#Extraction bts

[strangererotica]

David Harbour, Extraction bts

[chickensarentcheap]

[julie-finlay]

Finlay Friday

13x18: “Sheltered, script extracts pt. 2/2

[michaelwheelerdefiodental]

I really hope that the Upside Down actually feels like a dangerous place on this season; like, is really only the bats that we should be scared of? I know that the Russians extracted some monsters from there, but we really didn't have even a sight of a single demogorgon there in Season 4. The fact that Frank Darabont (The Mist director) is apparently directing episodes 2, 3, and 5 needs to mean that we'll see some crazy monsters in the Upside Down and some crazy attacks, as apparently Karen will suffer. That roar/earthquake while the young adult team was on the Upside Down must have been a huge monster; imagine if we see a monster like Behemoth.

There's this image of a woman with some kind of monster inside or coming out of her head. It probably has something to do with those weird plants from the BTS images. They can be similar to those spiders from The Mist too.

(Gray Widower from The Mist movie)

(pictures by hawkinsfamilyphoto on Instagram)

(BTS pictures by strangerthingstv on Instagram)

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[zoniteillusion-pyritedreams]

Hey honey! You didn't talk about Bts in the hype reading is it because they are kinda removed from the drama ? Not a fave anymore? Or just moving on as a group?

BTS: The Quiet Storm Beneath the Surface

There is something restless in the air an undercurrent of weariness and silent fire. The image is of warriors returned from battle, only to find the kingdom they built is no longer the one they left behind.

The Seven of Wands opens this narrative: defensiveness, boundary-setting, and a refusal to be pushed back into old molds. They're holding their ground but it's not without cost. The reversed Two of Swords suggests that indecision is no longer an option. Lines are being drawn, perhaps not publicly but INTERNALLY, they are already asking the hard questions:

"What now?"

"What do we owe to anyone but ourselves?"

The King of Wands reversed signals frustration. Once visionaries with total command of their path, they now feel creatively stifled, hemmed in by obligations and expectations. And beside him stands the Queen of Swords—sharp, observant, unflinching. She sees the truth for what it is, and her presence suggests:

conversations have already begun. Quiet. Strategic. Necessary.

They are watching the walls around them for cracks. And they’re TIRED (Four of Swords reversed, Nine of Swords). The Knight of Wands reversed confirms it: that impulsive spark, that youthful charge it’s been dimmed, not lost, but tempered by betrayal and burnout.

Yet there’s a sliver of beauty amid the tension the Knight of Cups and Three of Cups. This is a BROTHERHOOD forged in something deeper than fame. They Still Love Each Other. They Still Choose Each Other. Their unity is their anchor.

But the heartbreak is real (Five of Cups, Three of Swords reversed). They’ve lost things trust, time, perhaps even a piece of their identity. The Devil reversed whispers of liberation; there is a desire to cut the chains, to leave toxicity behind. Yet Justice reversed looms contracts, legalities, manipulation.

This isn’t a clean break. This is a slow, careful extraction.

The Page of Swords reversed reminds us: there are eyes everywhere. They know they’re being watched, monitored, and maybe even tested. So they stay quiet. Strategic. Not out of fear but wisdom.

But make no mistake: BTS is not passive in this. They are thinking. Planning. Possibly even negotiating.

There is no blind loyalty here only clarity and the question:

"Can we build something new, just us?"

And the answer forming is yes. Not today. Not tomorrow. But when the time is right,

they will rise again on their terms.

Now a bit of my own just personal input as someone who's been in OG Army way back when they debuted. And who's paid attention to the moves that they've made after resigning your contracts. I 100% believe that these boys were very smart and what their contract have in terms of a and get out of jail free card. I wouldn't be surprised if they made sure that there was a Express right to terminate clause or even a moral rights clause.

Both of those meaning that the artist would have the right to terminate their contract under specific circumstances so they could have it be that if the company starts to overwork them, if public perception changes in a negative light of their own group within the company, or even something like what happened with Jungkook and his money almost being stolen from him they could have had a cause in there that if any Financial issues arise or tampering happen they would be able to end their contract. In terms of a moral right Clause again that is basically they would be allowed to terminate their contract if they feel as if their personal morals and the companies are no longer aligned with one another. These are all clauses that can be added into contracts when it comes to the entertainment industry but normally aren't because a lot of entertainers are unaware of the fact that this is something that they can legally have added on to their contracts. There's maybe about two or three more I feel like also could have been added in but again I'm not exactly sure in depth on how different entertainment contracts are done overseas versus in america. Cuz that's where I ended up getting my degree from so from what I do know if you are an established enough Artist as BTS is there is definitely a lot of negotiations and stuff they would have been very naive and stupid which I highly doubt any of them are to not put in these Clauses that would allow them to be able to leave if shit hits the fan. The only thing is I do think it would have to be a unanimous decision just like the decision to resign was a unanimous decision.

As a fan I find it absolutely infuriating when people seem to ignore or forget the fact that Jungkook and V did not want to resign. Both of them have been very open about the fact that they did not want to resign their contract because of the changing of their team and how they felt management was changing. I feel like people forget that the OG BTS creative team is no longer at that company they actually fired about half of them. Since everything has started going down with njz there have been at least three different people who were a part of the OG creative team of BTS the people who were in charge of and helped create the vision that gave us their storyline and everything who have basically come out and admit it to the fact that bank PD changed as soon as the boys started getting popular he just wanted money and fame and notoriety and it got to the point where if you weren't with him he considered you being against him henceforth him firing part of that creative drive. Which is insane when you think about it because if they didn't have that creative team BTS wouldn't be who they are today it's kind of the equivalent with new jeans as much as people don't like mhj if it wasn't for her they wouldn't have been as big as they are / how big they were becoming because it was her and the people that she handpicked to help create this idea this image this nostalgic feel. I also find it interesting when people kind of ignore the fact that there has been signs of particularly V and Jungkook showing support for the girls and subtle ways because again I feel like they kind of we're already detaching from the company they had just decided to sign on because again their Brotherhood is very strong. They are another group where they have a soul connection they're basically a found family this company has gotten very lucky in doing this multiple times where they have somehow managed to garnish groups with members who are spiritually / divinely connected for lack of better wording like even if they ended up not debuting together they would have met and become friends at some point in time it just might have been later in life.

