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[jinxposting]

Two Of A Kind - chapter 1

Mohawk Mark x Jinx! reader

You don't know where it all went wrong.

Maybe when you got your powers? You didn't get them in the traditional sense. You were an... experiment. An enemy turned human guinea pig turned ally. One of many as you came to learn. An old bastard named Cecil had you poked and prodded after some supers took you down. You should have died then. You wish you had.

No, things definitely went wrong before that.

Maybe when you were legally declared a terrorist. You blow up ONE government building and suddenly you're labeled for life. Hell, you never even considered yourself a terrorist. You just wanted some justice for once. Sure every country has it's problems but America as of late has been on a steady march towards fascism. People can only be pushed so far, eventually you got sick of it.

Thinking about it now, you don't actually think there is one event where everything went wrong. Your life was wrong from the very beginning.

Your parents were hardly ever around, and when they were? It was just to scream at you. And that's when they acknowledged you at all. Was it any surprise you killed them? Granted it wasn't your goal but you wouldn't shed tears over it either. A happy accident.

You were cursed, like many, to a tragic life.

You were jinxed.

You were different from the other "heroes". You weren't donned in brightly colored spandex and paraded in front of cameras. Most of the public thought you were behind bars, others presumed you dead. Cecil realized he couldn't just slap a coat of new paint on you after all the damage you'd done. So instead you were sent out on rare occasions as a reinforcement.

Occasions like right now.

The entire world was being attacked by super powered individuals resembling Invincible.

You never met the guy personally but you'd eavesdropped enough around the G.D.A. to hear a few things. Omniman's son, has flight and super strength, bleeding heart. Sounded like a pain in the ass. You weren't looking forward to this.

Honestly what did Cecil even expect you to do? Sure you had enhanced reflexes but that hardly counts for anything when the guy can match pace with a bullet train! You just hoped your weapons were strong enough to do some kind of damage. They were designed specifically with supers in mind but you never had the opportunity to test them. Until now that is.

You were currently in New York City. On any other day you'd be gawking at the sights, maybe scoping out the best vantage points. But today you were watching it collapse.

You followed a blurry streak of blue and black as it slammed through another building.

"Seriously? This guy can cut through skyscrapers like they're butter! The fuck do you want me to do?" Your voice muffled past the filter of your gas mask.

"Just try to mitigate damage. Disarm or distract, I don't care which." Cecil sounded from your earpiece.

"Oh sure. I'll just strike up a conversation with the guy. Invite him to brunch! We can braid each other's hair while we sip mimosas!"

"I'm more of a bloody mary guy actually."

You froze. Slowly your gaze lifted to the air above you. There the assailant floated, a threatening grin on his vaguely familiar features.

Well shit.

You blinked owlishly. "... Nice hair."

"Not so bad yourself. But looks like you started the braiding without me."

Okay. This was okay. Just keep him talking.

"Hah... yeah." You cleared your throat. "So, a mohawk, huh? Not everyone appreciates the style."

"Ugh, I know right?! No taste."

He drifted further down so he levitated just above the ground. "What's up with the mask? I mean don't tell me it's a secret identity thing. How many people have twenty feet of blue hair?"

"Nah." You pulled out a grenade. "It's for these babies."

A low whistle sounded from the man. "Tear gas?"

"Extra strength tear gas. Works on supers."

The air shifted. A dark glint flashed in his eyes. "Think you can pull the pin before I take you out?"

"Nope." You casually slipped the grenade back into it's holster. "I doubt I could beat you in a fight."

His grin widened. "Not even gonna try?"

"Eh. If I die I die." You shrug. "At least I won't have to work for that asshole anymore."

"Who? Cecil?"

You quirked a brow. "You know Cecil?"

"Oh shit." He chuckled. "They didn't tell you anything did they?"

You felt a pit forming in your stomach. "About you? They said people resembling Invincible were running- uh, flying all over the world. Killing people, destroying buildings, the whole shebang."

He hummed. "Technically not wrong. But, hate to break it to ya, we don't just look like Invincible. We are Invincible. Different dimensions, different versions, but same guy."

What.

Your hand shot up to your ear. "Cecil, you dick! You didn't say they were Invincible from alternate universes! I thought they were just rando cosplayers. You sent me to my death, you bitch!"

You were met with radio silence.

"If I live I'm coming for your ass." You growled.

The man - alternate Invincible - stared blankly at you as you yelled aimlessly into the communicator. He watched as you heaved out a long sigh before turning your attention back to him.

"Sorry about that."

He blinked a few times before a string of laughter burst from his mouth. "Hah! You really don't like Cecil."

"Does anyone?"

He tapped his chin in mock thought. "Hm. Can't say I know any."

You both shared a moment of laughter before falling into a comfortable silence. You breathed out another sigh. With a click you pulled the gas mask from your face, the cool air drying your sweat. You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply. Dropping the mask, you open your arms wide and welcoming.

"Okay. Do what you gotta do. I'm ready."

"..."

You peaked open an eye. The man now stood on solid ground, which did little to shorten the gap in height. You craned your neck to see his face. Wide, dark eyes stared down at you. You took note of the heavy bags under them. The arrogant smirk he once wore was now replaced by a slack jaw.

You lowered your arms. "Dude? You good?"

He raised a hand but stopped just short of your face. You watched his fingers twitch ever so slightly before meeting your cheek. The tender embrace made you flinch. Was he lulling you into a false sense of safety? You searched his face for answers but found none. You were only met with a look of shock and strange horror. Then he finally spoke.

"... y/n?"

[womanofwords]

Silver Swan (Part 4)

Neglected!fem!reader x yandere!batfam

Your persona was coming together now. You had your getaway vehicle, your outfit, and your disguise. Now, you needed to scope out the details of the next event your family would ditch you for be attending.

This was one you had no qualms about gatecrashing. Seriously, who would go to a gala meant to raise money for the hotel franchise owner's son's defence fund, especially considering the crime was multiple counts of rape? How was this guy not in jail already? (Oh, right, he's rich.)

But nevertheless, the family was going. Great. This was going to be so much fun to ruin.

It was going to be held at Gotham Grand Hotel, where money would literally be put into a giant jar at the front of the stage for their nasty little son. That should be a pretty easy in and out sort of thing. Why should he have the money and not jail? Literally anybody else would be a better recipient.

Maybe you should decide who that person was.

"Father, if a night at Gotham Grand Hotel costs $650, why do they need a fundraiser for their son in the first place?" you ask. "Surely, they should be able to pay for his defence fund themselves."

"Most of their assets aren't in cash, Y/N," Bruce explained. "Their assets are tied up in stocks of their own company, which pays for everything they need."

"That still doesn't explain why they can't pay for their own son's defence fund."

"If they liquidate their stocks, the company's value goes down, meaning that banks trust them less, meaning they can't get loans," Tim explained. "This is to make sure their credit score remains as high as it always was."

"OK," you said. But your blood boiled. This kid didn't need this money. Anybody else would be a better candidate than this brat.

"I heard his mother's been hiring private investigators to follow the accusers," Damian said. "To see if they know each other."

"What does that have to do with anything?" you ask.

"They think they might be colluding to ruin his reputation," Dick explained. "The private investigators are there to collect proof of that."

"And in future, Y/N, please do not butt into conversations that you were not originally part of," Damian said, a cruel smile on his lips.

"OK," you said. Your blood boiled some more.

*_*_*_*_*_

"I did it," Irving said. He looked at you with fear, now, as would many people once they realised your potential. "Glue grenades, stink bombs, your hoverboard, it's all there."

"It better be, Redwood." You rifled through the box, your new weapons gleaming at you. Your pretties.

"Good job. So, how do they work?" you asked.

"They have a timer of ten seconds, which starts from the moment you pull the pin. Then, the glue or paint explodes onto the surrounding area. Try not to keep it in your hands for too long."

"I'll keep it in mind. Now, about the hoverboard. It's the thing I'm most interested in."

"Oh, right. It's right here." Irving led you over to a tablecloth, which he unfurled dramatically to reveal your hoverboard.

It was perfect. Literally perfect. Shiny silver with transparent straps to keep you from falling. "Oh, it's perfect. Just perfect."

"It has a weight capacity of 500lbs, so you can carry stuff and even another person, potentially. But due to its small size, I would recommend against it," Irving said, adjusting his glasses.

"Great. Thank you, Irving. I'll collect it bit by bit, can't be seen hauling all this stuff to my house. Until then, you'll house my . . . rush order."

"I can't do that!" Irving protested. You looked at him with a glare that could melt bricks. "I mean, I'll make space."

"Good to know I can rely on you, Irving!" you said, taking your hoverboard and wrapping it in the same sheet Irving had discarded.

"Why are you holding a wadded-up sheet?" Jason asked, as you walked up to your room.

"I'm replacing a bedsheet. The last one has permanent stains from a very heavy period," you lie.

Jason looked at you with utter disgust. "You didn't have to tell me that," he muttered, as he walked away.

Jackpot. Now, nobody would question you because Jason had cleared it, and Jason didn't want to know anything more about your period.

It's a good thing nobody in your family was a detective.

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

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[kjupchurch-xx]

Euphoric

This contains SMUT.  I stirred in my sleep, the feel of the warm body beside me and visions of the night before filling my brain. The kisses, the feeling of him deep inside me, the sounds he made, how he worshiped every inch of my body. He was the most beautiful being in the world. He was the most loving, loyal, caring person you'd ever encounter. He was mine.

I opened my eyes, wiping the sleep from them to see him still sleeping soundly beside me. I watched him, smiling in disbelief that this beautiful human even existed. Hugh and I have been together for three months. We jumped the gun and moved in together early due to his never ending filming schedule and living across the country doesn't exactly help a relationship. The sex was everything you'd dream of. Hugh was the perfect mix of dominant and assertive, but he was also gentle and loving when he knew I needed it, or whenever he just wanted to show me how much he loved me. 

Shaking me out of my thoughts was the sound of his voice, "Mornin', love." He pulled me into his arms, both of us still naked from the night before. 

Snuggling into his bare chest, caressing every hair my fingers touched, I smiled, "Good morning, my love. How did you sleep?" 

His lips pressed soft kisses on my head, "I woke up next to the most beautiful gal in the world, I'd say I slept pretty great." I loved his sleepy, deep voice. I loved his accent.

I leaned up to see his beautiful hazel eyes meet mine, "I love you.", he gave me a smile and leaned in pressing his lips softly against mine, "I love you more, Bub."  Bub had jokingly become my nickname. When I'd first met Hugh, I was at a meet and greet for his new movie, The Wolverine. I went with my uncle, who was a massive X-Men fan that introduced me to the franchise as a young kid. I was still in my 20s, Hugh was in his 40s. While asking him for his autograph, posing for pictures and making small talk, he asked me for my number and began calling me every day. That went on for about one month before he asked to take me on a formal date, which brings us to where we are now. I'd stupidly confessed to him at the event that I had a thing for Logan, which prompted him to jokingly start referring to me as "Bub" from time to time. 

My hands began trickling down his chest towards his stomach, tracing circles over his hip bones and the prominent v-line. "What're you up to?" He asked me cheekily, a smirk appearing on his lips. 

I leaned down to his neck and began trailing kisses down the side, nibbling close to his earlobe, seductively whispering in his ear, "I need you." as my hand made its way down to his dick.

He playfully chuckled, "So you wanna play?" He asked, earning a nod from me as I rubbed the tip of his dick. 

"Mm, I like the sound of that. Let's play, love." He said, gripping my arm and flipping us, pinning my nude body beneath him. 

He looked down at me, his hazel eyes dripping with lust as he began slowly kissing my neck. I felt his hand go below and the sudden euphoric sensation of him massaging my clit. "Is this what you wanted, baby girl?" He asks, slowly inserting one finger inside me as his mouth made its way to my breasts. 

I whimpered as the feeling was too intense to allow me to process my words, "Oh no, baby girl. I want you to tell me what you want." he said sexily while beginning to suck on my other breast. I could not manage to form words as I felt him insert a second finger inside me, positioning his fingers towards my g-spot. "Look at me, baby. Tell me or I'll stop." He gritted through his teeth. 

Fuck. 

I cried out loud, unable to control my moans, "I want you deep inside me." I managed to say, feeling my body tremble under his touch. 

He began trailing kisses down my stomach, "That's my good girl. That's what I thought." He mumbled against my skin continuing his trail of kisses until his mouth made its way to my core. He lifted both of my legs, placing them on his shoulders as he buried his face in me, his tongue flicking my already sensitive clit. I was on the verge of an orgasm and we hadn't been going 5 minutes at this point. 

I gripped onto his hair as I felt my legs beginning to shake from the feeling of him pumping his long fingers deep inside me, while sucking, nibbling and licking my pussy. I felt my legs tighten around his head as my body began trembling, forcing me to call out his name as I rode my orgasm out, covering his mouth in my warm juices. He made his way back up to me and pulled me in for a deep kiss, allowing me to taste myself on his lips. He grabbed me, flipping us over, pulling me on top of him. 

I continued kissing him, allowing our tongues to fight for dominance as I nibbled and sucked on his bottom lip, straddling him. I lifted myself up, reaching behind me to position his hard cock at my entrance before sinking down onto him, adjusting to his size before allowing myself to move up and down. I could hear him moaning beneath me, gripping onto my breasts, caressing my hard nipples. 

"Oh fuck baby, keep goin'." He moaned under me as I picked up the pace, bouncing myself on him as if he were my favorite trampoline. 

I could feel him throbbing inside me as he reached up and sucked on my nipples, starting to thrust his hips upward to meet mine. Wanting to take control, I grabbed his wrists, pinning them above his head as I leaned down and started sucking and biting on his neck and collarbones whilst bouncing harder and faster, our moans growing louder.

I could feel the familiar euphoric feeling of my orgasm growing closer as I screamed out his name once more. I slowed my pace and began slowly grinding down on his dick, making him struggle underneath me to not fill me deep with his cum. We drove each other wild, but in the sexiest, most satisfying ways. He knew how to unlock desires in me that I never knew existed, while I did the same for him. 

"Cum for me, baby." I heard him moan, "Cum all over this cock." He said thrusting his hips harder upwards matching my bouncing. My orgasm overtook me, causing me to quiver on top of him as I let myself fall onto his chest. "I'm not finished with you yet, love." He said, placing a kiss on top of my head.

He gently moved me off of him and got behind me, "Come here." He motioned his fingers to me. I knew what was coming next. Doggy was always his favorite and certainly mine. I lifted up, positioning myself 'face down, ass up' on my hands and knees, grabbing a pillow to put under my stomach. 

I felt him run his fingers down my curves as he gripped my hips, positioning himself behind me, lining himself up to my entrance. He rubbed the tip along my entrance teasing me before inserting himself and sliding deep inside me causing me to cry out in pleasure, "Holy fuck." I moaned, while burying my face into the pillow resting at my head. 

He began by giving me long, slow strokes before thrusting deeper, faster and harder. I could feel his strokes becoming choppy as he was starting to reach his peak, so I began pushing myself backwards to match his thrusts. He used one hand to grip my hair as he kept one hand still on my hip and continued thrusting into me. 

"I want your cum, baby. Fill me up." I moaned, while using one of my hands to play with my clit as he pumped into me. "I want you to cum with me, daddy. Make me cum all over your big cock." I screamed in pleasure. Right as the words left my mouth, I heard him cry out loudly as I felt his warm liquid shoot through my insides causing me to orgasm for the third time. 

He collapsed beside me, pulling me into his arms. "You drive me absolutely bloody bonkers, you know that?" He said with a small giggle, pressing a kiss on my forehead, smiling down at me. 

I nodded, giggling, "You love it though." 

"You're certainly not wrong about that, love... I mean, Bub." He said smiling cheekily at me, "How about we take a shower and have a brekkie?" He asked, getting out of our bed to grab a pair of clean clothes from the closet. 

"Sounds good, baby."  I responded, getting out of our bed, following him into the closet for my own clean pair of clothes. 

[katrinafromschool]

Cassandra Cain Lane AU!

Been having the idea of Lois Lane adopting Cassandra Cain locked in my head for a while! Not sure if I'll ever actually write it into prose, but a post by @aingeal98 convinced me to at least share an outline! Art by the wonderful @greentea_gg_ for @dcforgaza!

Basic idea is Lois discovering a younger Cass (about 12-13 years old) in like the approximate Post-Crisis 80s, so about 5-6 years before she showed up at No Man's Land and little over 10 years before her debut in real world time. So she's always been around and always been seen as Superman's weird human sidekick before any other Supergirls/boys pop up.

Lois finds her investigating an underground fighting ring and is taken aback by the little kid kicking giant men's butts without. She tries to get the girl out of there, but the girl nonverbally rejects the idea and runs. Eventually, Superman comes in and breaks the whole ring apart, but Lois is still concerned about the girl. She asks Superman to keep a look out for her in case she ever pops up. Then, the girl just keeps popping up wherever Lois is, stalking her right out of view.

At some point, Lois gets into big trouble, surrounded by guys ready to kill her with no Superman in sight. So, the girl jumps into action and takes out all the men in one fluid motion. Lois thanks her and offers a bite to eat at her place this time. And this time, the girl agrees. After the meal, the girl just crashes on Lois' couch without any prompt. She's gone the next day. So, Lois is left trying her best to gather information about this strange girl that seems to only know five words maximum. Her colleagues start to doubt the existence of the girl altogether, leading Lois to temporarily nickname her Cassandra.

But there's nothing to find. It looks like the girl really shouldn't exist. Lois doesn't see her again until, one day, two shots are fired: a kryptonite bullet straight through Superman and another directed right at her. It's only the girl's intervention that saves her. Further actions reveal the would-be assassin to be David Cain, ordered to kill Lois Lane after she got too close to big corporate secrets, and the girl to be his daughter. After such a emotionally tense day, Lois offers the girl a place to stay again. Reluctantly, she agrees. She tastes the name Cassandra just as reluctantly.

