiveness, but knew it would never happen. Jason was unforgiving and unyielding, and so was Bruce. It didn’t matter that twenty years had passed, Bruce knew they would forever clash and Jason could never, and rightfully would never, forgive him.

Still, Bruce decided he’d keep an eye out for his second son and his family. Jason deserved everything he had, and more, Jason deserved the world. Bruce would see to it that his second son’s life was left undisturbed, and hid the records from the prying eyes of his family. Keeping the only photos he had of Jason close and hidden amongst the myriad of other photos he had of his children.

~~~*~*~*~~~

Jason rolled off his wife, gasping for air, she was spent, he was spent, and good God it felt amazing to be home. His fingers traced her stomach, which was littered in stretch marks and still soft from the birth of their second child. He smiled as he looked at her, she chuckled.

“You’re insatisible,” she panted.

“Only for you,” he promised. “For you,” he smiled as he pulled himself over her and kissed her lightly.

“I’m glad I never asked you to leave,” she whispered as her eyes flicked from his lips to his eyes, and she bit her lips so slightly.

“I’m glad I couldn’t make you leave either, little bird,” he promised as he traced her jaw.

There was a framed note on his nightstand which he saw, and smiled at before he looked back at his wife, time for another round! Kissing her hard as he could he dragged her to him, his hands tracing over her body.

“Never been so fucking glad we got those airplane tickets!” he promised.

“JASON!” she gasped as his mouth moved over her skin. He was never so happy for pillow talk as he had been fifteen years ago.

If you're serious and not just talking to the pillow I'll be at the airport with the tickets, bring my bag. If not, keep the bag, and I wish you the best Red.

 -R

[sebs-anxiety-and-insanity]

TW: Implied self harm, implied suicide, c!thomas is a sad mess, cussing

Viewer discretion is advised

Here is the song by city and colour

The way it used to be/ ThVi (its sad)

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This is the story of a man

Thomas sat on his couch, scrolling through Twitter, replying to mentions here and there, just sitting. He felt Virgil lay down on his lap, going seemingly limp against him. Thomas put down his phone to turn his attention to his boyfriend. "You good there, Virge?" He nodded, smiling. "Having anxiety is just exhausting." Thomas sighed. "Why didn't you come get me?" Virgil shook his head. "Didn't wanna bother you, and besides, it wasn't even that bad. Now I am here with you." He turned on his side wrapping his arms around Thomas's waist. Thomas sighed in content. He knew this would be the rest of his life and he was completely happy with it.

Who took for granted everything he had

"I- I'm sorry okay? Please calm down!" Virgil said harshly not wanting to scream anymore than Thomas already had. "NO! WHAT THE HELL?!!! YOU KNEW THAT WAS IMPORTANT TO ME!!! THAT COULD'VE BEEN MY BREAK!!" Virgil shrunk back a bit. "I- I know, but-but I can't help it! Its literally my job!" Thomas huffed. "JUST LEAVE ME ALONE ANXIETY!!!!" Virgil flinched. He called him anxiety instead of his name.... Right as Thomas began to opened his mouth again, Virgil teleported to his room, locking the door.

And how he let it all just slip away

From then on, Virgil didn't act the same, flinching away from touches, hardly speaking and never wanted to be touched really. And a few months after a few more fights and awkward encounters he finally came out of his room he only grabbed a book, one Thomas had never seen before, and left. Returning hours later to say quietly that it would never happen again. And he left. Thomas would've gone after him but he had to go somewhere, and he would always be here when he gets back. Waiting for him since there isn't no where else to go.

Never to return again

He arrived back home sad? He hadn't had any anxiety which was unusual since he was surrounded by a bunch of people, bombarding him with a bunch of questions. He decided now was the time to go check on Virgil, say he is sorry and figure out why everything seemed gloomy. He went into the mind palace, and even the living room which was a neutral space was sad, not as much as everything else but still sad. He walked up the stairs, immediately noticing the bright blue door that had dogs and cats with a couple of frogs, was deepened and cracked, similar things done to the other doors. He walked down closer to Virgil's room, when he heard sobbing. Panic seeping in he ran to Virgils room only to stop dead in his tracks. Patton was crying, and was being cradled by Logan. Janus was in tears on Virgils bed, cradling a piece of fabric. He looked in the bathroom and his blood ran cold. Roman had tears steaming down while harshly talking with Remus, who was in the same state. He couldn't make out what they were saying since they were not audible from where he was. And a single limp arm dangled from the bathtub, red streaks streaming down said arm. Rushing in Roman immediately tried to stop him from seeing, but it was too late. He already saw Virgils lifeless body in a bathtub of red from his bleeding wrists. Tears streaming down his face. He faught against Roman to get to his boyfriends lifeless body. Why did this happen?