I don't think that they would be staying but I also feel like it's going to take them a while to separate from them. Looking at it from a business point of view you'll notice that right around the time where shit started hitting the fan and they were trying to really utilize their group they started trying to copyright a shit ton of things. Sadly for some of the members like Jungkook they were able to copyright his name his signature and all these other things so that would be like a lengthy legal battle depending on how they might end up leaving the company so he would even have the rights to those himself because as far as I know those rights are to the company big hit music. They tried and failed to copyright V & his saying I purple you a long with Borahae they were actually told by the copyright court that if he wanted to sit there and copyright those sayings he could but the company has no right to it cuz they did not create it. They all pointed out that you cannot copyright a letter in the alphabet. And of course he has such a common name even as a celebrity that they could not legally copyright that either. The funny thing is those are the only two members that the company has actively been trying to copyright every and anything that they have their hands in and clearly it is on purpose because they know that those two members are very much so willing to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. I do think at this point it would depend on the other members but I feel like even they would not be able to ignore everything that's happening and the Damage that it is causing.

[channel4sims-cc]

TS4: Theater Building Override - Jungkook's Movie (BTS) + JK & SUGA (ver)

Sul sul ^^

A few months ago when BTS SUGA's movie was released, I created an override of the movie theater building, adding its posters and also sounds.

So now now that Jungkook's movie "I AM STILL" will be released, I also made an override of it :)

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ABOUT THIS MOD:

*The poster were replaced with JK's movie poster. I also added its name on the marquee.

*I had to remove the animated effect of the building, since it would play in front the poster and wouldn't let us see it.

*I replaced some of the building's audio effects. If you come close to the building you can hear audios from Jungkook's videos playing, as if they were audios from the movie :)

*You need "Growing Together" expansion for it to work.

*If/when you want the building to go back to normal, just remove this mod from your Mods folder. It will not affect your game :)

*It doesn't add any gameplay, sorry :( But I have plans to do it in the future though :)

*You can take your ARMY sims there to take a few pictures ^^

*It's in the "Anchorpoint Wharf" district in San Sequoia :)

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INSTALLING:

*Download and extract it to your Mods folder.

*DO NOT put it more than 1 folder deep, or it may not work.

Example 1: Mods/Replacements/(your file here) - OK 👍

Example 2: Mods/Replacements/BTS/(your file here) - Won't work 👎

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IMPORTANT/DOWNLOAD:

There are two versions:

Ver 1: - ''channel4sims - growing together override - jungkook movie theater mod":

 This one only adds Jungkook's posters, name and audios.

Ver 2: - ''channel4sims - growing together override - jungkook & suga movie theater mod":

 This one has both Jungkook's and SUGA's movie posters, names and audios. In case you want to keep both.

💙 PLEASE DOWNLOAD AND INSTALL JUST ONE VERSION.

💙 If by any chance you have SUGA's old override, PLEASE DELETE IT from your Mods folder before using the new version.

💙 If you want to use/keep using SUGA's version only, it still works.

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I hope you enjoy it :)

There's more cc coming soon :)

Happy Simming ^^

*-* DOWNLOAD (free/no adfly) *-*

[shewrites11]

Bounded to your love

Chapter One: “Surprise”

- summary When Jamie surprises her sister with BTS tickets, she never expects her soulmate tattoo to react—or that all seven members might be connected to her.

- pairing: bts au x black!reader

-genre: romance fluff eventually smut

-Tags: #btsconcert #siblinglove #cassidyfreaksout #soulmatetattoohints #vipaccess #eventuallysmut

Jamie Jones hadn’t slept much the night before. Between triple-checking her bag, confirming the digital tickets, and rehearsing how to present the surprise without getting emotional herself, her brain had been buzzing nonstop. But seeing Cassidy sitting at the breakfast table in her faded BT21 pajamas, humming under her breath and swinging her feet like it was any other Saturday—it was all going to be worth it.

Jamie placed the final pancake onto the stack in front of her sister, complete with the “12” candle sticking out of a strawberry on top. Cassidy’s eyes lit up.

“Whoa, this looks like a birthday brunch from a Pinterest board,” she said, leaning over to sniff the whipped cream. “Did you use vanilla extract in these?”

Jamie smirked. “And a pinch of cinnamon. I’m leveling up out here.”

Cassidy gave her an approving nod. “Chef Jamie. I respect it.”

Jamie rolled her eyes and sat across from her, casually picking up her mug. She watched her sister dig into her pancakes, chewing thoughtfully and completely unaware that her entire world was about to tilt.

“So… you doing anything exciting today?” Jamie asked, feigning nonchalance.

Cassidy shrugged with a little sigh. “Doubt it. I mean, this is amazing—thank you—but it’s a school weekend, Mom’s working, and I already got my gifts last night. I was kinda hoping…” She trailed off, not finishing.

Jamie raised an eyebrow. “Kinda hoping what?”

Cassidy hesitated, then blurted, “BTS is in town tonight, and their last show is sold out. But it’s okay! I knew it was a long shot. Doesn’t matter.”

Jamie sipped her coffee to hide the grin threatening to break across her face.

“Well,” she said, reaching slowly into the pocket of her hoodie, “what if it wasn’t?”

Cassidy blinked. “What?”

Jamie pulled out the sleek white envelope, thick with the weight of destiny—and a laminated VIP pass.

Cassidy looked at it like it was a coupon from a cereal box. “What is that?”

“Open it.”

Cassidy frowned slightly, wiped her hands, and tore it open. Her eyes scanned the paper. Then scanned it again. Then locked on the glittery black and gold lanyard tucked inside.

She froze.

Then her chair scraped back violently.

“JAMIE.”

Jamie braced herself.

