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#is she also the queen of the household? yes <3
writingstoraes · 9 months
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no. 1 fan ⚘️
pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader
type: instagram imagine, social media au
notes: thought this was a cute idea sooo! ALSO speak now tv tomorrow i am so excited 🤍 lmk what u guys think! (yes charles reqs are open hehe)
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Congratulations on today's P1, baby! No one deserves this more than you do.
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charles_leclerc My source of strength and beacon of hope. Thanks for all you do for me, amour.
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notes: i too, would defend charles even if it meant going to hell and back 🫢 lmk what u guys think hehehe thank you for reading <3
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frost-queen · 6 months
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The moment I knew // part 4 (Reader!Bridgerton x Tewkesbury)
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Summary: Blink and it will pass... a year has passed now. Having left for your education and proper lady-like manners. Now having returned the memories of before seek your mind with sorrows and promises. Only a week till the new season begins, but first families be reunited. [ part 1 & part 2 & part 3 & part 5 & part 6 & part 7 part 8 & part 9 ]
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Loud heels clicked onto the marble floor. A hastened pace, skirt gentle pulled a bit up to not trip over it. Loud breathing damping the hallways. – “Miss Bridgerton.” – the voice called out. – “Miss Bridgerton.” – it repeated a hand moved near their mouth to call out clearer. The heels clacked louder as it picked up their pace. A loud swallow to catch their breath. – “Miss B…” – they called out once more rounding a corner. The last of their words swallowed back in at the sight of you.
You slowly turned to them with a warm smile. – “Yes governess.” – you spoke elegantly. The governess exhaled deep, pressing her hand deep onto her chest. – “I…I… you were not in your room.” – she explained approaching you. You nodded still smiling. – “I hope you forgive me; I was too excited to return home.” – you replied eyeing the suitcase standing at your feet. Your governess sighed deep coming closer.
“I hope it is not because of that boy?” – she asked you, bowing down to take your suitcase. – “He is not some boy!” – you called out. – “He is to be my husband.” – you explained to her. Your governess snorted loud. – “You haven’t even debuted yet.” – she concluded giving a nod to the doorman to open the door. – “A week isn’t that long anymore.” – you stated with a smile full of mischief. Your governess sighed again as she gave your suitcase to the clerk who came standing in the door opening. The clerk turned round and headed over to the carriage with your suitcase.
Your governess returned to you. – “Now do you have everything?” – she asked plucking a bit at your shoulders. Every little detail had to be perfect in her eyes. You hummed loud. She took a deep breath letting her hands slide down your arms. – “I remember how you arrived here. Still a young strong-minded girl.” – she said. – “I still am.” – you chuckled out. – “You are but you have also grown a lot.” – she corrected. – “You wouldn’t stop dreaming.” – she tapped you on the nose, pulling you out of a small daydream.
She then sighed deep. – “I am going to miss you Miss Bridgerton, for this house shall become silent once more. It’s whirlwind of laughter and dance leaving.” – her words made you swallow the forming knot in your throat down. Seeing how she started to become sentimental. You couldn’t have it for you would cry for sure. – “Governess please, let us spare our tears.” – you said brushing your finger against her cheek.
She smiled with teary eyes. – “You… you are absolutely right.” – she took a step back, holding both your hands up. – “As always.” – She curtsied, dipping her head down. You pulled her back up, curtsying for her out of gratitude. – “I shall miss you.” – you told her. Suddenly you heard a chaos of voices and loud heels clacking against the marble. Around the corner arrived a storm of maidens of the household.
“Thank Goodness.” – One exclaimed hastening herself over. – “She has not left yet.” – another one spoke pulling a friend with her. Your governess let go of your hands, taking a few steps back. The swarm of maidens hastened over to you. You got overwhelmed in the biggest hug. It was impossible to link any arm or touch to a person. – “Oh Miss Bridgerton think of us.” – Grace said squeezing you tight into a hug. – “Write to us.” – Olive spoke hugging you from behind. – “We’ll miss you.” – some cried out unable to hold back their tears.
“If you ever need a hand maiden.” – Irene said pushing her way through. – “Or two!” – Grace pitched in once more. – “Girls! Girls!” – the governess called out for some order. She started tapping the girls on their shoulders with a fan to dismiss them from around you. – “Miss Bridgerton needs to leave.” – she said out loud. You felt Olive’s hands slip out of yours.
“If I could, I would enlist you all in my household.” – you told them with tears in your eyes. The space around you grew bigger giving you more breathing. – “Girls please manners.” – the governess pointed them on. – “I’ll try to convince my husband about the matter.” – you told them. Your governess ticked on the shoulder with her fan. – “You are not married yet.” – she made clear. Grace giggled loud. – “She practically is.”
“Miss Bridgerton must leave now!” – Your governess insisted upon. She shoved you towards the door. The girls following after you. The governess stood in the door opening like a brick wall. Firm and sturdy to not let any of her household girls through. The girls didn’t care, trying to look through any gap to wave at you. – “Do not forget about us!” – Irene shouted sitting in Mary’s back. – “Visit us when you can!” – Olive called out waving excitedly over the governess’s shoulder. – “Invite us to the wedding!” – Grace screamed out to be heard over the loud well wishes of the girls.
You waved back at them standing by the carriage. You blew them a kiss before getting in. The clerk closed the door as you scooted closer to the window to look outside to them. – “I won’t forget you!” – you called out waving. The carriage got in motion as it pulled you back in the seat. The carriage rode turned to ride to the pathway leading to civilization.
You saw that the girls had broken free from the sturdy wall of your governess. Running after the carriage and waving as wild as they could. Seeing how much they cared for you made you cry. A bittersweet goodbye. After a long year of being apart from your family and Tewkesbury for your education and preparations for your debut. You still remembered the day you left.
After your mother and Anthony had delivered the news that you would be send away for a year, it crashed down on you. A whole year without Tewkesbury. They found it better for your education to be elsewhere where you couldn’t be distracted by him. Perhaps your brother hoped you’d forget about him in the year separated. It was foolish of them to think so. How could you ever give up on Tewkesbury as he held your heart in all its mighty form.
He was the very essence you breathed. That day you had left. Needing time alone. Of course you were never allowed to go alone so Colin was with you. You pulled the carriage to a stop seeing him at the park. You swung the doors open as the carriage had not come to a full stop yet. – “Y/n!” – Colin would shout out jumping out after you. You couldn’t care, only thinking of him.
Tears swelled up thinking about having to say goodbye to him. – “Y/n!” – Colin kept chasing you trying to catch up with you. Tewkesbury, who was near the trees, noticed you, turning his posture more to you. He furrowed his brows quizzable at your running. You jumped into his arms feeling his arms close around you. The impact making you spin round with him till he slowed down. Colin came to slow down out of breath. – “What is it Y/n?” – Tewkesbury asked brushing his hand up your neck to the back of your head.
Only shaking your head you couldn’t get the words out. – “Y/n.” – Colin breathed out, giving a nod to Tewkesbury. Tewkesbury bowed his head back to him, moving you at arms-length of him. – “Y/n we can not linger.” – Colin spoke. – “The carriage will take you away in an hour.” – Tewkesbury’s eyes widened with fear. – “Wait? You are leaving?” – he called out in a panic. You nodded, tears running down your cheeks. Tewkesbury’s world felt like collapsing into nothingness. – “Where are you going? Will you return? I…I…Miss Bridgerton I… will I ever see you again?” – he called out needing desperate answers as his hands cherished your face.
Colin stepped in to speak. – “It is only for a year.” – he explained. – “Mother wishes for her to fulfill her education elsewhere before her debut next year.” – Colin added making Tewkesbury look briefly at him. – “A whole year.” – you cried out. Tewkesbury smiled saddened wiping some tears away. – “It will be over before you know it.” – he said to you.
You sniffed loud, blinking to stop your tears. – “I…I…I don’t want to part from you.” – you answered brushing your thumb against his chin. – “Neither do I.” – he replied with a deep breath. Tewkesbury held your hands up preventing you from wrapping them tightly around him. You started to get angry, frustrated at him for not welcoming you. For not accepting your tears of sorrow. Tewkesbury wanted, but he couldn’t. Not with your brother watching.
His heart ached as much as yours cried. – “I don’t want to go…” – you cried out. – “Take me with you. Make me yours. Please don’t leave me.” – you begged never wanting to part from him. Tewkesbury shook his head knowing he couldn’t. Neither could survive a scandal. It needed to be done the proper way. Nothing else. His grandmother would not stop hunting him if he so much as married you in secret.
The fear of her hurting you haunting his mind. Tewkesbury pressed you close to him, arms tightly around you. – “Remember my promise.” – he whispered close to your ear. – “Remember it every day.” – he went on. You sobbed loud wrapping your arms over his shoulders. – “What is a year against a lifetime of love.” – he said looking off into the distance.
“Blink and it will pass.” – he continued looking briefly over to your brother. – “I don’t want to leave you.” – you sobbed out. – “Nor shall you. I will remain here in agony, waiting for your return. For I shall count every day till I can call you mine. You are my heart, my body and soul.”
You let go of Tewkesbury as did he. – “Will you write?” – you asked him with a faint smile. – “Every day for numerous times.” – he responded. You looked over your shoulder to your brother Colin. Seeing how glossy his eyes had become. Tewkesbury took your hand, bowing as his head dipping against your hand. You curtsied at the same time saying your goodbye’s. Stepping back your hand slowly slipped out of his till it dropped at your side.
Colin came closer laying his hand on your shoulder. – “Blink and it will pass.” – he repeated Tewkesbury’s words with a saddened smile. You forced your eyes shut, shuddering out a breath. Fluttering them open you saw the blurry image of him between your tears. Moving backwards he faded away. Drawing further away from you till he was nothing but a mark in the painting of your eyes. Colin helped you into the carriage.
As the door shut, he took your hand gently. Looking up at him, you saw something in his eyes. A reflection of poetry of belief. As if seeing clearly for the first time. A glance you had seen numerous times in Benedict’s eyes whenever he was compelled by the arts. A deepness inside that reflected the beauty within.
Fluttering your eyelashes you became aware of your surroundings once more. The carriage hobbled over the gravely road as it had awoken you from a memory. The taste of dryness on your lips as you wetted them gently. Familiar streets and boutique’s rose up as a sense of homesickness struck you. A tugging feeling increasing by each movement. Not for a year have you seen any of your siblings. Having no idea what their lives are now. How grown your younger siblings are.
Has any of them perhaps found love besides dearest Daphne? Would they have thought off you every day? Regretted their decision to take you away. Away from any distractions. Would they still find you the same? You didn’t think so. Over the year with your courses you had changed much. Matured more. Glorified with grace and manners. Even now upon looking at yourself you didn’t feel the same. It was noticeable in the little things.
How perfectly lady-like you sat. The change in posture to a proud young lady. No more time for silliness. Prepared to take upon the duty of finding a husband. The carriage rounded a corner as you took in a deep breath. Nearing the street of your beloved home. Easily you spotted the violets. The house coming in sight as the carriage stopped in front of its open gate. You shuffled a bit closer to the window, looking outside. Not a single soul waiting for you.
The ache in your heart began to grow. Perhaps you weren’t missed. Before you could fully sink in self-pity opened the door. Two, three, four at a time trying to squeeze themselves through the door. The footman opened the door for you as you stepped out of the carriage with his help. Anthony being the first to reach you. He picked you up, spinning around with you as you heard him exhale relieved. – “I want to see her!” – you heard with impatience. – “Anthony I want to.” – feeling the tugging on your dress it was no doubt your younger siblings.
Anthony wouldn’t let go of you. Slowing his spinning down but tightening his grip around you. Your feet touched the ground once more as a figure squeezed itself between the two of you. Anthony got pushed off you making way for Gregory and Hyacinth. They both wrapped their arms around you. You hugged them back feeling sentimental. Anthony got pulled back by his shoulder, the younger one’s ignored as Benedict smiled with a happy return at you.
His arms wrapped around you as the younger one’s were forced out of the way. – “The counting days have finally come to an end.” – he told you, hugging you tighter. – “For I could not bare another one.” – Lip trembling you felt yourself be overcome with sadness. Benedict kissed your cheek. Anthony joined the two of you leaving a kiss on your head. Your brothers made way to reveal Colin. Noticing the tears rolling down his cheek. You slowly stepped away from your brothers over to him.
Embracing him in a warm hug. – “Look at you.” – he said sniffling. – “How much you’ve grown.” – he added. – “I am still shorter than you.” – you teased hearing him laugh loud. – “As long as you have not overgrown me.” – looking beside Colin you saw Eloise. Her smile unsure whether to show sadness or relief. You pulled her in for a hug. Eloise and you parted as she took a good look at you.
“Urgh how lady-like they have made you.” – she commented as it was in her good nature. Francesca giggled. – “We’ll mark the day till you achieve such greatness sister.” – she teased at Eloise whilst receiving a hug from you. Eloise stuck her tongue out to her. – “Mother is inside.” – Francesca whispered to you. You nodded letting go of her. You took a deep breath preparing yourself to head inside. Inside the house you had missed for a year. It felt big.
A shaking weight making each step of yours slow down. Almost too afraid to walk inside. A hand slipped in yours. Seconds later another one on your left. Gregory and Hyacinth had taken each one of your hands. – “Welcome home sister.” – they said assisting you inside. Your other siblings following. The door closed behind them as the house filled with chatter. A loving meeting forming behind closed doors.
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dre6ming · 7 months
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Playing for keeps
Chapter I
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Pairing: Austin Butler x Y/n
Plot: Austin is the next in line for the throne, but he can’t be king if he doesn’t have a wife. In your country tradition says that a selection formed of 35 young women must be formed for the prince to find a wife. You are obligated by circumstances to participate against your will. What are the chances that you might be the next queen? None right? Right?
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Word count: ~4000
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"To heal the soul by the means of the senses and the senses by the means of the soul" or something like that, is what Oscar Wilde said to make me really understand why something so simple as feeling the bristles of my brush stroke the rough surface of the canvas. My lines look a little jagged today, my hand keeps shaking and no matter how many deep breaths I take, the rock sitting on my chest hasn't gotten any lighter.
Thirty five, what a strange and odd number, why so many? Why not more or less? Did they have a mathematician who centuries ago did the math for them and concluded that thirty five was the lucky number to find a wife out? I take a deep breath as the word "wife" bounces off of the walls of my skull. It's not just a wife, it's the future queen.
It's been a little more than 30 years since the last selection, when queen Lori was selected out of the bunch by King David and now the result of their successful selection, their son, prince Austin, is about to have his very own selection. All of the girls in the kingdom between the ages 18-22 were asked to submit an entry into the competition, to hopefully end up being the princess of the kingdom and the future queen.
Emphasis on the word "asked" , we were not obligated to do it, at least not by our government, our parents however? Well the forced me to apply, dragged me down to the office where the applications were collected and made me sign up.
"Y/n it's time, come come sit!!" My mom shouts for me and I put down the paint brush, wiping my hands on a rag, brushing back some hair as I make my way to the very small, very crowded living room. My mom , dad and all my 5 siblings are spread around the tv, watching it like hawks. "Come sit!" Mom pats the spot next to her on the couch and I squeeze between her and my older sister.
I can't help but feel angry at the whole situation, my parents live in a poorer side of the country and the fact that they had 7 kids did not help, I'm right in the middle, being the 4th to be born, my older siblings, are married off to their own households where the also pop baby after baby, that is except for one of my eldest siblings, my sister Hannah, who's the reason why mom put me into the selection in the first place.
To back track a bit and explain, my parents met and got married when they were 20 years old, my brother Josh came a year later, he's now 26 married and expecting child number three, his income already stretched thin. Then came Anna, she's 24 she married in a more stable family, but with baby number two, turning into babies number 2 , 3 and 4, yes that's triplets that she's having, money is low. Mark, 22 now, not married, he's actually, well we don't know, he ran away with a girl from around here, we haven't heard anything in years and since we barely have time to live our own lives and win enough for a living, we've put him aside. My sister Hannah, 22 as well, she's Marks twin, she's supposed to marry, but the guy she chose is from a family of twelve and they have little to no money.
Then there's me, Y/n, 20 being auctioned away in the hopes that the weekly allowance my family will get for my participation would be enough for my sister's wedding and some other things for my youngest siblings. After me my parents had kids 2 more times, Kyle 14 and then the other set of twins, this time identical Tana and Lane, 10 years old.
My mom works as a nurse and my dad is a retired guard from our region. Money is low so we all have to work, but with 2 siblings out of the house and one waiting to marry, we lost working hands. I sell paintings on commission and I also work at the local bakery to try and make some extra money, but it's not enough to support me, mom and my younger siblings. Which is why I was forced by mom to join the selection, the family of the girl competing gets a weekly allowance for as long as she stays in the game, not to mention the chance of actually being queen.
As names are being drawn on tv I can feel everyone in the room tense as the 34th girl gets called out and it's not me, I had 34 chances and I lost them all, now I get one more, but I hope I'll lose again. I don't want to go, I don't want to meet the prince or be his wife, I'm not meant to be queen, I'm just not.
My breath gets caught in my chest as the host, Lucas, puts his hand back in the bowl of names. My ears are ringing as he read the name and I almost faint seeing my picture there. "You got it, hon, good job!" Mom says and all of my present siblings start to chant my name, happy for me. I can barely hear them though, so I get up with tears in my eyes, brushing everyone off, walking out, out of the room, out of the house.
My bare feet, touch the sharp gravel, but I can't give into the pain, all I know is I need to run, run for now, or at least until tomorrow when the people from the palace will be at my door to package me up and send me to their prince. Staring out into the midnight sky, I could see everything I had being ripped apart, I didn't have much, but I had enough. Dropping to the ground and letting the cold grass soak my thin cotton dress, I close my eyes, scared to death about the outcome of what I had just gotten myself into.
The next time I open my eyes, two guards from the royal guard stand in my door and my mom hands me a bag I didn't pack, pushing me out the door. I take one last look back at the people I'm leaving behind and I tell myself I have to at least make it a few weeks, so that my sister could use the money for her wedding, then I'd come back and move to a richer part of the country, where I wouldn't be able to ever see my family. Those are the rules, after you get into the game, when you live you have a higher status and income so they move you and you can no longer interact with your past the way you used to.
Watching my step getting out of the car that took me from the airport to here, I take in the palace, with it's high towers and beautiful architecture. People are outside, forming a pathway for us to walk as they chant different names of other girls who also got selected. I am so out my element here, the dress my mom picked for me was too tight and itchy, the high heel shoes hurt my feet and my hands were sweating too much. "Here it goes!" I say under my breath stepping forward and into the unknown building. The inside even more beautiful than I could describe, high ceilings with crystal chandeliers, gold accents and mahogany furniture, underneath my heels white marble floors.
"Ladies! Welcome, I am Silvia and I'll be you're etiquette advisor and teacher, I'll also be your voice here, anything you need, you ask me and I'll make it happen if it within my powers. You will now be less to yours rooms where you will meet your maids, they will help you with hair, make up and clothes and anything else you might need. Dinner will be served in your rooms tonight and breakfast is at 7 am tomorrow, after breakfast you will each get to talk with the prince and get to know him. I've left some pages on your beds with instructions about tomorrow as well as the schedule of our classes. Good evening going forward!" The tall blonde woman left our sight walking gracefully in her long gown. I wonder if I'll ever be like her? Back so straight, shoulders so strong, hair so put together, make up so natural yet so beautiful, voice so clear, everything about her spoke volumes on everything I was not. I don't know how they expect me to last a day here.
In my room, I stand and wonder how can a place for one person be the size of my home which currently houses 7, now that two of my siblings had moved out. "Lady Y/n!" Two petite women curtesy in front of me, they look like sisters, about the same age as me, but one of them looks a bit older. "Just Y/n" I lick my lips fiddling with my fingers. The older one nods, smiling. "A-and you are?" They seem confused by my question. "Your maids lady!" The other one explains in a sweet voice.
"Yes no, I know, I meant, your names, what are your names?" I ask again hoping I'm not making them uncomfortable. "I'm Jules and she's my older sister Jane, we're very happy and honored to meet you, lady Y/n" I nod, smiling as well, as they start pacing around the room fixing things up. My eyes watch them move, mesmerized by how synchronized they are. "Can you stand and turn around lady Y/n? We have the water running in the tub, so you can take a bath."
I stand and turn so that Jules could undo my dress, then sliding my arms through the silk robe. "Just Y/n please!" I ask again, all these official things making me uncomfortable. "Lady Y/n, if I may-" I open my mouth to correct Jane, but she puts her hand up stopping me. "You are now a lady, his majesty will refer to you as such and you have to keep to these titles, at least until you get to know him better." I nod at her kind advice and follow her into the bathroom, where she helps me step into the tub, taking my robe away and checking the water temperature one last time. "Well relax lady Y/n, when you're ready, call for us and we will get you ready for bed."
Before she leaves me to my own, I dare to ask her one more thing. "Jane, is he nice?" I ask, this being the first time I actually my curiosity about the prince, spiked ever since I was selected. Jane gives me a soft smile, fixing the creases on her apron. "That's for you to decide lady Y/n, but his majesty, prince Austin has always been well liked by the staff." She leaves before I get to asks anything more and I take that as her polite way of saying that's how much she's allowed to say.
The bed here is so much softer than the one at home, the one I uncomfortably share with my twin sisters. The sheets are so soft and silky, it feels like I could turn to fast and fly off the bed. Jules and Jane left shortly after, brushing my hair back and helping me into my silk night gown. Even in this big room, air feels compressed and I want to walk, so I find myself putting on my slippers , taking a moment to look at them, I've never had slippers before. I the dark of the room I make out the location of the door and I turn the knob slowly, trying to make no sound.
I feel a cool breeze brushing my bare legs and I follow it thinking this could be the way to find a door leading outside. Only thing stopping me are the two guards standing in front of it. "Miss are you lost?" One of them asks, making me blush, finally so aware of the fact that I left my room wearing only my thin silky night gown. "N-no, I was wondering how to get to the garden." I say hoping my voice didn't sound too shaky. "No can do miss, you need to get back to your room." The guard tells me, his eyes staring straight ahead. "Please, I, I just need a moment." I beg, taking a step closer and that's when they both move their eyes to look at me, their mean stares making me shiver. "Not allowed, back to your room miss!" The other guard speaks.
Suddenly another set of steps are heard and the guards stand straighter. I don't dare to make a move and look at who it might be. "Your majesty!" They say in unison and the blood freezes in my veins. I've never heard him speak before, his voice sounds so clear, a bit raspy, but still sweet, like warm honey. "Lay her be!"
"Your majesty, we can't-" the guard protests. "I said let her be, open the doors!" They do as he says and I don't wait to walk out, the cold air hitting my warm skin leaving goosebumps. "Stay 5 minutes, then back to your room, if you won't go willingly they have my permission to drag you there." I stop and without turning around I say. "Thank you, your majesty!" My voice sounding like it's under water.
I didn't stay too long after I heard him walk away, running back to my room almost immediately after. Sleep came to me easily after that, but I still felt restless now as Jane brushed my hair into a braid. They put me into a floor length light green dress, with beautiful lace details all around the corset. I looked like a princess this morning when I looked at myself in the mirror and I couldn't believe it and then for just a moment too long I had questioned why I pushed this competition away so vehemently. That last thought however got send back to the depth of my mind and I was now patiently waiting for my turn with the prince, tormented by the wonder of whether he would recognize me from last night or not. 
At last my turn comes and I get up from my seat, fixing my dress as I walk with my head down toward the table where he awaits for me. Sitting down, I still keep my eyes on the ground scared to look at him, feeling my heart thudding against my corset concealed chest. "Y/n? Right? Pleased to meat you, I do hope you're feeling better." His voice comes out first, breaking the silence and making me finally look at him. I had seen him on tv, but the screen did him no justice, the blue in his eyes is so electric, the gold in his hair, is so endearing, my fingers itched with the wish to have a feel at it, his pink lips look so soft and warm. Everything about him is inviting and the way he seats in his chair, leaned back with his legs crossed, his chin in his hand, makes him look so young and careless, which he is, being only 22 and a prince. 
"Yes, your majesty, I'm quite well, thank you!" I blush deeply, my hands clutching the material of my dress in a stupid attempt to calm my nerves. Austin's eyes move to my hands and back to my face, a concerned look painting on his god like face. "Are you all right? Lady Y/n?" He asks, changing his position in the chair, leaning towards me. "If you're not feeling well, I can have for the doctor to come and see you later Lady Y/n." He says in a whisper. The word doctor makes me immediately let go of my dress and smooth down the creases, breathing deeply. "I am fine your majesty, it's all nerves." 
Austin hums and I expect him to go back to his previous sitting position, but he doesn't, he actually leans a bit closer if that were possible. I can now smell his woodsy cologne and a warm fuzzy feeling takes over my body. "You don't need to be nervous, I'm just a boy, just as you are just a girl-".
"But you're not" I find myself rudely interrupting him. "You're going to be king some day and 35 women were randomly chosen to come here and allow you to peruse them. 35 is a strangely small number compared to all the women out there that could be potentially way better for you than any of us."
"Then why come here? Why put your name in the ballot in the first place?" He asks and I can't read if he's been offended by what I said or not. "Your majesty, I apologize!" I look away from him and I can't help but notice that the other girls are all watching us, just like I had watched the previous ones when they were up here. I can only imagine they are analyzing if he likes me better or not. 
"Don't apologize, keep talking, I feel you have a point." Austin urges me and I bite my tongue. "Lady Y/n, my situation is unique, but I have no choice, it does not matter if the love of my life is someone outside these walls, I am not allowed to meet them. So please keep talking!" I feel sad for him, it's clear he's thought the same thing as me, what if his one true love is not one of us, but he's obligated to choose one of us either way. 
