#hes just right amount of ugly to make a group of people go HIM????

[doobea]

I CAN MAKE YOUR BED ROCK - RIN ITOSHI

synopsis: You're a famous online smut author, married to an international superstar athlete, and everyone around you thinks you have the perfect sex life. What they don't realize is Rin sleeps in the guest room and you're still very much a virgin.

contents: fem!reader, arranged marriage, suggestive themes but nothing too explicit (read with caution), characters are all in their mid/late-20s, reader has a small supportive friend group of other smut authors, mentions of alcohol, sex toys, and lots of failed attempts to seduce an oblivious (?) husband, mdni word count: 2.4k a/n: you guys already know that this is gonna be a wild one. is this my debut attempt to write smut but make it a romcom? maybe. this is gonna be a four-part series!!

一 : Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue ->next.

To say that you’re infamous on the internet isn’t an exaggeration but a truth. No, you haven’t posted anything controversial regarding your marital status and haven’t gotten yourself into a crazy D-List influencer scandal; you’re infamous solely because of your erotica literature and, surprisingly, your in-laws were fine with it.

“Whatever brings home the money.” Your father-in-law would always chime. 

You weren't ashamed of your career, and it practically all started in college when you wanted to pass the time writing for your favorite fandom. In a short amount of time, you had gained a small devoted following on your blog that made a lightbulb switch go off in your head - what if I could do this for a living? And so you did. Fast forward three years, now you are making a comfortable living working from anywhere with a wifi signal available and have over 950k followers on your socials, all under your alias 'YN Finalis'. With that many followers, most people would feel worried about their personal life being breached, but you're not dumb; you like to keep your personal life on, what you like to call, "low battery" mode.

Here's what your near million followers do know about: you’re 24 pushing on 25, you've come from a rather wealthy background, you’re married to an athlete, you’ve written well over 40 original explicit stories, and you have a plethora of sex toys and contraptions in your master bedroom.

What they don't know is: you're in an arranged marriage with Rin Itoshi for the past year, he only sleeps in the guest bedroom, and you're a virgin with a really creative mind.

Crazy, right?

But it's not like you're alone in your thoughts, today was the day when you decided to finally vent to your close fellow internet authors about your sexual frustrations.

"My in-laws keep asking me the same thing every time they call," Your voice reaches your laptop where your weekly meeting was set up on the kitchen counter. "I mean just how do they expect us to have a kid when my own husband doesn't even touch me?" You finish the remaining wine in your glass in dismay as sudden gasps were heard from the laptop's speakers.

"He hasn't initiated sex with you in these last few months?" Chigiri gasps.

"More like in the entirety of our relationship." You cry as you pour out another glass. You pick up your laptop, frowning seeing everyone's solemn looks, and make your way to your living room couch. "I'm still a virgin for crying out loud, like who's still a virgin at 24?"

Probably a lot of people but this is about you, not them!

"Oh my god," Hiori looks like he was going to cry for you. "Maybe your husband's just shy? Could it be he hasn't found the right time for it?"

"But a whole year?" Bachira is next to speak. "No wonder your stories have been popping off, you've been super horny."

You try to hold back your drunken sniffles. "I just don't understand! It's not like I'm ugly or anything, plenty of people wanted to date me back in college! He comes home to a clean house, I make fantastic meals that aren't just a ham and turkey sandwich, and for his past birthday I even gifted him an all-paid trip to Okinawa!"

"Shit," Shidou whistles, "I'd fuck you if you made me a ham and turkey sandwich."

"Not now for jokes." Hiori scolds and his tone softens when he speaks to you, "Outside of sex, has your husband been good to you?"

You pinch the bridge of your nose in frustration. "God, yes. He's so good to me you have no idea."

It wasn't like Rin was neglecting you in other forms of intimacy. Hugs and brief kisses were frequent both in and outside of the house. He loves holding your hands, shopping for clothes with you, giving you forehead kisses, and kissing you 'good morning' and 'good night' every day. There was absolutely nothing wrong with him, other than the occasional 'I'm irritated and I need my space' phase that required a whole evening to himself - but that was beside the point.

"Have you guys even talked about it?" Hiori continues.

"Oh god, absolutely no, it's an arranged marriage for fuck sake. What if I come off too strong and he doesn't even see me like that? Then the whole marriage will just be awkward!"

"But he's willing to do all those other things you listed down, maybe he is just shy." Bachira retorts.

"You think maybe he swings the other way?" Shidou asks but it's genuine this time.

A long period of silence falls over everyone as they try to figure out what they could help you with. But ultimately this was your husband to figure out, Rin wasn't married to them and they don't even know who Rin Itoshi was.

“Ah, whatever!” You swirl the wine in your glass around, frowning at your sullen reflection. “Maybe we’ll just end up adopting a baby instead of having one, maybe his parents won’t be able to tell the difference. And maybe I’ll just have to resort to reading other smut to satisfy my lack of intimacy. Chigiri, when is that next chapter coming out?”

A few clicks are heard from the other side of the screen before he says, “You’re in luck, I’m about to have my friend beta read this and it should be up by tonight.”

Perfect, you thought.

Chigiri, whose online username is RedPanther, has the third most followers on the adult website that everyone in the group was a part of. He's known for his works centering around the tropes 'forced proximity' and 'enemies to lovers', often the smut he writes will include a steamy threesome that has some sort of pegging involved - but that's always towards the second to last chapter.

"Oh!" Bachira calls out your name with a smile, "Aren't you working on a new story yourself?"

“Remind me again,” Shidou leans forward, "what's this one about?"

You find yourself feeling slightly lighter now that you've vented and the topic has shifted to something you're more confident speaking about. After a few seconds of rummaging through your Word documents, you drag the file labeled "I CAN MAKE YOUR BED ROCK - rough outlines & ideas.doc" to the group chat. Rarely do you ever share your creativity flow with other people but, after your unwarranted trauma dump, you figure it was better than nothing.

"Funny enough, it's loosely based on my marriage." You confess sheepishly, "This is my way of coping with it, I guess."

"Nothing wrong with that." Hiori chimes in, "It's free compared to having a shitty therapist!"

"Damn woman," Shidou's pink eyes dart back and forth from the screen, eyebrows furrowing up and down as he makes his way through your well-detailed outline. "you need to get laid, ASAP."

You click open your story file to follow along. In the tags section, you listed: Arranged marriage, unrequited love/one-sided, brat tamer, BDSM, choking, spanking, spitting, breeding kink, cum slu–

Okay, maybe Shidou is right (which is a surprise), you do need to get laid. But it's also okay to get slightly defensive for the sake of your ego, right?

You playfully roll your eyes at your group mate. "Ok ok, no need to judge that hard coming from the person who literally writes degradation kinks for a living!"

"Well, I think this story will be your best one yet!" Chigiri and Bachira both flip you a thumbs up over on their end of the call.

After a few more exchanges of small story updates in everyone's life, you all decided to end the call since it was getting rather late in the afternoon and you have yet to get started on dinner. You briefly thank Chigiri for his upcoming update and hop off, just in time before you hear the familiar sounds of the front door opening.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back, Rin!"

You can't help but feel slightly embarrassed and guilty that you were essentially gossiping about your husband's lack of sex drive to your friend group, which he hardly knows about, when he comes home with a large bag of takeout and your favorite coffee order. Rin is dressed in his typical workout outfit, which consists of a black form-fitting t-shirt and grey sweatpants that were just loose enough that you can still make an outline of his 'magic jewels', as Bachira likes to write.

"Baby, you didn't have to." You quickly grab the items from his hands so he can set down his gym bag.

He hums in response, briefly kissing your forehead before making his way into the kitchen to fetch a tall glass of water. "You've been cooking all week so I wanted you to take a small break," Rin says with a smile.

Your ears go warm and mimic the smile back, “Thanks, how was practice today?”

He sighs through his nose and wipes away the remaining sweat-covered bangs sticking to his forehead. “Rougher than usual but nothing too crazy. Isagi was more annoying compared to yesterday.” Rin says with a small pout.

“Boo,” You stick your tongue out in agreement, “how dare he annoys my one and only husband?”

“Oh, shut up.” He flicks a finger to your cheek and lets out the slightest fake scoff.

After hydrating, Rin announces quietly that he’ll come back to eat as soon as he takes a shower and darts to the guest bedroom. And with that, you’re reminded of your odd predicament.

He is a good husband and knows that you care for him and vice versa. When both sets of parents first introduced you two, it was awkward and you knew from reading his background that he wasn’t the most sociable of people but you were, and still are, patient. This arranged marriage was more or less a business deal between fathers; your father held the CEO title at a top entertainment company in the nation and Rin’s father wanted to secure the spotlight for the growing star athlete. Rin didn’t say much during that meeting, and neither did you.

Your first kiss with him was also on your first date. It was at his apartment, both of you shared the same hobby of playing horror games, and you were sitting thigh to thigh on his two-seater couch. You were dying multiple rounds in, fingers bruised from button-mashing and mind-busied with inappropriate thoughts as you kept stealing glances at your painfully attractive fiance. It didn’t take long for Rin to notice because it was stupidly obvious. He sat his controller down, took one look at you, and asked, “Do you want me to kiss you?” with a weird little smile that was seemingly almost out of character from what you knew of him. And the kiss was … awkward to say the least. You remembered him leaning down and you were leaning up, mashing lips and a little bit of teeth together. No amount of research that you had done days prior could’ve prepped for that. And it was almost as if it was his first time kissing too, but you fixated on your inexperience than pay any mind to his mysterious relationship track record. 

One year later and you’re still stuck at first base.

As if on cue, you feel your phone give out a series of buzzes in your back pocket, already knowing that it’s from your online penpals. You break out from your thoughts and scroll to the top of the messages:

Bachira M. [BluntBangs] “You should try seducing him tonight!” Hiori Y. [ChoppyCyan] “You remember reading Chigiri’s fan favorite short story - “Till Death Do Us Part”? There was this one scene where the characters had to share one bed because the other bedroom got ruined by a leak! Maybe you can “accidentally” make that happen too?” Chigiri H. [RedPanther] “I remember I had a fun time writing that scene. You should definitely try and flirt with him, y/n.” Shidou R. [HornyDemon] “And if your husband won’t fuck you then I will /jk” Hiori Y. [ChoppyCyan] “Shut up you’ll fuck anything that has a pulse”

They weren’t necessarily wrong. You didn’t want this dynamic to potentially go on for another year or even for the rest of your life - trying wouldn’t hurt anyone, right? 

You quickly fill up a pitcher of water then peer into the spare guest room and notice warm lighting bleeding through the cracks coming from the bathroom door and the sounds of running water. With Rin still busy washing up, you take the liberty to start messing around for your impromptu operation. You weren’t exactly sure when or who suggested sleeping in separate bedrooms to start but, to your knowledge, this is the first time that you’ve actually sneaked around in his room.

You start with the closet, opening its double doors and seeing his clothes all hung in order and by color. His sneakers and cleats were all stored in separate clear cases in the bottom corner while there is a small center shelf in the middle that holds his cologne, deodorant, and moisturizer. He’s neat, you think to yourself before deciding that it’s probably best to leave his belongings alone and focus on ruining something in the room that was less personal. Next is the carefully made bed with extra fluffed pillows, then the freshly well-kept plants on the window sill, followed by the small framed photo of your wedding day on the bedside table. Guilt immediately rushes over your consciousness.

“No, this won’t do either.” You groan, suddenly feeling like this is the dumbest thing on earth now. “I should just give up.” 

“y/n?” Rin’s voice calls out and you snap your head towards his direction, soon to be met with a series of incoherent sputtering from the male as you realize that he’s completely wet and naked.

“Oh my god!” Hands and pitcher fly to your redden face as you try to come up with an excuse but nothing comes out the way you want it to, “I-I uh–water! I thought you needed more water–I’m sorry!”

You hear him scrambling around the room, most likely searching for a towel to cover up his impressive lower half. “You’re fine,” Rin’s voice sounds flustered and unusually high pitched, “just give me a second–”

“N-No I’m sorry! I don’t even know why I’m standing here I should just go and–” Closing your eyes might’ve been the worst choice all day because soon your body meets the wall and soon the floor, spilling the pitcher’s contents all over you in the process. 

Your phone vibrates again, text reading:

Bachira M. [BluntBangs] “Did it work?!”

#blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock imagines #blue lock x reader #doobea writing #itoshi rin #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader #itoshi rin x reader #blue lock smut #itoshi rin smut #rin itoshi smut #bllk smut #idk how slow but like slowish #they are not gonna fk until like the last chapter i think #but will do everything else in between #i can make your bed rock - rin itoshi #mdni

[cerisahh]

WHAT'S YOUR HANDLE!

SYNOPSIS ꒱ social media/internet headcanons for the saiki k characters.

CHARACTERS INCLUDED ꒱ saiki, kaidou, aren, nendou, toritsuka, hairo, teruhashi, aiura, yumehara, mera, rifuta

NOTE ꒱ i love the saiki k characters so much they’re like a fond memory.

KUSUO SAIKI

• surprisingly, saiki has social media.

• private account, of course. 0 posts, 0 followers, 0 following, (12 follow requests which he will never accept).

• claims it helps him be percieved as 'average' (he's keeping tabs on his friends those nuisances that follow him around).

• enjoys baking videos! when he finds a recipe he likes, him and his mother will make it together.

• he's one of those people who use perfect punctuation and grammar whilst typing. never turned off auto-capitalisation.

• dry texter by choice, not by chance. he's less dry when he's speaking online to someone he actually likes, but not by much (by less dry, you get a sentence instead of a one-word answer).

• leaves everyone on delivered most of the time.

• tried changing his number multiple times, but someone always manages to get hold of it so he just gave up.

SHUN KAIDOU

• no one wants to say it so i will. he uses wattpad.

• tried to use ao3/fanfiction.net but found it too difficult so he stuck to his roots.

• he would definetly write paragraphs upon paragraphs of the lore of the-jet-black-wings and dark reunion, as well as the origins of the power sealed within his right arm (black beat) and why it is DETRIMENTAL that this power is never unleashed or stolen by evil.

• everyone in the comments think that it's just a cool original story idea.

• absolutely inserts his friends as original characters in his lore. i might make a whole seperate post about this.

• he also uses reddit. where else is he going to get story ideas?

• has these apps pin locked and hidden in his phone, on the off-chance his mother decides to look through it.

• ABSOLUTELY plays roblox, his username is something cringe he made when he was ten (like the rest of us), refuses to change it. account is -13 for some reason.

• he has spent a lot of money on roblox. a troubling amount.

• types in lowercase, except when he's talking to his mother, then it's all punctuation and manners.

AREN KUBOYASU

• still purchases burner phones even though his gangster days are over. old habits die hard.

• uses an ipad more often than not.

• plays roblox with kaidou, is a bacon hair. his messages constantly get filtered because he still doesn't realise you can't swear on roblox. warned almost everyday - on the verge of being banned.

• watches motorcycle tiktoks, it's literally all his fyp is. the comments he leaves are usually just questions relating to the specs of the bikes.

• is the member of the group that pays for netflix and disney+ and lets everyone leech off of him.

• reformed aren posts pictures of his friends and himself, it's actually a really normal page - which is his goal.

• pre-reformed aren would just post videos of him flexing, and all of his fights. there's a lot of fights.

• also: mullet pics.

• is on reddit SOLELY for the purpose of biker groups. could probably write a thesis on an single engine part. probably has. don't ask him to show you.

RIKI NENDOU

• this guy BARELY knows how to operate a phone, let alone the internet.

• only really uses his phone to google stuff and talk to his buddies.

• nendou... is so bad at spelling... like... SO bad.

• half the time nobody can decipher his messages it's just that horrendous.

• uses emojis, but doesn't open the emoji tab?? so he'll type the emoji he wants and then leave the word prompt in the message?? (ex: 'ramen 🍜 after school 🏫 ?')

• made a seperate account for koriki no.2 but just uses it as his own.

• his first time posting a picture of himself one of those ⓘ - generated by ai messages was under it. THEY THINK HE’S TOO UGLY TO BE REAAALL.

• unintelligible comments left on everything he sees.

• also likes everything he sees. his fyp/explore pages are filled with nonsense. nothing makes sense.

• there are a lot of cute animal videos though - this is a recurring theme.

REITA TORITSUKA

• sigh.

• falls for those ads that are like: 'horny women in the area ready to fuck'.

• REALLY?? WHERE?

• has a lot of malware downloaded without his knowledge.

• a reddit troll, there's no doubt about it. he LIVES to piss people off on that site. think colin robinson in that one episode (this is a niche reference).

• i regret to inform everyone, but before omegle shut down... he was a regular.

• probably has several failed business ideas. also has probably invested in cryptocurrency, bragged about his newfound riches, lost his newfound riches due to the market collapsing, and the cycle continues.

• says outrageous things on twitter. outrageous. one might even go as far as to say heinous.

• probably has hate pages made about him.

KINESHI HAIRO

• without a doubt has a gym bro tiktok account, might be a disciple of joey swoll.

• reposts those 'before and after' gym pictures with messages of congratulations to the person - he's so sweet. >_<

• probably has a couple thousand followers, a lot of people from his local gym follow him.

• contrary to popular belief, he doesn't type with caps on all the time. keeps auto capitalisation on and uses a lot of exclamation marks though.

• is the person who created the class groupchat. and the group chat of the ENTIRE school year. he literally added EVERYONE to it.

• follows everyone? like... people don't even know how he knows everyone but he does?? (he's just really friendly).

• there's multiple videos that he's tagged in of him doing kind things for people, hairo is such a sweetheart guys.

• uses his platform to give fitness advice to people. there's a lot of motivational quotes plastered on his accounts.

KOKOMI TERUHASHI

• of course teruhashi has social media, how else will she broadcast her beauty?

• she has SO many message requests, dedicates hours a day to respond to them to maintain her 'perfect pretty girl' status.

• posts once every week at a scheduled time, get's thousands of likes without fail.

• has a finsta for her close friends.

• doesn't have tiktok but somewhow still has fan accounts on there. and on every other site.

• is really into conspiracy theories, although she won't publicise this or her stance on anything either. she must remain neutral.

• her @'s and tags are mostly full of her fans taking pictures with/of her. she appreciates it, of course! but it's still strange...

• has her brother blocked (thank god).

• has numerous ootd highlights, the people eat it up everytime.

MIKOTO AIURA

• chronic pinterest addict

• unironically uses yubo (she needs help)

• her instagram highlights are so fun to go through, it's messy but it's a hot mess

• posts A LOT, like multiple times a day

• consumes a lot of yoga/meditation media.

• a lot of her media intake is different subcultures of gyaru (obviously), but she's really into haute couture.

• she actually streams on twitch sometimes, mostly to do online readings for people - she also does makeup tutorials and posts fashion advice!

• has also been banned by twitch several times for bypassing terms of service. (it's not her fault that the admins are sensitive).

• her most used app is probably spotify. has ayesha erotica in most of her playlists.

• she has a seperate account for her business, she posts newly decorated crystal balls each week and does free weekly readings in order to promote herself.

CHIYO YUMEHARA

• runs a semi-popular baking yt, (which saiki follows, to the knowledge of no one)

• used to post gacha life love story videos.

• might be the only person who knows about kaidous secret wattpad account (bar saiki obviously), reads everything he writes and inserts herself into his scenarios.

• types all cutesy and uses emoticons like there is no tomorrow

• 'hai hai everyone!! (^_^)' <- for example.

• buys sketchy stuff off aliexpress that promise the most ludicrous results (ex: she buys fat burning/slimming creams and expects them to give her a perfect beach body, gets confused when it gives her a rash and then buys more).

• has an etsy shop and makes custom jewellery (makes it free for her friends and leaves it in their desks with a custom note, it's very wholesome).

• her notes app is under LOCK AND KEY. that shit is more secure than the nuclear codes.

CHISATO MERA

• doesn't have a phone. can't even afford gas and electric, let alone internet. is poor.

• BUT IF SHE WASN'T!!

• would join giveaways even if they're obviously fake. she's desperate.

• miraculously end up WINNING ONE?? she gets flown out to be featured in one of those obnoxious youtubers videos and comes back with a fat paycheck and ridiculously expensive electronics (which she eventually sells, probably to pay the rent).

• is a reoccurring guest on yumehara's yt channel, as a taste-tester, obviously.

• was also meant to critique the food but she rates everything a 10/10 so was not very useful.

• her most used app? let's all be honest with ourselves, it's a food delivery one.

• has the most games downloaded out of everyone, mostly to entertain her siblings when they're bored.

IMU RIFUTA

• has a really cute and aesthetic tumblr - yet somewhow doesn't know what fanfiction is?

• dear god this girl uses everskies. she ABSOLUTELY uses everskies. has been banned several times.

• has so many throwaway accounts. like it breaches fifty, it's getting to be a problem.

• definitely argues with people on public forums, you can't convince me that this girl doesn't have festering anger building up inside her, arguing online is like a rage room for her.

• her phone layout is one of those aesthetic pink ones, she spent hours on it. hours.

• this girl is a MASTER stalker. has every social media under the sun, even the ones nobody has heard about in years.

• is unnervingly good at editing photos and videos.

• her alts are constantly getting suspended for harassment. has anonymously harassed saiki multiple times (he knows its her).

• everything she posts is really over-the-top with cutesy filters, like, blindingly so.

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[hard--headed--woman]

I briefly talked about it with someone here and it made me think so much that I had to make a post about it - why don't misandrist men get as much hate as misandrist women ?

They are men who think men are horrible and say it. Yet they do not receive the same amount of hate as a feminist saying "I hate men".

There's an example that I find interesting and that I thought I'd share : some decades ago, a very famous leftist french singer, Renaud, made a song that quickly became very popular and loved. It's called "Miss Maggie" and it basically says that men are trash and that women are superior. The thing is, absolutely everyone praises him for it and loves that song. I guess there are some conservatives and incels who hate it, but the vast majority of the country, men and women, loves it ; people say Renaud is amazing and a genius for writing it and that the song is wonderful. Here is a link if you want to listen to it :

(He also criticizes Margaret Tatcher in that song but I won't talk about it in this post because it's not the point).

Here are some lyrics (with the english translation) just so you understand what I'm talking about :

(Bourgeois women or whores

Who are often the very same

Normal women, stars or uglies

Females of all kinds, I love you

Even to the worst moron

I dedicate these few verses

Born of my disgust for men

And their warrior morality

Because no woman on the planet

Will ever be more stupid than her brother

Nor prouder nor more dishonest)

(Woman I love you because

When sport becomes war

There are no chicks, or very few

In the hordes of fans

Crazy fanatics

Drunk on hate and beer

Defying the morons in blue

Insulting the bastards in green)

(The atomic bomb

Didn't come from a female brain

And no woman has on her hands

The blood of Native Americans.

Palestinians and Armenians

Testify from their graves

That genocides are a male thing

Like SS, bullfighters

In this fucking humanity

Murderers are all brothers

Not a woman to compete)

(Woman I love you, above all, at last

For your weakness and for your eyes

When a man's only strength

Is his gun or his cock

And when the last hour comes

Hell will be full of morons

Playing soccer or war

Playing who pisses the farthest)

Everyone loves that song and Renaud didn't receive any hate for writing it. Now imagine if a woman had written it? Just imagine the amount of hate a female singer would receive if she wrote a song like this. That could ruin her carreer and I am not exaggerating.

Renaud is also known for saying other misandrist things. I remember watching an interview with him, in which he's said that "Women are always there to heal wounds, repair damage, get things done... Unfortunately, there are still too few of them in important positions where they can participate in decision-making", "The oldest form of discrimination is discrimination against women. They are the first group we decided to hate and oppress", "Politicians and religions don't want to let women be more than virgins or whores. They don't want to let them be human beings, women, fulfilled people, with a personality, who work...", "It's not long since women have had the right to vote in France. And what's more, when I see women voting for a man, it gives me the same feeling as if I saw a crocodile going to a leather shop of its own free will...".

And in the comments, absolutely everyone was praising him, calling him a king, an angel and what not. No one to call him names or to tell him horrible things. No one to act as if he's said the craziest thing ever, no one to act as if he committed a crime. Sure some people disagree and insult women, but there is not a lot of hatred against him. Again, a woman would have received a lot of hate if she had said things like that. Just read what men have to say about Delphine Seyrig criticizing the patriarchy and the "indifference of men".

