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myg-butterfly · 1 year ago

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Nothing New

Ot7! BTS x Choreographer! Reader (Seokjin x Reader focused)

Summary: You get hurt and have to find a replacement. You just didn't think that replacement extended to your relationship with the BTS members. Will they still want you when you're nothing new?

Tags: ANGST (sorry), eventual fluff, Injured!Reader, Fem!Reader, Bangtan are kind of assholes, this isn't really proofread sorry, I also don't know how this shit actually works with Idol groups so I'm just making shit up lolsies.

A/N: HI omg sorry this took FOREVER. I was gonna have this done this weekend but we went to go visit family so I put this aside omg, but it's finalllyyyy here! I hope this lives up to your expectations. Thank you for all the love on the teaser, and remember, comments and feedback are always soooo appreciated!

Taglist: @bangteezbaby @thelilbutifulthings @hoshi-is-ult-bbg @juju-227592 @kikz165 @plexcaffeinate

All the members had just gotten home from rehearsal, and immediately went to find you just so they could throw silly little tantrums about you not being there.

The way they were pouting reminded you more of kicked puppies than world-wide sensations.

"It's fine guys, I know someone who can cover for me until I get better."

"But we like your choreography better." Taehyung whines into your shoulder and you pat his head in comfort.

"It's just a month or two, Tae."

You had broken your leg about a week ago, and consequently, you couldn't continue choreographing for the group until you were fully healed.

Which meant either the boys paused their learning, or you brought someone else in to cover for you - and you're all aware that pausing isn't really an option.

"But I'll miss you." Your boyfriends were overly dramatic, acting like you were leaving even though you all lived together.

"You'll still see me at home, it's not like I'm dropping off the face of the earth."

He huffs into your shoulder and rolls over so he's sitting next to you normally now.

"Anyway, how have you been? Have you felt okay?" Seokjin sits down on the other side of you and you feel yourself growing a bit shy under his caring stare.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

•••

"Hi! Thank you so much for covering for me. We're on a reall-"

"Save it, it's whatever. I always told you you'd need my help again at some point."

You don't like the implications in her tone but you pass it off with a small chuckle.

"Okay, so they already know 2 out of the 5 numbers for this album, and we were in the middle of learning the 3rd one. I taught it to Hoseok in advance so he can take over for that one. So you wouldn't need to be at the studio until next week. I'll send you the videos I took of the foundation of the other 2 numbers so you can learn it and then teach it."

She looked so uninterested in what you were saying, but you had to be professional.

You called her here in the first place.

"Kay, cool, got it. Also, can I get the guys' numbers? You know, just in case."

"Oh uhm, you can ask them when you see them next week… I'm not sure if they want me giving out their numbers to people they don't really know."

"Well they're gonna know me soon right? Don't be greedy, trying to keep all of them to yourself."

She giggles but you can feel that it's not really one of genuine giddiness and you hope that your discomfort isn't apparent.

"I'll ask them when I see them later today."

You plaster on the best smile you can and she gives you an equally forced one back.

"Okay. Bye!"

She basically struts away and you're left standing there; maybe calling her was the wrong move.

•••

Yep. Calling her was probably the wrong move. But it depends on which side of Y/N you ask.

On the professional side, this is absolutely great. They hit it off right away, all the boys growing comfortable with her rather quick (something HYBE valued a lot), and she was great at her job. Talented, bold, confident, friendly, the whole package.

On a more personal side, this was putting you on edge. How suddenly, all the guys would talk about was 'Joanna said this a rehearsal' or 'Joanna invited us out to eat'. It was always Joanna this Joanna that, and you knew they were just excited to have a new friend, to have someone who shares their passion, you couldn't help but wonder if their feelings for you were simply out of excitement. And now that you're not the newest thing around, would they still want you? Would they still talk about you with the same sparkle in their eyes as they do with Joanna? It left a pit in your chest.

And — yeah, calling her was the definitely the wrong move.

Finally, a long-awaited date with all of you. They were filled with energy, talking and joking on the ride there, and you felt your heart growing lighter, you still had them.

They even helped you get off the car with all the gentleness in the world, helped you get in your seat and made sure you were completely comfortable.

The lightness quickly weighed down into something much heavier when you saw Joanna walk in and make her way to the table.

And the weight felt like it had been dropped to you feet when the guys scooted to make space for her, Namjoon even standing up to hug her and letting her sit first so she'd be in between him and Jungkook.

How long has it been since they hugged you with such happiness?

"Oh my god, Y/N, hi! The boys didn't tell me you would be here."

Something about the way she said "the boys" made your hands itch, almost as much as your throat itched to say 'likewise'.

"Welp. I'm here. Haha."

Dinner wasn't fun, to say the least.

Joanna was blatantly saying shit to embarrass you the entire time, and it even worse, your boyfriends seemed to be soaking up her every word, laughing whenever she pointed out something embarrassing about you when she knew you in high school.

"Yeah! And when we choreographed together, she would always forget her parts." She lets out a giggle and Hoseok laughs too: what's so funny?

"It was only once or twice." You groan, mostly to yourself, but Joanna hears it.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

Everyone laughs at her words again and suddenly, you start to think that staying home was the better option.

"I've always said she has the memory of a goldfish. Sometimes it felt like I was doing all the work because i constantly had to step in and help when Y/N froze up."

She turns to you when she speaks her next question:

"How are you doing now that I haven't been here to clean up after you? Are you making Jimin do it?" She laughs and nudges Jimin, who's sitting next to her, on the shoulder, and he happily shoves back with a bright smile on her face.

"I'm fine, it's rare that I forget stuff lately."

She gasps in a dramatic manner, you wish she would just disappear already.

"You? Not wasting time in rehearsal? Because you forgot? That's unheard of!"

You hate the way pretty much all of the guys laugh at her words: they know how much work you've put into being a good choreographer. Why were they laughing at you?

Suddenly, you feel the person next to you pressing up closer against you: Seokjin.

You look at him and he has a soft smile on his face, but not towards Joanna; his entire focus is on you.

"You have a really good memory darling. We can tell you've worked on it." The knot in your stomach softens its grip after hearing Seokjin's words, and for the first time since you got here, your smile is genuine.

"Anyways, how'd you injure yourself?"

"Oh, we were doing some cardio and I tripped. Fell at an awkward angle and it twisted my leg. Haha."

Joanna laughs a little too hard at this.

"I've always also said that for a supposed dancer you sure are clumsy as hell."

Some of the guys giggle at her comment, and you look down at your lap: why were they laughing at you?

Out of the corner of your eye, you see Seokjin sit up a little straighter, and you suspect he's gonna say something.

"Supposed dancer?" He raised a brow and to most people, it would've seemed like he was just egging onto the joke, but you and the rest of the table could tell that there was a serious undertone to his question.

It was no secret in your relationship with the guys that Seokjin had a specific soft spot for you – in a relationship as big as yours, its bound that all of you will have your weak spots for one another: Jungkook and Namjoon, Jimin and Taehyung, Hoseok and Yoongi, you and Seokjin.

So you were more than relieved when he met your gaze from across the table; he knew you were uncomfortable.

And as everyone knows, he's not one to stay quiet.

"I just mean it's surprising that for someone so clumsy she went into the professional world where coordination is crucial."

Jungkook uses this point to tease Namjoon, and thankfully the attention is taken off of you. You catch Seokjin's stare again and this time it's accompanied with an apologetic smile and him reaching out his hand to hold yours.

As your hands meet on top of the table, you seem to be the only one who notices the look Joanna sends you at the display of affection.

•••

More days pass by and everyday they get home later and later until you're left going to bed on your own.

You'd made it a habit to wait for each other if one was out late, but it didn't happen often since you had almost the same working hours and when you went out, it was usually altogether.

You'd tried to keep that habit after your injury, but they were coming home later everyday, and you weren't sure you had it in you to keep staying up for them.

Especially on nights like this one, where when they do get home, you're dismissed almost entirely.

The door opens and you sit up, ready to greet them one by one with a hug and kiss, but most of them just mumble a "hey" or "hi Y/N" and walk straight to their rooms.

Only Jungkook and Seokjin genuinely acknowledge you, Jungkook giving you a hug and a peck on the forehead accompanied by a soft "Hi baby." before going to his room as well.

Seokjin also hugs you, but he picks you up while doing so: shifting you in his arms so he can carry you to bed with him.

As he begins to walk, your eyes meet and he sends a soft smile your way.

You barely start to relax in his hold when you realize that he's walking into your room, and you slightly panic at the thought that he's going to leave you alone in there.

Your slight panic turns into franticness as he sets you down and steps away from the bed.

"No! Don't-" Jin whips around at the sound of your voice, and you feel immediate guilt when you see his startled expression.

"Sorry, I- I know you're tired. Sorry, you can go."

Your attempts to decrease his worry don't seem to work, because he's already making his way back towards your bed.

"No, no. What happened? Whats wrong?"

"Its nothing." Seokjin gives you a stern look, you both know that lying to him is impossible.

"It's not nothing. Is it your leg? Or is it something else?"

"Its stupid" you mumble.

Noticing that you're unsure of yourself, he sits closer to you and brushes you hair out of your face in attempts to comfort you.

"Its not stupid if its bothering you" you feel your tears welling up again at how soft Seokjin's voice is. How soft he is with you.

"I just- I don't think I can be alone right now." You lean into his touch as you finally get at least some of the truth off your chest.

"You don't have to be. I was going to shower, do you want to join me?"

"I don't want to bother you."

"You won't."

"But my leg, I won't be able to stand for long."

"It's okay, we'll bring a stool in and I'll help you."

"But you're tired-"

"Never of taking care of you."

Something in your heart settles through the rest of the night, there is no other intention behind Seokjin asking you to join him.

He washes your hair and even dries it once you're out, he helps you get dressed and he goes to sleep holding you, and even if it's just for one night; all is right in the world again.

The next morning, Jin wakes you up and asks you if you'd like to come to rehearsal with the 7 of them. You're elated, to say the least. You knew it was a minimum thing, but your heart couldn't help but flutter at the thought that they wanted you around.

•••

Jin on the other hand, is pissed. Not at you, (never at you), but at his 6 boyfriends and how absolutely dense they could be, this being one of those moments.

He'd mentioned that you were coming with them, and all of them responded well: "I hope she likes the choreo!" "Yay! I want to hear what she has to say."

Their response to you tagging along wasn't the problem, no.

It was their response when he tried to tell them about how you were feeling that pissed him off:

"Wait guys, before we leave, I need to talk to you about something real quick."

All of them were attentive towards him immediately, so he thought they'd receive this better.

"It's about Y/N. And partially Joanna."

"Okay?"

"I talked to Y/N last night and she seemed upset. She didn't really want to talk about it but I'm almost completely sure that she's feeling left out, and I think it may partially be because of Joanna."

All of them begin to speak at once, until Taehyung's voice cuts through everyone else's.

"Why do you think it has something to do with Joanna?"

The 6 boys settle down and stare expectantly at Jin.

"Have you guys not noticed how backhanded all of Joanna's comments are towards her? Even when Y/N isn't present, she always makes a joke at her expense. And not to mention, we've been spending a lot of time with Joanna, much more than we've been spending with Y/N. I know if I were her I would feel hurt; being injured and spending the whole day cooped up alone while my boyfriends are spending all their time with someone who treats me like dog shit."

Jin wasn't sure what he was expecting the boys' reactions to be, but it definitely wasn't the outraged faces they were all giving him.

Jungkook is the first one to respond:

"I mean, I noticed the comments but I thought they were all in good fun? You know, since Y/N and Joanna have been friends for such a long time."

Taehyung cuts in next:

"And if Y/N is feeling left out, I mean I understand but what does that have to do with Joanna?"

Almost as if on cue, there's noise coming from the kitchen, meaning that you're awake.

Jin quickly gets up to go to you, but not before leaving the 6 boys with one final word, "Just pay attention to how she speaks to Y/N, you'll see what I'm talking about."

•••

It's hard to describe – the knowledge that you're being left behind without any obvious evidence surrounding you.

It's not something that everyone outside of your point of view might see, but you can feel it cutting through you deeply.

Not being able to do what you love, and on top of that, not being able to spend time with the people you love, it's a shattering feeling that claws through your chest.

Which leaves you where you are now: in the car with the rest of the boys on your way to rehearsal.

You thought that maybe being back in the studio would relight the spark that made the 7 men drawn to you in the first place, but even the car ride there felt cold and almost uncomfortable.

•••

The atmosphere changes the moment you step foot in the studio. It feels lighter, somehow. You don't know how to feel, not with the voice in your head insinuating that this lightness is because of Joanna; the guys are more at ease with Joanna than they are with you.

You usually hate being wrong: but now, you wish you could say the voice in your head was being irrational, yet you can't. Not when you turn around and see everyone besides Seokjin and Yoongi - who are off conversing to the side - gathered around Joanna, happily talking to her.

When did they stop looking at you like that?

