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creepylittlelady · 1 year ago

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I WANNA HEAR MORE ABT NINA AND JEFF IF U CAN:33

OO, this is a dynamic that I've enjoyed exploring in my AU :3. I believe that Nina's canon has changed quite a bit over the past few years and I might incorporate some of that in my AU but besides that keep in mind that certain things in Puppet Strings may not match up to their canon counterparts. Anyways, enjoy! I'll do a separate segment on each of their personalities and then do a section on their relationship with each other ;)

Hope you enjoy!

Nina

-Nina is quite a controversial figure in the Mansion. Although her manic personality is toned down a lot now that she's getting professional help and has moved on from Jeff quite a bit, saying that she's over him is an understatement.

-I have my own backstory for Nina, but to shorten it down (I may make a master post of this someday), Nina grew up in a home with no stable parental figure in a very toxic environment so because of this has a lot of attachment issues. She doesn't really see Jeff as a human; she sees him as a symbol of her own freedom.

-She's close to a lot of girls in the Mansion and proclaims herself as a 'Girls Girl'. She may be a lot of things, but she is NOT a pick-me. She'll never let down her friends for validation (except from Jeff). She doesn't have a 'best friend' in particular, but she's very good friends with all the girls in the Mansion.

-She's the one girl that somehow knows everyone's business. You're in a secret relationship? Nina knows. You're actually a half demon? Nina knows. You have a tragic past that nobody knows about? NINA FUCKING KNOWS.

-Adding on to this, she has a talent for reading people. She can tell just who you are, the things you like, your strengths and your weaknesses just from a simple interaction. She's not a naturally manipulative person but if she wanted to be she definitely could be.

-She's a fanfiction writer! She's a rather popular one at that and she's definitely good at getting you in your feels. She definitely will write the most HEART-WRENCHING, GUT-DESTROYING angst that you'll ever read in your life and you'll never know that she's actually a giggling bipolar serial killer.

-Because of the fact that she's permanently a young teenager (around 13-14), she's definitely into a lot of things and has a long history with every fandom in the history of the internet. She's had interests from all throughout the years. From MHA to Danganronpa to Supernatural to One Direction to KPop, she's been in every phase! There's not one fandom that you're in that Nina hasn't been in. She can tell you all about FNAF shipping wars in vivid detail like she's a war veteran.

-She and Ben share secrets about people in the Mansion and own a black-mailing business where they'll give you the embarrassing secrets of your enemy for a price, ranging from $2 to $200 depending on how high-profile the person is and how juicy you want the secret to be. They've actually made a huge profit, since they also swear that to keep everything anonymous.

Fun Fact! Slenderman actually won a Political Debate in Hell once due to paying Nina and Ben $150 to tell them all of Zalgo's secret plans. (Him and Zalgo don't really hate each other though)

-She's got a great sense of fashion, and has a strong relationship with Trenderman and has held a bunch of make-shift fashion shows in the Mansion. She actually designed both Jane and Mary's wedding dresses!

-Although she loves being people's hype-man, she's deeply insecure about herself, her obsessive tendencies and the fact that Jeff will never love her no matter what she tries. She believes that nobody cares if she's upset so she always smiles no matter what. (Bit of an emo headcanon)

-She LOVES LOVES LOVES to throw parties. She'll throw one for every occasion, from Weddings to Smile Dog's birthday.

-When she first came to the Mansion, a lot of people disliked her immensely and didn't want to talk to her, seeing her as Jeff's creepy stalker who was let in out of pity. This actually regressed her mental progress a lot and for a while was an angry mess who'd snap at anyone who even looked at her funny.

EJ helped bring her out of her shell and now people at the Mansion like her a lot better, and she's made a lot of friends. Because of this Nina and EJ have a strong bond. She may or may not have a crush on him, but due to his personal hang-ups with romance and their age difference she'll never pursue it.

-She suffers heavily from BPD and somewhat from Bipolar disorder. Her mood swings are CRAZY, and usually Jane and EJ are the few people that can calm her down when she's in a rage.

-Due to both her and Toby's issues with emotional regulation they get into fights a lot. When one of the two does something that pisses of the other the screaming matches can get intense. In fact Masky and Hoodie have even had to tranquilize the both of them.

-When it comes to killing, she'll do it on occasion. She is definitely the kind of kid who'd kill people that she got in an argument with on the internet, but she hasn't done it in a while.

Fun fact!: Nina once got into a fight with someone on a Danganronpa RP server, found them in real life and killed them. She was never caught but she did feel guilty about it afterwards.

-She's really into anime, specifically old 2000s anime and her favourite anime is actually Clannad.

-She has a lot of obsessive tendencies and also somewhat suffers form OCD. She has the compulsive need to overclean everything until its shiny and sparkly and frequently re-arranges her room, it never looks the same for more than a week.

-She's a cosplayer, and a damn good one at that! She's good with makeup so she hides her mouth incarcerations quite well, and because of this she actually goes to Anime Conventions a lot. She's cosplayed basically every semi-popular character you can think of.

-She's actually quite a recognised figure in the True Crime Community, and the name 'Nina the Killer' came from the True Crime fans who became obsessed with her and her story. She actually has a rabid fanbase of fangirls and fanboys, and she's very aware of this and loves every bit of it.

-In my AU Chris (I believe that was his name) is still alive, although Nina doesn't know. Chris is still actively trying to find his sister to this day, and Nina is none the wiser and still mourns his death every year. In my AU at some point in the future Chris sees Nina again and they have a bittersweet reunion.

-She's the one who found Zero and brought her into the mansion, the reason for this headcanon? For some reason my dumbass thought they were the same person when I was really little.

-She has a whole week dedicated to her birthday (Which I believe is either October 29th or November 29th) where she gives all of her favourite people a present on each day of the week. Just a strange little tidbit about her.

-She's a member of the Mansion's Literature Club! She likes to believe that she's the Sayori of the group.

-She's really scared of Smile Dog and dogs in general even though she gives him a lot of treats and celebrates his birthday even more than Jeff does. She's not a cat person either. SHE'S A LIZARD PERSON!!!

-Her room is basically like a time portal back to the early 2010s. Her room is absolutely decked out with Scene stuff and she unironically listens to Bring Me Back to Life (is that what the song was called?). She's just a kid forever and she wouldn't have it any other way.

-She has a fear of growing up. She loves the fact that she won't age in the Forest and uses it to her advantage, giving herself the childhood that she never had.

-She's a terrible singer just like Toby and sings so incredibly tone-deaf that people think she's doing it on purpose. She'll loudly sing 'WAKE ME UP! WAKE ME UP INSIDE!' In the shower the point where Slender had to modify it to make her bathroom soundproof.

-She genuinely uses Poser as an insult.

-She's way more aware than people think she is. She knows way more about the Forest and the secrets hidden in it than she would have you know and is good at pretending to be innocent. She's gotten away with a lot of stuff over the years because everyone was like 'Nina's just Nina'.

-Her favourite show is Gravity Falls, her favourite character is Mabel of course ;)

-I have a lot more on her! They're all pretty angsty though since she's my favourite angsty pre-teen, second only to Benny boy himself

Jeff the Killer

-Oh Jeffrey, where do I start? You bumbling little lunatic, you.

-Well for starters most people in the Mansion either fucking adore him or fucking hate him. Toby is his biggest hater and Ben is his closest friend.

-In this AU, he's an incredibly famous serial killer out in the real world. He's been caught a few times but Slenderman always bails him out. However his fangirls sometimes break him out, and once they even rallied outside of a police station to get him released.

-He has so many fangirls that it's crazy. He actually hates it and wants them to leave him alone, but at the same time he relies on the idea of them for his own validation. This is a recurring character trait for him and will be mentioned in more detail in the section talking about his relationship with Nina.

-He's been in the Mansion the longest, since around May of 2008. Because of this he knows every part of the Mansion despite its size and can actually list every Pasta who lives in the Mansion in completely accurate order of when they first moved in.

-He hates Masky and Hoodie, he finds them weird as hell and doesn't go anywhere near them if he can help it. But every once in a while he teams up with them for events, but he always ends up abandoning them afterwards.

-Ben is his best friend, even though he won't admit it. He and Ben are the two very first residents of the Mansion besides Slender and are undoubtedly the closest, since they've been with each other since Day 1. They've been though so much together that you can't call them anything other than best friends.

-He's only ever told Ben that he loved him (as a friend) once, when he believed that he was going to move on to the afterlife. Once it turned out that it was all just a prank that went wrong, Jeff kicked his ass so hard that Ben couldn't float around properly for DAYS but he couldn't say that he was lying. Nobody's ever seen such raw emotion in his voice.

-He's very close to Slender too, and sometimes in his sleep accidentally calls him dad, which is something most Pastas won't really have the confidence to say to him. Although he adamantly states that he sees Slenderman as a loser and an old fart, he actually thinks he's cool. He won't ever say it to his face (get the joke there?).

Okay now that's enough good headcanons for him.

-He has prosthetic eyelids. Yep you heard that right PROSTHETIC EYELIDS. When he initially burned them off he regretted his decision since a lot of dust flew into his eyes and his eyes got infected a lot, causing them to become severely irritable and tear up a lot. Slender got tired of Jeff's eye problems and made Dr Smiley make him fake ones.

-Okay one more silly headcanon. He has an arsenal of knives and his favourite one is named Sir StabsALot.

-Since I kinda have my own version of the Jeff backstory that involves some psychopathic levels of bullying, Jeff is so incredibly sensitive to any kind of bullying that he won't hesitate to stab someone if he thinks they're trying to make fun of him. He also craves validation and wants to be called cool.

-When it comes to Liu and Jane, he does regret what he did and he truly appreciates the two of them for how they helped him, but he also hates them with a burning passion for the ways they didn't help him and left him to suffer.

-The first time he and Liu met they got into a fight which left the both of them with permanent injuries. The same thing happened with Jane, and Jeff has permanent injuries on both his head and his stomach because of Liu trying to swing an axe onto his head, and Jane stabbing him through the stomach.

-His former self was a massive nerd. He took every type of AP class (I think that's what they're called I don't know how American schools work) and was the smartest kid in his year. Nobody in the Mansion is aware of this besides Liu and Jane (also Slender and Ben) and frequently underestimate his intelligence.

-He can play the piano incredibly well, although he hasn't touched one in a very long time. Sometimes he plays in the dead of night when he's having a panic attack. He was a former young concert pianist, and there are actually recordings of his performances on Youtube (in my AU).

-Lots of his old stuff goes on Dark Web auctions for millions of dollars. Slender secretly buys it all back for him.

-He suffers from ungodly levels of Night Terrors. It's a normal occurrence to wake up at 2am to Jeff screaming bloody murder. He sleep walks too and sometimes wakes up to dead bodies in his bedroom that he swears up and down that he knows nothing about.

-He suffers from visual and auditory hallucinations and has attempted to murder a Mannequin because he swore it was making fun of him.

-He gets sick a lot, mainly infections from his mouth gashes. He's even had to be genuinely isolated in his room because he got some strange disease from god-knows-where.

-Sometimes him and Liu have little moments where they act like brothers again but they smoothen up their act once they realise what they're doing. They both swear that they’ll never be brothers again no matter what, but who knows what the future has in store right?

-He's attempted cannibalism many times with EJ but he just hates the taste of human flesh so much that it even turned him off from regular meat for a while. He can't even stomach a liver.

-When it comes to murder, he's quick but incredibly brutal with it. He'll often pin his victim down when they're trying to sleep and stab them to death while muffling their screams.

-He claims to hate anime and find it weird and fetishy, but truth be told he actually watches it sometimes with Ben.

-Has a secret interest in literature. Like he's got his own secret library filled with books like Pride and Prejudice and Anna Karenina. He can quote them from memory and has done so unintentionally, but swears that he just heard Slender say them.

-Don't tell anyone, but he actually knows about Nina's fanfiction accounts and has deadass cried over a bunch of them. He actually made a Wattpad account to follow her. Ben found this out and laughed so hard that he electrocuted himself (that's something Ben can do).

-The dude is edgy and doesn't want to admit it. He listens to Skillet Nightcore but claims that that type of music is cringe. He actually hides a lot of aspects about himself because he wants to appear cool, just a habit he picked up from his previous life.

Nina and Jeff's "Relationship"

-Ah, now this is where the fun starts. Not really all that fun, but this section was fun to write and it was fun to think up of this stuff in class instead of doing the work. Why do algebra when you can maladaptively daydream (is that a real term?) about two fictional serial killers' paradoxically toxic relationship.

Tbh this is a more serious take because that's just how I see them.

Now let's get one idea out of the way;

They both hate each other, but co-depend on each other as they represent something the other deeply desires.

In my Nina backstory, Nina became so unhealthily obsessed with Jeff because he represented something she dearly wanted; freedom from her life, anarchy. Growing up with extremely strict and narcissistic parents, freedom was the one thing she wanted desperately but felt that she couldn't have. Seeing and hearing Jeff's story through True Crime internet circles made her believe that there could be way out of her situation.

Of course, this is not healthy at all. Jeff is a serial killer who hates her guts and wants her dead, and would have most likely killed her had he ever met her before she became Nina the Killer. However, due to her obsessive tendencies beforehand, she became incredibly obsessed with him and would dream about him, write stories about the two of them dating and getting married, and would 'write letters' to him asking him to take her away so they can live happily ever after together.

Nina is aware of the fact that Jeff will never the person she wanted him to be; in a way she's ashamed of herself for even idolising him like that in the first place. But she still desperately reaches for his validation, because he represents anarchy, rebellion. Something she wanted for 13 painful years. She wants to be anything more than an annoying nuisance to him, and swings between periods where she moves on from him and periods where she's so obsessed with him that she breaks down wanting him to like her. He's who she wants to be and who she wants to destroy.

Jeff hates Nina. He hates her and if she died right in front of him, he wouldn't care. She makes him feel uncomfortable, but at the same time co-depends on her adoration for him. He's always trying to do things that he knows Nina likes so she can like him more. He doesn't like her, he likes what she'll provide for him; validation. Suffering through dehumanising levels of bullying for 4 years destroyed his self image and he craves Nina's praise.

Every time Nina's in one of those phases where she hates him and wants nothing to do with him, he'll purposefully try and act more like the way she sees him to get him back.

Jeff hates Nina, but he can't stand the idea of losing the only person who thinks he's cool.

I firmly believe that maybe one day Nina and Jeff will recover from their mental issues and maybe start to treat each other like equals. But in the mean time, they co-depend on each other in an unhealthy and paradoxical way. It only hurts the both of them, but they can't stop.

Jeff will also never date Nina because she's eternally 13 and he's eternally 17 (yeah I aged Jeff up a bit since in his original story he's about 14 and I didn't really like that).

Hey, thanks for requesting again! This was so fun to write, if you wanna hear about any other characters don't be shy to ask ;)

That goes the same for anyone who reads this post! My Creepypasta AU is called 'Puppet Strings', and it features a lot of its own lore, its own interpretations of Slenderman (and his brothers) and Zalgo, and its own worldbuilding! If you want to ask for any character in particular, don't be shy to ask!

(Um, also some self promotion here. I'm currently writing a fanfiction based on my backstories for Slenderman and Zalgo. Chapter 5 should be out by this Sunday! It's called Puppet Strings, and there's a post about it on my blog!).

Thank you so much for all the likes on my last post of this nature, I wanna write more for you guys!

Don't be scared to request!

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blog-reflection · 5 months ago

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ONE / Twenty Nine - One of Those Nights

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When I gazed at the clock on my wall I was more than surprised. I was on Petals registration for hours, at least that was what I thought. In reality I’ve hardly even scratched a full hour. I mean, it’s not even six. Well, it is relatively dark outside, and I have issues calculating the time in general, but that surprised me. It's been a while since I had so much freetime in the eve where I had actually nothing to do. There wasn’t any issue on school grounds that would need work, I have finished my room for now, I’m not really in the mood to play some games with Jesse and Sarah isn't home so I could’ve done something with her. I stood up and launched myself into my bed. I still had Lucia's tasks for this week on the table which are, more or less, almost kind of finished. She wasn’t that creative, just some connecting things with words and cute pics of the things she had drawn herself. And yes, I can’t believe it myself too but apparently everyone around me is able to draw at a decent level. I especially like how she’d drawn food. That’s the cool thing if you have so many creative people. Jesse, who is obviously awesome in general, is just amazing when it comes to forms and organics. Apart from that, they are the perfect storyteller and writer. They thought about creating a coming or a manga but they haven’t really started. However, with Petal being a huge Kpop fan, we might get to see a glimpse of Jesse's manga adventure and ohh boy am I hyped to see the outcome of that. Speaking of Petal, she’s creative too. I don’t want to say that it's obvious but she’s all about Kpop so of course she is awesome in doing all those things that are kawaii and cute. She’s also a proud owner of an Etsy shop, selling her own printed stickers, noteblocks, magnets, cups, mugs, keychains and so on. I only know that because after the talk with Jesse I instantly followed her insta where she just promotes everything. As far as I can tell, she’s doing all that on her own. Considering the fact she’s just nineteen is still blowing my mind. Back in Dover I had two friends who were also quite creative. Their names are Fynnick and Fynnrick, and yes, they are siblings. Also yes, I did think they were just joking. They don’t. Fynnick is a pure master when it comes to photography. And Fynnrick is just really good with old art history which is both hilarious. If you see them, you’d instantly know that they are siblings, despite the fact that they are complete opposites. Where Fynnick is dressed like a person out of some vintage movie, Fynnrick is a pure punk. But just visually. Fynnrick is a scholar, smart as hell, and knows so much. Funnik on the other hand is constantly out there partying. I always loved the time Jesse and I spent with them. Often we just sat on the roof of the local gas station and looked into the night sky. Of course we were drunk, at may or may not be that legal age, but it was nice. We talked for hours and hours and hours. The four of us were the biggest thing I ever had in a friend group. Sadly, things got pretty bad at their place. Ms. Chaster has coughed her man sleeping with someone else, another man. Worst of all, it was her ex-boyfriend. She was angry and so furious that she took the twins, went to the car and drove all the way to london. I haven’t seen them since. We do stay in contact over discord, but the two are really busy so I don’t really have time to chat with them or so. I mean, yeah it is sad, but on the other hand, they are blooming now. As far as I’m aware they become ambassadors for their school so that’s awesome! However I do think that Fynnrick did force Fynnick in that situation because as far as I’m aware Fynnick is not that interested in school anyways, never was to begin with. So often you could see all four of us sitting in the hallway copy pasting everything from Fynnrick since we didn’t want to do our assignments. I guess growing up really can destroy some friendships after all. Good luck Jesse isn't able to get rid of me. So much for that.

