#n the venue for this is like fully a nightclub

[dullahandyke]

Have been informed that kikuo is gonna b playing in Dublin next year and feeling normal about it

[chorusfm]

Riot Fest 2024 Announced

Riot Fest have announced their 2024 lineup and venue change. Full details below. Riot Fest, the iconic annual punk rock and alternative music festival, is excited to announce its 2024 lineup, along with the introduction of an innovative new world, and a venue change, now with parking! This year's festival will take place at SeatGeek Stadium in Bridgeview, Illinois, from September 20-22nd, featuring 90+ bands over 3-days, and will feature RiotLand, an immersive "Choose Your Own Adventure" world that promises to elevate the festival experience to new heights. Introducing RiotLand: A "Choose Your Own Adventure" Experience. RiotLand is set to transform Riot Fest into an interactive, choose your own adventure where attendees can explore and engage with various themed areas and activities. While the activation experiences will change from day to night, RiotLand is a place where you can escape from the real world and be yourself. A fully interactive site will be unveiled in the coming weeks, but here is a sneak peek of what’s to come: Q101 Radio Tower: A nostalgic tribute to an iconic radio station, featuring live broadcasts and unique photo opportunities. At night, there’s a new fiesta in the making as we speak. It’s out at the Moontower, full kegs, everybody’s going to be there, you ought to go. NOFX World: A stage and area dedicated to celebrating the music and legacy of NOFX, joined by their friends and fans alike, led by the ringmaster, named Fat Mike, to take you into the night. Cabaret Metro Stage: A nod to the legendary Chicago venue, Metro, where many Riot Fest alum cut their teeth long before headlining the festival. AAA Stage: If you know, you know, and that means you were probably lucky enough to be there. AAA was a warehouse venue where Riot Fest hosted many secret shows in the earlier days of the festival. You probably weren’t there the first time, but you won't want to miss it again. House of Law: Courthouse by day, OZ nightclub at night. RiotLand’s only gay punk and dance club that only opens at night. Kevin Smith Tribute Zones:  Quick Stop: An immersive re-creation of the famous convenience store from "Clerks."  Cretin Prairie Center: An area inspired by the film "Mallrats," featuring themed activities and surprises. Who knows, you may end up on Truth or Mate on Riot Fest’s #2 channel, RFTV. Casino: Yes, a casino, and it’s real. Are you feeling lucky? Not gambling advice, but I’m guessing if you poll the Riot Fest attendees…most would tell you to just put it all on black. World’s Largest Festival Bar: Fly in Mr. Guinness as Riot Fest attempts to unofficially break the world record Butter Stamos: Is he made out of rubber or is he made out of stone? Did you know there is at least one Butter Stamos tattoo out there? Nihilist Arby’s: We thought about not even including this one because it doesn’t even matter. Nothing matters. Eat Arby’s. Riot Fest will also feature fan-favorites from years past including the Wedding Chapel (You can get legally married at RiotLand), the Riot Pop!! Skate Ramp, free arcade games from Logan Arcade, Professor Pizza, the world's largest touring rock-n-roll circus freak show Hellzapoppin Circus, mini golf, and all of your favorite bands playing at the same time. Riot Fest 2024 Lineup Riot Fest 2024 boasts a stellar lineup of top-tier punk, rock, and alternative artists, including: Headliners:  Friday brings the return of hometown favorites, Fall Out Boy, making their first appearance at the festival since they first reunited at 2013’s edition.  Saturday brings indie rock favorites, Beck and a very rare performance from Pavement. Closing out the festival on Sunday is a force that cannot be reckoned with – a reunion performance by metal legends, Slayer! NOFX will be performing all three days of the festival as Riot Fest bids them a final farewell surrounded by many of their peers and contemporaries like Pennywise, Descendents, and Circle Jerks. Notable Acts: Filling out the stacked lineup is a wide array of bands spanning… https://chorus.fm/news/riot-fest-2024-announced/

[izzabeean]

Chapter 5 : Impulse

SUMMARY

You've learned something you wish you didn't about Ushijima and now you wish you could forget.

pairing : ushjima x f!reader / oikawa x f!reader / iwaizumi x f!reader

genre : angst + fluff

word count : 2,836

tags :  alternate universe - college/university, post-break up, friends to lovers, pining, slow burn

a/n : What can I say, Y/N has a bit of a sweet tooth! I mean if I spent a day in the city you bet I would be eating a lot of food. Or is that just me? Anyway, I am happy with how this turned out! The next chapter is going to be so fun!

Will try to post every Thursday evening PST, if not latest by Friday.

Hope you're enjoying the series so far!

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Today sucks. 

After last night, you didn’t think it could get any worse, but you were so wrong. The sliver of hope that today was going to be a bit better quickly vanished in a matter of seconds leaving your heart even more shattered than you thought was possible. 

So why? 

Why is it that you saw the person you’d love the most with a girl you’d never seen before? As much as you wish it weren’t so, the evidence is right in front of you no matter how many times you try to push the image away. 

Staring down at your soft serve ice cream, nearly melted, you let out a big sigh trying to repress the tears wanting to form. You wish your favorite flavor of frozen dessert could solve all your problems, alas, the rich creamy flavors only remind you of a date you had with Ushijima… 

“It’s never too cold for ice cream,” you spout, arms linked with Ushijima marching your way to your favorite ice cream shop. It was this particular spot that made you realize Ushijima is more than what you’ve ever wanted in your life. You’d been dating for six months now, a new record in your love life, also a big surprise you haven’t tired him out with your nonsense.

Instead of arguing whether a cold dessert was an appropriate snack in the winter, he just let out a deep sigh in reply knowing you’re not going to be convinced otherwise. 

“Don’t give me that,” you holler, covering your face in your hands, refusing to look at Ushijima.

Gently, he grabs your hands pulling them away from your face giving you a little kiss on the cheek in apology for his teasing.

“Y/N.”

Oikawa’s voice pulls you out of your bitter memory back to sitting across from him at a cafe. Your heart drops, realizing that there will not be any more moments like that with Ushijima. Did everything always remind you of him this much?

“You’re ice cream,” Oikawa says, eyes locked on to the dessert dripping on your hand. 

Quickly you get up from the table grabbing some napkins to wipe up the mess you’ve made which resonates with you very well at this point. Not only are you emotionally a mess, apparently now you can’t even physically get a hold of yourself. Emotional pain is just temporary, yes, yet there’s this overwhelming feeling that makes you think your entire world is closing in on you.

In the process of cleaning up the sticky residue, you let out a growl noticing it’s dripped onto your palish pants producing a humiliating colored stain. You start pressing on the fabric in hopes your mishap would magically disappear… It doesn’t. 

Oikawa peers down at your pants attempting to conceal his chuckle with a titter.

“It’s not funny,” you rasp.

But Oikawa can’t stop himself from bursting into a loud guffaw resulting in a free-flowing of tears. 

Completely exasperated by the chaos, you throw out what’s left of your liquefied treat and sit back at the table covering your face with your hands. You didn’t feel in a rush to embarrass yourself more by strutting around the city with a large smudge of ice cream on your pants.

Once Oikawa gains his composure, he takes his jacket off and passes it to you across the table.

“You can hold this to cover it,” he offers.

The gesture feels loaded, like the true intent is much more devious than that, especially since he seemed to find it so amusing. There’s no way Oikawa could perform such gracious acts of kindness. 

“Take it,” he says. 

“Aren’t you going to be cold?” You reply, shoving the coat away with your hands. 

Oikawa shrugs, “I’ll be fine.”

Giving in to his persistency, you take the jacket. “Thank you,” you breathe.

You watch Oikawa straighten out his shirt and fix his hair as a couple of girls walk by giggling, smiling at him, one even gives a little wave. It puzzles you how Oikawa can be such a dreamboat, from your years of friendship, his reputation borderlines annoying and childish, but the little gestures he’s made today have really made you rethink; this was a side to Oikawa you’ve never seen before.

On your way back to the train station, you look out toward the horizon and see the sun setting; pinks and oranges fill the sky, and the sight before you is quite romantic. The scene itself ended up turning out to be soothing despite the alarming encounter from earlier.

Now your new reality is finally setting in where there’s no Ushijima.

“I don’t want to go home,” you utter.

Oikawa studies you with your head hanging low. The glow of the sun coats you in its gleaming rays, he wasn’t sure if he was imagining things but he noticed the light capture a shimmer of a single tear tracking down your cheek. Then it finally resonates with him: you're not okay. 

“Wish I could get out of these pants though,” you laugh. Then just like that, you revert to a smile. 

“Let’s take you out,” Oikawa says.

“Out? Like to a club?” You didn’t fully expect any sort of resolution from Oikawa, your comment was meant to be rhetorical. 

“Yeah! You, me, and Iwa! We never go together and it will be good for you to go out to have some fun!”

“I don’t know about that,” you sigh.

Oikawa’s eyes widen, the look on his face is full of excitement basically begging you to say yes. He must know you’re feeling vulnerable because it doesn’t take a moment more of hesitation to.

------

When Oikawa said he was going to take you out, he really meant it. The nightclub is lavish as loud music pulses in your chest while crowds of people huddle around the bar and scatter across the dance floor. 

Oikawa could be considered an avid clubber, how could he not be when he is so popular with girls, and had always tried to convince you to join him. You never really have, but you’ve also never really had your heartbroken to this degree. 

“It’s about to get even more crowded,” Oikawa yells into your ear.

