#my outfit was also really cool and I felt so confident

[angel-of-the-moons]

Hello Can you please do spidider verse characters also with a reader with anxiety were the spiders are hanging out with a friend alot and the readers anxiety kinda acts up (idk if thats what you call it.)?

A Quiet Moment In A Sea of Chaos

Spiderverse Characters and how they comfort their partner (Reader) that has an anxiety attack

(Including Eddie/Venom and Spider-Medic!)

A/N: This is all based off of various panic attacks I've suffered through, and different methods I use to help calm myself down from them.

Miguel O'Hara:

• You and Miguel were in the middle of a big company party at Alchemax, full of snobbish jerks who sneered at the dumbest comments and inside jokes.

You stood, holding onto Miguel's thick arm beneath his suit as he put on his best, fakest smile he could manage to plaster on his gorgeously plush lips, his sensitive eyes shielded behind his glasses. Sure he was odd for wearing the dark lenses indoors, but he was rich enough that nobody questioned it. And besides, it really put his whole outfit together.

He exuded physical prowess and success. And usually, just having him near you was enough to make you feel just as confident as he was in these sort of gatherings.

But right now? Right now you were freaking out. You bottled it all up inside, but all you could think about was wanting to shrink down, crawl into Miguel's suit pocket, and hide there for the rest of the night, to escape the stares and snickers of the other snobby party goers that settled into your skin like a horrible mist.

• Miguel took notice, his ear twitching as he heard your heart thud in your chest, so frightened like an animal wanting to escape a cage. He heard your breathing get shallow, weaker.

He excused the two of you from the droll conversation he had been sucked into so he could bring you out onto the balcony, hoping that the cool nighttime summer breeze would help ease your concerns.

He would bring you close, caging your smaller frame against his, crushing you in a tight hug, smothering you in the calming scent of his cologne and the very essence that is him.

Miguel your pet your back softly, whispering sweet things into your ear.

"Mi amor. It's okay. I'm here. I'm here. Just breathe." He would say to you.

"Your heart is pounding, sweetheart. I can hear it like a gunshot going off in my ear. I'm going to hold you as long as it takes, okay?"

You would nod, bunching the expensive fabric of his suit in your fingers as he talked you through your waves of anxiety, soothing and kissing away any nervous tears that spilled.

"That's mi vida." He would smile down at you warmly, his glasses automatically tinting so you could see his warm eyes clearly in the lower light out on the balcony.

His full lips quirked up in such a way your heart fluttered in an entirely different manner, the gaze he was giving you so soft and warm that it could break hearts of any caught in it.

It didn't break yours however. All it did was remind you that you were safe in the only shelter you had from the chaotic storm that was your own anxiety; whisking you away to a paradise where your fears could not harm you.

"I'm not going anywhere, love." He would say to you, his voice full of tenderness and love.

"Come on. I'll tell them something came up and we can go home." He would say to you. "If I have to hear one more word from that asshole McLenny, I'm going to hang myself anyways."

When you finally laughed, Miguel grinned.

Pavitr Prabhakar:

• You guys were hanging out in the cafeteria at Spider Society HQ, Hobie regaling you, Pavitr, and Jess with his most recent anarchistic victory over the Osborne of his universe.

You had been picking at the fabric of your suit hard as Hobie talked. You felt their eyes glued to you after a short time, feeling a nasty feeling roiling around in your gut, but you couldn't focus on it. All you could focus on was the floor, so shiny that it reflected the lights and images of your friends and boyfriend with such blinding clarity that it gave you a migraine and made your panic attack rise more violently.

You were so consumed by the feeling gnawing at your gut that you didn't notice when Pavitr told Jess and Hobie that he needed to get you out of there.

Hobie and Jess knew about your anxiety, and Jess, her maternal instincts flaring heavily to life, felt her protective nature surge forward as mama bear ushered Pavitr to get you out of there quicker.

• Pavitr frantically looked for a place to bring you, not stopping until he found an empty office room to sit you down in.

"Hey, hey, lovie." Pavitr cooed at you, kneeling in front of you as he pulled off his mask to meet your gaze.

The lenses of your mask made it difficult for him to see if you were looking at him, so he raised his hands to gently peel yours off your face.

"There's my love." He would smile at you softly upon seeing your face. The face he loved so much.

"Wanna sit in here til everything calms down? I can play a podcast for you on my phone!" He chirps proudly, his eyes sparkling like little gems.

You sniffle and smile, nodding silently in response.

Pavitr would sit lotus style on the floor, pulling you into his lap as he hummed and played the most relevant podcast he could find.

Once it started, he'd place his phone on the floor and rock slowly back and forth, letting you melt into his arms as the voices droned on from the speaker in his phone.

"That's it, lovie. Just breathe for me, huh? Can't have that gorgeous brain of yours pass out on me!"

Peter B Parker:

• You guys were at a party with some other parents. It was a get-together a young couple in your apartment building started for other first-time parents to tots and toddlers.

They decided to hold it at the community center down the street.

The amount of people talking to you in one crowded room, the kids squealing and laughing, toys slamming down, crying, the sounds of the chairs scraping on the floor had your pulse racing like a racehorse.

Peter B would feel it, the hair-raising feeling on the back of his neck as Mayday crashed her stuffed fish into the stuffed bear he had in his hand, babbling and cooing to him as she blew raspberries.

His Spidey senses were tingling hardcore as he picked up on your discomfort, watching how you practically slapped your own face and wiped downwards to ground yourself, to distract yourself from your anxiety as it bubbled up beneath your skin.

But it wasn't enough, there were just too many bodies around you, too many voices, too many noises.

You just.. Couldn't.

• Peter would quickly stand up, cradling Mayday against him as he moved towards you as fast as he could without tripping.

"Hey, honey..." He would say softly to you. "You okay?"

"No. I can't--I can't breathe." You croaked.

Even little Mayday seemed to pick up on your discomfort, as she so innocently held out her stuffed fishy to you, babbling in her baby talk as her big beautiful eyes met yours.

You sniffled and took the toy and held it against you as Peter walked you into the deserted kitchen to get you somewhere calmer. It wasn't much privacy, but it helped put you at ease.

It calmed you enough that you were able to take Mayday in your arms, burying your face in her ever-messy curls, breathing in the lingering scent of the baby shampoo in the bright red strands.

Peter meanwhile, rubbed your back and kissed your temple, Mayday content to snuggle into you and talk in a language only other babies seemed to understand.

Thanks to your lovely husband and darling baby, they were able to bring you out of your little bubble of fear and worry.

Peter looked at you with such a soft and loving gaze you felt your heart swell.

"Hey, that's my favorite human in the whole universe!"

Mayday frowned and stuck her chin out at him, her little lip wobbling in response.

"Okay, okay, one of my favorite humans in the whole universe!" He grinned, giving you both messy kisses on the cheek, rubbing his face into yours as he laughed.

"Why don't we go on home, and watch a nice little movie huh? Just the three of us."

You couldn't help but agree. It sounded like a nice, calm oasis. Perfect.

Hobie Brown:

• You and Hobie were sitting with his band after a successful gig, celebrating in the dressing room of the pub; knocking back some cold brews and eating some cheap takeout. Everyone was laughing and joking, loudly.

Hobie had been watching you out of the corner of his eye, like Peter B, his Spider senses telling him something you weren't voicing as you quietly sat, frosty glass in your hands as you stared into the yellowish, foamy brew.

You were busy tuning the world out, shutting everything down as sweat trickled down your back and all you could hear was the buzzing of the fluorescent lights above you; the edges of your vision started to blur as tunnel vision began to set in.

You didn't even notice when Hobie excused himself from the celebrations to gently tug you to your feet, holding your hand firmly in his as he walked you out into the alley behind the pub, the cool evening mist settling on your skin as you let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding.

• Hobie turned you around, bringing you to his chest as he leaned down, his mouth at the shell of your ear.

"Ey, luv. It's alright. Just breathe." He would say.

"I'm here, it's all right. Just breathe slowly, count your breaths, count your heart. Or better yet, count how many times you hear a car honk from some tosspot who don't know what they're doin', eh?"

He smiled when, even in your stupor, a thin laugh snaked out of you.

"That's it, baby. Want more jokes? I got plenty."

"Yes... please. Something to..."

"Ay, ay. Say no more. So, listen to this, right? A pastor and a cop walk into a pub..."

He would continue spitting out horrible joke after joke, even the raunchy ones that made you choke on your own spit. He would keep going until your body was shaking not from your anxiety attack, but your effort to contain your laughter.

When you finally admitted you were ready to go inside again, he smiled happily.

"Kay, luv. Let's continue on with our after-party, huh?"

Eddie/Venom:

• You guys were out at a new club that opened, it took a bit of coaxing on both Eddie and Venom's behalf to get you to leave your apartment and venture out into the night life, but they did it.

However, when they met up with Anne and her boyfriend, you felt the air shift. Being around Eddie's ex just felt so awkward and had your baby hairs standing up as your fingers nervously drummed on your thigh.

Yes, Anne and Eddie were on good terms, but ugh! Why couldn't your brain just shut up for five seconds? Anne didn't hate you, she genuinely enjoyed your company and was happy that Eddie and Venom found someone who could handle them both.

Hell, you'd go so far as to claim Anne probably considered you a friend.

Maybe it was being around her, or the fact your social anxiety couldn't handle the bass of the music, the crowds of dancing and weaving people combined with the loud atmosphere... But you buried your face in your arms as you leaned against the wall, your back to the throng of the crowd.

You could feel eyes on your back, you swore you could hear people talk about you, which only compounded the feelings that settled a heavy weight in your chest as you felt tears start to break free from the dam you tried to erect.

You jumped when you felt a hand slide to the small of your back, and turned to see Eddie, his thick eyebrows curved upwards in concern. You felt his hand slip under your back, and that's when you realized he'd grown claws, his grip was cooler as it touched your sweaty skin.

It was Venom, he was trying to comfort you too. In fact, he could feel something was wrong with you the whole night, straining his alien senses and tuning them to your body from within Eddie. He knew the moment you'd slipped away that something was wrong, and like a bloodhound, he helped Eddie sniff you out in the bustling crowd.

"Babe, you okay? Wanna go home?" Eddie would ask, leaning in to your ear as Venom stroked the skin of your back.

When you silently nodded, feeling a small sob bubble up from you, Eddie whipped out his phone, sending a frantic text to Anne about your condition.

'What are you waiting for? Go home! Seriously! Panic attacks are no joke, Eddie! Shoo!' Anne responded.

Eddie chuckled and shook his head, carefully picking the least crowded places to weave into to get you out of the club faster.

• Once outside, Eddie would sit you down on his bike, rubbing your shoulders in soothing motions as he leaned in, his mouth by your ear, talking you through your panic attack.

"Hey, babe... Do you want Vee to bond with you for a bit? To help even things out? I know you said you don't want to use him like a crutch, but he wants to help. He feels bad for helping talk you into this and not stop it sooner." He whispered.

You consent, and Eddie touches your hand, enough skin contact to let Venom covertly slink onto you, fusing beneath the pores in your skin to flow through your body.

Venom immediately sets himself to work, trying to even out the chemicals your brain was pumping out and filtering them with better ones, slowing your heart and breathing to better levels.

You knew Venom, doing this for you, would probably need to consume more chocolate or... well. Some criminal's brain to help him recover from this endeavor, later.

"Don't worry, little one." Venom's voice would purr inside your head. "It's a task I do gladly. And besides, at least you don't call me a parasite."

You giggle around a sniffle as your crying stops, and Eddie smiles at you.

"Let me guess--Vee is bitching because I call him a parasite, huh?" He snorts.

You nod and he laughs again, rubbing your arms once more. "C'mon babe, let's go. Wanna take the scenic route?"

Your watery smile makes his heart leap, and when you nod, he secures your helmet on you, buckling the chin straps before planting his on his head.

"Hmph. You don't need a helmet when you have me." Venom grunted.

When your arms slip around his waist, he feels the tension leave his body. Having Venom separate from him filled him with a sense of his own anxiety, or maybe his empathy was causing yours to bleed into him.

As the bike started up, you hear Venom's voice in your head again:

"Don't worry, little one. We will always be here for you."

(Bonus:)

Peter A Parker (Spider-Medic):

• It all started when you were in one of the exercise rooms in HQ, working on your forms and techniques as Peter A taught you how to fight like a soldier, like he was taught before he was shipped out to Vietnam, while Miguel practiced nearby, giving you pointers over his shoulder as he beat up the punching bag in front of him.

You weren't sure how it happened, maybe it was the adrenaline pumping through your system, or maybe it was the atmosphere around you, the sound of grunting, of weights dropping to the floor, the paf! Paf! Paf! of Miguel hitting his bag, or the overall stress of the last few missions finally collapsing onto your shoulders; but you fell to your knees, clutching your chest as you feel like your lungs were about to give out on you, a cold sweat beading on your brow.

Miguel could hear it, but he knew it wasn't his place to rush to your aid, instead he allowed Peter to do it. You were far closer and more comfortable with Peter, so you would be more likely to calm down with him instead of Miguel.

He was your boyfriend after all.

Peter had brought you into one of the closets where the spare weights were located, quickly sitting you down on the floor and kneeling in front of you, two of his fingers at the jumping vein in your neck, tracking your pulse.

• Being a veteran who saw hell on the battlefield, Peter was no stranger to panic attacks and anxiety thanks to his PTSD from his time in the trenches as a medic. So when his partner experienced them he came in clutch.

Peter would look at you, lowering his voice as he said soft, sweet things to you.

"Slow your breathing, sweetheart. Can you do that for me? Count down from ten. Then, I want you to count from fifteen to twenty-five. That's it. That's it, honey."

When that didn't work, he would bring you in close, resting his forehead against yours.

"Want me to tell you a story?"

He knew you liked hearing about his time as a medic, about the places he'd been. And he knew that you knew it was therapeutic for him to do it. He knew that you liked helping him.

You would nod, and he would cup his hands around your ears to ease the sounds from the outside world, speaking in a voice only you could hear.

When your heart and breathing finally got down to a level he deemed safe, he would kiss your cheek and whisper, "Come on. Let's get you to medical. You can take a nap in one of the suites to help relax."

"Can you stay with me?"

"Of course. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I left you alone after this?"

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[mouschiwrites]

hi i’m very sorry if this is out of pocket but i haven’t seen something like this — so i saw you’re willing to do hc’s for ninjago, so can you do like the ninja in pixel empire reacting to male/gn reader’s ingame outfit ??? for zane (+ pix if u want) it could be like a playon detective thing since they don’t go in the game

thanksies if you do do this (and if u can’t do all the ninja dw! just do the onesnu can / want!!)

Not out of pocket at all, my friend!! Still sorta testing the waters for writing Ninjago characters, so this was good practice! Also, I didn't include any physical descriptions bc I wanted y'all to be able to imagine you're wearing something you like :]

(for Zane and Pixal, we are just pretending they could go in the game shhhh)

Ninjago - Elemental Ninjas (+ Pixal) Reacting to Your Outfit in Prime Empire

Jay

With the help of one of the many "Jays," you eventually ended up in Jay's club

When he appeared on stage, he immediately noticed you

"Y/N!!!"

He leapt off the stage and ran over to you, stopping a few feet away so that he could look you over

"AAAH you look so cool!!!! And I thought my outfit was nice! Gah, I wish I had thought of something like that!"

You laughed, assuring him that his outfit was also very stylish

He ignored you, walking around you in a circle and fangirling over every little detail

You literally had to tell him to stop, he would not be quiet about how good your outfit was

Cole

You were looking yourself over, pretty satisfied with your choices of clothing

You noticed that you weren't the only one staring at your outfit

Cole was standing a little ways away

He was watching you intently, almost gaping at you

You felt your face heat up a little

Your satisfaction with your choices was suddenly waning

Feeling a little insecure, you asked:

"What?"

Cole just smiled, meeting your eyes with his own, filled with admiration

"Nothing. Just thinking of how lucky I am. And how good-lookin' you are."

You snorted, smiling back at him with your confidence restored

Kai

The first thing you heard when you stepped out into the open with your new outfit was a whistle

Worried for a second that it was some stranger being a creep, you whirled around ready to slap someone

But it was just Kai, watching you with his arms crossed as he leaned against a wall

"Nice threads."

You breathed a sigh of relief, making your way over to him to give him a light punch on the arm

He laughed, wrapping an arm around your shoulders

"No, seriously. You look super cool."

"Not so bad yourself."

He smirked, pressing a kiss to your cheek

Zane

Zane isn't really one for appearances; he doesn't really care what people look like

But he can still recognize when someone looks nice

Like you, when you emerged in your in-game outfit

You approached him with a proud grin on your face

You looked great, and it made him happy that you were confident

He gave a smile in return

It was one of his sweet, genuine smiles that you adored so much

He took both your hands in his as he said:

"I like your outfit. It suits you."

Lloyd

Lloyd was looking around, surveying the unfamiliar landscape

He was caught off guard when he noticed you walking towards him, wearing a rather flattering outfit

He felt his cheeks heat up instantly

He floundered when you stopped in front of him; his mind was totally blank

You raised an eyebrow, smirking as he stared

Realizing he was being rude, he fumbled to say something

"You, uh... You look nice."

He smiled awkwardly, hoping his face wasn't as red as it felt

You just chuckled, treasuring his reaction

Nya

Nya perked up as you approached her, already smiling at the mere sight of you

Her eyes widened when she noticed your outfit

She brought a hand to cup her cheek endearingly

She stared for a moment, cheeks turning rosy as she returned her gaze to your face

There was a twinkle in her eye as she said:

"Well, don't you look nice!"

She took your hand in hers as she showed you off to the others

"Guys, look at y/n! Don't they look cool?"

Pixal

Kind of like Zane, she doesn't care for appearances

She's more focused on functionality when it comes to clothing

So when you approach her in your new outfit, the first thing she does is overanalyze it

She walks around you in a circle, pointing and tugging at different parts

She's lowkey critiquing you 💀

"This will be good in allowing you to move freely. This part is too loose; it might get caught on something. You'll have to be careful."

She's doing it because she loves you, I promise

She just wants you to be as efficient and safe as you can be!

Thank you so much for reading, and thank you anon for the request!! I hope this was okay :)

(divider by saradika)

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago x reader #cole x reader #pixal x reader #kai x reader #kai smith #kai smith x reader #nya x reader #nya smith #nya smith x reader #cole brookstone #cole brookstone x reader #jay x reader #jay walker #jay walker x reader #zane julien #zane x reader #zane julien x reader #lloyd garmadon #lloyd garmadon x reader #lloyd x reader

[phefics]

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩: pre-fred weasley x reader 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.1k 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and george smoke on the astronomy tower, and discuss your apparently obvious crush on his twin brother. (series masterpost)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄.

It was a cool evening in June, only a few weeks left in the school year when you snuck out of your dormitory, accompanied by George Weasley, and snuck up to the Astronomy Tower.

As you sat on the balcony, looking out at the night sky, you felt so incredibly lucky that you had stumbled into the same train car as the Weasley twins on the Hogwarts Express. Ever since that day, you had been inseparable. While Fred had been Sorted into Slytherin, you and George had both been Sorted into Ravenclaw, giving the two of you more opportunities to spend time together. You loved the twins equally, just in different ways.

George was your best friend, your confidant. You had all your classes together, played Quidditch together, lived right down the hall from one another during school. And Fred…Well, it was complicated.

He was also a dear friend, a fellow Quidditch player, someone you trusted and enjoyed spending time with immensely. But he was also impossible to be around lately, with his teasing smirks and his broad shoulders and his effortless humor.

As you had grown up together, Fred had become more than a friend, in your eyes. And it was terrifying, ridiculous, and utterly inconvenient. You had spent so long being completely content with your friendship, and then, almost out of nowhere, you found yourself wondering what it would be like to kiss him.

Well, perhaps it wasn’t out of nowhere. Ever since you were young, Fred had always been right there. Making you laugh, hexing the boy who used to bully you in your third year, looking incredibly handsome in just about every outfit he wore, including his mother’s knitted Christmas sweaters.

As you sat with George, your mind swirled with those thoughts of Fred and how it would probably ruin your friendship with both twins if you ever pursued it, a joint burning between your fingers.

“You’re in love with him, aren’t you?” George asked, seemingly out of nowhere, his eyes not leaving the stars as he spoke, as if it were a casual question to pose.

You choked on the smoke in your lungs, hurriedly passing him the still-lit joint to avoid dropping it on the stone floor. It took a moment to regain your ability to breathe, the question having taken you off guard enough to send you spluttering. “What? Who are you even talking about?” you retorted, tone defensive.

“You know who,” George replied, finally turning to you, a knowing look on his face. “I mean, you aren’t very subtle about it, darling.”

Your cheeks flushed, and you avoided his gaze. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“It’s okay, y’know. I’m not jealous or anything. Remember when we ‘dated’ back in Second Year? No offense, but I didn’t exactly feel sparks the one and only time we kissed.”

Laughing, you felt yourself relax despite his little interrogation. “Really? You aren’t upset?”

“Not even a little. I think you guys would be a cute little couple,” he teased. “And you’ll still be my best friend, even if you’re shagging my brother.”

Your blush deepend, and you smacked his shoulder playfully for his crude words. You felt happiness for a moment before the feeling faded into anxiety. “I just…I don’t think he feels the same.”

George scoffed. “Look, Fred is a bit thick when it comes to girls. He doesn’t like talking about his feelings, even to me. But when he talks about you, I can see the way he lights up. He gets this stupid smile on his face…It’s actually quite gross, you know.”

He laughed, which made you laugh, too. Your head fell onto his shoulder, feeling solace in your best friend’s touch. The whole Weasley family was very affectionate, while you had grown up in a stiffer household, your grandmother was too busy comparing you and Neville to your parents to verbally praise you, let alone spare a hug when it was needed.

“Are you just saying that to make me feel better? Because false hope isn’t gonna be helpful in the long run,” you said.

George met your eye, an uncharacteristically serious look on his face. “Pinky promise, I’m not,” he said, holding out his hand.

You interlocked your pinky finger with his, relieved and hopeful that maybe, just maybe, this little crush could go somewhere.

“Just…Give him time to realize it. I can try to knock some sense into him, if you want.”

You snort. “I can’t believe you’re his voice of reason. No wonder you two get into so much trouble.”

George poked your ribs, a mock-offended gasp slipping from his mouth. “Rude! I got into Ravenclaw, I clearly must have some reasoning skills, otherwise we need to call up the Sorting Hat and tell it that it fucked up.”

You laugh, and finish the rest of the joint between you two before standing, ready to sneak back to the dorms. The Common Room door opened with the answer to a simple riddle, and the usually bustling space was empty and silent, a perk of the late night adventure.

“So, what am I supposed to do now?” you asked.

“Instead of not-so-secretly pining for him, why don’t you actually flirt?” George replied.

The idea of flirting with Fred felt unnatural, but you realized that the way you two acted already could be easily translated into flirtatious behavior; the teasing, the physical affection. It wouldn’t be weird for you to let your touch linger, or crack a joke about finding him attractive. Small steps wouldn’t immediately alert him to a change in your behavior, but might help him realize there was a spark forming. As usual, George had brilliant plans.

Before heading to your dorm, you turned back to give him a hug. “Thank you,” you whispered.

“Any time,” he replied, pressing a quick to your forehead before tiptoeing back to his own room.

In your bed, you thought over the conversation, feeling a whirlwind of emotions: First, embarrassment that you had been read so easily; but more importantly, hope and excitement at the idea that Fred could like you, want you the same way. What had once felt like an impossible fantasy now seemed much closer.

The school year was coming to a close, and you had already planned to spend part of your summer break at the Weasley’s home, which would give you more of an opportunity to spend time with Fred, and to explore what could become of your relationship.

It took some time for you to fall asleep, too giddy to relax, but you eventually settled and dreamt of freckled shoulders, hands in your hair, and hushed laughter.

#it's nice to have a friend #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley #fred weasley imagine #fred weasely x y/n #fred weasley fic #fred weasley series #ophelia's fics #harry potter #hp

[jhkfan123]

enchanted-tom blyth | ch. 5

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coffee. with tom. it has to mean something. he asked to "catch up" as if the two of you hadn't talked for hours last night. it was nerve-racking, this feeling. you didn't like it. this feeling that you hadn't felt in such a long time. this feeling that you had to thoroughly pick out your outfit for coffee with a man. this feeling that you had to look your best. your mother had taught you that if a man truly cared about you, he wouldn't mind if you showed up in a t-shirt, or sweats, or both for that matter. if you wanted to dress up, you dressed up for you. that's what she taught you. after giving yourself that silent pep-talk, you felt much more confident as you parked and walked to the coffee shop. the parking in la was brutal, so it was quite a walk to actually make it to the coffee counter. 

when you did, it was no shocker that tom was already there.  he greeted you warmly, getting up to pull out your chair. you made your way out of the line to the table he had held. when you sat down with him, you decided today was not about talking, and more about listening. earlier this morning, you had truly realized how much he asks the questions, and you just answer. today, you were going to ask the questions. 

"so, should we get some coffee?" you asked. he nodded, but stopped you before you could get up. 

"i'll go get it. besides, if we both leave this table, it will be taken in the blink of an eye." you chuckled, and a smile appeared on his face. "anyways, what's your order?" you smiled at his generosity.

"oat milk latte, please." you watched his face become surprised. 

"no way, that's my order!" he explained. you smiled up at him, as he was already standing up, preparing to get in line. "that's crazy. but yes, oat milk latte, coming right up." and he was off. he got into the extensive line, which allowed you time to think. while the coincidence of you two having the same drink was sweet,  and it put a smile on your face, it also got you thinking. this entire time he had asked you the questions. maybe you had more in common with him, but you just didn't know yet, because he hadn't talked about himself. this made it even more obvious that you had to start asking the questions. if you were going to make this work, you had to know him, like, truly know him.  you decided to open up your notes app, and open your 'conversation starters' doc. you had made it so long ago, but it turned out to be useful. they were funny, and really did spark conversation. you had made it in college with your dorm mates, who contributed most of them. 

looking at them, you decided one one that you thought would be good: 'whats the drunkest you've ever been?' you glanced up again, seeing that tom was almost at the front. you adjusted your hair and scrolled on instagram until he finally got back to the table. 

"this better be the best coffee i've ever had for that wait." he said, as he plopped your drink down in front of you. you took a sip of it immediately, burning your tongue.

"ow!" you winced. you saw him get very concerned. 

"what? what?" he looked around. 

"i burned my tongue, dude." you responded. you could not feel your tongue at this point. you aren't sure why you decided to take a drink of the freshly brewed hot coffee, but then again, you weren't totally focused on the coffee. 

"yeah, why did you take a sip when it was just made three seconds ago? also, good to know. i'll let that sit for a while." he placed his cup down on his side. 

"shut up." you responded. you opened the lid to your coffee slightly, so that it would cool any faster. "anyways, i have this list of conversation starters and i've decided to test one out on you." you declared. he seemed to straighten his posture. 

"i feel like i should be scared, but go ahead." he cleared his throat and focused. 

"ok, the first one is: what's the drunkest you've ever been?" you asked. he ponded on it for a moment, most likely recalling all the parties and afterparties he'd been too. 

"ok, so there was this party when i was at college, and i swear the only thing i can tell you about it, was that police did in fact show up, and that's all i can remember, if you understand where I'm going." he answered. you laughed quietly. now it was your turn. your college years weren't really full of 'ragers'. besides, at that point you were multitasking college and an acting career. you really only had graduated two years ago. 

"let me see. the most drunk i've ever been...." you continued to think, and then tom suggested an idea. 

"the afterparty? at the la premier? from the looks of it, that was the drunkest you had ever been." he laughed at himself. but he was right, you weren't prone to passing out. you nodded. 

"that sounds about right." 

"i mean, when you passed out, no one could get you up. I mean, the party ended at like two in the morning, and you still weren't up again. rachel had already left, i was with josh, and we were just like 'what do we even do with you.' we tried to wake you up so you could uber home or something, but you were out." he kept explaining the details of what had gone on that night. people throwing up, the details of the karaoke, and everything you missed, which really was a shame. the party sounded really fun. 

"oh, so you and josh had a part in me waking up in a completely different vicinity than where i started out." you joked. he looked down into his lap, and smiled. 

"i would say i had more than just a part." he said, much quieter, and kind of to himself. 

"what do you mean?" you attempted to clarify. he looked up again, thought for a moment, and slouched back again. 

"who do you think managed to get you all the way home?" he said, a smile still on his face. you felt sick. you couldn't tell if it was a good feeling or a bad one. this man had gotten you into his car somehow, drove to your hotel, managed to find your room key, get you inside, lay you down on the couch, and provide food and water for you? it made you feel so, you weren't sure. no normal person would do that, but a friend would, but a lover would. which is why you couldn't decide what he intended by that. any ride or die friend would do that for you, but is that what you were? no, no it had to be the other option, but you weren't sure. and you definitely did not want to assume one or the other.

"are you joking? that was all..?" 

"yep. someone had to do it. also, you are surprisingly light." oh god. you felt like you were going to throw up. the butterflies in your stomach were worse than ever. 

"are you telling me that you carried me all the way to your car, then to my hotel room?"  you weren't sure what was even going on right now. it was so strange how much he had done for you, yet had barely ever dropped any hints. it was the cutest thing you had ever seen, but you felt insecure in deciding whether or not to assume he liked you, due to the lack of hints. 

you had never felt this mixed in your life. tom nodded in response to your question. 

"i can't believe this. um,  thank you. so much. i don't think anyone else at that party would have done that for me. " you decided to make sure he knew how you felt. 

"yeah. no one else had, like i said. it was me and josh. most people had gone home already." he confirmed. "speaking of parties, i am throwing one in a few days, and i want you there. I'm inviting some people that i think you will like. but just be warned that it's not going to be as formal as rachels." he asked. you didn't want to seem too excited, but you definitely said yes to fast. he then confirmed your invite. 

"so, is rachel going then?" you asked. he had brought up rachel's party, so it seemed appropriate  to ask. to your surprise, he shook his head. 

"no, its not really her thing. just you." he stated. jesus. 

"oh, ok. well, how do you know its my thing?" you made the snarky comment with joking intentions. he smiled.

"i guess we will just have to see." 

#tom blyth #jhkfan123 #hollywood #fame #coriolanus snow #hunger games #rachel zegler #tom blyth x you #tom blyth x reader #tom blyth imagine #tom blyth fanfiction #hungergames #coriolanussnow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus x you #tbosas #coryo

[akiitos]

summary: project sekai boys confessing that they like u!!! ☆

(gn!reader, contains toya, akito, rui, and tsukasa!)

;; hcs, then a short story

☆ Akito shinonome -

• ena and an kept on teasing him about how he had a crush on you

• lol he did but he was in denial

• also spent like a full 3 mins alone in his room thinking about a cool way he could say it without embarrassing himself

• an suggests at a nice cafe, and akito thinks its too much

• ena insisted on helping akito, and suggested to meet you after school or saying it over text

• decided on texting you after school before you left to meet him in front of the school

• ena was TOTALLY not behind a tree or something like that

• he was nervous but he wanted to look cool for you so he tried keeping eye contact

• mission failed, he looked obviously nervous that it was funny

• "i like you, y/n. i'd rather not make an excuse to hide my feelings anymore, it's getting annoying" was probably something akito said ngl

the bell had just rung, and you grabbed your school bag and put it on. sighing with exhaustion, you grab your phone and see that you had just gotten a text from Akito, a friend of yours. he's a cool guy, and he's pretty, you had to admit. which embarrassingly, you had to admit, you started developing a crush on him. clicking the chat, you saw that he wanted to meet you in front of the school. curious, you agreed and said that you'd be there in a couple minutes. jogging down the stairs, you managed to make it right when he did! with a confused face, you ask, "oh, hey akito. what did you need to talk about?" he blushes while coughing and begins to put his hands in his pocket. you couldve sworn you saw someone give him a thumbs up from behind a tree, but maybe it was just your imagination. with a serious face, he says, "i like you, y/n." you feel as if everything around you has froze, and its just you both in the world. blushing, you look at him in the eyes, his cheeks a fuming red color.

what if he was pranking you? you didnt wanna embarrass yourself. you both stay silent until akito coughs awkwardly, and apologizes. "i don't really care if you don't feel the same way.. i just had to get these.. uh, feelings off my chest! so sorry," so, he was actually telling the genuine truth? with a smile, you laugh a little, causing him to deadpan. "i like you aswell, akito!" you say while putting your hands in your pocket. he looks suprised, honestly, he didn't expect you to feel the same way. with a short smile, he chuckles, "i'm glad. well then, would you like to go out sometime?"