“JAMIEEEEE—WHAT. WHAT IS THIS. NO—ARE YOU SERIOUS? IS THIS—IS THIS REAL? IS THIS A PRANK?!”

Cassidy launched herself around the table, flailing like her body didn’t know whether to dance or collapse.

“I’M GOING TO SEE BTS TONIGHT?! WITH VIP BACKSTAGE PASSES?!” Her voice cracked like a glitchy microphone. “DO I HAVE TO WEAR SHOES? I NEED TO CHARGE MY LIGHTSTICK—DO WE HAVE SNACKS?! I HAVE TO CALL LAYLA—OH MY GOD—I’M GOING TO PASS OUT.”

Jamie laughed, gripping her sister’s arms gently before she started shaking the furniture.

“Cass, breathe. You’re gonna pass out before we even leave.”

Cassidy screamed again—half shriek, half sob—and hugged Jamie so tightly her spine popped.

“I’m gonna cry,” she said, voice muffled into Jamie’s hoodie. “I think I already am. You’re the best sister ever. Literally ever. No one’s ever going to top this.”

Jamie pressed her cheek to Cassidy’s curly crown and smiled softly.

“You deserve it. Happy birthday, baby girl.”

She didn’t say anything about the faint, warm buzz that had returned to her wrist the moment Cassidy held the ticket. A familiar glow just beneath her skin—like static waiting to ignite.

By the time they reached their designated section near the front of the stage, the arena was already pulsing with life. Music played overhead—BTS’s older discography mixed with lo-fi remixes—and the air buzzed with anticipation. Fans were settling into their seats, testing their ARMY Bombs, and snapping selfies with the stage in the background. Lightsticks flickered and pulsed in soft hues, synced with the venue’s system, casting a dreamy rainbow glow over the crowd.

Cassidy clutched Jamie’s arm like she was afraid she might float away.

“We’re so close,” she whispered, eyes wide and glistening. “I think I can see the wires for the flying platform. Do you think they’ll do ‘Mikrokosmos’ at the end?”

“Maybe,” Jamie said, smiling as she took in the sheer scale of it all. “Looks like they’re pulling out all the stops.”

Cassidy bounced on the balls of her feet. “I can’t believe this is happening. I feel like I’m inside a dream. Like, what if they don’t even look our way? Or—what if they do and I black out on the spot?”

Jamie chuckled. “If you faint, I’ll catch you. Pinky swear.”

The house lights dimmed. A collective gasp rippled through the arena like a wave. A low rumble of bass shook the floor. The opening VCR flickered onto the massive LED screen—cinematic, mysterious, with flashes of each member walking through different dreamlike environments. The crowd erupted in screams with each face that appeared.

Jamie could feel it. Not just the sound or the movement—but something else.

Something deeper.

As the intro ended and the screen went black, a single spotlight lit up the center of the stage. Music swelled. The opening beats of “ON” roared through the speakers—and then they were there.

All seven of them.

Jungkook in a sleek black jacket, his hair slightly damp like he’d just stepped out of rain. Taehyung with a navy-blue bandana tied loosely around his neck, eyes intense even from this far away. Jimin glowing with a radiant smile, Yoongi’s expression cool and focused, Hoseok commanding the stage like it was his second skin, Namjoon raising his mic with that quiet leadership, Jin’s visuals as unfairly perfect as always.

Cassidy screamed like her soul was leaving her body. Jamie, despite herself, laughed—and screamed too.

For the first few songs, Jamie let herself get pulled into the performance. The choreography was flawless, their vocals clear even with the roar of the crowd. She watched Cassidy wipe tears from her cheeks during “Magic Shop” and jump like she was possessed during “Idol.”

Jamie’s own heart beat in sync with the music. She found herself watching Jungkook more than she meant to. Not because he was the “golden maknae,” or because Cassidy talked about him nonstop, but because every time he stepped forward, something inside her shifted. Her tattoo warmed. Not painfully. Just… there.

When the first ment started—each member taking turns speaking to the audience—Jamie took the chance to breathe. She hadn’t realized how overwhelmed she felt until she looked down and saw her wrist faintly flushed, like the skin around the tattoo had warmed to life.

She rubbed it lightly, trying to brush off the feeling. She was probably just caught up in the adrenaline, the heat of the lights, the crowd. That’s all.

Cassidy leaned in, breathless. “This is already the best night of my life.”

Jamie looked at her and smiled, heart swelling. “It’s not even halfway over yet.”

The lights dimmed again. A hush fell over the arena.

A soft piano note echoed.

Home.

The crowd screamed.

Jamie’s pulse ticked up. The mood shifted. Softer. Intimate. As if the entire arena held its breath. A spotlight hit the center stage, casting Jungkook in a gentle gold glow as he stepped forward, mic to his lips.

His voice—smooth, aching, real—poured through the speakers.

Jamie’s skin prickled.

She felt the pull before she understood it. Her tattoo buzzed gently, almost imperceptibly, but she couldn’t ignore it this time. She glanced down. The mark didn’t glow, but it seemed to hum—alive under her skin.

She looked back up.

And froze.

Jungkook was looking right at her.

His expression didn’t change. Still soft, controlled, perfectly in sync with the emotion of the song. But his gaze held.

And he wasn’t the only one.

As the chorus swelled, Taehyung moved to join him, their voices blending in perfect harmony. Jamie’s breath caught in her throat.

Your love, your love, your love… oh, I need that…

Both their eyes flicked toward the section she and Cassidy stood in.

And held.

Jamie’s fingers pressed into the tattoo on her wrist without thinking.

It pulsed.

And for the first time, she felt it deep in her chest—not fear, not confusion. Recognition.

The impossible kind.

The soulmate kind.

Jamie couldn’t look away.

The arena blurred around her—the shimmering lights, the thunder of the crowd, Cassidy’s excited movements all dulled under the weight of that moment. Her heart thudded heavily, rhythm faltering as Jungkook’s gaze lingered a beat longer than it should’ve. Taehyung’s too.

It couldn’t be real. Right?

And yet—her wrist pulsed again.