I put my phone down and stared at the fairy lights that were scattered all over the ceiling above my bed. And now? There wasn’t anything to do nor anything I wanted to do. It was dark already and, as usual for this time of the year, I felt my depression slowly making its way into my life again. I wasn’t really worried to be honest, I’m used to this by now. I haven’t noticed it at first since my life got that bussy but now I can definitely feel the emptiness inside me. I reached my phone and started booting up all I got. Tinder. Romeo, Hinge, Grindr, I bet you can see where this is going. Last time I opened any of those apps was when the one apartment I visited wasn’t there, but that was more out of frustration than whatever I think I’m doing now but well, I guess it will be one of those nights’ I’ll spend somewhere unknown with someone unknown. I swiped profile through profile, tapped people I thought looked good or hot and got messaged by so many people I wish I’d never seen. It didn’t take long and I had a whole small down of dudes ready on me for so many fantasies. Somewhere looking for a casual night out, a drink and cuddles, which sounded good. Others were more of the short time and were really on it to find someone to sex with. I myself am unsure what I’m even looking for. I wouldn’t say I’m looking for sexual content since but looking at some of those profiles I can definitely tell I’m getting hornier. And then there was that one dude that coughed my attention. Tall, black hair, lean but not skinny. His name is Jacques and to be fair, he could sex me right here on the table just because of that name. He had many pictures of himself in his profile. Multiple from the side, one from the front, two where he wore no shirt and flexed his abs and arms, one without his pants and shirts and 2 nudes that were hiding his D. He has a really nice ass. Since his profile got me really in the mood, I decided for a long shot and tapped him with the devil emoji in hopes that he responds. He did. He texted me with a nice Hi and a casual emoji before he shot his next message asking if I’m looking for something now due to the tap. I agreed and within a couple of seconds he granted me access to his private album and on top of that sent me a lot of pics of him. The pics were hot, full of nudity in a variety of different angles. He was huge, not kidding. After the pics he just wrote 22 just for you. I can definitely feel that I would enjoy this ride. I opened the album and got even more excited. The entire album was filled with sexscenes of him fucking people. And we are talking about ten videos at least. Okay, there is no need to hide, not that I could. I was solid rock hard and as much as I know me this won’t go away at all. I asked if he had time like right now and if he’d be ready to spend the rest of the night with me.

Nothing. No answer, nothing. I wasn’t sure how to feel. Until I looked back at my phone. He sent me a link to maps that showed a hotel and again texted me saying that I have to go to room E311, the door will be open and the lights will be out. I, kind of horny, asked him what happened then. He was typing. I felt how the hype inside of me started to grow. Then I just stared at the screen, speechless and overwhelmed by my feelings. The message he sent read a sexual practices das does not require consent, not that he would care. He must have read that on my profile, in which I listed what it was I consider hot during sex. I was more than ready. My D. was already getting wet, so I went to my wardrobe. I got completely undressed and only grabbed my pants. I took a tank top and a jacket and sent him a message that I’ll be right there before I made my way to the hotel. I reached the hotel about fifteen minutes later. It was huge so I spent about 5 mins to look for the elevator. I drove up to the third floor and looked at the chat again. He wrote again, another task. He wants to spice things up. He told me to go to the bathroom on this floor, which usually is for employees. He wanted me to leave all my stuff there, so I entered his room naked. I was thinking but since I didn't have any money or important stuff with me I like the idea more than I technically should. So I did what he had asked of me. I got out of the elevator and went looking for the restrooms. I crossed his room on the way so I kind of have to go a bit far naked in this otherwise empty hallway but to be honest, seeing the door already made me more into it. I finally reached the restroom right behind the corner. There was a bag with a letter XXX so I put everything in there. I took a deep breath and looked out the restroom. Noone there, perfect. I tried to hide my rock hard boner which worked more or less and in about what could be a minute I reached the room.

The room was dark, the curtains were shut, and the only light I’ve seen was the bit of light that came from the door. Until there was a huge bang. The door was shut and I felt an indescribable feeling. A mix of fear and excitement. Out of nowhere I started hearing sounds that were behind me and with a blink of an eye I had one hand covering my mouth while the other was choking me till I passed out. Couple of seconds later, I was tied up to the bed, facing the matrace. The more I got aware of the situation, the more I realised that Jacques was already penetrating me with his fingers. I couldn’t tell how many, but at least three. I layed down, relaxing the session until I saw a slight silhouette in front of me. Hold on, if someone is fingering me and someone is in front of me, then there have to be two people in here. But I couldn’t even think this through. All of the sudden I felt touches everywhere on my body. I couldn’t tell how many there were by now. I was feeling hands, tongues and dicks everywhere. Suddenly the ropes were loose, got blindfolded from behind and flipped like a pancake. And then I noticed. One person was constantly choking me till I passes out while I got fucked buy what seems like a docent of man. I couldn’t say how I felt. I was hot but also in pain, but I enjoyed every last second of that situation.After a while I heard how the door opened and everyone got outside. The curtains were opened and a street light was shining in. the ropes were loosened and I was about to get up, when again, I got choked out. When I was back, the light was on, nothing else. The room was just like new. In the middle was the back with my stuff. I slowly climbed off the bed and grabbed my stuff. I looked at the time, it was four in the morning. I was here for eight hours. I looked at my phone. Jacques sent me a link to a video with the message “good boy”. The link led to a thirty minute video of this night.

He turned this into a porn, so I can see what they did to me.

#fsk18 #best friends #twins #fairy lights #blog.reflection

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yoongiblunt · 1 year ago

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I remember once a huge rpc peg posted that I was a bad person bc of things that never actually happened and were being fed by hateful people.

I joined this rp back in 2016-2019. It was a city rp and I brought 3 idol fc’s two from bts and Jackson wang. I was just using easy characters I had written in the past to Segway in. I immediately encountered issues with god modding from mods in the group, but ignored it. There was a character connection that my muse had no knowledge of between mod and someone else that was infringed on. My character Polly was becoming very good friends with this guy Silas. Silas was dating this other character. The mun messaged me saying they wanted to explore options for these muses.

I was new to the rp, didn’t know there was another plot running somewhere else.

Tho the mod never spoke to me, her muse never was informed about the friendship, her character started to viciously bully mine and even threatened to sc*lp my muse ic. This was never talked about ooc, never ran by, and I quickly messaged them like “hey, what’s goin on cause this is a lot and also can we avoid terms like that bc it makes me uncomfortable” I am native. This was a white woman in her 20s writing a white character that is interacting with an 18 year old native dudes nonwhite oc. She proceeds to tell me her muse just Fuckin hates Polly. I’m very cordial about it, we talk anout it for a while, and she’s still being intense with me. I just drop the conversation and explain I won’t be plotting with her or the other mun if it’s going to be an issue, despite having a great friendship with silas’ writer.

I sent all of the screenshots to my gf at the time as she was a mod and I was anxious about what could happen.

Hours later my ex is messaging me showing the me the mod chat, and blatantly photoshopped messages are being sent. It was everything the other said, but she pasted my icon over hers? The conversation didn’t even make SENSE at that point, but everyone was just like oh well then we will just give him a strike blah blah.

A few weeks later, the same mod, using a cardi b icon for herself on the main, posted some stuff about how no one was to bring up cardi’s transphobia. I was like that’s weird bc she literally is one tho.

That lead to an argument and when I linked her a video of it, she claimed it made her uncomfortable. This is a cis woman. She claimed I was making her upset and triggering her.

So I left it.

Two weeks later I am showering, not even on the dash for the day. I received a message saying I needed to change my rp characters bc bts was cancelled and all of my muses would need to go or have fc changes. I didn’t get online. I did not see this. Also, not all of my fc’s were bts members, she was just assuming these Asian men were all in bts and even listed the characters for me.

Not even 10 minutes after this message is posted, they post on the main stating that I refused to change my muses fc’s that I was transphobic, that I was argumentative, and obviously supported antisemitism. They allowed members of the rp to tear into me, sending me messages saying I should kill myself???? I get on that afternoon to a shit show and two different rpc help pages dragging me. And while I was absolutely argumentative, I was actively being pushed out of the rp without any real communication. Instead of asking me to leave, or giving me a chance to even read the messages, they dragged me. It was obvious I wasn’t even online. And had they asked me to just drop my characters I would have if it made people uncomfortable, but all of my characters were not members of kpop groups. They weren’t even Korean men. It was the generalization of Asian men, the usage of oppressive language, and gaslighting a trans person when they are expressing discomfort with cis behavior.

I hope these people have terrible days, except that rpch. They were informed of a shitty person and did what they could to protect their community. I stand by that. I still follow them and support their work always

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heartfilia-source · 1 year ago

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Love these song choices a lot!! Seeing your cute list gave this admin some great inspiration to create a playlist for kpop soloist Lucy 🌟💫

Music selection came from a mix of the lyricism as well as how that along with the rhythm and tempo illustrates Lucy's character journey throughout FT! (< is typically how i personally curate chara playlists)

Sooo Lucky by ITZY (lyrics)

Sooo Lucky just screams chance encounters and happy coincidences which really embodies Fairy Tail's pilot and Lucy's first meeting with Natsu and Happy that kicked off the entire story!

No Celestial by LE SERRAFIM

Always loved what Natsu said during PL: "that 'debutante' thing doesn't suit you at all! you fit a lot better laughing in this crappy bar... and going out on adventures. that's the lucy i know!" Definitely feel like No Celestial expresses how much Lucy can just be herself with Fairy Tail and how much they'll accept her regardless of anything.

Anywhere But Home by Seulgi (lyrics)

Speaking of Phantom Lord... this is probably the most self-explanatory choice of song, representing Lucy's feelings during her focus arc </3

SHINING★STAR by Lovelyz

The song is prob more intended to be about the artist(s) vocalizing adoration towards their "shining star" but imo the various people Lucy has been able to empathize with and help during their interactions do see Lucy as such a bright light as she continues growing into her own !!

Diary by Gugudan

Another more straightforward song choice for soloist!Lucy! As we know, Lucy is a writer who has suffered a lot of personal losses (by no fault of her own...) over the years and she keeps those memories in her heart and memorializes her loved ones through the written word 🖋️

Bubble by STAYC

Title track material?? Something about this just gives Lucy vibes! It's got that ~life is an endless adventure~ energy and like her focus tracks from the FT OST it's got a similar cozy, cheerful atmosphere. (Also semi-ref to the sheer amount of 🫧🫧 baths we see Lucy taking lmao.)

Got Me Good by BoA (lyrics)

A more mature turn - kinda associating this with Lucy's experiences in the latter half of GMG and Tartaros up through the final arc, there were a lot of situations where Lucy got pushed into a corner and had to endure, often after being separated from her friends, but thinking of them is where she found the strength to fight back tougher than ever.

'Til We Meet Again by aespa

The Lucy to Aquarius messaging is so strong here!! Just because they've separated doesn't mean this is the end and they can never see each other again.. Even if they're not physically close and can't fight together unless by chance they've still got an irrefutable connection💙

Le Voya9e by Kep1er

Another Aquarius-ish themed song! Can't help it when she's been significant to Lucy's character journey, especially in 100yq where Lucy's goal is to regain her key. This song brings to mind mermaids and traveling along a tropical coast, just very refreshing and lilting.

Also not to be a fangirl, but the song has a really lovely performance!

Good, Bad, Ugly by Red Velvet (lyrics)

One thing I've noticed with Lucy is that she kinda puts on this refined, dignified front at times when she should embrace her silliness! and also see at least some part of her maturing and development as growing to be able to accept the good, bad and ugly parts of herself..

Imo that's also why we often get Natsu and Brandish (their individual dynamics with Lucy feel interestingly similar) both poking at Lucy when or until she shows some indignity. The mention of sweetness and chocolate in the lyrics makes me think of Brandish as well, and of how much I wish her 'rivalry' with Lucy was less barebones in 100yq

Songs I'd give to Lucy if she was a Kpop soloist and why:

title is self explanatory and some of these might just be based on vibes and sound rather than as a whole but I tried to keep it also based on the general dance/performance and lyrically aswell. idk this is just for fun because ive thought about this a bit lol ALSO i tried to keep these as soloist songs but i think a lot of group songs fit her so most of them are just group songs lol

ALSO a lot of these are nalu based but thats unavoidable because theyre very intertwined lmao

also also this ended being a longer post than i expected and i dont think anyones gonna read everything but yeah

Herione by Sunmi

I mean first of all the title is LITERALLY called Heroine like... come on. This song for me is very nalu core like whenever i hear this song the lyrics scream nalu from a Lucy POV, for me anyway. Mostly the lyrics about a hero, lucy herself has agreed that natsu is kinda like her hero in the RAVE x FT crossover little comic if you didn't know. I would said the sound kinda fits lucy its not too brooding but not too crazy and hyper and its a good middle ground that I think would suit her :)

POP! by Nayeon

Okay so I was deciding between killin' me good and pop for this list because I think they both fit her in diff ways but I think pop is better for her because its whimsical and silly and happy with a bit of cunty and that's very lucy for me <3 but in general I think both songs would work for her but anyway yes pop is very silly and fun and cute and i think thats very fitting for lucy and she would rock the pop m/v outfits

Queen of Hearts by TWICE

Okay this one is both based lyrically and vibe vise. I think it sounds like something lucy would perform its a powerful song but not too over the top and a good middle ground that would suit lucy. anyways the lyrics from the first chorus:

its VERY fitting for lucy leaving her old life behind and starting new and becoming bigger and better yes yes yes and the lyrics about being a queen yes she is a queen and she will rule the world!!!

BONVOYAGE by Dreamcatcher

i loveee this song and honestly a lot of dreamcatcher songs I imagine nalu scenarios in my head to them because theyre songs are sooo catchy and fast paced I can imagine the craziest things,, anyway the reason I chose this song was mostly the lyrics i mean things like

i cant explain it but this is definitely them theyre soulmates and the "maybe you dont but i love you" definitely suits lucy i specifically thought of the line in 100yq of her thinking natsu doesnt like her in that way but you know she loves him anyway and they'll be together forever in his words etc etc

again i cant really explain how this is them but if i had to i would say the way theyre really close and best friends and yet have fallen in love with eachother but are hurting eachother going in circles with their relationship and not confronting their fears about losing each other either quite literally or their relationship and it's gonna build up until it explodes lol

okay last part these lyrics really remind me of the ending in dragon cry when lucy tells natsu that even with the different conflicting parts of him she knows him and she knows that even with all of that hes still just natsu and its what he needed to hear and she just knew that so :)

and also other than the lyrics I think the song can be very lucy sounding,, to me anyways :D

enchanted night ~ 白夜 by Billlie

Okay after the essay on the last one I wanted to do a song that has a more simple explanation,, so Billlie have amazing songs theyre one of my favourite kpop groups and if you haven't listened to their songs they bang so hard please listen <3 anyways the lyrics are all based around of course an enchanted night with lines like "The moon is freaky, the stars are dreamy" etc etc which of course suits lucy due to the stars and such but also the moon part made me think of the galuna island arc and of course the whole eclipse gate and such so yeah! (also the song sounds soft and pretty like lucy.. (: )

Playing with Fire by Blackpink

another song based off of lyrics being very nalu i mean... playing with fire as a title is very nalu,, but also the lyrics are about going too far in love and getting hurt getting burnt etc etc which like you know that one scene in 100yq and like the whole slow burn thing they have,, its very fitting to me imo and also the sound suits lucy its again middle ground powerful but not too overwhelming to the point where its too powerful that it wouldnt suit lucy (not saying she isnt powerful she has her moments which is why i think a middle ground is good)

Queencard - G-IDLE

this might be a hit or miss for some people,, but hear me outtttt... I wanted to add a song thats very high confidence and powerful but a lot of songs in mind were too dark and serious but and I feel like this fits the most,, its feminine and fun with confidence and cunt slayage and its silly and fun and its so lucy to me its so so so lucy too me. I need to draw lucy in a queencard stage outfit like yesterday thank yew also i know a lot of people thought the lyrics were cringe and this that blah blah blah but i think adds to the fun and it kinda fits lucy sometimes shes a little silly and girlfail and thats okay we love her for it

(I will leave it there for now but theres defo more songs out there for this but I dont want to make this toooo long and obv i included these songs a lot because I like them and some other people may not like the songs or agree that they suit lucy but its how I view them and its just for fun :)

#text #meta #media #xover #x: other #solo #'i dont think anyones gonna read everything' you say well i did! :D #rly hope i'm not intruding with all these different songs and the explanations haha this was fun to do! 🙇‍♀️ k-gg music is full of bops #admin post

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shownusmilitarymilf · 6 years ago

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#ya know...there must be some type of correlation between self esteem issues #and kpop reader ff #cause i can never seem to find a good one where the reader doesnt off the bat berate herself for being plain and unassuming #cause ugh....that aint me #like regardless of how other ppl see me i see myself as a 10/10 #i think im hot an any of these lil kpop boys would be lucky to even sniff my pussy #but most reader insert goes to immediate self deprication of their looks #and we all know a LOT of the writers own feelings and personality is reflected in these scenarios #so...i feel like something should be said about the sheer amount that always insist #on making sure the reader feels low about themselves #and i just...cant get jiggy w that🤷🏾‍♀️

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taem-min-archived · 3 years ago

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Unlikely

Pairing : Jisung x female reader

Genres : demigod! Jisung, demigod! reader, fluff, angst, greek myth au, Percy Jackson au

Summary : Love is found in the unluckiest of times, in the unluckiest of places.

Event: Part of Fantasia Event by @nct-writers

Warnings: blood, death, major character deaths

WC: 2.9k

A/N: Biggest thanks to @ahsshilee-me for helping me over come this writer’s block! Same goes for @dreamyyang and @dreamyyang for their amazing suggestions and ideas and helping me to write this fic. Sorry if isn’t that good. I ended up with a bad writer’s block. Also, more star gazing here yipee!