♡ Toya Aoyagi -

• he probably didnt even realize he liked you at first until his other fellow group members pointed it out

• thats when he started thinking if he liked you or not

• yep he ended up liking you in the end

• wasnt unsure if you liked him back, and he didnt wanna risk ruining your guys' friendship

• that was until he overheard you and an talking about how you liked him

• thats when he started getting more confident in his feelings

• he felt pretty confident in confessing, but he was pretty inexperienced

• sort of nervous ig?? like 3/10 nervousness? he was only nervous bc he didnt wanna ruin his confession

• an knew that both of you guys had a crush on eachother, and insisted on being a wingwomann

• an suggested inviting you to the park or something casual

• he ended up asking you if you wanted to hangout at an arcade

it was a boring saturday for you. no plans at all, that was, until toya asked if you wanted to hangout at an arcade. answering the text almost immidientally, you replied with a yes. excitedly, you got ready, putting on some nice outfit that you found in your closet. you thought that maybe, just maybe, today would be the day that you'd tell him that you liked him. but, what if he didn't like you back? numerous thoughts roamed your mind. before you knew it, you were already out the door and walking to the arcade that was nearby. hearing a distant, "hey!", you look and see that its toya. with a smile, you wave and run over to him.

he patted your head as you both entered the arcade, ready to play as much games as you both could. but, toya being the toya he is, he planned this whole thing from top to bottom. stating that he'd first play a couple of games with you, and stop to take a break, then play more games, buy you the most expensive prize, and give it to you before you leave while confessing. with proud smiles, you both went around the arcade, playing games that you both thought was fun, practically draining each game from their tickets! after an hour or so has passed, he suggested on taking a break, on which you agreed to. he looked at the prize booth and realized that he had enough tickets to buy a certain prize he thought you'd like. excusing himself from you, he secretly bought the pair of headphones, that were your favorite color. after he bought it, he hid it in his bag and came back to you. both of you excited, you both continued playing more games until you both had to go. right as you were out the door, he followed after you, patting your shoulder. you turned around, and asked what the matter was, until he brought something out of his bag.

with a blushing face, you thanked him endlessly and hugged him. he patted your back and smiled. suddenly, he said, "i like you a lot, y/n. would you like to my s/o?" with a shy, yet certain smile. you were shocked, but nodded eagerly. maybe this weekend wasn't gonna be so bad after all.

☆ Tsukasa Tenma -

• he knew for a fact that he liked you when he got to know you better

• nene kept on telling tsukasa that he liked you, in which he just stayed silent in response

• he was very excited whenever you both were alone together, and was usually hyper

• honestly saki caught on when he kept on talking about you

• even saki teased him about how much he talks abour you, in which he denies

• he wanted the confession to be unforgettable, yet special to both you and him

• he was kinda nervous, but acted like he knew what he was doing

• he had NO idea what he was doing but (somehow) managed to pull it off??? like???? ????? what

• he probably took you to pheonix wonderland and casually, yet proudly, told him that he liked you

• was probably cocky about it too /hj

it was a sunny day, and you sat on one od the chairs watching wonderlandsxshowtime preform. you were friends with one of the actors, tsukasa, and you had a crush on him the first time you saw him. secretly, he did aswell. families sat in the audience waiting for the curtains to open, and that happened. the curtains opened, revealing the four actors. but, your eyes were glued onto the sunset-haired boy before you.

with a smile, you watched the play. the play was about a boy who fell in love with a friend, but the boy was unsure if his friend liked him aswell. the plot, was relatable to the situation you were in, so you watched, with a fascinated expression planted on your face. you thought, that maybe this play would give you advice on how you could someday, confess your growing feelings to tsukasa. but before you knew it, the play was already over. the audience, was clapping as the chairs slowly emptied out once again, leaving you alone. you got up and ran over to the back of the stage and congratulated the group about their performances. the group members all started leaving, but tsukasa stayed with you. the sun was setting, and you never realized how pretty he looked under the setting sun, the sun shining on his golden hair, lighting him. it felt perfect, both of you alone. he stated that you were his own special 'lucky charm'

as you both were lost in thought, he laughed a little. you smiled and realized that it was getting late. as he started walking away, he stopped and turned back to look at you. you were pretty confused, really. that was, until he said, "oh yeah, thank you for coming here, y/n. i like you a lot!"

♡ Kamishiro Rui -

• bros just head over hills for you atp, no joke

• you both met when you guys were kids, and he was happy that you havent left him, even now that you guys are older.

• both of your parents teased you both about how you reminded them of an old married couple

• he probably acts like he doesnt like you so he doesnt seem weird

• he OBVIOUSLY likes you 😭

• he isnt that nervous about confessing, he just doesnt want it to turn out badly

• he's pretty observant, so he would probably find out that you both share the same feelings

• he defo ended up making the first move lol

• he probably teased you SOO much during his confession too

• summary: he's a tease

it was late at night, and you couldn't fall asleep. luckily for you, it wasn't a school night. you were pretty bored, and you wanted someone to talk to. knowing rui, he'd probably be up at this time doing something with his robots that he has.. so, you get our your phone and dial in his number, waiting for him to answer. speaking of the devil, he just did. "y/n? you're still awake at this time? what's the matter?" he asks with a worried tone. "no, it's nothing! i just can't fall asleep, that's all." you say in a slight whisper. he quietly hums in response. "well then, we could talk the night away if thats what you want! i could even turn on my camera if you want, hehe" he insists with a sly voice. you agree as both of you guys turn on youe camera.

the bright light illuminating in your dark room, showed his messy room, filled with endless inventions he could come up with. the night wasn't as boring now, and you both talked about any subject that came up to both of your minds. like how your days went, favorite stuff, and stuff you hate. even simple what-if questions. that was, until he suddenly asked, "hey y/n, what if i liked you? then what?" you blush a little, and think. then what? you did like him, so you wouldn't really mind. you hesitantly respond with, "i don't really know. i wouldn't mind though" he looks a little suprised and chuckles.

"well then, i like you, y/n. care to go out with me?"

authors note: DANG long post with rui and toya????????? wowooeoeoeee!!!!

#project sekai #project sekai x reader #prsk #tsukasa tenma x reader #akito shinonome x reader #rui kamishiro x reader #toya aoyagi x reader

[crabonfire]

heya! could u do scout (or all the mercs if you can) x gyaru!reader hcs :o? like everyone suspects [merc] to have a badass s/o cuz their also so badass but in reality their all glammed up and lookin like their goin to a beach party 😭 thanks! and if you don’t want to do the req/can’t do it no problem! ^_^

Scout's Gyaru! Partner!!

character: scout (mercs are barely involved)

note: this cute asf I had to do it lol 😭

The other mercs are involved a bit

I made the S/O super cheery and a little aggresive but that's just cause idk I think its funny LOL

Gender ain't specified but they act more femininely!! love me feminine ppl 😚

warnings: none

♡Scout♡

• Ever since Scout started to date you, from the way he described you as "Cool, confident and badass" they expected somebody who actually fit the description.

• The men didn't care about it at first. He'd babble on about you randomly in conversation, and automatically, they'd groan and try to change the topic.

• And from the way he'd always do what you told him when you two called over the phone, they assumed you were somebody stricter than he was.

• So they were a little shocked to find somebody with dashing makeup, long painted acrylics with the most glamorous, pastel colored outfit they've ever seen. Your hair was dyed brightly in certain areas, you carried a purse embedded with pearls and cute pins...you were the OPPOSITE of what they were thinking of.

"Oh! Are you Engineer? Jeremy's told me all about you!"

"...Yes-"

"About Jeremy, have you seen him? He was supposed to come with me to a party but he totally ditched on me and he won't answer my calls. The asshole he is."

"Well-"

"OH! I haven't introduced myself, I'm [S/O]! Sorry, that was really rude of me."

He paused, cracking up an awkward smile.

"I could tell."

"Haha, yeah, anyway, have you seen him? He's such a dick for leaving me like that."

"He's in the training grounds with the others, I'll take you there, sweetheart."

"Aw, you're so nice. Thanks!"

He smirked, walking you over the base. How did you find the base? He doesn't know. Does he want to see Scout get yelled at? Yea.

♡♡♡

• "Jeremy what the hell?! You left me out there alone you dick. So fuckin' rude, and you didn't answer my calls..."

"OW- I TOLD YOU IM SORRY-" He winces, rubbing over the area you hit his head at. "I was busy..."

"Busy with what? Being a little bitch?"

• The mercs who watched from afar snickered, he gave you a frown and you retorted your insult.

"I'm sorry, you know I don't mean it babe."

"Yeah yeah, and I'm sorry for not telling you anything. I was busy, and I left my phone in my room."

"Okayyyy, I won't yell at you anymore. I came to ask if you wanted to go to the beach this week? I got this super cute beach set and like, we could take cute pics together. It'd be sooo fun!"

"Hell yeah, people will see my muscles and stuff."

• You chuckled, "Yeah! Your strong muscles, and we'll both look so cute together."

He smiled at that, then he looked you up and down.

"I never got a good look of you, but damn...you look real cute today." He muttered, "Are these new?" He said as took your hand in his, admiring the colored nails with their cute accessories.

You grinned brightly, "Yeah! I'm so glad you noticed." He felt himself melt, "They're nice. I like the colors."

• He was always so enamored by you. You were so energetic, so confident...you always wore whatever you wanted and did whatever you wanted because you never cared, and best of all you had the cutest fashion sense.

"I like how you did your make up today."

"Your hairs nice. It must've taken a while, yea?"

He started to comment on your outfit, telling you how cute you looked, making you chuckle and blush at his corny remarks. You two went quiet, and honestly, it was a new sight for these mercenaries.

• They'd never seen him so quiet, so enchanted by somebody before. Where he actually stops talking for once, and just looks at you with such love.

They almost don't believe it, Scout...BEING ROMANTIC? ain't no way.

"Wow, He's actually shutting up?" Medic says, "Pinch me, I'm dreaming." Sniper replied, making everybody crack a smile. They kept watching as you leaned down to give him a kiss, pulling back with the softest gaze they've ever seen on anybody.

"HEY! NO ROMANCE ON THE BATTLEFIELD!" Soldier screamed, making them both flinch and turn to their direction. "HEY HEY, WHERES THE PRIVACY AT? Fuckin perverts." He stands up from his bench, walking over with you outside as you chuckle in reply. He sticks his tounge out at them mockingly, as if saying "Your just jealous" before he does.

• Spy rolls his eyes, but there's a slight smile on his face. His son has found somebody good, somebody he can be happy with, even though they weren't somebody he expected. He's happy for him.

♡♡♡

I would've added more merc content for this but I liked how I wrote scout,, he loves ur fashion sense babe omggg

Honestly i miss writing scout, he's a big reason I'm really into tf2 in general haha.

#tf2 #tf2 x reader #tf2 headcanons #tf2 scout #tf2 scout x reader #scout tf2 x reader #scout tf2 #tf2 pyro #tf2 soldier #tf2 demoman #tf2 demo #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 engie #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy

[megantheestallion-ismypresident]

She's evil, pt 2.

Y/n and Ethan's plan has been going smoothly, Y/n Ethan form a very unique loving connection towards each other, But Y/n and Ethan had to keep their relationship on the low so no one could suspect there Ghostface. Y/n and Ethan had sex and alot of it. Y/n had never had someone make her felt like this before. It kept Y/n's adrenaline pumping.

Y/n loved how much attention Ethan gave her it made her feel special but also powerful. Y/n was very observant of alot of things which no one really notice, no one can tell she was on to something because of her popularity status on campus. Y/n had to urge to kill everyone since she moved to New York. She was hot and popular she had everything she wanted.

Y/n joined cheerleading which had more guys and girls attracted to her, but one that kinda stood out to her was Chad meeks. Y/n knew he had a crush on her and Ethan sees it as well, which made him mad.

Chad had always liked Y/n since the moment he saw her. Chad would talk about Y/n non stop to Ethan. Ethan had the urges to grab a knife and slit his throat for talking about Y/n. But, Y/n told him she didn't like him like that and he could be useful towards their little plan.

Y/n was walking Chad since he wanted to protect her from creeps and weirdo roaming the streets at night. Chad and Y/n became really close friends but Chad really wanted to be something more than that to Y/n. Chad liked seeing her in her cheer outfits and cheering on the team. He thought you looked so cute in that outfit.

He made the first move on talking to Y/n after the game. He was very confident and cocky. Y/n really didn't see him in a romantic way, he was a himbo that lacked educational skill besides fucking and partying.... but Y/n did think he was attractive. Chad and Y/n's relationship was very flirtatious... that even the group think there was something going on. Y/n was very good at acting, and Y/n put on a really good show.

" So how do you like New york?" Chad said as he made the first conversation.

" it's alright, I like seeing the view of it of my apartment balcony." Y/n said looking at Chad who was invested on what Y/n had to say.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool but there's something I want to ask you, Y/n." Chad said as they both stopped walking as he looked at Y/n.

" I like you, I really do and I was wondering if you wanted to go to this frat party with me?" Chad said as he looks at Y/n for sudden rejection.

"Sure." Y/n said which caught Chad my surprise.

" Really? Ok great." Chad smiles at Y/n as Y/n smiles back at him. Chad walked Y/n to her apartment as they were going to say 'bye' to each other. As Y/n made it inside her apartment she was thinking of what costume she was gonna wear for this frat costume party. Ethan told her she was gonna be this knight. Until it hit her she gonna go as a sexy nurse Y/n ordered the nurse costume online and it was perfect to attract Chad but also Ethan.

The next day, today is the party. She called a lyft and the driver was to focused on Y/n but he had a job to do. As Y/n made it to the party she saw a shit ton of people at this party,some eyes were all on her looking at her body. "Y/n you made it!" Tara said as she came over and hugs Y/n as Y/n hugs her back seeing Ethan watching her.

"Yeah I'm super glad I'm here, Chad actually told me to come here so I couldn't say 'no' to the offer." Y/n said looking at Tara.

" Hey, Y/n can I tell you something about chad?" Tara said looking at Y/n

'God can this girl leave me alone' Y/n thought to herself.

"Yeah sure what's going on?" Y/n said wanting to slit Tara's throat and walk away.

"I know me and chad broke up but I still miss him and want be with him again, I think he's secretly seeing someone, which makes me jealous but upset." Tara said sadly

Y/n wanted to smirk so badly infront of Tara's face. Y/n was the one who chad was seeing. Chad was secretly chatting and flirting with you on the phone after him and Tara broke up.

"Maybe you should find somebody new or focus on yourself." Y/n said looking at Chad who was looking at Y/n.

" But I don't wanna loose him, I actually like-." Tara said but Y/n cut her off.

"Look Tara, you guys aren't getting married, if he's not good for you he's just not good for you." Y/n said in a condescending tone but Tara didn't catch her tone since she thought Y/n was being genuine and nice.

" I guess you're right." Tara said as she looks back at Chad who was playing beer pong.

" I know I'm right, I'm always am." Y/n thought to herself as she smiles micheviosly at Tara but Tara didn't notice since she was to busy staring at Chad.

" how about you find someone, how about him he's cute." Y/n said pointing at a random guy.

" I mean I guess, thanks for the talk Y/n, you're so nice." Tara smiles as she leaves.

Y/n rolled her eyes walking away going to the kitchen to grab a drink. Some random dude came up to Y/n wanting to talk to her making Y/n want to grab his head and smash it in the kitchen sink.

"Hey, I'm alex." He said as he smiles at Y/n who rolls her eyes really wishing she had a knife and stabbed him repeatedly.

'Not interested." Y/n said quickly as she continues to drink, Y/n was to busy watching Tara who was talking to this who looked like who wanted to take advantage of her... which gave her more time to seduce Chad later.

Chad was dancing and talking with Ethan, Chad was trying to set Ethan up with some girls in the party.

"Hey, can I tell you something, man?" Chad said looking at Ethan.

"I like, Y/n and I want to ask her out do you think is should ask her out?" Chad asked Ethan, Ethan wanted stab him until he couldn't breath.

"I thought you were with tara?" Ethan questions

"We broke up, I just think we weren't meant for each other, and after when we broke up I've been secretly texting and seeing Y/n." Chad admitted making Ethan want to squeeze his red solo cup in anger.

"You know what I'm gonna go do it, I'm gonna ask her out. Great talk ethan." Chad said as he leaves Ethan all alone.

Alex was trying to shoot his shot with Y/n but Y/n wasn't interested and just wanted to chop his tongue off.

"Hey, dickhead the girls not interested." Chad said he makes it to the kitchen wrapping his arms around Y/n.

Alex just scoffs and leaves the kitchen leaving only Chad and Y/n.

"You know you didn't have to defend me, I'm a big girl I can handle myself, chad." Y/n said smirking at Chad.

"Oh, please that guy wanted to stick his dick in you and use you for your popularity status." Chad said as rolls his eyes looking at Y/n.

"You look incredibly hot tonight, love this outfit." Chad said coming closer to Y/n whispering in her ear as he kisses her neck making Y/n bite her lip... her plan was working.

"I can say the same about you, the is cowboy outfit is incredibly sexy." Y/n bite her lips seductively making Chad go crazy for her.

"You know we can go somewhere privately, you know and... talk." Chad smirks knowing what he intended.

Y/n smirks as he caresses his abs as she sees the tent in his pant making her giggle. "I would love to." Y/n grabs Chad's hand leading him upstairs, Y/n sees as she winks at him but Ethan was angry since his girlfriend was sleeping with his roommate.. but Y/n reassures him it's just for plan.

As Y/n led Chad to a empty room Chad kisses Y/n as his large hands cupping your ass making you moan through the kiss as he suddenly picks you up placing you on top of a dresser.

"Fuck, your so sexy." Chad breathed in your ear, making you soak through your panties. " I know, baby " Y/n said confidently as she smirks at Chad before kissing him. Chad backs up from Y/n slipping off his jeans dropping to the floor. As he takes your heels off as he was to busy on your legs. He started softly kissing your legs but his kisses started to get more hungrier. Y/n was smirking to herself as she had Chad wrapped around her little finger. Chad bit your stocking hearing the fabric rip off of you. Chad picks you up from the dresser placing you on the bed.

"I wanna fuck you till you scream my name, princess." Chad muttered to himself lost in you like you were a goddess. Y/n started to take off the top part of the nurse costume showing her boobs, which made Chad kissing and suck on your tits passionately.

Chad was going to kiss you but you stopped him as you pless your foot on his crotch stopping him as you palm him through his boxers. Chad groan from you touching his cock begging it for you to touch it.

"Aww do you want me to touch your cock, baby? Must be uncomfortable for you." Y/n teases him as she looks at him with her doe eyes. "Please, mommy I'm begging you. touch my cock, it's so fucking painful" Chad said as groans lowly. Y/n loved how pathetic and worthless he was.

"Let me help you poor sweet thing." Y/n grinned as she slides her hands down Chad's boxers. Chad's dick was sprung free, Y/n never knew how big Chad's dick was, which really impressed her. Chad and Ethan had both incredibly big dicks.

Y/n wrapped her fingers around the base of his length, as Y/n's lips was coming closer to his throbbing dick. You bobbed your head up and down on his dick, spit going everywhere as you sucked it back up. Chad was going to grab Y/n's hair of how good she was doing but Y/n looked back at him swatting his hand away as she looks back down focusing on sucking his dick.

"Get on top of me." Chad said as he pulls you off of his cock as you look up at him. You smirked to yourself as you slid on his dick making you gasp at the pain but the pleasure of the sensation of his dick piercing in you as you shuddered. "Fuck." Y/n whispers to herself.

"How are you doing up there, Y/n?" Chad teases as he grinned bringing your chest closer to his as he pumped in to you faster in and out, in and out, in and out. Your melodic moans were like music to his ears, Chad smacked your ass hard pushing himself deeper in to you. "Fuck this so good, fuck meharder, Chad." Y/n smiles through the pain and pleasure. "I'll cum on your dick with my cum right now."

Chad slammed his hips roughly as your moans were taking over the room, "I'm gonna cum." Chad said. "Cum baby, cum for me." Y/n grips on his back as she moans. Both of them came as Chad laid next to you as you both panted. "That was amazing." Chad said he looks at you as you got up putting back your costume. Chad also got up from the bed feeling better than he hadn't felt in months after sharing this special moment. Chad helped you put back your nurse costume, as he puts on his underwear and jeans preparing to get ready.

"Y/n would you like to be my girlfriend, I like you and I think your incredible." Chad said as he looks at you with so much love in his eyes, Y/n really wasn't in to affection.... besides Ethan but she thinks how cute it is how she has him wrapped around her finger.

"Of course, but how will the other's feel especially tara?" Y/n said innocently but she couldn't care less about tara.

"Don't worry our friends won't judge us, and if they do I'll tell them to relax, plus my sister likes you and doesn't think your ghostface." Chad admitted making Y/n mentally smirk because they can't suspect Y/n being Ghostface since she's the 'sweetest girl' but oh that was all in act. 'Damn I'm so good' Y/n thought to herself.

"Well, ok I'll gladly be your girlfriend." Y/n smiles as she hugs him as Chad hugs her back, Y/n rubs his back as she smirks evily.

This is gonna be so fucking fun

#ethan landry #scream 6 #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x black!reader #chad meeks x reader #chad meeks x black reader #Spotify #h3avenfloo

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When Everything's Made to be Broken - Chapter 9: Something So Brand New

Summary: Theo makes good on her promise to Loki, and shenanigans ensue.

Author's Notes: So this is a longer chapter than I usually post, but given it all takes place during the span of one evening it didn’t make sense to split into two chapters. If you love Loki/Theo interactions, you’re in for a treat here. There’s also Brodinsons and Wanda/Theo friendship building as well. 

I’m *hoping* to post my next chapter on December 10, but I sense that we’re about to hit a rocky patch at my job as a series of stressors all collide (aka shit’s about to hit the fan), so I’m going to give myself a one week buffer and say that the chapter will be up by no later than December 17th. It’s written, but I’ve found that I like to go back and do an in-depth editing pass before posting that usually takes at least a few hours… Essentially, I would rather underpromise and overdeliver than say I’ll post something and then just… not. 

Oh, and RE: shit hitting the fan at work - I’m not worried about myself amidst the work stuff (I’m not about to lose my job or anything). I'm worried about the students I work with and how they’ll handle everything… And since my job is supporting said students, I imagine I’ll probably have my hands full. I’m intentionally being vague for privacy reasons, and in hopes that it doesn’t blow up so my concern is pointless. 

Completely unrelated, but I saw The Maine live last week and they opened with this song! They put on a great live show. 10/10 do recommend. 

If you enjoy, please reblog!! I'm a lil' blog and reblogs really help me out <3

Content Warnings: Alcohol/Drinking (including getting a bit too drunk). 

Word Count: 9,384

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Song: Dose No. 2 - The Maine

First breath out of a coma Over and over Oh what a lovely view of you  A two step into disorder I stumble forward Towards something so brand new

“Hey, uh - some of us are going to hang out up on the roof tonight. Want to join?” 

Ever since Theo relented to Loki’s begging (and though he wouldn’t admit it, he totally begged her to join them), a foreboding sense of dread hung over Theo like a storm cloud, waiting for this very moment. A night of forced socializing and feigned pleasantries as the other Avengers tried not to make their suspicions about Theo painfully obvious - Theo would rather watch paint dry.

Across the threshold, hope radiated through the smile on Wanda’s face. She stood with hands in hoodie pockets, jeans and birkenstocks completing the Scarlet Witch’s look for that day. The outfit surprised Theo - from observation, Wanda only wore pants when working out, opting for skirts and dresses in daily life. Theo would have confidently bet real money that Wanda didn’t even own a pair of jeans.

Then again, it wasn’t the first time Theo was wrong, and it wouldn’t be the last.

Every possible excuse percolated in Theo’s mind for why she couldn’t join - lying about having plans, claiming she was tired or didn’t feel well, even outright admitting she didn’t want to go – but then Loki’s voice interrupted her thoughts, reminding her about the deal she struck.

And, well, after reading about the aftermath of Ultron and Sokovia, Theo realized they had more in common than she first thought.

“I— yeah, sure.”  Theo swallowed thickly, steeling herself for a miserable evening. She forced a smile at Wanda, praying that the expression didn’t look as uncomfortable as it felt. “I’ll join - let me grab a couple things first.”

Wanda’s face lit up, eyes wide as planets as she processed Theo's answer. “Great! This is going to be awesome! Uh, you should probably grab shoes, and maybe a jacket - it’s still a bit cool out.” She babbled, still gaping at Theo.

Theo held up a finger, stepping away from the door before Wanda could continue. She grabbed a thick sweater to cut the breeze, toed on some sneakers, and plopped a beanie over her hair, pausing in front of a mirror to make sure she didn’t look like a total mess.

Wanda practically bounced down the hall, constantly glancing back to check and make sure Theo hadn’t abandoned her. Theo trailed behind, listening to Wanda recount the construction of the rooftop lounge and how this was the first year they actually could use the space, and how excited they were to finally have a nice, private outdoor space to gather. At best, Theo half-listened along, her pulse quickening with every step closer to their destination. 

As they stepped out onto the rooftop, it actually seemed like the perfect night to enjoy a city skyline and a cold drink.

A fully stocked bar stood along the far end of the roof, while plenty of outdoor seating offered opportunities for everything from lounging around to enjoying a meal. The space even featured a fireplace table and heat lamps for cooler nights, which already had been turned on to cut the chill. True to the Stark aesthetic, all of the furniture came in muted tones and clean lines, sharing design language with the indoor common areas.

The other Avengers had settled in among a series of outdoor sectionals, some standing around the periphery while others gathered near the bar. As they drew closer, Theo realized that the company for the evening consisted of not only Avengers Tower residents, the Avengers who resided elsewhere…

Oh god, when Theo caved to Loki’s request, she had not expected it to play out like this; she thought it would be a movie night, or going out to dinner. Not everyone and their mother staring at her.

As if she sensed Theo’s nervousness, Wanda grabbed Theo’s hand and smiled at her, pulling her towards the larger group.

With every step, Theo braced herself for an icy reception, all the while building up the courage to put on a brave face. She met everyone once, that first day when she was announced as an Avenger - maybe twice, if she counted the briefing that she crashed - so at least there were no new faces.

Small blessings, she supposed.

Wanda didn’t go of Theo’s hand until they reached the edge of the group. It only took Wanda a moment to find Vision, standing behind one of the sectionals as he chatted with Shuri about something very science-y. Vision casually wrapped an arm around her, listening intently to Shuri, who gestured animatedly as she responded. 

Nearby, King T’Challa sat tall, dressed in a hybrid of western and African clothing with shoulders squared back as he conversed with Natasha about the United Nations and Wakanda. He spoke with a measured cadence that indicated he put great thought and intent into his words. On the opposite side of Natasha, Yelena slouched back in her seat, scrolling through her phone while laughing at something on screen. 

Not far from Yelena, Peter Parker told Tony about school and the latest device he was building. His enthusiasm struck Theo, and she caught herself smiling as she noticed the way Peter mirrored Shuri’s animated gestures, hands flailing wildly as he attempted to describe the contraption. Colonel Rhodes listened from the other side of Tony, with open posture and head tilted to the side, nodding along patiently… It was quite the contrast, especially next to the borderline manic tendencies of Tony and Peter’s unbridled enthusiasm. 

Nearby, Bruce spoke with Dr. Stephen Strange - a tall, thin man whose expression was entirely too serious and his posture uncomfortably rigid, which, if Theo thought about it, made sense for a former neurosurgeon. Sharon Carter chatted with Steve, Sam, and Bucky, laughter regularly erupting from the quartet; apparently, they were familiar with each other and had a lot to catch up on. 

Clint looked at home behind the bar with Scott Lang, snippets of conversation about their kids floating over the other conversations as they prepared drinks for everyone and brought them over to the group. 

Loki and Thor sat in deep discussion with the Valkyrie (or, as Loki often called her, Val) about something related to New Asgard; seeing a Valkyrie in a chunky sweater and Timbalands still threw Theo for a loop, but she knew that different people would adapt different aspects of life on Earth. 

Thor noticed Theo standing there, bewildered at the sight of everyone in one location.

“Lady Theo!” Thor exclaimed, standing to greet her. “Welcome to your first family night!”

Wait - did he just say family night?

Theo could practically hear the world screech to a halt as everyone fell silent, gaping at the new addition. Her heart stuttered in her chest as she froze in place, a veritable deer in the headlights.

“Brother—“ Loki hissed, rolling his eyes as he elbowed his brother. “Do not overwhelm her.”

“Uh… hi?” Theo cringed at how pathetic she sounded. “Sorry, didn’t mean to disrupt.”

“No apologies necessary - come, take a seat.“ Loki offered Theo a reassuring smile as he gestured for her to sit next to him. 

“Watch out, the prince is rescuing Rapunzel.” Tony teased, a smirk on his face as he raised a glass to her.

“Watch out everyone, Stark is jealous that a woman is not racing to offer herself up to him,” Loki retorted, sarcasm dripping from his voice. 

Raucous laughter came from Loki’s response; even Theo giggled as she sank into the cushions beside him. Loki, in turn, flashed a smirk and winked at her, before effortlessly folding Theo into the Asgardians’ conversation. Without needing to ask, Scott brought Theo an old fashioned, which caused a rush of gratitude to flood Theo’s veins.

The alcohol wouldn’t have much of an effect on her, but having something to occupy her hands with was always appreciated.

Likewise, the others returned to their conversations. Over time, topics shifted and incorporated other people, slowly snowballing as everyone tuned into the larger discussions.

At one natural lull in conversation, Loki went to refill his drink, leaving a vacant spot beside Theo in the process. He barely made it behind the bar when, with a whoop, Shuri leapt over the sectional and claimed the seat as her own. “Ha ha!” Shuri’s face was smug as she shimmied into the cushion, crossing one leg over the other as she stretched her arms along the back of the seat. “This will make a lovely throne.”

Despite the stutter of her heart from Shuri startling her, Theo couldn’t help but laugh when she caught T’Challa rolling his eyes at his sister.

“Excuse me, that was my seat!” Loki scowled, gesturing wildly to where he previously sat.

“Not anymore.” Shuri stuck her tongue out at him. “Besides, you speak to Theo all the time. It’s my turn.” 

The latter part of Shuri’s comment nearly made Theo choke on her drink - up until that point, hardly any attention was paid to Theo’s presence. Was that about to change?

“You are lucky I like you, princess,” Loki rolled his eyes, but let out a breathless laugh and shook his head. “Or else I might banish you to an alternate realm.” His threat lacked any teeth; if anything, it came off as a joke. He offered Theo a reassuring glance and the slightest nod, as if encouraging Theo to trust that Shuri wouldn’t make it weird.

Theo masked her nerves with a sip of her cocktail, allowing the notes of smoke and citrus to coat her tongue. 

If Shuri noticed the interaction, she didn’t say anything. Instead, she struck up a conversation about a funny tiktok trend that made her think of Theo, eventually morphing into a conversation about medical technology.

Seat stealing, however, was only the prelude to a series of hijinks during the evening.

It started innocently enough. A few drinks into the evening, Tony entertained the team with one of his tales about inventions gone wrong - this time, DUM-E had sprayed a visiting SHIELD agent with a fire extinguisher instead of the computer that actually caught on fire. 

While he rambled, Wanda glanced over and made eye contact with Theo. Wanda rolled her eyes before mouthing, “Want to see something fun?”

Theo nodded, curious to see what Wanda was going to do. 

A moment later, Tony reached forward to grab his drink and take a sip of it, only to stick his hand through the glass…

Where a nearly empty cocktail previously sat was nothing more than an illusion. 

Theo’s eyes darted to Wanda, who stood behind Tony sipping his drink. Theo had to bite back a laugh as Wanda grimaced and shook her head, not a fan of whatever Tony had in his lowball. 

“What the hell happened to my drink?” Tony whipped around, looking to see if someone had hidden it. His eyes settled on Loki, who glanced around at the others as he held his own drink, casually taking a swig. Either Loki hadn’t noticed, or he was really good at keeping a straight face. 

“Reindeer games, I swear to god-”

“I thought we’d moved past such childish accusations.” Loki cocked an eyebrow at him, unamused. 

“He didn’t move, Stark. Chill.” Bucky defended the Asgardian prince.

“Well someone took it, and it wasn’t Captain Stick-in-the-Mud.” Tony retorted, looking around the group. The glass vanished from Wanda’s hand before Tony could see it, presumably returning to the table where it started. 

“Okay guys, this isn’t funny,” Tony whined, completely oblivious to his beverage’s return to the table. 

To her left, Theo caught Loki taking a large drink of whatever was in his cup to stifle a laugh – he knew exactly what Wanda was up to. 