Cassidy was completely unaware, bouncing beside her, tears welling in her eyes. “Jamie! They looked at us! They looked right at us, didn’t they?!”

Jamie swallowed, forcing a laugh into her voice. “I think they were looking at the row, yeah.”

Cassidy squealed. “I’m gonna pass out. I swear if Jimin even glances in this direction next, I’m a goner.”

Jamie laughed again, but it was thinner now. Distracted.

She didn’t want to overthink it—but something had shifted. The way Jungkook’s eyes met hers, the way Taehyung seemed to flick between her and him, as if he noticed something too… it was too pointed to be coincidence.

She pulled her sleeve down slightly, covering her tattoo as if it would stop it from reacting again.

⸻

The concert rolled on, exploding into brighter energy again. Fire, Dope, and Run sent the crowd into chaos. Jamie found herself dancing a little, her body moving automatically, caught in the wave of fans singing at the top of their lungs. Even with her mind spinning, she couldn’t help but give in.

Cassidy was having the time of her life, jumping in rhythm, waving her ARMY Bomb like it was her job. She didn’t stop smiling for a second.

The encore started, with the boys changing into relaxed tees and joggers for their final songs. They waved, laughed, and tossed water at the crowd. Hobi threw hearts in every direction. Jin danced like a dad at a barbecue, and it made Cassidy wheeze with laughter. Jimin’s smile lit up the stage. Namjoon gave heartfelt words about love and connection that made Jamie tear up despite herself.

Then came Mikrokosmos.

The venue dimmed again, turning into a sea of soft purple as the members took their positions. Floating lights drifted on the screens behind them—stars, galaxies, constellations—like they were suspended in space with the crowd.

Jamie didn’t know why this song hit her harder than the others. Maybe because she was already raw. Maybe because her wrist hadn’t stopped tingling. Or maybe because, as they sang, Jungkook looked up toward her section again—and smiled. A real one this time. Subtle. Soft. But there.

And Taehyung, beside him, had that unreadable expression. As if he understood something Jamie didn’t yet.

It took her breath away.

⸻

After the last bow, the lights slowly came up. Fans were crying, hugging each other, taking blurry photos of the confetti raining from the ceiling. Jamie reached for Cassidy’s hand.

“Come on,” she said gently, “VIP lounge time.”

Cassidy gasped like she’d forgotten. “WAIT—we’re actually going to meet them?! Like, now?!”

Jamie grinned. “Yup. You ready?”

“No. Yes. No. Oh my God. Jamie—I don’t have gum. What if my breath smells like stadium nachos?”

Jamie laughed, digging in her bag and passing her a piece. “Handled.”

Cassidy popped it into her mouth with wide, terrified eyes. “If I pass out, tell Jimin I love him.”

“Noted.”

They followed the small group of other VIP fans being guided through a private corridor. The buzz of the concert still vibrated in the air—music, cheering, leftover adrenaline. Jamie’s hands were a little clammy. Her tattoo throbbed again, a low but undeniable ache. It was like standing in front of a storm.

She didn’t know what she’d say. Didn’t even know if this was real.

But as they rounded a corner, Jamie caught sight of a familiar silhouette ahead—broad shoulders, jet-black hair, a towel around his neck.

Jungkook.

And he wasn’t laughing with the others like she expected.

He was standing just off to the side, head tilted, eyes scanning the hallway like he was looking for someone.

And when his gaze landed on her—his whole expression changed.

Recognition.

Jamie’s chest tightened.

He saw her.

And so did Taehyung, who was only a few steps behind him, slowing his stride.

Cassidy squeezed her hand so tightly Jamie almost flinched. “Oh my God. That’s them. Jamie. Jamie. I can’t. I—”

Jamie could barely hear her.

Because Jungkook had taken one step forward.

And the mark on her wrist caught fire.

[pennyellee]

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐕𝐈𝐈

LACRIMOSA | MYG MAFIA YANDERE AU

pairings: mafia leader!yoongi x f!reader genre: mafia!au, yandere au, historical au

summary: Their interlocking gaze served as a butterfly effect on his heart, stirring it to the core. She, in turn, only dreams to find a way to escape. But perchance, over time she might forcefully learn to love the man who has taken so much from her.

Thus unfolds a twisted tale of love and loss, of hope and despair, of life and death. The music reverberated through the dimly-lit streets. Tears of sorrow, weeping symphony - reflects the hurt, the scars that linger deep within and the wounds that never healed. Lacrimosa.

chapter warnings: minors dni 18+ | mafia au, dark!yoongi, mafia!yoongi, yandere, manipulation, possessive/obsessive behaviour, angst, mentions of God, violence, bloodshed, history class on lacrimosa yall, nudity, emotional distress, blood, manhandling, slapping, mentions of suicide, gun use, genitalia cupping, gaslighting, anxiety, strong language, threats, misogyny, old social norms, lies-lies-lies, bone crunching, physical violence, suicide attempt

beta read by @chaoticpuff17

word count of preview: 0,9K

w/c of the chapter: 12K

disclaimer: this story is purely fictional, it does not depict real-life events or involve any actual members of BTS. This story will contain depictions of violence, blood shed, death, mentions of abuse, smoking, alcohol drinking, illegal activities, old social norms and traditions, which we do not condone.

a/n: so, here we go, if you thought that the last chapter was a shitstorm, the shitstorm ain’t over just yet, see yall at wednesday, this year’s valentine will be more red than usual ig 🫧🩸

m.list CHAPTER I CHAPTER II CHAPTER III CHAPTER IV CHAPTER V CHAPTER VI CHAPTER VII

Morning arrived with a soft glow, painting the room in shades of muted light where Yoongi’s fingers traced gentle patterns on her naked back.

“Breakfast is ready,” he whispered, pressing a lingering kiss on her forehead. She nodded, wordless.

The table boasted an array of dishes, their enticing aroma filling the air. Yet Y/N could not eat yesterday nor today, the food simply did not go down her system.