"My favorite book, "Withering highlights" the protagonists were not allowed to love each other but they did and the impossibility of being together killed them, had they not ever met, they would've been able to love someone else and live. I think what I said is quite wrong your majesty, maybe neither of us will be the love of your life, but with time you might find someone among us, that you could learn to love and survive." 
Austin opens his mouth to say something, but he doesn't get the chance, since it's announced that our time is up and I must go in order for the next girl to come. I get up breathless and do a very bad curtesy. 
The rest of the day I can't help but feel like I'm sitting on egg shells, I knew I had let my stupid mouth speak before I gave to much thought, but something about him made me feel like I could speak my heart. Jane brushes my hair, as Jules arranges things around the room,  taking the pillows off the bed and putting in place the last things for me to go to bed. 
A knock on my door makes Jane jump as she brushes my hair and Jules goes to open the door. "Your majesty!" I hear Jules say and so I turn to see him, in all his glory, wearing the same dark brown suit from breakfast, only he's discarded the jacket and the tie, a few of the buttons from his shirt being undone and revealing some of his chest, the sleeves are rolled up and this look suits him much better than the previous. Realizing I was just sitting and staring, I quickly get up and curtesy. "Your majesty!" 
"How would you like a stroll out in the gardens, Lady Y/n?" Austin's voice is calm and my ears are ringing, so I barely make out what he's saying, but I nod. "Yes, um Jules, my robe please!" I say, remembering I'm just wearing my night gown, which was very inappropriate. "Lady Y/n!" Austin extends his hand and I walk the few steps over to him, putting my significantly smaller arm around his. 
He takes the lead and walks us out of my room and to the gardens. My thoughts are racing, I'm not stupid I know he could have every advantage right now to try and make an inappropriate move onto me, but he doesn't seem like that kind of guy, but how does that kind of guy look anyway. 
"You're awfully quiet." He says as we walk through the dimly lit gardens. "I was waiting on you your majesty." He stops and turns to look at me. "Why so?" Austin asks blinking. I simply shrug my shoulders. 
He sighs and licks his lips, walking further into the gardens without another word. The whole situation is rather spooky and I can't help the anxiety building up inside me. Soon we get to a table, decorated with candles and flowers, steaming cups of tea resting on it. "I thought we might enjoy some hot tea, it's a bit chilly out." He pulls my chair out for me and I sit down hesitant. 
"Tell me more about you, your favorite book is "Withering highlights", what else do you like?" It takes me a moment to realize that he is being serious I can't stop the giggle that comes out. Confusion is once again shown on his face, but this time is accompanied by something else, the corner of his mouth slightly pointing up, he's amused too. "You really want to know?" 
"Well I must find a wife somehow." The breath gets knocked out of me by his statement, for a split second I had forgotten why I was here, to play in the game of selection. 
"I like to bake and knit, I make clothes for my siblings all the time, but by far my favorite thing is painting, there's something so strange about being able to use my own hands to capture a moment I time li you would a picture." He looks at me as I talk and something in his demeanor tells me he's actually interested. 
"Picture, I, well I don't paint, but I do enjoy photography." He admits, his eyes glimmering with excitement. "Really? And what do you find best to photograph? Objects, humans or nature?" I ask, Austin blushing slightly. "All, I can't say I'm that good, I don't have enough time to dedicate to the hobby, but I enjoy it." 
"I don't believe that you must show me one day, any kind of art is good art. I don't have any of my paintings here, but perhaps if I got the supplies I could paint you something!" I propose, trading the experience of showing off our works of art. "Perhaps one day." Austin says absentmindedly, clearing his throat before getting up. "It's late, I should escort you back to your room!" He says hastily. 
I don't bring up how neither of us even touched the tea or what a short time had passed since we got here, the tea still steaming in the cups. Something about him has changed, he's much colder, stiffer if you may. No more words are exchanged between us, except the good night he rapidly wishes me, before walking away.
I'm left confused and with another feeling stuck in my heart, because for a moment there I actually let myself go and I got happy? Maybe, I don't know. 
Sleep came to me very difficult and when I woke up this morning I had a headache, I didn't want to see or talk to anyone. As Jules is complaining that I had tangled my hair so bad in my sleep another knock is heard and my heart stopped. Is this hope I'm feeling? Hope that is Austin? 
"Lady Y/n, a package for you!" Jane announces. 
I get up taking the note from her hand, looking at the huge box that bigger than her. I open the small envelope and the first thing I notice is the very clean and neat handwriting. 
 <Lady Y/n,
I hope you will forgive me for leaving so hastily as I did last night, but I figured that our encounter wasn't quiet up to etiquette and in fear of damaging you or me, I thought it better continue some other time. Please forgive me and accept this gift, I hope you'll have a painting to show me soon enough
A.B>
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It's 2am in the airport and im bored how's ur day been? :D
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Omg hello sun anon!!! I hope the airport is tolerable for you, gods thats early 😭😭😭😭 dont look at my hypocritical sleep schedule when i say this tho lol
Its about 9am for me rn and im about to wake up ye residents evil™ for presents, also last night i managed to write a 1.5k scarian fluff fic so if all goes well i'll be posting that tomorrow for yall >:]
A crumb of dialogue for your boredom woes, my friend:
Grian sighs; it's Scar's point, now, and they both know it. "Can we at least move closer to the fire?" he complains. "Well, I don't know, we'll have to ask Queen Jellie over there for her opinion." Scar politely directs his next question to her, projecting his voice so it curls around the chair like smoke. "Miss Jellie, can we come sit by the fire?" Jellie's tail flicks, an idle, irritated motion. After a moment, she yawns again, then tucks her head under her paws. "I think that's rather conclusive, don't you?" Scar asks Grian. "I think you're being ridiculous," Grian replies dryly, "and I'm shocked you aren't taking this opportunity to pet your cat." The gasp Scar sucks in is one of sheer, mock horror. "I do believe you're right, Grian! I can't believe that slipped my mind. I can't let my sweet baby Jellie go unpet— let's move, come on, up you go."
Other than that tho i have nothing going on, just a chill day :] my household is very relaxed abt holidays generally; our tradition is that we have a charcuterie board every xmas, so we've got a good spread of cheeses for that this year, including a bellavitano espresso that im VERY fond of. No red dragon tho, which is my favorite 😔😔😔😔 (can u tell i love cheese skdbskdnns) but we preserve<3 /silly
But yeah!! Relaxed day, chill vibes, and i hope i can send some of that your way to the airport!!! May your flight go smoothly and your travels remain easy, i hope u have a good day today and that the boredom abates!!!
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You stared at the animated, charismatic man you hadn't seen in 10 years. Blanket curled around you to hide half your face as you watched the big screen intently. Stu imitating that voice took you back to the cemetery that day…How simple it felt hugging him and talking to him about the past before it all seemed to steadily go downhill from there on out.
Randy got your attention and pointed to the twins. "I think they're tuckered out finally…They stayed up just one extra hour more than they usually do. Count it as a blessing, right? One day they're gonna be out way past curfew worrying me and their mother sick."
You looked over at them. Both 6 year olds curled up together on a giant beanbag chair on the floor. Sleeping soundly without a care in the world. You couldn't stop the smile slowly spreading across your face as you lowered your blanket and Randy paused the DVD.
Karla crept into the room. "I heard the tv go off. Are they sleeping yet?" She whispered.
Randy nodded and took Chad into his arms. His son mumbled something in his sleep as Randy softly shhed him to go back to sleep. Karla took Mindy to help get them to her and Randy's bed.
You were secretly grateful to not finish Scooby Doo because seeing 'Shaggy' made you feel so many complicated and uncomfortable feelings all at once.
You REALLY didn't want to make that call now.
Karla laid Mindy down before she sweetly kissed her and Chad's foreheads as Randy tucked them in. Then she walked over to you in the doorway and quietly asked. "Are you going to be okay on the couch, YN?"
"Yeah, totally." You replied back. "I really appreciate you letting me stay, Karla. Seriously, I can leave and make up an excuse to Randy. I swear, he'll never know."
"Yes, he will." Randy mumbled as he appeared near the doorway. Children tucked into the center of their Queen Sized bed. You puffed air past your lips as he folded his arms and gave you a scowl. "I will know if you suddenly sneak out, YN. What do you take me for?"
"Ray, I was talking to your wife. You know, your equal, 50/50 partner and or other half that also gets a say in this household?"
Randy huffed but said nothing.
Karla thought for a moment. "Not here. Let's talk in the kitchen. Leave the door open. They like the hallway light…Especially after SOMEONE showed them Alien last week. Chad is convinced a creature is going to attack his face in the dark now…RANDY." She gave a side eyed glare at her husband.
Randy threw his hands up with a nervous smile. "Hey, now. Mindy demanded to watch it and I'm not denying my own daughter the pleasure of appreciating a good cinematic masterpiece with an excellent female role model, not to mention great storytelling, and the dying art of real life special effects. CGI everything nowadays; she loved the practical effects and engineering; she rarely sees it on tv anymore!...Chad loved it until that particular part where the xenomorph burst out of Kane's chest…In hindsight, I probably should have warned him. My bad..."
Karla tilted her head with a glare and a shake of her head. "I HIGHLY doubt he loved that boring ass movie." She gave him a look as he went to argue. "And don't try convincing me a 6 year old loved a damn movie where most of it is shot in a lab on a dark spaceship with scientific lingo. Just because they want to watch it doesn't mean they should."
"But he did!"
Karla shhed him.
"... He loved the sci-fi feel and he really liked the android until…Look, he'll be okay! I watched Motel Hell and Cujo at his age and I turned out fine! Look at me; Perfectly fine!" He gestured to himself.
You raised a brow. "That is extremely debatable."
Randy mumbled. "Well, Mindy liked it-"
"Melinda likes anything Randall likes. If she could wear your clothes and be your mini me; she would…Chad is sensitive to that stuff. He's not like his sister. He's-"
"Like his mother? You jumped into my lap and hid your face in my shirt halfway through our first horror movie together. It was that dumb remake of Amityville Horror, remember?" He gave with a mildly amused smirk.
"He's 6. Just leave the damn door open. We need to make sure we can check on them…You coming, YN?"
"Yeah. Just a moment." You said, watching the twins.
Karla smiled lightly and told you. "Okay. We'll be in the kitchen."
You nodded as you heard Randy whispering to Karla down the hall and she did the same to him as you just…Stood there a second. Taking in your two god children sleeping peacefully. Randy almost made Martha their god mother and Karla almost made her brother their godfather but both decided despite your flaws the kids needed someone that wasn't new to this survival thing just in case. They knew you knew how to survive and protect. It was agreed that if worse came to worse; all of you survivor's would come together to try and be a part of these kids' lives and you were first on the list. It helped that you made your own schedule for work now that freed you for taking care of kids more than Dewey or Gale or Martha…For a small moment in time…You couldn't help wondering 'what if?'. What if you did live a normal life or chose to live like Randy did? What if you had that domestic family life so many people wanted?…Then you remembered why they were sleeping in their parents' beds in the first place and you were grateful you didn't have kids with Derek or Mark or some random guy or hell even Randy, as crazy as it seemed now, had you both stayed together. Because the idea of worrying about kids in this situation terrified you as their adopted second aunt and or god mother. Let alone a parent.
You heard Randy talking a little louder and walked away to the kitchen where you saw Karla sitting down and Randy leaning back onto the counter.
You interrupted them to clear your throat. Awkwardly standing there as you asked. "So…Should I call up Gale to see if I can stay there or try and get a motel nearby or…?"
Karla thought a moment before sighing heavily and shaking her head. "No. I can't have that on my conscience. Besides, Randy's right. This is here…This bullshit is here and pushing you away won't make it disappear.  Besides, it's not fair to you." She leaned on the table with her arms folded in front of her. "I've been thinking…Maybe me and the kids should leave."
Randy focused on her, brows raising slightly as he softly asked.  "Leave?"
"Yeah. Not permanently, dumby. Just until this case gets solved…I know this might be a one time thing and we might not be in any danger but I'd like the option. Just have me and the twins go to my Mom and Dad's for a few days…Baby, can't you just leave too? Tell Dewey to get over it. Tell him there's a wedding, a funeral, anything!"
He hung his head. "I can't. The Woodsboro hall monitor would get me in detention and I won't be any good to you or the kids in jail. In fact, we'd be in even more danger because the killer always strikes when a person goes to jail. Besides, hypothetically …If we truly are dealing with a franchise starring a hyped up killer linking to all the past kills; where I go, the killer will probably follow. It happens every time." He shrugged. "YN and I are the survivors of this movie franchise along with Gale and Dewey. The only other potential victims are those linked to the original victims that died."
"Like Jill Roberts?" You commented.
He snapped his fingers at you and pointed. "Bingo. And just our luck, the newest Prescott lives across the street."
"God, not those stupid fucking rules, Randy!" Karla groaned.
"May I remind you, dear, that I lived through this a total of 3 times now and I've been right almost every single time?…Well, except Neil but I did say the past would bite us in the ass." He tilted his head and continued.  "So I think it's pretty obvious I can't go if that happens. I'm just as stuck here as YN."
Karla scoffed. "Then forget it! I'll just drop off the kids and-"
Randy held up a finger. "Ah, ah! We gotta be smart about this. You're smart with everything, now, hear me out and be smart here. We can't use our hearts over our heads in a horror movie...If something goes wrong; they need at least one parent. They need their Mother." He affirmed.
Karla went to argue with him for daring to even think that could happen.
You raised your hand with a wince, trying to get their attention as Karla stopped mid rant to stare at you. "U-Um, I hate to barge into this conversation but…Randy's right, Karla…I hate the idea of it but it's true. Plus, you have no ties to this killer other than me and Randy. If this was some guy with a trench coat and hook like the killer you faced? I'd tell Randy to take the kids instead, but right now, you and the twins don't need to be here…I really think you should get out with them while you can because the target will be me, Randy, Gale, Dewey and possibly Jill. The killer would only go after you to get to me and Randy. Or the kids-"
Randy sighed, seeming overstimulated with what you said as he ran a hand through his hair. "Okay, okay! We might be pushing it here! I'm glad we have a plan b but for now only 2 teen girls were killed and 2 teen girls got phone calls."
You leaned against the wall with a confused expression. "What are you saying exactly?"
"I'm saying, Karla might be right and this could just be an isolated incident. It might not have anything to do with us! I mean, not a single adult has gotten a call. You know teenagers. Obviously Jenny and her friend died last night but that doesn't mean these girls aren't just feeding into the Woodsboro propaganda…I say we hold tight until we get the big clue that we need to get you and the kids out of here. This is just talk for a plot that might not even happen."
"But, Randy. You just said!-"
"It's just talk, YN! That's all. Just in case of an emergency." Randy surmised before turning to Karla. "I think it's a wonderful idea to visit your folks for a surprise week-long getaway and if shit really does hit the fan…I say me and YN take the risk and sneak out. The killer will fuck up, get caught and we'd be in the clear anyways and Dewey can get over it…But till then, it's just talk! We're fine. We'll just hang tight, be normal for the kids and let this pass."
Karla gave a relieved smile and got up. "I am so glad you agree." She got up and kissed him on the cheek as he smiled at her.
You held a tight, forced smile. In the back of your mind you wanted to protest. To tell Randy he's in denial yet again and that he's just terrified of dealing with this again for the 4th time…But with Karla and the twins; you just didn't have the heart to argue.
Randy smiled and kissed her. Karla hummed in her throat and mumbled. "Love you, baby. I think I'm hitting the sack early tonight."
"Love you too. I'll be there later. I wanted to watch a movie or two with YN and catch up." His hand rested on the small of her back, lingering until she pulled away.
"That's fine but don't burn too much midnight oil. You still got work tomorrow. Night YN. Let me know if you need anything."
"Thanks, Karla. Goodnight." You gave with a soft voice and smile. Even if you wanted so badly to yell at them both to get a grip and look at this situation as realistically or borderline cynically as you were.
You watched her leave as Randy pushed himself from the counter. Rubbing his hands together enthusiastically. "Alright! Now that we don't have to watch a CGI talking dog; Campy classic or serious thriller? Or are you feeling like action or sci fi?"
"Surprise me."
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You and Randy were in your nightclothes as you lounged on the couch and he sat in a recliner. You both just finished watching Idle Hands. Both of you laughing for most of it.
"God, I haven't seen this stupid shit in years." You chuckled while eating popcorn out of a bowl.
"I have. Just last week. I keep it circulating as my comfort movies after a long day...Kids do not watch this obviously and when Chad did see me watching it I changed it and he just thinks the guy has some serious Asthma problems." He raised his brows at you.
"Uh huh and what does Karla think of the very nice but unnecessary boob shot from that one girl dressed like Paul Stanley?"
"Ehh...I kind of skip that part if she's around.  She's probably fine with it and it could be softcore porn for foreplay but it could also be 'You're sleeping on the couch with the tape and tv since you seem so interested in them'. As nice as Kelly Monaco's are; they definitely are not the real thing. I'm not taking that chance."
You chuckled to yourself at that.
He gestured to the tv with huff. "I still don't see where you get calling me Seth Green. He's like 5'4, he could stare in the next Leprechaun movie if he wanted to! I'm 5'10 which is well above average."
You gawked. "You are so full of shit! You are not 5'10. 5'8 at the max."
"Uh, no I am not! I'm technically 5'9 and 3 quarters. THANK YOU. Besides, even if I was 5'8 that is still inches taller than Seth!"
You grinned at him. "...Yeah, I know. I just like to pester you." He threw a piece of popcorn at you and you tried to catch it in your mouth but failed. You laughed and continued. "Consider it payment for all those years of pestering me. The second I realized I was close to your height or taller with heels and it bothered you? Instant fuel. Doesn't help you and Seth had the same hair in Highschool and he always played geeky characters…I really think he should have been casted for you in Stab. Just saying."
He blew a puff of air out in annoyance. "Certainly be better than Christopher whats his face."
The end credits came on and you set your popcorn bowl on the table. He then got up to go to the cabinet he stored a few movies in. "ANYWAYS. How about we watch something we definitely haven't watched together in years with genuine rules to survive a horror movie as a refresher?-" He picked up Nightmare on Elm Street and shook the dvd with a raise of his brows. "Huh? Whaddya say?"
You hesitated. Almost saying yes until you remembered your preteen crush was in it. When you realized years later that your crush, Glen played by a very young Johnny Depp, looked so similar to Billy…Well, it wasn't exactly a comforting feeling.
"Uh, nah. We've seen it so much I kind of want something new. Wasn't there a remake last year?"
Randy's eyes narrowed and his face sagged into an unamused glare. "Do not even mention that piece of shit. It was a complete mockery of the franchise and!-"
You waved your hand with a chuckle. "Okay, okay! Don't wake up your wife and kids. Let's see. There's My Bloody Valentine. Oh, maybe the one that came out 2 years ago-"
Randy groaned with his head rolled back. "Urgh, you just want to watch it for that Supernatural guy." He imitated his deep voice. "Dean."
"Oh, like that's a crime now? You got to ogle at horror movie tits for how long but god forbid I want to look at pecks?...And there's Friday the 13th from 2 years ago, House of Wax, Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Jessica Alba is in that too. Rob Zombie's Halloween, Amityville Horror with Ryan Reynolds -"
He blinked repeatedly at you with a blank stare. "Yn, are you trying to make me have an aneurysm?"
"Those are good! Oh come on, Randy! What is wrong with reboots and remakes?"
"EVERYTHING!" He growled out in a comically dramatic way.
"House of wax had Paris Hilton, okay! The care that went into it is amazing! The way it was shot, the cast, the lore woven into the plot and Texas Chainsaw Massacre from 03 was scary with a great cast! And sorry, but Thomas Hewitt coming after me is a fucking hell of a lot scarier than Bubba Sawyer. It's a fun time; don't be an elitist horror snob."
"Hey, hey, hey! I am the farthest thing from a horror elitist, alright? I watched Society and Return of the Living Dead and Killer Klowns VERY enthusiastically. " He pointed on each finger while using his hands to talk. "But there's a difference between campy B list horror that doesn't take itself seriously and shitty remakes that touch the originals and try to scramble the plot just because some M Shyamalan thinks they can make it 'better' while completely disregarding the intent behind the original! They suit up the killers to be 7 feet tall and indestructible and either give them some bullshit tragic backstory that wasn't needed OR they make them crazier then what they were. It's insulting to long time horror fans! Like we need coddled into understanding why some cannibal hillbilly is the way he is. WHO FUCKING CARES!" He ranted before he sighed loudly. "Okay, some of those are not 'rip my eyes out bad' but the Nightmare on Elm Street remake? The worst. So bad I wish I could kick everybody's ass that was involved with that movie."
"Fair enough. Jeez." You gave him an amused smirk.
You settled down as he rummaged through DVD's. You couldn't help just saying it; the last few hours were the most interaction with a friend you've had in months. It slipped out with a sad smile. "I missed this…You know, me and you watching movies. Long talks. Goofing off. Sometimes Dewey and Gale coming over for game night. You and Gale screaming at each other over the game rules. Dewey trying to man the grill just for us to order pizza instead. Even me and Gale talking over coffee here and there…I miss it."
He turned towards you and smiled a bit. "Yeah. Life was simpler in our early 20's. Well, despite a crazed killer after us every few years…But other than that, yeah…What can we say? Responsibilities take hold and Adulting sucks and we're this much closer to realizing why our parents had mental breakdowns here and there."
"Yeah, it can…I know adulthood can take things away from us and make us busy but…How did we just…Slip away? " You sadly asked as his smile fell. "I mean, how do we go from seeing each other every single week for years on end to only seeing each other once or twice a year if we're lucky?"
He frowned, walking back over and sitting on the couch with you as you moved your legs. He stumbled over his words at first, mumbling. "I-...I-I don't know. Life, YN. We both got busy. Especially me before your book took off…I got with Karla and we went through the new relationship phase and not long after we found out the twins were coming and then a rushed wedding because Karla wanted to fit into a dress before her body went to hell...It did not, by the way, but she still insisted....And most of all her Pop's would have run my fucking neck that the eccentric white boy without a job at the time got his daughter knocked up without a proper wedding first. Have you seen her Dad? I'm scared of him a little bit to this very day plus her brother is 6'2 and pumps iron for fun. So...I can only run so fast for so long." He half laughed, half scoffed before shrugged. "I'm joking of course I was ready too! It just happened so fast and I didn't want to stay living with my parents forever with a new wife and kids. Honestly, we didn't have the room there for all of us. So I worked at the video store again and my old boss said 'Hey, wanna take this piece of crap off my hands?' and I said 'Sure!' So I went to the bank and thank god for Karla's good credit to get a loan…Got the video store, Karla got settled into her job coincidentally at the bank we got the loan from, got a mortgage here even though we didn't plan on staying at Woodsboro but it was steal and we couldn't pass it up, the kids went to daycare and now school and the book store was bought too…Life just…Whipped me upside the face the last 7 years."
You sighed to yourself. "...Yeah, I get it. It happens so quick too. One day I was alone in my cabin afraid to go to a movie theater by myself  next thing I know I'm on the big screen for interviews again and now book signings. Went from no one really knowing me outside of my name to everyone recognizing my face on the street...I guess life kicked my ass too this last decade."
"How? I mean, no offense but you're loaded and I'm barely making it by. I just saw you on Good Morning America a few weeks ago! I know the past sucks but you're doing pretty good for yourself now."
You debated saying anything, looking down as you slowly mumbled out. "I know it seems like that, Randy but…Truth is…I regret ever writing that stupid book sometimes." You shoved the blanket off of you to sit up further. "I just…Is it selfish to feel left out that everyone seemed to move on but me?" Randy's eyes scanned over you, brows slightly raising as he focused on you. You looked away a moment and continued. "I know it's hard for all of us…But deep down inside, I sort of envy you."
"Envy? Me?" He asked with a confused look.
"Yeah. Kind of. I envy you living a normal life with your normal spouse and happy family and being able to be a normal part of the world for the most part. I envy Karla too and Dewey and Gale…All of you went through Hell but you still found a way to move back to a town that the trauma happened in and you got over it and-"
He held up a hand. "Woah. Woah, there. My life is not as normal as you think it is, YN. Just last week, I had a panic attack in the book store's bathroom because I got startled. I felt pathetic that as a grown man I was breathing into a bag close to pissing myself over the cat knocking something over. It was so fucking random too! Half the time; I'm fine but for whatever reason this one particular thing triggered me. I run past closed doors on cars and buildings because I'm terrified I'm going to get attacked again. I flinch with loud noises just like you do. I have to take so many pain relievers at such a young age it makes me feel like I'm 70! Okay, I'm not normal."
"I know that it's more…Emotional. I'm not trying to compare; I know we all have our scars to bare. Believe me, I was there with you in recovery. I know. " He gave a sad smile, remembering you both dating sometime after he was released from the hospital and could barely walk. You sighed and went on to say "…But you have someone. That fear you had of not getting anyone after Sidney and then after me is gone. My last chance died in front of me, Randy." He frowned at you as you continued. "I can't trust people, Ray. I couldn't even walk into this stupid town without an angry mob forming let alone making a connection. I came here and two girls got murdered and I'm apparently... The Angel of Death." You choked out. "Gale gets to be the retired reporter and Dewey gets to be the hero Sheriff and you get to be the average guy with a loving family…" You stared at him, locking eyes as you drew out with a heavy heart. "But me? I'll always be the Final Girl and the Victim and the Suspect for the rest of my life. No one wants that. No one wants to befriend that. No one wants to even be around that! I should be grateful you even still associate with me since you quintessentially moving on with life past being just a survivor."
"YN…" He softly sighed out.