Just then, Tony turned back around to discover his drink in its original location. He groaned, slouching back in his seat. “Anyone who wants to turn in their cape for stand-up comedy, just let me know.”

As he returned to his story, Wanda winked at Theo before sending her a text message– “So we have a game during family time...” 

Theo stared at the screen for a moment before typing out a reply. “Which is…?”

Wanda’s face lit up as she read the message; a playful smile pulled across her lips as she typed out a reply. “How many pranks can we pull off before one of us starts laughing.”

Suddenly, a message from Loki popped up as well. “The only rule is that no one should be harmed. Otherwise, it’s fair game.”

Oh. Apparently Loki was playing along too.

Another message from Wanda came in: “You want in?”

Tempting, but with her reputation…

“Sounds fun, but not sure…” Theo responded, “I don’t know that the others trust me. Pranking them might make it worse.”

“If anything, they’ll believe I am the perpetrator,” Loki assured her via text message. “My affiliation with mischief and trickery lends itself to suspicion.”

Not only did Loki speak like he just read a thesaurus, but he even texted like it.

Theo stared at the screen for a moment, weighing her options. On one hand, she could stand to loosen up a little and have some fun. On the other hand, pranking someone could go over like a lead balloon if the prank didn’t land well; she needed to be confident that whoever she pranked would not be upset if she partook.

By then, Sam launched into a story about his last trip to see his sister and nephews in Louisiana. Bucky had tagged along, in part because the point of the trip was to fix up the Wilsons’ boat, and Sam knew he’d need an extra set of hands. A pigeon waddled about on the roof, only a few feet from where Sam sat. Sam, however, was oblivious to the bird’s presence; he was too busy mimicking how Bucky stole Sam’s tools to fix a leaky valve instead of simply using his vibranium arm.

After over a month of listening to Julie pine endlessly over Sam and his down to earth personality, ass of a national treasure, and good-natured sense of humor, Theo swore she knew more about Sam than she knew about her own cousin…

An idea sprung to Theo’s mind. She set her glass on the table, casually lowered her hands out of sight, and whispered an incantation. 

“How do you know vibranium would hold up to the steam?” The pigeon asked, cocking its head to the side as it waited for an answer.

Sam nearly leapt out of his seat as his eyes bugged out of his head.

“Wait a minute, wait just a minute – please tell me you all just heard that.” Sam stared at the others as they all gawked at the pigeon. Theo, however, snatched her glass and took a sip of her old fashioned so she didn’t give herself away. “Did that bird just talk?”

“Falcon, I did not realize that your skill set included speaking to birds.” Loki answered without missing a beat. 

Theo nearly spit out her drink as she fought the urge to burst into laughter.  

“Hey, just because I’m called Falcon doesn’t mean I like birds.” Sam argued, a twinkle in his eye as he settled back into his chair. He must have known there was some magic at play; if Theo was lucky, he would not know whose magic created the illusion.

“I want some of whatever he’s drinking,” Theo pointed at Sam, pretending to be oblivious about the use of magic so she did not draw suspicion. “Because that must be some good shit.” 

“No,” Tony replied, “The good shit is the Asgardian stuff.” 

“That stuff will knock you on your ass unless you’re a god,” Sam agreed with a toothy grin and a nod. “Even the super soldiers get drunk on it.”

“Tony, I’m assuming you tried it?” Sharon asked, narrowing her eyes at the billionaire.

“Of course I did,” he scoffed, putting a hand on his chest, “I am a connoisseur - had to see if the hype was true.”

“Until you had the hangover from hell the next day.” Natasha pointed out, a smirk dancing on her lips while she crossed her arms.

“Please,” Tony retorted, “It barely holds a candle to the frat party from hell-”

“-in your second year at MIT.” Rhodes, Sam, and Steve answered simultaneously, all rolling their eyes.

Tony must have told that particular story a time or twenty before.

“Lady Theo,” Thor called from behind the bar. “I’m about to refill my beverage. Would you like to try some Asgardian ale?” 

Theo glanced over at Loki and raised her eyebrows at him, hoping he’d give her some sort of subtle cue about whether it was a good idea; he just smirked at her and winked. 

Not helpful at all.

Then again, the night had gone well up to that point…

“Sure, why not?” Theo replied with a short shrug of her shoulders. She assumed that he’d take a shot glass from the bar and put a little ale in the glass - it may fuck up a normal person, but that was probably only when consumed in large quantities. A small amount of the ale wouldn’t hurt, right?

What she didn’t expect was Thor to bring over a massive mug of ale, filled to the brim. 

“That’s alcohol poisoning about to happen,” Yelena cracked up as she saw the size of the mug. 

Nearby, the Valkyrie cackled. “Thor, remember that Midgardians can’t handle booze like you can.”

“My liver hurts just looking at that.” Bruce commented, letting out a nervous chuckle but shaking his head.

Well, whether she wanted to share or not, the Avengers were going to learn something new about Theo.

“Oh, that’s what healing magic is for. Healing your liver after alcohol damage.” Theo quipped, earning a surprised snort out of Tony. A surge of confidence rushed through her as she winked, glanced at the deep red, clear liquid, then took a drink.

Given the ale’s reputation, Theo expected it to taste like everclear - practically straight ethanol that burned when consumed. However, a delightful, complex blend of flavors - citrus, juniper, and caramel - coated her mouth. Only a hint of hoppy bitterness accompanied, but each flavor in the unlikely combination balanced the others surprisingly well.

Theo smiled and gave Thor a nod of approval. “That’s better than I expected,” she admitted before she took another drink. “I was expecting something that burned my mouth from the alcohol content, but this is downright pleasant.” 

“I bet you twenty bucks you can’t finish that.” Bucky challenged, a smirk spread across his features as he leaned back into his seat. 

Bucky had no idea what he was getting himself into.

“The bet is just that I can’t finish it? That’s boring. Of course I’m going to finish it.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes. Sitting up a bit taller, she puffed her chest out in defiance and drank a large swig of ale.

“The real bet would be if she doesn’t throw it up afterwards – just because it goes into her system doesn’t mean she won’t get sick from it.” Steve pointed out, “Not that I think this is a good idea, mind you.” 

Remarks like that were probably how Steve earned the nickname of “Captain Stick-in-the-Mud.” 

Theo whipped out her wallet, throwing a $20 bill down on the table. “Game on. $20 bet that I can drink this and keep it all down.”

Bucky reached across to shake Theo’s hand before putting in his own $20 bill. 

Shuri and Yelena whooped in support, pumping their fists in the air. Bruce sighed as he shook his head and rubbed his temples. Steve rolled his eyes, while Clint smirked and shot Scott a look of well, this should get interesting. Peter’s eyes widened, despite furrowing his brow - he looked like he was worried.

What a sweet, sweet summer child.

Theo took another sip of the ale, then spoke up. “We need some tunes playing. It’s too quiet up here.” 

“Oh! I have some new music we can listen to!” Wanda jumped at the opportunity to hook her phone up to the wireless speakers. “It’s a local band that Vision and I saw last week. Theo, I think you’d like them – they sounded kind of like the music your band played.”

It was hard to imagine Vision at a concert, standing there with relatively stiff posture as other people were grooving to the music… He must have really liked Wanda to let her bring him to concerts. Did he like the same music as her?

Did he even like music?

Did androids have likes and dislikes? Or feelings? How did that work?

That was a rabbit hole to go down another day.

What sounded like some generic indie-pop music started to float through the air, but it was pleasant enough to be good background music. 

Loki sent another message – this time solely to Theo. “Are you truly planning to drink the entire mug?” Theo looked up at him, his eyebrow cocked up with skepticism and his chin dipped as he made eye contact.

“Maybe I am.” Theo replied, smiling at him and winking as his phone buzzed. 

Asgard wasn’t the only realm with particularly strong alcohol, and despite Theo’s small size she was no lightweight.

The group resumed their casual chatter. Wanda, Theo, and Loki continued to cast illusions and mess with the team in subtle ways, oftentimes struggling to maintain a poker face as the rest of the team grew drunker and drunker, and as a result became much easier to mess with. 

Eventually, Thor regaled the team with one of his latest adventures off-planet, voice booming as he gestured grandly about some battle he fought in. As the story started to near its climax, Theo caught the way Loki’s hand moved quietly to his side and twitched as he cast a spell.  

Theo’s eyes darted around as she tried to figure out what changed – it wasn’t until she looked up at Thor that she found her answer: 

Loki transformed Thor’s mug so it was shaped like a giant penis… while Thor drank out of it.

Wanda, who stood beyond Thor’s line of sight, lost it, face beet red and shoulders bouncing as she doubled over in silent laughter.

From what Loki previously shared, Thor reveled in sharing stories where he prevailed as the savior of the day. With that in mind, the choice to make Thor look absolutely ridiculous as he drunkenly extolled his heroism seemed like it was as much a jab at his self-importance as it was just plain old hilarious. Theo hadn’t taken Loki to be one for juvenile humor, but she had to hand it to him – it was well-played.

Even better, Thor didn’t even notice the change – he set the mug down on the table as he continued his story, and later on picked it up to take a swig to wet his throat. 

It didn’t take long before the others started to notice the mug’s new shape. The Valkyrie looked like she about to keel over; her shoulders shook so hard from silent laughter that if Thor turned around he’d know something was off. Natasha had to bite her finger to stop herself from breaking into laughter. Steve and Peter shared wide-eye, startled expressions, leaning away from Thor… who still hadn’t noticed.

The more time that passed without Thor noticing, the funnier the spectacle became.

Finally, Sam finally couldn’t take it anymore.

“Wow Thor, you’re really swallowing that ale like a champ.”

Tony choked, then spat out his drink while the people around him recoiled from the spray. Steve turned downright crimson with secondhand embarrassment, hiding his face behind his hands. 

“Yeah, you’re really gripping the shaft of the mug like it’s your job.” Bucky added, trying and failing to keep a straight face as Thor looked over at Tony and Steve, confused.

Theo’s eyes watered from trying not to laugh, and her jaw hurt from the muscle tension involved with maintaining her poker face.

“Dammit, I’m biting my tongue so hard to stop from laughing that it’s bleeding.” Wanda’s message popped up in the group chat, while Loki still effortlessly maintained a completely straight poker face and relaxed posture. 

“I thought you were a bit too high-brow for a good dick joke…” Theo added, fingers tapping the screen furiously as she replied.

“I know not of what you speak,” Loki answered innocently; he glanced over at Theo and winked, then followed his message with an eggplant emoji. 

Wanda nearly spit out her drink when she got that message.

Thor finally put two-and-two together as he looked down at his mug, then glared at his brother; however, he was laughing despite the glare, giant shoulders bouncing up and down. “Why must you taunt me so?”

“I hold no responsibility for this madness!” Loki protested, though the sparkle in his eyes told Theo that Loki knew he wasn’t going to convince them otherwise. “God of mischief I may be, but I’m hardly the only capable sorcerer on this team.”

“Well Theo’s been too busy downing some Asgardian ale,” Bucky commented, “And Wanda… Wait a minute. Wanda?”

They all turned to look at Wanda, who gave a deer-in-the-headlights expression as she pretended to be horrified. “The fact that you could imagine me doing this is mildly offensive,” she exclaimed, silently glaring at Loki. “Besides, Strange can cast spells too.”

Everyone looked over at Dr. Strange; one unamused eyebrow raise was enough to dispel any thoughts that he’d been the one behind it.

“Let’s be real – Reindeer games would be the one to make that joke.” Tony pointed out, “Which… well played, I’ve gotta say. Not much makes me spit out my drink like that.”

Loki smirked, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. “You need to raise your standards, Stark.”

Steve, who was still mostly sober and desperate for a change of topic, looked back at Theo and noticed her nearly empty mug. “Wow, you weren’t kidding about finishing the ale.”

In turn, Theo downed the remaining ale and placed the mug on the table. “Yeah – It was good. But I’ve gotta say, for all the talk about how it will get me drunk, I still feel pretty sober. Are you sure you weren’t messing with me? This isn’t some fraternity-style hazing thing to bring a new team member on board?”

“No, my lady,” Thor confirmed, “That was genuine Asgardian ale. I must say, I’m impressed.”

Theo cast a glance over to Loki before sending a text. “You didn’t mess with this, did you?”

“I would never deny someone the opportunity to get drunk.” Loki looked dead serious as he sent the message, so she took his word for it.

“Well shit,” Bucky replied, his words slurring ever-so-slightly from his own alcohol consumption. “How about double or nothing – we each drink a mug of ale, and whoever is more sober at the end of the night gets $40.”

Steve tried to cut in. “Bucky, no –“

Bucky, yes.

“Deal.” Theo shook his hand again, confident that she was about to become $40 richer. Not only was Bucky already more drunk than her, but the Asgardian ale would only exacerbate the difference in their sobriety levels. 

He probably wouldn’t end up with alcohol poisoning, so it’d be fine. Maybe a hangover, but not alcohol poisoning.

“Now here’s the thing -” Bucky began, “- Before your mug can be refilled, you have to do the Asgardian call for another drink.” 

“Which is…?” Theo arched a wary eyebrow, unsure if she wanted to know the answer.

With perfect timing, Thor finished his beverage and demonstrated by throwing his mug down on the ground, shouting “ANOTHER!” as the glass smashed against the concrete and shattered into a million pieces.

Theo gasped and nearly flew out of her seat from the noise, heart pounding in her chest. She looked at the glistening fragments of glass, then up at Thor, then back down at the glass.

.  

Thor failed to stifle his laughter as Loki rolled his eyes in the background; with a flick of his wrist, the shards of glass vanished in a flash of emerald light. 

“Yeah that’s going to be a hard pass from me, dude.” Theo shook her head, stood up and walked over to the bar to refill mug. While she was behind the bar, she also pulled out a fresh mug for Bucky.

“Oh no, you don’t get to pour – we need someone neutral to do it, so we know it hasn’t been messed with!” Bucky called out, shaking his head at her as he moved to join her at the bar.

“Well I can certainly be the judge of that.” Loki volunteered, his voice a cool contrast to the rambunctious shouting and cheering that echoed from the rooftop.

“You’re really letting loose tonight,” Loki’s message appeared on Theo’s phone. “It’s nice to see you relax a bit.” Theo blushed and cracked a sheepish smile.

Loki strolled behind the bar, took both mugs and filled them up. Once satisfied that each mug contained the same amount of ale, he handed one mug to Bucky and the other to Theo. He then filled a mug of his own before returning to the rest of the group.

“As the judge, I reserve all right to document any embarrassing moments for blackmail in the future.” Loki told everyone quite seriously.  Shuri cracked up and added that if Loki didn’t capture the evidence, she certainly would, and with how the Princess of Wakanda held her phone at the ready, Theo fully believed her.. Theo returned to her seat, noticing Shuri had saved her place; Bucky trailed close behind.

“You say that like I’m going to do something embarrassing.” Theo teased, holding her mug up to Bucky and Loki as if to suggest a toast. “To Bucky making one of the dumbest bets he’ll ever make.” 

“To the new girl finally gracing us with her presence,” Bucky replied with a wide grin, “and not realizing she’s about to lose the bet!” 

The rest of the group held up their glasses and clinked them together, after which Bucky managed to drain about a quarter of his mug in one swift drink. 

“I didn’t realize this was a chugging contest.” Bruce commented with a nervous laugh as Bucky set his mug down.

Theo, recognizing that rapid alcohol consumption would not help Bucky in the bet, snickered. “You can’t enjoy it if you chug it, you know that right?”

Bucky offered a coy grin in response, his cheeks flushed pink from the alcohol in his veins.

He really had no idea what he was in for.

And I feel alright (Feel alright) Yeah I feel alright, Alright… I let go This is something spiritual When I say so Give me life, give me love Leveled up on a higher dose No sorrow (baby this is chemical) Hit just like an antidote (can’t come down, down) Adios (give me, yeah give me) Give me life, give me love  Leveled up on a higher dose

This was certainly a different side to Theo than Loki had ever seen.

Her guard wasn’t up in the same way it was at Stark’s party, nor was she silent and reserved, as if it were a mission briefing or meeting. The relaxed, easygoing demeanor that Loki eventually uncovered after multiple interactions made its debut amongst the others, and for the first time since the infamous briefing, it seemed like Theo wasn’t afraid to be the center of attention.

In truth, Theo’s decision to join in the evening’s activities surprised Loki. Though Theo agreed to stop declining the invitations from Maximoff, Loki had expected that this would not be the occasion which Theo relented, as the large group could be rather intimidating. Instead, he anticipated that Theo would wait until she could verify that it would be a small gathering with ample opportunities to depart, should she grow uncomfortable.

Instead, the sight of Theo trailing behind Maximoff as they crossed the rooftop brought the first of many pleasant surprises in the evening. If the expression Theo wore when Thor addressed her provided any indication, Theo had not anticipated such a robust gathering, and for a moment Loki feared she might teleport away from the immense attention suddenly focused on her.

Luckily, that had not been the case. From time to time, Loki caught Theo glancing towards him with a silent question in her eyes, usually as if trying to assess the situation, but as the evening wore on the questioning glances decreased, replaced by smirks and thinly veiled attempts to refrain from laughing at the others. 

Perhaps the greatest surprise in the evening came when Theo agreed to not only try some Asgardian ale, but challenge Barnes to what one might consider a drinking contest with the aforementioned ale. Given Barnes held two significant advantages - his substantially larger size and the physiological changes from the super-soldier serum - the odds seemed stacked against the sorceress. If anything, Loki suspected that hubris fueled Theo’s decision.

However, he was far too curious about the outcome to consider intervening unless things turned sour, and up to that point he saw no cause for concern. Theo seemed fine, continuing to engage in conversation while working through her beverage. Occasionally, Loki caught himself staring at Theo’s petite hands, her dainty fingers wrapped around the massive mug of ale. If he could be honest with himself, The juxtaposition was rather adorable.

Barnes, unsurprisingly, was the first to finish his ale. Theo, however, was not far behind.

“I have a proposition.” Banner spoke up, looking between the empty mugs with a twinkle in his eye. “I think we should give these two a field sobriety test and see who is more sober… For science, of course.”

Loki, unfamiliar with the test Banner mentioned, hesitated. “And what exactly does a Midgardian sobriety test entail?” 

“Oh, it’s easy.” Theo assured him, standing up and stretching both arms overhead. “You just answer some questions and do some basic tasks, like walking in a straight line and balancing on one foot for a while.”

Loki studied Theo with some doubt; when she didn’t notice, he messaged her. “Are you certain it will be so simple?”

Theo typed and sent her reply without even looking at her mobile’s screen. “Bucky’s about to get destroyed.”

Barnes swayed the moment he stood up, nearly tripping over his own feet as he made his way towards the area where they set up the test. He hadn’t even walked half of the line marked out before it became clear as crystal that Barnes was utterly toasted.

Theo, meanwhile, seemed only lightly buzzed. She easily completed the straight line test… while walking on her hands. 

“A woman after my own heart,” Romanoff laughed, clapping as Theo finished the test. “It’s not often we have team members who are able to move like that.”

“Girl, you’ve gotta teach me how to do that,” Shuri exclaimed, “That’s dope as hell!”

Theo gracefully returned to her feet, pausing for just a moment to adjust her clothes before she feigned a curtsy and smirked at Barnes, who simply groaned from where he sat.

From what little Loki knew of Theo’s background, the ability to walk on her hands came as no surprise - she had formal training in acrobatic maneuvers, and her goaltending demonstration highlighted her agility. Yet, she did not seem like the sort who would walk on her hands for fun… Though from what he had seen, she certainly was the sort of person who would do so to prove a point. Quite frankly, It was the kind of thing that Loki might do if he were in her position.

All things considered, it seemed like Theo might share Loki’s penchant for mischief and trickery.

“Normally gods are the only ones who don't get knocked on their ass by Asgardian ale.” Stark commented, brow furrowed and eyes narrow as he studied Theo. 

“Asgard isn’t the only place with abnormally strong liquor,” Theo casually explained, shaking out her shoulders and stretching her neck. “There really are some places with nothing better to do than drown your sorrows!” 

Loki couldn’t help but laugh at her comment, though the choice of words piqued his curiosity. Of course there was the realm she refused to speak of, yet it sounded as if Theo referred to more than one location. Had she visited other realms as well?

Surely, she was exaggerating.

“You’re talking about Michigan, right?” Stark teased.

“No, I’m talking about spending time with you.” Theo deadpanned, winning a lively round of jeers and laughter of the group.

Not done showing off, Theo proceeded to balance on one foot for five minutes while casually discussing the merits of different types of alcohol that she’d encountered and how the Midgardian body metabolized alcohol, far longer than the 30 seconds that were required for a field sobriety test (at least, according to Doctor Banner). Gesturing vivaciously as she spoke, Theo’s eyes lit up with amusement as the others laughed along with her commentary.

As someone who was an expert at embellishing stories, Loki could tell when Theo added flourishes or exaggerated details. However, any talented storyteller understood that the best tales required a bit of panache, and Theo was no exception. While the others may not have noticed, to Loki, it was painfully obvious that Theo knew she was putting on a show. 

“Okay, I think at this point there’s a pretty clear winner.” Rhodes snickered as Barnes laid down on a sofa, complaining about the way the world spun..

Theo happily took the $40 that Barnes previously threw down on the table, smirking as she dramatically tucked it into her wallet.

“Is anyone hungry? I could go for some pizza right about now.” Maximoff asked, looking around at the others.

“FRI, you heard the lady!” Stark lifted his head as he spoke up to no one in particular. “Well… I was actually thinking we could go out for pizza?” Maximoff suggested, shrugging her shoulders as she pointed behind herself towards the elevator.

Frankly, after such lively conversation and company, Loki was nowhere near ready to turn in for the night… Even if “going out” was not his preferred activity, perhaps it was worth accompanying the others on their venture.

“As much as I’d love to, I should probably make sure Bucky gets to bed in one piece.” Rogers replied, his point amplified by Barnes’ unintelligible grumbles.

“Yeah, it’s getting late –” Banner glanced at his watch before he stood up. “I’m ready to call it a night.” 

“I’d join you.” Loki nodded at Maximoff, lightly shrugging his shoulders. 

“Pizza sounds like fun.” Belova pushed herself up from her seat. “I’d go.”

“I’m down!” Shuri added, stretching as she rose to her feed. 

Theo had yet to respond, eyes darting between the others as they responded. She didn’t seem tired, but experience indicated she would not opt-in unless clearly invited to attend 

“The night is young – why not enjoy some excellent company for a little longer?” Turning to Theo, Loki offered a wry smile as he offered a hand to help her up. “Would you care to join? I suspect Maximoff would even let you select the pizza place…” He shot a knowing glance to Maximoff, who grinned and nodded.

“Sure, I suppose I can come along.” Theo perked up, mirroring Loki’s smile as she accepted the gesture, and allowed Loki to pull her to her feet. “I’m not sure what my options are for pizza around here, so I would defer to someone else to choose.”

Loki felt a bit of heat creep up on his cheeks - he ought to have remembered that Theo only recently became a resident of Midtown, so her knowledge of local eateries would be limited at best.

“Oh, there’s lots of great options nearby!” Parker exclaimed, bouncing up from his seat. “My favorite is–”

“She didn’t tell you to pick a place,” Shuri held a hand out to stop him as she smirked.

Parker replied with a pout, crossing his arms to make a point.

“If you tell me what place you want to go to, I’ll suggest it,” Theo winked at the spiderling.

“That’s not how this works!” Shuri protested, turning to Theo and covering her heart with mock offense.

“Okay, okay,” Theo held up her hands, laughing as she shook her head. “Wanda, pick a place since you wanted pizza and I have no idea what’s good around here.”

“I can do that - Vis, you coming?” Maximoff beamed at Vision, reaching for his hand.

“I shall accompany you.”

And off they went, in search of pizza.

Mic check  - say hi to LoLo Goodbye to normal Welcome to your mad world Where you can forget  About your boredom From this day forward Well I will give you love on every level

If anyone had asked Theo that morning how she expected her evening to go, drinking a supersoldier under the table and then going out for pizza at one in the morning with some of the Avengers would not have come to mind. Yet, in another edition of “my life is stranger than fiction,” that was exactly how Theo’s night played out.

The pizza place Wanda recommended was fairly close to Avengers tower - down an alleyway and through a side door, the restaurant sat tucked in the basement of a bar that Theo recognized because she played a couple shows there a while ago.. 

When they first walked in, the atmosphere practically screamed “hole in the wall.” The lights were kept low - low enough that it was easy to hide the dirt permanently coated on the floors. The smell of cheese and cheap beer lingered in the air. Even at the late hour, the place was packed. Perhaps the low light was to their advantage - no one seemed to notice the group of superheroes as they made their entrance, which was a relief. It took Theo back to the midnight hours in Durham. Her friends drunkenly crowded into booths for food after spending the night getting guys to buy out the bar for them. Theo had to play along in those days in order to hide her magic and its effects on her body - however, the lack of drunkenness meant she was still able to recall the exact way the place felt. And this… this felt all too familiar. 

When they found an empty booth, they wasted no time claiming it as their own, even if it meant they had to squish together so everyone fit. With the way they packed themselves together, Theo couldn’t help but notice Loki’s body against hers, steady and firm without encroaching on her personal space. Loki may have been her first friend among the Avengers, but that didn’t mean they were ever quite so close. From Theo’s observations, Loki seemed like he avoided physical contact whenever possible, recoiling from Thor’s touch and carefully distancing himself when anyone else drew near. Really, Theo couldn’t remember ever having made any physical contact with him that wasn’t an accidental brush of the hands when they handed items to each other. 

Despite feeling a bit thrown off by the touch, she wasn’t uncomfortable… If anything, it was actually kind of nice. 

Not that she was going to say anything, because that would absolutely make it weird. 

The effortless, lighthearted conversation that started on the rooftop continued the moment they sat down, even as everyone made quick work of the first round of drinks and the pizza, continuing to the extent that it wasn’t long before they ordered another round of drinks. 

After the waitress delivered the second round of drinks, Wanda swallowed the bite of pizza she had been chewing, then spoke up. 

“Thank you.” Wanda paused, considering her words. “For coming out tonight, that is. This has been fun.” She beamed at Theo. “I’m glad you have a sense of humor. The pigeon was well played.”

Theo blushed, biting back a smile. “Thanks for letting me in on the fun… though I have to say, I think Loki took the trophy home for best prank of the night.”

This time Loki didn’t try to deny it, grinning with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “It is important to remind my brother to stay humble… ‘Tis best to not allow his ego to overtake him. Do you agree?”

Theo let out a laugh, just barely tinged with melancholy as she thought about her sister. “That is part of a sibling’s job description, isn’t it?”

“Am I remembering correctly that you have a sister?” Vision asked Theo. “I recall mention of a sibling in your file, though you’ve not spoken much on the matter.”

Theo flinched, though the motion was barely perceptible. Loki’s eyes flickered over at her - he must have still noticed. 

“I do… but she’s presumed dead, like my parents. We got separated when we ended up in the other realm” Theo shrugged as nonchalantly as she could manage, but the way the expressions in the group softened told her that they picked up on her discomfort around the topic. “My Mémère – err, my Grandma – raised me after that, and she raised my younger cousin, Max; he’s practically my younger brother.”

“There’s no reason to be nervous; family is a complicated subject for pretty much everyone on the team.” Wanda assured her.

Theo flashed a thin, yet grateful smile. “Yeah, I gathered that was practically a prerequisite for joining the Avengers.”

Loki snorted at her comment.

Wanda took the opportunity to change the topic, launching into the recap of the last band that she saw in this particular place. Apparently this was one of her favorite spots to go when she wanted to blend in and have some fun, especially since the poor lighting made it hard to be recognized. 

As Wanda spoke, Theo noticed a young couple making out next to a jukebox and couldn’t help but smile at the sight – they may have assumed that the poor lighting obscured them from view, but their affection was sweet. Another wave of nostalgia from her days in Durham washed over Theo.

It occurred to her that everyone in the booth had lived vastly different lives from her own: a literal princess sat next to a kid who grew up in Queens; an orphan sat next to an android, who sat across from a frost giant/literal god, and on Theo’s opposite side was someone who trained to be a spy since before she could walk. However, Theo didn’t feel like a fish out of water. On the contrary, she actually felt like she belonged there, sitting in this cramped booth with six other people who knew what it was like to be different. And the best part was, she didn’t even have to hide what made her unique.

Her heart warmed at the thought.

By the time they finally left the pizza place, it was nearing three in the morning – the sun would rise in a few hours, however Theo was still wide awake. Wanda must have sensed that Theo was still ready for an adventure because she paused outside, looking in the direction opposite the tower.

“So where are we going now?” Theo inquired, looking between the others. 

“Given you have a high alcohol tolerance, I think we should do some bar hopping,” Wanda offered, “This is New York, after all, the city that never sleeps. We might as well make it a proper night out!”

“The princess is out of her tower and there are some fine establishments nearby.” Loki added, a smug expression curling over his lips as he crossed his arms. Shuri cracked up, entirely aware that Loki was referring to Theo and not to her.

“I don’t know why you’re calling me a princess when we have a literal princess with us.” Theo offered a playful scoff in response to his joke, pointing at Shuri. 

“The literal princess had a great time, but she’s gotta go back to Oakland tomorrow.” Shuri smirked and took a bow. “So I’ve gotta call it a night.”

“Yeah, I have a biology exam I need to study for tomorrow, so I should get some sleep.” Peter agreed.

“I head out for a mission bright and early,” Yelena sighed, “So I should probably go too.”

“They may be ditching us, but I’m down to go check out the bars,” Theo offered. “But I hope you don’t make the same mistake Bucky did - that might not go as well, since you aren’t a super soldier.”

Wanda laughed freely, her eyes crinkling at the corners. “Oh no, I’m not about to try and match you drink for drink. Consider this our way of giving you a tour of the neighborhood!”

Vision, of course, was also fine with bar hopping; as long as Wanda was there it seemed like he would be happy. 

After bidding goodnight to Shuri, Peter, and Yelena, the remaining four Avengers departed for the first bar. The cover of night provided protection from the stares that Theo expected to get walking down the street, though it was likely helped by the decrease in people out and about at the odd hour. 

The quartet moved between local bars seamlessly. The sight of the Avengers didn’t draw the looks Theo would have expected most celebrities to draw - the other three, apparently, were regulars. They chatted with other customers and joked around with the bartenders, always making a point to casually slip an introduction to Theo in the mix without making it awkward. More often than not, the other customers would buy a round of drinks for the group as a way of welcoming Theo to the team, and before Theo could respond either Loki or Wanda would accept on her behalf.

If Theo didn’t know better, Loki and Wanda were on a mission to see just how much alcohol it took to get Theo drunk; frankly, as long as Theo wasn’t the one footing the bill, she didn’t mind the opportunity to loosen up a bit.

As the sun crept over the horizon, Theo felt the warm buzz that came with mild inebriation, having consumed enough alcohol to finally overcome her obnoxious tolerance. 

Loki had a slight flush to his cheeks and a hint of glassiness in his eyes – there was no way that he could become intoxicated from what a human would drink alone, but between the Asgardian ale he consumed earlier and the other drinks, he seemed more relaxed than usual. Up until that point, Theo noticed that even when relaxed, Loki always had this air of being immensely composed, but that night it seemed like he let some of that properness fall away and let his guard drop ever-so-slightly.

In contrast, Wanda was comfortably drunk, allowing herself to hiccup and giggle freely while slurring some of her words. Not messy drunk by any means, thanks to Loki and Vision switching out some of her drinks for Shirley Temples when Wanda wasn’t looking (given how easily they managed the feat, Theo guessed it wasn’t the first time they had swapped her drinks so she didn’t get sick). 

Vision was the only one who was sober, but that had to be a normal occurrence… Not shockingly, it was impossible for an artificial intelligence system to process alcohol. Theo found it odd to watch Vision eat and drink like a normal person, since he didn’t actually digest food and that he didn’t even need to eat to function. The sight was even more jarring when he camouflaged himself to appear like a person and not an android, which he did anytime he ventured into public. 

Still, it wasn’t the weirdest thing Theo had ever seen…

With the sun peeking over the horizon, bringing with it the impending arrival of the morning, the group agreed it was time to return to the tower. While there was nothing on their agenda for the day that they had to prepare for, by that time everyone had been awake long enough that they were more than ready for bed. Vision and Wanda led the way, Vision wrapping his arm around Wanda to help her stay steady as she giggled and cooed endlessly at him, utterly lovestruck each time she looked at her partner. 