Finally, she takes notice of your presence and makes her way over to you.

"Y/N, girly! Hey! Are you here to learn?"

You don't respond, confused as to what she's trying to ask you.

"Ya'know? Learn from the best! We've been so productive with this number."

She responds like it's the most obvious thing in the world, and you almost feel offended at what she's insinuating.

"Oh, um- I'm here to see what the guys have done."

Joanna blinks at you, as if your answer threw her off, before continuing.

"Oh. Ok then. Cool! And are the boys cool with that?"

You can tell, she wants this to sound passive aggressive. Kind on the surface, but a clear jab at your insecurities.

Jungkook quickly cuts in;

"Of course. Why wouldn't we be cool with that?"

Joanna stutters through her response, being caught off guard by Jungkook as she thought no one had heard her remark.

"Oh! I don't know, you might get distracted? You know?"

"We'll be fine."

This time it's Jin who answers, and even if it's a little selfish, you're glad that his tone towards Joanna is automatically cold.

"Okay thennnn!"

She turns to you:

"But if you start being a distraction I'll have to ask you to step out. Heh, step out. That's funny."

She giggles at her little joke (at your expense), and makes her way into the practice room.

Rehearsal continues as usual, and you feel a bit lighter as the boys all make jokes and include you while they stretch and warm up.

They start to run through the choreography, and your heart swells with pride seeing them dance; all their hard work really does pay off.

As much as you wish to get up and dance with them, or even get up at all, you know you can't. But just seeing them perform will do.

Once they finish, you start to clap and Jimin and Jungkook turn towards you with a playful vow.

"Its looking really good guys!"

All of the boys respond with a 'thank you' and a smile.

"I do have a couple pointers about some things I noticed-"

"Okay, let's run it again!" Before you could finish your sentence you're cut off by Joanna's squeaky voice.

Thankfully, Hoseok cares about what you have to say, and the rest seem to agree as well.

"Wait, I wanna hear what Y/N had to say."

"Yeah! It's felt weird learning a brand new number and not having any of your input on it."

"Y/N, go on." Seokjin is the one who speaks last, and the look in his eyes tell you that things will be alright.

"Ok, so first thing make sure you guys are agreeing on your directions, make sure that it's either a complete diagonal or if its a slanted move so you all move the same direction-"

"Oh yeah, I explained that to them already, they know." You're once again cut off by Joanna.

You use this as a chance to tease the boys, as you always normally.

"Oh, then why are y'all making that mistake huh?" Your tone is playful, and you see Hoseok step towards you with all the intent of playing along, when a gasp coming from your right stops you both.

"Did you come in here just to criticize?"

Of course it's Joanna.

"Wha- no. I was just teasing them. The dance looks grea-"

"I told you you were gonna distract them, and what did I say I was gonna do if you got them unfocused?"

"I didn't mean to, I was just giving pointers-"

"I've been teaching them for the last few weeks, I know what they need to focus on right now."

"But I know that it can look cleaner than it did right now."

"Well this is my choreography! I know what's best! You don't get to come in here and just start shitting on my work because what? You're jealous?! You think you're better than everyone else?!"

You're taken aback when Joanna starts to scream at you, so much so that you try to step back, completely forgetting that one of your feet is injured.

As you place your foot down, a soaring pain strikes from your foot all the way to your thigh. A sob escapes you and that's when Jin's protective nature kicks in full force.

In the blink of an eye, he's crouching next to you and picking you up while everyone else in the rooms stands frozen in place.

The ice is shattered when a wail comes from somewhere else in the room: it's Joanna.

Everyone's head whips to her direction, but for very different reasons.

Jin, for one, is beyond disbelief that she'd go as low as fake crying to get the attention back on her.

The rest of the guys seemed concerned, but not because of her. Rather because they just saw her true colors, how Jin was right, how they'd neglected you.

Seokjin picks you up and rushes out the door, leaving everyone else in the room frozen.

•••

You don't really process anything that happens afterwards. You just know Seokjin is with you as you go to the doctor to get your foot checked out, and that's enough to push you into a state where you know you can space out.

You couldn't comprehend it, how you were hurt and the rest of them weren't there.

Did they even care you were hurt?

It didn't make sense, that you were asking yourself this. When had things gotten this bad? How could they have let thing get this bad? It left you aching more than your injury, and you think that shouldn't even be possible.

When you get home, you find all the boys kitchen, a mess everywhere -much to Jin's despair- attempting to decorate what you assume is a cake. They're all focused to the point where they didn't hear you come in, and if they did, they're really good at acting like they didn't. You want to hide in your room, maybe ask Jin to hide with you, play into their ignorance, but the petty part in you is much quicker.

"Joanna doesn't like cake."

You speak without thinking about it first, and it's clear that none of them were expecting a comment like that, not even Jin, because their heads whip around instantly to you.

You panic for a little, thinking they'll get mad, but Hoseok and Yoongi start laughing at Namjoon's terrified face, at the maknae line looking like they're deer in headlights, and at Jin's round eyes.

Before you know it, They're all running up to you, and Seokjin has to grab you by the waist to make sure they don't knock you over.

They all speak at once, and you can only make out some things like "are you okay? what did the doctor say? im sorry." What cuts through all the rambling is Namjoon's smooth voice, sounding a bit exasperated as he speaks: "The cake is for you Y/N. We were making the cake for you."

Oh.

"Joon! You ruined the surprise!" Jimin stomps his feet, but you know he's not actually upset.

"Well we couldn't just let her think that we were baking a cake for fuckin Joanna!" Namjoon defends himself.

Yoongi steps in front of the two and turns to you, "It was supposed to be a 'Surprise / I'm sorry / We love you / Get well soon' cake but you got here before we finished."

His genuinely dejected demeanor makes you giggle, he looks like a sad cat.

"It's okay-"

"No it's not. Cake or not, we're all really sorry- hold on, we should sit down for this." Jungkook grabs your hand and leads you to the couch, the rest following suit.

You all sit in silence for a second before Hoseok speaks up:

"Well I guess I'll start." He sits up a little straighter so he's facing you directly, and you feel nerves run through you: was he upset? Was he going to scold you?

The guys seem to notice how you tense up, because Hoseok's face falls a into a small frown, while Jungkook scoots closer to you and Jin places a hand on your thigh.

"Y/N, I am so so sorry for the way we've been acting, and the way we haven't been acting. You got hurt under our watch, we should be the ones taking care of you, no questions asked, and we've failed to do that. There's really no excuse for how inattentive we've been. In our heads, or at least my head, I didn't really see you all day, so I thought that everything was okay because I still got to wake up to you, I still got to come home and feel comfortable knowing that you were here: we had your company. But I failed to return that company, we all failed to give you the bare minimum, and I truly am so sorry."

For the time you've know Hoseok, you've only seen him cry once or twice, so when you see tears start to fall from his eyes, it shakes you up and down. Before you can go console him, Jimin speaks up from where he sits beside Hoseok.

"Hobi's right, Y/N. We didn't pay you enough attention. We were too worried about ourselves to consider how our actions looked to you. The whole thing with Joanna, we did spend a lot of time with her, but even then, all we did was talk about you. Not in a bad way, obviously, but you just always came up in conversation. I don't know why I thought that talking about you would translate as 'we're still giving you our attention' as if you could read our thoughts or something. But again, we were selfish and careless, and I can't apologize enough for how we acted."

You appreciate Jimin's attempt at lightening up the mood, and you appreciate his words overall.

The next hour goes by in the same manner. The boys apologize one by one, not to just you, but to Seokjin as well, and before you know it, there's no one in the room that isn't crying, all of you a teary and snotty mess.

"We love you so much, Y/N. Please let us make it up to you. I love you so much." Yoongi's the last one to speak, and he finishes while walking up to you and bowing at your feet.

The rest of the guys join him, even Seokjin, and you don't know what else to do except throw yourself on the floor with all of them and cry.

The night ends with all of you cuddled up on the floor, until Namjoon and Jin make you all get up so you could go lay down properly.

They guys don't let you walk, no, Jungkook carries you while Taehyung and Jimin squish at his side in an attempt to stay close to you.

You all manage to squeeze into a single bed with you in the middle, hands everywhere trying to keep you close.

You feel warmer than you have in weeks, and meanwhile the guys do have a lot to make up for, with arms wrapped around you and sweet nothings floating in the room, you think this is a great start.

#bts #bts fic #bts au #bts fluff #bts fanfic #bts x reader #bts drabble #bts hurt/comfort #bts ot7 x reader #bts poly #bts fanfction #bangtan

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steddieas-shegoes · 5 months ago

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just make the tik tok

for @corrodedcoffinfest prompt 'behind the scenes'

rated t | 880 words | no cw | tags: famous corroded coffin, modern au, frankie is anti-tik tok

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Joining Tik Tok was a mistake.

"I cannot believe you thought having a band Tik Tok would be a good idea," Frankie said to Jeff as they watched Eddie and Gareth doing some stupid dance. "Look at them. They're stupid. You made them more stupid."

"I just thought it was a good way for people to see behind the scenes of the tour. Everyone agreed!" Jeff shook his head as he saw Gareth lose his balance and grab onto Eddie's shoulder to stabilize himself.

"The last one got 300,000 likes. We gained followers who never listened to our stuff before. They may be stupid, but my plan isn't."

Frankie sighed, but didn't argue further. Jeff was right. He just hoped he never had to do any ridiculous dances or trends to keep people interested in their music.

****

"You guys have gained thousands of followers on all platforms since you started being active on Tik Tok. It may be wise for all of you to be on camera," one of the producers of their album suggested.

"Not happening." Frankie shook his head. "They get what they want from those two idiots."

"Hey!" Gareth and Eddie yelled in unison.

Jeff waved them off. "If Frankie doesn't wanna do them, he doesn't have to. We agreed that this was a voluntary thing."

"Yes, we did. But we're seeing growth and there's been a trend of comments asking where he is in some of the videos."

"I'm in some videos," Frankie crossed his arms. "That stage tour one. I was setting up my bass."

"But people wanna see you. They wanna get to know you, feel connected. That's the beauty of this era. We can make fans feel like they're truly a part of the band, which leads them to sharing and buying." One of the managers of the PR team said. "It's good for your brand if you're just as involved as they are."

"I didn't know we needed to have a brand beyond metal band." Frankie rolled his eyes and stood up from the couch he was sitting on. "I'm gonna head to the studio and work on music. Which is our job."

No one tried to stop him.

****

"There's a woman who keeps asking where you are." Eddie shakes his phone in front of Frankie's face. "She thinks you're leaving the band and is begging you to stay."

"Tell her I'm not leaving the band." Frankie sat down at the table on the tour bus with his bottle of beer and the shrimp leftover from catering at their show. "Though the urge is strong when Gareth keeps drinking my beers."

"She's hot," Eddie continued, seemingly ignoring Frankie's words. "You should make a video so she knows you're not going anywhere."

Frankie rolled his eyes. "I'm not doing a fuckin' Tik Tok."

Eddie held the phone out to him, showing him the woman's profile.

She was hot.

And apparently only ever really concerned with where Frankie was. She'd even sent a DM asking if he was okay.

"Fine. How do I make one?" Frankie asked with a sigh.

"Seriously? We beg you for two months to make one and it's a hard no, but one hot girl wants you to be in one and you're ready to become a social media influencer?" Eddie teased.

"As if you didn't make an entire series of videos rating new pop songs because Steve asked you to."

Frankie grabbed Eddie's phone, ignoring his flailing to try to grab it back.

The app was already open, and he found it surprisingly easy to start recording a video.

"Hey everyone. I'm not leaving the band. I just hate social media shit. I'm fine. I'm not mad at anyone. Except Gareth who owes me 83 beers from stealing mine over the last six years. Yes, I've counted." Frankie sees a timer counting down and decides to give an awkward wave with his other hand before stopping the video. "That should be fine, right?"

He didn't wait for Eddie's response before saving and posting it.

"Uh. Usually they look at them before we post." Eddie explained as he took his phone back.

"They can take it down later if they want."

'That's...not really how this shit works, dude."

Frankie shrugged and continued eating his shrimp for a few minutes until Jeff came to sit next to him, calm as ever.

"You made a video." He yawned, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Yeah."

"It's got 54,000 likes already."

"Can't help that I'm charming."

"It hasn't been that many beers!" Gareth yells from his bunk, half-asleep.

"Your girl messaged," Eddie handed Frankie the phone with a smirk.

Glad you're not going anywhere 💗

"You better get her number, dude." Jeff nudged his arm. "She wants you so bad."

****

Nearly a year later, and more Tik Toks than he ever hoped to be a part of, Frankie smiled down at the VIP section for their sold out show at Madison Square Garden.

Sasha stood there smiling back at him, singing along to all their songs.

After the show, he'd probably be pulled into a stupid video with Eddie or Gareth, but he didn't really complain anymore. Not when those stupid videos were responsible for bringing him his future wife.

