#my aunts and uncles are all pretty awful

[chicago-geniza]

Shoutout to my mother for taping HOW TO UNLOAD THE DISHWASHER instructions to the front of the dishwasher, it has taken many years but at long last she has gotten the general gist of my brain problems (she was married to my dad and shared a room with my aunt growing up, after all) and is being genuinely helpful in material and meaningful ways. Thenk u momther 4 my ADL assistance

#My dad had. Pretty all of my brain problems compounded by the worldview of a white guy born in 1951 in southern Illinois #So just kept making successive wives and then his daughters be his caretakers and was a huge entitled asshole about it and also #A violent drunk until he stopped drinking and dealt with shame about not being The Right Kind of Man etc etc etc #aunt was like if 3 anxiety disorders in a trench coat were a person and that person was a hoarder #And could not organize or keep any space clean or remember anything to save her life #Obsessed with baseball freaky good at languages never had a job #Had two degrees from Ivy League schools #The ones who died young in institutions are extreme examples but there are so many members of my family I see as #Cautionary tales because almost all of us are crazy and on the autism-OCD-schizophrenia spectrum and so many people end up #Miserable and terrified or in awful relationships or whatever because they try to have regular lives and do things like regular people #Like bestie We Can't <333 #That Way Lies Misery <333 #Only happy person among grandparents' kids is the uncle who went thru intensive therapy became a freelance software engineer #And now lives in the desert with his wife except when they visit the farm to take care of the grandkids during harvest season

[starkwlkr]

Ruby is such an icon‼️

could you do something where her pre-k does a daddy and daughter dance and Charles takes her shopping for a new dress and ruby helps charles get all ready (like the princess he is)😭😭?

beauty and the beast | charles leclerc

When Y/n got an e-mail from Ruby’s school saying that they were going to have a father daughter dance, the first thing she did was make sure Charles was free of anything F1 related. She then texted Charles a screenshot of the e-mail. Charles was far too excited when he got the message. He started to book nail appointments and asked around with his friends who had kids on which shop had the best dresses for little kids. He truly wanted everything to be perfect. He had even asked Pascale if she could do Ruby’s hair for the dance, which she happily accepted.

“Okay, let’s go Ruby Jules, we only have a week until the dance and we still have to get your dress!” Charles called out from the bottom of the stairs.

“I’m a pretty princess! I’m a pretty princess! I’m a pretty princess!” Ruby sang as she walked down the stairs with her little purse that Charles bought for her.

The father daughter duo went to multiple shops in Monte Carlo and by 2 PM, Ruby had finally found the perfect dress. Before they could continue with finding her shoes, they decided to eat so Charles drove to their favorite restaurant.

“There’s this girl in my class and she says her maman is putting makeup on her for the dance.” Ruby told Charles as they ate their lunch.

“If this is your way of asking if you can put makeup on, the answer is no.” Charles replied.

“But it’s glittery! Maman has pretty lipgloss.”

“You can put a little and that’s it.”

Ruby groaned. “When can I put the rest on?”

“When you’re older.” Charles replied.

“Old like you?” Ruby asked honestly.

“Just eat your food.”

The day before the dance came and Ruby was watching the dancing scene from ‘Beauty and The Beast’. She watched Belle’s movements and copied them exactly. She even wore her favorite pink tutu so she could feel like a princess. She wanted to be like Belle so she searched for a pair of her maman’s heels and put the on her tiny feet.

“See? You have to do it like the Beast! You’re noticing right.” Ruby explained to her papa.

“You’re a better dancer than me, Mon amour. I don’t know how to dance.” Charles admitted.

“Grab my hand and I’ll show you.” Ruby reached out to him.

“If I fall, I’m taking you down with me.”

When Y/n got home from grocery shopping, she found Ruby and Charles on the floor giggling. She found it cute until she saw her heels she wore at her wedding on the floor.

“You look so beautiful, Ruby! Let me take a picture so I can send it to your uncles and aunts. Oh, my sweet girl.” Pascale placed a kiss on the girl’s cheek. She had just finished doing Ruby’s hair.

Ruby smiled at Paascale camera and even did a pose. Pascale then called for Charles, who was just done with his tie, to take a picture with his daughter. The father and daughter smiled as Pascale took multiple pictures.

“Papa, can you stand right there?” Ruby pointed to the spot next to Pascale. “Wait, come here, your hair isn’t pretty enough! It has to be likes this!” She ‘fixed’ his hair like she saw her grand-mère do to him thousands of times before.

“Mon amour, it’s fine. Where do you want me to stand?” Ruby pointed again to where she wanted him.

Charles was confused, but he did was he was told. “Grand-mère, take a picture of me like this please!” Ruby then did a couple poses of her own with her tongue sticking out and holding up a peace sign.

“You sneaky girl.”

“You two look so adorable.” Y/n awed at her family. “Hopefully Mathéo has a mother son dance. Is that a thing? It better be.”

“If not, we can always make one right here,” Charles placed a kiss on Y/n’s lips. “We have to go, don’t wait up, this princess and I are going to party all night.”

In reality, by 9:30 PM, they were both knocked out on the sofa since all the dancing and eating many slices of cake tired them out.

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charles_leclerc our first school dance of many!

danielricciardo was landonorris the dj?

y/nleclerc the best dressed in the entire dance <3

arthur_leclerc did you fall? please tell me you did and that someone recorded.

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#inbox <3 #formula 1 #anon #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc one shot #charles leclerc imagine #baby leclerc series

[pablitogavii]

gavi x reader, where he’s all clingy on his birthday and he wants to introduce her to his family like his aunts, uncles and grandparents and she’s so nice to his younger cousins and he’s like falling in love with her all over again bc of how nice she is to everyone, fluff?

Birthday celebration

"I'm so glad everyone could come here for my birthday" Pablo said while you were setting the table at his house in Barcelona smiling when you saw his excited face.

Pablo might be a professional athlete that is already accomplished so much but deep down he is still just a nineteen year old boy excited for his birthday party.

"Me too amor. You look so handsome" you walk up to him fixing his hair a little and he lets you leaning down to kiss your lips when the doorbell rang.

"Guests are here. Go ahead and open amor" you say and he nods rushing to the door in excitement seeing his old childhood friends Mario and Alejandro.

"Welcome guys!" you say hugging them as well smiling when you saw Pablo already opening up resents and thanking them. He was such a cute boy!

"How are you guys? How's Sevilla?" you started the small talk while taking out some drinks and food while Pablo went to open the door again to his family, Aurora and Javi.

"Hola hermanita!" Aurora hugged you first and you smiled hugging her back before Belen joined it kissing your head. His whole family was so sweet to you and your heart melted.

"Mi hija bonita!" Belen said and you blushed seeing Pablo looking at the two of you with a smile on his face.

"What would you like to drink?" you ask and even though Pablo wanted to help you sat him down telling him that he is birthday boy and should enjoy today. Aurora helped you instead.

"Here's your ice tea amor" you put the glass down resting your hands on his strong shoulders while chatting with his parents and Pablo just watched in awe taking one of your hands in his and kissing it.

Doorbell rang again and you leaned in kissing his cheek and whispering "go open up birthday boy" making him smile and do as you said.

"Feliz cumpleaños Pablito!" his abuela walked in with a cake and you smiled when you saw Pablo blushing while walking in with his grandparents into the dining room.

"Puedes darme el pastelseñora, lo pondré en la nevera" [you can give me the cake, and I will put it in the fridge] you say and the lady smiled nodding her head and touching your face gently.

"Tan linda! Será mejor que seas un buen chico, Pablito!" [so beautiful! you better be a good boy Pablito!] she spoke and you smiled nodding your head while walking into the kitchen with the cake.

"Siempre abuela!" Pablo smiled helping them sit down before you brought some refreshments.

"Tu español es tan bueno!" [Your Spanish is so good!] his grandpa said and even Pablo felt so proud that you were willing to learn his language just so you can speak to his family. He was doing the same by learning English and communicating to yours.

"Gracias! Tengo un buen maestro!" [Thank you! I have a good teacher!] you said kissing Pablo's head and he smiled nodding his head proudly saying that you were his best student.

Soon after, Pablo's aunt with her little kids came as well and the boy was very excited to kick ball with their Pablito as they called him. Your heart was filled when you saw Pablo playing with him and just how carefree he felt with his whole family around him.

The little girl always talked about how pretty you are and how she wanted to look like you. She was so cute and you always did her braids whenever she came by so this time was no difference.

"She just always talks about you, querida" Pablo's aunt said and of course Pablo overheard the conversation smiling when he saw how happy his little cousin was sitting on your lap and having ehr hair braided.

He couldn't imagine he finally found someone who is so kind and fits perfectly with his family. There was no doubt in his mind that you were the one.

"Alright, done! Who is ready for the cake!?" you say and both the little girl and boy jumped happily rushing with you towards the kitchen giving Pablo a little break to sit down with the rest of the guests.

"Ella es muy especial Pablito.." [She's very special Pablito..] his grandma said with a smile and Pablo blushed her words meaning so much to him.

"Es una chica tan humilde y amable. ¡Realmente trata bien a nuestro chico y no podríamos estar más felices!" [She's such a humble and kind girl. Really treats our boy right and we couldn't be happier!] his mom added and now Pablo was bright red not really the one to talk much about how he feels.

"Mamá! Ella te escuchará!" [Mom! She'll hear you!] Pablo whined while everyone laughed at his shyness.

"Él es tímido, pero está claro que ella lo hace feliz." [He's just shy but it's clear that she makes him happy.] Javi added and everyone nodded and by that time you were back with the cake singing him a birthday song.

Everyone joined in and when it was done Pablo grabbed your hand closing his eyes to make a wish before blowing his candles and everyone cheered while you moved down to kiss his head.

He stood up as everyone congratulated him once more until he finally came to you holding your waist and pulling you close.

"I had nothing to wish for..I have everything I need right here" he whispered before you both kissed and everyone applauded making you both blush and smile.

"I love you so much..happy birthday cariño!" you say while hugging him happy to have become apart of his family.

#pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavi #gavigif #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo martín páez gavira #pablo gavira #gavira #pablogavixreaderfluff #pablogavira #gavi fluff #gavi imagine #football #pablo gavi imagine #pablogavixreadersmut

[stardustloserdoll]

hiii again!! can you do 2008 tom x reader fluff? where reader’s niece is staying with them and tom is taking care of her,feeding,washing and etc,he also tells stories to her how he met reader(her aunt)🥹🫶🏼

SUPER CUTE

(luv this pic)

babysitting

female reader

“hi uncle tom!” my niece alicia squealed as she reached her arms out at him. “hi!” tom smiled as he took her from my arms. “how has my princess been!” he cooed as he kissed her cheek. “good! mommy said you guys are taking care of me today.” she giggled as she wrapped her small around arms around him.

“we are!” tom smiled as he closed the door walking over to the couch, propping her on his lap. “are you hungry? y/n and i can make you some yummy food!”

“lecker lecker lecker!” tom smiled as he set the plate of food down for her. “a delicious plate of dinosaur chicken nuggets made by y/n and i. plus an apple juice.” she smiled taking a bite of her chicken nugget.

“what do you say?” i said ruffling her hair “thank you..” she said with a mouth full off food. i took a bite of my sandwich and held it up to tom for him to take a bite. “you been working so hard.” i laughed “i know.. it’s so hard being the best babysitter.”

“all done!” she smiled holding up her plate to us. “good job honey!” i smiled kissing her cheek. “it’s almost bed time! let’s give you a bath.” tom smiled lifting her from her chair as we made our way to the bathroom singing a barney song.

“all ready for bed?” i smiled as i held her in my arms placing her in her bed. she nodded and got into her covers putting her stuffed animals beside her. “this one looks like tom.” i laughed as i picked up the teddy bear.

“i made it look like him! i gave him a hat and his headband.. aanddd his big clothes!” she said as she pointed the things out. “and this one is you y/n.” she smiled lifting up the princess doll. “it’s pretty like you.” she smiled, “you’re so sweet.” i awed as i gave her a tight hug.

“okay i’m back. what did i miss.” tom said as he sat on the opposite side of the bed. “nothing much, she just showed me the dolls she made of us.” alicia lifted up the bear and doll showing tom saying the same thing she told me. “wow! it looks exactly like me.”

“we should give her a bed time story.” i told tom as I tucked her in more so she was comfortable. “hm how about the story of how me and your auntie met.” tom smiled. her eyes lighting up. “thats my favorite story!” she squealed.

“it all started in 2003…”

“the end..” tom whispered as he finished his story. “goodnight alicia.” i whispered giving her a kiss on her forehead, tom following placing a kiss on her forehead.

i turned off the lamp beside, tom turning on her strawberry shortcake night light. as we left the the room we quietly closed the door. “you’d be a great dad tom.” i smiled wrapping my arm around his waist. “you’d be a great mom.” tom said kissing my cheek.

#tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x you #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz

[findafight]

Okay but. Now I am thinking of transfem Evie Harrington starbara canon au where Barb is like. Preeetty sure she only likes girls. Possibly. But she's willing to give Steve a try. He's charming and goofy and listens when she says to cut out all that mean talk and is also, shockingly, very interested in her.

So she thinks sure, she'll try dating a boy. Feel like a normal teenage girl for a bit. It's fun and Steve listens when she tells him to back off. And she really does like him. So maybe she just likes mostly girls usually, and sometimes a boy. Mostly Steve, though.

But then she gets taken by the demogorgon and survives the Upside Down and everything is awful. Steve is still there, and he's worried and protective and so so glad she's back mostly safe. She thinks she might be a little in love with him.

They date, and it's nice and good and normal and Steve lets her set the pace with how to talk about the Upside Down. She does talk about it, and he talks about what happened in the right side up, and they both cry. Barb knows she loves him, and that he loves her. It's nice and comfortable, they kiss and have sex and saying it's love is probably fast but they've survived monsters apart, so now they want to stick together.

One day, maybe the spring or summer after round one, Barb convinces him to lay back and let her get him dolled up. They've got a free afternoon and she wants to practice doing someone else's makeup just in case. Also, it's fun. It's silly and they deserve a little silly. She doesn't really wear a lot of make up but she's got mascara, a couple colours of lipstick, rouge, and a whopping four different eyeshaddows. While Barb prefers the dark red lipstick, she thinks the lighter, cherry shade would be better for Steve. She curls his lashes (borrowed the curler from Nancy and forgot to give it back) and adds just a little pink eyeshadow, then blush around his cheeks. She's admittedly not very skilled or practiced, but it's definitely passable application. The finishing touch, though, is that Steve lets her style his hair, parting it to the side because of all the cowlicks, and letting its waves curl slightly around his face. She climbs off him and stands, looking down at him.