10:13 pm on a Saturday evening and it’s going to get busier? Oh god.

Crowds aren’t your thing. Clubs aren’t your thing. Drinking isn’t really your thing. What are you even doing here?

“Shots?” Oikawa suggests pointing to the bar.

Your stomach churns at the thought. Diving into the night with shots seems excessive; they always leave a bitter taste in your mouth and the strong smell makes you want to gag. You wanted a drink to ease you into the evening...

“6 shots of Jäger,” Oikawa orders. 

Maybe not so much tonight.

The bartender retrieves the alcohol and brings back six shot glasses, each filled to the rim of dark liquor. Holding the shot glass up to your face, the potent smell makes your nose scrunch. With a cheers, you throw back the alcohol and the sensation burns your throat; it’s awful. Knowing there’s a second shot waiting, you don't delay the inevitable.

“Someone’s eager,” Oikawa purrs watching you down the second shot. 

The corners of your mouth turn down as the hairs on your back stand up. You let out an ick and turn to Oikawa and Iwaizumi who are both in awe of your tenacity.  Truthfully, you were shocked too. Then all the tension in your body seems to disperse, from the day, from entering the nightclub. You finally feel relaxed.

“Am I going to be waiting for you all night? Or what?” You tease eyeing their untouched liquor. 

Both men look at each other and take the shot in one gulp. Calling over the bartender you order another round, this time they’re a lot easier to take.

“You’re really not playing around,” Iwaizumi teases, impressed that you’re able to down three shots in a matter of minutes upon entering the venue.

Shifting your gaze to Iwaizumi, he looks so hot in his black button-up shirt with the top two buttons undone. A warm feeling fills your chest, you didn’t know if it was the alcohol hazing your perception or you were genuinely starting to crush on him. 

Damn it, you think to yourself while your eyes continue to linger on him. 

Considering your current situation, the smart thing to do here would be to do nothing. On the other hand, you couldn’t help that your heart fluttered in Iwaizumi’s presence. Surely, he didn’t realize the meaning behind his words but it brought you lower into the sort of absolution that you were definitely forming a rebound crush on him. But you couldn’t let yourself. Of course, if you did, you were bound to hurt Iwaizumi and your friendship with Oikawa. You had to stop yourself before it was too late.

Oikawa’s eyes fall onto you, noticing your ogling. You seem to illuminate with this glow he hasn’t seen all day and for a split second, he is fueled with irritation at the sight. But catches his outward anger and pushes it down, gaining composure. 

------

Keeping up with Oikawa for most of the night was a bad idea. Certainly, it didn’t occur to you until you stumble into the bathroom all by yourself, realizing you were most definitely unable to stand straight without help. 

Check yourself out in the mirror, you pull out your phone to take a raunchy selfie. You smirk at yourself checking the photo before posting it to your social media story.

That will show him, you think, hopeful Ushijima will see the image you’ve posted. He’s not the only one who can have fun.

Before even pressing “post” you get a text from Oikawa asking where you are. You giggle as you type come find me and press send with the intention of finding him first.

As you leave the bathroom, you begin to scan the crowd for Oikawa or Iwaizumi trying to recollect where you last saw them. The crowds of people in the vicinity make it practically impossible and the further you walk into the nightclub, the louder the music gets, the brighter the lights are, the warmer your body feels. 

All you wanted to do was get out.

Stepping outside, there’s this instant relief from the crisp evening air although it doesn’t last long, and soon a violent shiver courses through you. Turning around to go back inside the bouncer stops you then points to what seems like an endless line of people. 

“B-but, I-I just need to get my jacket,” you stammer.

“Sorry, ma’am. You’re going to have to wait in line,” he booms.

Your outward calmness cracks, too anxious to even think up an excuse. You needed to find Oikawa or Iwaizumi and you need to find them now! 

You turn your attention back to your phone as you begin to type out a text to come meet you outside the club.

“Hey sweet cheeks,” a raspy voice calls out.

You look up and see a rough-looking guy in line making intense eye contact with you. Normally you don’t judge, but your drunk bordering wasted self notes this man was very sketchy and it’s best to avoid him. So you turn your back to him and call Oikawa instead.

“Hey don’t ignore me,” he yells.

You start walking in the opposite direction from the line as far away from the stranger as possible. You’re a bit worried he can still see you and slip into an alley beside the nightclub, the phone still ringing on the other end. 

“Pick up. Pick up. Pick up!!” You mutter into the receiver. Oikawa doesn’t, so you try again.

“I don’t like being ignored, sweet cheeks.” The same raspy voice makes you jump as you turn around to see the scraggly man backlit by fluorescent streetlights, only making his appearance more menacing. 

The call goes to Oikawa’s voicemail again.

“Guess your friend ditched ya,” he continued walking closer to you. The statement sobers you up as his aura escalates to a more threatening demeanor. 

“They said they’ll just be out,” you squeal.

“Yeah?” The stranger keeps shortening the distance every step. “Why don’t you come with me?”

He’s so close now that you can smell his disgusting breath and you start to panic. “I-I can’t, I’m waiting for someone, th-thank you though.”

Why the fuck did you say thank you? Your brain screams at you.

“Oh come on sweet cheeks,” he coaxes, reaching out to clasp on to your wrist. “I’ll show you a good time.”

Your body freezes at his touch. It stings as a sharp pain from his grip makes you want to scream or cry, but the shock was melting your ability to. You felt so useless and timid in times of distress. You didn’t know what to do, you couldn’t escape searing clutches of--

“What do you think you’re doing?” A deep voice thunders.

The stranger turns to see the culprit and you slowly glance to see Iwaizumi with an intimidating aura protruding from him. 

“Just having a nice talk,” the stranger purrs, tightening his grip more and you let out a little yelp.

“Is that what this is? She looks pretty scared to me,” Iwaizumi retorts.

“This’ none of your business kid,” the stranger rages.

“Actually it is,” he demands stepping closer. “Let go of her.”

A vein on Iwaizumi’s neck pops out as his hands start to ball into fists. Now the stranger is intensely regretting his choice and you can sense it from the fact he’s visibly shaking. You are nearly on the verge of tears from the pain in your wrist and wonder if he was going to break it.

“Let go,” Iwaizumi orders again.

And this time he does, the man, nothing but a weak buffoon, frees your wrist and walks off in a trudge.

“You okay?” Iwaizumi walks over to you to take a look at your wrist. 

You nod, letting out a deep exhale trying to hide how petrified you were while holding your wrist.

“Does it hurt,” he asks, gently applying pressure to it. “Let me take a look.”

Initially, you flinch at his touch, afraid the searing pain will return, instead, his fingertips lightly trace your wrist while analyzing it thoroughly.

“Let me take you to a hospital to be sure.”

“No, no,” you breathe, locking eyes with him. “I’m fine, just a little sore.

Iwaizumi’s face flickers with a bit of uncertainty but decides not to push it and lets go of your wrist to take out a cigarette.

“Fuck,” you hiss. You felt like an idiot for going off on your own, for drinking this much, for going out at all. “I’m sorry.”

Deeply inhaling the smoke, he turns to you, “For what?”

“For running off by myself, and you totally just saving my ass. It’s just… pathetic,” you exclaim, reverting eye contact with him-- you’re slightly embarrassed and his silence is only telling, considering you barely know each other. “I swear to god, I’m not normally like this.” 

“It’s not pathetic,” he states, shrugging his shoulders. “Oikawa says you’re dealing with shit.”

Your reaction isn’t short of an embarrassment. His words hurt you as the scenario of Oikawa telling Iwaizumi about your break-up fills your mind. You scoff. “I’m fine!”

“You’re a horrible liar.” Iwaizumi didn’t have a problem calling you out as you stared at him after a few moments of silence. 

“So what am I supposed to tell him?” you mutter, this surge of anger sweeps over you, you feel this swell of rage boiling inside. “That it’s ok to see my ex, not even a day broken-up with a new girl? It’s fucking bullshit!”

He turns to look at you and blinks at your reaction. The sudden unexpected word vomit makes you pause. 

“Sorry… I didn’t mean to take it out on you,” you whisper. “It’s just weird, you know, all of it. I didn’t expect to be blindsided like that. It’s just…” You look over to Iwaizumi listening intently to you and feel your face grow hot. “Oh my god, I’m sorry! You never asked.”

It’s awkward and quiet, you’re pretty sure Iwaizumi can feel it too. You’re puzzled with what to say and feel pressured to express a less depressing answer. You didn’t want to drop the mood of the evening. In those moments, it became apparent you needed to sober up.

“Can I have one?” you ask. 

He looks at you with wide eyes, “You smoke?”

You take out your lighter that you have stowed away in your purse flaunting it as evidence of your new bad habit. Iwaizumi tosses you the pack of smokes.

“You’re not going to tell on me, are you?” You’re trying to sound like you’re joking but a hint of worry seeps through and you’re left waiting for a serious response from him.

“Your secret’s safe with me.”

[rrocketgrunt-archive]

Castelia Smash ‘N Grab Pt. 1

Castelia’s Sewers were something of a city in themselves. Expansive and oddly spacious. If you could tolerate the smell and hordes of rattatta, you could make your way deep within to find the nightclub established in some dried out section. It was here where Aiden was currently suffering a migraine which put him off his tequila.