"Sometimes…Sometimes I seriously wonder if the trauma was what held us all together for so long because we were scared of befriending new people. Now that you and Dewey were lucky enough to be over your traumatic past just enough to make friends and get partners and normal jobs…I get left behind. Because I'm not over it. I'll probably never be over it. We all were targeted but I was the main target. From both the media and the killers."
He scooted closer, your knees touching as he shook his head. "I don't believe that for a second. YN, we just grew up! That's all." He tried reassuring you but deep down inside you knew better. He fumbled but told you. "Maybe you are hanging onto the trauma and you gotta ease up a bit? You can't isolate yourself forever, YN. It's not healthy or human. Trust me; I was a lonely geek most of my life turned recluse myself after what happened and I'm living proof it gets better!" He hesitated but said it anyways. "And…I know Mark's death hurt you. You've never been the same since Hollywood." He frowned and swallowed as you looked at him. "You really closed yourself off after Neil and Roman and Angelina. After you had to face off with them alone…I still can't beileve that I almost lost you and I couldn't do anything about it. I mean, damn! It's no wonder you seemed depressed and scared after going through that and I don't think you ever fully recovered...Who would? I hate that for you and sometimes I feel so goddamn guilty moving on but I just…I couldn't stay in the dark with you. I couldn't deal with my best friend losing herself so I went to that survivors meeting for my own sake and unwittingly met Karla and the rest is history. And I don't regret it, YN. "
"Randy, I never damned you for moving on. Never! You deserve this life and to be happy!… I just wish I could join you. All of you."
"You can! You gotta find the light, I mean…Isn't that what your book's all about?"
You released a bitter chuckle and hung your head. "Oh fuck, Ray. I didn't even write it."
He blinked repeatedly. "What?" He shook his head. "W-What do you mean?"
"Yeah. Rebecca found me after she found my pen name and connected the dots of who I really was. Convinced me to write a self help book that she had me edit so much the words weren't even mine anymore."
"You wrote other books?? Why didn't you tell me?"
You looked down and wrung the blanket in your hands. "Because I was embarrassed. They did badly and the idea of people I know reading my books makes me want to crawl in a hole and die, to be honest."
He shook his head, looking away a second in thought. "Wait…So, all of this-"
"Is bullshit. The hair, the clothes, the perfect smile and Martha Stewart attitude and motivational talk…It's all bullshit I've been coached on by Rebecca's team to get the most bang for their buck. " You shrugged with a numb monotone voice. "I'm basically a walking money maker for my publicist. I go to hotels alone after every event, get used by fame seeking money hungry media types, sometimes I'm lucky enough to go home and be with Cherri for a few days. I get so desperate I sometimes like Rebecca as company. " You hung your head, a humorless chuckle escaping you again as Randy stared.
"Jesus YN, I had no idea. You could've called! For Christ sakes, why didn't you try to talk to me about all this!"
You looked up at him. "Randy, I have. Every phone call we've had the last few months has been me calling you. I feel like a burden, Ray! I mean, seriously. How can I complain when I'm driving new cars and staying at penthouses between book signings and interviews meanwhile you're a struggling middle class guy just trying to provide for his family? I feel shitty talking about it now!"
"You are NOT a burden. I told you, life-"
You lightly smacked your hands together in frustration. "Gets busy, I know! I'm not damning you, okay? But I just needed to vent that my life isn't glamorous like you or anyone else thinks it is… I'd give every last bit of it up for it to be '99 again. Eating crappy spaghetti in my new modest cabin I just bought and me, you and Dewey having dinner and laughing at my kitchen table like we used to…" You ran a hand over your head. "I just hate feeling like this! I'm so happy for you and Karla and I love those kids so much. It's just the feeling of being left out of a life I should be able to live if it wasn't for society thinking I'm still a fucking murderer sucks ass. Maybe I'd like to be able to go walk on a street without fear. That I could go grocery shopping without stares or have a partner I didn't have to worry about being a killer or potential victim or have more friends and go out without a panic attack or threat on my life. I wish so badly I could be fucking normalish and move on the way everyone else seems to... I want that stupid pseudo-quasi happy existence."
Randy eased closer to you as you leaned your elbows on your knees. He hesitated before saying. "Well, YN. Maybe you should try again? Try to go to meetings like I did! I mean, Christ. You're an attractive woman in her prime that's now America's Sweetheart. You can't tell me you couldn't find someone...I know you can! I mean, if Mark existed or Derek or…Or just make another friend! I won't get too jealous. Now, if he's some movie expert that you're taking to the cinema with and saw movies I haven't seen yet I MAY get a little bit territorial over our friendship. I was here first. I'll always be friend number one, alright?" He nudged your shoulder with his and you tried to force a smirk as best you could as he kept talking. "You have a gun and self defense skills and most of all it's been a decade since the last killer attacked, and no; I'm not counting what happened today. We have no idea! It could be one of those protesters that killed those girls just trying to frame you or just regular jealous boyfriend teen drama murder that happens in every town at least once. For all you know, you could be wasting your youth terrified of something that will never happen again!"
You sighed heavily, knowing he was just trying to help but he just didn't get it. He could try but he still didn't understand…Especially with your secret.
"Yeah." You simply gave. You looked over at him. "So…Maybe you should do the same with work."
"Huh?" He muttered as you leaned on the back of the couch.
"Movies. Specifically, Hollywood…Randy, you don't belong here. Dewey belongs here but you don't and I think you know it. I know you love your family and wife but you are this close to being one of those miserable middle aged men in 20 years pissed off they still have to work their ass off while having barely any money and are bitter at their wife and kids as the source of why they had to work so hard and therefore why they're unhappy when really it was because they got suckered into thinking they needed a conventional life that hasn't worked since like 1970 with too many responsibilities to even think of being happy."
He rolled his eyes. "Oh please-"
"I'm serious." You stated with a look his way. "You said it yourself; the video store won't be a thing for long and how well will the book store go especially when your heart isn't in it? I know I'm being a hypocrite right now preaching about doing what you love and I know I have the money to do it if I wanted to and you don't. Okay, I know my financial privileges but. …You went to college for film! You know what makes a movie a piece of art. Use that knowledge, Ray....Go to Hollywood. Apply for some positions, and before long, maybe I'll see your name at an awards ceremony next to Wes Craven, James Cameron, John Carpenter or Sam Raimi."
He gave a soft huff with a smirk and eyeroll. "Yeah, I bet."
"What? Too scared? Can't move out of your comfort zone to be a failure while you're preaching to me to move out of my comfort zone with my life on the line instead?"
He gave you a dumbfounded look. "I can't just pack up and leave! That's easy for you, not me."
"Oh, I thought you were 32 not 72."
"YN, I have responsibilities here!"
"Responsibilities that can take a vacation until you decide for real…You own both places, Randy. Besides, Hollywood is 2 hour drive from here; max. So technically, if you had to, you could just drive back and forth until then. Karla has mentioned to me multiple times she wouldn't mind moving someplace with more to do than Woodsboro. "
He paused at that. "Really?"
"Yes." You nodded with raised brows.
"Well…I do feel guilty sometimes that she doesn't have more. She went back to college for finance and ended up married to a loser trying to make a dream happen that's been retired since the 90's."
"But it is there, Ray! You're just thinking too small with a video store or movie house when you could be helping make the fucking movies! Okay, Mindy and Chad probably wouldn't even remember this place if you moved. You could still not move at all if it works out." You sat up and put your hand out in front of you as you put a hand behind him on the couch. "Picture it, Randy. Doing something you love, something you're good at, something that could change your life and have you all never struggle again…And all you have to do is take the damn chance. You live in California, for fucksakes! It's not like you're traveling clear from Vermont for your big break. I just hate seeing you struggle and you're too stubborn to accept money from me.. So why not? Especially while you're still young."
Randy thought a moment before getting up and shaking his head with a bemused grin. "Yeah, sorry but I think that dream went out the window last time we went there. I'll manage. You on the other hand really need to take your own advice and take the chance."
You took in a breath and leaned back. "Yeah, fine. Maybe I'll try a survivors' meeting."
"Thank you!" He sarcastically announced. "Certainly beats being lonely or gardening as a hobby. Seriously, when are you going to line up and fill that stupid hole you claim is going to be a pond in your backyard?"
"Someday maybe." You smiled to yourself. 
He shrugged to himself and wondered aloud. "So…Maybe when this is over; me and Karla and the kids-" You frowned knowing they'd never find the time. He must have noticed and corrected himself. "Or just me and you can go do something. I GUESS Gale can come too. God knows Dewey won't."
"Are you still mad at him?"
"Aren't you? You should be at home right now. Fuck, we all should be there with you for a weekend long visit and instead we're forced here because he got a bigger badge and a vote and has to play the part now."
"Randy…You know Dewey's got to be lawful now. It's kind of part of the job."
"Yeah, I fucking know…Still annoying as hell and the start of every horror movie WHICH THIS MAY NOT BE!" He hissed out before you could argue. You faltered and closed your mouth with a huff. You saw him stifle a yawn before he said. "Anyways, we don't know anything yet. Here's to hoping we continue our normalish existence, try to make time for each other more and the only horror is coming to theaters this November after Bella had that kid named Resume."
"Seriously. I think you're secretly a fan and you just can't admit it."
"Am not."
"Wow, 5 year old arguments always win."
"Fuck you." He laughed out before yawning again.
You smiled and pointed behind him. "Go to bed, old man. You have big boy responsibilities now and need sleep. Gone are the days of your youth staying up till 5 and sleeping till 3."
"I'm not old, I work. Some of us have JOBS."
You made a mocking 'ooh' noise before retorting. "Don't be mad I worked smarter and more miserably and sold my soul to one of Satan's minions aka Rebecca Walters…BUT I can stay up an hour or two later than you, so there."
Randy laughed as you grinned at him. He waved you away. "Alright, watch whatever you want. You don't need me to tuck you in. Goodnight."
"Night." You watched him leave before switching on the regular cable and laying back on the couch with a blanket and pillow Karla gave you.
He came back in, rushing over to the front door to make sure it was locked. You raised an amused brow and he held up his hands defensively replying. "Hey, I'm not saying it's happening again…But you can't be too careful."
"Got it. I'll be on nightwatch. Goodnight Randy."
He saluted you as you playfully rolled your eyes and turned back to the tv.
A good 15 minutes went by. You weren't even watching anything. It was 11:45 at night and you were just thinking on that couch…
'...I know I should call them but maybe I don't have to? We don't know anything yet. Then again, we kind of do and Randy's just in denial like always.' You released a puff of air past your lips. 'Maybe he's right? Maybe I'm letting all of this eat at me for way too long. I have the money and means to go live anywhere I want! Maybe…Maybe I should? Randy isn't able to have the time to come see me and I'm not a fan of going to see him in this town. Dewey is busy as Sheriff…Gale is just Gale. When Randy isn't busy, Karla's busy. So why hang around in isolation when I'm not happy?...Stu hasn't came by in over a decade…Maybe…Maybe I'm scared if I leave he'll never find-'
You jolted at the thought. Refusing to even entertain the idea you were staying and waiting for those two.
You groaned and turned the tv off, jerking to turn to face the couch with a grumble. 'God, you need to get a grip. Go join pottery or something. Make a acquaintance at least.'
You went to lay down but caught sight of something between the curtains through the window above the couch. You sat up and pried the curtain back to see no cops in the cop car out front.
'Huh…That's weird.'
You sat up, staring out the window a second before thinking. '...You know what? It's fine. A normal person would ignore it. Let the cops handle it.'
But right when you went to put the curtain back down; you saw across the street Jill and Kirby crying and frantically banging on their window. Your stomach sank as you got your gun out of the lock box you had laying next to the couch. You loaded and called out. "Randy! Randy, somethings happening-" Hoping he'd be awake before you heard Jill and Kirby scream even from inside the house.
'Shit.' You got your gun and went outside, hoping to see the cops but they weren't there. All you heard were two teen girls screaming in terror and a pained scream coming from across the street. No shoes, gun in hand, pajamas on, you got your gun in position and ran towards the house. Jill and Kirby ran outside onto the street, screaming and crying while pointing to the house.
"What? What's happening-"
"YN, he's got Olivia! He's got her!" Kirby exclaimed as Jill gripped onto her. You looked up to see the teenager's body dangling from the side window upstairs as it was dragged back inside. Blood smearing down the siding as you felt like the wind was knocked out of you just watching. Your gut sinking as you saw her fingers try to weakly grab the window…She was still alive. "Fuck…" You whispered with a shaky voice before cocking your gun and yelling at Jill and Kirby. "Stay together and find the cops! Hurry! Don't come into the house no matter what!"
You ran up the porch steps and rushed to the door, trying the handle to see it was locked. You tried breaking it in with your foot but without your boots on it was difficult. You didn't want to waste the bullets so instead you tried to think fast. Grabbing a nearby flower pot instead and shattering the glass on the door before reaching in to unlock it. You didn't hesitate to rush upstairs and try to find her room…Stopping dead in your tracks as you saw blood stains under your feet…Going down the stairs. You almost followed them but you had to check her room first. The second you entered; you felt your knees buckle at the blood soaking her bed, splattered over the walls and her innocent posters and pictures painted with red streaks. You gagged softly, covering your mouth as that overly pungent metallic scent hit your nose. You looked around, gun aimed as you saw the room fully. It made Maureen's murder you witnessed on set in Hollywood look like child's play.
No Ghostface…But even more concerning…Where was the girl?
You went to run out, follow the blood streaking down the stairs to its source but stopped as a ringing sounded in the room. A phone ran on her dresser and you glared at it. It was Olivia's phone right next to her hairbrush… You instantly grabbed it and answered with a growl. "What?"
"Welcome home, YN. Preview of coming events."
You kept yourself guarded, anger welling up inside you this was happening again and innocent kids had to die all because yet another attention whore was desperate to be the next Billy and Stu.
"Why don't you come for me? Think you have the balls for that?" You demanded, gun still aimed in your right hand. Your middle finger was stiff but the trigger finger and other two worked just fine. "Come on out, you fucking pussy ass bitch."
"Oh poor YN; you still think this is about you. You still think you're the star."
"That's because I am. You wouldn't be doing this if I hadn't arrived in Woodsboro. You clearly want my attention. "
"Just so I can watch the old, burnt out star crash to Earth. You're just the audience to act 2. This is where the plot starts to thicken-"
"This isn't a fucking movie!"
"It will be."
"You're not getting away with this. These are innocent people-"
"Spare me the lecture!" The voice yelled before continuing. The persons disguised voice almost purring out the insults with some sadistic glee. "You've done very well by all this bloodshed, haven't you? How about the town you left behind? The people you left behind?...I've got plans for you. I'm gonna slit your eyelids in half so you don't blink when I stab you in the face."
You sneered, gun raised as you looked around the room.
"You'll die when I want you to, YN. Not a moment before. Until then, you're going to suffer."
You scoffed to yourself before hanging up. Hearing Jill call your name downstairs.
"Jill?" You rushed over to stop her from entering the room. "Stay right there! I told you not to come in here!"
"Where's Olivia? Where is she?!" Jill urged, trying to look past you into the room.
"I don't know. Do not look, okay?" You demanded, blocking the doorway.
Jill stepped back and shook her head at you. Tears in her eyes as she gave you an accusing stare. "She said you were The Angel of Death…"
You didn't have time to react or say anything as a Ghostface came out of the closet and went to stab Jill. You whipped her to the side and the knife sliced her forearm as she tumbled down the stairs. Clutching her arm in horror as the killer grabbed you and slammed you against a wall. You brought your gun up to shoot them in the head and they went backwards down the stairs with your shirt clutched between their gloved hand. Flinging you both off the steps and tumbling down to the landing where Jill was.
You hit the ground with a thud while Ghostface scrambled away from you. Kicking your gun out of your grip. You realized and panic set in as you frantically tried looking for it. All while Jill just screamed and got out of the way. Ghostface went to stab you. You were still down on the ground before you kicked them in the head as hard as you could from the landing you laid on. It sent them tumbling down the last flight of steps and crashed on the floor.
"Jill, my gun! Help me!"
You weren't going to hesitate to shoot this fucker right between the eyes and end this. Jill trembled, trying to look around.
You saw an officer charge inside as you yelled at him. "The killers here!"
You finally found your gun on the floor a few feet from Jill. You quickly got it and pointed with your free hand.
"Where is he?" The officer asked. His badge read 'Perkins'.
You turned to point. "Right there-...." Freezing when there was nothing but an empty spot. The backdoor was wide open. You turned back. "H-He was."
Perkins spoke into a walkie as he went to the backdoor.
You turned back to Jill who held her arm, glaring at you with tears in her eyes as you went to ask if she was okay. She shook her head. "Don't."
You stared in shock at her as she slid down the wall. You simply turned away and went outside past a boy you've never met as he rushed by you to comfort her.
You walked out, a few neighbors lights were on as you looked back at the house and had to do a double take. It felt like your heart was sinking deeper and deeper as your heartbeat thumped in your ears. Slowly turning back around to see if what you thought you saw was true…Your face dropped, staring in complete horror before you quickly clamped your hand over your mouth…Flashbacks from that party filtered your brain as her hair hung down and her arms dripped blood to her fingertips. The sickening pattering on the cement underneath her was a reminder of your deceased best friend from 15 years ago…. There was Olivia's corpse. Guts hanging, shoulder at an odd angle and body limp. Shoved through the lifted garage doors pet door.
You stared, knees buckling as you sank to the ground. Staring at the scene as you heard Randy. He ran across the street, trying to put on shoes as he ran.
"YN! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?! WHY ARE YOU HERE?-....Oh fuck." His mouth fell as he stopped dead in his tracks. The same terrified expression on his face that you had as well.
Police sirens sounded down the block as Kirby, Jill and that boy came out. Kirby clutched her mouth and gagged when she saw it as Jill released a sob. The boy you surmised was her boyfriend held her close and took her away from the scene.
Randy helped you stand. "Are you hurt? Are you okay? Why were you in there YN?!... Where's the killer?" He put his hands on your shoulders as you closed your eyes and nodded. "F-Fine. I'm fine…The killer escaped." You swallowed and looked at him. "Get Karla and the kids out of this fucking town by sunrise." He furiously nodded, as you both turned back around to stare at the teenager's corpse. A giant warning and reminder of your past coming back to haunt you.
'...I think it's time to make that phone call.'
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The Green Queen And A Greener Future
Chapter 3 excerpt (currently writing more as i have lots planned for this chapter!!)
Alicent carried Aegon on her side, avoiding the significant bump on her front, gazing into his lavender eyes with love. Her baby boy was back and was just a joyful, innocent child, unaware of the underlying tension in Kingslanding.
The Hightower Queen looked aside to her husband, Viserys, rambling on about plans for the upcoming celebrations for Aegon’s second nameday, causing Alicent to smile. Inwardly the conniving beauty was conjuring up ideas, believing that she could continue to build her political presence, gaining additional allies to the Green side, all in order to save her children from the evil wrath they faced by Rhaenyra’s hubristic arrogance and her Rogue Prince’s disgusting brutality.
Already from the day Alicent Hightower had joined the Royal Family, she had begun consolidating her political power, employing potential allies into her household as Ladies-In-Waiting, and gaining friendship with Small Council members such as Tyland Lannister. With Rose Tyrell, one of her numerous ladies-in-waiting, and now a close friend of hers, once she removed the bitterness she felt regarding the might of House Hightower.
Viserys continued his mindless chatter, Alicent indulging him idly until she heard the man mutter, “Little Aegon’s nameday shall be extravagant, our boy may grow up be a great knight in the future, hunting just as I am to do in his celebration.”
Alicent portrays a joyous face, happy in indulging in conversing about her beautiful baby, while also in actuality intending to innocently bring up the succession crisis, “Viserys, Aegon will be a great knight, our Aegon The Conqueror Reborn!”
The Targaryen Monarch’s face then hardened with rapid anger, inwardly questioning whether Alicent was an innocent girl praising her son or if she was conniving, bent on undermining his choice to keep Rhaenyra as heir. “Alicent, what do you mean by this?”
“Rhaenyra is my heir. And she will be a great ruler, just like Aegon The Conqueror!” He speaks, wanting the discussion of succession to cease, angered extremely as the Small Council and nobility have made numerous mentions regarding Aegon as heir to be an inevitable action, feeling as though they’re intent on undermining his authority as king.
Alicent then raise her eyebrows in false shock, disappointed in Viserys’ continuous defence of his choice, “Of course! I love Rhaenyra,” She states, stammering onwards, “But I just imagined that as you have a firstborn son you would make him heir, after all wasn’t precious little Baelon named heir, ahead of her?”
“Well yes, but..”, He murmurs, before being interrupted.
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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 59- ISAC 2015 Chuseok Special
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Chapter Summary: Jen shows off her studio and gets noticed by her celeb crush. BTS plays Smash. Volleyball becomes a new competition for the ladies at ISAC as Jen finds it to be her calling while the guys dominate in running. Jen does a V-Live
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Author's Note: Again, not sure if they are still active on Tumblr but also @darlings-illustrated created Jen’s V-Live outfit for this chapter. <3 credit to them! :)
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After her outing, Jen spent the rest of the day relaxing in her room, in good spirits. She was grateful for Sam Okyere and his kindness. She was looking forward to seeing him again and even assisting him with his future charity projects.
While she chilled in her room, she felt bored and didn’t feel like doing anything until an idea popped into her head.
Why not broadcast a V-Live? 
Grabbing her phone, she signed in, naming the broadcast, ‘Jammin’ With Smartie’, setting the camera in front of her as she sat on the bed. She made sure the camera showed her entire body while she sat pretzel style.
Immediately viewers began popping in at a rapid rate, surprising her. Guess they really wanted to see her. 
It made her feel good.
“Hey, hey!” she spoke in English, waving as the comments started flowing in
‘JENNIEEEEEEEEE’
‘Ennie! Miss youuuu’
‘Hope you come back to America! We miss you!’
‘Come to London!’
‘QUEEN!’
‘MOM! Finally, we get a V-Live with you!’
Jen started laughing when she read comments from ARMY calling her mom. 
“Mom? That’s new. Ahahaha.”
‘Hi Jennie!’
'Can you speak in Korean?'
"Yeah, I'll go back and forth," she replied in Korean before going back to English.
‘Jen get some rest, it’s late!’
“It’s not that late. I’ll sleep soon. I wanted to see how you all were doing.”
‘Come to Brazil! Brazil loves you!’
“I would love to come to Brazil. It will happen one day!” she guaranteed. “I want to travel more and see more ARMY around the world. Hopefully, we can have a big world tour one day. I definitely want to go to Europe. I always think about Europe when it comes to tours.”
‘Those curls are poppin!’
‘So cuteeeee’
‘I love youuuuu’
“Where are you??’
“Where am I? I’m in my room~!” she responded as she continued to read the various comments. “I was bored so decided to do this and spend some time with y’all.”
‘How are you?’
‘I hope you’re eating well!’
She checked out the number of viewers. “That’s a lot. Over 60,000 already? Sweet. I hope you guys aren’t watching this late at night. Get some shut-eye, it’s good for the soul. And don’t worry, I will be sleeping soon. Yes, I am eating. I’m eating a lot actually. I was kind of stress eating a little bit but I’m fine, now.”
‘Please take care of yourself’
‘Don’t stress!’
‘What did you do today?’
“I’m trying my best. Idol life can be hectic. What did I do today? I hung out with Sam Okyere! I had such a great time with him! He’s mad cool. We ate African food. I never tried it before since I grew up eating Soul Food in my household in America. It’s so good! I'm definitely telling my family to start making African food."
‘Excited for ISAC?’
“Hell yeah, I am. Getting to wrestle and play volleyball? I’m a bit worried about the volleyball. I haven’t played volleyball before so it’ll be interesting to see how I do. But I’ve been practicing and watching YouTube videos for advice. But the wrestling, I’m confident about that.”
‘Can you play the guitar?’
“You want me to play something for you? Sure. For a while now I have been working on a Shawn Mendes song. He’s bae, of course.” she laughed. "I admire Shawn so much. I would love to sing with him one day. Even make a song together. Ah...okay. Let's see...ah, I know. I'll play Stitches for you!" she grabbed her guitar. 
‘Yay!’
‘I love when she spoils us’
'Awwww her bright smile when she spoke about Shawn. I hope they meet!'
‘Yes!’
“I’ve been practicing the song for a while, making sure I get the notes down. I wanted to focus more on the emotion of the song to have a greater impact while singing,” she spoke as she made sure the guitar was tuned up.
As soon as she began the first notes of the song, ARMY noticed a change in her demeanor as she continued to play. They noticed how focused and happy she was when she played the guitar and it looked wholesome to watch.
“I thought that I’ve been hurt before. But no one’s ever left me quite this sore.” she sang softly, strumming along lightly.
‘Her voiceeeee &lt;;3’
‘So, can I ship her with Shawn now?’
‘Getting goosebumps already.’
“Your words cut deeper than a knife. Now I need someone to breathe me back to life.” she continued to sing while her strumming got stronger as she sang out with her voice getting a little louder.
“Got a feeling that I’m going under. But I know that I’ll make it out alive. If I quit calling you my lover. Move on~"
‘Loveeeeee’
‘Stop being my bias wrecker!’
“You watch me bleed until I can’t breathe, shaking. Falling onto my knees. And now that I’m without your kisses. I’ll be needing stitches. Tripping over myself, aching. Begging you to come help. And now that I’m without your kisses. I’ll be needing stitches.”
ARMY noticed that her breath control had improved as she produced a consistent tone while singing smoothly and warmly.
“Needle and the thread gotta get you out of my head. Needle and the thread, gonna wind up dead. Needle and the thread, gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head. You watch me~!” She stopped strumming and held that note for a few seconds before strumming again, “Bleed until I can’t breathe! I’m shaking falling onto my knees. And now that I’m without your kisses I’ll be needing stitches. I’m tripping over myself. I’m aching begging you to come help. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches. And now that I’m without your kisses, I’ll be needing stitches.”