"oh. You make a very pretty girl, Stevie. Or. Hm... Evie, maybe? Wanna see?"

He pauses for a moment before crawling off his bed to the bathroom, and when he faces the mirror Barb can hear him stop breathing. It's just a moment, before he turns to her and smiles. Kisses her cheek and likely smears lipstick on it (which does give Barb a bit of a thrill, and little jolt of pleasure and longing and she doesn't want to think about that because she loves Steve. She knows she does. If people can be a little gay sometimes Barb can be a little Straight with Steve. She doesn't need lipstick on her cheek or to watch a skirt brush the ground or anything else like that when Steve is beside her.)

It isn't until after the tunnels that Steve brings it up. A week after, he's barely gotten the go ahead to slowly get back to school (he's able to do half days until the headaches get too much), they're laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling, holding hands and just breathing together.

"Barbie?" He starts, and stops.

She hums, encouraging.

He sighs. "Do you remember when you...when you did my makeup?"

"yeah, I do."

"you called me Evie. Like my great Aunt, my favourite Aunt, I would've been named after if I was a girl instead of my great Uncle."

She turns her head to look at him, still staring at the ceiling, squeezing her hand tighter now.

"I did..."

"I need you to know I love you. I do. I really, really do."

She almost sits up, but stops herself. Whatever Steve is talking about is important, he's clutching her hand tightly but not looking at her. Instead, she squeezes back. "I love you too."

Steve's breath hitches. "I really liked it when you called me Evie." It's a whisper, a breath.

Barb squeezes his hand again.

"Barbie. I really, really, liked it. I wish it was my name." Finally he turns to face her, and his eyes are glossy. She reaches up to brush her fingers against a yellowing bruise on his cheek. "I wish I was that little girl that was named after her Great Aunt Evelyn and I could wear makeup like you did for me whenever I wanted and that I was a pretty girl."

Barb leans in to kiss softly, a brush of lips. "Maybe you are?" She doesn't know. Just knows that Steve, Evie? Is upset. She doesn't want to see someone she loves upset, and it seems like saying that may help. She doesn't know.

Breath hitches. "You think I can be? Just like that?"

Combing her fingers through her...through her lover's hair, Barb shrugs as best she can lying on her side. "I've never wanted to be a boy. But you want to be a girl. I think. I think maybe that's what makes you one?"

"yeah?" It's a tiny, cracking, word and Barb wishes she could help fix whatever grief is causing it.

"well. I don't think any people who aren't girls want to be girls."

Her lover shifts, enough that their foreheads touch. "And...would that be okay? For you? For...for us?"

Barb leans closer, so their lips brush when she speaks. "Pretty sure you're it for me, Evelyn Harrington. Whoever you decide you are, I'll love."

"and if I want to be your girlfriend?"

She grins, can't help pressing into a kiss. "Then I guess I've got the prettiest girlfriend in town."

Evie presses in for another kiss. "Mmh. No. I think that's me." Barb can feel her smiling against her lips.

#starbara #steve harrington #barbara holland #barb x steve #steve x barb #hollington #trans steve harrington #trans fem steve harrington #great aunt Evelyn is the oc that just keeps on giving #stranger things #finda writes stuff #stranger things au #fluff #fics

[fan-goddess]

Interviews #1

Pairing: Tom Glynn-Carney x actress!oc

Summary: Snippets of interviews done by Tom Glynn-Carney and Georgia Jones, where pretty everyone but them can see their genuine affections for each other

Warnings: None needed really apart from kissing

Taglist: @humanpurposes, @lovelykhaleesiii, @valeskafics, @arcielee

Authors Note: it’s not my usual type of work sure, but it’s been in my drafts for a good couple of months and I thought I’d post and see what happens

Interviewer: What was a scene you filmed with others that took really long for you to film cause you just couldn’t stop laughing?

Interviewer: Georgia, out of these three please rank first, second and third. Matt Smith, Olivia Cooke… and Tom Glynn-Carney.

Matt: Oooh…I like that! You’re an evil interviewer!

Georgia: That’s not fair one of them is literally right here! -she points to Matt in exasperation-

Matt: I think I already know how this list is gonna go… -Matt let’s out a giggle while he ruffles his hair at Georgias despair-

Georgia: Oh shush you! Okay, this is so hard as I admire all three of them so much-

Matt: Some more than others…

Georgia: Shush your shusher! I’m gonna go Tom first, shush you! -Matt is now near fully laughing covering his mouth with his hand as Georgia points at him- Cause we did more scenes together and that. Plus he’s got a really good sense of humour that I can rely on to make me laugh anytime. Olivia is gonna be second cause whilst we didn’t do as many scenes together, Olivia altogether is such an amazing actress and I loved her work in ready player one which is probably one of my absolute favourite movies! Which oh so sadly means Matt is in last place…

Matt: You’ve broken my heart Georgie! -Matt places his hand on his heart and leans his head back in mock hurt- whose gonna tell the kids that mommy aunt and uncle daddy don’t love each other anymore? -the two break at this point. Both now laughing and grasping their chairs to not fall over-

Georgia: Okay! Now we’ve gotten the heartbreak over and done with! Matt is only last as whilst I love him very much-

Matt: Awe thanks Georgie!

Georgia: We didn’t get to film too many scenes together with our characters in the show. Plus I’ve not really watched at many projects with him in, though I’ve been meaning to watch Doctor who for the longest time with one of my good friends!

Audience member: Hi Tom!

Tom: Hello! -Tom waves enthusiastically with a bright smile-

Audience member: What overall was your personal favourite scene to film in house of the dragon and who was it you possibly filmed it with?

Tom: Ooh that’s a good one! I’ll admit there are a couple that come to mind at first, like the one where I’m wrestling Ewan attempting to escape the crown, -a wolf whistle emerges and all laugh including Tom- But there are others such as some of my scenes with Georgia and her character that became quite interesting for me to see our characters grow on screen. Plus I’ll admit I did really enjoy our kissing scene a lot, -the audience all freak out while one fan makes a more prominent scream than others- see that person gets it! Georgia is an amazing actress who I had such fun working with and can’t wait to see her career flourish more in the future! Though on that topic I guess my favourite is the scene where Aegon is finally able to break down with Alyssa as she comforts him and shows him that love and affection he’s been craving for his whole life. Yeah that’s my answer! -the audience all awes in near unison while Tom seems to cover his reddish face in embarrassment-

Audience member: In another interview, your costar Tom Glynn-Carney said one of his favourite scenes to film was your kissing scene in house of the dragon. Do you also hold this scene close to your heart? -the audience scream in happiness the question is asked and Georgia awkwardly smiles-

Georgia: Well, I have seen that interview and I will just say I don’t think he said exactly that, but yeah, the scenes where our two characters could develop where some of my absolute favourite to film. And by default the kissing scene goes high up aswell -the audience get visibly excited- hey! Calm now dear fans! To answer your question, the kissing scenes was actually one of my favourite to film, BUT! There are others I hold higher in the rankings! Such as the dinner scene and Aegons coronation.

Audience member: This question is directed to Tom and Georgia. What are some personal headcannons you have for your character and which of them would you love to have incorporated into the series?

Tom: ooh I like this! I personally don’t have many headcannons, but I’d love to think that Aegons love language with Alyssa before he can actually be with her officially and in public is like secret gift giving. Like, he’ll literally make maids send her her favourite dessert if she looked even a little upset at dinner, or if he’s on one of his little, escapes in flea bottom and spots a necklace he thinks Alyssa would like he immediately just buys it and anonymously sends it to her like a secret admirer.

-The audience all awe at the headcannon including Georgia who holds a hand to her chest.-

Georgia: That is so cute! God I can’t really think of any I’ve really made myself... um. One thing I think Alyssa did mainly when she was younger, I’m thinkin this on the spot here! She had a diary she wrote in about how she wished to be with Aegon. She’d write like little letters in there which she’d address to him but never give to him. Kinda like that movie to all the boys I’ve loved before, never seen it though before you all start freaking out I’ve only seen the trailer!

Tom: Awe that’s cute! Specially cause you thought of it on the spot too!

Georgia: Thanks! Though I think yours is the best one by far’

Interviewer: Okay, if your character had to sit down and have a drink slash meal with anyone from the game of thrones universe who’d you pick and why?

Tom: God I think the only one I can think of that’d even get along with Aegon may be Tyrion… their both just used to being disappointments in their families eyes and plus they’ll drink together! I don’t know how long it’d last though before they get annoyed at each other though… probably not long to be fair…

Georgia: Ooh good shout that! I don’t know… maybe Daenerys if I’m going basic answer, though Margaery Tyrell is gorgeous so I think I’d love to eat with her! Plus Natalie Dormer is a gorgeous woman aswell I loved her work in the tudors!

Tom: Yeah that is a good shout too!

Audience Member: What are your top three songs in your on repeat playlist on Spotify?

Georgia: Ooh I got to check this lemme try and find which pocket my phones in. -She takes a minute looking through and takes the phone out, scrolling for a couple seconds before bringing the mic back to her mouth- okay so number one is fleabag by Yungblud -fans scream- the second is… of course it is… it’s Romy by sleep walking animals -the fans scream more while Tom grins almost bashfully-

Tom: Wow! I am very truly utterly honoured!

Georgia: Yea yeah moving on! And last of all is I ain’t worried by One Republic, cause I adore Top Gun Maverick easily one of my favourite movies!

#tom glynn carney fanfic #tom glynn carney #aegon targaryen #aegon x reader #actress #my works #Tom Glynn carney x oc #tom glynn carney fanfiction #Tom Glynn carney x actress!OC #aegon targaryen x oc #actress!oc

[alloftheimaginesblog]

Headcanons for being Robin's cousin and Steve Harrington falls for you...

You come to stay with your cousin Robin since your parents are splitting up and everything's just a bit messy and complicated so you go stay with your aunt and uncle and cousin.

Growing up, you and Robin were always best friends, crazy and always getting into some sort of trouble and it wasn't any different years later.

You and Robin were still close, the two of you regularly called or wrote to the other, so it was never awkward when you weren't together because you had always been the best of friends.

Robin immediately tells you about all the insane stuff that's happened in Hawkins, she can't hold her own water, and you're amazed.

It's not long before you meet Steve.

And my god, he is gorgeous.

Pretty much instantly, Steve is yours. He gawks at you, hissing to Robin, "That's your cousin?! Holy shit!"

Robin rolls her eyes, "Dude you promised you wouldn't fall for them!"

But it's too late.

When you start chatting and getting to know him, it solidifies the deal and the two of you are making heart eyes across the table at one another from day one.

Seeing the two of them together is hilarious, the bounce off the other so chaotically and adding you into the mixture makes things three times as bad.

It's then you meet the rest of the gang - Dustin and his friends, Nancy and Jonathan and Eddie.

You know all about Nancy and Steve's history, Robin told you everything, so the more you got to know Steve and the more you saw the two of them together, the more jealous you got. Nancy was lovely, beautiful and strong and it was clear that there was a lot of love and history between them so naturally you were a little jealous.

One night, after a party at Steve's, you and Steve, drunk as all hell, start to have a deep conversation. You talk about how hard it's been dealing with your parents divorcing, dealing with the anger and the hurt from that had been awful. Steve talks about how even though his parents are together, he feels isolated and alone. A boy in a big house all alone. His parents don't really care, don't really contact him unless it's something important... He holds a lot of anger around that and the two of you grow closer.

It doesn't take long until Steve confesses his feelings to you. Before he does though, he asks Robin if it's okay. He doesn't want her to feel uncomfortable but she gets it from both sides - literally. She knows how much you like him from your rants and raves about him and he's the same.

You and Steve get together but there's a nagging feeling in the back of your mind and Steve can tell. He doesn't push but one day, it all comes spilling out. You tell him about your worries that he still has feelings for Nancy, that if given the choice he'd pick her again over you.

"Never. (y/n)... I loved Nancy, yeah, I didn't think I'd get over her... until you came to town. The day I met you, I knew there was something about you and I was right. You are batshit insane sometimes it's scary what your mind comes up with, you're hilarious, you understand me, you relate to me... It's you I'm in love with, not Nancy, not anyone. If given the choice, I'd pick you again and again."

From then onwards, you trust him one hundred percent and even find yourself in some crazy, mindboggling situations.

#prompt #headcanon prompt #headcanon #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington #stranger things imagine #stranger things #imagine #harrington

[sturnsbaebackup]

CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS- MATT STURNIOLO

summary: you and matt meet at a wedding where neither of you have anyone to talk to, so you talk to each other.

warnings: drinking & family issues ig?? (this is lowkey based on an actual situation so i apologize that it’s oddly specific 😭)

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your cousin is getting married tonight, and bless her heart for inviting you to be in the bridal party, but the last thing you ever wanted was to be apart of the wedding, let alone even be at it.

you’ve always been seen as less whenever compared to your cousin, and even your own parents were always fascinated in her. she was the smartest person you’ve ever met and also the prettiest. every family dinner you’d ever have was just filled with questions and conversations for her, and you’d just sit there in silence. no one in your family was ever interested in what you had to say, and you’d be lying if you said it wasn’t killing you inside to see her have an entire night dedicated to her. she always got everything you always longed for.

both sides of her family love her and showed up to her wedding, when you know that wouldn’t be the case for you. the whole entire wedding is just making you want to rip your hair out and curl into a ball, but you need to man up and be supportive. and that’s exactly what you’re doing. as you walk down the isle with your little bouquet of flowers, you watch as all of the eyes look at you with awe. you’ve never felt so appreciated in your life, but that was until you saw how everyone immediately turned to watch as she walked down the aisle. it felt like everyone had forgotten about you nearly instantly.

but what you seem to miss is a brunette boy tucked away somewhere in the first few rows staring right at you. he’s just as bored as you are, but he found it entertaining to his eyes on you practically the whole time. but unfortunately, you never noticed. seeing as you were too focused on trying to not fall asleep while standing in front of everyone.

eventually it’s time for dinner, and you’ve never been more thankful. of course you’re sat at a table with your parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc. and as expected, the only people who have talked to you have been your parents to tell you how beautiful you look, and they immediately went to join in on other conversations.

you sit through dinner in silence, downing your glass of champagne like you’re at a frat party. your mother glares at you as you nearly finish your second glass, and you just roll your eyes at her. you’re more than capable of pacing yourself, you just need something to take the edge off before you literally rip your hair out.

once dinner finishes, your family starts to linger around the room, leaving you alone at the dinner table. matt is sat a table not too far away from you, and he builds up the courage to come sit next to you. hoping you’re willing to talk to him.

