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lovejem · 7 months

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Adrenaline Crush - Rosé x Female Reader, Amusement Park (unfinished) FLUFF

Author’s note: This is a fic that I started writing back in 2020. I never got around to finishing it and I don’t think I will so I’ve decided to just post what I have. If there’s enough interest, maybe I’ll continue! Enjoy.

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It’s the end of your spring semester at university; final exams are over, dorm rooms have been cleared out, and summer vacation has officially begun, which means you and your friends would finally be able to set off on your road trip to your favorite amusement park. You’ve been anticipating this trip for weeks, planning out whose car you’d all be taking, who’d be driving, which coasters you’d hit first. To your despair, at the last second, your friend and seat partner had to back out to visit family she hadn’t seen in a while, leaving your group with an odd number of 3 instead of an even number of 4. She apologized profusely and insisted that you all still go since she knows you’ve been excited about this plan since it was first brought up. You all wished her and her family well and set off at 8am just as you planned.

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“Are you sure, Y/N?” Jennie asked, “I don’t mind sitting alone for a couple rounds. You can sit with Lisa.”

It’s been about 2 hours since you’ve all arrived to the park. So far, you were able to knock out 3 rides and were currently on line waiting for the fourth. Unfortunately, the park had a lot more visitors than expected, causing the wait times to be around half an hour or longer.

Your eyes darted behind Jennie towards Lisa, her eyes pleading to you and her lips forming into a pout. Her facial expression was enough for you to understand what she was asking of you, “Say no. Please say no. I’ll die if you don’t. Say no. Say no. Say no.” Jennie may not mind, but Lisa surely would, considering her massive crush on the older girl. You also knew that, even though Jennie says she doesn’t mind, she definitely does deep down; she just doesn’t know it yet.

You gave Jennie a small smile and shook your head, “Nah, don’t worry about it, Jen. I’ll be fine.” You walked up and into one of the dividing sections as the next group of riders got into their seats, “Maybe I’ll be a solo rider again like last ride.”

The two girls were now situated in the section next to yours. Lisa hummed, sitting back on the railing, “Or maybe you’ll partner up with a cute girl.”

You rolled your eyes as the dispatcher counted down to 1 and sent the coaster off, blowing everyone’s hair in all directions. You combed a hand through yours to put it back in place and sighed, “With my luck so far, I doubt it.”

You’d much rather ride solo like the last round than press your luck partnering up with someone random. During your first ride, you got partnered up with a guy around your age who immediately tried hitting on you and was entirely too touchy. Luckily for you, Jennie and Lisa caught on to what was happening and turned around to glare at him until he took the hint and stopped. Your partner for the second ride was slightly better, but that wasn’t saying much. It was a kid in damp clothing who you assumed just got back from the connected waterpark. The hot sun and sweat mixed with the damp clothes caused a certain stench to emit from the kid, forcing you to hold your breath the entire time you waited for the ride to take off.

You looked over to your friends and watched as Jennie fixed her blown-out hair before helping Lisa with hers. You could see Lisa’s ears turn a bit red as Jennie tucked her hair behind them. Lisa smiled and thanked her as Jennie returned her smile. When they turned their attention back to you, you had an eyebrow raised and your arms crossed over your chest. Jennie looked away, clearly embarrassed that you saw their little interaction.

Lisa shot you a look. “What? Did you need help with your hair too?” she teased, trying to diffuse the awkward tension you just created. She grabbed your wrist and pulled you closer to her. As she moved her hand toward your face, you lightly pushed her off.

“Gross,” you said, sending her a disgusted look. You backed away from the railing separating you from the two and saw Jennie looking off into the distance, presumably watching the coaster to forget about her embarrassment. You started to feel a bit guilty and decided to help her move past it by asking, “What do you guys think Jisoo’s up to?”

You mentally let out a sigh of relief when Jennie turned back to you and shrugged, “I think she said she was going to have lunch with her family.”

You looked at the time on your phone lock screen and saw that it was indeed around lunchtime. “I’ll shoot her a text,” you said, while unlocking your phone.

“Tell her we miss her!” Lisa exclaimed.

Y/N: unnie :-( we miss you

Y/N: but rn i miss you most. i’m feeling like a third wheel with these two. TT

Y/N: how’s everything so far? how’s your family?

Jisoo: kekekeke i’m sorry y/n. i had a feeling that would happen.

Jisoo: are they being gross?

Jisoo: my family’s good! everyone’s healthy and doing well :) we’re heading to get some food now

Jisoo: have you guys eaten yet? make sure to eat!!!

Y/N: sickeningly sweet. makes me wanna vomit tbh

Y/N: i’m glad everyone’s well!! eat lots of good food

Y/N: we’ll eat soon too

Y/N: ah it’s our turn to ride now. talk to you later!

You sent off the last text right as the gates opened to let you in to find your seat. You sat yourself down in the farthest of the two seats, leaving the other open for easy access to anyone who may join you. You buckled yourself in and tightened the seatbelt around your waist. “Solo rider?” you heard the worker ask. You nodded in reply, which was all the response needed for them to proceed to push the safety bar down on you alone.

Jennie and Lisa turned around and smiled at you. “Hey, another solo ride,” Jennie noted. “Lucky you,” Lisa added, “You didn’t get a random.”

You gave them a small smile as they turned back around. “Yeah,” you sighed, slightly saddened by the thought of having to enjoy a ride alone again, “Lucky me.”

You shook your head to rid yourself of whatever loneliness you were feeling and hyped yourself up for the ride. You wouldn’t let a lack of a partner get you down. A solo ride was the better option when put up against being matched with someone random. When the dispatcher began counting down from 10, you reached your arms out toward the two in front of you, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.

“Let’s go!!!” you yelled out, shaking them back and forth. They laughed and shouted along with you as the dispatcher reached 1 and sent you off at a speed that stole the sound right out of your throat.

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After getting off the last ride, Lisa suggested taking a break and grabbing some food to gain back some of the energy lost from walking far distances and waiting in long lines. You all ended up grabbing some burgers and fries and eating at an outdoors table, hiding from the sun underneath its umbrella top.

“We probably shouldn’t go on a rollercoaster yet,” Jennie advised, “Maybe something slower-paced.”

You hummed in agreement and opened up the park map to see what ride you could go on next. You spotted a haunted house ride not too far from where you currently were and pointed at it on the map, “How about this?” You tap Lisa to look at where you’re pointing. You might find her and Jennie’s sweet interactions to be vomit-inducing, but what kind of best friend would you be if you didn’t help Lisa out every now and then?

“A haunted house?” Lisa questioned, “You want to go on that?" She looked back up at you and saw you widen your eyes a bit, trying to signal to her your intentions. You nudged her leg under the table and gave a discrete nod toward Jennie who was busy looking at the map. She quirked an eyebrow, still confused as to what you were trying to tell her.

You rolled your eyes, “Jennie, what do you think? Want to go on it?” You looked down at the girl sitting across from you and next to Lisa, pursing her lips in thought.

“I don’t know,” she replied, sitting back up straight, “I scare kind of easily.”

“Lisa doesn’t,” you informed her with a smug smile, “You can grab onto her if you find it to be too much for you.”

Jennie’s cheeks grew pink as she blinked blankly at you before she nodded and simply said, “Okay.” Your suggestion and her response made Lisa blush a similar shade to hers.

You chuckled and nodded back, “Okay, that’s settled then. Let’s clean up and go.” All three of you got up, grabbed your garbage and threw it all out before heading off. —

Standing next in line for the haunted house, you started to feel the loneliness you’d felt during the last ride seep back in again. You were about to get on a ride that was infinitely better with a partner but a random partner on this ride would just be weird. You let out a sigh. Lisa looked over and noticed your lowered mood. She pouted and mouthed, “Are you okay?”

This made you genuinely smile and laugh to yourself. You nodded and mouthed back, “I’m okay.” You nodded your head toward Jennie, who was keeping herself occupied with her phone, and wiggled your eyebrows teasingly at Lisa. She shook her head, smiling now, and mouthed, “Shut up,” before adding, “Thank you.”

The last group of riders returned and got out of their seats as the gate in front of you opened up. Just as you did last time, you sat in the farthest of the two seats available to you, leaving the other open. As you buckled yourself in, a worker came over and noticed the empty seat next to you. You expected him to just lower the safety bar as the last worker did, but instead, he called out to the line and asked if there were any solo riders that wanted to ride.

You looked over to the line and saw a hand shoot up from the middle of the crowd. The worker waved them over toward the front and it wasn’t until they reached close enough to the gate that you truly saw your new seat partner. A girl with blond hair wearing a black cropped t-shirt and baggy denim jeans squeezed through the line and crossed the gate, walking towards you. She smiled at the worker and thanked him before sitting down in the empty seat.

She turned her head toward you and sent you a smile as well. “Hi,” she greeted as she clipped in her seatbelt, “I hope it’s okay that I join you. The lines are pretty long today, even for this ride for some reason.”

Pretty. That’s your immediate thought when you look over and smile back at her. The nameless girl’s hair was tied back in a ponytail with loose strands framing the sides of her face. You watched as she tucked one of them behind her ear. Fuck. Say something.

Lisa saves you by speaking up instead. “Oh, she’s definitely okay with it. Trust me,” she says turned around in her seat, facing you and your partner. You don’t miss the way she stressed “definitely.”

Jennie was turned around as well. “Yeah, she’s been feeling a bit lonely anyway,” she added with a smug grin, “You’re doing her a favor.”

Your jaw dropped slightly at their comments. You may have already embarrassed yourself with your delayed response, but now they were just adding onto it. You nervously laughed as you turned your head toward the girl seated next to you, who was already looking right back.

“Really?” she asked with a seemingly coy smile, “I’m happy to keep you company then.”

“I’m going to just...” Lisa trails off, turning back around to face the front, tugging on Jennie’s arm for her to do the same. Jennie gives you a wink before following suit.

“My name’s Rosé by the way,” she says to you while offering her hand to shake.

You happily take it into yours and do just that, “I’m y/n. Thanks for keeping me company, Rosé.”

“My pleasure, y/n,” she replies as you both continue to slowly shake hands and smile at one another.

It’s almost as if you both subconsciously agreed to take the time to fully look at each other and observe each other’s facial features. For instance, now that you were looking at Rosé up close, you couldn’t help but notice how pretty her eyes are. Your gaze shifts lower and now you’re thinking about how beautiful her smile is and taking note of the small beauty mark below her bottom lip.

Wait. I’m staring at her lips. You panic and quickly dart your eyes back up to hers, praying she didn’t notice. Unfortunately, your eyes meet instantly and you know you’ve been caught. You find her smirking at you with one of her eyebrows quirked upwards.

You open your mouth to explain yourself but you’re cut off by a deep echoey voice that begins to play along with the eery background music, notifying you that the ride is about to start. You turn your attention to the front as the ride jolts forward and you feel Rosé’s hand disappear from yours.

You feel a nudge against your right arm and a whispered, “Feel free to reach for my hand if you need it,” as the coaster rolls a few feet into the dark. You feel your throat go dry at the feeling of her breath dancing on your ear. You can’t properly see her in the dark, but you can imagine the close proximity she had to have been in to whisper to you; that image is enough to make you flush.

Suddenly, there’s a flash of light and a roar of loud thunder, causing the confident girl next to you to flinch towards you and grab hold of your sleeve.

You laugh at her reaction and the 180 change in her that just occurred. The darkness surrounding you gives you the boost of confidence you need to grab onto Rosé’s hand. “I think you need my hand more than I need yours right now,” you joke and give her hand a slight squeeze.