She strummed softly for the final note and exhaled. 
“That was fun.” she chuckled lightly and set her guitar down. “How’d I do?” she checked the comments
‘Come thruuuuu sis!’
‘Yassss boo!’
‘Honestly, I’ll be the first to say that I wouldn’t mind Jennie singing me to sleep because her voice is so soothing.’
‘Shawn Mendes needs to see this ASAP!’
‘You did so well!’
‘You make us so proud!’
‘Represent Jennie!’
“Ah...thanks, everyone,” she replied and looked up when she noticed Hobi sticking his head out of her door with a bright smile. “Oh, hey Hobi! Did I wake you?”
“Yeah, I was awakened by a sweet voice. At first, I thought it was Jungkook singing like he usually does in his room but as I walked down the hall, I noticed it was coming from your room. That was you? With the guitar?”
“Uh, yes?” She smiled shyly.
“Whaaaaaa, munchkin, you’re improving.”
“You make me so happy. Thank you.” She pretended to cry, touched by his words.
After her V-Live, she went to sleep while ARMY made various videos of her cover and tried to get Shawn Mendes’ attention on Instagram and Twitter so he could watch her video. 
They knew how much it would mean the world to her if she was able to get noticed by him.
For the past few days, ARMY had tried to get his attention, asking him to watch her cover and to check out her Instagram. They would speak highly of the Bangtan Girl and how much she admired him as an artist.
After remaining persistent and dedicated for Shawn to notice Jennie, they finally reached their goal and began to tag BTS in Shawn’s recent tweet and also tagged Jennie in Shawn’s recent Instagram post.
On Instagram, Shawn reposted a 15-second video of her playing stitches with the caption, ‘Wow, she is amazing! I love this! Who is this girl with the guitar?’
ARMY was quick to flood his comment section, freaking out that he noticed Jennie.
‘Finally you noticed her!’
'AHHHHHHHHHHHH JJennie_JW HE NOTICED YOU!'
'Jennie is about to lose her shit'
'SOMEBODY TAG JENNIE! JJennie_JW'
‘OMG! JJennie_JW look at this!’
‘That’s Jennie! She’s an African American member of the Korean Pop group, BTS. Check them out, they’re great!’
‘Jennie from BTS! She is a former member of Amity! She’s amazing, I’m so happy you noticed her! Her profile is JJennie_JW’
‘I love when my favs recognize each other. This is just made my morning!’
#GirlWithTheGuitar began to trend on Twitter while Shawn’s fans began to also be intrigued by who she was because they were confused as to why ARMY kept commenting about someone named ‘Jennie’ and ‘Miss Bangtan’ on his page.
Meanwhile, with Jennie, she was in Yoongi’s studio with Taehyung. She sat on one of the chairs, spinning around on it.
“Ah, you have a small pimple on your cheek.” Taehyung pointed out and giggled.
“Stop.” She tried to cover it.
“Hehehehe, it’s cute.”
“Stop talking about it.” She groaned.
“Ah, it’s just saying hi.”
“Oh my God, stop talking to it.” She laughed with him.
“I watched your V-Live this morning!”
“Oh, you did? What did you think? Too much? Too little?”
Taehyung smiled. “I loved it! You really like Shawn Mendes, don’t you? You always gush over that guy. Someone has a crush?”
“Ahaha, nah it’s not like that. I just really admire him.”
“So a big crush.”
“No!” she exclaimed as Yoongi walked in and set his bag down.
“Get out Taehyung, we’re about to work.” He called out. 
“Hey! Don’t be so mean.” Jennie scolded the Daegu rapper while Tae frowned. “Tae, don’t make that face. Ugh, see what you do, Yoongi?”
“He’ll live.”
She rolled her eyes. “I’ll hang with you later, Tae. And don’t worry, I will find a way to get you into Cypher.”
Taehyung grinned at her statement, ignoring Yoongi’s protests. After he left, Yoongi and Jen prepared their rap lessons and after a couple of hours, they took a break.
“Smartie, you may want to take a look on Twitter,” he responded, looking up at his phone.
“Something wrong?” she asked, confused, and took out her phone. 
Their notifications were blowing up like usual but something about Shawn Mendes made her stomach drop.
What about Shawn Mendes?
Was he hurt?
Was he coming out with new music?
On BTS’ profile, she realized that one of the members had retweeted his tweet, ‘Jennie, I think your fav noticed you~~ hehehe #V’
Shawn had tweeted a screenshot of her V-Live on the app, ‘BTS_twt This was so good! Wow! Thank you for covering my song &lt;;3’
She let out a scream of excitement and immediately got up from the chair, while Yoongi began laughing at her.
“Holy shi-“ she continued to look at the various screenshots that ARMY had been tagging her in and she realized that he was following her back on Instagram. 
She dropped her phone and ran out that door excitedly as the Daegu rapper’s laughter increased in volume.
His phone buzzed and he looked down to see Namjoon texting him.
Namjoon: I assume Nie Nie realized that Shawn Mendes noticed her and started screaming, running around the building?
Yoongi: As expected
A few minutes later, Jennie ran back into his studio. 
“Got it all out of your system?” she heard the rapper ask with amusement in his voice.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, trying to pull herself together as she picked up her phone. 
“Not all of it!” She responded. “Like you have no idea how big this is! This is crazy!”
She tweeted Shawn back, ‘ShawnMendes OMFG THANK UUUU! I LOVE YOU! You have no idea how much this means to me #Jen’
On her Instagram, she began to film herself for a 15-second video, “G-guys, guys, Shawn Mendes just noticed your girl. He noticed your girl, JW! Miss Bangtan! Jennie! I am on cloud nine~! Come throuuuuuugh! Thank you so much ARMY!”
She posted the video with the caption, ‘IM CRYING! Shawn really just noticed your girl! #Blessed #ThankYouARMY’
“What a kid.” Yoongi chuckled and left to go to the bathroom.
After calming down, she scrolled on Instagram to some of her fan pages that she was happily following and came across a video of The8 from Seventeen talking about her.
He had expressed his interest in meeting her when asked which idols he would like to get closer to. He also mentioned that the other members of Seventeen think she seems like an easygoing person to hang out with, eager to see her at ISAC. 
She has kept her eye on Seventeen for a while, enjoying their music. She’s heard of The8 especially and was aware that Chinese is his first language. She wanted to learn a little more Chinese to be able to speak to him.
Sure, she did not look like anyone’s ideal type around here in Korea with their beauty standards but her personality was more than enough to make her admirable with her kindness and outgoing nature. She always appreciated when other idols spoke highly of her and mentioned that she was doing well in the industry.
Once she liked the video, fans noticed quickly, commenting that she liked the post and hoped that they would meet each other.
“Smartie.”
Jennie looked up to see Yoongi walking in with a familiar face behind him. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth once she caught who was with him.
There stood her sister, Vienna, with an awkward smile on her face. 
“Hey.” she waved.
Standing up, Jennie ran up to her, wrapping her arms around her tightly. “’Enna! What are you doing here!?”
“Rap Monster let me in the building when I reached out,” she responded, pulling away while Yoongi left to give them some privacy. “I uh, came to see you and apologize. And to thank you for what you did for my tuition.”
“The hell? You couldn’t have called?”
She really flew across the country to say Sorry?
“I wanted to see you. Damn, I’m so jetlagged,” the college student exhaled and sat down. “So this is what you go through? Plane after plane? Country after country? City after city? Just to perform? And participate in other activities? Waking up early on top of that? This is...so tiring. Being on that plane for almost a day. Ugh, my acting can’t even compare. I don’t know how you do it, JW.”
Jen let out a chuckle and sat with her. “Tell me about it. My body took months to get used to living in Korea and traveling from place to place for events. I can’t even describe how exhausted my body was when I first started in BTS.”
“I see. Well, you’re still here,” Vienna smiled softly. “Look, I-I’m sorry. For everything. For all those things I said. I was just so frustrated. But there will be plenty of opportunities for me as an actress. Broadway will be in my future real soon. I just know it,"
“Hey, it’s fine. I forgive you. I'm sorry too. I love you. Even if we butt heads at times, nothing will ever change that,”
“Even after all that hurtful stuff, I said?”
“I know you didn’t mean it. Just like I didn't mean the hurtful things I said to you. We're fine."
“I’m lucky to have a little sister like you. I’m really proud of you.”
“And I'm lucky to have a big sister like you. I'm proud of you, too,” she gave her a tight hug and they stayed like that for a while. Pulling away, she asked, “So, shouldn’t you be in class?”
“Shouldn’t you mind your business?” Vienna teased as Jennie rolled her eyes
“So, how long you staying for?”
“Wow, you want to kick me out, already?”
“Well, you really should be in class.”
“You’re joking right?” Vienna stared at her in disbelief.
Jen paused before laughing. “Yeah, I’m joking! Let’s have some fun while you’re here!”
“That’s the Jennie I know.”
“So, does Alani, mom, or dad know about this? That you’re here?”
“Um...not yet.”
“As expected.”
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Back at the dorm, the members agreed to have a video game night of playing Super Mario Smash Bros on the Wii U. Jennie sat on the couch with Vienna, Jimin, Taehyung, and Hobi while the rest of the members sat in chairs or on the floor. Jen and Namjoon would occasionally translate to Vienna on what was going on, and the college student was eager to watch the chaos.
Creating a Twitter video, Jen spoke in her Native tongue, “ARMY, we bout to play smash bros. BTS may not be a group anymore after this. Wish us luck because friendships will be lost.”
“Let’s do this thang!” Jimin shouted in English, causing her to laugh as she stopped the video and tweeted, ‘Friendships will be lost...no hard feelings, mkay? #Jen’
For the first match, it was Jennie vs Jimin vs Namjoon vs Jin. They went to the character select menu as the epic video game music continued to play.
“Let me guess, Rosalina & Luma?” Jungkook declared.
“Damn right,” Jen replied and selected them. “I’m at my best when I use them.”
“Ahahaha, for future reference, we may have to kick some people out of Bangtan due to frustrations in this game so let’s try to have a clean and fair fight, all right?” Jin announced.
“We’re choosing the Norfair stage.” Jimin picked.
“NO!” Jen yelled.
“YES!” Namjoon yelled back
“I hate that stage! We just started playing, can we choose a more sane and civilized stage?” Miss Bangtan pleaded
“Nope! Suffer.” Namjoon laughed evilly.
Jennie shook her head in disbelief. “This is so uncharacteristic of you. I am appalled.”
3!
2!
1!
GO!
“Wait! Wait! I wasn’t ready!” Jin yelled as his character, Luigi, began to get punched around by Jimin who giggled hysterically.
Jennie decided to go on a defensive route and stay away from all the fighting until she found an opening, watching the character’s movements.
“No defensive this time, Jen Drop.” Namjoon’s character, Sonic, went right after hers as they began fighting around.
As the game went on, Jimin started laughing when his character, Yoshi, accidentally fell off the map.
“How?!” Taehyung laughed at him with Jungkook.
“It was an accident!” Jimin exclaimed
Meanwhile, Jennie managed to kick Jin off the map to eliminate him until he could respawn again.
Jin frowned. “Why, Jennie? Why would you do this? And stop taunting me, Jimin!” The oldest member yelled over their laughter.
Before they knew it, the giant lava wave began to come up to the screen while Jennie managed to kick Namjoon out of one of the safe areas so she wouldn’t get hit. But suddenly he paused the game
“Hey! We are not doing this, you can’t do that!” she shouted.
“What are you talking about!?” Namjoon shouted back, trying to look innocent.
“Stop pausing the game!” 
“I accidentally pressed pause!”
“Stop lying!”
Namjoon unpaused the game and managed to get into the safe area with her while the lava wave came through. Unfortunately for Jin, he spawned just in time for his character to get hit again, knocking him out of the match again as everyone laughed at him.
“This is how you treat the oldest?” Jin asked.
Near the end of the round, Jennie and Namjoon were the final ones in the match, with Namjoon occasionally trying to find slick ways to cheat by messing with her controller and pausing the game constantly to distract her. The lava wave in the game came once again and he managed to make her character face its wrath, to win the match.
‘GAME! The winner is! Sonic!’
“Looks like I won!” He happily announced
“What is you talkin’ about!?” Jennie yelled. “Friggin cheater!”
Next was Yoongi vs Jungkook vs Taehyung vs Namjoon, who battled each other in the Final Destination stage. After giving her controller to Taehyung, Jen watched as Jungkook used Mario to trash his opponents.
“Can you at least go easy on me!?” Namjoon exclaimed.
“I don’t think that’s happening,” Yoongi replied.
With no surprise, the Golden Maknae won the match and proceeded to take on Hobi, Taehyung, and Jimin this time. Before Jen knew it, it was her turn to play again. She ended up groaning when she watched Jungkook select Ganondorf as his character.
“Why?” She complained. “Why would you do this? I hate playing against him, he’s so damn hard!”
“Exactly why I picked him.” The Golden Maknae smirked, still proud of his winning streak. 
He had won four games straight.
She rolled her eyes and selected the Wuhu Island. As the match began, the players continued to fight around the platforms that were moving occasionally.
“Stop trying to take me out, Kook!” She attempted to evade his attacks before he could take her off the map. “I hate you, he got me struggling over here with this character.”
Unluckily for her, her character fell into the water and sank down, getting taken out as she rolled her eyes.
Hobi, playing as Ryu from Street Fighter, begins to shout, “Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Hadoken! Ha-“
“Shut up!” Yoongi shouted, causing him to squeal in surprise.
As the match went on, Jungkook caught Jennie with his final smash as she angrily handed the controller to Namjoon. 
“Fuck outta here!” She snapped while Jungkook laughed hysterically.
It was down to Jungkook and Hobi. The members mainly cheered on Hobi because they wanted to see Jungkook lose.
“Did he get him?! He did!” Jimin yelled when Hobi hit Jungkook with the final smash, beating him as everyone cheered.
“You sure you don’t want to play?” Jen asked Vienna.
“Why not?” She took Jungkook’s controller after Jen told him to give it to her. ”I don’t know how to play, though.”
After Jen told her the basic moves, Vienna chose Kirby to go up against Yoongi, Hobi, and Taehyung. They battled at Hyrule Castle 64 as the main theme of The Legend of Zelda played.
“W-wait stop falling off the edge of the map. Jump up! ” Jen laughed and tried to coach her sister. 
After a few moments, she continued to get the hang of it, taking out Yoongi’s Pikachu character.
“What? That connected?” Vienna asked, bewildered.
“You knocked him out of the map but the battle isn’t over yet, keep fighting.” Jen encouraged.
“That’s some disrespect, right there,” Vienna complained when her character was taken out the map by Taehyung.
“Ah, fuck this game!” Yoongi rage quit and handed the controller to Jin instead so he could take over. He got frustrated when he kept getting beaten down by everyone.
“Really, hyung?” Jimin giggled.
“He’s just a little upset.” Namjoon teased.
When Vienna suddenly realized that she won the game, beating Taehyung, she responded in shock, “Wait, I won?!”
“Good job!” Taehyung happily said, placing his hand out for her to high five him, while the rest of the members applauded her efforts.
“Thank you! Good game!” She beamed and turned to Jennie. “That was fun! You’re in good hands here. I like their vibe, up close and personal. It’s like you’re not away from family.”
Jen returned her smile and nodded. “Thanks, Vee. I agree.”
“All right, let’s play teams now,” Jimin announced.
“I call Jungkook.” Jennie declared, high fiving the Golden Maknae.
“NO!” Namjoon and Jimin shout.
“Noooooooooo~!” Taehyung and Hobi complained
“Absolutely not.” Jin shook his head
“Hell no,” Yoongi added.
“And why not?” Jungkook asked with irritation while Jennie scowled at the members’ disapproval of her choice of partner.
“No JenKook for this because you always win together. Change it up.” Namjoon demanded which caused the 97 Liners to look displeased by their demands.
“I call Jennie!” Taehyung shouted and clung to her.
“What...?” Jungkook frowned, narrowing his eyes at the 95 Liner. “How come he gets to-“
“And I call Jungkook~!” Jimin hugged him as Jungkook let out an exasperated sigh. 
Jen shot Jungkook an apologetic smile and prepared to play.
Jennie and Taehyung battle against Jin and Namjoon, easily getting a win when Jen took out both of her opponents with Rosalina & Luma’s final smash.
“No! No!” Jin complained
“OP! That is OP! So overpowered!” Namjoon shouted.
Miss Bangtan danced in victory with Tae, ignoring their protests, “Hey! Hey! Hey!”
As an hour went by, Jimin spoke, “I want to see Jungkook and Jennie battle each other.” 
His idea made the 97 Liners' interest rise as they glanced at each other.
“I’m down, are you?” Jen asked.
“Bring it on.” The Golden Maknae responded.
Jennie chose the same character while Jungkook chose Shulk. For their first battle, they chose the Gaur Plain stage as the theme played.
3!
2!
1!
GO!
As soon as the fight began, Jennie and Jungkook clashed, trying to get as many hits as possible while avoiding falling off the map. Jungkook managed to juggle Jennie up in the air with perfectly timed strikes before blasting her off the map. A confident smirk came across his lips as he waited for her character to respawn.
Jennie kept calm, making sure to keep a cool head while fighting back. Her heart began to race faster as they continued to play, aiming to win. The members watched them game keenly, with no words spoken as they watched them back and forth.
Jungkook managed to knock her off the map to win the game as she roughly ran a hand over her face.
Frustration was clear on her face for a moment before she got calm again. They played again, picking the same stage. Jen glanced at the top of the screen to see and hear, Mechanical Rhythm, playing in the background for the stage, setting the mood for a more aggressive gameplay
“And she’s getting mad.” Jungkook teased, trying to get under her skin.
Jennie decided to ignore him and remained focused. 
All that was heard was the rapid button mashing and battle cries of their characters. Once she began to continuously strike his character off the map, the Golden Maknae began to become vigilant of the direction of the battle.
'She got this,' Vienna thought as she watched her sister focus.
"See ya!" Jen lightly said once she swiftly got behind his character and kicked him straight to the sky for a finishing blow.
"Shit!" Jungkook shouted.
‘GAME!’
“YES!” she shouted, standing up and fist pumped.
“AHHHHHHHHH!” the members yelled, jumping up and down while Vienna grinned and applauded.
The winner is, Rosalina & Luma!
The Golden Maknae was visibly disappointed by his loss, remaining silent while everyone celebrated her victory.
“Final round! Who will win?” Jin laughed
“That was just luck. I let you win.” Jungkook responded.
“We’ll see about that in the final round,” Jen replied.
For the final round, they fought furiously, both equally matched. Once they saw the smash ball spawn, they aimed to hit it. She managed to destroy the smash ball just before him and caught him in Rosalina’s final smash. She watched as Luma expanded bigger and started to repeatedly attack Jungkook’s character, boosting up his percentage rate and then he was blasted out of the map
GAME!
“WOO!” She jumped up.
“OH MAH GOD!” Jimin yelled while the rest of the members started yelling and jumping up and down with her
“She beat Jungkook!” Jin celebrated
Jungkook placed his controller down and huffed, displeased at his loss while some of the members teased him by shaking him while laughing at him. 
Jennie took a seat right next to him on the carpet with her phone in her hand. She took a victory selfie with a bright smile on her face with an annoyed Jungkook in the background. 
She tweeted, ‘#Bodied’
Standing up, Jungkook grabbed a pillow and tossed it across the room before going straight to his room while everyone continued laughing
“Ahahahahaha! Yooooooo! He tossed the pillow!” Vienna cackled. “He’s so mad.”
After another hour of gaming, everyone decided to head off to bed. Jennie let Vienna sleep in her bed while she took a visit to Jungkook’s room, wondering if he was still upset that he lost. She’d be feeling the same way since they both enjoy winning.
Who doesn’t like to win?
Shutting his door after walking inside, she saw him sulking while playing on his phone. He was still feeling bitter about the loss.
“So, we not friends, now?” she teased and took a seat on his bed. 
Instead of replying, he ignored her and placed the covers over himself.
“I hope you know that won’t get rid of me.” she grabbed his covers and got in the bed with him, facing his back. He sighed and tried to move away but she moved against him, hugging him from behind. “We still not friends?”
Ignored again.
She suddenly pressed her soft lips to his cheek, taking him by surprise. 
“How about now?” she asked but didn't get a response. 
The Golden Maknae felt his cheeks warm up but he continued to be stubborn while pondering if she’d kiss him, again. Seconds later, he felt those lips against his cheek repeatedly.
“Now?” She asked again.
Kiss.
“Now?”
Kiss.
“How about now?”
Kiss.
“Now?”
Kiss.
“Now?”
Kiss.
“What about now?”
Kiss.
“How about now?”
Kiss.
“Now?”
It was getting harder to ignore her as he was greeted by her kisses all over his face. He was losing the battle in fighting the big grin appearing on his face.
“I see that smile! Now answer, we still friends?” she spoke and he tried to ignore her again. “I’ll stay here all night if I have to. I guess I have to be the big spoon, so be it. So, we still not friends? I know you hear me.”
She laughed, snuggling up against him tightly as he started forgetting about his anger from losing the game.
Jungkook sighed and turned around, wrapping an arm around her to bring her to his chest. 
“I can’t stay mad at you...” He grumbled.
“Good. Now good night.” She snuggled against him.
“Y-you’re staying?”
“And having to deal with Vienna’s wild sleeping? I think not. Besides I like sleeping with you. You’re so warm and comfortable. Like a friggin human heater. Unless you want me to leave-“
“Stay, please,”
The next morning, Jungkook woke up with Jennie sleeping on his chest. He briefly watched her sleep and smiled. He pondered what it’d be like to wake up to this every day if they were a couple. Good morning kisses were guaranteed as well as him trying to make her stay in bed with him.
Gently moving her, he got out of bed and placed the covers on her. Stretching his arms, he headed out of the room, noticing that Jin already made breakfast because of the smell of food. Saying their good mornings, Jungkook grabbed a plate and took it back to his room, placing it on his nightstand for Jen to eat.
When he went back into the kitchen, he noticed Vienna sitting by the table, eating with Jin while trying to speak English with him.
Vienna noticed Jungkook and smiled warmly. 
“Hey. Morning.” she greeted while Jin went to make plates for the members when they woke up.
“Good morning!” Jungkook greeted while smiling shyly.
She typed something in her phone and slid it to him. He looked at it and it read, ‘Sorry for the language barrier. I don’t know Korean but found this app to help translate. I’ll cut right to the chase. There’s been a question I’ve been wanting to ask you since I met you. You like my sister, don’t you?’
He looked up, surprised, and averted his eyes, looking shy. 
That immediately gave her an answer.
She chuckled and typed something else on her phone before sliding it back to him.
‘I’m not angry. I’m happy. I love my sister and I would do anything for her. And watching you...I see that your feelings are genuine and that you deeply care for her. You’ll make a cute couple. You have my full support. :)’
He read and looked up, nodding. “Th-thank you.” He responded softly.
“You’re welcome,” she replied and went back to eating.
After breakfast, Jennie and Vienna hang out in Seoul to bond. When they were shopping at a local store, Jen had found an emoji head and tried it on. 
Vienna thought it was funny and took a photo, posting it on her Instagram with the caption, ‘My heart &lt;;3’
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Not long after, Alani facetimed Vienna. “Oh gosh, I guess she saw the post.” Vienna laughed and accepted the call. 
The screen revealed Alani shaking her head while Jennie popped up next to Vienna, waving.
“Yo, I hate y’all...skipping class, Vienna? Leaving ME to present our project!?” Alani yelled. “Ima kill you when you come back! Are you kidding me!?”
“Wait you left Alani with your project?” Jen exclaimed
“Well...I mean...I did my part.” Vienna grinned sheepishly
“Yes, this girl left me to present alone!” Alani yelled angrily.
“It’s good practice for what you want to do.” Vienna shrugged. “Don’t be a snitch and tell mom or dad. I’ll be home soon.”
“I cannot believe you! I could’ve gone with you!”
Jen was surprised by her statement while Vienna laughed. “That wasn’t what I was expecting.” 
"Hey! I can be rebellious, too!" Alani exclaimed. 
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Later that day, an African American female college student hung around Dunkin Donuts, filming a vlog for her YouTube channel. She was with two of her American friends, a guy and another girl, who sipped on their coffee, eating breakfast sandwiches.
“Hey guys, we are back with another video. It is day 3 of us being in Seoul, and we’re here eating Dunkin Donuts. Say hi!” she panned the camera to her friends and they rambled about their excitement for their upcoming semester of studying abroad.
While her friends were talking, she turned to do more people watching but froze when she noticed Jennie.
“Wait a minute is that-oh my God, guys, I think that’s Jennie from BTS.,” she said quickly with a whisper. She panned her camera to Miss Bangtan and Vienna who were waiting for their order. “What the heck is she doing here!?”
Her two friends widened their eyes and covered their mouths. 
“Holy sh-no way is that really her?” her female friend exclaimed as their hearts started racing.
“Guys, we are in the same building as Miss Bangtan, how great is this?” her guy friend responded.
“Should we say hi?” the Youtuber pondered.
“No! We should be respectful.” Her female friend disapproved.
“And miss an opportunity to say hey to our favorite K-pop idol? Hell no, I want to say hi. We’re not screaming in her face or anything.” her male friend said.
“I dunno...should we?” the Youtuber wondered.
“We should do it.”
“Won’t it be rude?”
“Yelling and screaming in excitement in her face is. But as long as we’re not too crazy, I honestly don’t see what the problem is with approaching your favorite idol.”
“Jennie looks so mad though, should we approach her?” the female friend added.