The point of that post isn’t to say that Renaud is The Feminist Ally, that he's perfect and one of the good guys or whatever. I just want to point out that a man criticizing men, saying he hates them, calling out their behaviour (and even saying women are superior!) will never receive the same amount of hate as a woman barely saying "I hate men" or ever way "nicer" things. Sounds like everyone knows why we hate men and even agrees with us deep inside, and just hate when women speak up about it. Sounds like they don't have a problem with misandry but with women 🤷🏽‍♀️

#radblr #radical feminism #misandry #anti misandry #misandrist #proud misandrist #men are trash #radfem safe #radfem #radical feminist safe #radical feminists please touch #renaud #miss maggie #french music #Spotify

[boowritess]

Gaz and The Unaware Three

kyle "gaz" garrick x gn!reader

a/n: i really fucking love gaz bro, and i whipped this outta my brain instead of my essay but uwu. tbh it's a mess, but it's my mess. hope ya'll enjoy and are safe xx drink water, and get some rests babes!

when it came to going on breaks, everyone knew that gaz went home, assuming he went by family. i mean it made sense didn't it? there were times he was on the phone texting someone, when asking who it was, and he just casually responds that it was someone from home. that was normal. why second guess that. another moment he was wrapping up a phone call, "alright, yes i will remember! it's my sisters birthday of course i will! okay. i love you. love you. g'night."

"was that your mummy? missing your mummy gaz?" soap teased watching the younger male pocket his phone. gaz playfully stared daggers at him,

"nah it wasn't, it was yours she just rang me to ask when i-"

"don't ya dare finish that sentence-"

"when i'll give her a son she'll actually love!" he booked it, soap close behind.

"aye! ya wee git!"

other than that, there was no telltale sign that he was in a relationship. thing is they would've known. right? i mean they spend every waking minute with one another, they woulda known. of course, they each were allowed to keep things to themselves, but to task 141, it was gaz! gaz was their unoffical but offical baby of the group! and were inherently protective of him without even realizing. heck one drunk night ghost and price surrounded the poor lad.

"gaz- kid- listen," price huffed, leaning close to gaz, putting a heavy hand on his shoulder, smelling heavily of whiskey and cigars, "i just want you to be happy with whoever! okay?" then he stabbed a finger in his chest, attempting to give him a serious stare, "i don't give a fuck who- who you- ah fuck, ghost?"

ghost, who had been looming over gaz had been nodding along with price's word and as soon as the captain faltered he stepped in, words slurred, "we will kill them if they ever hurt you? m'kay, gaz? gotit? and we don't give a FUCK what they identify as-"

"oi! i do-"

"shut up!" ghost put a gloved hand on gaz's other shoulder, leaning down, "i don't give a fuck whomever they are. if they hurt you- i can get rid of their body-"

it was laswell who came to gaz rescue, "hey see! if it's a women, laswell will beat her up if the witch hurts ya!" price hooraed, rising a glass in the air. laswell shaking her head, a smile on her face. the next morning, ghost said not one word, and price pretended he didn't remember anything from that night.

so, they all just think he's single.

till one mission gaz gets hurt and sent to the hospital. when they went to check on him they expected to see his family, but upon entering the hospital room, it was clear there had been people, with the amount of flowers, balloons and cards. but other than that it was just gaz.

making themselves known, they fell into conversation with the healing male, who suffered from a bullet wound and a broken leg. moments later the door to the room opened, you came in carrying a duffel bag, eyes focused on the items in the bag.

"okay, i washed your clothes and i packed some stuff that'll be easy for you to put on over the cast and yes i got your boxers with the kittens on them- oh, shoot." your heart jumped, seeing not just your partner staring at you, but three others, faces you immediately recognized from the photos gaz had sent you, "hi! oh sorry for Interrupting!" you beamed, sending them a large smile. "i'll just put this down and leave you's too it!"

soap was the one to jump up, feigning the persona of a perfect gentleman he grabbed the bag from you, "here, let me. are you gaz's sibling? can't be you're too pretty to be related to that." he grinned.

"oi!" gaz yelled, "soap get your ugly face away from my partner would you?"

everyone's jaw dropped. when you entered they assumed you could've been a friend of his, not really peicing that you could've been a partner and in their opinion, you were way out've his league.

"piss off! no, that's not your partner." ghost grumbled leaning back in the chair.

"excuse me what's that supposed to mean? babe, y'know what leave! they don't deserve to meet you- i'll see ya later." he exclaimed trying to wave you away.

"nonsense," soap scolded throwing an arm over your shoulder and bringing you further into the room, dropping the bag on the dresser. you grinned at gaz as the other two men got to their feet, gaz face still held one of being upset but his eyes were burning with happiness as he watched.

ghost and price loomed over you at first you thought it was tactic to intimidate you but now being this close, you could tell they were buzzing in excitement as they stared at you, "captain price and ghost? right? so which one of you said that you'd kill me if i hurt, gaz?" you grinned, ghost eyes slightly widened.

"that was him." price nodded to the masked man.

"price i thought you didn't remember that night?" ghost growled glaring at the male, who shrugged ignoring him.

you giggled, "it's fine, i'm happy to know gaz has you both to protect him. i'm y/n." shaking hands with both men who surprisingly, gently clasped yours. soap appearing at the otherside of price eagerly shook your hand.

"i'm-"

"soap. yes, i've uh, heard some things about you." you say amused.

"can you lot stop huddling my parnter?" gaz huffed watching the display. but they backed off, returning to their seats as you went over to sit beside him on the bed, pecking his cheek.

"awe, gaz ya talk bout us?" soap cooed.

"good things?"

"oh always cap." gaz confirmed, but when price looked at you, you subtly shook your head, only to quickly nod when gaz looked at you. "right babe?"

"mhm." you hummed. "most definitely."

it was safe to say that the meeting went well. gaz was practically beaming the whole time you and task 141 talked, especially bursting with happiness to see how much they enjoyed your company. your personality, and easy going attitude, even made ghost relaxed enough to join in on the conversations even providing a couple of jokes making the others roll their eyes, but he smiled in triumph behind the balaclava as you laughed.

"babe, it wasn't that good." gaz groaned, an arm around your waist. his fingers mindlessly drumming against your body. you shushed him, leaning into him a little.

soap sat up, "alright, alright- i got one!" but as soon as he went to say it, your alarm went off indicating it was time to go back to work.

"sorry, soap, how bout you tell me next time?" you say rising from the bed, gaz reluctantly letting you go.

"i'll save it just for you." he grinned.

"i'm holding you to that. alright, i will see you after work." you smile, going to kiss gaz's cheek only for him to turn and capture your lips. you blushed pulling away and seeing the men stare at you both, and you swore they had hearts in their eyes. "it was lovely to finally meet you all! will i see you all later?"

price shrugged getting to his feet the others doing the same, "not sure but just incase, we'll see you next time, yeah?"

"alright then!" you grinned, then surprising price you pulled him in for a quick hug. doing the same to soap.

when you pulled away he grinned, "y'know i wouldn't mind a cheeky kiss-"

"ghost, hit him." gaz scowled.

"on it." he nodded taking a step towards soap who actually let out a yelp, which made the man let out a low chuckle. he turned to you, you went to go hug him too but stopped,

"gaz mentioned something about how you threw someone to the ground because they tried to hug you?"

ghost's eyes crinkled ever so slightly, breifly flickering to the blushing Scotsman. "right." he confirmed watching as you stuck out a hand instead, his gloved one meeting it.

"well it was nice to meet you." stepping away, price went with you to the door, your eyes locked with the man in the bed, who stared at you with big eyes and a small smile on his face. "love you." you grinned, blowing him a kiss.

and cheesily, he caught it. "love you!" he called as price closed the door behind you. once gone, his smile on his face remained, feeling all giddy on the inside as he still felt your warmth and your softness. yet he was jerked out've his head when a hand rested on his leg, specifically the injured one. his heart jumped seeing the three men staring down at him from the end of the bed, eyes like daggers. "what? what'd i do!?"

it was ghost to speak up, "you hurt them and i'll kill ya gaz."

"or they can replace you in the task force instead." price added.

"or both."

"or both." price confirmed. soap nodded in agreement, folding his arms.

gaz stared at them confused, "weren't you lot the one to threaten them? if they hurt me?" he said exasperated.

"yeah nah, not any more lad." price grinned. "they seem smart, it would be you who woulda did something."

"oh my gosh," gaz groaned rubbing his face, "nurse! nurse! these men are a threat to my mental health!" they all grinned, backing off into their prior position. if anything, they were happy for him but had questions.

espeically price, "now why the heck didn't you tell us about them earlier?" he huffed, somewhat offended that he didn't know.

gaz shurgged, "it wasn't on purpose, cap! i actually thought you lot knew that i was atleast seeing someone. i mean who'd ya think i was goin home too all the time, or on the phone with?"

"your mum?" soap murmered genuinely serious, making gaz eyes roll.

"well i'm glad you lot like them." he licked his lips, sheepishly looking round the room, "i want you's to be around them more before i..." he drawled, fingers nervously playing with the hospital blanket.

"spit it out kid!" ghost growled.

"before i ask them to marry me!" he blurted out. soap got up, grabbing gaz by the shoulder.

"do it. do it right now. ring them. y'know what, i'll ring them."

"stand down, soap." price grinned. "why ya want us to be round them more before you ask them, anyway?"

gaz shrugged, feeling vulnerable and it was just because of his injuries. "dunno, well-" he sighed, "cause you lot are my family and i want to be with someone that you all atleast approve off."

"oh mate. they could probably do way better than you." soap shrugged, relaxing the tension in the room.

"fuck off! fuck you! i take it back!"

"aw, gaz. didn't know we meant that much too ya." ghost cooed. "but johnny's right, they could do way better." he teased.

"fuck this! i regret saying anything! nurse! nah i'm actually calling for the nurse now and saying i'm being bullied." gaz huffed face slightly flushed but the teasing didn't cease from soap or ghost, as they leaned closer to poke at the younger male. price leaned back in the chair happily watching.

♡

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[dwaekkistar]

Pack Omega

Chapter 1: First strike

So now here he was in the airport waiting for the host group going by the name of Stray Kids, according to the email, to pick him up. He didn't have a grand amount of belongings with him, just an average black traveling bag that contained all his pieces of clothing and his Doc Martins, as he was wearing his Converse sneakers on his feet at the moment. He readjusted his clear-framed glasses, pulled his phone out, and checked the time, it was 12:30 p.m. He softly sighed to himself as his stomach seemed to grumble in response. As he waited he played a little game, until someone inconspicuously bumped into him, jolting his arm and sending his poor phone, which was in miserable condition, flying just a few feet away from him.

He sighed to himself once more and walked over to the phone picking it up. He accessed the phone, making sure it hadn't sustained drastic damage that would deem it useless. When he saw that it still worked he let out a soft breath and chuckle he hadn't realized he was holding in. He looked back up checking his surroundings as he didn't want a repeat of what just happened seconds ago. He began to get even more hungry and he didn't know how long it would take before his host pack would show up and was contemplating buying food at the airport and getting ready to turn around. He was stopped in his tracks when he saw a small poster board that had stray kids and both his English and Korean names written on it in the distance. He took in their appearance realizing there were at least 8 in their pack, and they all looked divinely attractive. He instantly knew it was going to be a long year ahead of him if these were the visuals he was going to have to wake up to every day. He slightly shivered as the airport air was starting to get to his omega body, and it hadn't helped that he traveled to the country on its coldest autumn day so far, it only being 61°F/16°C. It took every fiber in his body to convince his introverted mind that he needed to walk over to them so he could finally be taken somewhere warm and get some food.

He shyly walked over to them, softly waving, when their jaw dropped as he got closer to them.

He slightly furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at their responses, unsure of what could trigger such a reaction. That's when the thought popped up. 'Do I look ugly or something?' he thought to himself, causing a river of negative thoughts to suddenly pile through his brain. He internally held back the urge to cry, as he told himself his pack had to be right if this was how people reacted to him. But not wanting to create a scene the omega forced a small meek smile onto his face as he hid his hands in the paws of his sweater.

"Wow, he's so... tall.." the light blonde one said aloud. His voice was quite deep and it piqued Alex's interest and attention.

"Yeah, I thought they were bluffing but it turns out they were telling the truth." another one with reddish brown hair said.

"Minho, I've never met an omega that tall if we're being honest ?" another one said, this one being completely ripped with muscles.

"Me either," said another one, who from the looks of it was probably just an inch or two taller than Alex himself.

The poor omega was so shy, and fighting back the feelings he had over his appearance that he didn't quite know what to say. He just stayed silent and quietly watched them all take in his appearance. He looked down at his feet and continued to mentally nitpick his entire appearance as they did so, a habit he likely picked up because of his former pack. It had turned him into a dreadful perfectionist. Oh, how he had wished it was so much easier and cheaper to change his face and body. He wasn't the type to gravitate towards cosmetic procedures but in this instance, he honestly wished he was financially better off as he was considering it now. Maybe then he would have been able to make himself look more like a cute omega.

"He's quite adorable though," a boy with light orange blonde hair said while all the others agreed. That was the sentence that had snapped him out of his thought process. They thought he was cute? He slightly blushed at the thought and instantly tried to cover his face.

"Awe, he's flustered." they all said in unison, which made Alex blush even harder, his ears and cheeks flushed a deep red. He shivered once more, as the cold was starting to become a problem, and the same red-haired one, who sujin assumed was Minho, seemed to take notice.

"Ah okay, let's hurry up and get Sujin home," he said, turning to the Orange blondie, " I think the cold is starting to bother him, and that shirt is way too thin."

The same Orange blondie that complimented him, folded the poster up, resting it back in his pocket before gently grabbing the omega's hand and leading them towards the vehicle they drove to the airport in. They had been walking for a bit, as they Parked in a parking lot, and Alex couldn't help but uncontrollably shiver, the shirt he wore doing absolutely nothing to keep any heat against his body. The orange-blonde holding poor Alex's hand took notice of the shaking at his side and decided to pull the other in a bit closer to give him some extra heat, to which Alex internally thanked him while slightly blushing, his body shivering a lot less as the alpha's body heat radiated on him. They eventually got to the car, it was a sleek nice-looking SUV, but Alex was unsure how it could fit 9 of them into it. It seemed that his confusion showed when the muscular one softly chuckled as he slipped into the driver's seat and allowed everyone to start getting in. As most of the pack slipped in, the one in the driver seat spoke.

"This car can seat like 11 people," he said with a soft chuckle as he patted the outside of the door, "so don't worry about all of us fitting cutie."

Alex softly blushed in response to the word cutie, quickly getting in the car and setting his bag between his legs when the orange-blonde gestured for him to get in first. The alpha followed behind him, and everyone buckled their seatbelts as the alpha closed the last door. The same red-haired one eventually slipped into the passenger seat just in front and turned on the heat in the car. Soon enough Alex felt comfortably warm and relaxed into his seat.

"Okay, Sujin my name is Minho," the red-haired one said with a soft smile as he turned to face me in his seat, " I just want to warn you that this is gonna be a 3-hour ride so get comfortable... also is that the only bag you have?"

The latter was taken aback not expecting Minho to ask about his belongings. His mouth parted open to speak but nothing came out as he couldn't push himself to verbally respond, so he nodded instead.

"Oh... if your stuff in there looks anything like what you have on at that moment, I'm afraid that's not gonna cut it," Minho said as his face became a little more serious. Alex softly pouted as he knew the other was right, considering he was downright freezing whilst walking in the parking lot not too long ago. He had underestimated South Korea's weather compared to Auckland and a part of him wished he could have a do-over in terms of his wardrobe.

"Since we're gonna be in this vehicle for a while," the orange-blonde alpha spoke up, "why don't we do ice breakers?" and everyone cheered agreeing in unison. Alex wanted to agree with them as it sounded somewhat fun, but his introverted nature just nagged at him, trying to convince him that he shouldn't speak. He mentally argued within himself until he decided that he was going to speak, as he was worried that maybe they would think he was mute, something that had happened to him before at his previous job back in Auckland. He had accidentally spent an entire week of shifts not verbally speaking, and a rumor on the job developed that the poor omega was mute and customers were wondering why his boss wasn't accommodating him.

The orange-blonde seemed to be waiting for Alex to respond as he silently stared at Alex from the side. "What about you Alex? Or do you prefer Sujin?"

      The omega couldn't tell why but the way his Korean name was rolling off the tongue of those who had already mentioned it, kind of did something. Don't get him wrong... Alex is a great name... But it was beginning to remind him all too much of the pack that essentially abandoned him before he traveled here in the first place.

"Sujin is better, and an icebreaker sounds good to me." the omega finally spoke albeit very shyly with a smile. Before he could even begin to process how the other knew he could speak English, he was suddenly hit with a smell of strong confusion and a tinge of arousal as everyone's scent started to fill the car. "Is something wrong? Why does it smell strongly of confusion and who's aroused?" he said as his voice and scent began to drip with worry and embarrassment. He couldn't wrap his head around the latter of the scent... how could his speaking make someone aroused? It's not like he said anything remotely even sexual.

"Why is Sujin's voice so deep but his scent is so sweet ?" someone blurted out.

"Maybe we'll find out soon Jeongin." the same orange-blonde alpha said in response. "Although maybe we should set up the seats in a comfortable way for this activity since they're able to turn and stuff."

This statement confused Sujin even more because he'd never heard of cars having seats that were able to turn around. It was then that the alpha next to him pressed something and his seat turned in a 35-degree angle allowing him to see everyone behind him, and the driver's seat, but not able to see Minho. You're probably wondering how the omega could tell the orange-blonde was an alpha, but in reality, it was the boy's omega that was able to sense it, and the latter was covered from head to toe in the scent of seawater. It quite honestly fit his appearance and was very comforting for the omega as it reminded him of his former escape place back in Auckland. He could sense himself becoming somewhat dazed and having a harder time breathing as he continued to take the scent in, his eyes becoming half-lidded as he was suddenly and overwhelmingly aroused all too quickly.

" YAH, Channie stop bedazzling the poor boy" Minho laughed and yelled from behind Sujin, " his scent smells like he's practically ready to take you at any second." followed by the entire pack giggling at the situation.

Minho's words made Sujin unintentionally blush his ears turning a deep red, as he tried to hide the fact that he was somewhat affected by whatever the alpha was doing. Not that he minded it, it was somewhat comforting and left a nice warm feeling in him knowing there was a possibility for once in his life that an alpha probably wanted him.  But just as quickly as he had that thought, the negative thoughts he knew all too well began to pile up on him. His nagging self-conscious nature beginning to convince him that the alpha didn't see him that way and he was reading into the scent situation all wrong.

"Well I'll go first, I'm Chan, and I'm the pack leader and alpha, I'm 25 and alpha," the alpha said softly smiling at the omega who was now watching him intently wondering why his voice had a feeling of familiarity. That's when it hit Sujin that he was hearing an Australian accent from the alpha. He sat there deep in thought, as the dots connected, his application must have had his native tongue listed, and the Australian pack leader took advantage of that probably wanting him to feel welcomed.

"I'm Han or you can call me jisung and I'm 23 and Alpha," another said with a soft smile. This particular one, Han, had a British accent and resembled a squirrel or quokka to Sujin, and that kind of shook him out of his thoughts and made him giggle. "What's so funny?" Han said furrowing his eyebrows in confusion on what could have led to Sujin's reaction.

"Nothing, you just really resemble a Squirrel," he said as he tried to stop himself from giggling earning a soft whine from Han, "it's quite cute."

"Well if you find it cute, I guess I can't be too mad can I ?" he said sending another soft smile to the omega. "Do you hear that guys? Sujin thinks I'm cute." Some of the pack groaned in annoyance while others laughed at the antics of their pack member.

"I'm Hyunjin the pack Prince, I'm 23 and also an alpha," another one said. This one in particular was sporting a short ponytail with an undercut. His demeanor at the moment was somewhat sensual, and Sujin wondered if he was the only one noticing it as everyone else seemed to be perfectly calm. Sujin carefully grabbed the sleeves of his shirt into his hand as he suddenly became shy. He softly bit his lip and tried to look around the car when he caught another blonde pack member looking dead at him, smiling when he noticed the other looking at him. Sujin once again blushed and immediately looked down, and he was 100% certain that everyone in the car could smell the embarrassment laced in his scent.

"I'm Felix, the pack sunshine, also 23 and also alpha," the blonde one said with a smile as Sujin looked back up. His voice was quite as deep as Sujin's and that kind of surprised the omega as he never frequently heard other people's voices with as much bass as his. It also surprised when he noticed the boy had an Australian accent just slightly stronger than the first blonde who spoke.

"I'm Changbin, I'm 24, and also an alpha, " The muscular one in the driver's seat spat out quickly before shooting a smile in Sujin's direction. Something about his smile brought out a warm feeling in sujin's stomach and he couldn't quite place why. He smiled to himself as the other already looked away, wanting to keep his eyes on the road.

"Seungmin, 22, beta," another one spat out as he went back to his phone. Sujin carefully took in his appearance and thought to himself that the other resembled a puppy in a way, causing him to grin widely without realizing it. Sujin loved puppies and dogs, and the mere fact that someone in the pack resembled one brought a feeling of content happiness to him.

"SUJIN, why are you smiling so hard at Seungmin?" Jisung yelled out causing everyone to laugh except Seungmin, who just looked at the omega and scoffed in annoyance. Sujin immediately furrowed his brows in confusion at the other, wondering what he had done to evoke such a reaction out of the elder. He softly frowned and looked back down at his hand, carefully fidgeting with his fingers as he tried to not let it get to him.

"I'm Jeongin, 22, and a beta," he said with a griny smile. The last one seemed sweet and friendly, and he had a strong feeling that he and the other would get along quite well soon.

"And I'm Minho," Minho said with a soft chuckle, " although you already knew that, I'm 25 and alpha. Your turn Sujin."

        "My name is Sujin,  I-I'm 20 and an omega," Sujin said feebly as he internally cringed at his stutter. All of the pack however immediately gasped in unison at the omega's words and he couldn't tell why as his anxiety started to consume him. 'Now of all moments was not the time for my anxiety to show face' he thought to himself. He carefully retracted his hands into his sleeves, not having any other way to calm himself, when suddenly he felt the scent of seawater from Chan and a dark chocolate scent from behind consume him. He immediately assumed the chocolate scent was from Minho, and figured he would have to make a definite confirmation sometime later. But at the moment all he could focus on was two Alphas pushing out various calming pheromones, quietly slumping into the chair as he continued to stare at his shoes. He couldn't push himself to continue speaking as it seemed that icebreaker had already drained him enough. He was sure Chan noticed because the alpha returned his hand to the button from earlier as he turned the omega back to the front. He was met with Minho looking back at him shooting the younger a quick reassuring smile.

     Sujin became curious about how much time had passed and decided to pull out his phone. He knew that it was roughly 12:50 by the time left the airport, so he was quite surprised to see that the cracked monitor of his phone read 2 p.m. That meant they had at least two hours until they reached their destination. He softly sighed to himself as his stomach grumbled with hunger, but was thankful that it wasn't very loud as the introvert didn't want to attract any further attention to himself for the afternoon. He sighed as he tried to get comfortable in his seat, the jet lag from his flight and lack of food in his stomach making him more restless than usual. His eyes slowly began to close on him as he drifted to sleep, the scent of dark chocolate overpowering his nostrils once again it pushed out comforting pheromones once again, aiding him to sleep.

Time skip.

Sujin was woken up by the motion of being shaken. He softly whined in response, the omega not wanting to open his eyes, he couldn't help it when jet lag was consuming his entire being.

"Sujin, you got to wake up so we can go in the house... it's either that or I carry you." Changbin whispered, not wanting to spook Omega in front of him out of his sleep. But changbins words were enough to wake the other up fully, as he frantically looked around and took in his surroundings. The car was empty beside him, Changbin, and his bag. The car was parked in a driveway, in front of the garage that the omega noticed was connected to the house, a huge 2-story house at that meaning there had to be more than enough room for all of them including Sujin. Quickly he got up from his seat and discarded himself from the car.

"Sorry about that... I take it I had been out for the last 2 hours then?" sujin said softly to which the elder nodded.

"And there's no need to apologize Sujin," he said shooting the omega a soft smile as he started leading the omega into the garage closing its doors behind them, "I wouldn't have minded carrying you at all.. Just didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable."