For whatever reason, Cassandra stays around longer this time. She insists on accompanying Lois to work, shocking and amusing everyone at the office that hardass Lane has taken in a stray. Cat Grant offers some old clothes, Steve Lombard offers some of his personal candy stash, and Clark Kent is welcoming but tries to keep his distance with all the weird looks the girl's giving her. Cassandra does end up stealing Jimmy Olson's camera and playing around with it. She takes her first photograph of a bird outside spreading its wings and flying. She marvels at this moment frozen in time. She starts snapping a ton of pictures, until Jimmy gets onto her for using up all his film. Cass then pins Jimmy to the ground before continuing to use the whole roll of film.

From there, Cassandra keeps cycling through popping up at Lois' place for days at a time, growing frustrated whenever the woman tries to help her learn words, disappearing, and showing up at random events to beat people up with gusto, usually snapping pictures as well. Superman is obviously concerned about her, but takes a liking to her spirit. He recognizes that she's found a purpose that she's held onto, the pride in her smile after helping meaning everything. He even offers her a signal watch! Soon, she even gains a new name among the populace: Supergirl, the one human in Metropolis that can keep up with Superman. She very much enjoys this new name.

Slowly, everything becomes a routine. Cassandra starts staying with Lois longer, so Lois teaches her words while helping teach her about both journalism and photography. Lois starts bringing her on investigative missions. The Newskid Legion takes to the girl, letting her into their ranks and awarding her the ironic title Loudmouth. Cassandra's pictures get published in the paper and they celebrate. Strange as it is, Lois has grown awfully fond of this girl. She feels a bizarre tinge of protection and admiration, knowing that Cassandra could easily defend herself out in the world, but seeing how much she thrives with this life she'd unintentionally helped create.

After much debate, talks with Superman and Clark alike, Lois buckles up and make her move: she offers to adopt Cassandra as her daughter. She explains that this means Cassandra would be a real girl, with a real identity, a future, the bare minimum every girl deserves. And Lois would be her mother.

Cassandra paralyzes Lois and runs away.

The next person to find her sniffling and scared is none other than Lex Luthor. Turns out he's a real and true admirer of the "Supergirl" that's been going around, showing the true spirit of humanity. He believes he can really build the girl up to be a hero worthy of Superman. Replacing him even! Cassandra's on guard around the man, sensing a presence so eerily similar to her father in a way she can't escape. She agrees to go with him.

He trains her in endless simulations with endless robots. She pushes herself to her limit. She doesn't sleep for days fighting wave after wave of increasingly Superman-sized enemies. She no longer has to say anything, just do, just fight, everything she was ever born to do. She's bruised and bloodied and tired and yet refuses to stop. It takes Superman crashing the facility to give her any pause. By then, she's ready to go toe-to-toe with the Man of Steel himself. She manages a couple lucky shots, but takes no delight in incapacitating her. He insists it's time to go home, a word Cassandra now knows but knows she can never have.

And Lex certainly believes domesticity is beneath her. He starts showing a film, shared by a client of him, of Cassandra as a young girl killing a man. It's enough to make Cassandra scream bloody murder until she finally passes out. Superman melts the film with his heat vision, insisting this changes nothing.

He brings Cassandra to the fortress to help nurse her back to health. Once she's awake, she can only sob. Superman hugs her and insists she's only done good. What happened before wasn't under her control. And more than that, it can be their little secret. Lois never has to know. And it's only then, in that moment of vulnerability, that she sees Clark. And a lot of stuff starts making sense. She also decides to keep this a secret in return.

She's finally returned back to Lois, who smothers her with concern. She apologizes for pulling the trigger so soon, even though it's been over a year. Cassandra doesn't want Lois to blame herself. The woman is blameless. And she recognizes, however inexplicably, that she makes the woman that makes her happy happy. So, she makes a decision.

Cassandra Lane is born that day. It's a name she doesn't feel she's earned, but it's one she holds onto with pride.

And that's the first part of the idea at least. :P

I've got a good bit of other thoughts of all the big events and relationships after that, but I got really invested in crafting a full narrative there, dang. Maybe I'll share more if this is of any interest to anyone, heh.

[curiouspupsicle]

Good Omens Fan Fiction Friday (1/3/25) - The Bentley

Has any secondary character from Good Omens benefitted more from fan fiction than the Bentley? I don't think so. Thanks to fan writers, the Bentley has become a full fledged character as interesting as the Them, Warlock, Madame Tracy, Nina and Maggie... So here are a few of my favorite fics in which the Bentley plays a significant role. In A Scrap of Lonely Velveteen (G) by AstroGirl, we see the Bentley's POV of the moment Aziraphale leaves earth on the elevator to heaven. This ficlet (less than 500 words) reads like a lovely prose poem. Another post season 2 fic, Been With You Such a Long Time (G) by Chash teams up fan favorite Muriel with the sentient car. Crowley asks Muriel to keep the Bentley company while he helps Aziraphale avert the Second Coming. But it takes Muriel and the Bentley teaming up to bring the ineffable pair together for good. Writer makes the most of this one-shot.

@klikandtuna's The Bentley and the Bookshop (G) starts with the history of the bookshop which becomes increasingly infused with Aziraphale's essence over time. When the Bentley appears over a century later, it forms a bond with the bookstore. This shows a lovely outsider's POV of the relationship between Crowley and Aziraphale as well as a beautiful relationship between the shop and the car. Pink Angel (G) is another sweet one-shot by @klikandtuna in which Aziraphale "borrows" the Bentley to buy a Valentine's gift for Crowley. When they get caught in a storm, Crowley has to rescue them. This is the fluffiest fluff riding on a fluff train. I adored it.

In With Her as Our Witness (M) by @sakascal, we see the Bentley coming home with Crowley for the first time. The rest of the tale gives us her insights in every major event in which she has a part all the way until Aziraphale returns to earth after the events of season 2. This would be a nice one to read while you're waiting for the finale. I can't tell you too much about Count Your Blessings (T) by @spectrallydistracted without spoiling it. In this second of two works, Crowley and Aziraphale are still not talking despite averting the Second Coming. Aziraphale agrees to give Crowley space. But can't resist blessing Crowley to find someone who can give him the love of his life rather than be alone. Yep, angsty. And beautiful. With a happy ending. You'll have to read it to see the Bentley's role in resolving their relationship. A sweet little one-shot, Get Bent(ley) (G) by MimiRay, shares the Bentley's POV from the beginning to Aziraphale's return to heaven. I loved watching the ineffable pair's relationship through her eyes.

So what about you? Are you as big a Bentley fan as I am? Do you think she'll play a significant role in the finale? Shout at me in the comments. Share your fave Bentley fics. And follow me to see weekly Good Omens fan fic recommendations based on some idiosyncratic theme.

I'll be back next Friday with more great Good Omens fan fics on a new theme. In the meantime, check out my other favorite fics on this pinned post of weekly Good Omens fan fiction recommendations.

[aplaceinthedark]

Chapter Two: The Monsters Are My Only Friends

Word Count: 3.1k+

CW: enemies to lovers trope, racism, wine consumption

This is RPF, and thus will contain real people, but names and events will be changed. If this bothers you too much, then please leave.

Some chapters have flashbacks and will be marked as such.

Chapter Title from Unbecoming by STARSET

Dividers by me

2016

“WHERE’S NOAH?” I ASKED as the man closed the door behind him.

The man ignored my question, choosing to sit down and place a single folder onto the table between us. He drank from a cup of something, which I would have gladly swiped from him, whether it was water or bleach. But the restraints pinning my hands to the table prevented me.

“Did you hear me? Where's Noah?” I asked louder.

“How do you know Noah?” the man asked, ignoring my question further.

I knew this game; I read about investigations in so many books. “Where. Is. He?"

"Because up until three days ago, there was no record of you. No birth certificate, no DNA analysis matches, nothing. And here you are now, after the Truth raised a lot of hell to reclaim you, and Noah broke a lot of protocols just to bring you back.” He kept speaking over me, as if I wasn't speaking already.

Fine. If he was going to pretend that I wasn't speaking, then I just wouldn't speak at all.

"How'd you even manage to break into Level Three? Was it with his help?” he accused.

I tried to school my face to portray the silent boredom I had read about. After a few minutes, he looked at me like it wasn't working.

The interviewer looked down his nose at me in disdain. “You Type Violets are all the same, you know that right? Think you’re better than everyone else.”

I met his gaze with the same amount of hate. It had taken two security guards to drag me in here, nut it was more for their peace of mind. They were so scared that I would turn them into dust, when I could barely shift to shadows.

“But did you know that back in the eighties, the UPA ran a campaign to rid the world of all Reality Benders? Did your little book club ever tell you that?” he asked. I didn’t want to confirm, but he must’ve seen my answer in my eyes. “Of course they did, because we did a damn good job of it. If it weren’t for that event that happened several years ago, we would’ve been rid of your kind altogether. Wiped the codeword ‘Violet’ from the handbook.

“But yet, here you are, costing the UPA a fortune to have you in this room.”

I sank into my chair, unable to go far with the restraints. All of my previous bravado was gone. “I want Noah,” I said weakly.

“He doesn't want you,” the interviewer said, his words like nails stabbing my heart. “I'll only ask this one time: Containment, or Employment?”

Did I even have a choice?

2022

Noah strode across the room, arms wide open. I straightened my spine as he loomed closer. Right before he could hug me, I shoved my hand out in front of me. He came to a sudden stop, obvious confusion written over his face, but he still took my hand and shook it.

I was working for Noah. What kind of cruel twist was this?

Joakim and Nick didn't notice the tension, going back to their desks as they talked about mundane things such as whatever meeting the two were in China for. Nicholas, however, must've sensed it, because when I pulled my hand away I saw one of his eyebrows arch up.

Noah was still standing close to me. Stars, I forgot how tall he was. I couldn’t even peer over his shoulder unless I stood on my toes. “Well, uh, welcome to the team, Mab,” he said. “I hope it wasn’t too difficult getting set up in your place–”

“It was fine,” I said curtly. My shock was starting to wear off, turning to nihilism instead. Working for the man who abandoned me to the wolves of the UPA? Was my luck nonexistent just to spite me? Couldn’t I have a reprieve for once? At least at Site-2B, I could visit Dustin a week out of every month.

Thankfully, Joakim and Matt saved me. They helped me access my new terminal to create a new account; basic IT stuff. Thankfully, the transfer of my less personal data was quick, and with the tutorial came another familiar face, though this one I was more happy to see.

“This is Site-6's designated artificial intelligent conscript–”

Matt was interrupted by the appearance of a small hooded figure. Its one large eye blinked twice at me. “HELLO, RESEARCHER MAB GREY, DEPARTMENT OF ONTOKINETICS.”

“Hello, ECHO.” I smiled.

“WOULD YOU LIKE A TUTORIAL ON HOW TO OPERATE THIS SITE’S VERSION OF ME?”

“That won't be necessary. Please access data file stream two-zero-two-one-zero-nine-one-three, and upload processing system two-zero-two-one-zero-three-one-nine,” I commanded.

“CERTAINLY. DO YOU SEEK THE STARS ABOVE THE WORLDS TO BE YOUR GUIDES?”

“Yes, but they are pale against the light in my eyes.”

“What the hell?” Matt swore. “Did you just hack into the Site's AI?”

“It's not breaking in if you have your own key,” I said, dragging my finger across the digital screen..

“How do you have a key to access ECHO, then?"

“Easy. I helped create it."

There was a moment of stunned silence as my words sank into their heads, and I used that moment to let ECHO download my preferences and stashed files into my new access terminal.

When I looked up from the screen, I realized that only one pair of eyes were trained on me. I met them with the same steel that I had to have for the past five years. Noah’s black orbs slid away to refocus on Nicholas.

As I went back to watching ECHO float around on my screen, my stomach rolled. Who knows how long I would be stuck on his team

I sent a prayer up to the stars above that we wouldn’t be seeing too much of each other.

Once back in the safety of my quarters, I fell onto my bed and screamed into my pillow. “What did I do to deserve this?!”

“UNABLE TO RETRIEVE RESULTS FOR YOUR QUERY. TRY AGAIN?”

I pulled my face out from my pillow. “Not now, ECHO! I’m trying to have a one-woman pity party here!” I shouted at my Tab, where the little hooded figure was projecting out of.

“ERROR, THERE ARE CURRENTLY TWO PRESENCES IN THIS ROOM: YOURS, AND MINE.”

“Oh, ha ha. Very funny,” I muttered. “I should’ve left your personality driver at the other site’s databases.”

There were two versions of ECHO currently being employed on the Universal Paranatural Alliance’s databases. One was the bare-minimum aic that served Site-6 by trawling through its databases for easier access to its digital library.. The other, more extensive version was the personal… aid of its creator, Doctor Dustin Bates. His version lived in his personal database, which he created a backdoor that I could access for my own emergencies. And, seeming as I was the one who helped him the most - not to mention we were the only friends we had - he let me access its personality matrix as well.

Unfortunately it sometimes felt like I was talking to a mirror.

I grew somber thinking about Dustin. Was he at 2B right now, or was he waist deep in the servers at Site-4 on the other side of the country? Who was going to make sure he actually ate something? Or make sure he got more than a consecutive four hours of sleep? Could I remotely program ECHO to send him notifications?

What would he think about Noah and I reuniting after all this time?

I groaned as my thoughts went back to Noah. That’s all I had been thinking about since this afternoon. I had also finally read my team’s dossier, and it was hard not to be impressed with his file.

Noah Sebastian (Soibaiste), AKA Agent SAMHAIN. Age 27. Team Commander of ATF Theta-777 “Bad Omens”, stationed at Site-6 in Nexus-06, West Virginia. Rose to his current rank after stellar recommendations, has never missed a shot, excellent at close-combat, yadda yadda yadda.

And worst of all, he grew up to be stupidly handsome.

I turned over and groaned into my pillow again, the sound muffled in the fabric. I needed to be taken out to pasture and put down.

A dainty four-note tone rang from my Tab. Before ECHO could announce who the message was from, I grabbed my Tab. It had to be Dustin, replying to the several voice and text messages I had sent him.

But no, it wasn’t my scraggly scientist friend. It was Joakim, who had earlier asked to be called Jolly from now on.

Care to join us for dinner? We have a reservation at 8.

I looked at the current time. That would give me a four hour window to take a nap and have a refresher. And after the day I just had, I think I deserved it.

But Noah would probably be with him.

In the end, I decided to reply my confirmation, as I was never one to turn down free food. I then set ECHO to wake me up after two hours, or if the Site was under attack.

Like old times.

Transportation around here was different. Electricity was provided through an internal gridline, but regular vehicles didn't work. The city’s tram operated by the nexus's ley lines (in other words, operated by magic), but Cooper's Rock was mainly a pedestrian city, by the looks of it. If the population did use wheels, it was bicycles. So when Nick said we were taking his bike, I only questioned how it would fit two people.

I was not expecting a motorcycle.

“Absolutely not,” I stammered.

“Why not? It’s a lot faster than walking,” he said.

My mind raced through all the how's and legality issues that machine had to have. Despite it looking sturdy and having space for two people, it must have some mod to make it run within the Nexus limits.

I was too busy running all the possibilities through my mind to notice that Nick was holding a helmet out for me. My first thought was to say that it would ruin my hair, but even that sounded lame in my head.

In the end, I took the helmet and slid it on. Nick helped me onto the bike, and laughed when I tried to find something besides him to hold on to. “You can hold on to me. It takes a lot to break me,” he said, which I could hear through the helmet's ear piece.

Nick kicked the bike to lie, and the roar of the engine had me wanting to call the whole thing off. But before I could pull away, we were off.

My eyes squeezed shut so i wouldn’t have to watch everything whizz by at high speeds. Thankfully Nick was pretty solid as I clung onto his midsection.

I was so tense that I didn’t realize we were idling. “Mab? We’re here.”

I opened one eye to see we were parked on a curb in a small alleyway. I heard his chuckle over the radio as he turned the engine off. He hopped off and took his helmet off, replacing it with a baseball hat.

I was thankful for his help getting off the bike, because I could still feel the vibration of the engine in my thighs. “You never ride a motorcycle before?” he asked.

“No,” I said, and he winced.

“Shit, I’m sorry. You should’ve said something.”

I waved him off. “I’m fine,” I lied.

Luckily we still had to walk some so I could get my feet back under me. I wrapped my BLACK coat tighter around me, though it was still too light to combat the late February cold. Sadly it was the heaviest coat I owned, but being in a nexus meant I could wear it freely.

The restaurant was a nice place, located next to the river that cut through the city. I felt overdressed when Nick directed me towards the table near the back of the restaurant, sadly on the opposite side of the glass windows that overlooked the water.

I had been correct in assuming Noah would be there, but thankfully there were no open chairs next to him. And there were three new faces to the group.

“Davis and Steven are our Quartermasters, and Bryan is our other PSYCHE rep,” Jolly introduced them.

“I mainly take photos for evidence,” Bryan said.

Drinks and appetizers were ordered, and the conversation flowed like a well-oiled machine. Obviously, anything related to our work wasn’t mentioned due to secrecy, but as they all talked about various movies and sports, I realized that I had nothing to contribute. I sat, watching them make fun of each other as I nursed my white wine, feeling like I was on the outside looking in.

I felt… lonely.

It was Davis who finally talked to me. “I know it’s only your first day, but how does Site-6 compare to where you were?”

“Well, a lot drier for starters,” I said, earning a laugh from Jolly as he lifted his drink to his lips. The overhead lights reflected off the rings on his fingers.

“Isn’t Site-2 in the middle of the ocean?” Bryan asked.

“The English Channel, yeah,” Steven said.

“It’s a repurposed oil rig. No one would want to attack such a remote location,” I said.

“Do they have a branch of Ontokinetics out there?” Davis asked.

“No, I worked in NExUS,” I said.

My answer seemed to bring everyone up short. “But that’s… mostly recordkeeping, isn’t it? If you’re a reality bender, why’d they not have you in Ontokinetics?” Davis asked.

“I have a pretty good idea why…” I said quietly.

“That's Alliance politics for you,” Jolly said. “But you're in your own field now… or did you not study Onto?”

“No, I did,” I said, running a piece of a bread roll through cheese sauce. “My mundane minor was Astronomy.”

“Not literature?” Noah's voice cut through the background noise.