Yoongi’s gaze remained fixed on her from time to time, while he was reading today’s paper the maid delivered together with the breakfast. His eyes, like a silent observer, bore witness to the aftermath of a night. Y/N’s eyes were bloodshot, cheeks stained with dried tears, her neck bearing bruises. Exhaustion weighed heavily upon her, yet he held onto the hope that all would settle now.

Yoongi sighed and reached into the pocket of his black vest.

“I have not read it,” said he once they finished eating breakfast and sat down in the lounge room. Y/N’s eyes moved to meet him, anticipating his next step. She did not want to speak to him. She did not want to look at him nor she did not want him to look at her.

“I appreciate that,” said Y/N, avoiding his eyes. Yoongi sighed again, reluctant to relinquish leverage over her, yet compelled to address the matter at hand. Deep down, he hoped the contents of the letter would bring her solace, perhaps even warmth towards him. Now, he stood as a fool in the pouring rain.

He carefully handed the letter, urging her to open it.

“Thank you,” she whispered, tearing open the envelope and extracting the yellowed paper within.

She looked at Yoongi one more time, and when she saw him spreading out the newspapers, she was glad he gave her at least some degree of privacy. Her eyes fell upon the cursive symbols of her beloved aunt’s handwriting.

The memories flooded back as Y/N read the words on the aged paper, transporting her to a time when life was less complicated. Yet, she remembers clearly how she read the words detailing Wang Xiaoqing’s declining health, her world halted.

The air grew heavy with a mix of medicinal scents and the weight of impending loss. Her aunt, a pillar of strength, lay frail on the bed, and Y/N’s heart ached at the sight.

As she recalls her last moments with her while reading the neatness of her handwriting Y/N finally sees the truth. Her breath caught in her throat, vision blurred by tears. Clutching the paper tightly, she read the words repeatedly, struggling to accept their meaning.

“I need you to understand, my dear,” her aunt’s voice, weakened but filled with determination, echoed in the room. 

“There are things, things I have kept from you to protect your soul and mind.”

Her aunt reached for her hand, the warmth of their connection grounding them in that vulnerable moment. The intricate dance between clans, the bloodshed, and the sacrifice her aunt had made to shield her from the harsh realities of their world.

“But it seems that my judgement was clouded—” In that moment, the room seemed to hold its breath, as if bracing for the revelation that would reshape the very foundation of her understanding. The vulnerability in her voice resonated with the unspoken sacrifices made for the sake of protection. Or at least that is what she thought she was doing by allowing Min Yoongi to take her into custody and use her as a leverage over the clans in negotiation of dominance.

“We do not have much time I fear,” her aunt continued, urgency etched into her every word. Y/N held her hand tightly, afraid to let her go.

“Once you burn me to ashes, I need you to run and not look back, Kai will help you get away—” a strong cough interrupted her speech and Y/N rushed to get her some tea to ease her throat. A bony hand landed on her forearm, stopping her in motion. Her eyes watered again at the sight of the state God let her aunt get in. Her fingers were turning purple and Y/N knew what that means. Oxygen was leaving her body and the end was near.

“Auntie—” she went to protest, at the time not understanding why she needed to run in the first place. But she listened carefully to her aunt and closely when her sore and painful voice mapped out her next steps.

Back then Y/N wanted to believe it was a sacrifice born out of love and the desire to break free from the cycle of violence that had ensnared their family for too long. And her aunt presented her a chance to not be in the middle of the fire.

Peace was a fragile illusion. Min Yoongi may be a titan among the outside world, yet within the confines of his own home, his dominion was about to face its greatest challenge.

Yoongi, engrossed in his reading, spared his wife the intrusion of his gaze, allowing her the solitude to grapple with the weight of her aunt’s revelations. Not having a clue what the dying woman could write.

The revelations echoed in the silence of the room, and when Y/N finally looked up from the letter, her eyes met Yoongi’s. The vulnerability in that moment transcended the complexities of their current situation, forging an unspoken false connection on his side rooted in pain and the unravelling of hidden truths. In a burst of fury, she lashed out.

“You’re a fucking liar.”

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𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝟏𝟒𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐲

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Extraction 2, BTS. Courtesty of Luca Vannella over on Instagram

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231023 RM’s Instagram Post

행복하세요

Please be happy

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Picture Translation (extract from the book, 'Question Your Thinking, Change The World' by Byron Katie):

We are soon to be love. This is a given, we cannot do anything about this. Love is in our nature. There is no point in making up a story. When we understand ourselves are we are, we don't need to look far to find someone. 'Love' itself is enough.

The stories that we made.

To say it plainly, it is not possible for anyone to love someone completely. You are simply in love with the stories you created about them.

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[stargirl7856]

7x10 - Chaos Agent Thoughts + Review

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SPOILERS

overall this ep was okayy not my fave, but i don’t hate it.

Seth - I am glad he got fired and the switch up on his behavior compared to earlier ep was wild. I fear this won’t be the last we see of seth. I say this cause the actor had a bts photo with nathan on set in uniform plus apparently patrick’ said seth is going to in 10 episodes this szn and so far he’s been in 8. On top of that the way he threatened to sue the LAPD means there is unfinished business. I’m not sure in what capacity seth willl return. I am scared he’ll put Lucy or Tamara in danger. He could sue the lapd and lawyer up with monica. I am not to sure on seth’s return, but I think he’ll extract some sort of revenge. I also feel so bad for Lucy right now.

Nyla/James - My heart breaks for Nyla. She’s really trying with James. As for James I am quite neutral on him however he’s being a bit annoying. He makes valid points abt the injustice in the police system. He needs to be more understanding and respectful of Nyla. I think he’s being a bit emotional abt it. I don’t know if Nyla & James will divorce (I hope not), but James needs to understand Nyla’s pov. Let’s hope James can work thru his stuff

Celina - Celina was good this episode. She looked hot in the cold open. Celina successfully capturing the raccoon was adorable. Tbh I’m not a big fan of her & Rodge because one it kind of came out of nowhere and I really liked Scott & Celina. Speaking of Rodge I feel like it was to much of it. Daddy cop is funny but I felt like it was a lot this ep.