“hey, i’m matt,” he says as he adjusts himself in the chair next to you.

“hi matt, i’m y/n,” you smile, immediately putting your phone down to give the mysterious boy your full attention.

“i saw you earlier and thought you were really pretty, and when i saw you sitting alone i thought it was a good time to take my chance,” he smiles bashfullly.

you chuckle a little, “yeah i’ve been sitting here alone for quite a minute now. you’re basically saving me from being the family outcast right now. so thanks,” you smile nervously. immediately from the look on matt’s face you can tell you’re already saying too much, “shit i’m sorry! that was weird to say… clearly i’ve had a few too many glasses of champagne,” you bite your cheeks awkwardly.

“me and you both, i’ve been drinking a bit too much of god knows what. this wedding is making me want to literally punch the wall,” he admits.

you nearly jump out of your seat when you hear this, “oh my god me too! i’m so glad i’m not alone! can i ask why you’re not having a good time?”

“well, the groom is my old friend from high school. we were never very close, but he was always such a show off. he always got everything he wanted, and it was just really annoying. i have no one to talk to at this wedding, so i’m not really sure why i came honestly. can i ask why you’re not having a good time? i mean you’re a bridesmaid!” he laughs.

“well the bride is my cousin and we were always close, but she was always so much better at everything than me. and like you said about the groom, she always got everything she wanted. maybe that’s why they’re a ‘match made in heaven’ or whatever everyone keeps saying,” you roll your eyes, mocking the people who keep calling the couple that.

“well shit, we really do have a lot in common. i’m glad i came over here. but um can i uh— get your number? maybe?” he asks, scratching the back of his neck.

“of course matt! i’d love that,” you blush.

he smiles at your reply, and you hand each other your phones. after exchanging numbers you both end up talking for about half an hour, before your mother begins practically dragging you away to come take a picture with her. you apologize for leaving matt, but he just gives you a teethy grin as he watches you walk away, admiring as you do so.

maybe coming to the wedding wasn’t so awful after all.

#matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo imagine #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #nicolas sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo imagine #christopher sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo imagine #matthew sturniolo

[queenimmadolla]

I love the idea of penny doing a ballet/dance performance and she is just a ball of confidence because she can see the entire first row is filled with all the people she loves most!

Jonathan is filming every second.

Maude, Nancy, reader and Wayne, have tears in there eyes.

Dustin, Steve are filling bawling their eyes out.

Eddie is just in awe of his amazing talented baby.

Afterwards penny runs to their group and everyone is praising her about how amazing she did and the just responds with “I know.”

Don’t do this to me while I’m ovulating!!!

Eddie watching his baby do her little routine, big smile on her pretty face and her eyes sparkling under all those lights and attention. He’s taken back to all those talent shows he did in school, desperate to be seen with only one person in the audience rooting for him. It had meant the world to him to see his uncle in attendance, clapping the loudest for him.

His daughter had an entire row taken up by people who loved her and he could see the effect it had on her; trying her hardest to show off, putting her all into it to make them proud. She runs right up them after, jumping into her daddy’s waiting arms with her own wrapping around his neck in a tight hug as she buzzes with excitement.

Everyone is surrounding them, showering her with praise and compliments (aunt Robin and aunt Barb sound the most impressed with her, a little envious) and Eddie gets to watch Penny preen under it all, smug at her own talent (listen—she’s okay at it now, not the greatest but her confidence promises one day she will be).

Still, Eddie’s expecting her to be a little bashful when he presses a kiss to her sweaty (he makes a face at that, hadn’t been expecting it) head, “You did so good, baby! My girl was the best up there, gonna be a star.”

But she’s Penny so she hides her face briefly in his neck before pulling back and wiping hair that really isn’t there out of her face with a demure shrug of her little shoulders, “Yuh-huh, I know.”

And when you press loud, smacking kisses to her cheek, she can feel the moisture from your tears against her face and thinks it’s because of Eddie’s comment, “Ah, mom! Don’t cry! I’m gonna be a star when I’m all growned up! I’m still your little girl now!”

Bonus: Argyle asks Penny to teach him some moves and Eden offers her $10 not to, which Barb and Robin beat with $20 and a promise of an extra $5 if she can get it on camera.

#yes i snuck Barbin in #$ replies #pennyverse #pennyverse asks #pennyverse headcanons #dad!eddie munson #girl dad!eddie munson #Eddie munson x reader #Eddie munson

[dangermousie]

Finished Blossoms in Adversity.

It was a pretty flawed drama, and Hu Yitian remains the second least watchable leading man in cdramas for me but it really was consistently the airing drama I'd watch FIRST - it really was an addicting watch despite its flaws.

The best thing? I don't know how they managed to get it past the censors, but they actually had the emperor as the Big Bad.

He was the one who exiled FL's family men unjustly, he was the one who punished and messed with her because he didn't like his nephew caring for anyone outside of him, and as the above scene indicates, even his gaslit/brainwashed/enmeshed in abused fashion nephew finally had enough. Every positive character who had an opinion hated him (FL literally called him out at one point!) and all the negative ones did too. He was not shown to do any of his petty, cruel, arbitrary things for the greater good but because he was a paranoid, self-absorbed man.

The best part? No last minute, death bed redemption of any kind. You think there would be one, as he lies dying from poison (inflicted by his own son! with the help of a foreign agent who is portrayed as justified and sympathetic!) but nope. Gu Yanxi, who realistically still loves his abusive as fuck father figure (because that's how it goes in rl), is all "I am sorry for stuff I did/said, I still love you, I will remain security head blah blah") and I expected the emperor to say he loved him and no pls go live your best life, find your happiness, I am sorry for being a bastard daddy etc etc but NOPE. Emperor just says "Yanxi" and croaks. (And same with his one remaining child, the sixth prince. He does not repent for how he treated his small son who saved his life, he does not appoint him heir etc. It's the dowager who trots the kid out.)

It's pretty telling that everyone gets a happy ending but only after the old monster croaks. The kid emperor pardons the Hua men who come back, Yanxi gives up his awful job and gets married and he and Hua Zhi peace the hell out of politics and business and just travel the world all over with no responsibilities etc etc.

I also liked how realistically tailored to various people the ending was in terms of happiness. Youngest uncle and aunt and their daughter go traveling, and I loved that - they were my faves except for sister and her OTP. Sister and her boo are in court, SML (who really wasn't - he never really pined and barely showed up) is a royal tutor, various younger married ladies have their own happiness (and I love that for one of them, it's a very realistic happiness of ruling her not attractive husband's concubines, business and household and getting his respect and buy in. She was neither looking for nor getting true love and that was fine with her) and the older generation of women also finding their calling that isn't just about the husbands (business, charity work etc etc.)

#cdrama #blossoms in adversity #hu yitian #zhang jingyi

[call-sign-shark]

✨ Forget-Me-Not || Ch.2✨

Summary: Convinced by his two friends, Jake asks you out for a first date even though he promised himself not to fall in love with you- Or how a flower girl will try to heal a heart beyond repair.  (previous part)

Words: 2.8k

TW: Dad!Jake, light angst, a quick mention of suicide attempt but the rest is all fluff and a romantic first date

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Psss don't forget to reblog 💚

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“And you did what?”

“… I wrote my phone number on a piece of paper, placed Forget-Me-Not flowers on it, and hid it under a flowerpot.” 

Rooster starts laughing uncontrollably, slapping his thigh as one tear rolls down his scarred cheeks.

“Come on man, that’s so cheesy!” Rooster struggles to speak. He breaks down his sentence with stupid chuckles, “Aouch! Whaaat?!” He snaps at Shark when she painfully nudges him right in the ribs.

“Stop laughing dumbass, this is romantic. Far more romantic than getting your dick sucked in the backseat of your Bronco.” She rolls her pale blue eyes, trying to defend Jake the best she could. 

“Yeah, more romantic than my uncle being balls deep in you?” 

Jake buries his face in his hands, desperate. Here we go, he thought, they are fighting again.

“OH SHUT THE HELL UP BRADSHAW!! It happened once!”

“No, you shut the hell up!”

Jake spreads his fingers to look at the two idiots who are almost throwing hands in the middle of the coffee shop. Some clients glare at the three pilots, annoyed by all the noise they are making. He lets out a long exhale and slams the table with the palms of his hands to get Rooster and Shark’s attention. It seems to work.

“No, you both shut the hell up”, the chaotic idiots stop yelling at each other and come back to their senses. They focus on the blonde pilot again, like two kids who had just been yelled at by their father, “Seriously guys, I  really need your help. It’s been since my divorce that I haven’t flirted with a girl, and I feel like I should not do that.”

Rooster and Shark look at each other, concerned,  for Jake’s trembling tone reminds them of all the shit he has been through. 

“Okay Jake, I’m sorry.” Rooster finally says.

When they first met Hangman, he and Shark were pretty sure that nothing could break him. The arrogant and skilled pilot he was gave the unnerving impression he had always everything under control. Until his wife broke up and snatched his daughter from him. 

Then they saw Jake shattered into million of pieces, like a smashed glass bottle on the concrete. The night it happened, he had stopped answering his phone. After sending a myriad of messages and many failed attempts to call him, Rooster and Shark decided to look for Hangman, worried he could do something stupid. How right they were. When they found Jake, he was completely wasted. Drunk and hopeless, he was sitting on the edge of a bridge. His green eyes, usually shining with arrogance, were empty. Two glassy emeralds that had lost all their magnificence.

Fortunately, Rooster and Shark managed to get him on the safe side of the bridge but it took time to convince him. Would he have jumped? They never knew. But when they brought him to the safe side, Jake collapsed in their arms and burst into tears. He was crying his heart out.

“She took Amber away from me! She took my own fucking daughter away from me, oh my god…” 

He was saying it over and over again between heartbreaking sobs. From that awful night Jake made himself a promise: he will never fall in love again.

You had never been part of the plan, that is why the day he met you at your Aunt's flower shop shook all his soul to the core. He knew he was fucked as soon as your splendid Y/EC eyes dived into his green of his. He hesitated a lot before writing down his number on the piece of paper he left you. In fact, he had spent ten minutes looking at you through the shop’s window. Even Amber asked him why he was standing still, without uttering a single word. He finally decided to give it a try.

And here he was, asking advice from his two best friends because he has been chatting day and night with the flower girl he met a week ago. You.

“Why don’t you ask her out?” Shark breaks the silence. Jake cannot help but raise a brow at her suggestion.

“I mean, your ex is a bitch I get it. But it does not mean you should not date other women.” 

“So that my heart gets stomped again?” He growls.

“No, no, Shark’s got a point. We don’t talk about serious relationships. Just ask her out and you’ll see. Don’t overthink, just have fun. No commitment, it’s just a date.” Rooster encourages him. Somehow, he means it. As counterproductive as it sounds, Brad was pretty sure spending time with a beautiful girl would alleviate Jake’s aching heart.

“But I can’t leave Amb-“

“We’ll take care of Amber. Come on Hangman, just ask her out. You said the flower girl was cute as heck and nice with Amber. I’m pretty sure you’ll have a good time with her.” Shark smiles. A fangs-filled and slightly disturbing smile only she could do. She is soon followed by Rooster, whose seductive lips stretch in an encouraging smirk.

“I don’t know.” 

“Hey, listen. Is she hot?” Rooster asks and rests one arm on the back of Shark’s chair.

“Hm.” Jake nods and, this time, he cannot help but smirk. Admittedly, he found her even more than hot: she was breathtaking. Not only physically, but in her whole being: she was fun, caring, and had lips to die for.

“So just go for it, dude.” 

Jake stares at them for a while, lost in his own thoughts as his heart and his brain lead a gory battle within, “Alright,” He says in a quiet voice, more to himself than to anyone else, “Alright. What’s the worst that can happen?” 

It was just a date. 

Just a date.

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Your fingers gently brush the soft red fringed petals of the Carnations you just put in the bouquet you made for Jake. The choice has been frankly difficult. When you started working at your aunt’s shop, you grew fascinated by flowers and their language. That is the reason why you spent one full hour making up your mind about which flowers to bring to your first date with the handsome naval pilot you just met. The soothing fragrance of the Carnations caresses your nostrils as you tie a pink ribbon around their stems to hold them together. Their spicy scent, more than popular among perfumes creators, reminds you of cloves. 

Finishing the arrangement of blood-red blooming flowers, you let out a satisfied hum: they are the perfect choice for expressing affection. Needless to say, your apparent cool is just a mask for the excitement you are feeling. Heartbeat slightly quicker than usual, you take a last quick look at your reflection in the shop’s mirror.  To be true, you did not really know what to wear for such an unexpected date. At first, you wanted to play the card of seduction but you quickly gave up the idea. Jake was a single dad, so you did not want to wear something too skimpy. But still, you would love him to find you beautiful, so you did not want to dress like a nun either. Consequently, you opt for a pair of high-waist Denim shorts and a white crop top, the whole outfit embellished with black Doc Martens. Simple but charming.

You grab the Carnations and exit the shop before closing its door. You had barely put the key in your pocket when you heard Jake’s voice right behind you.

“Hey, Poppy.” 

Your adorable face lightens up with a cheerful expression as you turn around to face him. Butterflies flap their wings in your stomach when you are met with the pilot’s alluring smile and his perfectly aligned white teeth. Once you look at him, Jake gently shakes the two huge drinks he has just bought.

“You told me you like boba tea so… I grabbed two!” Punctuating his sentence with a wink, the tall blonde pilot hands you one of the drinks. You frown, surprised.

“This is exactly what I order when I grab a bubble tea. How did you know that?”   The question seems to slightly embarrass Jake, whose shifty eyes looked at the drink you are holding then back at your lovely face.

“Well, during one of our late-night phone calls you mentioned that you were drinking a boba tea, and you told me the flavor you took.” 