“Remember that Jen always says that she has a resting bitch face?” the Youtuber brought up.
“True...”
The Youtuber handed her friends the camera and she got out of her seat, making her way to Jennie. Butterflies were in her stomach as she inched closer to her idol. She even went over what she planned to say in her head.
When the Youtuber watched Jennie and Vienna turn around, she froze as she locked eyes with Miss Bangtan. 
“Um-I uh, annyeongh-hello-haseyo-um-i uh-hi.” She stuttered, trying to say hello.
“Hi.” Jennie let out a chuckle. “You good, girl?”
“I can’t even speak, right now. If I can’t even speak in my own language, what makes me think I can speak in Korean?” the fan sighed. “I’m sorry, I just wanted to say hi, I can’t believe you are in front of me. I’m trying to create a Vlog for YouTube and then you showed up, throwing me off guard with your beauty and I’m just embarrassing myself in front of you.”
“Awww thank you! You don’t have to be so nervous. You’re fine! I encourage fans to say hi!” Jen reassured while the girl’s two friends appeared next to her, nervously saying hi. “How are you guys? You eat this morning?”
“Yes, we did. We’re college students. Studying abroad.”
“Wow, really? When did you come to Korea?” 
“A few days before to know our surroundings until it’s time for the Fall semester to start.”
“Wow, enjoy it to the fullest. I always hear that some people want to get closer to their favorite K-Pop idols and all while being here but still take time to learn the culture and go sightseeing. Learn the history and even more of the language. It’s a beautiful place and South Korea isn’t just about K-Pop, you feel me?”
“Definitely. You inspired me to study abroad here. I was always nervous to step out of my comfort zone and go to another country. But when you did it, especially at a young age, away from family, it motivated me. This is my second time studying abroad. I went to Spain last summer. I’m glad I did it, I’m learning a lot about myself and trying new things. Now I’m a senior in college, here in Seoul.”
“Wow, that means so much to me. It’s good to get out there, you will learn a lot. I always think it’s fascinating to learn about other cultures. Especially the food, that’s always a plus. Do you know some Korean?”
“Only the basics.” the YouTuber’s female friend responded while their guy friend agreed.
“I’m at an intermediate level but I’m so nervous to be in front of you, I couldn’t show you my Korean skills or even speak in proper English.” the Youtuber responded which made Jennie laugh at the way she said her statement.
“We managed to grab seats for ISAC, too!” the male friend beamed
“No way, for real? That’s dope. Make sure you cheer on Bangtan.”
After she took photos with the three students and did a quick shoutout when being filmed for the vlog, Jennie offered them some of her munchkins and wrote encouraging messages on their notebooks with an autograph.
‘Don’t stay in your dorm during your semester. Go out, take the train and travel around South Korea!’
‘This is a great experience to learn more about yourself and another country’s culture. Enjoy every second of it and have a blast.‘
‘Cherish the people you meet along your journey here in Seoul. Learn something new while you are here.’
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Just before the ISAC event, Big Hit released a Bangtan Bomb called, ‘Training Smartie for ISAC 2015’
The video contained multiple clips of the members overexaggerating and eagerly yelling words of encouragement while training her.
As she lifted weights, the members would yell encouraging words such as, “Let’s go smartie!”, “Let’s go! Feel the power!”, “Believe in the power!” and she managed not to laugh at their yells as they jumped up and down.
For a bonus clip, Jennie was seated at the table with Suga and Jungkook next to her. She began eating a big plate of Lamb Skewers while Suga and Jungkook cheered her on.
“Eat!”
“You got this! You got this!”
“Chew it well!”
“You must eat well for wrestling!”
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On the day of the event, Bangtan arrived, already in their assigned outfits while Vienna walked with Jennie.
“I don’t know what the hell is going on. What are they saying? And why do they keep staring? It’s starting to piss me off-excuse me don’t touch my hair!” Vienna exclaimed.
Jennie cringed and pulled her away. She turned to one of the staff members and bowed slightly. 
“Please don’t touch our hair without our permission. It’s rude, all right?” she responded in Korean.
“Is that your real hair?” the staff member asked.
“Yes. It is our natural, real hair,” she responded as they looked amazed and confused.
As the two sisters walked away, Vienna mentioned, “I don’t want no one looking at me cross-eyed. It’s rude to stare.”
“I mean...you’ll get used to it. It can be annoying,"
Around 300 idols made of ten teams were participating today and it was packed with various fandoms supporting their favorite groups. Once Jennie escorted Vienna to sit with the Big Hit staff on the seats, she waited for the event to start.
She stood with Bangtan backstage, waiting for their team to be called out so they could walk out.
“Now the players are entering.” The commentators announced.
“Team Female-vengers: Kara, Rainbow, Dal shabet, EXID, Minx, GFriend.” was the second team announced.
“Ah, Hayoon~.” Jennie beamed when she saw her happily walk out with G-Friend.
“How you feeling?” Rapmon stood next to her.
“Nervous but excited too. I really hope I do well in these two games. Wrestling and volleyball? I trained as hard as I could for this. I have a great feeling about this ISAC.”
“You’ll make Bangtan proud no matter what happens. Just keep a cool head and remember what we told you.”
“Ditto.”
“Team Who’s your boss: Noel, Wonder Girls, Jeong Jinwoon, Changmin, Lee Hyun, MissA, Baek A-yeon, BTS, Bestie, GOT7.” was announced next as they walked out. 
BTS walked out with big smiles on their faces, while Jennie looked on amazed at how many people showed up this time.
On the electronic display, it showed various idols. When it showed Jennie, who wasn’t aware that she was shown at first, ARMY screamed loud and proud. Jin nudged her and pointed up at the screen. She looked up and widened her eyes, chuckling before waving.
The fact that she was on the same team as Wonder Girls was astounding and she was even on a volleyball team with two of the members. It’ll be a great experience.
After saying the oath, the event started with Women’s Ssireum. There were teams consisting of three members and they played the best out of three. The time of play is one minute and 30 seconds. Jennie was teamed up with Baek A-Yeon and Haeryung from Bestie. They were stretching together and talking strategy.
For the preliminaries, Kyoungri from Nine Muses went up against Hyerin from EXID for the first match. Jennie was standing around with Bangtan, focused as she watched them closely.
“Breathe,” Namjoon said encouragingly behind her and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t be discouraged. They’re not ready for Miss Bangtan.”
“Thanks.” she smiled and they took a seat.
Jungkook sat next to her as they watched closely at the two wrestling. Hyerin had attacked by effortlessly using her feet to trip Kyoungri down in 2.06 seconds.
“You see how she goes for the legs?” Jungkook pointed out. “She aims to trip her opponents. Watch your feet if you go up against her.”
“All right,” she responded.
“Do all that you can to stay on your feet. When you see an opening go for the takedown,”
Throughout the entire round of Nine Muses and EXID, Jungkook pointed some stuff out to pay attention to, mentioning strategies on how to take on the girls. Fansites that attended ISAC, filmed the BTS members and updated their Twitter accounts on what was going on. Once they snapped a photo of JenKook watching closely, with Jungkook whispering strategy in her ear, they tweeted the photos with the caption, ‘Mentor and student. JenKook look focused!’
Fans would immediately tweet,
‘97Liners, I ship!'
'If he whispered in my ear, I would’ve DIED! How can she just sit there so calm?'
'Jungkook is such a great mentor!'
'There is no way she was that calm when you have the golden Maknae whispering in your ear’
'He was probably giving her advice on the wrestling. Y'all thirsty! It ain’t that deep!’
Matches such as Girl's Day vs AOA, Apink vs Red Velvet, Tara vs Secret, and Mamamoo vs Sistar occurred until it was time for Jen’s team to go up against G-Friend. AOA, APink, T-ara, Nine Muses and Mamamoo all advanced to the semi round and it was down to either G-Friend or Bestie/Baek A-Yeon & Jennie. Umji, Eunha, and Yerin represented G-Friend in this match.
“First we have the plucky Miss Bangtan representing BTS and is teaming up with Baek A-Yeon and Haeryung. Last year, she had a running relay and fell down.” the commentators recapped, showing her falling on the screen.
The sight of her falling, caused Jen to roll her eyes, seeming irritated at the sight. They were doing her dirty because she fell. It was over and done with. 
“They really bringing up this crap again?” she grumbled under her breath, shaking her head.
She stepped up on the platform while Yerin waited for her with a bright smile since they were great friends. The two winked at each other before giggling.
“Go, Jennie! Go, Yerin!” Hayoon, along with the other G-Friend members cheered. 
Jen exhaled and glanced at Jungkook who gave her a reassuring smile.
“You got this. Remember what I told you,” he mouthed and she responded with a curt nod and turned back to Yerin.
The two of them bowed to each other and positioned themselves while kneeling.
“JENNNIEEEEEEEEEEE~!” Jimin yelled with Taehyung, applauding.
“Munchkin! Munchkin! Munchkin!” Hobi chanted while Rapmon and Suga laughed with one another, feeling second-hand embarrassment.
“Miss Bangtan has quite the fanboys, it seems. Who will win? Jennie or Yerin?” the announcers wondered.
Once the whistle blew, Jennie immediately used her strength to lift Yerin high in the air and slammed her down on the mat. 
Jungkook slapped his hands together and stood up with a big grin on his face, fist pumping.
“Yes!” he yelled.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!” Bangtan jumped up, applauding her victory while ARMY and the rest of Bangtan supporters began screaming for her.
Yerin started laughing, covering her face while Jennie helped her up. 
“You all right, sis?” she hugged her.
“Yes, I’m fine. You’re so strong.” Yerin giggled.
“Wow! That power!” the commentators exclaimed as they went to a slow-motion replay. “The strength of Miss Bangtan should not be underestimated!”
“Winner! BTS’ Jennie!” was announced as male idols watched the performance, surprised and mesmerized. 
Some were whispering to themselves about her and smirking in approval.
“Atta girl!” Zico from Block B, shouted, cheering her on with the rest of the Block B members.
GOT7 also became her cheerleaders as Bam Bam stared at her with heart eyes, placing a hand over her heart. 
“I think I’m in love,” Bam Bam mentioned to Jackson, who cackled at him, slapping his arm.
As the fansites filmed videos and posted it on their social media, as fans commented,
‘Some of the boys look pleased’
'So who is gonna be the next idol to speak on how much they admire Jen? Cause some of them are staring hard af and I'm here for it'
‘Hahaha some of the guys look like they wanna marry her’
‘Bam Bam watching with that pleased look on his face, ahahah.’
‘Sexy, beautiful and powerful! Go gurl!
‘She FLEW HER DOWN! DAMN’
‘The girls’ faces hahaha they look so scared to face her now’
‘Look at her face in the beginning! She looked like, “Oh shit, I’m dead.’
‘I’m ready to see Jennie at Wrestlemania now.’
‘She took that so seriously ahaha.’
‘Can Jennie throw me like that too!?’
‘Force to be reckoned with! She didn’t come to play! She definitely redeemed herself from last time.’
‘How did she get so strong!? OMG Jungkook what have you been teaching her!?’
‘Flipped her like pancakes. Didn’t even last two seconds!’
‘She-she just picked her up and slammed her down in 2.0 seconds!’
‘I blinked and Yerin was on the mat. What happened!?’
‘I love how the guys are smiling so hard.’
‘That Captain America strength right there! Miss Bangtan 100%! Represent us!’
Jennie was smiling brightly at the cheers and applauds for her efforts as she bowed and waved. 
After leaving the mat, Hayoon ran up to her to hug her. “That was amazing!” she said and started giving her repeated kisses on her cheek.
After speaking with G-Friend, Jennie went back to Bangtan who had given her high fives and compliments such as, “Well done.” And “You’ve worked hard.”
“You did it!” Jungkook high fived her and pulled her to his chest for a warm hug.
“We did it.” she corrected him as she wrapped her arms around his back. The rest of the members joined in for a group hug before sitting back down to watch the rest of her team wrestle.
She cheered on Baek A-Yeon as she went up against Umji and managed to slam her down on the mat to make her team advance to the semi-round. 
“Yeah!” Jennie jumped up and ran up to Baek A-Yeon with Haeryung to celebrate their advancement.
As the last round started, Jennie sat back down with Taehyung wrapping his arms around her from behind, sitting behind her. Jimin sat in front of her, laying his back between her legs while Jungkook hugged Taehyung from behind.
They watched as Baek A-Yeon went up against Sung-a from Nine Muses and lost the match when she was slammed down. 
Jennie stood up and walked to the mat, preparing to wrestle Sojin. They bowed to each other and got in position.
As soon as the whistle blew, Sojin tried to catch her off guard by going after her legs but Jennie stood her ground and lifted her up to slam her down within five seconds.
“Sorry.” Jennie grinned and helped her up while Sojin reassured her that she was fine.
The fansites had filmed Jungkook smiling proudly and in the end, Jen’s team had won a Bronze medal for their efforts when Haeryung fell short against her opponent. After they received their bronze medals, Haeryung began to cry. 
“Wait, why are you crying?” Jennie went to console her with Baek A-Yeon.
“I let the team down. I’m sorry,” she responded, sadly.
“Hey, you did not let us down. We tried our best and we had fun. Thank you for your hard work. You’ve done well, girl. Don't even worry about it.” she reassured her, wiping her tears as the fansites filmed their conversation.
The three ladies join in for a group hug, thanking each other for a job well done for wrestling.
When the interaction was posted on Twitter, people praised Jennie's kindness and sportsmanship.
While soccer began, Jennie chilled with Bangtan, taking out her bun. Before she prepared to fix it, Taehyung grabbed her hair tie and got behind her, fixing her bun for her. She was surprised at how delicate he was to not hurt her. He placed her hair in a high bun and got in front of her to place a strand of curls on each side. Once he was done, he patted her head and smiled.
She took out her phone and checked it out. “This looks really good, Tae.”
Wandering around after catching up with some idol friends, Jennie decided to finally approach The8, greeting him in Chinese. 
“I only know a little bit of Chinese but I will try to learn more so there can be less of a language barrier between us.” her Chinese was broken but he smiled at her efforts and managed to understand her clearly.
‘Wow...handsome.” he responded in English which caused her to chuckle
“Beautiful.” she corrected.
“Sorry, sorry.” he bowed, feeling embarrassed.
“It’s all right. Can you recommend me some Chinese dishes I should try? I love Chinese food.” 
“Yes, of course!” he started naming some of his favorite dishes. 
As they spoke, Joshua approached them and greeted them.
“Hey! Great job on the wrestling.” Joshua said in English.
“Oh, thank you! I had a blast. You’re Joshua, right?”
“Yeah, it’s nice to finally meet Miss Bangtan. I’m actually from Los Angeles.”
“Ah, west coast. I’m from the east. East side is better just so you know.” she teased and they shared a laugh. “The both of you two are so cute.” she pointed at the both of them.
“You’re cute, too. The8 is really fond of you. He always talks about how kind and hardworking you are.” he gestured while The8 was looking at them back and forth, confused since they were speaking in English.
“I saw the video. It always gives me a giddy feeling when people tell me that. It makes me feel really good. Hey, can I have your Kakao Talk?”
“Yeah, of course.” he took out his phone
“I want your Kakao Talk too, The8.” she gestured to him and he took out his phone. 
After getting each other's Kakao Talk, Jennie continued to bring The8 into their conversation.
“Joshua also plays the guitar. We saw your V-Live. You were great.” The8 smiled.
“Really? Thank you! Oh gosh, I feel so embarrassed, I didn’t think some idols would watch it too.” she responded.
As she continued to wander around, she even met Yeeun from CLC, remembering that Yeeun was eager to meet her. They compared their classes for the upcoming school year and noticed that they’ll be sharing a few classes together. They will definitely have more time to hang out and get to know each other.
Throughout the event, Hayoon would cling to Jennie, hugging her from behind, while she laughed.
“Why are you affectionate, today? You must want something.” she assumed, since last time she wanted some of her smarties.
“No, I’m just happy to see you. I haven’t seen you in a while.” Hayoon replied.
While she was being hugged, Jennie would look around at the crowd and noticed fans wearing USA clothing and waving American flags to represent her. She smiled and pointed them out, feeling even more good about herself. She even spotted Vienna in the crowd and waved, blowing kisses.
“LOVE YOU!” Vienna shouted from her seat. The college student noticed some ARMY trying to get her attention. “I don’t speak Korean but it looks like you want to take a selfie, so sure.” she gestured for them to give her their phones.
Jennie and Jimin migrated to the basketball court to support Suga who was currently warming up for the basketball finals match. Jimin and Jennie were standing where the staff seats were while she took photos on her phone.
“Suga got this in the bag. He should be fine.” Jennie said.
“Yes!” Jimin praised when they watched Suga make a shot in the basket while practicing.
When the game started, Jennie and Jimin became cheerleaders for the Daegu rapper.
“MIN YOONGI~!” Jimin shouted. “Lee Changmin! Jung Jinwoon! Lee Hyun-hyungnim!”
“WOO HOOOOOOOOO! YEAH!” Jennie shouted. “YOU GOT THIS FAM! I SEE YOU BOO, I SEE YOU!”
Suga had put his head down, while his teammates started laughing at their enthusiasm for their groupmate.
Due to their heated cheers, Jimin and Jennie sat on the sidelines to watch the game. Every time Suga’s team made a shot, Jimin and Jennie would jump up from their seats and cheer.
“That’s my Suga!” Jennie shouted proudly, happily applauding. “I am a proud little sister!”
“Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi! Yoon! Gi!” Jennie and Jimin chanted as the game progressed.
Yoongi’s team ended up winning and earning gold medals.
Before Jennie knew it, it was time for Volleyball as she stood backstage with the stylists, preparing her outfit. She wore a long sleeve shirt and black shorts with knee pads. When Jennie put on the shorts, she noticed they were a bit too small.
“Ah...I told you to get a bigger size. My ass is bigger than you Korean women. And I have wider hips.” she exclaimed while the stylists giggled.
“We came prepared, don’t worry.” 
They brought in a backup pair which fit much better. She checked out her outfit in the mirror and turned around to look at her behind. 
“All right, it’s covering up everything. Ah, I’m freaking out.” Jennie rambled.
When she was all dressed up, she walked to the gym, where the volleyball court was already put up. She gathered around the members as they helped prepare her.
“Ready, sweetie?” Jin smiled.
“A little nervous.”
“You’ll be just fine.” Yoongi patted her on the back
Taehyung gave her water while Jimin began massaging her shoulders to help her relax.
“I have the tape.” Namjoon brought up and grabbed one of her hands while Hobi grabbed her other hand to start taping her fingers.
“Remember, be careful, spike some balls and win.” Jungkook reminded her. “Use your golden defense skills.”
“I’ll be sure to do that and more.” she nodded.
Hobi cupped her face, pressing his lips to her forehead. He smiled softly, “You got this, Jennie! Show those ladies why Bangtan is great!”
She nodded and started to grin, high fiving each member before walking up to the court to meet with her teammates.
Representing Team Who’s The Boss, Jennie teamed with Baek A-Yeon, Hyelim & Yubin from Wonder Girls and Min and Suzy from Miss A. Their opponents were from Team the Return of The King which consisted of Hyuna & Gayoon from 4Minute, Yeeun & Seunghee from CLC, and Hayoung and Naeyun from APink.
“Here we are! This is the first time we are having a volleyball event at ISAC. Miss Bangtan will be starting to serve, representing Team Who’s the Boss.” The commentators mentioned over the roaring cheers of the audience.
Jennie exhaled sharply, as her heart raced while having the ball in her hands. 
‘I can do this...’ she gave herself words of encouragement. 
Just before she could serve, she heard loud screaming.
“JENNNNNNNNNNIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE~! You Got this!! Goooooooo
Jennnnnnnniiiieeeeeeeee~!”
The screaming caught her by surprise and she turned around sharply to see Jimin, J-Hope, and Yoongi hollering for her. Rap Monster had facepalmed, shaking his head while Jin and Jungkook were giggling, clapping to themselves.
Her teammates began giggling at her enthusiastic group members and thought it was cute that they were cheering her on. 
Jennie had let out a loud laugh and blew some kisses at Bangtan before turning back to her opponents.
“GO JENNIE!” another scream caught her by surprise but this time it was actually from Hayoon who was standing on the sidelines with the rest of GFriend, cheering her on. 
She had shyly looked down after screaming so loudly but Jennie had appreciated her cheers.
‘Okay...let’s do this.’ she began bouncing the volleyball by slapping it with her palm as it hit the ground then back to her palm, numerous times. 
The loud sound began to intimidate her opponents as they tried to get ready.
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Raising the ball in the air, she jumped up high for a powerful spike. The ball ended up hitting the ground on the other side before the opposing team could hit it and Jennie earned a point for her team. Loud screams from ARMY were heard around the arena while some watched, stunned at the spike.
“YES! That is my child! I raised her! That is my beautiful little girl!” Jin yelled happily.
“WOOOOOOO! ATTA GIRL!” Namjoon shouted. 
A proud smile came across Jungkook’s lips as he nodded in approval, applauding her efforts. 'That's my Jennie,' he thought proudly.
“Whaaaaaaa, what a powerful strike from Jennie of BTS! Wow!” the commentators went on.
She was surprised as her teammates went to hug her. “I can’t believe I got that.” she started laughing while Yubin and Hyelim smiled sweetly, patting her on the back.
The game progressed with Bangtan watching closely as they saw the concentration in her eyes. They admired her efforts because she truly had worked hard. Jen soared with her defensive skills as she effortlessly blocked the ball, which caused some of her opponents to get annoyed that they couldn’t get a point.
“Ah, Jennie, stop blocking my spikes!” Hyuna whined.
“Not sorry.” Jennie replied with a grin.
“Are you seeing this!? Are you seeing this!?” Taehyung grabbed onto Jimin and started shaking him. “She keeps blocking the ball! They’re gonna win!”
“WOOOOO! Go, Jen!” Jackson, Bam Bam and Mark became some of her hypemen throughout the match.
Jen’s forearms began to sting from the constant hitting of the ball as the game went on. Her team was well in the lead, thanks to Yubin and Suzy soaring in setting the ball for their teammates to spike, Hyelim being great at passing the ball to her teammates and Baek A-Yeon specializing in spiking with Min. Jennie had made sure to jump up and throw her hands up to block the ball whenever she could with her teammates, which helped tremendously in the game.
"Miss Bangtan's defense is dangerous," the commentators pointed out at how effortless she made blocking for her team.
Once Hayoung served the ball, Hyelim managed to hit the ball, passing it to Suzy who managed to hit the ball over the net. Yeeun dove down, hitting the ball as she connected with the floor while Gayoon passed the ball to Naeyun. Naeyun spiked the ball and Min hit the ball back. Yubin and Baek A-Yeon watched it fly near them and Baek A-Yeon managed to set the ball. 
“All yours, Jennie!” she gestured as Miss Bangtan jumped up and spiked the ball across the court.
Once they saw that the ball hit the floor before their opponents could hit it, they happily yelled in excitement.
“YES!” Jen screamed and fist pumped over the loud cheers and screams from the crowd. 
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She started jumping up and down while her teammates threw themselves at her, and they all fell to the floor while hugging. When they got back on their feet, they celebrated all around the arena while Jen did aerial cartwheels around the arena in celebration.
Bangtan started laughing wholeheartedly that she still had the energy to jump and cartwheel around. They immediately ran down to the volleyball court to celebrate with her. J-Hope picked her up over his shoulders and ran around with Bangtan as they all cheered and celebrated. 
"Jennie! Jennie! Jennie!" The boys chanted.
The volleyball team received gold medals for their efforts. When the team was interviewed, Jennie thanked her teammates for working so hard to be victorious and praised them for their hard work. She had a blast with them and hopes volleyball continues to be an event in ISAC.
Meanwhile, Bam Bam had been watching her, smitten by her athleticism in the volleyball game. After some pep talk from Jackson, he finally decided to approach her, bringing a water and towel for her to wipe her sweaty face.
“Have you played volleyball, before?” he asked.
“I kid you not, this was my first actual game.”
“Wow, well you need to teach me some time because you were amazing out there.”
With the Maknae Line, Jimin was on alert when he noticed that Bam Bam was starting to flirt with her as she had covered her mouth while giggling and shyly averting her eyes. Once he nudged Taehyung and Jungkook to point out what was going on, Jungkook shot Bam Bam a sharp stare.
“All right, relax, he still has a dating ban so we should be okay,” Taehyung reassured.
“I hope so,” Jungkook grumbled.
Going backstage, Jen had Namjoon snap a photo of herself with her arms outstretched and a proud smile on her face. 
She tweets, ‘I came, I slayed, I conquered. Getting 1st place at ISAC feels so good. We winning! Yay us! #BlackGirlMagic #DidntTripThisTime #JEN’
For the final event, which was the final of Men's 400m relay, Jennie approached Jungkook from behind, placing a hand on his shoulder while smiling. “You ready?”
“I hope so. I really want to win.” he tilted his head to the side.
“You’ll do well. I’ll be waiting for you at the finish line, Golden Maknae,” she reassured him.
Those words motivated him to do well. Running and passing the finish line, to see her there, cheering him on. It brought a smile to his face.
Seventeen, B1A4, Teen Top, and BTS were the teams going up against each other. Jennie stood on the sidelines with GFriend and Yeeun.
“Let’s go Jimin!” Jennie shouted, clapping as her heart began to race. 
Once the idols started running, the arena started screaming. Jimin passed his stick to Taehyung as he dashed in his line tailing behind Sandeul from B1A4. 
“You got this Tae!” she began jumping up and down with GFriend and Yeeun.
Once Tae passed the stick to Hobi, he ran behind Jinyeong, before passing it to the last runner, which was Jungkook.
Soon as Jungkook zoomed past, everyone, he created a big gap as he aimed for the finish line. 