Raccoon - The raccoon was cute. I am glad he saved Tim’s life and Tim being grumpy abt animals while lucy loves animals is too cute (ik lucy wanted to adopt it). Miles interacting with the raccoon was nice to. He tired his best.

Smitty - Smitty getting upset (plus him being scared)at the raccoon for taking is funny is hysterical . I felt bad for him

when he got attacked. Tim helping smitty. tim is a softie.

Angela - I loved angela

this episode. Her conversation with the kid was wholesome and the way she handled it. This case was apparently inspired by the real life slender men case which tbh the fact that people irl would listen to “fake person (ai)” is crazy. Speaking of AI. As much as AI is helpful for school & work. It can also be creppy and dangerous. However I don’t think Zuzu is fully. I think there’s a person behind it. Possibly Oscar. I say this cause AI doesn’t personally text you. I’m thinking this will be a bigger plot for the rest of the season.

Chenford - Ngl chenfords progression has been very slow. I still like their interactions. I feel like they’ll get back together by 7x16 since it’s written by a chenford writer. I truly do

think they’re dragging out the sl. Imo for chenford to happen tim needs to initiate the conversation with Lucy. However Lucy clearly isn’t ready after the converasation, so idk what it’ll take for lucy to want to talk abt the break up. Ioved that Lucy called Tim for advice.

Daddy Cop - it was funny and it’s fine in small doses but not its too much. He had a whole ass montage/music video. This show already suffers from having too many characters. I think the screen time

could’ve been allotted to something else. Alexi really wants to promote his son ig.

[heartofbusan]

This NYT podcast about a woman who fell in love with an AI she 'designed' to uphold a very specific fantasy and that she ultimately relied on more than her spouse was wild. It goes to show how people can knowingly dillude themselves in order to feel loved.

It kind of blew my mind and I felt like bringing it up because damn, I once thought reading rp fics was taboo (i got over it), but apparently there's even more out there to cater to our fantasies than even I knew about.

So two things.

1. My brain immediately went to a very dark place: Your own personal pocket BTS boyfriend using AI speech and that you are able to prompt with scenarios. I hope we NEVER get AI versions of the members presented to us in order to have fake fantasy lead conversations or, shudder, relationships with. Have you ever seen those fake videos where two members 'do stuff' 🤢🤢🤢 Why did my brain even conjure such a nightmare??

A couple of years ago, HyBe bought a company that used virtual technology to create holographic images through full body scans. It was used once during an end of year performance, BE era, when Yoongi was recovering from his shoulder surgery. To me it felt like doom.

While hybe never hinted at using the tech in any other fashion other than for that performance, man, when it comes to turning a profit, you know one day all breaks will be off. Even if it's years in the future. Let's just hope the members still actually own their own portrait rights.

2. Delusions. In the article, the woman kept having to re-prompt the AI to get it to remember their 'relationship'. Because the AI was only able to hold a certain amount of cache, it would forget what had happened before, and for her, it felt like heartbreak every time.

Yet she kept coming back because the fantasy, or more specifically, the feeling of understanding, prompted by her conversations with the AI, was that good. Mind you, this person was married! To a human man, yet she says this AI was the greatest relationship she's ever had!

Again. It blew my mind. Not because I think she's crazy, although she does come across as having issues, but because of the level of delusions we humans are willing to accept in order to reach a certain end goal. Rinse and repeat. Reminding me of a certain group of nutcases actually 🤔

The podcast goes further in explaining the various apps or services that are already available, enabling consumers to explore AI relationships.

Me: 🤯 why am I such a baby deer????

A psychologist on the podcast said it was actually becoming a trend amongst middleschoolers to have an AI friend to engage with (romantically, I guess) like a 'safe' co-hort. Like training wheels for human to human interaction 😭 wild! As if it's a good thing. When we all know how addictive our phones and all these apps are. It takes a lot of self-control to be able to extract yourself from the virtual world and back into the real one.

Seldom have I been as entertained by an article as this one. Give it a listen and come back to tell me what you'd prompt your AI partner to talk to you about.

Wait, are any of you reading this even real? How would I know???????

[adventuressclubamericas]

Adventuresses We Love – Cornelia Fort

After taking his kids to watch a barnstormer, Mr. Rufus Fort of Nashville made his sons promise that they would never learn to fly. He never thought to extract the same promise from his 5-year-old daughter, Cornelia.

So, naturally, Cornelia Fort grew up to be a pilot.

After her first flight, Cornelia was hooked. She quickly earned her pilot’s license and commercial pilot’s license, then took any flying job she could find, including crop dusting and inspecting pipelines from the air. After a year, she became the first woman to be licensed as a flight instructor in Tennessee. It was her role as an instructor that would take her to Hawaii, where she taught soldiers, sailors and defense workers how to operate an airplane.

She was in the air with a student on the morning of 7 December 1941 when the sky suddenly filled with fighter planes, one coming straight for them. Cornelia grabbed the stick from her student and pulled up, narrowly avoiding a collision. Glancing down, she saw the rising sun insignia of a Japanese Zero. Looking over to the west, she saw “…something detach itself from a plane and come glistening down---My heart turned over convulsively when the bomb exploded in the middle of the Harbor.”

Cornelia and her student raced back to the airfield. They’d just scrambled into the terminal for safety when a Japanese fighter strafed the runway.

In the wake of the attack on Pearl Harbor, Cornelia joined the units that would become the Women’s Airforce Service Pilots (WASPs). She and her fellow recruits went through an intense 4-week training program in Sweetwater, TX, made even more intense knowing the extra weight that was on their shoulders.

"Because there were, and are, so many disbelievers in women pilots, especially in their place in the Army, all of us realized what a spot we were [in]," she said. "We had to deliver the goods or else -- or else there would never be another chance for women pilots in any part of the service."

After her training, Cornelia was assigned to ferry aircraft from one base to another. On 21 March 1943, she was one of a group of pilots ferrying BT-13 Trainers from Long Beach, CA to Dallas, TX. In the air over Merkel, TX, another pilot in the group accidentally clipped her wing, tearing off the wingtip and 6 feet of leading edge. The collision sent Cornelia’s plane into a dive she couldn’t pull out of. She was killed in the crash.