I looked up at him. Why would I go into Literature?" I asked.

He propped an elbow onto the table and rested his chin in the palm of his hand. “Well, correct me if I’m wrong, but I remember you used to love books,” he said.

I didn’t think he would’ve remembered that. “There’s no place for Literature in Ontokinetics,” I said.

“I don’t know about that,” Nicholas said from behind Noah. “There’s a lot of books out there that can bend reality.” It was the first thing he’s said to me.

I shrugged. “I wanted Astronomy,” I said nonchalantly. And I was glad I did, because I wouldn’t have met one of my few friends. Astronomy was the only thing I loved more than reading.

If anyone had felt the tension between me and Noah, they didn’t show it. Jolly and Davis, now knowing about my only hobby, asked what books I liked to read. I liked fantasy, which got Nick to chime in.

“So do you like that smutty faerie stuff?” he asked.

I caught Jolly’s eye roll as I opened my mouth. “Not really. The faeries in those books are not at all accurate, and I tend to skip the sex scenes.”

“‘Inaccurate’?” Davis piped in. “Well, I guess when you deal with faeries a lot, the inaccuracy can get pretty insulting.”

I heard someone from down the table mutter “Tell me about it”, and there were a few laughs at that. “Maybe they’ll write about you next, Noah,” Nick joked.

Noah made a face. “No one is gonna wanna read about a half-faerie man covered in tattoos.”

“Mab might,” Bryan joked.

“No.”

The word kind of slipped out, but it was true. To avoid any stares, I focused on finishing my plate.

The meal quickly came to an end not too long after that. The three newest faces were the first to call it a night, and after they left, Nick craned back in his seat to say that he was heading out. “I don’t know if Mab wants another spin on the bike,” he said, grinning widely.

Seeing as my only other options were to walk and get lost, or wait until the tram took me to the Site, I groaned. “Don’t go so fast this time.”

“I was going the speed limit!”

“Like hell you were,” I muttered.

I waited in the lobby while Nick went to the bathroom quickly. I was trying to find Jolly so I wouldn’t have to wait in awkward silence when–

“Hey, Mab.”

I turned at the voice and jumped at how close Noah was. “What?’ I snapped in annoyance.

His brow furrowed. “Can we talk?” he asked.

Oh, stars, no. “...Sure.” I relented.

Noah led me out to the front of the restaurant, where the sidewalk was mostly empty but still in the public eye. He looked down the street before turning to face me. He sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. His tattooed fingers. In fact, I’m sure the tattoo on his neck was new as well.

“This was not how I imagined our reunion,” he said.

I cocked my head. “How did you think it would go?”

“That you’d be happy to see me? How about that for starters,” he said.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said.

“Come on, Mab,” he sighed again. “You’ve been acting like I’m a stranger.”

He doesn’t want you. The interviewer’s words from six years ago rang in my head as I said, “Because you are a stranger.”

Noah looked bewildered. “What are you–”

“You know nothing about me, Noah,” I said. “We’re not friends; we’re teammates.” My voice fought to remain neutral.

“Hold on–”

“Hey, are you ready to–” Nick came outside, coming to a screeching halt when he saw us.

Before Noah could say anything else, I turned my back to him. “Goodnight, Noah. See you at work.”

The walk to Nick’s motorcycle was quiet. I’m sure my attitude towards Noah tonight was weighing on Nick’s mind, but he thankfully didn’t bring it up. This time I was better prepared for the ride, though I still kept my eyes shut.

At the front of the Site, Nick helped me dismount again. “Hey, Mab?’ he asked.

“Hm?” I took the helmet off and put it in one of the saddle bags.

Nick didn’t take his helmet off, but I could still hear him clearly when he said, “Did something happen between you and Noah back there? Are you okay?”

He doesn’t want you.

“I’m fine,” I said. “See you tomorrow, Nick.”

He sketched a dramatic bow before hopping back onto the bike. He sped off with the engines screaming.

Back in my quarters, I was greeted by ECHO. “WELCOME BACK, MAB GREY.”

“Do I have any messages?’ I asked with no preamble. “Anything from Dr. Bates?”

“YOU HAVE NO NEW MESSAGES.”

He doesn’t want you.

I leaned against the wall, slowly sliding down to the floor as a sob escaped me. I was in a new place, no friends except the semi-sentient aic…

I was truly alone.

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pairing: nanami kento x fem!reader c/w: implied smut, not canon events but it should be w/c: only 600 words today sorry <3

The way how Nanami tears off his clothes when he gets home: his tie already loosened the second he gets in the car; the dents at the back of his stiff, expensive oxford shoes because he can't be bothered to take them off properly; the trail of clothes left along the hallway as he finally reaches you. You've been waiting for so long for him to come back home, to be in your arms again. All those hours spent in a dull trance, wary and anxious that he's been badly injured from this mission.

The second that the hallway lights spill from underneath the door, you stand up giddily, knowing that he's back.

'My love...' Nanami says breathlessly, the chill from outside still burning on his cheeks. You rush into his arms, relaxing at his touch.

'Thank god you're back, Kento, I missed you so much.'

'I know, honey. I missed you too.'

You help him to unbutton his shirt, knowing how much he hates being in his work clothes. Nanami is eager to kiss you the moment it drops to the ground, hands circling your waist to bring you in closely.

'I quit today. It's all over now,' He pants between your kisses. 'You don't need to worry anymore.'

'What? What's over?" You're praying hard between each second you hold your breath, the day has finally come -

'I quit the job. No more fighting, and no more curses. Today was the last day.'

With his words, you can almost feel how each and every fibre of muscle in his body finally relaxes, how something comes back to life in his eyes again when he looks at you. Something about loving someone so deeply has imprinted on your soul, to a point where you start to think that maybe you become your other half somewhere along the way. Maybe emotions aren't all for one to bear - when one's away, you can still feel the other's suffering.

'When Nanami's happy, you're happy' is an understatement. The two of you are euphoric as you hold each other; Kento sweeps you off your feet as he's unable to contain his joy.

"I might have to burn these clothes forever. I never want to see them again," He sighs after eventually setting you down.

"I know it'd remind you of the past, but Ken," You watch as he kicks the shirt, tie and harness to the side - "I do always love seeing you in a nice suit and tie."

He raises an eyebrow in response, making you giggle. "I'll just have to find a new signature colour for you, won't I?"

"I'd love that, Kento..."

"Come, let me show you how much I love you."

With one swift motion, he's got you in the closest room possible, making sure that the surface he pins you against isn't too uncomfortable - it's a little indecent that he could barely keep his hands off of you in the hallway, but with the way how you look tonight (it's simply the radiance that happiness gives you), he can't help himself. Kento Nanami is a lost man until you give him purpose.

Just as he nips at your neck, he pulls away, blond hair falling into his eyes. "I apologise for coming on so quickly, I just-"

"No need to ask Kento, I want you right now."

He nods, pressing a fervent kiss to your lips, almost shaking when he eventually pulls away. "Mhm?"

"And I'd want you again. And again. It can all be tonight or tomorrow, whenever," You pant between kisses. "We have all the time in the world."

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Death comes to many too often, and even the life of a regular person can be cut short in an instant. Smaller threats outside of jujutsu sorcery still exist. But what's the point in thinking about that? In comparison to Nanami's previous daily life, it feels like nothing can harm him now.

Maybe, just maybe, both of you can grow old together, like this.

[gyaru-tau]

idk if ive ever talked about this au in depth actually... im gonna do that neow idc if nobody asked.

This is basically an au version of hcphil that occurs after. What I like to call a domino chain of events. A rube goldberg machine if you will. But first some quick prerequisite exposition:

Phil has been through hundreds if not thousands of timelines by the beginning of this au. He has seen so, so much, but despite this, every time he returns back to hardcore, he retains zero memory of those past experiences. Logging them in a way becomes Kristin's job. put a pin in that.

Because of this, he is thousands of years old. I don't really have a set number for this yet, maybe i'll come up with that later on idk

He doesn't look like that immediately, but that's kinda what I consider his most blank slate possible form. As he changes in other timelines or in hc, the form alters and shapeshifts with it. Or he has a brand new form from the start.

The branch-off point where things start going wrong here is when Rose, after being seperated from Blaze for so long and wanting to see her decides that she's gonna do exactly that. Yolo. She's going to the nether, and Phil is one of the biggest encouragements to do so for her. They decide to travel the nether roof and pack fire res in case of emergencies, and Phil basically vows to protect her the whole way there.

And the trip there goes fine! Great actually! They get to Blaze, but... Rose gets too close. She runs out of fire res without realizing since it was Phil's responsibility to check. You can probably imagine how that might have ended.

With Rose now gone, there's nobody to tend for the flora of the overworld, and slowly... It begins to rot and wilt. Feeling crushed by Rose's tragic end and feeling completely to blame, Phil decides to seek out the Ocean Overlord, hoping that just maybe, he could use enough water to revitalize the land little by little.

Ocean Overlord, despite the carefree personality, felt both envy for, and in debt to Rose for revitalizing his ocean monument when a piece of his ocean was stolen. He has incredible respect for her, and with how hand-in-hand their positions as deities were, I think he may have even seen something familial in her.

So of course, when Phil wakes him up and explains what happened... He doesn't take to it very kindly, believing this whole mess to be the result of Blaze being reckless.

Becoming the most active he'd ever been, Ocean Overlord's ocean grows rough, stormy, and restless. The water levels rise higher and higher until Phil's home is completely submerged and unlivable. The only place that remains untouched is flowerfall, and so Phil tries to survive the constantly raging storm in the little cove there, living off of fish from the sea and pork from the hoglins in the nethervoid.

Eventually, Blaze decides that its her turn to try and fix things. Despite being still riddled with grief, she attempts to leave the nether and cross the ocean in her largest possible form in hopes of speaking to the Ocean Overlord. But she can't get through to him. He tries to fight her, but of course, all that results is the two making contact, freezing the both of them to stone and obsidian.

With the Blaze Empress gone, The nether begins to collapse, and The ocean starts to share the same fate as the Overlord as it too, turns to stone. All that remains is the end, and it alone cannot sustain.

Despite trying his hardest to live, Kristin sees how miserable Phil is being the last to survive in hardcore, and so she plucks him from the earth to reside with her in her home in the void, essentially ending his run.

The void is full of monuments that Phil swears he recognizes from past lives, but he hasn't the capacity to fully remember them. Aside from them, the void is cold, and dark, and lonely, even with Kristin there to tell him about the lives he used to live.

The memory of hardcore has started to fade from his body, but not his mind, rendering him back at that same blank slate as before; not human, not crow, but an angel. A player without a singleplayer world; and therefore, one that lacks the capacity to care.

He hates to think it, but every day he remembers that Kristin is the reason he was revived; the reason that he'd inevitably end up here with nowhere else to go. Like this.

He just hopes that he doesn't resent her for it one day.

[smolwritingchick]

The Bangtan Gal Chapter 93- Our First Time

Summary: Jennie celebrates her birthday in Japan and Jungkook makes it a memorable one.

Genre: Jungkook fluff! And smut! (A for effort on the smut! I'm sorry if you're a bit disappointed with the smut writing but I'll continue to get better. Practice makes perfect!)

Words: 15,000+ 

Author's Note: It's been a while! I missed writing this story, I'm happy to be back at it. I missed you all dearly! I have been overthinking the HECK out of this chapter. Like ideas kept coming but then I was worried cause it was like ah...is this too much or not that realistic? I had a vision but I kept going back and forth regarding realism and contemplated deleting stuff but then I wanted to keep it. So, I hope you enjoy this and it was worth the wait. I wanted to make it romantic, fluffy, intimate, and a bit vulnerable in a way. I mean this is a critical point in their relationship and I didn't want to screw it up.

I just feel like these two will be comfortable with each other and certain about their love. Everyone especially black women should be loved on and cherished by their significant other and I thought a lot about how Jungkook would feel in this moment with Jennie in the story after pinning for her for so long. 

I'd say Summer Walker's Nobody Else and Best Part by Daniel Caesar & H.E.R is super relatable to JenKook. Loveeee these song so much. Both are so beautiful and always get me in my feelings.

Also: context on Booker T and his Spinaroonie which will be mentioned in the story. Black wrestlers mean a lot to me and he has been a huge part of my childhood.

Soon after chilling for a bit, and celebrating my birthday on May 10th, I will be working on my wrestling story next to update that and then I will be back writing the next chapters for Bangtan Gal. There will be two chapters updated for this one, the Muster chapter which will have Jin and Jennie's wrestling match, and then the next story chapter :)

So, bear with me for the slow updates. It may take a bit but I will try my best to not take forever. Again, thanks for sticking with me and I hope this was ok. Lemme know what you think! Until next time!!

Currently me after uploading:

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A loud sigh escaped Jennie's lips as she sat down in the middle of a wrestling ring. Here she was alone at Big Hit, in one of their rooms which had a standard sized wrestling ring for her and Jin to practice for their next match. Lately, it had been used as a private room for Bangtan's Oldest and Youngest members and held a lot of gym equipment as well. 

For a while now, Big Hit proposed for Jennie and Jin to get professional wrestling lessons. Jin stuck with learning the basics but Jennie wanted to learn more and asked for extra lessons as wrestling had started to become a new hobby for her. Despite the soreness and occasional bruising she'd endure while training, wrestling was fun and stress relieving. Their professional lessons were a few days a week as they learned the basics and prepared for their choreographed match to make sure things went well. Juggling dance practice, recording music, events, and wrestling lessons took a while to adjust but the two members remained dedicated and wanted to put on a great video for ARMY when it was time to record their match.

Big Hit wanted to ensure their safety as well and thought professional wrestling lessons would help. Because at the end of the day, Jin and Jennie were still idols and the last thing the company needed was two of their artists injured off of wrestling. And Jennie knows from watching WWE that those wrestling injuries are no joke. She was grateful every day for not suffering a serious injury and hoped to keep it that way. 

Since her hair was dyed red, Jennie wanted to portray WWE's Lita for their next match while Jin was still researching which wrestler to portray. Since the matches are predetermined, Big Hit wanted Jin to win which made sense to Jennie and she was all for it. For the past week, Jin and Jennie would go over what they wanted to do for the match and their trainers were extremely helpful in making their vision come to life while assisting in producing the match.

With it being evening time and everyone had left for the day, Jennie stayed behind to practice while wearing some shorts, knee pads, and a tank top. She wanted to get a few moves down and hoped to perform them better as she kept jumping off the top rope safely onto a padded mat to pretend it was her opponent.

After drinking water, she stood on her feet and stretched.

"There you are!" Jungkook's bright voice filled her ears as she turned around and smiled.

"Hey! Sorry, Jungkook, I should have texted you. I wasn't ready to go, yet. I wanted to train a little bit more,"

"It's all good, honey. What are you working on?" he strolled over to the ring and went in, wearing a hoodie with the hood over his head and sweatpants.

"My moonsault. You know the move where you backflip off the top rope and onto your opponent lying on the mat?"

"Yeah! I know the move," he reached out for her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'm sweaty," she giggled and tried to pull away but he wouldn't budge.

"I don't care," 

He smiled and leaned down to give her multiple kisses on her lips which she immediately returned, smiling into the kisses. 

"Show me what you got with the moonsault. I can help you," he said while she looked at him in surprise as they pulled away.

Jungkook even learned a bit of wrestling just in case he wanted to participate in future matches. He was still trying to convince the rest of the members to join but so far no luck. But hopefully one day.

"A-are you sure? I should practice more on the big mat first," she said with a hint of nervousness.

"I'm the Golden Maknae, I got this," he flashed a big grin. "Where do you want me, Jagi?"

"O-okay. Um, let me move the mat and you can take its place," she pulled the mat to the other side of the ring while Jungkook got on his back.

"All set! Let me know when you're ready, Jennie,"

Nervousness continued to overwhelm her as she replied, "Kookie, are you sure this is a good idea? I don't think I'm ready to perform it on someone just yet,"

"You never know unless you try! Come at me. Let me see what you got,"

"Fine, fine. Stay still," she got up the top rope, trying to remember everything she could for the move. "Three...two...one...go!"

She backflipped off the top rope gracefully and landed right on him. However, a loud groan escaped his lips as her knees landed on his stomach instead of her torso, which made her freak out.

"Ah! Oh my God! Are you okay!? Why am I such a klutz!?" she got off of him to see him clenching his stomach with his face twisted in discomfort. 

Oh, this was so bad. She knew she shouldn't have decided to practice on him. All that training went out the window as she saw her man in pain. 

She cupped his face while he continued to clench his stomach. "Kookie, I'm sorry! Are you okay!?"

"Yeah..." he grunted, '"We'll work on it,"

"I am SO sorry!" she exclaimed after releasing him. "I did so much better, earlier! I promise, I did! I just miscalculated! I can do it, better! But I'm not quite ready to do the move on someone! Ah...why did I agree to this!? My knees were on your stomach! God, I know that had to hurt. And I got my knee pads on, too? Sheesh!"

As he watched her ramble, Jungkook couldn't help but laugh and stopped clenching his stomach, sitting up.

"You're cute when you freak out like this," he giggled.

"You're not hurt!?" she exclaimed.

"I am a little. My stomach hurts but I was exaggerating the pain. It doesn't hurt that bad," 

"I-you idiot! Don't do that!" she smacked his arm, making him laugh again. "You had me thinking I injured you! I was about to freak out and cry to Bang PD!"

"Wow, you were going to do that? I should have kept up the act,"

"Shut up!" she giggled as they both stood up. "You're a piece of work, you know that?"

"So, I've been told," he smiled and placed a warm hand on her cheek, brushing his thumb against it. "You did good, babe. You just gotta work more on the delivery of your moonsault. I say Jin stands no chance against you in the high flying department,"

"Thank you. I'll keep practicing on the mat, for now," she kissed his cheek and placed the mat where it was before.

"How are you and hyung coming along with the match?" he asked as he stood across in a corner, leaning against the top turnbuckle with his arms crossed.