You hear her laugh in response, “Maybe you’re right.” Her hand doesn’t leave yours for the rest of the ride.

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let-them-read-fics · 2 years

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Away With You

Pairing: Rosé x Fem!Reader

Synopsis: When a snowstorm of record-breaking proportion rolls into town and causes a city wide shut-in, you and Rosé take it easy and enjoy your time together.

Warnings / Misc. -- Fluff

Word Count: ~ 1,136

Disclaimer: This writing is a work of fiction, and no disrespect is meant for those mentioned herein.

A/N: Hi everyone! I found this in my drafts a while ago and thought I’d share it with you all. Hope you enjoy it :) Stay safe and take care of yourselves!

💖 Happy Reading 🌹

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The wind, frigid and biting, howls as it whips through the sprawling branches of the neighborhood trees. They sway, sometimes eerily, in their perfect alignments next to the sidewalk.

More particles of snow and sleet surge down to Earth, accompanying every haunting gust and only further worsening the conditions that the blizzard is causing.

Strangely enough, it's at times like this that you find yourself wondering if hot cocoa producers will ever run out of product.

Surely, you think to yourself, as you stand in front of the counter and stir in the contents of yet another batch. It's the fourth one you've made today, and it's not even past 2 PM yet.

Your gaze falls down to the mixture, watching intently as the rich, velvety powder swirls with the milk you added before. It lends more of its color with every whirl, and soon it's smooth mocha, warm and tempting. Steam billows from the mug, and you sigh as the chocolatey scent makes its way to your nose.

In the living room, Rosé has the television set to your local news station as she strums out the notes of a potential chorus to her latest creation. Her fingertips dance across the strings, trying out different combinations and slides as she pleases.

Beneath her, the piano bench supports her movements, making only a faint creak when she sets the guitar in her lap and focuses her attention on the piano keys instead. She's been like this for a while now: switching between the two instruments that she loves so much as she tries to finally put her finger on the elusive tune she's been seeking.

The weather has given her an excuse to stay home and reconnect with what she's been missing most: making music, and you. She can't think of anyone else she'd rather be squirreled away with.

"... multiple inches are expected to accumulate throughout the day, and by nightfall some areas could have up to three feet of snow in total."

She lifts her head at the mention of the forecast, listening closely to the weatherman.

"We strongly advise that you stay home and only go out when it's absolutely necessary. Multiple roadways are already covered, and they're expected to get even more dangerous as the day progresses. Power outages are likely as well, so get prepared, folks, and stay safe. Bundle up, grab something warm, and settle in."

Outside, snowflakes fall in heavy droves, turning the atmosphere into a whiteout. They whip past the bay windows of the living room -- which Rosé is now using as a portal to peek into the frigid world out there -- unrelenting as more and more of them make their way to the ground. They've already coated everything in sight with at least six inches, and they don't seem to show any signs of slowing down.

The Sun is quickly being clouded over; only a few glimmers of its warm rays remain now, and they kiss the land goodbye while they still can.

In fact, one delicate embrace between the two is strong enough to catch Rosé's eye; a rather small snowflake rides the swirling air current just outside the window, arching up into the air as it perfectly catches a golden shimmer of the Sun. It dances and skates for a few more seconds before ultimately fluttering against the pane and coming to rest in the corner of the sill.

Rosie's lips briefly tug up in the corners at that, and she pauses to think. Maybe she can use that for a song...

Your slipper-clad feet shuffle forward as you finally make your way out of the kitchen and towards the living room, slowly but surely. Your tongue is slightly stuck out as you concentrate on keeping all the contents of the mugs inside of them, and you simultaneously ask yourself why the hell you filled them up so high.

A quick glance at Rosie earns you the knowledge that she's scribbling away in her notebook again, and you smile warmly at the mere thought of it. For months, she's been dying to have some time to really unwind and recharge like this; writing always comes the easiest for her when she's relaxed and able to experiment without fear of judgement. She's always said that you're the only person she trusts enough to hear her rough drafts, and you cherish that. She really is something special.

"Hi, baby," you greet, feeling the tension leave your body as you bring the mugs to the coffee table and set them on a pair of matching coasters. Rosie got them on tour back in Australia, and they've been her favorite to use ever since.

"There's my girl," she beams, happiness radiating from her. A growing smile is evident in her voice as she quickly finishes in her notebook and sets her guitar in its case.

The material of her sweater looks especially soft from where you are; you can practically see the fluffiness interwoven into each of the threads.

"I was starting to miss you, you know," she plays, standing up to meet you by the sofa. Her eyes travel across your face, silently admiring you.

"I could tell," you tilt your head to the side, "...your playing turned sad."

"What can I say?" Her shoulders rise and fall in a soft shrug. "My muse wasn't around. I got lonely."

Her muse, huh? Hearing that never gets old.

You run your fingers through her hair, feeling the loose curls tickle your palm as they slide by. They're silky, and the movement releases the smell of her vanilla shampoo into the air.

She melts into your touch, visibly relaxing. Her eyes close as you move to stroke her cheek, reveling in the feeling of your warmth against her. She'd be content with staying here, just like this, forever.

"Rosie, baby, I don't understand you," you whisper, disbelief evident in your tone. You take a step closer, draping your free arm over her shoulder.

"You get even more beautiful by the day. I don't see how that's physically possible."

She smiles, her eyes still closed. She's amused.

"You've already won my heart, Y/N," she quips, peeking at you, "You don't have to make me fall in love again."

You shake your head, still smiling. "I mean it, babe. You're so beautiful."

Her eyes open now, and her hands slip beneath the hem of your shirt, splaying across your back. She pulls you closer with a short tug, giving you no time to prepare before her lips are on yours.

They whisper words of affection against your own in between sweet kisses, reminding you of how much she adores you.

As you kiss her back and touch her in all the ways she loves most, she wonders how she got so lucky.

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k-rising · 7 months

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Rosé's ideal type

What she looks in a relationship

mental stimulation

loyalty

passion

freedom

rosé wants an unconventional type of relationship

she likes being independent and spending time on her own, so she would appreciate if her partner respects her privacy

this woman seeks for someone who can be not only her lover, but also her best friend

Personality

social

curious

smart

creative

rebellious

funny

open-minded

generous

someone with a unique/eccentric personality

optimistic

loyal

passionate

mature

a person who also has their feet on the ground

independent

Appearance

long nose

tall and skinny

individuals that are unconventionally beautiful

someone that dress up in an unique/eccentric way

Date ideas

rosé may like going to eccentric places like a modern art museum or a wax museum

communication and sense of humor are very important for her, so this person needs to entertain her in that sense

she also appreciates taking a walk in nature or doing outdoor activities together

taking a spontaneous road trip to a location that she hasn’t visited yet

going to amusement parks

going to a concert or theater together

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾　𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔! 　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

#rosé #roseanne park #blackpink #blackpink astrology #rosé astrology #rosé park #blackpink imagines #blackpink fluff #rosé fluff #rosé imagines

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mikithelibrarian · 2 years

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hi can i request a rosé x reader scenario where they like each other but never confess to the other, and one day someone else is interested in reader. some angst (not too much) and a fluffy ending ? also Idol!AU ? whatever you want tbh

Never Said... - BLACKPINK Rosé - GN! Idol! Reader

Angst/Fluff

My first request in Tumblr, I'm so so happy!

Did my best with this one, I hope you enjoy it

Who would have thought that the overwhelming happiness she felt just by being near you would actually prevent her from fulfilling her wishes?

Roseanne doesn´t remember when all this dance of emotions started, but she knew that the reason behind it was you.

Never in her life had she expected to fall in love with someone this fast this intense, but you came into her life and all of a sudden it happened. A smile was all she needed from you for her to know she was interested in you, and a couple of unexpected meetings in the backstages of some events were enough for her to develop something for you. Now, a year from that first smile has passed and things have changed a little bit.

No longer were the two of you happy strangers, but somewhat friends, much to her dread. It was becoming difficult to keep a straight face when you were in stage, or when you passed by her when the both of you were in camera, all because she didn’t want anything to ruin her chances with you. She didn’t even make any advance towards you, too afraid of a heartbreak.

But the feeling she got whenever she saw you was so intense that her heart could break out of simple attraction towards you. You were like a magnet to her, her perfect temptation, the one that was in her head when she wrote love songs, her inspiration, her-

“You did good today (Y/N)”

Why was Sana there? That close to you? Her eyes burning into yours as you smiled with your back on the wall.

Why was she holding your arm? Why was she smiling at you like that?

Why were you just openly receiving all that flirting and compliments like nothing?

Roseanne wanted to be the one in Sana´s place, as she always was. A show had just ended and you completely dominated it, Roseanne wanted to compliment you, to tell you how good you were as the both of you smiled for each other; only there could Roseanne have a small portion of what she actually wanted.

She wanted to step towards you and get between the two of you, but she couldn’t…

The same knot she felt when she thought about making any advance was making its presence now. As if a dozen hands were holding her back.

She must has looked a little bit creepy, just watching the two of you there for about a dozen seconds before Sana would finally step away from you and go back with her own members, but even then, she was trapped in her own mind.

“Rosie…?” You called for her as you saw her some meters away from you in the hallway. “Are you there?” You got off the wall and waved at her, seeing how she was still staring at you. “Roseanne Park!”

Finally, you could help her escape from her own thoughts as she jumped a little bit at your voice. She smiled nervously at you and stepped towards you.

“(Y/N), you need to change your clothes” But your manager came from behind you. “Come on, the CEO wants to congratulate you, you did great!” That was when your manager noticed Roseanne some steps away from you. “I’m sorry to interrupt, it is kind of urgent”

“Don’t worry” Roseanne waved her hand at your manager and then looked at you. “We can talk another time”

“Of course” You warmly answered. “See you another time” You turned around and went towards your dressing room, leaving your manager and Roseanne alone in the hall.

“I know when something’s up, you know?” Your manager´s words took Roseanne by surprise. “(Y/N)’s going to have some free days after this, I´m sure I you can spend some time alone, you have exchanged numbers, right?” Roseanne nodded and your manager smiled. “Good”

And like that, your manager left a shocked Roseanne behind.

A week has passed and Roseanne would like nothing more than to say that she actually messaged you, but she couldn’t.

Today, as every day ever since she saw you, she was staring at your contact in her phone. What could she even say to you? You both weren’t even that close, why would you choose to risk being photographed with her on the street?

She sighed, She’ll surrender again, maybe tomorrow will be the day.

Trying to get distracted, she opened her Instagram and scrolled down some posts from her friends, commenting on a few and reading positive comments from her own posts. It worked every time she wanted to get her mind off this kind of things, except this time.

This time she saw a post she didn’t like, one from Sana, from apparently a coffee shop and the words that accompanied it made it worse: “What a lovely day” with heart emojis. The thing is, it wasn’t a selfie, but someone else took the photo. Inevitably, her mind started to drift towards situations she didn’t want to be in.

What if the one who took the photo was you? What if Sana had actually invited you on a date? What if her own fears had just prevented her from being happy?

She lost you, didn’t she?

Her eyes opened abruptly as her ringtone echoed through her apartment. Apparently, she had fallen asleep while trying to put her mind at ease. Maybe it was a dream.

She sat up on her couch and looked at her phone beside her, your name showing on the screen. As fast as her sleepy body let her, she grabbed her phone and answered your call.

“Hello” She said, trying to be as normal as possible.

“Rosie…” Roseanee stayed quiet, wanting you to continue. “…I was wondering if you would like to meet up”

“Yes!” Rosé accidentally exclaimed. “Of course, do you want to come over?”