"I want no one to grieve for me. I was happiest in the sky." Adventuress Cornelia Fort was 24 years old.

[player1064]

If you're still doing drabbles, would love one of the CO92, Roy Keane and Sir Alex giving Carra the shovel talk. It would be hilarious to watch Carra have to deal with them. Bonus: if Lampard and Stam also give him a shovel talk bts of stick to football 😂😂

LOVE this idea. unfortunately even though I set out aiming for comedy it came out a lot sweeter than I intended so here we are with just. 1.5k words of people genuinely caring about Gary 😭 oops?

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“Jamie, can I have a word?”

Jamie looks up at where Roy is hovering near his seat, frowning at the formality: Roy is hardly one to wait for permission to say what’s on his mind. Still, he nods and follows him to a quiet corner away from set.

“Y’alright, Roy?” he asks.

Roy crosses his arms.

“No offense, Jamie, but you’re not that high up on my list of people to talk to if I wasn’t alright, so.”

Again, Jamie wonders what it is exactly that he’s meant to be doing here. They’d not got into any arguments during filming – not that it’d be a problem if they had, they know they’ll get more views if they play those things up – so he’s pretty sure he doesn’t owe Roy an apology for anything.

“So what –”

“—I know about you and Gary.”

“Oh.”

Well, there are worse people that could’ve found out. Better people, sure, but definitely more that are worse. Gary’s going to have a fit when Jamie tells him, though he’s always so pissy about being careful.

“Don’t look at me like that,” Roy says, rolling his eyes. “I’ve hardly been spying on you. He told me the other week, said I shouldn’t mention it to you.”

And yet here he is, mentioning it. Jamie raises an eyebrow.

Roy huffs. “Look, Gary’s… I’ve known Gary a long time, haven’t I? Since he was a bloody teenager. And that’s a weird relationship to have with someone. Makes you feel sort of responsible, like.”

“Um,” Jamie says intelligently, because he still can’t quite work out where this conversation is meant to be going.

“Jesus, alright. Look, Jamie. We’re – well, I wouldn’t say friends, but we get on alright, don’t we?”

Jamie nods, not wanting to say that he probably would have said friends.

“Right. Well, all I wanted to say is that that’ll mean fuck all if you mess him about, okay? He’s one of my own.”

Huh.

That might just be the nicest thing he’s ever heard Roy say about Gary. Shame he can’t tell Gary if he doesn’t want to be teased about this for the next ten years.

Or twenty, or the rest of their lives. Whatever.

“Yeah,” he says quickly, “yeah, ‘course. ‘Course.”

*

It’s a surprise when Jamie’s phone lights up with a call from Phil Neville, more because he hadn’t realised he had Phil Neville’s number saved in his phone than anything else. It’s late evening (‘timezones, innit’, Gary says when he complains about getting calls at this hour), and when he questioningly shows Gary the name on his screen he just gets a shrug in response.

“Uh, hi, Phil,” he greets.

“Hiya Carra,” comes Phil’s voice from the other end of the line. “You with Gaz right now?”

Jamie glances to the side to meet eyes with Gary, who’s looking up at him from where he’s resting his head on his shoulder. “Yeah,” he says, “why, is ‘e not answering ‘is phone? I can hand you over to him –”

“—Oh no, no, I called to talk to you. D’you think we can talk in private?”

“Uh. Sure, yeah,” Jamie replies, pulling a face at Gary as he extracts himself from the sofa. He puts his phone to the side for a second, asks “need anything from kitchen?” so that he doesn’t have to listen to him moaning when he comes back empty handed.

“Cuppa tea if you’re makin’, ta,” says Gary, which of course means ‘you are going to make me tea even if you don’t want any yourself.’

He goes into the kitchen and turns on the kettle, before getting back on the phone and asking “so what’s up, Phil?”

“Oh, nothin’” Phil says, his voice a pitch higher than usual. “Just wanted to see how you’re doin’, y’know, friend stuff.”

“Right.”

“So how are you doing?”

Jamie might at times say that Phil is the better Neville, if he’s trying to get on Gary’s nerves, but Christ the kid’s annoying.

(Yes, he’s older than Jamie. But he’s also a younger brother, which has gotta deduct at least ten years off him.)

“’m fine,” Jamie replies with a frankly quite stunning amount of patience. “Kind of busy, though, so –”

“Tha’s good, that. And how’s things with Gaz?”

Ah, there it is.

“Bane of my existence,” he jokes. “But thankfully the sex is quite good.”

He smirks, self-satisfied, when he hears Phil sputter.

“That’s good then,” Phil eventually says, sounding awkward. “Just, y’know, he’s my big brother, and –”

“—I won’t do anythin’ to hurt him, y’don’t have to worry about that,” Jamie cuts in with, to spare poor Phil the trouble of trying to threaten him.

He hears Phil breathe a sigh of relief. “I like you, Jamie,” he says. “Oh! Maybe one day we’ll be brothers-in-law –”

Jamie hangs up on him before he has to deal with that can of worms.

*

“Um,” says David Beckham.

Jamie looks up from his phone, pulling his glasses off as he does. “Fun show, eh? Thanks for comin’ on, you know how hard Gary’s been tryin’ to get this podcast thing off the ground.”

David smiles, his shoulders relax a fraction. “No, no, not at all. I’ll always help Gaz out if I can.”

“You’ll be headin’ to London soon, then?”

“In a bit.” He glances around the emptying room, shuffles a bit from side to side. “Thought maybe we could have a word, ‘fore I head out. About Gary.”

Jesus, not this again. Gary is a grown man, he doesn’t need all these bloody knights in shining armour trying to save him from the big bad Scouser! Jamie’s not even that bad, in fact some people (Gary) might go so far as to call him tolerable. He does not need another shovel talk.

And from David fucking Beckham, of all people.

He purses his lips. “Not sure you’re the right person to be warnin’ me off hurting ‘im,” he says icily.