Tagging: @whatudoing @fifty-shades-of-mischeif @midnightmoi @chaoticdreaminisode @xavi-in-kpopland @nctisthecity @cloudyhaos @ahsshilee-me @ginger24880 @leahuzumakisblog @crystalcave1120 @kimhi @dilfhwa @jinterlude @re-gee @veephobiia @spookybananapurseturtle @jenoc0re @mourningmorticia @shortstackofeverything @nctechonmymind @annamdfoster0929 @lullabyobsession127 @mashihosbae @ikissjaemin @yangily @neo-shitty @lebrookestore @itz-jutz-me @cupofkofi @random-kpop-user @eyyyyyyyow @luvandletrr @sm3156 @cheesy-macncheese @shadowmini @zakinct @rainbowsalt0412 @catboy-jeno @nikita-chauhan @harrythefarmer @cuddly-things

When a Goddess fell in love with a mortal man, a girl was born. She was beyond the powers of mortal men; a demigod made by the love affairs of an Ancient being and a commoner.

She was innocent, unaware of the sins committed by the Gods and the Titans.

And yet, it was her who would have to lift the sword to protect them.

It was her who would have to shed blood to save humanity.

And it was her who would have to grieve for the loss of her loved ones and friends.

She sniffled to herself, still wondering how she had ended up with this much bad luck.

It wasn’t fair. She had never met her mom. Her dad had always struggled with money, moving from city to city for some reason she never could understand.

She never had friends, and her father was always busy working.

She had asked him a number of times where her mother was, or why she had left them.

He always gave the same reason: her mother was trying to protect her.

Which never made sense. How do you protect someone if they can barely get 3 square meals a day?

But now everything made perfect sense.

Why her dad never let her talk to much people.

Why her dad kept changing schools and cities.

She was a demigod, an offspring of the Gods and humans.

And she was cursed to fight the battle of the Gods. A battle she never ever had a say at.

Stepping out of the Hermes cabin, she walked towards the Dining Pavilion for dinner, listening to the chatter and laughter of the other demigods.

How could they be so cool and calm knowing that they would die very soon?

The very thought of it was killing her.

Reaching the table, she wished she could shrink away from them. They all looked so much stronger than her.

Hell, even the twelve year olds looked much more confident,

Another reason she felt out of place was because she had been discovered just a week ago, on her sixteenth birthday.

It was astonishing, how she had survived for so long without knowing the fact that she was a demigod. Most people were found when they were eleven or twelve years old, some even younger.

As quietly as she could, she tried sitting down, but as bad as her luck was, she ended up hitting her leg on the chair, the combat boots hitting the legs of the chair with a loud thud. The Table quietened down, all of them staring at her.

She could feel her cheeks heating up. Looking down she sat down, wishing people would look away.

“Here.” someone said, handing her a spoon and a fork.

She took it gladly, muttering thanks, not seeing who it was. Soon the crowd started talking once more, ignoring her.

“Don’t be nervous.” the same person said.

She turned to look at a young boy of her age sitting beside her, one whom she hadn’t ever seen here.

“I’m not-” she began saying but something told her that lying to him wasn’t going to work with him.

So instead, she said, “I’m scared.”

He chewed his lips for some time before extending his hand out. At first she looked at it in confusion, but slowly placed her hands on his. He gave her hand a squeeze and like a miracle, she felt a sudden reassurance.

“I’m Jisung.” he said, smiling at her.

He seemed to be sitting alone at his table, meaning he was the only child of that particular god.

Another reason she felt left out. Everyone’s parents seemed to have claimed them.

But she was stuck in the Hermes cabin for the past three days without any signs from her mom.

She was secretly hoping it was Aphrodite, that after she would be able to burst into her old enemy’s house looking like the prettiest girl in town and say Ha! In your face!

“C-Can I ask you a question?” she asked Jisung, as he went back to eating.

Clearly, he was an introvert like her.

He looked back at her with wide eyes, like he was scared of what she was going to ask.

“Go on,” he said, uncertainly.

“Who’s your parent god?” she asked.

“Oh.” He still looked uncomfortable.

“Don’t you- don’t you have one?” she asked. “Are you like me then?”

“What? No! It's just that….my father is...Dolos.” he muttered.

She frowned. What was wrong with that?

“Is that...a problem?” she asked.

His eyes widened in her response. “Don’t you know Dolos? I suppose you won’t. He’s a minor god-”

“God of lies and deceit?” she asked.

“Yes…”

“I don’t see the problem here?”

He looked taken aback.

“You don’t think...that I could lie to you, cheat you and decieve you?” he asked in disbelief.

Now it was her time to be confused.

“Why would I think that? That’s your father’s traits. Not yours.”

“But everyone inherits their parents' traits Y/N.” he said slowly, as though still not believing her words.

She shrugged.

“Your mom brought you up. Not your dad. I’m pretty sure she didn’t bring you up to be a liar and a cheater.”

He stared at her for some more time, and she felt a blush creep up her cheek. Slowly, he went back to his meal, chewing slowly as he thought over her words.

She was done with her meal and got up to stand, but Jisung grabbed her wrist all of a sudden.

“Want to see my secret hideout tonight?” he asked, his eyes holding a question of whether she would trust him.

And without hesitating she said, “Yes.”

They all were sitting around the fire; it was karaoke night.

She always liked singing, but tonight her mind was on Jisung’s invitation.

"Y/N!" Someone called her name.

She jolted back to present and found all the kids staring at her again.

"Um…" she began, unsure of what was going on.

Someone pushed her onto her feet as she scrambled to get up, but instead she tripped again and fell on her face.

She heard a few snickers and got up, her face burning with shame.

Darell, if that was her name, walked up towards her.

"I was talking to you." She hissed, her lips curling.

Y/N looked down.

"I'm sorry." She muttered. She really didn’t know what else to say.

“You need to duel with me.”

She felt her breathing hitch.

Duelling? She was pathetic in it.

Succumbing in fear, her eyes glazing around the people who're watching her in anticipation.

Air pipe starting to clog up, she slowly stepped backwards with hot tears building on the rim of her eyes.

“I can’t.” she whispered, tears spilling now that she could feel people’s eyes burning through the back of her head.

“You can’t back down. You have to duel me.Or...are you scared of your bad luck?” she snickered.

She felt her heart stop. That was what she was scared of.

Her bad luck.

Her cursed luck which followed her everywhere.

All of a sudden, she felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned back to see Jisung, glaring at Darell.

“She’s not scared of you. Or anything in fact.” he growled.

Darell rolled her eyes. “If she’s not, then she can duel.”

Her heart was hammering so fast, she was pretty sure Jisung could hear it.

“Listen to me.” she heard Jisung whisper, a shiver running down her spine. “You can do it. Show them what you are made of.”

She nodded slowly, gulping.

Someone handed her a sword and she took it in her hand, the hilt feeling heavier than usual.

They both stood opposite to each other, reading themselves to attack.

Dimly, she heard a whistle and before she could react, Darell charged. Her reflex was a bit slow and she could only raise her sword to block Darell’s parry. The force caused her to stumble back and before she could regain her balance, Darrel pushed her once more causing her to land on her butt.

She felt her cheeks burn in humiliation as the other girl snickered.

“No luck this time too, huh?”

Anger raged through her nerves.

“I don’t need luck!” She said, before getting up and charging at her. But she was ready too, and dodged it. But this time Y/N shoved the end of her sword towards her opponent’s legs, causing Darelll to fall.

The other girl didn’t give up. She snarled and got up, attacking her.

But it was like some sort of power and confidence had flowed into Y/N. She no longer felt that everything she did would end up badly due to bad luck.

And each time she won.

Soon the camp was cheering for her and finally, Darell gave up.

“You just had luck.” She muttered.

And right at that time everyone gasped. She could feel something over her head, like some light radiating over her head.

Slowly, everyone kneeled down on one leg.

“All hail Y/N L/N, daughter of Tyche, Goddess of Luck.”

“That’s it!” She yelled, throwing away the bow and arrow. “I’m never doing this.”

Jisung shrugged.

“You were fine the first few times-”

“Because I had luck!” She huffed, before storming away from the sunny glade. She walked back to the porch, wanting for a little shade and coolness from the amount she was sweating.

For the past two days, Jisung had tried training her in different sorts of things. But while she would be good at them in the beginning, the nagging voice in her head which kept saying to her that it was only because of good luck snapped away the little bit of confidence she would manage to develop, causing her to fail.

She flopped down on an empty seat, tears of frustration threatening to spill.

Jisung followed suit, sitting down beside her.

“Hey.” He said, frowning at her. “No crying.”

“I’m not crying.” She lied.

Jisung snorted. “Don’t lie to me. You are forgetting who my dad is.”

She turned towards him, wanting to ask him a question that had been bugging in her mind.

“That day…” She began uncertainly, and stopped, not wanting to ruin her friendship with Jisung,

He raised his eyebrows, asking her to continue.

“That day Darell challenged me, you said those words to me and let’s be honest, that made me feel a bit better. But were you...lying back then?

She saw an expression of hurt flash through his face, but it was gone as soon as it had come.

“Did it look like I lied to you?” He asked.

She looked down ashamed.

“N-No. I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. You are not the first one to doubt me. But remember Y/N. You would be the last person I would lie to.”

She looked at him shocked, but he wasn’t looking at her anymore.

“You were the only person who believed me. M-My mother-” He choked, unable to continue anymore.

She gently reached and grabbed his hand. “You don;t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

He took a deep breath in.

“No. I want to.”

“Okay.” She breathed, still holding his hands. To her surprise, his hands were soft, no calluses or scars like he hadn’t fought for the past six years he was here.

“My mother began hating me when I was six. Not only had dad lied to her about everything, but he pretty much caused her downfall. After all, Gods lie to their spouses, but in my case it was different. His affair with her had made her lose her home and money and she was left all alone with an unborn baby. When I was born she loved me a lot. But that’s when she figured out that I was picking up dad’s traits. That I lied and manipulated and cheated people. She began hating me so much. And then- and then she suicided.”

He stopped here to swallow back a sob, and she patted his back gently.

“After that I came here, and I swore I would stop lying but my dad-” He stopped, anger evident in his voice.

She shuffled closer to him.

“It's okay. You've changed. You are different now."

He opened his mouth to argue, but closed it. He gave her a look, and all of a sudden she felt her heart flutter.

"Maybe we all change." He muttered, absentmindedly giving her hand a small squeeze.

Have you ever star gazed?" He asked, pulling her into the amphitheatre.

She shook her head in a no, his light grip on her arm causing goosebumps to erupt on her skin.

In the past few days, she and Jisung had gotten closer. Close enough for her to fall in love with him.

She knew she was in love with him. She knew it because he made her feel different, giddy, like she was the only one.

And for some reason, his approach to her felt genuine. She didn't once doubt that he was trying to use her.

Jisung snapped his finger in front of her face, and she blushed realising that she had zoned out again.

"I'm sorry." She muttered.

He laughed, and she felt herself smile.

"Don't be sorry. I just asked whether you had a boyfriend before."

"Oh." She said, her cheeks heating up more.

"No. I never did."

"So no kisses under the stars?"

"You will be my first."

Now it was Jisung's turn to be taken aback. He turned a furious shade of red and she laughed.

"You look beautiful when you laugh."

Her eyes widened in shock and she heard the words.

He took a step closer and gently cupped her face. His cool fingers felt soothing against her warm cheeks and her eyes fluttered close.

"You always look beautiful." He muttered, his lovely voice causing her stomach to flip.

She felt him lean in closer.

"But I want to make you smile so that you look the most beautiful in this world. And I promise I will protect you." He whispered.

She couldn't help but meet him halfway through, their lips brushing each other's softly.

Here they were kissing, a liar who made a true promise, and a girl with supposedly luck who found her true love with hardwork and pain.

Then when she wrapped her hands around his shoulders and he around her waist, they deepened the kiss.

She inhaled his scent, and she felt herself lose control of her surroundings.

Then their lips met again and again until Jisung had kissed her as many times as there were stars in the night sky.

And that night, she truly felt beautiful like a star.

"Jisung, are you alright?" She asked nervously as she watched her boyfriend look around nervously.

They had walked into the grove, him saying he needed to show her something.

To say Jisung had been acting differently would have been an understatement.

At first, he was the boyfriend she had imagined.

Sweet, caring and loving.

But one day he had disappeared in the grove, and when he came back he was acting completely different.

It was like he was trying to be cold towards her, hate her but obviously was failing at it. That's when he started acting nervous. All of sudden, he would think before holding her hand and look around before giving her a brief kiss.

He had kept shrugging her off by saying it was nothing, but finally gave into her demands of what had bothered him by saying he would show her what he saw in the grove.

"Y/N." He began, his voice oddly choked. "I'm sorry."

She was beginning to feel scared.

"Jisung, what's this about-"

"Let me explain."

His vice-like grip on her hand all of a sudden made her realise that something was terribly wrong. And also, he had gone oddly calm.

"When my mother suicided I hated my father. I hated him because he made my life a hell and he tainted my image as a liar. Tell me, all children lie. But why was my mother scared of me lying? Why did she hate me for a natural thing all children do? Because of him." He snarled the last few words.

She could hear her heart hammering in her chest.

"And so, when Kronos said he would rise against the Gods, when Luke said the Gods will get the punishment they deserve, I joined them."

She froze.

"No." She whispered. She could feel, hear, her heart break.

Jisung continued. "And then I met you. I met you and you trusted me and that just messed up the whole thing-"

Her blood ran cold. She could see tears streaming down his face. She tried kicking him but he was much stronger than her.

They stumbled onto the ground and he pinned her onto the ground.

"You lied to me!" She screamed, tears running down her face as she couldn't believe her luck.

She loved him. Loved him. And this is what he got.

"No. I love you." He whispered, his tears falling on her face as she tried to writhe out of his grip.

"But Kronos will kill me if I don't cut my connections with you and I know it won't happen as long as you breathe and trust me."

"You promised to protect me!" She cried.

Jisung screwed his eyes shut before placing the cold knife on her throat.

"No." He said, opening his eyes.

"I lied to you only once. When I said you were right. But you were wrong. I am my father's son."

Saying that he jerked his hand, and she felt a stabbing pain pm her throat as the knife lodged there.

Slowly the world dimmed away as the last thing she saw was Jisung's crying face.

A/N: Please do tell me what you think about this story!! I worked really hard on it and I would love to know everyone’s thoughts on it~ Comments and reblogs are appreciated!

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starfire-s · 4 years ago

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here’s a list of the best, mediocre and worst kdramas i watched in 2020

no one asked for this but it’s happening because i have thoughts (also all opinions are my own if you disagree then get well soon i guess... no i’m kidding make your own posts about it don’t hate me please) ahsjsj anyways click to read a lengthy post and if you actually read the whole thing then thank you i hope you enjoy this wild ride!

THE BEST KDRAMAS -

mystic pop up bar - this show had everything i ask from a kdrama literally i can name it all found family (to real family), well thought out characters, a mystery plot, special effects, soft romances that were well written, a happy ending! no show in 2020 even comes close to how good this one was! the writers literally guided you throughout the whole thing so you could come up with theories and didn’t do a ‘aha! gotcha’ thing where they want to prove the audience wrong but they wanted us to be right and satisfied! the worst part about the drama is that it’s still so underrated and people just brush it off as some random fantasy show but it’s so much more than that! 1000/10

flower of evil - who doesn’t want to see lee joon gi being the son of a serial killer, living with the name of a man who is in a coma, and hiding his real identity from his wife who is a detective? this show constantly had me at the edge of my seat on a weekly basis so the emotions i went through while watching this are unparalleled! the writers also did such a good job on writing a coherent story that made sense and tied up all the plot points in the end. just a really satisfying show to watch! 10/10

where your eyes linger - i literally bought a $8 viki pass to watch this show so it should tell you everything you need to know about how i feel ahsjsj the episodes were 10 minutes long but we got a good story with well written characters who got character development in a total of 80 minutes it’s insane! honestly it’s still hard to believe this show had rookie actors because they were just so emotive that you could feel all the happiness, sadness, yearning and pining! probably one of my fave kdramas this year because of the acting that i always constantly rewatch! would recommend 10/10

crash landing on you - okay so this drama was actually released on my birthday last year and it was a time in my life when i was going through a lot so maybe it’s the comfort this show provided me through that time this is why i have such a soft spot for it? like the romance was good, it was funny, there was found family, the nk soldiers were all softies, there were strong female leads, soft male leads!!! ahh!! no other show on this list made me think about the unification of south korea and north korea irl because i wanted se ri and jeong hyeok to be together 4ever! but the only issue i had with this show was the ending they gave seung jun if they didn’t do that i’d give this show a 10/10 but just for that they get a 9/10

psycho but it’s okay - this was one of those shows where you’re literally like ‘wow everyone here needs therapy’ but this show was amazing i loved the story telling and how each episode related to children’s book/fairytales! the writers also did a good job with how carefully they talked about mental health in depth without villainising their characters but actually tried to make the audience understand why they were this way which included all the side characters too who had a well thought out story in each episode! also the dynamic between moon young, kang tae and sang tae was everything to me the actors all did an amazing job portraying their characters, it truly was a healing drama. the only thing i didn’t like about this show was the whole plastic surgery plot with the mother like that was very far fetched but it provided drama so i’ll let it slide because the rest was amazing. this show is a solid 8.5/10

18 again - another underrated gem! who would’ve thought a remake of that zac efron movie could be this good!! lee do hyun stole this show for sure the way he portrayed his character and gave heart eyes to his kids (when he’s only 25 irl was the best thing i saw this year ahsjs) i loved the family dynamics in this show, i loved how it talked about what it’s like to be young parents and how society still think it’s taboo to be divorced! it’s a show that makes you laugh and cry at the same time and that’s why everyone should watch it! however, the biggest clown thing this show did to me though was that i got sls for the first time while watching a kdrama... hwang in yeop if u’re reading this i love u and u deserved better 🤡 that aside this show was a 8/10

itaewon class - i actually didn’t watch this drama as it was airing because i thought i wouldn’t enjoy the plot but when i watched it i binged the whole thing in 2 days and my biggest regret is i didn’t watch it sooner! everyone knows i have a soft spot for park seo joon since he’s my favourite actor i’ve literally watched all his dramas like he could star in the trashiest drama out there and i’d still watch it and be like wow (looking at she was pretty 👀) this show aside from the acting had one of the best revenge plots in a kdrama! just watching a character realistically hustle his way to reach the top while fighting the corrupt man whose son killed his father was so so satisfying to watch! however, the love triangle in this show was questionable idk what they were trying to do with that but it personally annoyed me! but still i’ll give this show a 7.5/10 because i enjoyed it a lot!