You blink several times, dazed by Jake’s observation skills. Now that he has reminded you of the discussion, you realize that you just quickly mentioned your boba and did not expand on the topic. A shy smile appears on your juicy lips at the thought of Jake paying attention to your tastes.

“I’m a pilot. I guess it makes me rather good at observing and remembering details.” He simply concludes with another wink that makes you chuckle.  Then, he offers you his arm for the little walk along the seashore you had both planned. After a second of hesitation, you finally wrap your arms around his and walk by his side right to the beach.

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The waves’ rumble sounds like a soothing melody to your ears. After a long walk, Jake brought you to the beach and now, you were sitting on the warm sand while taking the last sip of your boba, facing each other. Jake grabs the empty cup from your hand and puts it in his backpack from the perspective of throwing it later. The sensation of the salty sea breeze gently blowing on your face makes you sigh with delight. The ocean, you, and Jake's hand softly resting on yours were all you need. You raise your head and half-close your eyes, enjoying the sunrays’ warmth on your skin. As much as you loved working in the flower shop, your aunt always set the air-con too cold. Which often led you to wear a sweatshirt even during the most burning Californian summers. Maybe your body became accustomed to it, hence your skin being always cold.

 “You’re cold,” Jake states, his fingers tightening around your freezing hand.

“Yup, my hands are always cold, I don’t know why. But you know what they say, cold hands warm heart.”  You turn your head to Jake and dive your gaze into the endless green pools of his. Contrary to the other men you flirted with, the pilot does not flicker. He is staring at your irises, paying attention to their slightest detail as if he was convinced he would find a bit of stardust in the immensity of your eyes.

“Honestly Im kinda jealous. I’m always hot. Wait a minute, I’ve got an idea,” Jake pauses and carefully grabs your wrists to bring your hands under his shirt. Blood rushes to your cheeks and heats up your face when your cold palms lay on his muscular body, “It should be better now”. Words are stuck in your throat. You part your lips to speak but nothing seems to come out of your mouth,” Yup it’s better,” He says, answering for you. A glimmer of amusement shines in his emerald eyes - you are so cute when you blush. Giving up on words, you simply offer him a shy smile and nod. Yet, your thumbs start caressing his abs in circular motions, which makes him close his eyes on pure delight. His whole body relaxes. 

“You know… They are for you.” 

“The flowers?”

You nod. Jake reopens his eyes to look at the sumptuous bouquet of red Carnations that rests on the sand, next to you. He stretches one arm out to reach it.

“They are wonderful. What are they?” He asks, genuinely interested in your knowledge. 

“Red carnations, maybe one of the most common romantic flowers you can find.” You snort, amused, “Let’s say that red carnations are perfect to express esteem and affection. I fell in love with these flowers when my Aunt told me the story behind their beauty. She’s a very pious woman you know… And she would often tell me that Carnations grew from the Virgin’s tears as she watched her son carries the cross. ” 

“Flowers born from tears and symbolizing affection” He seems to think out loud, “I start to understand why you love flower language. The more you tell me about it, the more I find it beautiful.”  And the more you talk to him, the more he finds you beautiful.

A cheerful chuckle escapes from your lips, “I’m sorry for always ranting about flowers, you probably think I’m weird now.”

“You know, I’m a dad and let me tell you one thing Poppy: you can’t be weirder than a kid. Yesterday Amber started crying because she thought slugs were homeless snails and she was afraid they would be cold during the night.”

“Oh my Gosh, she’s so darn cute!” You say, even though you cannot help but laugh.

“Yeah, she’s a real treasure but sometimes I wonder where her imagination comes from.” The blonde pilot gently shakes his head.

Another small silence. He grabs his bubble tea and finishes it.

“Jake, can I ask you a question?” Your hands go up his chest to rest on his pecs. A thrill crosses his whole body as he keeps his eyes locked on yours. His only answer is a small positive hum, “Does Amber live with you on daily basis? I mean, your job is demanding and I find it adorable that you still manage to take care of her.” 

He takes a deep breath through his nose, his soft smile slightly fading.

“She used to live with her mother but the judge gave me custody less than a year ago. I managed to spare time for her now that I am a Top Gun instructor, but when I have to go to missions, Penny - a friend of mine- takes care of her. She also has a daughter, so I know Amber’s safe with her.”  You frown, noticing the sad glow in the pilot’s emerald orbs. The way he used the word “safe” worries you. Somehow, you understand that something probably painful happened between Jake, his ex-wife, and their daughter. Even though questions are now burning your tongue, you keep them to yourself. Jake seemed profoundly impacted by whatever he was hiding, and you did not want to rub salt in the wound.

“Of course she is safe.” You say with the softest voice you can, “ She is a safe and happy kid.  You would have to be blind not to see it.” The sweet lullaby of your words brings back a smile to his thin rosy lips, “If I were you I wouldn’t worry about her- she’s living the best life a little girl could live. And she has a hot dad.”  You raise a brow in a playful facial expression.

“I knew you found me hot!” The blonde pilot exclaims, sticking out his chest to take a prideful pose, “I’m probably the hottest creature you’ve ever laid your eyes on.” 

You burst into laughter, your hands gently sliding down his chest before pulling them out from under his hairy and sensual body. You laugh, and Jake’s very soul flickers, “ Wow Jake, you’re also the most humble creature I’ve ever met. I am bewildered by your modesty!” 

“You should.” He says in a softer tone, for he is growing more and more hypnotized by the endless beauty of your every trait. You stop laughing at the pilot’s sudden quietness. Did you say something you should not have? Your own smile fades, swiped away by the sea breeze.

Jake’s eyes slightly squint as he brings his face closer to you, his gaze shifting from your lips to your irises several times.

“Is there – Something on my face?” Words come out in a little voice, your eyes locked in his. Another heatwave struck your cheeks. The tip of his nose delicately pressed against yours. Next to you, the waves are encouraging you with their enchanting roars.

“Jake? Are you–” 

Your lips meet. Cold lips against warm lips. Hopeful lips against heartbroken ones.

A firework of emotions and feelings explodes in you, scattering its sparkles in your soul and body. Eyes wide open with surprise, you first remain motionless. But it takes less than two seconds for you to sink into Jake’s arms and deepen the kiss. You close your eyes and let your mind drift from reality, carried away by the warmth of his flesh and the masculine fragrance of his after-shave. 

Stop! Jake’s mind yells.

Don’t stop. Jake’s body begs.

Never let her go. Jake’s soul whispers. 

A flood of desire and tenderness floods his senses, leading him to wrap his strong arms around your body to pull you closer. He wants to feel more of you. Your body crashes against his, like furious waves on a seashore’s rocks. 

And as the rogue waves of a tsunami destroying buildings on their path, you destroyed the walls Jake had spent years building around his heart.

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[svechnikovvv]

frozen & sleepovers

pairing: jamie drysdale x fem!reader

warnings: none

summary: you and jamie opt to watch your neice for a week and it makes him realize something.

a/n: will not be taking frozen slander ✋

masterlist: here

your brother and sister-in-law were going away for a week vacation and asked if you and jamie could watch your neice, junie. you both said yes because you adored the girl.

a knock sounds through the place, signaling their arrival. jamie answers the door while you’re in the kitchen popping a bag of popcorn for movie night.

“uncle jamie!” she squeals and you hear jamie laugh.

“hi munchkin. you excited to spend the week with aunt y/n and i?” you couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation. after a few minutes, you hear the door close and jamie walks into the kitchen with junie resting on his hip. she sweals when she sees you and she reaches her hands out to you. you take her from jamie’s arms and start tickling her sides. she laughs and giggles and then you cease your actions.

“hi june bug. you ready for the best sleepover ever?” she nods her head enthusiastically and then the microwave goes off, signaling the popcorn being done. you set her on the counter and she watches as you take the bag of popcorn out and empty it into a bowl.

“what are you doing?” she asks

“we’re gonna watch a movie and you need popcorn, duh.” she giggles

“alright, let’s go to the living room.” you help her off the counter and head into the small living room. jamie sits on the end of the couch, you sit beside him, and junie opts to sit in your lap.

“what movie are we watching?” she asks and you tell her she’ll see. when the opening scene comes on, she gets excited.

“frozen!” she cheers and you and jamie both softly laugh. the two of you loved frozen, and now with junie here, it gave you more of a reason to watch it.

jamie is pretty much the only one eating the popcorn since you and junie were too busy singing.

“oh my god! jamie, it’s our song, come on,” you get up and extend a hand to him. he sighs and gets up off the couch, taking your hand in his.

“okay, can i just… say something crazy?”

“i love crazy,” jamie sings back.

“all my life has been a series of doors in my face,” you turn so that your back is facing jamie. “and then suddenly i bump into you,” you dramatically turn back around to face him. the two of you continue to sing along to the song, making junie laugh. when you’re done, you sit back down on the couch, huffing from your performance.

“you have an awful voice, uncle jamie.” he gasps at her antics and you hold back a laugh. jamie then starts to fake cry and junie just laughs. soon, let it go starts to play and both you and junie sing your lungs out to it.

jamie just watches in adoration, thinking of how someday he’d love to have this with you. his own little family. as you were singing with junie, jamie toys with the ring box in his pocket, smiling to himself as you finish off the song.

“how’d we do, jaim?” jamie is snapped out of his thoughts by your voice and he gives you a big smile.

“10/10. i think american idol called,” he points to your phone lying on the coffee table and you laugh.

“i think it’s for june bug here. she’s the real star of the show.” she hugs your legs, looking up at you. you brush the stray hairs out of her face.

“can we have mac n cheese tonight? but the frozen ones!” you nod

“just your luck, i think we still have some in the pantry.” she cheers and you head into the kitchen to cook dinner. she follows you, her little feet padding on the hardwood floor.

you could already tell this week was going to be amazing.

tags: @jackhues @jackhughesily

a/n: some jamie fluff to cope with this long week

#jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale #nhl hockey #nhl #anaheim ducks

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 41- And What If I Don't?

Chapter Summary:  Out to dinner with her family, Jen is questioned about her personal life as a few members want her to date someone within her race. But she questions what the problem is with not. JenKook spend a night in the dorm alone while the guys are out.

Words: 9,000+

Genre: Major Jungkook fluff!! 

-------- Jen ran around backstage to find her family as soon as she read a text from Vienna that they were there. It’s been ages. She couldn’t contain her excitement. It’s been so long since she’s seen her family. Tonight, was the BTS Begins concert and finally, her family could attend a BTS concert together.

“There she is!” Her dad shouted, running up to her. He caught her as she jumped into his arms, spinning her around.

“Jennie!” Her sisters squeal, joining in the hug with their mom.

Jennie couldn’t help but tear up as her chest tightened from the overwhelming emotion of seeing her family. When she pulled away, Alani giggled and wiped her developing tears. 

“Girl, don’t ruin your makeup.”

“I’m just so happy you guys are here.” Jennie sniffed.

“Wow, just look at you. You’re really growing up. Still, have a good head on your shoulders I see.”

Her mom ran a hand through her hair, admiring how grown up she looked.

“And your butt got bigger.” Vienna pointed out, poking it.

“Hey! Hands off.” Jennie laughed.

“Your grandparents, aunts and uncles also made it. They’re in their seats.” Her dad informed her.

“Awesome. We’re going out to dinner afterward. Here, let me introduce you to the members. Come on!” Jennie gestured for them, to follow her. 

She headed into a room to see the members chilling around. “Hey, my family is here.”

“YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Hobi squealed and rushed out of his seat, eager to meet them.

“Don’t make them deaf.” She laughed and opened the door, gesturing for her family to come in. “Guys, this is my mom, my dad, and older sisters, Vienna and Alani.”

“So, these are the guys who got you in good hands.” Her dad nodded in approval. “It’s very nice to finally meet you.”

“We’ve been expecting you.” Namjoon politely greeted. “I’m Namjoon. Leader of BTS. It’s nice to meet you. Jennie has been working very hard. We’re very proud of her growth.”

“Oh, don’t gas me up.” Jennie felt her face warm up from his praise. “This is Jimin.” She pointed to him as he shyly waved and said, “Hello.” In English. “That’s Yoongi, Jin, this is our burst of energy, Hobi.”

“Hello, I’m your Hope.” He smiled.

“Taehyung. He was the first friend I made in Korea.” She smiled.

“Hello!” He happily waved, showing off his boxy grin.

“And this is Jungkook.” She pointed him out as he smiled politely, greeting them respectfully.

“It’s nice to meet you, fellas. Thank you for taking care of our daughter.” Her mom beamed. Namjoon and Jen had to translate so the members and her family could understand each other. “We hope she’s not a handful.”

“No! I’m not a handful.” Jen defended herself.

“We’ll let the members be the judge of that.” Her dad laughed.

Her sisters caught Jungkook watching Jennie with a smile and they glance at each other knowingly. 

“I saw that,” Vienna murmured to her.

“I did too.” Alani nodded. “So that’s Jungkook in the flesh.”

Jen’s mom had informed the members that she was an orthodontist and that if they needed any help with their teeth, to give her a call. When the members found out, they were amazed at her profession.

“Whaaaa, so that’s why munchkin’s smile is so pretty,” Hobi confirmed, staring at Jen and her mom back and forth.

The concert was going great as the members finished performing Boy in Luv. The members gathered around the stage after taking a short water break. Each of them was sweating from performing all night. And now it was getting time to close the show. Jen stood next to Jimin and Hobi.

“Okay, so that was it for BTS Live Trilogy Episode I. BTS Begins.” Rapmon said as the fans began to aw in protest. “Thank you so much again for being here together with us. Let’s say our goodbyes one by one. Let’s start with our baby girl, Jennie.”

Miss Bangtan looked around at the fans with a smile as they cheered for her. 

“Did you guys have fun!?” she asked.

“Yes!” They loudly respond.

“I love you, all!”

“We love you, too!”

She looked content as she exhaled. “Okay. I’m not great at expressing my feelings. There’s always so much I want to say but sometimes I can’t express it in words. But I’m always overwhelmed with happiness because of your passion. ARMY, you give me that strength, that extra push to overcome anything. You make this experience exciting. It’s thanks to you ARMY, BTS is where we’re at today. Thank you for always cheering us on. We’re grateful for that. Our families are here tonight...” She trailed off as she paused, looking down at her feet.

“Awwww! Don’t cry!” The crowd started to say as they noticed her trying to pull herself together.

The members looked on, smiling because it was tears of joy.