Now twenty years have come and gone

"Yeah, well fuck you! You shouldn't still be mourning him! And even if you weren't you still can't pretend I am him!" Anxietys distorted voice rang throughout the room. Thomas flinched. It's been twenty fucking years and they still didnt know anxietys name. And he still looked like Virgil which didnt help shit. He looked up to notice that Anxiety had disappeared. He sighed sitting back down on the couch, head in his hands. god what happened?

And still he wonders what he did so wrong

The next week he stayed in his room, refusing to do anything. Yeah it was twenty years ago but seeing anxiety made it yesterday. He soon created a sick little world in his head, where Virgil never died. And they just broke up. But Thomas knew there was hope of getting Virgil to get back together.

And how that he can win back *his* heart

Anxiety was now scared to be anxiety. Patton always trying to be happy, but failing from time to time, but still always vowing to protect him from such awkward encounters with their host. Anxiety would walk down to get a snack and Thomas would have a date set up for the both of them. Always calling him 'Virgil' and ignoring him saying that he wasnt this 'Virgil' he kept speaking of. And even though he failed, Thomas would always try again. He just had to win Virgils heart back. Ignoring Logan who was trying to get him to stop this behavior.

And finally step outside of the dark

Thomas sniffed the Roses he had bought which was purple, contrary to Anxietys black clothing. Satisfied with the purchase he left, waving goodbye to the owner of the shop, who had remembered his name and a few things about him, since he was in there every day.

He buys fresh roses every day

He offered the flowers to Anxiety once again, who awkwardly pushed them away and teleported out of the situation. He felt horrible, only being known for the past him, and not- ... well, him! Who even said he liked roses.

His favorite flower- so he used to say

It was the middle of the night, and Thomas was sobbing into the covers. The only time he wasn't stuck in his fake world since he was on medication which often made him forget his fake world for the night. He was sobbing, going through various memories of Virgil wearing roses in his hair. He reached over to take another swig of liquor, the all too familiar taste calming him a bit. And anxiety had to watch, since he never slept.

And now the memories are all that he has left

His drinking got more prominent, and even Remus was worried, usually his sticking thoughts and jokes would be there no matter what, but he was drained and focused on his host, not knowing what to do, but watch as this got sickening, even for him. Anxiety was on the same page as Remus, just at a lower volume. But he was the one who had to watch it 24/7 and he couldnt bare to look at his host like this.

I'm afraid he'll drink himself to death

While Thomas kinda creeped him out, Anxiety still felt bad for him, and it was still his job to protect his host. He decided to tell Logan about the rising intake of alcohol each night, slowly turning into spiked coffee, and other things. He really needed to stop...

This is the story of a man

Patton set Anxiety down, preparing himself. "Hey kiddo... I know you know that Virgil, our previous anxiety and friend, has passed... away. But I don't think, we ever told you how.... And for you to fully understand why Thomas is the way he is now, you need to hear the story, and I'm forced to tell it as Roman and Logan have been losing their minds, you know because of Thomas pretending that Virgil is still alive..." tears gathered in his eyes as he continued, telling the story as best he could.

Who took for granted everything he had

Anxiety felt bad for his past self and everyone else... he completely understood what Virgil was going through. But hearing it from his father figure made it twice as hard to pretend to be unphased by the information. This is one sad and frustrating story...

And how he let it all slip away

Anxiety didn't know how to feel for his host, anger? Or pity? He really tried to understand what had happened, but the relationship between Virgil and his host was really confusing, how could it not be? Especially towards the end...

Never to return again

Tears were now forming in Anxietys eyes as it became harder to understand Patton who was sobbing. He had lost his 'son' after all... And Anxiety felt like he lost a brother.