Sujin softly smiled at the older's thoughtfulness as they finally reached the door that connected the garage to the house. Changbin opened the door as they both slid off their shoes and placed them on a nearby rack, and both he and Sujin were met with utter chaos. Han was chasing after the youngest Beta, Jeongin, with a shoe yelling unspeakable curse after curse while the younger mischievously laughed seemingly having done something that set the alpha off. Chan was chasing after them both, trying to break them up before any serious damage could be done. Hyunjin was sitting on a couch cuddling up with Felix, Minho sat next to them, focused on a show plastered on the TV, while Seungmin was sitting on another couch alone still going at some game on his phone. Changbin sighed before looking back at the omega.

"Sorry about this, this is usually us on a normal day... I'll just show you to your room and let you get situated," he said nonchalantly grabbing the omega's hand as he led Sujin up to the stairs to his room. When they got there Changbin swiftly opened the door, a fully furnished room meeting the omega's eyes. It had a desk, a wardrobe, a dresser, nightstands, and 2 beds, a regular one planted against a wall, and a nesting one as it was placed in what looked like a nesting nook to the omega. The nesting bed was filled with various blankets and pillows.

"OH, uh we decided to all gift you at least one of our blankets and pillows, well except Seungmin. Seeing as your application said you were an omega..." changbin said trailing off a bit at the end. He knew what the alpha getting quieter meant. 'Of course, he doesn't believe I'm an omega..' Sujin said thinking to himself. Who would honestly? He didn't look like one or sound like one, the only thing genuinely solidifying him as an omega was his scent, his overly sweet cotton candy scent was the only proof of it. He softly clenched his hands into a fist, as he tried to hold back the urge to cry in front of the alpha, not wanting his scent to go sour and alert the alpha that he wasn't okay.

"Uh, can I have a moment ?" Sujin said just barely audible. Holding back his emotions was seemingly way harder than he thought at the moment. All of the fucked up things his former pack ever told him came puddling back at an alarming rate and it was taking everything in him not to cry.

"Of course, I'll let you set up and relax until dinner is ready." with that Changbin left closing the door behind him. Sujin sighed as he dropped his bag near the wardrobe not having the energy to fully unpack it. He opened it having the intent to shower and pulled out a pair of black skin-tight boxers, something his old pack teased him for. He couldn't wear loose boxers as they made him feel weird, triggering his sensory ick. He then pulled out a pair of black PJ bottoms and socks, he also pulled out a black Tee, knowing that when dinner was done he couldn't just walk out of his room shirtless. That would have been too much in his opinion, an overkill. He placed the items on the bed and decided to look around the room. He saw 2 doors in it besides the one they just come through. He opened one seeing it was a closet but was surprised to see the second one was a door to a decent-sized bathroom that was only connected to his bedroom. His brain lit up at the thought of not having to bother asking anyone about the bathroom.

He carefully walked back into the room picked up his clothing and headed into the bathroom. He saw that a towel and various toiletry items were waiting for him, so he placed his clothes on the counter and quickly turned on the shower, removing his glasses shortly after. He locked his bathroom door, and headed into the shower, instantly relaxing the moment the hot water came into contact with his body. He let out a low groan as all the anxiety and ache from his flight finally left his body. He began to lather some soap all over his body. He carefully rinsed his body once he was done before grabbing the nearest shampoo and conditioner and washing his hair. He rinsed his hair out drying it with a towel as he stepped out of the shower. He silently took his appearance in while staring into the full-door mirror. Oh, how he hated his body. He would give anything right now to have a small cute build like the others he's seen. He softly traced his hand across the rose tattoo resting just near his rib cage that he had gotten two years ago and softly sighed to himself. he quickly got dressed, opting to keep his glasses off and holding his t-shirt in his hand as he wasn't ready to quite put it on. He walked into the room, eyeing the nesting bed for a few seconds before eventually giving in as he walked over to it and lay in it. As soon as he fell into the bed, his omega fully took over as the scent of all the alphas and Jeongin mixed at an overwhelming rate. His eyes turned a soft golden color as he softly groaned into the array of blankets and pillows. As he roamed the bed giving into his headspace, he began to intricately place them all together, until he was content with how his nest looked. He carefully placed himself in the middle of the nest and hugged his legs against himself as he continued to take everything in. Getting way too deep into his headspace, he started to gently scent the nest, letting soft little whimpers slip through his soft plump pink lips.

"I see you're enjoying the nest we got you," he suddenly heard Chan say, causing Sujin to instantly sit up as he snapped out of his headspace. 'I told them you were an omega... No beta reacts that intensely to scents...' Chan mentally thought to himself.

"Yea.. s-sorry about that..." the omega said back in response. He cursed himself once more for his stutter. Why wouldn't his anxiety just allow him to speak normal coherent sentences for once?

" There's no need to apologize Sujin," the elder said in response as he walked closer to the omega, "It's natural."

That made Sujin smile as he calmed down a bit until he noticed Chan was quietly staring at him longer than usual. When his eyes met where the other was looking he realized he was still shirtless, and jumped up frantically to look for the shirt, spooking the alpha with worry.

" Are you okay Sujin?" Chan spoke as he tried to reach out to the latter. But Sujin only recoiled as he found the shirt and quickly put it on.

" Never been better," he said high-pitched as he ran out of the room. He didn't even know if dinner was done, but he just needed to be somewhere else that wasn't alone with an alpha. He couldn't help but feel like Chan was silently judging his body. He quickly went down the stairs quietly walking past the living room which was currently occupied by the entire pack.

"Oh, Sujin's come to join us," Jeongin said out loud seeing the omega appear reaching his hand out, but Sujin was not joining them. The omega stayed silent ignoring them all as they tried to speak to him, avoiding Jeongin's hand. All of the emotions that he bottled up were starting to get to him as the tears started to drip down his face. He continued walking to the door to his garage, quickly opening it to grab his shoes before placing them on and leaving the house through the front door. He cried even harder once he reached outside. He didn't know a thing about South Korea but he just wanted to be alone, everything becoming all too overwhelming to him at once. He saw that the house was near what looked like woods, and decided to take a walk into it as the tears continued to fall his face. He walked for about 20 minutes in no certain direction before collapsing onto the ground and crying to himself as he held his legs against his body.

Sujin stayed like that for almost 2 hours crying, eventually falling asleep as he shivered from only having the t-shirt and pj pants on. It wasn't a very peaceful sleep either, as what started as him trying to escape to a happy place became a nightmare. The omega was dreaming and reliving a memory that he knew far too well but always tried to shove deep into the pits of his brain where he couldn't reach. It was an uncle from his family pack, an alpha, who at first was very sweet to the omega pup or so Sujin thought. Every time he came over to the Sujin's parents' house the uncle always had treats and toys for him. The uncle would sit in the omega's room and play for hours until the younger fell asleep. As Sujin grew into a teenager it transitioned from toys and sweets to a weekly allowance and video games. One night on his 15th birthday, however, the omega decided he would call it a day and head to sleep. His uncle was watching him as usual because his parents never liked staying home on Sujin's birthday, but they also needed someone to watch him because they never quite trusted him. That very night His uncle traumatized him and took away what little innocence Sujin had as a homeschooled 15-year-old, and any time his negative thoughts became too overwhelming he was brought back to that very memory. No matter how many times he tried to wake himself from the dream it would just keep replaying, that was until he felt a soft jolt that awoke him.

        Sujin frantically shot up awake in the woods, trying to regain his composure and breathing. But what was more surprising was the huge scent wave of seawater hitting his nose, the pheromones strong of a comforting component indicating that they were trying to calm him down. He turned his head to be met with a chest. He tried to use his hands to stabilize himself against the alpha's chest, as they were holding his body up and gently rubbing his back. Sujin knew it was Chan, but he just couldn't push himself to look the alpha in the face, not after what he just did to him back in the house. Chan moved his index finger to sujin's chin, causing the younger to slightly flinch which the alpha took note of, before the elder continued to tilt his face upwards to look at him. He quietly assessed the omega's face in its red and puffy state, his slightly breaking at the sight of him.

"I may not know... what made you react like that or what you've been through," the alpha said ever so softly as he pulled the omega closer, "But I want you to know that I'm always here for you no matter what." Chan then carefully stood up bringing the omega with him. He properly wrapped his arms around Sujin gently hugging him. Sujin relaxed into the hug eventually reciprocating it back to the alpha.

"Would you like to tell me what triggered you back there?" the alpha gently said to Sujin, continuing to rub his back.

"I don't know if I'm ready to talk about that at the moment," Sujin replied softly. He honestly felt tired, even after being asleep for god knows how long. His body ached, and his face was just puffy and irritated and he was covered in mud.

"That's perfectly okay, let's go back to the house and get you cleaned up then," Chan said calmly as he grabbed Sujin's hand the same as he did when they first met today and quietly led the omega back to the house.

They eventually reached the house and Chan quickly kneeled in front of the omega gesturing towards his shoes indicating that he wanted to take them off for him. When Sujin caught on he blushed but he couldn't possibly just accept such a gesture.

"O-Oh no, it's okay I got it !" he said trying to hide any signs of his shyness, but failing as he stuttered immediately. "I just couldn't accept such a gesture."

"Sujin you're in a program where people look for new packs," he said with a chuckle, "It's okay to accept any gestures from us, that you're comfortable with that is. How else are we supposed to get to know you and what you like and vice versa."

Sujin could only softly blush in response. He didn't know how to respond to it, so he put his foot forward, watching as Chan carefully removed the muddied shoes. He internally smiled to himself at the sight in front of him. The alpha then gestured for Sujin's other foot and the omega followed, the alpha then removed his other shoe. He then got back up removing his own before carefully opening the door. When they both walked in, Sujin was immediately face to face with Seungmin, Which caused the omega to look down, his face immediately changing into a frown as he tried to walk around the beta.

"Well I wasn't happy to see you either." the beta scoffed, and that hit Sujin pretty hard in the feels as he clenched his hands into a fist again before unclenching it.

      "Seungmin, what's your problem?" Chan asked the beta, but before the beta could respond, Sujin already made his way upstairs to his room. He went to the bathroom immediately locking the door behind him. He kicked off all his clothes and threw them into an empty laundry basket, before turning the shower on and practically shoving himself in it. He let the hot water run all over his body as he roughly scrubbed at all the parts of his body that came in contact with the mud outside. He then sat crouched in the corner of the shower, letting the water run all over him, as he tried to release all the negative emotions with the steam from the shower. He stayed like that for about 20 more minutes before shutting the shower off. He quickly dried himself off and pulled a pair of boxers on, heading to his regular bed. It was getting late and at this point, Sujin didn't care if he hadn't eaten all day, he just wanted some rest.

         He splayed his body out before eventually sliding under his comforter trying to fall asleep. That's when he heard a soft knock at his door.

         "Come in.." the omega responded lowly, not having the energy to be any louder. The door opened and he was met with the same deep voice blonde from the car ride, Felix.

          "Hey, you okay?" he said in a whisper as he carefully walked to the side of my bed. "I came to check up on you."

      Sujin softly nodded, as he was starting to slip into a non-verbal headspace. He positioned himself under the blanket to face the blonde alpha. Felix took the initiative to sit on the floor in front of sujin so that the omega wouldn't have to strain his neck to look up at the other.

       "Sorry about Seungmin by the way," Felix said softly, " he wasn't the most open or happy about us joining the program to find an omega for the pack." Sujin just quietly stared at the alpha not sure how to take in what was being said to him. Is that why the beta was being rude to him?

         "Uhh... I'm not sure what else to say, but do you want to hang with us downstairs?" Felix added quickly. To the omega, it seemed like Felix was trying to find a way to make him feel comfortable and included, which would be the goal since they were courting him. "Your dinner is ready by the way."

         "Oh, let me put some pants on then.." Sujin said softly as he did not want to reject the alpha's offer, especially when the other seemed to be so nice and accepting of him. Felix waited for him at the Door of the bedroom, as he carefully got out of the bed, almost struggling at a point to get the comforter off himself, before he ran to his bag in just his boxers which were again somewhat on the tighter side. He swiftly pulled out another pair of pj pants which were black and another black t-shirt.

         " I'm kind of glad I checked up on you," Felix said with a soft chuckle, " 1. because you seem to have a nice body for an omega, and 2. Just looking at you rummage through your stuff tells me I need to go buy you more stuff."  Sujin shot his head up in surprise at the last part. It felt weird having someone offer to buy him things, as it was something he never experienced in his former pack. He was used to getting hand-me-downs from them or buying himself things when he had enough money saved up back in Auckland. He was worried that if he accepted the offer, he wouldn't be able to pay them back, because, from the looks of it, their taste seemed to be pretty expensive. Just earlier today when they picked him up Chan was wearing a Givenchy sweater, and those cost a very pretty penny.       

        "Ah thank you but you don't have to do that.." Sujin replied, "I'll just try to get a job and buy some myself when I have the chance."

       "You don't have to worry about paying me back you know," Felix deadpanned, " I'm doing it because I want to." Honestly, Sujin didn't know how to respond to the Alpha's words so he just quickly put on his pants and shirt as the Alpha seemed to be adamant about his offer. He followed the alpha downstairs, seeing that everyone was in the living room watching TV. He assumed they must have eaten while he was in the room. He silently sat at the island they had in the kitchen, Felix handing him the plate of food that was still very warm and a utensil. He looked down at the and began to smile as he saw it was a beef stew with a side of rice and some kimchi. He carefully ate the food as Felix sat next to him and rested his head on the Omega's shoulder.

"So how do you like it ?" he said wiggling his eyebrows as he excitedly waited for sujin's answer.

"It's really good," Sujin said with a smile, he couldn't deny that he was enjoying the food a lot more than he thought he would. He gave it extra points for the fact that it gave him a homey feeling as he always made it for himself back in Auckland whenever he was feeling down.

"Good because Seungmin made it," the alpha said with a gentle grin. 'Oh' was all the omega could mentally utter. It's not that he thought the beta couldn't cook, more so that the behavior he experienced from the beta gave him the impression that they weren't so nurturing in the first place. He eventually finished the food, Felix picking up the plate and washing it after ushering the omega to the others. But Sujin felt way too shy to just walk up to them and join them on the couch. He didn't want to throw off whatever balance they currently had.

That's when Minho turned around on the couch to look at Sujin who was currently watching the entire pack. It was as if he could sense the omega was watching them. He carefully got up from his seat on the couch, grabbing Sujin's hand once he reached the younger and pulling them towards the spot he just come from. Upon reaching it Minho sat down, pulling the omega into the spot next to him without a word or warning, causing Sujin to yelp in embarrassment. The entire pack began to giggle at the omega'a shyness which made him turn even more red in the face.

All Sujin could focus on at the moment despite most likely having the pack's attention was the scent right next to him. The way Minho pulled him onto the couch and had him sitting in a way where the alpha's scent gland was practically right near his face. Having been through what he experienced, he couldn't understand why most of the pack was so affectionate towards him, although it was better than having them treat him how Seungmin was. He turned his head towards the TV to see what they were watching realizing it was some movie he wasn't able to recognize. The omega softly sighed, as he tried to fixate on the tv when he felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. To his surprise, it was Han, the alpha resting his head on the omega as he got comfy.

"Shouldn't we let Sujin make a communal nest or something," Hyunjin blurted out mostly towards Chan, "we might as well since Minho and Han are getting all touchy with him. Sujin just stared at the alpha that spoke in confusion, because despite their affection he hadn't noticed that was the route it was going. Was he comfortable with that? Was he even ready for that was the better question he thought to himself?

" I don't know if I'm ready for such a task honestly," Sujin said shyly. His face turned red again as he tried to hide it. But he couldn't because Han wasn't allowing the omega to as he held the younger's arm away from his face.

"Don't omega's like things like that? Are you not an omega?" Seungmin blurted out in response. Again striking the same nerve as before. Sujin clenched his teeth together and closed his eyes trying to help himself calm down. It was as if the unruly blunt beta was purposely saying things to try and convince everyone and the omega that he wasn't his true sub-gender. And that irked Sujin to no end. Still not opening his eyes, Sujin finally spoke.

"Never mind I'll do it.." Sujin spat a lot more aggressively than he intended it to. He slithered his way out of the hold the two alphas beside him had.

"Sujin you don't have to do it if you're not comfortable yet," Felix said softly, as he could sense the anger in the omega, from Just his tone alone. But this was the first time the pack was able to get a full whiff of Sujin's scent, the omega's angry pheromones mixing with his strong sweet strawberry and honey scent. The omega just getting angrier by the second the more he tried to calm himself down, as began clenching his hands into really tight fists and biting his lips. That's when the omega began to smell an overbearing amount of Fresh blood, causing him to let out soft whines of worry in a panic. The smell was so strong that he thought someone had hurt themselves or possibly him, causing him to force his eyes open and take everything in. His bright golden omega eyes began to search the room for blood only to be immediately met with the source of the smell sitting right next to him on the floor holding him, Hyunjin.

"where's blood?" the omega said softly in way too nervous omega headspace. His face dripping with worry, as he was in a highly vulnerable state and couldn't hide any of his emotions.

"There's no blood silly, that's my scent," the long-haired alpha said as he picked the omega up bridal style, quite surprised at how light Sujin was and how easily the younger gave into his action with no fight. He carefully started heading up the stairs, only stopping at the top unsure of which room he should bring the omega to. He knew he couldn't just leave Sujin vulnerable like that in front of the entire pack. Who knew how the omega would feel about them after? He also knew it would have been a good idea to not have Sujin around Chan as the Head alpha was fuming once he realized Seumgmin's behavior triggered the younger into the headspace in the worst way possible just to prove if Sujin was an omega or not. He didn't think the beta would act on his doubt despite being warned. Hyunjin mentally fought with himself for a bit more until he decided it would be better to take Sujin to their room.

He quickly walked to the omega's room, setting sujin down to open the door. When he turned back to the omega, Sujin was sitting against the wall with his legs hugged against his chest while he softly sucked on his thumb. The omega's eyes were now a deep rosey golden color and Hyunjin couldn't help but feel that the boy looked weirdly adorable. He had never seen an omega behave in such a way while in the headspace, It was almost childlike. He kneeled in front of Sujin and softly caressed their cheek, before deciding to snap a quick photo of the latter's eyes to show Minho later. The older alpha despite being one of their lovers was indeed also the pack's nurse, and who would know better than him what was going on with the omega?

He gently picked up Sujin once more, slightly jumping as he felt the younger purring as they began to wrap themselves around him. Hyunjin knew for a fact he wasn't going to be able to leave the other any time soon. The alpha then eyed the omega's nest but thought that it wouldn't be appropriate to just invade the nest Sujin worked so hard on, especially since he hadn't been permitted to enter it yet. He walked over to Sujin's bed slipping them under the comforter as he gently started to rub the omega's back, which earned him a small coo from the omega as they closed their eyes and rested their head in the crook of his neck.

Hyunjin, seeing that sujin was most likely way more occupied with his scent and the gland it was protruding from decided he would text the group chat to ask Minho what the eyes meant.

stray kids

hynjinnnn:

Minho hyung?

Uhm.. What's with Sujin's eyes?

Youknowiknowleeknow: What do you mean?

yong.Lixx: Yeah what do you mean? Is there something wrong, is he hurt?

i.2.n.8: don't tell me Seung-min broke him before he even got through a proper day with us...

miniverse.__: I DIDN'T BREAK HIM.

Jisungamericano: dude, yes you did— I literally never smelled an omega get that angry before?!!?

It was kinda hot…

gnabnahc: Seungmin and Han shut it, Seungmin we're going to talk later. Now Hyunjin, what about Sujin's eyes?

jutdwae: [Reply to gnabnahc] I'll also join that talk later, simply because it seems someone here has forgotten my lesson on consent and boundaries, especially with omegas. Seungmin you crossed a huge line and it hasn't even been a Day with the new one, what happens if your actions possibly scare him off? What are we gonna do if you scare off every new omega we come into contact with?

miniverse.__: sigh. I'm not talking about this right now.

hynjinnnn:

Good because I still need to show you guys Sujin's eyes which was the topic at hand here—

[Image Sent]

Youknowiknowleeknow: Wtf? Why are his eyes bright orange? I mean new pups have orange eyes but it's a very deep orange? This one is very light? Let me do some research.

yong.lixx: Uh guys... Idk how to say this but I actually know what his eye color means...

I had a friend experience something similar back when I lived in Australia...

Sujin's in little space at the moment... he's mentally regressed to a certain pup age.

Jisungamericano: you're kidding right? I thought that only happened in the shows and stuff???

yong.lixx: that's because it's not a common thing... Not everyone goes into little space Ji. People who slip into it usually experience Something pretty traumatic and are trying to go back to a period when they felt the safest or non-traumatized.

Youknowiknowleeknow: lixie is right. Sujin's definitely in little space. But now I can't help but wonder what that event was and what got triggered the moment Seungie questioned his sub-gender.

gnabnahc: Hyunjin where are you?

hynjinnnn:

Sujin's bedroom—

IWJEDJEIEIODDKDIEN

SORRY, I DROPPED MY PHONE SUJIN JUST SUDDENLY SUCKED ON MY NECK—

SOMEONE HELP DON'T. JUST. READ.

Jisungamericano: PFT, there's absolutely no way you're complaining about that—

gnabnahc:...

I'm coming...

Although mostly because I wanna see this for myself.

i.2.n.8, Jisungamericano laughed at a message.

hynjinnnn: YAH STOP LAUGHING.

Within mere seconds, Chan was in Sujin's room with Hyunjin. The orange-haired alpha softly chuckled at the sight of a dramatically horrified Hyunjin who was currently holding the omega as they suckled onto the older's neck.

"Chan make him stop!" the long-hair alpha said with a whine, "if he continues I'm going to get a boner and it feels wrong when he's like this—" the younger said as he gestured to the omega.

Chan walked over and carefully pulled sujin off Hyunjin, giving the taller alpha a chance to regain his composure and calm himself down. Chan then carefully placed Sujin back down in his bed, watching as the youngest in the room moved his thumb to his mouth.

"I wonder if I should ask him how old he is?" Chan quietly whispered to Hyunjin. The taller alpha looked at him confused, greatly furrowing his eyebrows as he tried to figure out what Chan's intentions were for such a question.

"Fourteen," sujin quickly blurted out as he continued to suck his thumb. His answer however caused the two alphas in the room to jump, the omega's level of self-awareness catching them off guard.

"Well, that answers only one of our questions.." Hyunjin said even more unsure than he was minutes ago. " What happened to him when he was 15 that he regressed to 14 at the age of 20? And why was he so baby-like at such an older puppy stage?"

Chan could only shrug in response as he took in the omega's behavior. Sujin was still sucking on his thumb, pulling on his comforter as he tossed around to get comfortable. The omega's lack of communication at the moment just exposed how much of an introvert he was.

" I think I'm gonna stay with Sujin for the night. You should get some rest Jinnie." the elder said to Hyunjin, as he carefully got into the bed with the omega. Hyunjin quietly left the room as Sujin softly purred at the feeling of the bed dipping as Chan lay next to him. The younger snuggled up to the alpha quietly, purring even more as he got closer to the source of Chan's seawater scent. He softly cooed before wrapping his arm around the alpha the best he could.  Chan couldn't help but think to himself how cute the younger looked at the moment, as the omega searched and longed for any kind of skinship in his head space.

#skz #stray kids #stray kids fic #straykids fanfic #straykids ensemble #original character #omegaverse #a/b/o #a/b/o verse #skz fanfic #fanfic #possible eventual smut? #will make a master list in the future #K-pop #kpop fanfic #kpop omegaverse #straykids megaverse #Spotify

[clingyduoapologist]

hello!! I was redirected here by bronzetomatoes after inquiring about kylo ren hate (I think the hitting him with a car post is so funny and also i know so little about star wars. it adds to the comedy tbh) and i was told if i want the funny/thorough answer that you’re the place to go. so if you’d like to, go absolutely off the walls about it :)

My friend have you come to the right place.

SO BASICALLY Star Wars is a story about how 3 good movies collectively altered the course of human history by making just like, stupid amounts of money right?

So obviously, Disney was like “I need to get in on that” and bought Star Wars and then started working on their own trilogy. If you’re a Star Wars fan, this is pretty cool! New planets, new character, new lore! It was pretty awesome. The trailer for the first movie in this new trilogy came out and everyone loved it! So much interesting things!!! A female protagonist?!?!? Wow this is so awesome!!!

The problem was the movie isn’t very good.

Don’t get me wrong the force awakens is fine, definitely the best movie in the trilogy, the problem is that it wasn’t good enough, not for most audiences, and especially not for Disney. So they fired JJ Abrams, who directed the force awakens, and hired Ryan Johnson to direct the second movie: the last Jedi.

I fucking hate the last Jedi.