“I’m trying not to cry!” She laughed, looking back up at the crowd. “But, the fact that I get to perform in front of my family tonight, is truly special. I dunno where they are in the crowd but I’m very happy that I get to show you how much I’ve grown as a performer. Thank you for always being there for me in spirit even if you’re not always here to visit me or vice versa. I love you.” She smiled and bowed, waving at the crowd.

Next was Jungkook, “I’m not Rap Monster, the guy with sexy brains, so I’m not really good with words. After many international tours and shows, it’s been a long time since we’ve had this amazing concert in Korea. I was surprised at your voice again and was touched again. I’m not good with words so I’ll repeat what I had written before. It’s because of you that I am here. And we are here.” He said as he received cheers. “Thank you so much and we’ll prepare more great shows like this. So please cheer for us with loud voices. Thank you.”

“I’ll go next,” Jin spoke up. “I make an effort to communicate a lot with our ARMY via our official online café. I sometimes blurt out some comment but that’s a lot coming from me. I talked on the phone with my mother and she said, ‘I feel so grateful that there are so many friends who stand by you’. So, I feel grateful that you’re here. Thank you.”

“Did you have fun today?” Hobi asked

“Yes!” The crowd responded

“Did you have fun?”

“Yes!”

“I love you, too. Before the show started I was really nervous but now that I’m up here performing, it’s fun. I have something I really want to say, today. I was really happy today. In fact, what singers feel on their show are ‘really fun, excited, hot passionate’, these types of emotions mostly. But I was really happy today. It’s you. I am happy all thanks to you. It’s thanks to your cheers, that our songs can echo louder.”

The crowd started chanting don’t cry because it looked like Hobi was tearing up as his voice became shaky. “It’s thanks to your applause, that we get more attention and focus from the public and the fans.” He went on. “Thank you so much for coming and rooting so passionately for us. Today my family came here. I don’t know where they are but BTS’ families are here. My mom, dad and older sister. It was so nice to show them how we perform and I felt really happy. Thank you. I will improve more as well as BTS improving more. I’ll show you with actions, not words. I love you.”

“I am so sorry to keep you waiting for long,” Jimin spoke as Jennie chuckled and shook her head.

“It’s been so nice to see you like this. You know what I think? In the back, I went over what I was going to say on stage and I wanted to say something cool like Rap Monster.”

“I didn’t say anything yet,” Rapmon spoke on the mic with a smile.

“But I’m not good at that.” Jimin looked around.

“It’s okay, you have a great body,” Rapmon added as Jimin shot him a thumbs up.

“And I’ve made a lot of mistakes which I’ll regret later at home. Anyway, as J-Hope said, I’ve had such a happy time to be able to perform in front of you again, like this. Can you love us with the same passion on the next album?”

“Yes!��� The crowd cheered.

“You’ll continue to love us?”

“Yes!”

“To all of those who love our songs and love our performances, I want to say thank you and I love you. Thank you so much.”

“Yes.” Yoongi looked around. “Of all the countries, we’ve been on a tour, there’s no place like Korea. I love it here. In fact, about this time last year, we had our fan meeting here. Some of you may remember and some of you might not have been there but today feels like that day and I love it. it’s been a year since our fan meeting but I honestly think that without you fans, BTS won’t exist. We’ll have no shape or form. But ARMY, thanks to you fans, we, BTS, can exist. And Suga, not Min Yoongi, can exist. Thank you so, so much and I want to tell you again, I love you. I love you, guys.”

“Yes, you guys...” V spoke. “I was really looking forward to this concert. This is our second concert after Episode 2. I have been waiting for this concert. And now we’ve had this show and I think ARMY is the best. Yes, and my mom and dad are here today. Can I tell them something?”

“Yes!”

“Dad, mom! Thank you for bringing me into this world with ARMY.” He grinned and bowed. “And I promise to make even better stages than American TV series. I’ll make them.”

“I’m done.” Jennie laughed.

“Why you?” Yoongi asked.

“What about us?” Jin asked.

“We should all make them together,” Jimin suggested with a giggle.

“VTS,” Hobi announced.

“Just kidding,” V said. “BTS will go on for 10, 20 years so...you’ll stay with us, right?”

“Yes!”

“Thank you so much.”

“I feel so proud.” Rap Monster finally spoke. “Last year here, in our fan meeting everyone was like, ‘what should I say? ‘What do I tell them?’, ‘How should I speak? I want to say something cool.’, But now they can all express how grateful they feel to those who are here. I recently released RM. It’s the first work in 8 years since I’ve started to rap. That’s not what I’m trying to say but there is a Problematic man and I have my individual schedule recently. So, I was really worried to work for both that and concert preparation. I should be more invested in the concert to show you a good performance but I was worried if my schedule would make it possible. But a few days ago I thought, how lucky I am to have these kinds of worries. I was grateful that I get to be worried if I could pull off this concert well.” 

He went on, “Before then, I told my members, this is so hard, that is so hard, I am so busy, I’m so tired. I’d say this to them a lot. But one day I was sitting in the workroom and realized how happy and lucky I was to be able to feel pressure about this concert and to want to do something more. So, after that, I felt really happy getting ready and waiting for the concert. It’s been so fun and now I’m having my own schedule but the other members are preparing a lot of individual things and have a lot to show you in the future. As a leader, I started my individual activities first but the other members are working hard and practicing for their thing, getting better and ready. So, please look forward to seeing them doing great things. Thank you again for taking your precious time and being here with us.”

Jimin interrupted him because he wanted to give a shout out to his dad. “Father! Thank you so much for letting me be on this stage, father! Also, I am so grateful and happy that Rap Monster is our leader and that I have BTS members.”

“Yes, I have my parents and relatives here as well. And I want to tell them thank you and I love you. With this in mind, we’ll give you our last song. Hopefully, you enjoy it.” Rapmon said as the lights went out.

The members stood around in a circle as Jen stood in between Suga and Jimin. As soon as Jungkook began to sing the first words of Born Singer, the crowd erupted into cheers. The stage went around slowly as it spun them in a slow circle.

I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek (I swear)

eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good, whoa whoa, Yeah yeah yeah

Jennie looked down at her feet as she listened to Suga passionately begin to rap,

nansaeng cheoeum bangtaniran ireumeuro seon mudae

Samnyeon jeon cheotmudaeui maeumeul dashi geomunhae

Yeojeonhi daegu chonnom raeppeowa dareulge eobseotji but

Amachueoran daneo wie peuroran daneoreul deot sseotji

Geutorok weonhadeon mudae raepeul hamyeo choom choolddae

Ajik sala isseumeul neuggyeo pigonhago godwin chooltwindae

Ddawineun gyeondilmanhae naesaramdeuli jikyeobonigga

Momi apado beotilmanhae hamseongdeuli millyeo onigga

Debwi jeonhooui chauijeom aidolgwa raeppeo sai gyeonggyeeh

Salado yeojeonhi nae gongcheken raimi chaisseo

Daegishilgwa mudae saieseon peneul deulgo gasareul sseo

Ireon naega nideul nooneneun myeoga dallajweosseo?

Damn shit nan yeojeonhae

Naega byeonhaetdago? (what?) gaseo jeonhae

Byeonhameobshi bonjileul jikyeo I'm still rapperman

Samnyeonjeongwa dareumeobshi raebhago noraehae I'm out

Putting the mic up to her lip, she began to sing softly, “I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek, I swear. Eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo, yeogi isseo...”

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good

After Rapmon’s rap, the vocal line sung the chorus.

I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek (I swear)

eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo (yeogi isseo)

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good

Placing the mic back to her mouth, she began to her verse, “Every time I look in the mirror I see that little girl staring at me with big dreams. Be an Idol, I said, well look at me now. But it’s not over yet, this journey won’t stop here. I have a long way to go, I must not fear. And these haters dare try to define me and claim my color is wrong?” Her voice ended up growling as she closed her eyes, holding the mic with both hands.

“Despite the tears I’ve shed, I will remain strong. Every doubt these haters have, I will prove em wrong. From the countless guitar strumming to the dance practices, I knew the success was forthcoming. My daddy always told me to follow my heart. My mama always told me to take the risks. My sisters always told me these roadblocks would be persevered. And my brothers always told me not to let these haters define me.”

She opened her eyes, removing one hand from the mic. “I’m still that same little girl but with bigger dreams and motivations.” She placed a hand over her heart. “I’ll continue to do my own thing, no one’s stopping my shine.”

I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek (I swear)

eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo (yeogi isseo)

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good

uriga ddwieotdeon nal uri gachi gyeokeotdeon nal

Samnyeoniran shigan modu hanaga dwaetdeon maeum

Geureoge heulrin piddami nal jeokshine

Mudaega ggeutnan dwi noonmooli beonjine

Maesungan mada jashinege dajimhae choshimeul ilji anhge

Hansan nadamge cheoeumui naehge buggeureobji ahnge

So we go we go we go

Deo wiro wiro wiro

After J-Hope’s rap, all the members turn around, singing the chorus.

I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek (I swear)

eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo (yeogi isseo)

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good

The members placed their mics up in the air as the crowd took over to sing. Jennie felt herself tearing up. Then they sing the chorus one last time.

I'm a born singer jom neujeobeorin gobaek (I swear)

eonjenna meolgiman haesseotdeon shingiruga noon abe isseo (yeogi isseo)

I'm a born singer eojjeomyeon ireun gobaek

geuraedo neomu haengbokhae I'm good

The crowd cheered loudly as the confetti shot out from the ceiling. The members gather around, holding hands as they take their bows.

“Thank you! Thank you!” The members shouted, waving at the crowd. Jennie tagged a few hands, with a big smile on her face, walking around the arena as the members scattered around. She ended up blowing kissing with Hobi and she even grabbed some lucky phones from fans to take a selfie.

Afterwards, the members gather around again. “Yes, for over 2 and a half hours, I was truly happy. I hope you were too. Thank you so much again.” Rapmon said as they took their final set of bows, thanking the crowd once again.

“Yah, yah, yah, what are you guys doing?” The teacher spoke up from the stage. “I told you guys to get back inside after cleaning the music room! Hurry inside. And you guys, write down what is on the blackboard.”

The members walked up the stage as the teacher kept asking various questions. “Are you BTS or something? Hurry up inside, you troublemakers. I wonder what they’ll become when they grow up. I’m losing sleep because of you.”

The members walk up the steps and take a seat in the classroom before looking back at the crowd as the concert ends.

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After the show, Jennie offered to take the family out to dinner to catch up before they would have to leave early in the morning.

“You have no idea how happy I am that you all came. I know how busy we all are but thank you for coming.” She smiled. 

Seeing her family tonight gave her an extra push to perform even harder, to show how much she’s grown as a performer. It was special performing in front of them.

“Of course, I wished that we came to your other concerts but we were fortunate to be able to attend this one.” Her mom smiles.

“So, what did you think of the concert?” She smiles nervously.

“Absolutely incredible!” Her dad praised her.

“Yeah, can I just say that I felt attacked throughout that entire show?” Vienna raised her hand.

“It’s great to see you so loved by fans. Wonderful job out there.” Her Uncle added.

“That dancing of yours, the body rolls, the hips, where did all that come from?” Alani asked in amazement.

“I agree, I never seen you dance like that with Amity. What changed?” Her aunt, from her mom’s side, decided to ask.

Jen smiled, thinking of Hobi. “A friend just told me to dance and I just broke the chain that was holding me back.”

“It’s going to take some time to see my granddaughter dance like that. But wonderful job out there.” Her grandma on her mom’s side spoke.

“So, what are you working on now, in BTS?” Alani asked.

“Well, I’m learning to rap.” Jennie proudly revealed.

“Eh...singing suits you better.” Her aunt declared, earning an annoyed look from her sister. “It’s like everyone wants to be a rapper these days. You can do so much more.”

“I love to sing but I’d like to rap too. Been wanting to for a few years.”

“Why? You’re great at singing, why don’t you just stay with what you’re skilled in?”

“Because I want to branch out and learn more musically.” She strongly stated her plans. “Yoongi told me how different I sound when I rap. My voice becomes rawer and we’re working on putting more emotion in my voice when I rap.”

“Rap? Hm...you don’t look like a rapping type of person...” Her grandfather on her dad’s side murmured.

“It’s best not to judge a book by its cover, Pop Pop.”

Alani and Vienna snort in unison, feeling proud of their baby sister for standing up for what she wants to do in her life. If she wanted to rap, let her rap. It was interesting, yet sad to see their family divided on what Jen wanted to do.

“If she wants to rap, let her rap.” Their mom spoke up. “Your father and I support you. Don’t worry about a thing.”

Jen smiled gratefully. “I’m also trying to improve my dancing and vocal skills. I’m just trying to take it one day at a time, y’know?”

“Are you making a lot of friends in Korea?” Her aunt on her dad’s side asked.

“Oh yeah, I have quite a handful. I want to get to know more idols as well. I do get stared at a lot. Sometimes I think it’s because of my hair.” She let out a chuckle.

“Or it’s because of the skin color.” Her mom’s sister blurted out.

“Really?” Her mom snapped.

“I’m just saying.”

“Okay, but did you really need to bring that up? Ignore her, please keep talking.”

Jen let out a sigh. She hoped they wouldn’t begin bickering. “I mean, it could be that too. But it doesn’t really bother me. I’ve been getting more accepted lately, and I’m happy about that. I seem well loved now than I was when I first debuted.”

“How’s school in Korea?” Her dad asked.

“English is simple, my guitar class is starting to get more challenging. But school is...school.” She shrugged.

“How long are you doing this BTS thing for? Will you be leaving the group anytime soon to come back to America?” Her aunt spoke up again. She still wasn’t fond of Jen being in Korea in the first place.

“You never know what the future may hold. I hope that BTS lasts for a long time.” Jen answered calmly.

“You think you’ll ever leave BTS?”

“No way.” She answered immediately. “They’re my family. Why would I leave?”

“You really like asking questions about her leaving a group she’s happy with, huh Nicole?” Her mom frowned at her sister, shaking her head.

“I’m just curious.” Nicole shrugged.

“She’s staying in Korea.”

Jennie face palmed while her sisters, sitting on each side of her started chuckling. 

“They’re worse when they’re back home,” Vienna informed.

“I’m sure,” Jennie murmured.

“So how is Big Hit Entertainment?” Her uncle spoke up with a smile.