“Yes!” she happily yelled, continuing to watch him run. 
She started to migrate near the finish line, waiting for him to finish. ARMY began screaming as soon as Jungkook ran through the finish line. 
“The last runner from BTS is so amazing!” the commentators exclaimed while Rapmon and Jimin ran after him.
Jungkook kept running until he saw Jennie happily running towards him. He ran up to her and embraced her, rejoicing in his victory
“Ahhhh I’m so proud of you!” she wrapped her arms around his neck. 
They both felt a collision when Jimin, Rapmon, and Tae ran over, joining in the hug and they ended up tumbling onto the floor as the rest of the members joined in, laughing.
Yeeun ended up giggling with GFriend. “Ah, Jungkook and Jennie are so cute~!”
“I know! He looks so happy, too.” Eunha added with a smile.
“I haven’t told Jennie but I really ship her with Jungkook. Don’t you agree?” Hayoon asked.
“I know me too. I bet we’re not the only ones” SinB mentioned as they all agreed.
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A few days later, Jennie sat in her little studio at Big Hit with her camera videotaping her live for another V-Live. She sat in her chair, spinning around, while the views continued to multiply. She always had her V-Lives in English, enjoying speaking her primary language. But also tended to accommodate those who wanted to hear some Korean and Japanese. Some even asked for Chinese although she was still learning and needed work on it.
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After a few moments and checked out the screen and waved. “What up, what up??” she smiled.
‘BABE!’
‘Hiiiiii’
‘ahhh I love you so much!’
‘Love u JW!’
“Welcome to the Smartie Factory!” she presented. “My own little studio, haha. Just like Suga, J-Hope, and Rapmon. This is where I create my covers and work on my music. Let me give you a tour.” she took the camera and showed off the computer. “So, this is where I have all my music on. I recently transferred my stuff from my laptop. I had this studio for a few months now and finally have the chance to show it off. Remember all the stuffed animals I received on White Day? Ahahaha, they’re all happily here to cheer me on while I work.” 
After showing everything, she set it back down on the desk while she sat and faced the camera.
“Sadly, there are no Smarties, right now, I ate them all. I’m so upset, I just had some yesterday. Sometimes I think the guys steal some of my smarties because there is just no way in the world I don’t have any left.”
‘How was ISAC?’
‘I saw videos of you at ISAC! You did great!’
‘You killed it at ISAC!’
“Yes, ISAC was sooooo fun! Mad fun! I had a great time, a better time than last year. At least I didn’t fall! I was so annoyed when they kept bringing up me falling last year. Just let it go, you know?” She continued to read the comments.
“Hahaha you say that some guys were looking at me? Who? Let me know the tea.” she spoke eagerly with amusement. “And yeah, I did meet more people! I finally got to meet some Seventeen members. They’re mad cool. The8 is very kind and cute. He accidentally called me handsome when he meant to say beautiful. I am trying to learn more Chinese so I can speak with him more and also to speak with more of our Chinese ARMY. I want to be able to communicate with you all without much of a language barrier. So please bear with me. I’ll be learning. You know, I get a kick out of my friends getting so confused when I speak English. And even Korean. It’s funny to see their reaction. I feel that way too when I’m not familiar with a language.”
‘The black community is so proud of you’
‘I love your self-determination’
“Well, I’m very proud that I’m representing the black community up here.” she beamed while reading the comments.
‘Did you see a lot of ARMY at ISAC?’
“Yeah, I did see a lot of ARMY at ISAC. I even saw some of you wear some USA merch. That was really cool of you to do that. I ran into some lucky ARMY after the show. Please don’t be so nervous to talk to me. I’m just a normal person just like you, just more known for her talents, that’s all. Like say hey, I’ll say hey back. While on Tumblr, I read that our supporters would probably die or pass out or wouldn’t be able to talk in front of their favorite idols. But I don’t want to miss an opportunity to meet my passionate supporters, so please don’t feel that way. I’m human, let’s have a brief conversation and chill.”
“Oh! For a while now, I was making some of my own music,” she added. “But lately I kind of got a little discouraged. I won’t scrap it, I’ll just leave it on my computer until I find the motivation to work on it again. My goals are to create music for myself one day and release it for you.”
‘Release it!’
‘Please release it!’
‘Don’t tease us like that’
‘Do I need to fly to Korea? Release it!’
She smiled softly. “One day I’ll release it. I want to rerecord everything though. My vocals are improving, so that’s good. I had this notebook and...” she trailed off
She remembered her young self, back in Amity, constantly writing a couple of songs in her notebook. Back when the other members were getting called out to work on their solo songs. Excited and eager she was, patiently waiting for her time to share a song that she wrote. She kept the notebook to herself and didn’t tell anyone.
When Hailey found out, she wanted to use Jen’s written songs for Amity’s next album but Jen refused because she couldn’t just give songs so personal away like that. It caused more of a rift in her relationship with the group.
But before Jen knew it, she had lost the notebook right before she left the group and hadn’t seen it ever since. But then recently, with Amity’s new album out to help promote their world tour, Jen noticed that some of those songs on their album were the songs she had written in her notebook. Crazy enough, some songs were tweaked for a more sexual tone and sadly, defeated the purpose of the written songs that she spent weeks working on because she wasn’t a professional songwriter and just wrote what came to mind.
Jennie shouldn’t have been surprised but soon as she heard those familiar words, she teared up and cried in her room. It discouraged and hurt her that they would do something that. They weren’t going to let her or Angelina live it down that they wanted to leave, huh? She couldn’t do anything about it but move on. She had spoken with Namjoon about it and vented to him. Yoongi was in the studio with them and she remembered the Daegu rapper suggesting to create a diss track. But her rap skills weren’t up to par just yet to go that way. And Amity, well, they just weren’t worth it and Namjoon agreed with her reasons.
Throughout this year, Amity would constantly poke shots at her and Angelina on social media because they’ve been winning awards like the Grammys. But Jennie and Angelina wanted quality music, not quantity.
Jen wanted to sing songs that were meaningful to her. She was glad she was here because Big Hit gave her more musical freedom, unlike SongStress Entertainment. It would be a while before she could begin writing songs again. The wound had not healed yet.
She sighed and shook the negative thoughts out of her head. “I had written a couple of songs but lost the notebook to it,” she responded. “Someone that I thought I could trust, now is singing those songs that I had written. But it’s okay. I hope to make better songs. So, bear with me.”
“Why do you stay in BTS when there’s some so-called “ARMY” that won’t support you but will support the other members?” she read a question. “Well, because I love what I do. And I refuse to let someone have that power over me to stop doing what I want to do in my life. It’s crazy, people always are there to see you fall but don’t say much when they see you do your own thing and succeed. But all these antis and haters, they can take a seat and watch me thrive. I ain’t going nowhere. Oh, so I was on Tumblr, right?” 
‘Uh oh...’
‘Oh nooooo’
‘What did you see!?’
‘Hide your fanfics!’
“You guys come up with some interesting fan blog names of me. Let’s see...um...what were they? Oh yeah, Jenniesyummythighs was one. MunchkinsBooty was another.” she laughed. “Uh, IAmJenniesBoobies was another I came across. HireJennieForNike is one I really like, they really should hire me. I’d be a great model for them. I’m so enthusiastic about their product.”
‘Lmaoooooo omg’
‘Hahahahahah’
‘LOL can you blame us?’
“So, ARMY, I have a question to ask you. I’m curious. So whenever I’m on Tumblr, I usually like to check the BTS tag, right? So, um...what is this about a Sub Jennie, I’m seeing lately? Should I be concerned?” she deadpanned, looking serious with a genuine voice.
‘DEAD’
‘OH SHIZ’
‘DELETE YOUR BLOGS’
‘SHE CALLED US OUT’
‘UM’
“Uh huh. That’s what I thought. But who said I was a sub?” she asked curiously but ended up laughing at how she asserted her question, shaking her head. “I didn’t mean it like that. I meant literally, who said I was a sub? Where did that even start? Ugh, I think I accidentally just gave you story ideas. Let me be quiet. My statement came out dirtier than I intended.”
‘OMG which one are you?’
“Ah, I should keep it PG. I’m not about that life.”
‘Do you read them?’
“No, I don’t read your fanfics. That seems like taboo territory for me. I don’t want to feel some type of way around anyone you write me with but you do you guys. I like the mood boards that you make and also the fan art. I came across this Hunger Games AU mood board and I thought it was so good. I love the Hunger Games and I enjoy mood boards so make more of those, please.”
“I saved some of my favorites on my phone. I like some of these users on Instagram and follow them. Here." she pointed out some famous K-Pop fanart pages on her phone. “I will try my best to see all your stuff. If you make the hashtag #JWFanart then I’ll always check that tag on Instagram and Tumblr. I’ll like the stuff on Instagram when I can.”
“Oh, and by the way, all of your MLTs of me that I randomly came across, seem to be all wrong," she pointed out. "I remember seeing this one statement that said who is most likely to kiss first. Y’all put me allllll the way at the bottom. I highly recommend that you reconsider that. I'm not afraid to kiss somebody,"
“Another thing, why y’all think I’ll be a crazy ass girlfriend? Like jeez, I’m mad chill, I promise you. Is it because of the I Need U music video with the cheating scene? I was just acting! And who is most likely to cheat? Why did y’all put me at the TOP of the list!? Bruh! Who do you think I am?” she called them out. "Like, no! Absolutely not, you wildin’, don’t play like that!”
She laughed again. “All right, I’m done teasing. Y'all enjoy whatever your imagination takes you,"
With Jungkook, he was in the Big Hit building, in a dance studio with Jimin and Taehyung, watching her V-Live on his phone.
“What kind of girlfriend do I think I’ll be?” he watched her read a comment in Korean. “I feel like I’ll be so cheesy, to be honest. I’d like to do some nice things for my future significant other, to show how much I appreciate them. I’m not sure what yet. I’ll cross that bridge when I get there. Gosh but the thought of dating someone, I’m like, you really want to put up with me? Me? Of all people?”
“Absolutely.” the Golden Maknae spoke, answering her statement.
“I’m so weird, are you sure?”
“That makes two of us.” he continued.
“I’ll admit, sometimes I have my fears. I try not to overthink it but some days I’m like, man I hope the person I date won’t get bored of me after a while.”
“I’d never get bored of you.” He guaranteed.
“I’m pretty sure a lot of people get those thoughts and overthink things. I feel like I'm a terrible kisser and need to get better at it. I apologize in advance to my future lover.”
“It’s okay,” he murmured under his breath with a smile.
"I guess when I do date, I'll get better at kissing. So I hope my future significant other doesn't mind me kissing them a lot,"
"I'd love that," Jungkook added
Jimin and Taehyung saw Jungkook immersed on his phone with a smitten smile on his face and they decided to see what he was up to. 
“I bet he’s watching Jennie’s V-Live.” Taehyung teased.
“I know. Look at him, trying so hard not to smile.” Jimin giggled.
Jungkook glanced up and narrowed his eyes. “Shut up!” He tried to get away from them as they tried to watch what was going on.
Back to Jennie, a comment popped up and she read, “When you start dating, you’ll improve your kissing skills. You can kiss your boyfriend whenever you want.”
Jen let out a soft laugh and nodded. “Yeah, you’re right. And for those out there, don’t change yourself for anyone. It’s their loss if they can’t appreciate you for you. There will be someone out there for you, so don’t sweat it if you don’t think you won't find someone special. Be patient. It’ll be worth it.”
‘Can you please sing for us?’
“You want me to sing? It’ll cost you. How much?” She teased and took out her phone. “I’ll put my music on shuffle and see what pops up.”
The first song to come on is a rock song. “I’m a little bit of a rock and metalhead. But let’s choose another song. You know one day I would like to create some type of alternative or rock song while playing my guitar. That would be so cool. Or maybe collab with a rock band, one day. K-Rock or not, it’ll be fun. Maybe, we’ll see what the future holds. I want to be more active with my guitar. I enjoy that style of music because the guitar just sounds so good with it.”
She pressed shuffle again and Love by Keyshia Cole came on. “Ah, this song! How come all these throwbacks are popping up on my phone, huh Spotify? Really?”
She pressed shuffle again and Pon de Replay played. “Ahhhh 2005 Rihanna. This was my song!”
She started moving her shoulders, bumping to the beat. “I love Rihanna’s evolution as an artist. I hope I can have the same type of evolution as her, music and appearance wise. I want to be an amazing artist just like her! The way she thrives in so many genres of music! Nicki Minaj too! So versatile! I hope to be just like them in music. Rock Star is one of my favorites from Rihanna! I want to be a rockstar! Black women in rock are amazing! It'll be a dream to work with them! I don't care what it is. Modeling, music, anything! I adore them!"
She pressed shuffle again as Ridin by Chamillionaire popped on. “Ooh! This song too!”
She started bouncing up and down on her seat to the beat while ARMY started laughing at her enthusiasm. “They see me rollin’, they hatin’, Patrollin’ and tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. My music’s so loud, I’m swangin’. They hopin’ that they gonna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty. Tryna catch me ridin’ dirty.”
She pressed shuffle again and Right Thurr by Chingy came on. “Oh~ another throwback! I haven’t heard this in a minute! Okay, Okay, let me get back on track and stop fooling around. Let’s find a song to sing for you.”
Unconditional by Kehlani came on.
“Ah, okay, I’ll sing this. I highly recommend her music.” she looked at the camera and laughed shyly “You guys are gonna make me nervous.” she pressed her hands against her cheeks
Back to the Golden Maknae, he couldn’t contain his smile as he watched her sing sweetly to Kehlani’s song.
“Whipped!” Taehyung teased.
“Shut up!” he yelled and smacked him on the arm as he continued to try to watch her V-Live.
With Miss Bangtan, she sang, “Sometimes I come home and I’m sweaty from the day. And my hair’s all in a messy bun cause I had to get it out my face.” She pointed to her messy bun. “And I rather lace my sneakers up cause high heels ain’t my thing.” she showed off her Nike sneakers on her feet as she wiggled her eyebrows goofily which caused some ARMY to type in various comments indicating that they were laughing and amused at her movements.
“And I don’t see a flaw in that, I never want to change. So if you love~ me like you say~! You’ll be a man, grab my hand, take me as I am~!” she got out of her seat to dance and sing around.
I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love unconditional
I wanna l-l-l-l-l-l-l-love unconditional
‘IM CRYINGGGG’
‘Protect this child’
‘Why is she so adorable!?’
‘Ahhhhh I love this girl!’
After the song, she got back to her seat to check out the comments. “Protect me? Ahahaha! I guess I have some issues, don’t I? All jokes aside, I’ve been so excited to show you how much my singing has improved that I’ve been working on a number of covers to share with you on SoundCloud, probably near the holiday season as an early Christmas gift. Okay, let’s check out what’s next on the shuffle.” she pressed the next button.
Ain’t It Fun by Paramore came on and she started jamming. “Ooh, yes!” she jumped out of her seat to grab one of the biggest teddy bears from her White Day stuffed animal stash, and began to dance with it.
‘And I thought Jungkook was the weirdest, AHAHAH’
‘This is the true personality of Miss Bangtan. LOL'
Back with Jungkook, he started laughing hysterically. This was too adorable.
Instagram Models by Charlie Puth came on next when she changed the song, sitting back down.
“Oh! This song! Make sure y’all stay away from these Instagram models! Men and women! They will get you! Stay away from these people, man! Don’t give them clout, brah! Do not! Give them! CLOUT!” she yelled and spun around in her chair.
As the Maknae Line was leaving the dance studio, they began to walk near Jen’s studio. 
“Hey, Jungkookie, you should see Jennie and join her,” Jimin suggested with a mischievous glint.
“Ah, I shouldn’t.” The Golden Maknae shook his head, taking out his earbuds.
“I think you should.” He opened up the door and quickly shoved him in.
“Hyung!” he whispered in a hiss while the door closed silently.
Jennie, unaware that Jungkook was in her studio, continued Lil Wayne’s rap. 
“Uh, she just wanted to be popular. Uh, she just want ten thousand followers.” she pulled up her Instagram page, showing it on the screen. Setting her phone down, she shook her head and gestured with her hands, “Lord, she posted, she posted, she posted. They like it, they like it, repost it. She party promoting, she hosting. She posing, legs open, provoking. It got my head smoking. I tried to act like I don’t notice. Emotions, emotions, emotions, Lord!” 
She dramatically fell out of her seat as ARMY typed in LOL and laughing emojis while the chorus came back on
‘I am cryinggggg XD’
‘hahahahahahhaha’
‘Omg, she must be on a sugar high from those smarties.’
‘I'm high key happy that she is so comfortable with us like this. She used to be so reserved. She’s so goofy now ahaha’
Meanwhile, Jungkook silently started laughing and wondered when she’d notice him as ARMY noticed him in the background.
She got back to her seat to continue the next verse and she pretended like she was about to cry as she dramatically lip synced, “I had to leave that ho alone and get my mind right. I had to go talk to my friends, I had to find Christ.” She placed a hand over her heart and the other high up in the air, reaching the sky.
Once she saw a comment about Jungkook being in the room, she quickly turned around and widened her eyes. 
“How long have you been there!?” she exclaimed while he started cackling. She quickly paused the song while he grabbed a seat to sit next to her.
“Long enough.” he teased.
“Wow. Well, Jungkook make sure you stay away from these Instagram Models, mkay?’
“Duly noted.”
“I’m serious. They nothing but trouble.”
“I’m aware from what I just saw.”
“Hahah.” she turned to the camera. “ARMY! Look who stopped by, the Golden Maknae after he just watched me act goofy. Say hello to ARMY.”
“Hello!” he waved. “ARMY, Jennie is weird, isn’t she?”
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“And you’re not?” she turned her head to meet his gaze as a big smile came across his face.
‘OMG, the way he’s looking at her! I ship it!’
‘I love their friendship so much. They are friendship goals.’
‘Aw, the way Jungkook is smiling, I want him to smile like that more often.’
“ARMY! Thank you so much for getting Shawn Mendes’ attention. I’m still stunned he noticed the cover. ARMY, you are truly one of a kind. Thank you so much for this.”
‘You are welcome!’
‘You deserve it!’
‘We ship you and Shawn!’
“You ship us? Hahaha. I do have a little crush on him. Hopefully, I’ll meet him one day and attend one of his concerts.”
“You like him?” Jungkook brought up.
“Not as much as you like IU.” she teased, causing him to smile shyly. “So when are you going to talk to IU?”
“When you are going to talk to Ailee?” he countered
“L-let’s not get into that. I’m not prepared.” She responded, making him chuckle.
‘Who would you date out of all the members of BTS’
“Who would I date? Shawn Mendes,” she answered with a grin
‘Who would you want to collaborate with?’
“Shawn Mendes.”
‘Who would you like to meet?’
“Shawn Mendes.” She answered again, causing Jungkook to poke the inside of his cheek as she continued to talk about Shawn.
‘Hahahah Jungkook looks a little jealous!’ he noticed a fan comment.
Did he really make it that obvious? 
He had hoped Jen didn’t see the comment. 
He needed to work on having a poker face and keep his jealousy in check.
“I’m gonna go. I’ll see you back at the dorm. I’m going to get something to eat first, did you want anything?” Jungkook got up from his seat.
“Lamb Skewers.”
“I’m glad our minds think alike.” he happily accepted her request and said goodbye to ARMY, exiting the room.
“As the year will be ending soon, I’m hoping that soon we can have some fan meets in America like there are in Korea and Japan. I want to be able to connect one on one with our American supporters just like we do here. So I’ll see what I can do.” She mentioned.
“I have also been writing out some more goals. I want to work more on my breath control when singing. I'm getting better at it. I’m currently working on trying to inhale a good amount of oxygen that flows out my lungs smoothly while I sing my verses to songs with ease. I've getting some vocal lessons to help with that, so I hope you look forward to my improvements as the years go by. I am striving hard to improve and reinvent myself. Especially with my live singing.”
Before she could speak again, she heard a loud yell from outside the room and watched Jimin and Taehyung run into her studio, locking the door.
She sat there, bewildered, and questioned them, “What the heck? Can’t you see I’m trying to talk to ARMY?”
She was cut off by their giggling. “We pranked Suga and Rapmon. We made it seem like we put water on their computers.” Jimin mentioned.
“Oh no, you didn’t.” she looked at them in horror.
‘Oh shitttt, Jen’s face says it all’
‘RIP Jimin and Taehyung’
“Can we please hide in here?” Taehyung asked,
“I hurt my finger, can you get me a band-aid?” Jimin asked.
“I wish I could band-aid your mouth.” Jen retorted, earning giggles from the 95 Liners. She turned to the computer when she heard hard knocking on her door. “U-um, ARMY, our time will be cut short. I need to fix the mess that these two goofballs created. Thanks for hanging out with me today. Love you, bye!” she turned off the V-Live and got up from her seat.
She smacked Jimin and Tae upside their heads, causing them to yelp.
"That's for bringing the drama to my studio!" she scolded.
“Smartie!” Yoongi yelled on the other side of the door.
“Yeah!?” She called out loudly.
“I know they’re in there! Open the door! Why is it locked!?”
“Because I was having a VLive with ARMY!”
“Bullshit, where are those two!? I'm trying to work on this damn album, and they spilled water on my fucking computer!“
Jennie rubbed her temples while Jimin and Tae panicked, and scrambled around to find hiding spots.
Yoongi was not in a pleasant mood.
“SMARTIE!” he banged on the door, causing her to flinch.
“Look what you got me into!” She whispered harshly to them.
Somehow, Namjoon managed to work on opening up her door, which caused Jennie to push the door shut with Taehyung and Jimin. Loud screams and curses were heard as the rappers tried to push the door open after they unlocked it.
“Not the door! NOT THE DOOR! My door!” she yelled when Namjoon accidentally dented her door, barging in to go after the poor 95 Liners. “Take this outside! Take this outside, right now! I just cleaned this studio up!”
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You know, if somebody told me three years ago, after season eight of GOT ended, that I would once again spend my free evening watching another ASOIAF show produced by HBO, I would spit in their face.
Yet here we are, three weeks in, with another magnificent episode. And yes, even with it’s flaws, it was still magnificent.
So let’s start with cons:
1. Alicent acting like a saint cow.
 At first, when this entire plot of her being manipulated by her father was introduced, I thought that the writers would use it in later episodes, to show us Alicent projecting the same kind of abuse on her own children.
 This episode should have been hers, no argument about it. She’s been Queen for two years now, she’s given Viserys a healthy son. That was a perfect time for her ugly nature to start showing its face.
 But instead all we've got was her trying to be kind to Rhaenyra and Daemon (out of all people!) and still following her father’s commands. Commands she didn't agree with. I’m not saying that she should straight out embrace her evil step-mother persona, after being turned into Rhaenyra’s bestie for two episodes. But I hoped for at least a hint, yet the closest thing I've seen was a slip of tongue. 
 This plotline really starts to look like a sour thumb in an otherwise great script. Sandra Hightower should catch up to her book Highbitch personality sooner rather than later, or she’ll be left behind.
2. Viserys drinking.
Now, this is almost a follow-up from Alicent being such a good wife and person as a whole, because why exactly is Viserys drinking?
 The narrative wants us to believe it’s because of his guilt about Aemma, but we’ve seen Viserys doing just fine for six months after her death. In the books, Viserys slipping into alcoholism was caused by his guilt over raping Aemma when she was eleven, yes. But it was also very much because he had a poisonous snake right in the middle of his household. His wife was grooming their son against his daughter, causing Rhaenyra’s isolation. And Viserys wasn’t completely blind to it. He refused Alicent’s idea of marring Aegon to Rhaenyra, not because Aegon was so much younger (again, Viserys married Aemma, and this kind of betrothal wasn't unheard of) or because Aegon was princess’s brother (Viserys' own parents were siblings), but because he was scared of his new wife’s ambition.
Alicent, combined with Otto and his minions sucking the life out of him, made Viserys turn into a shadow of a man he was before, and he wasn’t much of a man even then.
3. Turning Rhaenyra into a spoiled brat.
Yes, Rhaenyra should be very spoiled, very proud, selfish and entitled. 
 But turning an actual victim of abuse (because that’s what Alicent’s behavior was, an abuse) into a thorn in Viserys' back, and making her one of the main reasons for his condition (her, not Alicent! 🙄) is appalling, honestly speaking.
 I wouldn’t mind it, if the narrative's shown us that Viserys thinks this way, because the Greens have once again twisted the facts. But the writers actually introduced Rhaenyra as the black ship, who doesn't want to be a part of her new family, when in the books she was isolated from them by Alicent. And it was all happening after her mother and brother were killed, and her uncle was exiled. Here Rhaenyra looks like she doesn’t want to be helped.
4. Why is Tyland being so concerned with Stepstones?
 Tyland was Oldtown’s man, he had no reason whatsoever to help Daemon, and there was no further reason for the Greens to make Daemon look bad. The guy was gone, exiled, probably soon to be killed in a war.
  Tyland’s also talking about their fleet, but it wasn’t Realm’s fleet exactly, was it? It was Corlys’s. And Tyland had even less of a reason to help Velaryons.
 Are they going to turn him into a good guy, just like they did with Sandra? Is that why they exchange the look during this scene? Was Sandra pulling some strings to end the war, like a good, saint cow she is?
5. The mere idea that Viserys wouldn’t send Daemon help, if Alicent didn’t ask for it, made me see red. Viserys’ love was absolute for only two people in his life, as hard as it certainly was for the children he produced with Alicent, and those people were Daemon and Rhaenyra.
 He would have never, ever, left Daemon to his death, period. It was so OOC for both Viserys and Alicent, that it made me pause the episode. I needed some time to get used to the idea.