And so did like half the world, and what followed the release of the film was probably the worst fucking time in the history of life on earth to be a Star Wars fan, as basically the entire fanbase devolved into a civil war between last jedi haters and last jedi defenders.

But amongst all the fighting, another group was beginning to form, one that had began in the shadows of the Force Awakens, but was now bolstered by the release of the last Jedi, a shadowy and secretive threat that was about to rear it’s ugly head:

Reylo.

Now, Reylo, as a ship is like, fine? It’s literally just the most barebones enemies to lovers ship you can imagine.

But Reylo as a fanbase? That’s where things start to get interesting. Because what Reylo lacked in character and writing, it made up for in hot fucking actors (I mean it’s fucking Daisy Ridley and Adam Driver what did you expect). this in turn led to a vicious cycle where Reylo fans were extremely uh… motivated… and also had basically blank canvases to build off of. This lead to the Reylo fandom becoming almost a separate entity to the Star Wars fandom, which only further boosted their forces.

But what made Reylo infamous was the scale. These guys were loud, and were prepared to rip anyone to shreds for even the smallest injustices. It was a dog eat dog world, and one that maintained itself through a constant state of war.

But setting Reylo fans aside for a second, you may be wondering “Okay but what does any of that have to do with Kylo Ren?” Which, sure fair question. But to answer that, we have to look at Reylo not as a ship, but as characters.

Now, Rey, as far as protagonists go, is… fine? She’s definitely screwed majorly by being in a completely unplanned trilogy of movies that wasn’t interest in making her a compelling and likable character, but like even then I’d be lying if I said that she wasn’t at the very least interesting. And again like I’ll take any excuse to see Daisy Ridl- sorry what, anyways point is Rey Palpatine skywalker kenobi whatever is a perfectly mediocre protagonist and thus, while sexist assholes may try to convince you that she burned the world’s crops and poisoned the town water supply, truth be told I and many others fans became at worst indifferent, and best charmed by her.

But Kylo Ren? Kylo Motherfucking Ren? Ben SWOLO himself?

This man makes me violent.

And it’s not because he’s more well written then Rey, or even because his writing is particularly worse, as far as I’m concerned they’re both hand in unlovable in in terms of writing quality.

The problem with Kylo is that he could of been so much better, so easily, and yet people still fawned over him.

Like, this guy is Darth Vader’s Fucking Grandson, Luke Skywalker’s Nephew, Son of Han Solo and Leia Skywalker, 1 hot actor removed from self insert character, and yet these writers fucking struggle, each and every time, to figure out what to do with him. Like they are fucking racking their brains trying to make a guy with one of the sickest lightsaber designs ever and a badass outfit all being acted by ADAM FUCKING DRIVER “interesting.”

And PEOPLE FUCKING FELL FOR IT. Like if you go into almost any even slightly sad tag in ao3 I guarantee there will be at least one kylo fic. Like I can not stress to you enough how many people fucking lost their MINDS!!!

FOR HIM

And remember, this is all ON TOP of the fawning that Reylo stans had already been doing. Which only made things worse, if you can even believe that.

And so ever since Rise of Skywalker managed to drag the sequel trilogy’s tired, burning, mangled corpse over the finish line, and all the buzz over it died down, and every YouTube video essayist/movie analyzer saw dollar signs in their eyes, we’re left here, with Adam Driver’s tits swaying in the wind. And for what? The most stock Sad Boy Villaintm of all time and his British gf? A marginally cool lightsaber design? Maybe like, 1 cool fight scene at the end of the first movie?

Like… I’m just left to stare… Stare at this man’s hot topic shopper ass hair cut and Zuko wannabe facial scar, left with nothing better to do than seethe, quietly and angrily, at a character who could have been so much, who could have done so much, but yet was doomed to only ever be himself.

In the end, I suppose I am like Sisyphus, rolling my anger up a hill, knowing that it’ll only roll back down again anyway, and yet not an ounce less motivated to continue my toil. Because Kylo Ren is my enemy, my one true opposite in this great narrative we call reality.

And at least, on some nights, I can rest easy knowing that he fucking died at the end.

#so so so so sorry for ranting at you. #I may have uh #gone a bit insane while writing this #but uh #hey you asked for #it #asks #Star Wars #reylo neg #<- for tag blocking purposes

[rebornologist]

Gosh, do you know how much your works are valued??? I hope you do since for some, especially me, these works have been the only thing fueling my ten year long love for khr~ Anyways is it OK to request for college and romantic headcanons of Giotto?

♡♡ hiii dear! Thank you so much for your kind words. If you don't mind, I've just compiled all of my Giotto HC reqs instead of making multiple posts, since there is a (variable) amount of overlap between them.

♡ Giotto in College & in Love ✧

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Giotto was not particularly outspoken in class settings, but he was a fine student and fairly active and keen to engage with the local community. He went in undeclared and eventually settled into political science because it was simply what interested him, in addition to a lot of philosophy and some studio art electives. He’s a good writer, and can whip up a crazy effective grant proposal. He enjoys creating things with his hands, such as pottery, forging simple metal jewelry (namely rings), and painting. As he got caught up with work more, he got less and less time for those creative hobbies.

He participated in a lot of direct action groups on campus and ran for some position in the legislative branch of the associated student government. He had a group of close friends that included G and Cozart, and the group would be found floating around, sitting on grass in the quad or in the student community building’s meeting rooms, discussing various things that may or may not be related to student gov.

Giotto is a pretty hopeless romantic, in the way that.. he has a tendency to see the world through rose-tinted glasses, firmly believing in the good of humanity. While he romanticizes the grind, his partner would likely be the one that reminds him to take a step back and rest. He’s surrounded by people with big hopes and dreams, as he should, but it can be a little too inspiring. He’ll lose a lot of sleep because he spends time thinking about the good and the bad and the ugly and the beautiful.

His partner is always there to listen to him ramble about his hopes and dreams, but they’re also there to ground him, remind him to pay attention to them, to get ready for bed, snuggle up, meditate, literally anything to take his mind off of what his next move is. Sometimes, the next move should just be.. nothing, for now.

They remind him that they want to go into the ceramics studio next week, and he pauses. His breath is held still in his chest as the constantly turning gears slow almost to a stop, and he takes a moment to process before he exhales audibly, with a soft smile “...it’s been a while, huh?”

Initially, he was very formal in the way that he pursued his s/o-to-be. They started as colleagues or friends, and something about them just.. caught his eye. For being such a well-spoken man, he cannot put to words what exactly made him feel so strongly about them, but he feels it very viscerally. He opens doors for them, bringing them tea and coffee, gifting them a little painting or a handmade mug, before finally mustering the courage to ask them out to dinner with a whole ass bouquet of flowers.

I don’t see him as anything but a friends-to-lovers type of man. Even on a first date, the dialogue and banter flow as usual, and there is a natural chemistry on top of their preexisting friendship. He tries his best to pace himself in terms of what is considered a “natural” progression of the relationship, but it’s almost as if he knows that he’s all-in with his partner from the get-go. His loyalty and devotion is unmatched.

One time, as a joke, his partner referred to him as their husband. He malfunctioned right then and there. If he had a tail, it would have been wagging. He laughs it off in front of his friends, as if that was a regular occurrence. Afterwards, on the way home, he hits them with the “Do you really think of me like that?” silence… 30 seconds later, he speaks up again as he is driving, “Hypothetically, when do you think is a good time to get married?” It’s adorable. It does become a regular occurrence after that.

I have written a bit on this before, so ngl.. idk what other bases.. to cover

He’s confident, but he doesn’t have a huge ego. The times where he feels most egotistical, actually, is when his partner is so painfully attracted to him. He’ll catch them gawking at his hands as he adjusts his watch and jewelry, and a playful smile dances across his features, golden eyes twinkling with mirth.

“Like what you see, dear?” He fans his fingers out, displaying the rings on his finger, before flipping his palm upward and gesturing salaciously for his love to come closer.

Is really sweet and enjoys teasing and worshiping every inch of his lover, just so that he can take note of every reaction. He’ll notice every little gasp, every flinch, twitch, whimper, etc. He loves a vocal partner.

Sex is something that he enjoys taking his time with, so if there’s something that you want to leverage to pull him away from his work, that might be it. He tries really hard to stick to his scheduled activities, but he doesn’t mind getting distracted by his s/o for longer than planned. At some point, he starts to account for that when he plans for the day or the week.

It’s really funny when he hits them up with the, “hey babe… my sweet.. angel, darling… I know that we have our date tomorrow afternoon, but.. I have a meeting that evening..” his s/o knows exactly what’s coming, “are you available to.. start earlier so that we can have more time together?” UM YES.

Is not particularly kinky himself, but super open minded to trying out anything that his partner may be into. He loves to please, so he’ll definitely at least be open to hearing about any fantasies they would want to fulfill. Some things are off the table, he’s not a huge fan of play that revolves around non-consent because he’s kind of.. a softie through and through, but he dabbles in praise, gentle degradation, being a pleasure dom, etc.

He’s a little more interested in group play than you’d expect, because he’s fairly romantically monogamous, but if a partner asked to bring other people into a sexual scenario, he’d be like, “oh.. oh, yeah.. are you thinking of [redacted]?” IDUNNO Y/N ARE YOU?!?!

✧ a/n: rb with who u think redacted is

#khr #hitman reborn #khr headcanons #katekyo hitman reborn #khr imagines #khr x reader #giotto khr #giotto x reader #freeing myself from writing about giotto purgatory

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 47- Two Different Pages

Chapter Summary: Jen reveals she accidentally caught Rap Monster watching naughty videos in the studio and reveals another bombshell that shakes ARMY on Tumblr. Jen makes it known that it isn't wise to disrespect her.

Words: 11,000+

Genre: RM Fluff! And Jungkook fluff!

------- On a warm Saturday morning, Jennie invited Namjoon out to hang with her. He offered to go to a local café for breakfast and she agreed, wanting to spend more time with him. Namjoon would always be stuck in his studio or with his headphones in, on his phone, so she was glad she was able to go out with him for the time being.

The two found themselves sitting outside, on the balcony. With their plates of food in front of them, Namjoon watched her in amusement as she put syrup on her chocolate pancakes.

"All that sugar." He let out a low chuckle.

"I'm still a kid at heart, let me live." She replied and took a big bite.

"I intend to. Make sure you drink water so you won't get a sugar headache. You remember last time?"

"It was all for a good cause."

"The amount of complaining you did the last time said otherwise." He quipped, causing her to roll her eyes.

"Oh, hush."

"I made sure not to get the pineapple, so you won't have another allergic reaction, by the way." He informed, gesturing to the bowl of fruit for them to share.

Jen smiled gratefully and nodded. "Thanks, I appreciate it. Nice bare face, by the way. You look great without the makeup we wear on stage."

"Ah, I'm ugly, don't lie." He shook his head.

There he goes again. She wished he could see what she saw whenever she saw him. 

Jen shook her head and pointed at him. "You, my friend, need to stop calling yourself ugly. I want you to cut that out. Like right now. You're handsome. And I get to see your dimples, so hurray!"

Her enthusiasm for his dimples prompted him to smile, which showed them off. "I love those dimples. They're so cute." She went on.

"Ah, you're gonna make me flustered." He covered his face shyly for a moment.

She laughed softly. "I just want to see you smile."

She was aware that he got criticized often as of late. And she wished that he got credit where it was due.

"It sucks you get criticized but I love how you accept your mistakes and learn from them. We all mess up at times. But we learn from them. So, don't beat yourself up, 'ight? If you say anything out of line to me, I'll let you know, believe that. And I see that you're working harder. And I hope you know that you are appreciated and that I see how much you are improving. Your dancing gets better as we go through each comeback. I don't say this often but I always think about it and you deserve a lot of credit for what you do for us. When I get there, I want to be able to make meaningful lyrics like you. You enhance me, Namjoon." She praised. "You have some deep, meaningful lyrics. The music you make is fire. It's crazy that you're underappreciated. Having you as a leader is great."

Her statement made him smile brightly and he felt good about himself. Being a leader is tough. A lot of expectations. But her words influenced him greatly.

"And I'm not one of the most popular members of the group. Some don't even want to include me as being a part of the Maknae line, and just want to support 3 out of 4." She added. "But you know? I don't even care anymore about what these negative people say. Because they aren't real fans if they can't support each member. That's not a real fan. That's not a fan in general. A fan of a group should support everyone. Not exclude one, two, or three or more. Don't let anyone take away your happiness. Bangtan wouldn't be how it is today if it wasn't for you. We all bring something unique to the group and if one of us wasn't around, it just wouldn't be the same." 

She went on to ramble as she grabbed his hand. "You have no idea how precious you are to me, Namjoon. Thank you for being a great leader. No matter how tired you are, you are always there for us. And thank you for taking such good care of me since I came here. It was such a huge transition to move to Korea but speaking English with you and learning the ropes here, I know that I'm going to be all right. Although I'm the youngest and the girl of the group I want to be there for all of you guys. And I want to take care of you all. You guys take care of me, I want to do the same."

Namjoon squeezed her hand gently as he thanked her once more. "Wow, that certainly boosted my mood. What you said just made me feel good about myself. I'll continue to work hard for Bangtan. All of you guys are doing your best. I'm very proud of all of you. And don't forget that you are also precious to us, Jennie."

As Namjoon went to use his fork, somehow, some way, his fork bent, causing both members to gawk at it. 

A brief silence occurred before Jen exclaimed, "How?!" as she pointed at the bent fork.

Namjoon grinned sheepishly. "Uh, I can explain."

After the two shared a laugh, Jen asked, "Oh, by the way, where are my headphones I lend you?"

"Headphones?"

"The ones you needed to use in the studio."

"Oh! Those..."

"Yeah, those. You have them there? I wanted them back. You do have them, don't you?"

The rapper cleared his throat and let out a nervous chuckle. "Uh, I can explain."

"You lost them?" She asked with a hint of irritation.

"I'll buy you another pair!"

"They were Beats by Dre!" She shouted.

"Ah...don't yell at me." He covered his face with his hands

"I can't believe you." She groaned. "I need to write a list of things you lose, so you can repay me."

"I'll get you another pair, don't worry. By the way, how's your rapping lessons going with Yoongi?"

The topic of rapping made Jennie smile brightly as she confidently responded, "It's great! He says I'm learning faster than ever. I'm so proud of my progress. I've been researching some underground female rappers to learn more. He gives me a bunch of homework, which has been particularly helpful."

"I heard your progress to my verse of Tomorrow. I enjoyed listening to it because you put your own style into it. You're going to be just fine with the rapping." He grinned ear to ear. "Yoongi is teaching you well. And you're keeping up with the speed."

"Thank you! It's lit!" She high fived him.

"He's not giving you a hard time, is he?"

"I like his bluntness and how strict he can be to make sure I get everything down correctly. I don't want him to sugarcoat it. When I first started, he told me, 'What the hell was that shit? That was horrible. Do it again, you didn't even listen to a word I said for this verse. Do you even want to do this?' and that made me a bit upset but I got used to it. I want him to keep it real with me, and he has. But lately, he's been smiling a lot as I progress."

"Yoongi always had a soft spot for you."

"You think so?"

"Yeah, who else would he want to nap with?"

"Haha, he told me it's because I'm comfortable to nap with and I don't move around a lot or snore. But you, on the other hand, Namjoon..."

"L-look I can't help it okay?"

"I actually was close to strangling you with my pillow when I roomed with you in the hotel room."

"That's foul, Nie Nie. Really cold."

"I love you, too, Joon. So, still talking to Angelina?"

"Yeah, I am." He smiled at the thought of her.

"You're blushing." She pointed out.

"I'm not!"

"You like her?"

"I do. I found out she likes me too."

That made Jennie smile widely. "Aw! Are you dating now!? Wait a minute, why am I now finding this out? Y'all fake. My best friend and my leader, huh?"

He let out a short laugh. "We're not. We're both busy with our careers right now. But one day."

"I ship it. She kept telling me that she physically couldn't date since she was in the prime of her career. But she really likes you, though. She wanted me to teach her some basic Korean so she can communicate with you even though you're good with English."

"Glad to hear that. Looking forward to her progress. Hey, later, can you take a picture of me for my Kim Daily photo?"

"Yeah, sure. Question, are you guys considering having V in Cypher 4?"

"Aish, not this again!" He groaned, rubbing his temples.

"Please?"

"Nie Nie, that is not happening."

"But he's-"

"No."

"But Taehyung has been pra-"

"No."

"Listen-"

"No."

"I-'

"No."

"You didn't even let me finish!"

"What?"

"I believe Taeh-"

"No."

"Namjoon!"

"Yes?"

"He will be such a lit addiction for it!"

"I understand your support for him but no, Nie Nie."

"Weak!"

After their breakfast, they walked around and he found a spot to pose for his Kim Daily. Taking his phone, she watched him get into his pose and she let out a laugh.

"What kind of pose is this? And show off that Nike wristband. Nike is bae." She added as she got ready to take the picture.

"Would you shush?" He laughed and tried to get back into position. 

Once she took a couple of photos, he tweeted one of the pictures. Jen didn't see her photo credit and decided to call him out playfully on their shared account.

'UM, Where are my photo creds?! I took this bomb ass photo! #JEN'

Namjoon looked at the tweet and laughed. "Really?"

"Yes, really! I have great photography skills, I want them to know." She replied as they walked past a couple of stores.

Namjoon decided to tweet, 'Credit to our adorable Miss Bangtan, kekeke #RM'

"Really, adorable?"

"Well, you are our baby girl." He teased. 

The two of them go shopping together and they notice Ryan, Namjoon's favorite character, merchandise. Namjoon kept eyeballing one of the big plushes and contemplated if he should get it.

"You not going to buy it?" She asked as she stood near him.

"Nah...I shouldn't." He shook his head and made his way to another section of the store. 

"Well, I think you should." She said to herself and grabbed the plushie with a smile on her face.

Later that day, in the dorm, Jen changed into her basketball attire to join Yoongi on their planned basketball date. 

Meanwhile, the Maknae line was in the living room playing video games and was about to snack on some newly brought Oreos. But as soon as they take a bite, they spit it out because instead of a sweet taste, it was mint flavored.

"What the hell?" Jimin exclaimed in English and he separated his cookie to see toothpaste inside.

"Who put toothpaste in the Oreos!?" Taehyung demanded.

"Aw, are you serious!?" Jungkook yelled with annoyance.

Jennie smirked as she heard them complain. "Score." She mentally patted herself on the back at her successful prank in their prank war. 

She wasn't going to reveal she did it to anyone because the last time she did, Jungkook made her pay severely and she didn't want to go down that road again.

Walking out of her room, she saw Yoongi waiting for her in the living room.

"Hyung, did you do this!?" Jungkook accused him.

Yoongi looked up, bored, and ignored him and the rest of the Maknae line who were whining about their ruined Oreos. His eyes turned to Miss Bangtan who was geared up in all Nike with the headband, sneakers, basketball shorts and a tank top. 

"You ready, Smartie?"

"Are you ready to lose?" She tossed him the basketball that was in her hands and he caught it with ease as a smirk appeared on his face.

"You wish."

"Did you eat today?"

"I did a few hours ago."

"No, no, eat something now. I don't want your stomach to growl while we ball."

"Aish, so stubborn. Fine." He grabbed an apple from the fridge. "Happy?"

"When you eat it." She remarked.

The two of them head to one of their local basketball courts. They stretched before preparing for a one on one match.

"First one to 10 points, wins. Each basket is one point."

"Gotcha." She checked the ball. Once she received it back, she began to dribble, walking around the court with Yoongi watching her every move, following her. 

Quickly moving her feet, she started running up to the basket, jumping high to shoot before Yoongi could block it. The ball went right in the basket and she fist pumped.

"Beginner's luck," Yoongi grumbled.

"Beginner? That's an insult Yoongi." She taunted.

Focused, Yoongi had the ball this time, with Jennie right up on him as he swiftly escaped her arms trying to block his way. 

"Shit!" He let out a curse when she stole the ball from him and made another successful shot.

"Aw, yeah! Two to zero!" She celebrated.

"Like I said...beginner's luck."

"I'm no beginner though." She stuck her tongue out. Having the ball again, she attempted to shoot an airball but Yoongi caught it just in time and shot it instead. "Really?"

"What's the matter, smartie?" He smirked as she shot him an annoyed glance.

"That was luck right there."

"Beginner's luck? I'm no beginner though." He imitated.

"Shut up." She rolled her eyes as he laughed.

Meanwhile, back at the dorm, Namjoon went to his room and saw the Ryan plushie on his bed.

"You got to be kidding." He smiled instantly and checked out the small note in front of it.

'Ta-da! You know you wanted it. I love you, Namjoon! Please continue to stay healthy and I hope to hang out together with you again very soon. &lt;3 Jennie.'

Back to Jennie and Yoongi, as their game goes back and forth, with Jen's defense and Yoongi's offense on point, they were tied at 7 points. Dribbling the ball, Jen let out a squeal when he grabbed her from behind, picking her up to spin her around a few times as she dropped the ball.

"Hey! You can't do that! That's a foul!" She yelled after getting set down. She watched in disbelief when he took the ball and shot it in the basket. "FOUL!"

"Not in this game." He shrugged with an amused expression.

"So, you making your own rules now?" She grabbed the ball and started to dribble. "Boi if you don't-hey! Cheater!" She yelled when he effortlessly stole the ball and shot for another point.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. Not my fault you're slow." He shrugged.

"You know what...I'm gonna hurt you." She pointed to him. 

Jennie had managed to catch up to Yoongi, evading his defense both times. Tied at 9, focused on getting that winning point, Jen watched closely as he dribbled the ball. He had lost his footing and tripped, dropping the ball as he cursed loudly in surprise.

"Yes!" Her adrenaline pumped as she managed to grab the ball, dribbling it as she ran down the court. 

She jumped high to shoot but it hit the rim instead, causing her to yell out of surprise. Before she knew it, Yoongi had caught the ball and jumped up to try to shoot it. She tried to jump and use her arms to block his shot but to no avail as he won the game. 

Jen let out a sigh and took a seat on the ground. Both players were drenched in sweat and breathing heavily from their intense game. 

"Good game, smartie."

"I almost had you." She groaned.

He let out a deep chuckle and helped her up as they walked over to their bags and water bottles. Sitting on the bench, Jen took a big gulp of her water. Once she set it down, Yoongi put an arm over her shoulder as she let out a laugh. 

"You almost beat me today. You're pretty damn good for your defense. I'll teach you some more offensive skills, the next time we play B-Ball." He said with a small smile.

"That'll be great." She beamed as he placed his snapback on her head.

When they both went back to the dorm, Jen went to her room to see a small bag of Smarties on her bed and a note. 

"Ooh, who gave me these?" She eagerly approached her bed.

'I love you too, Nie Nie. Thank you for caring. And I know just where to put the plushie. In my studio. I'll think of you every time I see it. ;) '

She laughed at the winky face that he drew and went on to shower. 

After showering, she helped herself to the Smarties and decided to Facetime Bam Bam. She had a feeling he would probably be busy with dance practice but surprisingly he answered immediately and greeted her with a big smile.

"Jennie! Hey!"

"Hey!" She waved. "I'm surprised you answered, aren't you in dance practice? Sorry if I interrupted."

"Don't worry about it, we're taking a break, right now. I can always make time for you." He smiled softly.

Ever since they met, they've been face timing each other and gotten closer. Jen noticed that he was shy and nervous when they first started talking but as they continued to chat with each other, Bam Bam felt at ease thanks to her down to earth personality. Seeing her smile gave him further confidence and whenever he made her laugh, he felt prouder.

"Who is that?" She heard Jackson in the background

"Shush, I'm trying to have a conversation here!" Bam Bam tried to get away from him. Jennie laughed at the disturbance. "So, how you been? Getting enough rest? Eating well? Are you fully supplied with smarties?"

She let out another laugh and nodded. "Yep, I'm stocked up. We'll see how long they last. I just got back from playing basketball with Yoongi, so that was fun. How's everything with you and the guys?"

"Nothing's changed, we're all still goofing around, working hard. I actually wanted to ask you something."

"What's up?"

"The guys and I are planning to go bowling in a few weeks. Would you like to join us? I would love for you to come see me-us. Us. The group." He cleared his throat.

"JOIN US!" They hear Jackson yell loudly in the background

"JOIN US! The more the merrier!" Youngjae shouted

"Haha, sure, I'll join you guys." She answered.

"What did she say!?" Jackson shouted.

"She said yes!" Bam Bam cheered.

"WOO HOO! Miss you, Jennie!" Jackson appeared on camera with a huge grin.