Jennie looked up at her Uncle, thankful he changed the subject. “I love the company. Everyone is so supportive, even the staff and managers. And I’m very happy that they take my hair and skin into consideration. Being in BTS, we always help and support each other. And we have heart to hearts. I feel like we’re stronger together when we work together.”

Suddenly Nicole sighed. “Sometimes I do wish you went solo instead. You have potential. I think being in a group holds you back.”

“I beg to differ.” Jennie stood her ground. “Being in a group helps me grow as we all grow together. I used to dance stiffly until Hobi helped me out. My breathing when I sing and as I practice rapping has improved thanks to Jungkook and Yoongi respectively. And I feel more like myself thanks to the members. Every one of us has changed musically and we’re only improving.”

“Going solo can give you more opportunities.” Her grandma on her dad’s side spoke up.

“I agree.” Her grandfather from her mom’s side nodded. “I feel as though you can reach more success going solo.”

Jennie let out another sigh. 

Seriously? Nothing they could say would make her not want to be in a group. She enjoyed working with a team. She understands that families will say things like this. They just want to see their younger ones strive for success but this right here was unnecessary.

“Sorry, but a group is where I’ll be staying.” She asserted.

“Suit yourself.”

“Lately, we’ve been getting word that Songstress Entertainment would like you and Angelina to come back for an Amity reunion. Are you considering? Fans would love to see it.” Nicole revealed.

“Hell no. Fuck outta here.” Jen immediately retorted.

“Don’t curse Jennifer.” Her grandparents on both sides lectured in unison.

“Sorry.” She waved their lectures away.

“Don’t you think you’re being selfish to the fans? They’ve been anticipating it. Hoping you all would move past the bad blood.” Her aunt added.

Jen stared at her as irritation filled her voice. “No.”

As the dinner progressed, with Jennie taking a break from being the center of discussion, a timid fan came over, bowing politely, speaking in broken English. 

“I’m sorry to bother, but I want you to have. I hope it the right candy.” The girl presented her with a bag of smarties.

“Oh wow, thank you so much.” She bowed, accepting them with a smile.

“You were amazing tonight. I hope you get lot of rest and eat well. I am looking forward to next comeback.” The fan left, making Jennie feel good inside.

“Well, that was sweet.” Vienna smiled.

“Don’t you get annoyed by that? Fans coming over like that while you’re eating?” Her dad’s sister asked.

“Not at the moment. It always brings joy to my heart to see fans do the little things for you.” Jennie replied with no hesitation. 

The fan seemed to be in a hurry to get home although she waited patiently as long as she could. It was a sweet gesture. Everyone in the BTS fandom knew of her smartie obsession.

“So...you got a boyfriend, yet?” Her father blurted out, causing everyone to laugh. 

Jennie turned to him in shock. “Dad!”

“What? I’m curious.”

“Yeah, when are you going to get a man? We gotta check him out, make sure he’s good for you." Her Uncle chimed in with a smile.

“Alani got herself a fine, young black man at her college.” Her mom informed her. “He’s majoring in Political Science. Such a polite young man. Very handsome too.”

“Oh, is that so?” Jennie murmured, disinterested.

Here we go...she was not in the mood to talk about anyone’s relationship. This was normal in her family. There were family members who weren’t even here tonight who would talk about how they looked forward to the three sisters dating. Vienna had suffered from her family setting her up with various guys back in high school and she refused every one of them when she vowed to never date again after being cheated on. It was a headache for the three sisters.

“Why are you telling everyone my business? It’s not a big deal.” Alani frowned. 

She tried to keep her relationship a secret but somehow, some way, someone spilled the beans and showed photos on her private Instagram. She was livid when her secret got out.

“Oh hush, be proud.” Her grandma on her dad’s side waved her comment away. “We’re still trying to get Vienna to get herself a man. She’s so stubborn.”

“Ain’t happenin’. I’m only hooking up with people. I don’t do relationships...” Vienna shrugged.

“We should just leave it alone. Clearly, she doesn’t want to date.” Her Uncle said.

“I hope you find yourself with someone in your race,” Nicole told Jennie.

“Young love is a thing, y’know. I want you to be happy.” Her mom added.

“I am happy.” Jennie insisted.

“You could be happy-er...with a black man.” Her mom smiled.

“I’m happy-er with myself.” She bluntly countered.

“Has anyone been interested in you, yet?” Vienna asked.

“Uhhhh not that I know of? I mean I’m pretty sure the guys in Korea would want to date someone in their race anyway. But whatever happens, happens.”

“You mean to tell us that NO ONE is interested??”

“I mean I don’t think so. I’ve had a few guys have a small crush on me but I don’t think they’re looking for a relationship. I think they want to experiment if you know what I mean. Get an idea of how it feels to be with a foreigner.”

“I think you should put yourself out there, find yourself a nice fella. You’re not getting any younger.” Nicole pointed out. “Don’t drown yourself in your work. Go out.”

“I’m still a teen, jeesh. And no. I’m too busy anyway, BTS is only working harder. We have no time to date anyone. None. Nada. And whenever the time comes when someone has my heart, then I guess I’ll be dating. But jeesh, let me live.” Jennie exclaimed.

“Do you still talk to that fella from American Hustle Life? The one that was in the Boy in Luv music video with you?” Her mom asked.

“Kevin? Yeah. We text each other and see each other’s Instagram posts. We always keep in touch.”

“What about him?”

Jennie stared at her mom with an ‘Are you kidding me?’ facial expression. 

“Um, no? We think of each other as siblings. We're not interested in each other. Stop trying to force something.”

She did miss him and hoped to see him soon, though. She would have to text him after dinner to see what plans they could make since they both were busy. He with school and work, and she with BTS, but thankfully technology was there so they could stay in touch.

“Darn...”

“Well, I’m just really looking forward to her dating, whenever she’s ready. Maybe it can inspire Vienna to date. Don’t let a cheater make you not want to date anymore. There’s good men out there.” Her aunt on her dad’s side added, causing Vienna to stubbornly frown.

“Just make sure you find yourself a fine, young black man when you’re back in America.” Her mom requested.

Jennie looked down on her food as she spoke up, “And what if I don’t date someone within my race?”

Her comment caused everyone to stop talking and look at her. Feeling the intense stares, she looked up from her food. 

“Is that a problem?” She went on.

“You really want more heat on you if you date someone outside your race? Do you really want more hate on you? People talking about you? I wonder what people would think if you dated a White or Asian guy. You’re already dealing with racism. You really want more stuff to deal with?” Her grandma questioned.

“So, you think you’re too good to date someone within your own race?” Nicole questioned.

“Did I say that? No.” Jennie fired back. “As long as someone sees me for who I am and treats me right, that’s all that should matter. Who cares about the race? I don’t care what people will think about me or how people will react. If I’m happy with the guy, and he’s happy with me, that should be all that matters. A relationship is with two people. Not fans, family and friends.” She stated her opinion, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

How the heck did this family conversation turn into her personal life? That’s not what she wanted. She did not want to end up snapping at anyone because they disagreed with her opinions as of late.

“Well I for one, don’t care who you date, as long as they treat you right.” Her father reassured her.

“We agree.” Her sisters add, and so do her Aunt and Uncle on her dad’s side.

“Thank you. Some people with some sense.” Jennie grumbled in irritation.

“Alani, Vienna, the both of you have your license, right?” Their grandfather asked as they nodded. “Jennie, are you learning to drive in Korea?”

“Not yet.” She replied.

“You’re past 16. I know you’re in the group and all but don’t forget about other priorities.”

Jennie set her chopsticks down. “Why do I need to follow the crowd? Let me do my own thing on my own time. I’ll get there. Just not today.” She retorted. “Let me do my own thing in BTS. Let me live my life how I want to. And when I get there, let me date who I want to date. Just because Alani is dating a black man doesn’t mean my dating experience will be the same. I could end up with someone that’s not my race. I could end up with someone that is the same race. I’ll end up who God wants me to be with. And besides, what’s the problem if I do end up being in an interracial relationship? It’s 2015, fam. Come on. I know what I’m doing in my life. I didn’t take you guys out to eat for you to tell me what I should and should not do in my life.”

Alani and Vienna smiled at her statement. They were happy she was standing her ground. A few of her family members looked disappointed at her saying that she could end up with someone not the same race as her. They feared the public’s opinion and didn’t want her to deal with any hate.

“Now can we stop talking about my absent love life?” She demanded.

Thankfully her family backed off.

Jennie turned to her sisters. “How’s college?”

“We had a fire drill and I kid you not I was in the shower. How do you think that made me feel to have to leave the dorm building, with shampoo in my hair, and in a towel? Complete bullcrap.” Alani groaned.

“I’m kind of glad I don’t deal with that.”

“Oh, while we’re talking about school, I wanted to tell you that my play is coming up. I want you to come.” Vienna beamed. “It’ll be around June.”

“Gotcha. I’ll make sure to see if I can make it. I hope so. I want to see you in action.”

“I hope you can make it. And don’t let them get to you about the dating comments. It’s worse for me. But just continue standing your ground. I’m happy that you spoke up. Maybe they’ll finally take a hint.”

“I hope so.”

“So, I must ask, what’s it like living with seven guys? Seven hot guys?”

“It’s interesting. Every day is a new adventure, that’s for sure.”

“You’re not hooking up with anyone are you?” Alani asked.

“No, Alani.” Jennie rolled her eyes.

“I’m just checking because-“

“They’re all so hot, how do you control yourself?” Vienna cut her off.

“I mean, they’re my brothers so...” Miss Bangtan shrugged.

“No really, how do you control yourself and how do they control themselves when you all live in the dorm? I’m sure they’re aware of your big booty. You sure-“

“Bruh, we’re all like brother and sister!”

“Except one,” Alani murmured as an inside joke with Vienna, thinking of a certain member.

“Female fans must be upset to know you live with them,” Vienna added.

“It took a year to reassure them that we have a brother/sister bond and nothing is going on. They seem to have laid off me. Boy did they want to kill me though...” Jennie sighed.

“Well just know I have bail money if I need to kick someone’s ass.” Her mom spoke up.

“That won’t be necessary, honey.” Her husband placed a hand on her shoulder.

“I’ve been doing some research, and I read that Korean men have to serve in the military. What will you do when the BTS members have that?” Alani asked.

“It’s too early in the game to even think about that. For now, we’re taking it one day at a time.” Jennie answered. She didn’t even want to think about when that day came for the members.

The dinner had shifted back into a positive one without any more dating questions. Her family was surprised when Jennie told them she would pay for everyone’s meal as she went up to pay at the register with her sisters by her side.

“So, how’s Jungkook?” Alani smiled.

“He’s doing great. I’ll tell him you asked about him.” Jennie answered happily.

“Did anything happen between you two?”

“Um, well we game and we work out together...”

“Oh, so you see him all sweaty and such?”

“That’s what usually happens when you work out. You sweat.”

“Y’know Jungkook is really cute, don’t you think?”

“I mean he’s just a baby to us but don’t YOU think he’s cute? You get to work out with him, check out his muscles.” Vienna added.

“Yeah, I bet she loves his hugs. His strong arms wrapped around her-“

“Will you two shut up!? Thirsty ass hoes.” Jennie snapped, feeling her face warm up. “He’s my best friend.”

“Mm hm...Vienna, she doesn’t get it, yet.” Alani confirmed.

“Yeah, she doesn’t get it.”

“You guys are weird.” Jennie went back to the table. 

Why did they have to bring up Jungkook suddenly?

“Mm hm...I’m betting they’ll get together before this year is over.” Vienna guaranteed.

“Well, I believe they’ll get together in early 2016. I’m the smarter one, I know I’m right.”

“Suuurrreeee....”

“Jennie...she seems like she’ll be in denial. So, it may take her some time to realize. But you know Jungkook’s lingering stares are more than enough.”

“You think so?”

“I know so. Did you not see the way he was staring at her before the concert? Heart eyes muthafucka.” She quoted the Vine video.

Vienna giggled. “I ship it. And they are getting older, so, it should be a matter of time. I wonder if he’s even aware of how he feels.”

“Soon enough he’ll realize it’s more than just an admiration.”

“Man, I wish we could stay longer to see those two. We’ll have to just bombard her with questions when we’re back home.”

“That would be nice if we could stay.”

----

After saying her goodbyes to her family, leaving the dinner on a happy note despite the passionate discussions from earlier, Jennie went back to the dorm, not expecting any of the members to be back because they were probably out with their families. But then she saw Jungkook, gaming on the couch.

“Oh, hey. I thought everyone would still be out.” She set her bag down.

“I came back 20 minutes ago. The Hyungs are still out with their families. How was your dinner?”

“It was...fine.” She shrugged, strolling over to the couch as he offered her the second player controller. She listened to him discuss how his family dinner went while they played 3 rounds of Dead or Alive 5. Jungkook couldn’t help but notice that she wasn’t as enthusiastic while gaming with him and decided to pause the game.

“All right, talk to me.” He demanded, placing his controller on the table.

“Huh?” She turned to him, in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t see your smile. Something is wrong. You always smile when you game with me. You haven’t at all. Please talk to me about it, I want you to be happy. Not troubled.”

Jennie exhaled and placed her controller down. “Sometimes I wish you didn’t notice the little things.”

“Well, it’s hard not to notice you upset when your cute smile isn’t showing on your pretty face.” He blurted out. 

He soon realized what he just said and glanced away shyly. He began to feel flushed but looked back up at her in surprise when she chuckled softly.

“You’re really sweet to say that to me. Thanks, Kookie.”

“A-anytime. So, you wanna vent?”

“Yeah, that’ll be nice.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I dunno I just feel so...frustrated.”

“Because?”

She let out another sigh. “It’s like people wanna tell me what I should and should not do. A few family members weren’t too fond of knowing that I was learning to rap. They don’t see me as a rapper. It irks me. Why can’t you just be happy for me? A homeless person can be wearing the same clothes for months but could have a talented voice, so don’t judge a book by its cover, you feel me?”

He nodded, gesturing her to keep going. “Okay, I don’t have my license yet but my sisters do. I’m happy for them, but I don’t need to do everything just because everyone else is doing things. I have a lot on my plate here. I’m doing what I love. I’m growing with all of you guys in BTS, musically, mentally and physically. I want to branch out, try new things, and go back to old things I used to do when I was younger. And I’m doing that. But all they wanna ask me is when I’m going solo and when I’ll be back in America. Like really? That crap hurts to hear.”