6. Another change I didn’t like was Viserys complaining about Daemon disobeying his orders.
In the books, Viserys didn’t care about Daemon fighting on the Stepstones, nobody cared, really, and it was important to the plot.
 You see, before the Stepstones, everybody was fricking out about Daemon regularly banging a Lyseni woman and not being with his wife. It was an entire drama, about which I will write some more in the next con, but what’s important for now is for you to know that the Small Council, and supposedly Viserys, went crazy about how important it was for Daemon to go back to Runestone. 
 And Daemon did just that, he obeyed his King's command. It was only after two more letters, that he decided he had had enough, and he went with Corlys to the Stepstones. And suddenly… nobody cared anymore about Daemon not being with Rhea. Because what they really cared about was the possibility of Daemon producing a child with a woman who had valyrian features.
7. And that brings me to Daemon beating the shit out of poor Ser Addam. 
 When they erased the entire plot of Mysaria getting pregnant, I thought they would also get rid of the rumor of Daemon beating the messenger. After all, one makes no sense without the other.
 You see, in the books Mysaria truly ends up with a child, and is given a dragon egg, although probably not stolen, since there were many dragon eggs on Dragonstone. Daemon gets a letter, supposedly written by Viserys, in which his brother insults him, his paramour, his unborn child, and commands Daemon to send Mysaria away across the Narrow Sea to Lys.
 And Daemon, as always, obeys and goes back to his wife. Now, whether it was true or not, Daemon gets another letter later on, informing him that his child is dead. Gyldayn claims, that he doesn’t react in any way to this news. 
 Soon after that, he gets yet another letter, this one from Viserys again or rather, this one actually from Viserys. In the letter the King informs Daemon, that he had married Alicent. And this time, according to Gyldayn, Daemon beats the living shit out of the messenger.
 Firstly, I want you to ask yourself a question, how would any of maester Gyldayn’s sources even know what has happened in Runestone? Or even when or where would they hear such rumors? It’s important, because I believe this is one of the biggest slips on Gyldayn’s part, showing us that there were people spying on Daemon long before the Dance even began.
 Secondly, let’s look at those events a little bit closer.
 Some people have come to the conclusion, that Gyldayn must have mixed up the letters and Daemon's reactions on purpose. They think that Daemon didn’t react to the news about the new queen (After all, why would he? Alicent was nothing to him at the time.), and that he lost it, after learning about his child’s death.
 But I believe that, for once, the rumors and Gyldayn were telling the truth. Daemon not reacting to his child’d death could be simply his way of hiding his grief before his wife’s household. After all, none of those people were his friends, and many would take joy at seeing him mourning the bastard. Daemon composing himself is very much understandable. Just like him losing his shit after the second letter is. For all Daemon knows, his brother has just murdered his child, and now he has the audacity to inform him about his happy marriage to a young girl, who will certainly get pregnant in no time.
 That was why Daemon beat the man.
 Reducing this whole grief and frustration to the simple offense of his pride, seems rather empty in comparison. It’s still in character, I give you that, but for someone who understands the story, it’s just another wacky way of showing the audience what a psycho Daemon can be, and well, I’m slowly getting tired of that.
8. The episode as a whole felt a little bit like a filler, but that’s not really the writers' fault. The entire thing with the Stepstones was like an intermission in the narrative, created for the purpose of giving older characters something to do, while the others grew up.
 9. Daemon’s sprint made me laugh so hard, I spit my Coke on the table. That was some very solid plot armor he was wearing this episode.
And now that we got it over with, let's go to the pros. And good lord, there are so many. This episode truly outdid itself when it comes to introducing new characters and plotlines.
1. I absolutely adore the way they make Rhaenyra look isolated and depressed. Her sitting inside the carriage, while everybody else was cheering for Aegon outside, nearly broke my heart.
The whole scene with her walking through the tent, almost unnoticed and alone, searching for her place?😫👌👌 Some brilliant story telling done without a single line of dialogue. Not to mention, Viserys clearly seeing what’s happening and not knowing what to do about it, adds to the whole problem. His shocked face, after Rhaenyra tells him nobody’s here for her 🤣. He really is completely lost, when it comes to his daughter not acclimatizing with this new family he tries to create.
 The way she lights up like a sun, when somebody invites her into the conversation, and she gladly tries to join in, only to be put down right away. She has to stand, while everybody else seats down. The Ladies talking badly about her uncle is understandable, since Daemon is exiled, but they have the audacity to talk badly about her father, the King, right in front of her. It just shows us perfectly that something is very wrong with the structure of this new court.
2. I love that the two Ladies talking back to Rhaenyra were Lady Lannister and Lady Redwyne. 
 Lannisters have been plotting with Hightowers ever since the Great Council of 101, when they brought with them an army to Harrenhal. According to Gyldayn they did it only to show off, but ofc in reality they have done it to make sure that the other Lords wouldn’t make a mistake during voting.
 And Redwynes and Hightowers have been mixing their bloodlines for generations.
The number of traitors gathered all around the King and his heir simply overwhelms.
3. That being said, in this episode we were finally introduced to another Cunt of the story – Tyland Lannister, the master of ships.
 In the books, Corlys was never a master of ships in Viserys Council, since he was greatly offended after the Council of 101. Instead, we had Tyland, who got this position for the support his House gave to the Hightowers and Viserys in Harrenhal.
 Tyland is also a twat, who will steal the Crown’s money, taking ¼ of it for himself, and giving half of it to the Oldtown Triad.
He will later advise to kill Aegon III, and after Aegon II dies, he’ll become Aegon’s III Hand.
 And that event'll result in one of maesters' biggest bullshit ever written in their ‘history books’. Because those people had an absolute goal, to say that Tyland was a good servant of Aegon the Younger. The same boy he wanted to murder. And they explained it with Tyland suddenly claiming he didn't even remember who served the Blacks and who served the Greens during the war.
 Jesus Christ, pls stop this clownery 🤦‍♀️.
 It’s also the same Tyland who will try to marry of Baela, daughter of Daemon, the same daughter who was able to hatch dragon eggs, to some ugly dude, forty years her senior. And when Baela refuses, he will lock her up. 
So yeah, when I saw him on the screen, I threw my pillow at his ugly fucking face.
4. But we’re not out of Cunts yet. Larys's introduction? Chef’s kisses 😘. The innocent way in which he asks if he can join the ladies, pretending to be a poor cripple, but in reality trying to gain some information 👌. The fact that we can’t actually see his leg, which makes us question if he’s really sick or if he’s just acting, the same way Varys was in the books. Larys will later become a master of whispers after all, and even their names, Larys = Varys, give us this interesting connection.
5. I squealed, when Lady Lannister mentioned Lady Johanna Swann.
 After GOT great fuck up, it’s simply mind-blowing to me, that the show writers remember such characters! Because yes, Stepstones were an intermission, narratively speaking, but GRRM wouldn’t be GRRM if everything about it was simply a filler. 
 The Triarchy will later support the Greens during the war, but we can actually wonder if Lys was secretly fighting for the Blacks (Johanna will basically rule Lys when the Dance starts). You see, Lyseni fleet will end up mostly unscathed after the battle of Gullet.
 Also, her relative, Byron, will try to kill a dragon, although it was never specified which one – the Green one or the Black one.
 Was Johanna fighting against her House, who were supporting the Greens, after they failed to pay her ransom? Was Byron supporting his House or his cousin?
 Can’t wait to see where this plotline will go.
6. If they’ll exclude Lord Strong from the coup after this episode, I’ll be extremely baffled, honestly.
 I wanted to smack this prick so hard, when he said that Jaehaerys ruled for fifty years of peace. Excuse me, you bitch! Even if we don’t count all the other mess that went down during this moron’s kingship, he still lost his son, his fucking favorite son, future heir, prince Aemon, during a fricking war. An event that started the whole mess with succession.
 The copium these conspirators have, when it comes to Jaehaerys, is simply insane. He sure was their favorite king, wasn’t he? If it wasn’t for Jaehaerys, none of them would even be at court in the first place.
And then Lyonel has the audacity, to say that Jaehaerys' children nearly drove him to madness, especially daughters.
  Yes, especially daughters seem to be a big problem for Oldtown, aren’t they? I sometimes lose count of all the fuckery that went down with Targaryen Princesses. It indeed looks like some kind of tradition. Makes you wonder.
 And wasn’t that fortunate to all of you, that all of Jaehaerys daughters either died, became septas or managed to run away, before they were forced to become septas?
 Isn’t it fortunate, that after all those years, Saera didn’t return for her dragon and to fight for her and her children’s claim?
 I’m sure children were the ones that caused Jaehaerys' insanity, and not any of you, you filthy traitors.
  Anyway, love the amount of little details in that simple, innocent line as well.
7. The fact that they are using prophecy to make Viserys change his mind about heirs, is so in line with GRRM’s writing 🙌🙇‍♀️. And it begins in such an insignificant way. 
 First, Viserys asks Lyonel if everything is ready, to which Strong replies, that Jason expects them before midday. Which means that Jason Lannister was the one put in charge to organize the whole event. Then Otto goes to Viserys, when the King's arguing with Rhaenyra, to tell him about the white heart and calling it some kind of omen. Then they go out to check out the trails, and people all around Viserys are gushing about prophecy. Otto even has the goal to say he doesn’t believe in them, but well, if it’s the will of the Gods… 🤷‍♂️ And we know that this bitch is ofc lying, because Hightowers have their own prophecy, one that they’re treating very seriously, and they love all this magical shit (and necromancy as well). Then Jason's gift happens to be a spear, which he gives to Viserys specifically for the kill of the white heart in Aegon's name. And this is not suspicious at all.  And ofc they don’t catch the white heart, but the closest thing to it they could find.
It honestly felt like something GRRM would write in his book, I’m extremely impressed.
8.  Also, the little expression on Alicent’s face, when Viserys talks to her about his dreams, the way she almost rolls her eyes - again, perfect representation of the outside image Alicent should present, as this extremely pious woman raised in Oldtown. I also wonder if she’s the one who told her father about Viserys being very superstitious.
9. The whole sequence of the Oldtown Triad trying to set Rhaenyra aside, was some great piece of story telling as well. I absolutely love the way this dialogue was written, every word counted. Was this particular part created by Fat Guy himself? I wouldn’t be surprised.
It starts out innocently enough.
 We once again can witness the famous Targaryen Pride, with Viserys very clearly putting Lannisters beneath dragonriders. It’s a nice call back to Lyonel using the same pride against Velaryons in the second episode.
 It also parallels with Daemon listening only to Rhaenyra on Dragonstone. Targaryens are very conceited and if you can’t bring dragons to the table, they won’t treat you as an equal.
 Not to mention it’s a reference to Aerys' rejection of Cersei Lannister, and him choosing Elia, who he believed could indeed give Targaryens some new dragons.
  And after that part is done, the scheming starts!
 So first they send Jason, to check out the possibility of simply naming Aegon as the new heir. Viserys is clearly baffled by the idea, and since Jason is not the smartest guy, he slips up and says „many of us had assumed.”
 Viserys ofc is right into that shit: „many of us, you say?”. And it’s such a good question. Indeed, who did you have in mind, Jason? Your bannermen? Other Lords? Or other members of the Oldtown Conspiracy?
 If that wasn’t good enough, Viserys follows it up with mentioning the rebellion, and that was the moment when I started screaming, and my friend needed to calm my hype down.
 Anyway, Jason clearly screws up, Aegon won’t be named heir any time soon. And the fact that Viserys, even being depressed, tired and wasted, is still up to defending Rhaenyra’s position is so in character for him, I was melting.
  After that fuck up, Otto comes to the rescue with yet another possibility: let's marry Aegon to Rhaenyra. To which Viserys laughs to Otto's face.
 Now, in the show it made less sense than it did in the books, but it was hilarious, so I’m willing to buy it. It also shows rather well, that Otto is starting to lose his footing.
 And when this idea doesn’t work out as well, they bring out the biggest guns and send off Lyonel. And Lyonel once again gives the King an advice that at first sounds completely impartial and logical. Let’s close the rift between Velaryons and Targaryens. But in reality what he does, is suggesting for Rhaenyra to marry gay.
 If we can’t strip her of her title, if we can't get her to be married to Aegon, then let’s take away any possibility of her having legitimate children. And I love the detail of Lyonel’s little smile, when Viserys asks if he wants to recommend his son to marry Rhaenyra. Because no, Harwin’s role was always to become her lover, give her a bastard, and make everyone question her heir's legitimacy.
10. Also, Lady Lannister clearly was following the conversation, and it's very refreshing, when you can see the side characters doing their job as spies and gossips. 
11. I also like how they present Viserys' isolation. He is all alone in a room full of vultures. Right after he manages to escape, Alicent is right next to him to keep an eye on him calm him down. He truly is trapped.
12. Realm’s Delight being a title Viserys gave Rhaenyra because of his love for her, and not because of her looks, was also a great addition. It truly hammers down the fact, that Rhaenyra was the greatest joy in his life.
13. Love to watch how Viserys’ obsession with prophecy is very clearly hunting him, and again I appreciate how this show makes a very clear point of how devious and dangerous those dreams are, how they influence people and what a huge impact they have on characters’ actions. 
 „What is the power of the dragon, next to the power of the prophecy?” must be one of the most important lines in the entire ASOIAF put to screen till this day. It’s honestly the first indication I can think of, showing the viewers that somewhere out there is a higher power, not necessarily good, that has basically unlimited means to control even Targaryens. I couldn’t help but think of poor Dany at the time 😢.
  And I do wonder, who’s sending those dreams to Viserys 🤔? Children of the Forest? Some maester with a glass candle in the Citadel? Bran?
14. That brings me to Rhaenyra sitting under the weirwood tree again. Girl! Get the fuck away from that monstrosity! What are you doing? How much time do you spend there? Burn this shit to the ground, or so help me! 🤬
15. Love the little detail of her sitting on blankets and pillows, though, the Princess must be comfortable after all. 💃
16. I choose to believe that Alicent sending away the bard, and later her comment about pregnancy, was actually malicious and was meant to hurt Rhaenyra, rather than it being an innocent slip of tongue. Don’t judge me, I’m starved for the Highbitch, and it was all I got the whole episode.
17. Rhaenyra’s comment about her not willing to join the hunt, because boars squeal like children, when they’re being slaughtered, while we had a nice shot of Aegon’s stupid, little face, send me 🤣🤣. This girl is wild, I love it.
18. The costumes were also so nice. Rhaenyra’s hunting clothes look pretty and practical, Alicent’s dress was beautiful as well, even if this color is wasted on this character, and a hair net was a very nice touch.
19. I also love how the entire set for the hunting party looked. There were people all around, doing their stuff, walking, talking, eating, drinking, something that was very missing in GOT with later seasons. The amount of tents, the fires, the whole thing felt very real and alive.
20. Harwin’s introduction was done so brilliantly. He’s such a cutie, too. And he looks to be an appropriate age? Sandor, you have been avenged. The way he beams at Rhaenrya, when she comes back bathed in blood! Count this man as scared and horny.
21. The whole thing with the white heart was also a nice call back to the books. Robert was trying to find the white heart, but failed and instead went after the boar, and the boar killed him. But here Rhaenyra finds and spares the life of the white heart, but kills the boar. What does it mean? Don’t know. And as always I don’t really care, but I love how this scene will for sure start a discussion among us, the fans. Was Rhaenyra meant to be the next ruler, was she chosen by the gods, did Hightowers go against the higher power??? Etc. etc. Always a pleasure to see ASOIAF fucking with us, when it comes to prophecies.
22. Rhaenyra’s little grimace, when she drinks the wine Jason gave her, made me spit out my Coke the first time (Daemon's sprint was the second). Acting in this show is so great and full of little nuances.
23. I know that it was probably just put in the script, to show us Jason being a self-important prick, but I clapped when somebody finally gushed over the architectural wonder that is Casterly Rock. By all means, this construction should not even exist in this world with their technological progress, yet Westeros is filled with those kinds of things, like the Wall or Storms End for example. It was a truly fascinating easter egg to crack, while reading the books.
24. I actually enjoyed Criston acting like a proper knight and the only support Rhaenyra had. After all, this character’s strength lies in him losing this facade later on.
I loved the little slip he made about him having an adventurous youth, yet never marring, because he was allowed to marry only women of lower birth. It shows us nicely, that Criston is not as knightly as we would like to believe, as well as the fact that he thinks rather highly of himself, or at least is clearly aiming higher than some low-born girl, he could only enjoy his adventurous youth with. And I don’t think I have to tell you, what this kind of fun meant for women, especially those who weren’t Ladies.
"Everything I have, I own to you." Indeed, so why are you such a cunt, Ser Cunt?
25. I also liked him claiming that men of the Realm wouldn’t have a choice in accepting Rhaenyra. Because that’s exactly what somebody as low-born as Criston would believe. As I’ve mentioned many times before, many Lords followed women and sworn fealty to them all the time in Westeros.
And they did make their choice, most of them choose Rhaenyra in fact. Because that was how this system worked.
26. Same goes with Otto’s ridiculous copium. People celebrated, because that was Aegon’s second name day. Most of the Lords present were his own cronies. Claiming that persons' sex is more important than the whole feudal structure of society, is laughable. Even Alicent knows it. Which is actually a good start in showing us, that this woman is much smarter than her own father. The Realm won’t tear itself apart, if you don’t start the fight for Aegons' claim.
And whose gods and laws are you talking about, Otto? Because those are not the ones written for Targaryen’s succession, I can assure you.
I hope we’ll get to see Jasper in the show. If you thought that Otto or Rhaenys were talking nonsense before, wait till this guy opens his mouth about law. I hope Blackfyres burned Rain House to a crisp in ADwD.
27. Vaemond being the one asking for help was some fine, little nod towards his character. He would be the one to ask for aid first.
28. Maesters are so good at doing their job, that Viserys has already lost two fingers because of one, little cut, and the flesh is still rotting away. Not suspicious at all. I’m waiting for a moment when the fever kicks in.
29. I loved the parallel between Alicent claiming that Rhaenyra will marry, if she believes it was her choice, and later Rhaenyra calling Viserys out on choosing Alicent instead of Laena. Only he didn’t choose her, did he? He was made to believe he was given a choice.
Writing for this episode in some parts is just superb.
30. Once again, the military power of dragons is shown in full display. I love watching pets of mass destruction doing their craft.
I also love how HOTD shows the perfect control riders have over their dragons. Finally, you can see that it was a deep, telepathic connection and that dragons' actions are clearly not their own. Laenor controls the fire to make a perfect circle around Daemon, there is no command in the world, that could’ve achieved it. Targaryens are fricking skinchangers.
31. Even greyscale looks better in this show.
32. I’m torn. I can’t decide if my new sexuality is Laenor having a time of his life, while he’s burning people alive, or Daemon with braids. I was smiling like a moron every time I saw Laenor, but then my legs were spreading on their own accord, when I was looking at Daemon’s new hairstyle. Ugh, decisions are hard.
33. Good to know that Vaemond was earning his decapitation ever since the war on Stepstones. Stop trying to save him, Corlys. This man is too stupid to be allowed to breathe.
34. Them using Seasmoke for a surprise attack instead of Caraxes, because Caraxes was red and Seasmoke was harder to notice 🤌🤌, love the writers who know their lore.
35. This whole scene at the end shows really well, why the Blacks would’ve won the Dance, if not for the treason and Oldtown's scheming. They were just absolutely fierce on the battlefield.
36. Daemon losing his mind after reading a letter and rushing straight forward into suicide mission, was a reference I didn’t need to witness this early in the show. On the one hand, him yeeting away to win this war or die out of pure spite was hilarious, on the other, I almost cried.
This man feels first and thinks later and in the end it will bring him his death. I can’t even, no, it’s too soon to think about it! 😭😞😭
37. Daemon really went feral, when he caught up to Drahar, didn’t he? Did he kill him with his own teeth or something? They didn’t show us what happened for a reason, huh? Or were there even more poor souls in those tunnels, getting ready to be slaughtered by Dark Sister?
Love this parallel between Daemon and Rhaenyra being blood-soaked and dragging their preys behind them. My babies are thousands of miles apart from each other, and still we are supposed to make the connection between the two, love it!
38. Look, I recognize the fact, that Daemon’s run was quite ridiculous and that this kind of plot armor doesn't work in real life.
 But!
  As a viewer, I was having so much fun. I was cheering for this man at the top of my lungs. Finally, his inner Chad has awakened.
 Matt didn’t have a single line for the entire sequence, and he managed to act his way through it so well, I understood perfectly what his character was thinking the whole time.
 I can’t even tell you, how many times I’ve rewatched the moment, when Daemon is jumping in the air and kicking the shit out of some Myrish scum.
Westeros was filled with dudes like this, aka Gary Stu knights. It’s so nice to see it again after so many years.
Yeah, so I think I’ve covered everything I wanted to cover. Honestly, this episode was filled with stuff, if you know what I mean. I was having a blast while watching it. Hope the next one continues with this winning streak.
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OK IVE HAD SO MANY IDEAS OF PE READER AND QUESTIONS TOO BECAHSE I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT HER SO HERE IT IS:
She proabably has so many conspiracy theories about her being apart of the illuminati that some people start to believe it
She had her fredom stolen from her because of fame and she tries her best to protect her family from that
She is so envied that big household names HATE HER
She faced so much critisism and shes tired of it
She has many song written about her: desprate song, them wishing just 1 night with her, sad song about her not giving them a chance, mesmarising song about how beautiful she is and how she seems like a siren in their eyes, rap song about how they're like yn ln and the other person is... idk... ana?😭
Big celebrities like the weeknd, harry styles etc... have a big crush on her and their fans hate on her😭 but then they realise that they would never have a chance against yn ln and start to post themselfs and her with the song 'heather' 😓
Now my questions🤗
How was she as a teenager? Was she popular or not?
Has she ever lashed out at someone on television or on social media?
Have big celebrities said that they're fans of hers? Like big BIG names: rihanna, beyonce, naomi cambell, angelina joile and idk why but i see cristiano ronaldo or neymar having a crush on her
Has she ever been on a animated show as herself? Like family guy or scooby doo?
Has she ever rejected someone publicly and people could tell whats going on?
Ok thats it😊😊😊
you’re so adorable! i love all these theories!
But in a way, i don’t imagine the weeknd’s, harry’s (or more) fans hating her because she’s such an icon so abel and harry having a crush on her isn’t weird because they’re two of many, many people. it’s sort of a natural thing for people and celebrities to have her as a celebrity crush.
to answer your questions:
1. yes, she was popular as a teenager. sure she was a spy kid, was Sam in A Cinderella Story, voiced Violet in The Incredibles when she was 13 to 16, but her breakthrough came from her role in V for Vendetta when she was only 17 and established her place as an actress with potential and range.
Following that were her roles as a lead in The Devil Wears Prada and Atonement, both iconic, must-watch movies. so she was pretty established then.
she was media trained for sure but she’s never been a wild teenager and i imagine it was her mom and theatre friends who always kept her grounded and in check. i think she’s mostly always been an introvert as well.
2. no, i don’t imagine so. there were times when she showed that questions shocked her (that were either sexist or sexual) and at first, when she was younger, she’d get very nervous but as she grew, she put people in their places so elegantly even though it’d humiliate them and surely give them a bad rep.
3. literally all of these. she’s friends with rihanna and i imagine her modelling for fenty beauty one time (maybe for fenty’s red lipstick) where it was a shoot of her and rihanna. she has such a good, unproblematic reputation among these people so they can’t really help but love her. whenever she sees beyoncé, they’re always so excited and always talk and people have a field day over “the two queens of both industry casually talking”.
omg imagine she attended a world cup match years ago and neymar was a nervous wreck and then later said in an interview that he was about to die when she greeted him.
4. i think we once said we imagine her being in The Simpsons and was in a Scooby Doo episode!
5. so many people, most recent being Drake who was presenting an award on stage and was like “Y/N Y/L/N, you’re looking so beautiful tonight” and she just smiled and wasn’t at all fazed or reactive and people all were like “there’s no way drake just tried to shoot his shot at y/n y/l/n who’s not only out of his league but is also married”
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I enjoyed your Top 5 Lestat moments and the reasons behind them, did you also want to share any Louis, Claudia, Armand or Daniel moments?
Thanks! 💜 So, pretty much every Daniel one-liner is my favorite. I didn’t expect to love him as much as I do. My two personal favorites are “I also think she makes you and Frenchy look like a couple of whiny existential queens” and “Well, isn’t that neat and tidy” as he proceeds to pick apart Louis’ entire narrative. Armand? Since he’s only technically been Armand for 60 seconds, I’ll wait until Season 2 for that one. 😁 Although, I like to headcanon he wasn’t doing anything on that iPad other than shopping for the latest blender models.
My Top 5 Louis Moments: Here
Top 5 Claudia Moments:
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5. Domestic Tranquility: These scenes were everything, because they gave us Loustat without Louis’ filtered lenses. Claudia becomes the little ray of sunshine in their household. It’s no coincidence we see Louis at his happiest here, because he relishes in being a dad to her. Everything about this montage is precious, but it‘s entirely too short. Everything is exciting to her, and the fact she gives us the Nosferatu scene, the dancing scene, the coffin-sharing scene, etc…I’ve still not moved on from any of their happy family moments.
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4. “I Came To Make Peace With You, Uncle Les”: This moment is one of my favorites in both the book and the movie. “You irritate me. Your very presence irritates me.” Yes, Lestat. She’s just like you. She gets under his skin and knows exactly what buttons to push to get him where she wants him. It’s just beautiful.