“I’d like that” Just as you answered, she had just processed what she just suggested, opening her eyes up like plates. “Could you send me your address?”

“I’ll send it to you”

“Thank you, see you later”

She just hummed as an answered before you hung up. She just invited you to her place. The reality of the situation hit her as she sends you the address.

Slowly, she looked around and while she wasn’t usually a disorganized person, with how her mind has been distracted with you, her apartment wasn’t in optimal conditions.

Some clothes here and there, some glasses on her coffee table and she was sure there were dishes on the sink left to wash. Roseanne bolted up from the couch and started going all around her apartment to clean it. She still needed to dress with something nice and apply some makeup, wait, what would you two even do? She didn’t have much snacks to see a movie, or enough ingredients to make dinner together

Suddenly, her doorbell rang. Almost miraculously, she could complete each thing she had to before you arrived; however, she couldn’t hide her lack of breath, her tensed state and her nervousness when she opened the door and she saw you there, with a cap and a face mask, holding a bag of Italian take out and a bottle of red wine.

“I brought this, I hope it’s okay” You raised your hands and show her the bags, she only nodded. “Great, may I come in?”

“Of course” She stepped to the side and let you in her apartment

“Can I heat this in your kitchen?” Then again, she only nodded.

Her mind couldn’t wrap around the situation, you were here, alone, with her. Roseanne’s eyes couldn’t separate from your figure, even as you were just heating your food, your face mask and cap already place on the counter beside the stove, with your back towards her.

Images of you with Sana came to her mind, her thoughts of earlier invaded her reason. She wished it didn’t come to this, her losing the opportunity to be with you as something more.

She had lost you…

“I like you, you know?”

…She had nothing else to lose.

You tensed at her words, had you heard her right?

“And I know you like someone else, but I just…” Her repressed sob just barely reached your ears, confusing you even more. “…I just had to say it, I’m sorry”

When you turned around and saw her in that state, you understood part of what was happening. She had just confessed to you, she was crying because the thought of you like someone else hurt her deeply.

“Who said I like someone else?” At your question, she looked into your eyes, breaking you because of the expression she wore.

“What about Sana?” You scratched your nape remembering what happened in your free days.

“She asked me on date, but I rejected her” Roseanne’s mind clicked with the realization that her own sadness and impotence led her to connect pieces of evidence she created on her own.

“But you let her flirt with you on the hallway”

“I thought all you will ever see me as was a friend, I just wanted to move on and stop hurting” You looked down, in regret of what you had done, if only you weren’t so blind, so oblivious. “But a close friend of mine knocked some sense into me, that maybe, just maybe, in all of the time I’ve been liking you in secret, you’ve liked me back” You looked into her eyes and saw her shocked expression, processing what you had just said. “If only I knew before, I would have never done that; I’m so sorry”

“So, you do like me back?” She asked, walking closer to you.

“Of course I do” You carefully placed your hand over her cheek and swooned over how she closed her eyes and let herself be loved by you. “How could I not?”

“Then, I’ll accept your apology, as long as you will be mine” She smiled, opening her eyes as she placed her hands carefully at the sides of your neck, with her thumbs caressing your cheeks.

“I accept your deal”

Roseanne was leaning close to you, about to do what she had wanted to do for a long time now, before a certain smell reached her nose. “Is something burning?”

You immediately came back to your senses and turned around to see the black smoke coming out of the pan. “Oh no”

Never said; never felt

You´ll never feel the true nature of your feelings, if you never express them properly

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authorforrosie · 2 years

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Flufftober ~ Day 3

Title: She feels her cheeks flushing red when you compliment her chipmunk cheeks.

Pairing: Rosé x You. [GxG.]

Warnings: None.

Words: 676.

Rosé is really shy when it comes to physical affection that's why she feels her cheeks flushing red when you compliment and pinched her chipmunk cheeks. She remembered how she got shy and her cheeks flushed red when her bandmates pinch her cheeks or fangirl about her chipmunk cheeks.

It happens very often since you are her girlfriend of six years. It has been the happiest six years of her entire life besides blinks and Blackpink. She would never admit it in public but she loves when you are very physically affectionate with her.

Currently she is sitting at an interview with you next at her. Someone asked her if she would let you pinch her cheeks and be physically affectionate with her for the blinks and your fandom. She couldn't hide her shy face expression when she mentally prepared herself. Rosé knew that your fans and blinks ship you both even more together now since you came out in public with your relationship months ago.

„Ready and go." Said the interviewer with excitement in his voice. Everyone smiled at the sight of Rosé puffing out her chipmunk cheeks.

You stood in front of Rosé and look at her with literally stars in your y/e/c eyes. You both giggle together and waited for a moment to remind yourself that it's only for fan service to the moment. Even though you knew it isn't only for fan service. Nothing will ever be fan service.

„Hi my cute little chipmunk baby you are so cute." Cooed you with admiration in your voice. You pinched her chipmunk cheeks with a happy expression on your face.

Rosé wanted to walk away and hide her face in front of a wall. Since she knew that she would be blushing very extremely soon. Her cheeks are already flushing little bit red in a blush.

„Nœur." Mumbled Rosé with her cute australian accent. It caused your heart to flutter with much amount of happiness.

The interviewer couldn't help from smiling and having a happy expression on his face. IU who is one of the interviewers looked with an excited expression on her face. She could see how much you both love each other.

„You are definitely the cutest little chipmunk on this whole world. It's unbelievable to how you still try to deny it." Cooed you with cuteness in your voice.

Before Rosé could do or say anything her cheeks flushed red in a blush. She blushed so much that she couldn't hide it anymore. Everyone 'awed' at the very cute scene in front of them. They knew it isn't only

IU had finally inspiration for a new song about love and real romance. No one can stop her this time. After witnessing the real love romance between you and Rosé Park. One of your closest friends in the whole K-Pop industry besides CL, Yeji, Kang Seulgi, Bae Irene, Jihyo Park, Mina and Ryujin Shin.

„I am so grateful that you are my girlfriend. I will always love you. Mostly your chipmunk cheeks since they make you even more cute." Mumbled you with admiration in your voice. You attacked her face with kisses which caused your cheeks to flushing even more red in a blush.

Her bandmates who watch the interview smiled because of how cute Rosé Park really can be. They knew she can be cute. But not that she is that cute. It's very adorable in their opinions to know that.

You only knew that you wanted to marry her someday in the future and have cute children with her. Who have her cute little chipmunk cheeks. Rosé definitely had the same thoughts in her brain when she glanced at you with her cute chipmunk cheeks flushed darker red in a blush.

She definitely wanted you to carry one of two children in the further future. She couldn’t wait to see you pregnant and in a white wedding dress someday after putting a ring on your finger before. It made her truly happy and safe with her feelings.

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cyphersyndromes · 2 years

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The Seven husbands of Roseanne park

Inspired by: The Seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo ( Evelyn and Celia)

Sypnosis: Blonde princess, Roseanne park, is known for her infamous roles in Hollywood classics such as Gentlemen prefer blondes, Some like it hot, and Niagara. Her messy relationships have caused her to marry and frequently divorce, leaving the public on their knees to see her next lover, Although no one quite knows the raging flame inside her heart for her co-star, Y/n Y/l/n

Setting: Oscar night 1958, Rosie and y/n recently got into an argument, causing them to distance from eachother for 7 months leading up to the night in which rose and y/n both got nominated for an oscar.

Warnings: fluff, reunion,angst, closeted relationship, glamour galore :)

Oscar night, 1958. The golden age of Hollywood consisted of talented actors all wanting the title of an oscar.

Roseanne silently picks on her fingernails, nervous for the night as she was nominated for best actress for her role in Gentlemen prefer blondes. She was sitting in the back of a limozine, dressed in a stunning green gown that accentuated her figure along with pearls to her neck. Truly a gorgeous sight. To the left of her was her "Husband" Harry Reid, accompanying rose in a black classic tuxedo.

Harry notices his wife in discomfort and grabs her wrist whilst holding her hands. "It's going to be fine Rosie, you won't run into her, and if by any chance you do, nothing will happen," he says

"But I want something to happen harry, I haven't seen her in 7 months and 8 days, I know I messed up with y/n, I just want to talk to her for at least a few minutes," Rose says as she looked at her husband.

"Maybe Porter is there with y/n, you can also talk to him if you see him, I know how much our breakup has affected your relationship with him and I'm sincerely sorry," she said.

"Let's not worry about that right now, we are almost there, cheer up a little Rosie" harry said while giving her a reassuring smile while looking out the window, seeing they are the next car to walk on the red carpet whilst mobs of paparazzi are awaiting their arrival.

"Are you ready for this?" Harry says fixing his hair

"Ready as ill ever be, let's give the people what they want," Rosie said as the event coordinator opens their car door and immediately is shunned with flashing lights and chants of rosies name.

Rosie stepped out of the car, revealing her glamorous green dress making everyone on the carpet swoon in awe. A true princess

"Over here!....... Right here Rose!!!" was heard throughout the various clicks and flashes as rosie is posing with her husband alongside her.

She is guided forward toward the carpet whilst lights followed her. She and Harry promptly smile and pose for pictures as the audience is roaring for her dress.

"You all are lovely, truly, " rose says as she blows the cameramen kisses.

Holding Harry's hand, she is making her way inside the venue til loud roars erupt all over the carpet

Rose promptly turns to see what was causing the commotion.

As her loud surroundings were fading into a dead silence, her heart pounded, igniting the flame that was once presented amongst her before

There she sees her beloved y/n.

Wearing the most beautiful light pink dress, neck covered in pearls, and hair as shiny as it always has been, y/n, the most notable ginger in Hollywood of course.

She's is as beautiful as ever, my beautiful princess

Harry turns to see rose in complete awe as her eyes were glistening with pure devotion. Grabbing her hand once again, Rosie snaps out of her thoughts and smiles back at harry and quickly walks into the venue to get seated.

Rose and Harry were seated in their designated seats whilst waiting for the best actress category. Rosie was already uneasy due to her laying eyes on her ex-girlfriend. She had low expectations for this night, as in she would not take home the oscar. If any case she did not take home the trophy, she surely hoped y/n did.

Whilst watching other people's speeches, rosies heart felt heavy, as this is truly a remarkable experience, being at the Oscars with her husband ( who was actually her gay best friend). Everything was starting to hit her, causing her to pick at her fingernails once again.

"We will now be presenting the Nominees for best actress in a film" The announcer says.

"Nows the moment" harry says while squeezing rosies arm.

" Eleanor Hawke, Princess, and pearls...

Charlise Damsel, Say no to this

Y/n Y/l/n, Gentlemen prefer blondes

Roseanne Park, Gentlemen prefer blondes

Amber Monroe, Bulletproof girl "

"And the Oscar goes to..."

"Y/n Y/l/n, Gentlemen prefer blondes!" the announcer says

Feeling a spinning sensation, Rose clapped, feeling bittersweet, although she is happy to see y/n take home the oscar, seeing her is the most painful experience of them all.

Y/n stands in shock, hugging her "husband" Porter as she swiftly makes her way down the aisle whilst hearing the sounds of thousands of claps surrounding her.

Rosie stood and clapped, seeing her walk by the aisle next to her as if everything was in slow motion

She was mad because y/n looked extra pretty tonight, making the void she had in her heart open up even more as she missed her so much.

missed her cute kisses she would give when rose was pouty-faced, missed her sneaky moments when they would both run out of the set and hide backstage to have a quick makeout session.

missed how her hair fell perfectly onto her shoulders, almost as if the movie she was starring in was her true form

missed her laugh when they would read the most absurd books together

rosies heart heaved, seeing her walk down the aisle whilst picking up her long gown, flashing that beautiful smile.