Jungkook blinked at her. It surprised him that they would ask those questions. And it made him happy that she was eager to remain here in Korea with BTS. He had no idea how he would react if she did go back home.

“Being in a group does not hold me back, it motivates me to work even harder. I’m at my fullest potential with BTS. But some of them just don’t see that. It’s annoying.” She shook her head.

She went on, “What’s really bothering me is that some of them want me to date someone within my race. But what’s the problem if I end up in an interracial relationship? You never know what will happen in the future. Anything can happen in a blink of an eye. The love bug can bite you just like that and you’re hooked. Someone can just...take your breath away. Have a special place in your heart and...next thing you know, you’ll be in love. Why can’t we just...look past the skin color, look past the race, and just look at who the person is, personality wise. How that person makes you feel. How happy they make you feel. You get me?”

“Yeah...” He whispered. “I understand exactly just how you feel.”

“I don’t understand what the big deal is. They should be happy that I’m happy, even if I do date someone from a different race. Some have some sense, the others, like my mom and aunt, however...they need to stop being so close minded. It is 2015.”

“Well, like you said, love is patient and unpredictable.” He spoke up. “All you want is someone who makes you happy, someone, to be patient with you and respect you. I’m sure your family can understand that.”

She looked at him in surprise. “You remember that? That was back in 2014 when I said that.”

“Well...” He tilted his head to the side out of habit and smiled keenly. “It’s hard to not remember listening to you voice your opinion so passionately. Just follow your heart. Follow what you want. And whoever the guy you’ll end up with, if he’s not the same race as you, I’m sure he’ll do whatever he can to make you happy and to prove to some of your doubting family members that he’s good enough for you.”

“You know...you really...are something else, Jungkook. I swear, whoever is going to be your girlfriend is going to be one lucky lady.” She smiled and turned back to the game.

“Nah...I’ll be the lucky one.” He murmured with a lingering gaze.

After three more rounds of gaming, Jennie asked, “You wanna watch a movie?”

“Yeah sure, let’s watch-“

“No Iron Man, this time, we watched it last time.” She cut him off, as he pouted.

“But it’s so good.”

“Jeon Jungkook.” She warned.

“Fine, fine. Let’s watch a horror movie.”

“Horror? I don’t do horror.”

Running a hand through his hair, he smiled shyly. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

“Jeon Cena to the rescue. All right. I’ll take you up on your offer. I’ll make the popcorn.” She got up from the couch and went to the kitchen while Jungkook set up the movie.

While waiting for the popcorn to finish popping, Jennie went through the cabinets to search for any snacks and poured a bowl of chips for them. 

When she went to place the chips back, she noticed a small box of cookies and cream pepero. “Oh snap, we’re eating these. It’s been a while since I’ve had some pocky.”

After getting the snacks situated, she turned off the lights and sat next to him on the couch. “Just a fair warning, if I scream or jump, I’m gonna have to be in your arms.”

“I don’t mind. It’s encouraged.” He chuckled.

As the movie progressed, Jennie found herself scooting closer and closer to Jungkook throughout the scenes of suspense, trying to predict when there would be a jump scare. When there finally was one, she jumped in fright, holding onto his arm.

“You all right?” He teased.

“Oh, I’m good. I’m good.” She quickly answered as she placed her legs on the couch to get in a more comfortable position. 

Jungkook enjoyed the feeling of her holding onto his arm and only hoped that she would get closer as he had a sudden urge to hold her.

“Oh God...” She groaned at the gore, placing her forehead on his shoulder. She continued to cling to him throughout the movie, while Jungkook enjoyed the skinship. She let out a scream during another jump scare, finally ending up in his arms as he chuckled and held her close. “Why are we watching this!?”

“Because it’s entertaining.”

“To you!” She exclaimed. As she snuggled against him, she ended up making commentary for the movie. “You see, if I was there, I would have just run away. Why would you go in the house!? I would’ve been like, deuces! And left so I would stay alive. There is no way in the world I would go in the house. WHY would you go in the house!? Are-are they about to go down there? RUN! Don’t go near the noise!”

“I don’t think they can hear you, Jennie.”

“Well, they should! They’d be alive if they listened to me-“ She shrieked in fright yet again. “Is this almost over!?”

“Jennie, we’re only 45 minutes into the movie.”

“Are you kidding me!? There is no way!” She grabbed the remote and saw it’s been over 40 minutes.

“Oh, mah God...why? You really tryna kill me tonight.” She said over his laughter. She grabbed the pepero box and began to munch on a couple of sticks.

“Hey.”

“Hm?” She looked up at him, with a new pepero stick, sticking out of her mouth. 

He glanced at the end of the stick, immediately thinking of the last time they played the Pocky Game. He had the desire to bite the end of the stick, but his shyness got to him, preventing him from doing so.

“C-can I have some?”

Biting half of the stick, she nodded. “Yeah, sure.” She handed him the box. 

They continued to watch the movie as the killer ran after the victims. As their fingers brushed against each other when digging into the box, they noticed that there was only one stick left. Jen took it out and examined it.

“Last stick. Who gets it?” She turned her head to him.

“I want it.”

“Well guess what? I want it to.”

“What are we gonna do about it?” He challenged.

“I guess there’s only one way to settle this...” She turned her body to face him. “Pepero game?”

“You’re on.” He competitively accepted her challenge, gaining confidence as his shyness started to go away.

She placed the stick in her mouth, slowly munching while he bit the other end. Feeling mischievous and bold, Jungkook’s warm hands cupped her face, causing her to look into his eyes instead of glancing at the stick. She stopped munching as he suddenly leaned forward, inching closer to her face. He bit down, almost taking the entire stick as he pulled away. Jen was left with a tiny piece, watching him chew his stick victoriously.

Taken aback at his sudden actions, she stared at him in disbelief. “H-hey! What was the for?!” She shouted. She watched the cocky grin appear on his face as he finished eating his large portion of the last stick. “You big bunny! That wasn’t fair! That’s not how you play!” She smacked him on the arm as he laughed hysterically, trying to stop her.

Grabbing one of the pillows on the couch, she hit him, multiple times. He finally grabbed a hold of her weapon and snatched it out of her hands, using her weapon against her. Their hair began to get disheveled from the assault of their pillow attacks. The 97 Liners tried to snatch the pillow out of each other’s hands until Jennie pulled him into a headlock.

“Hey!” He shouted.

“What? What was that?” She taunted, squeezing his head tighter. “Huh? I can’t hear you!” She mocked over his protests. 

Her taunting would soon stop when he escaped her grip and wrestled her on the couch as they rolled around. Jennie enjoyed the days when Jungkook would show more of his playful side. And tonight, was a perfect night to boost her mood.

Jungkook easily grabbed a hold of her wrists and pinned them down by the sides of her head, laying on top of her. Both parties panted softly from their physical activity as he stared down at her. A confident smirk appeared on his face as he raised his eyebrows.

“Well, well, look who won.”

“You wish.” She tried to wiggle out of his grip but to no avail.

“I think it’s obvious that I won.”

“Nope.”

“Just admit it.”

“No.”

“Admit it.”

“No.”

“Well, do I need to...tickle it out of you?” He smiled mischievously.

“No!” She shouted in panic. 

That would be torture. She wanted to stay as far away from tickling as possible.

“Then admit it, Jennie.”

“All right...” She sighed in defeat. “Victory is yours...” She announced unenthusiastically.

“The Golden Maknae always wins. If you can’t beat me, you might as well join me.” He smiled cockily.

She mocked his cocky smile, rolling her eyes as he laughed at her. When she finally saw an opening, from him believing he won, she swiftly used her strength to slide out of his grip and shoved him off the couch. Jungkook grunted as he fell off the couch in surprise while Jennie laughed hysterically at the sight. His face was priceless.

“Oops.” She shrugged. “Wait, wait, what was that you were saying a few moments ago? The Golden Maknae always what? Wins? Looks like you’re taking an L tonight, my friend.” She teased

“So that’s how you wanna play, eh?” His voice went down an octave, ceasing her laughter. He sounded serious as his competitive side began to take over.

“Wait, Kookie, it was all in good fun.” She giggled nervously.

“It was all in good fun.” He quipped.

“Stop, hahaha, really. Come on Kookie, you have to admit that was funny.” She stammered, getting off the couch. 

She walked around, taking steps back as he stood up and followed her. When he launched forward, she shrieked, barely evading his attempt to grab her. She made a run for it around the living room, with him high on her tail. When she was on one side of the couch, while Jungkook was on the other side, she analyzed his movements, cautiously pondering what could she do to escape whatever he was planning to do.

“Oh, hell no-behave!” She yelled when he jumped across the couch. She made a run for it again, aiming to run to her bedroom but he caught her by wrapping an arm around her waist. “No! Knock it off! Put me down!” She shouted with laughter when she was picked up, over his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” He mocked, spinning her around as she banged her fists on his back. 

The two ended up wrestling again once he placed her back on the couch. The two of them were determined to pin the other down. Pinning her down in a strong grip once again, Jungkook watched in amusement, leaning in close as she groaned in annoyance. She was annoyed that she couldn’t pin him down. 

“Guess who won again? This guy.” He grinned.

“Seriously?” She threw her head back, sighing in annoyance.

All that was heard was their heavy breathing from their recent wrestling activity while her chest rose up and down with his.

“Relax and I may let you go.” He offered, watching her contemplate his idea. 

If he wasn’t in his competitive mode, he’d shyly notice the position they were in. His body was on top of hers, making sure she was pinned down so she wouldn’t escape. They were too into the wrestling to notice their intimate position.

Jennie relaxed her body momentarily from trying to overpower him. When she felt him loosen his grip slightly, she attempted to wiggle out of his grip to shove him off the couch.

“Mm-Mm.” He shook his head, restricting her from moving. “I think you might as well get used to this position, Jennie.”

“No way, I still got some fight left in me.” She attempted to sit up but his body weight kept her in place.

“This’ll happen often. Might as well deal with it. You’re not pushing me off the couch like last time.”

She finally stopped fighting. “Why do you have to be so strong?”

“Because I’m the Golden Maknae.” He happily announced.

“Must be nice, Kook.”

He chuckled and got off her. “I actually wanted to talk to you about wrestling.”

“Oh really? What about it?” She sat up, fixing her hair.

“I know it’s early, but as you know, there’s going to be wrestling at ISAC. And there’s a 90% chance that you’ll be a part of it. I want to make sure you’re ready. I know how much you want to redeem yourself from last time.”

She fell during the running in her first appearance. He remembered how disappointed she looked that day and wanted to help her ever since. He knew how competitive she was. He was competitive too, and it was always disappointing to mess up and lose. He felt for her and knew how falling during the running relay shot down her self-esteem as she was nicknamed the black girl who fell.

“Really? You’d do that for me?”

“Of course. We can start in a few months, but I wanted to put it in your ear. If you’re able to take me down, these noonas you’ll face will be no match for you. First, I’ll show you to stand your ground, and then we’ll work on the wrestling.”

“Let’s do that! Thank you, I’m looking forward to it.” She beamed.

Although the training will give him an excuse to be extra close to her and show off his strength, he genuinely wants to see her win and prove that Miss Bangtan is a force to be reckoned with.

“I think it’s best to train early so when that time comes, you’ll be ready. So, we’re going to train extra hard in the gym now, okay?” He added.

“You got it.”

The horror movie seemed to still be playing while Jungkook looked around. “Surprised the hyungs aren’t back yet.”

“Yeah. I’m surprised Jin didn’t walk in on us like he always does.”

“Yeah, he usually interrupts us at the craziest times.”

Jungkook grabbed the pepero box, thinking about throwing it away but dug inside of it. “Oh wait, there’s one more stick.” He took the stick out. “We missed one. I guess you tried to beat me up for nothing.” 

“Oh, I don’t regret beating you up.” She smiled innocently.

“Wow, Jennie.”

“Wow, Jungkook.”

“You’re mean.”

“Me? No, you’re mean. Let’s play again.”

“You’re on.”

“And don’t.” She playfully glared at him. “...cheat this time.”

“I wouldn’t call it cheating.” He shrugged with a smile.

“Uh huh. Don’t take the whole stick.”

“All right.”

“Jungkook, don’t.” She warned with a chuckle.

He giggled. "Okay, I promise.”

She placed the stick in her mouth and leaned in. He bit the other side as she started nibbling, initiating the game. To get him back for what he did, she stood up on her knees, placing a hand on his chest while leaning forward.

He widened his eyes at her sudden movements as he watched her bite off a large portion of the stick.

“Now we’re even.” She smiled victoriously and got off the couch, to go to the kitchen.

“What? Really, Jennie?” He huffed in annoyance, chewing the small piece he had in his mouth.

“Really.” She confirmed as she popped another bag of popcorn.

They finish the horror movie after rewinding it to the part they stopped at. 

Jennie stretched. “I’m off to bed.”

“Yeah, I might as well turn in myself.”

“Actually, do you mind sleeping with me? I don’t want to be alone, tonight. I mean, if you’re cool with it.”

Jungkook stared at her seriously, before breaking out into a smile. “It’ll cost you.” He used her quote against her.

“Really?” She crossed her arms.

“Really.”

“I’ll grab my wallet then.” She joked as they shared a laugh.

“I’ll come in your room in a few.”

“Thank you.” She headed into her room.

Jungkook took the time to turn off the TV and place the dishes in the sink. He was happy that she asked him to sleep with her tonight. He looked forward to getting to hold her. It felt like a normal thing for the both of them since they’ve done it so often.

With Jennie, in bed, snuggled up in the covers, resting her eyes, she thought about what her sisters said.

‘I mean he’s just a baby to us but don’t YOU think he’s cute?’

Yeah, she did think he was cute. They were growing up, and it was clear that Jungkook was becoming more handsome as the months went by. Puberty was hitting the both of them like a truck as the baby fat on their faces was no longer there.

He thought she was cute too. He would call her pretty and other compliments. She should make an effort to do the same. Tell him how much he’s appreciated. She was always proud of him. Proud of how much he’s been improving his English, vocals and dancing. She should say it more often.

Laying there in her thoughts, she heard her door open and close as happiness filled her body. Looks like he stayed awake and remembered that she wanted his company in her room tonight. She felt the other side of her bed dipped as he got under the covers with her.

His arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her to his chest as his body heat radiated to hers. As the night went on, she turned over and ended up watching him sleep. He looked so peaceful as she brushed some hair away.