"It's going so well! Jin still gotta figure out who he wants to be. I gave him some suggestions, so he's researching to get one of their personas down. And once he does choose the wrestler, then the trainers can try to teach him some of their moves to add to the match. I lowkey want him to be Booker T from WWE. I told him earlier as a suggestion and he said he'll think about it. But yo, if he chooses him that would make my day. To watch Jin do the spin-a-roonie though...that will have me crying," she laughed at the idea with Jungkook.

"Can you dig it, SUCKA~!" Jungkook said Booker T's wrestling catchphrase in English with Jennie as the two laughed again.

"Yeah, hyung would be so extra with his persona. I can't wait to see who he decides to be. And I'm looking forward to being front row to watch it this time instead of on video,"

"Haha, you're in for a treat. Man, all this makes me want to go to a WWE event one of these days. If we're back in America and they're doing a show close to where we are, I want to go!"

"I hope so too, so you can go. I'll come with you,"

"It's a date!"

"Speaking of dates, we still need to go to a rock concert together like you wanted,"

"Yeah! I gotta research that too whenever we are free. I have no idea who will be on tour but no matter what we have to do GA! And we must crowd surf! It's gonna be fun, I promise!"

The lovers could see the date now. She was on top of his shoulders, singing the lyrics to whatever song was playing from one of her favorite bands while he vibed and smiled at her having the time of her life. It needed to happen soon. 

As she continued to practice her wrestling, Jungkook's eyes began to roam down her body, as he pondered about his self control. Her dark skin glistened in the lighting of the room from the sweat of her workout and her hair was in a messy bun. Every day the want for her increased and her birthday couldn't come fast enough with the way his body reacted to her. He wondered if she felt the same.

As her birthday drew near, Jungkook's anticipation and nervousness kicked in tenfold. It was a huge step and he hoped everything would go well and he could make her feel how wanted and loved she is. 

"Did you hear me?"

"Do what?" Jungkook snapped out of his trance and looked into her eyes.

"I asked, since you're here do you want to train with me, too?" she repeated.

"Yeah, why not. I could use a workout before we go back," he took off his hoodie to show his tank top, revealing his muscular arms as her eyes eagerly checked them out.

Now this was a little dangerous. Jennie was already trying to keep herself in check to not let her dirty thoughts get to her. Shaking the thoughts away, the two trained back and forth, practicing moves. She was grateful for it and it was nice to have a partner to assist. But as time went on, she began losing focus because, in the back of her mind, her desire to be intimate with her man had gotten stronger, these days. But maybe...just maybe...

Jungkook currently had his arms around her from behind in a waist lock while she struggled to get out of it. With him breathing down her neck and his firm arms holding her, she seemed to have completely lost focus. 

Abruptly, she pushed back against him to grind, making him sharply inhale.

"You know that should be a disqualification," he said in her ear as his hands began to roam down her body.

"Hm, well, there is no referee in sight. So, what now?" she turned in his arms. 

Before he could reply, she pulled him by his shirt to smooch him as he groaned softly against her mouth. Their kissing became needy and his hands traveled down to her ass, squeezing it. She gasped at the sudden action which led him to slide his tongue into her mouth and lift her up as she wrapped her legs around him. As he proceeded to walk forward to press her up against a corner, Jennie cupped his face and held onto him.

She wanted him so badly. She was ready and felt herself getting aroused that she didn't even care where it was as long as it was with him. With Jungkook, as much as he wanted to touch her and lose control, he didn't want it to be abrupt like this. With every last restraint, he set her down and reluctantly pulled away, running a hand through his messy hair.

"Did I do something wrong?" she asked, catching her breath from their passionate kissing.

"No, of course not. I want this and I want you. Believe me when I say I've been wanting to touch you and make you feel amazing for a long time, now. But you deserve a bed, Jennie,"

Her heart fluttered at how serious he sounded about that.

He stepped forward and placed his hands on the top rope, connected to the top turnbuckle, trapping her in the corner. "And I want to take my time and kiss every inch of you...and I want to hear you say my name again when I make you feel things no one else can because you're mine...but not now. Not here. It'll be on a bed. And soon. I promise,"

"You say that and expect me not to pounce on you? You're giving me images that I want to become a reality, now,"

"You do the same to me,"

"And I was only going to ask for you to come to my studio. I mean...there is a couch,"

He chuckled at the suggestive thought. "And a bed for your first is even more inviting,"

"Touché,"

"Wait a little longer for it, okay?"

She smiled and nodded. "Okay. I know it'll be worth the wait,"

He returned her smile and leaned back in to kiss her passionately, not ready to let her go just yet. However, their making out was cut short when they failed to realize the door opening. A loud clearing of someone's throat was heard, making the couple quickly back away and turn to who was there.

Of all people...it was Bang PD. 

'This would be my luck...' Jennie thought to herself as she bowed with Jungkook apologetically. 

She was mortified while Jungkook blushed out of embarrassment. 

Jennie thought everyone left but then she realized she had forgotten Bang PD had told her he would also stay late to finish up some work. He must have come by to say goodbye to her since he was done.

"Jennie..." Bang PD let out a sigh, shaking his head as he looked at the couple.

These kids...boy was he amused at the scene. 

"Y-yes, sir?" she answered, flustered.

"When you told me you would be staying late to practice, I didn't mean making out in the ring with Jungkook. You two should be working," he replied with his arms crossed.

He scolded them for not focusing on training and then laughed about it in the end, wishing them a good night and to next time focus on work. After he left, Jennie and Jungkook glanced at each other and ended up laughing at the embarrassment.

"Oh my God...I can't believe that just happened," she got out of the ring with him. "We are NEVER telling the boys about this. This is going to the grave,"

"I second that. Do you think he's going to mention this to anyone?" he feared.

"Oh, fuck outta here, I hope not!"

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"I cannot believe this..." Jennie grumbled with her arms crossed as she sat in the van with the members, on their way to the airport.

She had her fair share of goofy moments but this right here was currently number one. The boys were struggling not to laugh as they snuck glances at her wearing a large Pikachu Onesie. The reason? Losing a bet with Jungkook on who could beat who in Smash Bros, last night. She tried her hardest but he prevailed in a best out of 5.

"You look adorable," Jungkook giggled.

"Be quiet," she snapped at him in a playful tone, earning another giggle from him. "I can't believe I have to walk out in public with this on. Why? You know Dispatch is going to be there taking photos."

"You did bring it on yourself. You should have beat him in the game," Yoongi chuckled.

"Wow." she shook her head. "I am loving the support, right now,"

Bangtan had some fan events in Japan just before their 3rd Muster in Seoul and were headed to the airport to get on their flight. Once they arrived at the airport, fans and reporters were already there to take videos and photos. Jennie watched as the members and staff made their way out of the vehicle as she tried to mentally prepare herself to be seen with the onesie.

About to get out of the car, Jin turned back to her and chuckled. "Are you coming?"

Seated next to him by the window, she groaned. "Yes..."

With a smile, Jin helped her out of the car and surprised sounds from the crowd were heard when they saw her in the onesie, along with giggling and various comments on how cute she looked. Being a good sport, Jennie grinned and waved at the cameras, walking inside the airport with everyone else.

She laughed, forgetting about the embarrassment, and began to pose, with the members. Miss Bangtan even started playing the part of Pikachu, while reporters ate it up. After photos, the group started going to the destination of where their flight was as the large group of fans and reporters followed them.

"Jennie-ah, why are you wearing a Pikachu onesie?" she heard a fan ask who was recording her with their phone.

"I lost a video game bet against Jungkook," she grinned sheepishly, earning giggles in response.

Safe to say, her look went viral and became an instant classic BTS moment for ARMY as they tweeted their thoughts:

'Look at Jen-kachu!'

'The fact that she agreed to this lmfaooo.'

'Jungkook was the cause of this!? LOL the Golden Duo never has a dull moment!'

'Wait I thought this was photoshopped! WHAT!?'

'Jennie blessing us with her cuteness!'

'I deadass thought it was a joke but Jennie is actually at the airport as Pikachu!'

'Hahahaha not Jennie getting caught in the mix of losing bets!'

'I LOVE cute Jennie! This made my day!'

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Because of her birthday, the staff treated Jennie to have her own suite in the hotel BTS stayed while the rest of the members roomed with each other. The room was huge as it even held a kitchen, which Jungkook was currently using to his advantage while Jennie was out eating with the Hyung Line for her birthday. Jungkook's birthday plans for Jennie were in motion as he and the rest of the Maknae Line decorated her suite with balloons and other birthday accessories. 

"She is going to freak!" Jimin beamed.

"Yeah, this looks like it's going to be her best birthday, yet! You gotta tell us her reaction when she sees the room," Taehyung added.

Jungkook grinned as he decorated. "I will! You two okay continuing to decorate? I want to start the cake,"

"Yeah, go ahead! I still can't believe you're going to bake for her. This is adorable," Jimin giggled.

Jungkook wanted to go all out for her birthday and thought of baking for her. She always baked for him and the rest of the boys. It would be sweet to have her receive a cake that was made from the heart. The Golden Maknae researched some good birthday cake recipes and chose to bake a small red velvet cake for her. 

He whipped out all the ingredients he purchased the night before and placed them all on the counter to begin while the oven was preheating. Getting right to work, Jungkook was diligent in making sure he followed the directions and mixed the ingredients while checking to see if the measurements were fine.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Taehyung teased while walking over to him, trying to throw him off as he mixed everything in the bowl.

"Go away!" Jungkook playfully shouted at him, turning away.

"You sure you don't need help?" Jimin added to the teasing.

"No!" Jungkook exclaimed. "You two just continue decorating and stop messing with me,"

However, Jimin and Taehyung decided to continue messing with him by playfully hitting him and throwing some decorations his way, which resulted in Jungkook setting the nicely mixed bowl down and running around the suite to chase them. It didn't take too long for him to beat them up before going back to working on the cake. Once in the oven, Jungkook put a timer on his phone and continued to decorate with the guys.

"What do you plan to do with Ennie when she returns?" Taehyung asked.

The question caused Jungkook to smile to himself as his heart leaped. To spend the day with the girl he had fallen for and was proud to call his girlfriend was something he'll cherish forever. He wanted everything to be perfect because she deserved the world. For her birthday, Jungkook convinced his hyungs to let him and Jennie have the entire day together. He was happy they all agreed and that he'd have some sweet alone time with her. He thought long and hard about how he wanted to spend the day and hoped she loved what he had planned.

"I have it all planned out but don't want to jinx myself and give it away. I just hope to make it as special as possible," Jungkook answered with joy. 

"No matter what you do, she'll love it. I mean it's Ennie. She appreciates everything we do for her,"

"And we're happy to see you be the best boyfriend for her. Our ship is still sailing strong, isn't it Tae?" Jimin praised.

"Indeed!" Taehyung high fived him with enthusiasm.

Jungkook chuckled and blushed at the kind words. "I sometimes still can't believe she's mine. I'm really happy I told her my feelings, that day,"

"Us too, Jungkookie," Jimin patted his back. 

After Jimin and Taehyung left, Jungkook went to where the bedroom was to start decorating it. She had told him she was ready and he hoped that tonight would be special for the both of them for that first time. To take that next step in the relationship. 

Later, his phone began to buzz and he took it out of his pocket to see a text from Jin.

Jin: We're back at the hotel! Meet us in the lobby.

JK: On my way!

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To Jennie, she was with the rest of Bangtan and patiently waited for Jungkook. Her tummy was full from the delicious breakfast and she had a big smile on her face. Her birthday had been filled with great vibes so far and she couldn't wait to see what else was planned today. 

"Jennie~!" Jimin ran up to her with Taehyung to embrace her. "Happy birthday!"

She giggled and returned the hug enthusiastically. "Thank you~! I feel so loved! First, it was the breakfast, and now the hugs from you and Taehyung!"

"I'm glad you're enjoying your day so far. It's only going to get better,"

"Ooh? More surprises? I wonder what's next. That breakfast hit the spot. Japan has some amazing food,"

As they all chatted, Jungkook finally came down on the elevator to see Jennie chatting with the guys. Sensing his presence, she turned and grinned. 

"Kookie!" she waved as he strolled over to her.

"Happy birthday!" he grinned and embraced her tightly, spinning her around as he lifted her in his arms.

"Thank you!"

"We'll leave you two, to it," Namjoon smiled and began walking to the elevator.

"Yes and please just stay safe. And no, I will not blow up your phones to get updates. I promise," Jin chuckled and waved, following Namjoon.

"Have fun, today! We'll see you, eventually," Jimin giggled and left with the rest of the members.

"Oh? They're all leaving? Even Jin? What a surprise," she said in wonder. "So, it's just us?"

"Yeah, you're with me for the rest of the day," Jungkook proudly said.

"What?! Oh, that's perfect! How'd you get them to agree? Especially Jin?"

"I am the Golden Maknae," he grinned.

"You always say that shit, give me the details! I want a proper answer," she playfully hit him.

"Haha, I told them I'd treat them to Korean beef when we return to Seoul. So, they were fine with that. They eagerly agreed once I mentioned food,"

"I like that. So, where to?"

"You'll see. Let's go,"

As they were en route to their destination, Jennie continued to scroll on Twitter to see the sweet messages from fans for her birthday. And then she smiled when ARMY began to notice that Nike and a Nike PR followed her Instagram. She was excited to announce her being sponsored by Nike and was just waiting for the OK.

As soon as they made it to the destination, Jennie looked around in awe.

They were at Universal!

"Universal Japan!? Oh, hell yes! We about to have a TIME, today!" she cheered and put a black mask on with him as Jungkook laughed at her enthusiasm, agreeing.

After they checked in, they walked inside the park while Jennie looked around, amazed. She always wanted to check out amusement parks in other countries. She can check this off her bucket list.

"Follow me," he said as she walked closely with him.

"Oh, wait! I wanna take a photo with Hello Kitty!" she pointed out the mascot taking photos with the children.

Jen waited patiently for her turn, smiling under her mask at the adorable kids. Then, she kept her mask on and posed with the peace sign while Jungkook snapped the photo. She'll be sure to tweet it on Twitter, later.

Walking inside one of the stores, the large variety of headbands caught her attention.

"Soooo many options! Look at all these headbands," she looked through them.

After looking around, the two decided to get matching headbands. Once they put them on, they took cute selfies together and even some silly ones. As they walked further into the park at Universal Japan, Jennie began to hear the Harry Potter theme song, taking her by surprise.

"Wait a damn minute...are we-are we going to Harry Potter World!?" she exclaimed. Once she turned to Jungkook and saw him nod happily, she jumped and squealed excitedly. "What!? Oh my gosh! Wait, you took the test!?"

"I did. I'm a Ravenclaw,"

"Ahhhh! It suits you! So much to do! Okay! We gotta get wands! We gotta do the whole thing. We gotta go on the rides, we gotta get butterbeer, get the outfits, everything! You ready?" she giggled excitedly as he smiled, thinking it was the cutest thing.

"Lead the way,"

"That's what I'm talking about!" she grabbed his hand as they wandered around.

Jungkook had brought a camera with him and had been filming her since their arrival. Smiling as he filmed, he observed as she looked around the area, geeking out. This was so going towards a future GCF for their relationship reveal.

"Ah~! It's just like the movies! I feel like I'm actually in the movies!" she beamed.

After picking up their wands and robes, they check out Three Broomsticks to eat lunch.

"Here we go! Butterbeer! Let's see..." Jennie checked out the options they had.

"Should we get cold or hot butterbeer?" Jungkook pondered.

"Let's get both and try it together,"

After ordering food and two cold and two hot butterbeer beverages, the couple sat together and ate while discussing how much fun they were having so far.

"Okay, the moment of truth. You filming?" she grinned as she watched him with his camera.

"Yes, milady," 

"Okay! Let's see if butterbeer tastes as good as everyone says! I'm going to try the cold one first," she presented the cup and began to take a big sip.

"And the results are...?" he asked with anticipation.

"This SLAPS!" she praised and took another sip, enjoying the delicious taste and cream on top.

After watching her praising the cold drink, Jungkook filmed himself trying the drink and nodded in approval, enjoying it as well. Turning the camera back to her to film, she presented the hot butterbeer next. 

"Okay! Now for the hot one!" she announced and began to take a careful sip. "Oh, I like this, too. Very rich taste. And I feel all warm and cozy. It's warming me up nicely,"

Jungkook filmed himself trying the hot one and enjoyed the taste as well but not as much as the cold one.

"It's good. But I like the cold one, more," he said, still enjoying the hot drink as he took more sips.

"It's hard to choose. I like the hot version just a little bit more. Both are amazing. Well, butterbeer is worth the hype. I'm glad we finally tried it!"

The rest of the day was spent all over Harry Potter world, enjoying the rides and shopping in the stores. They even got to check out some other areas of Universal while taking lots of photos. After a fun filled day, the couple began to leave the park and Jungkook gave her his jacket to wear so she wouldn't be too cold.

"Enjoyed yourself?" He asked.

Enjoying the warmth of his jacket while holding his hand, she said, "One of the best birthdays ever! We gotta go back again, soon. Thanks for today. I had an amazing time,"

"I'm glad you did. Now, onto your next surprise," 

"Wait, there's more?"

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Making it back to the hotel, Jungkook guided Jennie back to her room, having her close her eyes as she walked in.

"And...open," he smiled after closing the door behind him.

Once she opened her eyes, she looked around in shock.

"No way!" she grinned and walked around. 

A large happy birthday banner was on display, tons of gifts were placed in the living room area and even cute balloons and decorations were scattered all around the room.

"Jungkook...this is incredible!"

"You deserve it," he grinned. "Jimin and Taehyung helped out,"

"They're the best. You're the best. Everyone is the best. This is too sweet, what?" 

"I'm glad you like everything. And...these are for you," he presented her with a vase full of a dozen red roses and she placed a hand over her chest, appreciative of the gesture.

"Aw...thank you!" she gave him a big kiss and set the vase down on the dining room table. "Wow...these are gorgeous! And they smell great!"

"Nike sent you something as well," he pointed to the living room couch as he made his way over.

"What!? A whole custom birthday box from Nike? What!? Oh, I am about to lose my mind!" she shouted happily and ran over to the large Orange box, sitting on the couch with him.