“AJ! Yo, Ay-Jay,” yelled a voice, barely audible over the music. Over the crowd, a tall and enthusiastic man waved and gestured for Aiden to follow. He forced his way through the sweaty patrons, cursing at those who refused to just move. He hated this place... But, it was Samson’s venue of choice for pitching new jobs and ideas.

“Hey, Sam.” The two of them did a sort of fist-bump/handshake that only they knew. Samson welcomed him into the repurposed maintenance room and Aiden gave a relieved sigh when the door closed and reduced the lobotomizing music to a dull, repetitive thud. It was still enough to vibrate the table and put ripples in Aiden’s drink. He stretched and leaned back in his chair.

“What’cha got this time, Sam?”

Samson swept his dreads aside to avoid sitting on them and placed himself across from Aiden. He was a bit of an entrepreneur, or thought himself to be and so his latest project always came first. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a handful of vials which looked almost identical to standard battle items aside from the cartoon spinda haphazardly printed on them. “Call these Xtremes,” Samson explained. “Guaranteed to max out specific stats in battle. Hell of an advantage in the Pro Circuit.” The Pro Circuit was the name for Unova’s underground battle scene which was illegal for its lack of restrictions, gambling and fight-to-the-death standards.

Aiden examined an Xtreme Speed. “Yeah? And what’s the catch?”

Sam frowned. Of course he’d ask about the fine print... “The catch is, they have a pretty high chance of afflicting a random status condition on the user. Sometimes it poisons ‘em, sometimes they’re fully paralyzed, sometimes they just fall asleep. You never know what you’re gonna get. But! When that doesn’t happen or when your fighter shakes it off?” He whistled. “Serious power.”

Aiden set the vial down. Too many kinks for his taste. “I’ll pass it along, but you know I’m not a drug pusher, Sam.”

Sam went straight faced. A little hurt that his hard work was rejected. “Your loss,” he shrugged. He placed the vials back in his jacket and pulled out his phone. “Ok, alright, next we got... Ah yeah, this group. Call themselves Team Plasma. They’re lookin’ for info. Seems right up your alley.”

“Plasma?” Aiden raised an eyebrow. Those are the medieval larpers who think wool is murder and Combee are being enslaved for honey, right?”

“Yeah, something like that. But the pay’s good!”

Aiden rubbed his jaw. “I’ll keep it in mind. I’m sure I can scrounge up a video of a meat packing facility lowering a live Tauros into a grinder to make hamburger.”

Sam went wide eyed. “......They do that?”

Aiden couldn’t contain his laugh and he put his head down on the table and pounded his fist. He wiped a tear from his eye. “Snrk, ok. Anything else? Gotta be something more juicy than battle drugs and Poke Rights Activists.”

Sam looked unamused at having his chain yanked. “You’re sick, man... Ok. Lastly, I got a leak that says a new corporation in working on a way to artificially copy pokemon, any pokemon, by exploiting storage box technology. Catch one, get an army free. Imagine that! Having an army of bootleg legendary pokemon! That is some seriously valuable intellectual property. They know it, too. Evidently, all info is analog so hacking isn’t an option.”

"How reliable is your source? If it’s this valuable and physical penetration is the only way in, it seems a bit... suicidal.”

“The source is an employee concerned about the abuse of power of this sort of thing. Low key recorded a conference meeting where the execs discussed the project’s military applications.”

Aiden frowned. This was, indeed, a dangerous prospect. One that governments and criminals alike would want. He didn’t like the idea of it being in anyone’s hands, but he figured if it was possible, it would exist sooner or later anyway. Maybe this could be an opportunity to broker that power appropriately. Or maybe just destroy it.

And besides. A high-stakes death-run of a mission could be just what he needed to ease his boredom. He leaned back in his chair.

“Sounds dumb as fuck. I’m in,” he grinned.

[msilwrites]

Addio al celibato

A/N: Errr... so I finally had enough sleep and inspiration to write whilst at home. Enjoy! 

This story is the continuation of ‘The Strange Woman’. 

Genre: Action/ Drama / Comedy

Sandro Balestreri - Michele Morrone

Tilly McLeod - is an original female character

Will McLeod - Liam Neeson 

Henry McLeod - Henry Cavill

                                                 Addio al celibato

                                                  Sandro’s POV

 I thought the next time I would see Tilly would be at the wedding. I had almost forgotten of the parties that are to take place before the event. There was the preparations for the wedding, the engagement party, and her Addio al Nubilato.

Tilly told me that she would take care of the all wedding preparations, including financially, and my job was just to show up on the wedding day. I was of course, insulted again. Though I am now fully aware that Tilly is capable in handling details, I didn’t like the way she seemed to doubt my capabilities, and made me feel that I wasn’t dependable enough as a man. 

“But Sandro, I’m just helping you by getting rid of the burdens... so I’ll handle everything. After all, this is an arranged marriage, I know my own place and I am sure you would want nothing to do with this wedding or marriage.” was her reply. I didn’t like her answer. She often make it sound like I’m ‘useless’ and intolerable. Of course, despite this being an arranged marriage, it never meant that I was unwilling to help out with the preparations. In the end she had agreed with a smile and she had begrudgingly let me play a part. 

When I was helping out with the preparations, I had managed to get a look at the invitations she had sent out for the party and wedding. To my surprise, her Addio al nubilato invitation included those big ‘La Familias’ which makes it suspicious. I am fully aware that this woman is the daughter of one of Scotland’s laird, and secretly the most dangerous mob boss with the big cannabis empire, but she didn’t look like she had any involvement with her family’s business. Nor does she look like someone who can even kill an ant. Moreover, isn’t an ‘Addio al nubilato’ supposed to have women as a guest only?!

“Oh, they’re family friends, of course, I must invite them! And well, no one really made the rule that you can’t invite men to a bride’s party as long as they are the bride’s entourage, right?” was her quick answer. “Well, everyone does the same thing differently.” she added, before turning her back to me in a hurry, leaving my office.

For some reason, there is this nagging feeling telling me that there is indeed something strange with Tilly. Warnings were flashing in my head, and I couldn’t pinpoint what it was? So out of suspicion, I asked my right hand man  Emil to keep a watch at her, and that includes escorting her to her own bridal shower. To my surprise Tilly was fine with it and thought nothing of it.

                                                          **********

To Emil’s surprise, his cousin’s bride, despite her dry british humor, was actually funny and easy to get along with. He didn’t understand what was Sandro so suspicious about his harmless wife to be. Throughout the car ride to the venue, Tilly spent mosts of her time, answering phone calls either about work or the party preparations.

When they finally arrived at the place, Emil was impressed with how Tilly organized her whole bridal party. It felt like some sort of rustic/gothic neo-noir carnival, with fire dancers and breathers. 

A funky jazz rock band complete with saxophones,strings, drums and rock guitar was playing on the side which surprisingly played good music, matching the atmosphere. There was also a magician who was set to perform. The decorations, and food looked very superb. A bar was stationed in the side, serving the bride’s favourite type of red wine, craft beers and whiskey. On the other was a barbecue pit, roasting what looked like a large piece of lamb and on the table was a large antipasto filled with pancetta, different types of cheese, grapes, and many more finger foods. The table was also decorated with purple flowers, black candles and black lace tablecloth.

On the centre was a black tiered cake decorated with flowers, according to Tilly, it was her favourite caramel banana and dark chocolate cake. 

For some reason it felt like some sort of gothic Hogwarts has graced in Sicily. He couldn’t be more certain about it, specially when Tilly’s guest arrived.

The first to arrive were her family; her parents William and Ottilie Mcleod and her younger brother Henry McLeod. The roar of the big bikes they rode to the venue could be heard from afar. WillIam with his wife sitting behind him, rode ahead of their son. When they unmounted from their bikes, they quickly greeted their daughter with lots of hugs and a kiss in the forehead. To Emil’s surprise, he never would’ve thought the he would one day see the tough mob boss William and his wife cry, whilst saying that they ‘never thought this day would come’. Whilst Henry, her younger brother blew his nose, who also ended up in tears.

“Da, Mum . You know it’s just 3 hours from Edinburgh to Italy” he reasoned. 

A few minutes later, the rest of the entourage arrived. Emil could already guest their arrival even from afar. The roar of the bikes were very loud, especially the fact that it was a big group that was approaching.

Tilly’s brother Henry passed his sister a fancy paper bag which contained a leather jacket that was embroidered with the word, “Bride”. She quickly wore it, and pinched her brother’s cheeks as a way of saying thank you, before walking to the reception to welcome the rest of her guest.

Her guests parked their bikes, and alighted whilst taking off their helmets. Emil would’ve mistaken the event for a GQ photoshoot because of how dapper her guests looked. The men wore black suits and the women wore black dresses paired with biker jackets, following the dark theme of the party. 

“Emil! come, you are my guest for today, so please enjoy the party.” Tilly called.

For some reason Emil was very sure that he would enjoy Tilly’s party instead of his cousin Sandro’s Addio Al Celebato and didn’t regret going with her.

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The sound of groans echoed throughout the whole hotel room. Sandro looked down at the woman who was writhing beneath him, whilst he thrust into her continuously. The woman have come up to him during his bachelor party. Despite being dressed classy, she looked seductive and had provoke the men in his party, including him.

Hitting a sensitive spot inside her, the woman moaned causing her to arch her back like a cat. The woman and Sandro finished together with a final thrust and both fell back into the bed. He couldn’t understand why, that thought he was with another woman right now, he was thinking of another. None other than his wife to be, Mathilda McLeod. 