do you like brahms? - kim min jae and park eun bin.. that’s all you need to know about why this is a good kdrama! i’m usually not a big fan of melodramas and everyone knows i prefer rom coms but this show was just so perfectly melo that i loved all the angst and pain we got!! also just watching two introverted people awkwardly fall in love was amazing! the characters story arcs were also handled pretty well with song ah finally learning to speak up for herself and joon young learning to express how he truly feels! but... the love square? was probably the most annoying thing the rest in my opinion was nicely done! i know people had mixed feelings about the ending but i loved that after all the pain joon young and song ah went through they got a happy ending together! 7/10

find me in your memory - okay this show started off very slow and it was confusing at the start but as it progressed everything in the plot started to fall into place! i mean this show really took opposites attract to a new level where the male lead could remember every single detail from his life but the female lead had to forget some of her traumatic memories to help her cope with her life! they were also tied together through a mutual character who was a big part of their lives in a different way! just an interesting melodrama with interesting characters i liked it! and moon ga young... i love you queen!!! 7/10

THE MEDIOCRE KDRAMAS -

more than friends - was the storytelling in this show groundbreaking? no. was the acting decent? yes. also probably the main reason i stuck with this show until the end! i think we can all agree lee soo had the best character development on this show he started off as a bad boy who wore one ear stud to actually becoming a well liked character... who else did it like him? no one. also the chemistry between the mains was 🔥 but the second male lead was so annoying is there a opposite word for second lead syndrome because i had that for sure! i think the best part about this show was the people i watched it with on here... shoutout to the five of us ahsjsj also this show introduced me to a talented actor/singer like ong seong wu (y’all know my kpop knowledge is nonexistent so no i didn’t know he was in a band called wanna one) all in all a predictable show but i had fun watching it so 6.5/10

tale of the nine tailed - i didn’t actually watch this show i watched it through gifs and instagram posts ahsjsjs so am i qualified to talk about my opinion definitely no... will I talk about it anyways yes lmao. lee rang deserved better that’s all goodbye and take care. 5.5/10

start up - probably one of the most awaited opinions. y’all thought this would be in the worst kdramas section but i decided to give this show some rights. the show started off strong, lost it’s way after episode 6 and then the last episode gave me what i wanted so i have mixed feelings. the writing was not the best i think we can all agree, love triangle as a plot device? wow so groundbreaking 🤡 the characters on the other hand... i loved every single one of them i mean ship wars? i don’t know her. the show had a lot of potential that was wasted but we also got some cute moments between the characters so there was really no winning or losing with this show? but in all honesty you can’t put a talented cast together like this and then just decide to give the audience a mediocre plot but the writers did exactly that! i think i can redirect y’all to my ‘crimes this show committed’ post for a in-depth analysis. lastly nam do san was a GOOD and REFRESHING male lead and ji pyeong was also a GOOD and FUN second male lead!!! this show gave me the ugliest ship war ever that i was transported back to my high school tvd days so thank you for that!! but the cast was loveable and all had a lot of chemistry together so here’s a 5/10 maybe that's too generous but... i think the reason why i didn't enjoy watching this show as much was definitely because of the tag on here lmao

THE WORST KDRAMAS -

the king eternal monarch - i miss clowning this show so much. the amount of braincells i lost while trying to understand this plot... i should be compensated by the writers. however, woo do hwan was a treat to look at on a weekly basis... however the writers kept decreasing his screen time even though he had a dual role... make it make sense? and i cannot comment on the plot of this show because i still don’t understand anything? also in my opinion tae eul and lee gon were the most bland couple of 2020, there was no chemistry between them and there was just a random kiss in episode 5 and they randomly said i love you... where was the development? also lee gon was soooo boring and such a one dimensional male lead! literally all the side characters were so much more interesting and the cast was good... but this plot. 2/10

do do sol sol la la sol - i wanna fight the writer who decided that the plot twist on the show would be that jun is a minor? i had no expectations from this show but it looked cute and nonsensical but that plot twist made me run the other way so fast that i never looked back! just because jun is a boy they really thought this would be excused like lmao we all have critical thinking skills???? the clown behaviour. a solid 1/10

record of youth - i hate this show so much. imagine not utilising park so dam who just starred in the biggest oscar winning movie to her full potential. imagine just making her a love interest to park bo gum’s character in the year 2020. i watched it up until episode 6 and i kept waiting for her character to get development... but it never happened so i dropped this show. also this show featured the MOST useless love triangle i have ever seen in my life like what was the point? also park bo gum’s characters family was straight up annoying (minus the grandpa) but they got so much screen time like that should’ve been given to park so dam... also villainising a gay side character for no reason at all in the year 2020? this show was a waste of my time i want the 6 hours i spent watching this back. -100/10

backstreet rookie - i watched one episode of this and literally wanted to rip my eyeballs out of my head. idk what ji chang wook was thinking when he signed this drama i think he lost his ability to read because that's the only reasonable explanation for why he chose to star in such a dumpster fire show! this show had a racist character... had a high schooler kiss an adult... sexist jokes... just the worst things you can think of in a drama... this show had it. i still can’t believe so many people watched this show to the point where it had better ratings than pbio... really made me question everyone’s taste? but sorry can’t relate my taste is excellent so here’s the rating this show actually deserves -1000/10

if you made it this far... thank you for reading. let’s continue to love some kdramas together and get clowned by others in 2021! looking forward to it 😅

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awkwardbluecupcake · 3 years ago

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SETTING IN DANCE OF THIEVES

Okay so I’ll apologize for the randomness of this post. It’s about a lesser known book, and this blog has very rare posts not related to tv or kpop. But I read this book and I wrote a review, and I realized I have more to say that’s too niche even for the review, so here we are.

Quick background, dance of thieves is a book about a traumatized soldier and a king falling in love, but finding themselves constantly lying and betraying each other as their loyalties clash. I enjoyed the book, but I don’t think it brings anything new to YA romance or fantasy.

The exception to that is how the author uses setting in this book. Fantasy novels use their settings as its own character, with details and aspects to it that can take the entire book to understand. This book uses setting to develop its characters very well, but I wouldn’t describe it as fantasy heavy. Honestly I think the fantasy aspects could have been removed without changing most of the story. But this author does understand setting.

I see setting a bit like costumes in movies. People will notice if it’s unique, but when dine best the costumes will make the story richer without being in your face. This is as simple as best friends wearing complementary outfits to how rich vs poor characters dress. It more deeply builds character and plot.

Setting is like that in books, and this book is a great example. Here is where the spoilers start, a message to the 2-5 people who end up getting this far 😂. Kazi is the female protagonist, and she is deeply afraid of open spaces because of her trauma. Her mother was taken from her when she was a child, and Kazi was only able to stay safe by hiding in the shadows by the bed. After that she becomes a thief, and the shadows are one of the tools she uses to survive. When the other main character and love interest Jase finds out the truth of her past, it helps him to understand her by remembering how afraid she is under the open night sky and how easily she escapes into crowds in the city.

In Jace’s case, he is defined by his deep ties to his kingdom and his family. He is a young king of a small kingdom, and as the new leader he is forced to make difficult decisions. He always thinks about his family and his people before taking action, and he makes mistakes due to these things as well. In terms of setting, he is comfortable no matter where he is in his kingdom. At the beginning he is kidnapped and in his escape gets very far from Amy park or sign of civilization. However he is still able to tell where he is and what direction to go to get home. In his city, he knows the people and the history of everything. He is comfortable and confident anywhere, whether it’s the wilds or the market as long as it’s in his purview. He only leaves his kingdom as a prisoner, he is that tied to his land.

And then there’s how setting plays a role with Kazi and Jase’s relationship. While in the wilderness, neither of them think about their attachments. They are free even though they are literally shackled, and that is a big part of how they are able to fall in love. In either Kazi’s home or Jase’s home, they fall into their roles, which naturally separate them. Kazi likes Jase’s room because it is like a cocoon to her, and it is the only place she lets herself relax in his kingdom. Both of them bond with Jase taking Kazi all over his city, and she falls deeper for him as she understands his land. He gifts her people with better land and helps them thrive, because he protects his people. This also helps Kazi tie herself to him.

Where they are played a role in their relationship and defined them as people. This is something fantasy writers understand, and Mary Pearson clearly has mastered this aspect of the genre. Perhaps in the next book we will have a little bit more of the rest of it.

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neon-city-dreams · 3 years ago

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If you had to give a Muse to each of the Deukae AU writers that you know what would you give them and what would they do?

This is an interesting question and because they're not in Neon City it means they get to bypass a lot of the rules about getting one. It also means I have to go through my Spotify to see if there's a song or song title that I think fits their ability. But let us take it a step further and give each of them a Codename and instead of a Knight let's give them a Paladin. Now before I continue this is in no way a representation of how each of these authors are as people. Some of these Muses are just what I think would match their aesthetic, writing style, or just a cool idea. . This also introduces the idea of 'Verses' which don't exist in NCK continuity. But don't worry Deukae has its own unique gimmick.

@kingmaker-a - Probably the easiest one on the list to come up with.

Codename: Warwick or Winnie the Pooh

Paladin: Roland King Song - An Epic and Heroism type muse gifted to Kingmaker by Calliope. King Song allows Kingmaker to bestow the strength and powers of any mythological king in the form of a spectral crown. Be it King Arthur, Beowulf to even Gilgamesh.

Heavy is the head that wears the crown - The longer someone wears the king song crown the heavier it becomes eventually crushing you under the weight of responsibility.

A king serves their people - The crown can only be used by someone with pure intentions or by someone whose ideals match the King that Kingmaker has chosen.

@panda-writes-kpop -At first, I thought this was going to be hard until I remembered Panda's war declaration.

Codename: Gorgo

Paladin: Oliver

When the weak go matching - A tragedy-type muse gifted to Panda by Melpomene. Considered the antithesis to Kingmaker's King Song When the weak go matching feeds on the morale and physical condition of its victims. Often leading to morale victory before Panda's enemy suffers physical death.

The voices cursing helplessly, praying for help - They can utilize the strength they've drained from their uses of 'When the weak go marching in' to bolster themself. But this takes a mental toll in the form of their victims' voices begging to let their strength go.

It forgives us even for our weaknesses - In addition to its other effects Panda's muse can be utilized on allies to silence fear and anxiety allowing their true strengths to shine through.

@pabopup - Pirates of the Caribbean and Pabo's series is the inspiration for this 👌 Besides pirates are just fucking cool as fuck.

Codename: Sparrow

Paladin: Anseis

Hoist the Colours - A History Type muse gifted to Pabo by Clio. Hoist the colours summons a spectral apparition of the flying dutchman that can traverse air, land, and sea.

Yo ho haul together - Pabo can't be expected to pilot and man a ghost ship by herself. So her Muse will call the spirits of fallen to man the flying dutchman. Each spirit knows what they're doing and will always refer to Pabo as Captain. If they know her codename they'll refer to her as Captain Sparrow.

Heave Ho Thieves and Beggars never shall we die - The full power of Hoist the colours allows Captain Sparrow to endlessly call the spirits of fallen sailors and pirates alike. Each willingly to sacrifice their lives for their captain and her comrades. However, after using the full extent of her power Pabo will be forced into a one-on-one duel with Davy Jones without her muse.

@subways-stuff - I'll admit this was kind of hard only because Subway's versatility especially with how they have spread out with different groups and different AU's.

Codename: Raphael

Paladin: Gerin

Dead End in Tokyo - A Poetry type Muse given to Subway by Erato. Dead End in Tokyo is a muse that can be used to alter others' perceptions of reality. This can be used to deadly effect to trap the victim with no bindings or to even make them think they've won when in reality they've lost.

He's Shinjuku James Dean - This verse allows Subway to alter the memories of those under their muse. While this is temporary at best if the victim isn't a muse bearer they won't doubt their new memories for a moment.

She's in a city full of bigger lies - The true power of Dead End in Tokyo. Bigger lies allows subway to shunt a person or just their conscious into a new reality of subway's design. This could be used to cut off potential threats or to give someone the final moments they deserve. However, Bigger Lies can only be used on one person at a time.

#Neon City Paladin?#Neon Answers #Now if only people would ask me questions about me rather than the people I know #😂#i kid i kid #Feel free to ask whatever you want #i'll answer anything #But why did I do this ask for 3 hours instead of preparing for war?#Especially with it this saturday?#Because I really wanted to answer this I guess?

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newcaptainofsquad9 · 4 years ago

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I Can’t Handle You Being Back~Chou Tzuyu x black! fem! reader {3}

Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

Pairing: Tzuyu x reader

Summary: A few weeks have passed and you’re already set to make your debut with Twice during their comeback for Cry For Me and I Can’t Stop Me. Things with Tzuyu haven’t gotten better, and it’s about to get worse when the company forces you both to do a live together with the other foreign members. Can you and Tzuyu get through it?

Genre: Angst, Idol-Verse, Romance, Slow Burn, Hurt and Comfort, Best Friends to Lovers

Warnings: None, just a lot of tension and awkwardness between y/n and Tzuyu. ya know your usual angst

Word Count: 2, 750

Writer’s Note: Ok, so this chapter gets a bit juicy and there’s going to be a bit of jealously, along with a hint of romance, but that’s all I’m gonna say. Hope ya’ll enjoy it and please comment! I want to hear your thoughts and feedback. This took me like a month to write it, I’m not sure how I feel about it so :/ yeah.

Onces, Netizens and the overall Kpop community in general were lit a blaze with the reveal of Twice’s new member: me. Of course now being in a whirlwind of what is Twice’s schedule, I didn’t have time or the energy to read comments, dms or messages that I’ve gotten from them (thank God). Jihyo was also a factor in keeping me on my toes during long dance practice days, even though she wasn’t as hard on me as she was with the others. They weren’t too hard on me either, usually laughing at my mistakes and helping me if I missed my timing or not. The pressure was on: not only from the Korea public and Kpop community as a whole but because of Tzuyu as well. Her eyes would always be on me, then they roll as she waited for me to fix whatever I did. Even during my photoshoots for the album or promotional media, she’s got her eye on me. We haven’t even talked much since she blew up at me weeks prior. I’m not sure how to fix this really.

I decided now to ignore her, which is easier said than done, due to how close we are during performances. (She literally rests her head against my shoulder during Cry For Me, damn you JYPE!) Right now we’re back stage at Music Bank, awaiting for our rehearsals for our I Can’t Stop Me stage and she’s seated directly to my right, all that’s keeping her from me is my phone, along with Jeongyeon seated between us.

“Y/N, check out this meme,” Jeongyeon said as she practically shoved her phone in my face.

I chuckled lowly; Jeongyeon nudged me.

“That’s the only reaction I get?” she whined. “You always laugh at Chaeyoung’s.”

“Well that’s because she doesn’t use ancient memes,” I said. “The cereal guy is like five years old!”

“So, are you calling me old Y/N!” Jeongyeon said. “That’s disrespectful to your Unnie.”

She nudged my shoulder a few times with a sly grin and furrowed brows.

“No,” I groaned. “Your taste in memes are old.”

“Who’s old?” Nayeon said as she squished herself between me and Jeongyeon. “You better not be talking about me Jeong.”

“You said it not me,” Jeongyeon said with a snicker.

Nayeon didn’t waste any time in smacking her arm, making her laughter rise while I get up to avoid their playful conflict.

“How about you both make out already,” I teased.

The words make both idols separate with the quickness; their faces red as they sit up straighter.

“W-Whatever Y/N,” Nayeon said. “I should be telling you and Tzuyu doing that since all you both can do is eye each other.”

Now I’m the one recoiling, Jeongyeon did the same as Tzuyu’s attention is on Nayeon with a stare. Jeongyeon nudged Nayeon and pushed her back onto her feet.

“Everything was fine until you came along,” Jeongyeon whined. “Also, your make-up’s smudged a bit.”

Nayeon’s hands fled to her face, shock over took it in a matter of seconds.

“Look at your face!” Jeongyeon said as she erupted into another round of heated giggles. I smiled to entertain her, but stop immediately as Nayeon throws us a deadpanned look this time.

“You’re still a grandma,” Nayeon said as she walked away from the couch and towards Mina, Jihyo, and Momo, who held Boo in her arms.

“Ya! If I’m a grandma then what does that make you!” Jeongyeon yelled back. “Great grandma!”

I shook my head and returned back to my phone, my finger itching to open up Instagram yet I’m restrained by soft hands. Tzuyu’s next to me, close but not as close as Jeongyeon was. Her face in taunt, but not in the anger she aimed at Nayeon; this look is of warning.

“Don’t,” she said. “Didn’t Jihyo unnie say not to.”

“I-I just wanted to message someone back,” I said. “You hardly talk to me, why are you doing this now?”

Tzuyu rolled her eyes.

“I just don’t want you in a mood where you can’t focus,” Tzuyu said. “You mess up so easily.”

“Wow, thanks for reminding me,” I said. “I just have to check something with someone.”

Tzuyu pulled her hand away from my wrist, yet she doesn’t return to the other end of the couch.

“Who?” she said.

I side eye her for a moment while I open Instagram; my direct messages are 100 +, forcing my pulse to pound in my ears. The second I tap the arrow that brings up the messages, the swarm hits me:

How come out of all the Sixteen contestants, they bring back the worst one.

You won’t be a real Twice member. This has got to be a PR stunt from all the “cultural appropriation” allegations.

K-Pop isn’t for you, go back to America.

Who told you K-Pop was for you, you black bitch.

The negative messages began to build, and build, out-weighting the small clump of positives ones that came through. My hand tightened around my phone as anger and fear boiled up inside me: angry at myself for taking on this opportunity and fearful because of the hate. I expected this so, why am I feeling this way?

“Y/N?” Tzuyu said as she nudged her shoulder against my own. “Momo Unnie!”

Momo’s head whipped around to the couch, Boo sniffing every where from his position in her arms. Tzuyu’s voice also got the attention of Jihyo, Nayeon, and Jeongyeon as well. They flocked over to us immediately.

“Y/N, are you all right?” Jihyo asked as she knelt down in front of me.

I broke from the trance that the hate comments pinned me in and glanced up at the concerned faces of my bandmates, including Tzuyu this time. Her eyes cut to Momo, as Boo continued to wiggle in her arms.

“Unnie! Could she hold Boo, please?” Tzuyu whined.

Momo blinked at Tzuyu but did so anyway and placed the wiggly dog in my arms.

“Whoa, there,” I said as Boo sniffed down my brown blazer. “Hey there, Boo right? God you’re such a good boy aren’t you? Yeah?”