Behind them, Loki and Theo strolled beside each other in comfortable silence. As they moved, Theo discreetly observed Loki. His normally upright, regal posture had softened. His eyes gazed out into the distance, though it didn’t seem like they had a fixed point of interest. He kept his hands in his pockets, and his expression reserved - just the slightest hint of knitted brows adorned his expression.

The man beside her was different from the Loki that Theo first met, or the Loki she saw earlier in the evening – the sharp, charismatic, and sarcastic prince was replaced by a much quieter, introspective man. Even with the faint warmth of the alcohol in Theo’s system, she could sense storms swirling in his mind that were locked away from public view. She couldn’t help but wonder how often he allowed that side of him to show.

When they arrived at the tower and made their way up to the residential floors, Theo couldn’t help but notice the way that Loki held the elevator door for her, and how he placed his hand on the small of her back as she passed by. It must have been the way that Loki was raised that made him do those things - as a prince, he must have been taught these types of gestures as a part of proper etiquette - but the feeling of his touch lingered long after his hand left her back.

No one else was around, which meant that it was either too early for the others to be up, or those who were already awake were off doing something else. Those moments of stillness were rare in the tower, and after a long but fun night out, Theo was grateful for the peace and quiet. Up ahead, Wanda giggled and squealed as Vision patiently coaxed her towards their suite. It didn’t take long for them to disappear behind the door, leaving Loki and Theo to themselves. The pair’s comfortable silence continued as they made their way down the hall, pausing outside the door to Theo’s suite.

“This was a lot of fun,” Theo commented to Loki, a shy smile on her lips as she took hold of the door handle, but refrained from opening the door.

“Indeed,” he nodded, sticking his hands back in his pockets and shifting his weight back onto his heels as he gave her a nervous smile. “I’m glad you’ve come out of your shell a bit more – it is nice to spend time with you.” 

They both stood there, biting back smiles as they looked into each other’s eyes. In the peace of the tower and the sun rising, there was almost a special sort of peace that fell between them - a moment frozen in time.

Eventually though, that moment had to end.

Theo cleared her throat, a rising heat now present on her cheeks. “Well, I should probably…” Theo trailed off, gesturing that she was going to head inside. “Uh, good night Loki.”

“Right,” Loki blushed, looking away as he dipped his head. “Good night Theo.” 

Theo found herself reflecting on the night as she got ready for bed. Yes, Loki, the little bastard was right - the Avengers, for all their initial assumptions and hesitations, genuinely did want to be her friend.

And despite every reason why Theo shouldn’t want to, at the end of the day… She wanted to be their friend too. 

I let go (I let go) This is something spiritual (something spiritual) A vibrant soul (a vibrant soul) Give me life, give me love Got me hooked on a higher dose No sorrow (baby this is chemical) Hit just like an antidote (can’t come down, down) Adios (give me, yeah give me) Give me life, give me love  Leveled up on a higher dose

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 59- ISAC 2015 Chuseok Special

Chapter Summary: Jen shows off her studio and gets noticed by her celeb crush. BTS plays Smash. Volleyball becomes a new competition for the ladies at ISAC as Jen finds it to be her calling while the guys dominate in running. Jen does a V-Live

Words: 14,000+

Author's Note: Again, not sure if they are still active on Tumblr but also @darlings-illustrated created Jen’s V-Live outfit for this chapter. <3 credit to them! :)

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After her outing, Jen spent the rest of the day relaxing in her room, in good spirits. She was grateful for Sam Okyere and his kindness. She was looking forward to seeing him again and even assisting him with his future charity projects.

While she chilled in her room, she felt bored and didn’t feel like doing anything until an idea popped into her head.

Why not broadcast a V-Live? 

Grabbing her phone, she signed in, naming the broadcast, ‘Jammin’ With Smartie’, setting the camera in front of her as she sat on the bed. She made sure the camera showed her entire body while she sat pretzel style.

Immediately viewers began popping in at a rapid rate, surprising her. Guess they really wanted to see her. 

It made her feel good.

“Hey, hey!” she spoke in English, waving as the comments started flowing in

‘JENNIEEEEEEEEE’

‘Ennie! Miss youuuu’

‘Hope you come back to America! We miss you!’

‘Come to London!’

‘QUEEN!’

‘MOM! Finally, we get a V-Live with you!’

Jen started laughing when she read comments from ARMY calling her mom. 

“Mom? That’s new. Ahahaha.”

‘Hi Jennie!’

'Can you speak in Korean?'

"Yeah, I'll go back and forth," she replied in Korean before going back to English.

‘Jen get some rest, it’s late!’

“It’s not that late. I’ll sleep soon. I wanted to see how you all were doing.”

‘Come to Brazil! Brazil loves you!’

“I would love to come to Brazil. It will happen one day!” she guaranteed. “I want to travel more and see more ARMY around the world. Hopefully, we can have a big world tour one day. I definitely want to go to Europe. I always think about Europe when it comes to tours.”

‘Those curls are poppin!’

‘So cuteeeee’

‘I love youuuuu’

“Where are you??’

“Where am I? I’m in my room~!” she responded as she continued to read the various comments. “I was bored so decided to do this and spend some time with y’all.”

‘How are you?’

‘I hope you’re eating well!’

She checked out the number of viewers. “That’s a lot. Over 60,000 already? Sweet. I hope you guys aren’t watching this late at night. Get some shut-eye, it’s good for the soul. And don’t worry, I will be sleeping soon. Yes, I am eating. I’m eating a lot actually. I was kind of stress eating a little bit but I’m fine, now.”

‘Please take care of yourself’

‘Don’t stress!’

‘What did you do today?’

“I’m trying my best. Idol life can be hectic. What did I do today? I hung out with Sam Okyere! I had such a great time with him! He’s mad cool. We ate African food. I never tried it before since I grew up eating Soul Food in my household in America. It’s so good! I'm definitely telling my family to start making African food."

‘Excited for ISAC?’

“Hell yeah, I am. Getting to wrestle and play volleyball? I’m a bit worried about the volleyball. I haven’t played volleyball before so it’ll be interesting to see how I do. But I’ve been practicing and watching YouTube videos for advice. But the wrestling, I’m confident about that.”

‘Can you play the guitar?’

“You want me to play something for you? Sure. For a while now I have been working on a Shawn Mendes song. He’s bae, of course.” she laughed. "I admire Shawn so much. I would love to sing with him one day. Even make a song together. Ah...okay. Let's see...ah, I know. I'll play Stitches for you!" she grabbed her guitar. 

‘Yay!’

‘I love when she spoils us’

'Awwww her bright smile when she spoke about Shawn. I hope they meet!'

‘Yes!’

“I’ve been practicing the song for a while, making sure I get the notes down. I wanted to focus more on the emotion of the song to have a greater impact while singing,” she spoke as she made sure the guitar was tuned up.

As soon as she began the first notes of the song, ARMY noticed a change in her demeanor as she continued to play. They noticed how focused and happy she was when she played the guitar and it looked wholesome to watch.

“I thought that I’ve been hurt before. But no one’s ever left me quite this sore.” she sang softly, strumming along lightly.

‘Her voiceeeee &lt;;3’

‘So, can I ship her with Shawn now?’

‘Getting goosebumps already.’

“Your words cut deeper than a knife. Now I need someone to breathe me back to life.” she continued to sing while her strumming got stronger as she sang out with her voice getting a little louder.

“Got a feeling that I’m going under. But I know that I’ll make it out alive. If I quit calling you my lover. Move on~"

‘Loveeeeee’

‘Stop being my bias wrecker!’

“You watch me bleed until I can’t breathe, shaking. Falling onto my knees. And now that I’m without your kisses. I’ll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself, aching. Begging you to come help. And now that I’m without your kisses. I’ll be needing stitches.”

ARMY noticed that her breath control had improved as she produced a consistent tone while singing smoothly and warmly.

“Needle and the thread gotta get you out of my head. Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead. Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head. You watch me~!” She stopped strumming and held that note for a few seconds before strumming again, “Bleed until I can’t breathe! I’m shaking falling onto my knees. And now that I’m without your kisses I’ll be needing stitches. I’m tripping over myself. I’m aching begging you to come help. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches.”

She strummed softly for the final note and exhaled. 

“That was fun.” she chuckled lightly and set her guitar down. “How’d I do?” she checked the comments

‘Come thruuuuu sis!’

‘Yassss boo!’

‘Honestly, I’ll be the first to say that I wouldn’t mind Jennie singing me to sleep because her voice is so soothing.’

‘Shawn Mendes needs to see this ASAP!’

‘You did so well!’

‘You make us so proud!’

‘Represent Jennie!’

“Ah...thanks, everyone,” she replied and looked up when she noticed Hobi sticking his head out of her door with a bright smile. “Oh, hey Hobi! Did I wake you?”

“Yeah, I was awakened by a sweet voice. At first, I thought it was Jungkook singing like he usually does in his room but as I walked down the hall, I noticed it was coming from your room. That was you? With the guitar?”

“Uh, yes?” She smiled shyly.

“Whaaaaaa, munchkin, you’re improving.”

“You make me so happy. Thank you.” She pretended to cry, touched by his words.

After her V-Live, she went to sleep while ARMY made various videos of her cover and tried to get Shawn Mendes’ attention on Instagram and Twitter so he could watch her video. 

They knew how much it would mean the world to her if she was able to get noticed by him.

For the past few days, ARMY had tried to get his attention, asking him to watch her cover and to check out her Instagram. They would speak highly of the Bangtan Girl and how much she admired him as an artist.

After remaining persistent and dedicated for Shawn to notice Jennie, they finally reached their goal and began to tag BTS in Shawn’s recent tweet and also tagged Jennie in Shawn’s recent Instagram post.

On Instagram, Shawn reposted a 15-second video of her playing stitches with the caption, ‘Wow, she is amazing! I love this! Who is this girl with the guitar?’

ARMY was quick to flood his comment section, freaking out that he noticed Jennie.

‘Finally you noticed her!’

'AHHHHHHHHHHHH JJennie_JW HE NOTICED YOU!'

'Jennie is about to lose her shit'

'SOMEBODY TAG JENNIE! JJennie_JW'

‘OMG! JJennie_JW look at this!’

‘That’s Jennie! She’s an African American member of the Korean Pop group, BTS. Check them out, they’re great!’

‘Jennie from BTS! She is a former member of Amity! She’s amazing, I’m so happy you noticed her! Her profile is JJennie_JW’

‘I love when my favs recognize each other. This is just made my morning!’

#GirlWithTheGuitar began to trend on Twitter while Shawn’s fans began to also be intrigued by who she was because they were confused as to why ARMY kept commenting about someone named ‘Jennie’ and ‘Miss Bangtan’ on his page.

Meanwhile, with Jennie, she was in Yoongi’s studio with Taehyung. She sat on one of the chairs, spinning around on it.

“Ah, you have a small pimple on your cheek.” Taehyung pointed out and giggled.

“Stop.” She tried to cover it.

“Hehehehe, it’s cute.”

“Stop talking about it.” She groaned.

“Ah, it’s just saying hi.”

“Oh my God, stop talking to it.” She laughed with him.

“I watched your V-Live this morning!”

“Oh, you did? What did you think? Too much? Too little?”

Taehyung smiled. “I loved it! You really like Shawn Mendes, don’t you? You always gush over that guy. Someone has a crush?”

“Ahaha, nah it’s not like that. I just really admire him.”

“So a big crush.”

“No!” she exclaimed as Yoongi walked in and set his bag down.

“Get out Taehyung, we’re about to work.” He called out. 

“Hey! Don’t be so mean.” Jennie scolded the Daegu rapper while Tae frowned. “Tae, don’t make that face. Ugh, see what you do, Yoongi?”

“He’ll live.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’ll hang with you later, Tae. And don’t worry, I will find a way to get you into Cypher.”

Taehyung grinned at her statement, ignoring Yoongi’s protests. After he left, Yoongi and Jen prepared their rap lessons and after a couple of hours, they took a break.

“Smartie, you may want to take a look on Twitter,” he responded, looking up at his phone.

“Something wrong?” she asked, confused, and took out her phone. 

Their notifications were blowing up like usual but something about Shawn Mendes made her stomach drop.

What about Shawn Mendes?

Was he hurt?

Was he coming out with new music?

On BTS’ profile, she realized that one of the members had retweeted his tweet, ‘Jennie, I think your fav noticed you~~ hehehe #V’

Shawn had tweeted a screenshot of her V-Live on the app, ‘BTS_twt This was so good! Wow! Thank you for covering my song &lt;;3’

She let out a scream of excitement and immediately got up from the chair, while Yoongi began laughing at her.

“Holy shi-“ she continued to look at the various screenshots that ARMY had been tagging her in and she realized that he was following her back on Instagram. 

She dropped her phone and ran out that door excitedly as the Daegu rapper’s laughter increased in volume.

His phone buzzed and he looked down to see Namjoon texting him.

Namjoon: I assume Nie Nie realized that Shawn Mendes noticed her and started screaming, running around the building?

Yoongi: As expected

A few minutes later, Jennie ran back into his studio. 

“Got it all out of your system?” she heard the rapper ask with amusement in his voice.

She wiped the tears from her eyes, trying to pull herself together as she picked up her phone. 

“Not all of it!” She responded. “Like you have no idea how big this is! This is crazy!”

She tweeted Shawn back, ‘ShawnMendes OMFG THANK UUUU! I LOVE YOU! You have no idea how much this means to me #Jen’

On her Instagram, she began to film herself for a 15-second video, “G-guys, guys, Shawn Mendes just noticed your girl. He noticed your girl, JW! Miss Bangtan! Jennie! I am on cloud nine~! Come throuuuuuugh! Thank you so much ARMY!”

She posted the video with the caption, ‘IM CRYING! Shawn really just noticed your girl! #Blessed #ThankYouARMY’

“What a kid.” Yoongi chuckled and left to go to the bathroom.

After calming down, she scrolled on Instagram to some of her fan pages that she was happily following and came across a video of The8 from Seventeen talking about her.

He had expressed his interest in meeting her when asked which idols he would like to get closer to. He also mentioned that the other members of Seventeen think she seems like an easygoing person to hang out with, eager to see her at ISAC. 

She has kept her eye on Seventeen for a while, enjoying their music. She’s heard of The8 especially and was aware that Chinese is his first language. She wanted to learn a little more Chinese to be able to speak to him.

Sure, she did not look like anyone’s ideal type around here in Korea with their beauty standards but her personality was more than enough to make her admirable with her kindness and outgoing nature. She always appreciated when other idols spoke highly of her and mentioned that she was doing well in the industry.

Once she liked the video, fans noticed quickly, commenting that she liked the post and hoped that they would meet each other.

“Smartie.”

Jennie looked up to see Yoongi walking in with a familiar face behind him. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth once she caught who was with him.

There stood her sister, Vienna, with an awkward smile on her face. 

“Hey.” she waved.

Standing up, Jennie ran up to her, wrapping her arms around her tightly. “’Enna! What are you doing here!?”

“Rap Monster let me in the building when I reached out,” she responded, pulling away while Yoongi left to give them some privacy. “I uh, came to see you and apologize. And to thank you for what you did for my tuition.”

“The hell? You couldn’t have called?”

She really flew across the country to say Sorry?

“I wanted to see you. Damn, I’m so jetlagged,” the college student exhaled and sat down. “So this is what you go through? Plane after plane? Country after country? City after city? Just to perform? And participate in other activities? Waking up early on top of that? This is...so tiring. Being on that plane for almost a day. Ugh, my acting can’t even compare. I don’t know how you do it, JW.”

Jen let out a chuckle and sat with her. “Tell me about it. My body took months to get used to living in Korea and traveling from place to place for events. I can’t even describe how exhausted my body was when I first started in BTS.”

“I see. Well, you’re still here,” Vienna smiled softly. “Look, I-I’m sorry. For everything. For all those things I said. I was just so frustrated. But there will be plenty of opportunities for me as an actress. Broadway will be in my future real soon. I just know it,"

“Hey, it’s fine. I forgive you. I'm sorry too. I love you. Even if we butt heads at times, nothing will ever change that,”

“Even after all that hurtful stuff, I said?”

“I know you didn’t mean it. Just like I didn't mean the hurtful things I said to you. We're fine."

“I’m lucky to have a little sister like you. I’m really proud of you.”

“And I'm lucky to have a big sister like you. I'm proud of you, too,” she gave her a tight hug and they stayed like that for a while. Pulling away, she asked, “So, shouldn’t you be in class?”

“Shouldn’t you mind your business?” Vienna teased as Jennie rolled her eyes

“So, how long you staying for?”

“Wow, you want to kick me out, already?”

“Well, you really should be in class.”

“You’re joking right?” Vienna stared at her in disbelief.

Jen paused before laughing. “Yeah, I’m joking! Let’s have some fun while you’re here!”

“That’s the Jennie I know.”

“So, does Alani, mom, or dad know about this? That you’re here?”

“Um...not yet.”

“As expected.”

--------

Back at the dorm, the members agreed to have a video game night of playing Super Mario Smash Bros on the Wii U. Jennie sat on the couch with Vienna, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi while the rest of the members sat in chairs or on the floor. Jen and Namjoon would occasionally translate to Vienna on what was going on, and the college student was eager to watch the chaos.

Creating a Twitter video, Jen spoke in her Native tongue, “ARMY, we bout to play smash bros. BTS may not be a group anymore after this. Wish us luck because friendships will be lost.”

“Let’s do this thang!” Jimin shouted in English, causing her to laugh as she stopped the video and tweeted, ‘Friendships will be lost...no hard feelings, mkay? #Jen’

For the first match, it was Jennie vs Jimin vs Namjoon vs Jin. They went to the character select menu as the epic video game music continued to play.

“Let me guess, Rosalina & Luma?” Jungkook declared.

“Damn right,” Jen replied and selected them. “I’m at my best when I use them.”

“Ahahaha, for future reference, we may have to kick some people out of Bangtan due to frustrations in this game so let’s try to have a clean and fair fight, all right?” Jin announced.

“We’re choosing the Norfair stage.” Jimin picked.

“NO!” Jen yelled.

“YES!” Namjoon yelled back

“I hate that stage! We just started playing, can we choose a more sane and civilized stage?” Miss Bangtan pleaded

“Nope! Suffer.” Namjoon laughed evilly.

Jennie shook her head in disbelief. “This is so uncharacteristic of you. I am appalled.”

3!

2!

1!

GO!

“Wait! Wait! I wasn’t ready!” Jin yelled as his character, Luigi, began to get punched around by Jimin who giggled hysterically.

Jennie decided to go on a defensive route and stay away from all the fighting until she found an opening, watching the character’s movements.

“No defensive this time, Jen Drop.” Namjoon’s character, Sonic, went right after hers as they began fighting around.

As the game went on, Jimin started laughing when his character, Yoshi, accidentally fell off the map.

“How?!” Taehyung laughed at him with Jungkook.

“It was an accident!” Jimin exclaimed

Meanwhile, Jennie managed to kick Jin off the map to eliminate him until he could respawn again.

Jin frowned. “Why, Jennie? Why would you do this? And stop taunting me, Jimin!” The oldest member yelled over their laughter.

Before they knew it, the giant lava wave began to come up to the screen while Jennie managed to kick Namjoon out of one of the safe areas so she wouldn’t get hit. But suddenly he paused the game

“Hey! We are not doing this, you can’t do that!” she shouted.

“What are you talking about!?” Namjoon shouted back, trying to look innocent.

“Stop pausing the game!” 

“I accidentally pressed pause!”

“Stop lying!”

Namjoon unpaused the game and managed to get into the safe area with her while the lava wave came through. Unfortunately for Jin, he spawned just in time for his character to get hit again, knocking him out of the match again as everyone laughed at him.

“This is how you treat the oldest?” Jin asked.

Near the end of the round, Jennie and Namjoon were the final ones in the match, with Namjoon occasionally trying to find slick ways to cheat by messing with her controller and pausing the game constantly to distract her. The lava wave in the game came once again and he managed to make her character face its wrath, to win the match.

‘GAME! The winner is! Sonic!’

“Looks like I won!” He happily announced

“What is you talkin’ about!?” Jennie yelled. “Friggin cheater!”

Next was Yoongi vs Jungkook vs Taehyung vs Namjoon, who battled each other in the Final Destination stage. After giving her controller to Taehyung, Jen watched as Jungkook used Mario to trash his opponents.

“Can you at least go easy on me!?” Namjoon exclaimed.

“I don’t think that’s happening,” Yoongi replied.

With no surprise, the Golden Maknae won the match and proceeded to take on Hobi, Taehyung, and Jimin this time. Before Jen knew it, it was her turn to play again. She ended up groaning when she watched Jungkook select Ganondorf as his character.

“Why?” She complained. “Why would you do this? I hate playing against him, he’s so damn hard!”

“Exactly why I picked him.” The Golden Maknae smirked, still proud of his winning streak. 

He had won four games straight.

She rolled her eyes and selected the Wuhu Island. As the match began, the players continued to fight around the platforms that were moving occasionally.

“Stop trying to take me out, Kook!” She attempted to evade his attacks before he could take her off the map. “I hate you, he got me struggling over here with this character.”

Unluckily for her, her character fell into the water and sank down, getting taken out as she rolled her eyes.

Hobi, playing as Ryu from Street Fighter, begins to shout, “Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Ha-“

“Shut up!” Yoongi shouted, causing him to squeal in surprise.

As the match went on, Jungkook caught Jennie with his final smash as she angrily handed the controller to Namjoon. 

“Fuck outta here!” She snapped while Jungkook laughed hysterically.

It was down to Jungkook and Hobi. The members mainly cheered on Hobi because they wanted to see Jungkook lose.

“Did he get him?! He did!” Jimin yelled when Hobi hit Jungkook with the final smash, beating him as everyone cheered.

“You sure you don’t want to play?” Jen asked Vienna.

“Why not?” She took Jungkook’s controller after Jen told him to give it to her. ”I don’t know how to play, though.”

After Jen told her the basic moves, Vienna chose Kirby to go up against Yoongi, Hobi, and Taehyung. They battled at Hyrule Castle 64 as the main theme of The Legend of Zelda played.

“W-wait stop falling off the edge of the map. Jump up! ” Jen laughed and tried to coach her sister. 

After a few moments, she continued to get the hang of it, taking out Yoongi’s Pikachu character.

“What? That connected?” Vienna asked, bewildered.

“You knocked him out of the map but the battle isn’t over yet, keep fighting.” Jen encouraged.

“That’s some disrespect, right there,” Vienna complained when her character was taken out the map by Taehyung.

“Ah, fuck this game!” Yoongi rage quit and handed the controller to Jin instead so he could take over. He got frustrated when he kept getting beaten down by everyone.

“Really, hyung?” Jimin giggled.

“He’s just a little upset.” Namjoon teased.

When Vienna suddenly realized that she won the game, beating Taehyung, she responded in shock, “Wait, I won?!”

“Good job!” Taehyung happily said, placing his hand out for her to high five him, while the rest of the members applauded her efforts.

“Thank you! Good game!” She beamed and turned to Jennie. “That was fun! You’re in good hands here. I like their vibe, up close and personal. It’s like you’re not away from family.”

Jen returned her smile and nodded. “Thanks, Vee. I agree.”

“All right, let’s play teams now,” Jimin announced.

“I call Jungkook.” Jennie declared, high fiving the Golden Maknae.

“NO!” Namjoon and Jimin shout.

“Noooooooooo~!” Taehyung and Hobi complained

“Absolutely not.” Jin shook his head

“Hell no,” Yoongi added.

“And why not?” Jungkook asked with irritation while Jennie scowled at the members’ disapproval of her choice of partner.

“No JenKook for this because you always win together. Change it up.” Namjoon demanded which caused the 97 Liners to look displeased by their demands.

“I call Jennie!” Taehyung shouted and clung to her.

“What...?” Jungkook frowned, narrowing his eyes at the 95 Liner. “How come he gets to-“

“And I call Jungkook~!” Jimin hugged him as Jungkook let out an exasperated sigh. 

Jen shot Jungkook an apologetic smile and prepared to play.

Jennie and Taehyung battle against Jin and Namjoon, easily getting a win when Jen took out both of her opponents with Rosalina & Luma’s final smash.

“No! No!” Jin complained

“OP! That is OP! So overpowered!” Namjoon shouted.

Miss Bangtan danced in victory with Tae, ignoring their protests, “Hey! Hey! Hey!”

As an hour went by, Jimin spoke, “I want to see Jungkook and Jennie battle each other.” 

His idea made the 97 Liners' interest rise as they glanced at each other.

“I’m down, are you?” Jen asked.

“Bring it on.” The Golden Maknae responded.

Jennie chose the same character while Jungkook chose Shulk. For their first battle, they chose the Gaur Plain stage as the theme played.

3!

2!

1!

GO!

As soon as the fight began, Jennie and Jungkook clashed, trying to get as many hits as possible while avoiding falling off the map. Jungkook managed to juggle Jennie up in the air with perfectly timed strikes before blasting her off the map. A confident smirk came across his lips as he waited for her character to respawn.

Jennie kept calm, making sure to keep a cool head while fighting back. Her heart began to race faster as they continued to play, aiming to win. The members watched them game keenly, with no words spoken as they watched them back and forth.

Jungkook managed to knock her off the map to win the game as she roughly ran a hand over her face.

Frustration was clear on her face for a moment before she got calm again. They played again, picking the same stage. Jen glanced at the top of the screen to see and hear, Mechanical Rhythm, playing in the background for the stage, setting the mood for a more aggressive gameplay

“And she’s getting mad.” Jungkook teased, trying to get under her skin.

Jennie decided to ignore him and remained focused. 

All that was heard was the rapid button mashing and battle cries of their characters. Once she began to continuously strike his character off the map, the Golden Maknae began to become vigilant of the direction of the battle.

'She got this,' Vienna thought as she watched her sister focus.

"See ya!" Jen lightly said once she swiftly got behind his character and kicked him straight to the sky for a finishing blow.

"Shit!" Jungkook shouted.

‘GAME!’

“YES!” she shouted, standing up and fist pumped.

“AHHHHHHHHH!” the members yelled, jumping up and down while Vienna grinned and applauded.

The winner is, Rosalina & Luma!

The Golden Maknae was visibly disappointed by his loss, remaining silent while everyone celebrated her victory.

“Final round! Who will win?” Jin laughed

“That was just luck. I let you win.” Jungkook responded.

“We’ll see about that in the final round,” Jen replied.

For the final round, they fought furiously, both equally matched. Once they saw the smash ball spawn, they aimed to hit it. She managed to destroy the smash ball just before him and caught him in Rosalina’s final smash. She watched as Luma expanded bigger and started to repeatedly attack Jungkook’s character, boosting up his percentage rate and then he was blasted out of the map

GAME!

“WOO!” She jumped up.

“OH MAH GOD!” Jimin yelled while the rest of the members started yelling and jumping up and down with her

“She beat Jungkook!” Jin celebrated

Jungkook placed his controller down and huffed, displeased at his loss while some of the members teased him by shaking him while laughing at him. 

Jennie took a seat right next to him on the carpet with her phone in her hand. She took a victory selfie with a bright smile on her face with an annoyed Jungkook in the background. 

She tweeted, ‘#Bodied’

Standing up, Jungkook grabbed a pillow and tossed it across the room before going straight to his room while everyone continued laughing

“Ahahahahaha! Yooooooo! He tossed the pillow!” Vienna cackled. “He’s so mad.”

After another hour of gaming, everyone decided to head off to bed. Jennie let Vienna sleep in her bed while she took a visit to Jungkook’s room, wondering if he was still upset that he lost. She’d be feeling the same way since they both enjoy winning.

Who doesn’t like to win?

Shutting his door after walking inside, she saw him sulking while playing on his phone. He was still feeling bitter about the loss.

“So, we not friends, now?” she teased and took a seat on his bed. 

Instead of replying, he ignored her and placed the covers over himself.

“I hope you know that won’t get rid of me.” she grabbed his covers and got in the bed with him, facing his back. He sighed and tried to move away but she moved against him, hugging him from behind. “We still not friends?”

Ignored again.

She suddenly pressed her soft lips to his cheek, taking him by surprise. 

“How about now?” she asked but didn't get a response. 

The Golden Maknae felt his cheeks warm up but he continued to be stubborn while pondering if she’d kiss him, again. Seconds later, he felt those lips against his cheek repeatedly.

“Now?” She asked again.

Kiss.

“Now?”

Kiss.

“How about now?”

Kiss.

“Now?”

Kiss.

“Now?”

Kiss.

“What about now?”

Kiss.

“How about now?”

Kiss.

“Now?”

It was getting harder to ignore her as he was greeted by her kisses all over his face. He was losing the battle in fighting the big grin appearing on his face.

“I see that smile! Now answer, we still friends?” she spoke and he tried to ignore her again. “I’ll stay here all night if I have to. I guess I have to be the big spoon, so be it. So, we still not friends? I know you hear me.”

She laughed, snuggling up against him tightly as he started forgetting about his anger from losing the game.

Jungkook sighed and turned around, wrapping an arm around her to bring her to his chest. 

“I can’t stay mad at you...” He grumbled.

“Good. Now good night.” She snuggled against him.

“Y-you’re staying?”

“And having to deal with Vienna’s wild sleeping? I think not. Besides I like sleeping with you. You’re so warm and comfortable. Like a friggin human heater. Unless you want me to leave-“

“Stay, please,”

The next morning, Jungkook woke up with Jennie sleeping on his chest. He briefly watched her sleep and smiled. He pondered what it’d be like to wake up to this every day if they were a couple. Good morning kisses were guaranteed as well as him trying to make her stay in bed with him.

Gently moving her, he got out of bed and placed the covers on her. Stretching his arms, he headed out of the room, noticing that Jin already made breakfast because of the smell of food. Saying their good mornings, Jungkook grabbed a plate and took it back to his room, placing it on his nightstand for Jen to eat.

When he went back into the kitchen, he noticed Vienna sitting by the table, eating with Jin while trying to speak English with him.

Vienna noticed Jungkook and smiled warmly. 

“Hey. Morning.” she greeted while Jin went to make plates for the members when they woke up.

“Good morning!” Jungkook greeted while smiling shyly.

She typed something in her phone and slid it to him. He looked at it and it read, ‘Sorry for the language barrier. I don’t know Korean but found this app to help translate. I’ll cut right to the chase. There’s been a question I’ve been wanting to ask you since I met you. You like my sister, don’t you?’

He looked up, surprised, and averted his eyes, looking shy. 

That immediately gave her an answer.

She chuckled and typed something else on her phone before sliding it back to him.

‘I’m not angry. I’m happy. I love my sister and I would do anything for her. And watching you...I see that your feelings are genuine and that you deeply care for her. You’ll make a cute couple. You have my full support. :)’

He read and looked up, nodding. “Th-thank you.” He responded softly.

“You’re welcome,” she replied and went back to eating.

After breakfast, Jennie and Vienna hang out in Seoul to bond. When they were shopping at a local store, Jen had found an emoji head and tried it on. 

Vienna thought it was funny and took a photo, posting it on her Instagram with the caption, ‘My heart &lt;;3’

Not long after, Alani facetimed Vienna. “Oh gosh, I guess she saw the post.” Vienna laughed and accepted the call. 

The screen revealed Alani shaking her head while Jennie popped up next to Vienna, waving.

“Yo, I hate y’all...skipping class, Vienna? Leaving ME to present our project!?” Alani yelled. “Ima kill you when you come back! Are you kidding me!?”

“Wait you left Alani with your project?” Jen exclaimed

“Well...I mean...I did my part.” Vienna grinned sheepishly

“Yes, this girl left me to present alone!” Alani yelled angrily.

“It’s good practice for what you want to do.” Vienna shrugged. “Don’t be a snitch and tell mom or dad. I’ll be home soon.”

“I cannot believe you! I could’ve gone with you!”

Jen was surprised by her statement while Vienna laughed. “That wasn’t what I was expecting.” 

"Hey! I can be rebellious, too!" Alani exclaimed. 

------

Later that day, an African American female college student hung around Dunkin Donuts, filming a vlog for her YouTube channel. She was with two of her American friends, a guy and another girl, who sipped on their coffee, eating breakfast sandwiches.

“Hey guys, we are back with another video. It is day 3 of us being in Seoul, and we’re here eating Dunkin Donuts. Say hi!” she panned the camera to her friends and they rambled about their excitement for their upcoming semester of studying abroad.

While her friends were talking, she turned to do more people watching but froze when she noticed Jennie.

“Wait a minute is that-oh my God, guys, I think that’s Jennie from BTS.,” she said quickly with a whisper. She panned her camera to Miss Bangtan and Vienna who were waiting for their order. “What the heck is she doing here!?”

Her two friends widened their eyes and covered their mouths. 