Soon after, he opened his eyes, meeting hers. Nothing awkward, just a comfortable silence. It was like they were having a silent conversation with their eye contact.

“Thank you for everything.” She thought out loud in a soft voice. “Thanks for taking my mind off things, tonight. I hope you know that I’m always proud of you. I’m sorry I don’t say it often. I’ll make an effort to do so. Remember when you told me that you cherished me when you gave us our friendship rings? Well, I hope you know that I cherish you too. Always. Even for the little things.”

She leaned forward and kissed his forehead before snuggling against him. Jungkook stayed shooked for a moment, feeling his shyness come back. But a small smile came across his features as he held her, watching her sleep in his arms until he dozed off, minutes later.

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how to trick your friends (don't worry, you're still a good person)

Five years ago, Remus and Lily may have convinced their boyfriends that it was proper for purebloods to give gifts on Thanksgiving.

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Remus supposed he should feel bad about this, and he did. A little. A bit. Definitely more than none.

But as they got closer and closer to the holiday, and the pile of brightly wrapped gifts in their closet steadily grew, he couldn't help but laugh to himself, especially knowing that a few blocks away, Lily was doing the same thing.

So when they pulled up to James and Lily's flat on the night before Thanksgiving, Sirius toting a bag with an expansion charm to rival Santa Claus, Remus just sat back and watched him dump it out next to James' pile on the floor by the couch, grinning when he caught Lily's mirthful eye.

Then, Sirius and James disappeared into the kitchen to do the lord knows what, and Mary looked up from the couch and said, "Are you two really still doing that? At this point, it's just mean."

Marlene made a humming noise from her place on Dorcas' lap next to Mary. "I don't know, it's not like it's hurting anyone." Odd stance for the blonde, considering there wasn't a gift for her in the pile.

"Right," Lily said, pointing to Marlene. Remus stifled a laugh as she shifted her gaze to Mary. "And if you want those gold earrings you liked at Tift's, you'll keep your mouth shut."

Comically, Mary's mouth popped open in surprised glee, and she mimed zipping her lips. So much for principles.

Which - it was fine. It wasn't that bad of a lie. Besides, it wasn't like either of the boys couldn't afford it, and they did enjoy giving gifts. Honestly, Remus was more worried how Sirius would react when he found out his boyfriend had been lying to him. If he found out, and that was a big if. Thinking back on it, Remus was still shocked they'd believed it in the first place.

Five years ago

"...And every single year, Petunia would fall asleep on the car ride home, so, of course, I would shove marshmallows from Aunt Lyla's yams in her pockets." Lily snickered. "She'd be so pissed when she woke up, but I still did it every year."

On the other side of the table, Remus laughed into his eggs, as did Sirius. Across from them, James' face seemed to be going through a mix of amusement and absolute admiration at his girlfriend.

Since it was the night before fall break, they'd been sharing each of their Thanksgiving traditions, and Remus had to say, Lily's took the cake.

"All right, that's the best one," Sirius snorted. "Anyone else got any?"

Remus cleared his throat around the last few chuckles. "My Uncle Edgar used to give us all gifts on Thanksgiving, and they were always awful, you know, socks, sunglasses, he even gave me a toothbrush once."

"A toothbrush?" James said incredulously. "What?"

Remus laughed. "Right? And it wasn't like the man was poor, he was actually pretty well off, so I don't know what the hell he was thinking."

If he'd expected more laughter, he was disappointed. Rather, Sirius and James were glancing at each other with furrowed brows. "Thanksgiving gift?" James murmured. "Is that a thing muggles do?"

Remus opened his mouth to tell him that, no, that wasn't normal and his uncle had just been a man with some quirks, but Lily beat him to the punch. "Actually, purebloods are supposed to give their muggle born and halfblood friends gifts on Thanksgiving. Isn't that right, Remus?"

There was a very brief debate in his mind. "Yeah, it's an old public welfare tradition from when purebloods staked us in the streets." Lily snorted into her pumpkin juice, but apparently there wasn't enough sarcasm in his voice because both James and Sirius' eyes went wide.

"Really?" Sirius said after opening and closing his mouth a few times.

Lily turned to him with shocked glee written all over her face. "Of course, have you not heard of it?"

With one last look at the other black haired boy, James gave a nervous laugh. "Of course we have."

Then, there was movement under the table, and Sirius shook his head. "Yeah, me, too."

Lily gave him a look full of bewilderment, like she couldn't believe her lie had worked, before the conversation moved on, and he forgot about it entirely.

At least until four days later, when two different owls arrived, both with books and enough chocolate to last him to Christmas.

Now

A couple hours later found the group in various places in the living room, Marlene and Dorcas squished into one large purple armchair, James and Lily in the black loveseat, and Mary and a recently arrived Peter on the light gray couch. Remus was lying on the floor between Sirius' legs with his head resting on his boyfriend's chest and Sirius with his back to the loveseat. They were all stuffed full, though it was only a precursor to the dinner they would have tomorrow at Effie and Monty's.

Remus may have been a werewolf, but he had definitely outgrown whatever it was that made teenage boys able to eat so much, because as he laid there with Sirius gently playing with his fingers, it was all he could do not to throw up.

Then James said, "Let's open presents!" and it quickly became apparent everyone else was in the same boat as him.

"I'm so full," Dorcas groaned. "I don't think I can move."

Above them, James shifted. "That's what wands are for."

A moment later, two boxes, one with turkey wrapping paper and the other covered in dancing elves, dropped into his lap.

He really should feel bad.

But it was too funny.

And it has been going on for five years. It would just be awkward to tell them now.

Somehow, he managed to sit and lift his arms to open the paper, as did everyone else. Well, everyone except Marlene.

("How come Regulus and McKinnon don't have to partake in this little tradition?" Sirius grumbled, looking through the shelves of a muggle department store.

Remus thought fast. "Marlene's family doesn't celebrate muggle holidays." He paused. "And if we made Regulus participate in muggle holiday gift giving, he'd probably give us poison.")

The first gift was from James, a collection of the works of O'Henry and, of course, chocolate. He looked up at James with a minimally guilt-tinged smile. "Thank you."

His friends' hazel eyes were soft. "You're welcome."

Back on the floor, Sirius tapped him on the thigh. "Open mine."

"Yes, boss," he said, getting a light kick to the ankle in response. He opened the other box.

His gift from Sirius was, as usual, incredibly thoughtful. This year, it was a brown leather notebook, pristine and marked with his initials.

He felt Sirius put his lips next to his ear. "For all those thoughts, Moony."

Remus turned his head to kiss him, this time with a bit more guilt. He really should tell him the truth. "Thank you, baby, I love it."

In lieu of a 'you're welcome,' Sirius slipped him the tongue.

Next year. He'd tell him next year.

Just then, the front door opened, showing Regulus Black with snow dusting his shoulders and inky black hair. "Sorry I'm late. Boss wouldn't let me leave."

They all offered up greetings, groaned out through full stomachs.

"There's still plenty of food in the kitchen," James announced.

Behind Remus, Sirius shifted to better speak to his brother. "Be fast, I have something for you this year."

There was a scuffling noise, presumably from Regulus kicking off his shoes. "Does that mean you're finally dropping the charade?"

Then, unaware of the bomb he'd just dropped, the younger Black walked right into the kitchen without a backward glance.

Remus sat frozen and felt Sirius sitting stock still behind him, too. Was this really how their relationship would end, with a five year fib revealed by his would-be brother-in-law?

Wait. Why had Sirius frozen? And why hadn't he or James said anything?

With a dawning horror, Remus turned around to face his boyfriend. "You knew?"

After a brief pause, Sirius nodded slowly. "Yeah, we know."

A gasp went around the room. "If you knew, why are you still doing it?" Peter asked, a Honeyduke's container held in one hand and a jumper on his lap.

Lily made a noise of agreement.

"We liked it," James said honestly. "It's fun to give you guys shit."

Remus knew his friend well enough by now to know that he wasn't lying which only made him feel worse.

"And it was a pretty great prank, you have to admit." That one came from his boyfriend, and he laughed, the rest of the room soon to join in.

"How'd you figure it out?" Mary asked.

Sirius snorted. "I asked Remus' dad what he was getting him for Thanksgiving, and he acted like I was insane."

Remus groaned. "My dad was in on it?"

"Yep." Sirius giggled.

"Have you known the whole time?" Marlene asked.

"Yes," James and Sirius said in tandem.

That was when Regulus reappeared out of the kitchen door a plate of food in his hands. "They believed it for three years."

"You little jerk," Sirius exclaimed, flicking a piece of wrapping paper at him. "Fucking snitch. Whose side are you on?"

Regulus smirked at him, making himself comfortable on the floor in front of Mary. "Not yours."

Sirius threw another bit of paper at him, starting an absolute war, and everyone quickly forgot about the gift debacle but were pleasantly reminded a year later at the next Thanksgiving.

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[milaswriting]

hi mila!! i literally cannot stop thinking about my mc having kids with the golden ros (ok also irrelevant but i still cannot choose between them!!!). as a follow-up to the baby ask, i was wondering how the ros would interact with each others' kids? say, ro and mc are together and one of the others has kids (and idk ro and mc have to babysit or something)! would they get baby fever, maybe especially after seeing mc interact with a baby?? the way i did reading that ask lol?? (feel so free to ignore this! just been turning that ask around in my head without any coherent result so i wanted to send in something haha. lots of love to you and your lovely writing <3 )

Hello! I’m really glad you liked the initial baby/parent ask, to answer your current question:

I think the baby fever would hit A the most, they’re extremely loyal to their friends (includ. the mc) already, so of course that loyalty extends to one of their friends’ child(ren). I imagine them being super sweet and protective, like puts them on their shoulders, and holds their hand all the time (ahh, the hand size difference would be swoon worthy!). Soo, yeahh, A seeing the mc interact with a child would make them at least wonder whether they’d have (a) child(ren) of their own.

Any child within their little group would be showered with love by B, and would definitely treat that child like they’re their own. It’d be hugs, and days out, and just a whole load of fun times. Like, B and the mc would be cool babysitters and B would be so hands-on. more time B would spend with the child would make them think, ‘hm, okayy, having a kid of my own would probably be cool.’

Ooo, I initially said K would be a fun aunt/uncle so I don’t think it would ignite baby fever but they’d have a great time, especially with the mc. I expect them to be teaching your child a few swear words, haha. But I also imagine them to just be really attentive and ask questions to the child like, “soo, how was school? what are you doing this weekend?” and like K would listen soo intently, like it’d just be super sweet because it’s nice when someone genuinely listens to a child and takes everything in and has a proper conversation with them.

Right, with P, I know they’d spam the group chat with the most aesthetic pictures of this child. Watching the mc interact with a child whilst babysitting, I think P would genuinely look in awe and they’re usually someone who thinks of the future a lot, so thinking about them and the mc having a kid would be inevitable. Alsoo, I imagine P just entertaining a little kid with really simple magic, like stuff like pulling a coin from their ear, and then more advanced magic that’s really pretty and is enough to get a child all happy and giggly.

#ask #ro asks

[aaronymous999]

GUYS I JUST HAD A THOUGHT- Uhhh CW for abuse mentions here, goes a little in detail be careful and look out for your mental health.

Of course Margo’s home life isn’t confirmed, she could just have parents with a strained relationship who argue or they could just be awful parents- the latter of which I interpret more as I think on a thematic level it provides something that Spider-Man stories don’t often get, and also ties her in a way as being Miguel’s tech support girl because in the comics, Miguel has a horrible mother. I was thinking about Margo scenes and… I came to the scene where Margo chooses not to stop the Go Home Machine. On my first 3 viewings of the movie, I always interpreted it as just, Margo agreeing with Miles or being sympathetic towards him. But my brainrot can never let things be that simple so… what if Margo saw herself in a way. In this scene, Miguel is trying to CLAW into a space that should be safe and contained, where Miles is trying to escape and he’s scared. He’s really scared. And it made me think- what if here Margo saw a lot of herself in Miles here. Escaping off into being Spider-Byte in her bedroom and her parents trying to break down her door or yelling at her for locking it, which is a rather common experience, abusers trying to remove any sense of escape, safety or privacy. ( Of course not saying Miguel is an abuser here, it’s not a direct analogy and is just an emotional response of Margo’s. )

I headcanon here that Margo sees herself in Miles, a scared kid trying to escape. And in this moment, she lets him escape, he gets an opportunity that at home she doesn’t really have. Of course it’s never explored in this movie but on another note- I can see Margo being jealous or guilty of her home situation in comparison to other Spiders. Miles has loving parents, Gwen has a complex relationship with her dad but they still love each other, and Peter’s parents are dead, along with Uncle Ben. Margo on the other hand, has two living parents, there’s no mutual love, and there’s no Aunt May to save her and take care of her. She just has shitty parents and maybe she feels she has no right to complain when most of her colleagues parents are straight up dead. Just an idea- but it makes me wonder if maybe she and Miguel kind of bond over this? Being the only few Spiders on my radar that probably have/have an abusive parent(s). I think Margo is pretty smart, not that the Spiders who believe in canon aren’t, but I think Margo has logically thought about the canon. I don’t think she believes in it because she just doesn’t seem like the type of person to, but I think she had no reason to oppose it until Miles came along. The Spider Society is a safe place for her after all, and maybe it’s a place where she can bond with a parental figure in Miguel. But when Miles arrives she realizes something, maybe it’s not so safe. And maybe Miguel and the society aren’t as good as she thought them to be. Her initial betrayal of Miguel is an emotional reaction but I think further thinking cements her into joining Gwen’s side.

This kind of devolved into several Margo interpretations and headcanons- but yeah I have lots of thoughts on her. She better get more screentime next movie.

#aaronymous ramblings #spiderman #spider-man #spider man #atsv #spider man across the spider verse #across the spiderverse #margo kess #spider byte #spiderbyte #spider-byte #analysis #??? maybe idk not really a lot more headcanons #also new headcanon #margos father figure is miguel #very sillily contrasts with one of miles’ being peter b. #also establishes more miguel just being a nice gyy #like he recruits this kid and hes apprehensive at first but they actually have a lot in common and i bet during slower days margo and miguel #will just. talk and miguel will try giving her some advice #makes it all the more sad during the go home machine scene though #because margo is projecting her awful parents on the only good parental figure she has #:( #fuck accidentally made angst #cw abuse #abuse cw #tw abuse #abuse tw #abuse mention