She could've sworn y/n briefly made eye contact with her, looking away quickly.

"Oh dear," y/n said as she was handed the oscar and positioned the mic to her height.

"Wow, I'm so so so shocked I can hardly believe it dear god, um where to start," she says while looking at the audience.

" I would like to thank everyone who worked on Gentlemen Prefer blondes, such an extraordinary movie and I was so honored to be apart of it, alongside getting this oscar of course " y/n laughed

"I would also like to thank my wonderful husband, Porter Francis, thank you for being you truly, I love you, baby," she says causing harry to tense up alongside rose

Rose glances at Harry and grabs his hand, caressing his thumb gently to ease his nerves.

"And I have one more thing to say," y/n says as she looks at the trophy and sets it on the stand next to her.

" I would like to give thanks to a mystery person..." y/n says as she glances over to rosies row, laying her eyes on her, making rose shudder.

"Shit bitch" harry whispers to Rosie as she gulps.

"Although this person and I haven't talked in a while due to a slight indifference, I want them to know I still think about them, and I don't want to give up on them yet.." y/n says whilst still looking at Rosie.

" I remember asking this person if I was tolerable, in a sense that I could be of good company to a person like them, and they told me that if I wasn't tolerable to some that they would be the one to tolerate me, and now that I'm up here saying this speech with this award in my hand, I wonder how tolerable I am to you now," y/n says as she draws a faint smile in her face, chuckling to Rosie.

Rose smiles chuckling while a teardrop slowly streams down her face.

" To this mystery person, Please don't lean too close to the TV when this replays on all the channels okay!!" y/n says with a smile as a tear too slowly drops down her face.

Y/n then grabs her award and is escorted off the stage while everyone claps.

Rosie claps and sniffles as she was crying subtly to her speech directed at her. and the way her girlfriend embarrassed her with the one moment she broke her tooth leaning into seeing y/n on screen in her living room tv.

She truly missed her and knew she had to talk to her.

As the award show continued on, rose sat in her seat, looking around desperate to find y/n.

Rosie sees a pink gown and ginger locks get out of their seat and make their way to the restroom.

Perfect

"Harry ill be right back" she says

Rosie excused herself from her chair whilst handshaking fellow friends and directors that she worked with.

Walking down the aisle towards the restrooms, she felt a massive lump in her throat, as if she was about to throw up her words as she had so much to say to y/n.

She pushed the door to the restroom and saw y/n near the sink, washing her hands whilst drying them to put her gloves back on.

Everything stopped.

A moment of pure nothingness.

".Y-y/n?" Rose said, causing y/n to drop her glove and turn to face rosie.

"R-Rosie" y/n says nearly tearing up.

rose looked at y/n with such intent, and sorrow, as she missed those gleaming eyes, always protruding with such eagnerness.

Rose dropped her fur coat and ran to hug y/n, experiencing so many emotions.

"Before you speak please let me explain, I'm so so sorry my love for arguing with you. I was so frustrated with the headlines about my sincereness with harry as they found pictures of my car at porters place, which in reality was our place. I'm truly so sorry for lashing out at you, I wanted it to work between you and I dear I truly did, and I still want it to. Living with this double life has really taken a toll on me, not on your behalf, but on mine, I know it's not acceptable for us in the world, but I promise that won't ever affect my love for you darling, Please never forget that the sun rises and sets with your smile. At least to me, it does. You’re the only thing on this planet worth worshipping y/nnie. I won't ever do that to you ever again my love." rose cries out while embracing y/n

Faint sobbing is heard and rose pulls out the hug to see y/n crying. She places her hand on her chin, wiping away her tears.

"Please, I'm so miserable without you, it was so hard to even get out of bed without having your hands under my shirt grabbing my boobs, gosh I fucking missed that Rosie I missed everything about you " y/n chuckles as she looks up to rosies eyes while tears are still streaming out of hers.

"I know it's impossible in this stupid close-minded world, but I really wished I could've just screamed how much I loved you up there, could you imagine that??? me declaring my love for you" y/n laughs whilst rosie is smiling caressing her face.

"Actually I cant dear, can you show me" rose says laughing.

" ROSEANEEE PARKKKKK!!! I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOUUUU MY BEAUTIFUL GIRL!!!!!!!" y/n screams

Rosies eyes open in disbelief and quickly laughs while moving her face closer to y/ns, missing her touch.

"honestly, I don't really care if anyone were to walk in enough for me to do this" Rosie says as she lifts y/ns face up with her index finger and smashes her lips upon hers, closing the void in her heart that longed for y/ns touch

As if everything were in slow motion, y/n and rosies lips collided, ending the war between their two hearts that were fighting for each other's touch.

Y/n tip toes to wrap her arms around rosies neck, causing her to break away from the kiss and smile, looking upon her lover's eyes as they slowly directed from her gleaming orbs back to her irresistible lips, longing for more.

.....

So so so cute, ugh i love evelyn hugo and celia so you know i had to do it.

#blackpink roseanne #blackpink rose #kpop fluff #angst #wlw #lesbian #lgbt #seven husbands of evelyn hugo #roseanne park #rose #blackpink #kpop #kpop wlw #evelyn hugo #rose x reader #park chaeyoung #chaeyoung #chaeyoung blackpink

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND BLACKPINK A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Roseanne Park

A ⇴ ATTENTION

It was pretty natural for both of you to just pay attention to each other, you didn’t even need to ask for it. Rose liked to have her eye on you as you were usually the one that she wanted to pay attention to.

B ⇴ BICKER

You loved to bicker mostly to try and wind one another up and try and get an irritated reaction from them. You especially try and get a reaction out of Rose because at least whenever she’s bickering you for a while she’s not thinking about work and getting herself stressed about anything that’s going on.

C ⇴ COMFORT

She was always by your side whenever you needed comforting, Rose never left you alone. You often tried to tell her that she could go and that she didn’t need to worry about you, but Rose never listened, knowing that everything else could wait, but that being there for you and cheering you up couldn’t.

D �� DISAGREEMENTS

There were a few rare occasions when maybe one of you said or did the wrong thing, but aside from that, conflict was very rare between the two of you. You were both relaxed around one another and knew each other really well too to stop any arguments happening. As well, you were both good at deciding to step back when you felt as if there was a chance that a problem was beginning to show itself.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

It didn’t take long for the two of you to start getting along with your similar senses of humour being the catalyst for your friendship. You found yourselves laughing pretty early in your friendship that instantly relaxed you both around one another, in between your giggles you opened up more and shared more about yourselves too, which brought you both together and into a close friendship as well.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Rose’s family were incredibly fond of you, knowing that you took such good care of her in Korea. Whenever Rose mentioned your name, they always paid attention as they wanted to hear what you had both been up to or what you had been doing for her. When they visited Rose or you visited Rose’s home, they always made sure to let you know just how appreciative they were of what you were doing.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

It was usually a pretty private time when you two hung out as you knew that Rose got plenty of attention whenever she left the house. You enjoyed being at her house because Rose had just about everything there to keep you entertained anyway so you didn’t even need to go out to be able to enjoy yourselves.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of embarrassing each other and trying to leave the other person feeling flustered. You didn’t mind sharing your bad stories that you had of each other or trying to tease the other person too, your embarrassing stories had plenty of people laughing and you both flustered as well.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

It was inevitable for the two of you to have inside jokes when you made each other laugh as much as you did. You had a long list stored in your memory of the many inside jokes that you had from over the years with Rose, as much as you wished that you could remember every single one, it was just impossible for you.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

She was definitely aware when she was around your other friends, the ones that were particularly loud or in your face definitely got Rose’s back up. She knew that she was never normally the loudest character around when she was with you and your other friends, but she was confident knowing that she was the one that was closest too and wanted for everyone else to be aware of that fact as well.

K ⇴ KICKS

Rose got a kick out of her sides hurting when she was with you. She loved the way that you managed to tickle one another and how you always managed to find a way to put a smile on her face whenever she saw you. It was exactly what she needed, without you even realising that you were helping her.

L ⇴ LOVE

She loved how close the two of you were, as if you were the sort of friendship that you only ever got to see in the movies. It was the sort of friendship Rose almost dreamt of having when she was younger, but never thought would actually happen. The way how the two of you would always make plans together and be able to share absolutely anything with one another too was perfect in her opinion.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met at an event that one of your sponsors was hosting which also sponsored Rose. When you bumped into Rose, you both recognised each other and immediately grabbed a drink and started talking as you wanted to find out more about one another now that you were together in person.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

Everything about your friendship was nonsense, the two of you constantly laughed whenever you were together. You loved how everything was carefree with Rose and that neither of you needed to worry.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Rose was obsessed with your smile and how comforting it was. She loved being around your bright and happy personality to cheer herself up, but also enjoyed it to be able to see that you were happy with her too.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

The moments that meant the most to Rose were the ones when you were both being silly. Things like making a mess when you baked or one of you stumbling around as you went for a walk tickled her the most, there didn’t need to be anything flashy for Rose, just the basics of friendship were her favourites.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

If something random popped into her head, then Rose would usually ask you about your opinion on whatever it was. It didn’t matter how crazy it was either, she’d still ask you and laugh at the expression on your face.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

She loved to give you merchandise, hiding it around your house in places that you didn’t expect to find. Quite a few times you’d found yourself opening your shirt drawer to find a Blackpink shirt in there or find one of the wristbands that got sold during the tours tucked in with the rest of your bracelets.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

Your support was always something that put a huge smile on Rose’s face. She was touched the most when you showed up without telling her after arranging a way with Lisa for you to get to the venue for what she was doing. She hated the secrecy, but she secretly loved the fact that you decided to be there for her.

T ⇴ TRIPS

More than anywhere else in the world, Rose loved to take you on trips home so that you could both meet everyone that she was close to, but also get to see some of the places that meant the most to her too.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

Most of the time Rose couldn’t imagine doing things without you, everything just felt much better with her best friend there.

V ⇴ VISITS

You actually got quite a lot of visits from Hank as Rose would often use you as a dog sitter for Hank whenever you were busy. Rose knew at the best of times that you couldn’t say no to her, but especially to Hank too.

W ⇴ WISDOM

Getting advice from Rose was actually something that you liked a lot as she always tried to be positive when helping you out.

X ⇴ XXXX

Quite often when she really wants your attention, Rose will get the most affectionate with you. Things like when she gets excited about a topic, she’ll start hitting against your arm to make sure that you’re listening.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were her teammate; you were quite the duo when you were together.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Neither of you really minded where you went at night, it depended mostly on whose apartment was closer. You were used to crashing at Rose’s and she was equally as used to crashing at yours a lot of the time.

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Masterlist

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gyupremacy · 1 year

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Misc Masterlist

These are a list of my works outside of BTS and SVT. I likely won't update it that much considering I primarily write for them, but if an idea sparks or I'm doing a collab for another group or artist you enjoy, you can find them over here 🫶🏽

Smut [❃]

Fluff [ღ]

Angst [∞]

HCs [✎]

Moodboards [♧]

DISCLAIMER Do not copy, translate, or repost any of my works to any other platforms

↳ Out Of Your League (Jaehyun) [ღ] [∞] - People have always made it clear that they felt Jaehyun was out of your league. Time and time again you would just brush it off, until you finally break down.

↳ EX-pected (Hyunjin) [∞] - Coming to terms with a breakup can be hard for anyone, you're just not ready to reopen old wounds.