“Holy sh-no way is that really her?” her female friend exclaimed as their hearts started racing.

“Guys, we are in the same building as Miss Bangtan, how great is this?” her guy friend responded.

“Should we say hi?” the Youtuber pondered.

“No! We should be respectful.” Her female friend disapproved.

“And miss an opportunity to say hey to our favorite K-pop idol? Hell no, I want to say hi. We’re not screaming in her face or anything.” her male friend said.

“I dunno...should we?” the Youtuber wondered.

“We should do it.”

“Won’t it be rude?”

“Yelling and screaming in excitement in her face is. But as long as we’re not too crazy, I honestly don’t see what the problem is with approaching your favorite idol.”

“Jennie looks so mad though, should we approach her?” the female friend added.

“Remember that Jen always says that she has a resting bitch face?” the Youtuber brought up.

“True...”

The Youtuber handed her friends the camera and she got out of her seat, making her way to Jennie. Butterflies were in her stomach as she inched closer to her idol. She even went over what she planned to say in her head.

When the Youtuber watched Jennie and Vienna turn around, she froze as she locked eyes with Miss Bangtan. 

“Um-I uh, annyeongh-hello-haseyo-um-i uh-hi.” She stuttered, trying to say hello.

“Hi.” Jennie let out a chuckle. “You good, girl?”

“I can’t even speak, right now. If I can’t even speak in my own language, what makes me think I can speak in Korean?” the fan sighed. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to say hi, I can’t believe you are in front of me. I’m trying to create a Vlog for YouTube and then you showed up, throwing me off guard with your beauty and I’m just embarrassing myself in front of you.”

“Awww thank you! You don’t have to be so nervous. You’re fine! I encourage fans to say hi!” Jen reassured while the girl’s two friends appeared next to her, nervously saying hi. “How are you guys? You eat this morning?”

“Yes, we did. We’re college students. Studying abroad.”

“Wow, really? When did you come to Korea?” 

“A few days before to know our surroundings until it’s time for the Fall semester to start.”

“Wow, enjoy it to the fullest. I always hear that some people want to get closer to their favorite K-Pop idols and all while being here but still take time to learn the culture and go sightseeing. Learn the history and even more of the language. It’s a beautiful place and South Korea isn’t just about K-Pop, you feel me?”

“Definitely. You inspired me to study abroad here. I was always nervous to step out of my comfort zone and go to another country. But when you did it, especially at a young age, away from family, it motivated me. This is my second time studying abroad. I went to Spain last summer. I’m glad I did it, I’m learning a lot about myself and trying new things. Now I’m a senior in college, here in Seoul.”

“Wow, that means so much to me. It’s good to get out there, you will learn a lot. I always think it’s fascinating to learn about other cultures. Especially the food, that’s always a plus. Do you know some Korean?”

“Only the basics.” the YouTuber’s female friend responded while their guy friend agreed.

“I’m at an intermediate level but I’m so nervous to be in front of you, I couldn’t show you my Korean skills or even speak in proper English.” the Youtuber responded which made Jennie laugh at the way she said her statement.

“We managed to grab seats for ISAC, too!” the male friend beamed

“No way, for real? That’s dope. Make sure you cheer on Bangtan.”

After she took photos with the three students and did a quick shoutout when being filmed for the vlog, Jennie offered them some of her munchkins and wrote encouraging messages on their notebooks with an autograph.

‘Don’t stay in your dorm during your semester. Go out, take the train and travel around South Korea!’

‘This is a great experience to learn more about yourself and another country’s culture. Enjoy every second of it and have a blast.‘

‘Cherish the people you meet along your journey here in Seoul. Learn something new while you are here.’

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Just before the ISAC event, Big Hit released a Bangtan Bomb called, ‘Training Smartie for ISAC 2015’

The video contained multiple clips of the members overexaggerating and eagerly yelling words of encouragement while training her.

As she lifted weights, the members would yell encouraging words such as, “Let’s go smartie!”, “Let’s go! Feel the power!”, “Believe in the power!” and she managed not to laugh at their yells as they jumped up and down.

For a bonus clip, Jennie was seated at the table with Suga and Jungkook next to her. She began eating a big plate of Lamb Skewers while Suga and Jungkook cheered her on.

“Eat!”

“You got this! You got this!”

“Chew it well!”

“You must eat well for wrestling!”

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On the day of the event, Bangtan arrived, already in their assigned outfits while Vienna walked with Jennie.

“I don’t know what the hell is going on. What are they saying? And why do they keep staring? It’s starting to piss me off-excuse me don’t touch my hair!” Vienna exclaimed.

Jennie cringed and pulled her away. She turned to one of the staff members and bowed slightly. 

“Please don’t touch our hair without our permission. It’s rude, all right?” she responded in Korean.

“Is that your real hair?” the staff member asked.

“Yes. It is our natural, real hair,” she responded as they looked amazed and confused.

As the two sisters walked away, Vienna mentioned, “I don’t want no one looking at me cross-eyed. It’s rude to stare.”

“I mean...you’ll get used to it. It can be annoying,"

Around 300 idols made of ten teams were participating today and it was packed with various fandoms supporting their favorite groups. Once Jennie escorted Vienna to sit with the Big Hit staff on the seats, she waited for the event to start.

She stood with Bangtan backstage, waiting for their team to be called out so they could walk out.

“Now the players are entering.” The commentators announced.

“Team Female-vengers: Kara, Rainbow, Dal shabet, EXID, Minx, GFriend.” was the second team announced.

“Ah, Hayoon~.” Jennie beamed when she saw her happily walk out with G-Friend.

“How you feeling?” Rapmon stood next to her.

“Nervous but excited too. I really hope I do well in these two games. Wrestling and volleyball? I trained as hard as I could for this. I have a great feeling about this ISAC.”

“You’ll make Bangtan proud no matter what happens. Just keep a cool head and remember what we told you.”

“Ditto.”

“Team Who’s your boss: Noel, Wonder Girls, Jeong Jinwoon, Changmin, Lee Hyun, MissA, Baek A-yeon, BTS, Bestie, GOT7.” was announced next as they walked out. 

BTS walked out with big smiles on their faces, while Jennie looked on amazed at how many people showed up this time.

On the electronic display, it showed various idols. When it showed Jennie, who wasn’t aware that she was shown at first, ARMY screamed loud and proud. Jin nudged her and pointed up at the screen. She looked up and widened her eyes, chuckling before waving.

The fact that she was on the same team as Wonder Girls was astounding and she was even on a volleyball team with two of the members. It’ll be a great experience.

After saying the oath, the event started with Women’s Ssireum. There were teams consisting of three members and they played the best out of three. The time of play is one minute and 30 seconds. Jennie was teamed up with Baek A-Yeon and Haeryung from Bestie. They were stretching together and talking strategy.

For the preliminaries, Kyoungri from Nine Muses went up against Hyerin from EXID for the first match. Jennie was standing around with Bangtan, focused as she watched them closely.

“Breathe,” Namjoon said encouragingly behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t be discouraged. They’re not ready for Miss Bangtan.”

“Thanks.” she smiled and they took a seat.

Jungkook sat next to her as they watched closely at the two wrestling. Hyerin had attacked by effortlessly using her feet to trip Kyoungri down in 2.06 seconds.

“You see how she goes for the legs?” Jungkook pointed out. “She aims to trip her opponents. Watch your feet if you go up against her.”

“All right,” she responded.

“Do all that you can to stay on your feet. When you see an opening go for the takedown,”

Throughout the entire round of Nine Muses and EXID, Jungkook pointed some stuff out to pay attention to, mentioning strategies on how to take on the girls. Fansites that attended ISAC, filmed the BTS members and updated their Twitter accounts on what was going on. Once they snapped a photo of JenKook watching closely, with Jungkook whispering strategy in her ear, they tweeted the photos with the caption, ‘Mentor and student. JenKook look focused!’

Fans would immediately tweet,

‘97Liners, I ship!'

'If he whispered in my ear, I would’ve DIED! How can she just sit there so calm?'

'Jungkook is such a great mentor!'

'There is no way she was that calm when you have the golden Maknae whispering in your ear’

'He was probably giving her advice on the wrestling. Y'all thirsty! It ain’t that deep!’

Matches such as Girl's Day vs AOA, Apink vs Red Velvet, Tara vs Secret, and Mamamoo vs Sistar occurred until it was time for Jen’s team to go up against G-Friend. AOA, APink, T-ara, Nine Muses and Mamamoo all advanced to the semi round and it was down to either G-Friend or Bestie/Baek A-Yeon & Jennie. Umji, Eunha, and Yerin represented G-Friend in this match.

“First we have the plucky Miss Bangtan representing BTS and is teaming up with Baek A-Yeon and Haeryung. Last year, she had a running relay and fell down.” the commentators recapped, showing her falling on the screen.

The sight of her falling, caused Jen to roll her eyes, seeming irritated at the sight. They were doing her dirty because she fell. It was over and done with. 

“They really bringing up this crap again?” she grumbled under her breath, shaking her head.

She stepped up on the platform while Yerin waited for her with a bright smile since they were great friends. The two winked at each other before giggling.

“Go, Jennie! Go, Yerin!” Hayoon, along with the other G-Friend members cheered. 

Jen exhaled and glanced at Jungkook who gave her a reassuring smile.

“You got this. Remember what I told you,” he mouthed and she responded with a curt nod and turned back to Yerin.

The two of them bowed to each other and positioned themselves while kneeling.

“JENNNIEEEEEEEEEEE~!” Jimin yelled with Taehyung, applauding.

“Munchkin! Munchkin! Munchkin!” Hobi chanted while Rapmon and Suga laughed with one another, feeling second-hand embarrassment.

“Miss Bangtan has quite the fanboys, it seems. Who will win? Jennie or Yerin?” the announcers wondered.

Once the whistle blew, Jennie immediately used her strength to lift Yerin high in the air and slammed her down on the mat. 

Jungkook slapped his hands together and stood up with a big grin on his face, fist pumping.

“Yes!” he yelled.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!” Bangtan jumped up, applauding her victory while ARMY and the rest of Bangtan supporters began screaming for her.

Yerin started laughing, covering her face while Jennie helped her up. 

“You all right, sis?” she hugged her.

“Yes, I’m fine. You’re so strong.” Yerin giggled.

“Wow! That power!” the commentators exclaimed as they went to a slow-motion replay. “The strength of Miss Bangtan should not be underestimated!”

“Winner! BTS’ Jennie!” was announced as male idols watched the performance, surprised and mesmerized. 

Some were whispering to themselves about her and smirking in approval.

“Atta girl!” Zico from Block B, shouted, cheering her on with the rest of the Block B members.

GOT7 also became her cheerleaders as Bam Bam stared at her with heart eyes, placing a hand over her heart. 

“I think I’m in love,” Bam Bam mentioned to Jackson, who cackled at him, slapping his arm.

As the fansites filmed videos and posted it on their social media, as fans commented,

‘Some of the boys look pleased’

'So who is gonna be the next idol to speak on how much they admire Jen? Cause some of them are staring hard af and I'm here for it'

‘Hahaha some of the guys look like they wanna marry her’

‘Bam Bam watching with that pleased look on his face, ahahah.’

‘Sexy, beautiful and powerful! Go gurl!

‘She FLEW HER DOWN! DAMN’

‘The girls’ faces hahaha they look so scared to face her now’

‘Look at her face in the beginning! She looked like, “Oh shit, I’m dead.’

‘I’m ready to see Jennie at Wrestlemania now.’

‘She took that so seriously ahaha.’

‘Can Jennie throw me like that too!?’

‘Force to be reckoned with! She didn’t come to play! She definitely redeemed herself from last time.’

‘How did she get so strong!? OMG Jungkook what have you been teaching her!?’

‘Flipped her like pancakes. Didn’t even last two seconds!’

‘She-she just picked her up and slammed her down in 2.0 seconds!’

‘I blinked and Yerin was on the mat. What happened!?’

‘I love how the guys are smiling so hard.’

‘That Captain America strength right there! Miss Bangtan 100%! Represent us!’

Jennie was smiling brightly at the cheers and applauds for her efforts as she bowed and waved. 

After leaving the mat, Hayoon ran up to her to hug her. “That was amazing!” she said and started giving her repeated kisses on her cheek.

After speaking with G-Friend, Jennie went back to Bangtan who had given her high fives and compliments such as, “Well done.” And “You’ve worked hard.”

“You did it!” Jungkook high fived her and pulled her to his chest for a warm hug.

“We did it.” she corrected him as she wrapped her arms around his back. The rest of the members joined in for a group hug before sitting back down to watch the rest of her team wrestle.

She cheered on Baek A-Yeon as she went up against Umji and managed to slam her down on the mat to make her team advance to the semi-round. 

“Yeah!” Jennie jumped up and ran up to Baek A-Yeon with Haeryung to celebrate their advancement.

As the last round started, Jennie sat back down with Taehyung wrapping his arms around her from behind, sitting behind her. Jimin sat in front of her, laying his back between her legs while Jungkook hugged Taehyung from behind.

They watched as Baek A-Yeon went up against Sung-a from Nine Muses and lost the match when she was slammed down. 

Jennie stood up and walked to the mat, preparing to wrestle Sojin. They bowed to each other and got in position.

As soon as the whistle blew, Sojin tried to catch her off guard by going after her legs but Jennie stood her ground and lifted her up to slam her down within five seconds.

“Sorry.” Jennie grinned and helped her up while Sojin reassured her that she was fine.

The fansites had filmed Jungkook smiling proudly and in the end, Jen’s team had won a Bronze medal for their efforts when Haeryung fell short against her opponent. After they received their bronze medals, Haeryung began to cry. 

“Wait, why are you crying?” Jennie went to console her with Baek A-Yeon.

“I let the team down. I’m sorry,” she responded, sadly.

“Hey, you did not let us down. We tried our best and we had fun. Thank you for your hard work. You’ve done well, girl. Don't even worry about it.” she reassured her, wiping her tears as the fansites filmed their conversation.

The three ladies join in for a group hug, thanking each other for a job well done for wrestling.

When the interaction was posted on Twitter, people praised Jennie's kindness and sportsmanship.

While soccer began, Jennie chilled with Bangtan, taking out her bun. Before she prepared to fix it, Taehyung grabbed her hair tie and got behind her, fixing her bun for her. She was surprised at how delicate he was to not hurt her. He placed her hair in a high bun and got in front of her to place a strand of curls on each side. Once he was done, he patted her head and smiled.

She took out her phone and checked it out. “This looks really good, Tae.”

Wandering around after catching up with some idol friends, Jennie decided to finally approach The8, greeting him in Chinese. 

“I only know a little bit of Chinese but I will try to learn more so there can be less of a language barrier between us.” her Chinese was broken but he smiled at her efforts and managed to understand her clearly.

‘Wow...handsome.” he responded in English which caused her to chuckle

“Beautiful.” she corrected.

“Sorry, sorry.” he bowed, feeling embarrassed.

“It’s all right. Can you recommend me some Chinese dishes I should try? I love Chinese food.” 

“Yes, of course!” he started naming some of his favorite dishes. 

As they spoke, Joshua approached them and greeted them.

“Hey! Great job on the wrestling.” Joshua said in English.

“Oh, thank you! I had a blast. You’re Joshua, right?”

“Yeah, it’s nice to finally meet Miss Bangtan. I’m actually from Los Angeles.”

“Ah, west coast. I’m from the east. East side is better just so you know.” she teased and they shared a laugh. “The both of you two are so cute.” she pointed at the both of them.

“You’re cute, too. The8 is really fond of you. He always talks about how kind and hardworking you are.” he gestured while The8 was looking at them back and forth, confused since they were speaking in English.

“I saw the video. It always gives me a giddy feeling when people tell me that. It makes me feel really good. Hey, can I have your Kakao Talk?”

“Yeah, of course.” he took out his phone

“I want your Kakao Talk too, The8.” she gestured to him and he took out his phone. 

After getting each other's Kakao Talk, Jennie continued to bring The8 into their conversation.

“Joshua also plays the guitar. We saw your V-Live. You were great.” The8 smiled.

“Really? Thank you! Oh gosh, I feel so embarrassed, I didn’t think some idols would watch it too.” she responded.

As she continued to wander around, she even met Yeeun from CLC, remembering that Yeeun was eager to meet her. They compared their classes for the upcoming school year and noticed that they’ll be sharing a few classes together. They will definitely have more time to hang out and get to know each other.

Throughout the event, Hayoon would cling to Jennie, hugging her from behind, while she laughed.

“Why are you affectionate, today? You must want something.” she assumed, since last time she wanted some of her smarties.

“No, I’m just happy to see you. I haven’t seen you in a while.” Hayoon replied.

While she was being hugged, Jennie would look around at the crowd and noticed fans wearing USA clothing and waving American flags to represent her. She smiled and pointed them out, feeling even more good about herself. She even spotted Vienna in the crowd and waved, blowing kisses.

“LOVE YOU!” Vienna shouted from her seat. The college student noticed some ARMY trying to get her attention. “I don’t speak Korean but it looks like you want to take a selfie, so sure.” she gestured for them to give her their phones.

Jennie and Jimin migrated to the basketball court to support Suga who was currently warming up for the basketball finals match. Jimin and Jennie were standing where the staff seats were while she took photos on her phone.

“Suga got this in the bag. He should be fine.” Jennie said.

“Yes!” Jimin praised when they watched Suga make a shot in the basket while practicing.

When the game started, Jennie and Jimin became cheerleaders for the Daegu rapper.

“MIN YOONGI~!” Jimin shouted. “Lee Changmin! Jung Jinwoon! Lee Hyun-hyungnim!”

“WOO HOOOOOOOOO! YEAH!” Jennie shouted. “YOU GOT THIS FAM! I SEE YOU BOO, I SEE YOU!”

Suga had put his head down, while his teammates started laughing at their enthusiasm for their groupmate.

Due to their heated cheers, Jimin and Jennie sat on the sidelines to watch the game. Every time Suga’s team made a shot, Jimin and Jennie would jump up from their seats and cheer.

“That’s my Suga!” Jennie shouted proudly, happily applauding. “I am a proud little sister!”

“Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi!” Jennie and Jimin chanted as the game progressed.

Yoongi’s team ended up winning and earning gold medals.

Before Jennie knew it, it was time for Volleyball as she stood backstage with the stylists, preparing her outfit. She wore a long sleeve shirt and black shorts with knee pads. When Jennie put on the shorts, she noticed they were a bit too small.

“Ah...I told you to get a bigger size. My ass is bigger than you Korean women. And I have wider hips.” she exclaimed while the stylists giggled.

“We came prepared, don’t worry.” 

They brought in a backup pair which fit much better. She checked out her outfit in the mirror and turned around to look at her behind. 

“All right, it’s covering up everything. Ah, I’m freaking out.” Jennie rambled.

When she was all dressed up, she walked to the gym, where the volleyball court was already put up. She gathered around the members as they helped prepare her.

“Ready, sweetie?” Jin smiled.

“A little nervous.”

“You’ll be just fine.” Yoongi patted her on the back

Taehyung gave her water while Jimin began massaging her shoulders to help her relax.

“I have the tape.” Namjoon brought up and grabbed one of her hands while Hobi grabbed her other hand to start taping her fingers.

“Remember, be careful, spike some balls and win.” Jungkook reminded her. “Use your golden defense skills.”

“I’ll be sure to do that and more.” she nodded.

Hobi cupped her face, pressing his lips to her forehead. He smiled softly, “You got this, Jennie! Show those ladies why Bangtan is great!”

She nodded and started to grin, high fiving each member before walking up to the court to meet with her teammates.

Representing Team Who’s The Boss, Jennie teamed with Baek A-Yeon, Hyelim & Yubin from Wonder Girls and Min and Suzy from Miss A. Their opponents were from Team the Return of The King which consisted of Hyuna & Gayoon from 4Minute, Yeeun & Seunghee from CLC, and Hayoung and Naeyun from APink.

“Here we are! This is the first time we are having a volleyball event at ISAC. Miss Bangtan will be starting to serve, representing Team Who’s the Boss.” The commentators mentioned over the roaring cheers of the audience.

Jennie exhaled sharply, as her heart raced while having the ball in her hands. 

‘I can do this...’ she gave herself words of encouragement. 

Just before she could serve, she heard loud screaming.

“JENNNNNNNNNNIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE~! You Got this!! Goooooooo

Jennnnnnnniiiieeeeeeeee~!”

The screaming caught her by surprise and she turned around sharply to see Jimin, J-Hope, and Yoongi hollering for her. Rap Monster had facepalmed, shaking his head while Jin and Jungkook were giggling, clapping to themselves.

Her teammates began giggling at her enthusiastic group members and thought it was cute that they were cheering her on. 

Jennie had let out a loud laugh and blew some kisses at Bangtan before turning back to her opponents.

“GO JENNIE!” another scream caught her by surprise but this time it was actually from Hayoon who was standing on the sidelines with the rest of GFriend, cheering her on. 

She had shyly looked down after screaming so loudly but Jennie had appreciated her cheers.

‘Okay...let’s do this.’ she began bouncing the volleyball by slapping it with her palm as it hit the ground then back to her palm, numerous times. 

The loud sound began to intimidate her opponents as they tried to get ready.

Raising the ball in the air, she jumped up high for a powerful spike. The ball ended up hitting the ground on the other side before the opposing team could hit it and Jennie earned a point for her team. Loud screams from ARMY were heard around the arena while some watched, stunned at the spike.

“YES! That is my child! I raised her! That is my beautiful little girl!” Jin yelled happily.

“WOOOOOOO! ATTA GIRL!” Namjoon shouted. 

A proud smile came across Jungkook’s lips as he nodded in approval, applauding her efforts. 'That's my Jennie,' he thought proudly.

“Whaaaaaaa, what a powerful strike from Jennie of BTS! Wow!” the commentators went on.

She was surprised as her teammates went to hug her. “I can’t believe I got that.” she started laughing while Yubin and Hyelim smiled sweetly, patting her on the back.

The game progressed with Bangtan watching closely as they saw the concentration in her eyes. They admired her efforts because she truly had worked hard. Jen soared with her defensive skills as she effortlessly blocked the ball, which caused some of her opponents to get annoyed that they couldn’t get a point.

“Ah, Jennie, stop blocking my spikes!” Hyuna whined.

“Not sorry.” Jennie replied with a grin.

“Are you seeing this!? Are you seeing this!?” Taehyung grabbed onto Jimin and started shaking him. “She keeps blocking the ball! They’re gonna win!”

“WOOOOO! Go, Jen!” Jackson, Bam Bam and Mark became some of her hypemen throughout the match.

Jen’s forearms began to sting from the constant hitting of the ball as the game went on. Her team was well in the lead, thanks to Yubin and Suzy soaring in setting the ball for their teammates to spike, Hyelim being great at passing the ball to her teammates and Baek A-Yeon specializing in spiking with Min. Jennie had made sure to jump up and throw her hands up to block the ball whenever she could with her teammates, which helped tremendously in the game.

"Miss Bangtan's defense is dangerous," the commentators pointed out at how effortless she made blocking for her team.

Once Hayoung served the ball, Hyelim managed to hit the ball, passing it to Suzy who managed to hit the ball over the net. Yeeun dove down, hitting the ball as she connected with the floor while Gayoon passed the ball to Naeyun. Naeyun spiked the ball and Min hit the ball back. Yubin and Baek A-Yeon watched it fly near them and Baek A-Yeon managed to set the ball. 

“All yours, Jennie!” she gestured as Miss Bangtan jumped up and spiked the ball across the court.

Once they saw that the ball hit the floor before their opponents could hit it, they happily yelled in excitement.

“YES!” Jen screamed and fist pumped over the loud cheers and screams from the crowd. 

She started jumping up and down while her teammates threw themselves at her, and they all fell to the floor while hugging. When they got back on their feet, they celebrated all around the arena while Jen did aerial cartwheels around the arena in celebration.

Bangtan started laughing wholeheartedly that she still had the energy to jump and cartwheel around. They immediately ran down to the volleyball court to celebrate with her. J-Hope picked her up over his shoulders and ran around with Bangtan as they all cheered and celebrated. 

"Jennie! Jennie! Jennie!" The boys chanted.

The volleyball team received gold medals for their efforts. When the team was interviewed, Jennie thanked her teammates for working so hard to be victorious and praised them for their hard work. She had a blast with them and hopes volleyball continues to be an event in ISAC.

Meanwhile, Bam Bam had been watching her, smitten by her athleticism in the volleyball game. After some pep talk from Jackson, he finally decided to approach her, bringing a water and towel for her to wipe her sweaty face.

“Have you played volleyball, before?” he asked.

“I kid you not, this was my first actual game.”

“Wow, well you need to teach me some time because you were amazing out there.”

With the Maknae Line, Jimin was on alert when he noticed that Bam Bam was starting to flirt with her as she had covered her mouth while giggling and shyly averting her eyes. Once he nudged Taehyung and Jungkook to point out what was going on, Jungkook shot Bam Bam a sharp stare.

“All right, relax, he still has a dating ban so we should be okay,” Taehyung reassured.

“I hope so,” Jungkook grumbled.

Going backstage, Jen had Namjoon snap a photo of herself with her arms outstretched and a proud smile on her face. 

She tweets, ‘I came, I slayed, I conquered. Getting 1st place at ISAC feels so good. We winning! Yay us! #BlackGirlMagic #DidntTripThisTime #JEN’

For the final event, which was the final of Men's 400m relay, Jennie approached Jungkook from behind, placing a hand on his shoulder while smiling. “You ready?”

“I hope so. I really want to win.” he tilted his head to the side.

“You’ll do well. I’ll be waiting for you at the finish line, Golden Maknae,” she reassured him.

Those words motivated him to do well. Running and passing the finish line, to see her there, cheering him on. It brought a smile to his face.

Seventeen, B1A4, Teen Top, and BTS were the teams going up against each other. Jennie stood on the sidelines with GFriend and Yeeun.

“Let’s go Jimin!” Jennie shouted, clapping as her heart began to race. 

Once the idols started running, the arena started screaming. Jimin passed his stick to Taehyung as he dashed in his line tailing behind Sandeul from B1A4. 

“You got this Tae!” she began jumping up and down with GFriend and Yeeun.

Once Tae passed the stick to Hobi, he ran behind Jinyeong, before passing it to the last runner, which was Jungkook.

Soon as Jungkook zoomed past, everyone, he created a big gap as he aimed for the finish line. 

“Yes!” she happily yelled, continuing to watch him run. 

She started to migrate near the finish line, waiting for him to finish. ARMY began screaming as soon as Jungkook ran through the finish line. 

“The last runner from BTS is so amazing!” the commentators exclaimed while Rapmon and Jimin ran after him.

Jungkook kept running until he saw Jennie happily running towards him. He ran up to her and embraced her, rejoicing in his victory

“Ahhhh I’m so proud of you!” she wrapped her arms around his neck. 

They both felt a collision when Jimin, Rapmon, and Tae ran over, joining in the hug and they ended up tumbling onto the floor as the rest of the members joined in, laughing.

Yeeun ended up giggling with GFriend. “Ah, Jungkook and Jennie are so cute~!”

“I know! He looks so happy, too.” Eunha added with a smile.

“I haven’t told Jennie but I really ship her with Jungkook. Don’t you agree?” Hayoon asked.

“I know me too. I bet we’re not the only ones” SinB mentioned as they all agreed.

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A few days later, Jennie sat in her little studio at Big Hit with her camera videotaping her live for another V-Live. She sat in her chair, spinning around, while the views continued to multiply. She always had her V-Lives in English, enjoying speaking her primary language. But also tended to accommodate those who wanted to hear some Korean and Japanese. Some even asked for Chinese although she was still learning and needed work on it.

After a few moments and checked out the screen and waved. “What up, what up??” she smiled.

‘BABE!’

‘Hiiiiii’

‘ahhh I love you so much!’

‘Love u JW!’

“Welcome to the Smartie Factory!” she presented. “My own little studio, haha. Just like Suga, J-Hope, and Rapmon. This is where I create my covers and work on my music. Let me give you a tour.” she took the camera and showed off the computer. “So, this is where I have all my music on. I recently transferred my stuff from my laptop. I had this studio for a few months now and finally have the chance to show it off. Remember all the stuffed animals I received on White Day? Ahahaha, they’re all happily here to cheer me on while I work.” 

After showing everything, she set it back down on the desk while she sat and faced the camera.

“Sadly, there are no Smarties, right now, I ate them all. I’m so upset, I just had some yesterday. Sometimes I think the guys steal some of my smarties because there is just no way in the world I don’t have any left.”

‘How was ISAC?’

‘I saw videos of you at ISAC! You did great!’

‘You killed it at ISAC!’

“Yes, ISAC was sooooo fun! Mad fun! I had a great time, a better time than last year. At least I didn’t fall! I was so annoyed when they kept bringing up me falling last year. Just let it go, you know?” She continued to read the comments.

“Hahaha you say that some guys were looking at me? Who? Let me know the tea.” she spoke eagerly with amusement. “And yeah, I did meet more people! I finally got to meet some Seventeen members. They’re mad cool. The8 is very kind and cute. He accidentally called me handsome when he meant to say beautiful. I am trying to learn more Chinese so I can speak with him more and also to speak with more of our Chinese ARMY. I want to be able to communicate with you all without much of a language barrier. So please bear with me. I’ll be learning. You know, I get a kick out of my friends getting so confused when I speak English. And even Korean. It’s funny to see their reaction. I feel that way too when I’m not familiar with a language.”

‘The black community is so proud of you’

‘I love your self-determination’

“Well, I’m very proud that I’m representing the black community up here.” she beamed while reading the comments.

‘Did you see a lot of ARMY at ISAC?’

“Yeah, I did see a lot of ARMY at ISAC. I even saw some of you wear some USA merch. That was really cool of you to do that. I ran into some lucky ARMY after the show. Please don’t be so nervous to talk to me. I’m just a normal person just like you, just more known for her talents, that’s all. Like say hey, I’ll say hey back. While on Tumblr, I read that our supporters would probably die or pass out or wouldn’t be able to talk in front of their favorite idols. But I don’t want to miss an opportunity to meet my passionate supporters, so please don’t feel that way. I’m human, let’s have a brief conversation and chill.”

“Oh! For a while now, I was making some of my own music,” she added. “But lately I kind of got a little discouraged. I won’t scrap it, I’ll just leave it on my computer until I find the motivation to work on it again. My goals are to create music for myself one day and release it for you.”

‘Release it!’

‘Please release it!’

‘Don’t tease us like that’

‘Do I need to fly to Korea? Release it!’

She smiled softly. “One day I’ll release it. I want to rerecord everything though. My vocals are improving, so that’s good. I had this notebook and...” she trailed off

She remembered her young self, back in Amity, constantly writing a couple of songs in her notebook. Back when the other members were getting called out to work on their solo songs. Excited and eager she was, patiently waiting for her time to share a song that she wrote. She kept the notebook to herself and didn’t tell anyone.

When Hailey found out, she wanted to use Jen’s written songs for Amity’s next album but Jen refused because she couldn’t just give songs so personal away like that. It caused more of a rift in her relationship with the group.

But before Jen knew it, she had lost the notebook right before she left the group and hadn’t seen it ever since. But then recently, with Amity’s new album out to help promote their world tour, Jen noticed that some of those songs on their album were the songs she had written in her notebook. Crazy enough, some songs were tweaked for a more sexual tone and sadly, defeated the purpose of the written songs that she spent weeks working on because she wasn’t a professional songwriter and just wrote what came to mind.

Jennie shouldn’t have been surprised but soon as she heard those familiar words, she teared up and cried in her room. It discouraged and hurt her that they would do something that. They weren’t going to let her or Angelina live it down that they wanted to leave, huh? She couldn’t do anything about it but move on. She had spoken with Namjoon about it and vented to him. Yoongi was in the studio with them and she remembered the Daegu rapper suggesting to create a diss track. But her rap skills weren’t up to par just yet to go that way. And Amity, well, they just weren’t worth it and Namjoon agreed with her reasons.

Throughout this year, Amity would constantly poke shots at her and Angelina on social media because they’ve been winning awards like the Grammys. But Jennie and Angelina wanted quality music, not quantity.

Jen wanted to sing songs that were meaningful to her. She was glad she was here because Big Hit gave her more musical freedom, unlike SongStress Entertainment. It would be a while before she could begin writing songs again. The wound had not healed yet.

She sighed and shook the negative thoughts out of her head. “I had written a couple of songs but lost the notebook to it,” she responded. “Someone that I thought I could trust, now is singing those songs that I had written. But it’s okay. I hope to make better songs. So, bear with me.”