It held a card wishing her a happy birthday and that they were excited about her working with them. When she opened the box, there were tons of Nike goods in her size and custom made items just for her which made her heart soar.

"Wow...I sound like a broken record but...I...I feel so loved. And I'm so grateful to have you and everyone else in my life. Like really...thank you for always showing me how special I am," she said and kissed him again.

"Always. You mean a lot to me and you deserve all of this and more,"

"Kook...you mean a lot to me, too," 

After the two checked out everything from the Nike box, Jungkook spoke, "I made something for you,"

"Oh? What is it?" she looked on in anticipation.

"Close your eyes, first,"

"Okay," she closed her eyes with a smile, awaiting the surprise.

Getting up from the couch, Jungkook made his way to the fridge to grab the small red velvet cake that he had made for her. Despite the constant teasing from Jimin and Taehyung on whether he knew what he was doing, the cake turned out quite well and was decorated nicely with the icing. After grabbing a few paper plates, plastic forks, and a plastic knife, Jungkook set everything down on the coffee table in front of the couch as Jennie continued to wait patiently.

He placed a 1 candle and a 9 candle on the cutely decorated cake and presented it to her with a smile.

"Open," he softly said.

Opening her eyes, she looked at the cake in surprise, covering her mouth. She glanced up at him, back at the cake, and then back at him, uncovering her mouth to reveal a grin.

"What? You baked for me?"

"You bake for everyone. I wanted this birthday to be memorable so I decided to try to make you something,"

"Jungkook, today has been way more than memorable. This is so sweet, thank you. It smells so good. And it looks good, too,"

"I hope you like it. But before digging in..." he lit the candles and then began to sing Happy Birthday angelically which made her heart leap.

"Make a wish," he happily said. 

After a moment of thinking of a wish, she blew out the candles and they both cheered.

"Let's try the cake together," she requested.

Once Jungkook cut a big slice and put it on a paper plate to share, he placed it on the table. The two picked up a forkful and decided to feed each other. Jennie expected Jungkook's cake to taste delicious and she was correct, enjoying every bite as they continued to feed each other.

"How do you like it? I think it's pretty good," he said.

"You've outdone yourself, this tastes great!" she complimented.

"Better than you?" he teased in a hopeful voice.

"Alright now," she deadpanned before breaking out into giggles with him. 

After finishing the slice, Jungkook put the rest of the cake in the fridge.

"Ah, I'm so spoiled. Today has been magical! Like, look at this! I don't even know where to continue for the gifts," she said, looking at all the gifts scattered around from friends and family.

"Do you want to open your gifts now or see your last gift of the evening?"

"Last gift?" she looked at him curiously.

He smiled softly and nodded. 

The curiosity took over her. "Show me the last gift,"

"Follow me," he grabbed her hand and led her to the bedroom door.

Once he opened it, they walked in and saw that the room was decorated romantically. Cute electric candles lit up the dark room along with rose petals scattered around the floor and bed.

She gasped lightly as her heart fluttered. "Jungkook..."

After closing the door, he watched as she stood in front of him, looking around in awe. Slowly walking over to her from behind, he saw her turn around. No words needed to be said at the moment as they smiled at each other. They both knew they wanted this and felt secure in their feelings.

He gazed at her lovingly as he reached out to pull her into his arms, leaning down to capture her lips tenderly. She held onto him as they kissed and their stomachs leaped with joy and anticipation of what was about to happen. Pulling away she smiled and grabbed his hands, walking back until she was closer to the bed. Turning him around, she made him sit on the edge of the bed as the butterflies increased in her stomach. Straddling him, she wrapped her arms around his neck while feeling his hands rest on her hips.

'Wow...we're really about to do this,' she thought as she held his gaze.

"Nervous?" he asked softly.

"A little," she admitted.

"I'm nervous too but whatever we do it'll feel right," he responded while she ran a hand through his soft hair and cupped his cheek. "We have all night and I plan to take advantage of it. We'll go slow, okay?" 

"Okay," she smiled and explored his mouth again, tasting the red velvet cake from his lips.

Once she pulled away, he guided her soft hands to his firm chest and she slowly began to undo the buttons of his dress shirt. Unbuttoning the last button, she took it off him eagerly and got a good look at his toned torso, admiring the view which did not go unnoticed by him. She kissed him again, having her hands all over his body as the warmth of his skin radiated onto her. Jungkook smiled into the kiss, loving how her hands roamed, making him feel satisfied with his body. He had been getting slightly bigger in muscle and had been working out even more these days. 

She didn't know how much time had passed as she kept touching and kissing him but she loved how patient he was. He didn't rush her. He let her set the pace and let her do whatever she wanted.

As her soft, full lips trailed down to his chin and his neck, she began to slowly grind into him, making him groan softly which caused her stomach to leap at the pleasant sound. The grip on her hips tightened as he moved with her to create more friction. He sighed out her name when she nipped softly on his neck. Trailing kisses up his neck and capturing his lips again, she could feel him through his jeans as he pushed his hips into hers again, making her moan softly.

She felt his warm hands on her waist as he met her eyes, asking if it was OK to continue. Once she nodded, she felt her sweatshirt ride up and helped him take it off, tossing it on the floor. Jungkook swallowed hard, looking at her chest with desire as it was covered in a red bra.

"You can touch me, you know," she reminded with a smile and grabbed his hands, guiding them to her chest.

"I-I know...just...wow..." he said breathlessly.

He was in a trance and felt himself getting harder, enjoying the view up close like this. She sighed into his touch when he squeezed lightly and had his lips travel around her neck.

"You are so beautiful..." he murmured against her skin while his hands caressed her, making her squirm and whimper softly.

He was pleased to hear the sounds coming from her as she moved her neck to give him better access, feeling his sweet kisses all over. Suddenly, he easily stood up with her legs wrapped around his waist. Spinning around a little, she giggled, making him smile and capture her lips as she cupped his cheeks. Not breaking the kiss, he gently laid her down on the bed, crawling on top of her as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Everything he was doing to her so far made her body feel warm all over as her heart pounded. The way he kissed her and continued to caress her body had her intoxicated by his touch. As they both sat up a little, Jungkook glanced at her to see if she was ready to continue and she nodded. Reaching out to the back of her bra, he attempted to unclasp it but began to struggle. The sight made Jen look amused as she thought it was cute how concentrated yet confused he was at trying to do such a simple task.

"Need help?" she teased.

"I got this," he said but continued to struggle.

As she watched him fumble with the bra, a giggle escaped her lips, making his ears twitch and glance back up at her.

"Are you laughing at me?" he chuckled.

"A little~. Here, let me help," she helped him unclasp it and take it off as she tossed it somewhere on the floor.

"Wow..." he breathed, drinking her in.

He gently laid her down and grabbed her right breast in his palm. Feeling him place kisses over her chest, she let out soft moans and writhed under his touch while he gave her left breast attention. While he sucked and swirled his tongue around her hard left nipple, her back arched as a wave of heat surged down between her legs. This felt too good as she continued to let out sounds of pleasure, enjoying what his mouth was doing. As he brushed her right nipple with his thumb, he continued to suck and nip on her left one, before moving over to give her right breast the same attention.

"Can I?" he breathed as his hands moved down to the button of her jeans.

"Yes," she breathed with want.

Unbuttoning her jeans and zipping down the fly, he helped her out of them, along with her red underwear, and tossed them off the bed. Moving back up, he kissed her again passionately. She then began to whimper against his mouth and squirmed when she felt one of his hands traveling down to her thigh. 

"Still sensitive here, I see," he murmured, pleased to have remembered one of her sensitive spots.

He kissed her hungrily as his hand traveled down to rub against her core, causing her to moan loudly into his mouth and hold onto him. 

"Jungkook..." she gasped.

Proud to feel her getting so wet for him and being so responsive to his touch, he kissed up her neck and whispered in her ear, "I'm right here,"

They've been here before. They have done this a handful of times since Prom Weekend and each time felt amazing as he knew how to make her feel good with his hands and tongue. 

As he kissed every inch of her body, being vocal about how beautiful she was and how beautiful her black skin was which continued to make her dizzy, Jungkook began to kiss down her body. While he kissed down her stomach, she let out a gasp and began breathing heavily once his lips kissed around her hips and inner thighs. Finally, he was face to face with her entrance. He was pleased to see how wet she had become and it was all for him as she was anticipating what he would do next.

His mouth got to work, kissing her thighs and landing right to her core as her heavy pants were heard throughout the bedroom, which was music to his ears. Jungkook felt her grip fistfuls of his silky hair as he swirled his tongue around her folds, starting at a slow pace since he wanted to take his time to enjoy her. His tongue felt warm and soft against her as he licked his way up to her clit.

"Ah, Jungkook!" she cried out as her hips jolted at the sudden sensation.

As he continued, picking up the pace to lick and suck her clit, he felt her remove her hands from his hair and try to move away because the pleasure was beginning to make her feel like she wouldn't be able to handle it. However, Jungkook was having none of it and pulled her back to his mouth and kept her firmly in place, digging right back in.

"I-I can't—fuck!" she moaned, squeezing her eyes shut as she threw her head back into the soft mattress. 

She wasn't going to be able to take much more of this as she felt vibrations against her from his chuckle, sending shivers up her spine. Meanwhile, Jungkook looked up with lustful eyes, enjoying the view of her looking disheveled with her mouth open.

"Yes, you can," he encouraged. "You're taking it so well like you always do,"

He felt a sense of pride. No one else was able to make her feel the way he made her feel. And he enjoyed the fact that he caused this reaction from her and only him. He continued to devour her, paying attention to her cries of pleasure. Instantly after that, her entire body tensed up as she shuddered and cried out his name. Smiling to himself, he kept his head buried between her thighs as his mouth was slick with saliva and her juices. Pulling away, with his mouth glistening, he licked his lips.

"You all right?" he asked with a soft smirk, feeling a bit smug that he left her in shambles.

As she steadied her breathing, she finally was able to speak, "Hm-hm...it's like...every time you do this you get better,"

He smiled at her praise. "The motivation is you,"

She smiled at his reply. They truly loved each other. And now they were expressing it on a whole new level. She felt so safe with him and felt amazing so far. Deep in her thoughts, her eyes began to roam down to his physique, admiring the view. Those arms...those thighs...everything. He looked beautiful and she felt so lucky to call him hers. 

"Normally, I'm the one caught in a trance. Like what you see?" he raised a brow in a teasing manner, making her look back up at his doe eyes.

She giggled. "Caught red-handed,"

Reaching out for him, she pulled him to hover over her as she crashed her lips against his.

"Are you okay to continue or do you need a break?" he murmured against her lips.

"I can continue," she replied, helping him take his jeans off.

As he tossed the jeans off the bed, Jennie noticed the bulge in his underwear and reached out, wanting to pleasure him but he gently stopped her. 

"I want to focus on you, tonight," he said softly. "Another time, okay? Let me take care of you. I've been dreaming about this moment for a long time...tell me what you want and I'll give it to you. I'll give you anything and everything, Jennie..."

Her heart pounded at his words as she cupped his left cheek, thumb caressing the little scar on his cheek. 

"Jungkook, please...I need you," she begged, making his dick throb while he sweetly kissed her body again. 

It took every ounce of strength from him to not let her wish be granted just yet. He still wanted to make sure she was well prepared for him.

"I know...I know...just a little longer," he murmured against her skin. "I love you like this...I love your beautiful skin...your lips...your shoulders...your arms...your hands..." 

As he called out each body part, he moved to kiss them as he continued to take his time with the foreplay which began to drive her crazy with her need for him increasing tenfold. He kissed every inch of her body once again and made mental notes of all her sweet spots. Even though he also had lube to assist, he meant what he said when he wanted to take his time and make her feel beautiful as he whispered sweet nothings to her.

When he finally felt like she was ready, he slipped out of his boxers and she finally got a look at all of him as she laid on her back. From his broad shoulders, strong arms, and thick thighs, to his hard length slick from anticipation, she loved everything about him as she bit her bottom lip softly, enjoying the view. He was so captivatingly handsome and no longer the little boy she met at Big Hit when they were younger. He was a man whom she fell in love with and is proud to call hers. A man who has made her feel desired and gorgeous all night. A man who she's giving herself to.

A man she loves deeply.

Watching him put a condom on along with putting a generous amount of lube, her stomach flipped with anticipation. Lining himself up at her entrance, he met her gaze and they both smiled.

"You ready?" he breathed.

"Yes. I love you," 

"I love you, too," he immediately replied.

He hovered over her and gave her a deep, passionate kiss as he pushed his tip in slowly and entered her. As she felt him push all the way in, she moaned into his mouth and held onto him tightly. The stretch felt good and it didn't hurt as much as she anticipated. Honestly, the way he prepared her was a great thing as she felt more pleasure all around.

"Fuck...you feel amazing," he groaned.

He felt like he was in heaven at how good she felt around him while his head was on the crook of her neck. He kept himself still for a moment to allow them both to adjust to this new feeling as he breathed heavily with her. It felt like a big stretch and she felt full. But damn did he feel good and he didn't even move yet.

"Are you ok?" he whispered.

"Hm hm," she breathed.

"Let me know when to move. I'll try not to cum too quick...you feel so good," he sounded a bit strained as he tried to control himself. 

They remained still for a while and Jungkook lifted his head to take a good look at her with love in his eyes. This was another sight he'd never get tired of and wanted to experience over and over again with her under him like this. 

She reached out and cupped his cheek. "You can move,"

"Okay. I'll go slow,"

Their bodies pressed together heatedly with Jungkook slowly thrusting into her with ease as he grunted along with her gasps and whimpers. It felt so good. Better than she ever imagined. 

So this was how it felt to be intimate with someone you love. She felt euphoric.

He kept the pace slow, careful not to hurt her, and found a sensual rhythm after a few thrusts. Picking up his head, he watched her with adoration while maintaining eye contact with her.

"I love you so much...you feel so good. Better than I ever imagined..." he moaned.

He noticed she was trying not to be loud and was keeping a lot of sounds to herself. But he wanted to encourage her to break out of that and it was all for his ears only. He kissed her sloppily and pressed his body against hers again with his head on the crook of her neck.

Grunting in her ear, he spoke, "It's okay, Jennie. Let it out. It's just us. I want to hear you,"

He began to pick up the pace a little, causing her to cry out and lightly scratch his back. She held onto him tight as her panting and moans increased in volume. When he heard her beginning to moan out his name, he smiled to himself.

"That's it...good girl," he praised with a huff. 

She involuntarily clenched around him, causing him to moan. That nickname was going to be dangerous in the future she could already tell from the way she reacted positively every time he called her that. Because of her sudden reaction to it, his confidence continued to boost.

Grabbing her hands, he pinned them to the bed on each side of her head and intertwined his fingers with hers as he continued to thrust into her.

Feeling her release, Jennie cried out his name with her body stuttering. As she rode out her high, Jungkook soon followed as he groaned out her name. His body shook violently as he filled up the condom and collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.

He rolled off of her, removed the condom, and placed it in the wastebasket next to the bed. Immediately he pulled her into his arms and held her as they came down from their high.

"Wow..." he sighed deeply with a big smile.

She giggled and looked up at him.

"Wow..." she replied breathlessly.

Wow...they just took the next step in their relationship and it was something they were always going to remember. Jennie had a dull ache between her thighs but she felt amazing. She felt treasured and she felt important. He took his time with her and made her feel beautiful. They both were sweaty from their physical activities and tangled in the sheets as they smooched again, soaking in the euphoria. 

"Are you all right?" Jungkook asked in a gentle voice with a smile as she looked at him.

He admired the afterglow on her face as he thought she was the most beautiful person he ever laid eyes on.

She cupped the side of his face and beamed. "I feel amazing. Thank you."

"I'm glad you do. Did I do ok?" he hoped as she moved strands of hair sticking on his forehead.

"Of course. It was everything I wanted and more,"

"Good. I'm glad. Does anything hurt?"

"Not really. You prepared me, well. And the lube was a bonus, too. A few friends of mine told me how it hurt them for their first time so I was trying to mentally prepare for the pain but...with you, I was in bliss,"

He smiled at that as his heart pounded. "I was in bliss with you, too,"

Jennie truly was in a state of utter bliss, right now. She felt so good and relaxed. Jungkook had been so loving and attentive for their first time.

"Honestly, I love it when you praise me, in bed. And I really love the things you do to me...how you make me feel. Physically and emotionally,"

She could sense his confidence boosting even more from her compliment as a big grin came across his face. 

"That makes me very happy. So, I can keep calling you my good girl in bed?"

She giggled. "Yes. It makes me feel good and makes me feel like I'm doing a good job,"

"You're always doing a good job. You have nothing to worry about when it comes to us. I like it when you're vocal and the way you hold onto me. Don't be timid about it, okay?"

"Okay, I'll do my best,"

"We need to work on you not running from me when I'm trying to give you head," he teased.

"I...listen...it's..." she couldn't find the right words as he laughed, making her chuckle. "You do it so right, I can get overwhelmed with the pleasure. I didn't think I was going to be able to handle it,"

"You handled yourself, well. And you'll continue to. Also, I think you scratched my back a little,"

"Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I hope it's not too bad,"

"I liked the feeling, it's okay. It did have me thinking about the future. If I'm able to get this reaction out of you now then...what about the other things I want to try with you because there are a lot of things I want to try...a lot,"

She felt her stomach flip at the way his gaze intensified when he said that. "Me too. I kind of...want to see how it is in front of a mirror, one day,"

"Thinking ahead, too, huh?" he smirked softly at the thought. "I'm curious, as well,"

She decided to lay on her back, looking at the ceiling while he chose to lay on his side and propped his head in his hand as he watched her.

"Wow...I remember when I first saw you..." she said with a smile as he listened attentively. "I walked past you a few times when I was still training. You didn't notice me but I'd see you from time to time at Big Hit. You were so focused on your training. And it was always a treat to catch a glimpse of your smile. I always loved seeing you smile. I was closer with Tae at the time since he was the only BTS member I knew but he'd talk about you and the rest of the members and I was just praying...just hoping that I'd get chosen as Miss Bangtan when I auditioned,"

"And here we are," he spoke up.