↳ My Happy Place (Rosé) [ღ] - Having a picnic date with your girlfriend Rosé just to relax a bit and spend time with each other.

↳ Only Yours (Taemin) [ღ] - You enjoy some time with your boyfriend Taemin.

↳ Chaeyoung Secret Santa 2021 [♧]

↳ Kiss & Make Up (San) [❃] [ღ] [∞] - Your fiancé San hasn't been as active in the preparations for your upcoming wedding, and it's starting to get to you. Tensions rise after an argument about the subject.

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markicantwait · 2 years

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Boyfriend

I want to present the first text of "The boyfriend series" a compilation of texts inspired by songs that have been transcendental for me. This text is also inspired by this post I made several months ago.

You tried to convince yourself that what you were doing wasn't justify your boyfriend's poor attitude towards you, always doing the minimum to receive all the attention and recognition his ego needed, that the idea of his "Easy Love" was more than a few kisses and some poor "me too" texts when he left you alone in bed was enough for you

That night was supposed to be the anniversary dinner with your boyfriend, but of course, nothing went as expected. It was you who made the reservations, it was you who reminded him of the date and ask him to clean his agenda for that day, it was you who managed to collect months of salary and student scholarship to go to a fancy restaurant and live for one night the fantasy of a perfect romance,but in the end none of that happened.

Forty-five minutes was how long it took him to send a message saying that "he had forgotten" the game with the boys being more important, "I'll make it up, honey."

You could have gone home and cried to yourself or gone to his apartment and caused a big scene, but you were already there and at least your dress, makeup, and hair were worth seeing for a while.

The scene was a bit unfortunate, you were alone at a table for two, having the second glass of wine of the night with the food almost forgotten, at least the consolation that you looked good was enough to not to cry at the restaurant

"Is this seat taken?"

To say she was beautiful was an understatement, whether it was the lighting of the place, the way she styled her hair, the dress she wore or her voice. The instrumental of some song played in the background completing the scene, it was like seeing a past dream that was brought to life only to verify that it existed at some point and now you had it materialized in front of you.

"Oh no, it's not, please"

"Thank you" she said smiling, up close the subtle aroma of lavender and something else, enveloped the small space now that you shared

"What 's your name?"

That night ended with Rose driving you home after spending a pleasant number of hours talking about food, music, fashion, books. The little details of that night stayed with you for the next days, from the way she helped you with your seat as you got up, the careful touch of her hand on your lower back as she guided you out, the graceful way she offered you help when you got out of the vehicle, to the action of waiting for you to enter your house so she could leave.

Of course you exchanged numbers that night

"Let me know when you get home" you told her

"Is this your way of asking me for my number?"

But she complied with your simple request, letting you know when she got home to finish with a "Sleep well"

Almost four days had passed since that night and your phone felt heavy in your hand as time passed, it would be easy just to send her a message saying hello, just that.

The surprise was when that afternoon during school, Rose's name jumped up on the screen.

"Hello, how have you been these days? Let me know if you're free, we can meet up for a drink! have a good day (: "

"Hey!..."

Friday was the day you both agreed to go out to dinner near your workplace, you expected to find Rose in the restaurant, but what a surprise when you saw her outside waiting for you, it felt a little different to see her there so familiar. The hair that was once in big waves was now straight and up, the dress had gone to be replaced for a simple outfit that screamed style all over it, the light makeup only completed the image,to be honest everything about Rose scream rich and fancy

“Hello” she said smiling “Are you ready? Do you have all your things?”

“Yes, all set. Let's go"

In the small place you entered, the same atmosphere repeated as a few days ago, you chatted about your jobs, private lives, things that bother you both and upcoming plans. Again, the small details that Rose had didn't go unnoticed, from fixing the chair for you, asking what you liked best to drink and when it was time to pay for dinner the little "It's on me" fight.

"Come on, I was the one who invited you, next time you can pay"

The next time never really came, not because you didn't go out together, but Rose refused to let you pay, and that kind of made you feel bad, but you knew she didn't mean it like that, so after a few weeks with this routine, you thought giving her something would be nice.

It was something simple but you hoped that she would really like it, or at least pretend to. That day, you had agreed to go to lunch together near Rose's work, while you were waiting for her in the restaurant you felt a little nervous, there was no great reason why, you just hoped that she would like your gift.

"I'm sorry love. I had to attend to some things quickly. Have you already ordered something, should I call the waiter?”

"Don't worry, I just got here. I haven´t, I was waiting for you. I have a present for you. Oh, come on don't look at me like that, it's something small and you said you needed it” You handed her the small white bag

“To be small it weighs something. Oh how nice! I love the color. You made it? I didn't know you´re into ceramics”

“Oh, no, no. I bought it, sorry to disappoint you. You said your favorite mug for work was broken so I thought I'd get you a new one, do you like it?"

“Of course!, I was starting to get tired of using the office mugs, don't get me wrong but I don't like to share a lot, this will definitely look prettier on my desk and the color is nice, thanks”

"Yellow, you said you liked it"

“From now on it will be my new favorite color”

Again, she didn't let you pay.

The next few months went by quickly with Rose in your life popping up continuously, she suddenly went from being a new contact to a new friend and it was obvious to everyone your new friendship, from one more addition to your facebook list, one more follower on instagram, the ig stories of your nights out and a lot of shared time, so much that it seemed that your boyfriend was finally paying attention to something other than his nose.

He showed up at your apartment that day after you hadn't talked for a while, a week to be exact, so seeing him at your door surprised you a bit.

"Hey babe, I'm here. What are we having for dinner today?"

"Excuse me? What are you doing here?"

“I came to see my girlfriend. Lately we don't see each other much anymore, it seems that you have forgotten me”

Is he pouting?

“I understand that, but you can't come unannounced. What if I have guests or am planning to go out?

“Go out with who? With that blonde girl? At this point I'll be jealous of her. Babe, don't you think you're hanging out too much lately? You barely pay attention to me, I used to let it go because you were focused on work and the unnecessary things of school, but now you spend all your time going from party to party. What are people going to think of me?”

he must be kidding

“So you came all the way to my house to discuss yourself? We haven't seen each other for days and it's the first thing that comes to your mind to say?”

“You're overreacting again. All I'm saying is that you should care a little more about our relationship. I text you and you're always busy, I was giving you time and the first thing you did was go to the club as if you were single. While I'm at work and with the boys you're out there doing who knows what with someone else like a…”

Your hand reached his face before your mind grasped what happened.

“Never, in your life, do you try to suggest something bad about me again. Leave, I want you to leave my apartment and never come back. We´re done"

"I do not want to. You are my girlfriend and you have to reciprocate as such”

“You have three seconds to leave my house or I will overreact, don't try me"

With a big slam on the door and a kick to the plant that you had in the hall it was like your now ex-boyfriend had decided to leave a last impression, you didn't even know when you started crying, by the time you realized you were in the couch lamenting the last year you had wasted on someone like him.

"Hello?"

The loud music was the first thing you heard "Rosie, where are you?"

"Wait, I don't hear you, let me... Ok, I'm sorry, what happened?"

“Rose? Hello, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, where are you?

“I went out with some friends, hey, you don't sound yourself well, what happened? You're hurt?"

more crying

"He came to my house and we discussed, we broke up"

“Love… Are you still at home? Oh, don't cry, breathe. I'm a little far away right now, but I'll be there soon, okay? Wait for me, I'll be there in forty minutes, okay?"

You tried to stay calm as Rose arrived, but the room just felt smaller and you couldn't stop thinking about your now ex-boyfriend, how you had the first dates on the same couch you were crying on now, the times you cooked for him in your small kitchen and the "good" nights in your room. You didn't know when it happened but by the time you realized you were sitting at the stairs of your building, you only reacted when you saw Rose get out of her car.

It was obvious that she had gone clubbing, the mini dress and the heavy makeup suited her perfectly, you almost felt bad for making her come here.

“My love, what are you doing out here? Oh come here, come here, let me hold you.” Her arms were around you, your body shaking as you cried for having to feel this way about someone you knew wasn't worth it.

"I really don't wanna be here" you said still in Rose's arms

"Okay, we'll go to my apartment, we'll have a sleepover, you and me. How does that sound?"

By the time you got to the blonde's apartment and calmed yourself down, you thought if it was a good idea to bother in that way, although you both had become close quickly, being in each other's space was a line you hadn't crossed yet. You hadn't thought about what Rose's house was like, but for some reason everything seemed to fit her, everything looked elegant and simple although strangely more colorful than you thought, everything here belonged to her and that comforted you somehow.

“When I have a bad day, I normally take a shower and go to bed to watch TV. How about you take a bath, while I prepare something for both of us to have for dinner, okay?”

An hour later you and Rose were in her bed watching some Netflix show while having some sandwiches for dinner, the pajamas she lent you soft against your skin and the perfect room temperature, everything seemed fine, which for some reason it made you feel worse, starting to cry again. .

“Come here darling, come. It's okay, you can cry "

“He didn't even ask how I was. He just showed up expecting something from me. He used to be a gentleman at first, I don't understand when that changed "

“Sometimes I felt I owed him something when we got into bed”

"He didn't like that I was doing my master"

"He left me alone at the first party we went together because he prefer to chat with his friends"

"He didn't even make me cum"

And you continued for part of the night, Rose just listened to you while she held you in her arms, you cried as much as your body allowed you while continuing with the new unresolved complaints you had and hadn't realized until that moment.

The breakup was harder than you thought, the days were getting really long and you seemed cold all the time, you had locked yourself in at work and school, you were drinking again just because until the beers ran out was when you went to sleep, just to repeat the routine again. You couldn't handle it anymore when your mother called one day asking about him, she didn't even give you time to break the news when she dropped the bombshell that your cousin was getting married and it would be good if you both went to the wedding "It's a good opportunity to introduce him to the family, he is a good boy”

Rose did her best to keep you company as much as she could, calling you between her breaks to make sure you were eating, picking you up from school or work if there was time, but after a couple of days you stopped answering her messages and it was more than obvious that you were avoiding her, you were being ungrateful and a bad friend, you were aware of it and although you had a way to justify it you needed time to find the best way to talk about it.

That night Rose had left your apartment after making you eat something more than take out, one part told you that the best thing you could do for yourself was to wash yourself and go to bed, however you ended up in the nearest store and bought the pack of beers you had been drinking for the last few weeks.

A pretty girl approached you while you were watching the snacks, a few centimeters taller than you, maybe because of the heels she was wearing, short black hair so neat that it looks like she went to the salon before, the outfit was just the cherry on the cake, all too chic and extravagant for you. At first you thought you were blocking her view so you moved but she just stared at you without saying anything and to be honest it was starting to make you uncomfortable.

"You need something?"

"You Know Rose"

"Who asks?"

“I am his ex-girlfriend. It's just…you're wearing her coat" she said smiling kindly "It was my birthday present to her"

You don't really know how it happened but next thing, the two of you ended up sitting in a park drinking and eating while talking about your friend.

"May I ask why you broke up?"

“We just couldn't be together anymore. I began to demand a lot from Rose, I behaved spoiled and possessively and that led us to not have something healthy, so we decided to end it. We tried a lot before that, you know? We went to couples therapy, we went on trips, we even bought a fish as if the poor thing was going to help. But nothing worked, so we ended it "

"How long ago did it happen?"

“Almost five months. I haven't talked to her since then. My friends told me she had started seeing someone new and I didn't want to believe it until I saw the pictures of you and her having dinner”

The statement surprised you so much that if you had been drinking at the time you probably would have choked on your drink.