Boo sunk down in my lap licking my fingers as I pet him with my other hand. Nayeon was right, Boo really is a great stress reliever. Any dog is, gosh it’s been so long since I’ve petted or actually owned a dog.

“Are you ok now, Y/N?” Momo asked. “Boo really likes you, he could barely stop moving when Sana first held him.”

“Are you nervous about the performance?” Mina said as she walked to stand behind the couch with Sana, Chaeyoung, and Dahyun behind her.

“Yeah, being up there with you guys is extremely nerve wracking,” I said. “And I read a few of the comments online.”

“Y/N,” Jihyo groaned. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“I know, know but the public’s perception means a lot, right?” I said. “The Knets are already giving me a headache.”

Mina frowned and placed her hands on my shoulders, then gently squeezed.

“You’ve been practicing so hard with us,” Sana said. “You’ll do amazing!”

I nodded, still taken a back by the comments but Boo’s yipping and the encouraging words from my band-mates eased my worries (even if it’s just for a little bit).

“All right girls!” a manager said as he stormed into the room along with my own manager, Miyoung who signals me towards her. “You’re going on in five!”

I rise, Boo whined as I did and Nayeon held her arms out to take him.

“Aww, Boo, Y/N will be back soon. OK?” she cooed.

I handed him to her before stepping over to a free corner of the room with Miyoung.

She gave me a tiny grin as she rubbed my arm, giving me a once over.

“You all right? It seemed like the girls were consoling you over there,” she said.

“I’m getting there,” I admitted. “I’ve been practicing choreography for weeks and I just saw--”

I paused at Miyoung’s face; it contorted in concern then exasperation.

“You read the comments, didn’t you?” she asked.

I glanced down and nodded.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t trying to let it get in the way of the comeback.”

“Hey, no Y/N,” Miyoung said. “You don’t deserve any of that. JYPE’s even taking the legal action against a lot of the comments, surprisingly.”

I blinked at her words.

“He’s actually keeping his word,” I said.

Miyoung nodded.

“And you’ve got a V Live to do after the performance once you return to the dorms,” she explained. “A welcoming type thing with the other foreign members.”

I hesitated at the word foreign, that means being close to Tzuyu. It also means being close to Tzuyu on camera.

“Is that all right?” Miyoung asked.

“Y-Yeah, I just don’t know how this would go.”

Miyoung brought me a bit closer as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder.

“Well you’ve got Twice in your corner,” she said. “And if anything or any one of them bother you, even another manager, come to me. Brittany insisted I keep an eye on you.”

I deadpan while my mind wondered back to how Brittany was ready to fight JYP in his own office if things grew awry.

“Y/N, c’mon!”

I turned toward the door to see everyone geared up and ready to perform, eyes steady waiting for me; Tzuyu even with a tiny grin on her face.

“Go on,” Miyoung said. “Have fun, don’t think too much of it.”

***

I messed up the shoulder move; I know I did and the playback remained in my mind throughout the drive back to the dorm and as we all settle into our rooms.

“Y/N it’s OK,” Jeongyeon groaned as she slumped against her bed. “You were off by a nanosecond. The only person who noticed was you.”

“Exactly! The Netizens will tear me apart even more when they notice and--”

“And that’s not important right now,” Mina said as she entered Jeongyeon, Momo and I’s room with Sana on her arm.

“V Live time!” Sana sung.

“Good,” Jeongyeon said. “Keep Ms. Worry away for a while. Mina let me play your switch while you guys are live.”

Mina shrugged.

“Sure, but you’re going to have to get it from Chaeyoung,” she explained. “She’s playing it in my room.”

“Ugh, you and your girlfriend,” Jeongyeon said as she rose from the bed.

I perked up at the term.

“Girlfriend? You guys are dating?”

Mina nodded.

“Of course we can’t be official,” she said.

“I know,” I said. “Things aren’t as liberal here as they are in America. I-I can’t believe those ship videos were right.”

Mina blushed a bit.

“That’s the only fan discourse Chae and I keep up with mostly.”

“You kept up with ships Y/N?” Sana asked.

“N-No! I was just curious that’s all! Anyway, let’s go get this live over with.”

Sana giggled as she led Mina and I to her room where Momo and Tzuyu sat in pajamas, holding stuffed animals tightly.

“Y/N! Don’t worry about the performance, you did amazing!” Momo reassured.

“Let’s hope the Netizens agree with you,” I groaned and plopped down beside Momo and Tzuyu on the floor.

“I thought you were supposed to stop worrying about the Netizens,” Tzuyu said. “It almost got in the way today.”

I turn toward Tzuyu and crossed my arms.

“So you noticed my screw up too?” I said.

Tzuyu rolled her eyes.

“Almost is the key word,” she groaned before she reached up from the bed next to us and grabbed a few stuffed animals. “Now which stuffed animal do you want?”

I blinked at the choices Tzuyu presented: a purple flamingo with oval shaped eyes or a pink alpaca with a square shaped eyes and a rather odd expression.

“I’ll take the flamingo,” I said.

Tzuyu handed it off as Sana gasped.

“He suits you Y/N,” she said. “Two cuties and wow, I didn’t know you hung out with Sooyoung Y/N!”

“Who?” Tzuyu asked.

“Joy!” Sana squealed

“Sana what are you talking about?” I asked as she leapt on the bed and showed the phone to us.

We both peered down at the picture in front of us; I remember this one (sort of) from a few years back when I co-wrote a few tracks for Red Velvet and hung out a bit with Sooyoung, we were at a beach some where in LA. I’m sure her fans didn’t pay it much mind but since I’m an idol now along with her, I’m not sure how anymore.

“Look, lot’s of fans speculate you’re both dating now!” Sana said. “So, is it true?”

I’m the one rolling my eyes this time, Sana tossed a flirty grin my way and wiggled her eyebrows.

“No Sana, why are you being so ridiculous right now.”

“Come on Y/N,” Momo said as she nudged me against the shoulder. “Sooyoung is pretty hot. You sure you didn’t--”

“Unnie, don’t,” Tzuyu warned. “Y/N said she didn’t so we should just leave it at that.”

“Tzuyu’s right, we should start the V--”

Mina was cut off by Miyoung and a few other managers step into the room.

“Sorry we’re late!” Miyoung said. “We brought snacks!”

Momo’s eyes grew large. She nearly snatched the plastic bag from Miyoung, pulling out a large bag of BBQ Lays before passing the bag to me. I reached in and pulled out a green tea flavored Kit Kat (it’s been a minute since I’ve had one).

“Thank you, uh are you sure we can eat this on camera?” I said.

“Yes Y/N,” Sana said through a giggle. “Gone are our Sixteen days, plus this is our chill V-Live time, fans love to see us just kicking back and having fun.”

“Everyone huddle in!” Miyoung instructed. “Make sure you’re close so the viewers can see!”

Momo squeezed herself closer, and to my surprise Tzuyu did the same; she hasn’t been this close since Cry For Me dance practice, her perfume is too strong. It made me a bit light headed, or is it just the feeling of her close again? Probably both.

“Here Y/N,” one male manager said as he handed a phone off to me. “Hold this so you guys can keep up with the comments .”

Miyoung rested her phone up on a stand before looking to us.

“You guys ready?”

Everyone nodded, all but me.

“Y/N?” Mina asked as she slipped a hand on my shoulder.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” I said and put on my best smile.

“That’s all we can ask for,” Miyoung said. “Now, we’re live!”

The moment she pressed record, everyone around me perked up to flash their own smiles.

“Hi Onces! We just wanted to hang out with you guys and welcome our new member to you officially, Y/N!” they said in unison.

I waved and smiled enough to reveal teeth.

“Hi Onces! I’m glad to be here!”

My eyes couldn’t help but flock down to the phone in my hand, even with the other four members reading it as well. There’s a part of me that told me not to, but I had to stop thinking like that. I’m a member of Twice too, no matter what they think or say.

The oncoming comments read:

Hi Y/N!!!

So pretty!!

Hi from Brazil!!

Why is she here? Why couldn’t Nayeon take her place?

She doesn’t belong in Korea with the beauty of Twice.

Do you guys name your stuffed animals?

My heart hammered and thumped painfully hard in my ears; instead of stare blankly I chew on my Kit Kat in silence.

“Well I haven’t named this one yet,” Sana explained.

“Manager-unnie!” Mina called, waving to Miyoung. “We can report this comment here!”

“I got it,” Tzuyu said as she took the phone from my hands.

I watched her through a mouthful of chocolate as her brows stay focused; she turned back to the camera with determination as she handed the phone over to Mina.

“Y/N belongs here,” Tzuyu declared to the camera. “And if you don’t want to watch her with us you can leave.”

I almost choked at her words; I heard that correctly, right? I was dreaming, right? Tzuyu must have picked up on my stress and looped her arm around my own; she didn’t pay it much attention to it as she fell into more easy going questions with Momo, Mina and Sana. I did as well, soon enough.

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turning-dreams-into-chaos · 4 years ago

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12, 15 and 17 from prompt list 1 for Peter park where and stark!reader. 🖤 I asked previously but I was stupid and didnt add the prompt list. Love ur work boo 💜

Sorry this took a while and thank you for sending it in again! Hope this was kind of what you wanted!

Edit: I totally forgot the Stark reader, but I didn’t specify it wasn’t... so you can still imagine it is

HALLOWEEN/FALL CELEBRATION IS CLOSED

“PETER!” You shouted as you entered Peters apartment, seeing May in the kitchen as you entered. “Hey May!” You said sweetly, knowing May doesn’t care you just welcome yourself inside.

“Hi Y/N! He’s in his room, doing whatever it is he does.” May called over her shoulder as she picked up the takeout menus she had stashed. “Do you guys want dinner before you leave?”

You paused as you walked through the living room, glancing down at the time on the phone. “Uh, no thanks, Peter and I have to get going soon.” You sent her a smile before getting to Peter’s door. Not thinking to knock before you entered, you came inside and your eyes widened as you were met with Peter standing in the middle of the room only in his boxers and his suit pooling at his feet.

“Fuck me...” Peter groaned out as he saw you enter and throw a hand over your eyes for his decency.

“Don’t mind if I do.” You joked, laughing at yourself a little as you heard the door close behind you, obviously from Peter. “Peter? I’m not complaining, but why are you naked?” You asked still covering your eyes as you heard Peter scurry around the room to find clothes to put on.

He paused momentarily as he looked at you standing there, rocking on the balls of his feet as he took a breath. “I just got back from Patrol!” He defended himself making you give him a silent ‘o’ with your mouth. “I also thought you were May, just barging in like that.” He chuckled as he threw a shirt on before standing in front of you. He took a moment, looking at your carefree face before gently pulling your hand away. You didn’t expect to see Peter right there, so close that your breaths were almost colliding. No matter how many times you and your boyfriend were in that position, it always managed to make you both flustered.

After a few long seconds of silence, you cleared your throat and threw the bags you brought onto his bed. “I got the costumes!” You shouted rather gleefully, hoping the heat in your cheeks would go away quickly. Peter let out a nervous chuckle as he turned around, getting the first look at the costumes you bought out for Flash’s party tonight. You both decided on little red riding hood and the wolf, mostly because you found a red hood at the store last week and got the idea right away. Peter thought it was cute and he agreed.

You went to the bathroom to change as Peter changed in his room. You were almost changed completely, the final thing being the zipper caught on the fabric to your dress. “Hey May?” You called from the bathroom, hoping the older woman would be able to help. When she didn’t answer, probably out picking up dinner for herself, you called for Peter, hoping he was in his costume already.

As you kept tugging at the zipper, the bathroom door swung open and Peter was on the other side wearing his costume completely. “Boo!” He shouted as you looked at him surprised before smiling.

“You’re cute.” You told him, reaching out to fix the collar on his shirt.

Peter’s jaw dropped. “I’m not cute.” He started to pout, grabbing your hands and holding them between you both as he came closer. “I’m deadly.”

You chuckled softly as Peter lowered his voice, trying to sound intimidating but it wasn’t working. “Well now you’re even cuter.”

“Y/NNNNNN!” He laughed out, throwing his head back to hide his blush before meeting your eyes again. “I’m the big bad wolf.”

You rolled your eyes playfully, turning around and pointing at your zipper. “Well does the big bad wolf know how to work zippers?” Peter nodded, fixing the zipper and zipping the dress up.

You thanked him, planting a kiss on his cheek before putting on your makeup. Peter watched you, leaning against the doorframe before you finally finished. “You ready?”

You nodded, following him out of the bathroom and grabbed your purse. Peter extended an arm to you after he opened the door and you took it, your hands looking together as you left.

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moonlightchildz · 5 years ago

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I want you; Jungkook

writer: moonlightchildz

date: 10/06/19

summary: since the moment you laid eyes on him, you knew that Jeon Jungkook was going to be the one to take away your virginity.

pairings: jungkook x reader

warnings: SMUT (there’s so much jungkook content), drug usage (weed), alcohol substance, etc.

Word count: 13k

“If you keep staring at him, you’re gonna end up drooling at this point.”

You tentatively raised your index and middle finger up to your lips out of reflex, and as your friend snickered to herself you flipped her off. There was no secret that the guy who had been recently added into your little group of friends had definitely caught your eye. From the moment he was introduced, you were hooked, lined, and had definitely sunk.

“I want you to meet the glue of the group,” you overhead Jimin say to someone. You weren’t sure who he was referring to since you were too busy packing up his shit into his moving boxes. That was supposed to be his job, but he received a phone call and immediately dipped, leaving you to continue all the work by yourself. Typical Park Jimin.

“And there she is in all her glory.”

You turned around, ready to yell at him when the man beside him caught your attention. Your words got caught in your throat at the sight of him cause holy fuck. Who was this beauty in front of you? And why were you just meeting him when you looked as if you had crawled out of Oscar’s trash can from Elmo’s Street?

“I can’t even talk to him, much less go up to him and talk to him about cars because I literally have no clue what a car even is at this rate,” you exaggerated as you threw your hands in the air in frustration. Your best friend just chuckled quietly to herself, her light eyes taking in the boy—no, excuse you—the man who had keenly grasped your attention. He was cute for sure, hot even. Truth be told, you were a hard catch. Guys threw themselves at you left and right, but you were so damn shy to ever respond back to their advances—at least, that’s what your best friend thought.

“So, are you gonna talk to him?”

“Listen, if I ever manage to talk to him, and if the gods from above help me get laid, then I’ll become the filthiest slut you want me to be.”

“You haven’t even had sex yet you talk like a slut.” She retorted, rolling her eyes at you.

“Leave my virgin ass alone.”

“So, you’re not gonna go talk to Jeongguk?” She kept pestering you and you just swatted her hand away to keep her from bothering you.

You sighed in discontent and then slowly shook your head to respond to her question. “No, he literally looks like a Greek god, and just seeing his face makes me drool. Also, whenever he stands so close to me I go into shut down mode and turn mute.”

“Well, that’s a shame.” A new voice spoke up behind the both of you. You felt your heart drop at the sound of the so familiar voice. In fact, you’ve dreamt of it and as you felt mortification quickly engulf your body from head to toe, you dared not to turn around since the pale look your best friend was spotting right now was a dead giveaway to who it was.

You slowly turned around and there he was in all his presence.

If humiliation was a color, you would be covered from head to toe since Jeon Jungkook was standing in front of you. He was watching you lose your shit on the inside and you felt like crawling inside the nearest trash can right about now.

“I’m Jeongguk by the way.” He flashed you an innocent, and a rather beautiful smile that made your cheeks warm up instantly.

“I know,” You awkwardly said, a small smile beginning to linger on your lips. God sure decided to take his time creating this fine ass man. Everything about him screamed untouchable and just drool worthy. Even in just a fitted black t-shirt and ripped jeans, he was absolutely delicious. His forearm was tattooed with Korean characters, and it had a small blue, water colored Smeraldo flower lacing around them so prettily. It was intricate, and it suited his bicep really well.

“All this time, I thought you hated me.” He shook his head in disbelief and what seemed like mere amusement. Your eyes widened at that thought.

“I—What?” you spluttered out in disbelief.

“Yeah, I really thought you didn’t fuck with me since you never really talked to me, or even bothered.”

“Yeah no,” you shook your head. “I’m just really shy.” With guys who have huge dicks, and look like you.

As he ran a hand through his hair, your eyes lingered on the rings that adorned his pretty and veiny hands. A few more artistic tattoos graced his skin, making him look a piece of art himself. How could he ever think that you could ever hate him?

Wow, could you choke me until oblivion with those hands?

“I was waiting for you to at least say hi since everyone adores you, you know? I wanted to see what the hype was and now I understand.” He continued casually and your heart almost gave out on you. “Though I appreciate you calling me, eh, what was it? A Greek god? Thank you, by the way.”

“Sorry,” you mumbled out, mortified at being caught since a cute guy was talking to you. “I’m Y/N by the way.”

“I know.” He smiled, and right then, you wanted to suck his dick. “And why are you sorry? It’s not an often occurrence I have to meet a pretty girl like you, much less be shy about it.”

And in that moment, you knew you were bound to be fucked.

*********

Jungkook stood by the entrance of the living room. He had already downed shots thanks to his new group of friends that had encouraged him to drink them. He was feeling a bit buzzed, and the excitement coursing through his system wasn’t really helping the poor guy.

“C’mon Jeon, as the new member of the group it’s required for you to be initiated.” Taehyung began, getting the rest of the six morons into it now. Jimin began to holler, agreeing with him since of course he would. Jimin would grab the stars for Kim Taehyung if he could.

“Shouldn’t initiation be before I get added into the group?” Jeongguk retorted, his eyes too busy looking for a certain someone. Every time the door would swing open, his eyes landed on whoever entered, but each time he was disappointed since it wasn’t who he was anticipated to see.

“Okay, you have a point,” Taehyung agreed, but there was a smirk already making its way on his lips so he knew this subject wasn’t over yet. “But you’re still the rookie and each member has gone through this so get going.”

He shoved the bottle of Fireball towards him, a shot of glass sliding his way before he could protest. Guess getting shitfaced was part of today’s agenda, too. Jeongguk simply rolled his eyes and allowed Taehyung to pour him a shot since he might as well enjoy the night drunk if the person he was waiting for wasn’t even going to show up as he was promised.

“Chug, chug, chug!”

Jeongguk just laughed as he watched Taehyung pour liquor into Jimin’s eager lips.