The report that Emil had sent to him earlier regarding her party crossed his mind. Tilly looked happy and had a glow in her cheeks. She looked genuinely happy with the smiles she gave to her guests compared to the ones she had given Sandro, which often looked forced and stiff. 

He shook the thought about Tilly out of his head, and his thoughts went to Emil. That traitor... Emil refused to come over to Sandro’s party and he also had the nerve to  say that boring English woman throws a better party than him, claiming that ‘Hogwarts’ full of ‘deatheaters’ was better than a pumping nightclub with drinks, hot girls and strippers.

His thoughts was interrupted when his companion offered her full red lips for a kiss which he denied. A behaviour that was unlikely of him. Ever since he had met that oddball Tilly, all he could think about was her. He hated to admit, that he was intrigued by her and her ‘oddness’.

Dismissing his companion, he told her to get dressed and leave. Glancing at the woman, he couldn’t help but compare her to Tilly. The disparity between her and the women he usually went for, including the one who he had just slept with, was great.

It annoyed and confused him. It was after all an unfamiliar feeling. Despite Tilly’s sunny disposition, she didn’t look at him like mosts women did. She had not made a move to seduce and sleep with him, much less talk to him, unless it was related to the wedding and their arrangements.

It wasn’t long before he was out and away from both the hotel room and the woman inside.

Tapping absentmindedly on the steering wheel of his car, he didn’t realize that he had already arrived home. He checked the time and realized that it was already three in the morning. Alighting out his car, he snapped his head at the direction of the loud roar of multiple engines, approaching the estate. He quickly went up to the terrace to see what was all that noise. 

In front of the Range Rover he had provided Tilly as a ride, a group of men and women dressed in black suits and dresses rode their motorbikes until the gate, his bride-to-be, was seating behind another person, her hands, on the shoulder of the man. And for some reason, a pang of jealousy hit him. 

Tilly alighted, and kissed the man’s cheek, before all of the riders, blew their horns and cheered, whilst riding away from the estate. 

Sandro headed downstairs to meet them, and saw Emil, his two bodyguards, and Tilly, talking whilst laughing as they enter the casa. 

“I see that you all had fun...” was Sandro’s ‘greeting’.

Emil and his two bodyguards quickly stood up straight. Whilsts Tilly’s smile faded upon seeing Sandro. This not only annoyed him, but also bothered him.

“Well, good night, Madame Tilly!” Emil bows with a fake english accent, “Bye Sandro!” he adds, before he leaves the house with his two bodyguards in tow. 

When it was just the two of them, it became awkward because of the silence, so Tilly made the first move, attempting to excuse herself  to head upstairs in her room and call it a night. However, Sandro had stopped her midway.

“Who was that just now?” he asked, sounding a little more confrontational.

“Huh? That was Emil...” she answered whilst her brows furrowed. Was there someone else there?

“I mean the man you kissed in the cheek... who was that?”

“Oh... that was-” before she could even finish, Sandro quickly interjects.

“I know that this is an arranged marriage, but it is viewed differently when the woman is the one who cheats... I know you told me to be discreet, but couldn’t you do the same for yourself?” he mentions,  which sounded like an accusation. He didn’t mean it but he quickly realized his mistake as her expression changed.

She looked at him and chuckled, what he expected to be the stiff smile she often gave, turned into something else. Her lips twisted into a contemptuous smile,  the wrinkle of joy in the corner of her blue eyes disappeared, and her expression turned cold. “That was my younger brother, Henry. You will meet him at the wedding.” she says, devoid of any affection.

Sandro felt guilty for accusing her, but it soon turned into surprise when she suddenly walked towards him. Her cold eyes looking straight at him, not wavering, causing him to step backwards as she was getting a little too close for comfort. Tilly might only be 5′2 and a half, but Sandro felt that it as if she stood tall like him.

Tilly touched his neck with a flick  of a finger, hitting his skin. “Ipocrita...” she says in a low stern voice before walking away, but not before giving him a cold glare.

Sandro’s eyes widened in disbelief at her audacity and what she had just said. Only for him to realize that he had almost forgotten about the hickey that was on his neck.

By the way, if you want to read the previous story, here it is,  ‘The Strange Woman’.

The Next Part of this story is here; The Wedding

A/N:  I will be editing this because I probably have made a number of grammatical errors. I hope you enjoyed the story. FYI. It will be a series of one shots

[sonyeondone]

Follow The Sound

피리소릴 따라와 ________________

Main: Female Reader x Jeon Jungkook

A/N: Anyone that knew of Jeon Jungkook knew the reputation that preceded him; somehow, someway, those who crossed his path in a most promiscuous way were never the same. 

Unfortunately, she did not know of Jeon Jungkook.

Series Warnings: Violence, Sexual Reference, Alcoholism, Angst

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Music, she thought to herself, surely wasn’t supposed to be enjoyed at such a loud volume. Nightclubs and similar venues always seemed to play music as if their intentions were to drown out any conversation, and thus force the masses to fill the dance floor. Perhaps that was just it; club music wasn’t meant to be enjoyed, it was meant to be utilized. 

Utilized it was, so much so that she felt herself jostled around between the bodies of others who, like her, just wanted a good night. The most apparent commonality in the crowd was the wish of a night to disappear. A night of non-existence. This is what she wanted, at any rate. A tug could be felt on her arm, her eyes which had previously been closed with the swaying of her head opening to find Euna, her biggest influence and possibly her closest friend, at a proximity that could almost be called intimate. 

 “I’m getting really hot, Honey” was all she could manage to shout across the closed distance, the rest of the sentence left unsaid, and rather iterated by her pointing to the exit door, the affectionate nickname Euna had dubbed her being tacked on the end. A nod and an outstretched hand passed across the given reply, and the two girls took hands and made the rough journey through the perspiring bodies and carefree souls. 

Bursting through the door that resembled more of a hole in the wall, the two let the cold night air settle into their lungs, a welcomed change from the sweat that clung to the air inside.

“Thank god- you know, I was started to feel a hand creeping up on my shoulder and knew that it was time for a break,” Euna lamented as her dainty fingers dove into her purse.  “I could tell, the guy behind you had a very....steady stare. Almost like his eyes were glued to you,” Honey agreed, as her eyes swept over the ever lengthy line of individuals still wishing to get between the moving bodies in NB2.  The two girls made distance between the club and themselves, letting the wind lift their hair and soothe their skin.  “I haven’t even drunk that much but I feel a bit-”  “Dizzy? Yeah, I think you got a bit heavy on the cojinganmek,” Euna finished her best friend’s sentence with the ease only a best friend could manage.  “Mixing drinks isn’t supposed to be all too good for you. I couldn’t help it though, they were nice, and I don’t usually like beer.” Euna only replied with a nod, and took Honey’s arm so that the two were linked elbow to elbow.  “Well, when we go back, no more. Just straight soju, keep it simple, okay?”

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With their bodies feeling newly refreshed and the time only reading 2am, Euna turned their brisk walk back toward the club, ready to re approach the mob of youthful party-goers. 

The dark night was not so dark thanks to the illumination of bright signs and the neon's adorning rows of shops, and signalling wayward nightlife into the warmth of their spaces. 

Yet, she and Euna’s sight didn’t seem to pierce the dark as they approached the club, just a turn away.

As they spoke to one another, their brief distraction was broken when Euna suddenly stopped, failing to alert her friend to the reason for doing so. Instead, Honey kept walking, and bumped into the broad and solid back of a stranger, tall and shadowed. 

Honey winced and recoiled, quickly taking several steps back and clinging to Euna out of sheer, hot embarrassment. The stranger made his turn to them as apologies spilled from her lips like a broken faucet.

“Oh my g- I am so sorry, I didn’t see you there, I should have been watching where I was going, and I just-” The string of words that unravelled from her mind was cut off by a deep, lighthearted laugh. Euna, who had quietly whispered for Honey to ‘stop rambling’, brightened up at the sound, a reaction quite polar to Honey’s own reaction. She was too enthralled with the source of the sound that stopped her thoughts from reeling. 

He was...

beautiful.

There was no other way for her to describe it. It was a beauty that could only be described as otherworldly. Men like him...they just didn’t exist.

Or, at least they hadn’t three metres back, when she was blissfully ignorant. Atop his head was a curled mess of rich, dark hair that glistened auburn in the neon behind him. That alone would have been perfect, a tantalising mixture of well kept and effortless, had the rest of him not been just as appealing to look at. But oh it was. She would have kept staring. She could have simply looked at him long into the night and the break of new morning.

Somehow, though, she was able to break from whatever bewitchment he had over her when he spoke- and subsequently reminded her of her best friend still cradling her arm. Honey flicked a quick glance at Euna, who, judging by the subtle shock that graced her face, shared the same train of thought.

“That’s okay. Honey, was it?” he queried, his eyebrows pulled into a frown of question, as he gestured to her before resting his hands on his impossibly slim waist. It was a waist curved in such a way that almost gave him the illusion of being spindly, had it not been for the stretch and strain of his shirt over his biceps. 

“Oh, actually, that’s just a nickname, Euna calls me,” she clarified, acknowledging the girl on her arm, then offering up her given name.

He nodded thoughtfully as if mulling the information in his mind, letting the slight pause linger on his tongue before speaking again.

“Well, are you two headed to NB2? It seems like there’s quite the line.”

Honey’s voice paused in her throat.He was a stranger. Should she be divulging this information to him?