#corrodedcoffinfest #corroded coffin #unnamed freak stranger things #eddie munson #jeff stranger things #gareth stranger things #stranger things

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flowersandskeletons526 · 27 days ago

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"We Need A Tagger" - Warriors Concept Album Fanfic (part 2/5)

I was not expecting this to go past like one chapter but I started writing and it got out of hand. I'm already working on part three. No idea how long this is going to be. Enjoy! (ao3 link at the bottom for anyone who would rather read it there)

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Rembrandt was scared shitless.

She’d sat beside Ajax during breakfast, invited to what she considered a feast of french toast, bacon, and eggs. She was used to stale dry cereal or stolen candy bars or, more often than not, nothing. She didn’t talk but it didn’t seem like the gang expected her to engage in the conversation, and she was glad for that. Every so often Ajax would nudge her and raise her eyebrows as if to ask, “Are you okay?” and Rembrandt would nod and Ajax would return to the conversation.

She was loud, naturally loud, like the concept of an “indoor voice” was never introduced to her. Rembrandt had always been rather quiet and loud noises - especially loud voices - made her more than a little uneasy. But as she snuck glances at Ajax, she saw the woman’s fiery eyes and her confident, almost cocky grin, and the raised voice didn’t scare her so much. She was still in a gang’s apartment with the legendary Cleon sitting across from her, but at least Ajax wasn’t adding to the absolute anxious terror she was experiencing at the moment.

After everyone finished breakfast and the table was cleared, Cleon asked to speak with Rembrandt alone. She considered running then and there. Ajax seemed like she was about to protest before Cleon shot her a look. Instead, she pointed out a room down the hall, said she’d be in there, and left.

Rembrandt kept her backpack between her feet as Cleon angled her chair towards her at the table. “Let’s start,” Cleon said. “I know you said it wasn’t her, but I want to confirm again that the bruise you got isn’t from Ajax.”

“No, it wasn’t her,” Rembrandt mumbled.

“Alright. She’s great, I love her, she’s just quick to fight, that’s all.”

“She didn’t hit me.” She paused, wondering if she should share this next part. “I, um, I did… hit her in the face with a spray paint can. I’m sorry! I didn’t know who she was, if I knew she-”

But Cleon was laughing her ass off. “That’s fucking hilarious,” she cackled. “I’m never gonna let her live that down. Now, this is a little personal and Ajax brought you here for business, but whoever did that, was it someone you know?”

Rembrandt swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

“Someone at home?”

She could barely whisper. “Yeah.”

“Alright. Just wanted to know. On to business. What did Ajax tell you?”

“She said you needed a tagger to mark your borders.”

“She told you that if you do this, you would be a part of the Warriors, right? I want to make sure you know you’d be part of the gang. It wouldn’t be a one-off. I know some people don’t like that idea and it is work but you’d have all the perks of being with us, too.”

“What do you mean?”

“You get free reign of Coney Island with us. I’ve seen your paintings and you could do those whenever as long as you’re still keeping up with the tagging work. And you’d stay here at the headquarters so whatever’s going on at home, it wouldn’t happen here.”

“Don’t gangs usually… jump people in?”

“Kid, I mean this in the nicest way possible, but you look like you’d have troubling ripping through a wet paper bag.”

“Hey!”

“It’s not an insult!” Cleon promised. “You wouldn’t need to be a fighter, that’s why I’ve got my other girls. Our tagger just needs to be able to climb, paint, and run. Can you do all that?”

“Yes.”

“Great! Can you at least get your way out of a fight?”

“I got out of a fight with Ajax, I think.”

“Even better. I need someone who’s not gonna wuss out on me at the last second if shit hits the fan.”

“I won’t.”

“Alright. Welcome to the Warriors.”

Cleon extended a hand. Rembrandt hesitated, frowning in confusion. “Wait,” she mumbled. “I’m… I’m in?”

“For a trial run,” Cleon amended. “We’ll send you out on a few missions and see how it goes. If it doesn’t work out, there’s no ill will between us. Got it?” Rembrandt shook Cleon’s hand in response. The older woman smiled. “First thing’s first, I’m going to send Ajax with you to go pick up your belongings.”

Rembrandt scrambled to her feet as the warlord stood. “Huh? Wait, am I-”

Cleon raised her hand, and Rembrandt shut up. “Whether you end up running with the gang or not, you’re staying here tonight. I can help you find a place after if this doesn’t work out but right now, you are at the very least a guest. Alright?”

“Alright. Okay. Y-Yeah, yeah, thank you.”

Cleon smiled, patted her shoulder, and called, “Ajax! Front and center!” Ajax was there in a split second, standing opposite Rembrandt. “Go with Rembrandt to get her stuff. She’s gonna be on the couch.”

“On it.” Ajax grinned, an expression that somehow both terrified Rembrandt and filled her with an odd sense of calm. “Let’s go. I’ve got your back.”

Rembrandt led Ajax through the streets to her apartment building, a decrepit nearly-condemned structure with a shuttered storefront right next to an elevated train track. She hesitated outside. Ajax stopped beside her and gave her a look that seemed to say, This place? Really? Rembrandt sighed and opened the front door. She didn’t need a key; police raids smashed through the lock so many times that the scumbag landlord had stopped replacing it years ago.

The halls were dimly lit by a few flickering lights. One door on the second floor was chained shut and covered in crime scene tape. A rat the size of a small dog gnawed on something at the bottom of the stairs. As they turned the corner into the fourth floor hallway, an old man with shifty eyes looked them up and down before slinking back into an apartment. Ajax cursed under her breath and touched Rembrandt’s shoulder. Rembrandt jumped, and the hand was quickly removed.

Rembrandt stopped Ajax outside an apartment and held a finger to her lips. She pressed her ear to the door. Upon hearing nothing - no footsteps, no voices, no indication of any occupants - she stepped inside.

Liquor bottles and beer cans littered the floor, the counters, the little card table in the kitchen. Roaches scuttled over rotting food in the sink. There were holes in every wall that were obviously made by a fist through the sheetrock. On the living room coffee table in front of a threadbare couch, there was a disassembled pistol and a box of bullets.

Rembrandt brought Ajax into the only clean, if still messy, room in the apartment. It was more like a closet, really. There was a thin mattress on the floor opposite three small storage totes that functioned as an improvised dresser. A massive stack of filled sketchbooks sat in the corner. Rembrandt grabbed a few outfits from the totes and the top three sketchbooks and put them in her backpack. She flipped the mattress over. There was a slit cut in the bottom with the stuffing hollowed out. She retrieved a meager stack of bills from inside the mattress and shoved it in a pocket on her cargo pants.

Ajax raised her eyebrows. “Some people actually pay me to decorate their storefronts,” she explained.

The Warrior nodded. “Got everything you need?”

“Yeah, I think-”

The front door slammed open. Ajax wheeled around, fists coming up. Rembrandt bristled as her stomach dropped.

“Angel?” called a man’s voice, rough and slurred. “Angel! Where are you, girl!”

“Fuck,” Rembrandt hissed. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Go down the fire escape!”

Ajax grabbed the backpack from the floor as Rembrandt forced open a window with a busted lock. They flew down the fire escape, skipping steps and swinging around the corners. Rembrandt didn’t bother dropping the ladder. She swung her legs over the side, climbed down a few rungs, and dropped the rest of the way to the street. A jolt of pain went from her feet all the way up through her spine when she hit the ground but she hit it running.

Ajax was right behind her the whole time.

They ran and ran and ran until Ajax pulled her into an alley. They tucked themselves into a corner, Ajax crouching in front of her, ready to fight if they were followed. She kept one arm barred in front of Rembrandt like a shield. Rembrandt covered her mouth, trying to quiet her breathing and slow her racing heart, her body wracked with tremors.

After what felt like an eternity, Ajax lowered her arm and turned to Rembrandt. “Yeah, fuck that,” she panted, eyes alight with adrenaline. “You’re not going back there.”

Rembrandt could have cried. She wanted to, but she was also trying to get into a gang and she didn’t think breaking down in front of the toughest member would be a good look for her.

Ajax helped her to her feet and handed over her backpack. “Nice climbing. Good taggers need that.”

“Thanks,” Rembrandt mumbled.

“Let’s get back.”

Rembrandt was ready to pass out by the time they reached the Warriors’ base. Cleon had her sit at the table while she took Ajax aside. Rembrandt couldn’t hear what Ajax was saying, just saw Cleon nodding along and both of them glancing back at her every now and then. When Ajax was done talking, Cleon pulled her close and whispered something. Ajax nodded. Cleon jerked her head towards Rembrandt before leaving the two of them alone in the kitchen.

Ajax sat beside Rembrandt. She leaned on the table, one hand resting close to Rembrant’s, and took a deep breath. “So,” she said, “your first mission is tonight.”

Rembrandt blinked. “Huh?”

“Cleon’s throwing you right into it. It’s not a you thing, she did it to all of us.”

“What do I have to do?”

“There are two blocks that didn’t belong to us that now do belong to us and Cleon wants that mapped before the other gang can take it back. Tonight, you, me, and Swan are going out to tag that part of our territory. Capisce?”

“How come I’m not just going with you?”

“Because I’m the one that annexed those blocks and Cleon doesn’t want anyone jumping us. She thinks numbers will help.”

“Okay.”

“Don’t be freaked out. Swan’s not bad. Just a prick.” Ajax tapped the table twice, stood, and motioned for Rembrandt to come along. Rembrandt followed her to a room at the back of the apartment. She opened the door, leaning on the frame with her arms crossed. “I share this room with Cochise but she’s out for the day and probably won’t be back until tomorrow. The bed on the left is mine. Take it.”

“Wha…?”

“You’re tired, right? I am.”

“I-I, uh-”

“The door locks. No one’ll bother you. I’m gonna nap on the couch and I’ll wake you up when it’s time to leave tonight, alright?”

Rembrandt didn’t know what to do. She’d just been painting and this woman showed up and chased her for a week to get her to join her gang, next thing she knew she was sitting at the breakfast table with the queen of Coney Island telling her she’s staying with them, and now she had all of her worldly possessions in a bag with nowhere to go if this didn’t work and the woman who cornered her in an alley offering a safe bed and a locked door. She hadn’t even really exchanged words with Swan or Cochise yet and already she was a few hours away from going on her first gang mission.

How the fuck had meeting one woman in the dead of night on the boardwalk turned into all this?

She took a deep breath to steady herself. Afraid the offer might expire, she thanked Ajax, stepped into the bedroom, and locked the door behind her. Punk and metal music posters decorated the left side of the room. Dumbbells that Rembrandt probably couldn’t have lifted with both hands sat under a messy, unmade bed. Multiple knives and two pairs of brass knuckles littered the bedside table. On top of a squat wooden dresser sat a leather jacket with sewn-on patches and half a shoulder covered in spikes, with a bag of extra metal pieces open beside it. The words PROPERTY OF AJAX were roughly carved in sharp letters across the front of the top drawer.

Dropping her bag by the foot of the bed, Rembrandt collapsed onto the mattress. She wanted to cry. She wanted to lose her mind. She wanted to make sure there was a way down through the window if she really needed it, but she didn’t do any of that. She didn’t have the energy for it. The moment her head hit the pillow, she was out.

There was a knock on the door. Rembrandt shot upright, her heart jumping out of her chest. She panicked, having no idea where she was for a split second before the last twenty-four hours came flooding back. She clutched at her chest and shook her head violently to clear it. Feeling around in the dark, she found her backpack and opened the door.

Ajax stood outside, partially silhouetted by the light in the hall, disheveled looking but no longer quite as exhausted. Rembrandt actually took a moment to look at her now. She had a litany of old, faded scars marking her tan skin. Her eyes shone with excitement, bright and fiery and alive. Rembrandt could almost see the energy coursing through her, her built muscles shifting as she waved Rembrandt forward and made her way towards the front door. She looked like someone Rembrandt would have once avoided on the street or in the subway to avoid the inevitable fights the woman seemed likely to attract. Now Rembrandt was all but running after her.

Swan - the second-in-command, she later learned - stood posted by the doorway with her hands shoved deep in her pockets. She was just as intimidating as Ajax, just at the opposite side of the spectrum. She kept a stoic, guarded expression on her face, standing stone still but with a calculated measure in any movement as if she could explode into action at any moment. She looked at Rembrandt and gave a single nod in greeting.

“Ready?” Swan asked.

Rembrandt squared her shoulders. It was a foreign feeling knowing that for once in her life, she had something to prove.

“I’m ready.”

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#warriors album #warriors musical #warriors concept album #ajax x rembrandt #ajax/rembrandt #ajax warriors #cleon warriors #cochise warriors #rembrandt warriors #swan warriors #writing #fanfic #wlw #tw implied abuse

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angelsanarchy · 11 months ago

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Alkaline: Euronymous x Y/N Series CH 30

Tagging: @ophelialaufey @madamemaximoff06 @forever-not-gonna-sink@ajmiila02@liquidsmoothdomme@shady-the-simp @auggiethecreator @tempt-ress @blacksoul-27 @shroomje

Oystein got home and could tell something with Y/n was off. He had heard bits and pieces from Hellhammer but Y/n was adamant that she didn't want him to do anything about it. He knew Y/n wasn't afraid of him but he knew Varg was a violent person with a short temper. The last thing he wanted was for her to set him off by showing no fear. He thrived on shit like that.