"No. Rosie is my friend, we met… About five months ago. I was in a bad relationship with my that time boyfriend, she helped me a lot and she is doing it now that I broke up with him”

“She is a good person and a good girlfriend. To be honest I was a little jealous that she was out partying with cute girls while I was crying at home. That also became a problem in our relationship, sometimes we argued a lot and it was easier for her to go to a party and not answer the phone than come home, but I don't blame her, we would probably end up fighting even more "

You didn't know what to think or say, here was your friend's ex-girlfriend talking to you as close mates, even though it bothered you a little, you felt sorry for the black-haired woman and how she probably hadn't talked about this. Before you could say anything, her voice cut you off

“Listen, I still love Rosie and God knows I'm doing my best to get better so I can get her back in the future, but I also know when to keep my place. Bad for both of us, I know her well enough to know when she's into someone, if it's you or not, it's up to her. But while we are in doubt I tell you that I will do what I can to have the opportunity to be by her side again "

The morning before the world seemed a little lighter, you weren't so cold and although you never drank coffee, it was your choice for breakfast. It had been almost two months since your last relationship had ended, you were getting over it little by little in your own way, that included enough time for yourself and therapy, it had been almost two weeks since you spoke with Rose, after the small talk that her ex and you had, several pieces fell into place and you knew that staying away from the blonde girl would be the best thing you could do.

“Dear Rosie, I am so sorry I have avoided you these past few days, you have been nothing but a great friend and support to me. Right now what I need is time. A few days ago I was able to talk with a person who made me realize that working on myself is the best option. Thank you for all your time and love, please just put our friendship on hold for now, I promise to come back soon so I can offer you the friend you deserve to have.”

Rose had responded with a simple dot, and knowing that you now at least had one aspect of your life under control gave you the strength to get on with your to-do list.

You got rid of your ex's trash, the beers and the snacks, you cleaned the house and finally made the pantry, you returned to your work rhythm and your grades improved, you recovered your life little by little.

Today you feel ready, you would go out clubbing on your own, it wasn't the first time you did it but after a while the idea made you anxious. Everything was going well, you had found a good place at the bar even though you weren't drinking, the music was good and the atmosphere too, everything was going well until you saw Rose in the club, she was wearing the same dress as the night she was to your house, she looked beautiful as always.

“Is this seat taken?”

The little deja vu makes you laugh, you feel light and secure with Rose next to you, the cliche of being just the two of you even in a crowded room makes you want to hide your face behind your hands and giggle like a teenager.

The night had passed as you never stop seeing each other, you talk and laugh like you always did, the drinks started to appear and at some point you both were dancing on the dancefloor. The multicolored lights, the loud music, the little amount of alcohol in your system was enough for make you feel happily dizzy as much as Rose could

You don't know exactly how Rose and you end up sitting in a park at four a.m, you just were happy to be there with her, feeling the best you had been this past few weeks, it just felt right.

“Suzy told me about the little meeting you had” oh “ You aren't mad at me, right?”

“What? No, no, what are you talking about, Rosie?”

“It's just, you know… I didn't told you about me”

“Isn't like it's something you need to inform people, isn't a big deal either, nothing chance the way I feel about you”

“That night- Rosie started- I thought you were really beautiful, and it was kinda sad knowing you were there all alone. Back then when Suzy and I broke up for the first time, I didn't realize how awful and destructive the situacion was or could get until months passed and suddenly everything was about who could scream louder and one night we just reached our breaking point. She was wearing a night dress when we had our little chat about taking time and I couldn't handle the feeling that you probably felt the same way she did back then. And we started to be closer with each other and I finally had this feeling after months of what a healthy relationship must be… and then I just realized how much I like you. I'm not asking you something, just want to tell you”

When you were younger, you dated Kim Ji Hoo for two months. She was your classmate at the academy you used to go; one of the prettiest girl you have ever see at your short age, she was quit, taller than you, bigger than you, and older than you (just by a year) she treated you like a friend instead of someone younger, she always took care of you and when you held hands for the first time you knew you like Ji Hoo unnie.

Your gay crisis just last four months after searching for people who felt just like you, crying a bit and tell you mom about your feelings a lotta things did make sense and you felt lighter, but not ready to confess they way you felt just yet

One night after the academy Ji Hoo and you went for something to eat, you ended up kissing and your day one started at that moment. Your relationship just lasted five months after Ji Hoo had to occupy her time getting ready for college.

“I don't know if my feelings for you are romantic or not, Rosie, but I'm willing to find out, for me and us.”

Rose smiled big before hugging you, the little kiss on your head making you feel the happiest you've felt lately.

If you would like to buy me a coffee to be able to drink between my classes I would really appreciate it, thank you!

#blackpink reactions #rose scenarios #blackpink rose #music #fanfic #gxg fluff #gxg imagine #blackpink fanfic #rose #roseanne park

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halcyonwrld · 6 months

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— SATIN RIBBONS

PAIRING. Park Chaeyoung/Rosé x Reader

Your morning routine is simple, peaceful. A quiet moment away from the drivel in the real world that inevitably awaits you. All it takes is one incidental encounter with the princess and her hyper puppy for things to change completely. (2K)

NOWPLAYING. Amy - Alexandre Desplat

TAGS. royal!au, mutual pining but roseanne is an obvious dork, self-indulgent fluff, typical helpless dog owner shenanigans, ft. lisa as roseanne’s personal maid who definitely needs a break

There is no better view than this one here, you decide.

Spring mornings are calm, quiet, and soft in every way. Standing in the gazebo as you do every morning, you look out into the pink and violet sky.

Just beyond the castle, a thick fog muddles the outline of the surrounding walls. The sun is so orange it looks to be drawn by a child. That saffron orange light gives a soft, dreamlike glow to everything in its reach.

Petrichor permeates the cool air. Dew from lastnights downpour slinks from the trees, coming down like drizzle in the gentle winds. Cattails along the rivers edge sway. Though the geese scattered along it remain unperturbed, suspended in time.

(That ethereal, rich light falls upon them in such a way that makes you wish you’d been a painter instead of a florist, if only to immortalize this moment forever.)

All you can do is appreciate it for what it is.

Opening the pouch on your hip, you take a handful of the birdseed inside, and toss them out into the river. Used to this routine, hardly any of the geese startle, simply drifting closer to eat.

Might as well join them.

You split open a golden-crusted loaf and lather on a thin layer of melted butter, mouth already salivating just from looking at the platter before you.

Birdsong whistles overhead as you set down your cutlery on the empty side of the dish.

You toss a bit more seeds into the river. They dapple the shimmering water, creating ripples that look like fully bloomed roses.

You’re about to gather your things and take a seat when you hear noise from below the gazebo, moving fast. The source doesn’t take long at all to reveal themselves. Hank skips up the stairs with a few excited barks. The terrier is nothing but a white and brown blur charging toward you, nails clicking all the way.

You smile as he reaches your feet, wanting to lean down to pet the pup but deciding against it. You still have to eat, and you’d rather not have a mouth full of dog hairs… no matter how cute said dog is at the moment.

“Hello to you too,” you mutter fondly.

Hank yips enthusiastically in return, spinning himself dizzy around your feet.

A few of the geese startle at the ruckus, lifting off from the foot of the gazebo and settling back closer to the empty bridge.

You shush the canine nonsensically, only seeming to make his frenzy worse. His wet snout tickles your ankles. Searching. You shake your head in amusement when he seems to settle just enough to look up at you with those expectant, glittering eyes.

“Sit still, boy..”

Hank obliges without you needing to ask twice, though his tail thumping against the mahongany planks doesn’t quite seem to get the memo. The puppy stares up at you with big guileless eyes and a panting smile that tells you he's never had to beg for a thing in his life.

You give in with a long, dramatic sigh, and a defeated fine you win. You rip off a small chunk of sausage from your platter to share with the canine. “Spoiled little thing, aren’t you? Always causing trouble these days..”

Hank takes it gently between his crooked teeth, and it’s only after you’ve pulled away to eat some yourself do you realize you’re a part of the problem as much as anyone else. Spoiled mouths hardly ever feed themselves.

Hardwood creaks as someone else steps into the gazebo, causing you to turn.

You both pause as soon as you lock eyes, dumbstruck by each other’s presence.

Princess Roseanne.

The woman looks absolutely radiant in the morning sun. Light frames her soft edges. She’s like a walking daydream. Closer to angel, than mortal. Pink hair rollers wrapped in her blonde locks. Nose tinted pink. Satin bunched between her pale fingers to hold up the frills of her nightgown. Robe falling off of one of her sun-kissed shoulders.

You think you’d do anything she’d asked of you, if only to forever bask in the fond recognition that overcomes her face after her shock settles.

“Morning, your highness,” you greet, slightly bowing in courtesy.

Her smile falters. She gives you a look.

It takes you a moment to understand, but when you do, you immediately bow again in apology, face becoming far too hot for so early in the day. “Sorry sorry, still a habit.”

You straighten up and try again, “Good morning, Rosie. Lovely to see you out bright and early on such a beautiful day.”

Roseanne smiles, and just like that, all is forgiven. “It’s nice to see you too, petal.”

She finally takes in the scene. The full plate and mug on the railing, Hank sitting patiently at your feet, tongue lolling out of his mouth in a pant.

“Here he is… thought I’d heard him making a fuss over here! I’m so sorry about him, he has a frantic mind of his own in the mornings, I swear." She briefly bends to smooth down the wild fur around his eyes with an exasperated look, "One second he’s playing with the butterflies and next thing I know he’s halfway to the bridge…”

“He’s just lucky he’s as cute as his owner,” you say unthinkingly. There's little time to retract the statement because the moment Roseanne looks down —unable to hide behind the curtains of her hair like she tends to— you know you've said something right.

She turns away, but you catch the reddening apples of her cheeks before she can get too far. An overwhelming amount of fondness blooms across your chest.

You’re still biting back a smile when her stomach grumbles.

“Want to share?”

Roseanne looks over, still flustered from your last comment. You offer a good chunk of your loaf. The tension eases as she gives you a grateful smile.

Finally, you take a bite of your own food, buttery goodness melting on your tongue.

“So, have you—”

“Is this why—”

You both stop short, glancing at each other with secret smiles.

“You first,” she says, beating you to it.

You hum thoughtfully, picking up your mug filled to the brim with fresh spring water. “Have you eaten yet?”

“Ah, no.” She confirms your suspicions as you take a long swig, covering her mouth to speak around her bread. You give her a stern look, making her laugh. “Your concern is sweet, but I was planning to, swear! Hankie has been sick for the past few days and he finally wanted some fresh air, couldn’t pass up the opportunity, you know?”

“I see..” you murmur. “In any case, I’m glad he’s feeling better then. And please have a real meal after you’re back inside the castle. Picking berries off of my plate surely can't be fulfilling in any sense.”

Her blush deepens at being caught red-handed, but you just laugh, lightly bumping your shoulders together. “Now, your turn."

“Ah- this,” she gestures to your setup along the gazebo railing, a hint of mirth in her tone, “is why I’ve never seen you during breakfast? You’re out and about making friends with the local wildlife?”

You chuckle, shaking your head.

“Nothing like that, no. Just… another one of those habits I can’t seem to shake, I suppose you could say.” You look over the railing into the water. A few geese glide across the river in search of birdseed. “I don’t garden for the mere motivation of wage. Nature is just where I’ve always felt most at peace. And so, my days tend to be far more productive the sooner I can get outside and simply,,, take a moment to breathe.”

When you look over, Roseanne stares at you like you’ve just given the most interesting spiel in the entire universe, with that fond quirk to her lips.