Turning her head to him, she chuckled. "And here we are. Over the years...being your best friend and learning and growing up with you have been some of the best moments of my life. And being here in this moment with you...being your girlfriend...is when I'm the happiest,"

Jungkook's eyes softened as he listened to her. "And I'm the happiest with you. Always. You taught me a lot of things and you're still teaching me. You taught me how to love. And how to express myself,"

She smiled at that. "I'm glad. Thank you. I'm happy you made me wait. This was perfect. Wow..."

Jungkook watched her with heart eyes as she rambled. He couldn't help himself and blurted his thoughts out loud, "You're so beautiful,"

Hearing him say that caused her to stop talking, feeling flushed at the sudden compliment. She giggled as he looked at her lovingly. Hiding her face in his chest made him chuckle as his heart leaped.

"I'm serious, Jennie. I'm happy. I'm happy to be here with you in this moment,"

Looking up at him, she responded, "Keep it up and you're gonna make me fall in love with you harder,"

He grinned and leaned down to kiss her, wrapping an arm around her. Jennie was already down bad. She couldn't get enough of him and didn't want this to end. She wanted to stay here forever if she could.

As they cuddled and rested in bed in a comfortable silence, Jennie spoke, "What are you thinking about, Jungkook?"

"What you said earlier. I remember my first thoughts when I first laid eyes on you at Big Hit," he brought up as his fingers began to trace over her curves. "I caught a few glimpses of you during the trainee days. Before we officially met when you were declared Miss Bangtan. I always thought you were so pretty. Me and my shyness prevented me from trying to approach you to say hi but whenever I saw you train, I'd stop for a moment to watch you work. You worked so hard and there was a unique fire in you that made you stand out from the other girls. And I had hoped you'd be the one to become Miss Bangtan,"

"And here we are,"

He chuckled at her response since he had said that earlier. "Here we are. I was so happy. And then I got to know you and asked you to be my Golden Best Friend. We confirmed it with friendship rings and did everything together. And I couldn't help but start to fall in love with you and that scared me because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. But as we got older and I finally had that confidence to tell you how I felt...it became one of the best decisions I have ever made in my life. I'm really happy that you're mine,"

"Jungkook..." she cupped his face and smiled. "I'm really happy that you're mine, too. We'll be together for a year in a few months. Time flew, huh?"

"Yeah, it did. Wow...a year already?"

"Seems like just yesterday I told you I loved you, too in your room. And since then, every day has been an adventure,"

"A fun one at that. I just want to be the best boyfriend, ever. Your first and last,"

"You will be my first, last, and always," she said as he played with her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"Are you ready for our reveal?" he asked, since later this year they'll be revealing their relationship to the public.

"Yeah. I am. I'm going to miss this. Miss the privacy and everyone not knowing anything but I know Dispatch knows we're dating. But at least we can beat them to it and say our truth. I'm mentally prepared for it. I know you'll be by my side through it all. I have nothing to worry about when I'm with you,"

"I'm happy you know that. We'll be fine. Just like what I told you when I confessed. I meant every word. No one is going to take you away from me so easily. I'll stand next to you through it all,"

Time passed as they continued to be in each other's arms to talk. Angelina was right, pillow talk was definitely the best.

While Jungkook listened to her talk, he thought about how connected he felt with her after everything. He was never going to let her go. Not after all this. Jennie noticed his expression change which caused her to stop talking. The way he stared deeply into her eyes with deep longing made her stomach flip.

"A-are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah...I just can't get enough of you," he leaned down to start kissing her lips again, slowly turning them over as he hovered over her.

She gasped and held onto him when she felt him grind into her.

"A-again?" she asked keenly, melting into his touch as his hands roamed over her body.

"Again. I'm not done," he responded as she giggled. 

Jennie was happy that they were on the same page with this. She wanted to ask to go again and wondered how to bring it up. His dick felt nice and introduced her to a whole world of pleasure and she couldn't wait to try different positions. Also, who knows when they will have alone time like this, again? Especially for the whole day. So they should take advantage of this moment.

Jungkook wasn't expecting himself to be hard again so suddenly but this was Jennie who he had in his arms. Who he kissed over and over again and made love to. Who he had longed for since he could remember. He wanted to do everything with her and his desires began to take over.

"Are you still flexible?" he suddenly asked.

Flexible? Just what did he have in mind? The question weighed in her mind as she thought of how she should answer.

Feeling playful, she replied in a teasing manner, as her hand went down to his hard length, "Hm...why don't you find out?" 

Groaning from her touch, Jungkook's ears perked up when she asked that enticing question.

Was that...a challenge?

"Challenge accepted," he said huskily in her ear, making her shiver.

It didn't take long for them both to be ready for the next round as he went to grab another condom to put on. On his knees, he heard her let out a surprised yelp when he quickly grabbed her ankles and swiftly pulled her to him as his pupils dilated.

"I always wanted to do this to you," he grabbed her legs and placed them over his shoulders.

He kissed her right ankle softly and looked down at her while placing a warm and firm grip on her hips. She felt even more vulnerable and excited to be in this new position as she tried to prepare for what was about to happen.

"Just tell me if it's too much or if this hurts, okay? I'll go slow, first," he reassured.

Once she confirmed that she would do as she was told, Jennie cried out when he pushed in and began to move at a slow pace to get her used to the new position. Now this position felt even deeper and had her louder as she gripped the sheets and let out a series of curses from how good it felt. Pants left Jungkook's lips as he kept his eyes locked on her while Jennie's eyes were closed, overwhelmed with pleasure.

"Look at me," he demanded.

Managing to open them to meet his ardent gaze, short, ragged gasps left her.

"W-wait—Oh my God!" she cried when he began to pick up the pace, leaning forward, bringing her knees to her chest as he placed his palms on the mattress, on either side of her head.

She tried to grab onto anything she could. The sheets, his torso, his hair, anything as she kept her eyes on him, watching his face contort in pleasure. His eyes were as dangerous as that sultry stare he kept on her and he was using all of it to his advantage to make her tremble underneath him. When she told him to find out if she was still flexible, she wasn't expecting him to bend her this early on as his hips snapped faster.

Her release hit her in waves as she screamed with her body shaking. With one last powerful thrust, his body twitched and he released into the condom. Both were shaking and breathing heavily as they stayed in the position with him looking down, enthralled by her.

"Shit...Where did you learn that!?" she exclaimed, catching her breath, feeling the after effects of her high.

He chuckled and leaned down to lock lips with hers as his tongue brushed against hers. Pulling away, he smiled. "Ah...I hope you won't get mad but I've been asking Namjoon Hyung for some advice,"

"Me? Mad? After what you just did to me, are you crazy? I need to thank him,"

He laughed as she giggled.

Jungkook felt like Namjoon was the best to have serious discussions on topics regarding taking that next step in the relationship. He loved all his hyungs and trusted them. And with Namjoon, he felt like he could confide in him the best about being an attentive boyfriend in the bedroom. And overall, the best to go to for any advice. He was a great leader and a great friend.

"I am not complaining whatsoever...oh my God..." she sighed deeply. "That was amazing,"

As they continued to catch their breath, Jungkook hadn't pulled out yet.

"Just let me...let me stay inside you just a little longer. You feel too good," he told her as she enjoyed the sensation.

He relished the feeling of being inside her. The warmth of her around him. He was happy to be vulnerable with her and be able to express himself like this. After a while, he slowly pulled out of her to remove the condom and throw it in the trash.

"Stay right there, I'll be back," he said and got out of bed.

Turning on her side to watch him, she spoke, "Nice butt,"

He chuckled and raised an eyebrow suggestively at her before leaving the room. Moments later, he came back with two bottles of water and a wet washcloth. Handing her a bottle while setting the other on the nightstand, he got back in bed.

"Thank you," she smiled and opened it to gulp some water. 

The cool drink quenched her dry throat and she was grateful. Especially due to the amount of yelling and screaming she had been doing because of him.

"Let me clean you up a bit," he said and used the washcloth to gently wipe her down. 

They both were sweaty and spent from their activities as sleep was heavy on their minds. After he wiped her down nicely, he turned off all the electric candles in the room and got under the covers with her. Pulling her into his arms, she laid on his chest with her chest flushed against his as he put the covers over them. 

"You all right?" he asked, sleepily.

"Hm-hm...I love you..." she murmured sleepily as she snuggled into his chest.

"I love you, too," he kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes.

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In the morning, the bedroom was brightened with the sun peeking out. Still under the sheets and lying on her own side of the comfortable bed instead of on top of Jungkook, Jennie began to stir in her slumber.

Opening her eyes, she stretched and laid on her back. Her body felt a little sore from last night's physical activities and her face flushed, remembering what had happened. A smile tugged on her mouth as she thought about how good Jungkook made her feel. Was this what it was like to be with someone you truly love? She felt like she was on a high. Warm and fuzzy feelings filled her heart as she was elated.

Turning around, she was greeted by the beautiful view of a naked Jungkook still sleeping. His hair was messy and the bed sheet was covering his lower body, showing off his toned chest and abs. His face exuded calmness as she watched him with a smile and looked at him with a deeper love. After last night, their love for each other amplified and they were even more affirmed in their feelings.

She kissed his nose and turned her back to him to grab her phone off the nightstand. She focused on answering birthday messages from yesterday and thanked friends, family, and fans for all the love. 

Feeling the bed move, she set her phone down on the mattress and felt Jungkook wrap an arm around her, pulling her to his firm chest.

"Mm...good morning," he greeted in her ear, making her shiver.

Oh...his morning voice was a whole new level of sexy. His voice was rough and deeper and she even heard a bit of his Busan Satoori accent. 

Before she could speak, he gently moved her onto her stomach and began to place soft, sensual kisses on her shoulder and down her back, making her breath hitch. His lips traveled down her spine as she trembled and he found himself going lower.

"Ah! Stop!" she laughed and squirmed when he went to gently bite her left ass cheek, feeling playful this morning.

She felt him chuckle against her body as he kissed back up her spine with his length hardened. Pulling her back against his chest, as they began to lay on their sides, she looked back and crashed her lips against his deeply.

The both of them were all over each other, unable to get enough as they kissed and touched each other like they did the night before. Both ready for round 3, Jungkook slipped on another condom as they laid on their sides, spooning. Sliding in smoothly, she gasped as he held her close, with her leg over his, thrusting in and out at a luscious pace while she pushed back with each thrust. 

They can get used to this. Being able to love each other this much without any interruptions. Their moans and heavy breathing filled the room as they made love once again. After they came down from their sweet release, with Jungkook pulling out and throwing the condom away, Jennie snuggled into his arms.

"Good morning. Can't keep your hands off me, huh?" she giggled after kissing him tenderly.

"Not after last night. And I just wanted to make sure I wasn't dreaming that last night happened. I'm happy this is real. How are you feeling?"

"Me too. I feel good. Just a little sore but I'm fine,"

"Did I do too much?"

"No, you're fine, Kook. You made me feel special," she answered while he kissed her temple.

They stayed in bed for another hour, enjoying each other's company, and proceeded to get ready for the day. Jennie put her hair in a high bun and planned her outfit for the day, setting it out on the dresser of the bedroom. Putting on her shower playlist to play on a small speaker in the bathroom, the two began to shower together. This was a whole new level of intimacy as they smiled at each other and reminisced on last night.

They showered but before they could turn off the water, the two found themselves all over each other once again. This time it was Jennie who had initiated it, pulling him to her wet body as the warm water rushed down Jungkook's back. Her heavy breathing and moans mixed with the running water as she writhed under his touch.

"You want to do this in the shower?" he grunted against her ear as her hands released his length.

"Wait...condoms. We don't have any," 

"We do. I put one condom and a specific type of lube that'll work in the shower for it. Right here," he pointed to one of the shelves of the shower.

As he said, there was a packaged condom and lube to assist with the shower. She was surprised. He really thought of everything.

"Wow, you really had this all planned out for me, huh?" 

"Just in case," he grinned sheepishly. "There are a lot of places I imagined us in...this is one of them. So, we could try it here. See if we like it, if you're up for it. I don't want to overdo it or anything if you're tired,"

"Overdo it? Nah, come here. I'm never going to get enough of you. I can handle another round," she pulled him back, backing up against the cold tile which made her shiver slightly.

He smirked. "Your wish is my command. I'm never going to get enough of you, either,"

As they kissed repeatedly, the shower water ran down his back while they were all over each other. They didn't know how much time had passed as they explored their bodies in this new environment for lovemaking but all that was on their minds was each other. After grabbing the condom to put it on himself, he used a generous amount of lube.

"Hold onto me," he instructed after lifting her to hold her securely in his arms while she was pressed against the shower wall.

He slid right in, slow and sensual as they both gasped at the feeling. The two became lost in each other once again as Jungkook began to move at an agonizingly slow pace, to try to tease her. It began to work as she whined and held onto him tighter.

"Faster..." she murmured in his ear while his face was buried in the crook of her neck.

He heard her and chuckled as she felt the vibration against her wet body. He knew what she wanted but wanted to hear her say it louder.

"Speak up, Jennie. What do you want?"

Oh, this little shit...How could he have the strength to tease her like this? This wasn't fair.

Unable to handle the slow pace, she finally relented as she let out another curse and spoke up as requested as she begged, "Please...go faster!"

Giving her what she wanted, he immediately picked up the pace, making her cry out and hold onto him tighter. Moving his head he smooched her sloppily as she moaned and whimpered against his mouth. There was no way she was going to be able to survive this with the way he snapped his hips against hers. God...her head was spinning with the way he had her yelling out for him. She knew for a fact her legs were going to feel like jelly after this with the way he was making her feel. He felt so good and felt better every time they were intimate. 

She moaned his name loudly and clenched around him as she had her release. His hips snapped into her faster with his movements getting sloppier, groaning out her name as he followed her, both riding out their high together.

Still catching their breaths, they looked at each other with satisfied smiles and kissed again as he remained inside her, enjoying the feeling. After their shower, Jennie's legs felt weak and she almost fell until he caught her.

"Easy," he soothed. "You all right?"

"I am but my legs feel like jelly," she admitted.

"Yeah...I overdid it," he chuckled.

"And it was so worth it," she responded tiredly with a chuckle.

Turning off the shower, and grabbing a towel, he wrapped it around her body and carried her bridal style out of the shower. Gently laying her on her bed, he went back to the bathroom to dry off and wrap a towel around himself, walking back in the bedroom.

"I'll take care of you. Relax. I'm going to lotion you up and help put on your outfit. Then you'll rest up, all right?"

"Mm-hm," she responded tiredly again.

Her body was spent.

To pamper her like this even though her birthday was over was sweet. He lotioned her body and even massaged her while he did it to help with the soreness. Especially for her legs. He then helped her put on her sports bra, sweatpants, and a hoodie. After she was squared away, she immediately fell asleep as he chuckled at the cute sight. Readjusting her on the bed, he gently placed a pillow under her and placed the covers over her.

Kissing her cheek, he watched her sleep, feeling satisfied. He made love to her how many times, now? Made her say his name with ecstasy in her voice, how many times? She was his and he was hers. They were 100% locked in.

After she was taken care of, he grabbed his bag to put on his new outfit for the day, consisting of a similar outfit of a hoodie and sweatpants. He then gathered their scattered clothes from last night and straightened up the bedroom.

Gently closing the bedroom door, he let her sleep. While he waited for her to wake up, he brought his Wii U and played it in the living room. After an hour passed his phone buzzed on the coffee table and he saw Namjoon calling.

"Morning, hyung," Jungkook greeted happily.

"Good morning. Are you two getting ready for breakfast?" he asked.

Breakfast?? Jungkook had forgotten that the group planned to go out to eat for breakfast. But he planned to make Jennie breakfast.

Jungkook rubbed the back of his neck as he got up to check on Jennie still sleeping and went back to the couch. "You mind if we both do a rain check? We'll be ready for dinner, later. She's still sleeping and I plan to make her breakfast in her room,"

Namjoon laughed at his response, having an understanding of what was up while Jungkook began to blush.

"Ah...Hyung, can you keep this between us?"

"Of course. I'm happy you two are happy and affirming your love for each other,"

"Thank you,"

"Is that Jungkook? Are they getting ready?" Jin asked in the background.

"It's him. They're going to eat breakfast together. They won't be joining us," Namjoon informed.

"What!? I wanted to see Jennie and spend more time with her after he hogged her all day,"

"We ate breakfast with her yesterday,"

"And I'd like to spend more time with my daughter, thank you,"

"Our daughter,"

Jungkook laughed at their banter and ignored Jin's complaining as he hung up the phone. He proceeded to make Jennie a Japanese breakfast. He planned out making her breakfast a few days before her birthday and went grocery shopping in advance. Once he finished making everything for them both, he set the dishes up on the coffee table while the TV was showing the news and how the weather was going to be today. 

Heading into her room to see her awake and scrolling her phone, he smiled. 

"Hey," he greeted softly.

Her face lit up when she turned to see him. "Hi...something smells good," 

She sat up and stretched, feeling refreshed as the soreness had felt more dull now and her legs didn't feel as weak as before. 

"Call it brunch. It's waiting for us," he proudly announced. 

"Brunch with you? How cute. What time is it?"

"It's past 1 now,"

"There is no way," she looked at the clock on her phone.

She was so fixated on continuing to reply to birthday messages and seeing the nice tweets from ARMY that she failed to acknowledge the time. It was truly past 1 pm.

"Jungkook!? Why didn't you wake me earlier? We were going to hang with Jimin and Tae, I just remembered,"

"Trust me, you needed the rest after what I did to you these past 24 hours," he reminded, causing her face to flush. "And it's a good thing we don't have a schedule today and you get to rest. So, it all worked out," 

"Okay, you got me there," she chuckled with him.

Reaching out to gently grab her, he easily lifted her in his arms to carry her to the living room and sat her down on the couch where their food was waiting for them.

"I already let them know we'll hang out with them, later. They're still here at the hotel. We'll meet them when ready," 

"Okay, cool. Wow, this looks delicious. Spoiling me, still?"

"Always. Let's eat,"

She took a bite of her steamed rice and praised him for his cooking as he felt great about himself. He loved hearing her praise him and thank him for the little things. Jennie was always vocal about the things he did for her and he appreciated that. 