He had called Varg and asked him to meet with him to discuss the album and when he caught sight of him, he tossed the copy of Kerrang on the table in front of him.

"You know this is bullshit right?" Varg sat down clearly pissed.

"What are you talking about? You're on the fucking cover? What else could you ask for?" Oystein asked confused.

"Your name is all over the thing. You didn't want any of this going to the press, I took it there and it's just another thing you get to take credit for like you're the brains of this whole thing." Varg's disdain for Oystein had grown so much in such a short time, he knew that whatever he said would only make things more hostile.

"Look, I didn't ask you here to argue about pointless things. I wanted to-"

"I'm going to release my own music on my own label." Varg cut him off.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Oystein asked.

"It means I don't need you anymore. You'll have to find some other idiot to steal from." Varg pressed. Oystein shook his head at him.

"I haven't stolen anything from you Varg." Varg started ranting about the money that was used to make Mayhem's album and Oystein pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. He knew the money panned out in the end with having Varg join the band but it was pointless to try and sort things out at this point.

"You know what? I think that's a great idea. I think you should release your music on your own label, you want to quit Mayhem, that's fine. We can finish the album on our own and even kick you out some of the profit from what you've already put into." Oystein folded his hands in front of him and Varg shook his head.

"You're such a sellout." Varg chuckled.

"What else do you want from me man? You're getting everything you want-"

"I want for people to know that you are a poser. I want people to know that the so called creator of pure Norwegian Black Metal betrayed it with his bullshit lies and deceit." Varg's words were harsh but Oystein knew he didn't care what Varg thought of him.

"I want your whole world to burn to the ground and people to see you for who you truly are. A weak, pathetic hack who profited off the death of his friend and is run around by the cock on a leash by some Itzig." Varg spoke with such disgust about him but it wasn't until he mentioned Pelle and Y/n that he felt himself grinding his teeth and clenching his fists.

"I know what you said to her and that's the end of it. You want to come after me, tell people I'm some piece of shit poser, go ahead. But you approach Y/n again, you so much as breathe on her and I'll kill you myself." Oystein spoke softly so the people around them couldn't hear but Varg laughed.

"Just because you boasted like you puppeteered your little buddy Pelle into blowing his brains out, doesn't mean you've got even an ounce of killer in you, Oystein." He mocked. It was becoming increasingly hard to maintain his emotions.

"You want to see the killer in me, keep it up. There's only one thing in this world that I would kill for and that's Y/n. I will do whatever it takes to protect her, even if that means sitting in a cell next to you for arson. You can believe that above everything that's ever come out of my mouth." He held Varg's gaze and he knew that Oystein was serious. He didn't fear him but he knew that he had the capability to end his career before it even started if he ended up in prison for the church fires.

"Well I hope you're also willing to die for her as much as you say you would kill for her." Varg pushed away from the table and left the magazine and the necklace he had given him when he first joined the band sitting on the table. Oystein watched him leave with his hood up, making sure no one saw his face and he sighed. He felt a little bit of the weight lift off of his shoulders. He felt like he had just broken up with someone but that someone hated his guts and wished nothing but the worst for him.

Oystein pulled his wallet out and looked at the picture he had put in there of himself, Pelle and Y/n the first night he wore the corpse paint. He felt a pang in his heart for those times. Everything seemed so much easier then. He wished he could go back and change things. He felt himself getting emotional and jumped up from the table, grabbing the magazine and necklace and trashing them on his way out of the restaurant.

#R!Euronymous #R!Euronymous x YN #30/35 #Film: Lords of Chaos #Alkaline #Alkaline Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult

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mcrinmyhead · 7 months ago

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INTRODUCTION

Hiya, my name's Dee or you can call me Dead! instead, cuz that's what my name is in Tumblr. I'm sixteen. I'm an Indian, racists better fck off. I like to draw, sing and write songs and poems. I mainly post my art here and I have two side blogs too, which are @mcrinmyheart (idk what I post there :D) and @shesacomplicatedpoet where... Er, you know it. And when I say "art" I usually draw My Chem, Fall Out Boy, Linkin Park, Bring Me The Horizon and a few other bands, but you can always leave a picture in the "Ask me?" box if you really want me to draw something that you like :). Just make sure it isn't something s!utty, cuz my parents like seeing my sketchbook sometimes, haha.

About me...

Name: Dead! / Dee

Age: 16

Pronouns: she/her

Likes: listening to music, art, singing, music bands, food, sleeping (I'm a very eepy person), travelling, reading, etc.

What kind of art do I do? Fanarts mainly.

Dislikes: peanuts (yea I don't like 'em, so if you know me irl and try to feed me peanuts, I'm gonna fcking stab you, you little shit), pedos, homophobic fcks, MSI apologists, basic DNIs, etc.

Am I single? Yes, and that's because I don't want to date anyone. Nvm, I'm taken :]

Music bands/artists I like:

+ twenty one pilots, p!atd, Bring Me The Horizon, Glass Animals, Bad Omens, Sleep Token, etc. I also liked The 1975, The Nbhd, Joji, Driver The Era, Arctic Monkeys and Chase Atlantic before, so I really don't mind if you wanna talk about them too. I'm basically a music addict who has listened to a whole lotta music genres throughout my life. But I'm currently into rock music rn. Yeah, I can't stop talking about music if I start.

My favourites:

Books: Agatha Christie's books, Heartstopper, Five Feet Apart, The Fault in our Stars, Crime/Horror/Mystery books (there are many but I can't remember them), etc.

Movies: anything horror, mystery, crime, sci-fi, Marvel, DC, Star Wars, from the 2000s and 90s, etc. (How do people actually choose a favourite movie??)

Shows: Loki, Heartstopper, Young Royals, Marvel shows, etc. (I literally like all the shows I watch)

Albums: My top 10 rn (June 2024) are like- Three cheers for sweet revenge (my chem), POST HUMAN: NexGen (BMTH), XO (LeATHERMØUTH), The Black Parade (my chem), I brought you my bullets, you brought me your love (my chem), Clancy (Tøp), A Thousand Suns (Linkin Park), Danger Days (my chem), Folie a Deux (FOB), and Pretty. Odd. (P!ATD).

Colours: (Bury me in) Black, Blood Red and Lavender.

Where else can you find me?

At home, in my room 95% of the time. Nah, just kidding.

Links:

Spotify

Discord: mcrinmyhead

Tags I use:

My art: #art

Asks: #asks #asks <3

Scroll down for more facts about me...

Or don't. I really don't care.

Fun facts about me ^^:

I'm a really joyful, chaotic, kind, funny and a sweet person! :D (according to my frens)

Until and unless you get me on my nerves. Trust me, That's when I go insane.

If you know me irl, hi... Uh, I know I don't talk much in person but I'm sorry. That's just who I am. But if you want to be my friend, you can start by texting me lol.

I'm a music addict who likes to annoy people by talking about music bands 24/7.

I have an unhealthy obsession over My Chem.

I'm a huge nerd (according to every person in my class) and I like Math and Science (but I don't really talk about it unless you are someone who is into math and science as much as me).

I'm also a sarcastic and sassy person. So if my words ever offend you, I'm so sorry bbg. Deal with it.

I'm a vampire (I have fangs and I will bite you to suck that blood your body holds, RAHHH).

Other than drawing and singing, my hobbies are fangirling, sleeping, reading books, travelling and sometimes even cooking.

I might be surrounded by many people who I call my "friends," but in the end it's just four people who are actually my friends.

I'm mostly an introvert, but I'm an extrovert when I'm with my friend.

I suck at socializing btw.

Yikes, this list is still going on!

But I like to annoy people at the same time.

Wait, does Tumblr have a word limit on a post?

SHALL I TRY REACHING THE WORD LIMIT???

Ah, yeah, I forgot to mention this but I'm a really curious person. I like trying out or experimenting on stuff. It's fun, okay?

I can be smart and an idiot at the same time B)

I write poems but I don't like showing them to others cuz I feel like they're stupid. Any tips on poetry from the poets of Tumblr?

I love cats. Cats or get tf out.

Am I annoying rn?

Idk.

This was fun.

Alright, that's enough fckery for today. Farewell my little kittens <333

So long and good night!

#artists on tumblr #intro post #hiii :3 #introduction

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englishsub · 9 months ago

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song meme

tagged by @megafaunatic because i whined ♡, and @cairoscene

shuffle your on repeat playlist and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people

redbone - childish gambino: i mean, it's a banger. good guitar riffs.

miquella's haligtree - tai tomisawa: i can't wait for him to kick my ass so bad in the dlc that not even three friend summons can save me. he's about to make his sister look like a godrick soldier i just know

never be lonely - jax jones, zoe wees, cascada: yay new cascada, homicide it's literally 2 minutes long. we must stop the enshittification of music at all costs. songs need to be a minimum of 3 minutes, IDEALLY between 5 and 6 minutes, or i'm going to start swinging

天河梦 - liu yuning: in ning ge we trust............

the final battle - tsukasa saitoh: jesus if the elden ring album becomes my aoty again for 2024 that would be hilarious but also on brand

love wins all - iu: i'm gonna see her perform this live this summer, during which i will undoubtedly cry massive globular ghibli tears for real

no promises to keep - loren allred: god i cannot hear the line 'i won't say that it was fate' without immediately tearing up... i cannot look at a screenshot of aerith after rebirth without tearing up..... i'm gonna miss her so much!!!!!

torch - black veil brides: god one of "i need to feel something" songs of all time actually

empty places - trent reznor and atticus ross: one of the scores ever written. more movies should do what the gone girl score did. i saw this tweet(?) once from an author where they said that one of their writer's block hacks was to put on the gone girl score and let it play all the way through, and they'd force themself to work the entire time. it's 90 minutes of pure unsettling ambience and i was like so true king!

老朋友 - liu yuning: god this song is so fucking good. he's probably gonna be my top artist again this year. deserve, i am nothing if not predictable, i guess.

many people have been tagged but i am going to tag you all anyway again. @vinelark @feyburner @dcyiyou @microcomets @yuebings @tantai-jin @cafecliche @ziusik @mammutblog

#i'm amazed this wasn't just 10 score tracks tbh

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baphomets-hairy-bonkhonagahoogs · 4 months ago

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Hey! Dunno how to format this, but I got tagged by @femboty2k for a thing!

Femboty said

"now the tag game was to introduce yourself with:

one tv show

one movie

one album

one video game

I, however, liked that they did two and I am ALSO cute and get to do whatever I want so im gonna do two, too."

So thats what I'm gonna do too because that's fun and I ALSO get to do whatever I want <3

TV SHOWS: Steven Universe (+the Movie & SU:Future) and Samurai Jack!

These two are all time favorites of mine and have been (and continue to be) super inspirational as a visual artist and storyteller! Not to mention that they are so fun and easy to put on and have fun with! They're def two of my biggest comfort shows. Honorable mention to runner ups She-Ra & the Princesses of Power, Gravity Falls, Craig of the Creek, ATLA, and Columbo!

MOVIES: One Hour Photo and Ringu!

Oh boy! This was a harder choice than the two shows, but not by too much. An honorable mention to runner ups Scream (1996), Everything Everywhere All at once, Ginger Snaps, Re-Animator, Bride of Re-Animator, Good Will Hunting, and Dead Poets Society. I really, truly don't know exactly why these two are my favorites above all the rest, but they are. They both hold a really fond place in my heart <3 BTW I prefer The Japanese Ringu over the American The Ring, despite them both being good. I just like the style and pacing of the Japanese one more. I always get super excited when I see Sadako pop up anywhere! I love her in DBD. One Hour Photo has an incredible and underrated performance by Robin Williams, one of my favorite actors, in a role very different than the ones he's most famous for. I love how creepy and almost dream-like the movie is!

ALBUMS: Meliora and Switched-On Bach

These two albums are really significant to me, enough that I own both physically! Ghost is one of my favorite bands ever from the theatrics and story to the music itself. I found Ghost through Meliora, and in my heart Papa Emeritus III will always be my first and fav papa~<3 Switched-On Bach (and Switched-On Bach 2) are beautiful pieces by Wendy Carlos. I know Wendy wants to be defined by her music and not her trans identity, I completely understand that, but whenever I listen to Switched-On Bach I get emotional about the fact that trans people like me have always been here making incredible art for themselves and each other<3 plus I love Moog music, its so fun! Honorable mention to runner ups Transgender Dysphoria Blues, anything by Garbage, anything by Abandoned Pools, and the rest of Ghost's discography post Meliora!