"Why are you all up in my conversation!?" Bam Bam tried to push him away from the screen.

"Y'all are a piece of work." Jen giggled at their bickering.

-----

On June 22nd, BTS had finally gained one million followers on their Twitter account and J-Hope had tweeted about it, making an edit of himself on their page.

To add to the celebration, Jennie tweets, 'A milli, A milli, A milli, A milli! Thank you!'

'Yaman TV'

'BTS has entered the container box'

"BTS, the ones our crew devoted much effort to!" Janghoon announced while the members applauded enthusiastically with cheers. 

Jennie, wearing an oversized pink hoodie with jean shorts, sat in between Jimin and J-Hope. The hoodie went over her shorts, making it look like a dress instead.

Janghoon had reminded the members about what goes on in the show and that he was the judge for today, giving out eggs whenever he liked and taking away eggs that he didn't like. The hosts began to discuss how Bangtan has unique names, like V, Rap Monster, J-Hope and Suga. 

"Jennie, what about you?" Haha pointed out

"My name isn't anything special. It's just my name but a nickname. I don't prefer people calling me by my full name, Jennifer. It sounds like a mouthful and too much for a stage name for me, so I decided to call myself Jennie and it worked out pretty well. And it's nice to see you again, Haha."

"Likewise!" Haha smiled. "We're still waiting on the next time you'll join Running Man. You are missed. The Monday couple want their revenge." He let out a laugh.

"Oh dear." She giggled

"Her and Jungkookie were so aggressive during the tag game!" Jimin added. "They make a great team though. Don't you agree?"

The studio agreed immediately, causing the 97 Liners to feel good about themselves. 

"Her defense and his offense are a dangerous combination. I can see the both of them back on Running Man." Rapmon replied.

"I definitely want to come back on Running Man," Jen said. "I'm happy that viewers want me back on the show. And I wouldn't mind being on a couple's episode this time. Maybe Jungkook and I can team up and take on the Monday Couple. You down, Kook?"

"Absolutely." The Golden Maknae accepted the challenge, giving her an air five across the room as everyone smiled at their competitiveness.

"Those sound like fighting words. Monday Couple, beware." Janghoon said as everyone laughed. 

Haha had asked the other members about their names. Jimin pointed out that he chose to use his real name and that Baby G was another choice he could choose from. Jungkook stated that he had other choices too, one of them being Seagull.

The members split up into two teams, switching spots. Jen teamed with J-Hope, Rapmon and Jungkook for Haha's team while the rest of the members were on Mino's team.

"You have both of the Maknaes on the team!? No, there must be a mistake!" Jimin exclaimed.

"We're gonna win!" Haha happily celebrated.

After getting situated, Janghoon sat in the middle, between the two teams with the box of eggs. 

"Seemed like they were celebrating." He gestured to the orange team. He turned to the blue team who didn't look enthusiastic. "You four aren't happy?"

"Suga, aren't you being too obvious?" Haha called him out

"I actually wanted to be on Haha Hyung's team." The Dageu rapper explained.

"There's a chance to switch teams. Just raise your hand and I'll slap you." Mino spoke with a straight face as another chorus of laughter occurred. Jen clapped her hands, throwing her head back while laughing. 

When asked why he wanted to be on Haha's team, Suga answered, "Haha hyung is funnier."

Jennie, remaining quiet, sat at her seat, occasionally smiling from amusement or chuckling as she watched the banter. While Janghoon was talking, V had tried to kill a mosquito by clapping his hands. All of the orange team stood up to protest.

"Uh, uh! Take an egg away!" Jen shouted, pointing to the box while V laughed sheepishly.

"Don't interrupt others!" Rapmon shouted

"The mosquito was flying towards the judge's neck to bite him!" Mino tried to defend V

"Oh bullsh-crap!" Jen immediately covered her mouth, before the bad word slipped out, prompting the guys to laugh and the blue team to start shouting.

"Ahhhhh! Let us receive an egg because she almost cursed on TV!" The blue team yelled

"BRUH!" Jen shouted, throwing her arms up in the air. "I said crap!"

"S, word! She said the S, word! Give us an egg!" Jimin demanded.

"I'm giving you both a yellow card. No eggs for now." Janghoon let them off the hook.

"Although I respect Haha's team, I really don't like this attitude."

"What is my attitude like?" Haha exclaimed, letting out a curse, as the members cackled in response.

The blue team got an egg as V jumped and placed it in Team Blue's box. Haha had rolled his eyes and Janghoon gave Team Blue another one.

"You know what..." Jennie grumbled, feeling frustrated with Jungkook. Haha had left the studio and Janghoon gave Team Blue yet another egg. "COME ON! Why!? She exclaimed.

The first segment is the favorability test while the two teams do the body wave. The VCR for the first segment was about which of the members' arms were the most appealing to citizens.

Gathering the results:

V- 8 votes

Jin- 7 votes

Suga- 7 votes

Jimin- 10 votes

J-Hope- 6 votes

Jennie- 5 votes

Rap Monster- 9 votes

"If the orange team can get more than 18 votes, then they will win," Janghoon said as he revealed Jungkook's result, which had a bunch of stickers. Team Orange had a total of 37 stickers and was declared the winner.

"YEAHHHHH!" Team Orange celebrated, getting out of their seats. Jungkook received three eggs and placed them in Team Orange's box.

"Mosquito! Mosquito!" V stomped on the floor, causing everyone to laugh again. Suddenly, Janghoon stuck his hand back in the egg box. "No! No!" V dropped down to his feet in protest while Team Orange got another egg.

Janghoon requested an arm wrestling match between Jimin and Jungkook for one egg, and while everyone was focused on Janghoon giving another egg to Team Orange, V stole an egg from Team Orange's box. He sat back down, smiling hard.

"Let's go best friend!" Jennie shouted, clapping her hands as Jungkook faced off with Jimin, preparing for arm wrestling. "You got this!"

Jungkook smiled back at Jennie. "I'll do my best."

"Come on, you brat!" Jimin said.

The two of them sit across from each other, while their teams hype them up. Jimin and Jungkook held hands and once Janghoon let their hands go, Jungkook quickly put Jimin's arm down.

"Ayeee! Atta boy!" Jen celebrated with her team. 

Team Orange got two eggs in return. Next, Jungkook went up against team blue leader, Mino, and the Golden Maknae won yet again, in two seconds. Jennie stared at Jungkook in disbelief as Team Orange got 4 more eggs.

The next segment was the Bokbulbok test, betting for three eggs. An Aegyo battle commenced as the winner would be able to get the first choice on one of the cards Janghoon held.

"Oh Lord..." Jennie pressed her lips together. 

She was not a cute acting type of person and she got embarrassed easily when doing cute dances and actions.

"Ah, is Miss Bangtan worried?" Jimin teased.

"Shut your face." She tried to ignore him as he laughed.

Team Blue wanted to go last and as a result, had an egg taken from them. Sitting in between Haha and J-Hope, Jen watched Haha take the camera, to perform his Aegyo. He made a weird face, causing everyone to laugh. He ended up getting scolded by the judge, which caused Janghoon to allow Team Blue to take an egg from Team Orange. Haha stood up, letting out another loud curse as Jennie almost fell out of her seat from laughing so hard.

Jennie went first. She exhaled and looked at the camera. She was already cringing, and she might as well act more cringe as she thought of something random and cringeworthy to say. 

Her expression changed into an innocent one as she smiled sweetly, batting her eyes rapidly. "Can you buy me some smarties? Pretty, pretty please with a cherry on top?" She spoke in a higher pitched voice.

Everyone started laughing at her as she quickly passed the camera to J-Hope, covering her face in embarrassment. 

"That was so cute." Haha said.

"Very out of character, but adorable." Jin teased as Jen felt her body warm up from mortification.

"I cannot!" She groaned over their laughter.

"Jennie, what is your next choice? You're not done." J-hope gave her back the camera.

"I gotta do this again?" She exclaimed as everyone cracked up again. She sighed and looked back at the camera. Clearing her throat, she continued to speak in a high pitched voice, smiling cutely.

"Oppa~!" She started, feeling her face heat up even more. She never used that word, and didn't even call any of the members that, but will use it for this occasion. But as soon as she said it, the guys cracked up again, causing her to lose focus and laugh too. "Stop! I'm trying to do this!"

"Oppa~!" Jimin, Suga, V and Jin mocked her Aegyo.

After everyone calmed down, Jennie continued her Aegyo, "Oppa~! Have you eaten today? Don't miss your meals!" She tilted her head to the side, winking at the camera. Then she decided to blow a kiss. "I love you, oppa~!"

"Ahhhhh~!" The members yelled.

"Never again. Never. Again." She asserted and passed the camera to J-Hope.

J-Hope started making adorable facial expressions, murmuring, "Hobie...I'm hungry~! Buy me some meat~!" He cutely stomped his feet as everyone laughed louder when Haha let out another curse. This was just too much fun, and Jennie's stomach started to hurt from laughing so much. J-Hope continued his Aegyo, yelling, "I pooped! I took a dump!"

Rap Monster was next, "Ah hing~! I had a dream~, I dreamed of ghosts!" He said in a weird voice, over everyone's laughter. "I...pooped...I took a dump~ wahhhh~" He started fake crying.

When it was Jungkook's turn, he hesitated. 

"This isn't hard. Just read it." Janghoon pointed out before everyone laughed again while Haha cursed. Jennie started stomping her feet as she laughed. Because he cursed yet again, V took another egg.

"I had a dream. I dreamed of ghosts." Jungkook started off, not as cute as everyone thought. "Ha...I pooped!"

Next was Jin, who blinked at the camera, speaking in a cute voice, "I had a dream. I dreamed about ghosts~." He let out a yell. "I popped~, I took a dump."

"What is this?" Jennie shook her head, watching this aegyo fiasco. 

This was so erratic and weird to her. Meanwhile, Rap Monster had fallen off his seat from laughing. When it was V's turn, he effortlessly said the statement in aegyo, as everyone praised him for being so good. 

"Yo...I cannot..." She cringed.

When it was Suga's turn, he explained he was not great at these things. And once he said the statement, Rap Monster let out a yell. "I pooped, I took a dump," Suga whined while Jennie stared at him like he was crazy.

Lastly, was Jimin as he looked up at the camera. "I...I...I had a dream.." He started, trying not to laugh at everyone's laughter. Jimin had started over but ended up laughing while Jungkook and Rapmon mocked his aegyo.

After the segment, the Orange team chose the front card while the blue team chose the back card. As they catch the VCR they see which was the better choice for toilet paper. If it should be front or back. In the end, the correct way was the front as Team Orange was in another celebratory mood.

But then the VCR shows BTS' bathroom and Jennie's bathroom to see how their toilet paper was hung. J-Hope brought up that BTS has three bathrooms.

When they checked out the VCR, they looked at how their toilet paper was hanging and it's to the front.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Team Orange jumped up and down.

"YASSSSS! WOO!" Jennie clapped. 

Team Orange gathered in a group hug, jumping up and down happily for another victory. Team Orange wins 3 more eggs.

The next segment is 5 seconds, 5 keywords. Jin went first, revealing 5'10, nipples and pink folder. The oldest member explained that it's hard to wake up Jungkook, so he pinches his nipples to wake him up. 

"Touch his nipples when you want Jungkook to wake up," Jin advised

"Pfff!" Jen let out a chuckle. They had Jungkook lay on the floor for Jin to demonstrate. "I cannot." She covered her mouth. 

When Jin demonstrated, Jungkook instantly started laughing, trying to stop him.

Next up was J-Hope who mentioned 27CM and Freesia. "The 27cm isn't what you're thinking..." J-Hope let out a nervous chuckle

"What were we thinking?" Haha asked, as everyone laughed.

"Since debut, I always hear people saying my face is very long. We measured it on a program. It was 27cm." J-Hope explained. 

Haha brought a ruler to measure his face and ended up getting 20cm.

Following that was Suga who said Seo Janghoon, surgery, and lesson. He explained that his mom's friend liked the team Seo Janghoon hyung-nim was on and brought him to the games since he plays basketball. As Jennie watched the banter, she was in shock that Janghoon allowed V to take another egg, but he decided to take two instead. Jungkook, with his hawk eyes, caught him and called him out but V quickly denied the accusations.

Eventually, Suga explained why he chose the word surgery. BTS had a schedule in Japan and he had stomach pains but it was actually his appendix bursting and he flew back to Korea to get the surgery. 

"Jennie noticed right away there was something wrong." Suga pointed out. "She always has been observant. She kept asking me if I was okay while I was in distress. She wanted to fly with me back to Korea, too. She didn't want me to go alone but she had to stay, for the schedule. Jennie was so worried about me. I appreciated her concern."

"You're very welcome. I'm glad you're okay." She replied

Janghoon was impressed by Suga's patience and allowed V to take another egg. Next up was Jimin who said the words, pervert, which sparked everyone's interest. 

"This is about the members." He revealed

"Who's the pervert?" Janghoon questioned

"Our members are sort of perverts. There are three types of perverts."

"When was it three types!? It was one!" Rap Monster exclaimed, getting defensive

"You're surely sensitive, tonight." Jen pointed out.

Jimin had explained J-Hope's weird sleeping habit when he randomly stroked himself. "Then...Secondly, it's the golden maknae." Jimin peered at Jungkook. "He's still a minor but he's really sensitive to scent. So, he collects a lot of cosmetics."

"I'm very sensitive to scents. I tend to collect a lot of things like perfumes, candles, and cosmetics." Jungkook explained as he also added that he enjoys women's cosmetics.

"So, do you take Miss Bangtan's cosmetics?" Haha asked.

"Of course, he does," Jen replied with a hint of annoyance. "He tends to take a lot of my stuff without asking me. I dunno why or how you keep barging into my room when I'm not around. I still haven't gotten my new grapefruit perfume back. Where's that?" She turned to the Golden Maknae.

"I used it all." He grinned sheepishly as she threw her arms up in the air while everyone laughed.

"The stuff she uses smells really, really good. She has great taste in scents. It's hard not to resist. I can't help myself." He murmured, feeling his face warm up.

"Ah, I'm sure that's not all you can't help yourself to, Golden Pervert, Jungkookie." Jimin teased him, wiggling his eyebrows as he glanced at Jennie and then Jungkook.

Jungkook shot him a warning glance while Jimin smiled innocently, giggling in delight, watching him get annoyed by his words. He was going to kill his hyung for this.

"What scents do you usually get Jennie?" Janghoon asked with interest.

"Depends on what I like at the moment. Vanilla, fruity flavored. Just something pleasing to the nose." She answered. "But I mean, that's not weird what he does. It's good to have a good smell around you."

"The last type of perverts are the older hyungs," Jimin revealed. 

He went on the explain that he knows all the names of the girl groups.

"We have a studio. Because we're rappers. We have a studio but there are so many viruses." J-Hope explained as everyone caught on that Rap Monster watched naughty videos in his spare time.

Janghoon mentioned that Rap Monster is at the peak of his age to be seeing a lot of those types of videos. He even offered Rap Monster an egg because of that, and that there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

"If I download it, the rest of the guys watch it." Rap Monster put all the male members on blast. 

Jangnoon was asked how many videos he watches per week but then someone brought up that he's at the age to film them, causing everybody to laugh. 

"And Jennie, I'm sorry for bringing this up again, but she caught me one time." Rap Monster revealed

Jennie let out a sigh, rubbing her temples. "I saw everything when I caught him. All I wanted was to ask if he wanted me to bring something back when I went out to get lunch. And I got waaaay more than I bargained for..."

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"Hey, do you want anything to eat, I'm head-OH MY GOD!" Jennie screamed, widening her eyes and covering them

Namjoon immediately jumped up from his seat.

"Shit! I didn't know you were here!" He started tripping around, trying to pull up his pants hastily, and tried to turn off the naughty video that was being shown. He ended up making some of his equipment fall on the floor.

"I was here the whole time!" She shouted

"WHERE!?" He yelled

"I was with Yoongi!" She began making crying sounds, running her hands over her head as she tried to unsee what she saw, turning her back to him. "I just saw his dick, Lord...please let me unsee this! Why you gotta do this to me, man!?" She whined, quickly running out of the studio.

Things were awkward between them for the rest of the day, until Namjoon had spoken to her the next day to clear things up in Jen's room. He had sat on her bed with her, discussing the situation.

"So you mean to tell me you watch that stuff in the studio?"

"I mean, the rest of the members watch it too." He shrugged

"Gross...I don't need to know all that information. For crying out loud, just...just don't-ugh give me a warning or something next time. Like you'll be in the studio for a while or something like that. So, I won't interrupt you or see something I wasn't supposed to. Sorry for barging in on you. You guys gotta do what you gotta do, so I mean..." She trailed off, shrugging her shoulders.

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"No sister wants to catch their brother in that situation. It was not a pleasant sight to see..." She tried to shake away the unpleasant memories. "But I mean, it's normal. No big deal. And I did feel bad barging in, interrupting him. 'Cause I know if I was in that position, I wouldn't want to be interrupted. Girls watch it too. And speaking of those viruses, I told him to get some computer virus software for the computers but he didn't want to listen. Now, look what happened."

"I'll start listening to your good judgment." Rapmon chuckled.

Rap Monster was next and his words were Straggler, early death and world peace. He goes on about his nickname, God of Destruction because he keeps breaking things, so he thinks he might die early. With the word straggler, he talks about how the members were bad to him. He went to go to the bathroom and the car left without him and he stood there for 30 minutes. His cell phone was in the car.

Next up was Jennie as she says volleyball, Tumblr and DJ. 

"What's this about Tumblr?" Haha asked.

"Well, I have a Tumblr. A secret Tumblr that I use almost every day." She announced, already mentally preparing for how ARMY was going to freak out on the website. 

She's seen everything, but what caught her eye was how some fans were always disappointed that she hadn't shown much of her body or acted sexy like some of K-Pop idols. She was still a minor and would rather wait until she was of age.

"What's your Tumblr name?"

"I've had my Tumblr before I came to Korea. I made a new one and I don't plan on revealing it at all. My Tumblr name is nothing about me, and I enjoy remaining unnoticed. Some things I enjoy reblogging are gaming, fashion, memes, American sports, positive posts about being black and UFC."

"UFC!?"

"Yep." She smiled.

"The fighting? Brawling, kicking and all that?"

"Yep, yep."

"The blood and punching?"

"Yep, yep, yep."

"Why that?"

"What can I say? I like to watch people beat each other up professionally." She shrugged and everyone laughed. "I'm a big fan. My dad enjoys it. I'd like to attend a show one day."

"So, on Tumblr, you see a lot about BTS?"

"BTS is very loved on Tumblr, I'll tell you that. I blacklist a bunch of things so I'm totally safe for work." She stared directly at the camera. 

She tended to stay away from any fanfics or intense stuff but appreciated the artwork, gifs and appreciation posts about her and the other members.

"But yeah, those on Tumblr, you know who you are, some of y'all need to tone it down on some comments, I'm still a minor FYI." She shot a thumbs up. "But yeah, seriously, I'm deadass. Respect that. You need to tone it down a notch. It's creepy. But I will add that one thing I love is the appreciation I get from the fans and that I inspire them." 

She could see the fan comments now on Tumblr about what she had just said,

'Guys! SHE KNOWS! SHE FRIGGIN KNOWS!'

'ABORT MISSION!

'Time to delete my blog!'

'Oh shiiiiit'

'Spread the word! Time to delete our blogs!'

'SHE'S SMART AF!'

'RED ALERT'

'I'm dying!'

'RIP every smut writer!'

'Time to shut down my blog!'

'We are NOT safe'

'EXPOSED'

'Uhhhhhhhh I can explain'

When it was Jungkook's turn, he mentioned hair, butt and scissors. He revealed that when he gets nervous before going on stage, so he tends to touch the member's butts a lot. 

Everyone laughed when Haha and Jungkook demonstrated how they touch butts. When Jungkook gave his butt a gentle squeeze, Haha mentioned that he was still a beginner.

"When we film an opening, or when we film the opening for Running Man, I grab both cheeks and-" Haha kneeled down and tightly grabbed Jungkook's butt.

"What is this...?" Jennie chuckled, shaking her head.

When it was V's turn, he mentioned elephant and eyelashes. He shows off his trademark elephant on his arm, causing Jennie to giggle. 

"Whoa! It's an elephant!" Haha looked on in disbelief and ended up waving at it while everyone laughed out loud. V also mentioned that he has long eyelashes, longer than anyone else.

The next segment was 'We want to know Bangtan'

'Who is the most influential in BTS?'

"It's Suga. That drunk way of talking, that charisma that overwhelms everyone." Rap Monster answered. "It doesn't go through no matter what people say. Last place is Jimin in the back who called me a pervert."

"Jimin, do you acknowledge this?" Mino asked

"Yes, I do." Jimin giggled

'The member who lost their original intentions? The member who is most different since debut?'

"The member who lost his original intentions is V," Jin answered. "This friend, distinctly, before debuting, he used to follow me well, saying "hyung, hyung." But now when I say, "V, I don't think you should do that.", he says "What are you to say that hyung?"

"I really said that?" V asked

"No, I'm just exaggerating." Jin teased.

Janghoon made Jin and V stand in front to play the of course game, bringing Rookie King flashbacks. They let J-Hope take Jin's place for now, while V began to speak to him informally.

"Yah, Hoseok! You don't take me seriously in dance. You keep criticizing me. You know you make several mistakes, right?" V spoke.

"Of course," J-Hope responded. "I'll talk a little bit about our dorm. You don't air out the bathroom, huh?"

"We agreed not to." V giggled and he lost the game. J-Hope received two eggs for Team Orange.

'Is there a member who has the celebrity disease.'

"Can I answer? It's Jungkook." V pointed them out.

"What's the reason?" Jungkook asked.

"These days when any of the hyungs say something, he says, 'Why? I do it, so why?." He answered, causing Janghoon to make him and Jungkook place the of course game

"Hey, punk!" Jungkook spoke as everyone laughed. "These days, you don't say your greetings often, right?"

"Of course," V answered. "These days, when hoobae singers come to greet us, you ignore them all, right?"

"Of course."

Haha had whispered something in the Golden Maknae's ear and Jungkook asked, "You don't air out the bathroom, right?" 

Everyone erupted into laughter again.

"He can't catch a break! Hahah!" Jennie chuckled, while Jungkook got an egg.

'The truth about Jimin oppa's armpits. Do you remove it?'

"Does Jimin not have any armpit hair?" Janghoon asked

"No, I do." He replied.

"But he didn't when you promoted. Did you remove it?" Haha asked

"I didn't."

"Have you ever removed it?"

"No."

Mino took a quick look and responded, "There's a heap," making everyone laugh 

"At the beginning of our debut, Jimin didn't have any. It didn't grow." Jin answered.

'Did you not have any complaints about the length of the shorts while promoting Hwayangyeonhwa?'

"When I tell you I hated those shorts..." Jennie shook her head. "I almost ripped them because of my thighs."

"Hahaha, I remember that day." Rap Monster let out a laugh

"I think the shorts keep getting shorter," Suga added. "I think I can understand the problems women have. Jennie especially. She kept complaining about it for a while backstage. They keep shrinking."

"But the fans like it?" Haha asked

"The fans like it," Suga confirmed.

'Please mimic Bang Shi Hyuk who created BTS.'

"There's a motion that he always does. When he listens to a song. If the song is perfect, like he feels it's our song then he keeps doing this." V started dancing weirdly making everyone laugh

"He wears handcuffs and keeps dancing like this." Rap Monster demonstrated.

Jin spoke up, "I have a complaint. Last time, when I was in the recording studio, Bang PD came and asked me What do you think about the dance for this song? And I said that this choreo is more easier compared to before. Then he said, tell me your opinion truthfully. And I said, I wish the choreo would get a little easier. Then he told me, Ok, I'll take into account your opinion. And what came out is the Dope choreo. It's the most difficult! This is the fastest dance I've ever seen in my life!" He exclaimed

"Who gets hit on the most by girl group idols? The member who has the most numbers, things like that." Haha asked.

"But when we go to broadcasts, people really feel uncomfortable around us," Suga answered 

"Why?"

"I don't know. We are always locked inside our waiting room."

"Then are you saying that nobody here has the numbers of female idols?"

"Jennie does. And male idols. She tends to speak to most idols, getting to know them." Rap Monster pointed out. "I won't be surprised if a few years go by she'll know almost everyone in the industry."