No matter how absolutely gorgeous he was, no matter how impossibly breathtaking his frosted white smile was in the shadow that clung to him, he was still a stranger, and strangers were notorious for bringing danger when not fully acquainted. Before an answer could be evaluated on her own end, Euna’s voice cut the space between them through a cordial smile.

“Actually, we just came from there, we’re on our way home.”Her response was swift and calculated, and Honey decided it was only right to go along with it.

“Yeah, it’s a little bit of a journey,” she added, hoping her embellishment would sell the story.

“Well, that’s too bad,” the perfect stranger started, clicking his tongue. Just as quickly as it had come, his expression passed and was replaced with something Honey could only describe as tempting. “Maybe we’ll bump into one another again, sometime.”Euna nodded with an eagerness, that one could possibly misinterpret as the same hope for a reuniting.

Her best friend knew better.

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“So...who was the guy? You obviously knew him, you couldn’t get away from him quick enough.”

The question, expected and uncomfortable in Euna’s chest, was kept without reply for a beat or two, before she sucked in a deep breath. The two of them were resting on the one bed, unwinding after a short trip home filled with avoidance and apprehension of this very subject.

“I didn’t realise it at first, but the more I looked at him, the more he seemed familiar. His name is Jeon Jungkook, and he is, from what I’ve heard, nothing but bad news. And I’ve heard a lot.”

“What do you mean, ‘bad news’. Like...like drug lords and gang member bad?” 

“No, not quite. Might as well be though. He can’t keep his hands on one person for very long. Whoever he touches just...disappears. Obviously not literally, but their life just seems to deteriorate. I knew a girl- one minute she was just talking about a boy she’d met who was really kind and charming, Jungkook obviously, and the next she’s dropped out of a course she’s getting high marks in and loves. Last I heard of her, she was kicked out of home, but I can’t be sure because I lost contact with her.”

Honey turned over Euna’s words in her head, surprise and horror painting her features. 

“All because she slept with him?”

“Yep. Probably started before that, even. Maybe when she first looked at him.”

Euna shook her head slightly and sighed. “Everyone I’ve ever heard of getting with him has their life just crash and burn. It’s his reputation. People know this, it isn’t a secret. And yet, somehow, for some reason, people still risk it. Still sleep with him. It’s just...I don’t know, it’s not worth it. It’s stupid.”

“Yeah,” Honey nodded, digesting everything she’d heard over the span of five minutes. Overlaying those words onto the image of him-

Jeon Jungkook

- that was now brandished across her memory.

“Stupid.”

[maman-suho]

False Impression || Jackson Wang

When you went to the parc to read a book, you hadn’t expected the venue of a gorilla dressed in an awful tracksuit to ruin your concentration.

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Jackson Wang

Words: 3,5k

Tags: Humor? 

A/N: hmmmmmmmmmm... I initially just wanted to make fun of Jackson Wang while still complimenting him but... it somehow turned into a message against stereotypes. Sorry about that haha. And yeah the gif isn’t really representative of the Jackson Wang in this fic. Just imagine him with his purple tracksuit okay? 

/!\ Unedited /!\

« No. »

Watching his face crumple, you were almost enjoying the situation. Indeed, being disturbed by a womanizer while peacefully reading a book in a parc wasn’t really what you’d planned for the afternoon. Still, you had succeeded in finding some amusement by rejecting his advances without gentleness. 

When he arrived by your side, taking a seat without even asking, all you wanted was to get rid of him. The afternoon was great, the sun high in the sky and the parc wasn’t too crowded. If some would have complained about the wind, you couldn’t care less. Yes, you’d had some difficulties to read due to wild pages and tumultuous hair. But what was more convenient than impromptu gusts to push people away? Being almost alone in a desert island of green, brown and orange, a scarf around your neck,  somewhere hidden between thickets and falling leaves… As cheesy as it seemed, your heart could not deny the attraction force this place had on you. Especially during autumn. Thus, accepting this fact, you’d moved here to enjoy the silent music of the parc. 

Or at least that’s what you’d thought before a muscled gorilla had arrived to ruin the landscape with an awful tracksuit under a jacket and a blinding gold chain around his neck. 

« No? » The young man repeated with a high pitched voice. Even there, only mere centimeters away from him, you could see his fragile masculine ego trying its best to not break into pieces. All over his face, you were able to notice how this rejection was affecting him. But not wanting to let him know how tasty it was to push away what seemed to be a smooth talker, you did your best to hide your gloating smile and maintain composure. 

« Is it that surprising? » You asked. 

« At least tell me why.» Avoided he. Somehow this well-determined guy had managed to get a bit closer, his ass moving inches by inches so he could be as close as socially permissible. 

Usually, the reduced distance would not make any difference. Nonetheless, in this case, it affected your perception of the person. Because suddenly all you could focus on was his puppy eyes. 

Not that you were feeling remorse about pushing him away but you started to find it endearing. So with a joke, you tried to ease the atmosphere, while in reality, you’d mostly done it to ease your sudden emotional lack of control. « It’s because of the gold chain. » 

« What? »

« Just kidding. » You joked. 

Hope. That’s what your smile gave him. And honestly, it was enough to make his heart race. Since the beginning of the conversation and even before, when he saw you reading alone, it was the first time he had hope. Because finally, it might have appeared that the beautiful girl on this bench wasn’t as severe as he first thought. And while he was enjoying the view, taking his time to admire your bright smiling face and the malicious glint in your eyes, you realized how shiny were his. 

« So is it a yes? » He asked while putting an arm on the backrest.

« No I wasn’t kidding the first time. » You crudely answered even if your happy expression hadn’t left your features.

Almost closing his eyes in frustration, Jackson turned his head to avoid your glare and lowered his shoulders. It seemed like an exaggerated act but it was the reflection of his feelings. False hope. Two rejections were too much, even for his determined and stubborn self. Multiple times he had had to face this kind of situation but today was special. Indeed you were still here, right next too him, and it felt like you didn’t especially want to leave either. On the contrary, you were now facing him, book closed and you kept smiling. He hadn’t faced any slap in the face. Or at least, not yet.

Glancing quickly at his friends far around the corner, he remembered the stake and decided to insist. « May I at least know why? »

You had to admit your surprise concerning his way of speaking. Strangely, his appearance wasn’t revealing the whole person this guy seemed to be. He might have chosen to wear a hideous tracksuit, his way of speaking wasn’t too basic nor too aggressive. He was expressing himself clearly, without slang or vulgarity. And you started to think that maybe the stereotypes society gave you were wrong. 

« Honestly? » You asked while gauging him. He could clearly see in your eyes how your brain tried desperately to figure out what was a lie and what was not. But since you seemed inclined to keep talking he didn’t mind. Because this glare was a proof of your curiosity, and your interest was his only way to achieve his aims.

« Sure. » He said with a smile. « How can I improve myself without feedback? »

« Oh I’m sorry. You can’t improve that. » The teasing tone on your lips felt attractive to his ears. This, mixed with your relaxed posture, was an evidence of how you were now comfortable around him. 

A full smile appeared on his face.

Anyone would have been able to perceive how in reality he wasn’t really looking at you. But you were too focused on denying how cool this situation was to discern it yourself. In fact, the young man was admiring you, from the way you were thinking about how not to be too rude, to the expressions you had while not realizing how curious he was about you, despite the original reason of his way to your bench. « What can’t I improve? » He finally asked.

« The first impression. » Your eyes were now staring directly at him. « The first image you give to people. »

« I’m afraid to ask, but what’s the first impression I give to people? »

« Honestly? »

« Yes, honestly! You just rejected me twice, I want to know why. » He almost shouted. And surprisingly you suddenly didn’t want to be honest anymore. He seemed nice, and unexpectedly charming. He might have had the guts to disturb your so precious minutes of reading, but now with his hair messy due to the wind, you were surprisingly ready to forgive him for this affront.

« Is it that surprising for you? I mean, to be rejected… »

« Honestly, yes. It doesn’t happen that much. » Instantly he saw you raise your eyes to heaven. Shit what did he do again? Thinking about it, he was keeping it to himself so much, trying his best to not be offended all the time. Why was he still here? « What? » He asked, feeling his nerves on edge.

« You’re confirming the first impression. »

« Which is? »

« The fuckboy one. The image of the guy who knows what he wants and will go away just after he got it. » You stopped yourself before picking your speech up again. « Okay wait. I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. I’m just implying that it’s not the perfect image to accost a girl on a bench, with a book in her hands. But if you want to pick up a bimbo in a nightclub then yeah, keep going. Next time you should at least wear a jean and a shirt. You might look nice enough to get what you want.» 

« And what do I want? »

« Oh please, stop acting like girls don’t know why guys approach them. »

A long and awkward silence then enveloped the conversation and you realized that maybe, you’d said too many things. On his side of the bench, Jackson waited to see you redden with embarrassment. But the young man didn’t perceive the regrets he was searching on your face. 

On your side, you couldn’t feel any shame, because all you said was the reflection of your thinking. And unfortunately, the confident person you were did not regret it. 

« You never stop uh? » He gave you a teasing yet reassuring smile. 

« Do you? » 

He offered you a quite funny high pitched and almost offended laugh, while briefly watching the sky. « True. » Now it seemed like his ass had melted to the woody bench. « But still. It’s unfair. » He answered. 

« What is? »

« It’s a value judgment based only on my physique. It’s full of stereotypes. » He started again while truly looking at you in the eyes.