You offer a nervous smile in return, “If I may ask… why the inquiry? Has someone asked for me?”

The princess looks away to tear off another chunk of her bread, meek as she is hopeful when she asks, “Does it count if I’m asking you now?”

You can’t help the way your smile widens, finding her madly endearing. “I suppose so, princess."

Roseanne doesn't quite fluster this time, but you swear you've never seen her face so red since the first time you introduced yourself to her.

(She'd kissed your knuckles like you were more than the head of gardening staff, said your dedication in the months you'd been serving had really shown… then minutes later she tumbled into a roseberry bush full of thorns. That was how you met Lisa, too, who couldn't hold her giggles when you retold the story while plucking the twigs out of her hair.)

Roseanne even opens her mouth to retort, but is stopped by a shrill voice in the distance.

It takes another few times for either of you to realize it’s nothing dangerous, and that they’re calling for the princess herself.

Who rubs the back of her nape with a sheepish smile, “Ah right, I’m not supposed to be out here quite yet..”

One look at her attire —feet bare and draped in delicates— and surely anyone could’ve guessed that.

You notice movement on the bridge.

Not even a few moments later, Roseanne’s name rings into the air, clearer than ever.

“I take it that’s your maiden?” you ask knowingly, failing to keep your laughter out of your words. Lisa has never been known for her subtlety.

Roseanne blanches, “Shoot.”

In a rush, she gathers up her satin drapes all over again, pink pins wobbling atop her head but no worse for wear when she stops abruptly in her departure, spinning to face you once more. “I won’t ask you to stifle away in the castle… but maybe, we could come back tomorrow?” she asks, smile shy, eyes glittering.

You open your mouth, but she cuts you off.

“If it's okay with you, of course,” she tacks on as an afterthought, genuine as ever for someone of her status. You tilt your head, as if there was ever really anything to think over. “I suppose I wouldn’t mind the company.”

Roseanne smiles as bright as the sun, blinding you with her beauty.

You're only pulled out of your daze by the clink of cultery, and you by the time you realize what she's doing, she's already got your empty mug and platter in hand.

You frown, stepping forward. "Oh no, I couldn't ask you to-"

She steps back. Brandishes another one of those disarming grins that makes your heart flutter. "Please, we're headed back to the castle anyway. No need for you to waste your energy on a second trip back over the bridge."

You sigh.

"Fine… but, next time I'll walk with you. Alright?"

Roseanne nods, smile seeming to widen if anything.

“Come on, boy, we have to go now." Hank perks up at the tone shift, happy to finally be addressed. “Say bye Hankie!"

Hank barks as if he really understands the princess, making you chuckle.

You wave them off, watching them leave the gazebo.

Roseanne meets her maiden halfway. Lisa promptly snags an arm around her shoulders, mouth running a mile a minute as she tells the princess off, equal parts exasperated as she is playful. Hank zips toward the bridge. You catch word about Roseanne’s lack of shoewear, her bundled hair, and… a patch of dandelions?

You can't make out much more as they get too far out. But you were sure you'd figure it out eventually, as it was literally your job to oversee all of the plant life around here.

Oh well, nothing to fuss over as of now.

You toss the last of your birdseed, and the geese are eager to reform back near you with Hank's ruckus. The princess and her maiden follow the cobblestone path back down the river. Their figures become smaller and smaller amongst the green grass and the pink, hazy sky.

Just a little before they reach the bridge, Roseanne looks back, and you both share one last secret smile.

#rosé x reader #gg x reader #blackpink x reader #blackpink imagines #gg imagines #idol x reader #kpop imagines #park chaeyoung x reader #kpop fanfic #blackpink fanfic #halcyonfics

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hyun0o · 4 months

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MASTERLIST

Hey, just starting. You guys can call me hyun or pang (female), I like hyun but call me what makes you comfortable. I want to make girl groups scenarios or one shots and most of them are just gonna be x female!Reader. Sorry for the guys out there (-=-'). But anyways if you ask kindly on what you want me to write then I'll give it time to make it . I hope you'll enjoy what I write. I allow smut and other things except for members that are under age. Please note that I'm not going to write a story if I'm not comfy with the members and please ask nicely so I can be comfortable with you reader. I'm filo as well so if u want a filo fic then don't be scared to ask (°=°).

GIRL GROUPS

AESPA

Yu Jimin (Karina)

The Train Ride To Our Paradise [Fluff]

Competition For You [!smut!]

White Bunny [FF] [!smut!]

Aeri Uchinaga (Giselle)

Bored [!smut!] (Request)

Kim Minjeong (Winter)

Competition For You [!smut!]

Ning Yi Zhou (Ningning)

Picnic [!smut!] (Request)

OT4

Nothing yet

BLACKPINK

Park Jisoo

Nothing yet

Kim Jennie

Her Favorite [!smut!]

Ride me [!smut!] (Request) (Coming soon)

White Bunny [FF] [!smut!]

Park Chaeyoung (Rosé)

Bath Time [!smut!] (Request) (Coming soon)

Lalisa Manobal (Lisa)

Nothing yet

OT4

Cutie [Fluff] (Request)

IVE

Kim gaeul

Nothing yet

An Yujin

Nothing yet

Kim Jiwon (Liz)

Nothing yet

Jang Wonyoung

Midnight Longing [Fluff]

White Bunny [FF] [!Smut!] (Coming soon)

Naoi Rei

Nothing yet

Lee Hyunseo (Leeseo) [!No Smut!]

Nothing yet

OT6

Nothing yet

LE SSERAFIM

Miyawaki Sakura

Nothing yet

Kim Chaewon

Nothing yet

Huh Yunjin

Nothing yet

Nakamura Kazuha

Practice Room [!smut!] (Request)

Jealous Girl [!smut!] (Request)

Kim Garam (?)

Nothing yet

Hong Eunchae [!No Smut!]

Nothing yet

OT5/6

Nothing yet

More groups to come(?)

REQUESTS:

[NOTE! only girl group members are allowed, no under age members, no m!Readers, no illegal things to the point I can go to jail for lol]

LE SSERAFIM

Kazuha

Practice room [Dom!Zuha x Fem!Reader] [SMUT]

Jealous girl [G!PZuha x Fem!Reader] [SMUT]

AESPA

Giselle

Bored [Gamer Giselle x Fem! Reader] [SMUT]

Ningning

Picnic [Ningning x Fem! Reader] [SMUT]

BLACKPINK

Jennie

Ride Me [Dom! JENNIE x fem! Reader] [SMUT] (Coming Soon)

Rosé

Bath Time [Dom!Roseanne x Sub! Female reader] (Coming Soon) [SMUT] [FLUFF]

OT4

Cutie [Blackpink x fem! Reader] [FLUFF]

#hyun #masterlist #Spotify #pang #Request

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.. her angel .. pairing. roseanne park/rosé x female reader genre. angst, fluff pov. second person (you, yours, yourself, etc.) synopsis. you’re a sick person, and you knew that, but when you met the love of your life, you started to change for the better. wc. 0.7k cw. serial killer!reader tw. cursing, mentions/brief descriptions of murder, mentions infidelity and breakup, reader loses mind, brief depiction of ‘snapping’ mentally, so much love tbh, kisses, pet names (‘baby’, ‘angel’) a/n. let’s pretend i’m not late with this birthday post 😻

You were mentally fucked up, a complete monster of a person. You had a whole life ahead of you, a future, why did you decide to take this route? It’s not like you weren’t smart, because you had street smarts and book smarts. It’s not like you were born into an unforgiving household, your family loved and cared for you in all the ways they could, you were their only child, after all, you were all they had.

Maybe that’s what put pressure on you. Pressure to be perfect, pressure to fit into their mold of what perfection seemed to be like, what their perfect child looked like. You weren’t anywhere near who they wanted you to be, in your mind, and this might have caused you to lose it all.

It also could be the heartbreak you experienced only a year before you snapped. You were in love with this boy, let’s call him “Minhyuk”. You had every ounce of appreciation for this boy, loved everything about him and didn’t waste any time in proving it to him as soon as the two of you started dating. Dating, yes, you two dated. It didn’t last for long, because he was soon caught sleeping with another woman. That was that. You ended things and both of you moved on. At least, you thought you did? Subconsciously, you might’ve been holding onto that, but were you really?

I mean, the first person you did kill was that whore your ex-boyfriend cheated on you with. But, that couldn’t have had anything to do with it, right?

Murder. Murder. Murder.

The only thing you thought, day in and day out. You were depressed, and killing made you feel alive again. Killing everyone in your path. You did it without even trying. Someone pissed you off? Dead. Someone upset you? Dead. Someone bumped into you on the crowded sidewalk when they had nowhere else to go? Dead.

You were insane, you knew that much. But it was only when you met her that you finally wanted to be different, to be normal.

You weren’t normal in the slightest, but she knew that. She loved you for that, she appreciated you for everything that you were. She saw your flaws, maybe not through a magnifying glass, but she saw them nonetheless. You were perfect in her eyes, the definition of perfection, for once in your life. She made you feel alive without causing pain, she made you drown out reality without shoving a knife through someone else’s head. She was your savior, she made you want to change.

“Would you love me if I changed?” you’d ask her, newly softened eyes staring up at her closed ones as your head rested between her legs, her warmth enveloping you.

“Changed, how?” she replied, not opening her eyes for even a second, gentle fingers running through your hair in a comforting manner, how she always did to allow you to let out a calmed sigh.

“I don’t know, what if I was just… different? Would you still love me?”

She finally looked down at you, eyes glossy with empathy, just like they always were. You could see the pain in them, everything she’s been through in her life was reflecting in her eyes, she has been burnt and her eyes were her third degree burns.

“I’ll love you forever, baby. No matter who you become, no matter who you are, no matter who you were, no matter what you’ve done, I will love you always.”

Once she would find out about what you’ve done, you would be so upset, scared she’d fear you. But she was just as accepting of you as she’d always been, her words always playing in your mind; “I will love you always”. That’s what constantly kept you going. Her love. That was your lifeline, she was your lifeline.

“I wanna kiss you until you make me forget how terrible of a person I am,” you slipped in a smile as you pulled away from her swollen lips, hours of kissing later and you’re still clung to her, lying on top of her on the bed you two share, fingers locked and tongues bickering delicately with oneselves.

“So kiss me until you forget, my angel,” she smiled in return, pulling you back down so your lips could relock in a passionate and loving kiss. She was your world, so for her, you’d be an angel.

#[ lele writes 🐝 ]#blackpink #rose #rosé #rosé blackpink #park chaeyoung #rosé x reader #blackpink rose #blackpink x reader #blackpink x you

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rosewould · 4 months

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siren

genre for entire series; dating show au, angst, smut, fluff, a touch of humor

genre; a touch of humor

warnings; mc will mention having had plastic surgery, future smut, insecurity, may be triggering for anyone who was ugly in high school or experienced being the "ugly one" in their friend group (I'm writing this to heal my own trauma, and bc I love single's inferno)

preface; this is going to be a very relaxed series with short parts and minimal to no editing. please don't pressure me about new parts for older fics (especially ones I didn't really intend to have a part two anyway) i've just decided that I'll get to them when I do.

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Going last is the best case scenario here. It gives you more time to think.

“Hiii! My name is Ning Yizhuo!” The woman with large round eyes waves both hands excitedly at the camera. You can’t tell if it’s the bright, large screen singing your eyes or her bright aura. She’s a cute type, and you’re pretty sure you’re already fucked.

“I’m twenty-one years old and I’m a college student! I’m in college, hoping to get my BArch degree soon!” She laughs in an attempt to undercut the genuine fatigue that slipped through. Cute and smart? Shit.