"Never hurts to approach them and say hi." She replied. "I did that back at K-Con and I still speak with G-Dragon sunbaenim. I was so nervous to approach him but I was like, just go for it. He's extremely nice and helpful when I ask for any advice. I thank him for being so kind to me when I met him."

"And I'm still very jealous," Jungkook grumbled.

"We were so shocked to see a photo with them together. We kept asking her so many questions." Jin exclaimed as everyone laughed.

"Like she left the dressing room and we couldn't find her. And then we all see a notification on our Twitter with them together. I was shocked." Rap Monster added.

"Miss Bangtan, what about you? Getting hit on by any male group idols?" Haha asked

"Not really." She shrugged

"Lies! All lies! That is a lie!" Jimin objected.

"What? How?" She laughed.

"I'm pretty sure there are certain guys that admire you but haven't spoken up about it yet," He teased, earning another warning glance from Jungkook. 

The Golden Maknae briefly narrowed his eyes at his hyung until Jimin met his eyes and smiled innocently in response.

"I'll answer this," Jin said. "As you may know, we are very protective of our Bangtan girl, so we tend to be, in her words, a bit much when it comes to guys, but it is all within reason. There have been shady men going around her a few times."

"What you are doing is not a problem, make sure she is protected at all costs." Haha agreed.

"She's our baby girl, so we want to make sure that no one tries to take advantage of her, here. Moving from another country is hard and we made a promise to guide her and protect her. Make her feel welcomed and safe. She is truly special to us and we love her dearly." Jin genuinely went on.

"Aw...Jin..." Jennie said, touched, as she placed a hand over her heart

"Is there a girl group you want to become closer with?" Haha asked. 

Answers included Red Velvet and Girl's Generation

"IU!" Jungkook shouted loud and proud, raising his hand.

"AILEE!" Jen shouted, raising her hand. "Love her! She is astonishing. I would love to sing with her. She is a queen."

As time moved quickly, they transitioned to the last segment. J-Hope and Jimin collaborated on dancing for the show. Everyone started cracking up when they watched Jimin and J-Hope perform a comic dance. Next up was Jungkook who did imitations of idols. He started imitating AOA's Jimin from Unpretty Rap Star and then Jessi, causing everyone to laugh.

The laughter continued as they watched J-Hope dance to Red Velvet's Ice Cream cake, EXID's Ah Yeah and Sistar's touch my body. Afterward, Jin impressed Mino, Haha and Janghoon with his facial expressions and was requested to imitate Dragoon from Starcraft, which was his spider walk. 

"That's it?" Janghoon asked, which caused Jin to look so done, causing everyone to laugh.

Haha requested Jin to come in the door with water in his mouth. 

"CUE!" He shouted, watching the oldest member walk back inside. "Jin, they said you're going to be removed from BTS!"

Jin's eyes popped out as the water from his mouth fell, causing everyone to laugh. 

"That was so good, hahaha!" Jennie laughed.

Rap Monster was the next person and he decided to do an impression of Marge Simpson. When he began to imitate Spongebob's laugh while Jungkook pretended to be Squidward, Jennie was the one who laughed the most, almost falling out of her seat again.

"That's my childhood, right there. They did that perfectly." Jen complimented.

At the end of the show, they went over the eggs in each of the teams' boxes to see who had won. Team Orange seemed to be in the lead but in the end, once Janghoon revealed the last egg for Team Orange, which was 0.5 points, Team Orange yelled in protest while Jin spat out water once again in surprise.

Team Blue- 70

Team Orange- 60.5

Team Orange hugged each other, for a good time, while congratulating Team Blue. V was chosen as MVP by Mino and received a guitar. V had dramatically kneeled, receiving it proudly.

"I'm jealous!" Jungkook whined.

"Take this and increase your musicality." Mino handed him the guitar

"Thank you!" V shouted and bowed, while Team Blue got a massage coupon.

"Yay! Now Jennie can teach me, the guitar." V beamed

"Just let me know when." She spoke up as she looked at the big coupon Jin received for the massage. "Quality over quantity. Congrats to Team Blue. I'm mad but congrats."

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Backstage during one of the music shows, BTS had finished performing. Jen decided to walk around backstage with her phone but was stopped when a familiar voice called her name. Turning around to see who the voice belonged to, it was Shin, the sound engineer guy that she met during the MAMA Awards. Ever since Namjoon and Jin tried to warn her about him because they believed he was sketchy, she decided to keep her distance. 

It's been a long time since she had seen him but something in her didn't believe he was a bad guy or sketchy as her members claimed him to be.

"Hey! Long time no see." She greeted him as he approached her. "You fell off the face of the earth for a while."

"Me? I think it was you. Haven't seen you in a while, and didn't even get the chance to get your number the last time we spoke." He responded with a smile

"Ah, well, the busy idol life." She shrugged and took a step back when she regarded him getting up in her personal space.

He seemed moderately irritated as he chose to let out a sigh. "All right, I need to be frank with you. I'm tired of this dragging along." He changed his tone, causing her to raise a brow.

"Honest with what exactly?" Her ears perked up with interest.

"I thought you of all people would catch on but I guess not."

"What was I supposed to catch on to?"

"I kind of just want to hook up with you. Know how it feels to be with a black girl. I heard they're really exotic. Most foreigners are. I mean, you're not the type of girl I would take home to my parents but I wouldn't mind having fun with you."

"Oh. I see we're on two completely different pages here." She shook her head, turned off immediately by his words. 

Irritation was distinct in her voice and it wouldn't be long before she would blow up at him for having the audacity to say that to her face. It also took a blow to her heart that he would assume she wouldn't be taken seriously and believe she was someone who gets around.

"I mean, you're hot and well, I was given the impression that girls like you are easy. I want to know if it's true that once you go black, you can't go back. I mean, you're pretty for a black girl-"

"You ever think before you speak?" She snapped. "Why do I have to be pretty for a black girl? We're all beautiful and I sure as hell don't hook up around here. Did you think I got here because of that? I know I was a trainee for a short amount of time but I would never in my life go the easy route to get things I want. I work hard and shed blood, sweat, and tears. Not sleep around."

"You look like the hooking up type, I just thought-"

"Well, you thought wrong and I am seconds away from slapping the living shit out of you for letting that come out your mouth." She retorted with a scowl. Shaking her head, she murmured, "Namjoon and Jin were right."

"Look, no need to get upset."

"Upset? So, what you just told me, I shouldn't be upset?"

"Hey, don't get so offended. I just think that dating someone...like you would be hard-"

"How so?" She cut him off. "What stereotype do you have on your mind? We're angry? Like to argue? Aggressive? Too independent? Is it because of our hair? We can wear whatever we want on our hair. Braids, weaves, all natural, anything. What is it because of my skin? Would you be ashamed of dating a person of color? Because of any judgment, you'll get? But you just want to have fun, right? Not actually take the time to see what great of a girl you have in front of you, am I right?"

She noticed him looking startled by her attitude, but she didn't care. She was irate and wasn't having any of his crap. She did not want this side of her to come out. But people kept trying her and she had no choice but to retaliate and defend herself.

"Don't you think you're being a bit of a prude?" He exclaimed.

Jennie let out a loud scoff and started laughing. "Woooooowww! Me? A prude? I'm a prude because I don't want to sleep with you? Oh, okay. I see how society works. So, let me get this straight. You decided to be all nice and buddy, buddy, only to try to sleep with me? Then what? Leave? Go on to try to go after another female idol?"

"L-"

"You've talked enough so shut your mouth and listen." She cut him off, earning an annoyed look from him. "How many girls have you been trying to talk to? And all of them rejected you, right? Right. And you just assumed since I'm a Westerner, I would just open my legs for you, right? That's just what we all do, correct? Just because of what you see on the media, or us shaking our asses and grinding up on guys, you just assume that we will do anything, huh? No questions asked, we'll sleep with just anybody, right? Well, let me remind you that we deserve respect and that you're wrong. Enough with the stereotypes. Enough with the fetishes of us. It's getting old and it's disgusting. You are problematic and you are a waste of time. So, why don't you stop bothering us females with your antics, grow a set because you clearly don't have any balls and stop treating us women like some piece of meat."

"Are you friggin' kidding me, right now-"

"I'm deadass. I am deadass. I am 100%, Ailee loving, Baekhyun adoring, Bangtan Girl deadass." She cut him off, talking over his words. Narrowing her eyes, she got closer to his face. "Don't try me because I am not the one. Now stay the hell away from me and I bet not catch you trying to go after any other female idol. And next time you try me, I won't hesitate to smack the shit out of you. Do I make myself clear?"

He was so flustered, that he couldn't even respond since he was humiliated by her sudden words.

"I said...do you understand me?" She repeated in a sterner tone.

"Yeah..." He muttered as she took a step back.

"Now apologize and educate yourself."

"I apologize..."

"For what?"

"For being an asshole..."

"And?"

"Everything I said..."

"And what did you say that made me upset?"

"Calling you a prude..."

"And?"

"Fetishing black women..."

"And? We can go all day. That's not all you've done."

"I apologize for saying that girls like you are easy and disrespecting you..."

"And?"

"Making assumptions that you are the hooking up type..."

"And?"

"Judging you based on stereotypes about black women and what I've seen in the media..."

"And what will do from now on?"

"Educate myself..."

"And?"

"Stop treating women like a piece of meat..."

"Good, now get the hell out of my face." She dismissed him. Shin scurried away in disgrace while she rolled her eyes, placing her hands on her hips. "Trifling ass..."

Little did Jennie know, Jungkook had heard their entire conversation. Jungkook knew right from the start that Shin was up to no good when he approached Jennie back at the MAMA Awards.

Despite his jealousy and occasional glares when he saw them together, Jungkook had suspicions that there was something behind Shin's nice guy persona. It takes a lot to get the Golden Maknae agitated. But once he heard all those repulsive remarks that Shin told the woman most precious to him, his temper got the best of him. And once you get Jeon Jungkook angry, by all means...

Run.

Furious, Jungkook stalked Shin after he quickly walked away from Jennie. She embarrassed the hell out of him and he deserved every second of it. Jungkook had wanted to intervene but she handled the situation well and shut Shin down to expose him for the fool that he is.

"Hey, you." Jungkook's voice called out bitterly.

Shin immediately spun around and bowed. "J-Jungkook. What is it?" His voice was still trembling from getting embarrassed by Jennie.

"Let's talk somewhere private. Right now," he demanded with his voice filled with aggravation. 

Shin noticed his harsh tone. It looked like Jungkook wasn't going to take no for an answer and he reluctantly followed the Golden Maknae.

Once they were in a private area, Shin asked, "What can I help you with?"

Jungkook crossed his arms, presenting an even further intimidating appearance as his muscles were visible under his shirt. He demanded aggressively, "You can help by staying away from Miss Bangtan."

Shin let out a sigh. He guessed that he saw everything. "Look, I said I was sorry-"

"Not good enough. I'm here to give you a warning myself after what I saw back there." He scowled at him, making Shin's stomach drop as he thought the 97 Liner looked scary when mad.

The Golden Maknae walked up to him, staring him down with a lethal stare while Shin averted his eyes.

Jungkook poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue, shaking his head. "Don't you ever disrespect her again. Jennie is not and never will be some girl you can hook up with. She is not an easy girl to sleep with. She is someone precious to BTS. To ARMY. To her family. To her friends. To me." The Golden Maknae responded sharply.

"Do you have any idea how great of a person she is? How caring she is, taking care of Hyungs and me? She works so hard in BTS and for you to disrespect her the way you did was uncalled for and I am not having it. How dare you claim she's an easy target to sleep with? How dare you claim she's a prude because she doesn't want to sleep with you? She isn't like that and will never be like that. She's beautiful, she's understanding, and she always encourages hyungs and me. She's more than what you think of her. Way more. She is someone incredibly special to me. Always has been. Always will be. And I won't let you disrespect her like that ever again. Do you understand me?" He growled as Shin took a step back, shaking with fear.

"Y-yeah man. Yeah."

"Now stay away from her. And like my baby girl said...Educate yourself, yeah? Do I make myself clear?"

"Y-y-eah. I un-derstand."

"Good. Now get out here." He tilted his head to the side as Shin speed walked away.

With Jennie, still irritated about her unfortunate conversation with Shin, she went to BTS' dressing room, letting out a loud sigh of annoyance

"What happened?" Namjoon asked immediately, standing up from his seat as he placed his phone down. Jin was also in the room, and Jen had told them everything that had happened

"He dares to try to mess with my sweetheart? I am truly disappointed in that young man." Jin shook his head. "That is no way to speak to a lady."

"First of all, damn, I wish I was there to see you shut him down like that." Namjoon pointed out. "Second of all, I'm about to kill him."

"You and me both, Namjoon."

"His face was so red when I shut him down," Jen added. "Even some staff members were watching and laughing at him. But damn, I didn't think a guy like him would pull that card on me. He truly is a fuckboy. I'm sorry I didn't listen. I thought he was a nice guy with good intentions. I guess you can tell me that you told me so."

"Nah, it's all right." Namjoon smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Like he just ruined my whole mood. I can't believe he would say something like that to me." She shook her head, crossing her arms.

"Excuse me for a sec, he and I are gonna have a little talk." Namjoon made his way to the door.

"Oh yes, we are. A long talk. Let's find him." Jin added, his voice appeared lethal as he followed the leader.

"Um, what are you two gonna do?" She watched them.

"Set him straight. I won't have no man disrespect you. Always trust our judgment. I'm always looking out for you. We all are." Namjoon responded.

-----

The next day, in the afternoon, Jen had her small speaker connected to her phone and put her music on shuffle while she washed the dishes. Suit & Tie was playing softly in the background as she danced to the beat. Hobi had walked into the kitchen and started moonwalking with his socks on, making her laugh softly. After he had gestured for her to dance with him, she briefly stopped washing the dishes to slide around the kitchen with him, with their socks on. Afterwards, he had gone to get something the drink from the fridge and went back to his room as she continued to clean.

"Sweetie, I told you I could've washed the dishes," Jin said, walking out of his room.

"Eh, it's all right, I was tired of looking at them anyway." She shrugged.

"I'm going to the store. You want anything?"

"Nah but we're going to need more dishwashing liquid."

"I'll put that on the list." Jin made a mental note and left the dorm.

Almost done washing the dishes, Rocketeer by Far East Movement played softly in the background as Jennie continued to dance while scrubbing a dirty plate.

"Here we go, come with me." She sang along. "There's a world out there that we should see. Take my hand, close your eyes. With you right here, I'm a rocketeer. Let's fly~! Up, up here we go, go. Up, up here we go, go. Let's fly~!"

"Baby girl?"

She heard a familiar voice and turned around, answering immediately with a smile. "Yes?" 

There she saw Jungkook with their puppy, Tony by his feet. "Wanna walk Tony with me?"

"Yeah, sure! Let me finish this and I'll get ready."

"Take your time. I'm about to hop in the shower, first."

"Ditto." She turned around and finished the dishes.

After she was done, she changed into a simple white shirt, black jeans, and of course her black Nikes. Jungkook had already finished showering and was waiting for her in the living room while petting their small puppy. When she walked out of her room, Jungkook gazed at her outfit and then at his, noticing that they unintentionally matched.

Jen let out a soft laugh. "Ha! That's cute, we're matching. Copycat."

"Me?! I always wear white shirts. You're the copycat!" He teased and stood up, holding Tony by the leash as they stepped outside.

As they walked Tony, while casually talking to each other, Tony had stopped by a tree to do his business. 

"You're cleaning it!" Jennie called out.

"What!? Why me!?" Jungkook exclaimed

"It's your turn! I did it last time."

The Golden Maknae grumbled as he took out a small trash bag, picking up the mess. Once he threw out the mess, Jen walked past him and he caught a whiff of her smelling like vanilla.

"You smell good. Did you go to a bakery or eat something?"

"Oh, Angelina sent me some perfume. And it's a vanilla scented one. I love the smell but I also dislike it because I smell like a birthday cake. I mean, you wouldn't want to eat me, right?" She joked. "But the smell is so good, it makes me crave for vanilla flavored foods. I feel that way about cocoa butter, too. I'm kind of struggling. I should wear it when I'm around vanilla flavored pastries."

"It suits you nicely. You should keep wearing it."

"You think so?"

"I like it when girls wear vanilla sentenced things."

"Oh really?" She beamed. "All right then, I'll keep wearing it just for you. Just don't swipe it like you did with my grapefruit perfume."

"L-look."

"Ah-ah! I don't wanna hear it!"

When they made it to a dog park, they sat on the bench, while Jungkook took off the leash from Tony's collar.

"Gosh, you are such a meme." She snickered when she observed Jungkook taking silly selfies with the dog.

He picked Tony up, looking at him face to face. "She's mean, isn't she Tony?" He cooed as the dog barked cutely in response. "You like me better than mean Jennie, right boy? Ain't that right?"

Jen stared at the two of them, unamused before taking a group photo with them. Both idols were bare faced for today. Jen had some faint dark spots over her face and her skin was usually on the oily side.

'Bare faced! Gotta let the skin breathe! Hope you're enjoying your day! #JEN' She tweets.

The two friends remain seated while they watch Tony run around. "He is such a happy dog. How'd you even pick him out at the pet shop?" she asked.

"I am the Golden Maknae after all. I always have good taste." Jungkook announced proudly

"Who lied?" She raised a brow.

Jungkook placed a hand over his heart, pretending to be hurt. "Wow, that hurts, Jennie."

"You walked right into that one, ha!"

"Hahahaha-no." He deadpanned before they shared another laugh.

"I've been meaning to ask you this. Where'd you get that cheek scar?" She pointed out.

"Oh, this?" He pointed to his cheek. "Ah...I was fighting with my brother because we both wanted to play on the computer."

"Haha, once a gamer, always a gamer. I think it's cute. I have a scar from fighting with my sisters over the TV. I wanted to play video games but they wanted to watch one of their favorite TV shows that came on that night. It wasn't pretty. I was a rough child."

"Really? Where is it?"

She lifted her left leg and pointed to the faint long scar on her knee through the ripped jeans. "You can't really see it since it faded but once you get close, it's there. Gosh, they pissed me off that day."

"Did you get to play your video games?"

"Nope. Mom and Dad always took their side. You would think being the youngest would allow you to get your way but nope. Got grounded for starting the fight. Oh gosh, I remember smacking Alani in the face. The side of her face was so red. I grabbed Vienna by the hair and pulled her off the couch. I know, all that over video games. You probably think I'm a violent person, huh?"

"That's...actually pretty funny." He chuckled lightly. "Don't tell them I said that."

"I won't. I thought it was funny too. They were so shocked by my strength at a young age."

Jungkook laughed. "Ah, sibling fights. You're here in Korea with us so you can play all the video games you want without your sisters bothering you."

"True, very true." She responded as she got another whiff of her perfume. "Okay, can we please get some vanilla cake? This perfume is making me crave."

"It'll cost you." He teased.

"How much?"

"I'll think about it." He smirked.

"Ugh, why you so childish?" She complained as she grabbed a tennis ball out of her bag. 

Jungkook giggled as they headed over to play catch with Tony. Jennie tossed the ball first and Tony immediately caught it and ran back up to her. 

"Good boy!" She petted him. She tossed the ball to Jungkook and he threw it far, taking her off guard. "Dude! Really!?"

"What? Good endurance pays off!" He proudly looked at how far he threw the ball

"You are ridiculous!" She exclaimed, playfully shoving him. He playfully shoved her back and they ended up trying to push each other. "H-hey! Hey! Cut it out! Behave! I'm telling Jin-hahah-stop!"

She giggled when he tried to trip her down to the ground. When he did, she brought him down with her by grabbing onto his shirt and arm.

Jungkook rolled off of her, as they shared another laugh. 

"Ah, crap!" He exclaimed when Tony ran up to him with the ball, attacking him with licks all over his face.

Jennie watched him try to push him off and cheered, "Hahaha! Get him, Tony!"

#bts 8th member #jungkook x oc #bangtan boys #bts #the bangtan gal #bts additional member #bts fanfic #bts fluff #jungkook scenarios #jungkook imagine #bts imagine #bts scenarios #bts eighth member #bts added member #kpop black oc #kpop female oc #kpop fluff #ambw kpop #kpop fanfic #jungkook fluff #bts female addition #bts female member #bts female oc #rm fluff #namjoon fluff

[vegitoswife-archive]

Vegito x Reader Collection

PART 2 - SHOPPING (read all the parts here!)

If one thought buying groceries when you lived with a Saiyan would be pricey…they were right.

Pushing one of the carts that was filled to the brim through the isle, you watched in weariness as Vegito pushed the other with one hand, using his other to grab more food items from the surrounding shelves to toss into it. You were thankful over he already knowing what the both of you relatively needed, but the sheer amount because of his appetite was always brutal on your wallet.

Granted, you both did split the bill, but you had to pay more of it than he did because his own job wasn’t exactly the most generous with fulfilling paychecks. A certain hot-headed matriarch that lived on a mountain with his youngest half son, demanded most of the cut from his farming duty. It was very fortunate that his other children were either already adults and could care for themselves, or had a wealthy mother who co-operated one of the biggest companies in the world.

But, you wouldn’t ever blame him for the circumstances in his life, nor for how much of a bottomless pit his stomach genuinely seemed at times. Neither was his fault.

“We need more bread, right?” His voice snapped you out of your reverie.

“Yes. But, please put it in the seat this time, so it doesn’t get crushed.”

“Yeah yeah, I know.” His brown eyes roll as he answered with a dismissive tone, which you couldn’t help but snicker at. On the last shopping trip, your oh-so observant boyfriend placed the bread you bought right into the cart with all the other items, and even placed more on top of it, which soon ended in it getting squashed. He didn’t care all that much, but you weren’t too happy eating unintentionally-flat bread.

You followed his lead, pushing the heavy cart with some difficulty as he headed over towards the bakery section of the supermarket. It was after you moved out of the isle, when you noticed a few people looking intently at Vegito while he pushed the other cart down the white tiles with no effort. Your eyes could have been playing tricks on you, but your gut told you that there was no mistaking the ogling they were doing.

It wasn’t like you were surprised. You of course knew full well how attractive he was. But it often irked you when others also took notice, even though you knew it shouldn’t…

Your steadily rising irritation spiked when some shoppers passed by in front of you, briefly cutting you off and forcing you to wait until they were out of the way. Looking around, you realized you lost sight of Vegito, but this didn’t trouble you. You knew where he was going, so it was only a matter of getting there and making sure he didn’t put the bread where it would get crushed again.

You continued pushing your cart, and eventually, you passed by a small group of women gushing over “that handsome, tailed man” and his “beautiful earrings”. Convinced you knew just who they were talking about, self-consciousness reared its ugly head up once again, and you tried to not entertain the possibility of you not being a worthy companion to the universe’s strongest fighter. You’ve done it too many times in the past, especially because you yourself hardly ever received such attention. Vegito shone so much brighter, charming people and engulfing you simultaneously, to the point you questioned why you were even there at all.

You were distracted from the bile rising in your throat when you walked by an isle filled with candy, and saw only Vegito standing there with the second cart. He was looking over something, and you wasted no time in approaching him.

“Gito? Why are you here?” The supermarket’s bakery was their next destination, and despite how ravenous he could be, the Saiyan didn’t eat confectionary that often. He enjoyed the sugary flavors, but the sweets tended to not agree with his stomach, usually leading to some very…smelly results.

He faced you with a soft grin, and held out what he was holding.

“I saw there was candy here, and thought to get you the kind you like. It’s this, right?”

You suddenly felt a gentle, soothing warmth spread throughout your body. The corners of your lips curled upwards uncontrollably, and you accepted the offered candy, fingers brushing against his own as you did so. In that moment, seeing him do something as little as remember your favorite sweet and choosing to get it for you just to do it, you had forgotten about what was plaguing your thoughts minutes before.

No matter if you were unremarkable to others, Vegito cared a lot about you. That was more than enough.

#vegito x reader collection #( i still dont have pt 3 finished but i'll post it whenever i do ) #vegito x reader #x reader #x reader fanfiction #dragon ball x reader #my writing

[aetherith]

Time to talk about something that makes me really, really upset.

I feel like I’m always seeing posts on the internet (everywhere but especially on YouTube) speculating that certain characters will die. I’ve seen this for many characters, but most commonly Hunter and next Luz. And gosh, does this piss me off.