“Why do you stay in BTS when there’s some so-called “ARMY” that won’t support you but will support the other members?” she read a question. “Well, because I love what I do. And I refuse to let someone have that power over me to stop doing what I want to do in my life. It’s crazy, people always are there to see you fall but don’t say much when they see you do your own thing and succeed. But all these antis and haters, they can take a seat and watch me thrive. I ain’t going nowhere. Oh, so I was on Tumblr, right?” 

‘Uh oh...’

‘Oh nooooo’

‘What did you see!?’

‘Hide your fanfics!’

“You guys come up with some interesting fan blog names of me. Let’s see...um...what were they? Oh yeah, Jenniesyummythighs was one. MunchkinsBooty was another.” she laughed. “Uh, IAmJenniesBoobies was another I came across. HireJennieForNike is one I really like, they really should hire me. I’d be a great model for them. I’m so enthusiastic about their product.”

‘Lmaoooooo omg’

‘Hahahahahah’

‘LOL can you blame us?’

“So, ARMY, I have a question to ask you. I’m curious. So whenever I’m on Tumblr, I usually like to check the BTS tag, right? So, um...what is this about a Sub Jennie, I’m seeing lately? Should I be concerned?” she deadpanned, looking serious with a genuine voice.

‘DEAD’

‘OH SHIZ’

‘DELETE YOUR BLOGS’

‘SHE CALLED US OUT’

‘UM’

“Uh huh. That’s what I thought. But who said I was a sub?” she asked curiously but ended up laughing at how she asserted her question, shaking her head. “I didn’t mean it like that. I meant literally, who said I was a sub? Where did that even start? Ugh, I think I accidentally just gave you story ideas. Let me be quiet. My statement came out dirtier than I intended.”

‘OMG which one are you?’

“Ah, I should keep it PG. I’m not about that life.”

‘Do you read them?’

“No, I don’t read your fanfics. That seems like taboo territory for me. I don’t want to feel some type of way around anyone you write me with but you do you guys. I like the mood boards that you make and also the fan art. I came across this Hunger Games AU mood board and I thought it was so good. I love the Hunger Games and I enjoy mood boards so make more of those, please.”

“I saved some of my favorites on my phone. I like some of these users on Instagram and follow them. Here." she pointed out some famous K-Pop fanart pages on her phone. “I will try my best to see all your stuff. If you make the hashtag #JWFanart then I’ll always check that tag on Instagram and Tumblr. I’ll like the stuff on Instagram when I can.”

“Oh, and by the way, all of your MLTs of me that I randomly came across, seem to be all wrong," she pointed out. "I remember seeing this one statement that said who is most likely to kiss first. Y’all put me allllll the way at the bottom. I highly recommend that you reconsider that. I'm not afraid to kiss somebody,"

“Another thing, why y’all think I’ll be a crazy ass girlfriend? Like jeez, I’m mad chill, I promise you. Is it because of the I Need U music video with the cheating scene? I was just acting! And who is most likely to cheat? Why did y’all put me at the TOP of the list!? Bruh! Who do you think I am?” she called them out. "Like, no! Absolutely not, you wildin’, don’t play like that!”

She laughed again. “All right, I’m done teasing. Y'all enjoy whatever your imagination takes you,"

With Jungkook, he was in the Big Hit building, in a dance studio with Jimin and Taehyung, watching her V-Live on his phone.

“What kind of girlfriend do I think I’ll be?” he watched her read a comment in Korean. “I feel like I’ll be so cheesy, to be honest. I’d like to do some nice things for my future significant other, to show how much I appreciate them. I’m not sure what yet. I’ll cross that bridge when I get there. Gosh but the thought of dating someone, I’m like, you really want to put up with me? Me? Of all people?”

“Absolutely.” the Golden Maknae spoke, answering her statement.

“I’m so weird, are you sure?”

“That makes two of us.” he continued.

“I’ll admit, sometimes I have my fears. I try not to overthink it but some days I’m like, man I hope the person I date won’t get bored of me after a while.”

“I’d never get bored of you.” He guaranteed.

“I’m pretty sure a lot of people get those thoughts and overthink things. I feel like I'm a terrible kisser and need to get better at it. I apologize in advance to my future lover.”

“It’s okay,” he murmured under his breath with a smile.

"I guess when I do date, I'll get better at kissing. So I hope my future significant other doesn't mind me kissing them a lot,"

"I'd love that," Jungkook added

Jimin and Taehyung saw Jungkook immersed on his phone with a smitten smile on his face and they decided to see what he was up to. 

“I bet he’s watching Jennie’s V-Live.” Taehyung teased.

“I know. Look at him, trying so hard not to smile.” Jimin giggled.

Jungkook glanced up and narrowed his eyes. “Shut up!” He tried to get away from them as they tried to watch what was going on.

Back to Jennie, a comment popped up and she read, “When you start dating, you’ll improve your kissing skills. You can kiss your boyfriend whenever you want.”

Jen let out a soft laugh and nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. And for those out there, don’t change yourself for anyone. It’s their loss if they can’t appreciate you for you. There will be someone out there for you, so don’t sweat it if you don’t think you won't find someone special. Be patient. It’ll be worth it.”

‘Can you please sing for us?’

“You want me to sing? It’ll cost you. How much?” She teased and took out her phone. “I’ll put my music on shuffle and see what pops up.”

The first song to come on is a rock song. “I’m a little bit of a rock and metalhead. But let’s choose another song. You know one day I would like to create some type of alternative or rock song while playing my guitar. That would be so cool. Or maybe collab with a rock band, one day. K-Rock or not, it’ll be fun. Maybe, we’ll see what the future holds. I want to be more active with my guitar. I enjoy that style of music because the guitar just sounds so good with it.”

She pressed shuffle again and Love by Keyshia Cole came on. “Ah, this song! How come all these throwbacks are popping up on my phone, huh Spotify? Really?”

She pressed shuffle again and Pon de Replay played. “Ahhhh 2005 Rihanna. This was my song!”

She started moving her shoulders, bumping to the beat. “I love Rihanna’s evolution as an artist. I hope I can have the same type of evolution as her, music and appearance wise. I want to be an amazing artist just like her! The way she thrives in so many genres of music! Nicki Minaj too! So versatile! I hope to be just like them in music. Rock Star is one of my favorites from Rihanna! I want to be a rockstar! Black women in rock are amazing! It'll be a dream to work with them! I don't care what it is. Modeling, music, anything! I adore them!"

She pressed shuffle again as Ridin by Chamillionaire popped on. “Ooh! This song too!”

She started bouncing up and down on her seat to the beat while ARMY started laughing at her enthusiasm. “They see me rollin’, they hatin’, Patrollin’ and tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. My music’s so loud, I’m swangin’. They hopin’ that they gonna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty.”

She pressed shuffle again and Right Thurr by Chingy came on. “Oh~ another throwback! I haven’t heard this in a minute! Okay, Okay, let me get back on track and stop fooling around. Let’s find a song to sing for you.”

Unconditional by Kehlani came on.

“Ah, okay, I’ll sing this. I highly recommend her music.” she looked at the camera and laughed shyly “You guys are gonna make me nervous.” she pressed her hands against her cheeks

Back to the Golden Maknae, he couldn’t contain his smile as he watched her sing sweetly to Kehlani’s song.

“Whipped!” Taehyung teased.

“Shut up!” he yelled and smacked him on the arm as he continued to try to watch her V-Live.

With Miss Bangtan, she sang, “Sometimes I come home and I’m sweaty from the day. And my hair’s all in a messy bun cause I had to get it out my face.” She pointed to her messy bun. “And I rather lace my sneakers up cause high heels ain’t my thing.” she showed off her Nike sneakers on her feet as she wiggled her eyebrows goofily which caused some ARMY to type in various comments indicating that they were laughing and amused at her movements.

“And I don’t see a flaw in that, I never want to change. So if you love~ me like you say~! You’ll be a man, grab my hand, take me as I am~!” she got out of her seat to dance and sing around.

I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love unconditional

I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love unconditional

‘IM CRYINGGGG’

‘Protect this child’

‘Why is she so adorable!?’

‘Ahhhhh I love this girl!’

After the song, she got back to her seat to check out the comments. “Protect me? Ahahaha! I guess I have some issues, don’t I? All jokes aside, I’ve been so excited to show you how much my singing has improved that I’ve been working on a number of covers to share with you on SoundCloud, probably near the holiday season as an early Christmas gift. Okay, let’s check out what’s next on the shuffle.” she pressed the next button.

Ain’t It Fun by Paramore came on and she started jamming. “Ooh, yes!” she jumped out of her seat to grab one of the biggest teddy bears from her White Day stuffed animal stash, and began to dance with it.

‘And I thought Jungkook was the weirdest, AHAHAH’

‘This is the true personality of Miss Bangtan. LOL'

Back with Jungkook, he started laughing hysterically. This was too adorable.

Instagram Models by Charlie Puth came on next when she changed the song, sitting back down.

“Oh! This song! Make sure y’all stay away from these Instagram models! Men and women! They will get you! Stay away from these people, man! Don’t give them clout, brah! Do not! Give them! CLOUT!” she yelled and spun around in her chair.

As the Maknae Line was leaving the dance studio, they began to walk near Jen’s studio. 

“Hey, Jungkookie, you should see Jennie and join her,” Jimin suggested with a mischievous glint.

“Ah, I shouldn’t.” The Golden Maknae shook his head, taking out his earbuds.

“I think you should.” He opened up the door and quickly shoved him in.

“Hyung!” he whispered in a hiss while the door closed silently.

Jennie, unaware that Jungkook was in her studio, continued Lil Wayne’s rap. 

“Uh, she just wanted to be popular. Uh, she just want ten thousand followers.” she pulled up her Instagram page, showing it on the screen. Setting her phone down, she shook her head and gestured with her hands, “Lord, she posted, she posted, she posted. They like it, they like it, repost it. She party promoting, she hosting. She posing, legs open, provoking. It got my head smoking. I tried to act like I don’t notice. Emotions, emotions, emotions, Lord!” 

She dramatically fell out of her seat as ARMY typed in LOL and laughing emojis while the chorus came back on

‘I am cryinggggg XD’

‘hahahahahahhaha’

‘Omg, she must be on a sugar high from those smarties.’

‘I'm high key happy that she is so comfortable with us like this. She used to be so reserved. She’s so goofy now ahaha’

Meanwhile, Jungkook silently started laughing and wondered when she’d notice him as ARMY noticed him in the background.

She got back to her seat to continue the next verse and she pretended like she was about to cry as she dramatically lip synced, “I had to leave that ho alone and get my mind right. I had to go talk to my friends, I had to find Christ.” She placed a hand over her heart and the other high up in the air, reaching the sky.

Once she saw a comment about Jungkook being in the room, she quickly turned around and widened her eyes. 

“How long have you been there!?” she exclaimed while he started cackling. She quickly paused the song while he grabbed a seat to sit next to her.

“Long enough.” he teased.

“Wow. Well, Jungkook make sure you stay away from these Instagram Models, mkay?’

“Duly noted.”

“I’m serious. They nothing but trouble.”

“I’m aware from what I just saw.”

“Hahah.” she turned to the camera. “ARMY! Look who stopped by, the Golden Maknae after he just watched me act goofy. Say hello to ARMY.”

“Hello!” he waved. “ARMY, Jennie is weird, isn’t she?”

“And you’re not?” she turned her head to meet his gaze as a big smile came across his face.

‘OMG, the way he’s looking at her! I ship it!’

‘I love their friendship so much. They are friendship goals.’

‘Aw, the way Jungkook is smiling, I want him to smile like that more often.’

“ARMY! Thank you so much for getting Shawn Mendes’ attention. I’m still stunned he noticed the cover. ARMY, you are truly one of a kind. Thank you so much for this.”

‘You are welcome!’

‘You deserve it!’

‘We ship you and Shawn!’

“You ship us? Hahaha. I do have a little crush on him. Hopefully, I’ll meet him one day and attend one of his concerts.”

“You like him?” Jungkook brought up.

“Not as much as you like IU.” she teased, causing him to smile shyly. “So when are you going to talk to IU?”

“When you are going to talk to Ailee?” he countered

“L-let’s not get into that. I’m not prepared.” She responded, making him chuckle.

‘Who would you date out of all the members of BTS’

“Who would I date? Shawn Mendes,” she answered with a grin

‘Who would you want to collaborate with?’

“Shawn Mendes.”

‘Who would you like to meet?’

“Shawn Mendes.” She answered again, causing Jungkook to poke the inside of his cheek as she continued to talk about Shawn.

‘Hahahah Jungkook looks a little jealous!’ he noticed a fan comment.

Did he really make it that obvious? 

He had hoped Jen didn’t see the comment. 

He needed to work on having a poker face and keep his jealousy in check.

“I’m gonna go. I’ll see you back at the dorm. I’m going to get something to eat first, did you want anything?” Jungkook got up from his seat.

“Lamb Skewers.”

“I’m glad our minds think alike.” he happily accepted her request and said goodbye to ARMY, exiting the room.

“As the year will be ending soon, I’m hoping that soon we can have some fan meets in America like there are in Korea and Japan. I want to be able to connect one on one with our American supporters just like we do here. So I’ll see what I can do.” She mentioned.

“I have also been writing out some more goals. I want to work more on my breath control when singing. I'm getting better at it. I’m currently working on trying to inhale a good amount of oxygen that flows out my lungs smoothly while I sing my verses to songs with ease. I've getting some vocal lessons to help with that, so I hope you look forward to my improvements as the years go by. I am striving hard to improve and reinvent myself. Especially with my live singing.”

Before she could speak again, she heard a loud yell from outside the room and watched Jimin and Taehyung run into her studio, locking the door.

She sat there, bewildered, and questioned them, “What the heck? Can’t you see I’m trying to talk to ARMY?”

She was cut off by their giggling. “We pranked Suga and Rapmon. We made it seem like we put water on their computers.” Jimin mentioned.

“Oh no, you didn’t.” she looked at them in horror.

‘Oh shitttt, Jen’s face says it all’

‘RIP Jimin and Taehyung’

“Can we please hide in here?” Taehyung asked,

“I hurt my finger, can you get me a band-aid?” Jimin asked.

“I wish I could band-aid your mouth.” Jen retorted, earning giggles from the 95 Liners. She turned to the computer when she heard hard knocking on her door. “U-um, ARMY, our time will be cut short. I need to fix the mess that these two goofballs created. Thanks for hanging out with me today. Love you, bye!” she turned off the V-Live and got up from her seat.

She smacked Jimin and Tae upside their heads, causing them to yelp.

"That's for bringing the drama to my studio!" she scolded.

“Smartie!” Yoongi yelled on the other side of the door.

“Yeah!?” She called out loudly.

“I know they’re in there! Open the door! Why is it locked!?”

“Because I was having a VLive with ARMY!”

“Bullshit, where are those two!? I'm trying to work on this damn album, and they spilled water on my fucking computer!“

Jennie rubbed her temples while Jimin and Tae panicked, and scrambled around to find hiding spots.

Yoongi was not in a pleasant mood.

“SMARTIE!” he banged on the door, causing her to flinch.

“Look what you got me into!” She whispered harshly to them.

Somehow, Namjoon managed to work on opening up her door, which caused Jennie to push the door shut with Taehyung and Jimin. Loud screams and curses were heard as the rappers tried to push the door open after they unlocked it.

“Not the door! NOT THE DOOR! My door!” she yelled when Namjoon accidentally dented her door, barging in to go after the poor 95 Liners. “Take this outside! Take this outside, right now! I just cleaned this studio up!”

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[leonasimp]

hey just saw you on the twst search page haha, this is actually my first time request anything within this fandom and in a way to support you 💞.

Anyway, if doesn't bother you, all twst chara asking MC/Yuu/Reader on a date. Then on the day of the date, the MC/Yuu/Reader who typically wore ugly (?) clothes, dolled up for them, what will be their reaction

IF YOU READ THIS, THANK YOU FOR TAKING MY REQUEST 💖💖 💖

❥ 𝐃𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩!

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: all dorm member's x f!reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: mentions of blood and passing out w/ idia HELP

𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐫𝐚: first of all TYSMMMMMMMM for requesting and supporting me! here you go <333333

after making plans to go on a date with your s/o, you have decided to get out of your normal sweats and hoodies and dress up formally.

hearing the knock on the door, you quickly touched up your makeup and ran to the door to greet your s/o.

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬:

he’ll be shocked by your change in appearance but will like it

sm compliments!

his face will be red because he thinks you’re really pretty when you get dressed up like this

dont get me wrong- he loves how you usually dress but he loves when you dress up like this as well

“oh wow..you look amazing, mc.”

𝐀𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐚:

he’d also be shocked but soon be all smug and teasing you

will probably say you look like a clown but will also say that he’s happy cuz YOU dressed up for HIM!!! no one else

you’ll have to reassure him that you’ll go back to wearing your normal outfits cuz although he likes you getting dolled up, he likes you for who you are!

“WOAH- that’s different. ha! you look so pretty but a bit of a clown. dont worry cuz i look like a clown too, look at what i’m wearing!”

𝐃𝐞𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐝𝐞:

he’ll MADDDDDDD blush like he wouldnt know what to say

he’d be so shocked and in awe, all stuttering and complimenting you

he knew you probably went out of your comfort zone to do this so he’ll make sure you didn’t waste your time on getting pretty!

he wont stop complimenting you

“AH! mc! w-woah- you look so beautiful.”

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝:

i think all of us can come to a conclusion that he’ll 100% be snapping photos of you the whole date!

if you werent feeling confident about the look before, then you are now because he will keep that confidence high

encourages you to do this more often but to not change who you are

he’s really happy!

“GAH! omg..look at my love! i HAVE to take a picture of this! give me a cute pose.”

𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫:

he’d be shocked but calm about it. he’d be complimenting you but won’t really be making a HUGE deal about it

i think he’d be questioning why you did it NOT NEGATIVELY BUT JUST BECAUSE HE GENUINELY WANTS TO KNOW!

he will 100% fall for you more

“mc, i see you changed up your style tonight! you look great, let’s get going!”

𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫:

don’t even put on blush because a permanent blush will be on your face once you open the door

at first he’ll he confused but once you explained…

he’ll immediately smirk and check you out before teasing you non stop

he’ll also be one to be happy that you did it for HIM

you’ll also need to reassure him that you’ll continue to wear your old clothes because when you wear your old clothes, you look so cute and cuddly. HE WANTS HIS COMFY PILLOW BACK!

he’ll never admit it though!

“oh, i see. did my lil herbivore doll up for me? tch, cute.”

𝐑𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐢;

dates with him- i feel like he’ll wear grubby clothes with you as well so when he saw YOU look EXPENSIVE AND SO PRETTY….he felt betrayed

mans was in shock by your change and will be dramatic about it

will probably pout because you look better than him but is happy nonetheless

“HOW DARE YOU- why- why do you look so pretty? we were supposed to look bad tonight!”

𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐥:

mans will be so blushy but try to play it cool. his tail will wag so much

he’ll be awestruck but wont openly admit it

compliments you sm!

“you look really pretty!”

𝐀𝐳𝐮𝐥 𝐀𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨:

another blush blush

he’d probably call you guys an expensive looking couple 😭

asked if the twins made you do it

“oh her? why yes, we are being fancy tonight!”

𝐉𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐋𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡:

he'd be smiling and complimenting you

he'd probably still treat you the same but with a little more drama cuz he thinks you're a princess!

mans 100% blushes

"my love, you look beautiful tonight! shall we go on our date now?"

𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐞𝐜𝐡:

this dude right here OML he will be so dramatic about it

im convinced at first he won't recognize you

he'll squeeze you with a bright smile (will accidentally ruin your hair and makeup)

he'll call you a clownfish LMAO but he'll be so happy

date plans are cancelled and you'll spend the rest of the night doing his makeup and hair

"...what did you do with my shrimpy? SHRIMPY~! WAIT THATS YOU~! SHRIMPYYYYYYYYYYYYYY AAAAAAAAA!"

𝐊𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐦 𝐀𝐥-𝐀𝐬𝐢𝐦:

mans will have an even BIGGER (if possible) smile and he'll blush sm! compliments are MANDATORY

he'll get so excited and happy at you dressing up that you guys will probably forget about the date LMAO

i feel like if he gets too excited and accidentally mess up your look, he'll offer to fix it so you accept

mans will fail MISERABLY so you'd have to get ready again

"haha mc! did your old clothes disappear? you look great! i think you did better makeup than jamil!...dont tell him though."

𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥 𝐕𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐫:

he'll be confused at first like why are you changing your style?

he'll think you're very pretty but loves your old style more!

he'll probably be down bad and ask if you need a servant cuz you look so expensive and pretty!

"do you need a servant?...WHAT- no. i was just asking- i mean, you look like a pri- nevermind."

𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭:

he'd scream. not a BAD scream but like a OMG YOU LOOK SO GOOD scream

he never knew you had this under your sleeve and felt a bit betrayed cuz you guys could be doing so much beauty stuff

he'll compliment every single thing you did and even give tips to look EVEN (if possible) better!

let's say at that date, all eyes are on you two cuz you guys are very pretty!

"my darling! oh my, look at that. how dare you do nails without me? you know how much i love that"

𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭:

he'd have a mental breakdown.

at the sight of your beauty, tears will be welling up in his eyes as he groans and drops on his knees while declaring his love for you

he'd probably tell you that he is honored to find another beautiful side of you

he'd be EVEN MORE down bad

you'll catch him staring at you all night

"AH! tricker- no, madamoiselle! you enlighten me to a new light! an arrow has struck my heart from your ever growing beauty! my tears well up in happiness as i stare at mon amour."

𝐄𝐩𝐞𝐥 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐫:

he'd also be shocked and blush

it's a plus cuz this will be his chance to be more manly! YES

he handles beauty every day at pomefiore but this is a new level

he'll try to act tough but will be so in love like he's a SIMP

"ya look so purty! i never knew ya had this typa stuff!"

𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝:

his hair will turn red and he'll probably pass out with a bloody nose LMAO

once he regains consciousness, he wouldn't know what to say

he sorta feels a little insecure cuz he's under dressed but it's okay!

you gotta reassure him that you won't turn into one of those loser normies

"G-GAH M-M-MC! AHHHHH."

𝐎𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐨 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 (𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜):

he'd be accompanying idia to your doorstep!

he'd be as shock as idia but then will be even more shocked once all that stuff happened to idia

once his brother was okay, he'd compliment you and be idia's translator!

"MC! you look very nice. all those colors compliment you so much!"

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚:

he'd be a blushing boy but won't treat you differently

he'll be more shy because your beauty is just so AUGHHHH

you guys will look like a fairytale couple

gotta reassure him that you aren't changing

"my my, child of man. what a nice surprise, you look stunning tonight."

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞:

you're gonna bring back war flashbacks /j

he's very intrigued about the makeup and dress you're wearing!

he may even tell you about some of the dresses and makeup he has seen

i bet he may ask you if you're dressing up because "it's what that kids do nowadays"

the old grandpa will have a smile on his face the whole time!

"dear me, this is new! what made you want to dress so fancily tonight, love?"

𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐫:

i feel like he wouldn't really show that much reaction because he's half asleep

if you say something, he'd react on it and act like royal guard to you HELP

he wouldn't treat you differently!

"hm..? oh, your dress? yeah, it looks good on you."

𝐒𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐤 𝐙𝐢𝐠𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐭:

i feel like he'd be very confused then'll really be dramatic and declare that he will be your guard

but he'll still be WAYYYY more loyal to malleus

he will honestly think you're a princess

will LOUDLY brag at how beautiful you are!

"why are you dressed up, mc? there is no occasion to!"

[buckys-little-belle]

Hi! Can you do a peice with daddy Bucky where reader struggles with self confidence so while they are getting ready he helps her do affirmation? And then for fun a day where Bucky is down and she makes him do them? If not it’s okay!

Princess

Bucky x Little!Reader (She/Her Pronouns)

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this fic and my blog SFW

Warnings : Self doubt, issues with self confidence, self deprecation, reader and Bucky cry a few tears

Notes : This is such a sweet yet sad ask, I really hope I did it justice and I hope you love it!

- - - - - -

“Princess?” Bucky called out from the living room, he was frustrated with how long Y/n was taking to get ready. The outfit only needing to be worn down the street to pick up dinner.

Y/n stood in-front of the full length mirror, her eyes puffy and filled with tears, her jeans and favourite sweater adorning her body. She would usually feel comfortable in this outfit, the jeans fit perfectly, not too tight, and not too loose. The sweater a thrifted knit, the overall fit of it was slightly oversized, the sleeve cuffs even a little worn. Even though they were her favourite pieces she just felt off, her body not looking the way she wished it would.

“Princess?” Bucky called again, him now in the bedroom, hoping to scoop Y/n up and get going.

“Sorry, sorry daddy. I jus’ need a minute” Y/n mumbled, her voice low and quiet, teetering on a cry.

“What’s wrong?” Bucky asked, his frame sanding behind Y/n’s, the two of them looking like a perfect couple in the mirrors frame. When Y/n didn’t answer he asked again. “What’s wrong princess?”

Y/n huffed, just wanting to crawl into bed and curl up under the covers. “I jus’ feel ugly.” She admitted, some tears finally descending down her cheeks.

Bucky hated when she felt this way, he never knew what to do, he knew him complimenting her wasn’t going to help. She didn’t care about how others view her, it was her own eyes that were the problem. A thought popped into his head, maybe if she was the one complimenting herself it could change her outlook on her situation. He inhaled. “Okay, I have an idea.”

Y/n turned away from the mirror and towards Bucky, her eyes searching for his and her arms wrapped around his waist. “Hm?” She hummed, curious as to what his idea could be. She hoped it would be getting a kitten, that would cheer her up.

Bucky placed his hands on her shoulders, gently guiding her to turn towards the mirror. “Look at yourself and tell me one thing you love about you.”

“Anythin’?” Y/n questioned.

“One thing you love about you on the inside.” He corrected himself.

“Um, I lobe my kindness. I think that being kind is really cool of me.” She stated, a small smile gracing her lips.

“I also love how kind you are princess.” Bucky gave Y/n a quick peck to her cheek. “Now name one unique think about you that you love.”

“My giggle, you always say my giggle is special, so i lobe it!” Y/n said, her giggle following her words.

“It’s the cutest most special giggle ever!” Bucky stated, his voice loud and reassuring. “Now name one thing you love about your current appearance.”

“No.” Y/n responded, her answer short and not at all sweet.

“Princess.” Bucky sighed. “What about what you’re wearing?”

“Well I lobe this sweater, it probably was a grandmas sweater so it has stories inside.”

Bucky laughed, ‘stories inside’ was a new phrase, one he hadn’t heard before but she wasn’t wrong. “Okay try again, what is one thing you love about your appearance?”

“Um, I guess my hair, I think it looks pretty today.” She mumbled, her answer less enthusiastic than the others.

Before Bucky could try to ask another question or ask how Y/n felt now, Y/n had wiggled from his grasp and left the room. Peeking through the door he could see her putting on her shoes. Clearly the self compliments worked and he was proud of his princess for pushing away the dark and mean thoughts. Instead she allowed herself to embrace the good ones.

- - - - - -

Bucky stood in-front of the mirror, his metal arm on full display in his navy t-shirt, the short sleeves allowing anyone to see the arm, the big scary arm that he hated.

Before his thoughts could get any darker Y/n walked into the room, her mindset smaller than it had been the last few days, her body finally needing to let go. “Daddy?” She questioned, wondering when the two of them could leave to the park.

“One second Princess.” He mumbled, his voice wobbly, giving a quick sniffle before turning towards the closet to find a different shirt.

As he turned around he felt two cold hands on his back, Y/n standing behind him, pushing him to walk in a small loop, making him take a u-turn so he once again stood in-front of the mirror.

“What do you love about your …” Y/n paused, her idea was good she thought, make him answer the funny questions to feel better, but now she couldn’t remember the questions. “No, what things do you like about your guts?” She asked, completely serious.

Bucky chuckled, he knew what she was doing, and found her rendition of the first question adorable. Maybe writing down the questions would help for future situations. “I like how caring I am. I am always willing and ready to take care of you.” He said loudly, a large hind of pride was present in his tone.

In response Y/n wrapped her arms around his waist, laying her head on his back, allowing her cheek to squish against it. “What do you love about you that is oblique.”

Bucky stilled for a second, trying to understand what she meant, finally realizing she meant ‘unique’. “I think my smile is pretty good.”

He felt Y/n’s head unsquish from his back, her head peaking around his side. “Your smile is my faborite.” She stated with a frown, clearly not happy with his chosen words. “What about your looks? What do you love about your looks?”

Bucky huffed, the dreaded question, looking at himself he noticed how Y/n’s head now rested against his metal one, her cheek squished against the cold metal. “I love my arms.” He said, almost in disbelief. “I love that I’m strong enough to pick you up, carry you. I love that they help me defeat bad people, and I love that you love them.” The last half of his sentence wavering, a few tears rolling down his face.

Y/n untangled herself from him, standing to face him, her hands cupping his cheeks as her fingers brushed away his tears. “Sorry I made you sad.” She whispered, her nose touching his. “‘S supposed to make you feel happy.”

“These are my happy tears Princess, you make me feel very happy thank you.” He whispered back, a few more tears escaping.

#buckys little belle #little!reader #age regression fic #bucky age regression #bucky x little reader #age regression #bucky x little!reader #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x little!reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x female reader

[bratshaws]

goodness gracious 16. brb x oc

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: it's been years since I wrote smut my guys. I hope this is good because i loved it??? also, this shouldn't have to be said but minors DNI for the love of God. I'd have to block some people if it happens SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO lets not go there. (also if you guys ever watched POSE you'll see I was inspired by a scene from the show)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: oh boy, where to begin. SMUT, Bradley being horny ( and supportive) Bea discovering kinks, c o n s e n t is sexy.

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15

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They were sitting on the corner of the club, where they could have a great view of the dance floor and the bar, the colorful lights above them blinked with different shades of blues and pinks and reds, giving the club goers an ethereal glow. The music was a mix of party songs from the 80s to the late 00’s, very eclectic and very fun for everyone involved if the amount of people on the dance floor was any hint.

Beatrice sat next to Rooster, her bare leg touching his clothed one, while he had one arm behind her, the tips of his fingers touching her shoulder as she drank a Mai Tai. It was strange being the one drinking instead of giving people drinks, but she wasn’t complaining. She was having a lot of fun chatting with everyone and having Bradley so close to her.

Ever since they got into the club he hasn’t left her one second. He stood like a tall strong shadow by her side, his hand on her waist or around her shoulder leading her around so she wouldn’t get lost. She didn’t mind, she was so happy to be there and she was happy he liked her dress. He seems to like her whole outfit really, his eyes moving to her every now and again. She felt so renewed and so confident, not only did she look good but her boyfriend seemed to agree one hundred percent.

He was just nursing himself to some beer, something lighter than she’d ever seen him drink before, probably because he was driving and would like to be sober when he did go home. Coyote says something funny and they all laugh, while Beatrice adjusts herself on the seat, crossing one leg over the other to be more comfortable. 

Rooster’s eyes move to her pale thigh immediately, with his laughter diminishing to a quiet chuckle. He was thankful at how dark the area they were sitting was and the table between them, or else everyone would know how he ogled his girlfriend’s legs. But would anyone really blame him? He waited until everyone else was busy talking amongst themselves to a topic he honestly didn’t pay attention to, before leaning down to whisper on Bea’s ear, “You look so beautiful.” he murmurs, the brunette holding the thin straw close to her lips, “Didn’t think it’d be possible for you to be even more gorgeous.”

Beatrice chuckled, shivers going up and down her body over his hot breath hitting her cool skin, “Thank you.” she replied back just as quietly, “I’m glad you like it.” she took a slow sip of her cocktail. He got even closer, his chest touching her shoulder and she had to bite back her smile.

“It almost seems you were trying to get something out of me,” he whispers, his gaze roving from top to bottom a few times, “Like a reaction.”

“Is it working?” she whispered back, “Or should I try harder?”

Bradley wasn’t expecting such an emboldened response from her, but that didn’t stop the smile on his face, “You didn’t have to try at all.” the arm behind her dropped so his big hand crawled up her thigh, squeezing the flesh under the table. Beatrice squeaked, covered up by a harsh sip of her drink, “I keep saying you could wear a potato sack and look beautiful.” He leans away from her after that, but his hand remains like a known weight on her leg, his calloused thumb rubbing the side of her thigh. 

Her lips curved up in a smile, but she kept on sipping her drink, sometimes adding in to the conversation - all the while with Bradley’s huge hand on her thigh - if time allowed. The music changed its tempo and Shells gasped, “Oh I love this song! Come on Bob!” The poor officer had no time to come up with a reply, because the blonde took him by the hand onto the dance floor, disappearing between the crowd of people.