Games: Payday 2 and Team Fortress 2

These two are games I don't really play much anymore, but I once played them RELIGIOUSLY. Day in and day out these two sequels were my entire LIFE for a long time. Countless hours of fun, challenge, and playing dress up! Stylistically, they are both influential to me as well! Honorable mention for runners up Portal, Portal 2, Left 4 Dead 2, Plants vs Zombies, DBD, Undertale, Deltarune, Borderlands 2, and Bejeweled 3!

My close Tumblr friends don't like being tagged in stuff like this, but I encourage anyone who sees this to do it if they want!

have a wonderful day!!!!!

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jxncywarrior · 1 year ago

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Stranger Things characters and ships as Taylor Swift albums

Part Three: Speak Now (Taylor’s Version)

*Disclaimer: I’m tagging all the ships and characters featured. I’m gonna try not to be biased. MOST of these are strictly based on canon. No hate to ANY ships or shippers.*

Mine: Jancy (Nancy’s POV)

“I fell in love with a careless man’s careless daughter”

Sparks Fly: Byler (Mike’s POV)

“Drop everything now. Meet me in the pouring rain”

Back To December: Byler (Mike’s POV)

“When your birthday passed and I didn't call. Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times”

Speak Now: Jopper (Hopper’s POV)

“Horrified looks from everyone in the room but I'm only looking at you”

Dear John: Stancy (Nancy’s POV)

“And my mother accused me of losing my mind but I swore I was fine”

Mean: El

“You have pointed out my flaws again. As if I don't already see them”

The Story Of Us: Lumax (Lucas’ POV)

“I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how. I've never heard silence quite this loud”

Enchanted: Ronance (Robin’s POV)

“The playful conversation starts. Counter all your quick remarks like passing notes in secrecy”

Better Than Revenge: Stancy (Steve’s POV)

“She came along, got him alone, and let's hear the applause. She took him faster than you could say sabotage”

Innocent: Mike

“Who you are is not what you did”

Haunted: Stancy (Steve’s POV)

“He will try to take away my pain and he just might make me smile but the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead”

Last Kiss: Lumax (Lucas’s POV)

“So I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep and I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe”

Long Live: The Entire Crew

“The cynics were outraged screaming this is absurd ‘cause for a moment a band of thieves in ripped up jeans got to rule the world…I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you”

Never Grow Up: Will

“Remember the footsteps, remember the words said and all your little brother's favorite songs. I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone”

Ours: Byler (Will’s POV)

“Don’t you worry your pretty little mind. People throw rocks at things that shine”

Superman: Mileven (Mike’s POV)

“He's not all bad like his reputation and I can't hear one single word they said”

Electric Touch: Jancy (Both POVs)

“I've gotten used to no one callin' my phone. I've grown accustomed to sleepin' alone”

When Emma Falls In Love: Nancy

“Cause she's the kind of book that you can't put down. Like if Cleopatra grew up in a small town and all the bad boys would be good boys if they only had a chance to love her”

I Can See You: Jancy (Nancy’s POV)

“That I could see you throw your jacket on the floor. I could see you make me want you even more”

Castles Crumbling: El

“Smoke billows from my ships in the harbor. People look at me like I'm a monster Now they're screaming at the palace front gates, used to chant my name. Now they're screaming that they hate me”

Foolish One: Will

“You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high. Wishful thoughts forget to mention when something's really not right”

Timeless: Lumax (Max’s POV)

“In a crowded room a few short years ago and sometimes there's no proof, you just know. You're always gonna be mine”

Links to the other parts: Debut, Fearless, Red, 1989, reputation, Lover, folklore, evermore

#jancy #byler #jopper #stancy #el hopper #eleven #lumax #mike wheeler #the party #will byers #mileven #nancy wheeler

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daenystheedreamer · 1 year ago

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ok niche shit but I really really really want to start an asoiaf blog because I'm a literature nerd and I'm obsessed with dissecting things and themes and cycles and analysis. but I know asoiaf people can be um how they are. so I what's your experience with getting hate or stuff like that? because I don't need people in my inbox telling me to kys yknow? xoxo yin stan

KISSES my three recommendations

dont feel cowed but i will warn that if you tag something as #daenerys targaryen #alicent hightower etc, the people who follow that tag will see your posts. and some of them will be insane. im not saying dont use those tags, but #asoiaf and #valyrianscrolls are MUCH more chill

delete anons that attack in bad faith. not to reiterate the cliche but They DO just want attention. just delete! they might keep harrassing but simply reorient your view of the situation. this is an insane person who has no grip on reality and is getting an adrenaline rush from having a semblance of control in their miserable lives. dont bother indulging them cos youre just gonna get upset<3

BLOCK! block people who are mean to you or piss you off or even just cos You Feel Like It. who cares! nothing matters. we are all here to have a good time. you arent a bad person if you block someone, but if you feel bad you can add their username to the "filter post content" section in your settings so it filters them out (and then use xkit and toggle on 'filter out entirely' so it doesnt even show up on your dash) basically dont let anyone dull your sparkle<3

finally its really not that bad, i dont get hate anons often unless i post something spicy. people are generally nice and even if they disagree it'll be in good faith. ive had drama in the past but its mostly like mutual drama nonsense or vaguepostng or a stan who is feeling particularly emotional that day. cliques and weird relationships online are everywhere and its just part of human nature to be kind of bitchy and judgy sometimes. again Reorient the world. Everyone is just a guy. and i would love to follow your blog if/when it is made!!!

my final recommendation is. Bjork's Bachelorette from her Homogenic album. beautiful song<3

#ask #anonymous #KISSES im not like an essayist type blog though so i apologise if my recommendations are broad<3

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smolwritingchick · 1 year ago

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 32- You're Easy To Mess With

Chapter Summary: Jen celebrates her 17th birthday, her friendship with Amber grows. Some of the members attempt to mess with Yoongi & Jennie while they nap. Jen visits Angelina in LA to support her upcoming album, only for it to be crashed by unpleasant guests.

Words: 8,000+

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Just before dance practice was over, the members took one last break before they prepared to record a Bangtan Bomb of their hyped up version of War of Hormone. Sitting against the wall, Jen casually scrolled through her Instagram. Ever since the music video for War of Hormone dropped, critics have said that this BTS era showed off more of Jen's improved stage presence. Throughout her notifications, she would see people tag her Instagram name, showing others that she was the girl who strutted herself on stage.

'Who is this girl? What group is she in? She's American? She's cool, I wanna see more of her'

They would ask as fans of BTS would answer eagerly.

She was delighted to see that her hard work had been paying off for this era. She planned to keep up the great work and improve with each comeback. Setting her phone down, she and the rest of the members got in formation for the song as Namjoon stood in the middle. As the first beats of the song blare out around the room, Namjoon twitched before jumping up in the air, flashing his stomach.

'Yep, I can tell this is gonna be a mess. Might as well be a mess with them.' She considered with a short laugh.

Let's see if she can be on their level of goofiness.

"Hobi! Hobi~!" Hobi squealed with a broad grin on his face, getting into position with Jungkook.

When Jimin and Tae got in their positions, Jungkook punched Tae in the stomach. Tae let out a loud, dramatic groan while Jen fought the urge to laugh at their shenanigans.

"Look over there, over there!" Yoongi shouted and pointed at Jennie, getting the guys' attention.

"WHAAOOOOOOOO~"

The guys lost their minds as she walked in front of them and the camera. Flashing the camera with a derp face, Jen wiggled her eyebrows.

After the guys freaked out, screaming and yelling outrageously, Namjoon started his verse. All the members begin to dance, acting excessively than usual.

jonjaehae jwoseo (cham) gamsahae

jeonhwa jom haejwo naega (ham) bap salge

a yojeum michin michin geo gata gichim gichim

"AHHHHHH!" Hobi screamed.

His sudden scream caused Jen to slip and lose her balance for a second while in a fit of giggles. She played the fall off by spinning around, posing with her arms in the air, before getting back up to her feet.

hage mandeuneun yeojadeul otcharim

da bichim bichim

(berimachwi) ttaengkyu! nae siryeogeul ollyeojwo

(jayeollasik) don deuril pillyo eobseo

I'll be in panic I'll be a fan

And I'll be a man of you you you you babe

jakkuman nuni doragane yeojadeurui bae (Yup)

"Aye!" Jen and Hobi yell.

yeojadeureun bangjeongsik uri namjadeureun hae (Yup)

"Sing it!" Jen shouted, clapping her hands together.

ttam ppilppil gwaenhi bilbildaege dwae

deo manhi jom sineojwo haihilhil

nado yeollyeodeorp al geon da areo

"Ah, you're the best!" Hobi shouted to the camera.

yeojaga segye choegoran geot mariyeo

Yes I'm a bad boy so i like bad girl

illu wabwa baby urin jal doel geol

Rushing up to the camera, covering his eyes before revealing them with a cute grin, Tae walked back, singing his verse.

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?" Hobi screeched.

Tell me what you want right now

"Right now!" They all shout

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

Imma give it to you girl right now

"Right now!" Hobi shouted.

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

"Choego!" Hobi and Jimin yell ridiculously.

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

"Nae mom!" Tae joined Hobi and Jimin. Rushing up to the camera, Jimin puckered his lips.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

While the seven boys rushed up to the camera again, Jungkook continued as Jen jumped around in the background.

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

"Okay!" Hobi said with Jen as she jumped up in the air from behind.

Oh jajega andwae maeil

"YYYYYEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Taehyung let out an over-dramatic yell as a vein popped out of his neck.

Jen watched Taehyung with an amused, questioning expression. She looked at the camera, pointing to him. "He dun' lost his damn mind. What is going on?!" She questioned the silliness.

"It's the hormones, Ennie. The hormones!" Jimin answered.

"HORMONES!" She yelled, throwing her arms up in the air.

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

Jungkook kicked Tae in the butt as they continued to dance.

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

Getting him back, Tae kicks Jungkook in the butt.

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

As the guys stayed in the back, Jen walked forward, putting her hoodie over her head as she rocked side to side, looking down at the floor. "Uh! Uh! Okay!"

Looking up at the camera, she began her verse in a third person perspective for the female ARMYs, "She knows she's the BEST, from head to TOE!" She shouted hysterically. Jungkook and Jimin let out a laugh. "It's completely ridiculous if you think she don't KNOW!"

"WHAT!?" The guys shout. Jimin and Hobi start shaking Jungkook back and forth as they point at her.

Kneeling on the ground, she pointed to the camera. "Her hair. Her body, her waist and legs, it's okay to stare, she knows that she looks good. Yea, she sees you starin' hard." Back on her feet, she jumped on one foot, like she was tripping, "Caught you off guard. She sees you droolin', Who are you foolin'?"

"AH! AH! Back away!" Jin shouted, shoving Jungkook away from approaching her as he fell on the floor. Tae took the opportunity to kick him while he was down.

As her verse continued to play, Jin got protective, making sure the guys stayed away from her. Meanwhile, Jen turned to the camera and jumped on Jin's back as he let out a yell of surprise. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"When did I agree to this?" He exclaimed as he spun her around in circles.

"Stop hogging her!" Jimin complained.

"Give her to me!" Tae added as she got off Jin's back.

"Not another step!" Jin pointed while Jen turned back to the camera, walking forward while the guys bicker.

Oblivious to Jungkook approaching her, he bumped his hip against hers.

"Whoa!" She shouted, stumbling off to the side. Whipping her head to the side to see who bumped her, she laughed and punched him in the chest. "Not cool!"

Jungkook giggled in response as she shoved him away from her. Pointing to the camera, she sang, "And yes she's the baddest. Yes, she's a bad girl. But she ain't your baby, you gotta earn that."

Getting in position for the chorus, she sang, "Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?" The guys yell wildly

"Hello hello!" She yelled louder

"WHAT!?"

"She'll tell you what she wants right now!"

"RIGHT NOW!"

"Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?"

"Hello hello!"

"WHAT!?"

"She ain't givin' it to you, right now! She's the best and she knows it but she's not yours. She makes your body twist and turn when you in front of her!"

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

La la la la la la la la la

Tae snuck in a kiss on Jennie's cheek, catching her off guard. "That's gonna cost you smarties. My kisses aren't free, Tae." She teased, giggling with him.

"Ah! What is this!?" Jin grabbed her away. "No touching!"

"How could you!?" Jimin shouted at Tae as all the guys ganged up on him.

After their bickering, Yoongi rushed up to the camera, rapping.

eorim banpuneochi eobtji handu beonssik

nolda heeojil yeojadeuregen gwansim eobtji

geunde neol bomyeo baewo body geonchukhakgaeron

"Jungkookie is going up!" Hobi said dramatically while Yoongi was lifted up in the air.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~"

"GO SUGA GO!" Jen yelled as she and the rest of the members jumped up and down, enthusiastically. She fell on the floor as her laughter started to hurt her stomach.

Was this even a dance practice anymore? This was just too much fun. They need to have more dance practices like this.