As they ate, Jennie found a channel that showed a familiar anime that she remembered Taehyung mentioning. The two chatted about what they planned to do for the rest of the day and as they ate with Jungkook focused on the TV, she observed him in contentment.

So valued...so secure...she wanted this relationship to last forever. She truly believed she found the one. A walking green flag, he is. Someone so open and patient in loving her. Someone who truly sees her and is not afraid to love her, even in public. 

"What?" he grinned, sensing her looking at his face as he got lost in her eyes. 

"I love you, Jungkook," she said with a smile.

His bunny smile got wider as he leaned over to kiss her deeply. "I love you, too,"

After eating breakfast together, Jennie continued to open up her gifts and made sure to send texts and tweets to shout out everyone who had gifted her something. The two lovers continued to get ready for the day and made sure to cover up any marks from their physical activities since last night with concealer. 

Making sure she had everything, she left her room with Jungkook and placed a white cap on her head. "Okay! Let's meet up with Jimin and Taehyung,"

"Onward!" Jungkook smacked her butt and walked beside her as she giggled.

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The couple met up with the other half of the Maknae line so they could do some sightseeing for the day. Meeting them outside, the four of them began walking. Jimin and Taehyung began to notice Jennie and Jungkook acting closer than before and peeped at how Jungkook seemed to act clingier in a way. And there was a sudden glow about Jennie that could not be ignored as she smiled happily. Curiosity popped up between the two as they wondered what happened.

"Ennie! So, how was your birthday? It's been all day and now we see you? Are you all right?" Taehyung asked with a grin.

"Yeah! It was so much fun! We went to Universal and we got to see Harry Potter World! Butterbeer is SO good! And yeah, I'm fine. I was catching up on sleep. I was up all night," 

A low chuckle escaped Jungkook's lips as he thought about the context of her statement and smirked to himself. All the memories of her under him came back as he thought about how crazy they were about each other. Catching the reaction, Jennie locked eyes with her lover and felt her face warm up as she chuckled softly. 

Jimin and Taehyung glanced at each other as they watched closely at the couple's body language and reactions to her statement.

"Jeon Jungkook...Jennifer Walker." Jimin called them out.

"Yeah? What is it?" she asked, reluctantly turning away from Jungkook to look at him.

"What, hyung?" Jungkook asked as his lingering gaze on her stayed. After a moment, he finally turned to Jimin to see what he wanted.

Jimin narrowed his eyes, observing them suspiciously while the couple raised an eyebrow.

"Mm-hm." Jimin nodded to himself and glanced at Taehyung.

"Mm-hm?" Taehyung glanced back and Jimin nodded in response. 

"Mm-hm..." they both said and gave each other knowing looks, chuckling to themselves.

"So, Jennie, was Jungkook golden in lovemaking, too?" Jimin teased with a grin.

Jungkook let out a cough, looking shooked while Jennie widened her eyes and turned away.

"He was! Oh my God! You two finally did it!? It took you both long enough! And why didn't you tell us this, earlier!? Our ship has sailed to NEW heights!" Taehyung cheered.

"Why would we do that!?" Jungkook exclaimed.

Jennie groaned. "This isn't something the whole world should know."

"But we're the Maknae Line! We tell each other everything!" Jimin whined.

"Oh my God..." Jennie sighed.

"Oh my gosh, do your sisters know that their baby sister is-"

"NO!" she cut Jimin off.

"Does Jin know!? His reaction will be priceless!" Taehyung laughed.

"NO! And we'd like to keep it that way!" Jungkook exclaimed.

"So, this is why she was walking a little funny," Jimin laughed loudly while Taehyung giggled.

Jennie pushed her cap down to hide her embarrassment as she looked down. Her face was on fire from their constant teasing while Jungkook went to hit them both.

"Hyung!" Jungkook shouted, face getting pink.

"What? We think it's adorable! If you need any alone time, we can help!"

"Yeah! It's nice to see our Golden Couple so close as of late," Taehyung added with a boxy smile.

"So, Jennie, was Jungkookie manly?" Jimin teased, raising his eyebrows.

"Chill!" Jennie whined, covering her face.

"Let's go!" Jungkook grabbed her hand and walked away while the 95 Liners continued to laugh out loud and ran after them.

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Later in the evening, all of Bangtan went out to eat in a private area for dinner to catch up. Jennie sat in between Jungkook and Hobi as they all ate their food happily. Jen settled for ramen and devoured the noodles with delight.

"Well, it's finally good to see you, Jennie. Where have you been all day? We tried to get a hold of you for breakfast but Jungkook said you were still sleeping," Jin brought up. 

"We ate breakfast together," she answered with a smile.

"He hogged you all day yesterday and even all morning. It's good to see you, now," Yoongi added.

"Haha, it's good to see you guys, too! I just had a long night and slept in. But my birthday was fun!" she replied, smiling brightly.

"What did you do? I saw your tweets at Universal! I want to go next time,"

"We all gotta make a trip there, it was a blast! The rides were lit," she enthused as she recapped her time with Jungkook at Universal.

"Butterbeer, huh? I'm curious," Hobi added.

Dinner was filled with good vibes and silliness like always as everyone laughed at whatever jokes were said or silly acts were performed. Amused at Hobi and Taehyung's silliness, Jennie and Jungkook began clapping their hands while laughing, throwing their heads back.

Jimin and Taehyung glanced at each other and grinned. Now they were doing the same mannerisms as each other? This was too cute.

"You two laugh the same!" Taehyung giggled.

"Yeah! And you moved the same!" Jin pointed out.

"Lately it's like you two are starting to act the same, sometimes," Hobi added.

"We are?" the couple asked in unison which caused the guys to chuckle at their point being made.

"Usually Jungkook claps and laughs. Jen, it seems like you picked up on his habit. It's cute," Yoongi observed.

"Really? I didn't even notice," she giggled, glancing at Jungkook with a smile.

After eating, Jennie decided to do some last minute grocery shopping because she wanted to try to make a Japanese cake after coming across so many bakeries in Japan. She wanted to learn more about baking different types of sweets and decided to try to make herself a Japanese Strawberry Shortcake. She had tried one before and loved it and wanted to create her own version.

Wanting to keep her company, the Hyung Line decided to join her while the Maknae Line went to hang out somewhere else. Finding a grocery store that didn't have that many people, they began to shop while wearing their masks.

"What do you plan to make?" Jin asked while Hobi pushed Jen's shopping cart for her.

"Oh, so you know the Japanese strawberry shortcake? I've been researching how people make it and their techniques. I want to try to create my own," she answered happily.

"You sharing?" Namjoon immediately asked.

"I want a slice," Yoongi spoke up.

"Me too~!" Hobi cheered.

"If there is anyone who deserves a slice, it's me! You are sharing, right, Jennie?" Jin asked, hopeful. 

She giggled at their enthusiasm. "Yes, I'm sharing. I'll let you guys know when I finish making it,"

The boys cheered at that, yelling happily as she laughed.

"Do you have the list of ingredients?" Yoongi asked.

"Mm hm. I have it on my phone," she answered while checking out the fruit section.

While they shopped, Yoongi began to research the Japanese Strawberry Shortcake on his phone and wandered off to grab recommended ingredients. Finding his group after a few minutes, he placed the ingredients in the cart.

"What's this?" she asked him.

"I read that these specific brands are the best for making the cake. Try it out, see if it'll enhance it," 

"Aw, thanks, Yoongi! I'll try it out,"

Yoongi smiled under his mask, happy that she accepted his suggestion. 

As they were finishing up their shopping with the boys carrying the bags for her, they began walking back to their hotel. But then, Jen's phone crashed onto the ground, being protected by her phone case after it slipped out her hands.

"Ahhhhhh~! Her phone dropped!" Hobi yelled while the guys began freaking out with him which startled her.

"Miss Bangtan dropped her phone! Holy shit!" Yoongi dramatically yelled.

"She dropped her phone! Her phone is down!" Jin cried.

"Her phone is on the ground!" Namjoon shouted as he and the rest of the boys gathered around the phone, looking down at it.

Jennie watched in amusement as they pretended to be a referee for a boxing match and began counting like it was a knockout.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"4!"

"You guys are so dramatic! What the hell?" she laughed as she bent down to pick up the phone while they laughed with her. 

Once making it back to the hotel, she stayed in her room alone to work on her cake while Jungkook was still out. Looking back at the recipe and videos to make sure she followed the directions, she felt confident in having the cake turn out well. She worked hard as she followed every tip and direction, making the cake with love and putting her spin on it.

After a while, she heard a series of knocks on her door and Jen washed her hands and opened it to let Jungkook in.

"Hey! Welcome back," she gave him a sweet kiss after shutting the door.

"Hey, I missed you. How was shopping?"

"It was fun. I just finished the cake. You want to be my taste tester?"

"Hell yeah! How did it go baking it?" he asked as they walked over to the kitchen to see the delicious shortcake. 

It looked mouthwatering. The soft, fluffy sponge cake sat on a platter, decorated nicely with strawberries and whipped cream.

"I think it went all right. I didn't have any trouble when making it. I had some good references. I want to start trying new recipes to expand my baking skills,"

"So, I get to be your taste tester before you give it to the guys?" he asked happily.

She giggled. "Yes. They're eager to try it but I wanted you to try it first. I like hearing your opinions. Your feedback means a lot to me as well as your suggestions with everything,"

Jungkook smiled at that and kissed her temple. "How lucky am I? I'm glad to hear that,"

"Moment of truth. Let me know what you think," she cut a slice and placed it on a paper plate along with a plastic fork for him.

His doe eyes looked at the slice with delight as he picked up the fork to take a big bite. His expectations for her baking were always reasonably high because he was confident in how talented she was with her baking. No matter what she does, it always turns out well.

The Golden Maknae's eyebrows furrowed immediately as he continued to eat it. The cake was moist and light as the strawberries tasted sweet. Jungkook felt like he just bit into a cloud and whatever she had done for the whipped cream enhanced the cake even more. Meanwhile, Jennie watched him chew as nervousness was at the pit of her stomach. She was her worst critic when it came to baking new recipes and hoped she did it justice. 

As she observed him he looked...angry? Did it taste nasty?

'Damn, this is good. How did I get so lucky to have a girlfriend who bakes this well?' he happily thought.

Jungkook immediately ate another forkful, chewing it vigorously as he enjoyed every bite. He kept chewing while Jennie assumed it was a negative reaction and he just wanted to keep eating to not hurt her feelings.

"U-um...Kook? You good?" she asked with some nervousness in her voice.

Swallowing the sweet bite, he looked up at her as if nothing was wrong. "Yeah, why?"

"Why? You tearing that shit up but you look mad," she giggled. "Is it good or bad? You're making me a little nervous,"

He laughed at her concerns and reassured her, "It's amazing! And this is your first time making this, too? You did a great job. The right amount of sweetness and the cream is the best part. I want another slice!"

Relief washed over her as she smiled widely and kissed his cheek. So, if something tastes really good, Jungkook looks angry when eating it. Jennie made a mental note to remember that. 

[merlinmicrofic]

Hello friends!

I apologize for the delay, and would like to invite you all to belatedly celebrate one year of Merlin Micro Fic with me! By now the AO3 Collection boast over 170 fills, with the ones only posted to Tumblr probably meaning we've cracked the 200-fills-mark. I'm so grateful and in awe of the enthusiasm for this on-going event, from those who show up every months, to those who step by every once in a while! <3

Unfortunately, life has really taken a busy turn for me these last couple of months. As already considered a while ago, it's really not feasible for me to keep making a Masterlist every month if I want to keep this event going, as it were.

I will continue tagging fills with the rounds, though, so in theory at least all fills for a round can always be found that way. And of course, the prompting structure will remain; it is now just a little easier to sneak in a late fill here and there.

On the note of late fills: the anniversary prompt round will be an amnesty one, for all 36 prompts of the last year! You can find the list below - feel free to combine, to submit second fills for prompts you'd already filled, or to fill ones you didn't get around to before!

This round will run for 6 weeks, until the end of February. For one, it gives everyone a little additional time, for the other, it'll finally fix the way rounds run from middle to middle of the months! :D

As always:

For info on how this works, please check this post.

Please remember - when posting to tumblr, please name ship/characters/gen relationship, the prompt(s) you're filling, the wordcount and, if needed, rating + warnings (so, for example: "Fill for @merlinmicrofic prompt 'Feast', Leon/Merlin, Explicit, Graphic Violence") at the top of your post!

Prompts can be interpreted loosely, although if you pick the dialogue prompt, the line should make an appearance!

Remember, your fic has to be 500 words or shorter! For an additional challenge, make it an exact drabble (100 words to the point!) When you post to tumblr, we'll check wordcounts with wordcount.com

Places/ways you can post: only to tumblr, to our AO3 collection, or to both. Whichever way you choose, do make sure to make a tumblr post of some kind and tag this blog directly, so that we can reblog it, and log it for the masterlist!

Reminder that prompts can be submitted through the ask box (see here for more info), and one of the monthly prompts will be picked from those by random choice!

If you have any more questions that aren't answered by the posts linked in our pinned post, please don't hesitate to reach out.

Most importantly, have fun! <3

And now, for the prompts:

Awake

"Your Turn"

Masquerade

Hunger/Hungry

"Then Go"

Throne

Vulnerable/Vulnerability

"Trust Me"

Tower

Tradition

"I'll be there."

Enough

Crowd

"It's You."

Rooftop

Pride

"Be Careful"

Underwater

Desperate Measures

"You Wouldn't"

Home

Sunlight

"Tell me."

Shipwreck

Nightfall

"I Promised"

Starting Over

Harvest

"Almost."

Library

Silhouette

"And the truth?"

Frozen

Feast

"Try Again."

New Year

[italeean]

The time of forgiveness... or not

A/N: Hellooo 💕 It feels like forever since I've last posted content on this blog, and I apologize for that... let's say that med school has been draining 😓 Anyway, I'll try to be more active starting from this year, although I'll make no promises because my first exam session is approaching, and I'll start with my gift for @tickles-and-cuddles for the @squealing-santa event! I wish you the happiest Christmas, my dear Star 💚🤍❤️ I can't not mention @hypahticklish and thank her for hosting this wonderful event! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! ✨️

WARNING: This is a tickle fic, if it's not to your taste, I don't suggest you read it

They said Christmas was the time of generosity, warmth, family, forgiveness... Well... Sasaki agreed with that, except for the forgiveness part. He was out for revenge, and he planned on showing no mercy.

Miyano, who had been spending the last couple of days at the redhead's place, thought it was a nice prank to splash him with water when he tried to kiss him in the morning, so he needed to return the favor... but how?

Hiding one of his manga volumes? Nah, too predictable, and Miyano would probably find it too soon. Pretending to be mad at him? Absolutely not, Miyano would get anxious and that wasn't Sasaki's plan. Splashing him back? Too easy... not the right idea

The older guy kept thinking and thinking, until the perfect idea came to his mind. He smirked, happy with his plan, and went to set everything up.

That evening, when Miyano came home, he called for his boyfriend but no one responded. He looked for him everywhere, and when he entered the living room, his eyes widened.

"Sasaki what the-?!"

His partner was on the couch with a cozy blanket and two mugs of hot chocolate on the table. "Welcome home, Miyano! Come here, I wanna cuddle with you~"

Miyano's face became so red that it was glowing, but he eventually obliged. The two students huddled on the couch, the taller one holding the other, and the dark-haired boy had to admit that it was pretty comfy thanks to the blanket and the sweet aroma of chocolate coming from the mugs.

At least until Sasaki started talking...

"So... I hope you enjoyed splashing me this morning..." Oh no, Miyano had completely forgotten about that! "Because I can't say I did~" The kouhai was on high alert now. He was sure that his boyfriend wasn't angry, but his tone was even more concerning. He was up to something, and Miyano understood what he was up to when he felt his fingers tightening around his sides.

Oh shoot... he had to act quickly! Without thinking twice about it, he turned around and dug his fingers into Sasaki's underarms, eliciting a gasp and some giggles. However, his advantage didn't last long. His lover grabbed his wrists, lifted him up and turned him around, making his back lean on his chest and keeping his hands pinned against his own chest.

"Tsk tsk... first you splash me and then you dare to tickle me? The audacity... someone must teach you manners~" "Wait Sasaki I didn't mean i- gaaahahahaha noooo!!" Before Miyano could even try to justify himself, five fingers dug into his poor tummy, squishing it and poking it without mercy.

The younger student squealed, laughed and kicked in the air, but his hands couldn't get free from his partner's grasp. "That's what you get! How do you like this? Does it tickle?" The redhead was surely enjoying himself, a little too much according to the kouhai, but it's not like he was gonna stop any time soon... not at all, actually. He chuckled at how his boyfriend shrieked when he wormed his hand under his shirt to tickle him even better (or worse... depends on the point of view)

"PFF- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU..! YOHOU'RE A MONSTEHEHEHER!!" The younger one scream-laughed when he felt the redhead's nails softly scraping on his skin. They felt excruciatingly soft, which made it all more tickly for him.

Sasaki, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. His lover was in his arms, laughing gleefully and secretly enjoying himself. Well... not so secretly, since he knew about it... let's say he thought he was being secretive, without thinking that Sasaki could read him like a book.

"A monster? Now I'm hurt!" The taller guy fake-gasped at Miyano's words, "Now I'll show you what a true monster would do~" In that instant, a sneaky finger dug into the kouhai's belly button and wiggled around, causing a loud stream of giggles, snorts, squeals and pleas to come from the smaller guy.

"PLEASE PLEASE STAHAHAHA-" Suddenly, his laughter went silent, and the taller guy took it as his cue to stop. The dark-haired boy panted and took greedy breaths, welcoming as much oxygen as he could in his lungs. "That was mean..." He whined, making the senpai chuckle.

"You're lucky I didn't go for your feet~" The redhead replied. That sentence alone caused a shiver to run down the shorter guy's spine. "You're lucky I'm feeling kind thanks to the Christmas spirit... I won't go for your feet this time. Take it as one of my Christmas gifts."