He was buzzed by the time you arrived and he hadn’t seen you walk into the kitchen until he turned around with a bottle in one hand and a blunt in the other.

“Jungkook,” you greeted him with a huge, and easy going smile. He almost dropped the blunt and bottle right there. You were showing so much skin to his surprise. His doe eyes struggled in not landing on your ass, your thighs, and hips, but the ripped shorts you were wearing was such a tease move on your part. The shirt barely covered your stomach and your hair seemed so pretty in his eyes.

“Y/N,” he returned, mimicking your smile automatically. “I’m surprised to see you here.” He really was, but he felt giddy now. He felt the after effects of the fireball kick in instantly by just looking at you.

“Oh, well I was dragged out by my dumb friends.” You told him, your hand slowly tucking your strands behind your ear as you looked at everywhere but him. He could tell you were nervous, and he wanted to scream since he wanted to get to know you, to get you to tell him everything about your goals and dreams, and to even hear you animatedly talk about your weird obsession over this kpop group called BT21.

“Ah, I see.”

His eyes lingered on your figure, knuckles turning white from gripping his glass. For fucks sakes, you were too fucking hot, and adorable for your own good.

“Are you gonna drink and smoke that by yourself?” you suddenly asked him, and he immediately shook his head, a sly grin making its way on his handsome face.

“Well, since you’re asking you wanna join me?”

There was a beat of silence followed by his abrupt question and he wanted to cry. You probably didn’t even drink, or much less smoke so he felt stupid in that moment, but you surprised him. With such ease, you just grabbed the blunt from his hand, twirling it around with your index and forefinger so carelessly. With your other hand, you motioned him closer and like a dog in a leash, he was already there, inhaling your addicting scent of flowers, and lavender laundry detergent.

“I say we smoke this later.” Your hot breath fanned his neck, making him swallow thickly at the sensation of having you so damn near him. “But,” you shyly graced your lips against his cheek as you turned to face him instead. “I think we deserve to enjoy this bottle first, no?”

His hand was already in yours, barely managing to nod along since your lips were inches away from his and it was just torture at this rate. He felt his fingers twitch as he softly answered, “Okay.”

It was as if you melted the tough exterior away from him each time he glanced into your eyes. He let you lead him through Seokjin and Namjoon’s mansion without batting an eye. It was crazy how comfortably you were being surrounded by six men, granted they were all gay for each other, but they drove him insane the majority of time. He wondered how you had so much patience overall.

You led him towards the mini patio upstairs.

It felt so ridiculous walking up so many stairs to just get to the designated floor where you, and the rest of the other four morons usually stayed the weekends when Namjoon and Seokjin often threw these grandiose parties. The top two floors were always off limits for everyone, everyone except Jimin, Taehyung, Hoseok, Yoongi, and you. The top floor was strictly only for Namjoon and Seokjin and that was a rule everyone obeyed simply because no one wanted to deal with Kim Seokjin’s wrath.

“I’m guessing everyone in the group has their own rooms?” Jeongguk prompted, his curious eyes taking every single detail in with awe. “Seokjin and Joon gave me the one across the hall.” He pointed to the door that was down the hall from your room.

“Yeah,” you nervously began, your fingers gripping the door knob to your room. With a short breath, you manage to unlock your room and lead him into your room. “Um, when I got into the group they gave me this room and told me to go crazy with it.”

As ridiculous as that sounds, it’s accurate. All six morons you dearly loved and adored lived here with them and it was amazing how well they all got along, even when they were at each other’s throats. But now it seemed as if this house was going to be filled in by someone special really soon. You glanced over at Jeongguk, and smiled.

One thing you quickly took notice of Jeon Jungkook was that every time you smiled at him, he always responded the same way: his eyes would softly crinkle, nose slightly scrunched up, and that beautiful smile of his always made butterflies in your stomach roam free. The nerves that were overflowing your body soon turned into a buzz, a buzz that you happily welcomed with opened arms.

“Come,” you beckoned him, nails waving him into the balcony. He watched as you carelessly slipped off your shoes and ran a hand through your hair while you occupied yourself into accommodating something that was out of his eyesight.

Jeongguk took in a deep breath, and slowly approached your moving silhouette. There was a love seat placed against the brick wall that faced Namjoon’s backyard and on the other side of the balcony was a hammock with cushions and even a blanket. A sparkling waterfall led into their pool that seemed to be occupied by people there and even though the atmosphere seemed so chaotic, here alone together it felt at peace in that moment. He continued taking in everything that was you, and right there on his left side there along with a mini table that held a tray with two flavored kind of Swishers, was a jar that was filled halfway with weed.

You were literally a god send angel in his eyes.

“Take a seat,” your soft voice levitated his heart.

He easily complied and took a seat, eyes shamelessly landing on that sweet ass of yours while you were facing him away. You carelessly looked down at the mess going on downstairs, a grin already on your pretty face while you securely hugged the bottle to your chest. His doe eyes roamed the shape of your hips, your soft curves, and the pretty expressions you made while taking a swig from the bottle he had earlier. With screwed eyes, you coughed a bit and started walking towards where he was seated at.

“So tell me about yourself,” he began, taking you in again as if hadn’t blatantly stared at your ass this whole entire time. “We’ve known each other for a few weeks now, but I don’t really know much about you besides that you’re everyone’s favorite, and therapist apparently?”

“Yeah, okay,” you screwed your eyes shut as the alcohol slowly went down your throat. “Um, well, where do I begin? Gee, uh, I’m the only daughter of three kids, so I have overprotective brothers up my ass all the time. My parents have been together for more than 23 years, but they’re not married. My favorite color depends on my mood, and I love to eat a lot, like a lot Jeongguk.” You emphasized the last thing so seriously that it made him laugh a little.

He was taking in everything you said, his brain writing down notes since you were finally talking to him.

“Uhh, I love to draw but I can like only draw like stick people,” you continued, eyes bright and your smile endless. “And, I love to listen to music a lot. If I’m not eating, or trying to get my life together, then I’m either smoking, sleeping, or studying. As for the whole therapist thing, well yeah. That’s how we met. We all tended to go to the same therapist, and I would talk to them individually while we waited to be attended. I didn’t realize these six weird dudes were friends because I never saw them together until Jimin, Hobi, and Jinnie decided to simultaneously invite me to a cookout. I spent days trying to compromise with the three of them to see if I could hang out with two of them another day. It was so fucking stressful, but I ended up going with Jin. And imagine the surprise I got when I saw that all of them knew each other and conveniently tried inviting me to the same event. It was so chaotic, Jeonngguk.”

Jeongguk nodded, following along to every word you said and he felt at ease just watching you animatedly talk to him. You had these adorable mannerisms that made him smile like a love sick idiot and he wasn’t even aware of it in the moment. He just felt the need to be closer to you, but he hadn’t come to the conclusion as to how much and why.

“What about you?” You suddenly prompted him, handing him the bottle of liquor back. Your fingers gently graced his as you passed him the bottle and that movement alone made you jittery.

His dark eyes were trained on you as he slowly poured down liquor between his pinkish lips. That movement alone made his bicep bulge beneath the t-shirt he was wearing and you swallowed thickly.

Forgive me father for I will sin.

“I’m the second youngest out of my siblings,” he began roughly, snapping you out of your filthy imagination. “And my parents are married. I have a younger sister who drives me fucking nuts and we just moved here a month ago actually, so I really don’t know how I lucked out when meeting you and everyone else.”

You raised an eyebrow at that, “Really? You moved here a month ago and look at you know. Crashing in Namjoon and Seokjin’s mansion in less than a few weeks of meeting them.”

“Honestly, I’m as surprised as you are.”

“Not really,” you shook your head, eyeing him from head to toe quite shamelessly. By now the alcohol had gotten to your head and you seemed at ease with him. You were propped up against the palm of your hand as you practically talked without thinking now. “I can see why they love you, Jeongguk. You’re a sweetheart that everyone adores.”

His knee was pressed up against your thigh, hand inches away from yours. “Is that so?” He hummed out, an appreciative tone underlying in his voice.

“Yeah,” you reassured wholeheartedly without even hesitating. “You’ve become such an important part of the group in just a couple of weeks and that’s saying something. The guys are so picky and overprotective of each other, and you just fit in so well. It feels as if the group is complete now with you in it. Everyone from Jimin, to Tae, to Jin, to Namjoon, to Yoongi, and to Hobi has a special place, and you Jeon just happened to be the last puzzle piece to the set.”

“I can see why they love you,” he smiled fondly and your heart lurched against your chest. He was so beautiful. “You’re the glue of this big family.”

In return, you just smiled wider, carelessly even, but to Jeongguk seeing that smile meant everything.

There was a blur in time. Fingers softly and delicately traced skin, laughter echoed in the dim moonlight, and secrets were being whispered out in the open air. There was a point where you were leaning against him, his arm dangling around your shoulders as you laughed along to a story he was telling you about him and how he found Yoongi hiding in Hoseok’s closet after hanging out with him for hours. It felt so brief, so calming, and so natural. It was effortless.

“Can I ask you a weird question?”

You glanced up at him, and he seemed to be closer than you had imagine since his lips were just a few inches away from yours.

“Yeah,” you quietly said, finding it hard to concentrate. There was an urge inside of you to just lean in and close the gap, but something was holding you back. Was it maybe that he was more experienced than you in every way? For fuck’s sakes, you were a virgin without any clue of how flirting, or a relationship worked. You faltered, and he noticed.

“Wanna dance?” He opted out with upon seeing your reluctance.

“I don’t know how to,” you admitted to him, giggling in the end. Yep, you were definitely still a little buzzed, but it wasn’t due to the alcohol anymore. You could hardly maintain eye contact with him and here you were touching his biceps, and dragging your silver nails down his stomach so carelessly, unaware of the effect you had on him. Jeongguk had gotten under your skin so quickly, it left you so surprised and so affected by him. You knew that by the end of tonight, his name, his eyes, his endearing smile, and the will to ride the living fuck out of him was going to haunt you until you saw him again.

“I’ll teach you.”

He wasn’t pulling away yet and truth be told you didn’t want him to. Your smile was there as usual as you nodded and your fingers were already wrapping around the shot of vodka to down in your system. You were ready to down it all, but halfway through Jeongguk ripped away the shot of glass, letting some liquor spill on your lips.

With widened eyes, you glanced up at him in time to see him finish the rest of the contents inside.

“There’s some um,” he quietly began, nearing you again. “You have some vodka on your lips.” There’s a moment of hesitation between the two of you as his fingers gently trace your bottom lip where the strong liquid was dripping down to your chin.

With his thumb, he softly wiped away the liquor. His thumb ever so slowly brushed over your bottom lip, his dark eyes seeming lost as you stood still, barely managing to breathe properly.

His touch rendered you speechless since it was so brief, and gentle. Butterflies were practically roaming free, fluttering your heart awake at the simple, lingering effect of his touch.

“I expected you to swoon in and kiss me,” you suddenly blurted out without thinking. The funny thing was that you didn’t feel embarrassment, or any nerve wrecking feeling like you normally did when around him since by now you were sure that motherfucker had something for you as well.

His eyes widened at your bluntness and you watched in amusement how his mouth repeatedly opened and closed like a fish without water. He sat up suddenly, beginning to lean in, almost closing the gap between you both, but you slowly pulled away from him, your fingers gently cupping his chin to detain him. A teasing smile edged on your lips, toying with him now before you got up from the couch, leaving him empty handed. You heard a loud, heavy sigh emit from behind you and you turned around to see him already standing, hair lightly blowing with the breeze.

“Come dance with me,” you extended your hand out to him, fingers continuously wiggling out for him. “I love this song.” You pouted as he just stood there with his pretty bunny smile and overall prince charming self. Jeongguk however seemed to be caught in a dilemma with himself. He didn’t know whether to follow your games, or to just stop them right there with one simple solution. He knew he could be getting head without even moving a finger from other bitches, but as you neared him, hands automatically wandering up his arms, those thoughts were instantly wiped away. There was a reason everyone gravitated towards you. With just a smile, you made his heart begin to bloom for the first time in a really long ass time.

His scent engulfed you completely as you glanced up at him, probably looking at him as if you want to ride him until morning arrives, and then let him destroy you until he no longer wants to. Fuck. You wanted to be embraced by his warmth, feel his lips against your skin, and you were craving for it so much. Being near him was becoming intolerable, and it wasn’t necessarily because you wanted to run away from him, no, quite the opposite actually. As each second, minute, hour passed by alongside with him you discovered just how badly you wanted him all.

His hands wondered down your sides immediately, pulling you flush against his body without even thinking. A small yelp emitted from your lips at the sudden pull and turn of your body. Jeongguk felt his heart leap from his ass as soon as you accommodated yourself, your back pressed fully against his chest as you moved your hips so sensually it was torturing him so much. He hadn’t known you would get so touchy, much less bold. It didn’t help that he was itching to just bend you over his couch and just fuck you until the only thing you could remember was his name.

He seemed thrown off when you rested your head against his shoulder, arms wrapping around his neck as you continued to sing along to the song that was playing in the background. You looked at ease, relaxed even. Is this how you were behind closed doors? An enigma? He hadn’t expect to feel this way. It was becoming too much now. He felt his dick harden underneath you, and you just kept on grinding your ass on him, a teasing grin on your lips.

“Fuck,” he cursed out, biting back the need to just do something to you at this point.

“What is it?” you turned around to face him, arms still wrapped around his neck. You were humming along to a pop song, pushing yourself against him even more. Your fingers were delicately running on his broad shoulders, your other hand twirling his damp hair.

“You really don’t know?”

You sluggishly shook your head, whispering, “Don’t know what?”

You were too drunk, you’d probably wouldn’t remember if he did say anything anyway. “Nothing,” he decided instead. “I’ll let you figure that out on your own when you’re sober.”

“I could go for a smoke right now,” you suddenly said ignoring what he just said. With a slender finger, you picked at the blunt that was sitting right beside his ear. “Join me?”

He would do anything for you at this point. You placed the blunt between your lips, handing him the lighter. “Light it baby,” you instructed and he was so taken back by you. You were this shy little thing at first sight, but alone with him you were anything but that.

He slowly wavered the lighter side to side, eyes slowly taking you in. Your eyes were closed as you inhaled as much as you could. Smoke emitted from your lips as you fluttered your eyes open and there he was, inches away from you, just looking at you in what seemed wonderment. Jeongguk tried not to near you, tried not be lured into your schemes as he was warned by others, but you were his temptation. A temptation that was rendering him to his knees and it was all because of a woman. He hadn’t know he had unconsciously neared you until he felt the smoke blow right at him.

Seconds. He was seconds away from ripping away the blunt from you, and just kissing you right there and then, but he opted out to grabbing the blunt from your lips instead. He figured if you were going to toy with him, he’ll make you wait.

“So when did you start to sm—”

“Guk?”

He halted, smoke emitting from his lips as he turned towards you. Did you just called him Guk?

Slowly, he neared you, eyes darker than before. His forehead bumped against yours, smoke engulfing the both of you.

“Say it again,” he roughly demanded, his other hand firmly grabbing your chin. “Say it.”

You didn’t. No, instead you pressed your mouth against his and it was so much fucking better. He dropped the blunt to cradle the side of your face, his lips molding against yours softly. You were already swinging a leg over his thighs, getting settled on his lap. Your arms already wrapping around his neck, tongue tracing the underside of his lower lip, and he moaned out at the feeling. Your fingers quickly tugged at his hair, body falling backwards since you knew he would wrap his arms around you and follow your movements, and that’s exactly what he did. His strong arms bulged underneath you, and you were so drunk for his kisses. You felt euphoric, a humming sensation was taking over you, and it was him who was the cause of all of it.

“More,” you panted out against his lips, tugging harder. He was everywhere. His hands, his lips, his soft moans echoing in your heightened sensations.

“You’re drunk.” He hotly murmured out against your swollen lips. “You’re kissing me because you’re drunk as fuck right now.”

Upon hearing that, you ripped yourself away from him, confused since you were anything but oblivious whenever it came to him for fuck’s sakes. “No,” you firmly began, inching closer to him again. Your fingers gripped on to his shirt, curling in it as you bumped foreheads with him, eyes fervently taking him in. “I’m kissing you because I want you, you fucking idiot.”

Jeongguk simply grinned.

His hand wandered up your bare side, nails digging into your skin. “Really?” He seemed in utter trance, doe eyes taking every single little pretty feature of yours in.

“Yes, you fucker,” you finally told him, eyes meeting his firmly. “Like a lot, to the point where I turn mute, but one thing for sure is that I want you, a lot.”

Okay, he decided, this was it for him. His hands were already pulling you towards him, mouth fervently on yours before he could let you continue speaking. Your hands were tugging at his hair, lips sucking swiftly his tongue as these little whining pants came out from you against his swollen mouth, bodies becoming increasingly hotter.

“If you continue doing that, I’m going to fuck you right here, y/n.”

Well, please say less.

“But our first time together is not gonna be with me and you crossfaded,” he stubbornly refused, and you childishly pouted. You both sat there on the old couch, his arms still wrapped around you as you shamelessly leaned your forehead against his shoulder.

“Can I at least take off your shirt?” you tried to resonate with him, a tiny grin lacing your lips.

He laughed against your mouth.

*********

The next day, you woke up with a smile slapped all over your face. The covers were all wrapped around your clothed body, hair matted and surprisingly your breath didn’t reek of death like you anticipated. It was late once you decided to crawl out of bed, but the rest of the household was still sound asleep since it was only ten in the morning. A smile lingered on your face once you walked out of your room and spotted Jeongguk’s room which was the one across from you. It was nerve wrecking to say that least. To have the Jeon Jungkook—the nationwide guy who was an incredibly, talented, and artistic tattooist— that everyone seemed to be thirsting had made you reassure him that you were into him last night.

His touch was magical in your enchanted heart. Seriously, one touch and you had been a goner. In your dreams, he was there, welcoming in you in his arms. Truth be told you wanted to be engulfed in his embrace, listen to him talk endlessly about his recent works, and feel his mouth on your skin. It was crazy really. Since the moment you had laid eyes on him, he had always been haunting you. And last night you had kissed him first, you had felt his hands roam your body, and you were giggling like crazy as he did so.

You had just changed into your spare clothes after a long, hot bath when you heard knocking on your door.