« It’s not only about the looks. It’s also about the attitude » you started again. « about the way you speak and the ‘I’m so handsome, I can’t be rejected’. » You mimicked and made him smile. « Plus, no offense, of course, but you don’t even know my name. So I’m not sure you chose to approach me due to my complex and funny personality, you know? »

He laughed. From the way you were moving your hands to how you’d transformed your voice to impersonate him, you were far from what he had expected when he first noticed you on this bench. « Okay, You might be right. I chose to approach you because you looked truly beautiful while reading on that bench. But, for my defense, I never said I was handsome. You did. »

Shit. He got you. He was much more intelligent than you originally thought and you could feel yourself blushing just at the idea of your self-betrayal. Afterward, you didn’t know if you were blushing due to his compliment or due to the Freudian slip your lips let go. All of this wasn’t supposed to happen, and you hadn’t imagined how quickly this situation would escalate. 

You were fully aware of his handsomeness. Who wouldn’t? Cause even if he wasn’t as tall as you used to like, he had a beautiful smile which you thought was probably as bright as his personality. Plus you could perceive easily his fitness and the muscles coming with it, even if his tracksuit was hiding most of it. And to be honest, his voice was probably his most seductive trait. In only ten minutes of conversation, you had had enough time to analyze his physique, but you found yourself unable to put a finger on the personality behind this fuckboy mask. And looking at him _or mostly avoiding his glare due to embarrassment, you started to admit how curious it made you feel. 

That’s when you saw them. Two guys were standing beside a bush, watching you with full smiles on their faces. 

Thinking about it you wondered how you’d manage to miss this sight. Indeed they were not really discreet while standing there and playfully looking at you. They were even laughing. A skinny guy with panther patterns on his jacket and another dressed like a grandpa. What a funny view.

« How much did you bet? » You almost attacked.

He’d seen the change in your mood. Actually, it was almost if he felt it. And seeing you look in his friends’ direction he felt his heart accelerate. In just a second all his work to charm you and have your number had been reduced to ashes. 

« Bet what? » In a rush he decided to play the innocent card, hoping it will save him. But as your appearance showed it you weren’t stupid enough to let it go.

« It might feel that my attention is only focused on your lies but the tall toothpick with a Gucci belt over there is quite distracting. » You saw him fight a smile at the nickname you gave to his friend. 

« What the-. » He started. 

Thinking about it, it was obvious to you. Why a guy like him would bother approaching a girl like you when all he had to do to get one was to snap his fingers in an appropriate place? This approach had been planed, you realized, from his word to how he will win by accosting you. There must be a reward behind it. 

« So Tracksuit guy. Tell me. What was the bet?» You had an annoying knack of making him smile even when he could feel the control slip between his fingers. 

« Jackson. » he rectified.

Five seconds of pure silent then enveloped the conversation while all you were doing was to stare at him in his no longer sweet eyes. And as if the pressure was too heavy to carry he dropped the bomb.

« Okay they bet 50 bucks that I couldn’t get the number of a girl like you. » he stiffened. 

To be honest it hurt. Even if you’d started to understand the situation, it was really offensive. You did your best to hide it and keep a cool atmosphere between you two, but again, he felt it. Jackson could perceive just with a look how you thought he only came to you for the bet. He realized how mean he was suddenly seen, and if his ego had been hurt by your rejection, he’d just broke yours. « But make no mistake, all I said was-» He tried to explain himself. 

Jackson’s words had difficulties to make a sentence since his mind was too busy trying to find a proper summary of his thoughts. You truly were beautiful, all he said was the reflection of his opinion about you. And the last thing he wanted was for you to believe he only came for money.

« A girl like me? » You asked roughly. 

« Yes. » He hardly breathed. A new kind of silence was now making him suffocate. How could you have so much effect on him? « An intellectual. » He said calmly as if it was obvious. Your eyebrows had raised with surprise and obviously, some satisfaction. It was almost nice between his lips. Those words felt like a true compliment.

« Are you saying that you’re stupid? »

« Nope. » He smirked. « But I don’t go to parcs just to sit on a bench and read a book. »

« What do you do then? Do you take off your shirt and fool around just to draw attention? » Considering his face and how he started to adjust his position to sit straight you could feel some truth in your words. Indeed you could clearly imagine it. The tracksuit guy taking off his shirt to reveal a toned and gleaming chest under the sunlight. Him, putting a hand in his fluffy hair. His eyes narrowed and aiming to the horizon as if only a god could defy his perfection. 

Blinking quickly you tried to erase this vision. Had you just fantasize about a gorilla in a tracksuit? Please make an effort, this dude just tried to delude you for a bet, you told yourself.

« That’s… » He watched you lost your concentration for a second, your eyes wandering quickly on his chest. « …pretty much the idea… but right now it’s too cold for that. »

Jackson had the strength to make you go through an emotional roller coaster like no one ever did before. 

« Okay, do you see the guy with a gloomy face? » He started again while you were trying to focus. You frowned your eyebrows.

« You don’t even look at him how do you–» You started.

« I know Jinyoung has the face of a guy who wants to come back home. »

You smiled again and then brightened his mood and motivation. « Okay then yes, I see him. »

« Just as an example, this guy is an intellectual. When I noticed you on that bench he recognized the book you’re reading. HE said I wasn’t able to get your number. But that’s the toothpick beside him who bet 50 bucks. And since I had planned to approach you anyway, why not kill two birds with one stone? »

This sudden honesty had you surprised. But no one would get themself trapped two times in a raw with beautiful charmings words. « Let’s stop with all those lies okay?” You started again. “I don’t care anymore if you find me attractive or not, cause actually I already doubted a guy like you would. So let’s summarize the situation. You bet with those to guys over there that if I give you my number, you’ll have 50 dollars. Is that correct? » 

Your tone was almost aggressive, and he started to be fed up with all the rude words you were spitting at the minute. « Again, I never lied,” he justified himself calmly “but let’s say that your summary is accurate. »

« Okay, just give them a false number and pretend it’s mine. » You fakely smiled.

« Nope. Too easy. They will ask for proofs it’s yours. »

« Okay then, I have an idea. Since it’s too late for you to get my number with charm, let’s make a deal. A business one. »

That’s when he realized your strict appearance gave him at least one true characteristic of yours; you were pragmatic. 

« …Keep going. » He smiled while watching your brain work to arrange a good deal.

« The deal is just to have my number right? »

« Yup »

« Nice. I’ll give you mine if you give me half of the bet. »

He laughed, making you smile. You knew he wasn’t making fun of you, but it still was charming. « Are you implying that I’m paying you to have your number? » He asked, looking at you again straight in the eyes. You felt like he was now even closer than before but didn’t move either.

« Absolutely. » You answered proudly. 

« That’s absolutely immoral. »

« Less than approaching a girl and lie to her just to win 50 dollars. »

He was speechless. How could such a pretty mouth spit so many rudenesses? « I did not. » He corrected himself again. 

« Plus don’t make a big deal out of it. You’ll still have 25 dollars in the end. » 

That’s when you friendly hit his shoulder that Jackson realized he was a goner. He came here to charm you but in the end, he was the charmed one. « I’m still not sure you really understood why I originally accosted you.” he paused. “But okay.»

« Is it a deal… » Putting your book in your bag you hesitated a bit. « Hum what’s your name again? »

« Jackson. » He smiled and you swear you’d felt your cheeks blush. 

« Nice. So, is it a deal Jackson? » You said while offering him your hand.

Some seconds were then spent in complete silence. All you could hear was his loud breaths and the heavy heartbeats echoing in your head. 

« Deal. » He said with a deep seducing voice to finally shake your hand with his. 

« Okay give me your phone. » You asked.

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« I have it! » He yelled while approaching Bambam and Jinyoung. 

The two guys were watching you leave the parc peacefully. « Really? » Surprisingly asked the one with big ears.

« I’m sure you paid her for that. We saw you giving her money. » Laughed Bambam.

Jackson smirked. Of course they did. « Maybe, but the bet was to have her number. It didn’t specify how do get it. » he said in a malicious tone. Back in his mind, he was trying to not let his defeat affect his speaking. Jackson couldn’t let them know he affected his ego. 

« Wait a sec. It’s too beautiful to be true.” Said Jinyoung with a concerned face. “Text her. I want to be sure. »

[Jackson] - 4:12pm: Hey!

[Unknown number] - 4:13pm: hmm… who r u?

[Jackson] - 4:13pm: Jackson, the handsome guy who succeeded in getting your number.

[Unknown number] - 4:16: Sorry you might have text the wrong number, I don’t know any Jackson.

« Dude she just scammed you » Loudly laughed Bambam. He almost tripped over a branch while letting all the surrounding hearing his giggles. Jinyoung then joined him, letting Jackson alone with his despair.

“Wait, guys. It could be her. She could be pretending she-”

« Yeah, yeah. Don’t make this face we won’t talk about with the others. » Started Jinyoung after patting his shoulder.

« Liar. » Said Jackson without any fun in his voice.

“Okay, enough fun, guys we’re late. Jaebum will kill us. We wasted too much time with this girl. But it worthed it.” Finally stopped Bambam while starting to walk towards the exit of the parc. “Let’s go.” 

« So, do you still love intellectuals? » Asked Jinyoung more calmly.

Jackson was peacefully looking at the empty bench, not knowing if he was amused or offended. Then he exhaled loudly and started walking with his friends.