"Hobi's going!" Tae shouted as she got back on her feet. Hobi started sliding his feet, moving forward with a big grin on his face, while the rest of the members followed his movements.

geunyeo meori badi heori dari

mal motaneun beomwikkaji

gwansim eopdan mari namjaroseon manhi eoisangsil

jageun jeseuchyeo hanaedo ppeogi gaji

Girl ni yuhoge bammada jikyeo

nae keompyuteo jari

As the guys made a door, Tae scooped Jen up bridal style, while Hobi jumped on his back.

"This is a mess!" She laughed.

"Let's go~!" Hobi beamed while Tae managed to walk through the human door.

geunyeoreul wihan lady first

yeojan chagaun bingsan? Let it go

nal michige haneun female nal jageukhaji maeil

Making his way to the camera, Hobi made a heart with his hands, shouting, "I love you!"

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?" Jen yelled with Jimin

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

Tell me what you want right now

Jin began his traffic dance while the rest continued the chorus.

(Hello hello)

"WHAT!?"

(Hello hello)

"What!?"

Imma give it to you girl right now

nae kkeon anirajiman neon choego

ni apeseo baebae kkoineun nae mom

"Ah, I'm tired, guys." Hobi breathed out.

nege dagaseogo sipjiman neomu simhage areumdawo

yeojaneun choegoui

seonmuriya seonmuriya

jinjja nae sowoneun

neoppuniya neoppuniya

nan neoramyeon I'm ok

Oh jajega andwae maeil

aptaedo choego dwitaedo choego

meoributeo balkkeutkkaji choego choego

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?)

"Because of ARMYs!" Hobi made another heart with his hands, while Jen flailed her arms around.

(nugu ttaemune?)

namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?)

"We are men too!" Jimin shouted.

yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) yeoja ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) horeumon ttaemune

(nugu ttaemune?) namjagi ttaemune

(namjagi ttaemune?)

"Because of ARMYs!" Jimin shouted again.

yeoja ttaemune

"Because of ARMYs!" Tae added with Jennie.

For the break dance, Hobi and Jin grab each other's hands and jump up and down. Jimin and Namjoon do their goofy footing dance, while Jungkook and Tae grab onto each other, leaning back with Yoongi behind them.

Meanwhile, Jen decided to perform the running man dance, making her movements bigger than usual as her mouth was wide open in a big grin.

yeojaneun choegoui

Out of nowhere, Tae shoved Jimin off to the side, making him fall down.

"Why!?" Jennie grabbed onto Tae, shaking him.

"Yah!" Namjoon shouted, looking around at the hyped mess.

This was pure chaos!

What were they? Were they sane?

La la la la la la la la la

ap taedo choego dwi taedo choego

La la la la la la la la la

georeumgeori hanakkaji choego choego

As the song ended, Jungkook kicked Tae in the butt, making him stumble on the floor. Jimin kicked him down when he tried to get up and a chorus of laughs were heard. When the recording ended, Jen helped Taehyung back on his feet.

"Best dance practice, hands down." She said with a smile.

"Phew, I'm beat." Hobi stretched and sat down on the floor.

Gathering up her things, Jen saw a Kumamon phone chain on Yoongi's phone. "What's that?"

"Kumamon." He answered casually.

"Cute. Is that your favorite character?"

"Yeah. yours?"

"Hello Kitty." She answered with a big smile.

"Hello Kitty, huh?" Yoongi nodded to himself, making a mental note.

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After taking a shower back at the dorm, Jen headed to a local dog café to meet up with Amber. Spotting her waving with a big grin on her face, Jen rushed over to her, wrapping her arms around her, for a long, friendly hug.

"You're here! How you been, girl?" Amber spoke as she pulled away, gesturing her to sit down.

"I just had dance practice, so I washed up and made my way here. I'm sore, but content." Jen responded she took a seat across from her. Looking around at the variety of dogs strolling and playing around, she smiled. "This place is so cute!"

"I knew you'd like it!"

Watching a Golden Retriever puppy approach her, Jen started to pet it as it nuzzles her hand. "Ugh, so adorable. I want a dog, now. Can you take a picture of me?"

"Hehe, sure." She grabbed Jen's phone while she held the puppy in her hands, holding it close to her with a cute smile on her face.

After snapping the photo, Jen tweeted it on the BTS Twitter account with the caption, 'I'm getting puppy fever! It's so cute! I want a puppy, now!'

"Some of the members have pets and they usually live at their parents' place. If I do get a puppy, I don't have anywhere for it to stay if I'm on schedule and have to travel."

"I can take care of it with you! I live alone with my dogs!"

"You don't mind?" Jen inquired as she set the puppy down.

"Of course not! And we gotta have sleepovers soon. Get you away from all the testosterone. I know it's a workout, living with seven guys, hahah."

"I've gotten used to it but it would be nice to hang with more girls."

"Then it's settled. I'll plan a sleepover for the both of us."

"Sweet! Let me know when."

"So, if you do get a puppy, do you have a particular breed?"

"I'd like a Jack Russell Terrier. They're so adorable. Especially when they're puppies."

"Aw! I hope you get one, soon! So, how's school?"

"The only thing I love about school is my English classes. English is my favorite subject. I'm taking Honors English."

"Ooh, fancy. Planning on going to college?"

"I really want to. But I want to go to college in America. But since I'm here, I'm not sure what the future holds. Maybe I'll go to college here if I can. Who knows what BTS will become in 2017 when Jungkook and I graduate from SOPA."

Amber nodded. "I'm happy that you're serious about your education. Continue that. What other classes are you taking?"

"Oh, you know, the requirements like history, math and so on. I'm continuing my guitar classes."

"Ah, I knew you played an instrument. How's that going?"

"The class is an advanced one, so it is complex. Learning about the history of the guitar and how it's evolved. It's fascinating to learn. I try to stay after school for extra help from the teacher. It helps."

"Are you making friends at SOPA?"

"Hayoon is my best friend at SOPA. One of the sweetest people ever. She is such a great baker, too. Her cupcakes are A1! We gotta bake together. She's timid but if you continue to talk to her, she'll break out of her shell. She's currently preparing to debut in G-Friend."

"Oh wow~! That's great! I wish her the best."

"I'll be checking their debut out, giving her support. I know it's going to be great. As for other friends, I do have some. I try to communicate with everyone and say hey, every now and then."

"Haha, you're so opposite from Jungkook. I heard he's quiet and shy."

Jen nodded a couple of times. "Very. He'll come out of his shell and make close friends. I know he will. Anyone will be lucky to have a friend like him. He's always there when you need him."

"Such friendship goals." The two shared a laugh.

After getting their cups of hot chocolate and a variety of pastries, Amber asked, "So Jen, do you miss America?"

"Always. I always wonder what my sisters are doing on campus and how my parents are. I try my best to Skype, text and call." Letting out a long sigh, she resumed her statement. "Every time I think about my sisters, I realize how much I missed out on having a normal life. I love SOPA and all but it's a bit overwhelming as an idol there."

"Elaborate."

"I want to be treated as a normal student. Treat me like any other classmate. I don't want people to be nervous to approach me or anything like I'm someone superior to them. I'm a normal human being. Let's be friends, talk to me like I'm just a regular student trying to get my education, the same as you. I'm usually filmed and have pictures taken of me in class. Like dude, just say hey to me, and we'll be buddies. But I feel like all they think of me as just an idol."

"I understand what you mean, but you gotta remember that you are becoming famous. Keep in mind BTS is growing day by day. ARMYs are an impressive fan base."

"Yeah...I guess it still hasn't hit me. To be honest, I am anxious about the future. I hope the fame won't overwhelm me."

"Don't forget about the sasaengs," Amber replied in a serious tone.

Making a facial expression of horror, Jen covered her face. "Aw man, I forgot about them."

"Prepare Jen Drop. It's inevitable, unfortunately. Just be aware of your surroundings and the people around you. I don't want you to get hurt." She looked at her with worry. As Jen uncovered her face, Amber smiled and held her hand, squeezing it. "If anyone tries anything, let me know, so I can find where they live and kick their asses."

Letting out a laugh, Jen and Amber shared a smile. "I'll try my best. Gosh, I enjoy talking with you. I feel like I can express myself more in English. I'm happy that you and I get to talk in English, together."

"Me too, girl. How do you feel about your progress in the industry?"

"I feel like I'm improving day by day. I'm thankful that I'm getting more recognition for War of Hormone."

"Well, it's not hard with you strutting with your sexy self on stage. When I saw the performance, I was like, 'Yes, girl! Shake it! Shake that brass!' Speaking of Shake That Brass, I'm working on my solo album. One of the songs is called Shake That Brass. I'll be shooting the music video, soon. Would you like to be a part of it?"

Jen stared at her, astonished. She wanted her to be a part of it? Her?

"No way, really!?"

"Yeah! The more the merrier! Plus, you'll get to meet the people I hang with! It'll be fun~! What do ya say? Please? Please say yes! We'll dance together and everything. The dance isn't difficult. You'll breeze right through it."

"Sure!"

"Yay! I'll keep you updated. Let me know what Big Hit says and everything. You'll have a blast. Taeyeon is also a part of the song."

"G-Girls Generation Taeyeon?"

"Mm Hm~" Amber nodded. "She's super nice. You two will hit it off for sure."

"Can't wait!"

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For Halloween, as the members got their makeup done, they were filmed for a Bangtan Bomb. Jen became Black Widow for Halloween, wearing a short red wig to go with it.

"Do I look badass, now?" She gestured to the costume, giving the fans a closer look at it. "I like it! This is sick."

"Anything you want to say to ARMYs?" She was asked.

"Have a safe Halloween and enjoy a lot of candy!" She grabbed a pack of Smarties. "Gotta have my daily dose of smarties~!" She popped one in her mouth.

"I dunno how you can eat that. There's hardly anything sweet to it." Yoongi approached her, with his hair disheveled and makeup resembling Chucky.

"I dunno, maybe it's because my taste buds are better than yours." She deadpanned.

"Pssh, no the fuck it ain't."

"Language!" She exclaimed in a scolding tone. They'll definitely have to bleep that out when they post the video. Turning to the camera, she put her hands up in defense, clearing her throat. "I sincerely apologize for Suga's language to those who aren't over the PG-14 rating."

Stepping away from the camera, Jen took selfies on her phone until Namjoon photobombed her, pretending he was going to bite her.

"Well, well if it isn't Black Widow. I wonder how your blood will taste." He played his vampire persona.

"The only blood you'll be tasting is your own when I kick you into next week, pal. Now back away if you know what's good for you." She warned, playing along in a fearless tone.

"This isn't over." He went off to his next victim, which was Jungkook.

"He looks scary." Jungkook started backing away, turning to the Bangtan Bomb camera as Namjoon approached him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't come near me! Don't come near me!"

"Aye! Back away from him." Jennie got involved, while Jungkook hid behind her.

"Yah! Give me the boy!" Namjoon demanded.

"You'll have to go through me, first." She stared up at him, fearlessly.

"This should be a movie. Black Widow vs The Vampire, in theaters October 31st. Catch the sneak peek on BangtanTV." Jimin looked on while Jen and Namjoon shared a laugh.

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After they headed back to the dorm, Jen laid on top of Yoongi, as the both of them napped on the couch.

"They still sleeping??" Jimin looked on, watching them.

Recently, Yoongi and Jennie had become each other's napping partners. He enjoyed how she was easy to sleep next to and didn't irritate him while he slept.

"Have they even moved? It's been an hour." Jungkook questioned as he watched them.

"Let's mess with them." Jimin slyly suggested with an evil giggle, rubbing his hands together.

"I'm in!" Tae answered while Jungkook and Hobi also agreed.

"Your funeral," Namjoon replied nonchalantly and went back on his phone.

Hobi took out his phone and began recording as he and the Maknae line slowly made their way to the sleeping pair.

"This just in, we've found two species. The Suga and the Jen." Jimin commentated. "Two species who are dedicated to naps."

"Jen's weakness?" Hobi inquired.

"Smarties," Jungkook answered precisely.

"Suga's weakness?" Jimin asked.

"Unknown," Tae answered. "What will happen when we attempt to wake them? What we will do may be dangerous. If you see a Suga and a Jen, prepare for anything."

"Indeed. We have yet to find out what will happen if their slumber is interrupted." Jungkook added

Hearing giggles and chatter, Jen frowned at the noise. Suddenly she felt a rumble from Yoongi's chest.

"Leave us the fuck alone!" His sudden shout made Hobi yelp in fear and he ended up dropping his phone, while Jimin grabbed it to continue recording.

"MAY DAY! MAY DAY! THEY HAVE AWAKENED!" Jimin hollered.

Jen let out a sigh of irritation because of the loud noise, murmuring to Yoongi, "You want me to hurt them?"

"Yeah. That'll be great. I'll join in." He gently pushed her off him and got off the couch. Jen stretched out her arms in the air and got off the couch, too.

"Uh oh, they're awake!" Jungkook shouted.

"Take cover!" Tae yelled as he and the rest of the guys scattered around the living room, keeping their distance.