It's clear he moved on long ago

Thomas spiraled even further as he realized that his efforts to get Virgil back with him were futile. And he hated it. He hated it so much. He took another sip of his spiked coffee. Hoping to calm his nerves however he could. But always no matter what, when his meds arent making him somewhat sober minded, he always goes back to believing that he could somehow still win Virgils heart...

But still he clings on to the distant hope

He never slept now, even before he got atleast two hours of sleep. But that didnt happen anymore.. Thomas just stared at the ceiling as flashes of them together played through his mind. They looked so happy... Virgil looked happy...

That he'll come back and make a happy home

Everyone was spiraling as Thomas did, but it took more time for some of them. And Anxiety couldn't help because that would hurt his host even more. Anxiety decided to stop watching his host at night. Staring at the ceiling. He felt utterly useless, and he hated it. He sighed sitting up, the TV turned off, so it was playing footage of what Thomas was doing, and unsurprisingly he was still drinking and crying softly...

And now its him and the bottle all alone

As he spiraled he seemed to remember that his world was fake. And this made him unpredictable, and the others were spiraling with him, anxiety was spiraling the slowest. Which forced him to be the one always watching him. Sometimes he would look over at the TV to check on him and see him under a cherry blossom tree that had a swing hang on it. It was there he seemed the most sane. And numb, which kinda made it terrifying.

Sometimes you'll see him in the yard

You could tell by just looking at him sitting in the swing he was broken. Tears falling slowly, smiling to himself while he mumbles things to himself, something about how beautiful the imagination was. Clutching what seemed to be a purple hoodie.

A wounded man with a desperate heart

It seemed to be all he ever was, anxiety sighed sadly watching as Thomas pulled weeds from purple roses in the imagination. It seemed to be more of a calming thing, but it was still sad to watch.

He kept his Roses (hedges) trimmed nice and neat

Janus was watching Thomas with anxiety one day. Sadly noting that Thomas had replaced the area around the cherry blossom tree to replicate the way it looked when they first got together.

To keep them the way that they used to be

Thomas sat there in the swing admiring his work.

This is the story of a man

He sighed swinging back and forth a bit.

Who took for granted everything he had

After that day he seemed to be getting better, going to see a doctor about his spiraling.

And he let it all just slip away

Thomas was in fact getting better. He had stopped drink as much as he did, but it was a work in progress, and he even got a bit more comfortable around anxiety.

Never to return again

Thomas hung up the purple hoodie on his bathroom door. Just... admiring it sadly.

A single dress hangs on it's own

He would often would often smell the hoodie, it still smelled like him...

A scent of perfume all he has to hold

He remembers fading to his final sleep that night, clinging to the hoodie...

A wasted life waiting on a dream

As he closed his eyes one final time he saw him and Virgil sitting on the swing. Having fun and talking, just enjoying the others presence.

Hoping for things the way they used to be

He was happy, finally. Gone from the world he knew as pain. And he smiled.

This is the story of a man, who took for granted everything he had. And how he let it all just slip away, never to return again...

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Not really proofread so sorry for any mistakes!!!

But uh yeah hope you enjoyed!!

[nightswithkookmin]

RE: JIKOOK ACTING STRANGE

I had already seen these footages had no idea they were the ones you were referring to in your Ask. Chilee. Lol. And thanks to everyone who shed light on that person's Ask for me, I appreciate it.

I keep saying I don't do this kind of analysis. I just watch content, take note of moments that pique my interest and go ahead to reconstruct them- connect dots if you will but for my own amusement of course.

I understand that sometimes when I draw certain conclusions that some agree with me but I doubt if those that agree with me share the same thought process on that with me.

So I ask, why do you feel there's something off in these footages?

Jikook are not acting strange to me. Even if you think they are fighting that's normal to me you know? Lol. Couples fight. It's normal.

But I think you have to take the context of these footages into consideration. They were rehearsing. Now let that sink in.

From the little I've gathered about BTS over the years, their rehearsals and practice can be pretty brutal, tensions run high during such times and the guys have admitted they get pretty sensitive around such times- I mean do you remember Tae and Jin's conflict over Jin's strides during practice?