“Jiminie if it’s you, just barge in like you always do,” you called out from the patio, finding the cool October air refreshing against your skin. It was nearing towards five in the afternoon now, you figured the guys were already awake, but nervousness was a bitch. You hadn’t heard from Jeongguk and it was eating you alive. What if he realized he didn’t want the same as you? What if he realized what he wanted wasn’t you? You didn’t want to face reality yet so you just remained in your room, trying to find the will to go back to your home.

“It’s me.”

Those two words stunned you. It was him. Panic flared throughout your body as you realized what was bound to happen. You practically flew yourself all the way across the room you flung the door open because hell, might as well get this shit going.

“Did you mean it?” Was the first thing he blurted out of his mouth. He was leaning against your door frame, hair tousled and covering his eyes. The moment you saw him you could see his heart on his sleeve.

“Yes,” you quietly confessed to him, afraid to glance at him so you kept your gaze on everything but him. Jeongguk however didn’t find that reassuring. He caught you off guard with just two simple steps that he took closer to you. He was backing you into your room.

“I want you,” he softly professed to you, his voice firm.

“Okay,” you stood up straighter now since he was leaning closer to you now. Oh God. It’s really happening.

“So is it okay if I—” his hands were gentle as they framed your face carefully. There was a moment of hesitation that flickered in his heart, but as you glanced up at him with those eyes, with those eyes filled with anticipation and giddiness, he instantly just knew.

But you were already pulling him into the room, mouth on his as you breathed out, “Yeah.”

“Okay, good.” He kicked the door shut, hands still cradling your face while soft giggles emitted from your lips. He carefully neared you back to your barely made bed, ankles hitting the soft covers before you were thrown back against the heavenly cloud material.

Jeongguk was already there, hands roaming your body as he dipped down, his body resting against yours. “I was so nervous to come in here.” He admitted to you, and your eyes widened in bemusement. You were sure he could hear your heart beating erratically just by having him so close to you.

“Guk,” you began and he groaned out in pain. Panic began to creep up on you as you suddenly began to sit up, worried that you might have said something to piss him off already. “Guk, I—”

His mouth was on yours, distracting you completely. Every thought that seemed to be racing in your head flew out of your mind suddenly, your soaring heart completely taking over your senses now. He was kissing you like a deprived man, mouth messily missing yours before soaking your skin with his trailing, hot kisses that he left behind instead. You could feel your heart pounding against your chest at the sensations he was leaving in his wake. His fingers were tangled in your hair, keeping you angled to his will as his breath ghosted over your skin. Goosebumps arose along the way, and your mouth was slightly ajar, your mind blown away by this man’s touch. He clung on to you, lips marking every inch of your skin to his delight. And you relished on his touch since it was heavenly in your eyes, and heart.

“Guk,” a soft moan escaped your lips as his lips brushed your pulse, his dark gaze watching you completely surrender to him. You were at his mercy and you wouldn’t want it any other way.

“I have to stop before—” he was breathing heavily, his hands tightening around you. He bumped foreheads with you, his lips barely brushing yours, but it was enough to dizzy your heart.

“Okay,” you slowly nodded, still in trance. He was beginning to pull away and that woke you up so quickly. “But first, I—”

You winded your arms around his neck, pulling down towards you again as you kissed him again. There was a split second where you gasped and his tongue was already tracing the underside of your bottom lip, slowly sucking your swollen lip as his fingers dug on to your skin. Your shirt rose halfway, the skimpy shorts that you were wearing were no help whatsoever to him since his hands were finding your skin, bruising you. His fingers fisted your clothing as these little whimpers began to fill your room and Jeongguk knew he was bound to lose control once you spread your legs wider for him.

There was no hesitation as he flipped you over on top of him now. A surprised gasp emitted from your lips as Jeongguk helped you spread your thighs for him. He had sat up now and had his back pressed against your headboard.

“Put your arms around me, y/n.”

Your eyes met his as your hands slowly wandered up his strong arms, appreciating his figure as you scooted closer to his body. Your chest was pressed against his and you were so incredibly close to him. Noses brushed each other’s, and you were about to close the gap since his swollen lips seemed lonely, but he detained you with three simple words.

“I want you,” he breathed out against your mouth and you nodded, eagerly agreeing with him. “But I want to take you out first.” His fingers were tucking the strands of your hair behind your ear, his fervent gaze managing to make these butterflies roam in your fluorescent heart.

Jeon Jungkook was utterly, and immensely beautiful.

“That sounds much better,” you agreed, smiling ear to ear now. He wanted to take you out on a date!

“The guys are up and they want to see us so we could go out to eat. That was the whole excuse to get me to you and now I don’t want to leave.”

You bumped your forehead with his, laughing softly at his confession. Fuck. He was the one.

*********

“We’re gonna go to this underground concert…”

You muted them out and just sighed. Jeongguk was busy at work and you were stuck with the six other idiots who acted as more like your brothers than your best friends.

“Hey, look who it is! My favorite person out of the group.” Jimin chirpily announced, eyes turning into slits when you all blatantly ignored him. Taehyung was working night shift so therefore his boyfriend was pissy since he wasn’t getting any attention, or affection.

“Kookie!”

At that, you whipped your head towards the front and spotted him walking in. Instantly, you lowered your legs from Hoseok’s lap and unconsciously began to run your fingers through your hair, trying to somewhat tame it before Jeongguk pranced in here looking like a piece of art himself. Yoongi glanced over at you, eyes squinting while you hastily tried to fix your appearance out of the blue.

And in all his glory, he strode into the living room where everyone was sprawled across the lush, plushy carpet. A red and black checkered flannel molded all over his body, the sleeves pushed up to his forearms where a couple of bracelets adorned his tatted sleeve. He was sucking on a lollipop, lips all red from the candy. His damp hair was pushed back with a black bandana, and he just absolutely screamed sex, power, fuck me please, and everything in between.

“Jungkookie, I’m so glad you’re here since I fucking can’t stand them anymore—”

You were busying yourself in sitting on the lonely couch, trying to dissimulate that you were waiting for his dumbass to already show up. When in reality, you couldn’t wait to be wrapped in his arms, to be peppered with kisses, and to feel his hands roam all over your body as soft pants emitted from his lips. So you did what anybody else did, you ignored his presence no matter how hard it was.

But Jeongguk definitely surprised you once you saw he was walking directly towards you. Your bitch face soon molded into that smile you always gave to him since he leaned forward against the couch, trapping you in as his lips tentatively met yours. When he felt you kissing him back, he felt relieve wash over him.

“Yeah, well I don’t think he considers you as his Jiminie,” Hoseok teased him, eyeing the both of you.

“You should have seen them last night,” Jin snorted. “He was practically sticking his tongue down her throat while they were making breakfast.”

To piss them off even more, you winded your arms around his neck, tongue tracing the underside of his bottom lip while he flipped you over the couch. A yelp escaped your lips, but nonetheless you settled between his legs, giggling away into his mouth while the others began to throw cushions at the both of you.

“Heteros,” Namjoon muttered out while shaking his head.

*********

“You have no idea just how long I’ve been waiting for this,” Jeongguk mumbled it out against the crook of your neck. His head was placed against your chest, his fingers absentmindedly playing with strands of your hair. Both of you laid on your bed, there was a food stand next to the both of you with finished eaten meals that were prepared by the both of you. Music played softly in the background and Jeongguk surprised you by singing along to one of your favorite songs “Stand Still” by Sabrina Claudio.

“Long week at work?”

“Something like that.”

“Wanna talk about it?”

He shook his head, “No, I’m honestly okay now.”

“If you need to vent, then I’ll be here to listen, okay?” you tried reminding him since you hated seeing him down. It emotionally pained you seeing Jeongguk hurt, physically, or emotionally.

“There’s times where I wish we could just stay like this forever,” he absentmindedly told you, his eyes fluttering to a deep slumber.

“I’m sure we can,” you wrapped your arms around him, inhaling his familiar scent of soft, laundry detergent, and love. “We can stay here as long as we can until you feel much better.”

But sadly the reality is that we have to go back to the real world at some point.

But as long as I have you in both worlds, I’ll be the happiest person on this planet.

*********

“Okay, but don’t be an idiot and actually don’t go through with it,” you told him, hand intertwined with his. “If you don’t, then you could seriously be missing out on a once in a lifetime thing!”

There was a convention that he was specifically invited as the guest of honor, but it was across the world. He would be leaving in a couple of days and you couldn’t lie to yourself and feel this pang in your heart. He would be leaving soon and wouldn’t return until a month later. A whole month without Jeon Jungkook.

He was quiet, doe eyes adoringly glancing over at you. “What would I do without you?’

“Hm, probably cry yourself to sleep to the thought of not having someone as perfect as me.”

“No wonder Jin loves you so much,” Jeongguk was already rolling his eyes before you even voiced out your sentence. During the past few months, the shy little thing he adored was replaced with a shithead who tended to either render him speechless with how much bullshit you managed to spew out, or how sweet and loving to death you would be with him. It was never the both with you. It was always one or the other.

“They warned me about you, you know?” He suddenly told you, catching you completely off guard. You came to a stop as you curiously awaited for him to continue. “They said I should keep away from you. That you weren’t going to be another “toy” of mine, and they were right. You’re so much more.”

“Guk,” you began, beginning to get teary eyed. This conversation should not be held in public, and much less after finding out that he was going to be leaving soon. He shook his head, his bunny smile beginning to appear now. He was already tugging you closer to him, hands framing your face gently.

“You mean so much to me, you know?” He confessed to you, and you were already nearing him. You were ready to tell him these three little words because you always acted on impulse whenever you were around him. Your heart always rationalized for you whenever it just came to him.

“And I don’t want you to lose interest when I leav—”

A scoff ripped out of your chest, immediately halting him halfway. There was no way in hell you would ever lose interest. For fuck’s sakes you had been practically in love with this dude ever since the first time he kissed you that night on your balcony.

“Jeongguk, don’t you dare finish that sentence.” You fumed out, actually pissed at him for deliberately thinking that. You stepped away from his hold. It was known that you two weren’t exactly exclusive, but there was no other man that could ever take a hold of your heart like Jeongguk had. His name had been imprinted in your heart and you were so fucked upon realizing this.

“I want you to know that while I’m away, I don’t want to—” he swallowed thickly, his hand reaching out towards you again. “I don’t want to see you with anyone else.” He practically gritted it out, momentarily looking away from you.

“Why would I ever do that?” you softly questioned him, honestly perplexed. Did he not see how utterly happy he made you? Was it not so fucking obvious?

“We’re not technically together, but I—”

Say it. You yearned to hear him say it. Unconsciously, you had neared him. You hadn’t realized you were just a few feet away, but there was this need for you to be close to him.

“I want to be with you. I’ve been wanting to be with you since the moment the guys introduced me to you, and you’re angry at me now, and I don’t know why, but y/n…I don’t want to leave this goddamn country without calling you mine.”

There it is.

Finally.

“Just fucking ask me, and I will be all yours.” You angrily blurted out without meaning to, but fuck dude. You would give this man the world if you could, just like you knew he would for you.

He seemed genuinely in shock. His doe eyes widened, mouth slightly agape before stammering out, “A-Are you serious right now?”

An exasperated sigh escaped your lips.

He was rambling now. “If I ask you right now to be my girlfriend, then will you—”

You were lunging at him, hands cupping his face as you shut him up with your mouth instead. This kiss was different. It was bruising, teeth clashed against each other, and Jeongguk had his arms winding around your waist as your legs began to wrap over his hips. There was cat calling from behind you, and you practically ripped yourself away from him.

“Okay, we’re in public,” you laughed against his mouth, slowly pulling away from him to continue what you were going to say. “But yes you idiot, I’ll be more than fucking happy to be your girlfriend. God damn it, it took you forever.”

“It’s been so fucking hard to keep my hands to myself, and at first I was okay, but now that you’re officially my girlfriend I’m dying to touch you.” He rasped out, his touch beginning to dizzy you once again. “I’ve been finding it so fucking hard…but then you look at me like that.”

You tilted your head, mouth slightly parting as you feigned innocence. “Like what?”

Except Jeongguk was always good in reading people and he already knew your true colors. Behind that little façade of innocence, there was something darker, and albeit sexy even. All he needed was to unleash it now. “Like you want to fuck the living brains out of me.” He was blunt and straightforward and you certainly didn’t mind it.

To his surprise though, you flushed. Your cheeks had begun to bloom in a rosy endearing pink, and it was quite cute honestly. “I guess I can’t quite mask my feelings, eh?” you rhetorically wondered out loud, a small smile laced on your pinkish lips.

The both of you walked into the alleyway of his apartment complex. There were a couple of steps before you actually reached his building, but by now you both stood in silence just looking at each other. You felt yourself growing shyer and a little bit vulnerable. In your defense though, who wouldn’t? Your boyfriend just told you he wanted you, and has been dying to touch you for as long as you had.

“If I kissed you right now,” he lowly began, slowly stepping towards you. You immediately whipped your head to the side to face him, looking surprised as ever. “Would you stop me?” He lowly asked you, eyes dark as ever.

God, was that even a question? Obviously not.

You allowed yourself to rest your back against the wall, head tilted slightly against it as you watched him slowly approach you. You hadn’t said a word, but the way your eyes took him in from head to toe, he had already gotten his answer.

His fingers tentatively graced your arms, finding it quite hard to advance when you were just watching him so expectantly. It felt as if you had already done this with many others and were used to being worshipped. You seemed almost unaffected, but as his fingers began to travel up your shoulders, dipping into the little crook of your shirt where your collarbones were located at, he saw a glimmer of anticipation come from you. Your eyes were fervently watching his movements and he seemed genuinely afraid to continue.

“Jungkook,” your voice sounded so sweet, so innocent. It practically made his cock twitch with anticipation. You seemed so innocent, so beautiful, and so dangerous. “Just fucking kiss me already you wimp.”

He pressed himself against you without hesitation. One of his hands gently traced his fingertips on your skin as he removed part of your hair back to grab you by the nape of your neck. A soft gasp escaped your lips, reeling him in as his other hand grabbed a hold of your hip. With one simple glance between the two of you, he pushed you further up against the wall as his lips met yours. His tongue was already slipping past your lips, tasting the lemon flavored lollipop from your mouth.

Tongues lashed out as you eagerly tried to take as much as you could since who knew what would happen next. He moaned against your mouth, slightly panting. You came to figure out that he was definitely an ass man. His hands had wondered down your ass, kneading it roughly as he pressed his bulge against your cunt.

He was messy too.

His lips sucked on your tongue, hands grabbing and pulling you closer to him so he could grind against you. At this point his hand gripped your thigh and hitched it over his hip, his lips beginning to wonder down the crook of your neck. He was leaving hot, wet open mouth kisses, his teeth softly grazing your skin, and it was driving you insane.

“Jeongguk,” you softly moaned out his name, and he was not having it. He wanted more than just a moan. He wanted you quivering underneath him, back arching as he fucked you until you couldn’t handle it anymore. He was becoming insatiable whenever it came down to you and he was deeply terrified in that moment. He could have any other person giving him head for free without him having to do anything, but he didn’t want that anymore. He wanted you on your knees with your pretty mouth sucking him off. If it wasn’t you at this point, he didn’t want it. And that’s when he realized how utterly fucked he was.

Your hands were already unbuckling his belt before he could utter a word out.

Fuck, you were ready to give this man everything.

“What are y—”

“You’re gonna have to be quiet, baby.”

You kissed him one last time before you sank down on your knees, hands gripping his cock gently. You were practically salivating at just looking at his cock. It was thick and long and everything you ever wanted. Jungkook bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stop himself from blowing right there when you hadn’t even put his dick in your mouth yet. In his defense, you were a really hot girl and he was clueless at this as you were. He hadn’t met a woman who could render him so easily without even trying.

He was already hard and leaking as you slowly began to pump him, eyes set and determined to give him the best head of his life.

“How about I give you a little taste of what could come if you’re sweet to me.”

Your lips were wrapping around the tip before he could answer, slowly sucking the tip of his cock in first. He bit down on his lip, teeth grinding against each other as you proceeded to take more of him in your mouth. Your tongue ran down his leaking cock, savoring his salty taste in your mouth, and you moaned out softly.

“Oh fuck,” he whimpered out, hands fisting beside his thick thighs. His knuckles were turning so white and a little bit of blood trickled down his palm as these whiny, and whimpering moans slipped from your lips. You were enjoying this, and he wanted nothing then to just cum right there in your tight mouth. You slowly bobbed your head up and down, swirling and sucking the living soul out of him in the process.

“R-Right there,” he panted out, eyes screwed shut. He refrained himself from moving, but you were being so good to him it was fucking hard for him to not do anything.

You released him to suck your fingers into your mouth, trying to make them as slick as your underwear was right now. “Use me, baby. Do whatever you wanna do to me.”

His fingers tangled into your hair, his hips stuttering to a slight stop as you gagged around his cock, spit beginning to travel down your chin.

“M-More,” he cried out, spluttering over his sentences. “Ohgod, hmfuck, I.”

He came all over your mouth, and like the angel you were to him, you swallowed it all.

“Holy fuck,” he heaved out, his cheeks rosy and his golden skin layered with perspiration. He looked absolutely ravishing. Right there all you wanted was to be fucked properly. It didn’t matter where at this rate, all you wanted, no, needed was him. His fingers were still tangled in your hair as he tried to regain his breath.

“Where have you been all my life?”

“I could say the same thing,” you easily countered back, your heels digging into the pavement by now. Your knees were scraped up at this point and you felt sweat beginning to gather up since it was so fucking hot, but it was so worth it. He released you and helped you get up.

“Grab your things,” he suddenly told you, and when he realized you weren’t budging he added, “Can you please grab your things so I can fuck you already?”

“Well, when you put it so nicely,” you rolled your eyes and he chuckled at your cuteness.

The both of you stumbled into his apartment. Shoes were flung across the floor and your greedy hands were already placed at the bottom of his shirt, urging him to take the thing off so you could see him in his full glory. His shirt and shoes were gone as you latched on him, not giving him the proper chance to breathe since you wouldn’t stop kissing him, you were so addicted.

“Fuck, baby, wait. Are you sure?” He seemed nervous now and you found him more adorable now. He was so intimidating from afar, but now that you knew how much of a softy he was you smiled. Months before you couldn’t even utter out a word, but now all you wanted was for him to ruin you completely. You heard the stories, the fantasies, and his ego was there for a reason so he definitely knew what he was capable of. It reminded you of the first time you had dropped the bomb shell on him that you were still indeed in fact a virgin. He was in the middle of searching for a goddam condom.