Beatrice followed Shells with her eyes until she could no longer see her, mixing her drink with the straw as she considered going there too…but later, much later. They just got there after all and if she knew Shells, she’d probably take Bob to a corner of the club to have some privacy. So she leaned back on the seat, the alcohol in her cocktail giving her a bit of a pleasant buzz, well that and the handsome pilot with his hand on her thigh.

She took the time to stare at him since he was busy chatting with the others, the lights above them giving him a bit of a blue-ish glow. Her eyes followed his profile, to his pouty lips that she loved too much, then to the sharp curve of his jaw to the little scar he had there, before dropping her gaze to his neck. He had a nice neck, it was thick and his cologne smells stronger there.

 She wanted to bite it.

 She blinks in surprise over her own thoughts, the alcohol going down the wrong hole as she coughs behind a hand, trying to keep the sound to a minimum

But of course Bradley noticed, instantly turning to face her once he heard her coughing, his eyebrows furrowed in worry, “You okay?” she nods, her coughing quieting down, fanning her face to dry the tears that formed on the corners while watching Hangman chat with two girls not too far from them…weird how one of them resembled Evelyn with the only difference being the girl’s hair was much shorter than Ev’s.

“Yeah,I’m fine.” she coughs one last time, “It went down the wrong hole, is all.” and it burned a bit too much so she couldn’t help but clear her throat one more time, “I’m okay, Roos. I swear.”

“Do you need me to get water?”

“No, no, it’s fine.” she grabbed the hand on top of her thigh,curling her fingers around his palm to reassure him. His face eased a bit, but he continued looking at her with a ‘you sure’ expression before breathing out a sigh and leaning back on the seat. She let go of his hand, so he proceeded to rub his hand up and down her thigh soothingly, but once he looked away her eyes just got back to his neck.

Yeah she could bite it alright. She never even kissed his neck before, would he be into it? She never assumed she had a thing for necks, hands maybe, but necks? That was new for her. She chews on the thin plastic straw, following the line of the tendon that connected his jaw to his collarbone. 

How was this man real? Not only real, but also hers?

Beatrice sipped her drink quietly, uncrossing her leg when it started to get uncomfortable, switching with its twin only for his hand to return to the same spot on the opposite limb. His hand repeated the stroking motions while following the flow of conversation. The sudden sound of air coming up her straw made her pause, looking at her now empty glass with a frown, she didn’t even notice she was done with it. 

She wondered if she should get another, it was very good but she didn’t really want to get too drunk to the point she wouldn’t remember her own actions. She could handle being a bit buzzed up and having more courage than normal while still being sober. So she just set the empty glass on the table and joined the conversation every now and again.

There was a moment when Halo tapped her on the arm, “Bea do you have some lip balm?” she asks quietly as the music pumps around them “My lips are very dry right now.”

Beatrice nods with a smile, already opening her clutch, “Sure! I have it right he–” those are condoms. There were condoms, not one, not two, but about ten condoms inside her clutch. She looked down at it with her eyes slowly widening, when did she– wait, she asked Shells to pick her clutch while they were going out of the Hard Deck…oh my god. She blinked with her cheeks turning red, trying to hide from both Rooster and Halo what was inside her clutch, yanking the cherry lip balm to hand it over to the female pilot.

She closed the clutch with a ‘click’, then placed her hands on top of it in fear that somehow it’d open on itself and show everyone she now had a contraceptive method inside. She sent a quick look towards Bradley who seemed to be too busy laughing about an inside joke regarding Hangman to notice her own demise, which eased her tension just a little bit. 

Halo handed back the lip balm and Bea had never put something inside a bag so quickly, still holding it shut. Even if she was a bit freaked out about it, part of her brain was happy Shells put it in there, hoping she’d put them to good use. She inhaled sharply, playing with the ends of her hair, trying to calm her brain who was too busy being horny to think of anything else.

She was getting hot, too warm and she started to feel stuffy. She should go to the bathroom and try to cool down. Beatrice licks her lips before turning her head towards Rooster, “Roos’,” he faces her once he hears his name, “I’m going to the bathroom,okay?” She is already sliding off the booth to stand up, running her hands on the skirt of her dress to pull it down a bit.

Beatrice was surprised when he stood up too, “I’ll go with you, it’s too packed with people.” he explains, offering her his hand before she could stop him. With him being so tall and broad he could easily walk through the crowd without anyone stopping him, especially with him walking a bit ahead of her. Thankfully there was no line to the bathroom, making her sigh in relief when she saw the…weird image that was supposed to represent anyone who identified as female.

Was that an ice cube? 

She shook her head, giving her boyfriend a smile, “I won’t take long.” she says, leaning up to kiss his lips, pulling back in surprise when he tried to deepen it, “Roos!”

“You look too beautiful, you can’t blame me.” he murmurs, his eyes on her mouth, “Way too beautiful.”

Her body, which was already warm, seemed to boil over with the way he was looking at her. Like he was eating her up with his eyes, “I won’t take long.” she whispered, pressing a hand to his chest, “Okay? You can wait for me at the bar if you want.”

He looked over his shoulder seeing that the bar top was not too far from the bathroom and there was one empty seat that looked right at the door. “Okay. I’ll be there then.” he waited until she disappeared behind the door to close his eyes and run his hands through his hair in exasperation. He didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to handle this, not when she looked like that and smelled so good.

He didn’t want to pressure her into anything, even if she looked like sex on legs, he just wanted her to have a good time with all of them but especially him. He liked her being a little bolder, it was a nice change of pace that affected all of him. He could feel his body reacting and decided that he better go to the bar and not stand in front of the bathrooms like an idiot.

Rooster doesn’t sit down once he gets to the bar, he just leans over the counter with his arms crossed and asks the bartender for some water. He’d have to drive home after all. He thanks the guy once he sets the water bottle in front of him, bringing it to his lips to take a sip, looking over his shoulder to the bathroom to check if she was walking out or not, but no sign of her yet.

He wouldn’t get worried, the bathrooms were right there. She’d see him and go to the bar and they’d go back to their booth to enjoy the rest of the night. 

“Hey.”

With the music lowering a little bit he could hear the female voice close to his left. He faces forward again to see a redhead sitting on one of the stools, nursing herself with a Cosmopolitan, she’s giving him a flirty smile while holding the glass up to her lips, “Hi.” he says curtly but offers her a quick smile.

“I’m Cassidy.” she says, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before.”

“It’s my first time here,” he says, not saying his name and  looking back to the bathroom just wanting for Bea to show up.

“Is it? You here alone?”

“No,I’m here with my girlfriend and friends.” He made sure to say girlfriend first, so she’d get the hint and leave him alone. He wasn’t interested, she was very pretty, but she wasn’t Beatrice. The redhead arched her eyebrows with an ‘ah’ leaving her mouth, sipping her drink but remained in the same spot.

“Girlfriend? Where is she?” she asks, making sure to look around, “Because all I see is a very handsome guy alone at a bar…and if I was her I wouldn’t leave a guy like you alone.”

He straightened himself when she leaned closer, giving them some distance, trying to remain polite, “Look, I appreciate it but I already have someone.” He says, “I’m sure you can get someone else for the night.”

“Why, you are a bit feisty aren’t you?” the woman replied, roving her eyes at his figure “I like ‘em feisty–” she couldn’t finish her sentence because a pair of arms wrapped around Rooster from behind, a very known pair of tattooed arms that he loved oh so much. Beatrice walked forwards until she was the blockage between the woman and Rooster, her eyebrows low but not showing any other type of emotion besides indifference to the redhead.

“Hi babe, did I take too long?” she asks without missing a beat, she stood a bit taller than the other woman even with her on a stool. Rooster blinked at the ‘babe’ she let out, she never called him babe and he couldn’t lie and say he disliked it. 

“Nope, not too long.”

She tilts her head to smile up at him then her face returns to it’s murderous neutral mask, “You are?” she asks the other woman, this time standing in front of him and draping his arm over her shoulder.

The redhead blinked in surprise but she didn’t seem too fazed, “I’m Cassidy…are you the girlfriend?” He didn't like how she said that. He didn’t like how there was a mock undertone when she asked if Beatrice was his girlfriend. 

“I am yeah,” his girlfriend replied, “I’m the girlfriend.” the woman, Cassidy, took a long sip of her drink, humming into the glass with her eyes still taking over the brunette that just showed up. Beatrice usually hates being looked over like that, like being analyzed thoroughly because of her body, but not tonight. “I think you should go now.” 

Cassidy scoffed a laugh, “I’m just enjoying my drink–”

“I don’t think you get it.” Beatrice cut her off, “My boyfriend probably told you he isn’t interested, which knowing him he absolutely did and you stay here. You think that by staying here you’ll make him change his mind in some way which is honestly really sad.”

Rooster’s jaw dropped at Bea’s words, but he didn’t say anything, he just enjoyed the verbal ass whopping she was giving Cassidy. The redhead on the other hand looked shocked and disgusted, “Excuse me?” and honest to God, if he wasn’t impressed with Bea before her next words absolutely took the breath out of him.

Bea’s eyes softened, “You are a beautiful woman,” she says, “You don’t need to go after guys that say that aren’t interested. I’m sure there are single guys in this club and they’d be happy to take you out on a date or just for the night.” 

The redhead stared at the other woman with wide eyes, the Cosmopolitan held up to her mouth but never got there. “I-I…” There was a sudden look of shame taking over her features and she slowly slid out of the stool, “I…you are right, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay.” Bea smiled, but held his arm tighter against her body, “I love your dress, by the way…and your makeup. It’s really pretty.” but Cassidy, even if she was thanking Beatrice for the compliments, she felt too ashamed to stay there. So, she took her Cosmo and skittered away from the bar, leaving the two alone. Beatrice smiled softly, jumping when she felt his lips on her neck and his arms sliding around her waist. “Roos?”

He would be turned on if she defended him, he would and he had no shame in admitting it. But seeing her being kind instead? He had never seen anything like that in his life and holy shit he was not going to be able to handle himself for much longer. “You are unbelievable,” he mutters against her neck, “You can’t be fucking real, you just can’t.”

She giggled, his mustache tickling the warm skin of her neck, but she looked up to the unimpressed bartender apologetically, “Come on Roos.” she smiled, unwrapping his arms from her waist so she could lead him to a dark corner of the club. Much like that time in the mall, they were using the shadows in their favor so no one would see anything.

 He pinned her to the wall and her arms wrapped around his neck as their mouths slammed together,his hands gripping the sides of her dress around the waist, pushing her legs apart so he could press his thigh in between them. She gasped into his mouth, the sudden jolt of pleasure shooting all over her body, her hips almost moving forward to get more friction out of him. He tasted like beer and mint chewing gum, he smelled so good with his cologne and his mustache tickled her lips whenever he tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss even more.

His hand slid back down to her thigh,gripping the thick flesh with his big hand creating the red impression of his fingers on her pale skin. Rooster sucked her lower lip into his mouth, chewing the plump flesh only to earn a mewl in response, her hips moving forward again and God he’s not going to last. His pants felt unbelievably tight, he wanted her. He wanted her badly.

Take a look at me

Tell me, do you like what you see?

She looked up to the speakers where the new song was being played. Do Me! by Bell Biv DeVoe and she couldn’t help but think how fitting it was. She breathed unevenly, her eyes glazed over and unfocused before she cupped his face to lift it from her neck. 

She just stared deep into his eyes, then grabbed his hand while biting her lower lip, pulling him out of the little corner they stood to the dance floor. Not in the center, but somewhere where they could have space and privacy from their friends’ knowing eyes. She hoped he wouldn’t be upset that they stopped their kissing to go there.

Do you think you can

Do you think you can do me?

He had his eyes on her, his hands on her, his whole body was at attention because of her. He didn’t know how he managed to do anything but look at her. She was the most beautiful woman in this whole place and all he could do was follow her every move no matter what. His eyelids lowered just enough, following the movements of her hips pressed against his and his hands cupped her waist.

There was no one else, it was them and only them right there. 

Kiss me,pretty baby

Touch me all over

Girl, what makes you think you can do me?

Do you think you can do me, girl?

He presses his face to the back of her neck when she turns around, her behind grinding against his hips and he just follows her movement. He doesn’t even hold her waist anymore, he just inhales her sweet lavender scent with his eyes closed, his whole body on fire. When she reached behind his head to pull him even closer, her nails scratching his scalp he breathes out a ‘fuck’ he isn’t sure if she heard.

Do me, baby (ho ooh)

Do me, baby (Do you think you can?)

Do me,baby (do me)

Do me, baby

“Bea,” he drags his lips to her ear, hot air hitting her equally warm skin, “Bea, you have no idea what you are doing to me right now.” she pushes her back against his hips, as if there could be any space left between the two.

“I’m not doing anything to you, yet.” she replied and he stilled completely, the fine thread snapped and he wrapped his arms around her waist, his tongue and teeth touching her neck once again.

He spun her around, holding her smaller hand, while his eyes were darker than normal, “Do you want to get out of here?” That was it, the one million dollar question, the one she was thinking about the whole week. The obvious undertones in his voice, the pure raw need coming out made a shudder dart all over her body.

So she just replied how she felt, “Yes.” 

It was what he needed, his shoulders relaxing and his mouth parting, but he didn’t say anything. Instead he took the two of them to their table where the others were chatting after Bea grabbed the fallen clutch by her feet - Shells and Bob had also returned in the meantime with the officer looking a bit roughed up but extremely pleased - yanking a few notes out of his wallet and tossing on the table before anyone could tell him otherwise.

Shells sent a look to Beatrice, the smirk on the blonde’s face only growing as she lifted her drink in a ‘cheers’ watching her friend be dragged away from the club. 

Beatrice tried to keep up with Bradley, the red bottom shoes hitting the floor until they reached the sidewalk. She could only watch him trek to the parking lot, looking around trying to find his car and letting out a sound of relief when he found it. 

They reached the Bronco and Bradley stopped, his chest heaving as if he ran a marathon. He furrowed his eyebrows, then looked up to meet Bea’s eyes, “...are you sure?” he questioned quietly, “I won’t be hurt if you change your mind.”

He was asking her if she wanted to go through with this, he wanted to know if she was okay going through with this. She let out a shaky breath, feeling tears prickle up in her eyes, “I-I don’t think I’ve been so sure before.” she replies and he eases out a breath he seemed to be holding, rubbing his face with his free hand then shaking it to focus, opening the car door for her.

She was so fired up that the simple pressure of the seat against her made her whimper quietly, clenching her thighs together to the point she felt she’d cramp them. Rooster inhaled once he got inside the car, turning the ignition and driving them out of there. “My apartment is closer.” is what he said, then gritted his teeth, “Wish it was closer than it is though.” he clenched and relaxed his hands on the wheel, rolled his shoulders, even cracked his neck trying to ease some of the tension on him.

The ride seemed to take much longer than it did, the atmosphere between the two was thick, thick enough to be cut with a knife. They were both warm with nerves and want, the simple movement of their clothes on their skins enough to make their bodies react. Bradley looked up at the traffic light, the red glow mocking him, halting him to a stop. He bounced his leg anxiously, not taking his eyes away from the light, begging with everything within him that it turned green.

When it did he breathed out a ‘thank God’ knowing that it was just a few more turns until they got there. Funny thing is he doesn’t remember much after that, he just remembers pressing Beatrice to his door, kissing her inside his apartment already. It was dark, he didn’t even turn on the lights, he didn’t really care much about it to be completely honest.

He cared about dragging his hands up underneath her dress, feeling the expanse of her thigh turn onto her hip and his breathing staggered when he felt the elastic of her underwear brush the pad of his thumb. Was that lace? When he slid his hand a bit higher, she panicked for a brief second, feeling his palm reach up to touch one of the softer parts of her body. She held his wrist without thinking, breaking the kiss to look down at the floor.

“Bea…you okay?”

Her confidence faltered for a second and her eyebrows furrowed, “I…” she licked her lips, he could feel her hands trembling while holding him, “I…I don’t want to disappoint you.” she couldn’t meet his eyes. She felt terrible, being hit with so much fear and worry after having one of the best nights she had in a while.

“You’d never disappoint me.” he says quietly, but lowers his hands from her hips, “Bea, look at me.” she doesn’t and he feels her trembling get even more intense. He licks his lips, sucking in a calming breath because he knew, he knew this fear came from her ex-boyfriend telling her shit. “Gorgeous, please look at me.” she looks so scared once she lifts her eyes, she looks absolutely terrified, her chin is trembling with nervousness, “You won’t disappoint me, there’s no way in hell you’d disappoint me.” She lets out a quiet sigh, then closes her eyes with a nod, whispering such a quiet ‘okay’ he almost didn’t hear it.

So he leans down once more, kissing her forehead, then the tip of her nose, her cheekbones, her lips then going down to trace her jawline with his mouth. His hands are on her clothed waist, so he uses it to guide her through his darkened apartment, pressing gentle kisses to her skin once she removes the shoes so it’d make it easier. They walk past the couch onto the hallway that leads to his room, where he lets go of her waist to open the door, leading her inside first.

She blinks while looking around, seeing it for the very first time. Much like the rest of his apartment, it wasn’t very filled with things. There was his bed in the center of the room with dark blue sheets and extremely comfortable looking pillows, a desk in the corner with a laptop on top - next to it a pile of files with a lonely pen tossed close to them, a door that led to an ensuite bathroom and a wall closet with dark doors. 

There was a large window on the left of the bed, where she could see the moonlight trying to sneak into the room through a space on the drapes. It was a large room, very comfortable and very Rooster. “Do you like my room too? I remember you saying you liked my apartment.”

She turns to face him seeing he’s still at the door and she has gotten closer to his desk, running her fingers over the wood. He was giving her space to calm down and check her surroundings, to make sure she was safe in this room. She felt safe, she did, her wildly beating heart slowing down to a nervous beating but she was less scared than before, “Yeah, I do…” she smiles, “It’s very you.”

“Very me?” he chuckles, pushing himself from the door, “What does that mean?”

“It’s…” she pauses, inhaling with a smile, “It’s very nice, it smells nice, it’s comfortable…it reminds me of safety. That’s why it’s very you.” 

Rooster’s eyes soften, his feet stepping closer to her and he cups her chin, tilting her head up. She looks a bit more relaxed, there’s some worry shining in her eyes still but much less than it was minutes before, “Do you still want to go through with this?” she nods eagerly, “Okay, let me know if there’s anything I do that makes you uncomfortable, yeah?”

He leaned down to kiss her again, it was so soft and sweet that Beatrice felt like she was falling, his large hands slid to her waist once more where he caressed the curve of where the waist turned to hips and she sighed against his mouth. He pushed her forward a bit more, until the back of her legs touched the edge of the mattress, his lips breaking apart from hers to kiss her neck.

She gasped, wrapping her arms around his neck. She felt the tips of his fingers touching the edge of her dress, slipping under the black fabric. He pulled back to meet her eyes, asking without using words if this was okay to which she nodded, biting her lower lip. Beatrice blinks in surprise when he turns them around so he’s the one against the bed instead, lowering himself so he was seated and his eye level was right in front of her breasts. 

Those whiskey eyes of his kept looking at her while he lifted his hands even higher, once again touching the elastic band of her panties, all the while the movement pulled up the dress’ fabric to her waist. She blushed a deep red, feeling his hands contouring her curves while exposing more of her lower body. Beatrice felt like she couldn’t breathe right, even more when he rolled the fabric up to her breasts, waiting for her to remove it herself. 

She inhaled shakily, crossing her arms to pull the dress off and toss to the side. She felt a mix of emotions: she immediately wanted to cover herself up but the other part of her brain told her not to. Her hands clenched by her sides as she kept her eyes shut, only blinking them open when he placed his hands on her bare hips, pulling her to stand between his legs.

Beatrice bit her lower lip nervously, his eyes moving from her face to her chest then to the rest of her body, “...No bra?” he questioned, his voice was so hoarse, like his mouth lost all moisture when he saw her. She shakes her head negatively, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her chest.

He sucked in a breath, trying to calm himself down and not push her too hard, but God damn it she was beautiful. So fucking beautiful. He looked up at her again, making sure she could see his reactions and would be sure she’d never make him feel anything but pure adoration when it came to her. The panties were lace, lilac colored with a tiny bow in the center and flower designs on the high rise of her hips.

God he was going to die. Happily.

Rooster stood to his feet, watching her eyes follow his movement while standing in front of her. He licked his lips, “Your turn.” she looks up confusedly, “I undressed you, it’s only fair.” Beatrice felt like a lump formed on her throat when he said it, spreading his arms a bit for emphasis. She didn’t know why she was nervous, she had seen him without a shirt many times but…it was something less sensual than this, it was at a beach where others were just as less clothed than he was.

But now she was practically naked in front of him. Her face flamed up but she slowly rose her hands to unbutton his shirt, one by one the Hibiscus patterned fabric separated to show more of the skin and defined muscles of his chest, the dust of chest hair he had wasn’t as intense as she saw in some others but she liked how it connected to the patch of hair disappearing under the waistband of his jeans.

He was so…attractive. He was all hard defined muscle and she felt like she ogled him for too long, not even seeing when the shirt dropped to the floor. “Roos.” she begins, which he hums in question, “You…you are very hot.” he laughs and she’s just mesmerized at how his pectorals seem to flex when he does. He leans forward so his lips are right next to her ear, their bare chest touching, pressing a kiss right below her lobe, her smaller hands dragging down his chest until they reach his belt.

“So are you.” he replies, enjoying how goosebumps formed on her skin as she fumbled on removing his belt, the sound of the belt buckle hitting the bedroom floor followed by the sound of his fly being unzipped only made it harder for him to focus. But he had to, he wanted her to feel good with him, to not worry about anything else. His legs felt cold the moment the jeans pooled at his feet, so he kicked them aside after stepping out of them, a pile of their clothes forming by the end of the bed.  

He pressed another kiss, open mouthed, to where her jaw met her neck before his arms wrapped around her waist so he could turn them around. She whimpered his name, then once more in a questioning tone when he just lowered himself so his hands were at the back of her knees. In a quick movement he picked her up so her legs wrapped around his waist, a surprised shriek leaving her lips as he chuckled, using the momentum to lower her down on his bed.

He pushed her forward a bit on the mattress, so she’d get comfortable only to stand above her with a pleased smile on his face. Beatrice dragged her eyes down his torso to his lower body and she could see the dark briefs low on his hips and the bulge that was impressive. Very impressive. “Comfortable?” he asks above her, to which she nods with a little smile. “Good…again, let me know if anything makes you upset.”

He straddled her hips so he could tower over her body on his knees and Beatrice felt like hiding herself again, but she chose to hold onto the sheets instead. Bradley’s eyes moved languidly over her body, stopping at her breasts “You have…amazing breasts.” he says, watching them move with the rise and fall of her breathing, mesmerized. 

He licked his lips the longer he looked,but decided to lower his face to hers, kissing her. Beatrice hummed against his mouth, her hands cupping his cheeks, her thighs clenching together when he deepened the kiss. She couldn’t help but whine displeased when he breaks away, pressing a trail of open mouthed kisses starting from her neck and going down to her collar bone, looking up at her to find out she was already staring down at him.

Bradley smiled against her skin, dragging his lips down to the valley of her breasts, her ribs expanding with a sudden gasp. He continued the eye contact, moving his mouth upwards to her right breast, “Okay?” he questioned right above her right nipple, the hot air making her whimper but she nodded at him, her legs still clenched together to have some relief, but he lowered his hips to lock against hers, keeping her legs open.

He could feel a bead of sweat sliding down his temple, then dropping from the tip of his nose to her chest. She slapped the back of her hand over her mouth when he lowered his own to her breast, failing to hold back her surprised yelp. While he was busy making sure her right breast got enough attention, one of his hands stopped supporting his weight so he could run it to the side of her body.

She gasped, whimpering his name behind her hand, feeling his fingertips trail down to the elastic band of her underwear. His teeth and tongue were making it harder for her to come out with something other than quiet mewling, her cheeks turning such a bright red that she looked like a ripe tomato. Bradley let go of her breast with a soft wet ‘pop’, smiling down at her, “Still good?” she nods quickly, inhaling sharply when she felt two of his fingers tracing the outline of her lips through her underwear, “Do you want me to stop?”

“N-No…”

“You sure?” he asks and his smile only widens when she whimpers positively, “Has anyone ever eaten you out before?” her eyes snap wide open and after a few seconds she shakes her head negatively. Rooster licks his lips, still running his fingers on her underwear, “Can I?”

“...yeah.” she says softly, her breast cold because of his saliva all over it, watching through a heavy lidded gaze as he straightened himself above her. He slid out of the bed to kneel down on the floor, pulling her hips towards him with a quick movement,her legs open and dangling over the edge of the mattress. He was face to face with her dampened panties, those were very cute panties, curling his thumbs underneath the elastic to pull them down her legs.

Beatrice doesn’t know what to do, she’s currently looking at his bedroom’s ceiling, her body shuddering with nerves as he places both of her thighs over his shoulders. She feels his hot breath hit her and she can’t even make a sound, just the feeling of his mouth touching her almost makes her tip over the edge right there, “Holy sh–” she bites the back of her hand, trying hard to control herself the best she could, “O-Oh my God…Brad..!” she doesn’t know if he can hear her because of her hand, but he just moves closer.

It’s such a strange yet unbelievably good feeling, she heaves out a breath, her eyes fluttering shut when she feels his tongue enter her, his mustache brushing against her in a way that seemed to double the amount of pleasure. Beatrice tossed her head back, her hand falling on her side as a loud moan escaped her lips, suddenly feeling him move up to give her clit some attention, rolling the little bundle of nerves between his lips. 

She whimpered again, panting heavily as she felt a known pressure forming, “B-Brad, oh God–” she couldn’t even complete her sentence, a breathless moan leaving her lips when she felt one of his fingers brushing against her entrance. She wouldn’t be able to last much longer like this. Now he had his finger and his mouth pleasing her, she could feel him moving his finger slowly inside of her letting out a pleased noise when she clenched around it.

Her unfocused eyes were not looking at his bedroom door since her head tossed back with satisfaction, tears forming by the corners and sliding down her temples only to wet the mattress. Her hands stopped clenching the sheets to come up to his head, her fingers combing through his sandy tresses, pressing his face closer to her, “Brad, please– I-I can’t!!”

It was the one sharp tug on his hair that broke the dam, the groan he let out vibrated all through her body and her eyes snapped open. Her legs clenched around his head and her back arched as her orgasm hit with full force,moaning brokenly but quietly, more tears coming out of her eyes. Her trembling hands slowly let go of his hair, her legs only remained around him because he kept them up but she felt like her body turned into jelly, getting soft and pleasantly spent. Beatrice’s lips parted as she panted loudly, her center clenching at nothing when he dropped her legs from his shoulders, his lips pressing more kisses to her heated skin until he reached her face once more.

She could barely see him through the blur of her tears, but she leaned up to kiss him the moment he got there. She didn’t care he just ate her out, she didn’t care he had her release all over his mouth. “God that was so good.” she whispered against his lips, moaning when he dipped his tongue into her mouth and she could taste herself. That was painfully hot, more than she ever thought it’d be.

“You are so good.” he replied, “Fucking delicious thing you are.” he didn’t want to tell her, but he was glad no one ever eaten her out before and that he was able to give her a good first time with it. “Could be between your legs for hours.” he says, enjoying how she giggled against his lips wrapping her arm around his neck, bringing his chest closer to hers. She whimpered, feeling there was no longer anything separating the two since his briefs were removed while she was still coming down from her orgasm.

He hovered above her with a smile, then he frowned, “Shit, hold on.” he quickly stood to his feet, which made Beatrice blink in surprise and push herself to her elbows, watching him rummage through his desk drawers then through his closet…all the while gazing at his bare ass without remorse, “God damn it, I thought I had some, they must be somewhere.”

Realization hits her and she looks back to the bedroom door, where she left her clutch on the floor somewhere, “Um, there’s some in my clutch.” some, yeah, some. “I-If you want.” he didn’t even hesitate, rushing out of the room with his feet thudding on the floor until he let out a shout of triumph, the click of the latch sounding louder before he rushed back inside the room.

“Got it,” he smiles, not trying to hide how his chest puffed up when her eyes lowered down his torso “See something you like?”

“I see a lot of things I like.” she replies, giving him a soft smile. He wasn’t massive to the point where it’d hurt her, but he wasn’t small either, clearly bigger than Eric ever was to be completely honest. She falls back on the bed as he rips the little packet open and gets prepped up, giving himself a couple of pumps just to get himself going even more. She smiled when he hovered over her again and she pushed herself to the center of the bed to give him more space.

Bradley licks his lips, looking down between them then back up at her, “You okay with me being on top?”

“I’m more than okay.” she says breathily, “I’m ready, Brad.” 

He sucks in a breath, keeping his eyes on her at all times before one of his hands disappears between the two, where he aligns himself to her entrance. She gasps, her eyebrows furrowing when he slowly pushes inside, the stretch burning yet making her see stars behind her eyelids when she closes her eyes. Her nails immediately go to his back where she digs them on his shoulder blades, creating crescent shapes on his skin. He drops his head to her shoulder, breathing heavily as soon as he bottoms inside of her, “Holy fuck you are tight.” he heaves out, “Holy fucking shit you are so tight.” She whimpers softly, but she has a little smile on her face.

“Brad…please…” Her soft voice on his ear almost makes him snap out of consciousness,but he pushes himself to his elbows so he could see her face as he moves. It’s slow at first, just enough for the two of them to get used to each other and he couldn’t help but stare at her flushed face, her half lidded eyes and red stained lips parted in silent gasps, some were whispers of his name that she repeated like a mantra. 

She couldn’t even explain how much she’s feeling, she was still sensitive from her previous orgasm, her whole body felt like it was on fire and he looked so beautiful on top of her. With his hair messed up and his face flushed, his own eyes seemed to be focused on her only and nothing else, “God…Bea…” he breathes out, groaning deeply in hi chest when she moves her hips to meet his, “Fuck…holy shit. Do you have…any idea how fucking sexy you are?”

Beatrice looks up at him with her eyes still half lidded but she makes a noise of questioning, “You are so sexy, when I saw you wearing that dress I had to control myself to not yank it up and fuck you in some corner of the bar. Would hate for that to be our first time together.” she blushed over his words, but her channel clenched around him, clearly liking the idea, “Oh you like that, do you? You like the idea of me bending you over?” another clench and a whimper leaves her mouth, “Fucking you hard? Is that what you want?”

“B-Brad!” his hips pick up the speed, and she tosses her head back in a moan, gasping when he leans down to bite her neck and lick the freshly made bruise. One of his hands drops down towards her ass, giving it a firm clench that yet again earned a pleased response out of her. He panted above her, but he smiled with a wicked idea appearing in his head: he gave her a quick little tap, not enough to be a spanking especially because he didn’t want to upset her, on her left buttcheek.

Beatrice’s moans got louder and she squeezed her thighs around his waist. It was just a love tap, but she definitely had a positive response to it. “Looks like we are figuring some of your kinks out Bea,” he mutters to her ear, enjoying how she clenched her eyes at a specific thrust, “You like being bent over, apparently you like being spanked too,” she breathed out his name yet again, “You like dirty talk don’t you?”

She nods without even noticing she did, her breathing hot and heavy on his shoulder. Bradley couldn’t even believe it, just finding out what Beatrice liked was giving him more power to go on, just imagining that what the future held for the two of them bed-wise was making his hips go faster. The bed frame started to shake with how intense their love-making was getting, but if there was one thing he didn’t care right now was to check if he’d need a new bed or not.

“Br-Brad…” God, whenever she said his name he just went crazy. “Brad, please…” her moans get choppy when his hips speed up and the sound of skin against skin echoes around them, mixing with their moaning and groaning. Bradley wrapped his arms around her waist, burying his face on her neck when his thrusts intensified, enjoying the sudden crack in her voice when he hit that special spot inside of her. She wraps her arms around his neck, both of her hands going up to his hair, his hips stuttered for a second and she couldn’t help the pleased grin on her face when he let out a loud groan. She opened her eyes just enough to see the muscle of his shoulder right in front of her eyes.

Bite it. a voice inside of her said, Bite it. She felt the pressure forming inside of her again, her moaning getting louder “B-Brad, I’m cl-close! I’m close!” 

“Fuck me too,gorgeous, me too.” he mutters against her neck. It’s one particular deep thrust that tips her over the edge, her breath hitching and her back arching like a bow as she lets out a broken moan with her whole body shuddering before she actually leans over his trapezius muscle and bites him like she wanted to the whole night with her nails dropping from his head to go down his upper back.