« You have no idea. »

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Last updated on February 4th, 2021

If you are looking for the best places to meet girls in Myrtle Beach with a dating guide then you found the right post. Just give us a few minutes so we can inform you about where to pick up single women and also some great ideas for a date night.

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We always like to begin with the nightlife, then we will move on to where you can meet single Myrtle Beach girls throughout the day or how to use online dating sites to your advantage. Date night ideas and more things to do during the day will also be discussed.

The goal is to help you hook up or find a girlfriend as quickly as we can so let’s get this started.

Nightclubs & Pick Up Bars

Here is a list of singles bars and nightclubs to pick up Myrtle Beach girls:

The Bowery at 110 9th Ave N

Duck’s Beach Club at 231 Main St

Senor Frogs at 1304 Celebrity Cir

Pirate’s Cove at 205 Main St

Fat Tuesday at Celebrity Square

Handleys at 3873 Renee Dr

Bumstead’s Pub at 400 Mr. Joe White Ave

8th Ave Tiki Bar at 708 Ocean Blvd

Hurricane Maggie’s at 7710 N Kings Hwy

Duffy’s Tavern at 110 9th Ave N

Crocodile Rocks at Celebrity Square

The main area for singles nightlife would be Celebrity Square at Broadway by the Beach. This is a bar and nightclub complex with multiple venues located in the same place.

This makes it a lot easier to hook up with girls in Myrtle Beach, hit up one spot and if you don’t like the girl to guy ratios or talent inside just move on to the next. You can also find plenty of pick up bars along Grand Strand and North Ocean Blvd right by the beach to search for a one night stand.

Definitely try to get a hotel as close to one of these areas as possible. Like most beach towns the nicer the weather the more women to hit on that will come into town and the more likely you will be to get laid.

During spring break you will find lots of girls from Charleston, Asheville, and the nearby universities coming here. Plus long weekends like Memorial Day, Labor Day, and even the 4th of July can get really crowded.

Some guys will prefer to try and pick up women with more options, others will think there is an easier chance of hooking up without as much competition around.

Meet Myrtle Beach Girls During The Day

Hanging out at the beach probably wouldn’t be a bad idea. On the sand or just walk along the boardwalk to catch single women coming and going.

Another option would be to meet Myrtle Beach girls at malls and other gathering points like:

Broadway at the Beach

Village Square

Coastal Grand Mall

The Market Common

Barefoot Landing

Northwood Plaza

On Sundays you can find some great day parties at The Boathouse Waterway Bar & Grill as well.

Chat With Girls Online

A lot of guys are starting to feel like dating has become a lost cause in this social media era. How often do you see a sexy girl near you who isn’t buried in her phone or listening to headphones?

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It doesn’t happen very often, does it? Then if you go out to a nightclub and see a group of women do they actually mingle or dance with other people?

Often times you just see them standing around their table shooting selfies or videos for social media with the same group they came with. Everyone is a star in their own mind, and good luck finding a girl with over a thousand followers that is still level headed.

But you don’t need to give up, girls in Myrtle Beach are hooking up just as much as ever before. Heck, they probably even more, it just may not appear to be that way.

In the modern age you have to find your way onto a ladies phone if you want any chance with her. The easiest way to do that is to use online dating sites, and there are numerous options for them.

We aren’t going to bore you with Findmywife.com or any of the hundreds of sites to meet your future bride. You can easily find those on your own and any should work well enough.

Instead we have a great tip for guys who just want to get laid and not give up their freedom to do so. Try using Adult Friend Finder, the biggest hook up dating site in the world.

There are hundreds of girls in South Carolina using this site to get laid, and tens of thousands in the Southeast region. Think about how nice it would be to meet a girl who wants to hook up like you that you won’t need to lie to or lead on.

No being fake, no acting, just be yourself and have some fun. If you want to have casual sex in Myrtle Beach or anywhere then the girls on Adult Friend Finder are the answer. It is a great way to bring the wild beach party atmosphere back to your hometown when the vacation ends.

Myrtle Beach Dating Guide

We just fully covered the best ways to meet singles near you, now our dating guide for Myrtle Beach can fill you in on where to show them a good time. Getting a girl to go out with you is definitely a positive, but now you have to show her a good time on your date night.

Any of these romantic restaurants or cocktail bars should work out well:

Luigi’s Trattoria at 503 61st Ave N

Aspen Grille at 5101 N Kings Hwy

Toscana at 2703 N Kings Hwy

Library Restaurant at 6613 N Kings Hwy Unit D

Villa Romana at 707 S Kings Hwy

The Melting Pot at 5001 N Kings Hwy #104

Thoroughbreds at 9706 N Kings Hwy

Pop’s Place at 511 S Kings Hwy

Rioz at 2920 Hollywood Dr

The Chemist at 300 9th Ave N

Liberty Tap Room at 7651 N Kings Hwy

Chuck’s Steak House at 9695 N Kings Hwy

After dinner and drinks you could go watch the Carolina Opry or see who is performing at the Carolina Comedy Club.

Day Date Ideas

Once again don’t overthink this, the beach is the perfect spot for a day date. If you get bored of laying out under the sun here are some other outdoor places to check out:

Grand Park Recreational Complex

Myrtle Beach State Park

McLean Park

Waccamaw National Wildlife Refuge

Brookgreen Gardens

You could just take a romantic stroll along the boardwalk and find things to do at Broadway at the Beach. For more adventure you could do sport fishing, take one of the numerous boat tours like the Carolina Rover Eco Tour, or head to the Radical Ropes Adventure Park.

Family Kingdom Amusement Park can be fun, or for some more sophistication on your date during the day try:

Hollywood Wax Museum

Ripley’s Believe It or Not!

Patriots Point Naval Museum

Ripley’s Aquarium

If you prefer big cities to small beach towns check out our list of date spots in Charlotte. On the other hand if you can’t get enough of the beach try Hilton Head next time.

Enjoy Dating Myrtle Beach Girls

Luck will have a lot to do with your chances of hooking up here. You never know what the crowd will be like at a touristy beach town until you visit.

One weekend there might be terrible girl to guy ratios and all of the girls might be with a boyfriend. The following weekend the singles nightlife could have so many women near you that it would be like shooting fish in a barrel.

Either way, you can improve your chances of getting laid at any time by logging on to Adult Friend Finder. That wraps up our best places to meet girls in Myrtle Beach with our dating guide, enjoy your time here.

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Last updated on January 29th, 2021

If you are looking for the best places to meet girls in Abu Dhabi with a dating guide we have you covered. If all you care about is partying and hooking up with single women you should probably just stick to the great Dubai nightlife if possible.

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This city is much more conservative, you can find some places to party around but women here aren’t going to be quick to hook up with a one night stand most of the time. However you searched for places to meet single girls in Abu Dhabi and/or a date night guide so we will do our best to accommodate you.

Towards the end of this post we will also share some travel tips and talk about the dating customs in the United Arab Emirates. If you are new to town definitely stick around for that.

Nightclubs & Pick Up Bars

These days many people just want lists and have no patience for reading. Lets satisfy them first with some of the best nightclubs and singles bars to pick up Abu Dhabi girls:

Iris at Yas Island Building 1

MAD on Yas Island at Yas Leisure Dr

Sax at Le Royal Méridien, Khalifa Bin Zayed The First St

Saadiyat Beach Club at Exit 14, Saadiyat Island

Legends at Sheraton Hotel, Abu Dhabi Corniche

(email protected) at Aloft Hotel , Khaleej Alarabi St

The Yacht Club at InterContinental Abu Dhabi, Bainouna St

Barfly at Venetian Village, 3rd St

Hookah Lounge in Marina Village

Hysteria Club at Hilton Capital Grand

Skylite at W Hotel, 9th Fl, Yas Marina Circuit

BU! at The Hub at The Mall, World Trade Center

Exchange Lounge at Le Meridien

Stars N Bars at Emporium Bldg, Yas Marina Circuit

Hidden Bar at Rosewood Abu Dhabi, Al Maryah Island

Hemingway’s at Hilton Abu Dhabi, Corniche Road W

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Now lets take a deeper dive into the nightlife you can find here. We hit on it already but this is a much more conservative place than Dubai, it may even feel like a different world entirely.

But much like Dubai many of the best clubs and bars are located in swanky hotels. There are two main areas for singles nightlife in Abu Dhabi, the one is around the Marina Village and along the Corniche to the west.

The other would be over to the east at Yas Island. Having the two best nightlife areas spread out on opposite sides of town is pretty annoying, it should take about half an hour to get from one to the other.

If all you care about is partying and trying to find girls for one night stands then Yas Island might have the best clubs and bars. But for an overall vacation the Marina Village area might have more to offer.

Either way choose one of those to make your home base. You shouldn’t run into any problems drinking in the fancy hotel bars or clubs, but don’t drink and drive that is for sure.

Don’t be surprised if there are prostitutes at nightclubs in Abu Dhabi. There is a ton of money in this city and prostitutes from around the world know this.

We didn’t list any of the most well known prostitute bars, but they might be out partying at Yas Island or near Marina. But there will be plenty of girls who aren’t looking for money to try and hook up with as well.

It definitely needs to be pointed out that if you are planning a trip here and want to party don’t come during May or early June during Ramadan. At that time you will have even less chance of getting laid as you usually would somewhere like Riyadh or Sana’a.

Meet Abu Dhabi Girls During The Day

When we say ‘meet Abu Dhabi girls during the day’ we need to mention that we are actually talking about foreign women who have traveled here. The local UAE women are going to be extremely conservative and hitting on them on the street is likely to be more trouble than it is worth.