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3. “Kill Antoinette”: This moment is so poignant for Claudia. In Episode 5, she relished in revealing to Louis that Lestat was cheating with Antoinette. Here, she’s disgusted by the affair and adamant Lestat kill Antoinette. She’s seen Lestat hurt Louis. She knows Louis loves Lestat. She hates Lestat, but tolerates him for Louis’ sake. She isn’t buying Lestat’s story, but once she sees Louis melting and sympathizing, she reiterates “Kill Antoinette.” She knows what the affair actually did to Louis. This moment is essentially her telling Lestat ‘You better get your shit together and not break his heart again cause he loves you despite everything.’ Her arc is fully in motion here.
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2. “And You, Cruel As The Devil Ever Made To Refuse Me One Love When You’ve Got Two”: This moment. This moment. The way Claudia takes dark glee in letting Lestat know she’s on to him. “Been following you, Uncle Les. You ain’t been your careful self.” Her sarcastic disbelief that Louis is so blind. The shock and hurt from Louis. The absolute panic and shame from Lestat. The man literally folded in on himself and dropped his head in humiliation. Claudia is, yet again, taking Lestat to task in the way only she can, because she’s just like him.
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1. “Lestat, You Must Think Me An Idiot”: This entire scene made me giddy. Claudia was an absolute queen here. She was several steps ahead of Lestat the entire time. It’s very impressive, because Lestat is smart. Claudia is smarter. Not only did she take both him and Antoinette down, but she knew exactly what they were doing while she was doing it. It’s just everything, and I can’t for Season 2 when she immediately clocks Armand’s shit too.
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Again, such a queen. Mocking his choking and wheezing and the little smirking smile when he asks how she outsmarted him? Everything.
“Who’s my Lestat? Who’s my Louis?”
“They come out here to do math?”
“It’s so soft!”
“I’m enduring.”
“I am done enduring.”
“Goodnight, Lestat.”
“Spend an hour alone with him, and you’re breathing in sync together.”
When she called Daddy Lou “smothering” and Uncle Les “crotchety.” (She really really knows those two 🤣)
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horizon-verizon · 11 months
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What do you think about team green calling Viserys a rapist because he married Alicent?. Of course I know he wasnt a good king, he wasnt a good father, or husband but calling him a rapist?
Show version, yes. Alicent was very obviously unwilling to sleep with him no matter her grief when he died. Marital rape.
Book version, no. She very much wanted to be his queen and there is more room to assume that she even romantically loved him for a bit before and after they married. For a while.
*EDIT* [3/25/24]:
Show!Alicent was 14-15 when she married a 35-40-looking Viserys if we just go by actor age; if we go by the assumption that the writers just want their audience to look at Criston, Otto, Daemon, and Viserys' ages by their canonical ages, then Viserys is supposed to be in his late 20s, specifically 29 when he marries Show!Alicent.
However, in the book and the original lore/story, Alicent was 18 when she married the 29-year-old Viserys in 106 A.C., which isn't looked on very favorably in a U.S. post-Industrial Era context bc yes that can be sus or just bad...men are trying to get as close to "child" for a reason, even if they are thinking in total bad faith for why.
However, it's far better than what we get in-show and 18 = 15! Book!Alicent definitely wanted to become Queen and likelier pursued Viserys for that position & it doesn't have to be a "seduction", either. Also, and very importantly, in the show Otto straight up pimps out his daughter with her visible discomfort. She has none of the agency that book!Alicent had.
18 is also not the common age of marriage for girls in Westeros and its society and this is not speaking to the morality of the individual men so much as stating the contours of the society we are looking into and what shapes these characters. Ironically, Alicent is not even out of the age of marriageability in either Westeros nor in some parts of medieval/EU history...for aristocrats. Because she is a girl.
HotD is correct for pointing out this is a social system that can easier allow men to abuse their wives BUT this is all this to say that bk!Alicent was not abused by bk!Viserys! .
Whether or not you are totally against its existence in canon, decide to not let the ages of marriage totally hurt your observations of the text, or are actually one of those who'd accept teens marrying adult men -- the age of majority for people is 16 in Westeros which doesn't necessarily coincide with what we'd call the age of consent. These are/were two different things, as you would know if you researched just the history of them in England and the legal history/ progress of defining/creating the age of consent. Noble girls had a different age of marriage than their male counterparts bc: some late medieval/Renaissance/Tudor writers believed that if a man married too young or had a sexual partner too young they would be "unbalanced" humorally; girls were not expected to inherit the household, pass on the house name to their kids [except for special circumstances], and the authority; and the ideal of feminine beauty-centered "maidenhood", which is unmarried young girlhood but not "prepubescent" childhood, that "in-b/t" stage. So if there were a large age gap, it was more likely for a much younger very wealthy/noblewoman to marry an older, very wealthy/noble guy.)
Plus, in the show, Viserys doesn't even have the element of an arranged marriage or incoming negative consequences to explain why he felt he absolutely had to be with a 14-year-old girl.
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allyriadayne · 2 months
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do you have any thoughts or headcanons about lyonel's daughters?
yah of course lol
their names are lucinda and alysanne strong. @elcctra and i came up with their names. lucinda for lucinda broome, lady tully during the first years of jaehaerys' reign. lyonel might have wanted to honor his overlords as a sign of peace after harrenhal changed hands to the strongs, from a minor vassal house to one of the most powerful. alysanne well obviously for the queen. more or less the same thought, because it's my headcanon lyonel is low key a social climber and would want to honor the targs that gave the family his seat.
under the cut babyyy
they are very close in age, i would say something like 18 months or around. from the same mother, lyonel's last wife. while they weren't a disappointment, everyone expected more sons that could go over larys' claim but alas. in general the girls are very happy and healthy and inseparable. many think they are twins but not really. i think of them as being older than rhaenyra by two or three years max but to her they feel younger because they are very carefree and girly and giggly. like every annoying teenage girl who laughs at you on the streets. rhaenyra has Responsibilities and she always liked alicent better of course so the girls are only there to entertain the princess and so on. not for serious stuff.
to me they are the opposite of the harwin - larys - alys trio. while they are looking at the horror and experiencing complex dynamics, the girls are making friends with every ghost in harrenhal. the are also very friendly so nobody cares if the cook finds them talking to a third person in a dark cellar <3 this also happened because there is a big age difference between the siblings. not very close. harwin and larys disliked their stepmother, larys hated the girls on principles because he knew they were meant to be his replacement, and alyn doesn't hate them but has complicated feeling about them just like with any strong child she takes care of in the nursery. lyonel also named one of them alysanne to add insult to the injury lol
they loved their dad because lyonel only asked of them the bare minimum and rhaenyra's household is pretty cool and the princess is nice to them. they do wish they were more prominent in there but they don't mesh well in general. they are normal girls in harrenhal but in real society are a justtt a bit off putting. what else???? hm they cried when lyonel and harwin died of course. they went to the funeral with larys' (/larys/ they can't believeeee) leave and they acted as his representatives. they love harwin's children to bits but are gutted none of them know they are family.
very codependent but not in the weird way lol just in the way they don't have a distinct personality from the other. they probably had a double wedding or something and dragged their husbands to dragonstone. felt very betrayed when larys stayed in the capital bc they never understood why he would hate harwin/harwin's children. they feel like it's their duty to continue their house esp after aemond killed the other strongs. larys sends them perfunctory letters here and there like "come here this instant" or something but it obviously doesn't work. he doesn't care about them personally but he's a control freak and can't let them go. they don't care about him /either/ so goodbye.
for one of the girls i have claudia jessie in vanity fair. with darker hair (not in bridgerton...not with those stupid bangs) but for the other i'm still blank. i just liked claudia because i thought she looked A LOT like matthew needham and that was fun. i want the other to have brown eyes because all of lyonel's children have blue yes (fight back lyonel!!) but i haven found a fc yet.
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aenslem · 1 month
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aslkjdlasjf THIS GD SHOW, argh. i just finished season one, which i thought was a good idea, you know, finish the season before taking a break. *facepalms* i have those annoying things to do again (stupid household chores, every gd day you gotta do things), so it'll be a few hours before i can watch more, but i should be able to watch at least one or two more episodes today, so HOPEFULLY things will be a bit more resolved by tonight x'D
you were so right, there is so much happening, and i think EVERYONE on that gd ship needs a few years vacation after all this x'D
"married divorced remarried and divorced again and still having feelings for each other" asljdalksjda that is so correct, they are just that x'D
it's so fun, they're like "i don't trust him" pretty much all the time, and then Rush is like "so i had a dream" and Young is like "ok, i'll call General O'Neill" and they keep relying on each other so much right now, it's great, and Young risking the whole gd ship to save Rush, after having tried to kill him, what, twice already? amazing ❤
ah, yes, fanfiction ❤ it's so good at casting light on things from different angles, i love that, seeing characters and their motivations from all kinds of different point of views. though, you gif makers do that too and i love it, it's so great to look at different gif makers in the same fandoms and see how you focus different things.
right now i'm pretty exclusively reading McShep fics, but we'll see how that looks once i'm done with sgu x'D if you have any recs, please feel free to share!
btw, i've been trying to remember why i followed you from the start, and i'm pretty sure it's Star Trek, and specifically Spones, which, ALL MY LOVE! but i also want to mention how much i love following someone who gifs a lot of women, i love having more women on my dash! i never finished OUaT back in the days, but all your Regina and Swan Queen gifs are making me want to, and your Michelle Gomez gifs, waah, i do not want to watch CAoS! 😭 but you are kicking me in the butt about finishing Doctor Who too with your gifs of her (i sadly miss most of them though since i have it blacklisted for spoilers), i had no idea she was in it but man did that make me want to watch it when i found out!
okay, sorry that this got so long, even when i'm trying to keep things brief i end up being very wordy. so many things to say!
anyway, i'm gonna go do the things now, the sooner i get them done the sooner i can watch more sgu =D oh, wait, no, you posted something from 1x18 last night! i didn't look at it since i hadn't watched it yet, so i'm gonna go do that first! =D ❤
/Rodney anon
Oh don't be sorry , you can get wordy in my inbox whenever you like :3
You're fast! but why am I surprised, I finished 7 seasons of OUaT in a month lmao.
Well, imagine how it was for those who were watching sgu when it was actually airing, they did not have a chance to go and watch s2 right after s1, and you can :D so other things are not as bad as break between seasons of the show, but yeah, there's always things to do, sucks
askjhdaksjhd 'i just had a very interesting dream' scene is so good, and it so much better when you take it out of context lmao
well, they have to work together, they don't have a choice. you know how things were when he left rush on that planet, eli is smart, and eli was also right
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but eli is still not good enough to do all the work, so no matter how much they don't trust each other, they have to work things out and work together and then finally going towards trust and comradery
well, at least they will try lmao
SPONES!!!!!!! SPOOOONEES! they are everything to me!!!!!
well, if you finish ouat and start caos... I am so sorry in advance lmao
I am not sure I can even explain what mess of the shows are those two, I have similar feelings towards both shows, I love the cast, I love some characters, I love women there, I hate the writers :D
Michelle is stunning in caos, there's also Miranda Otto, and they are like my moms, I love them, this show is worth watching just to look at them, but there's also... the rest of the show and plot asjkhdakjdh
same goes for ouat tbh, some characters are great and actors are doing such a good job and then there's whatever was happening in the show, but it;s still fun if you don't take it all seriously.
you will facepalm a lot and you will have an urge to rip your hair out sometimes, but if you try caos, I will give you two good reasons for it
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that's it, think about it
okay, but you definitely need to watch doctor who, WATCH DOCTOR WHO!
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around what time in the show's timeline do you think chrissy and billy would get together?
personally i think somewhere in between season 2 and 3 since there's like, almost a whole school year between them and all that. not even taking into account in those calculations that he dies n shit just i think that it makes sense.
chrissy is popular even if she's not yet the Queen of Hawkins High (i'm assuming some senior girl is but who knows) so she's definitely on his radar and in his social circle so he's aware of her.
and i do think it's billy pursuing at first because there's no universe where chrissy has the courage to actively go after a dude with out like COMICAL amount of gassing up from others kjdfhgskjlghfds and deffo not a guy like BILLY HARGROVE who's all you know.... LIKE THAT (read: hot and confident and knows it).
billy starts to get interested in her past the like "which girls can i get with" level of interest when jason starts to show interest in her/talk about thinking of asking her out because he hates jason. he thinks he's a fucking white toast dickhead. he's like, everything billy hates about the midwest personified.
he's gonna fuck jason's crush. just to spite him. fuck that guy.
and so he starts to go after chrissy. hard. MAXIMUM charm. and buddy lemme tell you it's WORKING. she's going for it, tho she's also a bit shy and the pace is slower than he's used to. he's never really tried to get with shy girls for obvious reasons. but he's committed to this shit.
as they spend more and more time together the more he sees the all too familiar signs that all is not right in the cunningham household and that chrissy is struggling with some shit and a switch flips in his head. now it's not about jason. it's about chrissy. he's gotten to know her and she's just this little fluffy kitten of a person you know? he hates the idea there's someone in her life that's terrorizing her with even a tenth of the force neil uses on him. so he gets protective and a lil possesive bc he's billy and What's Expressing Things Healthily?
but his whole outlook on the relationship changes and now it's not him trying to put on the veneer of a desireable partner but him genuinely trying to be her boyfriend and to be a good boyfriend.
they get together after like, a 4 month campaign on his part to soften her up to him and get to know her and then he's just in the PIT trying to be the guy he thinks she actually deserves while also being himself.
and on chrissy's end she actually wanted to fall into his arms earlier in but was trying to not look to desperate about it. she genuinely enjoys his presence because yes he's all sexy and stuff but also she just likes him. she likes that he's a little rough/dangerous because it makes her feel safe ironically. she likes that he's so gross and crass because she doesn't feel like she have to be this perfect little doll with him. she likes how low his expectations are for her. she can breathe and be a person with him. the fact he's so handsome is really just icing on the cake.
so doing the math and saying the get together 4 months or so after s2 then it's like feb-mar.
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ndostairlyrium · 7 months
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As per tradition
Three (3) facts about Lindi(ranae)
She's very cautious when it comes to strangers, so it takes a moment to gain her trust. But this trait comes along with a sassy attitude. Can read a bitch for filth with a single glance, and she can afford it - best fur in town.
Only mom can pet. Dad provides food and (many) compliments yes, but mom is the one who taught her how to hunt. Also she gives the best belly scritches 💛
She has a leg deformity so she limps from time to time, or when the zoomies hit after a particularly long day. During those moments she doesn't seek reassurance, because Bon is already the designated drama queen of the household, but she gets it anyway - because the designated drama queen gets worried and when this happens you can hear his complaints in Antiva <<
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ninjagirlstar5 · 9 months
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Protag Teruya AU - Prologue Part 1 - The Cottage Intro
The cozy little cottage where nothing will go wrong. Nothing at all!
...Probably.
No TWs apply to this current post.
The Beach (The Beginning) |   The Mart (Part 2) | The Park (Part 3) | The Tower (Part 4) | The Boardwalk (Part 6) | The Beach Episode (Final)  
Prologe Part 2 Beginning
Disclaimer: While Sannotori is problematic, it’s a thing in this AU/fic and the dynamic is not the same as it is in canon.
The Protag Teruya AU was inspired by @/anotherprofessional’s post! Beware of Void spoilers though!
The inside of the cottage was much, much bigger than the outside made it out to be and a whole lot fancier too. There was a kitchen with various household goods, bookshelves with books of varying genres that he had to force himself away to focus on their investigation, a TV that was unfortunately stuck on static (dammit) and some cool chandeliers that Mikado claims to clash with the rest of the home’s interior. Personally, he didn’t think it was horrible, it just made it obvious that whoever owned this cottage - or even this entire island - had way too much money to know what to do with it. They were about to go upstairs when someone else came down it. It was another high school girl, with long wavy blonde hair with side bangs that reached her shoulders. She wore a white and blue school uniform, black knee-length boots, and a long gray fur coat that went well with her teal earrings, which also matched her eyes. She had a little bit of makeup on but it wasn’t overdone or anything, just some noticeable purple eyeshadow and maybe a bit of blush and lip gloss.
“Hmm? Oh, hello. You’re the wizard from the Monocruise, right? I never got your name.” The girl put her hand up against her cheek but she quickly realized he wasn’t alone. “And you found someone else?”
“Yeah. Ah, I, uh, don’t have a name right now…I have amnesia.” He explained and the girl’s eyes went wide.
“Huh? Amnesia?” She asked, and he reluctantly nodded his head.
“Yes.” Mikado spoke up. “Our classmate here can’t seem to remember anything from before he woke up on the island. Not even his name or talent. Ah, also, my name is Mikado Sannoji and as guessed, I’m the Ultimate Wizard.”
“Oh, it’s nice to meet you, Mikado.” She smiled at him before putting her hand down. “Like the both of you, I’m also a Hope’s Peak student. I’ve decided to take some time off from acting to focus on my studies. And, well, when I got that acceptance letter, I thought it was the perfect opportunity to go not as ��famous actress Emma Magorobi’, but as your classmate, ‘Ultimate Actress, Emma Magorobi.’”
“Oh, you’re famous?” He blurts it out without thinking. Both blondes stared at him with wide eyes at his bluntness and he felt his cheeks turn red at embarrassment. “I-I mean, uh, well, I’m s-sure you are, it’s just, um…” And then, a nice sound cut him off.
The sound of laughter. Nothing mocking or derisive, but rather light and carefree.
“Ahaha, yes, I am. I’ve actually starred in quite a few movies as a child.” Emma said, smiling like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulder. “It truly is a pleasure to meet you both. And please don’t worry about it. I’d prefer it if you keep speaking to me casually. I’m here to focus on school, not flaunt my status as a celebrity.” She pauses before glancing at Mikado. “Although I did expect you to know who I was.”
“I’m afraid I’ve never watched any movies, Ms. Magorobi.” Mikado explained, which only made him tilt his head at him. He wondered why he didn’t recognize Emma. Or Melody Rhythm for that matter. He didn’t recognize them since he didn’t remember anything at all. But wouldn’t Mikado have identified them since they were good enough to be scouted out as Ultimates?
“You haven’t? Oh, then I have some recommendations!” Emma was eager to talk, although her smile was quick to turn awkward. “Not to, uh, come off as bragging or anything, but I’ve starred in the ‘Harry Peter’ series as Holly Queen. It’s about a fantastical world full of magic and a coming of age story for Harry, the title character himself. Perhaps you’ll like it, being a wizard yourself, Mikado!”
“Perhaps, but fiction does not always coincide with reality. And I’m saying that as the Ultimate Wizard.” Mikado pauses for a moment before his mask shifts into a more genuine smile. “Still, once we’re certain the situation is safe, perhaps it’d be nice to unwind. I’ll keep your recommendation in mind.”
“Speaking of that…Do you know why we’re here, Emma? Apparently today was our entrance ceremony.” He asked but Emma simply crossed her arms and looked to the side.
“Well…I’m not certain. I woke up here as well. I’m thinking it must be some sort of surprise party arranged by the school.” He slumps his shoulders.
“God, I hope so…This whole day has been an emotional rollercoaster.” He gritted his teeth, rubbing his forehead to try and relieve his stress. Mikado reaches over to pat his shoulder. But Emma smiled at him, calm as she reached her hands out before her.
“Mikado and our dear friend…You shouldn’t worry so much. Look at how beautiful and blue the sky is. Something good will happen, I just know it.” She closes her eyes, as if she was reminiscing on a good memory. He tried to force away the pang of jealousy weighing heavily on his heart. “Things that were lost, things that have happened, let us put it all behind us. We should simply be thankful for the world we live in now.”
“Now that’s just cheesy.” Mikado said, crossing his arms. While he wasn’t frowning or staring at her with exasperation, the tension in his shoulders were still palpable.
“H-Hey, uh…I think she has a point anyways. This could be worse, haha…” He really didn’t want to think about how this could get worse.
“Ahahaha, sorry.” Emma said, pressing her hand against her cheek again and smiled at them awkwardly. “That must have sounded strange. It must be the actor in me. Still, Mikado…” She crosses her arms, her smile turning polite but stern. “What did I tell you? I’d rather you speak casually to me.”
“Ah…Well, it’s not just you. I speak formally with everyone, Ms.…E-Emma…” The wizard quickly goes quiet. He can’t help but tilt his head, trying to examine his mask. He wondered if it could blush.
“Ah, well, close enough. I’m going to head out now. It doesn’t seem like there’s much more that can be accomplished by staying here.” Emma puts her arms down, giving them a brief wave. “Permanent amnesia or not, I do hope you come to a name you like and reintroduce yourself to everyone. Let’s talk later over some movies and tea!”
“Yeah, that sounds nice. Bye, Emma!” He waves at her and Mikado does the same. Emma smiled at the both of them as she left. “Huh…a celebrity.”
“Don’t look at me. I’ve never paid any attention to that kind of stuff.” Mikado said, rubbing the back of his head. He just shrugged in response before taking another step on the stairs.
“Well, it’d be cool to get to know her since we’re classmates-“
“Ah- look out!!”
“Huh- oof!” He turned around in time to feel someone fall into his chest. Mikado was by his side in a second, hovering over him to make sure he didn’t fall, which thankfully didn’t happen. And despite the sudden weight, the person was very light and he managed not to lose his balance as he held onto them. “Are you okay??”
“Augh, y-yeah…I can’t believe I tripped on the stairs.” The person, a girl who was very small in comparison to both him and Mikado, answered him with dizzy eyes. He put her down carefully and she quickly got her bearings. She was wearing a plaid beret with a matching smock, a white shirt with puffy long sleeves, a gray vest, a brown skirt and Mary Janes. Her brown hair was long with bangs and her side bangs were tied together with a ribbon and she stared up at him with pale green eyes. She blushed and then smiled, holding her sketchbook close to her chest. “O-Oh…newcomers! Hi!”
“Hello. You’re here from Hope’s Peak too, right?” He asked. The girl puts her sketchbook down, although she puts her hand back up to play with her hair.
“Yes! I’m the Ultimate Painter, Iroha Nijiue! I hope we can get along!” Iroha was all too happy to introduce herself and he smiled at her positive energy.
“It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Nijiue.” Mikado said, his mask changing into his usual smile. Iroha squeaks at the sight, a terrified look on her face. The wizard chuckles at her reaction, raising his hands. “Don’t be alarmed. My mask is simply for expressions, nothing more. For I am the Ultimate Wizard, Mikado Sannoji!” To prove his point, he makes a quick ice cube appear in his hand.
“Wh-Whoa…really? An Ultimate Wizard…” Iroha’s eyes widen, still fearful but otherwise astonished at the fact that magic is real. Suddenly, her eyes shine bright like lights. “Ooo, do you think you can make me a wizard too??”
“Hm…I don’t know. It’ll take a lot of power…” He breaks the ice cube in his hand as his face suddenly darkens. “And a price of your soul.”
“My soul?!” The painter’s jaw dropped and her face paled. The amnesiac’s face must be similar to hers because he couldn’t believe what he just heard. Iroha then turns her back on him and he can feel the gloom radiating off of her. “On second thought, I think I’ll stick to painting…”
“Fuhuhuhu, I’m afraid power like mine doesn’t come free.” He laughed as if he didn’t just admit something so horrifying at the drop of a hat. Seriously, why would he trade such power for his soul? “Even if you only want to ‘try’ it, you’ll have to give something up in exchange. There is no turning back once you start.” Iroha shudders, any interest she had in magic dissipating with the thought of giving something up. She eventually recovers enough to turn around.
“Nope, not gonna think about it. Instead, let’s think positive!” The painter turns her attention to him with a smile. “What about you? What’s your name?”
“Uh, sorry. I don’t know. I have amnesia.” He explained. Hopefully he doesn’t have to keep doing this soon. He should at least come up with a name to go by until he finds his real name or something he liked better.
“Huh?” Iroha stared at him with wide eyes. It looked like it didn’t completely register what that meant until a moment later. “Eeeeh? You lost your memory? That’s awful! And it’s our first semester and everything!” She sweats for a bit…only to bounce back a smile. “But don’t worry! Think positively! Your memories will definitely come back! Even if they don’t, you can just replace them with the happy memories you can make with us!”
“That’s…” He hesitates. And yet, if his amnesia is permanent, the only way he can recover is by making new memories, right? Even if he still had a past he didn’t know about that was attached to himself, he won’t be getting those experiences back if his memory loss is permanent. And there’s nothing wrong with making happy memories with new friends, right…? He smiles. “You’re really cheerful, you know that right?” Iroha gave him a wider grin.
“Ms. Nijiue, do you know anything about our situation?” Mikado moves the conversation along. Iroha holds up her sketchbook.
“Oh, you mean the island and all? Well, naturally I was upset to find out we’re in the middle of nowhere…” Iroha said, before tilting her head and giving them another smile. “But it’s times like these where staying positive is more important than ever. Like, it’s the first day on a beautiful island with brand-new friends! Of course I’m cheerful!”
“...So, in other words, you don’t know why we’re on this island either.” Mikado almost sounded disappointed. He noticed it but Iroha didn’t.
“Yeah, but don’t worry too much. Maybe if we wait long enough, the teachers or somebody else will contact us.” The painter then started walking down the stairs. “I’m gonna go see some other friends! See ya later!” She runs off.
“...Well, she’s quick to claim everyone as friends.” Mikado said, his mask flattening. “It’s honestly concerning how positive she is. It’s a bit…much.”
“Well…I think it’s nice that she’s trying her best to see the silver lining to all this.” He could feel Mikado rolling his eyes, even when his mask didn’t convey it at all. “Well, wanna check what’s upstairs?”
“We might as well.” Mikado walked up the stairs and he followed suit. The upstairs didn’t have anything interesting, unfortunately. Even when he recognized when a room looked like a party room or an office, it was mostly empty with nothing to make note of. There was also a balcony but there was no one there so after a brief moment of respite for the both of them gazing out over the sea, they eventually left the cottage altogether.
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