Bradley wasn’t expecting it, his hips stuttered once again and he groaned loudly, tightening his grip on her waist with his hips jolting forward repeatedly as he too reached the ending point of his own line. He huffed out against her neck, both of their hips still moving and spasming with aftershocks, their heavy breathing being the only thing they could hear inside the room as they slowly came down from their high.

Beatrice pulled back to see her teeth imprinted perfectly on his skin, “Oh no!Oh my God Brad!I’m so sorry!” she tried soothing the bruise with a hand, as if she hoped it’d go away if she did enough. He made a confused noise, lifting his head from her shoulder, his mustache and hair a complete mess, looking to where she was rubbing. She didn’t draw blood, thank God, but it was deep enough it’d turn purple.

“What are you doing?” he asked, his voice slurred, still drunk over the amazing orgasm he just had.

“I hurt you, I’m so sorry. D-Do you have any band-aids? Should I get some antiseptic?” she rambled while he just looked down at her with his eyes regaining their focus,a chuckle making its way out of his throat.

“Hmmm, don’t worry about it gorgeous.” he smiles, pressing a kiss to her lips, then another when she juts out her lower lip in displeasure, “Stop being cute, let me at least have a five minutes pause.” he says against her lips, loving when she took a moment to understand what he meant then laughed at him. He pulled back from her mouth to press their foreheads together, their noses smushing just a little bit, “You okay?” 

“I am more than okay.” she smiles brilliantly, her eyes shining with tears she didn’t dare to shed, “It was great, Brad.”

“Yeah, it really was…” he looked deeply into her eyes for a while, an unreadable gaze over his brown eyes, then pecked her lips one more time before he started to untangle himself from around her, “Let me just get rid of this yeah?” he says, sliding out of the bed and pressing a soft kiss to her thigh, walking bare feet to his bathroom.

In the meantime, Beatrice rolled to her side, deliciously spent and deliciously sore in the right places, watching him disappear into his bathroom with a little smile, supporting her cheek on her stretched arm. She heard the sound of his trash can opening and closing, then him washing his hands, smiling wider when he turned off the lights and walked back into the room. 

His smile never falters when he gets closer, crawling over her to press a trail of kisses from her shoulder to her neck, rubbing his mustache against her skin so she could laugh. He hummed happily, her lavender scent was no longer only on her body it was now on his sheets that he’d have a very hard time bringing himself to wash - well that scent and the other obvious one that is. He continues kissing her neck, but stops when the sudden sound of thunder makes itself known from the outside, the moon was now gone and the sky turned a deep blue.

“Hmmm…” he rubbed his face on her neck, “Looks like you’ll have to spend the night. Can’t go home in this rain.” 

Beatrice smiles softly, looking back at him, “You wouldn’t mind?” she questioned when he held his head above hers. His lips were still flushed a deeper pink from the constant kissing but the corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk.

“Nope,”  he replied just as the soft sound of rain was hitting the window “Wouldn’t mind at all.” 

They looked at each other for a little while longer, Beatrice’s hand coming up to caress the side of his face and after much time denying himself, he leaned into her touch, closing his eyes with a pleased smile. She rubbed the pad of her thumb on his cheekbone, smiling softly at him “...okay.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader

[cidthesquid]

The Shop has re-opened! Style Savvy: Trendsetters #04

Hello again! it's been a while, I was sick for a while, and got a bit busy trying to manage IRL stuff. But now we're back! So here's my latest update! ---- Outfit of the Day: Gothic inspired! (best I can do with my limited inventory)

--- Style Savvy Journal - Trendsetters Entry 04 I just unlocked the network features!

It seems very cool, you can set up your own online shop, and buy/sell to other players! I'm playing on an emulator, but I hope to try this at least once on real hardware before 3ds online servers shutdown. I've also managed to make more progress in the main game, I've gotten the first "What shop should you open next" thing:

And decided to go with 'Raven Candle', My avatar (and myself) don't generally subscribe to the goth look personally. but I do love the look of the style, and I often incorporate elements of it into my own bold/rock looks. Also, wow these people ask for VERY SPECIFIC Things:

A customer came in looking for a feminine style fashion jacket, So I picked out a jacket in the feminine style, only to find out, it was from the wrong sub-category. I honestly did not know 'Fashion Jackets' were even a thing, but if nothing else, it got me to figure out how to use the 'subcategory' search feature. It just feels a little limiting, as sometime they'll ask for a t-shirt, but you'll find a different inner style that looks wayy better, but they'll still turn it down.

This game also seems to have a lot more "guess my style" requests, and I am TERRIBLE at these, in fashion forward, it was less of an issue, as only the main story characters would care about that, so I'd just memorize it. The one above is easy, but I've lost quite few customers due to bad guesses. (I really should have done 'take a look', but I'm generally fairly confident in my super wrong guesses! XD

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I don't want to be too negative on this game, I'm still having fun, and it did still proceed fashion forward, and it's interesting to already see some advantages to 'Trendsetters' over 'Fashion Forward'. For one, it's much easier to track progression, in FF new unlocks and story events felt random. But here there's a visual indicator to show how close you are to the next change.

Doing various actives, (making sales, drinking at cafe, restocking) nets you moon juice a resource that goes into the moon each night, once the moon is full, new events are normally unlocked. Also, unlike Fashion Forward this is no Real-time clock to worry about, so you don't have a wait a real world day for restocking. Instead in-game actions advance time. This game also has men's fashion (have not unlocked it yet) and also perfume as a customization option. (no idea what it does

---- Since you made it to the end, I just wanted to know, does anyone actually read the text in these posts? (even a simple comment 'yes' would let me know. I'm not sure if people are more here just for the photos, or actually are interested in reading a Style Savvy Journal.

#syn sophia #fashion game #fashion dreamer #style savvy #style boutique #3ds #new style boutique #trend setter #trendsetter

[klkirbles]

i have a very complicated relationship/history with cosplay and cons, but i'll spare you those details and just talk abt how much i've enjoyed this weekend.

idk what it is abt cosplaying gale but i felt rly good abt myself. it's silly cuz i'm a very femme cis woman but there is something abt putting on a beard and drawing on wrinkles for a day or two that is so fun to me. i'm itching to cosplay more characters like that. i've only ever wore qt girls before this.

even tho it could've looked better i still got tons of compliments for the makeup and the cosplay itself. it's got me thinking of ways to improve this cosplay for the next con (may? september?)

i want to properly style the wig to look more like his short wavy vanilla hairstyle. i want to fix the shirt a bit better, fix the belt, and make a necromancy of thay prop. it would also be cool to make other outfits for him, like robes and a staff, but that won't be anytime in the near future.

i talked to some lovely ppl and i really did miss cons and the social aspect of it. running on pure adrenaline and looking goofy so it makes me feel confident enough to try and befriend ppl.

con wise it was fun enough! the artist alley was fucking fantastic i got SO much bloodweave merch it's unreal. my shrine looks amazing. i wanna post it tomorrow but i'll have to sit down and look through all the business cards i took so i can properly credit <3

i feel silly being so happy abt that but with the recent years of brexit and awful import tax and not attending cons til now i've not been able to buy any merch without it being extortionate so i'm just SO excited to own a bunch of cute art of my blorbos ;; i want MORE!!!!

[fereldanwench]

WIP Wednesday

I was tagged by @wanderingaldecaldo to share some stuff I'm working on so AU rambling it is!

(Also I just realized that I am once again so behind on keeping up with my mentions and asks. I need more hours in the day. 😭)

So as some of y'all know, I am a long-time Tomb Raider super fan, and facets of OG Lara Croft almost always influence my OCs because she is just goals. Valerie was no exception here--Her canon street style and effortlessly cool and tough yet elegant vibes were very much inspired by the one and only Lady Croft.

When I realized that across these three mods (one, two, three) I could make a Tomb Raider Underworld-inspired outfit for Valerie, that just became my sole reason for living for like six hours.

Initially, I wasn't planning on delving into a story or anything with the shots--I just wanted to play with some Tomb Raider-esque settings to get a little break from the high-tech/low-life urban setting to refresh the muse--But then I realized this could actually be the perfect setting to explore another idea I had been sitting on for a while.

I had wanted to play with a Yakuza!Goro AU for some time now (turning to a life of organized crime if Arasaka hadn't picked him up has always seemed like something that could have been in the realm of possibility based on the little bit he shares about his childhood), and Lara does get tangled up with some Yakuza shenanigans in some storylines so 💡💡💡 Treasure Hunter/Yakuza AU: I Only Play for Sport (based on Lara's iconic one-liner in the intro of the 1996 game) was officially born!

Work has been nuts the past few weeks, and I didn't really feel like trying to figure out how to mod tats on Goro myself, so I asked the wonderful @86maylin if she was up for a private commission. Luckily, she was. 🙏🙏🙏 (Thank you again, May!)

This has also been another journey into building with AMM--I have a few very specific scenes in mind, and I wanted them to be in totally original settings created specifically for this AU instead of defaulting to my usual locations (like Hanako's estate).

To kick that off, I decided I wanted to make a little living space for Goro. I got a lot of good practice building a stage, essentially, when I did the little villainess shoot a little while ago, so I felt pretty confident that I could put together something loosely inspired by the Tokyo penthouse Lara visits in Tomb Raider Legend.

That game is almost 20 years old now, though, so the assets there were obviously very limited, and I wanted to make something a little more complete and cozy for Goro's home base, as it were. I'm still not finished with it (maybe like 75% of the way there), but I'm pretty happy with the progress:

And another huge thank you to @bnbc and @arasakas-ronin for y'all's prop packs because they have done a lot to add some of that cool-artifact-treasure-hunting goodness to the scene. (I've used a lot but I think this toy set and this decor set were most prominently used.)

And as for the story itself?

Well, no one's here for the plot, right? 😅

I am slowly working on a couple of photostories inspired by some scenes in the Tomb Raider movies and games, and I have a general gist of the premise: Valerie is a wealthy heiress with a fondness for adventure and recovering lost artifacts with presumed supernatural abilities, and Goro is the right-hand man of a Yakuza boss who has a similar interest in such artifacts. They end up having their sights set on the same artifact (currently unknown to me, lmao, although I am very aware of the issues with the genre when it comes to, yanno, glorifying white Westerners stealing shit from other cultures so I want to be mindful that I don't fall into that same pitfall) and sexy rival treasure hunter shenanigans ensue.

So this is what I've been working on! It's a total pet project, I'm so excited about it, and I figured the time between now and Phantom Liberty coming out would be the best time to just go ham with photomode and mods and create a totally self-indulgent crossover that combines my great video game loves.

And one last thing before I shut up, because I wanna share how Tomb Raider has always been a part of Valerie's background: her surname, Powell, was inspired by Manfred Powell, the antagonist in the 2001 Tomb Raider movie. Bonus fact: I used the name "Nishimura" in this photo story, which is also the name of two characters in the Tomb Raider universe (Lara's friend Toru Nishimura in Legend and her girlfriend Sam Nishimura in the 2013 reboot.)

Okay, if you read all of this, you're now legally obligated to share something you've been working on, too. 💙

#t: wench.txt #oc: valerie v powell #c: goro takemura #ship: goro x valerie #g: cyberpunk 2077 #kinda #au: i only play for sport

[bleach-your-panties]

🥀⛓️like you mean it⛓️🥀 ----- 𝖘.𝖐𝖆𝖎𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖆🩸🔪

🥀written from prompts chosen by the wheel of misfortune created by @/cyancherub

🥀includes: dub-con, cucking, 69, stranger sex, & mirror sex. mdni! 18+. dark content warning. horror warning.

🥀banners made by me on canva/pic collage. images from pinterest. blood divider from google.

🥀4.5k words

🥀B/n = boyfriend's name

🥀october 31st, 2023

The sounds of cheerful laughter, concession machines whirring, and parents screaming for their children to 'stop running' rang throughout the periphery of your hearing while you stood with your boyfriend in line for the cotton candy.

Halloween night, the night of your first official date after you accepted the proposal to be his girlfriend.

He's a fairly handsome fellow: tall, athletic (you already knew that he played on the soccer team and ran track at your university, courtesy of your nosy roommate), neatly shaven face, with a dazzling white smile; bright, chocolate brown eyes, and a robustly defined body.

Being with him on this cool, spooky night (the spookiest night of the year, no doubt) caused a tingling euphoria to race down your spine and ignite your nerves.

Yes. You'd never had a boyfriend before starting university.

You were the quiet, smart girl in school. Not popular, but also not a total outcast. So, as you stood in that line with your boyfriend, whose looks could rival that of any male model, you felt good.

Proud even.

Not to say that you're unattractive - no! Not at all! You just never pictured yourself standing beside someone who looked so....well-put-together. So perfect.

"You look zoned out. Not trying to think of a way to ditch me, are you?" B/n smirked while outstretching his arm to hand you a bouquet of wiry, blue fluff.

Quickly shaking your head and smiling, you accepted it and brought it up to your mouth to steal a bite.

"Not at all. I wouldn't even dream of ditching you out here. All alone and cold on a cloudy, October night with no telling of what could be lurking in the shadows. I hope you don't feel that I'd be that cruel."

He let out a loud chuckle,

"I certainly hope not. You're too beautiful to be cruel."

That comment made you blush and push a breath through your lips as you felt your face heating up.

He thinks I'm beautiful.

"Aww, shucks. Now you're going to ruin my cool kid facade and make me blush."

"I'm sorry, but I don't see any cool kids around here. Only a hottie that really knows how to make a university sweatshirt look like something off a New York Fashion Week runway show."

"Hottie? Are you a Megan the Stallion fan?" You giggled.

As the two of you talked, you moved further away from the crowd and bright lights and more towards the carnival rides.

You didn't think your outfit was all that special: your maroon and white band sweatshirt, black washed out-denim miniskirt, black tights with random holes cut out of them, and shiny, maroon Doc Martens.

With a simple shrug of your shoulders, you continued to eat your cotton candy.

Squealing like some ditzy fangirl at every compliment thrown your way is definitely not how you want to present yourself to your new beau. You have to play it cool.

Before the handsome man could retort, however, your cell phone buzzed.

emergency alert: escaped inmate. all citizens to be on high alert. more updates as they become available.

B/n was tucking his phone back into his pocket when you looked over at him.

"Well, that's certainly disconcerting. Though, it is Halloween. It could just be a prank to scare people." You announced with confidence laced throughout your tone.

He couldn't help but chuckle at you: you looked and sounded so cute, he'd drink up whatever you said and proclaim it as fact. 

Moving closer to your side to engulf you in a side hug, he pulled your body snug against his own, making sure to keep you shielded from getting tousled by the groups of teens and adults alike headed towards the haunted maze.

"You don't have to try and be brave for me, sweetheart. It's my job as the man to protect you after all."

It might come off as rude for you to scoff, but the blush brewing on your cheeks would contradict that action anyway; you're liking this attention that's being bestowed upon you.

"Oh, why do I have to be trying, why can't I just do it?" You giggled.

The two of you passed by what looked like a group of university students. Some of them were wearing sweatshirts similar to yours, but colored a deep navy blue with red and white detailing.

A straggler trailed behind the group, typing on his cell phone. 

Average height and normal, modest build, he doesn't stand out too much. Dark brown, shaggy hair and black, languorous eyes.

Unlike the others in the group, he's wearing a black sweatshirt with a white overlapping UA design, baggy black jeans, and black platform Converse.

He's not ugly by any means. Just…

Unremarkable.

He's not paying attention to where he's walking, too absorbed into his phone, when he slams into your side.

He would've knocked you off of the path if your boyfriend didn't have a tight grip on your waist.

"Sorry!! I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking, I-"

"She's good, man." 

The look on Sen's face reflected his confusion. He didn't think that he'd overstepped or done anything that could be perceived as disrespectful.

"Right. Sorry again." 

He awkwardly moved along, trying to catch up to the group, which you assumed were his friends.

B/n's grip tightened on your waist and you noticed the way his forehead wrinkled just slightly in irritation.

"Fucking nerve of that guy." 

You were just a bit taken aback by the aggression in his tone, but wrote it off of him just being protective.

"Yeah, that was kind of weird, but look! The line for the maze isn't that long yet; let's hurry!"

Gleeful screams and laughter are in abundance as you and B/n approach the maze's entrance. 

The whirring of a chainsaw somewhere nearby makes you squeal in delight as two middle-school aged children rush past you, holding hands and giggling uncontrollably. 

"Oh wow, they really went all out, didn't they? Chainsaw killer and creepy, dark stone maze? They made sure to pull out all the stops." You smirked.

Chuckling and moving you along with his hand on your lower back, B/n seems quite pleased that you're enjoying yourself.

"Yeah, they did. Despite its creepiness, though, it'd make a great place to make out, don't you think?" He smiled at you with a teasing lilt in his voice.

You snorted. "Hmph, maybe." 

Is he implying that he wants to make out? 

Your cheeks warmed up; you're not prepared for this. 

The maze gets darker and darker the further you two walk in; the moon now hides behind dark, wispy clouds. 

It's like the temperature suddenly drops twenty degrees, making you feel the biting cold even through your thick sweatshirt.

The laughter is starting to sound farther away, but the chainsaw is still loud as ever. The sound sends chills down your spine and causes goosebumps to rise up all along your arms.

"You alright? Hey, look at the vines. Aren't they pretty? Imagine how this place would look in the daytime, with the roses blooming on the hedges." 

B/n is fantasizing about your next date. It would probably be a picnic in a flower garden with multicolored roses surrounding both of you. 

He can't wait to spoil you and give you all the nice things that you deserve.

You're about to respond when suddenly the sound of the chainsaw is right behind your ear. As you let out a surprised shriek, you're pulled harshly by your sleeve.

Sneakers slap against the stone pathway as you and B/n run for your lives away from the paid actor wielding the highly dangerous power tool.

He's laughing as sweat drips down his forehead even in the cold air. You can hear him asking you if you're having fun.

You're not sure anymore.

"L-look, that might be an opening up ahead!" Your finger points towards what you hope is the end of the maze. The exit.

Your male companion nods and your direction shifts towards the metaphorical light at the end of the tunnel.

Something is shining down there, even though the night is so gloomy and you're completely enclosed in this stone fortress.

Your footsteps slow as you get closer and realization dawns upon you.

It's not an exit.

Instead, a long mirror is situated right in the center of the stone wall. The sliver of moonlight glinting off of it gives it the illusion of an open doorway. 

Only reflecting the path in front of it, the one which you'd just come down.

"Fuck…how the hell are we going to get out of here?" You curse.

B/n hums thoughtfully. You both stand and stare at your reflections in the mirror. 

The sound of the chainsaw started up again, but it sounded further away this time. That made you squint your eyes in confusion.

In the next moment, footsteps are running in your direction. Rubber soles squeak and slide against the cobblestone and before you know it, that same kid from before is practically running into you again.

His face has a light sheen of sweat, the perspiration dampening his hair, beading on his forehead, and slowly slipping down his nose.

“You again…” You say as you just stare at him. He drops to his knees, his breaths coming out in short puffs.

“I-I got separated from my friends back there...The chainsaw guy came at us full force, we split up and ran in different directions...”

Both you and B/n are looking at him now. 

“What do you mean? The chainsaw guy was just behind us…I heard it, loud and clear…”

Sen slowly cranes his head upward to peek at your face. His cheeks grow a pink tint, as your tight-covered thighs are right in his line of sight.

He begins to rise to his feet and you realize that he’s a few inches taller than you, though several shorter than your boyfriend. 

“That’s not possible, unless there were two of them instead of one. Usually they’d mention something like that at the entrance before letting people in.” Sen places his hands into the pockets of his black sweatshirt.

“Right, well we should keep looking for the way out. We don’t want to-” B/n is cut off by the loud screeching that you remember from earlier. It’s coming from all three of your cell phones.

The emergency alert system.

“escaped prisoner sighted on or nearby local fairgrounds. exercise extreme caution and awareness! vacate premises immediately if-”

BRUM-BRUM-BRUM-BRUM-BRUMMMM-BRRRRR!

“HOLY FUCK, LOOK OUT!”

Bursting from your left, a masked person wielding a large chainsaw with a rusty blade lunges towards you and B/n.

“Fuck!” Sen stumbles backwards and falls, landing harshly on his side as your weight on top of him sends both of you sprawling across the ground. B/n had pushed you out of the way just in time to prevent you from being decapitated.

The psychopath grins maniacally and revs the machine again and swings it towards B/n. He’s quick to duck out of the way, no doubt his years of running track, combined with adrenaline, contributing to his remarkable speed.

“Leave him alone!” You shout as you attempt to scramble away from Sen, but the dark-haired male quickly pulls you back into him by your arm. A surprisingly muscled arm tightens around your waist and keeps you pressed against him.

"What are you doing? Get off of me! I have to help him!" You pushed against Sen once again, but he held you even tighter. 

The chainsaw's engine revs again and this time it's pointed right at your face.

"You'd do right to listen to him. Make another move and I'll slice right through your pretty face." 

You could feel every drop of blood in your veins turn to ice as all the color drained from your face. Not just at their words, but upon closer inspection, you can see that the chainsaw's blade is not rusted.

It's covered in dried blood. 

H/c hair swayed from side to side as you shook your head, eyes clenching shut in utter horror and disbelief.

That chainsaw is definitely real, but maybe this person just really knows how to play their role. Maybe the blood is fake. 

"Hahaha, what's the matter, sweetheart? Can't believe this is happening to you? Well it is! This ain't no goddamn skit; it's the real fucking deal." 

Sen keeps his arms around you in a protective hold, but you wish it wasn't him. 

You wish it was your beloved boyfriend holding you close and protecting you much like how he was earlier.

Before your perfect dream turned into a complete nightmare right before your eyes.

"Open your fucking eyes!" 

They snap open on command. You don't want to take the risk of making this person any angrier than they already are.

"Why are you doing this? What do you want from us?" It's B/n speaking up.

Internally you're screaming for him to shut up, to not say another word that may result in his serious injury or, worse, death.

The perpetrator quickly turns on him with the deadly weapon. He falls back on his ass and yelps in pain.  

You crane your head around the tall, imposing figure to see your boyfriend clutching his ankle. He must've landed on it the wrong way. It's clearly twisted and possibly broken.

"Oh, what a shame. Looks like you won't be able to run from me anymore. All three of you are stuck at my mercy, how delightful!" 

Sen decides to speak up then. He tries to keep his voice from wavering. He has to be the strong one in this situation. 

He has to be the man and protect you now.

"What about my friends back there? Did you…did you murder them?" 

Loud, psychotic laughter is his answer and Sen drops his head regretfully.

"What an idiotic question to ask a serial killer! Now, as much as I'd love to hear you three beg me for your pathetic lives, I've thought of something much more interesting."

The three of you wait in silence, neither of you daring to ask what they had in store for you.

They take the chainsaw and held it over your boyfriend's head.

"PLEASE, NO!"

"QUIET!"

You whimper sadly and Sen strokes your hair gently, bringing your head to rest on his chest.

"I won't kill him, yet. Before he dies, why don't you give him a show, huh, little one? I want you..," They point a long, black-gloved finger towards Sen, whose eyes widen,

"..To fuck her while he watches." 

His jaw drops and you can feel his body shake in fear.

"I-I can't…I.."

The engine revs once again. Louder and more menacing than the other times.

The sound echoes inside your head and you look up at Sen.

He looks down at you, his dark eyes conflicted.

"Do you…?" 

You just look at him blankly. He can't tell what you want, but you're not explicitly telling him no.

He's going to hate himself for this, but if it's the only way for you all to make it out of this alive…

"I'm sorry about this, but I really don't want to fucking die here.."

You don't know what to say to that, but your body shivers when Sen begins to move his hands down your sides.

His fingers play with the hems of your sweatshirt and T-shirt, ghosting over the flesh of your tummy just barely.

The chainsaw-wielder clicks their tongue.

"No, no, this won't do at all. He can't even see you."

Another startled yelp from B/n; they've got him yanked up onto his knees as they begin to drag him closer to you and Sen. His injured leg trails behind him pitifully and he's propped up against the stone wall to your right.

"Turn around, face the mirror."

The mirror, you'd completely forgotten about it.

Effortlessly, Sen picks you up and situates the both of you to where you're now staring back at yourselves in the tall slab of glass.

It's dark, but the clouds have moved away from the moon so its light can illuminate the dastardly deed that you're about to commit.

You're about to cheat on your boyfriend on your first date.

Right in his face.

"Get to it, then. Don't keep him waiting. If you do a good enough job I might let you all live." 

An evil chuckle and then the chainsaw is powered off. They look at you and Sen expectantly, B/n doing the same.

You can see him out of the corner of your eye, watching you in the mirror with a neutral expression. 

He doesn't know what to feel; his ankle is throbbing in pain and his girlfriend is in another man's lap. Not to mention his life has been threatened more than once in only a single night.

Sen's lips tremble as he trails them along your shoulder, pulling the collar away from your neck so he can reach the s/c skin underneath.

One of his larger hands rests over yours, squeezing in a show of support.

He's sorry, oh so sorry that he's putting you and your boyfriend through this, but he can at least make the experience somewhat pleasurable for you.

Make you feel comfortable with him.

A soft moan escapes your cold, slightly chapped lips causing Sen's cock to stir in his jeans.

He shifts his legs and opens them wider so you your ass can sit flush against his crotch.

Even through your own jean-clad bottom you can feel him getting hard for you.

"Y-you're enjoying this…is this what turns you on? You're sick…"

You whisper to him, a stinging edge to your tone that makes Sen's ears burn in embarrassment.

And lust.

"I-I'm sorry…I can't…can't control it. You're so soft and you smell so good…" 

How long had it been since he'd had a girl sitting on his dick, and one as pretty as you, nonetheless? 

His hormones are going into overdrive, causing his movements to grow bolder.

Sen takes his hands and places them on your knees so he can spread them apart. 

He wants to see your panties, but your tights are in the way; so, with one hand he grips the offending material at your crotch and tears a hole right through them.

Heat licks at your neck despite the cold, and Sen's tongue does as well.

The warm, wet muscle provides a pleasant contrast to the biting cold. He leaves a slimy trail of saliva all the way from your neck down to your collarbone.

Shivers run down your spinal column and your cunt moistens through your royal purple panties, much to Sen's delight.

Though the only reason you're letting him do this to you is to save your lives, he can't help but get excited at the image of you getting wet for him.

A complete fucking stranger.

Sen apparently isn't the only one getting turned on from this situation.

You look from your reflection in the mirror back to B/n and a soft gasp leaves your lips.

He's palming his dick through his pants. Perfect white teeth clamp down on a juicy bottom lip while his brown eyes watch your pussy through the mirror.

"Looks like somebody's enjoying himself!" The killer laughs cruelly.

This is what they wanted: to completely embarrass and humiliate you three.

Tears begin to sting your eyes, but what can you do? It's either let this stranger fuck you or you all die.

Sen's fingers on one hand move to push your skirt up while the other hand rips the hanging material of your tights the rest of the way off.

He reaches under your ass to get to his belt and quickly unbuckles it to free his hard, throbbing dick.

You can't see it in the mirror from the way you're sitting on him, but when he shifts to line himself up with your panty-covered cunt, you can feel the head brush against your clit.

"Ohh…" The moan leaves your throat on its own accord.

Sen is encouraged by this and he moves his head to rest against yours.

Kisses are planted on your cheeks and temples while he strokes his cock with one hand and pulls your thong to the side to reveal your wet pussy with the other.

"Shit, you're so wet…don't worry, I'm gonna make you feel so good, make you even wetter for him to see…" He coos into your ear then nibbles it. Your back arches against him.

He chuckles softly and slides his dick through your folds, lubing himself up.

"Such a pretty pussy. What a lucky fucking guy…"

Is the last sentence the dark brunette speaks before thrusting his hips up and burying his dick deep inside you.

"F-fuck! Ahh…so thick.." 

Your mind turns hazy when Sen starts fucking up into you at a quick, but steady pace.

His dick isn't the longest, but it's girthy and there's a few veins along his shaft that massage against your inner walls oh so deliciously.

"Shit, it's so warm and tight. You like it, huh? Like my dick? Look at how you're starting to cream on me already, baby."

 

He's telling the truth because when he says it, your eyes move down your reflection to where the two of you are joined and you can see the white froth coating his dick as he moves it in and out of your hole.

"Ahh…feels so good…fuck…don't even know your name.." 

"It's Sen…oh my God.."

His balls smack against your ass cheeks as he moves one arm around your waist so he can bounce you on him harder.

Your head is thrown back and your nails scratch at the material of his jeans.

You and Sen's combined moans further spur on B/n, who's jacking his dick faster and faster while Sen fucks you. 

"Look at that, he's so fucking hard watching another man stuff his girl's little cunt. Fucking perv. Bet he can't wait to get you in his bed tonight so he can….haaah…fuck my fucking cum deeper in your little hole. Shit!" 

Sen's dirty talk only added to the pleasure that he was making you feel with his dick. Noticing how you had started watching B/n jack off through the mirror, he grew a bit jealous and turned your head so he could kiss you sloppily on the lips.

"Oh yeah, that's the way to do it, you fucking scumbag. Fuck her like you mean it." 

The killer's laughter echoed all around you making you jolt back into the reality of your situation, though it didn't stop the orgasm from building in your lower region.

"Fuck Sen, I'm going to cum!" You moaned, eyes squeezed shut while said man fucked you harder and faster, wanting to make you feel good, to make you cum on his dick before you could on your boyfriend's.

"Come on, baby, cum on my dick. Make your boyfriend cum, too, from watching you get fucked." He palmed one of your ass cheeks, lifting you up slightly before slamming you down on him, hard.

Your body started shaking, making Sen curse under his breath and speed up his movements.

"That's right! Dick got you fucking shaking! Cum all over me baby, let it go….oh fuck." 

Just as he told you to, you came hard and squirted all over Sen's dick. Your squirt splashed up onto the mirror, making his tired-looking eyes widen.

"Goddamn, you sprayed the whole mirror almost. Shit that's hot." 

His voice was laced with exhaustion now, all traces of fear and apprehension seemingly gone.

Now fired up from watching you squirt, Sen maneuvered himself up onto his knees and caught you by the hips.

Confused, you tried to look back at him, but you understood when his softening cock was now bobbing in your face.

A mewl left your throat when that slick tongue swept through your folds and began collecting the remaining drops of your squirt.

"S-suck it…suck his dick, baby…come on.." B/n moaned while feverishly pumping his dick. 

Your pupils enlarged once you saw how long and thick it was and your pussy drooled on Sen's tongue at the thought of B/n fucking you next.

With your little hands, you began pumping Sen's dick at the same pace as B/n, making sure to make eye contact with both of them the best you could through the mirror.

"Awww, fuck yeah. So sexy, baby. You're so fucking sexy, the perfect girl." B/n moaned as he watched you engulf Sen's fat dick in your mouth and hollow out your cheeks.

"Oh, goddamn…unhh.." Sen's head fell away from your cunt and his body shivered this time.

You may have never had a steady boyfriend before, but you'd had a few flings the summer before university started, so you knew your way around a dick quite well.

Sen thrust his hips forward, making you choke and gag on his fat cock. Saliva ran down your neck to his balls while they slapped against your chin.

"Fuck, where'd you find her? Fucking slutty ass pussy and mouth. Oh God…" He said to B/n.

The night air was filled with the sloppy sounds of you gagging on Sen's dick and the wet sounds of B/n jacking off.

Sen tried to keep eating your pussy, but your head was just too fucking good and he couldn't stop himself from moaning.

"Shit! You ready to take my fat load in your mouth, baby? Be a good girl and swallow it all for me, okay?" 

You nodded best you could and started sucking him even harder, triggering his orgasm. 

"SHIT! Oh my fucking God!" 

Sen almost dropped you on your head as he knelt down on his hands and knees to gather himself after you swallowed all his cum.

"I'm…I'm coming, shit, that was so sexy…ahhh.." 

Hearing this, Sen quickly grabbed you by the hair and moved your face into B/n's lap so he could spray his nut all over it. You looked up at him with the most adoring and innocent look in your eyes, which almost triggered a second orgasm from him.

"Damn…that was the best sex I think I've ever had in my life…" Sen sat back against the wall and sighed heavily.

Slow clapping started and the three of you looked up to your captor.

Silently you pleaded to yourselves that they'd let you all go now since their wish had been fulfilled.

"That was very good, but…." 

The thrum of the chainsaw started up again. You weren't fast enough to move in front of him before the blade came down on B/n's head, splitting it wide open and spraying both you and Sen with a fountain of blood.

"Not good enough." 

The sound of the chainsaw's blade and blood splattering against the mirror echoed throughout the walls of the stone maze.

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