Turning their heads to each other, Jen asked Yoongi while putting her hair in a bun, "Who do you want to kill?"

"I'll take Jimin and Hobi." Yoongi responded in a dark tone, cracking his knuckles.

A loud gulp was heard from Hobi when his frightened eyes met Yoongi's glare. Screaming at the top of their lungs when Yoongi began to run after them, Hobi and Jimin jumped around the furniture and into one of the bedrooms.

"Tae and Kook it is." She dashed after them, ignoring their screams and yells. "Yeah, you better run!"

"Any mess you make, you're cleaning it up! Don't break anything!" Jin shouted from the kitchen.

Namjoon shook his head, putting in his earphones. Even with the earphones, he could hear crashing noises, groans of pain, screaming and yelling.

"These kids..." He said, hearing the yells from the four pranksters, as well as Hobi's loud screeching.

"I TOLD you to not mess with my napping!" Jen yelled

"Now you four fucked up!" Yoongi shouted as the four pranksters started pleading for mercy.

"I learned my lesson! I learned my lesson!"

"Please! Have mercy!"

"Y-Yoongi I thought we were cool!"

"Spare me! I'm innocent!"

"After all that I've done for you, Jennie!?"

"I'm sorry! Don't hurt me!"

"Go away!"

"After all that we've been through!?"

"J-Jennie what are you doing with that pillow!?"

"Yoongi, don't strangle him, please!"

"What are you about to do with that pillow!"

"She's trying to suffocate him! Help Taehyung!"

"Ow! That hurt Yoongi!"

"MOMMY!"

The two of them see Hobi desperately attempting to crawl out of the room. "Please...Jin...Namjoon...help us! I beg of you-AHHHHHHH~" He screamed as he was dragged back into the room by Yoongi.

Yoongi slammed the door shut as Jin and Namjoon heard Hobi scream, "No! No, please! I'm sorry! It won't happen again!"

Raising a brow at the violent noises, Jin murmured, "Oh my..." Turning to Namjoon, he asked, "Should we be concerned?"

"Nah. They brought this on themselves. They'll know next time." Namjoon nonchalantly replied. After five minutes, Yoongi and Jen get back on the couch and nap, in the living room, like nothing happened. "Should I check on them, or should you?"

Jin let out a sigh. "I'll get the first aid kit."

Heading into one of the rooms, he found the four boys, battered, groaning in pain and clutching their most aching areas, like their heads and stomachs.

"Now what have we learned today?" Jin smiled. "This is what you get for playing around with the wrong people at the wrong time."

----

When it was finally her birthday, Jen checked her blown up notifications of birthday messages from fans, which put a smile on her face.

'You are such a great person, you make my day! I love you!'

'Thank you for sharing your talent with us. You're one of a kind in BTS! Thanks for showing us girls out there to stay happy and confident'

'Munchkin~ thank you for making me smile every time I see you!'

'Please keep being who you are! Don't ever change for anybody!

'Have a wonderful day!'

'Happy birthday to this beautiful girl!'

'Sending love from Europe!'

'Brazil loves you!'

'Come back to America!!'

'Shouting out happy birthday from America! Hope you come back home soon!'

'Stay smiling!!'

'You always catch my attention in BTS, I will always be a fan!'

'I want you to know how loved you are!'

'So thankful for this girl's existence'

'Stay healthy and don't overwork yourself!'

'Huge inspiration!'

'I'm your biggest fan!'

'Happy birthday to my bias!'

'Happy birthday to my bias wrecker who turns from cute to sexy in three seconds!'

'Happy birthday to the girl with the curls representing the curls!!'

'My baby!!'

'So happy with how far you've come!'

'She's really growing up. I'm so proud of her!'

It was positive messages like that, that gave her a boost of confidence and happiness to continue to work hard. Heading out of her room, she was greeted by the guys helping Jin create a special birthday breakfast for her, blueberry pancakes.

As soon as they saw her, they shouted 'Happy Birthday' and mob her with hugs as she laughed. "Thanks, guys!"

"A chair for the birthday girl." Namjoon pulled out the chair and she sat down.

After the birthday breakfast, Jimin pointed to the front door when they heard the doorbell ring. "I wonder who could that be!" He made his way to the door. When he opened it, a Hello Kitty mascot skipped inside.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!" The guys shouted, getting hyped out while Jennie widened her eyes, looking stunned. The mascot started dancing around as she started to laugh, standing up to hug Hello Kitty.

"All right, whose idea was this?" Jen asked with amazement as she looked on at the cuteness.

"I told the guys how much you like Hello Kitty. So, we planned this. Also, got you some Hello Kitty merch." Yoongi revealed, pointing to the gifts in the living room.

"You guys are really something else, you know that? Thank you, this is perfect." She beamed.

Dancing around with Hello Kitty and taking photos with her, Jen and the rest of the members had a great morning.

Later, in the afternoon, Namjoon knocked on her door. After waiting a few moments, Jen opened her door to have an envelope greet her face.

"One last gift." Namjoon smiled.

"What's this?"

"Open it and see."

Gesturing for him to come into her room, they sat on her bed as he anticipated her reaction. As soon as she opened it, she saw plane tickets. Her stomach dropped when she noticed the destination.

LA.

Snapping her head up at him, she grabbed onto him. "LA!?"

"There's a note. Check it out." He let out a chuckle.

'I told your ass that you would be coming to me in America, or I would come see you in Korea! Pack your bags, girl! You're invited to my album party! I missed you! Can't wait to see ya!'- Angelina :P

Tears began to form in her eyes as she wiped them away.

"I know you miss her. She misses you too. Go see her. I know it'll boost your spirits." He mentioned.

"How'd you know I was feeling bummed?"

"I'm the leader, I notice things. You can always talk to me, you know that right? Anything that's on your mind. I'm here. Just call me and I'll be there."

"Thank you." She hugged him tight.

"Get ready, I'll come with you to the airport."

"Okay!"

They both got off her bed as Namjoon headed to her door. Turning back around to face her, he spoke up, "One more thing. Can you...can you tell Angelina that I like her rapping? Her speed and flow are incredible. I'd like to collab with her if she is cool with it."

"Hand me your phone."

He heard her demand and took it out of his pocket. After watching her type something, she handed it back.

"Tell her yourself." She said with a soft tone.

Looking back down at his phone, his eyes widened at the fact that Jennie keyed in Angelina's number on his phone. "I-I dunno what to say."

"You can start by, hey, this is Rap Monster. Jennie gave me your number. I think your rapping is dope, would you like to collab?' Or something of that nature. You'll figure out something."

Rubbing the back of his neck, he shyly replied, "Ah, I dunno..."

"Trust me, she'll be happy to see that you hit her up. She thinks, and I quote, you're sexy, anyway."

His interest increased at her sudden statement. "Oh really?" He started to grin to himself, raising a brow. "What else did she say?"

Amused at his mood change, she shook her head. "You can find that on your own, buddy. You're the one who has her number."

"S-so do you!"

"Goodbye, Namjoon. Let me pack." She playfully pushed him out of her room.

After packing up, she continued to look around in the kitchen for her stash of smarties. "Hey, Namjoon? Have you seen my bag of smarties? It was in the cabinet. The jumbo ones."

"About that..." Namjoon rubbed the back of his neck, grinning sheepishly. "I tried a couple and they weren't that bad. I moved them, though."

Rolling her eyes, Jen shrugged. "Of course, you did. Where are they?"

"Currently in my stomach as we speak."

Dropping her amused smile, she dropped her jaw. "You ate all my smarties!?"

"N-now listen-"

"Why!?"

"I-"

"Why!?"

"I'll buy you some more!"

"Oh, my gosh, what am I gonna snack on, during the plane ride?"

"When you go to America, you can buy all the smarties you want?" He chuckled hesitantly.

"I'm so over you."

After the anticipated plane ride, Jen arrived in LA with her agent, Diana. As soon as they both arrived, they were greeted by a mob of fans, screaming and having their phones out, filming.

"What the." She paused and looked around. "What? What the heck is going on?"

"Fans sat here for hours to see you arrive," Diana informed her.

"...they can't be all here for me, right? Was there another celeb on board?"

"Only you, Jen."

Still in shock, she decided to approach the fans. "Aye! What up, what up!?"

All she could hear was more screams and cheers as they called out her name. From I love yous, to Welcome Back to America, it was touching. After taking selfies and accepting some gifts from the fans, she made her way to the car with Diana.

Watching the fans try to follow them, she murmured, "This is friggin crazy, man."

So, this is how it's going to be from now on? Maybe this won't be too bad in the future.

The car ride to Angelina's mansion where she and her family lived, went quicker than expected as Jen rushed to take her seatbelt off.

"Slow down!" Diana let out a laugh as she made her way out of the car.

"BABE!" Jen heard a loud scream and got tackled down to the ground.

She grunted loudly as her back hit the ground. Opening her eyes, she saw Angelina squeezing her to death as tears formed in her eyes.

"ANGIE!"

"I missed you so damn much!"

When they finally got back on their feet, Angelina pulled her back in for a tight hug while Jen tightly wrapped her arms around her. Pulling away, Jen tried to control her tears.

"Stop crying! You gonna make me cry, again, damn it!" Angelina wiped Jen's tears away. Stepping away from her, she took a good look at the 17 year old. "Look at you, getting all beautiful and thick. Your butt is bigger!" She poked it.

"Aye! No touchy!"

Letting out a laugh, she grabbed her hand and took her inside. "You and I have some extreme catching up to do."

"Where's the rest of the fam?"

"My mom is shopping. Dad is working, and my little brother is in his room gaming."

"Jennie!" They heard the 13 year old boy as he ran over to them.

"Ah, speakin' of the devil," Angelina said while Jen was hugged by her younger brother. "Still got a crush on my friend, Ty?"

"N-no! Shut up!" Tyrone pulled away and tried to punch her.

"Aye! Who are you swingin' at, little boy?!"

Jennie giggled at their play fighting. Tyrone took a liking to Jennie when Angelina first introduced her to him when they were back in Amity. He thought she was pretty and her smiles always got him to act giddy.

After the 19 year old beat her younger brother, sitting on top of him as he tapped out, Angelina took Jennie to her room, where she'll be sleeping over. Locking the door so Tyrone wouldn't interrupt their girl talk, Angelina sat by her desk.

Jen on the other hand, fell back on her bed, sighing at the comfort.

"You 'ight, girl?"

"Jetlagged." Jen confessed.

"Sorry for dragging you to LA."

"No, I'm happy to be here. I just realized that my body can't run 24/7. I'm exhausted, constantly on the go. I need to take better care of myself."

"Please make sure you do. Don't overwork yourself, girl. So! I wanna know errthing! How's the group? How's Namjoon?"

"Hahaha, you're so eager to know about Namjoon's well being, huh?" Jennie sat up with a smile. "He's doing great. And so are the rest of the members."

"Glad to hear that. You look so happy with them. I'm glad you left and moved on. So, Miss 17, how do you feel now that you're older? I can't believe you're about to be legal next year! I can't wait for you and I to start partying together."

"I honestly don't feel any different. Maybe once I'm 18, it'll hit me."

"What's it like for you in K-Pop?"

"Well, recently, I have been seeing that people criticize me for not looking like your ideal idol. And I'm over here like, I wasn't aware that you had to look a certain way to be in this industry. I have my own style and want to continue breaking boundaries."

"Good, continue that."

"I think I'm doing well to maintain being myself. For our recent comeback, I'm happy that I've been getting more recognition."

"Girl! Let me tell you, when I saw that music video, I was like, no way is that my Jennie, all grown up. You did that, girl. That music video was fire. BTS has great music."

"Thanks, girl! The only thing is, I hope the recent recognition for me is not because I'm acting sexier. I want to be noticed for my talents, not my sex appeal on stage, y'know? As they say, sex sells but I don't want that for myself. I don't want to be portrayed that way."

Angelina nodded, agreeing with her statement as she listened to her continue.

"The dances for our comebacks get intense every time. It's a challenge, but I'm loving every second of it."

"God, I friggin' love you. Your high spirit in the group makes me happy that you're continuing to perform. I totally gotta see you in concert."

"Well Miss 19, tell me about the rapping career!"

"I can't believe I got this far man...it's...it's a blessing, y'know? My life is so crazy now. I'm blessed to have supporters like you and my family in my life. You guys keep me in check, helping me to move forward. And now my first anticipated album reveal party is on the 14th. I'm so nervous."

"How many songs are there?"

"13."

"Who did you collab with?"

"Most of them are just me but I did manage to get Drake in one of my songs."

"No friggin' way! Angie! That's amazing!"

"He's so chill. He'll be at the party. I'll introduce you to him."

"S-seriously? THE Drake? He's coming to the party?"

"Mm hm! It's gonna be lit! I hope I can collab with Nicki soon. Wanna get a sneak peek at the songs?"

"Hell yeah!"