Both Hunter and Luz are representation to a group of people to some degree (Bi, neurodivergent, PTSD, abuse victim) and it would send a really awful message to kill them off, especially in a show like this that acknowledges the importance of representation to groups of people. There is no narrative purpose to kill off either character that wouldn't entirely contradict their character arc/the themes of their story and damage the audience that is being represented. Plus, in a show like the Owl House I highly doubt they would kill off a kid. People always bring up the Amphibia argument but the kids that die are brought back in one way or another and it's an entirely different show with different themes. ALSO Dana won't break up Lumity after fighting so hard for them and it would make no sense to kill off Hunter right after Huntlow became a thing.

Literally what narrative purpose would it serve to kill Hunter or Luz off? This might be a shocker to some of you, but a good author doesn’t kill off a character because they can or because it’s sad, but because it serves a narrative purpose and/or concludes the character’s story. To kill off either of these characters (and many others in TOH) would come straight out of nowhere and be completely catastrophic towards the representation heavy center of TOH. Dana didn’t make these characters so that underrepresented groups (and people in general) could connect to them just to kill them off.

Also I hate the underlying idea in a lot of the messages I see that Hunter can get killed off because he’s a white male who is canonically attracted to a person of the opposite gender and also worked for Belos. Like, while Luz and Amity get a lot of people who think they’ll die, I see a lot of people frequently argue against it because of their LGBTQ+ rep/Dana fought so hard for them. Which is absolutely amazing. But believe it or not, LGBTQ+ rep isn’t the only rep that exists. It’s undeniably important but there is SO MUCH other rep in TOH that goes under the radar by most of the fandom. And oh my gosh does it drive me insane. For example, Huntlow is frequently hated upon because it is a straight ship (to be clear if you don’t ship Huntlow that’s perfectly fine, I’m just talking about this particular reason). Are you aware of how absolutely groundbreaking it is to see a plus sized girl get with the guy she likes without having to become thinner. He just likes her right away? And are you aware of how ostracized people with scarring as heavy as Hunter’s are? People who have so many scars are frequently seen as ugly or scary.

Hunter isn’t going to die. Dana has taken an incredible amount of care is giving good representation to people groups who don’t have it as much. So tell me, do you really think that Hunter, the heavily scarred neurodivergent abuse victim with PTSD, is the most likely to get killed off because he isn’t representation? Do you think that in this show that places it’s values on making the audience feel seen will kill off Hunter because the people who connect to him aren’t important enough to get rep? Am I as a victim of trauma/PTSD not allowed to see the character with PTSD get a happy ending? Do you REALLY think that letting the abuse victim get killed by his abuser is a brilliant idea? Wow, you’re such a genius, I guess I’m never watching the TV shows you make if you think that.

I’m sick of people thinking that LGBTQ+ rep is the only rep that matters in TOH. It reeks of ableism, just saying.

#the owl house luz #the owl house hunter #the owl house #toh luz #toh hunter #toh #representation #small rant #ableism #tw abuse #ptsd #fandom #toh fandom

[yeahimwiththeband]

-> with the band chapter 1

warning: romance, 18+ minors DNI due to smut in later chapters; also, people pleasing, anxiety, codependency (not with harry), huge amounts of really ugly fabric from the 60s, repression. not for larries :( 

A/N: this is a slow burn love story. and my first story post on tumblr! i’ve won some writing contests but haven’t ever written anything this long. feedback so so so welcome. 

word count: 2.1k

just listen to it

Izzy reread the message on her phone, confused. Her best friend Meg was begging now: her texts had gotten desperate. Meg was never up this late and she never sent her songs. What was she up to?

Izzy opened the song Meg sent and hit play: she gave it a few seconds, and a lone beat cut across her room. It was the hottest day of the year, and Izzy lifted one foot, then the other, to help them breathe in her room’s old shag carpeting, feeling the soft air from outside across her soles. The beat was joined by a single guitar and seemed to melt into the summer air. It was dark and hypnotic, with a low hum that floated underneath the melody. Izzy tried to imagine the lead singer, lips together, making the sound that filled her bedroom.

Wednesday night in August, one of the last weeks of the summer. Her mom was out, but she would be back soon. Izzy leaned out her bedroom window, checking for signs of her parents’ car; the street was silent, the air thick and humid. Izzy took a deep breath. She had three secrets now—two hidden in her closet—that no one knew, except her best friend.

She always meant to do something exciting when her parents were out. Tonight, Izzy disappointed herself again: her big rebellion was an extra bowl of cereal. They would be home any minute. 

Izzy hated that she was 24 and still listening for her mom coming up the stairs. 

She went back to her laptop. Izzy scrolled Pinterest, colorful pins of interesting people doing colorful, beautiful things flying past: pretty towns where you could walk everywhere, big groups picnics in big city parks, girls in bands, dresses she had nowhere to wear. Izzy had spent a long time living in her laptop, but she could feel that tonight, something was different: something had been building all summer. Her phone pinged again and she read the text message from Meg, her best friend: concert tomorrow??? you said stay up, this is staying up

Meg was 25 and married and happy and had all the things. House, electric car, and pretty soon, a baby, probably. She had done everything right. She asked her husband out in university, in a lecture she and Izzy took together, just like that. Izzy had watched her do it, stunned. Meg just walked over, smiled, said something about coffee after class, and that was it. Meg said she had been rejected by guys many times before and you just had to get used to it. Izzy didn’t really believe her—someone as beautiful as Meg, rejected? Meg said it was the price of admission for dating. Izzy thought it was pretty transparently pity/advice. Surely, someone would come and find her. That’s what Izzy hoped for, but at the same time, in some part of her, Izzy knew that hope was expectation without reason. Realizing that had been the beginning of the three secrets. 

She missed him. Her ex, from... last year? God, it had been a whole year. She tried to shake it off, disgusted with herself, but she couldn't help it. 

The feeling of his hands on her hips sometimes washed over her in moments like this—his fingers in her mouth, his teeth on her neck—when she was alone in her room, another night in. 

A moment of self awareness burst through: Roger? She missed Roger? This was bad. She had to get out. She could almost see The Boulder in the middle of her room, the flaw so excruciating he broke up with her the second she told him about it. The Boulder wouldn’t go away on its own. And she wanted it gone. 

Izzy’s phone pinged again. It was one of the two dating apps she played with on her phone. Using up almost all of her energy, she opened the app and read the message:

wyd?

wanna come over

My mom’s asleep ;)

It was from someone named Noah, who Izzy had never spoken to before—Izzy didn’t even remember matching him. WTF? She closed the app. 

Meg was part of a club called the marrieds—at least, that’s what Izzy called them in her head. Girls just a little older who seemed to have figured it out years ago, populated by Lauren (tall, serious soccer player, serious anxiety), Olivia (tiny, yogi, “wellness lifestyle coach”), and Mia (former friend of her cousin Lydia, former lunatic). Sometimes, it seemed like a club she wouldn’t ever get to join.

Izzy stood and went to her mirror. It was something her mom had put in her room, just like everything else that was there. She still - still! - lived with her parents, above the clothing store where she had worked since high school. It was a small, stripmall town near a big city she went into once a year if she was lucky. 

Izzy looked at herself in the mirror, still in her work drip. Or anti-drip. 100% polyester. Beige. She tucked her hair behind her ears and contemplated her reflection. She had tried to turn the outfit into a clean girl look with some gold earrings, but it wasn’t working—it could never work! The skirt and blouse and vest (yes, a vest) were fucking crazy: ruffles, epaulets, buttons - and not like those cool, 80s buttons people are wearing - it was like something from the uncool part of the 80s. The part her parents were still stuck in. She didn’t hate her body or her face; she had done the work on body acceptance, against all odds (the odds being her parents). But did anyone look good in beige ruffles? Like, anyone alive? Why did she have to wear these things every day? Why couldn’t the store sell something from the last 10 years?

She had tried—she had gently hinted to her mother that they might consider some new suppliers. But her mom wanted to please her own mother, who had selected the suppliers herself when she opened the store. The relationships with the designers were long, decades long. And they still had customers; it’s just that they were older and older, and fewer and fewer, each year. Izzy had been named for her grandmother, Isabella, who came her with nothing and built a store and a business with her bare hands. Her mother ran the store, and someday, it would be passed on to Izzy. She had gone to university for business for that purpose, with minors in literature and music - really, those subjects were more than half her classes. Izzy had always told her mom that she wanted to take over the store and loved to work there, and her mom had no reason to believe otherwise.

Izzy went to the door of her room and cracked it open, looking down the hallway both ways. Her parents door was right next to hers. The hallway was empty. 

She couldn’t hear anything. 

She walked over to her closet.

Her phone pinged again: come on, music babe! maybe they’ll pull us up on stage and you can solo, lol

Another ping: Her BeReal alarm. Izzy looked around her room, and smiled, laughing a bit at herself. What was there to take a photo of? A photo of her cousin Lydia popped up: one tit almost out of her shirt, mid-twerk, at a party of some sort. Like a normal person her age.

Another message from Meg: so?? have you gotten to the chorus yet?????

Izzy listened cautiously, and not hearing her parent’s car in the drive or feet on the stairs, she turned up the song Meg had sent. It was good, actually. Really good. Holy shit, it was like Queen by Perfume Genius but better—it sounded like summer. Like a summer not in her room in her parent’s house. She checked the title: it was something by Harry Styles, who she hadn’t listened to a ton before. Truthfully, she had been kind of living under a rock and hadn’t crawled back out after the pandemic. 

That voice.

Raspy and strong, the voice was crying out for something. Izzy eyed her closet.

She paused to listen for her parents one more time, then creaked the closet’s old accordion doors open. She had to use her whole bodyweight to shift aside the heavy hangers of polyester, the many leaden and sunken ruffles in beige, brown, and black. Her whole wardrobe was from the family store. Anything else was a betrayal. But Izzy had betrayed her family for the first time this year, and the dress had arrived this morning.

She took the dress out. The betrayal was green and short and in a natural fabric that didn’t make her fingers itch, with an open back so her skin could breathe.

She stuffed the package it came in further back in the closet as a reflexive precaution.

She held it up in front of herself in the mirror, putting the hanger over her head. It was beautiful. It made her look her actual age. It was a dress you could go on a date in. Where some guy might ask you out for a drink or dinner or maybe one of those carnival dates - a date everyone had seemed to have been on, except for her, with cotton candy, a ferris wheel, and a cheap stuffed bear won at a huge cost at a booth.

Izzy picked up her phone and turned up the song again. She opened the message from Meg. She replied: yes. let’s goooo.

She didn’t hear the car pull in.

Meg immediately texted back: wait, what? really? HIGH KEY THRILLED. Several skulls followed. Meg explained the band: it sounded like Perfume Genius but like better and the drummer was a snack but their new lead guitarist was a WHOLE MEAL and the opening girl band was supposed to be super amazing. Meg wrote several paragraphs about the drummer, and mentioned that Lydia had invited her, and none of the other marrieds could make it (sad face). Meg seriously stanned Harry Styles. 

Light flooded across the back of the mirror; Izzy gasped, her door was open. She peered around the mirror to see her mother’s soft silhouette illuminated by the hall light behind her.

“Izzy? You’re still up?” She took a step forward.

“Just about to go to sleep. Let’s talk in the morning, I’m beat,” Izzy countered, stepping closer to the mirror to hide the dress.

Her mom stepped forward into the room. She wore an outfit in a similar fabric, but somehow, the ruffles worked on her. Izzy had no way of hiding her dress.

Her mom’s mouth dropped open. “That’s not from the store.”

“Sorry,” Izzy said, reflexively. She turned toward her mother, blocking as much of the open closet as possible.

Her mother looked the dress up and down. She smiled - a painful smile, the one she put on when her heart was breaking. Izzy fought every instinct she had to make up a story, about how the dress was delivered here by mistake, or how Meg had given it to her, and the clothes from the store were so much better. But Izzy had been trying to tell the truth lately, or more - not just blurt out any lie to mollify whoever she was trying to please at that moment.

They could hear the TV flick on downstairs. Izzy knew her dad was on the sofa, beer in hand. Her parents had never gone to bed at the same time, at least not in Izzy’s memory. The TV was always the same: some old man yelling about the woke mob and Roe v Wade. Every time Izzy tried to gently talk to her father, something came spilling out of him that was worse than she could have imagined he believed. You have a daughter, Izzy wanted to say. How could you think that?

Her mom was now looking around her daughter, toward the open closet, where the second secret was hiding. Izzy took the hanger from around her neck, put it back in the closet, and closed the doors.

“I might have to close early tomorrow. I’m going to a concert with Meg.”

“Oh, okay. Mrs. Shepherd is coming in after her shift—the dress for her daughter’s wedding. I can take that one.”

“Thank you,” said Izzy. And then, it just came out, involuntarily: “It’s an indoor concert and I needed something really light, because apparently it can get up to, like, a hundred inside. I didn’t want to ruin something nice from the store.”

“Ah,” her mom said. She seemed to relax a bit. She stepped back toward the door, and they said their goodnights. 

Izzy listened to her footsteps as they faded down the hall. She looked down at her phone, to group chat she was now in with Lydia and Meg. Izzy felt guilt swelling in her stomach like a cramp. Maybe she should cancel. She should take the appointment with Mrs. Shepherd. Her mom would be run off her feet; she looked so tired.

see you in the PIT! the pit is where it all happens, Lydia wrote.

how much do I owe you for the tickets? Izzy replied. Her mother’s “that’s not from the store” was echoing in her mind. Maybe the price would be too high and she could get out of it that way. She started preparing her excuse text, something she had turned into an art: “that’s a bit out of my budget for now, but you guys have a great time and take soooo many photos for me.” She should be given an honorary degree in excuse texts. It was such as spontaneous plan, she hadn’t had the notice to mention a headache a few days before, building to an illness that would make an easy out.

they were freeeeeee no cap. you’re friends with a mega influencer, Lydia wrote. To Izzy’s knowledge, Lydia had about 4,372 followers and followed more than 10,000 people.

see you on the floor tomorrowwww 7 PM do not BE LATE this is love on tour not a drill

Izzy grinned—she couldn’t help it. A thick breeze swept in from outside. She went over to her closet and peeked at her dress, the green standing out like a single flower in a field of sun bleached grass.

Every secret was another room she could live in. And she could decorate those rooms any way she liked, and dance in them, and invite just who she wanted into them. She had two secrets left, and she wanted more. She wanted to build an entire house with them, a house of her own.

She put her headphones in, turned the song up again, and played it from the beginning.

chapter 2

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Secret Santa Fic: I Think We Are Going To Be Friends

@istanrandomfandoms I was your secret Santa! Thank you to @songtam for hosting this!

So, uh fun fact: I currently am on vacation and as such can not properly ensure that my formatting is correct. So I apologize if this looks terrible.

Quick summary/trigger warnings: Dex hosts Jensi, Fitz, Keefe, and Tam over for a sleepover. Dex is an anxious person and worries over whether or not they actually want to be there. TW are probably for a non-graphic description of a possible panic attack that is warded off, some intrusive thoughts and a few swears here and there.

Uh, a few notes that are totally optional: I actually have never been to a sleepover so I apologize for any inaccuracies. Also, this is not the most accurate description of anything, so take this all with a grain of salt. And I still can’t end things or make good titles.

So enjoy all 2k words of this!

Dex didn’t know how he got stuck being the one who held most of the hangouts for the guys. After all, he wasn’t the best student or the most popular or the most social. He couldn’t even promise a quiet place to study.

Of course, there were a few possibilities as to why. Dex’s house was the one closest to their school. Dex had the best snacks. Dex has the best study method.

The most likely was simple because Dex’s parents were the best of the group. Tam, Fitz, and Keefe all had distant and harsh parents and too big, empty and quiet houses. And Jensi’s parents had been cold to them ever since they caught going to the musical meetings.

Dex’s house, on the contrary, was full of love and noise. It was big, but it felt full to the brim. There was a warmth that was missing from the others.

No matter what the reasoning was, Dex’s house was the unofficial-official hangout place.

Friday was one of the many times that this was brought into play. The guys were coming over that night, and they were having a sleepover. They were definitely going to do homework, but they were also going to do activities like watch movies and talk.

This wasn’t the first one Dex had hosted a sleepover, but it was the first time he had so many people at one. He loathed to admit it, but he was nervous. Dex knew that was normal, but he felt like it was admitting weakness.

But it was all going to go well. If Dex believed that, then it had a higher chance of going well. That was the idea, right?

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This was a terrible idea. The sleepover was going to go all wrong. Everyone was going to hate him for it. Nothing Dex could do was right.

These were some of the thoughts that were racing through Dex’s head the day of the sleepover. It was a train of thought that Dex tried to avoid, but he couldn’t always avoid it.

It wasn’t even anything that serious. He just had heard some kids talking about how boring sleepovers were during physics.

“I hate going to sleepovers. Seriously, it’s basically just watching a movie and sleeping. We could just do it during the day,” was what some kid in physics said. There were a good amount of other kids who agreed.

That comment allowed all the anxieties Dex had buried down in his head to rear their ugly heads.

He didn’t want some of the only people who tolerated him to start resenting him. Sure, they were only friends since Sophie was his cousin, and they didn’t feel the need to be close friends with him.

Unfortunately, it meant that they were only hanging out with Dex outside of when they had to make Sophie happy.

Therefore, if Dex screwed the sleepover up, then the other guys would probably not want to hang out with Dex for any other reason that they could avoid.

So Dex had to make sure not to screw up the first big sleepover he ever had.

Everything was counting on him!

He wasn’t sure he could do it.

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The time for the sleepover had finally arrived, and Dex didn’t feel prepared at all for it.

Sure, he had prepared his bedroom (that really was the size of a small apartment) with as many snacks and blankets as he could get away with. And he had as many movies as he could find all by the tv he had, and he even managed to convince the triplets that they weren’t to disturb them.

Therefore, Dex had no real reason to be nervous. But he was. And it didn’t make sense.

Dex couldn’t afford to make any huge mistakes, and he would barely get away with all the small ones he would make. But he had to try and not destroy the friendships he had.

Ding Dong.

The first person was here. Dex raced downstairs towards the door, hoping that he would get there first.

Unfortunately, Dex’s mom got to the door first. Dex was almost at the foyer when he saw Tam and Keefe’s faces.

“Hi, Dex!” greeted Keefe. “Long time no see. How you doing?”

“I’m good,” Dex replied. He motioned his mom to go away, but she didn’t seem to get the message. “How are you guys?”

Tam shrugged. “Fine. We walked here together. Fitz and Jensi are coming soon.”

Dex nodded perhaps a bit too vigorously. He exclaimed just a tad too loud, “Sweet!” Dex then felt himself blushing. He did not have to be that loud.

Thankfully, Tam and Keefe didn’t seem to bothered by it.

“Why don’t you guys go up to Dex’s room?” Dex’s mom requested.

“Sure!” replied Keefe. “Come on, you guys! I want to see how Dex’s room was set up!”

Tam nodded. “Okay. Mrs. Dizzne, can you send Jensi and Fitz upstairs when they ge-“

There were three knocks heard from the door, and Dex made his way to open it this time. Standing in the door way was Fitz and Jensi.

“Hello,” Fitz greeted. “I see we’re the last ones here.”

“Yeah, we are,” Jensi agreed.

“Hi, guys. We were just about to go to my room, if that’s okay with everyone,” Dex explained. He really wanted to get away from his mother’s gaze and back to the safety of his room.

Dex trodden up the stairs, and the others followed.

“I have to warn you guys that it’s a bit messy,” Dex stated just before he opened the door to his room.

“That’s okay. My room is also a mess,” Jensi chuckled.

Opening the door, Dex gave his room just one more glance. He regretted not taking down all his posters, but at least all of his clothes were put away.

“Can I sit on the bed?” Fitz asked. He pulled his bag closer to his chest. Dex remembered that Fitz never really asked for things.

“Sure,” Dex chirped. “I call floor.” While the floor had multiple blankets, it wasn’t the most comfortable place to sleep. Dex had actually planned to take it so the others didn’t have to.

“Cool, I call the couch,” Keefe announced. He took Tam’s hand, and dragged him to the coach with him. Dex had to admit that Tam’s angry expression was pretty hilarious.

Tam glared at Keefe. “What are you doing? I can just sleep on the floor.”

“What? Lord Hunky Hair not good enough for you?”

Tam kicked Keefe as he moved towards the floor. “You kick in your sleep.”

Tam put his sleeping bag on the floor next to Dex. “Dex, I am joining you on the floor.”

“Sure,” Dex squeaked. Dex hoped he didn’t kick Tam in his sleep.

“I guess I got the hammock?” Jensi asked rhetorically. They simply sighed as he put his bag on the hammock before sitting.

There was silence as the teens got themselves settled. Dex could not figure out if it was comfortable or not.

Eventually, Fitz broke it.

“So what do you guys want to do?” Fitz inquired. Dex felt cold shame fill him. He had things they could do planned, but he quickly realized that they were super embarrassingly juvenile.

“Well, could we play truth or dare?” Tam suggested, tongue between teeth. “I think that could be fun.”

“Sure!” Dex cried. He then realized that he might have sounded a bit too enthusiastic. He hoped that no one would judge him for that.

The teens sat on the floor in a circle. Fortunately, Dex had the foresight to make sure his carpet was clean.

“I call going first!” Jensi yelled. “Keefe, truth or dare?”

“Uh, dare obviously,” Keefe replied.

Jensi’s face scrunched up in mock concentration. “How about you do a cartwheel?”

Keefe recoiled. “Why?” he whined. “You know that I can’t do that.”

Jensi chuckled. “Should have thought of that earlier!”

Keefe grumbled, but he got up reluctantly. He walked a good distance away, and put his hands in the air. Lowering them, he stumbled and fell on his face. Dex laughed along with the others. It was pretty comical, after all.

“See guys?” Keefe asked rhetorically. “I don’t know how to do one.”

Keefe eventually moved back to the circle. “Tam, truth or dare?”

“Truth,” Tam stated.

Keefe rubbed his hands together. “Alright then. If you had to take someone in this room on a date, who would you take?”

Tam responded, “Not you. Maybe Fitz?” Tam tapped his chin. “He doesn’t talk during movies, unlike the rest of you. He isn’t as annoying either.”

“Thank you for the compliment,” Fitz responded. “I will hold it close to me.” The other guys started laughing, but it took Dex a few minutes to realize that Fitz was being sarcastic.

“Alright, who's the next victim?” Jensi asked after they finally calmed down.

“Dex,” Tam announced. Dex felt his palms become instantly ten times more sweaty, if that was even possible.

“Uh…Truth?” Dex mumbled.

“Alright,” Tam replied. “Why are your hands shaking? They have been since we got here.”

Well, there went Dex’s plan of keeping his anxiety hidden. He should have really expected that.

Dex figured that his best choice was to just be honest.

“Well, you know how it is. Anxiety and all that stuff. I’m used to it,” Dex joked. Surely if he made it sound like it wasn’t a big deal, then they wouldn’t treat it like a big deal. That was pretty sound logic.

Apparently it was not, if the others' faces were anything to go by.

“Dex.” Fritz’s voice sounded choked. “You shouldn’t be used to that. No one should be.”

The others nodded in agreement.

Jensi added, “If you want, we can just cancel the sleepover. It’s not worth it if it makes you anxious.”

Keefe moved towards Dex, and he grabbed Dex’s hands. Dex distantly remembered that Keefe had like some magical ability that allowed him to figure out what someone was feeling if he touched them.

Keefe asked, “What do you want to do, Dex?”

Dex couldn’t grasp a solid thought. Every thing in his head was moving too fast and too slow all at once. He could not fuck this up. He just couldn’t.

Everyone was going to leave him since he messed up and he is a human disaster who doesn’t deserve things and why didhethinkthiswasagoodidea????

“DEX!” a voice shouted. Dex realized that he was breathing very heavily and his eyes were closed. There were hands holding his hands.

Dex forced his eyes open. Sitting in front of him was still Keefe. Keefe who was safe.

“Are you back with us?” Keefe asked softly. Dex gave a small nod in response. He didn’t trust his voice.

“Alright. Mind explaining what just happened?” Keefe inquired. Keefe’s voice was soft and kind. It was a trick. Keefe was trying to let his guard down.

Dex was powerless against his desires to let his guard down. He rationalized it by thinking that at least he would be able to be free from the pretenders.

“Why do you keep hanging out with me when Sophie’s not here? Sophie is the best person ever, and I am just her messed cousin who is obsessed with tech. I can’t barely get through the first hour of a sleepover without breaking down. Why do you keep coming back for me?” Dex’s voice broke saying the last sentence, his voice barely above a whisper. Dex’s hands found their way into his hair and were pulling at his red locks.

Jensi spoke up. “Hey man. Why would we do that? We like you for you. Not because of Sophie. Not because of anyone else. We like you for you.”