“Oh, and before you fuck me you should know I’m a virgin.” You casually blurted it out and Jungkook stopped in his tracks, his hand stuck inside his pocket as his eyes landed on you in shock.

“W-What?” He stammered out, clearly taken back by your sudden outburst. “Shouldn’t you want someone who you love to—I don’t know, fuck you like they love you? Isn’t that what every girl wants? Or hopes for at least?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. “If I wanted to wait for a prince charming then I would die a virgin, Jungkook.”

“I’ve never fucked a virgin before,” he admitted to you and at this you cocked an eyebrow. Now that was certainly news you didn’t expect to come from him. You were sure he had de-virginized at least one person in his lifetime, if you could call it that at least.

“Well, there’s a first time for everything.”

No, you didn’t end up fucking. Which brings you back to now.

“I wouldn’t be standing in your apartment if I didn’t want you to fuck me, Jungkook.”

His eyes widened at your words, but yet again you always seemed full of surprises.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” He softly began, nearing you again. His hands engulfed your face, foreheads pressed together as he tried to gather his thoughts. His hands twitched to just touch you intimately, but now that he knew that you were practically untouched, he wanted to completely ruin you. He wanted to fuck you so good you’d never forget him, or his touch, or much less how he would have you quivering after blowing your back out.

“If you don’t want to, then that’s totally okay dude. I completely understand.” You tried to reassure him and you watched how his tongue poked the inside of his cheek, his eyes burning. He didn’t say anything, but soon enough his mouth was on yours and his hands were already sliding down your sides, squeezing and bruising your skin just how he learned you loved it.

“Y/N, I want you so bad.” Jungkook breathed out against your mouth, and you could see the inner turmoil going on in his eyes. “Fuck it.” He finally decided, his lips back on yours again. You were already wrapping your arms around his neck when he sent you stumbling backwards on to his couch.

“Bed?” He asked you, his fingers unbuckling his belt now. You swallowed thickly, insides going haywire since this was it, you were finally going to fulfill your promise. You were about to lose your virginity and it was with someone you knew you wanted, and even loved.

“Couch,” you decided, eyeing the comfortable sofa. You figured it shouldn’t be so formal with him so the couch it was.

He grabbed a hold of your hand and pulled you towards him. “I’ll be gentle, okay?” He promised you and you just felt your heart sigh in contentment for you.

He lowered you on to his couch, making sure you were placed comfortable on the pillow all while asking, “Are you okay? Is it too stiff? Are you sure you don’t want to wait? Do you want my bed instead? I promise it feels like a cloud.”

“No,” you answered to all of them.

“Okay then,” he cleared his throat. Then he changed, pupils dilating. “I’m going to make you cum until you can’t anymore.” That one shook you to the core.

A shaky breath left your lips upon hearing him say that, especially while looking like that. With his hair covering his eyes, lips swollen, and an aura of confidence.

“Oh baby,” he tsk to himself, a smirk beginning to lace his lips. “You’re gonna be in for a treat tonight.”

“Strip.” He simply told you, and you were so eager to obey him. Your hands immediately went for your top and soon enough you were flinging it somewhere, but before you unclipped your bra you suddenly halted.

“Lights on or off?” He asked, his backside facing you now. He was approaching the light switch, but drool was literally coming out of your lips as you watched in fascination how his muscles contracted with each movement he made.

“The real question is: can you fuck me with the lights off? Can I really trust you enough to not stick it inside the wrong hole?” You skeptically asked him and instead of seeming offended he just laughed. The lights turned off and you took in a deep breath as you unclipped your bra.

He stayed with his jeans on. They dipped lowly enough could see where his happy trail led on and the prominent v line that followed and hid inside his jeans. He looked incredible shirtless, and the tattoos that graced his skin did his beauty more justice. Every time you got the privilege to see Jeongguk naked was indeed welcome. His body was a temple that you would gladly worship until he allowed you.

“Oh fuck.” He inhaled sharply at the sight of you. You were only wearing underwear, and it wasn’t even lacy. It was cotton, but Jungkook noticed how fucking damp it was already. “You’re gonna kill me, baby.”

You shamelessly spread your legs wider for him. With Jeongguk, everything felt at ease, and as he approached you, you felt so safe with him. You came to trust this man so much that by now he had become second skin to you. Jeon Jungkook, the guy who came in and swept you off your feet in just a couple of months was about to rid of your purity. Excitement over came you as he began to crawl over your body, warm skin colliding with yours.

“You…” he dipped his body forward, bringing you down to the couch along with him. A playful smile curved his lips, his eyes on yours as he inched closer now. “drive me so fucking insane.”

The only lightning illuminating his apartment was the wall to wall window and you were both facing it since the couch was directly across from it, getting the view of the dark city below you. You were already wrapping your legs around him, trying to press him closer to you.

“I need you to spread your legs for me okay?”

Done. You easily complied to your boyfriend’s demands.

“You’re going to taste so sweet,” he rasped out against your skin, his hot breath fanning your sensitive skin. His long, wavy hair tickled your thighs as he tentatively dipped down, lips close to where you desperately needed him. He could hear your breathing pick up from that simple movement, but he was already half hard and he wasn’t going to hold back now. He’ll make sure you’ll come running back to his tongue, fingers, and soon his dick.

“Bon appetite,” he groaned out in pleasure, tongue swirling around your clit.

With the way you were laying down, with his hands running down your bare thighs, with his head between your legs, it was a sight to see. He tentatively ran his tongue down your slit, savoring your taste as he moaned in between your legs. His hand kneaded your ass before he brought you closer to his mouth, lapping all of your juices in that sinful tongue of his in one get go. Heat rushed straight to your cunt and all you could do was cry out softly at the new sensation.

“Remember, you can let go here, baby. Scream all you want.”

And then he dipped his tongue inside your tight hole, sucking and slurping like you did just an hour ago. Your hands instantly went down to his hair, feet digging into the couch as he pumped a long and slender finger. He was slowly easing it in, coating his fingers with your juices to spread it all over your cunt before he added another finger.

“Oh god,” you jerked suddenly, his fingers curling slightly. You were too lost in your senses that you hadn’t noticed he was watching you. His dark eyes took everything that was you in. How you drove your fingers into your own hair, matting it up as your feet became restless against the couch. The little cries that you made each time he forced his skilled fingers up to where your eyes rolled against the back of your head.

“S-Stop,” you were shoving him away and he immediately halted, lips pink and swollen. His chin was covered with your slick and you just shook your head in bewilderment.

“I want to feel you,” you panted out. “I’m on the pill.”

With urgency laced on your fingers, you brought him back up, mouth desperately trying to find his. And he of course followed you into your arms without hesitation. A sort of a whisper escaped his lips, breathing it out against your mouth, “You’re literally my angel sent from above.”

“Ditto, Guk.”

“Tell me if I hurt you, okay?” He softly whispered it out against your mouth, and you couldn’t help it, you smiled widely despite your heart racing. His fingers softly caressed your side, they were roaming your body so delicately, as if afraid to bruise you unintentionally. His rings graced your skin as he gripped your thigh, slowly hitching it over his hip.

“Tell me if it hurts and I’ll immediately stop,” he began and you nodded, the butterflies beginning to flutter all over you. “Look at me.”

Your eyes glanced up to his, and he was there, mouth on yours already. Your hands instantly cupped his face, breathing heavy as he momentarily stopped to push himself into you. His tongue was caressing your bottom lip, sucking and moaning to your delight. A quiet gasp escaped your mouth as he slid inside you. There was a pause between the both of you. Jeongguk slightly pulled away from your lips, his eyes taking in your reactions with such worriedness.

“You okay there?” He whispered out, and you began to nod repeatedly. Your fingers were threading into his hair instead, keeping him close to you. Your breathing was soft, and erratic against his mouth.

“Yeah,” you breathlessly managed out, trying to reassure him. “I’m okay, I promise.”

“Okay, I’m going to,” he gritted out, his mind focusing on not trying to blow when he hasn’t even fucked you properly yet. He slowly bottomed down and rather carefully began to stretch you out. A soft whimper escaped your swollen lips, but you were taking him in so well.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he praised you, lips on yours. “So, so good.”

Your fingers were digging into his arms, eyes fluttering to a close.

“You feel so good,” he grunted out, refraining himself from moving. His arms framed your face, hot pants hitting your lips softly.

“Thanks?” You stupidly blurted out without thinking and as you closed your eyes to hide from your sheer embarrassment, Jeongguk just looked at you amusingly. You could feel his body shake as he quietly laughed to himself.

“Tell me when to move,” he softly reminded you. “tell me what you want because I’m all yours.”

You took in a deep breath. “You can move, slowly please.”

He hitched your leg over his hip before he slowly slid out and gently thrusted back inside. Your hands were tightly gripping his biceps, teeth sinking into your bottom lip at the discomfort at first but then Jungkook’s mouth was on your nipple, his tongue sucking and licking to his liking. His hands were gripping the sides of the pillow you were on top of, teeth grinding against each other as he struggled to hold back. You were too tight, too warm, and his veins protruded, arms bulging.

“Can I mark you?” he groaned out, lips releasing your nipple to look at you.

“You already left bruises you twat,” you reminded him and he shrugged. True.

He slowly pulled out, and as he slammed back inside your tight hole, he whimpered out against your skin. He found your mouth to distract him. You were kissing him equally as hard, swallowing his little cries of plea and desperation and that made you so fucking wet. He was this hot guy who looked as if he could fuck you into another universe and here he was whimpering, losing himself into you so desperately.

“Fuck,” you mewled out softly, fingers digging into his hot skin as he suddenly halted.

His face was buried in your neck, voice so rough from holding back. “Right there, baby?”

You nodded, your hands urgently trying to press him closer to you. They roamed the expanse of his back, gently tracing his hot skin as he slid inside you again. You could feel his thick cock pulse inside you and your cunt was clenching uncontrollably around him.

“Do you want me to fuck you harder now? Is that what my baby wants?” He purred out into your ear, his hand gripping your thigh so tightly you could feel your skin bruising.

“Yes,” you eagerly responded, eating up every syllable that dropped from those pretty pink lips of his. He slowly slid out and thrusted back, filling you up to the hilt. Your eyes rolled back into your head, lips parted as mixtures of whimpers and moans slipped from your so innocent lips.

“Fuck, move Guk.”

He let out a thankful sigh as he shoved you further down the couch, hand pinning you by the wrists. “You’re gonna regret that soon.” He slammed into you, hips grinding on to your pubic bone, earning lewd, squelching sounds in return from you.

The sight was unreal. Jungkook was pounding into you to the point your legs had begun to shake. Your hands kept running down his body, admiring every dip and every muscle, and your kisses had turned into heavy pants as his mouth took over your body. He was so good at it that it made your cunt clench onto him, causing him to groan out against your skin. His movements had halted to a slow thrust as he dipped forward, his arms extending to be placed on either side of your face.

“How’re you feeling?” His arms were bulging, hands veiny, stomach clenching as he slowed down his movements to look at you. He was slowing down his movements to talk to you, but you were too focused on how his cock was filling you up each time he slid out and slammed back in with such brutal force that incoherent noises left your mouth as a response.

“S-So, good, ngh—I, I.”

You felt giddy from the way he was simply looking at you. Fuck, Jungkook stop before I fall in love even more with your dick, and you.

He ran his tongue up the side of your neck, licking a stripe of perspiration from your salty skin as you softly whimpered at the sensation. He was so good at everything. From the way his mouth sucked on your sensitive skin, to the way he was balls deep inside you now, and to the way his hands roamed your body, gripping and touching you until he was engraved in your mind. Every single movement he made, you could feel it and it was hot, so hot.

“Faster,” you panted out, and he complied. God, did he complied. “Kook,” you panted out, stopping him abruptly suddenly.

“What is it, baby?”

“Kiss me,” you incoherently demanded from him, your senses clouded by now. His easy going smile did wonders to your heart before he dipped down and kissed you like you wanted him to. His body molded with yours, his hot skin meeting yours as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to you than he already was. His strong, bulging arms easily lifted you up from the couch momentarily so he could wrap them entirely around your back, his hands gripping your shoulders now. His tongue languidly rolled over yours, tracing and sucking on your lips until you were panting and breathless. There was this burning need that was he so quickly approaching with each roll of his hips against yours.

“I—Jungkook, ngh—”

“Does my baby want to cum already?”

“Yes, yes, please.” You desperately begged, your mouth missing his as another lewd whimper slipped from your lips. “Please, please.” Your lips were all over his jaw, moans echoing in his living room.

He was so strong, so sweet, and so good at fucking you. You wanted more. He was becoming addicting as each minute with him passed and you prayed to your God that this wouldn’t be the last time you ever saw of him. His tongue traced your lips, and as he spread your legs wider for him to he buried himself into you again, a needy whine escaped your lips. Your legs wrapped around his ass, urging him closer as your vision blurred and your nails dug into his skin. You cried out his name out in the air as your orgasm rippled throughout your body, engulfing you in bliss.

“You’re so good to me,” he rasped out, his voice laced with need and want. He slowed down, lips molding against yours while you whimpered against his mouth. Your fingers slowly threaded themselves into his damp hair, pants escaping.

“So, so good.” He praised, his voice sounding orgasmic to your ears. “Can my baby handle more?” He purred out against your ear, and you obviously managed out a soft yes.

As a response, you clenched around him and he let out a groan. His hands landed on your hips, suddenly flipping you over against the couch.

“Baby, I’m gonna need for you to bend your knees for me okay? Can my baby do that?”

Your arms shook as you happily complied and rolled over to bent forward now, your heart racing as you felt his hand run down your spine and sides. His finger traced your slit and you bit down on your bottom lip to stop the poor excuse of a moan to come out from your mouth. Your hands extended further on to the couch, gripping tightly as Jungkook slammed into you from behind without warning. He sent you forward from the force, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t stop since you were fucking screaming out his name, pleading him, “Harder, harder, har—”

His fingers tangling into your hair, gripping tightly as you as he fucked you so ruthlessly from behind. Words couldn’t even form anymore. All you were screaming by now was his name since that’s all your body could remember at this point.

Jungkook.

“I—I, Jungkook—”

You were utterly fucked.

It was so dirty, so messy, and it was exactly how you wanted it.

His ass was grinding straight balls deep into your ass, his hand roaming your body while he used the other as leverage so his muscled body wouldn’t be completely on you. Meanwhile you could barely hold yourself together. Your fingers had dug into the couch, your mouth directly pressed on the cushion as you tried to stop yourself from screaming so much. But you couldn’t. Not when he felt so good filling you up all the way you could barely breathe. His mouth was sucking so harshly on your skin, his thumb and index finger kneading your nipple. There were tears forming in your eyes as you felt yourself approaching another orgasm.

“More, more,” you cried out in a mantra as you arched your back to meet his sudden thrusts. His arm wrapped around your stomach, pressing himself closer to you. His broad chest was firmly pressed against your back, and you could feel his hand wedge between your slick thighs from your arousal. You lost yourself in his touch, not noticing the way Jungkook was glancing down at you as he abruptly kissed you, swallowing the moan from your lips.

“I love you—” you uttered out, breathless and completely wrecked.

“And I,” He pressed his thumb, drawing figure eights on your abused clit as he grinded his hips against your ass, his tongue running down your neck, sucking briefly. “And I love you.” He was doing so much to you and your brain could only handle so much, but you winded your arm around his neck, pressing him closer.

“I’m coming, I’m coming—” you practically screamed out as your knees buckled before you. He slammed into you one last time as your legs quivered uncontrollably. “Jungkook.” He fell forwards with you, his moans mixing with yours as your body shuddered, your legs quivering from the intensity of another orgasm.

“Fuck,” he breathlessly chuckled, hands beginning to remove strands of your damp hair away from your face. “Are you okay?” he cradled your face, seeming a bit worried since you were just lying there, breathing hard.

“No, you fucking moron.” You managed to mutter out, and he grinned. There you were. “Fuck, you’re too much Guk.” You slowly uttered it out between pants. Your heart was still racing and you couldn’t even feel your legs at this point.

He just laughed.

“You’re too hot for your own good, dude.”

“Thanks?” He seemed skeptic at accepting the compliment from you. “But on a serious note, did you really mean it?’

“What?” You smiled, beginning to accommodate yourself in his embrace. “That I love you?” You reminded him, and he slowly nodded, his hands cupping your chin so you could look at him in the eye.

He nodded, “Yeah.”

You didn’t hesitate. “Always.”

“Well, I just wanted you to know that I love you too,” he confessed and Jeongguk was ecstatic to see that love struck smile appear on your face, because now he was self-aware that it was only reserved for him. “And since I love you so much, you get no choice but to be stuck with me.”

You squinted your eyes at him as you removed his hands from your chin. “Is that another form of way of reassuring that I’m your girlfriend?” you prompted and the sheepish smile was your answer in return.

“In my defense, I fucked you until your next lifetime so I thought that could have helped course your decision whenever I asked.”

“So you waited after you fucked me to ask me to be your girlfriend again?” you concluded, wonderment laced in your voice. Before he answered you just sighed, “For now it’s a temporary no then.”

He pouted, and then a mischievous grin began to appear on his face. “But on another serious note, now that you’re not a virgin and you’re my girlfriend, and that the Gods from above helped you get laid, does that mean you’ll become the filthiest slut just for me?”

You remained silent, eyebrows furrowing at his stupid question. Filthiest slut? Just for him? Out of all the dumb shit he could say he decides to use this moment as a—and then you remembered.

“Oh my God!” you exclaimed, horrified. You tried shoving him away from you, but he just wrapped a hand around your wrist, keeping you pinned down against the couch. “You fucking heard everything didn’t you!”

Jeongguk just rolled over, arms wrapping around your body as he wholeheartedly laughed against your chest. “I’m still your Greek god, right?” He pouted once you smacked him in return. “I’m sure you’re no longer that mute you were before judging by how loudly you were screaming my name just ten minutes ago.”

“Jeon, you’re going to end up without a girlfriend before you even leave this country.”

“Okay,” he snickered to himself, pulling you flush against his body again since you managed to pull away from him. “I’ll shut up now, but come back here.”

Glaring at him, you crawled back into his arms. Jeongguk simply wrapped his arms around your body, kissing the side of your head as he more softly said, “I love you, you goof.”

You hummed in return, sleep beginning to engulf you at the comfort of your boyfriend’s arms.

“And I love you.” you concluded happily before he began to pepper you with kisses, his giggles and touch once again making you surrender to him.

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