-----

On November 14th, Jen and Angelina were in the limo, on their way to the event. Jen wore a white two piece dress, while Angelina wore a black two piece dress with spaghetti straps.

"Ready, girl?" Angelina beamed.

"You know it."

When the limo door opened, they both stepped out, immediately greeted by paparazzi, interviewers and fans as they stood behind the red VIP ropes. Linking arms, they began to walk, waving at everyone. As they walked down the red carpet, the two of them took photos together, as they heard the paparazzi shout about two former Amity members staying in touch and still being friends.

After the photos, they're stopped for interviews.

"Jennie, how do you feel supporting your former bandmate, Angelina, in her solo career?"

She was asked as she smiled brightly. "I'm so proud of this girl. I knew she was going to make it big when I first heard her rap. I'm ecstatic!"

"I love this girl, right here. I'm so happy she's here with me, today." Angelina hugged her from the side.

"What makes your friendship with each other so special?" They were asked.

"Y'know, honestly, no matter how far we are from each other, whenever we're in different countries, we'll always be friends and keep in touch. We recently got back in touch while I stayed in America and she went to Korea. Shout out to BTS by the way!"

"Jennie, will we be seeing a solo from you, anytime soon?"

Shaking her head, Jen replied, "Nah, no solos from this one. Right now, I'm 100% focused on group songs."

"I hope she solos one day, though. I'll be waiting." Angelina nudged her.

"Will you two be collabing together in the future?"

"Never say never~" Angelina wiggled her eyebrows while Jen winked.

After heading inside the venue, Angelina made her way to the stage, greeting the crowd and giving her welcoming speech, revealing her first album, called, Angie. It was finally out on iTunes and will be in stores the next day. After the reveal, she performed one of her singles, which happened to be with Drake, which got everyone hyped. After their performance, Angelina brought Drake right over to Jen.

"This is my girl, Jennie." Angelina presented

Butterflies filled Jen's stomach as she smiled, trying to act as calm as possible. "Hi! It's nice to finally meet you!" She managed to say, starting off in a shaky tone.

"How you doin', girl?" He politely greeted her, kissing her hand. Jen let out a nervous giggle from his charm.

"I'm trying not to freak out in front of you. Can I have a hug?"

Angelina laughed at her nervousness while he happily accepted her request.

'Oh mah god, it's Drake!' Jen mouthed to Angelina as she wrapped her arms around him.

Whatever cologne he was wearing, it smelled nice.

'I know! Score!' Angelina mouthed at her.

"Jennie is very talented in singing," Angelina added.

"Oh really?" Drake turned to Jen.

"Ah, it's nothing special." Jen tried to deny it.

"Hey, maybe you two can collab, one day? Heck, even the three of us, one day. Have you heard her voice?" Angelina beamed.

"Sing a little, let me hear what you got." Drake gestured.

Jen looked at Angelina in shock, while she laughed at her reaction. Letting out a breath, she decided to sing a little bit of Alicia Keys. After singing, she smiled shyly while he nodded in approval.

"Damn, girl. That was tight."

"Really? That means a lot, coming from you. Thank you."

"She's so in denial, I swear." Angelina shook her head. As the three of them take a photo together, Jen posted the photo on Instagram and on the BTS Twitter, tweeting, 'SHOOKED! So proud of you Angie! I love you!'

After hanging with Drake, the two friends heard the paparazzi shout, "Amity! Amity! Over here!"

"The hell?" Angelina turned to the entrance with Jennie to find Hailey, Trinity and Layla strolling in. "Oh hell no. Why the hell are these bitches here?" She looked on in disgust, making her way to them with Jennie.

Jen exhaled and frowned at the situation. Of course, they would be here.

"What are you three doing here?" Angelina asked in a not so polite tone.

Before any of the three members could respond, they started to get photos taken.

"All five members are here! Can we have a reunion photo!?" They hear the paparazzi shout

"Come on, just like old times." Hailey smiled sweetly. Jen could see right through it as she put on a fake smile for the cameras.

"Angelina! Jennie! Are you going to be rejoining Amity?" They asked.

"Nope!" Angelina and Jen answered immediately.

"That's just too bad. Well, you're always welcome to rejoin." Layla replied.

"I don't want to go to jail for murdering your leader. So, I think it's a wise choice for me to not rejoin." Angelina warned.

After the dreadful photo op, all members of Amity stand in a secluded area to talk without any cameras.

"Wow..." Angelina looked at Hailey up and down. "You got some serious balls to show up here unannounced. And you two are followers. The hell do you think you are?"

"Ouch. That's how you greet us?" Trinity asked.

"I know. The animosity is hilarious." Layla snickered.

"I just came to give my kudos to you and your album. Is that so wrong? And Trin and Lay wanted to tag along." Hailey answered.

"Yep because you're here to promote yourself and steal my spotlight like you always do. Don't you got something better to do?" Angelina spat.

"As a matter of fact, I do." Hailey turned her attention to Jennie and smiled. "Hello, Jennie, long time no see." She spoke in Korean.

Jen parted her lips, staring at her in bewilderment, speechless while Hailey continued to smile innocently.

Did she just speak in Korean?

Why?

How?

Who taught her? What is going on?

"Wh-when did you learn Korean...?" Jen hesitantly asked.

"Oh, a long time ago. Why? Surprised?"

"Wipe that shit eatin' grin off your plastic face." Angelina spat at Hailey.

"Sorry, stupid girl," Hailey replied in Korean.

"What that bitch say?"

"She gave you a half assed apology and called you a stupid girl." Jennie translated with a frown.

"Stupid? I'll show you stupid." Angelina shouted before getting held back by Jen.

"Don't make me get a restraining order against you. Don't forget you're the one who affected my face." Hailey warned in English.

"And that plastic surgery didn't do much to your face."

"Why did you learn Korean?" Jennie inquired in a serious tone.

"That's none of your business." Hailey shrugged.

"You said learning it was a waste of time. Now how come all of a sudden you decide to learn the language? That isn't a coincidence."

"How's BTS, Jen? You should introduce me to your group! I'm dying to meet them! Let's see if I remember them correctly. There's Rap Monster...the leader that I met...Suga...J-Hope...V... Jimin...Jin...and one other...what's his name...? The handsome one. Ah, Jungkook?"

Letting out a shaky exhale to control herself, Jen stared at her with a serious expression. "Do not go near my boys."

"Why not? I'm thinking about collaborating with one of them. Jungkook has a phenomenal voice-"

"You're not going near my best friend. That's not happening."

"Best friend, huh? That's cute. And you got friendship rings to lock it down, huh? What's the problem, Jennifer?"

"I don't feel comfortable with you around him or the rest of the members."

"You're acting paranoid."

"No, I just know you have bad intentions. Stay away from the Bangtan Boys. Got it?"

"Why? Think I might steal your spot?" She taunted

"Did you hear my girl? She said you're not going anywhere near her boyfriend!" Angelina snapped.

"He's not my boyfriend! Cut it out!" Jennie exclaimed

"Well, not yet." Angelina shrugged, earning a punch in the arm.

"Oh? Well, he is handsome. If you're not dating him, maybe I should." Hailey suggested

"HAHAHA!" Angelina laughed loudly. "You can forget it!"

As soon as Jen heard Hailey's statement, a force of protection overcame her as she stepped in front of her.

"Jungkook and I actually discussed this. Whoever he chooses to be with or has a crush on, he told me that he'll come to me, to get my opinion since he trusts my good judgment. And you are nowhere near an option. So, I would appreciate it if you stayed away from him, got it?"

"And who are you to tell me who I can and cannot be around?" Hailey raised a brow.

"Because I won't let someone like you, taint his mind or take advantage of him. Jungkook is a kind, gentle person. He's selfless, and always there when you need him. I'd do anything to keep that bright smile on his face. And I'll be damned if I have someone like you, hurt him. He deserves someone who can take care of him, love him for him and not for his looks, and cherish him. Someone who can make him happy. And you aren't that person and never will be. I won't let you treat him like some play toy for your own pleasure, tossing him aside when you're done with him.

No friggin' way, Hailey. You are not going anywhere near Jungkook or the rest of the members. Forget it. Get that stupid thought out of your head. I'm done with your shit."

Hailey started laughing. "That was adorable. Really. What a speech."

"You think this is funny?" Angelina snapped

Jen shook her head, looking at Hailey with disappointment. "Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"I dunno it's just really entertaining to see you freak out over stuff like this. You're easy to mess with." Hailey shrugged.

"So, you think this is a game? Let's make Jen go crazy for our pleasure?"

"Yeah, it doesn't take much to push your buttons. Especially when you choose the most personal buttons to push. I do find it enjoyable to watch you freak out and fall. I wonder how far I can go with this."

"I wonder how far my fist can go through your face."

"By all means, hit me. We're already in a public setting, anyway."

"Well, you certainly didn't have a problem throwing a drink in my face and running away afterward."

"Because I know that you're not going to do anything to me. You're scared to. Scared of the consequences. It's best if you'd stay in your lane, Jen. If you know what's good for you."

Letting out a scoff as she watched her leave with her followers, Jen crossed her arms.

"You good? I'm about to see if I can kick her out." Angelina placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I really, really am getting tired of her shit..."

"You and me both, sister."

Later on that night, while the cameras were on all members of Amity, Hailey decided to make an announcement on camera. "Well as you know Amity has had their new album, recently." Hailey beamed while Jen and Angelina fought the urge to roll their eyes. "We have some great news for patient fans. On behalf of SongStress Entertainment, I am proud to announce that Amity will be having a world tour very soon in 2015!"

The announcement caused a lot of positive feedback while Jen and Angelina glanced at each other.

"Excuse me?" Angelina questioned. "You're really announcing this at my album party?" Her blood started to boil.

"And...we'll be touring for the first time in South Korea!"

Jen's stomach dropped as she stared at her in surprise. "You are...?"

"Yes! I wanted it to be a surprise, isn't it great?" Hailey happily asked as the cameras continued filming.

"No. It's not great." Angelina replied in a flat tone.

What the heck is going on?

After getting away from the cameras once more, Hailey approached Jen.

"If you ever want Amity to collab with your group, lemme know."

"No."

"Think about it, Jennie. BTS could use the publicity."

"We'll earn publicity by our music. I want nothing to do with you."

"You sure? Your music isn't that good."

"The autotune in your music any better?"

"Okay, you're angry. I'll let you cool down. Tell your boys Amity will see them in Korea. I'll make sure to stop by."

"You wish."

"Just remember, Amity is better."

"Uh huh, we'll see about that." Jen waved her comment away.

After the event, Jen and Angelina are back in Angelina's room. Angelina paced around in her pajamas, still pissed off at Amity's sudden arrival.

"Yo...you have no idea how much I wanted to strangle all three of them...like are you kidding me? Are you really gonna show up to MY album event? MY event? And announce your weak ass world tour? You tried it. I should've kicked her ass."

"I'm glad you didn't hit her. I feel like she's just doing this to get a reaction out of us." Jen murmured, sitting on Angelina's bed.

"Easier said than done, right? Especially when she talked about your boys. I'm glad you stood your ground when she talked about them."

"I'm just...so protective of him and the rest of the members."

"Hey, the Bangtan Girl gotta protect the Bangtan Boys every now and then. Not just the Bangtan Boys protecting the Bangtan Girl."

Before Angelina could continue talking, she got a text message from a random number.

'Hi, this is Rap Monster from BTS. Jen gave me ur number. I think your rapping is amazing, I would love to talk with you and maybe collab with you in the future.'

"Holy shit! My night just got better!" Angelina squealed and started to become a giggling mess.

Jennie smiles to herself.

'About time.' She thought

------

Back in Korea, Jen found herself at the school library after school, writing notes for her Honors English class. "Maybe I should've just taken a regular English..." She murmured

The work had gotten harder, week by week with difficult books to read. But it was her favorite subject and she wanted a challenge. As she continued to have her face in her books, she heard the chair across from her being pulled out. Looking up, she saw Jungkook taking a seat.

"Hey." He grinned. "I finally remembered where you hide out."

"Ha, I don't mean to hide. I find a little solitude here, despite the constant stares and not so discrete photos and videotaping while I work."

"We can always just work at the dorm."

"I know but I like the atmosphere of libraries."

Smiling at her statement, he raised a brow. "You really like school, don't you?"

"Just English and guitar." She returned his smile and went back to her books.

Jungkook continued to watch her while she worked, admiring her work ethic. "Can I ask you something?"

"Knock yourself out, Kookie."

"I-I know you're busy with your Honors English but could you...tutor me in English?"

Placing a bookmark in her book, she closed it and met his stare. "You want me to teach you English?"

"Yes."

A smile came across her lips. "Of course, I'll teach you. Just lemme know when you want to begin." She went back to answering her homework questions in her notebook, which was due next week.

A few moments later, she felt eyes on her. She looked up, catching his stare before he shyly looked down at the table.

"N-now?"

Meeting her gaze, he nodded, revealing a cute grin across his face.

"Now."

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