The two guys layed there for a second, enjoying each other's presence. "So... the chocolate should be still warm. How about you take a sip while I put on a cozy movie?" Sasaki asked, watching his lover's face light up at the proposition. He didn't need a verbal ansewer, his gleeful smile was more than enough for him.

The rest of the evening went on peacefully, with fluffy Christmas movies, hot chocolate, lots of laughter and warmth. After all, Christmas is the time of warmth and family.

[expanding-hyrule]

This is largely a repost of the original version I did on @amelias-zelda-calamity-quintet to add to the pinned post, but for the sake of having it here on this blog too as its own post:

The Expanding Hyrule Community Discord!

Much like the name Expanding Hyrule and Original Legends, all of this is very new. And open to feedback 110%. But, much like the fact that there is no name for this niche of the Zelda community, there's not a place either. So we need one so we can pick a name together!

A lot of the assets are temp reused stuff from my fic, MoaH, but the asset is also a guild symbol and what better way to start an adventure with adventurers than with a guild! Union metaphor, adventure tie in, it'll get changed, but until a name gets picked, the acronym would be "EH" which is not as enthusiastic as I'd like to be about this. So, what is the server now!

At the top, I want to mention that I am solo-modding this at the moment, so the scale of what the server can do will scale based on that and whenever I get a mod situation figured out. Which is why:

Server is 16+. For this particular brand of building community, I want to have a space open to new storytellers and established storytellers alike. I am however only one person and until I have more Discord savvy folks to help, I don't know that I have the energy to deal with very young folks.

To the meat of it: this server is, for the purposes of this post, what I'm currently calling "Original Legend" Zelda stories. These are stories that aren't based on any particular game, they would be their own games if they were ever adapted. If you tell stories in that niche or are interested in those kinds of stories, here's your place to help us pick a name for this community and support it!

If you write Original Legend fic, have an Original Legend comic, or generally make fanworks in this niche, you can get your own subcategory set up on the server for boosting and promoting your Hyrule. A community of book clubs is the idea. All you gotta do is head to the Expanding Hyrule section of the server, give me some details on how you want to set up your subsection of the server, and there you go, a place to collect resources for your work maybe a little easier than shifting through a blog or hoping the tags don't break. Here's a few of mine on the server already as examples:

(Some of these subcategories can get big, so minimized for space, here's mine for example)

Continuing on that point, the events section is open for request. If you upload on a schedule or one off but you know the day, I'll get an event set up so folks can get reminders of your releases. Additionally, if you do streams for your art or art for creators in this space, will also happily add those into the events.

For folks that like engaging with Zelda fanworks, yo! You get to help us build a new part of the community! This fandom has built niches before, like the Links Meet niche. Here's another one that we can set up together! And as creators in this space, we need your help because this genre has no central identity for us to organize behind. You get to help create that!

What are y'all waiting for? The pic is linked with the invite, here it is again (x), and it's on the pinned post for this blog.

(This post has external links, so reblogs help a ton!)

[amelias-calamity-quintet]

Ok, I think I have this pivot done, but nothing is permanent so let's start somewhere and build the rest together! So, reintroducing:

The Expanding Hyrule Community Discord!

Much like the name Expanding Hyrule and Original Legends, all of this is very new. And open to feedback 110%. But, much like the fact that there is no name for this niche of the Zelda community, there's not a place either. So we need one so we can pick a name together!

A lot of the assets are temp reused stuff from my fic, MoaH, but the asset is also a guild symbol and what better way to start an adventure with adventurers than with a guild! Union metaphor, adventure tie in, it'll get changed, but until a name gets picked, the acronym would be "EH" which is not as enthusiastic as I'd like to be about this. So, what is the server now!

At the top, I want to mention that I am solo-modding this at the moment, so the scale of what the server can do will scale based on that and whenever I get a mod situation figured out. Which is why:

Server is 16+. For this particular brand of building community, I want to have a space open to new storytellers and established storytellers alike. I am however only one person and until I have more Discord savvy folks to help, I don't know that I have the energy to deal with very young folks.

To the meat of it: this server is, for the purposes of this post, what I'm currently calling "Original Legend" Zelda stories. These are stories that aren't based on any particular game, they would be their own games if they were ever adapted. If you tell stories in that niche or are interested in those kinds of stories, here's your place to help us pick a name for this community and support it!

If you write Original Legend fic or have an Original Legend comic, you can get your own subcategory set up on the server for boosting and promoting your Hyrule. A community of book clubs is the idea. All you gotta do is head to the Expanding Hyrule section of the server, give me some details on how you want to set up your subsection of the server, and there you go, a place to collect resources for your work maybe a little easier than shifting through a blog or hoping the tags don't break. Here's a few of mine on the server already as examples:

Continuing on that point, the events section is open for request. If you upload on a schedule or one off but you know the day, I'll get an event set up so folks can get reminders of your releases. Additionally, if you do streams for your art or art for creators in this space, will also happily add those into the events.

For folks that like reading Zelda fic & comics, yo! You get to help us build a new part of the community! This fandom has built niches before, like the Links Meet niche. Here's another one that we can set up together! And as creators in this space, we need your help because this genre has no central identity for us to organize behind. You get to help create that!

What are y'all waiting for? The pic is linked with the invite, here it is again (x), and it's on the pinned post for this blog.

(This post has external links, so reblogs help a ton!)

[coffeeandmagicaltales]

Sharp March

Entry Day 2: LEGACY

Aesop Sharp in "the Auror and the Devil" universe of my fics has with his wife, Morana, 2 daughters: Sidónia (adopted) and Selena (biological). Here's a very short story about Selena, that lives in my head rent free.

"Who's next?..." asked one of the OWL examiners, Gilbert Wimple, scanning the list... The others were already quite exhausted from the day's events and the several failed attempts by students trying to brew potions. Some were yawning, others staring blankly out the windows, dreaming of going home.

"Ah... Miss Sharp..."

The remaining examiners shifted with interest at the sight of a rather tall girl for her age, with dark hair tightly pinned into a bun and nearly black eyes glaring sharply from beneath thick eyebrows. She stepped up to the prepared station with a cauldron and waited for her assignment.

Her knees were shaking, her lips trembled from stress. She was afraid they'd give her something she wouldn't be able to brew—or worse, that she'd make a mistake. The examiners smiled in her direction.

"Ah yes, the daughter of Professor Aesop Sharp himself... well, well, we've heard from our colleagues that you're a rising star in the world of potion-making," said Gilbert Wimple, rocking back in his chair, an ironic smirk twisting his lips.

Selena Sharp noticed it immediately and swallowed hard, feeling that she was in trouble.

"Dad, I hope you never got on his bad side..." she thought, feeling sweat start to form on her brow.

"Gentlemen, perhaps we should give the young lady something unconventional to create, something that goes beyond the standard curriculum... at least as a test. A little challenge—what do you say?"

The men nodded with interest, several pairs of eyes fixed on Selena. She took a deep breath and lifted her chin proudly, despite the fear twisting her thoughts into knots.

"Brew my invention- a hair growing potion!" Gilbert Wimple suddenly exclaimed. "I'll be fair and give you the recipe—but that's it, no clues, no tips. Let's see how you handle something completely new... You have one hour."

Selena clenched her jaw and furrowed her brows as a parchment with a long, convoluted text appeared at her station. She nervously rubbed her hands together before cautiously picking it up, scanning the ingredients...

Wolfsbane, angelica, a mermaid’s hair... Mix, strain, add elderberry...

Wait a minute—something wasn’t right.

She leaned over the table and began going over everything again. And again. A shiver of excitement coiled in her stomach.

"Are you certain this is the complete recipe?" she asked in a serious tone.

Wimple nodded, his smirk still firmly in place. The examiners exchanged glances, expecting the girl to give up and ask for something from the standard list of potions.

But Selena cleared her throat and summoned all her strength, something her mum has taught her, to declare:

"This potion doesn’t work."

The examiners' expressions darkened. Wimple paled.

Before anyone could say a word, the young woman flicked her wand, summoning a chalkboard. Swiftly, she began drawing formulas, explaining that the ingredients were incompatible and that no hair would grow from this mixture.

When she finished, leaving the room in complete silence, her thoughts moved ahead...

"But how about mixing... this..." she whispered, surrendering to the wave of inspiration.

She wiped the board clean and began writing again, exhilaration and excitement surging through her veins.

She was creating.

Potions were her paints, the cauldron her canvas, and she—the artist. The colors of the substances mixed in her mind, forming a harmony; she anticipated every step, knew the properties of every ingredient and their thousands of interactions.

She selected, recalled, arranged—her heart pounding in her chest.

Until everything came together into a complete whole.

The recipe on the board was ready. She quickly brewed the correct potion according to her new formula.

"This potion should work... It must be applied at least twice a week to maintain results, but over time, as the body adapts, usage can be reduced to once a month," she explained, trembling with excitement.

She grinned widely, revealing slightly crooked teeth, panting from effort, her eyes shining with joy as she demonstrated that a single drop spilled onto the table caused a tuft of golden curls to sprout.

It was only when she turned to face the examiners and saw their grave expressions—and the heavy silence—that her heart plummeted into her stomach.

Oh, she was in trouble. *

Selena had been crying for an hour, sitting on one of the stools lined up against the wall outside the closed exam room. Inside, her father—summoned after she had been thrown out—was speaking with the examiners.

"Why, why did you have to start improvising... Stupid," she muttered, smacking herself on the forehead.

At the sound of the door creaking open, she jumped as if burned.

"Shhh, it's just me..."

Aesop Sharp hobbled toward her, leaning on his cane, and sank down onto the stool beside her.

The girl flung herself into his arms, sobbing, apologizing over and over.

"Selena, it's okay, sweetheart, you don’t need to apologize," he assured her in his velvet voice, holding her close.

Wiping the tears from her freckled face, he gently cupped her cheeks, gazing deep into her chocolate-brown eyes—exactly like his own.

"You did nothing wrong. Nothing! And I must say, I quite enjoyed watching you put that pompous fool in his place... I am so proud of you!"

"You are?" she cried, fresh tears spilling down her cheeks. Aesop had to wipe them away again.

He handed her an envelope sealed with the Ministry’s insignia.

Selena looked at it with fear.

"W-What is this? A punishment?"

"And if it were? What do you think you could do about it, hmm?" he asked, his gaze warm.

Selena thought for a moment. "Well, I suppose I could pay it off and retake my exams next year... It wouldn’t be the end of the world."

Aesop nodded approvingly and urged her to open it.

With trembling fingers, Selena broke the seal, quickly scanned the letter—and burst into tears once more, throwing herself into her father’s embrace.

"Th-They gave me a sch-scholarship!" she wailed, overwhelmed and started crying again.

Aesop, smiling with pride, stroked her hair, pressing light kisses to her head.

"Shame I wasn’t there to see it—Wimple’s face must have been... hmm... satisfying," he murmured. "Catching your first fraud during an exam—now that’s impressive... Mum will be delighted to hear all this..."

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Author ask tag!

I got tagged by @laufire a uhhhh a while ago lol (check out her talking about her Underground Elysium story)

I'll be chatting about Chained, my big ol JayTim series. My pinned post is a big explanation of it, but I'll go ahead and slap the premise down here too for convenience's sake

Jason is set in front of a contract that will grant near omnipotence over every facet of reality. The catch is that it requires the person who actually gains the power to be permanently bound into the service of someone else. Afraid of what this could do in the wrong hands, Jason asks Tim to be his new Master. After many hours of intense negotiations, they produce a subcontract designed to maintain Jason's basic rights as a person while still granting them enough power to overcome whatever caused the contract to be written in the first place. Now all that's left is to destroy all evidence of the Contract's existance, and start remaking the world in their image...

What is the main lesson of your story? Why did you choose it?

It feels wrong to say that I went out and chose a lesson for this? But at the same time, because I'm handling so many historical and sociological topics I feel that I can't write it without imparting some idea of how the world functions which will operate as a lesson whether I want it to or not.

I suppose the thing that gets closest is the conviction that maintaining the status quo is not the best we can hope for; better is possible and when normality is based upon evil it is a moral imperative to change how our society functions. Also America is evil.

What did you use as inspiration for your worldbuilding?

The real world. I'm reading history, anthropology, religious texts; I'm doing my level best to give this story, with all of its time travel and world spanning consequences, the full depth and breadth of human experience to explore and impact. I have a special interest in the history and development of the religious and the occult so you best believe that when I make my characters into Gods, I'm gonna figure out how people reconcile that with their existing faiths and develop new ones!

Secondly, of course I'm pulling from an enormous amount of DC canon, especially the various 'crisis' events and in particular Dark Nights: Metal, the Justice League Doom War, and Dark Nights: Death Metal. If you've read some of these comics, you'll know who the main villain is far before the reveal :3 I'm honestly trying to stay as canon compliant as possible

What is your MC trying to achieve, and what are you, the writer, trying to achieve with them?

Tim and Jason's main goals will be the preservation of their own world, the creation of a perfect world, and trying to be good to each other while in a deeply power imbalanced relationship.

At its core, this is still a romance, despite the large scope of the plot. So, there's a really intense focus on exploring the emotions and perspectives of Jason and Tim. It's like half character study by volume. I want to enjoy sitting in their headspaces and watching them collide with the other characters around them and develop and grow and relapse :3

I also want to pose a series of questions about the ways the world works and the nature of power and humanity and present a series of possible answers for the audience to grapple with. Tim's decision to try to make everyone immortal has already lead to some fantastic stuff, as people have instinctively balked at the idea and written comments articulating why it's such a terrible idea (and excitement to see what kind of mess Tim causes with all of it ^w^)

How many chapters is your story going to have?

O_O; ...uhhhhhhh that's a good question!

It's taken me 23 to get here... 27 ish prob to get to the end of arc 1... arc 2 for time travel arc 3 for ___ showing up and fight one, uhhhhh another few arcs likely????

Final vague estimate: approximately 150 chapters?!?!?!

I'm not allowed to die until this fic gets finished, which might just make me immortal idk, don't @ me about the feasibility or length xD

Is it fanfiction or original content? Where do you plan to post it?

Fanfic. All my original characters happen in role play contexts and if I were to write professionally, I'd want to write these characters anyways. DC let me have Jason I prommy I'll make good good comics out of him, you let tentatodd happen at least twice surely you can let me have at him too!!! (Seriously tho, I already have have a story arc outlined up, CALL ME)

Anyhow, my AO3 is Tinerian, and here's a link to the series so far :3

When did you start writing?

Ever? Idk, I guess high school??

This particular project? Also vaguelly in high school technically, but that was only the first 18,000 words that I spilled out in three days lol, more realistically I've been working on it for a little over a year now, publishing roughly twice a month for most of that time.

Do you have any words of encouragement for fellow writers of writeblr? What other writers do you follow?

Every project, no matter how failed, propels you forwards. This is my fourth or fifth serious attempt to write something like this and every prior attempt has taught me invaluable lessons that are the reason this series is actually going to work.

We got this :3

Oh heck let's see, whomst to tag... @swamp-spirit, @bestangelofall, @vigilantecore, @lazaruspiss I feel like I'm probably missing like a million people but oh well! If you see this and u wanna then go for it! Would/will be interested to hear about it :3

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Many New Beginnings

I hardly feel I deserve so many. Multiple times in my life have I made some truly, awful, mistakes. In the past I always found myself trailing after Sherlock, and being fulfilled in ways I never thought would be possible again after Afghanistan. The very first time I was caught up in the shadow that was Sherlock, I ended up following after him - after he continuously abandoned me! I might add - only to save his arse.

So, for a long time, our relationship was as follows; He might give me a vague hint on where he would dash off to next, I'd scurry to catch up, only to find if he would have waited for me or communicate with me, the situation would have went far smoother!

I'm not sure when it started changing, or originally. If I had to pin point, it might have been around the time we first got up close and personal with a Mr. Jim Moriarty.

Sherlock must have realized, the value in communication. Something that, on surface level we managed well. On a deeper level, you've all seen us struggle with ourselves emotionally. We only grew closer, until-

The fall, everyone loves to dub it.

I had fallen into such devastation by this betrayal of trust and communication, the only thing I felt I could once trust in Sherlock, I simply forgot that this man was suffering the same as I was. That he was completely alone for those two years as well.

Only, I wasn't truly alone. I met Mary, and I would not be here today without her. I know that. So would it be a crime when I say to keep it polite about her? I loved her and she was my life. Just as much as Sherlock is my life.

Sherlock forced me to accept his apology that day in the train, but it was as genuine as I can be. This anger's always been so hard to ignore, it would come out at Mary, and it's only grown over time. Sherlock would always try to communicate, he always spoke to me. Even if it was something so unbelievable, I trusted him. For awhile, he understood. He couldn't run off without me.

This was years ago still. I know it all started declining after... Well, Culverton Smith. I wonder if I properly wrote up that case, there was so much we would love to have forgotten. Sherlock and I.

I almost lost him, and not only by the hand of Mr. Smith.

Our relationship since, has been rocky at best. I never gave up, and in his own ways neither did he. Somewhere, we fell back into this dynamic. He runs off without me, and I let him. Neither of us would have been able to tell you who started it, but relationships are 50/50, you know.

When I finally had, so hesitatingly, just gotten this relationship? I wasn't prepared, but I'd have been out of my mind to not accept what we'd always worked on wanting.

Only to see him run off with Mr. Jim Moriarty, the man who single handedly started our path of love and destruction. The fall is a sore subject, a raw wound barely treated. I was so overwhelmed with - I wasn't there to protect him! - danger, betrayal, mistrust, lack of communication, all over again!

I said and did things that are unacceptable, and I'll be remorseful for them for as long as I live. This anger, I can't guarantee I'll get rid of it completely, and I've found I was in need of professional help in this regard. It may still come out, but I am working on this. We are working on this. I am working on making sure this will not be a repeated event; but this includes working on the communication between Sherlock and I again.

I stepped back to work on this, on myself, but now I am willing to open up and look back on this space. Where we can go forward, together, in this new time. I hope that, while it's not been a long amount of time, but two months away from this all has really helped thus far. I'm happy to be back here with you, and to grow by Sherlock's side once more.