Dex looked up towards the other two. Tam had a sad look on his face, and Fitz was nodding.

Tam added, “I became your friend since you were interesting. I don’t became friends with people just because we have a mutual friend. They have to earn it.”

Fitz gave Dex a perplexed look. “I don’t understand how you didn’t know that we wouldn’t be here if we were not friends. Why would you sleep over at someone’s house if they are not your friend?”

Dex started crying, but this time his tears were of happiness.

Maybe they were lying. But Dex wanted to believe that they were telling the truth.

“Thanks guys,” Dex choked out.

“You’re welcome,” Tam responded, and the others gave similar replies.

Dex gave a small grin and asked, “So, Jensi. Truth or dare?”

The teens laughed and continued their game. The sounds of laughter would continue on for the rest of their lives.

#kotlc #kotlc dex #kotlc keefe #kotlc tam #kotlc fitz #Kotlc jensi #kotlc secret santa 2022 #tw panic attack #tw anxiety #tw swearing #sleepover fic #hope you enjoy!

[changelingbaby]

OCs? 👀 i typically dont send these in cuz it's too much reading for me so I'll give you random ones! 3 7 25 28 31 35 41 A D E H gimme the deets!!!!

OH my god okay. i dont know who to do this for so i'll just do it for nate because he's (kind of) the protagonist (under read more)

3. How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

nate has adhd so he either stays up really late without realizing and crashes or he tries to go to bed at a reasonable hour and lays awake staring at the ceiling Thinking for three hours before he crashes. i imagine he tries to listen to podcasts like The Daily so he can be informed but it's so goddamn boring for him and he tires himself out trying to focus

7. What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

i think he has a huge amount of nostalgia for the simple pleasures of childhood and he actively tries to trigger it so like. getting an ice cream cone and walking by the creek. bringing frozen peas to the duck pond. that kind of thing. he and his mom are very close but unfortunately she's a nurse and has to work a lot/at odd hours so while he associates these things from childhood with her he doesn't get to do them with her now a lot :(

25. What are their thoughts on marriage? 

he is a hopeless romantic and also a hopeless queer who fully recognizes the capricious and tentative state of marriage rights for many people/groups and so he absolutely wants to get married one day so that he and his spouse have like. rights. but also he wants the most fairy tale wedding of all time

28.  Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?

uhh. hmm. no? no. but he'd have to think about it. ultimately he always wants the truth. also the start of the book is his best friend dying in a car crash (that he is also in) and no one believing him that she's still alive (they never find a body) and everyone thinks he is choosing a pretty lie over an ugly truth but in fact he is right!! so. it's a complicated question is my point.

31.  Who are they the most glad to have met? 

oh god uh. i mean all of their friends. girl #1 (her name Will begin with an A i just haven't decided yet) is his best friend. jude is his second best friend as in they met each other second. and girl #2 is also his best friend (but they met last). i think he would have to default to A just because his life would be drastically different if they had never met. but he would never really choose.

35. How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive? 

SOOOOOO excited this boy is an anti-negativity FREAK he LOVES getting hyped about things he's never even heard of before. i mean when he met jude and jude mentioned he wanted to play DnD nate immediately was like A and i will campaign with you we'll try anything once. he is truly just a life enjoyer he does not believe in cringe or mockery or 'friendly' teasing

41. How do they feel about children? 

he is. 16. and he has no idea. like, he likes them, but does he want them? he has no fucking idea. maybe! he also doesn't know what he wants to do when he grows up and since he's good with kids he wonders about maybe going into teaching or something but. working with kids is so depressing and he doesn't know if he could do it lol.

A) Why are you excited about this character?

uh you know how people talk about taking ray-of-sunshine characters and grinding them into dust? yeah that's me about nate. i love him. and i'm going to make him suffer. so bad. but he is absolutely a "i fucking earned my happiness" character so he goes through this entire epic hard journey just to prove everyone wrong and save his friend and earn his smile back because something TERRIBLE happens to him and he refuses to be beat down.

D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?

i don't always have clear ideas of how my characters look but uh well. he is a dark haired green eyed boy w light pale skin and that has not changed since the very moment of his inception. (jude, on the other hand.)

E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

oh god nate is too good for me. i mean yes i would absolutely get along with him and he'd get along with me for a while, but i just know i would eventually be too mean and he'd be. so disappointed in me. ╥﹏╥

H) What trait do you admire most?

his endless fucking optimism!!!! and perseverance!!!! he does not ever take 'no' for an answer and he refuses to let his mental health get him down. he always prioritizes his and his friends' health over any outside forces like grades and college apps and parental pressure and, you know, the crushing weight of being alive, and social media et cetera. he's not a toxic-positivity person, he will absolutely let himself grieve and feel negative emotions, but he is a King at understanding emotional balance and taking care of himself/his friends/his family.

thank you for sending these in this was so fun!! excellent character exploration <3

#ask #mine #THANK YOU!!! i love nate a lot he's very fun to write #to be clear. he is Very Angry as well esp after his friend 'dies' . and he's stubborn as fuck. #but he is also a smiley sunshiney BABY #hell0mega

[spongebob-connoisseur]

are we just getting to a point in spongebob hate that people are now just scraping the bottom of the barrel on hating fan content and not actual official stuff and claiming the creator wouldn’t like it like bruh i am already tired of people assuming what hillenburg would’ve wanted after he passed away but going after fan content creators is not cool and i seen someone call it fugly in the comments man people are just so attached to their idealized nostalgia that they have to call a simply appreciated piece of fan work by a social media account “fucking ugly” how low will these people go

have people heard of things called “art styles”

Oh they're definitely scraping at the bottom of the barrel. Its easier to just filter it out because there's no point of really doing anything.

Tbh stuff that's posted on the official spongebob accounts, no matter the content, gets a lot of hate unless it's jacking off the nostalgia of episodes from 20+ years ago.

Like one time they featured a black cosplayer using these spongebob collab makeup products and people went insane and called her slurs, the SB insta account eventually had to take the video down.

People are just shitty and regardless of the facts that are available, they still rather think they're fighting for Hillenburg when they're actually disrespecting him more. Tbh I just wish they'd stop. I'm sure he would have loved that spongebob scene reanimated.

I get there's a hate train specifically towards SU and anything SU adjacent hence why they hate that fan reanimated scene. But why don't you just come out saying you simply dislike it and that's just your personal opinion? You have to spin this in a way like "oh they're disrespecting Hillenburg blah blah blah" that's so dishonest and honestly cowardly.

I honestly feel sorry for the person who made it. They were probably just having fun and felt so honored when the official SB accounts offered to feature their fan creations on their page. Only to get bombarded with hate. And when it comes with these groups of people, you can pretty much guarantee that they got slurs and death threats hurdled their way as well.

The art style isn't bad. I'm not a fan of it but holy shit, it reminds me of the drama that happened around turning red. At this point you need to touch grass if you're acting this way over ART STYLES.

I'm willing to guarantee that if spongebob came out today, it would've gotten an INSANE amount of hate for its unusual art style. Could you imagine people picking apart spongebob like they do with modern cartoons? "Why is spongebob drawn differently in every episode??" "Why is there fire under water??" "There's no continuity, its just garbage that will rot your brain" relax man. Its just a cartoon.

Honestly it would've been more tolerable if it was just that. Now they're just using a dead man as a prop for their rage which is 100000% worse. And somehow they think they're doing the right thing too?? That's insanity.

This kinda reminds me. There was thie SB review of the 3rd movie that kept popping up in my feed on youtube and the first few minutes is nothing but "they went behind Hillenburg's back to make this movie" "he would've hated this movie" "this disrespects Hillenburg" could you at least critique the movie?? Also this mocie was in production since 2016. Hillenburg was WELL aware of this movie and worked on it for as much as he can. Honestly his death wasn't that far from when the movie was completed. Sponge on the run's release was just delayed sooooo many times.

Idk the dishonesty and bullshit people do for the sake of nostalgia is honestly scary. Imagine blatantly lying like that.

#Ask #spongebob #spongebob squarepants #the spongebob connoisseur #sb #spongebon squarepants #spongebob meme

[dfroza]

the Spirit is preparing an Ark of safety for the Body and Bride

(A secret heavenly elopement)

“Everything seemed completely normal until the day Noah entered the ark.”

Today’s reading of the Scriptures from the New Testament is the 17th chapter of the book of Luke:

Jesus (to His disciples): You can’t stop temptations to do wrong from coming. But how tragic it will be for the person who becomes the source of the temptation! It would be better if a millstone were hung around his neck and he were thrown into the sea, than that he should offend one of these little ones.

So each of you needs to be careful. If your brother sins [against you], confront him about it, and if he has a change of mind and heart, then forgive him. Even if he wrongs you seven times in a single day, if he turns back to you each time and says he’s sorry and will change, you must forgive him.

The Lord’s Emissaries: We don’t have enough faith for this! Help our faith to grow!

Jesus (pointing to a nearby mulberry tree): It’s not like you need a huge amount of faith. If you just had faith the size of a single, tiny mustard seed, you could say to this huge tree, “Pull up your roots and replant yourself in the sea,” and it would fly through the sky and do what you said. So even a little faith can accomplish the seemingly impossible.

Imagine this scenario. You have a servant—say he’s been out plowing a field or taking care of the sheep—and he comes in hot and sweaty from his work. Are you going to say, “You poor thing! Come in and sit down right away”? Of course not! Wouldn’t you be more likely to say, “First, cook my supper and set the table, and then after I’ve eaten, you can get something to eat and drink for yourself”? And after your servant has done everything you told him to do, are you going to make a big deal about it and thank him? [I don’t think so!] Now apply this situation to yourselves. When you’ve done everything I’m telling you to do, just say, “We’re servants, unworthy of extra consideration or thanks; we’re just doing our duty.”

Jesus was still pressing toward Jerusalem, taking a road that went along the border between Samaria (considered undesirable territory) and Galilee. On the outskirts of a border town along this road, He was greeted from a distance by a group of 10 people who were under quarantine because of an ugly and disgusting skin disease known as leprosy.

Lepers (shouting across the distance): Jesus, Master, show mercy to us!

Jesus: Go now and present yourselves to the priests for inspection of your disease.

They went, and before they reached the priests, their skin disease was healed, leaving no trace of the disease that scarred them and separated them from the community.

One of them, the instant he realized he had been healed, turned and ran back to Jesus, shouting praises to God. He prostrated himself facedown at Jesus’ feet.

Leper: Thank You! Thank You!

Now this fellow happened to be, not a Jew, but a Samaritan.

Jesus: Didn’t all ten receive the same healing this fellow did? Where are the other nine? Was the only one who came back to give God praise an outsider? (to the Samaritan man) Get up, and go your way. Your faith has made you healthy again.

Some Pharisees asked Jesus when the kingdom of God would come.

Jesus: The kingdom of God comes—but not with signs that you can observe. People are not going to say, “Look! Here it is!” They’re not going to say, “Look! It’s over there!” You want to see the kingdom of God? The kingdom of God is already here among you.

(to His disciples) Days are coming when you will wish you could see just one of the days of the Son of Man, but you won’t see it. People will say, “Look, it’s there!” or “Look! It’s here!” Don’t even bother looking. Don’t follow their lead. You know how lightning flashes across the sky, bringing light from one horizon to the other. That’s how the Son of Man will be when His time comes.

But first, He must face many sufferings. He must be rejected by this generation. The days of the Son of Man will be like the days of Noah. People were eating, drinking, marrying, and being given in marriage. Everything seemed completely normal until the day Noah entered the ark. Then it started raining, and soon they were all destroyed by the flood.

It was just the same in the days of Lot. People were eating, drinking, buying, selling, planting, building, and carrying on business as usual. But then came the day when Lot left Sodom—a different kind of rain began to fall, and they were all destroyed by fire and sulfur falling from the sky. That’s how it will be on the day when the Son of Man is revealed.

When that day comes, if you’re on the housetop, don’t run inside to try to save any of your belongings. If you’re in the field, don’t bother running back to the house. Remember Lot’s wife. Turning back is fatal for those who do so. If you try to hold on to your life, it will slip through your fingers; if you let go of your life, you’ll keep it. Listen, on the day of the Son of Man, two people will be asleep in bed; destruction will take one and the other will be left to survive. Two women will be grinding grain together; destruction will take one and the other will survive. [Two men will be working out in the field; destruction will overtake one and the other will survive.]

Disciples: Where, Lord?

Jesus: Where vultures circle over rotting corpses.

The Book of Luke, Chapter 17 (The Voice)

Today’s paired reading from the First Testament is the 5th chapter of the book of Genesis:

Here now is the account of Adam’s descendants. You remember, when God created humans, He made them in His own likeness. He created them male and female; and after creating them, God put a special blessing on them and named them “humanity.”

When Adam had lived 130 years, he fathered a son who looked just like him. He was Adam’s spitting image, and so resembled God too. Adam named him Seth. After Seth was born, Adam lived another 800 years, and he had other sons and daughters as well. So Adam was 930 years old when he died.

When Seth had lived 105 years, he fathered a son named Enosh. After Enosh was born, Seth lived another 807 years, and he also had other sons and daughters. He was 912 years old when he died.

When Enosh had lived 90 years, he fathered a son named Kenan. After Kenan was born, Enosh lived another 815 years, and he had other sons and daughters too. He was 905 years old when he died.

When Kenan had lived 70 years, he fathered a son named Mahalalel. After Mahalalel was born, Kenan lived another 840 years, and he had other sons and daughters. He was 910 years old when he died.

When Mahalalel had lived 65 years, he fathered a son named Jared. After Jared was born, Mahalalel lived another 830 years, and he, too, had other sons and daughters. He was 895 years old when he died.

When Jared had lived 162 years, he fathered a son named Enoch. After Enoch was born, Jared lived another 800 years, and he had other sons and daughters. He was 962 years old when he died.

When Enoch had lived 65 years, he fathered a son named Methuselah. After Methuselah was born, Enoch lived in a close relationship with God for 300 more years; he also had other sons and daughters. He lived to be 365 years old, but Enoch had such a close and intimate relationship with God that one day he just vanished—God took him.

When Methuselah had lived 187 years, he fathered a son named Lamech. After Lamech was born, Methuselah lived another 782 years, and he also had other sons and daughters. He was 969 years old when he died.

When Lamech had lived 182 years, he fathered a son named Noah. He named him this because he predicted, “From out of the ground the Eternal cursed will now come someone who will bring relief from our work and painful toil.” After Noah was born, Lamech lived another 595 years, and he had other sons and daughters. He was 777 years old when he died.

Now by the time Noah was 500 years old, he had fathered three sons: Shem, Ham, and Japheth.

The Book of Genesis, Chapter 5 (The Voice)

A note from The Voice translation:

Enoch leaves this world in an unusual way. He is taken without experiencing death. But he is not the last.

A link to my personal reading of the Scriptures for Thursday, march 7 of 2024 with a paired chapter from each Testament (the First & the New) of the Bible along with Today’s Proverbs and Psalms

A post by John Parsons that looks at the space within:

The Mishkan (i.e., "Tabernacle") exists for the space within it - for the inner sanctum of the heart. The outside of the sanctuary bounds the inside, the place where God speaks. It is the movement into the sacred place that reveals the Holy of Holies (קודש הקודשים) - the hidden glory of God and it is there that we encounter God's voice of intercession as the blood of atonement is offered, covering the tablets of the law. The inmost place of the the inmost chamber reveals God's sacrificial love given in the cross of Yeshua...

The sages contrast the Mishkan with the “Golden Calf” (i.e., egel ha’zahav: עגל הזהב) because during the time Moses was given the vision and instructions for building the sacred place on Mount Sinai, the people lost hope, rebelled, and sought a divine image to guide them.

The Golden Calf was something "improvised" that was devised by "chance." Recall that the people supplied the gold but the calf just randomly “appeared.” Aaron cast the gold into the fire and out came the calf, crudely formed by natural forces (Exod. 32:24). Unlike the Mishkan, there were no boundaries around the simplistic idol nor was there any interior spaces: the idol stood apart as its own expression and form; it was a "careless" object that had nothing to offer the heart; it was all outer form with no inner meaning...

We run the risk of idolatry when we lose sight of the inner meaning and truth of our spiritual lives. This can happen in subtle ways. For instance, we can love the Jewishness of our faith to the point where it becomes a "Golden Calf," since, after all, Jewishness is not an end in itself that stands alone, but rather serves to point to the love and truth of God given in Yeshua. The same can be said of various doctrines of practices of Christian theology or liturgy. The minute we elevate our ideas -- our "forms and meanings"-- above the presence and revelation of the Lord, we are in a state of idolatry. "Religion" or tribalism can become a source deception if it takes us away from knowing the heart of God and the truth of his passion for us.

Following Kierkegaard’s lead, let’s consider the knowledge of the Name of God (i.e., the use of our religious language) from a decidedly different perspective. Kierkegaard notes that we can “know” things in different ways. What he calls "the way of objectivity" concerns itself with what is reflected upon as a "thing". In the case of religious language, the concern would be whether this form of language, this word, this utterance, “represents” the true God. Knowing the Name of God "objectively," then, is about truth, power, invocation, etc. To the objectivist, knowing the Name is about Hebrew letters, about sounds, about symbols, and ultimately about obtaining some kind of spiritual power... On the other hand, what Kierkegaard calls "the way of subjectivity" concerns the "how" or “mode” in which our language relates to God. Only when we use language relating to God in a "God-relation," that is, in worship, humility, and abandonment to the glory of God, do we properly "speak" the Name of the LORD.

Here’s how he once (provocatively) put this idea:

“If someone lives in the midst of Christianity and enters, with knowledge of the true idea of God, the house of God, the house of the true God, and prays, but prays in untruth, and if someone lives in an idolatrous land but prays with all the passion of infinity, although his eyes are resting upon the image of an idol – where, then, is there more truth? The one prays in truth to God although he is worshiping an idol; the other prays in untruth to the true God and is therefore in truth worshiping an idol.” (Concluding Unscientific Postscript: 1846)

The point here is simple. God is not as concerned about your "orthodox terminology" as much as he is looking for you to passionately and truly seek His face. The service of your lips must be accompanied with genuine service of the heart, lest the Name be used "lashav" - in vain... The same can be said about invoking the Name of God. God is not a snob. He doesn’t get offended if someone might “lisp” His Name or tangle up their words when they call upon Him... God looks at the heart and to see if the soul truly wants His Holy Presence. As the prophet said, “You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart, and I will be found by you, declares the LORD” (Jer. 29:13-14). Amen, don't miss the heart of the Father....

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Jeremiah 29:13 reading:

https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/jer29-13-jjp.mp3

Hebrew page:

https://hebrew4christians.com/Blessings/Blessing_Cards/jer29-13-lesson.pdf

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from yesterday’s email by Israel365:

In the months before Israel’s Declaration of Independence, war with the surrounding Arab states seemed inevitable, and obtaining funds to equip the Jewish army became critical. Golda Meir traveled to the U.S. to raise money urgently needed to purchase arms and defend the 700,000 Jews in Palestine threatened with imminent attack. Following an emotional speech in Chicago on January 2, 1948, that she remembered as “unscheduled, unrehearsed … and unannounced”, American Jews began to generously open their wallets. By the end of Golda’s fundraising tour, she had raised $50 million, twice the amount she hoped for. American Jews started to identify with the struggle of the Jews of Palestine, and offered donations, large and small, to help defend them.

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In a similar vein, David Ben Gurion later described the result of Golda Meir’s 1948 fundraising trip: “Someday when history will be written, it will be said that there was a Jewish woman who got the money which made the state possible.” Golda Meir was able to invoke the spirit of the half-shekel to achieve a sense of unity and purpose among Jews around the world at a time when the Jewish people needed it most.

Today’s message (Days of Praise) from the Institute for Creation Research

March 7, 2024

The Christian Rest

“There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God. For he that is entered into his rest, he also hath ceased from his own works, as God did from his.” (Hebrews 4:9-10)

This is an important New Testament affirmation that God’s work of creation was “finished from the foundation of the world” (Hebrews 4:3). The reference is to Genesis 2:1-3, where the writer has told us that God had “rested from all his work which God created and made,” thus completely denying the contention of theistic evolutionists that the processes of “creation” (that is, evolution) are still going on.

In addition, it makes a significant comparison between the believer’s rest and God’s rest. The word “rest” here is not the usual word for “rest” and is used only this once in the New Testament. It means, literally, “sabbath rest” or “keeping of the Sabbath.” In the context of chapters 2 and 3 of Hebrews, the concept of rest is being expounded with several meanings. The original warning was in Psalm 95:11, where it referred both to the Israelites entering into the promised land under Joshua and to God’s own rest after His work of creation. Psalm 95 is repeatedly quoted in Hebrews, where other meanings are also implied: the keeping of a weekly Sabbath in commemoration of God’s rest after creation; the promised future rest to the world and its believing inhabitants—possibly in the millennium but certainly in the new earth; and the believer’s present spiritual rest after he puts his faith in Christ, no longer trusting in his works for salvation.

With such a rich investiture of meaning in the fact of God’s past rest and the promise of our future rest, it is appropriate that there should be a perpetual weekly commemoration and expression of faith in that rest in every generation until its ultimate fulfillment in the eternal rest in the New Jerusalem.

In the meantime, we are urged to “labour” to “enter into that rest” (Hebrews 4:11). HMM

[the-firebird69]

This is kind of dragging on but we have companies to announce that we're purchasing today big ones it is f****** a****** who's selling it wants to get in our face so yeah but you are not controlling yourself and you're causing it to happen it's one of the other buddy or sit at home make stupid noises and get brain damage and yeah you're free to do what you want no we're going to go after you for every little infraction

*there's several things happening today one of them is this loser is found out to be a massive loser and he's selling things according to the max plan and it's according to ours too but people don't believe it and we're going after people and we're working but we're also purchasing these companies. And yeah one of the companies is digital corporation and he has 30% of it and he's selling it and the woman are mad and they just sit here bitching and making it worse and yeah they're stupid this is a big company they have like 30% of the electronic business under different names it is gigantic and they have probably 20% of the military stuff still and he's selling it and people can't do anything but fully certified by all the agencies as a military subcontractor cuz people want us there no grandpa they're big and they think they're not stupid because and anybody who thinks they're not stupid usually a lot worse a lot worse not to quote anybody but and you guys were printing around okay they were prancing around probably wasn't right so it is going on and he's talking to Grandpa Biden saying that it's normal for huge group here to be doing it and they have excuses and stuff it's a lot more wicked than it sounds and he says wow that's bad and it is bad

*there's some other things that were purchasing and other things going on but he sees and yeah he told me why he said the max are sitting there unfettered and we're not doing anybody service by leaving them alone and we're not doing a service by not calling it out and not acting everyday and we will and I'm writing it up I can't sass each other and procrastinate and act like that that's what they want and we're going to hit it this is the big deal this is the big war this is what everybody on Earth has been waiting to do and waiting to get involved in and our people more so the other company is Denison and yeah no not framing him something but it is not a small company it's huge it's one of the world's largest plastic producers and it has been throughout time they are extremely huge they're 70% of the industry it's far too big and we're buying 30% of the company it is an amazing buy shine giant amounts of plastic are going to come into our position huge recycling facilities and in the right areas that's where they recycle most of it and the guy doesn't get it for some reason his people are pissed off and don't want to sell this and yeah Raytheon is running the Manhattan project that he is ultimately killed with it could be why it makes sense so John remillard looks up and rears just ugly head and he says I have to sell more of it but I don't own more and he's trying to buy shares right now. And some people want to sell so

*along with these companies we are purchasing 20 to 30% of many of the defense contractors businesses Lockheed Martin BAS Balfour baeti, going, mcdonald's, Jeep military division, and about 50 other DOD approved vendors and they are manufacturers strictly manufacturers and all of the companies that sell to them they're mostly the same company that were purchasing as a parent company. We're beginning these purchases today general Dynamics and general electric GTE as well and the big one is the cray supercomputer company these are gigantic firms okay additionally Intel at 40% cellularon at 30% and several other chip manufacturers and one of them is China chip manufacturing and at 20% and other companies overseas are all at 10%, they don't make that much these guys are out of the way that their sales will go up but we are purchasing the retail outlets and they're going to have a fight and that's what we want.

My husband says to publish and I agree it's huge huge news

Hera

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Zues

We're getting interference no no it's the boy saying stuff and he's got to grow up and we have to help Thor Freya it's going to be pretty soon people are saying March and we think so but most of April or May