VMin equally fought during practice when JM wanted Tae to hold off of eating till after practice. Jikook equally said their rain fight was at the practice studio, Jimin nearly killed Namjoon during American hustle life when RM couldn't get the steps JM was teaching him during their dance practice.

Jimin is a perfectionist. He doesn't joke around when he is performing or practicing to perform. All the members have said he is the most disciplined member when it comes to dance and performance. And nobody gets spared. Not even his Jeon Jungkook when he is busy 'working.'

So honestly I disregard any 'tensions' I notice during such moments. It's something but nothing at the same time. For example, notice how JM snapped at Jin during this rehearsal? Did you notice it?

I don't know what was being said but something about Jinkook's part threw JM off and so he stopped dancing and was glaring at them. Jin opened his arms and I assume he was asking why. RM came to, i assume, settle the issue.

Listen Park Jimin is not as delicate behind the scenes as we see on the screens. He pretty much is intimidating and serious looking behind scenes- if rumors and the members attestation is anything to go by.

I wouldn't make anything of that footage.

Besides, Jikook have a tell when they fight. To me that is. I think I've tried explaining that in all the times I've speculated on them fighting. When they are fighting it sets off a chain of reaction in their attitudes and even the attitudes of the members as well.

Their personalities, if you will, are heightened when they fight. JK recoils and retreats into himself while JM becomes more extroverted- for lack of a better analogy. Lol.

For some reason, love I think, JK becomes very affected by Jimin when they are having issues. His entire mood shifts and he closes off, isolates himself from the group and only gradually opens up when Jimin warms up to him- which usually doesn't take long in such periods. From my perspective.

Jimin on the other hand can't stand being mad at JK for long. If you ask me, I think when he is mad at JK it hurts him more than it hurts JK. Sigh.

I have said this countless times, Jikook have a higher make up rate as compared to the other members when they fight. I mean, VMin are soulmate besties but chilee their dumpling fight took two days to two weeks for them to get over it- had it been Jikook, Adele and Taylor Swift would be making a shit ton of money. Bless JK.

Jk mostly appears subdued and remorseful when he argues with JM- unless if he is heavily mad at JM then it's game over for JM. In my opinion.

When during Festa, he talked about calling JM and crying on the phone after his fight with Jimin to say he was sorry- he been keeping the same energy throughout the years whether he openly admits it or not.

He seemed in good spirits in these footages you talked about to me. Jimin sang to him, and JK- I'm not sure if he was trying to tickle JM or carry him on that stage. Lol

But they were roughhousing on that stage, playfully flirting and they kept exchanging glances and looks, JK was orbiting JM as usual and JM was equally admiring him from afar- you know, usual Jikook business. Nothing to see there. Just two lovers chasing coins. Lol.

And in that interview you mentioned, am I the only one who who saw Jikook stealing glances at eachother- even had a moment they both sat staring at eachother while pretending to be listening to Suga talk...

That don't look like hostile stares, or pining to me. That looks like two people hiding a relationship but failing at hiding the intimacy between them, to me.

Jikook are intimate. Whether they fight or not the intimacy is always going to be there between them- until the day they stop loving each other. In my opinion.

Similarly, if things are not going right between them it's going to cast a gloomy halo around them filled with pining, filled with pain, filled with remorse and regret, etc and we will always see through it whether they laugh at eachother's Joke on camera or not.

That's how intimacy works. It's not easy to hide such things. And so when you say you feel something is wrong don't just look at the absence of the interactions between them but look at how that absence of interaction is affecting their intimacy.

If it's not affecting their intimacy it's not a fight, it's not a problem, it's nothing to worry about really. If it's affecting their intimacy then well you know...

To me their 'tensions' are only noteworthy if I see it affecting both of them and by extension the people around them. But that is me. You should come up with your own metric for assessing such things in a way that makes sense to you.

The only questionable moments worth pondering over to me, in those footages was the tension between Namkook during the interview which I'm going to talk about later, and the bit about Jikook not performing their infamous joint to the hip choreo in dynamite during that rehearsal.

Not sure if they are switching up the routine- would explain the confusions on the stage lol.

But of course, this is just my perspective. There isn't any malice behind it. Please do not import malice into it or twist my words around.

Jikook are fine I believe. Just waiting for them to feed us. Keep supporting Jikook.

Signed,

GOLDY