Don’t even bother with them unless they are giving you some extreme looks of interest. The same can pretty much be said for the nightlife as well, just try and hook up with tourists or expats who now live here.

You can walk along the Corniche and see plenty of single ladies around during the day, or visit malls and shopping districts like these to pick up girls in Abu Dhabi:

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Marina Mall

Abu Dhabi Mall

Al Wahda Mall

Yas Mall

Khalidiyah Mall

Mushrif Mall

The Galleria

Chat With Girls Online

Even in the most conservative places around the planet you can still find some women who want to hook up before marriage if you put in the effort. In this city there are two main ways to look for a one night stand, the first would be the nightlife we covered already but that is mostly for foreign women.

The second would be online dating, and believe it or not Adult Friend Finder actually has quite a few girls from the United Arab Emirates using it. Some are from Dubai, but many are also from here.

Anyone who is familiar with that site knows it isn’t where you go to enter into a long term commitment. Instead it is where you go to meet singles near you to hook up with and have some fun.

If you want to meet other tourists or local Abu Dhabi girls online then use Adult Friend Finder. The discretion and the speed this dating site offers is pretty much your only chance to get laid with the UAE women.

Abu Dhabi Dating Guide

Now you should be as caught up as possible on where to meet single girls near you and our Abu Dhabi dating guide can fill you in on the rest. When you get one to go out with you it is a nice start, but you still have plenty of work to put in.

Try to show her a good time at one of these romantic restaurants or cocktail bars:

Villa Toscana at Corniche Rd, The St. Regis Abu Dhabi

Punjab Grill Restaurant at Venetian Village, The Ritz-Carlton Grand Canal

D’ Capital Steakhouse at 925 Muroor Street

Finz at Ground Floor, Beach Rotana Hotel & Towers, Street # 10

Butcher & Still at Al Maryah Island Abu Dhabi

Trader Vic’s at 10th St, Beach Rotana

Ray’s Bar at Jumeirah at Etihad Towers, Corniche Street

Appaloosa Bar at Marriott Hotel Al Forsan, 12th Street

Avasa at The Collection, St. Regis Hotel, Sadiyaat Island

Glo at Sowwah Square

The Corniche can be really beautiful and a walk along it is perfect for an Abu Dhabi date night. For something a little more upscale see who is performing at the Al Raha Theatre.

Day Date Ideas

There are plenty of fun things to see and do here, but the weather can be a pretty big obstacle. If you get the right temperature and a clear day try to get outside and enjoy it.

That could mean going to a world class amusement park like Ferrari World, checking out Warner Bros World, or visiting one of these nice parks when dating in Abu Dhai:

Umm Al Emarat Park

Khalifa Park

Mangrove National Park

Al Ain Oasis

The Marina and Corniche are always a good choice on a date during the day, or you can see some art and history at:

Louvre Abu Dhabi

Palace Museum

Manarat Al Saadiyat

Qasr Al Hosn Fort

Al Jahili Fort

For a weekend getaway consider Muscat in Oman or Doha in Qatar.

Tips For Tourists & Expats

Time for some quick travel and dating custom tips for you. As far as travel goes we covered it before but try to get a hotel either near the Marina or near Yas Island, preferably at one of the hotels with a bar or club where you plan to use as a spot to pick up.

Unfortunately if you try to book a cheaper local hotel they may have a no guest policy meaning you may not be able to bring a girl back with you. If you want to hook up book a name brand chain hotel and book your room for two.

If you search online through the above link you can probably find a pretty good deal. The local currency is the AED and you get between 3.5 and 4 per US dollar depending on when you visit. You can also get a map of the metro system here.

When it comes to the dating customs in the United Arab Emirates they are extremely conservative, at least as far as the local women go. You probably already know that, but outside of a very few rare flowers most will have zero interest in getting laid with a stranger, at least outside of the prostitutes.

Mostly focus your attention on the other tourists from around the world if you want to have a one night stand here. You can meet some great women in Abu Dhabi for serious dating if you really want to put in the effort, but most guys reading this probably won’t be in town long enough to make that happen and just want to hook up quick.

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We tried to cover the scene here as well as we could. This really is a very conservative city, if you come here right after your trip to Dubai you might be in for a shock.

But there are some places to party and if you have a little luck on your side you might just hook up. And don’t forget about the single women on Adult Friend Finder who are always ready to get laid.

That wraps up our best places to meet girls in Abu Dhabi with our dating guide, enjoy your time here.

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Urbanización San Rafael, s/n, 07816 Sant Antoni de Portmany, Islas Baleares, Spain

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AboutRecognized by the Guinness World Records as the 'World's Biggest Club', Privilege Club in Ibiza. Should we say more? We believe nothing can prepare you well enough for what you're facing with Privilege. You have to see it to believe it. Privilege Ibiza has become famous for providing the spectacular and grandiose parties, like no other can, in the main room that feels like an aircraft hangar and a swimming pool at its centre. Privilege smashes down any existing boundaries you may already have for the nightlife clubbing experience. Privilege for sure will amaze you as it has amazed all its guests with its swimming pool, Manumission and its sex shows and of course the lovely views of the sunrise in the Vista Club. Privilege Ibiza provides clubbing on an unprecedented scale for parties and is a once in a lifetime experience. If you didn’t have Ibiza in your mind as your next trip, now you should.

Privilege Club Ibiza 

Address

The Privilege's Address is Urbanización San Rafael, s/n, 07816 Sant Antoni de Portmany, Islas Baleares. It is reachable from San Antonio, Playa D'en Bossa or

Ibiza Town

via taxi or disco buses. And the views the club offers are breath-taking.

Privilege Ibiza Tickets & Entry Fee

The tickets and entry prices at Privilege vary between €35 and €50. They depend on the type of event. Also if it's your first time in Privilege, prepare to get lost as the venue is enormous. But don’t worry, this is a great opportunity to make new friends.

Guestlist

Even though the Privilege has a high capacity, it is high in demand and the spots tend to sell very quickly. We recommend you book early and contact us. There is no official Guestlist for the venue but contact Club Bookers through WhatsApp and Social media and we will make sure to book your spot in the Privilege Ibiza. For a special treatment and experience, we recommend the Privilege Ibiza Table Booking.

Privilege Ibiza Table Booking

Considering the high capacity of the club, we recommend using the Privilege Ibiza Table Booking to fully live the unique nightlife clubbing experience that Privilege offers. The prices vary on the number of people, type of venue etc. and can start from €200 - €250 per person. For specific information on Privilege Ibiza Table Booking or Privilege Ibiza Bottle Service contact Club Bookers now.

Dress Code

The Privilege Dress Code is club wear. No need to wear formal, just be yourself and make sure you feel great in what you’re wearing at one of the

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! We would recommend for the ladies to wear heels and gentleman to avoid trainers, as this is Ibiza and the 'World's Biggest Club'!

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Privilege Club Ibiza

Urbanización San Rafael, s/n, 07816 Sant Antoni de Portmany, Islas Baleares, Spain

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AboutRecognized by the Guinness World Records as the 'World's Biggest Club', Privilege Club in Ibiza. Should we say more? We believe nothing can prepare you well enough for what you're facing with Privilege. You have to see it to believe it. Privilege Ibiza has become famous for providing the spectacular and grandiose parties, like no other can, in the main room that feels like an aircraft hangar and a swimming pool at its centre. Privilege smashes down any existing boundaries you may already have for the nightlife clubbing experience. Privilege for sure will amaze you as it has amazed all its guests with its swimming pool, Manumission and its sex shows and of course the lovely views of the sunrise in the Vista Club. Privilege Ibiza provides clubbing on an unprecedented scale for parties and is a once in a lifetime experience. If you didn’t have Ibiza in your mind as your next trip, now you should.

Privilege Club Ibiza

Address

The Privilege's Address is Urbanización San Rafael, s/n, 07816 Sant Antoni de Portmany, Islas Baleares. It is reachable from San Antonio, Playa D'en Bossa or

Ibiza Town

via taxi or disco buses. And the views the club offers are breath-taking.

Privilege Ibiza Tickets & Entry Fee

The tickets and entry prices at Privilege vary between €35 and €50. They depend on the type of event. Also if it's your first time in Privilege, prepare to get lost as the venue is enormous. But don’t worry, this is a great opportunity to make new friends.

Guestlist

Even though the Privilege has a high capacity, it is high in demand and the spots tend to sell very quickly. We recommend you book early and contact us. There is no official Guestlist for the venue but contact Club Bookers through WhatsApp and Social media and we will make sure to book your spot in the Privilege Ibiza. For a special treatment and experience, we recommend the Privilege Ibiza Table Booking.

Privilege Ibiza Table Booking

Considering the high capacity of the club, we recommend using the Privilege Ibiza Table Booking to fully live the unique nightlife clubbing experience that Privilege offers. The prices vary on the number of people, type of venue etc. and can start from €200 - €250 per person. For specific information on Privilege Ibiza Table Booking or Privilege Ibiza, Bottle Service contact Club Bookers now.

Dress Code

The Privilege Dress Code is club wear. No need to wear formal, just be yourself and make sure you feel great in what you’re wearing at one of the

best nightclubs in Ibiza

! We would recommend for the ladies to wear heels and gentleman to avoid trainers, as this is Ibiza and the 'World's Biggest Club'!

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