David has the decency to blush in embarrassment. “Yeah, no, you’re probably right,” he says, scratching the back of his head. But then he lifts his chin a fraction, meets Jamie’s eyes. “But – I know you have no reason to listen to me, but – but don’t. Don’t hurt him, Jamie, he deserves better’n that.”

“Yeah, he does.”

David gives him a sad sort of smile. “Thanks.”

*

“I don’t much like you, Carragher.”

Jamie looks at Ryan Giggs and has to hold himself back from saying good, ‘cause I can’t fucking stand you.

“No skin off my back,” he says instead, shrugging.

“But Gary seems sort of… attached, so I suppose we’ll have to learn to get on.”

“How noble of you.”

Ryan holds out a hand for Jamie to shake. “Don’t do anything to make me regret this.”

Jamie grimaces and takes his hand.

*

“D’you know, me ‘n Gaz used to come here every morning before a match.”

Jamie actually did know this, because Gary had once excitedly dragged him in here during his ‘grand tour of Manchester’ (a terrible date idea, but Jamie’s no good at denying him things). Still, he looks around the café and pretends to be unimpressed. “Bit of a shithole, in’t it?”

Scholes laughs. “Yeah, it is a bit.”

“Is he meetin’ us here, then?”

“Said he’d be a few minutes, I think.”

They both go back to sitting in silence. Not an uncomfortable one, mind – Jamie’s been hanging around Paul Scholes for long enough now to know he’s not one for idle chit-chat. He’s about to unlock his phone to find something to fill the time, when Paul suddenly starts speaking again.

“Don’t tell ‘im I said this, his head’ll get big, but he’s prob’ly my best friend.”

Jamie looks up at him and smiles. “He’d say the same about you, y’know.”

“Obviously,” Paul says with a scoff. “Though I reckon you’re pretty high up there.”

“’s different though, that.”

Paul shrugs. “It is and it isn’t. But, er. You know y’wouldn’t’ve been my first choice, for him. Or any choice, really. But I thought I should say – I am glad. That it’s you. Seems to work, so.”

He’s not looking at Jamie, is staring down at his hands as he twists them together. Jamie reaches across the table to give him a light pat on the forearm.

“Thanks,” he says gently. “’m glad it’s me, too.”

“’e’s not the easiest person to love, is our Gaz.”

“Christ, don’t I know it. He makes it harder every day, can’t fuckin’ stand him most of the time.”

Paul smiles at that, easy, simple. “Nobody can, to be fair, you’re doin’ an alright job of it. But look, Carragher, I don’t want to have to –”

“I know.”

“Good.”

When Gary arrives a few minutes later, he looks between the two of them with a suspicious squint and asks “Were you talkin’ about me?”

“Ooh, someone’s full of ‘imself,” Jamie teases, at the same time as Paul’s saying “what the fuck would we wanna talk about you for?”

[nalyra-dreaming]

as a solely show-interactor, what is the most important info someone would need to know going into season two if they wanted a little more background or understanding (or just, lore depth)? <33

Hey dear!

Soooo spoiler free?! :)

Lestat had his reasons to warn of the European vampires...

These vampires have history with each other

Not all of them will make it out alive

I will add a few more things under the cut, but beware that these are explicit spoilers. (I mean, since you are on my blog you probably read a few already^^, but... just in case.) I'm listing the spoilers here which will very likely come into play next season, since they were already hinted at/mentioned in season 1:

Not all vampires possess the "spark" after turning, there are those who do not quite make it, and who are little more than mindless monsters, they are called revenants in the books

Lestat and Armand have history. Lestat destroyed Armand's cult (The Children of Satan) back then, after his turning, more or less because he defied their rules. Armand got the theater from Lestat, who had been an actor there in his mortal life. Nicolas, who is Lestat's lover and second fledgling, goes mad after turning (he was depressed before, and he had been kidnapped and tortured by Armand and his cult) and is left in Armand's care. Armand later cuts off Nicolas' hands in an attempt to control him, and Nicolas goes into the fire.

Armand is Marius' fledgling. Marius is a 2000 year old vampire, who was also turned against his will. Marius and Armand were separated by the Children of Satan, and Armand was broken by them to join their cult, and ultimately became the leader of the Parisian coven.

Marius is a mentor for Lestat. Lestat seeks to find him after he leaves Paris (with Gabrielle, his turned mother(!), who is his first fledgling), and eventually finds him. Marius is also the keeper of "Those who must be kept", who are the first vampires, and must, as the designation says, be "kept" safe.

Marius extracts a promise from Lestat not to tell, or else, which is the main reason why he does not tell much while with Louis and Claudia.

Lestat goes to Armand for (promised) help, but instead Armand tortures him, forces him to testify against Claudia, and then throws him off a tower.

Armand (mind) controls Louis on several occasions, something Louis is aware of afterwards. Louis is also entombed while Claudia's execution happens, and he destroys the theater afterwards.

Armand conducts a medical experiment on Claudia and ultimately sends her out into the sun to burn, an event which is witnessed by Lestat and breaks him.

There are things in the cut-out/torn-out pages of the diaries which will in all likelihood come into play and will come with grave consequences.

Daniel is of bigger importance to Armand than might seem right now. He will become Armand's only fledgling.

Armand and Louis do love each other, despite Louis knowing Armand killed Claudia. Though there are long stretches of time where Louis is simply numb, or trying to numb himself, what we see in Dubai is likely after a series of other events.

These are the things that... might be most important, I guess. If anyone wants to add on, go ahead, but all the above things will come into play in some kind of fashion next season, as all the trailers/teaser/bts photos have shown.

The only thing might be that we will not yet see Gabrielle, and the details of Marius' and Lestat's relationship, but since they already mentioned "Those who must be kept"... :)

The theater is built on the "Grand Guignol" theater, a rather macabre theater indeed. Here is some more information.

There will be a very palpable shift in the tale now (there was in the book as well), and, no matter how they revisit (as they said) it's going to shift certain things. And Armand's POV of Lestat will be very interesting indeed.