The woman who walks in front of the camera next is the utter opposite of Yizhuo in every way possible. From her blonde hair, her tan skin, to her sultry gaze.

“I’m Jeon Somi. I uh… I’m twenty-two. And um! I’m a model. I mostly shoot music videos, hip hop is my main genre so some people call me a video vixen.” This time the laugh isn’t to undercut anything, it’s to drive home her tone insinuating how silly that label is.

“But I do photoshoots sometimes. Mostly editorial and experimental shit. Not your average insta model.” She smirks, cementing her confidence. Confident and Sexy. Not for everyone, it’ll be fine.

“Hi, I’m Roseanne Park.” The Australian accent makes your ear perk up. “I graduated from a performing arts college with a bachelors in music. So now I mainly write and produce for other artists but hopefully I’ll release my own music some day.” She smiles slightly, pursing her lips. “Oh! And I’m twenty-six.”

She’s eloquent but not too flashy with how she speaks. She screams normal but not in a bad way. In a “girl next door” type of way. Fuck.

What did you expect? That they’d cast mediocre women? In a reality show meant for dating? When has that ever happened?

You exhale sharply, wiping your sweaty palms on your pants. Just get through one more and then do your own. Don’t overthink it. You hear the sound of heels clacking but give yourself another moment to collect yourself as you close your eyes.

Once you open them, you’re faced with that of an angel. Except not an angel, not a doll either because she’s natural. She’s believable. And dammit she’s effortless. Her features fit together perfectly, nothing hogging the spotlight. She turns to the side briefly and you catch a glimpse of her nose. As if she needed anything else, she has a perfect nose too. She’s elegant with a hint of innocence. She’s cute but with a tempting edge. There’s something about her eyes that tell a deeper story that any man lost in them can craft to their liking, pull them in deeper.

“Hi. I’m Jung Chaeyeon. I’m twenty-six and I’m a freelance model and actress.” She gives a captivating smile and walks off camera. Fuck.

Shit.

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i8rsie · 2 years

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cuddles with you

pairing; roseanne park x fem!reader

key; fluff. TRIGGER WARNING: mention of pills

summary; what the title says ;)

your soft snores were the only thing that could be heard in the warm room and a bedside lamp softly lighting it up. rosé was leaning against the headboard with one arm around your waist and the other one holding a book she was reading.

the girl checked the time on the clock right on the bedside on her left. 4 am. “great”, she mumbled. this wasn’t so uncommon for her: she had always struggled with imsomnia, but lately it had worsened. she had tried anything, even pills, but nothing seemed to work.

she sighed while closing the book and putting it on the bedside, until she felt you moving.

"baby?" you mumbled while you were trying to open your eyes, too tired from sleep.

"shh, go back to sleep baby" she cooed you softly, instantly turning off the lamp. she ran a hand through your hair and gently scratched your scalp with the tips of her fingers.

she knew how much you loved it, whenever she would treat you like you were the best thing in the entire world. because for her you were, you've always been her entire world, since the first time she laid her eyes on you.

you placed a leg on top of her hip, pressing your face in her chest and deeply inhaling her vanilla and strawberry scent, slowly lulling you.

"i love you" you murmured, drifting off to sleep.

"love you to the moon and back my love" she answered back with a smile on her lips and eyes full of love, placing a kiss on the top of your head and embracing you.

#blackpink x reader #rosé x reader #park chaeyoung x reader #rosé fluff

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mikithelibrarian · 2 years

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Guitar Lessons | Part Two

Fluff

Hello! I noticed Guitar Lessons was kind of popular so I decided to write a Part Two for it!

Now, before you read, I've been planning to write a multi-chapter imagine for Lisa, and another one for Jennie. Also, I'll try to make group reactions for both MAMAMOO and BLACKPINK. Finally, I want to try AU's for both groups too, so be prepared for future updates!

Finally, please do remember requests are open! I haven't received any...

Part One

You’ve dreaded the time in which you couldn’t date her yet. The entirety of two months passed with you just waiting for that outing she invited you to, while she continued assisting your guitar lessons, leaving a free hour just to talk and to tease you about what she had planned for your date, tempting you, making you impatient and wishing to be able to forward time to the actual day.

Finally, YG published Roseanne's solo project and with that came the promotions, first, they were national promotions across Korea but then, international promotions started and the first stop was L.A. As promised, she took you with her.

It wasn’t difficult to hide your true intentions. You were known to be close to all of BLACKPINK, and of course, even closer to Roseanne, so she took you there as “moral support”. It wasn’t all perfect though, there were the shippers and with the pictures of you walking in close proximity to the Australian idol conquered the Internet in the following hours, fueled even more by the fact that you weren’t an idol but a producer and that Rosé had talk marvelous things about you in her group and individual lives.

Now imagine what was currently happening when a fan snapped a picture of both of you walking through Venice beach, Roseanne attaching her arm with yours and smiling widely, looking at you as if you were the best treasure she could ever find in her life.

That made you nervous and, even if you tried to hide it, Roseanne managed to notice. Of course, you knew that dating an idol had consequences, this being just one of the nicest ones. Your face going around all the Internet and TV channels, Rosé losing fans by the minute, her promotions being greatly overshadowed by your ever-growing dating rumor…

“(Y/N)…?” Rosé took you out of your dreamland from across the table at her very expensive hotel room. “…Is something wrong?”

“No, I just got lost, I’ve had this idea for new music in my head since a few days back and I kinda…” She looked at you with confusion in her eyes, as if she didn’t believe you. “…I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be talking about work”

“No, it’s okay” She looked between you and the food she asked room service to bring. “I know it’s not the romantic dinner I talked about but with the rumors and all…”

“Don’t worry, I understand, people get crazy sometimes, right?” She nodded before looking into your eyes.

“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Of course” You immediately answered, noting a slight trace of sadness in her expression.

“It’s just that you’ve been weird since we returned, you didn’t even paid attention to the movie” You sighed, she knew, of course she knew. She knows you inside-out, there’s nothing you can hide from her, even if you did your best to lie.

“I’m sorry” So, you decided to be honest, after all, above being the woman you fell in love with, she is your best friend. “I’m just worried about this”

“About this?” You immediately saw her eyes reflecting a slight heartbreak.

“About this relationship bringing you down, overcomplicating your job, I don’t want to be a problem”

“You are not” She put her hand above yours. “You are all the contrary, you are the solution to all my problems” She inhaled deeply. “If people are mad that I finally found someone to share my victories and my losses, then let them”

“Roseanne, I…”

“Let me finish” You didn’t know if she was motivated by resolution or desperation, but you knew just by her tone that this was important to her, you were important to her. “We’ve passed through a lot more than this, we can get through this just as we have done with all of our past problems, the only difference is that now, if we lose this, we won’t get a second chance”

You knew she was right. If you surrendered to the pressure right now, you knew there wasn’t going to be a second chance; there’s no next comeback, or next concert, or next tour, there’s this only chance to capture what you want the most right now, but the risk to lose either way was just too-

“I like you” Roseanne blurted out while having her eyes closed, her hand was trembling, she was afraid, nervous, anxious, all because of you.

There’s too much risk, that’s for sure but, it’s way better to risk it than to never try it, that’s what got you into being a producer… “I like you too, a lot” You turned your hand and delicately took hers, caressing the back of her hand with your thumb.

The most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen drew on her lips, her eyes shone brightly, about to release a waterfall of happy tears.

Was it scary? Of course

Was it dangerous? Kind of.

Was it worth it?

“Rosie, would you be my girlfriend?”

“Yes… I’ll gladly be your girlfriend (Y/N)!”

Of course it’s worth it.

Because I was the only one she wanted,

Me, human as ordinary as you can get,

And I almost rejected the notion,

That my happiness was her only ambition,

All because I was afraid I couldn’t fulfill,

The place she put me in,

When I’ve already done it,

Ever since we met

#rose x reader #rosé x reader #blackpink rose #blackpink imagines #rosé imagines #rose imagines #kpop imagines #kpop #kpop fluff #fluff #kpop fluff imagines #park chaeyoung #roseanne park #chaeyoung imagines #gender neutral #gender neutral imagines #gender neutral reader #chaeyoung blackpink #blackpink

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slowlydifferentbluebird · 2 years

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Hi:) May I request a scenario where Rosé introduces her S/O during the Paris fashion week by bringing them along and being all lovey dovey around Paris♥️ thankss

A surprise in Paris

Blackpink scenario: Rosé introducing her S/O during the Paris fashion week

Requests are open

Hello Anon! Thank you for requesting, we love a dose of fluff Rosé in this house. I hope you enjoy it ❤️

Blackpink Rosé X GN!Reader

Genre: Fluff

In the K-pop world, the Fashion week could mean only one thing: all the most important faces and names of the industry leave Seoul to go for some days in the old Europe. And of course, your girlfriend, miss Roseanne Park was one of the Idol partecipating this year. Her destination was Paris, capital city of the France and of the fashion.

This year however would be different from the previous ones. She's was not there alone nor with her members. You were there as her official date, and, of course, life partner. The uniqueness about this fact was that only her closest friends and her family knew about you and your relationship.

In simple terms that was the official announcement of your engagement to the general public. And you were so nervous about that. You knew that in the past the fans never took well the news about their favourite idol being taken. So obviously you thought about the worst: millions of people hating on you for the simple fact of being in love.

Even now that you were in the limousine, your head was running wild. But you felt suddendly a weight on your shoulder: it was Rosé's head watching you with puppy eyes.

"Are you worried, my love?" she asked you with a soft tone of voice. It reminded you when your mother asked you if you were afraid your first day of school. The same sweetness coming from your girlfriend's words.

"Yes, Rosie. I'm very worried. What if your fans hate me? What if they start hating on you? What if your carre-" your rant was interrupted by a sudden kiss. The moment her lips left yours, your face was very flustered.

"Baby, if they hate on me, only because I found the love of my life, they are not true fans then. Just leave them be, they will get tired soon. Besides, if I have you next to me, I don't need anybody else".

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The words of Rosé were still lingering in your head. You were sat next to her while watching the runway. Around you a lot of famous people, who in another moment you would have beg to have a selfie with...but not in this moment. Your brain was still focused on Rosé's words and what happened next.

In fact the moment you put the foot on the red carpet, the silence has fallen. You bite your lips, anticipating the booing, but instead after few seconds people started cheering and clapping. You were astonished to say the least. The next half hour you blacked out, still incredulous about the positive reception you received.

The only thing you remember about those momento was the look Rosie gave to you. The look of a person who seems to say "I told you". The same look she's giving to you right now.

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That night you were walking hand in hand with your girlfriend, in the park near the Eiffel Tower. The atmosphere is so beautiful that it seems like a dream. And the same goes for Rosie. You saw her some hours ago in the dress made just for her and she looked like a goodess. Now instead she's back in her comfy clothes, and that's honestly your favorite look, because this is the way you know her. Just simple and pure like her soul.

The dark is yours alley, because it allows you to act like a normal couple, without the anxiety of being recognized. That's why you and her easily walk between a lot of tourists, acting all lovey-dovey.

You kiss her chipmunk cheeks, she giggles. She kisses your neck, you blush. You took photos of each other and together: the only moments in which her idol side come out.

And when you are exactly under the Eiffel Tower that your heart become even bigger. All the light lighting the face of Rosé, her eyes shining like she was a child, and maybe she is after all. You couldn't resist: you close the distance between you two and kiss her passionately. You don't know if it's the Paris' magic or what, but from that moment the Fashion week is more important than Christmas.

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